Adam Taurus, head of the notorious White Fang, was not a man to mess with on a good day.
This wasn't a good day.
First, he woke up at 7 AM. Two hours later than usual, so he missed his morning meeting. Second, his coffee was cold. The last thing took the cake though. His most trusted Lieutenant, merely nicknamed Chains, had seemingly gone mad, and attacked his own personally train squad.
"Lieutenant, stand down." He ordered, sword undrawn but ready.
Chains, a massive man with an equally giant chain-saw/sword was standing amongst a few of his underlings… all of which were on the ground bleeding.
The mountain of a man turned to face his command. His mask was gone, revealing a stone cold stare.
There was something off about him. His movements were robotic, and there was something strange clinging to his left ear.
Before Adam could tell, Chains charged, behemoth sword raised above his head.
Taurus simply sidestepped, and turned quickly to face his opponent.
"Chains. Stand down, or-" The chainsword struck out with unwexpected speed, nearly beheading the swordsman.
Adam barely blocked in time, still not fully unsheathing his red blade.
"Last chance. Stop attacking now, or I will use force." Adam tried once again, this time catching a glimpse of an odd red glowing contraption on Chains' left ear.
The giant smirked eerily, "You cannot beat me, little man. You never could, and never will."
His voice, like his movements, were strange. Almost monotonous.
Again with unreal speed, Chains' backhanded Adam's chest, sending the man tumbling into a tent.
Now he was pissed.
"Very well. Consider yourself discharged." Adam said, spitting, and charged.
Adam had fought Chains' many times, and knew all his moves.
Sadly, the same could be said of the giant.
The duel was furious, but evenly matched.
For the first time in forever, the surviving grunts watched their two leaders fight for their lives.
Adam was gaining momentum, but all that was stopped, when Chains' fist smashed into his opponent's visor, breaking it cleanly in half.
He didn't stop there. Using Taurus' momentary shock, Chains' entire hand grabbed Adam's face, and pulled the smaller man off his feet.
"Gah!" Adam said in pain in surprise when he felt his head slam into the ground, creating a small crater.
Chains' massive form loomed over him, silhouetted in the sunlight, and raising his sword tip down for a finishing blow.
"Chains, NO!" Adam shouted, but the tip came down.
Using the last of his energy, Adam managed to divert the heavy blade away, causing it to sink into the ground, all the way to the hilt.
Adam looked quickly for his weapon, and saw it had flown a few feet away.
He made a dive for it, but something caught his leg.
"No you don't, little man…" Came the monotonous voice behind him, and Adam was dragged back by his foot.
'Dammit! He's strong… too strong…' Adam thought.
He felt Chains' other arm wrap around his captured leg, and sudden pain exploded through his body.
"Aaaargh!" He couldn't help but scream.
Turning to look, he saw Chains' hand wrapped around his foot… which was now backward.
His vision became fuzzy, and a primal roar of anger wracked through him, and he dove forward, head down.
"Gah!" He heard the other man cry as his head connected with his own.
Adam's smaller horns had managed to pierce his aura, and drive themselves into his torso.
Adam repeated the move again and again, driving the large man to his knees.
Adam rose shakily, balancing on his one good foot.
This time, Adam took a good long look at what device was on Chains' ear.
It was a simple red greenchopper.
A communications device.
Adam reached out and pulled it from his ear.
Chains' cried out, and began to convulse.
The greenchopper wasn't so simple, as it was now shown to have several tiny, bloody wires connected to Chains' head.
Adam yanked the last of it out, and Chains' collapsed, seemingly dead.
"We-gah-must find whoever is responsible for this." Adam ordered his remaining men, before turning and limping back into his tent.
Perhaps oversleeping wouldn't be too bad anymore…
*Elsewhere*
"Oh… oh well…" The woman said, watching the screen fade to black.
"We seem to have lost our White Fang informant. At least for now…" She said, turning to the figure behind her.
"General. Be a dear and fetch him for me. Those impudent faunus won't stick around much longer…"
The general nodded, sweating.
"Oh general… still fighting it are we?" She cooed.
General Ironwood nodded again, slowly, but still causing the device in his ear to wobble.
"You don't seem to like your new accessory… should I remove it?"
Ironwood looked at her with rage and fear, but answered, "No, Madam Fall."
The ship suddenly shuddered.
"Hm… it seems like more of your human soldiers decided to make a mess… Take a few mechs and clear them up for me." Cinder ordered.
He nodded again, and marched robotically out of the room.
"Now, back to those traitorous children of mine…" She spoke to herself, and began typing orders into a nearby console.
A/N: Wow... the arrival of episode 12 made me change some things in my initial story arc. Haven't changed things in the past chapters, but this story is gonna take a different path now that things were revealed. Also, am thinking of an idea for a new fanfic, but want someone's help, maybe make a collab. PM me for details! (AU Role Reversal. Cinder and company are good, Ozpin and company are evil. Will be like the show, but characters are switched.) Going to post new story to be a taste of what I'm planning. Gonna call it Role Reversal. THERE WILL BE NO OCs in my fic. Also, made a mistake while labeling chapters, hence the odd name.