May as well tell you about the Templar class now.
Air movement: Directional air dash
Class ability: Phase (Temporary dimension shift)
Subclasses:
Arc – Raijū (Super: Rolling Thunder): calls down lightning strikes on target enemies, trees are tailored for either high number of enemies or high amount of damage.
Void – Fenrir (Super: Shadow Prowler): go down on hands and feet, coated in void energy. Speed is dramatically increased and can crawl on walls. Trees will make it so that either hitting an enemy will dill little damage, but tether and suppress them, creating a well of blinding energy, or become invisible whilst a mirror image is created to confuse opponents.
Solar – Ifrit (Super: Juggernaut): Grow in size (about as large as a Fallen Captain) and conjure a blade of solar energy. Trees can either give two blades for higher damage and attack speed as well as a whirlwind attack, or one blade that increases damage, range and duration with each kill (Will also prevent guardians from respawning until super ends)
Stasis – Wendigo (Super: Frost Wraith): *Subject to change upon release of 'Beyond Light' D2 DLC* control a clone made of stasis that can explode into stasis energy multiple times before expiring.
And here are the stats for the Royal Straight exotic hand cannons.
Intrinsic perk – Suit: Each gun fires a different element type.
Exotic perk – The Fifth Card: hitting an enemy with each element type will ready an explosive round that will detonate into all element types. (Animation fires all guns at once.)
Now, let's get going!
"You cannot just raid a military no matter how justified it may be!" Drei admonished. "They need those to help defend themselves from the Grimm!"
The two guardians were tailing an Atlas Military convoy with DtK, stealth drive active of course.
"Well, it's not like we're going to bust in there and say; 'Hey, aliens are real, my mom's one of them, and we need stuff to repair our spaceships'." Summer said back, loading a Randy's Throwing Knife that Angie had gotten for her.
Drei made to make a retrotort but stopped when he realized he didn't have one, which Summer laughed at. Angie smiled listening to the two, whilst carefully piloting the jumpship.
"Okay you two, radio chatter says we're approaching the compound soon, so stop your bickering," Angie told the two. Summer stuck her tongue out and Drei rolled his eye before disappearing in a burst of white particles.
"I must say," Lantern said over the link, still inside Angie's head, "The cybersecurity here is criminally disappointing. I've gotten in and out over three-dozen times and have left about seventeen harmless viruses in the core systems."
"Yes, well, stop doing that." Angie told her phantom, "They could do without you needlessly terrorizing them."
"Aw, but it's only like making faces at somebody through a one-way mirror!" Lantern defended with a whine.
"Ooh, ooh!" Summer grabbed Angie's seat and bounced up and down. "Make a virus that swaps their quotation marks with their 'at' symbol!"
"Summer..." Drei groaned.
"Too late Drei! Already done! MWAHAHAHAHA!" Lantern laughed maniacally, eliciting another groan from the ghost.
A few short minutes later, the convoy pitched down to land in a fortified base, surrounded by forest. From the outside, base appeared impenetrable, with the high walls and automatic turrets on top of them. The base was also situated in the middle of a clearing so they would instantly spot anything approaching the base on foot, be it grimm or otherwise. If that wasn't enough, there were a multitude of cameras of different varies and functions. These surveillance devices would no doubt catch anything that the guards on the walls didn't.
Unfortunately, the guardians weren't approaching on foot. Nor were they going anywhere near the walls. They were dropping right into the lion's den.
"According to logs, this base is where they store their experimental equipment, emphasis on the 'experimental'." Lantern informed.
"How experimental are we talking about?" Summer inquired
"Either too expensive or too dangerous for mass production," Drei answered.
"Then probably exactly the right stuff for us." Angie interjected, loading a battery her Good KARMA, another one of her personal weapons*, this one taking the form of a short stock with four long, flat 'barrels' coming from it, all painted orange. The pair moved to the drop racks to disembark the now stationary DtK. Before doing so, Angie tossed Summer one of her modified smoke bombs. Using her powers of darkness, Angie had made a slightly altered version of a Shadowstalker Hunter's smoke bomb, which reacted to movement and not a basic expiry time. Essentially, the less you moved, the less you were seen. She still hadn't figured out a way to fire weapons without deactivation the invisibility, though.
"What are we looking for here guys?" Summer asked.
"They have several cannons that were too unstable to place on an aircraft and it seems the scientists of Atlas were working on a shield generator but both of these never went past the development phase. None of them is of any use to us intact but their components could be altered to our specifications and repair the Cloud Errant's weapons and shields." Drei answered methodically.
"Neat." Replied with a short nod.
"When you said that their security was not as advanced as we're used to, I wasn't expecting something so... primitive." Angie tried not to be insulting, but really, it was the most accurate description.
"Yeah, it's pretty bad." Lantern, metaphorically, sucked in a breath. "I mean, why would they connect all their networks together? That's just a sign saying: Cripple my entire cybernetic capabilities!"
"Honestly, Atlas is either too stupid or too arrogant to think that anyone could hack into their network," Drei commented. In Summer's opinion, she didn't know which was worse.
The guardians activated both their stealth and dropped down to the landing pad without so much as a sound.
Making sure none of the soldiers had noticed their presence, they began moving to the largest building in sight, as it'd be most likely where they would find what they needed. They began by making a pit-stop at a nearby hanger to acquire engine parts. They had a few close scrapes when they had to remove a few things that were still affixed to the populated ships.
Once all the parts were turned into data and stored in either Lantern or Drei, they crept into the central building. As they made their way to the elevator that would provide the guardians with access to the lower levels of the facility, they caught gossip from the scientists about an Atlesian specialist arriving earlier that day. Summer largely ignored them, despite Drei's complaints, but Angie made a mental note to have Lantern look them up later.
They also encountered a combat android. Lantern had likened the Atlesian Knight 200 to that of a guard frame, albeit with severely limited combat prowess.
"You move on," Angie whispered to Summer, "I want to see what else they have on this layer."
Even though Summer was still invisible, Angie's mixture of eliksni physiology and guardian training allowed her to see her daughter's affirmative nod, before breaking away to the elevator.
Angie continued scouring the floor until she heard Summer's voice through the comms.
"Oops." Summer said suddenly. "Whaaat? This isn't the bathroom; I am so lost right now!"
Angie slapped her the visor of her mask. Summer had gotten caught.
'Traveller damn it, Summer.' She thought, moving hastily.
"Lantern, lock down the elevator and block all communications coming from around Summer's position!" Angie ordered.
"Wait! Mom how are you going to get down h..." Summer began, but her voice was cut off when Angie's vision flashed before her surroundings became white and formless, with smoking black outlines. Angie did a small hop, fell through several floors, and reappeared beside Summer and a white-haired officer-looking soldier that was recovering, most likely from one of Summer's attacks. "Oh right, Netherealm..." Summer muttered.
One of Angie's abilities as a Templar was to briefly shunt her physical form into an alternated dimension she had nicknamed 'The Neatherealm'. It mirrored the real world rather well, but it was devoid of life, colour, and was a bit flexible on what was tangible or not. The only downside to this place was; it hurt like a bitch to stay in for more than ten seconds, and she couldn't leave anything there or else it would disappear. Angie was still sour about losing the four-dozen magazine in the middle of a firefight when she had first tried it.
The soldier got up and made her counterattack with the assistance of a white glyph, propelling forward and lunging with a sabre. Angie brought up a hand wreathed in a Shadow prowler claw to black, making the woman to stop short and actually look at Angie, taking in her fill figure. The woman's eyes lingering on the second set of arms and lack of two fingers. Angie used the woman's shock, and one of her lower, free, arms, she grabbed the woman's neck and held her up.
"What... are you?" She choked out, grabbing at Angie's hand to try and pry it off.
'Ah, finally.' Angie thought, 'A good reason to scare the living daylights out of somebody.'
Angie's helmet disappeared, revealing her grey skin, four glowing blue eyes, split jaw and green dreadlocks. She watched as the woman's pupils dilated upon revealing her face.
"Fallen," Angie replied, doing her best guttural voice to making sure she imprinted the worst idea possible of her horrible species into this Remnan's mind. She threw the woman into the wall, her helmet repapering and turning back to summer.
"So, what did you think of my intimidation tactics?" Angie asked the others through the comms, cancelling any noise coming out of her helmet.
"AWESOME!" Summer cheered, pumping a fist and drowning out any complaints from Drei. Angie smiled inside her helmet and patted Summer's cloak-covered one.
"Okay, okay. Now, you can deal with the officer while I go get the parts." Angie commanded, hearing a groan from the soldier behind her.
"Gotcha." Summer agreed, putting away Randy's Throwing Knife, and taking out one of her actual knives. Looks like she was wanting a fun fight then. Angie broke away to leave Summer to do her thing.
52 Hours Later; Atlesian Report
Pvt Cole Johnson: Sir! (stands up and salutes)
Cpt Ford Blu: At ease, soldier. (Pvt. Johnson sits down) Where were you the moment the incident occurred?
Pvt Johnson: Specialist Schnee was debriefing our unit on the new security protocols that were going to be implemented before she dismissed us. We were about to return to our assigned posts when it happened.
Cpt Blu: You didn't receive any transmissions from the comms?
Pvt Johnson: No sir. The radios were as silent as the grave. The only way we knew that something's wrong was when some of us saw Specialist Schnee engage an unknown assailant, a second appearing later to aid the first.
Cpt Blu: Please describe the assailants to me.
Pvt Johnson: Let's see… The first one was definitely a female from what I could tell from her curves. She wore light armour but not like the kind you usually see freelance Huntresses wear. It looked military grade, but I think it has been customized to fit her preference.
Cpt Blu: Go on.
Pvt Johnson: She had a helmet on. It looked like a pilot's helmet. I guess she wore it to hide her face. And for some reason, she wore a white cloak over her armour with the hood up.
Cpt Blu: It's not uncommon for Huntsmen and Huntresses to be…liberal with their uniform. And the other?
Pvt Johnson: Well, that's where it gets a bit harder. To start, they had four arms, and only three long fingers on each hand. Their helmet was had two v-shaped visors and curved backwards, there was a spiked pauldron on heir left shoulder, a long red scarf, the kind you'd find somebody wearing in Vacuo, their armour made no indications of gender, and... oh right! The gun she was carrying looked and functioned like some kind of high-calibre railgun.
Cpt Blu: Interesting. Did anyone else move to engage the hostiles as well?
Pvt Johnson: No sir. We thought for sure that Specialist Schnee had it under control with the first intruder, and with how fast they were, our CO said we would only get in the way.
Cpt Blu: Your commanding officer made the right choice. It's not wise for people with limited training to get in the middle of a bale between Huntresses. What else did you do?
Pvt Johnson: We tried to alert the rest of the facility of an intruder in case the original hostile wasn't alone, and now we know she wasn't, but we couldn't get a signal out. It took us a moment to realize our communications were being jammed.
Cpt Blu: Yes, I have seen similar reports that state the same.
Pvt Johnson: Since we had no hope of sending an alert through the comms, our CO ordered some of us to go up the list so we could manually alert the base. But we were interrupted when we heard an explosion.
Cpt Blu: Which coincide with some of the missing supply of Dust.
Pvt Johnson: Yeah. We thought the explosion meant that Specialist Schnee took care of the first intruder but as it turned out, we were wrong.
Cpt Blu: …
Pvt Johnson: The intruder didn't have a single scratch on her, and she approached us so calmly like she knew there was nothing we could do to stop her, which I figured was the truth if she managed to defeat Specialist Schnee.
Cpt Blu: And what happened next?
Pvt Johnson: What do you think happened? The second one showed up and took us out like we were nothing! I was out like a light in fifteen seconds of her showing up, and I was one of the last ones! And when we all came to, well… you know what happened next beer than I do.
"Ah we can dance if we want to, we can leave your friends behind! Cause your friends don't dance, and if they don't dance, well they're are no friends of mine!"
Summer and Angie sang along to the song that was playing from DtK's speakers as they danced to it. The guardian duo were making their way back to Cloud Errant after their, marginally, successful raid on the Atlesian compound. Even if they had tripped the alarms, fought a specialist, turned their own androids against them and fended off an ensuing grimm attack. Regardless of that, the had what they needed, and they weren't followed. They had even managed to grab a few crates of dust on their way out.
The song played out and the guardians laughed as the next song on the playlist came on but being all danced out, they chose to just sit down at a table inside DtK.
"Hey Drei," Summer began, "I gotta ask, why'd you want to bring all this dust with us?" she motioned to the crates laying around.
"While not on the same level as Glimmer, Dust has some uses that only the most experienced Warlock could accomplish," Drei explained his reasoning for their extra cargo. "Another interesting fact that I learned is that Dust could also modify the effects of a person's Semblance."
"And you want to know how it reacts to our light and my darkness," Angie guessed. Drei nodded in confirmation.
"But why did we need so much of it?" Summer asked.
"It's the same reason we don't let Lantern help you experiment," Drei answered.
"I-wha-eh?!" Summer blubbered. "I don't blow things up!"
"On purpose," Angie pointed the tip of the beer bottle she had materialized at her daughter before taking a swig.
"Pfft. Name one time I unintentionally blew something up.
"That me you wielded a Knight's cleaver and tried to channel the arc energy through it," Drei pointed out.
"Ooh! What about that time you tried to manifest the Golden Gun as a fusion rifle!" Lantern reminded excitedly. "That was amazing!"
"Or that time you wanted to try to stop one of Lux's Nova bombs with one of my Frost Wraiths," Angie added.
"Technically that was a disintegration!" Summer corrected pointedly, sticking a finger at her mother, who gently swatted it away.
"Don't point at people Summer."
/
Ozpin was having a good day, all things considered. Other than a small upset with the field trip to Forever Fall, which smoothed itself out, everything had been going fine.
That was until he received a call from his old friend, James Ironwood. Picking up the scroll and silencing the ringing, Ozpin put the scroll up to his ear to see what the general had to say.
"Hello, James." Ozpin greeted steadily.
"Ozpin, there is something you need to see," Ironwood said, completely skipping formalities, as usual, "A few days ago, one of my facilities was attacked."
A beep and Ironwood had sent Ozpin files concerning the attack to his computer. Ozpin pulled them up and looked them over.
It was no doubt the White Fang that attacked the Atlesian facility. That was what Ozpin thought. They were being bolder with their activities lately. There was one thing that bothered the Beacon Academy Headmaster though.
Out of all of the videos and pictures being displayed, none of them was of the incident itself. There were mostly of the aftermath of the attack. With all of the Atlesian military's security, he figured that Ironwood would present him with video evidence of the incident or images at the very least.
"There is no digital proof of the attack itself. The attackers somehow managed to hack into our network and erased their presence from the records," the general explained, "If it wasn't for eyewitnesses and the missing military property, we wouldn't have known it actually happened."
Ozpin steepled his hands before him, fingers interlocking as he deliberated over the implications of this.
It was one thing to hack into a school's (ones for civilians, not Huntsmen) database to change your scores, as Arc did which led to the events of Forever Fall, but hacking into the security network of the best military on Remnant was another thing entirely.
"That's not the only thing," he added, "According to witnesses, there were only two."
"There are not many who are brazen enough to assault an Atlesian base with such low numbers." Ozpin finally commented.
"Yes but apparently these people had the skills to back it up," James replied, "We suspect that they were Huntresses gone rogue after one easily dealt with one of my best agents and the other the rest of my men."
Another beep and recordings of soldiers reporting on the intruders. Ozpin watched them as his eyes grew wider and wider.
"Impossible," Ozpin muttered.
"That's what I thought." Ironwood agreed, having heard Ozpin. "Not only do they describe the late Summer Rose Perfectly, but whatever that... thing, was with her clearly was neither human nor faunus." Both headmasters went silent for a while. "Ozpin, we need to face the possibility. If Salem..."
"James." The one word from Ozpin stopped the other man in his tracks. "Let's not get too far ahead of ourselves. We'll investigate it first before we reach any... hasty, conclusions."
"...Okay." James agreed. And with a click, a beeping began to signal the end of the call. Ozpin set his mug down to contemplate the information.
They would have to deal with this very carefully...
Good Kama – Sniper Rifle – Power – Arc
Intrinsic perk – Battery Pack: This Weapon does not need to be reloaded
Exotic perk – Railgun: Charge this weapon up to fire an explosive shot that bypasses shields
(Weapon Based on KARMA-1 from the Cycle, go check it out!)
