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The Blind Huntsman

Chapter 74

Volume 2, Episode 15

Adam snarled and fixed his new mask onto his face. Again, his greatest piece of pride as a member of the White Fang has been tarnished. Now only that, but Cinder has gotten what she wanted again. She must have known that Sienna wasn't going to be under her wing for long and that something had to be plotting underneath all the tight wraps where she didn't have any pull in. So that was why she let her get arrested and didn't even try to save her from the two headmasters. They could have one, what happened to all that boasting of her power? She was clearly not as strong as she made herself out to be, not enough that he would go out of his way to challenge her, but a disgusting amount.

"You look like you're pissed," Mercury commented as he leaned on the door frame to Sienna's old office, which he guessed was now his. "Should I come by another time?"

"No," Adam bit out, forcing himself to calm down a few notches. "Come, I suppose I should be the one dealing with you personally from now on anyway."

"Like you haven't been the one doing that already," Mercury said as he checked the hallway outside the office to make sure no one was watching, and then let himself in and locked the door behind him to be extra safe. "So, things have gone to shit. Eh?"

"Hmph," Adam fell into the seat which once belonged to Sienna. "Indeed it has. With Sienna arrested, I doubt we are ever going to see her again. Ironwood must be ecstatic to have her locked up in that prison ship of his."

"Were you two close?" Mercury asked as he looked around the office, he's only been in there twice before, so he was still a little curious about the office where big decisions were made in the White Fang.

Adam shut his eye and kept his silence.

"Guess that answers that question," Mercury muttered as he looked toward the new leader of the White Fang. "The news go out yet that you're the new leader?"

"I doubt that it hasn't already reached Menagerie," Adam huffed. "I've always been a top candidate to succeed Sienna ever since I started climbing the ranks as fast as I did. I was a great combatant, a good leader, and inspirational to new recruits. But to answer your earlier question partially, we weren't always on the best of terms."

"I can believe that," Mercury chuckled. "I don't mean to insult her, but she hardly seems like the kind of woman that is okay with having her authority matched or challenged. She seems to be the more controlling type, kinda like Cinder. Only a lot nicer about it."

"You would be accurate in that assumption," Adam allowed. It wasn't that far off. Unlike him, ever since the White Fang began with the Belladonna's in control of it Sienna has always been a known figure. Personal friend to Ghira and Kali themselves, and with all the same traits as he with it, she just had more fire within herself and took what she wanted when she realized that peaceful protests weren't going anywhere. At every opportunity, she undermined Ghira's decisions and outright ignored them to make her own orders at times. Eventually, she went as far as to overthrow the Belladonna family entirely and within the span of a few years as the Supreme Leader of the White Fang, she turned the White Fang violent. And it worked. He was all for the idea himself, and as such he climbed the ranks because of it. Blake was once all for the idea herself, but she was too weak-minded and didn't have the stomach to do what needed to be done. He did, and so he stayed.

Despite Sienna's aggressive personality and somewhat unhealthy lust for power, she was still a person. Much more than he can say for Cinder. She actually cared about those who fought for her, bled for her, and died for her. He'd confided in her countless times, especially when Blake left him so suddenly as she did. And in turn, after she stopped seeing him as a usurper rising against her throne and realized that he was just doing what he believed was right, she gained the trust in him to return the favor. He wouldn't say it to Mercury, but yes, he did feel close to Sienna and he was sure it worked the same vice versa.

Not close enough to shed a tear over her loss, however. She was still alive, though he'd most likely never see her again. They always knew that one day one of them may get captured or killed, so even though they were close, they never grew attached. Right now, he saw that was the best decision that could be made between the two. For he couldn't afford to get as depressed as he was when Blake left, not again, not when he had the entire White Fang on his shoulders.

"But that is not what we should be talking about," Adam said as he ended that train of thought. His one blue eye stared at Mercury through the slits of his mask. "You. What are you doing here? I didn't call for you, and I doubt you came here just to ask about how I feel about Sienna."

"You catch on fast," Mercury crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat. One of his robotic legs raised up to lean on the desk. Adam didn't care enough to push it off. "Yeah, I am here for a reason. Not because of Cinder," He added when Adam grew tense. "She is too busy coming up with new plans since that guy from Signal used her semblance on her. I let myself out when I realized she forgot that I was in the room with her."

"Should you be telling me this?" Adam asked.

"Hey, you were the one who wanted this alliance, I just accepted the offer." Mercury pointed out.

"Can I still count on our partnership, then?"

"Of course," Mercury smirked at him. "Nothing's changed, if anything, things have been made easier for us. Don't hit me for saying this, but with Sienna out of the way we have nothing stopping us from going through with some of those plans we talked about before. Y'know, about this Stone Face guy?"

Adam narrowed his eye at him. "I believe a certain third party is already working on that part. And I find myself suddenly overwhelmed with work after becoming a supreme leader of an entire race."

"Well, it's always good to make contingency plans, isn't it?"

"You are really pushing for this," Adam stated as he leaned forward on the desk, resting his elbows and getting more interested in this particular conversation. "If you wanted to stop this alliance of ours I wouldn't have stopped you, not that I could have anyway. Killing you would only alert Cinder and threatening you wouldn't work since you still have Cinder to fall back on. No, you're still here for a reason, you stated as such before, do you mind telling me why you are so eager to betray the one who saved you?"

"Saved me from what?" Mercury bitterly spat into a small metal garbage can. "I'd won that fight against my Dad. I was a little hurt, sure. But I would have lived. She picked me up if anything and got really lucky while doing it. I had nowhere else to go and nothing else to do. I lived in that house and shitty little town all my life before she came and I wanted out of it."

"And now?"

"I think she's a damn crazy psycho bitch with too much power and way too willing to let her pawns do dirty work for her." Mercury snarled. "She already nearly got me killed once and that was just recently. If anything I owe you for letting me live then. She would have blamed that on Stone Face and you would have been Scott free there."

"I saw potential," Adam said with a shrug. "You fit the bill of what Sienna and I needed. An inside mole. However, you are lying."

Mercury's grey eyes flashed with anger and surprise. "Care to elaborate?" He asked bitterly.

Adam smirked, somehow amused by something. "You are still working under Cinder for the same reason I joined the White Fang before. Did you know that I used to want to be a huntsman when I was growing up in the mines?"

"No, but does this have a point?"

Adam skipped all the details Mercury didn't need to hear and went onto said point.

"Even after I was branded, I was still hesitant about joining the White Fang. Even after the mines, I worked at was liberated. I was still having second thoughts. Then, someone else convinced me. A girl."

"The same one that dipped out on us two years ago?"

"One and the same," Adam confirmed. "I joined the White Fang because of my love for Blake, and I grew to love it and let myself become more and more involved with the organization until it became too much for her to handle. Mercury, I believe that you are working for Cinder for a similar reason. You joined her at first because you had nowhere else to go, but you stayed with her because of a similar reason to my staying in the White Fang. A girl."

Mercury's cocky smirk faded away, his eyes narrowed and for once, he was not confident in himself to make a comeback. His body language alone was enough for Adam to get an answer out of him.

"Emerald is her name, correct? I never spoke with her before, but I know of her. The two of you are always around one another when there isn't something you two need to do after all. After spending these last few years together, I suppose even the heartless son of an assassin can grow attached to someone."

"A brave assumption to make," Mercury said.

"Though not inaccurate. I don't hear you denying it."

"Because it's pointless to try if you've already figured it out," Mercury said with a low growl. "Emerald is too loyal to Cinder, she loves her too much and I doubt she'd choose me over her if it came down to it."

"Which is why if we get Cinder out of the way, you'd be the only person you can rely on?"

"When you say it like that it's like we're not talking about Cinder," Mercury said, rolling his eyes at the analogy. "But no, if that were the only reason I'm still here. I wouldn't be bothered to work with you for this long. I would have had Cinder burn you alive a long time ago."

"So why are you still here?" Adam asked.

"I'm done being a damn slave, that's why." Mercury finally snapped. "All my life all I've ever been is what someone else wanted me to be. I was robbed of a childhood thanks to my dear father trying to make me succeed him as an assassin, and I was robbed of a normal life after that when Cinder came and basically forced me into working with her. I want to make my own choices for a change, which is why working with you has been the most exciting moment of my life for a long time. I'm doing this because I want too, not because someone else told me to do it. Besides, my crimes compared to Cinder's are astronomically legal. If she goes, who's going to care about little old Mercury Black who is just trying to get away from everything?" His smirk came back again, and for once, it looked genuinely happy. "You, my friend, Adam Taurus, are one of those first steps into that little dream of mine. And if it works out, I'll even have Emerald to celebrate it with."

"You really are an interesting one," Adam had to admit, cracking a small smile after hearing Mercury's reasoning. His true reasoning. He didn't sense any lies in that little rant of his. It was more like he was venting more than anything. "Fine then," Adam stood up, and extended out his hand.

"I still have some doubts, but I believe you can still be trusted to be a valuable ally. Shall we keep working together?" He asked with a grin.

Mercury matched it and stood up to meet the other young man. The sounds of their hands clapping against each other as they shook hands was more satisfying than he thought it'd be.

"Yeah, I think we should," Mercury replied.

Roman fell into the cushions of his own personal stolen cough and took off his hat and set it to his side with an explosive sigh. He was tired. Exhausted even. And it wasn't even because he was out robbing late night open stores or after a fight like he's been finding himself in recently. No, this was a different kind of tired. The kind of tired he hated. The guilty kind.

Neo appeared on the couch beside him and leaned her head on his shoulder and hugged him with one arm. Showing her unyielding support that he knew that he could always rely on even in the worst of times.

They'd just come back from Mountain Glenn after sending that train in. After not liking the idea of actually driving the train himself, he let that big fucker do it. Bane, if he remembered his name. If he wanted to drive the train straight into tonnes of rubble he very well wasn't about to stop him. But at the same time that meant he gave the okay for the Breach to happen in the first place. He saw the news the minute he got back. Thousands dead, almost three thousand, most of them not even those who cand defend themselves. And that was just about two hours of the Grimm being allowed into the city via the breach. Imagine if they'd been in there a day, a week, a month before the breach would have finally been breached. That number may have even reached five or six figures, maybe more if people were stupid, of which there were a lot of those things around.

He wasn't the one who pulled the trigger but damn it, he supplied the ammo! All those months of stealing dust. Dozens of containers, thousands of crates. So much lien Jacques Schnee would be blue in the face if he could see the way it was being used. A good portion of it was given to the White Fang to arm them and fuel their weapons and vehicles. But the vast majority of it was put into the train for that damned suicide mission to cause that breach in the first place. All that effort he put into acquiring all of that dust all pointed toward fucking genocide.

This wasn't what he became gentlemen criminal for. Could he even be called one anymore after what he just did? His name may not have been tied to the attack, but it didn't change the fact that he did it. There was blood on his hands despite him never killing a person himself. It made him sick to his stomach.

"Goddammit," He cursed as he crushed a pack of cigars in his fist. He didn't even feel like smoking at the moment. Which was worrying even for him. Smoking was the thing he did to calm down, he couldn't even do that with a clear conscience.

Neo patted his face, using her own silent way of speech to ask him how he was doing.

"I don't know Neo, that was a lot harder than I thought it'd be," Roman told her his honest thoughts. "I mean, it wasn't like I could do anything anyway. I'm just one guy and hardly the best fighter, and even with how good you are there was the size of a small army over there in that train station. We wouldn't have been able to do anything on our own with numbers like that against us. But still… Agh, why do I care that I did nothing?" He already knew the answer of course. Unlike most people who let themselves be rounded up like sheep, he knew the way the world worked. How people worked. If you let it, your mind would torture you until there was nothing life but a broken shell of the person you once used to be. Usually, it was very easy for Roman to stuff that natural weakness far in the back of his brain where it would sit uselessly, but even he couldn't live this one down. He'd once promised himself to take over the criminal underworld in his own flamboyant and unique way. Exposing the ways of what society is really like, the corrupt politicians who are only doing what they are doing for votes and for a spot on the council so that they could accumulate as much power as they possibly could so that they could essentially rule the entire kingdom. Of course, it worked like that in every kingdom and he was just one man. This was why he set himself to work on Vale, and when the time came, he had plans to go to Mistral.

Then Cinder came to Vale, found him, and mucked it all up. All of his power, gone. All of his pull, gone. And now, all of his dignity and ideals as an individual, in tatters. He'd become exactly what he was trying to destroy. A damn sheep following the power of fat wolves who dictated what he could and couldn't do every day of his recent life. It was extremely discouraging.

"What do we do now Neo?" Roman asked himself more than anyone else. "Breach happened, Cinder still fucked it up, and now people are dead because of it. All because I didn't have the spine to stand up to her."

Neo pinched his side, warning him not to speak of himself that way again.

"It's true," Roman lightly snapped at her. "Minute she got here I went belly up and let her do whatever the hell she wanted. She was a scary bitch then and a scary bitch now. Everything I did was to make sure she didn't hurt me or you. And it came at the cost of damn near the entire city." He sighed heavily. "Damn it, this is a nightmare."

Neo huffed and stood up from her seat, mimicking signs over her face and trying to form the shape of a mask, somehow, Roman understood her little game of charades.

"The kid? Stone Face? What about him?" Roman asked with a raised eyebrow. "I bet he's going to be stuck recovering after that little blast he did we see all over the news. Not to mention all of his injuries. Who knows when he'll be back out doing his little thing at night? By then, will it even matter?"

Neo shook her head, though not to his question. Neo pulled a scroll out of her pocket and on it was an app, whose icon was in the shape of a black queen chess piece. Roman had no idea what it was, but his eyes bulged out of his skull when he saw a recording of the boy in question walking down a hallway with his group of friends, injured and wrapped up in bandages, but already back on his feet. Smiling and laughing about a victory that could barely even be considered one.

"H-how did you get this?" Roman asked as he yanked the scroll out of her hand and proceeded to swipe through several screens and perspective of almost every camera within Beacon's security system. "Wait, don't answer that… plan B. Right?"

Neo smirked and nodded her head.

Right, plan B. Just in case Cinder fucked it up like she did, at the same time she went to go take out the maiden and take her powers, she had Neo plugin some scroll in the CCT. With everything going on, Roman could bet that all she had to do was just walk in there and do her thing.

"But that guy, Albedo, the one with the memory stealing semblance." Roman thought out loud. "They're going to terminate that virus soon if they got it from Cinder. But this information is still invaluable… Heh." Smirking his usual cocky smirk, he rose and lit up one of the cigars he'd crushed. It was in a sorry state, but he could still taste the smoke as it flowed down his throat and into his lungs. He puffed it out and Roman the Mastermind returned. "Neo, you never cease to find a way to cheer me up."

Neo smiled at him and bowed over-exaggeratedly.

"So, you think you're ready for round two?" Roman asked as he grabbed his cane and flipped his hat back onto his head.

Neo's smile took a more vicious nature, and she nodded her head.

"Great. And this time, we'll be much more prepared." Roman said as he stomped down on the now finished cigar. "Better be ready Stone Face, because this time, we're going to be prepared for you."

Kai leaned against the wall of a darkly lit spot of Beacon, far away from the school itself and more near the forest if anything. It was the spot that Raven and he chose to train in secret. A place where she knew that they wouldn't get caught. Just as he promised Yang, he shut his eyes underneath his blindfold and concentrated for her to come to him. It was hard to do that at first, but after a few years of training under the woman, it became second nature. Within a few moments, the air swirled around him to his left and he could sense that unmistakable sensation of Raven's portal tearing through space to open up beside him. Soon enough, Raven's heels clicked as she stepped out onto the ground around him, one hand on her hip while the other worked to take off her rather large Grimm inspired mask.

"You've recovered quickly," She couldn't help but comment as she quickly looked him up and down. "I thought you'd be out for a while after the Breach."

"How kind of you to notice," Kai teased. "I'm glad you came to visit me by the way, it was really nice having you there to see if I was okay."

"Hmph, don't give me that." Raven through her mask back through the portal and it shut behind her. "I had other things to take care of and I knew that you were okay. Why would it matter if I came anyway? You were unconscious for most of it."

"Fair point." Kai shrugged his shoulders, not really caring either way. "How is Vernal? I can imagine getting directly struck by a rocket launcher couldn't have felt great."

"She had a few broken bones here and there," Raven vaguely answered. "But she is alive and recovering. She asked me to pass on a message to you; "If you ever fucking get me shot by a fucking rocket launcher again I swear I am going to fucking murder your face." I believe her exact words were."

"Do make sure to let her know that I am glad she is okay," Kai said with a small chuckle.

"I may. Now, why is it do you want to see me? You know I hate having my time wasted and running an entire tribe of bandits by myself is hard work, as you know."

"Sure." Kai rolled his blind eyes. And then sighed, here came the hard part. "I uh… it's about Yang."

He could feel Raven tensing already.

"I heard you saved her life," Kai said quickly. "It surprised me honestly…"

"Why?" Raven asked, suddenly a lot more bitter than before.

"Because you've never even spoken to her before," Kai pointed out, making Raven wince. "And to my knowledge, besides the Breach, I don't even remember the last time you even looked at her in person. And every time I bring it up you gets like this. So yeah, I didn't think you cared, but obviously you do to some capacity if you were willing to risk your life to save hers."

"Don't be so dramatic," Raven huffed. "I saved her because I owed her that for being of my blood. She may bear that man's last name, but she is a Branwen through and through. As a matter of fact, since she put you up to this let her know that it will be the last time I do such a thing."

"Raven," Kai winced. "That's a bit much… She just wants to meet her mother."

"Then she shouldn't be so soft." Raven spat to the side. "You think my mother was any better? My father forced Qrow and me to kill to unarmed prisoners to toughen us up. Our mother watched and laughed and berated us if we ever cried. Beat us if we ever called her mother. Then they got sick of us and set us both to Beacon when their shitty little training sessions weren't doing anything. Even when Qrow and I returned to settle things with them, which ended in their deaths, they demanded us to be strong and to never be as soft as they were. Tch, as if they could even call themselves such."

"Is that why you left?" Kai asked bravely. "Because you didn't want to end up like them?"

"You're asking dangerous questions boy," Raven warned. "Do you think I am so stupid as to not notice what you are trying to do here? I know Yang is around here somewhere, I can sense her with this stupid semblance of mine."

Kai winced. Well, that was that plan out of the way.

"I won't waste my time explaining something that doesn't need to be explained." She said as she turned to create a new portal to leave through.

Kai cursed mentally, trying to find something to say so he could stop her and keep his promise. Yang beat him to it.

As Raven turned around to create her portal, her arm stopped halfway through the motion. Yang stopped running as well the moment their eyes met. This was the closest she has ever been to her mother since the breach, and the same went for Raven as well. The shock had given Yang a chance to get close, and before Raven could finish her slash, Yang called out.

"Wait!" She shouted, stopping Raven again before she could complete the motion. "Please, just give me a few minutes. Just anything to finally get some answers! I need to know, please, if you meant what you said before, then you owe me at least that as well."

"I already saved your life once, child." Raven snarled through her teeth. "I don't owe you anything else."

"Bullshit!" Yang screamed, stomping up even closer to her estranged mother. Raven's cold expression cracked and Yang smelled blood in the water, especially when she punched away Raven's hand, surprising her and making her red sword bounce off the floor as it was knocked out of her hand. "You're my Mom! My real biological Mom! You expect me to be satisfied with you popping up just once to save me? That's bullshit! You left me and made your partner pick up all the pieces after you were gone, you owe me a hell of a lot more than you do now."

Kai never witnessed Raven become so flustered as she was now. Her usual coldness cracked and with a resigned sigh, she batted Yang's hand away and took a step back, but made no further effort to create a portal to escape through. Kai decided it was best if he remained silent unless addressed, this wasn't his business to butt into.

"Ten minutes," Raven said as she picked up her sword. "I'll allow ten minutes, no more, no less."

Despite the rather petty arrangments, Yang let out a sigh of relief. For a moment, her eyes turned red to emphasize her sudden burst of anger. It might have just saved her the chance to speak with her mother, who must have seen a bit of herself in her daughter's outburst just then.

"Finally," Yang huffed as she too took a step back, and held on to one of her arms awkwardly as the situation really settled in for her. This was her mother. Her actual mother. She loved Summer and she treated her as her daughter, and she would forever be grateful for that, but Raven was her first mother. The mother she never really met. All her life she knew that she needed to meet her someday, but now that it has come, she didn't really know what to say.

No, that was a lie, she did know what to say.

"Do you care?" Yang asked brokenly, suddenly a lot more emotional than she was before. Raven remained stone-faced. "About me, about Dad. I used to think you didn't, and I was okay with that after getting over it. After what happened at Mistral, I didn't really care about you anymore. I found out you were training Kai and I was pissed, I thought you replaced me with him, but even that I got over. Because if that is what you wanted to do then whatever, you were my Mom but you were never my mother. But after what happened… you saved me." Yang sniffled, biting back tears as she looked into her mother's eyes. She knew that she wouldn't care for them after what she heard from Dad. Tears wouldn't do anything but annoy Raven Branwen.

"You saved my life, and now suddenly I don't know what to think of you. So please, I don't care what your answer is, I just need to know. Do you care about your daughter? Do you care that I am trying to become a Huntress? Do you care about Ruby at all? Hell, even Kai? Do you care about anything involving me?"

Raven stood there, still stonefaced. Her red eyes pierced into Yang's purple which was rimmed with tears that were just about to crack.

After about a minute - A minute which Yang hoped didn't count toward her ten-minute timer - Raven finally answered. "Do you want to know why I left in the first place?" Raven asked needlessly, Yang nodded her head desperately, not even caring that her question was completely dodged. "When I found out that I was pregnant with you, Yang, I didn't know what to do. Taiyang was over the moon, of course. Summer was excited too. Qrow however, he knew what I was thinking, and he was scared."

"W-what do you mean…?"

"I only started dating your father so he could shut up about me never giving him a chance to prove himself. And he was good, I must admit, but not enough for me to stay with him forever. When we graduated we all got drunk off our asses and of course that was the day I said fuck it and had sex with him. It wasn't my first time, nor is it something I really remember. Weeks later I found out I was pregnant. You were not planned, and everything I had thought of doing for the first year outside of Beacon was spent reading stupid books and watching stupid videos on how to be a mother." Raven laughed at the memory. "But deep inside, I knew and so did Qrow, it wasn't going to work. I was never meant to be a mother. But… that didn't stop me from at least trying. I never did say no to a challenge, after all."

"Wait…" Yang was confused, she never knew that Raven tried taking care of her while she was a baby. That part of the story was never told to her. "So why… why did you…?"

"If it weren't for Ozpin and his little plans for Team STRQ, I might have just stayed for you," Raven said Yang could detect no lies in her voice.

"W-what? Ozpin? I don't understand, what does he have to do with this!?"

"A lot more than you a prepared to know, Yang," Raven said, looking up at the shattered moon with a resigned sigh. "But I will leave you with this. I didn't leave you because I didn't love you. I didn't want to abandon you. I didn't mean to make it seem like I was replacing you with Malikai's boy. I did what I did because it was the only option available to me at the time. Qrow didn't understand it. I couldn't trust Ozpin, and Summer and Tai were just too idealistic to help. So, I left." Raven looked back to her daughter and stepped closer to her. Yang's tears finally spilled from her eyes when Raven placed a hand in her hair and rubbed her head ever so slightly. "Not that it seemed to make you weaker, daughter. You are something I can forever look back on with pride in my heart. I will not apologize for leaving you, because you would have been happier without me anyway. You wouldn't have your sister if I stayed, after all."

After patting her head Raven turned and slashed her sword through the air. "Your ten minutes are up, I'm afraid." She said. "Farewell."

Yang didn't stop her and fell to her knees after she was gone. Kai, not knowing what else to do, simply kneeled down at her side and comforted her as she cried. Leaning into his chest bodily as she did. They stayed like that for some time before it was time to go back to their rooms so that their friends wouldn't assume anything suspicious.

Kai was in disbelief, he never knew that Raven went that deep. He thought he knew her, but he found out that he couldn't be more wrong after what he had just witnessed. Raven was more complex than ever, and again, there was another mystery added to her name.

It made him think of his own father. Just how much did he really know about him?

He couldn't think about it at that moment, Yang needed a friend now. He'd push that thought down and give her one to lean on.

Now that was a reveal and a half. Or part of one, anyway. Do we even know why Raven left? They never told us that and did nothing with that after-credits scene from V5. So I took the liberty to do it myself. Why not? It was a nice touch for this chapter. Raven needs more moments.

And so that is potentially the end of Volume 2. Like I said before, it depends on what I plan to do and if I decide to squeeze that last arc in before Volume 3. I'll see you guys next time!

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