RemnusPast here, with the nineteenth chapter of Hotline RWBY: Requiem for the Fans! Dear goodness me, someone made another Hotline X RWBY crossover! OH BOY! You guys gotta go read it and check it out, it's very good! It's called Hotline RWBY: Dementia of a Sociopath, by papern00b451! Go out and read it today! But enough wait, here's the chapter! Enjoy!

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Junior's Club

Corey groaned as she lay on the ground, with Indigo near her. The only two that actually sustained some injuries, they were trying to rest to recover their energy. Currant and the Malachite Twins were watching over them, trying to put bandages on them. Militia was applying some burn ointment on Corey, while Melanie was tending to Indigo's bullet wound. Currant was helping apply bandages to Corey and Indigo, making sure that the two were alright in terms of health. Meanwhile, Cerulean and Garnet were outside in the bar, drinking with Junior and Aureus. Cerulean had a bottle of some good apple whiskey, while Garnet had two bottles of honey ale next to him. Aureus had a glass of orange vodka, and Junior had a cocktail glass of lemon sunset in his hand. They were discussing business and ways to repair the ruined Warrick and Wicket relationship.

"So, Cerulean, you're saying that you started the war because Carmine ordered the wipe out of your new hideout?" Cerulean nodded at Aureus' words, he knew that the diplomat would be able to figure out a better solution than the one listed. The peace they had put out wasn't exactly favorable for anyone, and they were currently trying to figure out a truce that would be favorable for both sides. Aureus sat and started to ponder, sipping his orange vodka as he did so. "Hmmm, concerning the amount of damage done by the Wicket family... plus the instigation by the Warrick family... I think I may have thought up of a good deal for everyone..." Cerulean, Garnet, and Junior leaned in, hoping that each of them would get a good deal from this. "The Warrick family will give the Wicket family half of the territory taken over by them, and the Wickets will have to pay for the rest. Carmine is given to the Wickets for their own punishment, and the Warrick family will give some reparations for the uncalled attack on the hideout. Is that a deal?" With that, Cerulean and Garnet nodded, happy about the deal that the peace would make. "And then Junior. I believe that you getting one fourth of Carmine's bank will suffice for payment?" Junior smiled and agreed to this, he knew that Carmine was loaded, and the amount of lien he was getting out of this deal meant that he could easily boost his information networks and expand his club. With that, everyone shook hands, sealing the deal.

Streets of Vale

Tony had his mask this time as he walked through the streets of Vale, carrying the rubber torn tiger mask in a bag. The street lights helping illuminate the streets, showing him the path he needed to take in order to reach his destination. Mark recently discovered what he believed was a White Fang hideout, and had given the address to Tony. When asked why it seemed to be a White Fang hideout, Mark simply replied by stating on how the building were filled with faunus, and he saw some glimpses of White Fang members in the windows. It was merely an observation, and Tony was heading towards the location to confirm Mark's suspicions. If Mark was true on his word, then that meant this was going to be a night of joy, and a bit of fun... Tony continued walking, trying to keep his mind off murder. If Mark was wrong, which he was on certain occasions, it would be a wasted trip, and he would have nothing to do for the night. He didn't want to have his mind on killing anger upon learning it was false news.

Tony arrived at the building, which appeared to be two story apartment complex. He noticed that there were two faunus right outside the entrance, a faunus with bunny ears was smoking a cigarette, and the other one had wolf ears and was drinking a beer. When Tony walked near the apartment complex, he noticed that the two faunus glared at him, and started to reach for something in their coats. He couldn't waste time now, it was time for action. As the faunus whipped out pistols, the wolf faunus got his entire head demolished by Tony's fist, and the head caved in, causing skull bits to pierce the brain. As the wolf faunus went down, the bunny faunus aimed shakily at Tony, only to receive a punch to the gut, causing the person to keel over, and then a knee to the face, causing severe head trauma and loosening all of the person's teeth. The bunny faunus went over the stair railing and onto the ground, bleeding massively from its nose and mouth. Tony quickly pulled out his tiger mask and put it on, then proceeded to breath in and out while outside the door. He jumped a little, and then kicked the door open, knocking back a cat faunus who was behind the door.

The cat faunus went sprawling out, and the back of its head got stomped into the ground by Tony's boot, and as Tony looked up, he saw three White Fang members standing there. The three pulled out different weapons, two brought out swords, and another pulled out a pistol, and the swordsmen charged, with the pistol wielder opening fire on Tony. Rather than move to dodge, Tony grabbed the body of the stomped faunus and used it as a shield against the bullets, then when the wielder stopped firing, he pushed the body towards one of the swordsmen, who fell due to the weight of the body. The other charger got an uppercut, and the sheer power of Tony's punch decapitated the faunus, sending the head flying at the lone gunman. The gunman got a load of blood on its face, and he began to wipe at his eyes with his sleeve, all the while his other comrade got up and carefully watched Tony. Unfortunately for the swordsman, Tony had already rushed and punched the person straight in the throat, and got his fist stuck in the person's spinal cord. The person's head limped backwards, and then fell off, the skin and muscle that attempted to keep it to the throat proving to not be strong enough. The last one finished wiping the blood off his eyes, and simply widened his eyes at the scene. Both of his friends were missing their heads, and the one at the door had his head stomped in. He was still processing how all this could have happened when a fist came straight for his face. Then all went black for the White Fang member.

Tony grunted as he pulled his bloody fist out of the person's head. While this was fun, it was going to be annoying to wipe all the blood off. He started to walk down the hallway and went up into the apartment area, ready to get this over with. He noticed that there were only four apartment doors, and wondered why the place was so poor. Then again, he had walked all the way to the poor section of Vale, so that probably explained it. He opened one of the rooms, and was greeted by a dingy apartment room, that appeared to have three doors inside it. There were two White Fang thugs at a table, playing cards, while one faunus was cooking some steak at the kitchen. One of the card players turned towards the door, and was about to complain to the person for disturbing their card game, when he froze and saw the tiger headed person standing there, with both fists covered in blood and brain bits. Tony wasted no time, he ran in the apartment and launched a fist straight at the card player, the force was enough to send the person to the wall, with his forehead caved in. The other card player tried to scoot away from the table quickly to pull out his weapon, but failed and fell with the chair. Tony walked to the person and launched two hooks onto the person's helpless head, creating two large craters as he did so. The last White Fang member had thrown the steak to the ground and was using the sizzling frying pan as a makeshift weapon, and charged Tony. She got a case of fist stuck in her gut, and Tony then kicked her straight in her vagina, breaking her hip as he did so. She dropped the sizzling pan and started to gurgle and foam, before Tony pulled out his fist, which happened to be holding a large intestine. She fell backwards, dead, and tears flowing from her eyes. He threw down the squishy and bloody tube in his hand, and turned towards one of the door. Opening it, he was greeted by a clean bathroom, but nothing else. The other door proved to be a closet, nothing was in it except cleaning utensils. The last door opened to a bedroom with two beds, and a half naked faunus sitting on one of the beds, doing her hair.

When the White Fang member noticed Tony and the bloody scene behind him, she quickly grabbed the pistol next to her and aimed at him, only to be grabbed by the throat and thrown to the wall. She was getting choked out, and she started to scratch at Tony's arm, desperate to get him off. Growling, Tony applied even more pressure as he applied more pressure to her throat, and she started to foam, with the saliva mixed with blood. Tony's fingers started to have blood leak between them, and it was only a few minutes before the girl had been killed, her skin having turned blue and her eyes a dark red. Tony then let go of her, and she slid to the ground, her mouth wide open, and her eyes bleeding a bit. Tony noticed that the bedroom had a closet and opened it, only to find nothing there. He sighed, the blood on him was going to take a long time to clean. He could only hope that Alex would tell him how to clean blood off his clothes, she was the fine expert at that trick. He walked back into the hallway, and entered one of the other rooms...

Blake watched as her parents started to discuss with their comrades the mission plan that was set for them. Adam Taurus and several troops were going to arrive tomorrow, and the supplies were all ready. Her parents had plans set in to actually leave the White Fang, but for now, they would forgo those plans in order to help the White Fang just a bit more. Their plan to take down a certain Schnee transport ship was being discussed amongst all of them. Once they took down the ship, they would take all the Dust to utilize to help their operations run more smoothly, using it to power their transportation vehicles, their weapons, etc... They then changed their discussion to how they were going to change their living conditions... at least, before they heard a piercing shriek come from one of the rooms. Everyone froze at the yell, and Blake's mom took her daughter into a closet, telling her to not leave until they came back. Blake entered the closet, and her mother warned her to not make a noise, and she left the bedroom, carrying a pistol in her hand.

Blake just sat there, wondering what was going on. She was in the White Fang and she knew what they did, and she believed it to be somewhat necessary. She didn't agree with their motives or plans of action, but she knew that there was to be a way for faunus equality to come to life besides this needless violence... until she heard her mother scream, and saw her run into the bedroom through the slits of the closet door. Her mother shot into the living room, using up all her bullets, and looked at her pistol in fright when she noticed that clicks were all that was coming. Blake then saw a tiger headed man walk into the bedroom, and widened her eyes at the sight. The man was soaked in blood, with brain bits and some hair stuck to his body. Not only that, but the head had a long, bloody scar down its left eye, giving off a menacing look. The man slowly walked to Blake's mother, who had by now raised her hands and pleaded for mercy, saying how she had a daughter to look after. The person gave her no mercy at all.

He whacked her mother in the face, and then started to stomp on her body, with sickening cracking and crunching noises coming from her mother's body. Blake wanted to scream, she wanted to try to get the man off her mother, but her mother continually motioned for her to stay and be quiet, despite the pain. The man started to whack her mother's head with his fists, cracking noises bursting into the air with each punch. Blake only sat there and started to sob quietly, she wanted to help, she wanted to stop the man, she didn't want this to happen to her mother. The man stopped, and she could no longer hear the cries of her mother. The man then turned towards the closet, and Blake felt fear for the first time. She whimpered softly and started to go into her fetal position near the wall, hoping that he will miss her, that he will just walk away, THAT HE WON'T NOTICE HER. The man stared at the closet, breathing in and out roughly, before walking out of the bedroom, and out the apartment building. Blake didn't move for a few minutes, and when she finally did, she crawled out the closet and stared at what remained of her mother.

Her mother had turned into a bunch of broken bones and a mess of a face. There were bone pieces coming out of her body, and her mother's pretty face was no longer recognizable, all it was were a pair of leaking, flattened eyeballs, scattered brain bits, skull fragments, and teeth. This thing wasn't even her mother anymore... it was beyond recognizable. Blake just shivered and started sobbing, grasping what remained of her mother's hand, before the darkness swallowed her up and granted her sleep.

"Wake up, Blake, wake up! Please don't be dead!" Blake slowly opened her eyes, and she saw Adam in front of her. His bright red hair and his ram horns, she was relieved to see that he was still there. She wondered what had happened, before remembering what had happened to her parents. She started to scream and held her ears and assumed the fetal position, softly crying out how she was sorry to her parents. Adam held her body, and knew her pain; he had seen the bodies of her parents and the rest of the White Fang members. He spared her the horror of finding her father's corpse, it would destroy her mentality even more... the witnessing of her mother's death was enough, he couldn't have her witness any more of the horrible scene.

When he had come early in the morning with the rest of the troops, the first thing that told him something was wrong was the fact that there were no guards at the entrance. When he opened the door, it was unlocked, and he alerted the rest of the troops to get ready for battle, and opened the door. No one was ready for the massacre that occurred in the hallway or the apartments. Numerous soldiers rushed into the bathrooms, and he could hear them hurling out the contents of their stomach. He couldn't blame them, it was difficult to take in what he had just discovered...

There were sights that he would never forget. He wouldn't forget one of the White Fang member's corpse found in the bedroom, who happened to have finger shaped holes in her throat, and a vice like mark on her throat. He won't be able to forget the bloodied bedroom, with the torn parts of what was a faunus scattered all over the room... He will never forget the lone bathroom, where there was a faunus' head that had been stuck all the way into a toilet, and when they managed to fish him out, his entire head was bloated, and there were bumps in his head that started to burst and leak blood out heavily...

Then there were the corpses of Blake's parents. Her father was literally torn limb from limb, and when he found him, he was on the table, with blood leaking from the stumps that used to be his arms and legs, and appeared to be bludgeoned to death with his severed limbs. Blake's mother was the worst, she had been stomped on numerous times, and the only way he was actually able to recognize that it was Blake's mother was by the amber necklace that was around the stump of a neck. Adam held the amber necklace in his hands, and just stared at it. He remembered meeting Blake and her parents for the first time, remembering how smooth the meeting went. He remembered taking care of Blake, and saw her become more of a little sister to him. He remembered the long talks at night with her parents, learning their history and how they came to love. The necklace in his hand had been Blake's mother heirloom of her own parents, who had all been lynched by racist humans... He grasped the necklace in his hand and held tightly. He would find out who the murderer of Blake's parents were, and he would get his revenge. If it meant Blake's safety, then he would freely slaughter all humans in his path. He would turn his heart into cold steel, in order to protect her from the danger that all humans gave off... it would be to protect her, and make sure she never had to go through this again... He would forfeit his life to make sure she would never be harmed again. Not like this.

And that was the nineteenth installment of Hotline RWBY! I sincerely thank every single one of you guys for enjoying the series and writing your thoughts in the reviews, every thought counts to helping the series. The fact alone that I have written a chapter a day without getting delayed is a thought that I alone am impressed by. I have numerous ideas and stories I want to implement, but those stories are much more difficult to write. At the same time, this fanfiction is getting much more difficult to write, I actually have to sit down and ponder what the chapters are going to be on now. But anyways, thank you all so much for reading this chapter, and please review, favorite, follow, and recommend! We gotta kickstart even more Hotline Miami fanfictions! And as always, enjoy hurting people!

... I'm so sorry for Blake trauma. Don't kill me please.

Time to respond to les reviews!

Aquas1998: I picture Roman as that kind of guy, he didn't happen to care when he lost a large Atlesian Paladin, he cared more about his ruined suit. He couldn't care that he just happened to leave prison, which is why he is so casually walking the streets. And as for your question, well, that IS the question I'm forced to undergo everyday. Don't fret, I manage to do it because of music, but still, it's rather rough. See you next time!

mastermind: Yah, I am doing a lot of Corey perspective, despite the fact that this is a Fans/Deviant focus... I don't want to, but she's the only one that has something interesting going on though. When her current arc ends, its going to shift to Tony's perspective now. I'm a bit lazy in terms of perspective, so I plan to just do arcs of each character, where you see different things. If there are any time skips involved in that person's arc, it means it applies for everyone. Blake will meet the Fans during the three years, not on a train, but in a hideout... I think. I know I have the idea planned where she meets them in a not so good way, just forgot how. But I'll make one! As for the Deviant... It kills every Grimm it sees primarily for practice, it wants to be stronger than Tony, because it just wants to kill Tony in one single punch. If it manages to do that, it'll stop, and just go out and spread its power to the rest of the beowolves. It's plan is to become number one in Grimm power structure, and you can guess where it got that from.

supernoob257: Why yes, yes she is. What would make the rest of the Fans though? I vonder...