Here's the second reaction.
Before reading it however, I'd like you guys in answer in reviews on if you guys would be fine to having the characters react to music from earth. Basically, would you guys be fine with the RWBY characters seeing one of them (e.g. Qrow) perform a bunch of songs and then react to it.
I'm just asking since I'm planning on it being a chapter. You can answer in reviews if you like.
Anyways, on with the show!
I DO NOT OWN RWBY OR ANY OF THE SOURCES THAT I WILL HAVE THE CHARACTERS REACT TO. That being said, all of that is implied since it's fanfiction.
Chapter 3 - No Russian (CALL OF DUTY: MODERN WARFARE 2)
The people in the theater went silent as the screen began to play once again.
A Circular Military Seal dominated the black screen. It was a seal that consisted of two knives in the center. One was pointed downwards, whilst the other was pointed up, with a skull stuck in between the blade. Wings sprouted out of the bottom knife, and a blue wreath was at the bottom of the seal. The blue contrasted with the rest of the things in the seal which were silver.
Beneath the Seal were the words "TASK FORCE 141" and "Sgt. Gary Roach Sanderson."
"A military show this time? Interesting," it was unsurprising to the rest of the people in the cinema that General Ironwood uttered those words. That being said, many of the Atlesians in the cinema also nodded their heads in agreement.
"Great. I guess we'll be seeing a lot of people with sticks up their asses," Roman snarked. Neo silently laughed at his remark. Qrow laughed as well, and then proceeded to roll his eyes and take a drink from his flask when Winter glared at him for it.
"What type of nickname is Roach?" Nora asked.
"Is he called Roach because he runs aways at the first sign of action?" Yang joked, earning snickers from the audience.
"Maybe it's some type of military tradition or something. Hey Weiss - does your sister have a nickname in the military?"
"She has no nicknames - unless you count Ice Queen…apparently I'm not the only Schnee who is called that…" Weiss replied, looking at Winter's annoyed expression at Qrow.
The screen changed to a map that was tracking Roach to the Tian Shan Range, Kazakhstan.
"The rest of Task Force 141 brought in the ACS, Allen. Two men brought down an entire base. I ask much more from you now."
The screen went black again, but with a new military seal. It was the seal of the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA). The words were emblazoned at the top of the seal, with the words "United States of America" at the bottom. The seal consisted of a golden bird atop a white shield with gold outlines, with a golden naval compass inside.
Beneath the seal were the words "P.F.C. Joseph Allen."
"So it's a debriefing." Ozpin pointed out. "To that Joseph Allen fellow I presume. Roach was another person on a different mission."
"Yeah that makes sense Oz," Qrow spoke up. "But the tin man speaking seems to want him to do something more dangerous than taking down a base."
"Tin Man?" Ironwood asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah - Tin man. Since the guy's probably a general - like you." Qrow asked. "Plus, he sounds just as robotic as you, too".
It was safe to say that Ironwood was unamused.
The CIA seal morphed into a red star with yellow outlines. Inside the star was the symbol of the Soviet Union - the sickle and hammer. Underneath it were the words "DEEP COVER OPERATION."
The name Joseph Allen changed to Alexei Borodin.
"Yesterday, you were a soldier on the front lines. But today, front lines are history."
Front lines being a thing of the past? Oh how I wish it were… Ironwood thought. This wish is why he had been so adamant on making new models for Atlesian lines - to ensure that nobody had to perish in the front lines. It was also why he was part of Ozpin's group. He knew that Ozpin had the same goals as him. That's why he has become frustrated at Ozpin's passivity. He was going to make sure the Vytal festival would go smoothly once he returned back to Remnant.
Uniforms are relics. The war rages everywhere. And there will be casualties."
Ah. That did not go the way I expected. Ironwood thought glumly.
The map moved from Kazakhstan to Rwanda. There, statistics appeared. The year 1994 popped with a casualty count of 600,000 to 1,000,000 dead. Then it moved from Rwanda to Sierra Leone. The years 1972-present and a casualty count of 87,213 appeared, with the status of ACTIVE. The final location with a casualty count was Kosovo. There were 6,000 of them, and the conflict was from 1991 to 1996. The status was MINE-CLEARING, and there was an OPS TILL 2023.
"One-on…One million…dead…" Blake uttered quietly. She wasn't the only one shocked at the numbers. A million people dying in a conflict was unfathomable for everyone in the theater. That much casualties would be a considerable amount in Remnant.
The idea of extremists causing a genocide made some particular people in the audience very uncomfortable. Could Adam be capable of doing something like this? Would Adam WANT to do that? Blake thought. When she left him, she had felt some doubt in her heart that he would commit an atrocious act like that. But after seeing the White Fang try to breach Vale - the idea of Adam wanting to commit genocide against humans seemed more likely than ever.
She looked towards the faunus in question. His masked face showed no emotion. Her face paled.
The map moved one last time to the city of Moscow, Russia and zoomed in on it. The screen changed to a newspaper clipped of a man named Makarov with the headline "NUCLEAR GRADE WEAPONS?". Another paper of Makarov - "WE WILL BOMB AGAIN". More headlines popped up - "FEAR GROWS ACROSS EUROPE", "MADMAN'S BODY COUNT RISES",
"This man Makarov is fighting his own war and he has no rules. No boundaries. He doesn't flinch at torture, human trafficking or genocide. He's not loyal to a flag or a country or any set of ideals. He trades blood for money."
"All of that blood spilt. And for what? Money?!" Goodwich growled. The idea of many committing such evil just to get rich boiled her blood. Many of the other huntresses and huntsmen felt the same.
Others were apathetic or even amused. Cinder found Makarov's tactics to be smart - she believed that having enemies fear her was the path to victory. Watts found that his tactics were reckless since it ended up revealing his identity. Tyrian revelled in the bloodshed the man spilt - hoping to see some of the action soon.
If this man existed in our world, how much money would it take for him to join me? Salem thought.
The papers went away to reveal the face of the man himself. It was Adam's face - but with black hair. Several details of the character he portrayed appeared. Such as his discharge from the army, to his birth date.
Blake's pupils dilated in fear. The audience exploded in a frenzy.
"ADAM IS MAKAROV?" Blake shouted.
"IF YOU EVEN THINK OF COPYING HIS TACTICS WE WILL STOP YOU TAURUS!" Ironwood exclaimed.
Even Adam was shocked at the idea that he would go that far. However, the words that came out of the debriefer's mouth shook much of the audience to their core.
However, Ghira Belladonna noticed one peculiar detail.
"How come he's not a faunus?" He questioned.
"Faunus don't exist in that world, nor in the main world where you're all actors." Chrono stated matter-of-factly.
"WHAT?!"
The idea of an entire race not existing was a shock to the audience. The faunus were a part of society and considered to be normal in Remnant (even to the racists - who begrudgingly accepted that they were a thing).
The collective mind going through the faunus' minds were in another world - they're all humans.
"..." Blake was speechless. She touched her Faunus ears. On one hand, she felt that being human would make her be more accepted. On the other hand, she was proud to be a faunus and didn't want to give it up just to be accepted by society at large as well. Her parents, Ilia, and Velvet were thinking the same.
Tyrian didn't care too much, but one thing did bother him. "Does that mean I don't have a stinger in that world? That's a shame." After a few seconds, he shrugged. "Well, there's always the use of a good old-fashioned knife. I could coat it in poison."
"Focusing on the key facts as always, Callows." Watts drawled.
Adam was furious. "So you're telling me…that in another world….I'm. A. God. Damned. HUMAN?!" he spat out, venom lacing his voice.
"Woah buddy. Why are you so mad? You're joining the superior race!" Roman snarked.
"Shut up, human."
"No."
Adam's scowled deepened.
"Well if you think about it - it is a different world - is it so farfetched to think that certain things in our society and world would be different?" Oobleck proposed.
The audience was silent for a few seconds…then murmured in general agreement.
"It's still a bit weird though…" Jaune stated.
"Yeah…kinda…" Nora agreed.
And with that, the screening resumed.
"He's your new best friend."
"Uh oh…" Ruby gulped. The idea of seeing a universe where one of the leaders of the White Fang committed crimes worse than the Breach was an experience she was dreading. She thought that nothing would be worse than the breach, but after seeing the statistics of a genocide - she wasn't as sure anymore.
Tyrian, on the other hand, was excited. "YES! I wonder what mission our dear Bull will force Allen to take? Perhaps he'll force him to torture a man? Maybe gouge out his eyes and feed it back to him? Hehehehe…"
The words from Tyrian's mouth made many in the audience even more uneasy.
"You don't want to know what it's cost already to put you next to him. It will cause you a piece of yourself. It will cost nothing compared to everything you'll save."
The screen changed to building plans of what presumably was the area where the mission will take place before finally going to black.
"Well whatever it is that Allen, or Borodin apparently, has to do, it will at least be for the greater good." Ozpin said.
The screen remained black, with the sounds of people putting clothes on, and guns being loaded. A low beeping sound was repeating every few seconds. Details appeared at the bottom of the screen.
"No Russian"
Day 3 - 08:40:53
PFC Joseph Allen a.k.a. Alexei Borodin
Zakhaev International Airport
Moscow, Russia
"Here we go…" Roman announced.
The screen then showed several men in an elevator. Among them was Makarov. He appeared to be saying something in a foreign language.
"It's another language. What language is that?" Pyrrha asked Chrono.
"That language is Russian. Adam, or Makarov, in this case - is reciting something to himself."
Many in the audience hummed in understanding.
The people in the elevator were all dressed up in identical tactical gear, with similar guns. They proceeded to put on full face helmets to conceal their identities [1].
"Remember, No Russian." Makarov said to Allen. Allen nodded, just as the elevator opened.
The entire group stepped out of the elevator. The screen changed to Allen's point of view. His breath became more and more quick.
"Allen seems to be getting cold feet, heh." Mercury said.
Allen followed Makarov and the others to the entrance of an airport building, and proceeded to point their weapons at the civilians and guards near a security checkpoint.
Many eyes in the audience bulged out.
Blake cried out. "N-no…they wouldn'-!"
The soldiers were indiscriminate in their shooting. Many people were immediately gunned down and killed. Many civilians started to run away only to be torn apart by bullets a second later. The airport guards were killed before they had a chance to retaliate and defend the people. Even Allen had started shooting. He had to keep his cover.
The screams of people running away, the sound of blood gurgling from the people who were shot but still living, and the tears of frightening civilians combined with the noise of the bullets to form a cacophonic melody.
Even though it was another universe, tears began to well up in the eyes of many students. "Wh-wh-why…" Ruby croaked out, stopping to sniffle.
Many of the adults were frozen in fear. To see life be taken away so blatantly was something they did not expect. "I…I…." Ozpin was speechless.
"All those people…." Ghira said solemnly.
Adam himself was surprised at Makarov's actions. Should I do something like that? However, he remembered in key detail. Makarov was shooting down his own people. Fellow Russians. Whilst the faunus wanted humans to fear them, was he willing to shoot his own people to do so? The fact that he didn't immediately say no in mind worried him.
The only person who displayed no sense of shock or surprise was Tyrian. To him, this was an experience that he found better than expected. "This is amazing!" he exclaimed, making several in the audience glare at him in anger. He ignored them and proceeded to clap. "Absolutely magnificent!"
After clearing the checkpoint, the group ceased fire and reloaded. They moved past the checkpoint towards the airport proper - outright stepping on the wounded even as they screamed in pain. Allen followed Makarov and noticed the terrorist leader aimed his gun at three security guards running from their right. Makarov's aim was true, and he killed them even without looking at them. As Makarov was shooting the guards, the other terrorists were shooting all the citizens who were running up the escalators, succeeding in killing most of them and wounding all.
Allen was ordered to execute the remaining people in the bottom level who had raised their hands up in surrender. Allen did so without complaint.
"But they surrendered! Why!" Weiss screamed in anger. Many were in agreement, even Roman was angry at this turn of events. Even professionals had standards.
"To be forced to kill innocent people…Allen is definitely losing a part of himself…" Ironwood stated grimly.
"With the amount of life lost, is it even worth it?" Qrow posited.
Ozpin answered Qrow. "We have to hope so."
After the execution, Makarov gave more orders. "Up the stairs, go." As the others went up swiftly, Allen looked back whilst in the middle of the stairs back towards the checkpoint. He saw many of the wounded, carrying on through their pain to try and awaken their loved ones. He saw them cry when the realisation that they were gone came through.
Despite the scenes, he had to carry on his mission.
Allen finally went up and witnessed the others shoot citizens who were running towards the exits. Allen joined in, and spotted a person hiding beneath the seats. He pretended to ignore them, but saw one of the terrorists notice and then shoot the person. Makarov saw a person trying to drag another to the exit and promptly shot the man in the head.
The group noticed many civilians hiding in the store on the floor and threw grenades, killing a huge majority of them and wounding the others. The store then collapsed from damage and buried the survivors.
Ozpin noticed the subtitles of what the survivors were saying after the collapse. It intrigued him. They were asking the terrorists as to why they would attack since the war was over. Interesting…
Security guards then arrived at the scene and began shooting at the terrorists. In response, Makarov proceeded to take a hostage and throw grenades at the guards whilst shooting back. Many of the terrorists followed suit. One threw a grenade at the nearby glass elevator, making it collapse and fall to the first floor - crushing more people below. Allen threw a grenade at Burger Town, which was being used as a cover by a singular guard.
"Using hostages. Smart choice by Makarov," Watts praised.
"Is that all you're focused on?" Blake growled. How could this man focus on that over the lives being lost?
"Of course. With that course of action, they were able to make the guards hesitate and they swiftly took advantage of it. That showed ruthless efficiency. A trait that more huntsmen and huntresses need…" Watts drawled, whilst looking pointedly at Ironwood. He knew this would rub them the wrong way, Ironwood especially. He relished at the squawks of indignation.
"No way! Huntresses are meant to be heroes! Innocent people should never be put at risk!" Ruby shouted, with nods and sounds of agreement of every hunter in the room.
Watts simply scoffed in response before giving a rebut to her claim. "It's weakness like that, which has resulted in the grimm winning for thousands of years, little girl."
"Let's go!" Makarov ordered. The group walked past the elevator and noticed a helicopter fly past the window in front of them. After it went out of sight, Makarov and the others quickened their pace and descended down the escalators to the right. The group began shooting at anybody who was crawling towards safety. The flight chart for departures all changed collectively to 'DELAYED'.
"Oh thank God. The authorities are coming," Winter announced.
Many in the audience felt a semblance of relief at the prospect of the terrorists getting caught.
"This is one time I'm glad the cops are arriving," Roman said.
Makarov and his men went through an exit and took cover near another one that led to outside. They all noticed the arrival of cop cars.
"The cavalry are here!" Nora exclaimed.
"They're right on time. Check your weapons and ammo." Makarov ordered his men. Allen checked his rifle and promptly reloaded. As he reloaded, one of the terrorists spoke up.
Whilst the hunters were understandably confused at his statement, Makarov's declaration impressed Cinder. So he planned this a lot better than even I expected. He's a cunning one for sure. If only that idiot Taurus was actually as smart as the one on the screen…
"I've waited a long time for this," he said.
Makarov looked at the man and chuckled in response. "Haven't we all?"
The feelings of anger and disbelief came back with a vengeance among the audience in the theater.
Blake, and many of the faunus glared at the man who looked very much like Adam Taurus on the screen.
"That bastard's enjoying this?" Yang snarled, eyes crimson.
"Ah. A true man of culture," Tyrian said in approval. Many looked at him in disgust.
"What? A man can't enjoy another's great handiwork?" Tyrian asked mockingly. His smirk grew as many scowls deepened.
Makarov went out of cover and led the way. He went down the path towards another door on his right and kicked it down. "This way. Let's go."
Ozpin then took further notice of the uniforms the men were wearing. His eyes widened. He recognised the insignia on the helmets. This, along with the information he paid attention to earlier made him come to a startling realisation.
"Makarov's trying to frame the United States. He's trying to pin the blame on the United States for his terrorist attack. That's why he told the group 'No Russian'."
"How?" Glynda asked.
"The insignias on the helmets have the United States seal. Some civilians were also asking as to why the terrorists were shooting at them since the war was over. It seems that the United States and Russians had a peace agreement after a conflict. If so, then a terrorist attack that looks like the United States on Russian territory could result in yet another war."
"Oh no…" Kali gasped.
"A situation like that happening in the Kingdoms would be catastrophic…" Ironwood said.
Cinder smirked to herself knowingly after hearing Ironwood's statement.
As the terrorists traversed the darkly-lit building, Makarov spoke once again. "Go." The building led to the outside once again, with the light of day breaking into the darkness of the building's inside. As the group went outside, Makarov said "For Zakhaev."
"There's no way the authorities can lose, right?" Ruby said with uncertainty. "It's just like five of them, and dozens of the good guys."
"There was just one of you, and dozens of Roman's goons, and you still kicked their asses, sis," Yang recalled.
"But those were bad guys! They're meant to lose!" Ruby whined.
The Russian terrorist exited the building, and saw smoke cover the authorities, who were approaching from the other side of an aeroplane. They were top government agents of Russia.
"FSB. Take 'em out." Makarov ordered.
In response, Allen switched to the grenade launcher component of his rifle and fired some grenades at them, killing a few.
Afterwards, Allen switched back and fired his rifle, along with the group - and had managed to efficiently dispatch a good amount of FSB agents. This was even despite the fact that many agents had riot shields to defend themselves from the bullet fire.
"This is so depressing…" Sun uttered.
"Aren't these dudes supposed to be top secret agents or something? How are they losing?" Neptune remarked.
"That's how you know this is just a show. You wouldn't see a group of terrorists destroy an army of huntsmen." Sage added on.
Mercury gave a sly look at the group that they didn't notice since he was further away from them.
Makarov's men had managed to advance further from the building towards the area underneath the aeroplane. Allen had entered the smoke-filled area, and as he did - a grenade was thrown. However, he was able to catch it and throw it back immediately. It detonated and killed several agents. He then picked up a riot shield that was dropped by a now dead agent and used it to shield himself from fire. Using the smoke to his advantage, he approached several agents and shot at them point-blank with his rifle killing them all.
However, a man on their side was shot down by the agents in the chaos of the smoke.
"Man down!" one of Makarov's men stated.
"Oh! Maybe they can defeat them!" Jaune's eyes lit up in hope.
As the smoke dissipated as he got further, he dropped the shield and noticed several agents with shields retreating back towards a second building. He launched two grenades towards them. Most of them died instantly, with the rest being picked off by the other terrorists.
Jaune's reaction fell and he looked sullenly at the screen. Neo silently laughed at him.
Meanwhile, Makarov focused exclusively on taking out the soldiers who were trying to shoot at them from the top of the second building. With the expertise that a terrorist leacder should supposedly have, he took them all out with a single headshot each.
Mercury whistled. "Impressive. He might be better than the actual terrorist leader we have! Perhaps being human makes him a better killer!"
Contrary to the expectations of the audience, Adam did not bristle at Mercury's remark. If anything, it helped him feel better. With the statement, seeing Makarov kill other humans and perform more atrocious made him feel vindicated. Humans are in fact bigger monsters than us, he thought in an effort to cope.
Allen and company finally approached the building, just as a van drove to the building full of agents. However, before any agents could come out - the agent-in-disguise launched a grenade - which set the van on fire and made it explode - resulting in instantaneous, and if not - very painful deaths for all the agents inside. The same exact thing happened with a second van - however, Allen waited until the doors opened before firing at the agents inside the van.
Qrow grimaced. "That's gotta hurt."
After the explosion, the entire terrorist group ran forward.
"30 seconds. Go." Makarov stated. "Come on. This way." After going forward past another plane, they went towards the right into another building. It was similar to the other building they went out of earlier, being dark. As they traversed through it, it was apparent that no agents were inside.
"Building clear." Makarov declared.
Towards the end of it was a single ambulance.
Pyrrha gasped. "You don't think they would-"
"Kill the people inside? I wouldn't put it past them." Ren stated.
What they saw, however, shocked them.
The men approached the ambulance and Makarov held a hand out. "Hold your fire."
"Oh, so NOW they choose to spare people?" Yang exclaimed.
"I doubt it, Sunshine," Roman replied. "Chances are, the people driving it are on the inside."
"What?" Weiss exclaimed. "Why would ambulance workers work with terrorists?"
Roman blankly stared at her. "It's not actual ambulance workers Ice Queen…it's people posing as them. You've ever watched movies?"
Weiss flushed.
"Oh no…they're gonna escape." Ruby stated.
"Unfortunately so. At least, the military has a man on the inside of the terrorist plot." Ozpin said.
"But at the cost of global tensions boiling over and the country being accused of massacring a foreign population." James reminded.
The ambulance door swung open, revealing another man in armor. "Good. You made it. Get in!" As the terrorists got in, the man spoke again. "We sent a strong message with this attack, Makarov."
"Unfortunately so…" Ghira stated, nearly growling it out. The idea of Adam Taurus - the man who essentially corrupted his daughter - succeeding, especially in an alternate universe where he's a HUMAN terrorist, wasn't exactly thrilling.
Makarov helped Allen up. He replied. "That was no message."
"Huh?"
"What does that mean?"
"Oh here we go with the cryptic messages. Who is he? Ozpin?"
"Qrow!"
"What? It's tru-"
Makarov pulled out a pistol and shot Allen in the head. He pointed at the now dead Allen with his pistol. "THIS is a message."
"-ue…." Qrow finished.
The entire theater was shocked into silence.
The terrorists closed the ambulance's back door and drove off. However, Makarov's voice could still be heard. "The American thought he could deceive us. When they find that body...all of Russia will cry out for war."
The screen turned to black.
The silence lasted for half a minute until it was broken by the sound of a single pair of hands clapping. It was Tyrian.
"BRILLIANT! ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT! BRAVO!" Tyrian cheered. [2]
As the cheering continued on, people began to speak.
"You better have thought of a plan as good as that, Cinder." Salem stated.
"Of course I have," Cinder replied. "I would never fail you."
"Is that so?" Watts drawled. "What about the Breach?"
"That was just a distraction." She scoffed at Watts' attempt to get under her skin. "The real plan is to-"
"Use my skills to hack the Atlesian army." Watts interrupted. "I know, dear. That's the only way you can succeed after all. With my skill."
His smirk grew as she glared at him murderously.
"I know that it's another reality, but Blake," Kali began to talk to her daughter, "is the White Fang becoming like that?" She looked at her daughter with concern.
"Yes." She replied without hesitation. "But that's why we stopped them at the Breach."
When her parents looked at her in slight confusion, she flushed and remembered that they still thought she was part of the White Fang.
"Oh! I forgot to tell you! I'm not part of the White Fang anymore. I've left that life."
Her parents' eyes widened as she continued.
"You guys were right. I was so, so stupid to remain with them." Blake's eyes began to water. "I know you guys must hate me and I know that I'll never be able to fully make it up to you but-"
She was interrupted by both parents hugging her. "We forgive you." It stunned her into silence, therefore she remained silent whilst clutching her parents tightly.
However, just as her parents interrupted her, the family reunion was interrupted as well.
"Oh how cute. It's a family of terrorists!" Roman snarked.
The entire Belladonna family glared at him.
"We're not terrorists!"
"You're not? I'm terribly sorry then. I couldn't tell. After all. All the terrorists I've seen have animal ears after all. It's hard to tell the difference." Roman stated in an insincere tone.
"Not all faun-"
"Oh shut up..." Roman stated. "You seriously think I don't know that? Of course I do."
"Then why act like this?" Ruby stated.
"Because the stupid animals keep talking about how 'no sane faunus' would endorse or agree with the Fang, and then proceed to do nothing! It's absolutely infuriating to see!"
"But I am doing something. That's why I joined Beacon."
"Good for you! But the population at-large? Go ahead. I'll wait. Tell me."
"..."
"Exactly." Roman, satisfied in winning the argument, started to walk away before Blake spoke up.
"I thought I didn't care about the faunus. I saw you ridicule us at the docks and at that rally."
Roman smirked. "I don't. But you do." [3] Torchwick took a puff from his cigar before deciding to further add insult to injury. "Now that I think about it….you ran away from the Fang didn't you? That's another way you've not helped your pack's reputation. You could've changed the organisation from the inside. But instead you ran away like a coward."
"Like you're one to talk!"
"Oh but I am, Kitty. I own up to the fact that I run away when I have to cut my losses. And what is becoming a huntress gonna achieve in helping the faunus?" Roman scoffed. "What are you gonna do? Beat up every racist? That won't work. Even I know that there are some problems that you can't just push away with force."
Cinder scoffed at that notion. So did Raven.
"That's a foolish belief." Raven replied. "The strong survive and change the world through force. The weak die."
"Oh shut up, Rae. You're not fooling anybody with that fake act."
"You're one to speak about fake acts, Qrow. You can't even see Ozpin's fake act."
"Oh here we go again….just because Ozpin looked shady in the past vid-" Qrow stopped. "Wait a second…you don't think these viewings can be related to our world, right?" The man stated to nobody in particular.
Raven prepared to retort but then thought about it. So did many in the audience. Was it possible that these viewings had a message to it that they needed to know. It never occurred to them since Chrono said it was just a job for him.
Speaking of the man - he spoke up. "Alright! Simmer down. Next universe is ready!"
And that's it for No Russian. The most infamous level in Call of Duty history. I chose Adam because he was the obvious choice for a terrorist. Thanks to Egus235 for the suggestion. Once again, I am always open to feedback and more suggestions.
Since this mission is shorter than the last one I covered, the word count was also shorter, naturally.
Also, if people in the cinema are saying something that others aren't responding it - it's mostly due to the fact that they're seated in different areas and talking in relatively quiet voices. So when Cinder and Watts were talking about their plans - they were obviously talking relatively quietly so nobody else would really hear - the Faunus could, but why would they focus on them when their current focus is on Blake? Basically - just assume that they're speaking quietly and are in their own corners of the cinema. When people from different corners are speaking - it's due to the fact that voices are being raised. Simple enough!
[1] - One major criticism that the mission had from its critics was that people would have recognised Makarov - making the mission kind of useless. I thought making them have full-face helmets would negate that.
[2] - Tyrian was bored last time, so now he got the bloodshed he was craving in the last chapter!
[3] - Roman Torchwick was voiced by the same person who voiced Locus in Red vs Blue. And now in my fic, he's saying a quote that was said by Felix - Locus' partner in that show.
AND NOW TO ANSWER SOME QUESTIONS/SUGGESTIONS FROM REVIEWS:
Imperial Romance: I tried to make the entirety of Idealism as short as possible. Hopefully this one is short enough for you though. Also, I'm sure Tyrian is glad to see bloodshed now!
Zekken182: I don't think I can do fanfics without permission of the author. Can somebody clarify that? If I can, then there's so many fics I could have them react to.
Titanmaster 117: I would love to do a Bad Batch reaction! Clone Wars would be good too. That being, it would take a MINUTE for me to write all of that - especially if I choose to do an entire arc - which is like 3 episodes on average (1 hour!). Despite that, I still plan to do it. Just not immediately - there are some things I want to cover. If you want, DM me a transcript if possible.
Gestalt: I could see why it's a waste, but for this fic - I'm trying to keep the characters as canon-compliant as possible (only putting headcanon in certain cases to fill out gaps). In canon, racism is basically CRDL's defining trait, and there are no signs of them wanting to be redeemed - except for a single look of regret on Cardin's face. It's also why I have Roman hating faunus as a whole in this fic. It seems that lot of people write him as simply hating the White Fang only, but I wouldn't be surprised if he was racist as well to be honest.
See you guys next time!
NEXT CHAPTER: The Aegis