When the news from home was brought to the Allied soldiers, every single one immediately came over to listen to the news. To them, it felt like ages since they last heard of the events in Europe and today was the day that they heard about their world. No matter if the radio belonged to a respective unit, the Soviets, the British, and the Americans were all welcomed to join them wait for the word.

General Ironwood walked into the hotel and entered the meeting hall on his right. He was caught off-guard when he noticed the amount of life thriving into the room. Men in different uniforms gathered themselves at different stations of radio sets, awaiting a response.

Then Colonel Strudwick had accompanied him from behind. "General Ironwood, quite a pleasant surprise." He began. "What brings you here?"

Glancing back to him, Ironwood held his hands behind his back. "I have heard complaints from the hotel managers that there was a fuss in the meeting hall. I expected a mess to have happened, but it seems like I am wrong." Answered the Atlas General. "Say, would you please inform me about the commotion going on with your soldiers lately?"

"News from home." He answered. "These men haven't heard any news in Europe for quite some time. Aside from the Soviets taking Berlin and the surrender of the German Army, nothing new has turned up for them."

"I see, they're homesick."

"Yes, I just hope I can finish my mission on Remnant before discontent goes into the ranks."

"Discontent?" Ironwood questioned him. "I don't understand why these soldiers would ever go against you."

Then Colonel Strudwick looked to the general. "These young men volunteered to fight a conflict that is already over. Now that the war is over, what reason do they need to continue fighting."

"Colonel, I'm sure your men would never deliberately mutiny against you."

"General Ironwood, you certainly don't understand how people in our world work much like how we do not understand how your people in this world work."

Their attention was summoned when static reached the radios. The soldiers gathered at the various radio stations grew closer to hear. Then they heard someone clearing their voice.

A British speaker was the one to announce the first set of news. "Gentlemen of the combined Allied forces, the deed has been done. We have attained victory as we halted the aggression of the Third Reich and received the capitulation of the Empire of Japan. No longer will we witness another day of war." The speaker reported. "As the American forces establish their presence on the Japanese homeland, the ruins of Germany still see conflict. Strange creatures have appeared in the countryside, threatening the average German civilian and farmer. Despite the threat of the creatures, the Red Army and the Allied forces who once fought the German people now protect them. It is unknown as to how these creatures appeared, some say it is a Nazi experiment, others say it is the last final vengeance of the Nazi regime. We do not know, but it is clear that they are coming. Do not fret, this is not another war that the world will face. General Zhukov and Supreme Allied Commander Eisenhower have assured the people of Europe that they will find the origins of the source and will destroy it before it gets out of hand much like how they handled Adolf Hitler and his blitzkrieg."

General Ironwood made a quick comment on the subject. "Do they know about Remnant?" He asked.

However, the colonel sighed. "No, not yet. We'll have to do it slowly for the public, lest we bring attention to ourselves, which will only cause problems for both of us."

"How so?"

"Bureaucracy, believe me, it is a hell of its own."

Captain Durante found himself walking the cold streets of Atlas as a cigarette was smoking between his lips. Despite his dislike for smoking, it was one of the few ways of getting warmed up.

He wrapped his arms around his chest as he noticed a limousine stuck in a pothole in the middle of the road. He pitied the driver as he walked out to look at the damage done as he placed his hand on his cap and swore. Although it was none of his business, he never enjoyed seeing people suffer.

Durante walked over to the driver as he stood beside him. "Hey, you need help?" He asked the driver.

His gaze turned onto him. "I doubt you can fix this, the suspension is broken and I doubt that I'll get my boss to his destination."

"Don't worry about the limousine, I know a friend who has people who could fix it." He answered.

"Really, can you do that for me?" He asked. "How much do I need to pay you?"

"Don't worry about the payment, I'm just calling in favor from a friend." Captain Durante answered his question. "Is your boss in the car?"

"Yes, but I don't want to tell him I'm a terrible driver."

The captain shook his head. "Don't worry, you can tell him that I got in the way and you drove around and got into the pothole."

"You want me to lie to him?"

"One way or another, you got into a pothole. I think that option has a bit more substance."

The driver nodded his head as he walked over to the backseats of the limo.

Durante watched as the windows rolled down and the driver took off his head out of respect for the man sitting there. He noticed their exchange in the conversation before the window rolled back up as the driver returned to him.

The young man looked at him. "He said he doesn't mind as long as the limo gets fixed."

Although the young should have been at his attention, the company commander noticed a door swing open. The man who commanded respect was old, but not frail. No, he was none of that. He stood tall as he began to join the two standing beside the limo.

The driver turned around and lowered his head in respect. "Mr. Schnee, I thought you were going to stay inside."

The old man rolled his shoulder. "I know what I said, Mr. Blackwell, but I just realized you were talking to someone from another world." He began. "He has piqued my interest and I would like to have a conversation with him. Get the limo fixed while you can."

Once Captain Edwards was informed, Durante found the old Schnee sitting on a bench outside of the hotel filled with Allied soldiers. Although he did not understand the reasoning as to why he wanted to talk with him, Monte knew there was something behind it.

When he took his seat besides the old man, Captain Durante had a mug of coffee in his hand. "Sir, if you want I can get some coffee or some tea for you." He began.

Mr. Schnee, the man who was in the same family as Winter looked at him with a smile. "Thank you, but no. I am reserving my stomach once I get to my son-in-law's home. I hope you understand."

The captain made a slight smile as he looked down at his drink. "Oddly enough, I do understand."

"You are one of those soldiers that I heard on the news." He began. "Tell me, I want to know a little bit about you."

He nodded his head. "I am sure you don't want to know anything about me. I am no one special, just a captain trying to get bring his men home."

"A captain, my goodness, I didn't you who were an officer underneath those clothes of yours."

Captain Durante chuckled at that statement. "I'm an outlier. I'm not most officers."

"Interesting, tell me. What would most officers in your world do?" He asked.

"Follow orders, keep discipline, and try to win an engagement by the book. I'm the kind of officer who only follows the discipline part of the officer."

The old man laughed. "What brings a young man like yourself into the city of Atlas."

The smile on the captain's face disappeared. "I am afraid to say, I can't tell you about it. The details involving why I am here are classified."

"Ah, that old saying. It's classified. That reminds me of my granddaughter, who is in the Atlas Military." He said. "She would say that just to change the subject in regards to her work."

"Specialist Schnee?"

Mr. Schnee brought a cold and unforgiving glare towards the young man. "How do you know about her?"

"Not hard to forget the very person you insulted and apologized to." Answered Captain Durante. "We occasionally have talks with one-another before I get busy with something important. I was also forced to go to the Schnee Manor against my will, but she and I had our little conversation to keep the boredom out of our minds."

"Strange, she told me that a captain she talked to was very informal and didn't have etiquette in military service."

The American laughed at the thought. "She's not wrong, I have a history of not getting along with others."

"Really? Do tell?"

"There was once a time I annoyed the brass just to produce a new military doctrine that went against everything in their books." The captain placed a hand on his chin. "Because I annoyed them so much, they decided to give me an officer's commission and be in command of my own company. Thus, begins the tale of my rank."

"Ha, I have heard many stories in the military, but that is a top one I am ever told." Commented Mr. Schnee.

"You should hear about my reputation, sir. It's very notorious that my enemies would rather fight twelve companies instead of mine."

The old Schnee grew interested in the subject. "Please, I have the time. I wouldn't mind if you told me why you are notorious."

"I steal weapons."

"That is your reputation."

The captain replied with a nod. "Yes sir, I steal weapons from friend and foe that everyone tries to bolt everything down to make sure when I come by I don't take it along the way."

Mr. Schnee continued to laugh at the idea. "That is quite an impressive reputation. I never expected to hear something like that from a captain."

"My superiors see some value in my company since we have a tendency to cause so much chaos just to get our hands on the enemy's weapons. They just don't like it when I do it to them as well."

"You don't get reprimanded for doing that?" He asked.

The captain shook his head. "Not at all. As long as I do that to the enemy, I am fine."

A question was quickly brought up from the old man. "You have spoken about your enemies. I wish to ask, who are they?"

"The Germans. That is the name of the people I used to fight."

"Used to?"

"On this very day, marks the end of the war for me and my peers. This also applies to the Germans and last I heard, they're finished at this point."

"Ah, I see. The war has been finished and you have won."

"Yes sir." He answered.

"What will you do when you go home?"

"I'm not sure."

"You do not have any plans to do anything after the war?" He asked. "That would be a terrible ending for a good young lad like yourself."

A slight smirk was left on the captain's face. "It is a complicate affair I have with my father. That is all I can say about it."

The conversation ended as the two men looked from their benches and were met with two armed trucks parking in front of them. The truck in the front was smoking a cigarette between his lips before he glanced over to them. "Captain, we're ready." He began.

"Mr. Schnee, your ride is here." The captain stated.

The old man grew confused as he looked around. "Captain, could you please tell me what this is?"

"Sir, I've took some time out of your day. The least I can do is send you where you need to be for wasting your time."

"Wasting my time?" Mr. Schnee scoffed at the way the captain worded it. "I beg your pardon, I was interested in someone who lived in another world. I would hate to leave and not hear the story of your life."

"With all due respect sir, I am very sure I wasted your time."

He merely shook his head as he rose from the bunch. "Young man, if you thought it was a waste of time then I would have asked for a taxicab a long time ago." Then Mr. Schnee gestured his hands. "Come I wish to learn more about you. I'll see to it that you tell me everything about yourself."

"Sir-"

"No buts." He replied. "It would be a shame to know very little about a world I have never lived in."

"You could ask any other soldier to do that for you."

"Out of all of them, I choose you." Mr. Schnee stated. "…and you are going to go into detail about your life. Consider it a warm welcome from me."

Realizing that the old man was not going to take a no, Captain Durante rose from the bench and walked towards the trucks.

A man from the White Fang was strapped in a chair as he woke up from his seat and found himself alone in the darkness. However, he heard a pair of footsteps come towards him as he looked to the front to see a young man bringing a chair with him. Despite of his good-looking uniform, he expressed deep anger within his eyes.

The faunus watched as he placed his metal chair across from him before he took his seat and confronted him. However, he noticed the man pull out a piece of brass from his pockets and began to slip it over his knuckles.

Captain Vastano tightened his grip over his brass knuckles as he brought out his Chicago side into the room. "I don't want to bruise you, but if you don't cooperate, I will turn you into a mess." The company commander stated. "Don't bullshit me that you won't tell me anything. Your friends left you for dead, but we're not here to kill you. I can guarantee that. Now tell me, why did the White Fang kidnap my friend?"

The wolf faunus looked around as he grimaced in pain. "Ah shit!" He cried out.

"Need some help?" Johnny asked of him.

"What makes you think I will tell you anything?"

"We're the ones that patched you up. I hope we won't have to take away the carrot for the stick."

"If you want to know about the girl, I don't know. My boys and I didn't think she was anything special. Only the top guys in Menagerie might know why she is so special?"

This greatly piqued his interest. "They don't tell you themselves."

The faunus shook his head. "No, they only tell us what we need to know. They have their lower leaders to tell us what to do."

"Just like my dad's business." He whispered to himself. "Okay, where is Menagerie?"

"Why should I tell you? You think I'm going to let you destroy the White Fang."

"I'm going to be honest, they're now a problem now that they kidnapped my friend. In other words, I don't really care."

"You don't show any hate towards the faunus?" He asked as he grimaced at the pain once more.

"If it grants you any comfort, when my sorry ass was tossed into Remnant, the first person I met was a girl with bunny ears who became my best friend." Answered Captain Vastano as he rose from his seat. "I'll tell the medics to see if they can give you some pain killers."

"Human, you are not with Atlas are you?"

"Yes, you're right." He answered. "I'm a company commander from another world who just got caught in a mess I never asked for." The captain turned his back on the confused faunus man as he began to make his way out of the room.