Despite everything else running through my mind, looking out from the top of the cliff at the wide expanse of Forever fall was always just breathtaking. A sea of crimson leaved trees as far as the eye could see in almost every direction, Vale's massive wall, barely visible even to her eyes, at this massive distance, far to the south. And far below, the train tracks that the Schnees had built high above the floor of the forest, to protect from the Grimm below blocking tracks.

I leaned forward to look out on the forest, feeling my sword shift familiarly and comfortably and rested my off hand on it habitually. It had been a gift from Adam, after I mentioned that I liked his own, and I had put it to very good use since getting it. Appearing almost like a katana in shape and design, my chokuto was slightly straighter than a katana and shorter than Adam's, with serrated edges along the lower third of it to inflict maximum damage on any and all unlucky enough to taste it. Unlike Adam's however, mine had no guard whatsoever, with a black hilt with white wrappings. On the reverse side of my sword, a small dip in the sword's tip revealed the barrel of the mid-caliber rifle that was built into the sword.

Engraved on the blade and wrapped around the white sheathe wrappings was a number of red slashes, just like the WF's tears, one for each Schnee I had killed, a feat few accomplished. I had six. Above it, a simple engraving stood, unfamiliar to the engravers. Being from Earth, I knew them well. 记住他们. Chinese letters that, unknown to the engravers, carried my guilt, reminding me of each one- Remember Them. As I was right handed, the first engraving I saw if I took the time to put my sword up, flat facing me, was the empty steel of the blade.

On my left hand, I had a pair of claws, one on each finger. The bracer and gauntlet that did so was a seemingly simple bracer, but the gauntlet did one thing- form claws on my fingers.

Blake came up to me a few moments, looking lost in thought. "So, sis- Any reason I'm here? You and Adam could have done this easily all on your own."

"Just a simple thing, really. We needed a few more hands for this. This is low-priority though, so don't worry too much about things." I hated lying to Blake like this, as though it was no problem. The real reason was simple- the two of us were the best assassins they had. The markings on my sword were not just for the Schnee I had killed, but also for the countless others I had killed to get to my targets. Blake was here to raid anything she could while we went through the train on our own mission.

Our ears perked as we heard a distant train whistle, preventing any possible conflict Blake would or could cause with me if she found out our actual goals, and I sheathed my sword quickly, catching Adam's eye when he stepped into view. "Let's do this." And then we jumped off the cliff, just like I remembered just barely from the show. As the train came hurtling towards us, I jumped first, extending the claws on my left hand as I slammed into the roof, my claws dragging as I slid down the train's roof and did my utmost to ignore the painful sound of tearing and scraping metal as I slid, leaving a series of gouges behind me.

I stood up easily, feeling the wind rushing through my hair easily as I slowly walked to the entry hatch. Adam opened it easily with a slash, and I jumped down, followed by Blake and Adam.

"Huh. Guess this'll be fun after all…" I said easily, popping my sword from it's sheathe a little bit and putting my hand around my sword as the AK-130s around us activated.

Adam and Blake nodded, the three of us familiar with our personal fighting styles. "Looks like they're going with the hard way." Adam said easily as they started to circle us. Their arms swapped to gun mode as they leveled them at us, their 'Voice' sounding out.

"INTRUDER. IDENTIFY YOURSELF."

Adam's sword shot out of his sheathe with a bang, hitting an android and caving in its metallic head as I turned, slashing into one that was behind the two of them and bisecting them easily. Blake followed Adam, and I heard the breaking of metal as I focused on my own fight.

I pried open a box, looking back at the car we had just left, filled with destroyed bits and pieces of those frankly useless security mechs. Even in the show, with two people, I distantly remembered that part being easy, and I'd started sorting through one of the crates to make sure we had the right one right after the fight.

"Perfect. Move up and we'll set the charges." I idly remembered this scene. It was important somehow…

"What about the crew?" Blake asked apprehensively.

"What about them?" Adam asked unflinchingly coldly as I froze, finally remembering exactly what had happened on this train.

"Hold up… Doesn't the SDC use Faunus crew?" I asked, hoping to help my younger sister a bit, and standing up fully to look at the tense duo.

"Collateral damage. Besides, they knew what they signed up for. And more importantly, who they signed up with." He snarled, and I looked at Blake and bit my lip. I couldn't kill Faunus. We were supposed to protect them from the humans. Of course, there were a few good ones, like 'Birdie', A boy who had helped us a few years ago. Either one of us could have died in Vale's winter that year, harsh as they almost always were.

"Luna. Adam..." I heard Blake start to say apprehensively as we turned, a spider droid dropping from the roof with a loud clanging and smashing. Whatever Blake could have said - and I knew what she would say, honestly - was left for now as a result.

Its first barrage was easily dodged by the three of us, though it did rock the train car noticeably, and I groaned in frustration. Compared to the coming storm, this was preferred, but that didn't mean I liked the blasted thing. It charged it's larger, multi-laser, and I lifted my sword, shooting at one of the ejection fields for the plasma beam.

"Left!" Adam barked loudly, and the three of us jumped to the left immediately when he spoke, the beam curving upwards and to the right. The near miss still had enough force to send us flying, and we roughly landed on a flatbed train car as the spider droid worked it's way through the hole in the wall, it's cannons now converted to barrage mode. "Everyone okay?!"

"Yes!" We both barked loudly, mostly out of habit.

"That will disable the cannon for a while…" I said, as the 'barrels' of the disabled cannon opened and a bullet dropped out of it. "Or not!"

"Buy me some time!" Adam yelled, as he sheathed his sword, focusing. I frowned, familiar with his semblance, and focused on the droid.

"Move!" Adam commanded as the droid shifted to multi-lazer mode. The two of us jumped back behind Adam as it fired, only to be stopped by Adam's sword as his Semblance processed it.

He gave a malevolent, almost evil, laugh as the beam ended, the Droid's AI deciding to crush him, and then the world seemed to stop. Crates were sliced in half as his blade seared the air. In the distance, the leaves of trees were broken off, leaving the trees bare as the force severed their stems. The droid had no chance to react, much less strike Adam, before it disintegrated before it had landed.

And in that one moment, a blink of my eye, it was over.

"Alright th-" Adam said, turning. "Blake…"

"Goodbye." I turned, hearing what she had said but not comprehending it, looking at Blake as she hesitantly looked back at me and Adam, before cutting the connectors between our cars with a sense of finality. The train cars slowed, and I sighed as I looked at Adam, suddenly realizing that I HADN'T made Blake's life better.

"Luna-" He said, as I gave him a quick peck on the cheek, giving him a pained smile.

"I'm sorry. I can't kill Faunus… We've changed, and not for the better." And with that, I jumped onto the train with Blake. I could feel Blake looked at me in shock as I stared at the rapidly diminishing image of Adam in the distance, staring at me with his removed mask in his hands with a look of pure pain on his eyes as his sword clattered to the train and he fell to his knees, still staring at me. I looked away, unable to meet his eyes.

"Why?" Blake asked, her grip on her sword tightening anxiously. She was willing to attack me to go free?

"I refuse to kill Faunus. We were supposed to protect them, not…" I trailed off anxiously, reaching up to thumb a finger across my White Fang patch nervously," Anything else…"

"What about the Humans you killed, then?!" Blake growled as I raised my sword to my arm.

"Aside from the Schnees, every human I have killed has been a threat. What use is equality if there's nobody to be equals to?" Blake blinked, shocked at my obviously well-thought out beliefs, and I sheathed my sword and tore the last few threads of the patch off almost violently, taking a look at it. The White Fang's symbol stood out at me, the outside of the patch a large playing card's Spade. "Things… change." I stood still, looking at the patch before letting the wind catch it. "So, sis, what are we doing now? You do have a plan, right?"

"I was going to go into Beacon. I have the paperwork finished and everything, but it's a few days before the minimum time requirement. I was going to turn it in today..." Blake shrugged with a sigh, gesturing at the train behind them.

"So, we get off this train, I grab some paperwork for Beacon after you give them yours, and I get started. Sounds easy enough, compared to everything else we've done." I chuckled lightly, turning and walking to the edge of the train," We could jump now, it's survivable… maybe."

"At this distance from Vale? I'd rather wait a bit, I don't know we both could make that trek in Grimm territory." Blake argued, looking off towards the still distant walls anxiously.

"But if we wait too long, we might get caught by the SDC." Luna countered, pointing at the equally distant plumes of smoke that betrayed a factory further to them than the walls proper, but with a manned checkpoint in the wall.

"Good point." Blake conceded quietly, grimacing at the thought.

"And so what was your explanation to Beacon?"

"I was born outside the walls." Blake explained easily and quickly, gesturing around them," Rare enough I'd be undocumented, but common enough not to be questioned."

"So we're just a few immigrants to Vale. Walk in the front door, they'll accept us once we talk about how we want to become Huntresses, wanna help people and shit, maybe spin a story about Grimm killing our village." I waved my hand almost dismissively, more at the security that would buy such a flimsy story than anything else, although I could see the reasoning. Dozens of villages were lost every month, especially the smaller ones that tended to branch away from the larger.

"Let's keep it simple. Born in Atlas, first eight years of our life were in Atlas. Spent the next nine years in a village with other people before our village was destroyed totally." Blake always tended to think things through better, and faster, than I did somehow.

"Sounds good. Now… Let's get off this train, shall we?" I asked coolly, gesturing over the edge of the moving train.

"Let's get this over with... " Blake said, taking a flying leap from the train, myself hot on her non-existent tail. We hit the ground a moment later, both of us wincing and getting winded from the fall, and stood up to start walking.

Eventually, after a full day and a half of walking and avoiding Grimm, we were close enough to Vale's wall to relax. Or rather, close enough that security forces kept the area relatively clear of Grimm and would almost certainly spot us on their feeds, so as long as we kept moving towards Vale they'd see us.

Just a few hours afterwards, Blake no longer had her paperwork for Beacon and I was finishing up my own, and we had been cleared for entry into Vale proper as we'd expected. Our weapons were lying at the sides of the sparse desk I had been at.

"Hey sis… How tall are you?" I asked quietly, glaring at her when she sighed impatiently.

"5'6"." She answered easily after a couple moments.

"5'4, then… Blake?" The girl groaned slightly again, and turned to look at me.

"Yes?"

"Should I go with my contacts or eye color?" The question was a mildly serious one, given the circumstances, and she knew it was important.

"Eye color. They always want eye color." Blake said simply, shrugging as though it were obvious. Which in a way, it kind of was.

"Amber and light blue, then…" Luna said easily, putting it onto the paper.

"Never knew where the blue came from..." Blake wondered, and I did my utmost to not freeze up or otherwise show any anxiety like I did whenever she mentioned it. That was my eye color on Earth. Apparently the saying 'the eyes are windows to the soul' is true here. Makes sense, when you consider Aura and everything, that souls would be so apparent in our bodies. "Always struck me as kind of odd, sis."

"Probably came from a distant relation or something like that, no telling really." I dismissed. Here in Remnant, Aura and the soul controlled quite a bit of reality, from bodies, to behaviors to even psychology. A perfect example was the rare cases where a soul did not match a body's gender- The body would correct itself during the fetal stages, a process known as Transexualism, matching Earth's lifestyle of the same name. "Maybe we'll find out one day. You never know."

I finished up the last piece of paperwork, giving it to the man waiting patiently on us. "... Miss, do you mind if you remove any contacts you're wearing for confirmation?"

I blinked, removing my left contact, a clear one, and then the right, an amber-tinted one. Both did nothing to improve my decent vision, but were enough to hide my eye color. "Thank you. I'll get this sent up to Beacon at once. We've ran every test you need to take, so if you're accepted you can get on the airship and be shipped to Beacon in four days time."