Man, this story has been growing a lot recently. I might have said that before already, but hey, I need something to say at the beginning of this chapter. In other news, if you have not taken a look at it already, a friend of mine who goes by the name Nova was kind enough to draw Kai for me digitally. I've made that digital drawing the cover art for now so if you haven't taken a look at that already, please do.

Also, I may have gone a little too overboard in the makings of Cinder being evil and all that. I didn't mean to make it seem like I didn't like her character and that I only see her that way. In my other stories, she is written differently in pretty much all of them. Destiny Fated Black, for instance, the Cinder in that one certainly is a treat. I would say AUH as well, but Spoiler alert. Cinder sorta… died in that one really early on.

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Coverart: Nova

The Blind Huntsman

Chapter 60- Volume 2, Episode 3

Never Stop

Cinder paced back and forth and thought. That was almost the only thing she did when there wasn't anything immediate for her to take care of right away, the last time she had something exciting to do was when the vigilante tried to fight her. He lost, and she thought that she had killed him, but to her frustration not only was he alive, but he now had help. He was being more careful now, and she made the mistake of playing around with him for a little too long.

That was the Grimm part of her DNA that has been talking, walking, and committing acts of terror most of the time. Salem did warn her that taking the form of a Grimm in her arm and eye would make her mind weaker and more susceptible to the yearning of violence and chaos, but she was much too desperate after the utter nightmare that was the assault on the last Vytal Festival Tournament. In her anger of failing to capture the Matsuoka child that Salem wanted brought to her, and on top of that facing the humiliation that was losing an arm and an eye to that very child was enough to push her to do something she wouldn't have done if she was as calm as collected as she used to be.

She should have just taken the arm like Watts suggested. If she did then her mental state wouldn't be an issue right now. But, in spite of Watts' calculations on how long her sanity would last, she's managed to control herself so far. Sometimes she would have her outbursts, she'd be the first to admit. Whenever someone insulted her behind her back, that someone deserved to be burned. In some cases, she supposed she could have been a bit more lenient, but she couldn't deny that most of them did deserve the scars that they got.

Roman Torchwick for one, she was patient with him for a time. A whole years time. Yet after losing a limb he just had to make a snarky comment about it. She almost killed him that day, burning his back like she did. He didn't dare make a comment like that again and has been an obedient dog that he was expected to be ever since she first came to recruit him and his little pet Neo.

But there was something about that boy who took her arm and eye that lead her to anger every time she thought about him. Any time she'd look in the mirror, she was reminded of what he did to her that day. It would have been so easy to go all out at the beginning and kill the boy before he and his mother became an obnoxious duo long enough for his impossibly powerful father to join the battle. She feared that she would have lost if he wasn't so exhausted already fighting his way to her, and right after she killed him she had yet another chance to kill the boy. But no, she made the mistake of talking and bragging about her victory like a fool. Still, it wasn't like she expected the boy to be able to use the powers of his eyes despite being blind not once, but two times in a row. The second time right after passing out the first time.

Though, that could easily be explained. Kai was a Matsuoka after all, and so his blood had a natural affinity with the magic of the silver eyes. Besides, the Matsuoka's bloodline is the most dense with the power of the old humanity an era ago. No wonder Salem wanted him so badly, one so young could be easily manipulated and with a silver-eyed warrior on their side, Ozpin would fall the rest of the way to his defeat.

But that meant allowing Kai Matsuoka to live longer, and that was disappointing. Disappointing, and infuriating. She couldn't allow him to get by with getting back at him. She'd cut out an eye- No, an arm! That way he'd know exactly the kind of pain he put her through. The kind of pain she is forced to live with every day.

She stopped pacing and scratched at her chin with her Grimm hand, thinking even more on the future, the present, and the past all at the same time. Despite being damaged as it was, she still saw herself as one of the smartest people on Remnant. While she thought, she instinctively got down to one knee as her Grimm parts began to flare with an indescribable sense that told her that a Seer was near, and not just any Seer, this was her Seer.

"Cinder…" The Seer called out to her, Cinder raised her head to look into the refracted black and red eyes of her Queen. "Tell me what the situation is in Vale." The Queen demanded.

"Everything is going as according to plan," Cinder began with a confident smile on her face. "The White Fang have finished arriving here in Vale, leaving being scarce skeleton platoons to disguise the fact that over ninety-five percent of them are all in Vale and-"

"I am not speaking of the White Fang presence, they are as needless as a newborn child this late in the game." Salem cut her off with a firm voice. "I am speaking of the relic, have you made any progress in locating it?"

Cinder bit the inside of her lip in her nervousness. "It has been difficult on gaining information about the secrets of Beacon when I am unable to infiltrate it. So no… I am afraid I have not located where the Relic of Choice may be as of yet."

The Seer remained quiet for several seconds, during that Cinder felt her breathing become more ragged and labored. Her Grimm parts were telling her to be afraid, to obey the Queen, to run away and maim and murder every nearby human. But her human mind combined with half of the power of the Fall Maiden were able to smother those deep dark desires of her other half. She forced herself to stop shaking and she stared into the Seer's spherical head where she knew Salem's eyes would be staring back at her. Adamant. Determined. Just as she always has been since she was first taken under the Queen's wing.

"Disappointing," Salem said, Cinder shut her eyes softly and accepted the scolding. "But, I will continue to have faith in your ability, however against the judgment and suggestions your colleagues may have given me."

"I will find you the Relic of Choice," Cinder declared. "I care not for what those foolish men think, I have and always been the one to do the most for you. That is an irrefutable fact."

"Once upon a time, I might have agreed with you." Cinder felt a stab of humiliation through her gut, but she remained steadfast with her head held high. "I am not blind to your true thoughts and feelings, the Relic of Choice for you is secondary. Your primary and most desired goal is to seek your revenge on that silver-eyed boy, is it not?"

"I…" Cinder wanted to deny it. Deny it and say that she has ever been loyal to her and her will only, but that would have been a lie. And the one thing Salem hated more than dishonesty was Ozpin. So she remained silent, admitting it would be to admit weakness, as would to deny it.

"Listen to me closely, Cinder," Cinder bowed her head respectfully as the many tendrils of the Seer began to wrap around her neck and body softly. She could burn them away, but doing so would also burn a wedge right in between her and Salem. "While your anger and hatred toward the boy is understandable, and perhaps even rightfully placed. What is the first thing I taught you when I first made contact with you?"

"If my will becomes more important to me than your own, then they will forever be lost to me." Cinder repeated robotically. That line was burned into her memory, and she could never forget it.

"That's exactly right. This silver-eyed boy, this… Kai Matsuoka is it?" Cinder nodded her head to confirm it. "Is not to be simply tossed to the side with a cut-throat like his father. The father had to die, I admit. He'd become too dangerous and even Ozpin wasn't able to control him. But the son… he is fallible, he can be manipulated and controlled. Just like all Matsuokas before him. They are the great betrayers of the silver-eyed warriors after all."

That's right, Cinder remembered the dark fairy tale. While there was the original and more popular tale of the silver-eyed warriors, there was also the tale of how they were driven to near extinction. Salem decided centuries ago that the ones with silver eyes were too dangerous and needed to be destroyed. Of course, that proved difficult and taxing when her Grimm were simply stared to death and actually became afraid of the warriors over time, and her being mostly Grimm herself decided that it would be more trouble than it's worth going after them herself. So that left one other option, hire assassins, and hire a lot of them. They did good work, but they didn't do good enough work, so when the warriors decided to start fighting back, there was just one family of them that decided it would be better off to sacrifice their sister families in order to protect their own. That family was none other than the Matsuoka family. Long before Kai or Malikai or even the latter's father was born, their ancestors used a sacred ability that allowed Salem and her assassins to drive the silver-eyed warriors to near extinction. All silver-eyed warriors are related to each other one way or another, so that made it even easier for them to be located and hunted down. Of course, not every single one of them were destroyed. Their genes would live on to be passed down from generation to generation, and it would be impossible to destroy every single one of them unless she destroyed all of humanity along with them. But with ninety-nine percent of them gone, and scarce few of them even knowing of the unique powers of their eyes, they became much less of a threat than they were before. All because of one scared leader of his family.

"A betrayers bloodline is always one for me to rely on. They would betray even their friends and loved ones in order to protect their families. I still remember the ultimatum that was offered to the father. So easily manipulated, so easily pointed in the wrong direction. He did amazing work in making Ozpin's last pocket silver-eyed warrior no longer an issue for me. A shame he could not become so much more." Salem's smug smirk was palpable, she seemed very pleased with herself for being able to manipulate someone like that.

"You wish to do the same with Kai?" Cinder asked. She knew that Salem wanted him for a reason, but with everything she's been saying now it was heavily and obviously implied that there was something more to it.

"No, I wish to do more," Salem said. "There are endless possibilities that could be worked with. I've manipulated many Matsuokas into helping me before, what is one revenge-lead child compared to great leaders of the past?" She chuckled. "Of course, the little Rose is another issue, she seems to be very close to that boy, and therefore must have been taught how to use those eyes of hers."

"Ruby Rose, I know of her." Cinder reported. "She used her eyes to enhance her abilities and nearly managed to slay some of my allies."

"Then she too is worth keeping an eye on."

"What will you have me do?"

"If you can, bring me to her. If she causes more trouble than she's worth, kill her." Cinder nodded her head stoically. Ruby Rose never did anything to her, but her eyes cursed her to a path that intersects with hers.

"And Kai?" Cinder asked, much more negative about the second one.

"Do not let your hatred drive you into madness Cinder," Salem said. "My orders remains as it was three years ago. He is not to be killed, and is to be brought to me. I will not have you trying to kill him like you did before, the next time you try to go against my orders, there will be severe punishments for you in-store."

"I…" Cinder sighed and nodded her head obediently. "As you wish, my Queen."

"Good. Remember Cinder, you are never alone." The Seer began to disappear. "I expect everything to come to fruition in due time, by the time we are done here. Not only Ozpin will fall, but everything else he holds dear to him."

"Of course." Cinder stood up as the Seer disappeared completely into the darkness, and out of earshot. "The plan remains the same, we will do everything that we need to, and more. Once I am done in Vale, the whole world will know not to trifle with me…"

"There… really are Gods?" Kai asked in his shock, he sat back in his seat and couldn't feel anything around him for several moments. The entire tale was… incredibly shocking. He almost wished that Ozpin had lied to him, but he could sense none of it from him. It was convenient but had its moments like these where he wished he wasn't blind and didn't have to rely on seismic sensing.

There was not only one God, but two. The God of Light, the one who created all that is beautiful and full of life like water, plants, and wildlife. And the God of Darkness, the one who created all that is dark and full of death like drought, fire, famine, and of course the Grimm. The God of Darkness designed them specifically to have the innate desire to destroy everything and anything that harbored life. After feuding for who knows how many years, they created humanity together and gifted them with knowledge, creation, destruction, and choice.

Then physical manifestations of those gifts were created. The Relics. Kai knew of the maidens, Ozpin, Salem, and the whole secret war for humanity. But he didn't know about these tools that could very well destroy humanity one way or another. Apparently, along with the immense power that maidens hold, with that comes a key to open the vaults that Ozpin has hid in each kingdom, in each academy.

"This is… I don't know how to describe it." Kai said, this wasn't something he could point his sword at and kill. There was so much more to this secret war than he originally thought.

"Shocking, I would assume," Ozpin said. The tale went on to be told over hours, and the moon was rising behind the headmaster. Shrouding his silhouette with a white light. "I would have rather waited to tell you this when you graduate, but I am afraid we do not have the luxury of time at the moment."

"I get it," Kai interrupted before the headmaster could continue speaking. "I've already accepted that. Tell me though, how long have you been fighting Salem? How did things get this bad?"

Ozpin hang his head with a sigh that came out from his nose. Kai sensed something within the man that might have resembled a sense of old age or exhausting. Ozpin was a very tired man, and his soul has been around for more lifetimes than any human should really have to exist for. This was more visible than it ever has been for him. "Centuries, I'm afraid. Though I do not know how Salem became the… thing that she is today."

Something spiked in Kai's senses, a crack in Ozpin's metaphorical armour. There was a lie in there somewhere, and he knew it wasn't the centuries of battle thing. In this case, it didn't really matter if Ozpin knew how Salem became the way she is now. She is still trying to ruin the world either way. His instinct told him to demand more, but he was already tired enough as it is and this information was already going to be haunting him the rest of his life. Whatever Ozpin was still hiding from him, he would ask him about it later.

"The relics…" Kai moved on to a different topic. "If they are all brought together, the Gods come back. Wouldn't they just destroy Salem if they did anyway?"

"That question is something I've been asking myself for a very long time, Mister Matsuoka." In a very un-headmaster like way, Ozpin leaned back in his chair and tried to relax his tired mind. "Most likely, yes, the Gods would destroy Salem if she was able to summon them back. But along with her, the planet would be destroyed as well. I do not know what she could possibly gain from being erased, but I do know that it cannot be allowed to happen."

"Agreed." As simple and slightly confusing as it was, Kai could see the reasoning there. Not wanting the world to end was a very good reason to keep fighting for as long as Ozpin has been. A goal that Kai was very willing to continue fighting for.

"Not even Qrow knows about how deep this tale goes," Ozpin continued. "The only one who knows about how deep this war really goes other than me is you. Mister Matsuoka. Your father did as well when he still worked with me, and I am sorry that I am putting this on your shoulders."

"And I'll say the same thing to you that I said to Qrow after a little disagreement of ours. I may be seventeen, but I'm not a child anymore. I can't sit back and let this all happen while I wait to get old enough to legally allowed to do everything that needs to be done." Kai explained. "Which is why I am glad you are not going to hold me back and told me about that warehouse with the paladin."

"I see no reason to squander natural talent with the bars of education," Ozpin said with a light smile. "Since we're on that, I believe you should go to return to your teammates and tell them of their mission in the coming days. As well as gather teams JNPR and RWBY to assist."

"I never said that I was going to pick those two to come with me…"

Ozpin knew that Kai was blind, but he gave him a look that told him to not even try to attempt to hide that.

"I'll let them know as soon as I leave," Kai said with a sigh as he began to stand.

"You do that, and Mister Matsuoka," Ozpin called out to him before Kai could enter the elevator and descend the tower. "Thank you, for giving me a chance to prove to you that I am trustworthy."

Kai stood there taking soft relaxed breaths as he contemplated what he should reply with.

"Yeah, just don't give me a reason to go back on our agreement. You won't get a second chance." He said as the doors shut behind him. Ozpin held a firm smirk as the boy left, nostalgic of the past friends he has made and lived with before they eventually expired. There was something about Kai that made him feel extra mushy however, there was a certain charm underneath that rocky and untrusting exterior that made Ozpin feel the need to have him by his side.

"You're so much like your father, Mister Matsuoka. Yet different in all the perfect ways." Ozpin said as he pulled up a program on his computer, a tracking program that he had secretly installed himself into Kai's custom made scroll. It seemed like the boy has been making very interesting trips at night, and all around the same time, the White Fang were attacked by a certain masked vigilante.

"I look forward to your continued success. You've done exactly what I've expected so far..."

Kai felt the brisk cold air wash over his face as he continued walking through the silent halls of Beacon. It wasn't unbearably cold and it was actually pretty warm, but his enhanced senses made it so that even the most slight breeze was picked up by the hairs on his arms, face, and even though his clothes.

He had a lot to think about, that much was for certain. Of all the Gods, relics, and maidens of this world, more and more kept getting piled upon his shoulders. Was this the weight that his father once held on his shoulders when he was his age? When he graduated? The knowledge of being one of the only people that can actually put a dent in Salem's plans must have been a difficult piece of knowledge to carry. Added on to the fact that his family was being hunted down at the same time. Now that he understands what Malikai has been through, Kai doesn't blame his father for leaving Ozpin and all the baggage that came along with his name.

The dorm building became the most immediate area as he walked up the stairs to where his dorm room was located. Beside it, he could sense his mother and Malienna still awake, watching something on the TV. After a few more steps he made it to his own dorm.

His scroll was very near the lock to automatically open it from his side, but something stopped him. He pulled his hand away and he stepped back. Sighing to himself exasperatedly before turning back around and going back down the stairs. Soon enough, he found himself back outside and nearing the edge of Beacon itself. The cliff felt massive beneath him, and he tilted his face up to the sky before taking off his blindfold. He held within his hands and let the excess material fall slack at the sides. He turned his head down at it, knowing that he couldn't see it, but did so anyway.

"What would you think about me as I am today, dad?" He asked the blindfold which once belonged to his father. The most powerful man that he knew. "I've killed people, some more brutally than others. I'm fighting the fight you wanted me to stay away from. This war… these… Gods… I'm starting to see why you were so adamant on not cooperating with Ozpin."

The blindfold continued its eternal silence.

"I'd like to think you'd be proud of me, that you sacrificed your life for this young man to grow up happy. I'm sorry, but, I'm not quite happy just yet." He smiled sadly as he felt the tears sting at his blind eyes. "What would you do in this situation? What did you do all those years ago when you were the leader Team MAVR when Ozpin told you everything? You were probably shocked at first, maybe even determined. But me?"

Kai squeezed his hands into fists to stop them from shaking. His nails bit into his aura and he couldn't control the panic attack that was racking his entire body. "I'm terrified. I don't know if I can keep doing this. If I can really stop Cinder and save everyone. The World... I have so much blood on my hands, but will everything that I've ever done be pointless at the end of it all? Did I start killing for no reason? Have I become the monster? My eyes might think so, considering that they've been rejecting me recently."

The blindfold continued to remain silent.

Kai sighed and wiped the fluid off of his face. "I know, I'm just being dramatic at this point. Somewhere deep inside me, I've always knew the stakes. Ever since you died, I knew that I had to be the one to put a stop to this. I had to become a man very quickly, and I've done things I know I would have never have even considered back then. I felt the change over time, but now I know for certain."

"I will never know peace until all of my enemies are dead," Kai said as he gripped the blindfold tightly. "I'm sorry if you'd think I'm a monster, or if I became the very opposite of what you expected me to become after that day in Mistral. But you had your way of doing things, and I have mine. No matter how scared I might get, no matter what Cinder does. I have to keep fighting. Because that is what a warrior would do. I hope you understand… if by any chance you agree with me, then I want you to wish me luck." Kai snickered. "I'm going to need as much of it as I can. That much is a fact."

With steadfast resolve, he tied the blindfold back around his head. Then snapped it tight into its knot.

"I don't need my eyes to take out a few White Fang. My official entry in this war begins soon, and I am going to make sure Cinder and Salem rue the day they ever decided to force my hand."

Somehow, he had a feeling Malikai would agree with him partially, but Kai didn't need the approval of a dead man, or Qrow, or Marron. Right now, the only one he needed to completely trust and believe in, was himself.

"There are too many of our revolutionaries here in Vale, Adam. I can barely feed them as it is, how long until they start to revolt and abandon our cause?" Sienna argued as she went over countless reports sent to her directly from all over Vale. The countless files literally piled up to almost past her head, and across from her, Adam was doing his best to help her. Though he was more of a soldier than she was, and hardly had the experience or the acquired intelligence to be able to comprehend everything here properly.

"Our forces will not abandon us, we have an entire city here. Vale is hardly unused to overpopulation, we'll manage for longer than we need to." Adam replied as he went through a file.

"And still don't know why I'm here," Mercury said as he continued playing a game on his scroll.

"You're here until Cinder comes to collect you," Sienna barked at the young assassin. "That was the agreement and I don't trust you to let you out of my sight for even a single second. I don't want you causing even more rumors than you already are now."

Mercury raised an eyebrow. "I'm causing rumors?"

"Nothing to get so smug about." Sienna hissed.

"I apologize for keeping you for so long, Mercury." Adam sighed as he ran two fingers across the bridge of his nose, his mask was off and to the side and he felt the beginnings of his scar as he rubbed his face. "But know that is it necessary to do so. Cinder technically didn't order us to give you back after the docks heist, and your presence is needed if we are to proceed with some of our plans."

"You know, you are not at all like I expected a few years back." Mercury piped as he let a smug grin stretch across his face. "I thought there would be a whole lot more edge to your personality. Maybe even a little stabby when angry. I still remember when you'd yell at anyone who even mentioned that catgirls name before. Ah, good times."

"Very funny," Adam said unenthusiastically as he signed yet another form. "The new bloods are getting uneasy. They are starting to suspect that something more is going on in the background of everything that we let them know."

"Which there is." Mercury pointed out.

"The point of what I am saying is that they shouldn't know what really is about to happen." Sienna corrected. "We are already on a tight leash as it is, and after we lost all those people at the docks, plus this Stone Face still active in killing our troops. Who is now apparently working with the police and huntsman to assist in uprooting this entire operation, morale is at a low. And that is just putting it lightly. It doesn't matter if we have almost a million strong here in Vale, not if they are all frightened and undisciplined weaklings."

"We don't need the entire White Fang," A deep, masculine voice interrupted her before she could continue. For a moment she dared to hope that it was Adam who spoke, since he had a similar tone of voice to this new man. But fate would squander her hope as she turned in her seat to look at the very man who has been making sure that they stayed loyal and obedient to Cinder.

Hazel Reinhart entered, and to his right was a man with a stylish mustache. "Hello Sienna, Adam. It has been some time since I've last seen you."

"Not long enough," Adam murmured as he kept his head down and refused to look at the bulky man. It was better not to say anything if the only thing that was going to come out of his mouth was negativity. That was something he'd learned a long time ago.

"Why are you here, Hazel?" Sienna asked the man, much more professional than he would have ever been. "We've done everything that we've been told to, there shouldn't be any trouble."

"And we aren't here to cause any," The man with the mustache stepped forward and spoke. "We wouldn't have come for no good reason, we were ordered to provide some assistance. Miss Sustrai was kind enough to come lead us here herself."

"Emerald?" Mercury perked up and started paying attention suddenly. Over Watts' shoulder, he could see the familiar head of mint green hair. Emerald stepped out from behind Watts, waving and stepping toward Mercury the moment he saw him.

There weren't many people he'd let get close to him, but Emerald was one of those people he'd admittedly grown attached too. They didn't hug like most other pairs would have, but the relieved smiles they had on their faces when they saw each other again held the same amount of affection that any physical contact would have provided. "The hell have you been?" Mercury said as he gave into temptation and placed a hand on the girl's shoulder.

"Cinder sent me to go get them," Emerald explained simply. "I thought she'd tell you where I've gone."

"Yeah, well, all she said was that you were on a special task." Mercury snorted rudely. "Whatever, Em I'm… glad you're back."

"Yeah…" Emerald smirked. "Me too."

"Touching reunions aside," Watts said with a smug dishonest grin on his face. "We've heard that the White Fang has been having some trouble."

"And how will you be able to help with that?" Sienna challenged. "I don't know you, so don't expect me to believe that you'll be any more useful than this kid."

"Hey, I take much offense to that." Mercury chimed in.

"Oh, my sweet tigress," Sienna's eyebrow twitched angrily at his sarcastic tone, as if he was talking to her like she was a toddler. "I won't be providing any physical work like my large associate over here, or the scorpion faunus you know and love."

Sienna winced at the implication that Tyrian was around as well. That man and new recruits did not go together whatsoever. "I will be making sure that at the end of the day, none of your faces are on wanted posters. You can see me as… technical support."

"This is nonnegotiable," Hazel said before Adam could make his protests. The scarred man grabbed his mask and slid it back on, then sat in his seat tensely as he tried his best to focus everything in his mind on the reports before him. It worked to a certain extent, but there was nothing he could do for the itching desire he had to make them all pay for everything they put the White Fang through. "You might as well make this easy for both of us, if there is anything or anywhere you are not completely confident in hiding or defending, now would be a good time to tell us."

"We're fine," Adam said sternly.

"Adam," Sienna warned. Adam nodded his head and opted to remain silent from now on. "There is one place that I am not entirely sure about leaving as it is now. It is a place I cannot have too little or too much of my forces at, I don't want attention drawn to it but just in case it is attacked I don't want to lose the assets that we are storing in there for now."

"Name the cargo and location, and Tyrian and I will make sure no harm comes to your forces or goods," Hazel promised with a solid nod.

Sienna didn't trust Cinder or any of her lackeys, but Hazel was one exception. She knew that he wasn't exactly a friend, but out of all of the humans that she is forced to work with Hazel has always been one to follow up on his promises and avoids resorting to violence whenever he cans. It made her wonder how a man like him got wrapped up in all this in the first place, she could tell that he was a gentleman at heart. Life has a way of changing people, however.

"Stole Atlesian paladins." Watts whistled impressively as Hazel nodded his head. Adam glared at Sienna, but the damage was done and they couldn't turn back now. "There is a vigilante that has been causing me a lot of trouble, and I am willing to bet a lot of money that he knows where to strike next. My White Fang can't handle him, and Roman and that strange girl are hardly trustworthy. I need those paladins protected and secure."

"I shall see it done myself," Hazel said.

"Give me the general area and I shall make it appear as nothing is there at all." Watts confidently and arrogantly added.

"Then here," Sienna handed over a folded piece of paper. Hazel walked over and grabbed it, unfolding it and reading the contents. After he was finished he stuff the paper into his pocket and nodded one more time in Sienna's direction.

"Thank you for your cooperation," Hazel said as he folded the paper back up and stuffed it into his pocket. "I'll see what I can do to solve this little issue of yours."

"Appreciated," Sienna replied.

"Marvelous," Watts spread his arms apart in what might have seemed an exciting way. Around him were Hazel, Adam Taurus, Sienna Khan, Mercury, Emerald, and Tyrian stalking about somewhere in Vale. None of them quite shared the same amount of arrogance that he did, but that didn't stop the man from boasting about practically nothing. "Finally, something worth my time."

And there goes chapter 60! I felt like writing more, but I didn't want to drag this on for longer than I had to. The point was clear enough and saying any more would have been repetitive. Also, sorry this came out so damn late at night, or early in the morning, depending on where you're from and if you're actually reading this the moment I updated the story. Things have been a little action-packed and information-heavy lately with this story, as well as all my other stories, and combined with College midterms, I am still wondering how I am able to keep up with this story last week. I actually managed to write this entire chapter in about 2-3 hours. Which is REALLY fast apparently. I did the math and supposedly I wrote at a rate of 67 words per minute. Huh. That must be how much I love you guys and girls.

Also, since Volume 7 of RWBY has come out with a few episodes, yes, I will be using some of those new characters. The Ace squad particularly strikes my fancy.

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