So, I've gotten up to chapter 20 planned out though it's roughly planned in a a notebook full of chicken scratch so as chapters are made things may change. Chapters like this one will appear to expand the world and the events surrounding Jaune; purely exposition really.

Thanks for the support, as always.

"Their must always be a price to be paid for our actions. No matter how good our intentions may seem, it will always have far-reaching consequences that we aren't aware of until it comes to face us dead on. We must accept our failures, or be doomed to repeat our mistakes." ~Nicholas Schnee

Legacy of the Saiyans: Jaune Arc

Chapter 2: The Price of Hubris

The crunching of snow and howling winds were what welcomed the Atlesian Military, or to be more precise, the AMWC, the Atlesian Marine Winter Corps. A specialized military division within Atlas that specialized in scouting, recon, sabotage, assassination, and retrieval; all the while operating under the worst of blizzard and hailstorm conditions. They were the first to be sent out when it came to high priority missions in remote areas with highly concentrated snowstorms that blocked out any other conventional means of travel.

They were the first ones to arrive, and the last to leave.

And their mission today had to be their biggest one yet.

"We all remember the objective?" the Commanding Officer, a woman whose voice demanded clear loyalty in her squad spoke through her communicator and as expected she received four other responses.

"Search for any possible hostiles."

"Scout the area of the explosion."

"Secure the area."

and most important of all...

"Find General James Ironwood and Doctor Maki Gero..."

The CO of the squad let out small sigh at that as her men trudged along the snowy ice caps of Solitas. Ever since the catastrophe 2 days ago, Atlas officials were scrambling to find out the cause for what happened. The whole Kingdom was put on lock down because of it, air travel was banned coming in or out, and anyone that tried to leave would be brought into questioning under suspicions of the incident. As far as she knew, no one had any idea as to what could have caused the explosion, but whatever it was had already come to be public knowledge to the rest of the world.

She could only imagine what the other Kingdoms were gonna think, or gods forbid, what those faunus animals were gonna think, when the most technologically advanced Kingdom in the whole world had an explosion of that magnitude go off. There was already rumors spreading around that Atlas was gearing itself for another War and were only building themselves up over time to be better prepared to invade the other Kingdoms with their superior firepower and technological advancements. So, to suddenly have this on their plate, well it would be a lie to say it wasn't a bit worrying for the balance of the four Kingdoms.

Most of it was above her way above her pay grade, but she was certain that Remnant was holding its breath to find out what the cause was. Especially since the Council Collective was being called in for an emergency summit over the issue, and that in of itself was a rare thing since they only reconvened every 6 months of the year. For them to be suddenly summoned showed just how severe this situation really was.

Thus, her mission was of the highest priority. Normally, for such situations as these her division would have been sent at the first notice of something happening. However, aerial scouts that were sent out to her designated mission location reported strange energy residue in the air that affected their electronic devices causing them to malfunction or explode in more severe cases. The energy worked sort of like an electromagnetic pulse, but instead of just pulse it was an open area of energy that disrupted any and all electronic devices within the area.

So, the order was handed down, her division was to wait for the energy to disperse enough so they could be sent to find any possible information regarding the incident and, if possible, retrieve the missing General James Ironwood and Doctor Maki Gero. An executive order that took the highest priority, an order given from the very top of the chain of command.

Normally, after witnessing an explosion like that; they would have all assumed the General and Dr. Gero would have perished along with anyone in the area. However, yesterday, they received a distress signal from the Generals personal scroll.

So, the order was clear when the signal came in.

Find and retrieve Atlas most decorated General James Ironwood and their most brilliant scientist Doctor Maki Gero. The two of them were far too valuable to lose, and if it was possible to save them than by the Brothers they were going to try. They alone were personally responsible for Atlas greatest achievements thus far, so their value was not to be put into question lest you lose all credibility.

That was her mission, and like any other she would follow it to the letter.

Yet, she couldn't help the sinking feeling in her stomach as her squad climbed the icy slopes of the Solitas mountains. The never ending blizzard that bombarded them seemed more heavy than usual, and it prickled past their protective clothing. It was akin to thousands upon thousands of needles stabbing into their bodies and as they climbed higher the sensation only got worse. However, in spite of this, they kept going for the mission they had was too important for them to stop. They were trained for this type of weather, so it wasn't about to stop them anyhow.

Casual observations of the weather aside...

Her com-link came to life as they kept up their climb.

"I'm picking up a massive energy reading just beyond this next slope. We should be reaching the designated area soon."

"Very good. Let's see what the damage is."

And so with a heavy heart and a stomach doing flips from her nervousness, she and her squad finally broke through the last icy slope and once their heads were peaking over the horizon they were the first to truly bear witness to the damage wrought by the incident that shook their whole world only a couple of days ago. And least to say, whatever they expected to see did not prepare them for what they were saw now.

Slowly, ever so slowly, the commander pulled down her goggles to clearly see what was before her, but her eyes, like the rest of her squad, could not truly comprehend what they were seeing. Her brown eyes were quivering, irises dilating from the sheer amount of pure terror that shot throughout her body.

"By the Gods..."

Strangely, nothing else could truly describe what she and her squad was seeing for it truly did look like an act of God. As far as their eye could see, all of Solitas beyond the icy mountain ridge was nothing, but a crater. It was as expansive as it was deep; reaching well beyond Solitas itself and into the very icy sea where the water poured into the crater, but if one to look down you could only see the giant pit seemingly have no end. It's deep dark abyss was all that awaited those that dared to venture their gaze down into it. It was beyond the definition of a crevice, but more of a giant bottomless pit that opened up on their planet.

Her skin tingled from the residual energy left in the air and the feel from it alone terrified her to the core. It was simply unnatural from what she felt, it was so heavy it took the air out of her lungs and made her feel as if something was clenching itself around her heart. Still, she did her best to dissolve the feeling within her as she looked to her squad.

"Alright everyone, let's sweep the area. Objectives are clear, search for hostiles, scout the area and secure it, and finally look for any signs of the key personnel General Ironwood and Doctor Gero." she said before one of her subordinates spoke up.

"And what of other survivors commander?" her recon specialist asked, and for a moment she remembered he was the new one in her squad. Although they'd done a few missions together, he was still fresh out of specialist training. She turned to look at him for a moment before her eyes met her LT and the other more seasoned personnel of her squad. Their eyes were cold and resolute when they matched hers.

They knew what she was going to say.

It was standard procedure after all.

For such top secret situations such as these, when disaster struck military operations; it was best to wipe the slate clean of all personnel involved that weren't of the highest brass. It was known to be "Cleaning House", but the more common term was to "Sweep it under the rug".

Her answer was as clear as the orders given to her by the Commander-in-Chief himself.

"If any survivors are found that are not General Ironwood or Doctor Gero, they are to be killed on sight and their bodies tossed into the pit. No exceptions. Is that understood?"

"...Crystal, commander."

It was clear he understood after a moments hesitation. He stood in salute and she gave a nod in agreement before turning her gaze to the area. Pulling her goggles back on and her mask up she armed her rifle and started down the slope and into the area around the giant pit.

"Alright then Jaeger Squad, Operation is go!"

And so they descended...

Not knowing what they were about to find.

If she had to comment on her current operation she'd have to say it was a bit...lackluster to be entirely honest.

No, that would be a lie.

What she personally felt was that this whole operation stunk to high heaven. It was like she'd taken a step into a knee deep cesspool of military bullshit and political piss. She didn't know the details of what went on this area; only those in the highest branches of the Atlas Military and Political powers knew. She was, and by extension, her squad, sent out here to clean up the mess left in the wake of what she would eloquently call one giant military fuck up. It wasn't like it was the first one she'd had to clean up before, but out of all this had to be most severe one.

'Damn I need a vacation.'

That was her thoughts as she surveyed the area around her. Seeing as the blast radius from the explosion was so wide spread for just her small cell she had given them orders for each of her subordinates to scout several areas near the blast radius for any evidence of what happened here, or any sign of their two primary targets. It was impossible to scour the whole land this she knew for certain, so she could only make do with what she had. While it wasn't much on her end, she knew how to break even in these types of situations where she had less manpower than what was required.

'And besides with just my squad, I can at least trust in them to follow orders clearly without any back talk.'

As her feet crunched against the snow, her eyes gazed over to the giant pit not twelve feet away from her. Being so close to it now she could literally feel the remnant power from it. It made what she felt before when she and her squad found it over one hundred feet away feel like a tease to something more. What she felt now was something far more raw. The power coursing in the air over this pit was so strong, so heavy it took her breath away, it felt like it would crush her into nothing but ashes and sweep her away to the four winds if it had the mind to. It was so palpable that she could even see lingering effects from it had stayed such as the lighting coursing over the giant pit.

'I must find out what really happened here.'

There was a reason she was the head of Jaeger Squad and that was due to her semblance and how it was used. Unlike others where it had to be actively used to have any optimal effect, hers was passively on. It was called the Echo, and with it she had the ability to see into the past in certain areas that had seen recent amounts of destruction or bloodshed. It limited her to only a 5 minute grace period, but it was usually enough for her to look through a window to see what had happened.

Thus, when she knelt on the ground and placed her hand on the ground she closed her eyes and awaited for her semblance to take effect. It didn't take long to into effect as her eyes snapped open to reveal nothing, but white.

What she saw was beyond anything she had been prepared for.

'...The hubris of man never ceases to end...what did we do here...to have caused this...this massacre?'

A window opening before her sight revealing unto her the devastation wrought upon this land that night. A world set alight in emerald hellfire welcomed her; a giant sphere of destruction vaporizing everything in the area was before her. Light, darkness, sound, every single notion of mortal understanding was taken and swept away by the appearance of this sphere. All she had ever known, the limits of what could be achieved, it was all for naught as she beheld this level of destruction.

She could hear them. She could see them. The screams of those that died in the explosion. The hundreds of thousands of souls dying out like flickering candles in the wake of a monsoon. Their agonized faces as the sphere erased them from existence, their hands trying in futility to escape death; only to be harshly rejected even that small mercy as they were pulled into complete oblivion.

She saw it all, but as she felt the limit of her semblance begin to wane she froze when she felt the pull on her aura and her mind blanked out when she heard it. The last fleeting echoes of the dead that died here fading away as something more sinister rose up from within the crevice. It's maddening laughter being the first thing she heard. It's shadow loomed over her, the land, the sea, the world, casting a shadow over all life.

Then its eyes cast a baleful crimson down upon her.

"WEAKLINGS WILL NEVER ESCAPE ME!"

The voice boomed within her mind will all the force it a sonic boom. Her vision shook, her brain rattled as the force of it threatened to split her skull like a walnut.

"COMMANDER! DO YOU READ!?"

Gasp...

Her eyes flashed back to normal as icy tendrils slid down her throat and only when she started to cough violently did she realize she'd been face first in the snow. The vision she saw being so intense it had brought her down to near levels of having a stroke. The cold winds she sucked in was a refreshing change as her body took a few minutes to calm down. Her eyes slowly began to calm down and her breathing lessened to a more normal pace as she settled herself.

'That's it. After this mission I'm retiring and going back to Mistral to hold my little Neptune. This is beyond my depth now.'

Finally calmed, she responded to her com-link. "I read you, did you find anything?" she said while standing up to stabilize herself.

"Yeah...we found something, but...you're gonna want to see this."

Well...that didn't sound ominous at all.

The crackling of fire and smell of smoke was the first thing to greet her when she finally arrived at the location of where her squad found the General. It was there, to her surprise she found the wreckage of a Bullhead, or what was left of it as half of it seemed to have been vaporized from the explosion. Reaching her squad she saw them huddled around the cockpit of the ship; once she was there she started barking orders.

"Report!" she said getting her recon specialist to respond.

Her tech expert took the plate as he went over his scroll. "Well according to a brief check on this ships internal systems, or what I could salvage from it. This ship was the Generals personal bullhead for designated location Z.E.U.S. Facility. Beyond that though it's all garble. Systems were far too damaged to get anything else out of it." he said causing her to nod with a small frown.

"I see, at least we know the General survived the initial explosion." 'Although this Zeus facility is something ponder about.'

"Yes, in addition we found this." he said before her LT came up with a white bloodied coat with a name tag. Once she saw it her eyes grew cold.

Doctor Maki Gero

Damn!

"I'm willing to wager that during their attempt to escape Dr. Gero was falling out of the bullhead and someone tried to grab him, but the coat came off instead. Thus, the man must have fallen into...that." she said glancing to the pit.

"More than likely. Brass won't like that bit of info for certain, but there is very little we can do about that." he said and she would have scoffed at that. No. Brass were gonna be absolutely livid over losing Dr. Gero. It wasn't an understatement to say the man was the tip of the metaphorical spear when it came to Atlas advancements in technology. Dr. Gero's genius was a one of a kind thing, his brilliance was unmatched, and to lose him was a very strong blow to Atlas as whole.

Still...

"That just leaves the General. Hopefully, he at least survived." she said getting nods from the rest of her squad.

"Commander! Over here!" her ears perked and she turned to see her scout specialist a little away from the wreckage. Running towards him she saw he was standing over disturbances in the snow, but what really caught her attention was the red trail leading away from the wreckage.

It was blood. And a lot of it.

Yet...there was a trail..

There was a chance!

Alarm bells started ringing and her instincts took over. She activated her com-link to HQ and shouting as soon as a transponder responded. "HQ this is Jaegar squad, I need an emergency drop ship with a full medical team on hand ASAP! I'm sending you my coordinates now."

"...Got your coordinates Commander Vasilias, ship will be ETA 5 minutes."

"Affirmative, over and out." that said she canceled her comm and turned to her squad.

"Alright Jaegars form up! Falcon, take point." getting a resounding agreement from her men they started following the trail of blood. Falcon, being the expert scout that he was took point as they followed the trail. However, it didn't take them long to come at the end where they found a hollowed boulder wedged in the cliffs. Turning on their lights with only a silent motion of her hands they went on inside.

And it was there, they found him.

General James Ironwood, the most stalwart decorated General in the Atlas Military, Headmaster of the Atlas Huntsmen Academy, Councilor of Atlas, and Atlas Representative for the Council Collective. The representation of everything Atlas stood for.

Was broken.

He was soaked in blood, the entire right side of his body was just gone. Vaporized in such a manner that even the wound left behind was a badly cauterized mess of burnt muscle tissue and blackened flesh. The rest of his body was suffering from an extreme case of hypothermia, but in spite of all of that, the General was pulling through. His breathing, while erratic, was still there.

A good sign.

Relief mixed with trepidation washed over her as she rushed to the wounded man.

"By the Brothers...someone get my the first aid kit! Now!" she yelled and her squad acted. Attending to the General as the ship from HQ made itself known a few minutes later outside the hollow. They all rushed the General out to the ship, but as this happened the General weakly opened his eyes to stare out at the stormy clouds above him.

"I'm so sorry..."

No one seemed to even hear him say this, but the Commander of Jaegar squad had and she peaked down at the General as he was lifted into the ship by the paramedics. She frowned for only a second in bewilderment as to why he would be apologizing, but instead shook it off for now.

For now that the mission was complete and that's all that mattered to her. As they were lifted off from the area, and her eyes gaze out at the devastation before her she gripped her rifle as her mind made itself up.

'….I'm done with this. I'm going back to my son. None of this is normal and I want nothing else to do with it.' her mind made up she sat down as the medics worked on the General, but as they were flown out thoughts of her blue haired baby boy were slowly dissolving into the memory she had from her semblance. That maddening laughter, those crimson eyes, all that destruction.

Her grip tightened, and the barrel groaned in protest.

Yes.

Camellia Vasilias was done with the Atlas Military and all its secrets.

She was going home.

Usually the summit of the Council Collective was a welcomed affair throughout the four Kingdoms. It was a time where the worlds most influential figures would gather to share the troubles and concerns of the people. To find solutions and methods in clearing out these problems and clamping down on that which threatened the spectrum of balance of the 4 countries. They were the voice of the people as it goes, and today couldn't have been any closer to the truth.

Three of the four Kingdoms representative Councilors were present for today's meeting. Vale, Vacuo, and Mistral were all sitting in mutual silence as they regarded one another in apprehensive obligatory politeness. Yet, the raging storm in their eyes, the tenseness in their bodies, it was all clear signs of what they were all feeling. Their silence mirrored how their people of their respective Kingdoms felt after they had all seen the incident that had taken place in Solitas. Hell, there wasn't a doubt in their minds that all of Remnant had seen it.

And that terrified them.

The explosion had been beyond anything ever witnessed in recorded history. It had been so destructive the aftershocks alone was felt throughout the countries. Shock waves that wiped out entire villages, tsunami's that swallowed up whole docks and fishing towns. Earthquakes erupting all over the planet that sundered the land. Those alone had caused so much destruction and death that it was still being accounted for along with the death toll in Solitas. Then there was the cost for rebuilding settlements that was licensed by Kingdom officials. Since they recognized by the Kingdoms they were obligated to pay for the damage done by the disaster, and that wasn't something anyone of them liked.

However, all of that took a backseat to their current dilemma. What had happened in Solitas, in Atlas own country was an event that could only be put on the scale of a cataclysm event. Half of the whole continent was just a giant pit in the planet. The event raised concerns, dangerous questions that not even they could honestly answer. Even if they tried to spin it, it still wouldn't truly explain what happened.

However, they had an idea. They were one of the rare few people that knew some of Atlas darkest little secrets, and one in particular aligned with the disappearance of their fellow councilor.

"The people are getting restless. Questions are being asked. What were Atlas developing there to have caused such an explosion?" the Vale representative spoke.

"From what we know so far, General Ironwood was developing something. Something big enough to require funding from a lot of benefactors, including us. So, to tie the lines, whatever happened out there has to be tied to whatever he was working on due to his absence at this summit." the Mistral representative spoke in turn garnering a nod from the other two.

"Agreed. Matters of the Kingdoms are important, but our roles are to be the voices of our people. If he isn't here than must be because he had to be involved in the incident somehow. Perhaps this project he worked on backfired?" the Vale spokesman replied.

"It is possible." the Vacuo representative spoke up. His voice sounding off like rocks grinding against one another. His eyes narrowing in focus. "The General was very tight lipped about what he was working on, but after seeing this level of devastation. The need for secrecy has long since passed. Already accusations are being thrown out in my country that Atlas was building a super weapon to invade our countries. Even the faunus are starting to seclude themselves from anything related to Atlas, and the rest of Vacuo, fearing for their lives that they were going to be targeted next. Recent reports even indicate that White Fang activity has dramatically dropped after the incident, so it must have spooked them immensely. An unexpected boon." he said this in a frown causing the other representatives to frown.

"True enough. Faunus aside, however, my people are already in open rebellion against anything related to Atlas. Fear and panic is spreading and I fear it will only get worse if we do not come up with a solution to this dilemma." the vale representative spoke in turn only to get a scoff from the Mistral councilor.

"No need to dance around the subject. We know what must be done. Atlas has made a grave mistake, and they will answer for it. Their actions have tipped the balance and have done far more damage than even the Arcs have done in their crusade for their lost heir." she stopped as she met the gazes of her fellows. "To avoid another Great War, Atlas must atone for what it has done. To rebuild relations that it has shattered. They must pay reparations, amend for what has happened, or they will suffer the consequences." she said

"I agree, action must be taken." the Vacuo representative spoke.

"I move for it as well." the Vale spokesman replied in kind.

"Then we are in agreement send-"

BAM!

The doors to their chambers slammed open as one of their officials came running in. "Honored Councilors! I have urgent news!" footsteps echoed in the chamber as their official ran to them. However, he stopped cold when he saw the Mistral spokesman giving him a glare so chilling one would have considered her to be native to Solitas.

"It had better be severe enough to interrupt our meeting." She said and the man gave a timid nod before giving them a letter.

"It's from Atlas. They've issued a Code Black." he said causing their eyes widen in surprise.

Code Black. The last stage for any Kingdoms national security. It put the whole Kingdom in total martial law. Lock down was to be issued. A total black out for civil and trade systems. It was a total military take over until the situation that put them in that stage was resolved.

"And that's not all...they found General Ironwood, but due to the severe amount of injuries he's suffered...he's fallen into a coma."

…..

Vale, Mistral and Vacuo representatives blinked for a few moments as they absorbed the knowledge given to them before the Vacuo spokesman spoke. "Is that all?" the official gave a nod. "Very well. You are dismissed." the official gave a respectful bow before walking out. As the doors closed behind him, the Councilors looked at one another for a few moments.

"Well it would seem we will need to rearrange our plans for a bit. We cannot exactly demand answers from Atlas while its under lock down, and with Ironwood predisposed as he is we won't be getting any answers from either." spoke the Vacuo spokesman.

The other two councilors could only nod in agreement. "It was a wise move on their part. I'm agreement as well. It'll give us time to settle our peoples panic." the Vale spokesman replied.

The Mistral representative sighed before massaging her head. "I agree as well. There's very little else we can do until the lock down is dropped. We shall reconvene at the original time, agreed?"

"Agreed."

With the matter settled, for now, the Councilors started off to leave, but as they did the Vacuo spokesman sat where he was. His eyes gazing out at seemingly nothing, and as he heard the doors close he quietly tapped a button underneath the table. Seeing the cameras quietly shut off he stood up and walked around the table to stand in front of the center where those that would be questioned would be seated. From there he pulled out small black orb, it writhed in his palm before it grew out into a tentacle based Grimm with one giant red glowing eye and white bone fragments along its tentacles. It grew to the size of a beach ball before it floated to the center of the chamber. Then the Grimm's eye flickered to an image of his Queen.

He bowed his head low before looking to her. "I assume you heard all that?" he asked

The woman before him was a sight to behold. Her white hair was done up in a bun with six offshoots coming out with black ornaments hanging from each one. Her pale was deathly white with red and purple veins that ran down the length of her arms and her face. Her long black silk robe hugged her hourglass figure left nothing to the imagination and the red designs which resembled eyes and that only enhanced her otherworldly appearance. Her ruby red eyes, gleamed in cruel twisted delight, as her thoughts raced faster than Hazel would ever dare to perceive. In the words of one of her followers, she was a Goddess made flesh, and Hazel found it hard to dispute that, and not just from her appearance, but from just her sheer presence.

It never ceased to amaze him how even in a apparition of her physical form, her existence threatened to snuff his own like it was a candle. Yet, such unease was quelled when she smiled at him. Her smile was like that of a mother would show to her child, but the look in her eyes was anything, but loving.

It was terrifying.

"Every word. You've done well Hazel, but with recent events I believe it is time we get in touch with Arthur, he is still be stationed in Atlas with another recruitment assignment, so he can provide us a backdoor look into what dear old Ironwood was so desperately trying to hide." the woman said before closing her eyes in thought.

"Now, I must go, other matters are in need of my attention. Remember Hazel, We must find out more of this...Project Zeus that Ozpins mutt was so secretive about, failure is not an option, do you understand?" the tone in her voice alone was enough to tell Hazel that she wouldn't tolerate any failures. He could tell whatever this project was; it had piqued the woman's interest enough for her to take a personal look into it. Which was rare seeing as she never truly put her hand into matters herself unless it was of incredibly important situations.

Regardless, he had never failed her before, and he wasn't about too now.

Besides...

'Anything to one up that bastard Ozpin is enough for me.' he grit his teeth as a memory of his little sister flashed in his mind before it was washed away in his ever burning hatred for the man who took killed her.

He crossed his arm over his chest and bowed respectfully.

"Your will shall be done..."

"Salem."

As the image flickered off, Salem waved her hand and the scrying Grimm took the willed command and floated away. With it gone, the woman turned her attention to the balcony outside her meeting room. She was as silent as the grave while making her move to reach the platform. Her fingers gently glided over the table meant for her most trusted subordinates. Black nails tinkered with the mahogany chair before she pushed open the double door window to walk out to see the world around her.

Yes. Her world. Ruby eyes idly gazed over the landscape of black and red, soaking in everything she saw with content. Hordes of Grimm rose up from within the darkness cast over by the shattered moon. Roars of the millions of her children echoing over the plane of her dimension, it was like a tune she could never rid herself of. It pleased her slightly, but that matter naught as her gaze went upwards. Past her dimension, past the shattered moon, and into the vast open space where countless stars twinkled in all their innocent existence.

Her expression changed in that moment as her eyes reflected those stars and the deep void that held them there. It was unlike anything she'd shown before; not even her most trusted members in her circle had ever seen her shown such a face. It was one of solemn acceptance and deep seeded resentful agony that danced deep in those red orbs.

"That energy I felt...surely you felt it too Ozpin..." she muttered to herself, she reached out with her hand and her minds eyes flashed back to the memory of her Grimm that had witnessed that explosion replayed in her mind. Her body shivered in anxiety as her eyes reflected the giant sphere of power. It's all encompassing power, consuming everything in its path, chaotic in nature, everything fell low beneath that power.

And it only brought memories of her biggest mistake to mind.

"It must have reminded you as well, you old Wizard. That power...it was wielded only once before..." she said before she clenched her hand in a reignited rage. Her eyes glaring up into the void with a pure unadulterated millennia old hatred. The world around her warped and twisted beneath her rage, the dimension cracking beneath her immensely restrained power.

"...by those who made us who we are."

Standing at the top of the Beacon Academy clock tower, Ozpin leaned against the balcony of his institution. His cup of coffee put aside, long since gone cold, the man sighed before he grabbed his green hued glasses and slowly took them off to reveal his brown orbs to look up into the midnight sky. The grip on his cane tightened till his knuckles popped as his brown eyes closed to reel in his emotions.

'It would appear the event in Solitas has shaken us both more than I initially realized...the link between us...it is more evident than ever now.'

Still, he could not deny what he felt as he looked up at those stars.

"I know all too well...Salem." he said, a spark of his power returning in the form of brown orbs flashing like two glowing emeralds.

"...All too well."

And that ends this chapter and as you can see its shorter than the last one, but its purely for the purpose of world building. Than again I'm a right lazy bastard when I feel like it, so take that for what you will.

Now I'm gonna go to bed, hope you all liked it. Leave a review if you want cause as you can from this chapter.

The script for Canon RWBY no longer exists. This is MY WORLD NOW BITCHES BWAHHAHAHAHA!

Bye.