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Also, a small A/N at the end of this chapter.
Also, a huge heads up. Not all is what it seems to be! Read towards the end and you'll understand!
The ship containing Ozpin and Headmistress Glynda, along with Oscar, landed in the camp, they disembarked and surveyed the damage.
"How could this happen?" sighed Glynda as they started walking towards the main camp.
"Clearly, information was leaked out," said Ozpin, slightly angry about what had happened. This was supposed to be a simple attempt to expand Vale's borders, though he had to admit, he was hesitant to do so. Even if the city of Vale had pretty much stabilized and its borders reinforced, he knew Salem wouldn't sit still for this. Still, Mt. Glenn had untapped resources that could be used to help improve the defenses of the kingdom. Not to mention the more greedy members of Vale's council had pushed strongly for this.
"Headmistress! Adviser Ozpin!"
They turned to see Loreen, Glynda's sister, quickly coming towards them.
"What happened?" snapped Glynda.
"Grimm attack by Grimm baiting," answered Loreen in a grim voice, "A Grimm Giagan. Luckily, with Mr. Ryu-Long and the other esteemed Huntsmen and Huntresses, it was quickly taken down before it could do any more damage. But it seems that our plans, blueprints, everything was leaked to a new radical group called the Children of the Brothers, given up by our very own Councilman Morado."
"Casualties?" asked Ozpin as he grimaced in disgust at the new terrorist group name.
"Thankfully, not too much," admitted Loreen, "Several Faunus workers dead, few human and Faunus injured as well as the Huntsmen and Huntresses. Unfortunately, one Huntress was kidnapped on a side mission prior to all this chaos, again leaked by Morado."
"Who?" asked Glynda, her eyes narrowing as she planned to have a personal meeting with Morado.
"Blake Belladonna, a second-year student of Team DRAGON."
Both of them froze at that name before frantically looking around for Jaune. They saw him sitting nearby with his friends, his sword and scabbard leaning on his shoulder as he waited. They could tell that anger was at the foremost of his emotions, as well as worry and anguish, just waiting to be unleashed. His Aura fluctuated as he waited, some people were too terrified to try and approach him.
"Where is the prisoner?" asked Ozpin as he glanced around him.
"Within that stone room with Professor Port," frowned Loreen, "Honestly, I don't know why that man teaches at Beacon. Much less get answers from the prisoner."
When she turned around, she saw Glynda and Ozpin stop in shock.
"Did you say Peter was doing the interview?" asked Ozpin cautiously, "Did he happen to bring a small blue bag with him?"
"Yes, why?" asked Loreen.
"...Loreen, Professor Port has seen quite a bit of action in his years. Do you know why he often regales his class of his storyies and that most of them are the more cheerful sort with a message at the end?" asked Glynda.
When Loreen shook her head, Ozpin took it up to answer, "It's because it happens to be one of his coping mechanisms. He once served in a few elite missions, even black ops. Some of the missions he took part in plague him, so he knows true horrors. But rather focusing on those, he tends to exacerbate on the heroics, not only to get the Huntsmen and Huntresses in training excited but to cling on those happy moments. But Port does know the importance of teaching, so he will insert messages within his stories. The only problem is that sometimes he forgets."
Loreen blinked as Ozpin walked past her, stopping to talk with Jaune for a second as well as waving his hand towards the stone room. Jaune nodded and allowed a door to form. Ozpin then told Oscar to stay with Jaune as he stood in front of the door. As soon as the door opened, everyone could hear someone wailing inside.
"WAAAAAA!" screamed the voice, causing those around to jump. They swore they could hear someone singing bass as the other voice continued to scream
"No, no, no not the du-!" screamed the voice once more before Ozpin shut the door behind him.
"Geez, what the hell's going on in there?" shivered Neptune.
"Whatever it is, he better be giving us all we need," growled Jaune, his foot tapping rapidly on the ground.
Minutes later, Port and Ozpin brought a shivering Morado out of the room.
"Hoho, you'll see he's much more cooperative now," announced Port, "Isn't that right?"
"Get him away from me!" screamed Morado, trying to crawl away from him, "I'll talk! I'll do anything and tell you anything you want, just get him away!"
"Your primary base location!" stated Jaune as he stood up and slammed his hands down on the table they had set up, "Talk! Where is Blake!?"
"Right over here!" said Morado, hastily pointing at the map on the wall, more specifically, to an island south of Saunus, south of Vale, "We set up base there!"
"What's your defense there, what do you have, how many people!?" growled Yang as she joined in the interrogation, "I want to know everything!"
Morado hesitated, but a quick reminder that they could send him back to Professor Port made him spill everything.
"Should've left interrogation to me," growled Othim, "I would've gotten the information faster."
"Othim, the human would've fainted at the sight of you," sighed Andusk, "Then it would've taken longer."
As soon as Morado was finished, Jaune spread his wings, ready to fly there.
"Mr. Ryu-Long, please wait," said Ozpin, quickly standing in front of him, "I know you want Miss Belladonna back. She is your mate, someone you dearly love, but going in head first into enemy territory is not the best idea."
"I won't wait for you guys to form a rescue group," growled Jaune, "Not to mention your precious Council might muck it up and delay it. Who knows what other spies are in there."
"I'm not convincing you to not leave," clarified Ozpin, "What I want for you to do is wait for us. Go first, but don't charge in alone until we are close by."
Jaune glared at Ozpin for ten seconds before nodding.
"Jaune!" Yang called, making him look back at his teammates and mates.
"Bring her back to us," Ruby added, concerned.
"And come back safely," Voiced Pyrrha
"You got this man, kick ass," Sun encouraged.
"And make them pay," Yang finished.
"I'll do all of that," Jaune nodded. Flapping his yellow scaled wings, he flew up into the air, and with a great flap, sped off into the distance.
At Kuo Kuana
Ghira Belladonna was not a man who could be angered easily. Sure, he could be frustrated and annoyed, but never truly enraged. He had the patience of a saint, always pushing to look for peaceful ways for Faunus equality. Even Sienna, who had taken over leadership, had done so with his blessing though not agreeing to her tactics.
That patience was shot out of orbit when he received a text from Jaune that Blake had been kidnapped by a radical terrorist organization committed to wiping out the Faunus.
When the life of his daughter was endangered, all bets were off.
"What should we do?" asked Sienna, "We can't let those bastards harm Blake."
"I say we get there as soon as possible," suggested Bal, "Make them know what the cost of angering us is."
Kali looked in worry at the news, hoping her baby girl was safe.
"We ride for war," whispered Ghira, causing Sienna and Bal to whirl around to him in shock. For Ghira to suggest this meant he was truly angry. And none of them wanted to be in his path as he raged.
"Ready the airship that was recently given to us," snapped Ghira, "Sienna, Bal, I want you two ready. Bring whatever you need. I'll be in my office getting ready."
Sienna and Bal snapped to attention and quickly ran out to prepare. Ghira strode into his office, pulling several books out of his shelf before unlocking a hidden latch. Then he forcefully separated the bookshelf to reveal a hidden door. Opening it, he slowly took out something he never thought he'd wear again. His hands shook a bit as he stared at the mask.
"I know," whispered Kali as she hugged Ghira from behind, "That these clothes and mask are something you wanted to leave behind. But sometimes, in order to save the future, we must embrace the past."
Ghira let out a small sigh as he relaxed somewhat into the arms of the woman he loved. He looked at his old mask, and for a brief moment, he swore he could hear whispers emanating from it. "I'm afraid I'll relapse into my violent ways once more if I wear this," He said quietly.
"Even if you do, you have friends and family to pull you back," said Kali gently as she put her hands on the mask, "This doesn't define you. Not to mention we have a son-in-law that could easily drag you back from the depths of those memories."
Ghira looked at the mask once more before slowly donning the mask. It was a simple wooden mask, carved and shaped to cover his face, leaving holes for his eyes. But the mask was shaped like a panther, to signify Ghira's past.
Bal and Sienna were waiting at one of the only and fastest airships they had in Kuo Kuana. It was meant to be used for rescue missions or urgent care, but the people understood that this mission was too important for the mayor. They all respected the hard work he had done, and so did not complain. Some of the police force begged to help, but Bal and Sienna shook their heads.
"Ghira says he wants the three of us, he means it," said Sienna, tossing her rope dart in the air for a bit.
"Not to mention that Jaune fella will be coming with us," reminded Bal.
"Let's go," growled a low muffled voice.
Sienna and Bal froze when they saw Ghira coming out with his mask on. Not to mention, Ghira had abandoned his usual style of clothing for a dark long sleeved clothes, pants, and gloves with holes at the nails.
"Oh Oum the Black Panthers back," muttered Sienna, having heard legends about Ghira's past. A shiver of fear and interestingly enough, lust, went down her spine.
Without any hesitation, Ghira hopped onto the pilot seat, turning on the engine. Bal and Sienna quickly scrambled on the airship just as it took off into the air. Ghira glanced at his scroll to see coordinates from Jaune, and quickly input it into the navigation system of the ship before pushing the ship full throttle.
"Ilia's been what!?" shouted Adam at the main base of the newly reformed White Fang at Anima.
"Kidnapped by the newly formed group, the Children of the Brothers," reported one of the grunts, keeping his head low in fear of Adam deciding to shoot the messenger, "They came at us with the poison gas used back in the Great War. Half of our forces that were with Ilia are still in shock and in the medical room to recover from the attack."
"Faunus nerve gas," growled Adam, pacing back and forth, "These bastards will not live to see another day! Prepare for war! These humans want a fight, they'll have one!"
"Not so fast," said a voice from a Grimm Seer.
Adam snarled as he whirled around towards the floating Grimm orb to see Salem talking to them all.
"What is it, Mistress of Grimm?" asked Adam politely, careful not to offend her.
"If you expend all your resources on this fight, then you will not be able to invade Haven as planned," said Salem as she narrowed her eyes, "Do not miss the bigger picture."
"But this is an attack on us! On our pride! On our people!" Adam nearly shouted, "We can't take this lying down!"
Suddenly, the Grimm whipped its tentacles around Adam's throat, faster than he could react.
"Do you think I care about your pride ?" asked Salem almost tenderly as the sharp tentacles caressed his cheeks, "Did you forget who was it that broke you out of your prison? Do not forget, Adam Taurus, that while you are the leader of the White Fang, you ultimately serve me. And I do not have use for a mad dog that doesn't follow orders. Focus on building your forces to invade Haven. It is unfortunate, but your lover Ilia will just have to be another casualty of war."
As Salem was about to turn away, Adam went for a different plea, "Then what about a small strike force!? In attacking us, they attacked you! They spat on your pride!"
Salem stopped and pondered about this for bit.
"Mistress, if I may," asked Tyrian as he stepped up from the side.
Salem waved her hand to allow Tyrian to continue, "What Adam says is true. These people have had the gall to step on YOUR territory recently, raiding some of our force's resources. If it were up to me, I would have all those people hung by their entrails, offering them to you as their life faded away, making sure each drop of blood was collected! But at the same time, Adam's performance has been rather... lacking. So why not have him go save his lover alone? Let him prove himself of his worth, especially after the events at Akai Churripu."
Salem put her hands on her face to think about this while a Grimm Beowolf brought her something to drink.
"Tyrian... you've been a good boy," smiled Salem.
"I only serve to please you!" cackled Tyrian.
"Well then, I have decided," proclaimed Salem back towards Adam, "You have the permission to rescue Ilia and teach these upstarts a lesson. However, you will be granted only a single ship to travel, your current attire plus a few extra items you may take, and supplies for two people to last for three days. You will be the only one allowed to travel. This will also be a test to see if you can prove yourself and your organization worthy. I will have my people tell you where your precious Ilia is later."
With that, her image faded away from the Grimm Seer.
"Are you sure this is wise?" asked Ed, his right hand man with the chainsaw, "Going against that group alone will be troubling. They won't hesitate to use that gas on you."
"I'll be fine," grunted Adam as he headed towards the armory, "A gas mask will solve that problem. As for the rest, I'll just try to be stealthy. Done enough of those missions to know how to. Got any leads?"
"Our agents said they fled Southwest, but that's all we got," said Ed.
"That's all I need," growled Adam, "Having the Fennec brothers continue their negotiations with the new flying Faunus we found. Their alliance to aid our cause will aid greatly us."
Blake was being dragged by several members of the Children of the Brothers, being lead by a gloating Mrs. Delaney. She was bound, gagged, and blindfolded to prevent her from escaping, saying anything, or witnessessing anything. Still, she strained her other senses to get a sense of where she was. She could hear the wind when she was taken off the plane, meaning the landing pad had to be outside. She was dragged for a good twenty seconds on the concrete ground before the floor changed to what felt like was smooth tile. The air quality and temperature itself didn't change until the she felt the cold tiles, meaning that the chance of the base being located outside in plain sight was high, and not underground. The air itself felt thin, meaning they had to be high up in the mountains. She felt the ground slant down slightly as she was still being dragged, doing her best to memorize the turns.
Soon, she was tossed into a room before the chains on her hands were released. Blake quickly took off her blindfold and gag, quickly looking around to see herself in a sealed room with blue tiling on the floor, wall, and ceiling. They had taken her white cloak away from her.
"Enjoy your stay here!" shouted Mrs. Delaney from a speaker placed at the corner of a room, "Don't worry, you'll soon get what you filthy animals deserve and learn your place!"
Blake scowled, but calmed herself down and quietly meditated, hoping Jaune would arrive soon. Those men had taken her weapon and conducted a rough search of her body for any hidden weapon. They were none to gentle, and the damn perverts groped her breasts a few times, saying that they wanted to make sure she wasn't hiding bombs.
A few minutes later, she heard some noise before the door open and saw Ilia tossed into the same room as her.
"Ilia, are you alright?" asked Blake cautiously as she helped her up.
"What do you care about, traitor?" snarled Ilia, slapping Blake's hands away, "You abandoned us! Our cause and our people!"
"I abandoned the White Fang, because instead of fighting for equality for all Faunus, they're now just terrorists lusting for racial supremacy, Much like this group," said Blake lightly.
"We're different from this damn group," growled Ilia.
"Really? Tell me, just how different are you?" asked Blake, "Both groups have the same goal, superiority over the other race. Both are just different sides of the same coin called bigotry."
"Shut up!" shouted Ilia as she tried to tackle Blake, only for her to move out of the way.
"Let's not fight, Ilia," stated Blake as she glanced around the room once more, "For now, we should focus on escaping. I don't trust these scoundrels to leave us alone for long."
"You're telling me," scoffed Ilia in disgust at the mention of that, "One of those perverts groped my breasts and said there wasn't much there before slapping my ass. They took my weapons and everything except for my clothes."
"Same with me," said Blake before lightly touching her butt, "Except for here."
"You hid something in your ass?" asked Ilia with her eyebrow raised.
"I did it before back in the White Fang days," replied Blake, "Sometimes we had to bypass security and the easiest way was to just hide it in there. Security fails to check there for a lot of reasons."
'Not to mention I'm more used to it after Jaune buggered me there several times,' thought Blake mentally. She removed the object from her rear, broke open the capsule, and hid the item in her cat ears.
Minutes turned to hours as the two waited in the room. Every now and then, food would come, but the two knew better than to eat it, knowing it was likely drugged. Men would come in and leer at them, spraying them with water from a hose before leaving, leaving them soaking wet and shivering, laughing cruelly as they did so.
"We need to get rid of these clothes," shivered Blake as her black top stuck on her chest uncomfortably, "Otherwise we'll develop hypothermia."
"That's what these perverts want, isn't it?" said Ilia while gritting her teeth while curling up into a ball to keep warm.
"I know, but we don't have much of a choice," grumbled Blake as she started to strip. "It's either give them a show or get sick, which we can't afford right now."
Seeing no choice, Ilia did the same. Both used their clothes to dry out themselves as much as possible before draining their clothes and underwear of water as much as possible at a corner. They then laid their clothes at the hottest spot they could find, which was under the light before huddling together to share warmth.
Blake's pale skin touched Ilia's tanned skin, with the Chameleon Faunus glancing away and turning beat red at the close contact.
"Ilia, I didn't meant to leave everyone behind. To abandon friends… I… I just couldn't live with Adam anymore. I couldn't be a part of what the Fang was turning into." Blake said to her.
Ilia glanced at her, shivering a bit. "Blake, do you honestly think humans and Faunus can live together?"
"I do." The Cat Faunus answered truthfully. "It's not going to be easy, and there will always be bigots like this group. But the day will come when humans and Faunus will live side by side, in harmony, in peace, just as it should have always been."
Ilia looked away, thinking about what Blake had said.
Hours later
Jaune had arrived at the said location, scouting the island while the shattered moon of Remnant was up. He was using Othim's power to cloak himself in darkness while locating the said base of the Children of the Brothers.
"Those two have a lot to answer for," scoffed Lung Wang, "Seems like every single trouble comes from those two."
"From the Grimm to the relics and now to their own little group," agreed Ryo-Wo.
"Over there," noted Fafnir, "The mountain seems suspicious."
Jaune flew over the mountain and noted a base in plain sight.
"What arrogance," sneered Alaerth, "Not even attempting to hide their base. They're even waving their flag high above their base."
Indeed, their flag was waving on top of most of their buildings.
"Forget about them, let us find a good spot for the others to come," reminded Aryz.
"The sooner they get here, the faster we strike," nodded Andusk before noticing Othim seemed silent.
"Othim, are you alright? You've been unusually quiet."
"...Kill them all," growled Othim in anger, his joking tone completely gone, "Make them suffer for kidnapping your mate! Make them pay!"
"Will do," replied Jaune before sensing someone behind him.
Jaune quickly drew out his sword and turned towards whoever was coming near him. Moments later, he got his answer as Adam Taurus stepped out of the bushes, looking disgruntled.
"You!?" hissed both Jaune and Adam in anger, both swords drawn, "What are you doing here!? Me!? I'm here to save my mate/girlfriend!"
"Hold on, let's get this straight," waved Jaune, putting his left hand up to halt Adam from talking, "I'm here because those assholes kidnapped Blake."
"They kidnapped Ilia, my lieutenant and girlfriend," replied Adam, "What's wrong, the mighty hero of Vale couldn't protect his slut?"
Jaune growled, furious at the insult used for Blake and what Adam was implying, but did his best to keep cool, "You're in the same situation as I am…"
"Enough," said a muffled voice, causing them both to turn towards the source, though never leaving their back towards each other.
"Well isn't this a surprise," growled Sienna as she appeared into view, "What do you want, traitor?"
"I'm not the traitor," growled Adam.
"I dunno, killing a leader and trying to shift the blame sounds pretty damn traitorous to me," piped Bal as he also appeared.
Adam growled and was ready to attack when a hand gripped his shoulders. He almost jumped in fright at the sudden touch, and slowly turned to see Ghira with his mask on.
"Enough," stated Ghira in a muffled tone that chilled both Adam and Jaune for a second, "In short, we have two Faunus girls being held captive in there. Our objective right now should be to free them. I'll take lead on this, and I expect you all to follow my orders. Once we have them safe... you all have my permission to go wild and after this group has been dealt with, we can settle things between us, Taurus."
Adam stared at Ghira as if he had grown five heads at once. Where was the naive fool that once stood before him, not this towering threat?
"Ghira's always been scary," whispered Bal to Jaune, with Adam eavesdropping in, "He was once an assassin before he gave that up for us and his family."
While Ghira and Sienna were carefully studying the patrols, Adam decided to get the nagging thought off his chest.
"Who was that old man that was with you back at Akai Churripu?" he asked.
"Why do you want to know?" Fired back Jaune with an icy tone.
"Just... he seemed familiar," admitted Adam, "I don't know why. Some reason, before he died, his last word directed to me wasn't of hate or anger... but of familiarity and softness. To add to the strangeness, his face keeps appearing in my dreams."
Jaune gave him a measured look before turning away to stare at the base. As Adam was about to walk away, he heard an answer.
"Hong Wong. His name was Hong Wong."
Adam slightly shook at that last name. Wong was the same last name the dog eared faunus that took care of him, but it was a rather common name...
"Just a coincidence," Adam muttered to himself before walking away from the group to rest under a tree.
"We strike now," stated Ghira as soon as he finished observing the base, "I've got a good lock on their timing and schedule."
The other four nodded and followed Ghira's lead. They soon found themselves at the backdoor, where Adam was ready to kick it in when Ghira stopped him.
"Too obvious to go through like that," gestured Ghira before pointing to a vent, "I'm going in there first."
"Isn't that a bit small for you?" asked Adam.
Ghira merely slid into the shadows before suddenly disappearing. A shadow slid right into the ventilation shaft in front of them all.
"The hell!?" whispered Adam loudly.
"That'll be his Semblance," explained Sienna, "He can meld into the shadows. It isn't so far-fetched to say Blake was born from shadows."
"Damn, I like this guy," grinned Othim.
A few seconds later, the back door was opened by Ghira.
"There were alarms on this door set to detonate if opened from the outside," said Ghira, "Let's go."
As the rest entered, they noticed two guards with their neck broken via head twist. Sienna and Bal shuddered before continuing on.
"Any idea where they're being held?" asked Adam.
"No, but if we head to the security center, then we'll be able to find them," explained Ghira.
Jaune placed his hands on the wall, already having fully linked up with Fafnir and Othim for this. He closed his eyes as he tapped the wall, letting his senses spread out. After a few seconds, he could feel Blake and another person whom he assumed was who Adam was after. He frowned when he noticed a rather large crowd was heading to their location.
"I have their general location," stated Jaune, "But we have to move now. A large crowd of people are heading into their room and I don't like it."
"Move," stated Ghira, and the five of them began rushing off.
Blake and Ilia could also hear a murmuring crowd coming towards them. About 30 seconds later, the door opened to reveal Mrs. Delaney with a wide smile, followed by a group of men with leering smiles.
"Well, I've decided to make you two useful as well as show you your proper place in this world," declared Mrs. Delaney as walked forward and grabbed Blake's chin, lifting her head up to look at her face, "As whores for my people, to show you and every Faunus where you belong. Slaves. Below our feet, groveling like the animals you are. You're even naked to play the part already! You must have been waiting for this, haven't you? And to make this memorable, I'll be recording and streaming this for our absent allies to see. Have fun boys!"
At that, the men began to give even bigger smiles as they stripped their clothes off and grabbed the girls.
"Geez this place is a freaking maze," grumbled Sienna as they rushed through another hall.
"My question is where the all guards are?" noted Bal.
Soon enough, two guards happened to be walking by, talking quite enthusiastically while staring at their Scrolls.
"Dude, that's hot," commented one of them.
"Damn, look at the ass on that cat bitch! I wanna be there so bad!" groaned another, "Why the hell did we get patrol duty on this shift? I'm getting horny as well right now!"
"Hey, let's just ditch patrol and head over there now," suggested the first guard, "I wanna bust a nut on that Belladonna girl a few times. Not like anybody else is gonna come rescue them."
"Ha, only we're going to 'cum'!" cackled the second one, "Get it? Hey, how come you're not-?"
The second guard turned around just to see his partner's neck broken by a metal chain, wrapped around his neck before being twisted backwards. The dead man's scroll dropped into Sienna's hand, where she took a glance at it before anger began more apparent on her face. The other guard tried to run away, only to turn right into Ghira's chest. Before he could say anything, Ghira's hand grabbed the man by his throat.
"Tell me where you're holding them, and you'll get to live a little longer without suffering," growled Ghira. As if to make the point clearer, both Adam and Jaune had drawn out their swords and had them hovering right next to his wilted manhood.
The man blabbed out everything, from the location to his own code through the door.
"You'll let me go now, right?" sobbed the guard.
"Yes, you'll go without much suffering," replied Ghira.
Before the guard to say anything else, Ghira snapped the man's neck.
"Let's move, the faster we get there, the better," snapped Ghira, the others nodding, "Anyone you see, you kill."
Adam had to blink a few times, not used to Ghira taking command and giving such violent orders. He remembered in the past how Ghira always tried so desperately for peaceful solutions. Shelving that for later, he turned his attention towards the scroll. It was playing a streaming video of Blake and Ilia being raped by multiple men, all going at it without mercy. With a growl, he stomped the Scroll and dashed along with the others.
Back at the room, Mrs. Delaney revelled in what she was recording. Filthy Faunus being put in their place below humans, as it should be!
She felt her underwear getting wet as she continued recording the scene before her. Blake was being forced to ride on someone while all her holes filled while her breasts and butt were roughly groped, moaning and crying while Ilia was suffering the same thing on her back. Any time someone finished, another would take his place and continue. The girls struggled, and were still doing so, but she imagined by the time this was finished, they would be nothing be whores, always begging to be filled.
A few minutes later while the men forcefully changed positions, the door was flung open. It didn't swing and hit the wall with its hinge on, but instead was kicked out of the hinge and sent flying into a few men, doing extra damage since they were naked.
"Who's there!?" screeched Mrs. Delaney.
Three people rushed into the room, and started slaughtering the naked men without mercy. Jaune furiously cut off three heads in one stroke, and then raised his shield up, the port opening to reveal shotgun muzzles, and fired. Adam bisected another in half, kicked another in the balls before shooting said balls with his spike gun in his fake arm. Certain men ran towards the exits, but seemingly tripped on nothing only to be killed by one of the attackers. Sienna was whirling her rope dart, slashing throats with unerring accuracy before having the dart detach from her chain, and sent it flying into Mrs. Delaney's Scroll, freezing it and her hands.
In mere seconds, the whole room was a bloodbath. The only survivor of the Children of the Brothers inside the room was Mrs. Delaney herself, who found herself bound in chains by Sienna.
"You're too late!" spat out Mrs. Delaney as she maliciously grinned towards the girls covered in semen, "They're ruined! They'll never be able to feel normal again, not after this!"
Adam growled as he drew his sword, ready to slit her neck. Jaune, however, glanced around before locking his eyes at the corner of a room where one of the rapists had tripped. His eyes narrowed for a bit before smiling, which surprised them all.
"It's safe now, you can drop it," said Jaune.
Before anyone could even comprehend the statement, the viciously raped and unresponsive bodies of Blake and Ilia in the middle of the room suddenly disappeared. A second later, three copies of Ilia slowly appeared in the corner, her skin color changing from matching the blue wall back to her usual tan skin. The two others disappeared to reveal a naked Blake in the corner.
Moments earlier
"Shit, that doesn't sound good," noted Ilia as she heard the clattering of feet coming in as well as chattering.
"We need to hide," stated Blake, "This many people coming in, Mrs. Delaney will probably have them rape us. She's been itching to send me into the whorehouse ever since the event back at the ball at Atlas."
"How?" questioned Ilia, "I can probably disguise myself to match the wall's pattern, but they'll notice me missing. Won't take long before they find me again."
"I have a plan," said Blake, taking out the item from her ear, "But I'll need your help. If I put enough aura into it, I can use my Semblance to make a clone for both of us to fool them for as long as possible."
"Ok, disregarding the fact that that sounds impossible, how long could you hold it?" asked Ilia.
"As long as it takes," breathed Blake, "I know help will be here soon."
Seeing no choice, Ilia waited for Blake to do whatever she claimed she could do.
Blake took a look at the item she had kept hidden. It was a dragon seed that she begged Jaune to give her one in case of emergencies. Taking a deep breath, she threw it into her mouth and ate it.
Ilia could instantly see Blake's nipples suddenly harden as well as liquid beginning to trickle down from her womanhood. Before she could ask, Blake grabbed her hand and focused. Suddenly, there were four of Ilia and two of Blake. Blake had been talking with Sun and comparing notes with him about their Semblances before coming to this breakthrough. As long as she touched a person, she could make a copy of them with her Semblance. This, however, took a lot of her Aura to do so, and to maintain it to take more hits, it would continue to drain it. This was why she kept a Dragon Seed with her now.
"Come on, to the corner," hissed Blake, her face turning red while almost panting, "Blend in with the wall. I need your clones to also cover me as much as possible.
Quickly doing so, all three Ilia began to change their skin color to match the room while covering Blake as much as possible, who had made herself as small as possible. If one was to look around the room carefully, one could tell that the corner wall looked off. But everyone's attention was on the naked ladies in the middle of the room, so they all missed it. Blake continued to focus all her will and Aura on making those constructs solid, even as one of the brutes started piledriving her clone.
"Thank Oum you're alright," said Jaune as he quickly hugged Blake. Quickly noticing she and Ilia lacked clothes, he quickly grabbed two blankets from his bag. He tossed one to Adam to let him wrap it around Ilia while he took care of Blake.
"Please...I need...your," breathed Blake heavily, slowly being unable to even make coherent sentences.
"Shh, I have you," said Jaune softly, trying to calm her, "I guess you took the seed?"
She nodded and Jaune sighed, "We can do it after we get out of here."
"Ha, you'll never get out of here alive!" spat Mrs. Delaney, "Pull the trigger!"
Suddenly, the vents began releasing the Faunus nerve gas.
"Don't breathe it in!" warned Ilia as she tried to cover her face. The others were quick to do the same, but Jaune was prepared. Having already fully linked with Aryz as well as Fafnir and Othim, he raised both his hands in the air. A ball of wind quickly started sucking all the gas towards the sphere he was making.
"Let's get out of here," snapped Jaune.
The others nodded and began leaving. Ghira picked up Blake and held her gently in his arms.
"You'll be alright, my baby girl," whispered Ghira.
"Dad?" whispered Blake.
"That's Ghira?" hissed Ilia, "He looks so... different."
"And he's bloody violent," answered Adam, "He snapped necks in half as if they were made of sticks."
"C'mon, no time for chatting," said Bal as he scooped Ilia up, much to her annoyance, "Adam, you'll need to be the front line. Be careful."
"Let's go bitch," snarled Sienna as she dragged Mrs. Delaney out with her in chains.
When they all left, Jaune was the last one to leave before banishing the gas back into the room. Quickly, he slammed door shut, drawing out some fire Dust and used it to melt the edges to seal the gas inside. After he was sure it was safe, Jaune quickly caught up with the group, taking the front line along with Adam.
Whew. I admit, it's getting a little harder to write this story now. I might consider doing a small time skip to speed the story up to the ending.
And now for the bad news... kinda. Next month, I will NOT be updating ANY of my stories. The reason for this... is basically because I'm going to be spending pretty much all my free time playing KH3. No life threatening crisis or anything, but let's face it, I'm not going to have time to write, nor will I want to, when I got KH3, which I have been waiting for ages.