Okay guys, so I didn't get into the state troopers. However, as soon as that door closed, another one opened. Turns out my current company is looking for guys to send to the mechanics section. So I told myself I would be interested. If I go there, then I can eventually get my training for HVAC or CNC paid for by them, and I could make a lot more money.

So got to make the best out of the situation you're in.

In the stadium

"Shit." Jem couldn't believe that he actually had to use his medical training. He suddenly felt like apologizing to Doc for all the times he said TCCC was stupid.

Doc was probably laughing his ass off right now. That is if he could somehow see into Jem's future. Which he doubted. Oh who was he kidding, Doc was all knowing. He was certain if he went down due to heatcat while he was here in Remnant, Doc would somehow rip through the fabric of time and space just to shove the silver bullet up his ass. He was THAT determined.

He helped load another victim on a stretcher. It was a miracle that some people survived the initial blasts. But based on the damage, he had no doubt some would die at the hospital. It was something that was uncomfortable to accept, but it was inevitable. He surveyed the blast radius and noticed that the bombs themselves had contained nails. Whoever made that bomb must have been making them from home. If he didn't know any better he would have assumed this was the boston marathon bombers all over again.

"Thats not the big problem." He said as he looked up at the dome with the giant nevermore.

He figured that when they changed the events of RWBY that it would stop the fall of Beacon. However the blast had released so much pain and suffering that it had attracted the nevermore all the same. He was suddenly really glad Nala wasn't in the area right now. He couldn't imagine having to save her from all this carnage. But at least with the help of the first responders of Vale, they had managed to evacuate the injured in a timely manner. However, that didn't stop the inevitable panic.

Jem knew it never took long for people to start panicking and for societal standards to break down. He saw it happen in New Orleans with Hurricane Katrina, when people lose their basic necessities, they will go insane. Now considering that the people of Remnant had been in a relatively peaceful society minus White Fang attacks and the occasional run in with the Grimm, a lot of them had never really experienced true terror. If they couldn't get all these people evacuated, then he was certain they would start turning on each other.

And that would just bring the Grimm.

"What I don't understand is why Cinder changed the plan?" Jem couldn't believe it.

There was no way she could have found out about them right? No, that was ridiculous. If she did then why would she risk having Emerald sit in the same spot as she did? Why did Mercury look confused when Yang didn't attack him?

What the hell was going on?

"Well, one thing is for sure." Jem loaded Ruby Ridge's grenade launcher with a round as he made sure his magazine was seated properly.

"Shits going down." He said as he went to go see if they needed him somewhere else.

Cinder

Remarkably Cinder was finding this easier than before. She had seen Ozpin go with Nikos down an elevator shaft. But they weren't being overly covert about it. She supposed the panic from the bombs had made the old man's judgement cloudy. She smirked as she realized his loss was her gain.

Maybe this whole thing would turn out better than she expected.

She laughed as she imagined Emerald was going to go hunt down that bad redneck right now.

She may have wanted to kill her for messing up their original plan, but it seemed fortune was on their side. Whoever planted those bombs must have been one of Salem's henchman. Or maybe even White Fang. Whoever planted them had done them a huge favor.

Back with Jem

"GET SOME!" Jem yelled as he was firing round after round into Griffons.

Okay, he would admit, this was kind of fun. After three years of not deploying, he had a lot of pent up aggression that he needed to let loose on something. And the Grimm were perfect to that. He had trained for so long just wanted to fight that he had almost forgotten how they had just given him blue balls. All those dumb ass reporters telling them they were on the edge of WW3 and then when it came down to business all that happened was his unit got sidelined again leaving him feeling depressed at the fact he didn't get to go.

But now, after all the years of no deployments, finally he was having the best time of his life. It was like all the blue ball moments had been turned into a throbbing hard on for killing Grimm.

"Is he alright?" One of the Atlesian soldiers said as Jem fired round after round into Grimm.

"WOO HOO! GET SOME MOTHERFUCKERS!" Jem yelled as he let loose a 40mm round and blew up a Griffon head.

"Did you see that ones head splatter? HA HA HA!" Jem said as the two soldiers felt uncomfortable around him.

"Where the hell did this guy come from?" One of them said as they had never seen someone so enthusiastic for killing.

"JEEEEEEEEMMMMMM!" Jem heard a voice yell out as his blood ran cold.

"Wait a minute that sounds like-" He was cut off as he felt something wrap around his throat.

Something sharp...and felt like it was electrocuting him.

He was suddenly pulled back so hard it was a miracle his neck didn't break.

"UGH AUGH UH!" Jem yelled as he looked up at what had gotten him.

Only to see a very VERY pissed off Melania looking down at him.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" She yelled as he saw an armored boot start to come down on his face.

BANG BANG BANG!

Luckily some of the other soldiers shot at her and distracted her long enough for him to escape from her boot and her weapon.

He felt his neck and somehow his throat wasn't completely slashed open, none of his main veins or arteries were cut, but he definately felt a gaping wound on his neck with some electrical burns. And it hurt like a motherfucker. He took some steps back as he observed Melania who had thrown a flashbang at the soldiers.

"Oh holy shit." He said as he observed her.

It was like Whiplash and Ivy Valentine had a kid. He saw some kind of generator on her forearms which connected to two whip like wires, but if you were to look closely you would see all along the wire were razor blade like attachments, so whoever got hit by that was going to be completely ripped to shreds. He was lucky he had some aura or else he would have been screwed.

Damn he was lucky.

"Melania! How did you get here?" Jem was scared, but not as scared as he thought.

Why wasn't she trying to fuck him?

"I came here to kill you!" She said as Jem did something no one expected.

He breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Oh thank God...wait a minute what the hell did I do?!" Jem took another step back.

"It's all your fault!" She said as she took a few steps closer the whips trailing behind her.

"I was happy before I came here! But thanks to you, I know the horrible truth! Back home, nobody thought Ill of us furries!" Melania said her eyes burning with rage.

"Nobody thought ill of you? Melania were you living under a rock? Everybody hated you!" Jem said as there was literally a youtube channel that showed furries getting massacred. The hell was she smoking?

"SHUT UP!" She yelled as she whipped at him.

SLASH SLASH SLASH!

Jem dodged the whips. Luckily it seemed like she was still flailing wildly. She must not have been used to the weapon yet.

"That still doesn't explain whats going on right now!" He yelled as this was getting weird.

"I saw it Jem...I saw the truth...Back home we're beloved..." He saw in her eyes that she had obviously lost her sanity a long time ago.

And that was saying a lot because you had to be a little crazy to be a furry in the first place.

"I was searching for fanart one day..."

"You mean porn."

"LET ME FINISH!" She yelled in anger even though Jem had guessed correctly.

"And all I could find was article after article about furries being a disgrace! That we were considered RACIST!" Jem actually snickered a bit at that.

"Heh, sucks doesn't it?"

"So I AM NOT HERE TO DATE YOU!" She took a deep breath as he saw a blue glow from one of the generators on her forearm.

"I AM HERE TO KILL YOU!" She yelled as she whipped again.

Jem figured he could dodge it same as the others.

Until an explosion ripped out and blew him back fifteen feet.

And off the platform of the ships.

"OOOHHHHH SHIIITTTTT!" He yelled as he started falling through the air.

Melania however was stunned. Was it really that easy?

"Did...Did I really just kill him?" She asked herself as the soldiers on the platform finally regained their vision from her flashbang.

"I was expecting a battle royale..." She was expecting at least another ten minutes of fighting while monologing the whole time and then eventually slowly electrocuting him and garroting him at the same time.

That was kind of anti climatic.

Jem

"OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIT!" Jem never expected this.

After he had fallen off the platform, he was certain he was going to fall to his death. What happened instead was that he ended up on the back of a Griffon and currently riding it like a bull.

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" The griffon roared as Jem was trying not to get bucked off.

"OH GOD! I HATE THIS!" He yelled as its flight was all messed up because of him.

Finally the Griffon bucked him off.

"AAHHHH!" Jem didn't have long to scream until he hit a wall.

"Owwwww..." He rolled over on his back as he looked up.

The Griffon had brought him closer to the ground as it was trying to buck him off.

"Holy shit I'm lucky!" He said as he tried to get up.

"But...I think I'm gonna lay here for a bit, because it hurts to move..."