Chapter 1: Run, Kill, Repeat

Hey there, I'm snotboy1186. I am the writer of this first chapter of Cell 502. This story is a giant collab of 7 authors, including myself. Together we are Divison 502 (hence the title name). I worked pretty hard on this first chapter so I hope you all enjoy.

Yang Xaio Long looked around the bullhead at her fellow passengers. In total there were about 22 people in there with her. All of them looked about her age, if not a bit younger, and they all looked terrified. Though if she were to be honest with herself, she was too. She looked back on how she had gotten into this situation, wishing she had done things differently.

A beat up truck pulled up to a small shack, coming to a stop as it neared the entrance. When it came to a complete stop, the doors opened and Yang and another person hopped out. Yang was tall with long blonde hair, while the other figure, a man, was slightly taller than Yang and had black trimmed hair with very apparent side burns.

"Are you sure this is the place", Yang asked her companion, Tukson Trader, who just nodded in response. For about a year now Yang had been part of a small smugglers ring that imported drugs and guns in and out of the kingdom of Vale. Throughout her time there, Yang had looked up to Tukson as some sort of a father figure and always trusted him with her life.

Yang shrugged and they started towards the house. As they got close, the door opened and a ragged man stepped out, a double barreled shotgun in his hands. "State your business", he said in a raspy voice "or else i'll be using your guts for soup tonight."

"Calm down we're here for the deal." Tukson called out to the man.

The dealer narrowed his eyes and said, "How do I know you're not a couple of cops tryin' to bust me?"

"Do we look like cops to you?" Yang said in an annoyed tone.

He looked them up and down for a moment and then finally said, "Nah, nah you don't," and slowly lowered the shotgun. He ushered them inside the house before closing the door and securing it with a series of locks. Finally, after he was finished he turned to them and said "The hardware is in the closet over there".

Yang walked over to a closet near the front door and opened it revealing racks of pistols, shotguns, assault rifles, and various other weapons Yang didn't recognize. She looked back to Tukson with raised eyebrows and a surprised expression on her face. "You have quite the selection in here" she said to the dealer, impressed. She picked up a shotgun and weighed it in her hands for a second before putting it back onto its rack.

"Here's what we need" Tukson said, handing the dealer a sheet of paper with the order.

The dealer raised his eyes and said, "This ain't going to be cheap, all the better for me". He then hobbled over to the closet and grabbed an assortment of guns. He then placed them on a table that was off on the side and grabbed the paper, double checking to make sure he got the correct amount. After he seemed satisfied that he had gotten it right, he said, "All this'll cost you 126,100 lien"

"Ill pay you 10% right now and then give you the rest once we get our pay" Tuckson said, pulling a wad of money out and began counting it.

"Fine with me" the dealer said and then started putting the guns into padded containers so they could be safely transported. When he finished, Tukson handed him a large stack of lien cards and went to pick up one of the containers. Yang and the dealer went to help him and together they moved the containers out to the truck bed. "Well, pleasure doing buisness with y-".

He was cut off as a bullet passed straight through his head, and he crumpled instantly. "SHIT, where did that come from!" Yang yelled as she ducked down behind the truck. As she said this she activated her weapons, two shotgun gauntlets by the name of Ember Celica.

Tukson looked around for a second and then pointed towards an outcropping in the cliff face up above them where he saw a the glint of a barrel. "Up there" he said as he extended his claws, his faunus features becoming visible. After he said this he noticed more figures heading towards them, all dressed in black,carrying assault rifles and kevlar vest that read V.P.F. "And about 30 more to the east" he said pointing to the group that was getting into firing range.

"Ok, I'll try to shoot the sniper down, you take care of them" Yang said. She then stood up and sent a shot sailing towards the sniper, missing by a few feet. She kept firing until she finally hit him square in the chest, ripping a hole through his sternum causing him to fall off the cliff wall towards the ground, gaining speed until he hit the dirt with a crunch that Yang was able to hear from where she was. The sniper had managed to get of a few shots at her and if it weren't for Tukson helping her unlock her aura, she would likely be dead right now. She turned to her left to see that Tukson was not fairing so well.

Tukson was hacking and slashing at the cops and was doing very little against the kevlar vests. As he kept them at bay the best he could, he didn't notice the cop behind him until it was too late. As he twisted around the cop shot his shotgun right into Tukson's stomach. Blood started pouring out of the wound as Tukson fell backwards.

Yang saw this and howled in anger, throwing herself at the nearest person and slamming her fist into his chest, sending him flying. The cops behind him started firing at her but they might as well be shooting into thin air with how fast she was moving. Soon there were only about 13 cops left, the rest lying on the ground dead or dying. She was slowing down though, her strength being almost depleted from using her aura to block all the shots the cops had landed on her.

As Yang took down another cop, she felt a searing pain in her shoulder. She looked at it to see that a bullet had managed to get past her aura. The bullet had gone straight through and it hurt like hell. She turned to the cop who had hit her and launched herself at him, nailing him with an uppercut that sent him several feet in the air. Then from behind her she felt two more bullets go through her leg. She fell onto her knee. She tried to stand but the pain from the wounds flared when she tried to move. She collapsed on the ground as the cops surrounded her, their guns trained on her incase she tried anything.

Yang struggled trying to force her body to get up, but pain flared all over her body, not allowing her to move. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain on the back of her head and everything when black.

Blake Belladonna held her head in her hands wondering how she got into this. She had been so careful in her planning, and it all went wrong. If they had just gotten that shipment of guns before their operation. Now she was stuck in a bullhead with a bunch of other convicts heading off to their new home. Looking back now, she should have been a bit more careful in her planning.

Just outside of Vale laid a large array of warehouses. Most of them were still in use, but others were falling apart, not having been repaired in years. It was in one of these that Blake paced back and forth, practically pulling out her hair in stress over her current situation. She was expecting a gun shipment hours ago and they had yet to even hear word of any cars approaching, much less the one they wanted.

"Blake calm down, the guns won't be needed if it all goes to plan," the man next to her said, Adam Taurus. Adam and Blake had been close ever since they met during one of the White Fang rallies and had even been in a relationship for a while, but after an accident during one of their missions together an argument ensued leading to them breaking up. They both still work as a team, though tension was always present between the two.

"Maybe so, but what if it gets hairy, we don't have enough firepower for everyone and even you and I can't last forever," Blake exclaimed. She always stressed when something went wrong in one of her plans.

Adam sighed and said, "Then we'll just need to compensate for those who can't fight back."

"Fine, if they don't show soon then we'll go ahead with the plan." Blake sighed and resumed her pacing.

3 hours later Blake found herself on top of a roof looking down at the docks. Down there were huge crates of dust being transported to Vale, courtesy of the Schnee Dust Company. The SDC was Remnants leading manufacturer in dust and generously supplied the entire world with their merchandise. And because of Blake and her team, the White Fang and their employers were rolling in it.

"Team one in position," Blake said over the channel they had set up for this operation. Adam, from the roof opposite nodded and checked to make sure that everything was set. Seeming satisfied that all was in order, he sent a signal to Blake giving her the go ahead. "Move in, quick and quiet," She whispered as they leaped off the roof onto the cement below.

The rest of her team followed and soon they were standing in front of one of the huge crates, waiting for the airships to arrive. A few stood guard while the rest made sure that the shipping containers had what they needed inside them. Soon the unmistakeable sounds of the airships approaching filled the air. As the airships got over head with cargo cables deployed, the White Fang members started hooking them up to the containers.

It was then that Blake heard something that wasn't part of what was right in front of her. It was hard to discern over the roaring of the airships but it was definitely there. It sounded like the click of a gun hammer. She leaped behind a crate as the first shot rang out and one of the guards collapsed, a hole where his face used to be.

"Get down!" Blake yelled as she drew her weapon, Gambol Shroud, from its sheath and transformed it into pistol mode.

The airships lifted up and streaked out of sight, abandoning the cargo and the other WhiteFang members on the ground.

Three more fell before the rest knew what was going on. By then they were already surrounded by the Vale Police Force yelling at them to put their guns down. Blake and Adam got back to back as the rest of the WhiteFang members formed a circle around their leaders. "You take the ones to my left with those three," Adam muttered, nodding his head in the direction of three of their men. "I'll take the other three and get the rest."

Blake nodded and readied Gambol Shroud, transforming it back into it's katana form.

Adam readied his own weapons, Wilt and Blush. "Now!" he yelled and launched himself at a group of cops, slashing at two of them before they were able to fire a bullet. Both fell to the ground dead as he moved on to the next few. They started firing, but he was able to raise Wilt to absorb the bullets and then point Blush at one's chest and fired, creating an indent. The other attempted to fire again but was stopped as Wilt went through his neck, silencing any cries of pain that would ensue.

Blake was doing just as well as Adam, having killed about 5 cops, with only two more to go. As she was about to finish them off, she heard the screeching of tires and saw 4 more cop cars pulling into the docks. "Shit," she muttered as she looked over to Adam who noticed them too.

Looking around, Adam saw a few abandoned cars in the lot nearby. "Grab a car, we need to go!" he yelled, and then took off towards a blue pickup, a few of the others following him.

Blake looked around and spotted a van not far from her. She motioned for the remaining WhiteFang to follow her and bolted towards it, trying to return fire to the cops who were still near their cars. These must have been newer recruits because they couldn't shoot anywhere near Blake's team at all, almost like they had some kind of plot relevance shield around them. Blake hopped into the passenger's seat while another got into the driver's seat. The other two hopped in the back and the one at the wheel started trying to hotwire the car. After a few seconds, the car roared to life and they sped out of the lot onto the streets of Vale.

The cops got back into their cars and gave chase. Blake transformed Gambol Shroud back into it's pistol form and took pot shots out her window, hoping to hit something that would slow them down. After a few missed shots she heard the screeching of tires and she saw, in the rear view mirror, one of the cars behind them swerve off the road.

Soon enough they were on the highway and driving had become increasingly difficult with the amount of traffic there was at this time of night. The cops were keeping them pinned down inside their car, making it near impossible to return fire. Bullets shattered the glass around them and glanced off the exterior of the car. One of the faunus in the back tried to lean out the window to take down one of the many cars following them and instantly got shot straight through the forehead.

Suddenly a cop car careened from one of the exits and slammed into the side of the truck, forcing the car off the road, through the guardrail, and into the ditch below them. On the way down the car started to roll, causing the roof to cave in and the front to bend forward.

Blake groaned as she lifted her head from the console. She grabbed her head which was bleeding from a deep gash in her forehead. The driver next to her was dead, his head impaled on a piece of glass from the windshield. She tried to move but felt immense pain in her leg and stomach. She looked down and saw that there was a piece of metal protruding from her midsection and her leg was pinned in between the seat and the door.

"No no no, shit" she muttered as she looked up to see dozens of cops advancing towards the car. She tried to move the piece metal from her stomach and cried out in pain as she felt it move some of her innards around. She started to feel faint from blood loss and tried, in vain, to remove her leg from its trap.

As she started to lose consciousness, she heard yelling that she couldn't make quite make out. Then everything faded to black.

A rumbling snapped Blake out of her flashback. "Cell 502 ready to drop. Good riddance you lot.". Then the floor beneath her opened up and dropped her into her new life.

Hey guys, I hope you all liked this first chapter. The next one should be coming out in a week or two so you'll want to look forward to that.

So, I want to explain real quick why this story is a thing. There is a group of people that call themselves Legion 205. They are basically a huge group of authors who made a story called Room 205. Aside from writing they also do a podcast and stream from their Twitch channel, Legion205. I am a regular watcher of their stuff and I highly recommend it. It was during one of these streams that I had the crazy idea to make a spin off of the Legion called Division 502. This group consists of Shaded122, Archer1eye, SecretlySilentEvil, Dantai, and lordxsauron. So those in the chat at the time agreed and we all started talking. If it wasn't for the Legion we wouldn't even be a thing so I want to thank them for bringing all of us together and also making amazing stories that I really enjoy reading.

So, I hope you all enjoyed this first chapter, I'll see yall later. -snot