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gorillageek27 · 1 year
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Jaune: hey weiss i'm gonna go shave your dad's face
Weiss: can i ask why?
Jaune: no man as vile as that deserves a moustache like that
Weiss: weird, but alsp very inspiring
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n6918 · 2 years
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The trophy wife from the concert after party was livid! She was going to file an official police report against Weiss (Not that it'd do her any good).
Whitley however, preferred to keep his family name out of any police files.
So he goes to her home, and apologizes profusely. While in bed, she thinks she has a pet snow boy to satisfy her from now on. Until he makes his move and teaches her her place.
Whitley: Unf. So, who's gonna shut the fuck up and forget ah about yesterday!?
Trophy wife: Aah! Me! I'm sorry, master!
Whitley: Fucking right you are! Now take my load you whore!
Jacques: …
Whitley: …
Jacques: …
Whitley: …
Jacques: you… you got who pregnant!?!?!?
Whitley: *red in the face*
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enchantra35 · 10 months
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Reflections upon Volumes 7 & 8 of RWBY by a first-time watcher
Hi, it’s me again. I’m writing this as I have already gotten into volume 9, but I believe it’s a good opportunity to recapitulate and review what has happened before the Ever After.
- Volumes 7 & 8 play around a lot with many ethical dillemas. We see all characters trying to figure out what is the right thing to do. Everyone has their own ideas about what is right, and this is exactly what is creating conflict. Ultimately, this struggle leads to the fall of Atlas. At the beginning, there is not a clear answer to the pending question of what is the right thing to do, but towards the end of volume 8, what becomes clear to the viewer is what isn’t the right thing, even if that isn’t clear to all of the characters.
- General Ironwood is the primal example of such a character. I admit that I was slightly more sympathetic towards him in earlier volumes, but volume 8 in particular made me despise him greately. That said, I don’t think he was completely on the wrong. He was driven by fear and rightfully so. However, that still doesn’t justify any of his actions. His hero complex blinded him and turned him into a violent tyrant who didn’t hesitate to kill anyone who disagrees with him (Jaqcues Schnee being the exception, he had it coming). He becomes dangerous and when his subordinates turned against him, he doesn’t even pause to think why. All he says is that he has always expected to be betrayed. Yeah, well I wonder why. He’s foolish to believe that loyalty is unconditional. He learns the hard way that this is not remotely true.
-Ironwood’s actions also create conflict within his own forces by bringing forth the dillema between fullfilling one’s duty and doing the right thing. Winter Schnee and the Ace-Ops in particular are those who struggle the most with this dillema. The deaths of Clover and Vine show that those above do not always have the best interests in mind, and blind loyalty leads nowhere but to distruction. Admittedly, I was shocked to see Clover die, but in retrospect I understand why it happened. 
-Conflict doesn’t only exist among the ranks of the Atlas’ military, but among the huntresses as well. It’s heartbreaking to watch team RWBY split and it’s not easy to claim which side was right (to me, both of them made valid points). The conflict exists not only on a team level, but also on a personal level, as we see among Ruby and Yang, or Ren and Nora.
-These two volumes focused quite a bit on Renora. I actually liked the fact that they decided to expand upon Nora’s character, because insofar she was the archetype of a “comical relief” or an accessory to Ren. It was heartwarming to watch them reunite and reach a common understanding of their relationship. Ren has a difficult time processing his anger and the rest of his emotions throughout these volumes, but ultimately he learns to manage them and to acknowledge Nora’s feelings too. 
-Speaking of ships, Bumbleby also becomes a lot more clear these seasons, although there’s a bit less focus on them this time around. But the signs become even clearer. For starters, the subtle flirting and Blake laughing with Yang’s jokes. To the more angsty side of the spectrum, Yang also fears that Blake thinks less of her because she made a different decision. Jaune does little to comfort her, assuming she’s talking about Ruby (he’s an oblivious idiot, I love him), but Yang’s response makes it obvious she wasn’t referring to Ruby LFMAO. Right after that when they return to the Schnee mansion, Ruby and Weiss are open to Yang, but Blake sits back hesitatly. But Yang approaches her, caresses her face and they bonk heads. AGAIN! And don’t get me started about all the blushing, I’m going to run out of space. But the rollercoaster of emotions idensifies when Yang falls into the void and we witness first-hand Blake’s despare. If it hadn’t been for Weiss, she would have jumped after Yang, I think we all know that.
-Penny has had one of the sudden stories (in my list, she’s up there with Pyrrha). How can so good a person suffer so much? But I think the most tragic part of her story was the fact that she gained a human body, only to die a little bit later on. I mean, I kind of expected it because it seemed to me that Winter becoming the Winter Maiden was sort of unavoidable, it’s so heavy implied. But it didn’t make it hurt any less. She was loved by so many people, her father, Ruby and her friends, and even Winter. 
-Speaking of Winter, at this point I’d like to mention how much I FUCKING LOVE this woman. I really liked her early on, but I was a little bit worried about the fact that she was Ironwood’s subordinate. But when she finally turned against him after realizing what a monster he is, I cheered so LOUDLY. Yass girl, now go chop his dick off- I mean, slay! I also loved her bond with Weiss, the Schnee sisters really said, fuck this stupid family. Yes, she gives Weiss some tough love, but she does love Weiss, I think beyond anything less. It suddens me how distressed she is now that she thinks Weiss is dead. 
-ALSO speaking of the Schnees, I’d also like to point out how the family instantly bonds again in the absence of Jacques. Again, fuck this GUY. The only good thing James Ironwood did was kill him.
-I hope I’m not alone when I say Winter and Robyn should kiss
-Although we are given some context about Cinder’s past, I cannot bring myself to sympathize with her. Yes, I can see why she became what she became, but that doesn’t make her any less of a horrible person. She also seems very childish to me. When Watts yelled at her, I was like: “When the worst person you know makes some good points”. I hope Neopolitan actually beats her ass the next time they meet. Cinder definately didn’t deserve Emerald’s royalty AT ALL.
-I also felt really bad when Hazel sacrificed himself in order to stop Salem, because although it’s not very explicitly shown, he grew to be something of a fatherly figure to Emerald at least. 
-ALSO WE SAW GLYNDA AFTER I DON’T KNOW HOW MANY SEASONS? GET MY GIRL OUT OF THAT BASEMENT.
-A little comment on volume 9 and I will call this a day, because this already an essay on its own and not just an afterthought LOL. It is clear Ruby WILL suffer a lot. The psychological trauma caused by the death of Penny, and the overall guilt about both Penny’s death and the fall of Atlas is just too much to handle. Ren was right to still call her a child back in volume 8 I believe. This is too much of a burden for a kid to carry. I will not be surprised to see her break down. 
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Wahoo!! And she knows who can babysit/where her siblings would be in a pinch..or at all XD KIDS, I THINK THIS THE QUE TO GO HUG THEM!!!
Judge: Order. Order! I have decided to grant the defense's motion. In light of the testimony heard here today, the children of Jacques Schnee will be temporarily granted to his eldest daughter, Winter Schnee, to prevent further harm.
Jaqcues: WHAT???
Mr. Oz: Oh my gods, Lucius, did you-?
Lucius: Trust me. That's the easiest decision Judge Eavan has ever made.
Mr. Oz: I can't thank you enough, you were incredible today.
Lucius: It was nothing. Just returning the favor.
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howlingday · 4 years
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bssaz97 · 4 years
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RWBY Ancestries Chapter 5 Part 2 of 3
* Hello Everyone! I’m back with part 2 to the 3 part chapter 5. I’ll admit took me longer to write but that’s because I have been busy with work and didn’t have enough energy to fully finish this part. But here it is and hope you all enjoy!*
* Also to clarify because I completely forgot to explain how the dialect goes here’s a chart. So you all won’t be confused. *
Talking: Something.
Thinking: 'Something'
Telepathy: 'Something'
- Schnee Manor -
Jaqcues: Arthur! What are doing here?! Nevermind, that, why have you been not answering my attempts to contact you?!
Watts: Hmm? Oh yes! How rude of me. I have been noticing your attempts contact me but you see I’ve been preoccupied with other matters at the time. Such as making it to your lovely home. And as you see I had the trouble of bringing my colleagues along with me.
Jaqcues Schnee is honestly baffled by Arthur’s blunt explanation. He had been having a panic attack for a good two hours before he started his attempt to flee, and here comes the source of his unrest and what does he say?
Jaqcues: You mean to tell me you avoided all my calls today, just so you come to here to tell me you were busy with other matters?!
Watts: That would summarize what I just said yes. But enough about that, you see I need to ask a favor of you. You see my colleagues and I are in desperate need of shelter and transportation for the night. So because of our partnership I thought that, well, if you allow us to borrow one of your personal ships.
Jaqcues couldn’t believe what he was hearing. This man who had persuaded him to give him access Atlas’s Control grid in exchange for assurance that he would have been the victor of the election and to have Ironwood’s figurative head on a platter. Seemed like a worthwhile deal at the time. Now, Arthur assumes that he has him around his finger. Because of this, Jaqcues finally sees his fears are coming to fruition.
Jaqcues: You’re leaving. What’ve our previous arrangement, your promise of my victory against Hill and Ironwood.
Watts: Oh yes, well you see some pressing matters compel me away for the time being and well I cannot simply ignore it for the time being. Though I have not forgotten about our deal.
Jaqcues: Oh really now, and what assurance do I have to know you will keep your promise.
Watts: Well, on that matter it will need to be a matter of trust.
Jaqcues: Trust, how exactly do you expect me to trust you? Not only have you not yet fulfill your part of our agreement but you are also asking me if I could lend you a airship. If anything I’ve put more trust in your hands than you can assure me.
Watts: Jaqcues I just need this small favor and then you will have-
Jaqcues: NO!!! YOU’RE NOT GETTING ANYTHING MORE FROM ME! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT I HAVE RISKED FOR YOU?! AND THEN YOU ASK ME FOR MY DAMN SHIP!! I’M TIRED OF YOUR DAMN PROMISES AND NEVER GETTING THE RESULTS I WANT! WELL GOOD SIR I’LL TELL YOU WHAT I SHOULD HAVE TOLD YOU WHEN YOU FIRST CAME TO ME! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE, TAKE YOUR FUCKING CHEAP PROMISES, AND FUCK OFF!!!
Jaqcues takes a few deep breaths to recompose himself, but damn did it feel good. Honestly, while he is normally never so vulgar he must admit after these past few days he feels he needs the stress relief. He looks to Arthur to see he has an unamused face, but he couldn’t care less about what this man cared about.
Watts: So...I assume that this means the end of our partnership then, yes?
Jaqcues: Oh gods sakes- YES! I’m ending our partnership!
Watts: Oh good, I just wanted to make sure. Tyrian if you’d please?
Jaqcues: 'Tyrian? Who’s- Wait where did that Faunus go-!' AAAGH!!
From behind him felt two arms wrapped around his mouth and torso in the span of a two seconds, then in less than one he felt the stinging sensation of a needle being stuck into his neck and feeling a injected dosage being sent into his body. In a matter of three seconds he feels light headed and has feeling of vertigo. He looks towards Arthur only to see in appear to move in slow motion. Then he feels the most disturbing thing he has ever felt in his whole life. The Faunus behind him exhaled a breath, what’s terrifying is that the breath seemed to sting like residue of burning Dust. And when he spoke it was like hearing a spectral phantom.
Tyrian: Oh what fun!~ It’s been awhile since I have seen Watts lose his nerve like that! Bet you feel special, don’t you.~
Jaqcues:MMFF! MMMMFFFF!
Tyrian: Ssssshhh. Don’t rush the moment.~ Saver it.~ My poison won’t kill you just yet, it’ll just make you experience everything at ten times more sensitivity. Oh how I wish this could go one for longer.~ But alas we are rushed on time so~!
Jaqcues: MMAAAAFFFF!!!
From behind Jaqcues, Tyrian unwrapped the arm around his torso, switching for his mechanical tail, and used one side of his bladed weapon to impale Jaqcues from the back. Without ever having his Aura unlocked, the blade finds no resistance in going through his abdomen. The blades, thanks to the poison, feel like they could have been chainsaws being stabbed through him at ten times the agony. It was a pain too much for the old man and in a matter of seconds to them, his eyes rolled into his skull and hangs his head limp, succumbing to his injuries.
Tyrian then looks behind the suit of the man just murdered and sees the pool of blood coating the prestigious white suit, and begins to cackle. His laughing is heard by his colleagues and besides Watts, who is unfazed by his antics, disturbed the two youths. While Emerald and Mercury were no strangers to killing, having to do so on occasions, the pleasure that Tyrian was getting from this was disturbing none the less. They haven’t found out until recently that the man was a infamous serial killer and that shocked them quite a bit. Eventually settles down his laughing and places the dead man on the floor.
Tyrian: Aaahhh!~ That was very savoring, out of all the victims I killed, I think that will stick with me the most. I mean who else can say that they killed someone as big as Jaqcues Schnee.
Watts: Yes, yes, you can celebrate your popularity later. We have pressing matters at hand.
Tyrian reluctantly does as Watts says and along with Mercury and Emerald, move pass Jaqcues Schnee’s dead body and make way to find where the ship garage is. Not knowing that they had a hidden witness watching their escape from the crime scene. Their watcher was none other than Willow Schnee, who was hidden around the corner of a room near the front door. She had a hand covering her mouth silencing any noise that they could hear and bore a haunted expression.
Originally, Willow came out here because through her camera system around her house, she saw her bastard of a husband strike her poor youngest child Whitley across the face and dared asked him to apologize for it. She had lived with the man’s neglect and mental abuse of herself and her children for many years, but never was she aware that the bastard was actually physically abusing her dear boy. Out of all things that man has done to this family, that is what broke the camels back. She was done, she was so done with this man’s abuse to her family. She was going to confront the man herself about this and see just how long had he been mistreating her children as such. But before that, those people came. They killed her husband and she could only watch hidden away from their sight. Now Willow could only feel shock but also despair. Why? Because now, all the years she had spent trying to keep her family safe from that man, were wasted. After finally finding something that could incriminate him enough to send Jaqcues away for good. The man is killed in her home. Which now means that everything, the evidence she held was null and void. For how can one incriminate a dead man.
Now those people are in her house, looking for a escape. But then she had a horrifying thought. What if they find anyone else in the house, more specifically her Whitley. She needed to find him before they do and get to safety. Who knows what these people will do to any of them if they find either of them. However, while she feels much complement to find her son, she feels as movable as a stone pillar. Had the assailants scared her to the point of fearing to move?
Willow: 'No...NO! I need to get to him before they do! Now is not the time to play frozen statue right now, your son needs you! ....my son.....my baby.....Who probably will want nothing to do with me. No! Don’t think like that, even if you had been the worst example of a mother you need to get to him! His life is not yet decided, you can save him! ....but I’m afraid....I don’t want to die....what can I do to save him if I can’t save myself....'
Willow can’t help but feel frozen in place. As much as she tries to move her will is to weak to make her move on her own. She looks down and in her right is a half full bottle of ‘Six Swans’ white wine. Willow recalls taking the bottle with her to give her courage to confront her husband and hasn’t let go of it since. She looks at herself, the daughter of Nicholas Schnee a renowned huntsman and founder of one of the biggest Dust company on Remnant, who is a foolish alcoholic who can’t even lift a finger to save one of her own children. She desperately wanted to I cry at her cowardice. For all the years she allowed that horrible man to ruin her own and her children’s lives. For being a failure to her father’s name. Why couldn’t she had been like him? Where did all of her courage go?
She looks towards a portrait of her father on the wall next to her, as if it was casting judgment on her she looks away in shame from her father’s gaze. Too ashamed to call herself a Schnee. What would he say if he saw her now?....Maybe a sip of her wine will numb her pain? Yes. Numb her and take her away. She brings the bottle close to her lips, just one sip couldn’t hurt.
...
Immediately she tore the bottle away from her face and turns away in disgust. What she been thinking? How could she possibly even think of getting drunk while her defenseless boy is alone at the mercy of these assailants. She looks towards her father’s portrait once more to see his eyes as if they were looking into her soul, disappointment clear in his lifeless face. She swallowed a very large lump in her throat, and not even looking at the bottle, she turned it and poured it’s contents on to the floor. She may have failed as a daughter and a mother, this she knew to be true. But she’ll be dammed before she’ll let her son suffer a worse fate than her. With one step forward, she moves towards the staircase and in the direction of Whitley’s room. She will not lose him, there’s still time. If she was a failure, so be it, but she will save her precious boy.
- Somewhere In Mantle -
Jaune: Auuuughh...
Jaune wakes up having a splitting headache, wondering had what happened. From what he recalled they were flying to face the Wyvern, he was hearing more of the same voice in this head. One the thought was imagining. But what happened after that. He opened his eyes to see he was in the deck, with all his teammates scattered about-!!!
Immediately Jaune refocuses and sees that he lying in a crashed airship. That was right they did crash, right after colliding with the Wyvern. It was coming back to him. He rose to his feet only to wince a moment later, but continues to stand. He surveyed the deck to see if his teammates are okay. He moves forward, using the wall as his support, he sees Ren being the closest to him and sees Nora right next to him. Huh, even in a airship crash and they still are inseparable.
Jaune: 'Not the time Jaune'
He moves his gaze past the two and sees his youngest teammate... With blood on his forehead! He immediately moves to the boy’s side and shakes his shoulder gently but urgently. He knows that since Ozpin no longer aiding Oscar in his training, he still doesn’t know how to manage his Aura’s protective abilities.
Jaune: Oscar! Oscar can you hear me, please you got to get up!
Oscar: Uuugghh... Was’ that. Jaune is that you- Agh! My leg hurts! What’s going on?
Jaune: Turns out our plan didn’t go as smoothly as we thought buddy, we got hit by that Wyvern pretty hard. Hang on, let me heal you you’re pretty banged up.
Oscar: Wait shouldn’t you save your Aura, I know you’ve been training it but healing somebody else’s still takes a lot out of you.
Jaune: Hey don’t you worry too much about me, from where I’m standing you are in some desperate need of healing. Besides I’m the leader here so I can pretty much order you to accept the healing.
As Jaune starts to amplify Oscar’s healing, both Ren and Nora starts to come to. They untangle from each other and noticed their two other teammates. Nora is immediately alarmed by Oscar’s critical condition.
Nora: Oh my gods, Oscar! Are you ok?! Oh I knew we should have had you in a secured seat!
Oscar: Nora! Don’t worry I’m ok. Jaune’s is healing my aura so I’ll live. Nothing fatal.
Jaune: Don’t think that’s gonna calm her down there buddy. (Noticing Nora’s still panicked state)
Nora: What happened? One minute we’re in the sky, now we’re grounded!
Jaune: The Wyvern is what happened. Turns out our plan didn’t work out, because it went back to flying to hit us again.... Oh my gods! Ruby and the others are still out there!
Jaune after done healing Oscar to the best of his ability, reaches his scroll and tried to contact Ruby, only to see that it was damaged during the crash.
Jaune: Damn it my scroll is damaged! Nora is your scroll working?
Nora: Let me see... Oh no mines busted too! And it’s the fancy new one too.~
Oscar: Wait... where’s Ren and the pilots?
Both take notice of their absent teammate and see that he has made his way to the cockpit.
Jaune: Keep an eye on Oscar for me a moment, I’ll check what Ren’s up to.
Nora:(Nods) You got it fearless leader. Don’t take too long, I’m kinda starting to feel claustrophobic in here.
Jaune moves towards the cockpit, using a small bit of his semblance to heal himself. While not at 100% he would gladly take anything if it meant he could help his team. As he reaches the cockpit Jaune does find Ren, right next to the pilots who look like they didn’t make it through the crash.
Jaune: Ren...are they?
Ren: Dead, both of them. Appear to have suffered from the impact of the crash.
Jaune closed his eyes in sadness, he knew Ren was somber over their deaths. These men were the same ones to fly them during their first mission when they came to Atlas and got their modifications. While not particularly close to either pilots, it was sad to see them suffer such a fate. He recalled trying to warn them of the danger but alas he couldn’t get there in time.
Jaune: Ren...I-
Ren: How did you know what was going to happen?
Jaune: Huh?
Ren:(Turns to face him) How did you know that the Wyvern was going to attack us? Because even I didn’t sense that before you apparently had.
Jaune:(Looks to the floor) I...don’t know.
Ren: How could you not know! Jaune I’m not blind, Nora and I could see that something has been bothering you since this mission started and you’ve been zoning out for instances at a time. I know it’s not sleep deprivation because I male sure you don’t wander into the night to....Look just tell me what’s going on, Jaune, I don’t want there to be anymore secrets that we have to keep to ourselves. Please.
Jaune: I....I can’t explain it exactly but I can try. It’s like I’m hearing something or someone trying talking to me but I can’t see them. I thought at first I was imagining it and blamed it on my nerves, but it persisted. I kept hearing them, and the weirdest part, I feel like a familiarity with the voice, but it’s of a person I have never met before. I didn’t want to say anything because I thought it would bring down the team but here we are. I’m sorry if it doesn’t make sense but that’s all I got.
Ren tried to process what his friend told him, given how bizarre it sounded. It sounds like someone or something was trying to contact him telepathically? Not too out there as there are different semblances in Remnant but they knew no one with such a ability. What’s worse is that Jaune doesn’t know who the person was. All in all while it doesn’t explain how he is able to hear such a voice, Ren could clearly see why such a thing would be bothering Jaune. It’s not everyday you have something talking into your head.
Ren: I’ll admit what you’ve said is strange, but not unsympathetic. I guess one would act strange if they heard someone talking to them in their mind. Sorry if I seemed too pushy on the matter.
Jaune: No you’re fine Ren, I guess I shouldn’t keep things like this to myself too often. Make myself crazy. But maybe let’s not explain this to Ironwood or Ace-Ops until we have a proper explanation for this. They may try to lock me up for being crazy.
Ren: You’re not crazy. Though I do agree that we should probably keep this incident close to the chest.
Jaune: Thanks Ren. Oh! Yeah, forgot do you have your scroll intact. The rest of ours are damaged by the crash.
Ren: I do. I’ve been trying to get in contact with Team RWBY but to no avail. However, I have been able to use the ships distress beacon to pinpoint the location of the other airships crash site. So hopefully we can find them.
Jaune: Ren, this is brilliant! I never knew you were so good with machines!
Ren: Well when you have been with someone who’s as hyper as Nora, you have a lot of time to get things done quickly.
Nora: I heard that mister!
Both winced at their fellow teammate overhearing them about the slight comment about them, one thing was for sure. They were both in trouble once this was over. Once they were all ready they made the difficult of breaking down the airship’s escape hatch. All of them came out one by one and they gathered together once they were a good distance of away from the ship.
Jaune: Ok so Oscar and Ren’s scrolls are the only ones that weren’t destroyed from the crash. Which means can track the others location and meet up with them.
Nora: Alright, lets get moving then.
Jaune: Ok let’s move out team.
*Clang*
Jaune: Huh?
They all look to see what Jaune stepped on and sees that it was a piece of a Atlesian Knight that was in beyond repair damage. Upon noticing their full surroundings they see that they were surrounded by mangled and destroyed Atlesian Knights all over the place.
Oscar: What the-? Why are there Knights here? I thought they were supposed to meet us at the rendezvous point.
Ren: The way they were damaged doesn’t look like they fought the Wyvern, it looks like they were facing a human sized opponent, maybe more than one.
Nora: Guys....look.
All three boys turned to their female teammate and saw what she was holding. It was a piece of a glass knife. With a distinct orange markings. The sight of the weapon caused Jaune’s blood to run cold.
Jaune: No...no, no, no, No! That can’t be what I think it is. There’s no way!
Ren: Who else do we know that happenes uses glass weaponry.
Jaune as much as he wants to deny the truth, the proof was in his presence. Cinder Fall was alive, and apparently she wasn’t alone. He clenched his right hand into a fist. He desperately tries to calm his thoughts but the negative emotions and thoughts were coming faster than he could handle. His brow furrowed in anger.
Jaune: 'She’s alive. Cinder is here In Mantle. But if she’s here then that means....!' RUBY!
His thoughts are going a million miles per hour as it was not hard to picture the scenario. Ruby and her team were here but in a state of shape he didn’t know with a woman who’s got a fierce vendetta against his silver eyed friend. Who could be in a vulnerable state. While he’s standing here just doing nothing about it! Quickly he snatched Ren’s scroll and earning a cry of protest from his fellow teammate but dismissed it.
Jaune: Change of plans! You guys need to contact Ironwood and send back up. I’ll go find Ruby and her team.
Nora: Jaune wait! Where are you going!
It was too late to stop their leader as he made a mad dash towards the direction of the other ship. Hopefully with enough time he can make it there before them. However his team did not have the same thought he did. Quickly Ren chases after him only turning around to call out to Nora.
Ren: Nora! Stay with Oscar I’m going to go with Jaune.
Nora: Wha- Like hell I am!
Oscar: Wait shouldn’t we be sticking togeth-WOAAH?!
Nora proceeds to pick up Oscar and carry him by the shoulder and makes chase after theirs two other teammates. Not noticing the two figures watching over them from a roof of a building. Cinder Fall watched as the blonde fool took her bait and now sees that they are making the path to the target she and Neo both seek. Ruby Rose.
Cinder: Come Neo, looks like our time for vengeance is at hand.
Neo: (Grins sinisterly)
-End of Chapter 5 part 2-
Preview: Part 3
Ren: Jaune you need to stop! You’re not thinking straight!
Jaune: Cinder Fall is out in the streets of Mantle, probably planning to make Atlas another Fall of Beacon and you want me to calm down!
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Qrow: Team JNPR is not here!
Winter: Could they have?
Qrow: No, they’re not dead. We would have found bodies if that were the case.
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Whitley: M-Mother what are you-?
Willow: Whitley we don’t have much time we need to leave the mansion! There are intruders in here, they’ve attacked your Father already. So we must leave at once!
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Watts: It appears we are not alone...Tyrian, Mr. Black, you both know what to do.
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???: Oscar, Oscar! Can you hear me!
Oscar: ...Ozpin!
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Salem: Jaune Arc, I finally found you.
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appleseverywhere · 3 years
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Raven, Jaqcues, Adam
Ohhhh this is interesting
Slow burn - Raven Branwen
What lies deep is beneath the surface. I’m a believer that her actions in the series are based on more than what she says so it would be interesting to see that development in her.
Fake date - Jacques Schnee
I’m no gold digger, but hey, CEO of the most successful dust company in Remnant. I don’t have to like him for this one moment of luxury (and I’ll probably never do it again HAHA)
Enemies to lovers - Adam Taurus
I really liked his character and it’s sad cause he got killed off cause he actually had a lot of potential. I was curious of how he and Blake were before she left. Just remove the whole abuse thing and I think this could work.
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rwbysmutfordayz · 4 years
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Rules
Yes’s
-Genderbent
-Foot job
-Creampie
-Futa on Female
-Straight
-Grimm stuff
-Somniphilia
-Yuri
-Monster girls
-Incest(wincest)
-Older/Younger
-NTR(Only one who won’t get cheated is Jaune, everyone else is free game though)
No’s
-Scat
-Piss/watersports
-Gore
-Guro
-Nechrophilia
-Snuff
-Hyper stuff
No Characters(but as Genderbents are okay)
-Cardn(or just team)
-Adam Taurus
-Tyrian Callows
-Arthur Watts
-Jaqcues Schnee
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icevvitch · 4 years
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Ok, so I have this very detailed and lowkey disturbing h/c so I’m using the anon tag because I don’t want people to know I’m a weirdo. The h/c is that Winter was very sickly as a child and one time she was alone with Jaqcues he didn’t want to deal with her so he gave her something to make her sleep. Willow and Nicholas were horrified when lil Winter (She wasn’t much older than maybe 10) accidentally let it slip. One of my friends came up with this and I thought it was good angst so pwease
Cough Syrup 
Requests and Asks: Open
Content Warnings: Child abuse, drug use, trauma. 
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Winter had been a sickly child, ever since she was born she was in and out of the hospitals so often that she knew the names and faces of the nurses and doctors.
Jacques blamed Willow for her condition, coming up with all sorts of explanations why she was inadequate as a mother and that was why their eldest daughter was sick and weak, hardly able to put on the healthy amount of weight or go to school regularly.
When Weiss was born it got worse, she was a strong child, of body and of will, and that infuriated their father just as much as a sick child. No one could truly win in the Schnee household unless their name started with a J.
Winter, then, blamed herself for being needy, helpless. One night she padded quietly to her father’s study, unable to find her mother nor Klein to help her. She could not stop coughing, could not keep her dinner down either.
“Father?” her tiny voice echoed in his study, and the look he gave her when he looked up was nothing short of disdain.
“What.”
“Father I do not feel well.”
“What a surprise.”
She flinched, tugging on the end of her ponytail before having to cover her mouth in a coughing fit. Not once while she struggled to catch her breath did Jacques stand to comfort or help her.
She was only met with scorn, when he finally rose, he ushered out of his study with a heavy hand on her shoulder, mumbling about her contaminating his study with her illness. Winter was long passed crying in front of her father, it never did any good but anger him, but she felt tears spring to her eyes.
Jacques stopped at a guest bathroom before he returned her to her room, Winter didn’t recognize the bottle in his hand but he ordered her to drink what he poured for her.
He mumbled something else on his way out, shutting the door too loudly for her aching head. Winter couldn’t hear as the medicine took affect and she drifted into a deep unconsciousness.
She didn’t realize for years what he had given her for years later, but since she’d never been given it before, she assumed it was something special. It was in a green bottle, smelled of anise and fennel.
But when she asked for it months later, plagued by another illness that made it impossible for her to sleep through the night, the alarm and anger on Jacques’ face was enough to inform her that it was supposed to be a secret.
Willow’s eyes widened when her eldest daughter said, ‘green bottle’. Her mother’s hands clenched into angry fists as realization crossed her face as Winter shrunk away from her father. Her grandfather rose from his chair to stand near her, and she instinctively moved behind him as her father’s gaze landed on her.
“Absinthe, Jacques?”
He scoffed, “It was cough medicine.” Winter wasn’t a good liar herself but she could detect lies from a young age. She didn’t like liars. What her father gave given her was apparently bad. Her eyes flitted between her parents and up at her grandfather’s face.
“Winter, what did it smell like?” Nicholas asked quietly, and Winter stared at her feet.
“Fennel...”
“Jacques, you gave my chronically ill granddaughter absinthe.”
Her father’s face was serious, “She couldn’t sleep.”
“That’s your excuse?”
Winter immediately regretted having said anything at all, regretted having ever sought out her father in her time of need, regretted bringing it up now. She should have just kept her mouth shut, and the room wouldn’t be so tense that she felt squeezed from all sides.
An unpleasant childhood memory to go with countless others, but not the worst she could think of. While her health improved as she got older, new medical issues arose that made her... inadequate to be the heir to the Schnee Dust Company, not that she ever wanted that title in the first place.
Memories that she kept locked away, memories that she was sure would shock anyone who knew. It was no secret that Jacques Schnee was less than honorable, but when you’re rich it’s hard to complain about anything lest someone brush off your trauma due to material wealth.
Truly, Winter would give it all up, every cent, to have had a loving childhood with her sister. Love and protection, not abuse, addiction, and limits pushed and broken.
But it was not to be.
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Thank you for the request! Never apologize for niche headcanons, this was interesting to write and I hope it was what you were looking for!
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gorillageek27 · 1 year
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"DON'T YOU SEE DAUGHTER? THE BLUE CHECKMARK MAKE IT IMPOSSOBLE FOR ANYONE TO IMPERSONATE ME.
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After Klein was fired, Whitley was tasked with new hires.
Whitley was a shrewd interviewer, but he got the task done. His new hires are a team of 4 beautiful, handsome faunus boys.
*The next morning*
jacques: Whitley, why only 4 new staff?
Whitley: Because I can only take on 4.
jacques: In a fight?
Whitley: :)
jacques: In a fight right?
*Exhausted horse faunus teen comes out of Whitley's room* : No.
Inside his room the other three Faunus s lay on the bed, thoroughly exhausted and naked. The rabbit boy and monkey boy were cuddling together, well the dog boy was spooning the Young Masters pillow. All of them had Schnee brand cock rings on, claiming them as Whitley’s. 
Willow: Whitley!
Whitley: !…
Willow: I demanded you heir more staff! Your mother needs some too~
Jacques: WILLOW!
Whitley: of course mother
Jacques: WHITLEY!
Willow & Whitley: hehehehe~
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sir-adamus · 4 years
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Say regarding nick schnee... is he still alive? Or is he just in a state where he is retired and old? Honestly i wouldnt put it past jaqcues to kill nick.
im gonna go with dead, Jacques manipulated the company out from under him when he was already very ill from working in the Dust mines, and that was before the kids came along
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Willow was tired of drinking so much and she decided that enough was enough, so she asked Weiss and Winter for help to let her get drunk on something else. The cum of her daughters' summoned Grimm.
“So, as you girls know. I’dlike you to help me. I haven’t summoned any grimm in so long, and you two have.So, can you please do this for me?” The desperate mother asked her daughters kindlyas they looked at each other before Weiss smirked and Winters followed suit.
“Very well mother. Firstthings first. Strip.: Winter said as Weiss nodded and she stepped back tosummon a couple good sized grimm for her mother. The elder schnee started to slowlystrip herself of her clothes and jewelry before she noticed she still had herwedding ring on. She smirked and decided to toss it aside. Jaqcues could neverplease her so why wear it now. Once she was fully naked, she saw Weiss backingup as Winter started to summon her grimm.
“Why are you backing updear?” She asked before she heard a loud huff and turned around to be met withan Ursa Major construct done by Winter along with a small pack of threebeowolves. All having their thick knotted cocks out. Willow focused on the Ursathough and marveled at the size. She then heard a door closed and locked beforebiting her lip. Locked in a room, naked with four grimm that gazed at her body.She let out a smirk while going to her bed and spreading her legs for the Ursamajor. “Well big boy, you coming or not~?”
She got her answer in theform of the largest summon moving between her legs and pushing his 14 inchthick rod into her barely used cunt. She let out a loud wail of pleasure as sheput her hands on his shoulders. “Yes~! Fill me up with your cock~!” She said,though felt a little silly due to the grimm being a summon. Her abdomen bulgedas she saw the others getting close. She had one push their kotted cock intoher mouth, she eagerly swirled her tongue around it and sucked on the memberwhile she jerked the other two with her soft hands.
She guided her softfingers against their knots while her tongue swirled against the one in hermouth. Willow’s slim legs wrapped around the Majors waist as best as she could.The tip of the summon’s cock kissed her cervix with each powerful thrust. Beinggangbanged by her daughters’ summons was the best idea she’s had.
“AH~ IM im going to cum~!”She moaned out as her pussy clamped down on the member, making her legs pointup as she expertly stroked the other ones. She could feel the cocks all throb, whetherin her hands, mouth or deep in her pussy. The summoned grimm kept going thoughbefore they let out roars and howls before they each released their loads.Willow gulped down the grimm’s cum and she felt herself being filled up withher womb and pussy being filled to the brim.
She gulped it all downwith glee as the ones she jerked off shot out warm loads of cum on her breastsand smooth belly which soon started to bulge from the cum in her. Then one byone the grimm all disappeared and she laid on her bed, covered and filled withcum> “”Ahhh~ So good~” She said as she enjoyed the feeling of beingsatisfied immensely. She had to do this more often.
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Winter go get em!
Lucius: Hello, Detective. Would you care to introduce yourself?
Winter: I am Detective Winter Schnee of the Vacuo Police Department. I am the eldest daughter of Jaqcues Schnee, the… “victim” in this case.
Lucius: You grew up in Atlas under the care of your father and mother, correct?
Winter: That is correct.
Lucius: And when was the last time you spoke with them?
Winter: I haven’t spoken to either of my parents in approximately six years.
Lucius: And why’s that?
Winter: Because my father forbade me to.
Lucius: Care to elaborate on that?
Winter: Yes. When I told him I was enrolling in the military instead of returning to college to get a degree in business, he was furious. He called me ungrateful and selfish. I knew he was going to be upset, but I never expected-
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who is jersey's dad before he escaped?
He honestly never got to meet him. He was killed before Jersey was born so his mother could get his his fortune cuz she was pregnant with Jersey.
When he was alive though, he was a kind man. Noble by both blood and deed always helped those in need.
Basically he's if Jaqcues schnee wasn't a total asshole.
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RWBY Ancestries Chapter 5 Part 1 of 3
* Hello everyone, here’s the new chapter of 2020. Sorry for late update and yes I know I’m evil for sliptting this chapter in three parts but I couldn’t find a way to include this chapter without it being too long to read. Also this will be interconnecting some characters we haven’t seen in this story. Hope you enjoy! *
*WARNING! Just a heads up we’re going to be seeing some sensitive material near the second half of this current part, related to abusive manipulation of family (Take a guess from whom) and if you are a victim of squeamish towards this kind of treatment I would advise skipping over the part I’ll mark as such ‘^^^^^^^^’, so be advised it gonna get fucked up.
- In Mantle, Wyvern Crash Site -
In a open space, a multitude of Atlesian Knights are shown to be dismembered, beheaded, and destroyed beyond any repair. In the middle of said destruction is the Grimm Queen looking very much disgruntled. Why? Well for one, she started the day with the best of news she had heard in over a millennium.
She found out that she had a descendant from her one of her once thought to be dead children and that they were in this kingdom. So naturally she wanted to meet the boy in person. Unfortunately she didn’t account for one important thing. She hadn’t left her castle in a very long time so....she got lost. One would think that with a kingdom with a flying city in the sky kingdom it would be easy to spot. Sadly that didn’t help much when said kingdom was in a land of mostly ice and mountains, so almost every landmark would look the same. Not to mention the fact of said kingdom to have multiple military battle stations all over the place, so she had a long time getting pass them all. She didn’t even attempt to attack them, since she was in a good mood, she was simply going to ignore them. Too bad the Atlesian military didn’t share such sentiment.
Salem: I swear I don’t know what’s more annoying. The fact the these machines share the same ‘shoot first’ mentality as their creators or the fact that they tried to bomb me out of the cursed sky!
Salem turns towards the Wyvern and sees it nursing its injury. Salem thinned her lips. This wouldn’t be good at all, with her only transport to this wretched kingdom not being able to fly it would prove to be a major setback. So with a sigh she approached said Grimm and placed her palm on the injury.
Salem: There, there my companion. Your time isn’t through yet. I still need your presence if I am to leave this place. So here’s a small comfort.
Her hand begins to glow a purple hue and slowly spreads throughout the Wyvern’s wings. Witb her magic she is able to heal the Wyvern’s injuries and makes them more durable, so that they wouldn’t be so vulnerable again. She removes her hand away from the Grimm and look towards it.
Salem: Good, good. Now I still require your assistance, I need to create a diversion of some kind to get those huntsmen off our backs. At least until I’m able find and separate my grandchild from the others.
The Wyvern nods in understanding, the Grimm begins to flap its wings and ascend to the sky.
- Meanwhile with Teams RWBY and JNPR -
Ruby: Ok everyone the Wyvern’s weaker now. So we can execute the next phase of the plan. Killing this Grimm and saving Mantle!
Blake: I have to admit this has been going to plan far more easily than I originally thought it would be.
Yang: Come on, Blakey! It’s us we’re talking about here. We probably just haven’t got the chance to really see how we’ve improved since coming here.
Weiss: Not to sound the skeptic, but Blake does have a point. This is going far too easy than what was originally planned for.
Ruby: What do you mean Weiss?
Weiss: I mean does this feel like the night that Beacon fell when we first saw a Wyvern. Shouldn’t we have gotten reports of multiple Grimm attacks all over Mantle and not just the Wyvern.
The group was silent after the former heiress made her point. It was true, they hadn’t seen any more Grimm besides the Wyvern showing up. The also haven’t heard any reports of anymore attacks going on over the comms. If such a massive Grimm like the Wyvern were to come to the kingdom, why wouldn’t others follow?
Ren:(Whispering) Something doesn’t feel right? The Grimm have never been this easy to take down. It’s almost like it wasn’t even fighting.
Nora:(Whispering) Ren, what do you mean? We saw the Wyvern attack the battleships when it got to Mantle.
Ren:(Whispering) Maybe, but back at beacon when the Wyvern first appeared their was a sense of dread in the very air. But I don’t sense that right now.
Nora:(Whispering) I guess I see your poi....have you noticed that fearless leader’s been acting strange.
Both look towards the direction of their blonde leader and they see that he seemed to be staring off to space again, almost like he was in some form of trance.
Ren:(Whispering) Now that you mention it he does seem unfocused. You don’t suppose he suffered any head injury when he landed on the building, do you?
Nora:(Whispering) He seemed fine from the landing though. But I think he’s been like this even before the meeting started.
The two of them have finally had enough time to question the subject before they confront their leader on his state of being. Being the more negotiating of the two, Ren lightly grips his leaders right shoulder. Unfortunately, Jaune was it paying attention towards any of them as he still seemed to be in some form of trance. Hearing a voice only he can hear.
???: Jaune, where are you?... Jaune?...Jaune?...come to me...
Ren: Jaune?! (Shaking his shoulder hard)
Jaune: Gah?! What!
Jaune looks towards his friend and sees that he has a very concerned look on his face. So does Nora and Oscar for that matter.
Jaune: What happened? Why is everyone looking at me?
Ren: Jaune you have been unresponsive to us for the past five minutes. Like you were standing dead. What’s going on with you? And don’t say it’s nothing because you were acting like this even before the mission started.
Jaune: I...something’s wrong...
Ren: What?
Almost like a crazed man, Jaune leapt towards the cockpit. Once inside the second pilot takes notice of him.
Pilot 2: Hey, you’re not supposed to be back here!-
Jaune: You need to turn us back right now!
Pilot 2: What? What’re you on ab-
Pilot 1: OH SHIT! TARGET ON SIGHT! TARGET ON SIGHT!
Both the pilot and Jaune see the Grimm Wyvern flying towards their ships at a very quick pace. Jaune sees this and moves quickly back to the main deck towards his teammates. But alas there was no time
Jaune: Guys!!! BRACE!!!-
Just then, as he was warning his friends the Wyvern struck the airship. Using its new armored wings, the Wyvern hit the two airships with a mighty flap of it’s wings, causing damage to the transports that contained both teams. The resulting collision caused both the airships to lose stability and the began falling out of the sky. One of the pilots see that they had lost one wing entirely, making them spin uncontrollably.
Pilot 1: EVACUATE! EVACUATE THE SHIP!
Pilot 2: WE DON’T HAVE TIME I CAN’T STABILIZE!
Pilot 1: EVERYONE BRACE!
*CRASH!* *EXPLOSION!*
- Atlas Academy, Battle Room -
Ironwood: Blue Hawk! What is your status, Blue Hawk! Gold Eagle do you copy!
Comms: *///Static///*
Ironwood: Damn it! (Slams his desk)
Qrow:(On Comms) Ironwood! What’s going on, did something happen!
Ironwood:....We just lost contact with both team RWBY and JNPR.
Qrow/Winter:(Both on Comms) What?!
Ironwood: It seems the plan didn’t follow through.
Qrow: Well that’s obvious enough! I’m going to go look for them.
Ironwood: No Qrow! You need to stay in position, I can send a team to look for-
Qrow: They won’t get there on time! Jimmy we both know that I can make it there much faster than you can assemble a rescue team. My nieces are out there, god dammit!
Ironwood: Qrow I know how much this means for you, but you need to think more cautiously. What if they are stuck under a building, there won’t be anything you can do to help them, this is why I have rescue teams for.
Winter:(On Comms) Sir with all do respect but our forces are stretched thin as is, and we still have a Wyvern flying around the kingdom, I think it would be quicker if to send a two man team.
Ironwood:...What do you have in mind Specialist.
Winter: (On Comms) Sir, send both Branwen and I to recover the teams. With my semblance I can easily be able to aid the teams if they are in any position where they are immobile. Just lend us a pilot and a ship to retrieve both teams.
Ironwood: That would be more faster than assembling a rescue squad in the middle of all this. Very well, I’ll have my forces keep the Wyvern occupied while Qrow and you retrieve both teams. But exercise extreme caution. We don’t know if this Grimm is intelligent enough to prey on smaller ships.
Winter:(On Comms) Understood Sir!
Ironwood: Ironwood out. (Turns off Comms) ...please be safe.
- Schnee Manor -
From inside the office of Jacques Schnee, said CEO was scrambling to get a scroll message through to his secret informant. Saying that he was more than ‘unpleased with the current situation’ would be a understatement.
Jacques: Arthur! Arthur! Answer your Scroll, damn you!
After for the sixth time of not receiving any response he threw the scroll towards his bookcase with a snarl, almost breaking the device on impact.
Jacques: Damn that man, why can he never be around when you need him! ‘Huff’
Originally their partnership was intended for the goal of making sure that he won the election despite his low poll numbers and keep his position on the council, frame Ironwood, and beat that vigilante leader Robyn Hill and her group of thieves. But what does he get instead. A GODDAMN WYVERN ATTACKING HIS KINGDOM AND THE DAMN CHEEKY BASTARD NOT RETURNING HIS CALLS! Was this the plan from the start to let him into his fold and then frame Jacques with this occurrence instead. His anger started to turn to paranoia.
Jacques: If somehow Ironwood gets word that Watts is alive and that I tried frame him, he’ll have me outcasted as a traitor....No he wouldn’t do that I’m still a member of the council and he has no proof that we tried to sabotage the election....but what if he catches Arthur, where does that leave me. I need to do something.
Jacques Schnee look towards his old portrait of a much younger looking version of himself. That was taken back when he was an ambitious up-comer in the business world, where he was able to skillfully manipulate his way to power through forming a close bond to the late Nicholas Schnee, the original founder of his company and the father of his wife and grandfather to his children. He helped the old fool during his last days, getting on his good side and persuaded him to have him take over the company and marry his only daughter. Clearly a masterful manipulation to win over the foolish old man.
While he may have been the eager and ambitious opportunist back then, he clearly knows that he was not the same man as he was back then. Where there was a youthful man full of vigor to Turing a small dust company into a empire, now resides a frail old businessman much out of his prime. While he was CEO of the largest company in Remnant, he no longer could intimidate his opponents with his power plays.
Not even his two oldest daughters considered him intimidating anymore, the former latched on to Ironwood’s side and the latter leaning on her new ‘family’ for support. While he still had Whitley under his influence, he didn’t see his own son being anything more than a tool to extend his control over the company. While the boy was obedient, intelligent, and talented in musical instruments, Whitley would never live up to his standards. While he spend many years having him and his other siblings to learn how the economic world works, only Whitley took those studies seriously. However, he could plainly se that the boy was much too eager to please and did not have enough spine to ever question why he was told to do certain tasks, didn’t help that he was much like his mother in demeanor than how an actual boy would act his age. The perfect pawn, but only that. His wife, Willow, was a shadow of her former self. He knew that if he didn’t break down the woman so much to the point of alcoholism, he would have never gone as far in life as he has. But alas he seems to have come to an end of his road.
There was no doubt in his mind that Ironwood will find a way to link this back to him and prosecute him in front of the council and he will lose everything, while Watts is able to walk invulnerable to any charge due to his powerful connections and the fact that he is believed to be dead. So really there was only one option left for him that he could at least save some dignity left. He moves towards his portrait and pressed a secret button on the bottom center of the frame. From there the frame moved to the side and revealed a empty suitcase and a black box. This would ensure that he will escapes this unscathed.
Yes, the only option now was to leave. Leave Atlas and all this old life behind a live the rest of his days in hiding in a safe house he acquired a long time ago in remote island off the shore of Mistral. There he could live a relatively peaceful life and avoid any attempt against his life or imprisonment. At least with this black box he could still have connection to his secret bank account and still live like a king.
He grabs his suitcase and pockets the black box, then closes his secret compartment and moving the portrait back in place. Jacques Schnee will finish his career his way, and that won’t be in a cell. As he goes to leave his office he opened the door and there he finds his only son outside looking like he was about to knock.
Jaqcues:(Shocked) Whitley!- For crying out load you nearly gave me a heart attack. What are you doing standing outside my office!
Whitley: (Steps back and looks down) M-my apologies, Father, but I was coming to see if you were in your office.
Jaqcues:(Annoyed) Well congratulations, you’ve found me. Now step aside I have important business to attend to!
Whitley moves out of his Father’s path and watches him go down the hallway to toward the main stairway. He follows after at a close distance but not too close to be shoulder to shoulder but behind him. He observes that his father has a briefcase, much like the one he takes to go on a business trip but he hasn’t seen this one before. Another thing puzzled him though.
Whitley: Father, what exactly did you mean by having ‘important business to attend to.’ We’re in the middle of Grimm attack.-
Jaqcues:(Turns to side glance him) Did I say you could follow me boy.
Whitley: N-no, of course not Father! I meant no disrespect at all, I was just worried-
Jaqcues: Well you did just disrespect me, right now. You’re following me without permission and you are also talking aback towards me. If I were you, I’d watch my next few words.
‘^*Trigger Warning: Scumbag Jaqcues Imbound**^^^^^^^’
Whitley keeps his mouth shut and does not look towards him. Knowing better that it is foolish not to do as he wishes. When he is sure the boy wouldn’t question him further he moves back towards the stairs. But gets held back again from his son.
Whitley:...But Father where do you intend to go at a time like-
*SMACK!*
Whitley jolts back from his Father and holds right side of his face. He could feel the stinging sensation of his cheek getting struck harshly across his face, not only that he think the strike may have stuck his nose as well. Causing a small trinkle of blood to run down his right nostril. He could feel wetness forming from the corner of his eyes due to the pain, but they don’t fall. He looks towards his Father who just struck him and saw the dead eyes stare he gave towards him. Quickly he looks down, now too afraid to look at him in the eye.
Jaqcues: Didn’t I just say to watch your next few words... Answer me when I’m speaking to you boy!
Whitley: Y-y-yes sir.
Jaqcues: ‘Huff’ Now what do you have to say for yourself.
Whitley:(Hold back a sob) I-I’m sorry for di-disrespecting you F-father.
Jaqcues:...Look at me boy.
Whitley:(Looks at Jaqcues)
Jaqcues: Now what have you learned. Once again, for the eleventh time.
Whitley:... It’s f-foolish not to do a-as Father asks.
Jaqcues:(Nods) Now go clean yourself up before any of the help or your mother sees you. Or we’ll have a repeat of what happened last time when Klein was let go after seeing your correction for letting your sister leave.
Whitley:(Nods shakily, holding back more sobs) Y-yes, Father.
Jaqcues: Now you may leave.
Whitley turns around and heads towards his bedroom to tend to his nose. As he usually does. Alone, and holding back sobs.
Jaqcues: Such a waste of DNA. Maybe I should have had that operation to stop having children.
‘^^Trigger Warning Ended ^^’
Jaqcues now with this son out of the way makes his way down the main stairway. But once again he stops dead in his tracts, not by any of his help or family. Rather by a unfriendly looking group of people. Consisting of two youths, a Faunus, and a familiar looking bastard.
Watts: Hello Jaqcues. We have much to discuss. Hope you don’t mind us spending the night.
- End of Chapter 5 Part 1 of 3 -
* Oh lord that was hard to write, hope you all enjoyed the first half of the chapter. The second half I’ll admit was hard to write for me personally, so if you want to skip that part if you don’t wish to see sensitive material, please by all means skip it. Anyway I’m going to have part 2 uploaded around two days from this post so stay tuned. Be good people *
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