Another day, another chapter. First of all, as of this post, this fan-fic now has 36 reviews! Admittedly, 11 of those reviews came from one guy and another was literally the letter 'b' so...yeah. Onto other news, the people have voted on the great Lopez the Heavy and he will speak...well you'll find out soon enough. Anyway, on with the show!
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Chapter 4:- New Toys
Locus and Felix followed the pirate through the temple corridors. There was nothing but silence between the trio. The duo had no idea what the pirate wanted to show them, or why he couldn't just tell them.
"This better be worth it...for your sake!" Felix quietly warned as they exited the temple, the midday sun glinting off their armour as the pirate continued walking forward.
"Y-yes sir!" the pirate sputtered out, worry weaved in his voice. The pirate stopped in the middle of the courtyard, the two leaders looking around for any out of the ordinary object.
"I give up, is it invisible?" Felix asked, raising his hands slightly in mock surrender. Almost immediately, a loud grinding noise echoed around them. Everyone turned to the western gate, which was beginning to open slowly. Almost immediately, Jackson and his troop came marching through followed by...prisoners?
Most of the captives, save for two, were wearing a uniform of some sort. White body armour covered their chest while a black hooded jumper of some sort went underneath. Black combat trousers covered their legs along with a pair of military grade boots, some of which had knife sheaths attached to them. Steel bracers covered their fore-arms while a mask shaped like a skull covered the upper half of their face. But that wasn't what caught everyone's attention. While the prisoners looked human, there were multiple appendages that clearly belonged to animals attached. Deer horns, monkey tails, cat ears, you name it! Locus and Felix stared in complete awe at the sight they were seeing.
"All right, this was totally worth it..." Felix whispered, earning a grateful sigh from the pirate escort. Felix then walked forward until he was directly next to Locus. "Recognise the uniform?" he whispered. The repetitive use of black and white made him think Fed soldiers, but he had never seen anything like them in the field.
"No, never seen anything like them." Locus quickly answered. Felix guessed as much, the animal body-parts were really the big give away.
"Then where did they come from?" Felix asked, worry strong in his voice. These people had seemingly come out of nowhere and ended up on Chorus which to Felix was worrying.
"Only one way to find out..." Locus replied, walking towards Jackson while also ignoring his partner.
"Great to see you're on typical douche-bag form, as always!" Felix jeered, flicking a quick middle finger at Locus before joining him.
Locus continued forward, ignoring his partners insult as well as the murmurs from his fellow colleagues. He only stopped when he was nearly face to face with the leader of the troop: Jackson.
"Locus, Felix, thought you might like these." the pirate stated, gesturing to the captives as he spoke.
"Who are they?" Locus asked, he wouldn't play around with words like Felix, he was straight to the point.
"No idea. One minute they weren't there, the next its raining bodies." Jackson replied.
'Unfortunate…' Locus thought, he had hoped for an answer but all he got was more questions.
"But," Jackson started, interrupting Locus' train of thought, "they did have some fancy new toys.". This immediately gained Locus and Felix's attention. Jackson whistled to one of the pirates, who in return handed him a teleportation cube. Jackson activated the cube and almost immediately a stockpile of weaponry, the likes of which neither of them had ever seen before, materialised before them.
"Holy crap, looks like Christmas came early!" Felix joyfully said, kneeling down to examine the weapons.
"What should we do with them?" Jackson asked, shrugging towards the prisoners. Locus pondered for a moment, their orders were to eliminate all inhabitants but as far as he could tell, this was unheard of. Charon would have to be notified of this discovery, but in the meantime…
"Send them into Containment, keep them under guard until further notice." Locus ordered, gaining a nod from Jackson who quickly relayed the order. Locus turned to Felix who was still engrossed on the weaponry before him. "Gather the gear up, lets see what we've got."
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Armonia, Main Armoury
Ruby and Weiss waited patiently at the curb outside the armoury. As far as she could tell, Grif had probably died halfway back, Simmons got distracted by an outdated web browser and Caboose was on his sixtieth lap of the city.
'Man, that guy sure does run fast…' Ruby thought as Caboose ran past them again. Ruby turned to see Weiss fidgeting with Myrtenaster, ensuring the scientists hadn't damaged it while running their tests on the weapon.
"What's wrong?" Weiss asked, barely turning her head to face Ruby.
"Nothing..." Ruby lied, gaining a quick sigh from Weiss who stopped tinkering with the Rapier and turned her full attention to Ruby before raising an eyebrow.
"Ruby, I know when you're lying. You give off a bunch of weird signals and you're doing all of them." Weiss stated, glaring at Ruby. Ruby looked left to right, clearly nervous. She then sighed in defeat, clearly having been beaten.
"Well...It's jus-" Ruby was interrupted by quick and rapid panting. Both huntresses turned to see Simmons who merely stared at them while Grif had nearly keeled over, clearly the source of the panting.
"Oh god...oh god...remind me to kill...whoever made...sprint a...button..." Grif managed to say between breaths.
"Wait...what?" Simmons inquired, clearly just as confused as everyone else.
"Just...ignore me...my brain...is suffering...from lack of...oxygen..." Grif replied, nearly falling forward at the statement.
"Yeah, I hate it when that happens!" Caboose chimed in, having finished running and appeared to look no worse for wear.
"All right, should we look for Yang now?" Ruby asked, seemingly back to her normal self.
"I still...demand to know...who the fuck is Yang?" Grif said, having slightly recovered from his torturous trek.
"Are you on about the blonde girl who was here a moment ago?"
Ruby, Weiss, Grif, Simmons and Caboose turned to the sound of the new voice. Standing before them was a man wearing a pink version of Grif and Simmons armour and behind him was what was assumed to be an android of some sort. The armour was coloured brown and was notably bulkier but the helmet was the same as his comrades.
"¿No es obvio? La rubia con las tetas grandes, dijo que su nombre era Yang y que ella estaba buscando a sus amigos. (Isn't it obvious? The blonde with the big tits said her name was Yang and that she she was looking for her friends.)" the robot asked, clearly aware everyone present couldn't understand him.
"Good idea Lopez, we should introduce ourselves to establish a better line of communication!" the flamboyant pink man replied, rushing forward to the confused group.
"Vete a la mierda… (Fuck you...)" Lopez replied before joining his comrade.
"Aww, I love you to Lopez!" the man happily replied.
"Great, these two..." Grif solemnly stated, followed by Simmons sighing in apparent defeat.
"Errr, who are you?" Ruby asked, raising an eyebrow as she spoke. The pink soldier turned to face her before speaking.
"The names Donut and I must say, that is a beautiful skirt!" the man said as he looked Ruby up and down.
"Oh, errr, thanks I think..." Ruby replied sheepishly. Not many people complemented her choice of clothing so it was strange to actually be noticed for it.
"But seriously, loose the combat boots they just ruin the whole look!" Donut finished before turning to Weiss "And don't even get me started on your choice of style!"
"What are you-" Weiss began before she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to see Grif and Simmons practically begging.
"Please don't, because he will not shut up!" Grif pleaded.
"This one time, he spent the entire day complaining about the colour pallet of our armour! Some shit about 'Autumn' or something!" Simmons added.
Ruby and Weiss looked at one another before deciding that for once, Grif and Simmons were right.
"Who's the robot?" Ruby asked, pointing towards the brown armoured soldier.
"Hola, mi nombre es López el Heavy. (Hello, my name is Lopez the Heavy.)" Lopez replied, looking on as everyone just gave him a blank stare.
"Más personas que no saben Español. Excelente. (More people who don't know Spanish. Great.)" Lopez remarked almost sarcastically.
"His names Lopez, and we're best buds! Ain't that right Lopez?" Donut said, turning to the droid for confirmation.
"Amigo es una palabra grande. Yo diría que somos más Conocidos. (Friend is a big word. I would say we are more acquaintances.)" was Lopez's quick reply.
Ruby and Weiss looked at one another in slight confusion before turning to face Donut again.
"You mentioned you saw a blonde woman here a moment ago?" Ruby asked, interrupting the conversation.
"That's right!" Donut replied, turning to face the group aswell.
"By any chance did she ask for something called 'Ember Cilica'?" Ruby asked again.
"Great, another nerd who names their weapon..." Grif half-heartedly said, irking both Ruby and Weiss slightly.
"You mean the shotgun gloves?" Donut asked, tilting his head slightly.
"Yes!" Ruby joyfully replied, pointing a finger at Donut in victory.
"Yeah, asked about two girls saying she was looking for them. You wouldn't happen to know them would you?" Donut asked, causing Ruby and Weiss to sigh slightly.
"She was on about us..." Ruby said in defeat.
"Oh, that makes sense I guess..." Donut replied, still cheer in his voice.
"Did she say where she was going?" Weiss asked, realising her partner was somewhat exhausted by the soldiers naivety.
"I wasn't really paying attention, I was too busy looking at her hair. Man was that stuff well kept..." Donut dreamily replied.
"Yeah, she does love her hair..." Ruby laughed, rubbing the back of her head slightly.
"But she could have done without those clothes in my opinion." Donut finished, catching both Ruby and Weiss off guard.
"Dude, that's my sister you're talking about!" Ruby shouted almost disgustedly.
"Wait for it..." Grif interrupted, causing Ruby and Weiss to look at him in confusion.
"That doesn't excuse her poor fashion sense! I mean seriously, what is this, 21st Century? I don't think so!" Donut continued to ramble, causing Ruby and Weiss to sigh in slight relief.
"Hablando de la chica rubia, que está en su camino aquí con Sarge. (Speaking of the blonde chick, she's on her way here with Sarge.)" Lopez butted in, unaware of the current conversation.
"You're right Lopez, red and white armour would have been better than what she's wearing!" Donut replied, turning his attention to the robot.
"¿Esperar lo? (Wait, what?)"
"All right, were do you think she would go Weiss?" Ruby asked, ignoring Lopez.
"I've no idea, she could be anywhere." Weiss replied, ignoring the gestures Lopez was making.
"It'll take us hours to search the entire city, especially with only four of us! Five if you count Caboose for some reason!" Simmons rebutted.
"Hello." Caboose said, his first real involvement in the conversation.
"Ella es, literalmente, a la vuelta de la esquina! Se le tomará un segundo o dos para encontrarla! (She's literally just around the corner! It'll take you a second or two to find her!)" Lopez replied almost exasperatedly.
"Not now Lopez!" Grif snapped, turning to face the group again.
"All right, we should split up and search a segment of the city before coming back here in an hour." Weiss suggested, gaining approving nods from everyone.
"Hey guys, what's up?"
Ruby, Weiss, Grif, Simmons, Caboose, Donut and Lopez turned and saw Yang standing with her arms crossed with Sarge not far behind.
"Yang!" Ruby shouted happily, rushing towards her and nearly toppling the blonde brawler over.
"That seemed anti-climatic..." Donut whispered.
"Why didn't you tell us Lopez?" Grif accusingly questioned the robot.
"You've failed us big times here you old pile of rust!" Simmons insulted before walking off with the rest of the group.
"Voy a matar a todos poco a poco, empezando por el rosado. (I am going to kill you all slowly, starting with the pink one.)" Lopez promised in a menacing tone.
"No point apologising Lopez, it's a little late for that now!" Donut shouted back to the robot.
"Y voy a disfrutarlo! (And I'll enjoy it!)" Lopez quickly rebutted, turning to join the others. As the huntresses caught up with one another, Sarge turned his attention to red team.
"Grif, Simmons, I need your help in a dire mission of utmost importance!" Sarge said, causing the two soldiers to merely look at one another before facing Sarge.
"I'm afraid to ask, but what is this mission?" Grif questioned, gaining the full attention of Sarge.
"Gentlemen, I am going to construct a set of shotgun gauntlets!" Sarge stated in a rather confident manner. Simmons and Grif merely looked at the Sarge, believing he may have finally succumbed to madness.
"I knew I shouldn't have asked..." Grif whispered to himself.
"Wait, if you're going to build them, why do you need us?" Simmons asked, fearing he already knew the answer. Sarge merely laughed before speaking.
"I may be building them, but I need some idiots to test them on now don't I?" Sarge almost happily replied, causing Grif to sigh in defeat.
"Oh, can we come as well?" Donut asked, gesturing to both himself and Lopez.
"Of course, could use another test subje- I mean 'volunteer' to test the weapons when they're finished...and someone to clean up the mess afterwards." Sarge said, looking at Lopez for the last part.
"Whatever, lets get this over with." Grif muttered, heading to the workshop.
"Ah quit your belly aching dirt-bag!" Sarge replied, followed by Simmons and Donut.
"Esta puede ser la mejor peor idea que he tenido. (This may be the best worst idea you've ever had.)" Lopez said, before he followed in after them. Now standing outside the armoury was Weiss, Ruby, Yang and Caboose who merely watched as the red's disappeared into the building.
"So, how's it been?" Yang asked, turning to face Ruby and Weiss.
"Guys, we need to talk..." Weiss said, causing Yang and Ruby to look at her.
"What would you like to talk about?" Caboose asked, slightly startling the huntresses, having completely forgotten the Blue soldiers presence.
"Not with you, with my friends!" Weiss hissed slightly.
"Yeah I don't see the difference." Caboose replied, causing Weiss to growl slightly.
"Caboose," Ruby said, gaining the soldiers attention. "What Weiss is trying to say is...what are you staring at?" The huntresses followed Caboose's gaze and found him staring at Yang's breasts.
"Hey, eyes up here dimwit!" Yang shouted, using her arms to cover her chest.
"Oh I'm sorry, your chest is...really distracting for some reason." Caboose apologised, turning to face Ruby again.
"Caboose," Ruby started again. "I want you too...oh for goodness sake, stop staring at Yang's breasts!"
"Sorry...sorry..." Caboose said yet again. He looked around before staring at Ruby again. "Hello!"
Ruby sighed, placing her hand on her forehead in defeat.
"Caboose, I need you to listen VERY carefully to me." Weiss said, gaining Caboose's attention.
"I have been told I am an excellent listener!" Caboose stated confidently.
"Yeah, we noticed." Yang deadpanned, her arms still crossed over her chest.
"I just spoke to your friend Church." Weiss said. After Caboose had started calling her 'Lady Church', she assumed that there was a 'Church' that Caboose was very close to. And judging from his reaction, the assumption was correct.
"You did?" Caboose asked almost immediately. "Did you notice the resemblance?"
"Yes I did Caboose." Weiss lied. She was by far the worst liar in the group but Caboose was eating it up. "But he didn't see the resemblance, so why don't you go tell him how wrong he is."
"Oh, Church is never wrong! But then again, you are a lady version of Church so you can't be wrong either...where is he?" Caboose quickly asked, leaving no time to pause and think over what he was saying.
"On the other side of the city." Weiss replied, a small grin on her face.
"Okay, don't worry Church, I'm coming!" Caboose shouted, before running off into the armoury.
"Wrong way!" Weiss shouted as a loud banging noise was heard in the workshop.
"I knew that!" Caboose shouted as he ran out the workshop and to the other side of the city. Weiss waited a few seconds before deciding it was safe.
"Okay, now we can talk." Weiss said, turning to face her friends as Yang unfolded her arms.
"Was it just me or was that guy a little slow?" Yang asked, cocking her head slightly.
"Yeah..." Ruby sighed, rubbing her temple. Yang simply shrugged before turning to Weiss.
"So, what do you want to talk about?" Yang asked, turning the attention to the Heiress.
"We need to talk about Blake..." Weiss said.
The joyful look on Yangs face disappeared almost immediately. "What about her?" Yang enquired.
"Don't you think it's a little strange that we're here yet Blake is nowhere to be found?" Weiss asked.
"Not really, why?" Yang asked, her eyes narrowing slightly.
"Think about it, a half human half animal creature lands on your doorstep and is nearly dead from exhaustion. Also take into account that she is surrounded by a shield of natural energy and can generate a clone of herself. Wouldn't you want to know what makes something like that 'tick'?" Weiss summarised, raising an eyebrow at the end of the sentence.
"That's an unlikely scenario!" Yang rebutted. "Besides, what about the White Fang and Torchwick? We haven't seen them around have we?"
"Who says they aren't being experimented on as well?" Weiss countered.
"Well we think these guys are telling the truth, right Ruby?" Yang said, crossing her arms. Yang then turned to Ruby, wondering what was taking her sister so long to answer. "Ruby?"
Ruby looked around sheepishly, her hands behind her back while she twirled her foot in a small circle. "I'm sorry Yang, but I'm kinda with Weiss on this one..." She finally said, shocking Yang.
"What! But these guys saved you!" Yang exclaimed, holding her arms out in disbelief.
"Just because they saved me, doesn't mean we can trust them! Dad always said never trust strangers and that's what we're doing!" Ruby replied, causing Yang to look away in slight disgust.
"Look, the point is we won't find out the truth just standing around here talking about it!" Weiss interrupted. Yang and Ruby looked at one another before sighing and turning to Weiss.
"I suppose you have a plan?" Yang asked half-heartedly.
"As a matter of fact, I do."
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Unidentified Alien Temple
Locus and Felix had left one of the scientists to play around and study the weaponry for about an hour now. The two space pirates entered the mock up lab made by the scientist, who was being watched by Jackson and two other pirates.
"So, what have we got?" Felix questioned, causing the scientist to turn and face him.
"Nothing much, I'm afraid." the scientist replied. "Most of the gear here, while exotic in design, doesn't carry as much fire-power as the hybrid weapons do."
"Most of these weapons are just melee weapons though..." Felix said, gesturing to the weapon pile behind him.
"Exactly my point." the scientist replied, causing Felix to tilt his head back in slight confusion.
"Can anything be salvaged?" Locus asked, ignoring his comrades confusion.
"I'm afraid not, all the gear hear isn't compatible with our own. The only ammo clips that will fit are the ones carried by these...things." the pirate replied, a hint of disgust as he referred to the prisoners.
Felix sighed and lowered his head in defeat. "So much for Christmas, now it's just the opposite of Christmas..." Felix said, shaking his head in defeat.
"Hanukkah?" one of the space pirates asked.
"I wasn't asking dumb ass!" Felix said, clearly agitated.
"Actually, it wasn't all a complete failure." the scientist clarified, gaining Locus and Felix's attention once again. The scientist turned around and produced a simple looking cane.
"A cane? Is that it? What, you expect us to beat them like a bad kid at school?" Felix asked, his voice rising slightly.
The scientist merely clasped his hand on the base of the cane and aimed the handle at one of the pirates legs. The pirate went to move, but was stopped by Locus. The scientist pressed a button and the handle shot forward, hooking itself onto the pirates ankle.
"What the-"
The scientist let go of the button and the handle zipped back to the cane, knocking the pirate off his feet.
"Okay, that was pretty cool..." Felix chuckled as the pirate began to get back up.
"So it works somewhat like the grapple gun?" Locus theorised, gesturing to the very device attached to Jacksons right thigh.
"In a way, yes." the scientist replied.
"Does it have any other properties?" Locus enquired.
"We also discovered that the 'cane' also fires a volatile projectile that explodes upon contact." the scientist added. "I...will not demonstrate it for obvious reasons." the scientist added, causing the previous 'test subject' to sigh in relief.
"While that was pretty cool and all, anything else that could be of use?" Felix asked, causing Locus to turn to him before reverting his gaze to the scientist.
The scientist turned around again and produced a long grey and black katana with a long black ribbon on the hilt.
"A sword? Please tell me that isn't it?" Felix asked, clearly unimpressed with the weapon.
The scientist pressed a button on the hilt of the blade and almost immediately it transformed into a long barrelled pistol.
"Impressive..." Locus said, taking the weapon and examining it carefully.
"Now that is awesome!" Felix said, turning to the pile of weapons and picking up a menacing short sword. "What about this one doc? Does it transform from a sword into a death laser or something?"
"No, that's just a normal sword..." the scientist sheepishly replied.
Felix merely dropped the weapon and gave a look to everyone in the room that said they were dead if anyone ever found out about this embarrassing moment.
"Jackson, who did these weapons belong to?" Locus asked as he checked the chamber of the recently acquired pistol before morphing it back into its katana form.
Jackson clicked a few buttons on his left wrist as a holographic image of two individuals came up. One was a man in his mid thirties, wearing what could only be described as a gentlemen's attire. The other was a girl, perhaps seventeen. She had long black hair with a matching black bow on top. She wore a black and white skirt and trouser combo whilst black ribbons wrapped around her fore-arms.
"Prisoner one-eight and prisoner one-nine." Jackson replied. "When we initially found the group, the girl seemed to be their prisoner. Called her a traitor and all sorts." Locus looked on at the holograms, their image being burnt into his brain. If any of the prisoners were to speak, then it would most likely be these two. Locus' train of thought was interrupted yet again, this time by his helmet comms.
"Locus, this is Tower Security. We got Feds and Republicans on our western border, they aren't too close but could find us by accident."
"How many?" Locus asked.
"About ten of them, sending you and Felix co-ordinates now." the pirate on the other side of the comms replied. Almost immediately, Locus' helm lit up with a message of a set of co-ordinates.
"Felix, take a group of men and deal with the intruders." Locus said, turning to leave the building and gesturing Jackson to follow him.
"Yeah, and what are you going to do?" Felix asked as Locus passed through the doorway.
"To get some answers..."
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Unknown Alien Temple, Containment Facility
Blake sat in the cell and focused on remaining calm. This was a nightmare scenario that she had been trained for, all members of the White Fang had been trained for. While they would rather die, in the event of capture, it was preached that you must remain calm. Anger would only lead to further retaliation from the captors but most importantly, you must remain patient! Patience, it seemed, was a virtue the White Fang did not possess. The White Fang were all banging on their cells, yelling insults to their captors.
'Looks like meditation is out of the question.' Blake thought to herself. She turned and watched as the White Fang continued to make a fuss inside their cells. Each cell was square shaped with a low roof at a measly seven foot. In the centre of the roof was a single circular light that flickered on and off from time to time. The walls to her left, right and back were completely bare while in front of her was the cells entrance. Unlike most cells which had bars or a door, in front of her was a one-way shield. The captors could enter if necessary, but nothing could get out. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a door opening and turned. She saw two figures walk down the steps.
The first she immediately recognised as the leader of the squad that captured her, Jackson she believed he was called. The second however, she had seen only briefly upon arriving, but now she was getting a good clear look at him.
He was slightly taller than the other soldiers in the area and seemed to stand with a sense of authority around him, the leader perhaps. On his back were two weapons, one was a pump action shotgun while the other looked somewhat like a Tommy Gun, whilst strapped to his right thigh was a pistol. His armour was also different to the others. While it was still grey, it had a green trim in multiple parts of the armour. In addition to a different colour scheme, his armour was large and bulky, whilst also allowing enough movement to be somewhat flexible. But the most eye-catching thing about him was his helmet. It looked almost eerily like those worn by Atlesian soldiers, but there was a mouthpiece attached that made the helmet almost look like a skull. The soldier walked a few feet before stopping in front of Blake's and Torchwick's cell.
"Take these two, we have a few questions to ask." The soldier said. His voice was deep and menacing, which wasn't helped by the voice filter the soldier had.
Two of the soldiers began to press a few buttons on the outside of the door and the shield deactivated. Before Blake could even move the soldier grabbed her arm and dragged her out, throwing her on the floor. Blake took a sharp inhale upon falling. Her ankle, while it had slightly healed, still hurt like hell. The soldier picked her up and shoved her forward.
"Move it!" the man ordered, prodding her with the barrel of his rifle. Blake moved and saw that Torchwick had received more or less the same treatment, causing her to slightly smile. As they were escorted away, one of the White Fang seemed to get their attention.
"Fucking cowards, why don't you unlock this door and see who comes out on top in a real fight!"
The escort stopped as the leader turned to face the White Fang. He was young, early twenties perhaps. He wore the basic garments of a White Fang recruit while a set of bull horns tore through the hood. The leader stopped mere inches from the cell, his calm posture a stark contrast to the bull faunus rash attitude.
"Is that a threat?" the soldier asked, his voice almost robotic.
"More like a promise you little piece of-"
BANG!
The leader stood there holding out his pistol, smoke leaving the barrel. The White Fang slowly slumped to the floor, a red hole the size of a golf ball in the centre of his head. The other White Fang looked on in horror as the soldier raised his pistol looking around the cells. Confident his work was done, he placed the pistol back onto his thigh before moving forward. Blake could only hope that whatever the soldier had in store for her, it was nowhere near as gruelling as that…
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Well, another chapter complete. Sorry if these past chapters have seemed a little slow, but if I have action in almost every chapter I feel like I'm taking away from the important fight scenes that will occur later on. In the meantime, don't forget to leave your reviews and constructive criticism is welcome. If you have any questions about the fic, don't be afraid to PM me and I will either get back to you in a reply or the next chapter. And to any Rooster Teeth sponsors out there, I hope you enjoy RWBY Volume Three.
Edit: I have no idea what happened with the text wall at all. I did what I usually do with chapters but it somehow managed to fuck it up. Hopefully fixed it now.
Raging Archon out.