Far away in Salem's Castle, Arther Watts works in his workshop. He was welding a piece of medel together when someone walked in. He was oblivious to them due to the loud nature of the tools. He was only disrupted once he felt a tap on his shoulder. With a sigh he turns off the welder and sets it down. Afterward he turns to the visitor while taking off the welding helmet.

"Ah, welcome my lady. To what do I owe to you coming here?" He asks

Salem holds a neutral face. "I've come to see your progress and to deliver some new schematics for you."

"You didn't have to bring it here ma'am. I could've gotten it myself."

"It's fine Arther. So, how is your progress?" She asks handing a data pad to Watts. He opens it to see schematics of a atlas prototype named P.E.N.N.Y.

Watts chuckles. "They seem to be in need of an upgrade." He says. "With your permission of course."

"Would you still be able to reach our deadline?"

"So long as someone can get me some DNA. Synthetic skin." He hums. "And an aura? Ah I see. I'll also need a candidate to split some aura from. I would use my own however it seems that in these notes here the one who built this puppet lost the ability to use his semblance properly. Though I personally think it could actually be from his old age..."

"Better to be safe then sorry." Salem says. She places a hand to her chin for a moment as she thinks. Finally she gains a slight smile and nods to herself. "I have a candidate already." She says returning her gaze to Watts. "Would you prefer a man or a woman for this procedure?" She smiles.

Arther ponders the question for a moment. "We'll seeing as my design is based on a man, and these notes state that this Puppet of his was female. We should take from a female. After all. 'Father's little girl, and Mommy's little boy.'" He grins wickedly.

"Perfect. I'll send her in when you give the word. Do you require any new equipment?"

"I only require two things."

Back in Vale Team's JNPR and SCRL back up as Anakin finishes fixing the language setting on Alexander the AK-149 civilian model.

"All right that should do it." Anakin says. Jaune then activates the Robot. It's crimson red lights flashing to life.

The teams wait eagerly as there is a long dramatic pause. "Hello." It says. The two teams cheer.

"Yes!" Anakin fist pumps the air. "Program, identify yourself."

"I am Alexander The Heavy. How may I serve you today?"

"Do you have access to the CCT?" Anakin asks.

"Yes."

"I want you to scan the entirety of the systems. I want you to look for a virus connected to a symbol of a queen chess piece." Anakin explains. Alexander nods before it's eyes flash slightly.

"Estimated scan completion... 43,830 minutes an 53 seconds."

Everyone groans. Anakin face palms. "Fine, just get to scanning." The groups then leave the robot their as the exit the room.

Pyrrha furrows her brows. "Anakin?" She asks earning a hum from him. "Couldn't your other robot scan the CCT as well?"

Anakin gets a sheepish look. "Uh no not really. You see R2 isn't connected to the CCT at all unlike Alexander back there. Sure he could go to a terminal an get in that way, but he wouldn't be able to search it properly. He would only see what we can see. With Alexander, he's already connected and can get into places that no one knows exists. Think of it like, oof..." Anakin is interrupted by someone bumping into him. He looks to see Blake. She seems dazed and has bags under her eyes.

"Sorry." She says.

Anakin furrows his brows. "It's fine." He assures. "Are you okay? You look like you haven't slept since the freeway incident."

"I'm fine." She states though Anakin isn't convinced. Anakin closes his eye as he feels through the force, feeling the waves of pain and guilt eating away at her. But more importantly he felt her Anger and want for Revenge. All hidden under a mask.

Anakin sighs, but when he opens his eyes he sees that she had already left. He looked back down the hall to her retreating figure with sadness. "She's blaming herself for Sun's death." He states.

The two groups share worried looks. "What should we do?" Jaune asks.

"I don't know. But we need to help her. She's in pain right now. I'm surprised she hasn't broken down by now."

Pyrrha nods. "She's a strong person, but everyone has their limits."

Rex sighs. "She needs some happiness after all that's happened. Even if it's something small."

"How much longer do you guys think she can keep this up?" Lilly asks.

Jaune looks down the hall Blake went down. "Not much longer." That's when an idea came to mind. "Hey? I think I got it." He says earning everyone's attention. "There's a dance this Sunday. Maybe one of us should take her?" He suggests. Everyone looks to each other as Pyrrha smiles at Jaune's idea.

Crimson shrugs. "I'm okay with the idea. The only question is... who?"

Anakin steps forward. "I'll do it." Everyone turns to him. "What? Most of you already have a date in mind. Am I wrong?"

Pyrrha looks to Jaune who has his hand on his chin, Lilly smiles to Rex who ruffles her hair, Nora looks to Ren in excitement, and Crimson thinks about it before shrugging with a nod.

"Exactly."

Jaune then glances at Pyrrha who's attention was taken by Anakin's statement. "Okay." He says turning back to Anakin. "What's the plan? We've only got two days seeing as it's Friday."

The next day Blake is in the library using one of the terminals. Anakin is walking up to her while she's distracted once he's close enough he places a hand on her shoulder. She jumps in her seat, but calms down when she sees that it's someone she knows.

"Sorry." She apologizes.

"It's fine. You got a minute?" Anakin asks. Blake raises a brow but sighs with a nod. From there Anakin leads her to Professor Ports empty classroom.

Once inside she realized that Anakin was up to something. She sighs. "Anakin if your head to tell me to stop like my team. Then your wasting your time."

"Blake, please take a seat. If you want to kill yourself from lack of sleep then by all means, but first I want you to listen to what I have to say."

Blake furrows her brows as she listens, taking a seat on Professor Ports desk. "Okay."

"When I was a kid my mother and I were slaves on a planet called Tatooine. One day two Jedi came and helped me get my freedom, but my mom? She stayed a slave. Years later I was being trained as a Jedi. I had been ordered to protect a senator, but one night I had visions of my mother dying. So with the senator I went back to Tatooine. When I found her Tusken Raiders had gotten her. So I snuck into their camp and found my mother only for her to die in my arms." Blake noticed a tear falling down the mans face. "Do you know what I did next?" He asks eerily calm. Blake frowns shaking her head. "I got revenge." He said vaguely.

"You deserved it though right. It was your mother." She says.

"Maybe. Had I stopped with the ones that were responsible." He explains. Her eyes start to widen as she starts to understand. "I killed them. All of them. Not just the men. But the woman... and Children." Blakes eyes widened even further as she heard him confess to such a terrible act. He was almost breaking down in front of her, the guilt vary evident on his face. "And you Blake. Your want for revenge? Your anger and guilt? I've sensed them. If you don't stop and think. Take a breath? You'll end up doing something similar."

Blake looked down as she finally understood his story's purpose. "I get it." Anakin says getting ahold of his emotions. "You want to avenge your friend. You want to put a stop to Roman Torchwick, Dooku, and the fang. But... you can't do it with anger. Or you could end up hurting innocent people along the way, and possibly the ones you care about."

Blake looks away in shame. "I'm sorry that happened to you. I'm sorry that you were driven to do that but you don't understand this is different."

"No it's not." Anakin says firmly, a slight chill from the force being felt by Blake. "If Roman, or for the Force's sake Dooku showed up right now? What would you do?"

Blake stands in defiance. "I would fight them!" Anakin Lightly pushes her and she falls back only to be caught by Anakin using the force.

"You would lose and they would kill you almost immediately!" Anakin shouts his eyes flickering golden yellow for a second. "This isn't a game Blake. This is the real world. It's cold, cruel, and unfair, and I am tired of seeing everyone I care about getting hurt or even worse, dying." Anakin takes a breath and lightly sets her down. "We're going to put a stop to them, and Sun's death will get justice. But do you think he would want you to kill because of him?"

Blake sat there drawing in her knees as tears began to flow. "It hurts." She croaked. "I just want the pain to stop."

Anakin sighs. He walks over and sits down next to her putting his arm around her and begins rubbing her shoulder comfortingly. "I know it hurts." He says softly. "But going down this path will only lead to more pain." Blake doesn't respond she just leans in and begins crying into Anakin's shoulder. "You need to get some rest Blake, and take some time to clear your head. There's a dance tomorrow. I think it would be a perfect opportunity, and if you show, I'll save you a dance yeah?" Blake nods into his chest.

"If I go." She sniffles. "Could you go with me?" She asks. Anakin smiles.

"Of course."

A while later Ruby, Yang, and Weiss are in their dorm. "Don't worry guys she WILL be going to the dance." Yang says confidently.

Before Ruby or Weiss could say anything they are interrupted by a knock on the door. They look to each other and shrug. Finally Ruby stands and walks over opening the door. Standing there was Anakin holding a sleeping Blake in his arms. Ruby gains a look of shock and let's him in. She then leads him to Blake's bed as Yang gets off of it. Anakin then gently lays her down and tucks her in. He then turns to leave but Yang taps his shoulder. When he turns he sees Yang mouth out a 'Thank you' to which Anakin nods.