On the night of empty space of the quiet calm town of Vale, a shadow zips by every corner as it searches the whole area for something, and it does find something.
Near the rocky mountain side of the Town near the outer walls, a group of smugglers transporting young adults who are barely at the age of 16 for human trafficking, some human, some faunas it didn't matter to these people, and in the sight and perspective from these people the smugglers threaten these teenagers if they do not keep quiet they will be killed,
"Shut the Fuck up! We getting 60,000 pounds for all of you, so if you be quiet you get to have a bucket. If not, you get the lead." one of the smugglers says as he holds up a bucket and a compact army rifle, to which the response to these teens was a fearful jolt of tears and whaling, this then irritated the man as be begins to beat a few of them to make them stop crying.
Soon after they started to load them on a large carriage heading to a remote location in a remote town near Vaccuo, and once they are all in the transporting machine one of the smugglers comes near the doors of the carriage and tells them, "Scream all you like, come one let's hear you scream. No one gives a shit about all of you, so the sooner we get you to Mc Carver, the sooner it is we get paid." and just as the moment after he says this the teens look up and see what their eyes perceived as a shadowed figure stands tall on the rocks behind the man and once the realization hits over this criminal he turns around quickly to see what they are looking at, but all he saw once he turned was the bottom of a shoe as it lands on his face knocking him unconscious. The other two men see this and began to head straight towards this unknown figure, but with a blur of black this figure was gone hiding in the rocks and forest, this made the other two stay in a state of panic and fear as they looked around to see where this person had gone.
With a hand signal pointing to the right from one of the men, the other followed up on this trail to find this person and execute them.
As this man entered the blind caverns of rock and forest the shook with worry and he could not see where this figure had gone to, nor does he know where they might show up, all he does know is if he sees something moving, shoot it. After a while of searching, the man heard a rustle of bushes and began to shoot at that general direction with no hesitation, but nothing happened as he looked closer to see if he had gotten them another movement was heard from the back end behind him and with quick reflexes he turns and began to shoot again all and every direction he could possibly aim until he ran out of bullets. And as he struggled to place a reload in his weapon he felt a strong presence behind him, he turns slowly to see who it is but before he could process who it is an overwhelming force stricken him in the side of the head, putting him out of the fight.
back with the other and last remaining man guarding his 'cargo' he loads up and readies his firearm to whatever is coming his way, standing with great hesitation as he worries of hitting something he could not see in the least, standing and swaying with nervousness to this situation he was willing to shoot anything that moves in front of him, even his own fellow employees and with a slight gust of wind hitting a bush just a few feet away from him he fires with fear at it until he runs out of ammunition for his only weapon, he thinks quickly and begins to take the rifle from his unconscious group member for the job and points it at everything and with no warning a long thin strip of strong fabric zips by him and wraps around his neck, and at the end of this fabric comes the figure and with a clean and quick jab to the jaw the man becomes knocked out.
As all the commotion settled the figure revealed herself to these teens who saw the whole thing as a female cat faunas who wears a Grimm mask, much like the White Fang's symbolistic mask but with a slight adjustment with a black bandana tied around the forehead, and as she stood in front of these scared young adults she says with a calming and low toned voice,
"Go towards 57th, east side, stay in the light and flag down the first officer you see." and to these children's response they don't know what to do as they thought it was either a trick or she is just messing with them, either way the all felt as if they were going to die. But Blake raised her voice and said,
"Go Now!" as she hits the side of the carriage causing it to crack, with trembling worry all the captives quickly started to run out of their imprisonment and into the nearest road back to Vale.
As this happened the man who was supposedly knock out, soon started to rise back up and tried to shoot Black in the back but thanks to her faunas heritage her hearing was at top peak and was able to hear and quickly react to the sound of the gun loading and clicking, so she dodges out of the was as soon as the shots were fired then with a fast reflex Blake flips and lands on the man who was shooting at her and disabling him by a sharp crack to his shoulder, causing him to release the Gun. But that did not stop there as Blake begins to beat on him over and over to his face until he's knocked out and left as a bloody and broken mess, after this she gets up looks at her hands as it is stained with the blood of a criminal.
This makes her reflect on why she does this, why she fights the injustice in the streets of Vale, but before she had a moment to think back on this, the sirens of a police force headed her way, and just like that she vanishes deep into the woods, not to be seen by anyone who was looking for her.
Apartment 221b,
9:07 am
In the morning of exhaustion, John finds himself with eminence fatigue as he takes himself out of bed. The slight cracks and lock joints on his body became a bit of a strain on him with every movement he made, after a while he finally makes it to the kitchen where Holmes is conducting some of his experiments, he wanted to see if the myth of growth from a fingernail of a deceased human was still possible so he hits with his microscope and a severed hand on his desk as he took note of this ghastly thing, when John saw this he groaned a little but ignored as he had already grown used to seeing this at in unexpected time of any given day.
As John went to the drawer and opened it he seemed to be relieved as he found only a box of gram crackers and not a human or animal organ in a jar, as he took it he then went on over to the lower shelf to grab some coffee and presumed to boil the kennel for a start of the morning.
Once John had prepared his make-shift breakfast he then asked Homes if he has any plans for today and how will they capture their 'Mystory Man' out there in the streets,
"You have any ideas?"
"Yes, quite a few Watson. But as to see that this is a mere test to prove my intellectual physici to this sociopath I should have to wait it out for the time being," he told John as he continues to look into the microscope, but John again asks what should they do about the Grimm incursions?
"Are we just gonna sit here until you feel it's necessary to leave at a moment's notice?"
"Yes, this is the plan."
"Sherlock I have appointments, patients to attend to, important entries to sign for-" then Sherlock interrupted him,
"I've already called your office and told them to hold off until further notice, this case may be vital to a link of the Grimm incursion so this might take a while until your release is made." and to this John nearly gained stress by Holme's act to his personal life but remained in control as it was still early in the morning,
"Sherlock."
"Hmm?"
"You're a dick." John says before he takes a drink from his cup but for Sherlock, he just grins as he continues to research the growth of human protein and keratin.
Rose Residence,
9:30am
In the house of the two sisters who were making a simple living was a power short of electricity, this is a result of Ruby attempting to create a weapon that will enable her to be a huntress in due time, and as for Yang she is at the kitchen table reading a news article in the papers to see if any new turn of events has happened while she was out looking for this Roman character, but so far none had risen to the light just a lottery win somewhere near Wardrawr St. right next to the building of the new Beacon Academy which will be open in the next 5 months, other than that it's just a normal day for her.
As she was about to drink some freshly squeezed orange juice she had made for herself a pitter patter of footsteps came dashing up from the basement, it would seem that Ruby has made some breakthrough on her new found invention,
"Yang!" she said as she burst through the door if this had been the first time Yang would have already choked on her drink by the unexpected cheer by her sister,
"Yang a made something So Awesome!" Ruby then went to the Kitchen and stood in front of Yang in her mechanic-like clothing and ever slightly bouncing up and down with glee.
Yang then placed her cup down and got up to see what her younger sister had made,
"Alright little rose bud let's see what you made." she then pats Ruby's head and with glistening eyes she runs down stairs before Yang and prepares her latest invention of huntsmen weaponry, as Yang followed down the stairs to see what her inventive sibling has made she soon sees Ruby standing in front of a large object with a sheet over it as Yang approaches her, Ruby then begins to present,
"*ahem* My dear sister, It is with great pleasure to show you a magnificent advancement of technological feats, one of the most powerful and most awesomest thing I have ever made for myself, other than the sandwich I made last week. (may it live on in my belly) I present to you my very own weapon, the Amaaaazing Cresent Rose!" she then takes the sheet off to show her large scythe-like weapon that seems impossible for her to carry on her own,
"Oh. Wow. um, great job Ruby. It's uh... definitely unique." Yang says as apparent to the size and inconvenience to her sister since this is too heavy for her to use,
"You like it? I had to make something that will fit my needs of sheer badassness, so I went with this." Ruby explains,
"A scythe?"
"Yeah. something wrong?"
"No no, it just uh..."
"What?"
"Don't you think it's kind of inconvenient?"
"Whadda you mean?"
"I mean it's a bit heavy, isn't it? And way too big to hold on to."
"Pff yeah, but you didn't really think that it's gonna stay this big did you?" Ruby tells Yang as she then turns around and presses a small button near the handle which activates a mechanism that shrinks and compacts the scythe down to what appears to be a handbag sized metal case, that without a doubt it hardly resembled one but it's sized did seem to fall in the correct compression.
"Ta-da!" she then lifted the object thinking to be light weight but from the error, by her calculations, her weapon sank like a rock and forced Ruby to fall forward on the floor,
"Ya know Rubs, I know you're smart and all but uh... you Do know that changing the size of an object doesn't mean changing the mass too, right?"
"Yeah sure, Now you tell me," Ruby responded with her face planted on the floor. After that, she pulled herself up and began to dust herself off,
"Welp, back to the drawing board I suppose."
"You do that, but you know you should keep the whole Scythe design it kinda does suit you," Yang responded as a way to be polite
"Really?"
"Yeah, you would cause some Real damage with it when you're out on the field." Ruby then smiled and gave her elder sister a hug of appreciation to her thoughtful words.
"Thanks, sis."
"Heh, no problem." and with that said, Yang then guided herself to the stairs and back up to the living room to relax the rest of the day, leaving Ruby once again in her inventive incarceration, but when she finally left Ruby began work on her next project, but something was strangely off because of the moment when the Rose bumped into a can of paint it fell off the table, but as it did something that seemed to be impossible happened, the Can and the paint spilling out of it once it was falling slowed in mid-air, just for a few seconds jest before it resumed in normal speed,
'what the-?' Ruby thought to herself as she saw this unfold before her, but after thinking about it for a while she simply shook her head and passed it off as a result of working too hard to her own liking.
10:14am
In an old apartment near the south-east side of town
In an old and rugged room, Blake awoke to the sounds of ongoing industry just below and outside her apartment, the working of fixing pavements no doubt, but upon awaking to this she was then briefly startled but a knock on the door which was by no means of threat but rather the monthly rent due today.
Blake then got up and from her comfortable mattress and proceeded to find suitable habiliment for the rest of the day, as she found such clothing and wore it she then head for the door and admitted it open, but not before she remembered she still needed to put on a headpiece to hide her faunas features, as she grabbed the nearest topper and placed it on her she finally opened and greeted the land lord.
"Good morning, is it time already?" she asks as she is still adjusting to the hour at hand, as for the land lord he was just a common man, well built, somewhere in his early 60's, reasonable to talk to whenever times were bad, and over all simply decent,
"Yes it is, and this time, no back tracks ya hear? I have to have it today," he says as tries not to be aggressive to Blake as he too was settling in on this time of day,
"I thought it was next week."
"No it was today, I gave the announcement Last week."
"Oh, I guess I wasn't there at that time," she said rubbing her eyes,
"Honestly what do you do past 8?"
"Just... putting idiots in their place."
"Well, putting that aside I need that rent today."
"I don't have all of it." she said as she gave a small yawn of exhaustion from last night,
"Well how much do you have right now?"
"I don't know, 34 pounds?" this made the Land Lord sigh for bit and thought about how much this young woman has done for him and their neighbors, for you see a few months before she moved in the streets and building was home to the most ghastly people who ever roamed around the whole place, robbing and beating to whomever crossed them, but when Blake arrived to this place within the first week she drove off most of gangsters with her tactical skills and expertise in combat and weaponry,
"Well then," the Land Lord said with sentiment in his heart, "I suppose I could wait a few more days until you've earn more to pay for your stay."
"Thank you, that's very helpful I appreciate it." Blake told him with a soft smile, but he just simply scuffed it off attempting to keep his strong self in a firm state to keep appearance but Blake seemed so kind that it proved difficult to become aggressive towards her at this time.
Once he had left, Blake closed the door and began to find appropriate dress attire for the outside world, she checked the closet for any sort of trousers that has not been worn more than 3 times with no wash, luckily she was able to find this sort of leggings that she had bought about week ago, they were black with a strong leather side near the hips that give a slight restraint to her flexibility bit was still able to move through her abilities as a ex-member of the White Fang. Next to her general clothing she picked out a dark washed jacket which helped her withstand the growing cold of the season, and since she had already wore a shirt underneath she was all set to go off to her day job.
After leaving the old apartment she took a walk to the factory which was owned by Schnee Industries the people who make most of the products for Huntsmen and Vehicle transportation, although she might work there her only job in this factory was simply disposing old unused parts from automobiles the process is fairly slow but it does keep her in the only apartment that she could afford.
The walk to this place is approximately 32 kilometers away, although she could call for a cab she simply needed to save for the rent and food and the best way to the factory was to cut through Baker St. where on occasion she could see the great detective exiting or entering his apartment, normally she could overlook his cases as most of his investigations are about common criminals like the Grimm incursions or Jack The Ripper, but more recently his attention was toward the White Fang and the rumors of a new threat in town, although this should not concern her, she worries if perhaps one day Sherlock Holmes might turn his attention onto her and her acts of vigilantism in the dead of night.
But she simply shook it off as it should not affect her during work, the priority of her position in this factory is very crucial and if she missed one thing she could be relieved from her duty and that is something she defiantly cannot allow.
Once there Blake entered the gritty and oiled factory and the loud mashing of machine grinding metal on metal like ball bearings rolling around an iron bulb, but of course this is where the parts are built, her position in this place was far in the back where most of the faulty and broken parts are dumped and melted to be reused once again, and that was her job to handle the hot metals and ensure that non-metal items would not fall into the molten group.
As for co-workers none of them seem to get involved into each others work and/or personal lives, they all just stay in there stations and presume to focus and work in their own attires, upon entering the heated room Blake went to her locker and began to put on her work clothes which were a standard industrial helmet, a thick coat, worker gloves, and large harden boots.
Once placed on herself she headed over to one of her stations and began to look over and examine every piece of metal and raw material there, checking and scuffling through a large bin to make sure that no foreign objects were to enter the vat of molten metals.
After some hours of this process lunch had taken place and soon a halt has occurred for the people who were working in the back, as the whistle blew Blake and the rest of the workers went off and grabbed something to eat and though Blake did not pack any sort of lunch to her meals she did know someone who can provide whenever she had forgotten or was in a rush to work, so she headed out the back door and back onto the streets where she will find a certain little thief running around stealing only necessities for survival.
Outside she looked around every corner to see if her friend was around to lend her something to eat since he did seem to have some sort of food on him whenever see need it, but strangely enough he wasn't around this time, Blake started to wonder if he had finally been apprehended by the authorities if this were the case then she will have no choice but to find and rescue him from prison, but to this thought of exaggeration it had caught her off guard to the sneaking yellow tail that wrapped around her and pulled her through an ally where no one can see them.
When she finally broke free from her kidnapper she entered in a state of self defense to back off whoever it was that took her, but before she could do anything at all she made a sigh of relief that it had been her more recent friend that she had entrusted, Sun Wukong.
"Sun!" Blake yelled angerly, "Don't do that!"
"Pfff- hahaha. I'm sorry I couldn't resist scaring you like that. *sigh* that was good." Sun said as he went to sit down on a old but stable chair,
"Well you had me worried for a second."
"Really? Come on Blake you know the cops can't catch me, they don't even know where to look."
"Yeah but one of these day," She sighed and sat down near him on a crate,
"Nah I'll be fine, besides I only steal food remember?"
"Yeah that's true."
"Speaking of that." Sun then pulled up a small box and opened it to reveal what was inside. "Here help yourself." he then gave her an apple, bread and her personal favorite Tuna.
"Oh thanks." she said with the gratitude that he knows her so well despite that they only now each other for as long as she started to work in this factory, it was then she had forgotten every other day to bring food or just didn't have time, it was during this time Sun just recently entered Vale to get away from problems in Atlas and start a new life in this city, but one day when Blake was out thinking about buying something to eat Sun was running from the law enforcement officers for stealing a whole box of fresh fruits, it was then and there him and Blake made eye contact while running past her and with a subtle interest he gave her a wink, after that they came into some encounters now and again but over time they grew fond of eachother and just like that they were in a strong friendship where if there was a problem from any of their lives the other will help out, but it at this time now that Sun doesn't know what Blake does during her night hours.
After finishing eating Blake decided to go back to work as Break was beginning to end,
"I need to go, my shift is about to start."
"Already?" he asks hanging from a bar,
"Yes, I want to keep my job and you should find one."
"Nah if it means I can't be proud to be who I am then what good is it for?"
"It's just how the world works Sun." she says as she puts back on her coat,
"No that's how human society works, remember a lot of people think that All Faunus are like those criminals the White Fang."
"True but we have to be better than them, we have to set an example that we are just like anyone else and not apart of that group."
"Says the one with a hat or bow on her head." Sun says as he then snatches the headwear form Blake in a playful manner, she then jumps a little and then takes it back in a bit of a possessive way which proved a point to Sun's thought,
"People aren't exactly ready now, but they will soon I just know it." she commented after retrieving her hat,
"Welp, the way I see it It's taking too damn long." he says stretching and chilling back as he just hangs around for a bit,
"Be patient Sun, the day will come when we are treated as equals." she then buffs up her jacket as she readies to go back out onto the streets,
"I guess, same time tomorrow here?"
"Yeah sure, I need to save up for rent so I'll come by for the rest of the week."
"Sweet." he gets down from the bar from which he was hanging from and stands in front of Blake, "Kiss for good luck?" he says abruptly with no reason, this then threw Blake off guard, 'Why would he say such thing' she thought to herself as she looks at him with a bit of a red tint on her face, but she just simply shook it off and thought it was just another one of his jokes,
"Wha- ... oh, Sun you dork." she chuckles a little before heading off, "I'll see you soon." she shouts to him as she runs down the street, with Sun still standing in the ally saying under his breath,
"i wasn't kidding..."
(( welp I've ran outta time, I'll post more when I can cause I always just side track from things in my life. But other then that I hope you liked this chapter and I think I'll make this Sherlock/Rwby thing about as long a tedious as the actual BBC's Sherlock so the wait will but agonizing, but worth it! And that's all I have to say, I'll see ya'll in a next chapter.))