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Vale Residential District

The quiet and calm evening was suddenly interrupted by the loud sound of glass breaking, waking up a resident in his own home. Carl Green grumbled as he was awoken from his beautiful slumber, and covered his ears with his pillows as loud static came right after the shattering glass. After a few minutes of this torture, enough was enough, and he started to barge right out of his house, grabbing his Scroll on his way out. Whoever was doing that crap was going to pay, and if they didn't comply, he would call the cops on them. He wasn't ready for what he was going to witness.

As soon as he stepped out his front door, he stopped in his tracks, and stared stupidly at the inferno that was coming out the apartment in front of him. His pupils focused right on the raging fire, and his mouth stood wide open, as if he was a frog that had just opened his mouth. The burning apartment caught his attention for a long time, before he snapped out of his spell. If that fire was left unchecked, oh Dust... that meant the entire block would burn down. And that was something he planned to not happen.

He acted quickly, calling the emergency number for the fire department first, dialing the call 119, planning to alert them of this horrible incident. There were probably people inside there, crap. He had a hose in his front lawn, but he doubted that the spray would help. No, he was going to have to wake up anyone else in the neighborhood that didn't wake up. Considering that he could easily count twelve people yelping and trying to get the entire block to wake up, he figured that they knew how to get the people rallying up to take down the fire.

Vale Fire Department

The lone receptor yawned, and blinked her eyes four times, in an attempt to stay wide awake. This job was boring, there was nothing going on at the moment. True, there was that entire faunus arson case that took the entire coordination of several departments to take down, but other than that, there really weren't that much fires in Vale. Primarily due to the fact that people were more scared to actually do anything horrific, the fact that Vale was pretty safe stayed in the box. True, the Vale Mutilator had struck, as well as numerous horrific incidents that took away several lives, but still, she would rather live in the city than out with the Grimm. She knew for a fact that several people left Vale and went out to the villages outside the city walls, primarily out of fear of the Mutilator. She really couldn't blame them, the way the rumors went around, along with the police department getting swamped by calls about the mutilator... the entire city was in a panic. Hunters and huntresses were on edge as well, and they were seeing a lot less of them on the streets. Probably to just go out and hunt some more Grimm for their amusement.

As soon as she leaned on her chair, ready to take a small nap, she received an alert on her console, telling her that she had just received an emergency call. She groaned as she sat right up, disappointed that she couldn't take a power nap at all. She put on her headphones, and took answered the call,

"Hello, this is the Vale Fire Department Service, what is your emergency, sir or madam?"

"Hello, this is Carl Green! I'm at the address of Main Street and Vermillion, and there's a fire going on right now! A random inferno occurred right now, and we don't know what caused it! It looks like it's not dying out either!" Any semblance of boredom or drowsiness was immediately removed from the receptor's voice, due to realizing how dangerous the call was. Without any hesitation, the receptor punched the fire alarm, and began to talk into the radios of the fire department.

"Dispatch, there's a fire on Main Street and Vermillion. Reports tell us that it's bad, go out and douse it! I'll call up some ambulances and police officers, it might be another one of the faunus arson cases!" The bored firefighters immediately rushed into the trucks, grabbing their equipment and yelling at the others to get ready. They had to be sure that this wasn't going to be another faunus arson case. They couldn't risk another crazy inferno taking hold of the neighborhood. She could only hope that the citizens were doing their best to end the fire.

Vale Residential District

The inferno wasn't dying anytime soon, and from the look of things, the fire was going to continue being lit for a while. Even though the residents of the street have begun coordinating water usage and firefighting skills, there just wasn't enough water to kill off the flames. They were able to stop the flames from expanding to the second floor, since the fire was desperately trying to recover any lost territory that was lost. They were more focused on the fire than actually entering the apartment complex to figure out the source. Carl was helping to lead the people in trying to combat the fires, but there just wasn't enough resources to go through. Any ice Dust that would be useful in a situation like this wasn't anywhere to be found, considering the incredible prices that Dust has risen to ever since the shop burglaries.

Some of the neighbors had the bright idea to attempt to utilize the garden hoses in their tool sheds, and they had gone out to obtain them. That was six minutes ago, and he was wondering what on Remnant was taking those guys so long. It shouldn't be too difficult to grab a hose, rush towards the apartment building, and start spraying the fire! He sighed and wiped his forehand with the back of his hand, and was surprised by the immense amount of sweat his hand brought up. The entire back of his hand was covered with a film of water, as though someone had just poured water right onto his hand. He needed a solution and FAST.

Thankfully, the guys who were supposed to obtain the hoses came right up... with unattached hoses. They did come from far away houses, so that was pretty explainable why the hoses were not attached to any kind of faucet. The guys holding the hoses got to work, and one of them attached the hose to the apartment's lawn faucet, and proceeded to launch a torrent of water right into the burning apartment. The other three proceeded to go to other houses that were closer to the apartment, and began to search for a faucet to attach the hose to. When they did find a faucet, they immediately screwed it on and proceeded to rain water onto the flames.

That action managed to kill off a good bit of the fire, but the flames still weren't dying yet. Green heard some sirens, and turned to the location, believing that the firefighters had finally come to assist. He was wrong.

What was coming, however, was a news van, along with a police patrol car. Why the hell would the news and police arrive before the firefighting team? This didn't make any sense! He called the fire department first, there was no way that these guys made it before them. And how did the news get wind of the scenario? Did they get tipped off or something? That didn't matter, they had to focus on taking down the fire. That was their main task, and he could finally hear the firefighter truck's sirens.

The truck stopped right in front of the apartment, and the firefighters all leaped out the truck, and proceeded to get ready to blast the fire hose towards the flames. One minute later, and they had begun to spray a massive amount of water at the fire. The inferno that had been so persistent started to die out quickly, and the last of the flames ended in three minutes. A lot of the people assisting in trying to beat back the fire relaxed, the worse was over. The fact that the fire department had became so efficient simply gave them respect in Green's eyes.

"Excuse me, are you Carl Green by any chance?" Carl turned around, only to find himself facing the chief of the fire department. He was dressed like a normal firefighter, sure, but he did have a badge on his chest that yelled authority. The badge had writing that said "Ubi vocat officium - ibi nos youll 'reperio". Carl had no idea what that meant, but he knew that sentence probably meant something important. He ended up nodding to the fire chief, and waited for the person's response.

"Carl, if it wasn't for you calling the department as soon as you did, we probably wouldn't have been able to be as effective as we were today. You probably saved the neighborhood today, good job." After that statement, the fire chief nodded to the police officers, who began to effectively blockade the apartment from anyone that attempted to enter the area. Two of the police officers took position in front of the apartment complex, and the news team began to set up shop. The camera man started to turn on the camera, while Lisa began to work with her make up crew and technicians to get herself looking good. Finally, when they were all done, they started to broadcast a live news report to the entirety of Vale on the news channel.

"This is the Vales News Network, and I am your host, Lisa Lavender. Breaking news today, a fire has erupted within the Residential District of Vale, but thanks to the efforts of the citizens and the fire department, the flames were cut before they could turn into a blinding inferno. We are outside the apartment of which the fire started, and the police have begun to enter the premises." As if on cue, the police officers began to enter the apartment after sealing off the area with caution tape, with two more patrol cars incoming from the street. As soon as they stopped, everyone there noticed one strange thing; all of the police officers had body armor, a shotgun, and a somewhat nervous look on their face. Something wasn't right here at all.

The police officers that were excessively armed began to enter the apartment complex, with one of them coming out with a grim look on their face. This officer nodded to every other officer, and one of them took out a Scroll. He began to write something down, and the rest of the police officers started to move in a flow. They began to push all citizens away from the area, and they began to push Lisa and her crew away from the scene. The entire crowd there realized instantly what was going on; this was no ordinary fire. This was definitely linked to the faunus burning incident.

Everyone stood outside the safety tape, just waiting for the actual vocal announcement. They knew within their minds what was the case, but they wanted verification. They wanted to the absolute truth from the police force, as they had pledged to protect them.

Inside the Apartment Complex

The police officers were grim, and things didn't look very good. While the entire complex wasn't hit by the fire, only one of the apartments, the sight still wasn't pretty. The first thing they found when they opened the front door was a dead faunus, with two holes in his guy. A horrible way to die for anyone.

After they located the source of the fire, they started to look through the apartments, in order to actually count the bodies. The burnt apartment came up with a bunch of them, all burnt, and all of them appearing to have died in complete suffering. There were weapons and White Fang masks scattered, which did basically state why these guys were killed, but this wasn't very satisfying to watch. It was easier to hate them when they were alive, not under the assault of the Vale Mutilator.

Then there came a surprise no one was expecting at all.

There was one, no, two survivors that lived through the massacre. A lone child, a wolf faunus from the look of things, was discovered crying under her bed, and they had to do a lot of persuasion for her to actually come out. When they did, they made sure that her eyes were covered when they left the apartment. The police force didn't want to traumatize her anymore than she was right now. The second survivor was less fortunate, as she was barely breathing. The paramedics got to work immediately, and proceeded to ensure that she would still be alive on the trip to the hospital. Things were actually looking good, this time they had actual, breathing survivors. That meant witnesses, and witnesses meant tracking the monster that was behind these assaults. Who knows, maybe Vale would be able to sleep comfortably today.

Beacon Academy, Cafeteria

Team RWBY were eating breakfast with their sister team, Team JNPR, in a casual manner. Blake looked over the scene briefly, taking her eyes off the novel she was reading. Weiss was doing her nails, Pyrrha was talking with Jaune, and everyone else was listening to Nora's latest dream, which usually came every month. Everyone looked interesting in hearing Nora's tales every month, and Blake had no idea why. They weren't as good as her novels.

"So, there we were, in the middle of the day..." Nora started, as she took a large bite out of her pancakes.

"It was the afternoon." Ren stated, as he took a small sip out of his cup, which contained some jade tea.

"There was a giant horde of Deathstalkers in front of us..." Nora finished off a pancake, and took some syrup off the table, in order to douse the next one in the thick, sugary liquid.

"They were Boarbatusks." Ren took a small bite out of his pancakes, and just looked at Nora's nearly empty plate. He was probably going to need to cook some more for her, at the rate she was going.

"Hundreds of them!" Nora shouted, banging her hands on the table. She liked the dramatic point she was making, it was always good to have her audience interested.

"Four of them." Ren merely took another sip out of his jade tea.

"But none of them were a match for me and Ren, and we managed to take them all out within seconds! With our strength, we destroyed all of them, and with all of the tough Deathstalker armor, we forged a battleship, and set sail to conquer one of the continents in Remnant!" Nora huffed as she sat back, proud of her dream. After all, who else could top that?

"Nora... I don't think you can make a battleship out of Deathstalker hide. But yeah, she's been having this dream for a while now." Nora just looked at her childhood friend, ready to make an argument for the idea of a Deathstalker battleship, when the intercom started to power on.

"Team RWBY and team JNPR, may you please come to my office? I'd like to assign you to a mission." The two respective teams looked at each other, completely confused by why they were being called. It was only two months since they made it to Beacon academy, and they were being an assigned a mission already? Something was off here, but they couldn't place it at all. They decided to head straight towards his office anyways, no use questioning why.

Ozpin's Office

Ozpin stared at his Scroll, looking at the latest news report again. The report about actual, breathing, LIVING survivors from the Vale Mutilator? That was a rather glorious treat to be given this week, especially for the investigation team. They finally had an actual lead they could follow, and now that they had this, they needed to secure this asset as much as they could. Team MRON was already on route to the hospital, and he would get Team RWBY and Team JNPR to help back them up. While he would like to have team CFVY there for assistance, they were on a mission to exterminate Grimm. He couldn't take any chances with the Vale Mutilator, with the news basically blabbing to everyone that there were survivors, the antes of the game had just went up. They needed to ensure the safety of the faunus child and of the faunus that was in a coma. He was probably going to have to get better medical personnel working on the comatose patient, and some therapy for the child.

The doors to his office opened, and he quickly exited out of the news report, and faced the visitors. Team RWBY and Team JNPR stood side to side, and waited patiently for Ozpin to speak... well, most of them. Ruby was bouncing up and down a little bit, while Nora was being a bit more obvious about the fact she was excited. Oh, how he wished was in the days where the thought of the Mutilator didn't plague his mind, to be so free of the burden. But that would be selfish, and for all the mistakes he had made in this world, the ignorance of the monster dwelling within Vale could not be one of them. That was a mistake he was determined to not make.

"Team RWBY and JNPR... you two were called in for a special assignment today. You two are going to one of Vale's hospitals, and are going to stand guard at the area, and make sure that no stranger or suspicious person enters the facility. Do you understand?" He noticed that both teams looked utterly confused by why they were being told to guard a hospital, and they stood there awkwardly, not answering his simple question.

"Er, professor Ozpin... why are we defending a hospital?" Ozpin sighed and took a sip of his coffee, he didn't expect THAT question. He assumed that everyone followed the news on the Vale Mutilator... but then again, there were several accounts to take into place on why they didn't receive the important news. One, the entire broadcast was done at close to midnight, where pretty much all of the students would be asleep. Two, the fact that the entire broadcast wasn't repeated the next day did make several people not knowledgeable about the fact. And three, the police were already working on crushing and burying the story away, in order to ensure the safety of the two survivors. Probably too late for that, but then again, while the news was out, why not alert the teams in front of him?

"You will be guarding this hospital, simply because that facility houses the only two survivors to ever come out from the Vale Mutilator's hands." The reaction was spontaneous and quick, and no one kept a cool face, not even Ren. Pyrrha widened her eyes, Weiss opened her mouth, Yang and Ruby looked directly at each other worriedly, and then looked around the room. Nora just stared quickly at Ren, who blinked three times in a row, and crossed his arms. Jaune's eyes began to open wide, so much so that they appeared to come out of the socket, and his jaw opened to large heights. Blake was the one who appeared to be hit the most by this news, as she clenched her fists and began to shake violently, while, looking down at her feet. A reaction that Ozpin would remember for quite a bit, and he made a mental note of Blake's noticeable reaction to the news.

The silence that came after that statement was broken by Blake's questioning. "What? How? How did they survive the Vale Mutilator? Where did this all take place, and how are they still alive? Are they okay? Who are they? Did they get to see how the guy looked like?" Before Blake could answer anymore questions, Ozpin closed his eyes and sighed, and responded quickly to her outburst.

"All of your questions will be answered at the hospital, and I suggest you make haste towards your objective. We don't know if the Mutilator is on his way to take down the two survivors he left, and we need to ensure their safety. A hunter team by the name of MRON is already stationed there, meet up with them to get your questions answered. Now, both teams are dismissed, and I am eager to receive your reports later." As soon as he finished that sentence, everyone made a direct beeline for the door, with Blake merely running right out, quicker than Ruby, and started to head straight towards the Bullhead. It was... unsettling how fast Blake ran, considering the fact that she outran Ruby, even when the child activated her semblance. The Vale Mutilator had to be important to her, and Ozpin needed to find out why.

With a sigh, he started to ask some staff to investigate Miss Belladonna, as well as setting up more surveillance around Emerald Forest, Beacon, and the streets. Even though the Council had approved of setting up numerous cameras around the city, they had not caught a single act of the Vale Mutilator so far. No evidence, no video footage, which told Headmaster Ozpin that the killer was crafty. He needed to up his game to catch the bastard, that was for sure. He lifted the coffee mug to his lips, only to be greeted by air. He set the cup down, and looked inside, only to find that he had drained all the coffee out again. He simply stared wearily at the empty mug, trying to remember the last time he had a good night's sleep. He couldn't remember, and he sent a message to Glynda to go out and acquire more coffee. It was going to be yet another long day.

The Fan's House

"Alright guys, here's the plan. We get a 50 Blessings agent within Beacon's janitorial staff, and as soon as he gets hired, we have to ensure that he completes the task of uploading the virus to the communications tower. He'll do that by utilizing this drive that contains the program that will override all of Beacon's control, and shift all of the power to us. We have to do this stealthily, which means the agent has to pretend he is cleaning up the floor with the computers. Do we understand the plan?" Alex and Corey nodded, they understood the plan. Mark and Tony had gone out to go kill some criminal scum, and the three of them were devising a plan to take control of Beacon's CCT. They were at the dinner table ,and there were three pizzas right on top of the tabletop. One of which was vegetarian, another Hawaiian, and the last one was a pepperoni pizza.

Ash bit into his slice of pizza and chewed the delicious meal slowly, thinking about which agent they should use for this mission. They needed someone who had the role of a janitor, and the list of all the agents and their jobs was right in front of him. What he really needed as a main job requisite was a janitor, and there seemed to be only two of those on the list, an Amber Soylent and Aeris Lee. Amber was a male janitor, and had only taken he job as a custodian due to the fact that no one else would hire a moose faunus... at least, from what he said. From what Ash could see in Amber's picture, he looked like an absolute mess.

Amber had his hair all scuffled up, as if he had been living in the streets for five years, and he had giant bags under his eyes. His antlers all looked like they haven't been washed at all, and there were numerous specks of dirt all over the horns. This guy didn't seem like he'd be fit for the role of the agent, and Ash put him in the back burner for now. They'd probably find a better job for the guy. As for Aeris...

She wasn't a good candidate either, considering the fact that she was rather indecent. The fact that she had almost no bra, which was easily noticed through her shamelessly thin shirt, kind of spoke volumes. There were numerous hickeys on her neck, which basically said a lot to Ash. Even he had standards, and he highly doubted that Beacon was going to accept a sultry custodian to work at their academy. He sighed, and passed the folder to Alex and Corey, hoping they would pick out the best candidate for the job. He was wrong.

Alex started to outright laugh at Aeris' picture, and Corey just shook her head in disbelief. Obviously the two agents were not being accepted, and Ash needed to find someone on the list that could actually take the janitor spot. But the fact that the two operatives with a janitor background were less than ideal? That did seem a bit horrible, and he couldn't even forge the documents, damn it. Sure, he easily got away with that act in the entirety of Vale, but Beacon was different. They were most likely going to be highly unlikely to be hired as a custodian, with their current habits and work ethics, at least from what Ash can tell.

"So, let's choose the woman! She'll seduce her way into a shitty paying job that's significantly less than being a whore! Or better yet, we can go with the moose faunus, he definitely looks like he knows the definition of cleaning." Corey laughed a little, and Ash broke into a smile at Alex's remark, which then turned into a sigh. While these two were perfect for cracking jokes, they weren't probably going to get that janitor job in the conditions they were in right now. These two were probably going to have to find someway to control their habits, and right now, he needed to find which one took the least amount of work. However, when he accessed the Dustnet, he noticed one article that was popping out everywhere. The article was not good news to him, considering the fact that the article was titled Vale Mutilator Becomes Arrogant, Leaves Behind Two Survivors. That was not good at all.

He opened the link to the article quickly, and he slowly started to get pissed off as he read the article. The fact that the person they sent left behind two survivors was not very welcome, and from the look of things, this action could be forgivable. One of the survivors, a young wolf faunus named Lily, had managed to escape the wrath of Doral by hiding under her bed, which was a smart move. After all, no one was going to check under the bed for any survivors, and Ash was impressed by the fact that she stayed quiet for that entire period of time. These kids were not to be underestimated. And as for the other survivor... well, she didn't look like she was going to give out the details, considering the fact that she was in a coma at the moment. This still wasn't good news though, and he passed the Scroll to his two friends to let them now what had happened.

They didn't like the events either, and both of them stared at the article silently. They finished reading, and looked at the empty table, as their warm pizza had started to go from warm as a blanket to as cold as a stone. After a brief moment of this somber silence, Alex finally addressed the giant elephant in the room.

"So... what are we going to do about this? We can't really kill the kid, that's just wrong. As for the other survivor, she's in a deep coma at the moment. Are we going to ignore them?" Corey silently nodded, and Alex sighed inwardly. She really didn't have the strength in her to go off and kill a kid so ruthlessly. They did have to do something about the witnesses anyways, they couldn't let them be.

"Let's ignore them for now... and this scenario taught us a good lesson. We need to train our agents better, basically make them efficient killers. I'm still in the process of making those armor piercing bullets, but I am fairly close to making them all. That means the agents need to obtain their own weapons, since I'm not going to make more weapons for everyone. I'm still making the new ones for our Dust robbers, and they're the only actual muscle we can utilize right now." The trio nodded, and they began to set up plans to train the current members of the 50 Blessings, ideas on how to get the two candidates for the janitor job at Beacon to change their habits, and how they could utilize all the Dust they had in their storage. The teens in their employment had racked up a tremendous amount of Dust, so much so that there were giant canisters of the stuff littered throughout the storage facility. Ash didn't need that much Dust, and now, this was becoming a hassle to take care of. They had an idea of a factory, but that was going into the backburner for now. They had more pressing issues to talk about.

Vale Airspace, Bullhead

The two teams sat in silence, staying in the large haze of awkward silence. Even Nora, who was so accustomed to talking a lot, had suddenly gained a huge interest in her weapon, Magnhild. Pyrrha fidgeted with Milo, making sure that her javelin was up to shape, and ready for action. Blake was reading her novel, Weiss was staring right at her shoes, Ruby was humming to herself as she listened to her headphones, and Yang merely counted the shells in Ember Celica. Meanwhile, Ren checked over his Stormflowers one last time, before re-equipping them back into his sleeves, and cast a glance back at Nora for a brief second, before going back to staring at the metal ceiling. Jaune simply sat glumly on his seat, and waited for the entire flight to be over. Even though he was keeping down his gut at the moment, this still wasn't a very well rounded flight, with a few bumps here and there. Finally, the silence that had been lingering was blown apart by a single question.

"Are we there yet?" asked Nora innocently, staring at the cockpit. They had been stuck in this cramped compartment for Dust knows how long, and to be frank, she was getting rather bored. There was nothing to talk about, everyone was all somber, and Ren was too busy checking his weapons again and again. Yeah, she understood why this entire scenario was important and really, really dangerous, but she was really bored. She had to find some way to destroy the complete tensity that was in the air.

"We're nearly there, Miss Valkyrie. Just two more minutes, and we'll land on the rooftop of the hospital." Nora sighed contently and leaned back, finally getting an estimated time of when they'll reach their objective. Now all she had to do was wait two long, unending minutes for the ride to be over and-

"Wait, why the rooftop of the hospital? Why aren't we landing on the street?" Weiss stared at Yang, wondering what on Remnant compelled her to ask such a stupid question. There was obviously a Bullhead landing zone on the hospital roof, why would they land on the street? What kind of person would-

"Well Miss Xiao Long, the reason why we are landing on the roof is because there is a literal horde of people at the hospital entrance, demanding entrance and such. News reporters, journalists, crazed people, zealous people who wants to meet the survivors, stuff like that. In fact, we're not landing, we're dropping you guys on the roof. Sorry, but there's no other way, the hospital is crowded on all sides BUT the top. You'll meet up with team MRON somewhere inside the hospital, and you should be dropping off now." As soon as the pilot finished that sentence, he opened the back of the Bullhead, revealing a rather short drop onto the hospital roof. Everyone immediately jumped out, and everyone landed perfectly, except for Jaune, who landed rather well, and then tripped and fell flat on his face.

Pyrrha helped him recover quickly though, and thankfully for Jaune, no one noticed his blunder except for his teammate. He got up in less than three seconds, and everyone looked around the roof, trying to find the staircase. As they searched for the only entrance into the hospital, Yang noticed that the Bullhead had begun to pull away, and was now driving far away from the hospital. She groaned as she watched their only mode of transportation leave them behind. Hopefully, when it became night time, the supposedly loud crowd would disperse.

"Oooohhh, Ren, look how tiny everyone looks! They look like ants!" Ren turned around, and watched as his longtime childhood friend peeked over the rooftop, and stared directly at the people below. He sighed inwardly, and went towards his way to her, in order to warn her not to fall off the roof, before he stopped and marveled at the giant crowd in front of the hospital.

For one thing, he didn't know that a large amount of people actually lived in Vale. This lone sight made him rethink how many people actually lived in Vale, as the entire street, and a whole bunch of other areas of the city in front of the hospital appeared to be crowded by people. Some of them were holding up signs, and others were visibly trying to make their way towards the front of the hospital. He noticed that there was a stupidly large barricade in front of the hospital gates, and there appeared to be a small group of police officers trying to keep the chaos under a certain level. Was this entire city going crazy over the fact that there were two survivors of the Vale Mutilator? He actually realized just how far this monster's influence went, if he had gotten the entire city of Vale to show up at a dingy hospital.

"Hey guys, we found the entrance! All thanks to me, of course!" Ren and Nora looked up from the amazing sight to notice Yang sitting on top of the staircase entrance, which appeared to be held shut by a metal door. Everyone on the rooftop made their way to the staircase, where Yang jumped down, and attempted to push the door open. Nothing happened, and she tried pushing again. No movement at all.

Yang growled slightly, and realized instantly that the door had a pull handle, not a push. She chuckled weakly as she pulled the handle, only to figure out that the stupid door was locked. She sighed and face-palmed, why the Grimm would they lock the rooftop doors? It wasn't like any of the people in the giant crowd were good at climbing or something!

"Here, stand back Yang, let me try something." Yang turned towards the source of the voice, and found Blake standing there. Yang grinned, and did a hand wave towards the door as she stepped back, an invitation for Blake to try. As soon as her partner stepped away, Blake walked right up to the door, and went straight for the lock. She pulled out a pin in her pocket, and began to pick the lock, and everyone could swear that Blake's bow twitched while she did this task. After a few brief seconds, there was a loud click that emitted from the door, and Blake pushed the door... and nothing happened. That was when Yang jumped in, and pulled the door open, grinning widely at Blake, who merely rolled here eyes.

"Hey, I wasn't the only one who made that mistake!" Yang protested, as Weiss just shook her head at her blonde teammate's action. Nevertheless, the rooftop doors were open, and everyone made their way downstairs, hopefully to reach the hospital wing that the survivors were kept in. After all, they were assigned a pretty important job, and it was their duty to make sure that the hospital wing would not be invaded by the nefarious Vale Mutilator!

Thirty minutes of wandering later...

Jaune groaned as the two teams were denied access by another group of armored police officers for the umpteenth time. Honestly, the amount of times they were nearly forced off the premises of the hospital was staggering, and the only reason why they weren't outside yet was because of their Hunter ID cards. Finally, after everyone showed their identification cards, the police standing guard let them in, which they all groaned out of relief. They had been walking for a long period of time, getting lost, asking surgeons for directions, and worse of all, not getting anywhere at all. The doctors weren't allowed to give them the location of the survivors, but they had finally reached their destination, so they hoped.

They opened the doors to the potential sanctuary ahead, and found that there were numerous police officers standing guard inside the room. All of them were in armor, and they all had rather big weapons, some with assault rifles, some with shotguns, and others had a riot shield and a sub-machine gun. The two teams went right past the guards, who were all eyeing them with suspicion, making them look very intimidating to the common man, especially singe the only thing you could visibly see was their eyes. However, these eight were hunters and huntresses in training, and they were not easily intimidated by such looks. Finally, they entered the next room, and instantly took in the environment.

There was a television in the corner of the ceiling, which was playing a cartoon about the adventures of Lord Vlue, the greatest hunter to ever be. There were several chairs scattered throughout the room, and there was some board games stacked on the only table in the room. For some reason, there was a refrigerator in the room, and there were four people inside, two of which were sleeping rather peacefully.

Only one man stood guard at Julia Brunneis' room, the Vale Mutilator survivor that was put into a coma, and he did look frightening. True, his weapons was a lousy pitchfork, but he was clad in all black, tattered clothes. He wore a rather long coat, and his black hat helped to hide his facial features, and he only cast a glance at the two hunter teams before clicking his tongue, and looking back at his black boots. The other guy that was awake had long, red hair, and was currently watching the show about Lord Vlue with a bowl of popcorn. He started to laugh at one of the mishaps of Lord Vlue, and threw some popcorn into his mouth. His clothing attire was similar to Ren's outfit, although his was red, and a bit more intricate, with yellow lining that resembled a King Taijitu.

The two sleeping hunters were sleeping as peacefully as babies, and they looked like a couple. The girl had short, dirty blonde hair, and was dressed in a casual shirt and pants. She didn't look like a hunter, and neither did the guy next to her. He had dark green hair, and from the look of things, the only thing noticeable was his yellow jacket and orange pants, which told Yang that this guy did not have any kind of fashion sense. The only person in this room that appeared to have a weapon was the overdressed tattered man, and that was only a weak pitchfork. Were these guys really expert hunters?

"Hey Russet, you overgrown brat, we've got company." The man in the Ren-like outfit turned around, and Nora had to admit, this guy looked a little bit like Ren. Not a lot that they'd be mistaken for brothers, but close enough where they could be mistaken as distant cousins... if the hunter that had been laughing at the cartoon didn't have streaks of red all over his hair. They made his entire head look like a striped pattern, and that did not look good on the person.

"So, are you eight Team JNPR and Team RWBY? Ozpin told us to expect you! Sorry for Mure not acknowledging your presence, he's like that whenever he's on a mission." The person the two teams could only presume was Mure merely scoffed and tipped his hat off, before leaning back on the wall. Russet leaned in closer towards the group of students, and started to whisper to them.

"Don't worry about him, he's been like that ever since he transitioned from an orange hoodie to those weird black outfit. Doesn't fit him, I liked him more when he had those orange clothes. This... this just makes him look pretentious and edgy." Apparently, Mure overheard Russet's gossiping, as the next thing the eight hunters in training knew, the red haired hunter was hit on the head with a green apple.

"Hey, I heard that, you know! And this outfit doesn't make me look edgy, it makes me look fashionable!" Russet growled as he rubbed the back of his head, and swiftly turned towards the offender.

"You wouldn't know fashionable even if it bit you in the back of your ass! Oh wait, even if that happened, that still wouldn't help, you dense blockhead!"

"This coming from the guy that fanboys over Lord Vlue! I keep telling you, he never existed! Go back to your crib and play with your toys, you're a thousand years too early to be hanging around me!"

The two hunters stared at each other angrily for around four minutes, before bursting out in laughter and calming down. Russet started to fall down and laugh while rocking back and forth on his back, while Mure merely slapped his knee. Weiss shook her head in disbelief, she couldn't imagine elite and professional hunters acting this childish. Finally, Mure stopped laughing, and started to regain his composure.

"Okay, you eight might want to check up on the two survivors. They're in the room ahead. Just... be gentle, alright? The girl's still traumatized from what happened." The hunters in training nodded, and started to head right into the hospital room, and when they did enter, the first thing they did was wince at the unconscious form of Julia. What happened to her was not pretty.

She had a bandage over her left eye, and her head was wrapped in bandages. Her bunny ears were sticking out of the bandages, and those had a few stitches and bandages on them to cover up small cuts. The rest of her body was covered up by the blanket, but her entire mouth and nose was covered by a plastic appendage. She was hooked up to an IV system, something that has been rarely been used at all, thanks to the usage of aura. The IV systems were still in place, primarily to try to save a person that had gotten into a coma. The sight alone didn't look good, as there were several pipes going into her arm, as well as in her neck as well. Her breathing appeared to be pained, as there was some visible shaking that came from her chest after it heaved up and down. Her right eye was closed shut, and it didn't appear to be moving at all. Lily, the only conscious survivor of the Vale Mutilator, was grasping Julia's right hand, and was shedding silent tears while whispering something to her mother figure. Things looked rather grim.

There was another person in the room, and he had a large white coat, along with a clipboard and a pen. His hair, while black, was showing signs of graying throughout the roots, and he was writing something down. When the doors had opened, he quickly turned around to berate the newcomers, only to fall silent upon noticing the eight hunters. His face used to be one of ripe youth, but had begun to see the damage of stress and agony. His eyes were droopy, and he looked like the kind of guy who had been chugging down coffee for five days in a row, in an attempt to stay awake. He blinked twice at the hunters, and sighed wearily, signifying his ultimate desire for some rest, and for someone to take his post.

"So, what brings you eight here? Come to see the amazing duo that survived the Vale Mutilator, like the damned crowd outside? Well, I'm going to tell you, the only thing you'll find here are broken souls, me included. I'm... going to go get a substitute, try not to damage anything, alright? There's enough harm as it is." After those words, the doctor walked right out the door, and left the waiting room, most likely to get some well needed rest. Team JNPR and Team RWBY stared at the depressing scene, taking in the entire atmosphere. It was only five minutes before Ruby broke in.

"So, um... Lily? Is that your name? You want to play some board games with us?" Weiss just blinked, and quickly turned towards Ruby, prepared to give her the largest lecture of her life, before the child interjected.

"I... wouldn't mind..." Ruby sparkled at the child's response, and promptly semi-dragged her to the waiting room, where there were numerous board games and snacks to dine on. Yang simply shook her head with a smile on her face, and followed Ruby, with Nora asking Ren what board game he wanted to play. Pyrrha and Jaune left the room after a brief moment, in order to try to get their minds off Julia's injuries. Weiss followed suit later, having gotten a bit tired of watching a suffering woman, and wanted to get some fresh air. Only Blake stayed in the room, and she slowly walked up to the unconscious person.

Blake sat next to Julia's unconscious body, and held her right hand gently. She stared sadly at Julia, who was laying down on the bed, breathing harshly and badly, with the heart rate monitor fluctuating. The mere sight of this person reminded her of her parents, and how they died. Why, why did this person get to survive when her parents died? Blake closed her eyes, and breathed out shakily, she couldn't get emotional over this. Not this kind of selfishness, she needed to be vigilant, forgiving, a huntress that had promised to bring the Grimm to a halt. A person that dreamed to save the White Fang and help the directive to an honorable task... and to bring justice to the monster that ravaged her dreams. But for now, she would do her best to at least try to protect the two other survivors of his wrath... she couldn't let the fact that she was one of his survivors come to news. She knew the Vale Mutilator was definitely planning how to kill these two in the most sadistic way possible, and she didn't want to go through that sort of punishment. Not what her dreams told her, anyways. Her memory started to fall back to the day where she was standing over her parents' graves, and how she felt.

Lily was playing a board game called Mad King's Rise with the band of hunters, which was basically about the adventures of X-Ray and Vav, in their attempts to stop the Mad King from taking over the entire city. The teams tried to defeat the board, who was the Mad King, in his sinister plot to control all of the population with his mind device, and they had to race against the clock to beat him. So far? They weren't doing that well, as Nora was making some silly decisions, and the board had some overly stupid luck against the six playing against it. Jaune was giving tips to the group on how to efficiently battle against the Mad King, and Pyrrha was talking with Weiss about Beacon and their experiences with their team.

While all this was going on, however, Lily had one thing on her mind: justice. She couldn't deal with the fact that her father had been killed, and that Julia had just been nearly killed for nothing. She wanted to know why, and she swore that will be the one thing she will do.

"I promise Dad... I will become stronger." Thought Lily, as she placed down a card that would negate one of the Mad King's minions.

"I will become a huntress, to bring justice for all, and to track the monster behind your deaths." Thought Blake, as she stood in front of her parent's graves a few years ago.

"And when I do find him... I'll make him pay." And the wheel of burden was placed upon another poor soul.

And that was the sixty sixth installment of Hotline RWBY: Requiem for the Fans! Please, please excuse this extremely late release, college exams and whatnot are barricading my ability to actually write... boo hoo hoo. But don't worry, I plan to finish this fanfiction once and for all! I started it, and a writer must finish their long, overwhelming stories! I will prevail! Anyways, please favorite, follow, and review! I cannot stress how much I want you guys to review, it's honestly overwhelming to read the reviews people write. So please, go ahead and write a review for the chapters you like. I promise I respond to all of them equally and enthusiastically. And as always, enjoy hurting people!

Review Responses!

XXnoscoper420XX: Hmmm... a biker-esque chapter? Where there's someone who discovers the idea about 50 Blessings and tries to destroy the operations? Welllll, I won't deny that thought did go through my head... but there's one catch. There's already numerous groups individually trying to bring down the Vale Mutilator, which is pretty much the leader of the 50 Blessings. That simply means that once they do discover the existence of the 50 Blessings... well, there'll be chapters where they attempt to bring down the organization to their knees. I hope you stick around to see more of what is to come in the future!

A guy: I thank you so much for making sprite art for Hotline RWBY, that's awesome! Sadly, as of now, I cannot view the art you have made, primarily due to the fact that has chosen to not reveal your images at all. If it's possible, can you make imgur posts of the sprites and private message me the links please? It's rather saddening that I cannot see the fan art you made, which I really want to do. If you read this and accept my request, then a thousand thank you to you, my good sir.

Terminator57: Hmm, Tony's stance on the merchandise? He's okay with people touching them, but they'd have to pay first. Secondly, they can't harm the merchandise as they would like. And lastly, he is the guy that makes sure the people don't mistreat the strippers, and that is done by answering his fists. While he does sometimes hang around the strippers for a while, if you know what I mean, he just makes sure that people don't attempt to pull shit with them. It's his job to ensure the club runs smoothly. And keep in mind, not all of the strippers are faunus, there are humans mingled in there too. Don't worry, I'll elaborate more on how the club works from some of the employees' views, don't worry! And keep your review going, and I promise you, I will release a chapter a month at the LEAST. I plan to do more, but college is being questionable. I'll try my best though