So I was shocked by how positive the reviews to the first chapter were. A good few of the reviews made me feel really happy, which was great cuz for the past few days, I've been feeling... well, really depressed. There aint' much that makes me feel like I'm worth anything these days, but reading positive reviews to stuff I made, even if its fanfic or fanart, makes me warm inside.

Anyway with that in mind, I decided that I will be continuing this story and won't put it up for adoption. Just... be prepared for really long spaces between chapters. Especially after this.

Anyway, I'm sure this chapter will surprise you quite a bit... it gets a tiny bit dark, just a little warning.

Chapter Two: Last Train Home

Jacques Schnee wasn't an easy man to surprise.

There had been plenty of times when he had been caught off-guard of course. Such as Willow's pregnancy with Whitley. It wasn't exactly a planned event, but he was pleased he had a son at least. Not that he wasn't happy with his two daughters (despite his slowly deteriorating relationship with his eldest), but having a son ensured that at least he could have a backup heir in case Weiss decided to act out like Winter did.

Which is why he took much more care in raising Whitley, mainly by ensuring that his son would grow up to be as tactile and educated as him. His son would be a terrifying businessman one day if all went smoothly.

Other than that, there wasn't much that surprised him these days…

…which is why he was pleasantly surprised when he received a request for a meeting from the current leader of the Speedwagon Foundation, the grandson of its previous CEO Joseph Joestar, Doctor Jotaro Kujo.

It was a little abrupt, but Jacques was more than happy to get a chance to continue improving the relations between Remnant's greatest Dust mining and distribution company, and Remnant's greatest security company.

He was however once again caught off-guard when the man finally arrived, landing at the Schnee mansion's personal Bullhead landing platform.

Jotaro Kujo was someone he had met once or twice during some charity balls and other social events. The man was… a hard one to read. A little too blunt and sharp tongued for Jacques tastes in comrades, but he respected Doctor Kujo's attitude. It took a brave man to act in such a way in front of literally everybody.

Even General Ironwood.

His… misplaced brother in law also talked about the man a lot, before he vanished. In sharp contrast to today, Doctor Kujo was a bit of a punk back in his younger days. Something Jacques found quite curious indeed.

Seeing the man right now though, Jacques saw absolutely no trace of any sort of 'punkishness' in him. The man was tall, and he walked with confident and power strides, his eyes never faltering and his head never bowing. His posture was upright and spoke of a man who didn't care what the world could throw at him, because he could probably throw it back twice as hard. His white stylized coat fluttered in the cold Atlesian wind, and his iconic pointed cap, something that he was told never left the man's head, was affixed firmly in place, not even jostling in the wind.

Yes, he looked as he always did.

Except he had a child walking beside him.

Jacques felt a little confused when he saw that Doctor Kujo had arrived with a child of all things. The man never brought guards outside of mandatory staff to pilot the Bullhead. He always traveled alone. Yet today, the man brought what seemed to be a ten year old girl.

A very indignant looking one too. She had black hair with dyed green highlights, tied into a bun. She was wearing a thick winter coat colored deep purple that hid any other sort of details about her under the thick fabric that dangled past her knees. She seemed to be wearing thick winter pants and boots as well.

She looked… a little over-prepared for a trip to Atlas.

"Jacques Schnee." Doctor Kujo said as he finally reached the edge of the landing pad. "A pleasure to meet you again outside those fundraisers."

"Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you again as well Doctor. I hope the trip from Vale to Atlas wasn't too exhausting." The Schnee patriarch's mustache curled upwards in a small smirk, before his eyes wandered down to the girl. "And this is?"

"My daughter, Jolyne. I heard you had a daughter around her age so I thought I would bring mine. Perhaps build a friendship between our companies through a younger generation." Jotaro inclined his head. "Say hello Jolyne."

"…..hi." The purple clad girl muttered out, looking like she wanted to be literally anywhere but here.

Jacques was… a little gobsmacked.

Doctor Kujo had a daughter? He didn't even know the man was married!

He knew the marine biologist was incredibly private about his life, but to have hidden a daughter from snooping presses and the like…. Rather astonishing.

Even if the girl acted a little in a way unbecoming of an heiress.

"Well, that is a pleasant surprise. I am sure Weiss would love to have someone her age to hang around." Jacques grins, before gesturing towards the mansion. "Shall we?"

With the two Kujos grunting in agreement, they started to walk.

"Confirmed, the Schnee bastard has two guests. Will this get in the way of the operation?"

"Negative. This is the perfect time to strike. He'll be distracted with his guest."

"There's a girl with his guest, about the age of the heiress. Should we make an example of her too?"

"Do as you will. Let the world know that the White Fang will be taken seriously. Capture the targets… and inject the heiress."

Weiss was wringing her hands nervously as she waited for her father and Doctor Kujo to arrive.

The plan she had set with him two days ago was simple. Doctor Kujo would come here under the premise of strengthening the relationship between the two companies. Her father, ever the type to impress and give charity to his guests, would offer him the chance to stay the night.

At night, after her father heads to sleep, they'd meet up and finally talk.

In retrospect, this plan sounded like something from one of those ruddy old romance stories. The kind Weiss really hated. But it was the best plan they got.

As the front door opened, and she readied herself to greet the guests and her father like a good little heiress, she was surprised to find… well, a number of things.

For starters, Jotaro Kujo was… both exactly what she expected, and not.

He was strikingly tall, just as uncle Jean Pierre described, and his stone cold expression was like something carved from ice. His clothes were white instead of the black the journal spoke of. He was also… remarkably slimmer than she expected. Her uncle described the man to be an utter tower of chiseled muscle with pectorals big enough to set dinner plates on.

The man she was looking at right now was much slimmer. Still obviously very fit under his clothes, but not as bulky.

Her second surprise was the girl her age following him in. A girl who looked incredibly displeased.

"W-welcome to the Schnee mansion!" Weiss exclaims, before doing a little curtsy.

"Ahh, Doctor Kujo, this is my daughter and the heiress to the Schnee family fortune and company, Weiss." Her father said with a proud smirk, gesturing to her. "Weiss, this is Doctor Jotaro Kujo of the Speedwagon Foundation, and his daughter Jolyne. I trust you can entertain her while he and I discuss business?"

"O-of course father, you can count on me." She nodded quickly.

"I know I can." Jacques chuckles, his words sending warmth through Weiss' heart, before he walks away with Doctor Kujo.

The taller man briefly glanced at her when her father wasn't looking and nodded, before following after the family patriarch, leaving just Weiss and Jolyne.

Jotaro saw few resemblances between Polnareff and the Schnee heiress. The obvious ones being the hair color and eyes. Other than that, the two were nothing alike.

Still, there was something about her. Her presence felt familiar to him for some odd reason. As if Polnareff was right there next to her. It was a little strange.

'I can only hope she shares your tenacity and skill, and none of your bullheaded foolishness.' One of the last surviving Stardust Crusaders mused as he followed Jacques.

Hopefully Jolyne would get along with her. He had a feeling they would be seeing more of each other in the coming years.

"…."

"…."

It was at this moment, standing in the library with her guest, that Weiss realized she had no idea how to interact with other people her age.

Jolyne had long since shed her heavy winter coat, revealing to be wearing a long sleeved purple sweater with faint white spiderweb patterns sown into it. She'd kicked off her boots to the side as well and just jumped onto the couch in the library, lounging on it lazily.

Weiss' brow twitched a little at the display, before she walked over and sat down in the armchair beside the cough. "So…. Erm.. my name is Weiss."

"Jolyne." The green haired girl drawled, not even looking at her.

Ohh this was going to be painful.

Silence passed for a few minutes. Weiss had no idea how to start up a conversation, and Jolyne didn't seem to be inclined to.

After another few minutes of agonizing silence, Weiss cleared her throat. "S-so! Do you… like any books?"

"Nah. Books are lame." Jolyne snorted, before her green eyes flicked to Weiss' icy blue ones. "You like any movies?"

Pleased that the conversation seems to be flowing, Weiss nodded with a small smile. "Well, I am quite partial to the Lords of the Bangle series. I also enjoy watching the Harley Proper movies, though I haven't read the books. I'm excited for the next movie though!"

"The one where Professor Dancefloor dies?"

"The one where WHAT!?" Weiss' eyes widen.

"…whoops." Jolyne chuckles, grinning a little wryly.

"Did.. did you just spoil a major character's death to me!?"

"My bad."

"Y-you… you…" Weiss' eye twitches. "I don't think I like you."

"I must admit, I was rather surprised to receive a request for a little meeting. Usually the Speedwagon Foundation is quite self-sufficient and doesn't reach out in such a way." Jacques said as he poured a glass of brandy for his guest, before handing the drink to him.

"I thought it would be for the best. And it would be a good way to force Jolyne to interact with people her age." Jotaro hummed, briefly sipping from the glass as he sat down in the chair facing Jacques' desk.

"I am guessing she is homeschooled?"

"More or less. The last time she interacted with kids her age, she beat them up for bullying a Faunus." Jotaro sighed. "She's very temperamental."

Briefly frowning at the mention of Faunus, Jacques nodded as he sat down with his own glass. "And what are your thoughts on the Faunus?"

"The Faunus, or the White Fang?"

"Both if you'd please."

"The Faunus are people like anyone else. I don't particularly care. The White Fang on the other hand…" Doctor Kujo grunted, eyes narrowing. "They were harmless at first. But after Ghira Belladonna stepped down, they turned into threats. I've had a number of companies reach out to us to hire our security guards for fear of them. It's starting to escalate."

"Indeed…" The Schnee patriarch hummed, before sighing. "So, is this meeting all just an elaborate way of setting up a playdate between our daughters? Or was there something else we needed to discuss? I don't believe a man like you would request a meeting out of nowhere."

"Sharp of you." Jotaro's lips quirked up in a faint smirk.

"Please Doctor, I have been a businessman since I was seventeen." Jacques huffed, before sipping from his drink.

"You're right, there is more to this than just making sure our daughters can keep the relationship between our companies strong with their… hopeful friendship."

"Oh hey, doesn't Colonel Hughes die in this episode?"

"WILL YOU STOP THAT!?"

"The truth is, it concerns the White Fang." Jotaro set his drink down before crossing his arms. "I wanted to strengthen the relationship between the SDC and the SPF by offering our services to you."

"You do realize that the SDC has its own powerful security force?"

"It does. But your security force isn't ready for what I believe the White Fang have in store." Jotaro inclined his head a little, his eyes overshadowed by the bill of his cap. "What do you know about the drug known as Arrow?"

Jacques narrowed his eyes at this. "Arrow… it's that Mistralian drug, isn't it? The one that is meant to be an incredibly fatal version of heroin?"

The marine biologist nodded. "That's the general populace' understanding of it. Unfortunately, the drug is a bit more complicated than that. When it kills someone, it gives them a brief, intense moment of euphoria, before systematically shutting down their vital organs and completely draining their Aura. What people don't know is what happens when someone injected with the drug survives."

"I've heard rumors that some people claim that surviving the drug gives them enlightenment or some rubbish like that." The head of the SDC's brow furrowed as he wiggled his glass a little to let the ice mix with the brandy, before sipping from it.

"It doesn't. However…" Jotaro lifts his head, his sapphire eyes hard. "It does give them a second Semblance."

Jacques almost spat out his drink.

Weiss had decided that she didn't like Jolyne Kujo.

In fact, she was quite sure she hated her.

The girl was crass, rude, had no sense of manners or personal space, and kept spoiling movies and series she was trying to get into.

"I swear, it's like you have a condition." Weiss grumbled, having decided that if she couldn't enjoy literature and video entertainment with her guest, she'd just take her outside for a walk in the snow.

She felt a bit of vindictive pleasure at how uncomfortable Jolyne seemed in the cold. The heiress of the SPF was covered in that thick coat again, whereas Weiss didn't even need one.

"Y-y-you have a condition, h-how can you stand out here in the snow wearing a damn skirt!?" Jolyne growled, rubbing her forearms with mitten clad hands, her cheeks rosy and eyes scowling.

"The benefits of having lived here since I was born I suppose~" Weiss chirped smugly, before turning her back and walking towards one of the mansion's many little miniature forests.

She froze in place when she felt something cold and wet crash against the back of her head.

Did… did she just..?

Turning her head almost mechanically, Weiss found that indeed, Jolyne had thrown a snowball at her, and was grinning like an imp.

"Guess that means a few layers of snow on your face won't make you any colder, eh, Ice Queen?" The green eyed girl snickered.

"….I am going to turn you into a pincushion."

"That's impossible!"

"Unfortunately, it isn't." Doctor Kujo sighed, before reaching into his coat's inner pocket and pulling out a number of photographs, before setting them on the desk. "We've had a number of sightings of people with two Semblances, each one having been identified to have used Arrow and survived. Some used it willingly to obtain that fatal drug high, while others were forcefully injected with the substance for unknown reasons."

Jacques picked up the photos, flipping through them one by one, his eyes narrowed, before they widened at one photo in particular.

A photo of a dark skinned woman with amber eyes, tribal tattoos, and a secondary set of ears reminiscent of a tiger's.

"T-this is-"

"Yes." Jotaro nodded, his eyes narrowing. "The SPF have discovered that whoever is making this drug, they're distributing it to the White Fang as well. Thankfully, our spies haven't reported anyone but their new leader surviving it. But all it takes is one person to survive and develop a second Semblance, before balance is thrown into disarray."

"Surely just having a second Semblance wouldn't make it that much more dangerous!"

"One of the worst cases of someone surviving Arrow was a serial killer in Mistral. His first Semblance allowed him to infuse his Aura into people, and objects, and turn them into bombs he could ignite at any moment." Jotaro's eyes were hard and cold. "After surviving Arrow, he gained a second Semblance that allowed him to essentially reverse time by a few hours after certain conditions are fulfilled. And anyone killed before time is reversed will die by seemingly unknown causes once time progresses to the moment of their death after the reversal."

Jacques' eyes were wide as he processed this, before he poured himself another glass of brandy and downed it in a single gulp, letting out a ragged sigh. "This… how has the public not been made aware of this?"

"Because the Speedwagon Foundation's main goal is to deal with threats like this. And this is the main reason I proposed this meeting. I want to bring the Schnee Dust Company into the fold. With your resources, we can hopefully reduce these sorts of threats into a nonissue far faster and more efficiently." Doctor Kujo declared, his head tilting. "And with the White Fang growing more dangerous by the day… you'll need our help. These second Semblances have powers that transcend logic."

The patriarch of the Schnee family rubbed his mustache for a moment, smoothing it out. "I see…. How many people know about this?"

"The SPF's board of directors as well as a few choice members of staff, my grandfather and myself, Professor Ozpin of Beacon Academy, and General Ironwood."

"Of course James and Ozpin know…" Jacques grumbles, leaning back in his chair, eyes starting up at the ceiling. "This sort of threat… is not what I expected to have to hear about today. And here I hoped for a smooth business meeting. What happens if I refuse?"

"We continue talking business, and you never hear about this issue again. I won't force you to join us." Jotaro shrugged.

"You make a terrible businessman."

"I'm a Marine Biologist, being a businessman is more of a part time job anyway."

"The most well-paying part time job on this planet." Jacques huffs, before staring straight at Jotaro. "Why offer me this information personally? Even if the SDC had the funds to assist in such an alliance, why come here yourself and not have Ironwood do the talking?"

"Besides reiterating that Jolyne needs friends?" Jotaro raised a brow, before tipping his hat down a little. "Jean Pierre Polnareff was my best friend. I'll never forget his contribution to learning about the threat of Arrow, and the journey we had in Vacuo. When he disappeared, I promised myself that no matter what, the Speedwagon Foundation would find some way to repay him for all that he's done for us. And for me. Think of me coming here as a way to find some closure."

"….is that how he went missing then? He was investigating information about Arrow and just… got wiped off the face of Remnant by someone who didn't want him spreading whatever he discovered?" Jacques murmured.

"That's the short version of it. We still don't have all the details even today."

"I see…" The head of the SDC closed his eyes briefly, raising his glass for a moment to thank his brother in law, before taking a sip and setting the empty glass down, his eyes opening. "Very well then. You'll have the support of the Schnee Dust Company in this. If our resources can help cull this rising threat supporting the White Fang, then how can I say no?"

Smirking a little, Jotaro stood up and held out his hand. "Welcome aboard, Jacques."

Smirking back, Jacques took Jotaro's hand and shook it firmly. "May this friendship between our companies last as long as possible, Jotaro."

Klein was in the middle of cleaning one of windows in the hallway connecting the main manor with the security section, when he realized he could smell something metallic in the air.

As a professional butler, he was trained to have a sharp sense of sight, smell and hearing, to ensure he could perform his duties to maximum efficiency. So when he smelled what might have been blood, he immediately stopped what he was doing and walked towards the source.

As he reached the end of the hallway, he saw one of the newer butlers quietly leaving the main security room and discreetly shutting the door.

"Jules, what were you doing in there?" Klein blinked, his eyes turning to a shade of hazel, his voice a little lighter. The smell of blood was stronger now.

Jules was one of the newer members of staff, being a young man with neatly cut brown hair and a relatively plain face. He was always relatively pleasant, but right now his expression was… sinister.

"I was giving the guards in there a drink."

"If they needed a drink they would have called the kitchen staff or gotten it themselves. You aren't part of the kitchen staff." Klein's eyes switched to red, his voice rougher now.

"Can't I do it out of the goodness of my heart?"

"The smell of blood says that there was no goodness here."

Jules' eyes narrowed, before he suddenly lunged towards Klein, his jaw unhinging suddenly and his canines suddenly growing longer as he let out a loud hiss.

His teeth never found their mark as Klein's fist suddenly slammed up into the bottom of the traitor's jaw, snapping his mouth shut, before Klein let out a furious storm of sharp pokes to the apparent Faunus' joints, ending it with a sweeping kick to knock out Jules' feet from under him, sending the man crashing down.

"A-aa-aakgkhh… w-what did you do…?" Jules croaked out, his eyes wide.

"Your Aura wasn't even awakened, so I hit you in your pressure points. You won't be moving for a while, murderer." Klein's eyes were dark blue now, his voice quiet and cold. "You were a Faunus this entire time… I can understand why you would hide it, Mister Schnee isn't the fondest of your kind. But I'm guessing you must be White Fang as well."

"Y-you weren't supposed to be this fucking strong…" Jules growled out, before gagging as Klein's foot suddenly found its heel pressing against his throat. "A-agkh! You're too late anyway! The alarm's been shut down… and the bastard Schnee is going to see what happens when you mess with Faunuskind…"

"You're beginning to test my patience young man. What are your plans? How many of you are here?" Klein's foot pressed down harder as he growled.

"Y-you'll never get anything out of me… it doesn't matter… cuz the little heiress if gonna be long gone by the time you can do anything…" Jules smirked, letting out choked laughter.

The head butler's eyes widened, before he snarled and suddenly twisted his foot, a loud snap filling the hallway before he ran into the security room.

All the guards were on the floor, a number of them with puncture wounds in their throats, the others frothing at the mouth and pale. Poisoned, in more ways than one.

With a growl, Klein ran to the console and saw that it was completely shagged. Water and lightning Dust had been mixed together and poured all over it. The security cameras were dead. The phone's cable was ripped off and the receiver smashed.

It was a good thing Jules didn't know about the alarm hidden in the head security guard's personal locker.

Unlocking it with the head butler master key, he yanked the locker open and slammed a hand against the alarm button.

As soon as the klaxon started to blare, he ran out, the safety of the Schnee family on his mind. Whitley thankfully wasn't home, currently in Atlas on a little excursion with Winter. The Schnee matriarch was barely functional, but she wasn't completely helpless. The patriarch always kept a gun in his desk and was in the most secure room in the estate.

That left the heiress. Who was completely helpless.

Weiss felt incredibly helpless as she growled through the cloth gag in her mouth.

The snowball fight with Jolyne had been fun, all things considered. Though it started off a little rough, the two were laughing by the end of it.

Until of course, they suddenly found themselves blinded by a flashbang. Who in the blue hell would flashbang children?

The White Fang of course.

Weiss' distaste for the organization was even stronger now as she found herself and Jolyne being bound by cuffs and wires, gags in their mouths as they were dragged off towards the edge of the estate. These White Fang soldiers were all dressed in winter gear, their masks reflecting the light of the day off of them.

"Can't believe we're actually pulling this off." The one dragging her exclaimed, grinning toothily. "Oy, hurry up with the other one will you?"

"Fuck you, she's making this really difficult-FUCK!" The one dragging Jolyne yelled as he dropped her, clutching his hand.

His index finger was missing, blood spurting from the wound as the others suddenly came to his aid.

"What happened?"

"The little shit has a Semblance, she turned her fucking neck into garrote wires or something and cut my fucking finger off!" The injured White Fang soldier growls, wrapping some cloth around it to staunch the flow. "Fuck! Just kill her, we only need the Schnee don't we!?"

"No." One of them, clearly in charge judging by his more… customized Grimm mask, declared as he quickly delivers a hard strike of his fist to the back of Jolyne's head, shattering her Aura as she's promptly knocked out, before being lifted up. "The guest of Jacques Schnee is apparently Jotaro Kujo."

"From the Speedwagon Foundation? So this is his daughter?"

"Precisely. Which is why we're going to make an example of her after the Schnee. Kujo is far more dangerous, and isn't above getting his hands dirty." The leader scoffs, before they drag Weiss further away, leaving her shivering and pale at what she's hearing.

They're going to make an example of her…?

Oh God they're going to kill her. Or worse, torture her.

How did today go so wrong..?

The moment the alarm started to blare, Jotaro and Jacques froze, before the Marine Biologist ran towards the door and booted it open.

"Damn it, what's going on!?" Jacques growled as he followed Jotaro, the two of them running downstairs. "Where are the guards!?"

"Mister Schnee!"

The two of them turn to find Klein running towards them, his face pale.

"One of the new butlers was a White Fang spy! We're being attacked! They're targeting Weiss!"

"Over my dead body they are!" Jacques growls, clenching his fists.

"That can be arranged."

The front doors of the mansion slam open as a large squad of White Fang suddenly barge in, roughly fifteen of them, each one armed with rifles. At their head was a White Fang soldier with a thick trenchcoat and an Ursa-shaped mask, smirking toothily.

"I am Orion Blue, Captain of the White Fang branch in Atlas. And it is time for your reckoning, Jacques Schne-BWAGH!"

The leader of the squad was promptly cut off when Jotaro suddenly appeared in front of him and proceeded to punch him in the face.

Hard.

Orion's Aura was shattered in an instant, blood spurting from his nostrils, along with a number of teeth flying out of his mouth, his body being sent flying out the front door and into the courtyard, tumbling roughly on the ground.

The remaining fifteen soldiers, as well as Jacques and Klein, were all standing there in shock, their jaws agape.

"Listen up." Jotaro started to speak, his voice hard as his cap overshadowing his eyes as he slowly turns, looking each and every White Fang soldier in the face. "It's been a long flight from Vale to Atlas. I'm tired. Hungry. I've had a few glasses of brandy, so I'm not going to be able to restrain myself as well as usual. So I'm going to give you this warning just once."

Clenching his fist, the Stardust Crusader lifted it up, lips in a firm, flat line.

"Give up and turn yourselves in. Or else I'm going to skip the justice system entirely and let my fists be the judge. I might kill a few of you by accident."

"H-he's just one man! Shoot him then shoot the Schnee!" One of the braver soldiers yelled out, spurring his comrades into action as they all took aim, fingers on the triggers.

"Wrong answer."

Before their eyes, the man suddenly changed locations. One moment he was standing in the center of them all, and suddenly he was right in front of the braver soldier who spoke up.

At the exact same time Jotaro appeared in front of him, the soldier suddenly flew back through the air and slammed into a wall, blood spewing from his mouth, fist shaped indents all over his body.

"H-how did he do that..?" Klein whispered in shock. He didn't even see Jotaro move! He was just suddenly right in front of the man who spoke up, and suddenly the White Fang grunt looked as if he had been beaten black and blue!

"This is… his Semblance…" Jacques murmured, his eyes wide.

Jean Pierre told him about Jotaro's Semblance.

It had the power to stop time for roughly four seconds. It didn't sound like much time…

..but a lot could happen in just four seconds.

"Next." Jotaro grunted, and the White Fang soldiers immediately pulled their triggers, firing bullets towards the Marine Biologist.

They barely saw his hands as they blurred, his arms systematically catching and slapping away their bullets.

"W-what is this guy!? He's too fast!" One of the soldiers yelled out, before shrieking when Jotaro suddenly appeared in front of him, fist raised….

"ORA!"

…before it slammed right through his gut with a loud squelch, sending him flying into a few of his compatriots.

It wasn't a battle. It was a slaughter.

Every time they tried to shoot him, Jotaro would deflect most of their bullets before seemingly teleporting. Each time he changed locations, another soldier or two would suddenly become spontaneously injured and beaten into a pulp.

The skirmish finally ended as Jotaro stared down the last armed White Fang soldier, who was trembling up a storm.

The soldier slowly dropped his gun before lifting his hands up. "I-I-I s-s-surrender..?"

"Too late for that."

Jotaro's fist met the soldier's nose, sending him flying out a window, unconscious.

"My word…" Klein murmurs, his employer nodding beside him as they took in the aftermath.

The White Fang soldiers were utterly brutalized. Each one sported either multiple fist shaped bruises, or had fist shaped holes in their guts.

"I'd suggest stabilizing the injured ones. I didn't think they'd all be completely without Aura. I guess the White Fang isn't as dangerous as I thought." Jotaro muttered, wiping one of his hands on his scuffled white coat. He didn't have a single injury on him, besides some tears in his coat.

"I beg to differ you bastard!"

Outside in the courtyard, Orion Blue stood, holding up a Scroll in one hand, a pistol in the other as he panted, spitting out blood.

"Huh. You're more resilient than I thought." Jotaro muttered, before Jacques walked past him, smirking, a little emboldened by Jotaro's display.

"Surrender now you filthy animal! You're obviously outmatched!" The Schnee patriarch yelled.

"You thought this was all of my soldiers you Schnee bastard?" Orion smirked, missing a few teeth as the Scroll suddenly blared to life.

And on the screen, was live video feed of Weiss and an unconscious Jolyne bound to trees, White Fang soldiers surrounding her as one of the grunts approaches them with a syringe full of some sort of strange, golden liquid.

"That's Arrow!" Jotaro exclaimed with the most emotion he's shown since he arrived, his voice raised and angered. "You bastard, those are children!"

"They're children, but they're your children. And one of them is a Schnee pest. We've been planning this attack for weeks now, and we can finally show the world that the White Fang isn't afraid of humanity!" Orion cackles, his eyes wide.

"You scum of the earth! What do you want, money? Weapons!?" Jacques exclaims, his eyes wide and face pale as his gaze darted between the White Fang captain's smug expression and his daughter's utterly terrified one.

"No, Jacques Schnee… we want to see you suffer just as your company has made the Faunus suffer!" Orion exclaims.

"This doesn't seem like something Khan would condone. She's smarter than this." Jotaro growls out, his eyes narrowed. "You're a splinter cell."

"We are White Fang! Who cares if Sienna Khan didn't approve of this!? Once we show this to the world, everyone will know what on this day, the White Fang made the SDC know despair!" The captain barked out another laugh. "Lieutenant, take off the little brat's gag so we can hear her last words."

Obeying, the man with the syringe pulls the gag off of Weiss' mouth…

…and is promptly bit on the finger. Hard.

"Agh!" He exclaims, not expecting the bite, his Aura failing to block it as one of his soldiers slaps the heiress on the back of the head, causing her to cry out in pain, releasing the finger.

"If you think you people can scare me, you've got another thing coming!" Weiss exclaims, puffing her chest out as she glares at the screen. "I am Weiss Schnee of the Schnee family's noble lineage! I'm not scared of any of you disgusting rapscallions! And if I make it out of this, rest assured, I will turn you all into bloody pincushions!"

"…..good grief, she really is your niece Polnareff." Jotaro murmured, his muscles tense. Jacques couldn't help be feel a glimmer of pride for his daughter, overshadowed by the intense fear in his heart.

"Her last words are very bold and arrogant, as expected of a Schnee. Inject her!" Orion calls out.

"NO!" Jacques held out his hand, eyes widening as he sees the lieutenant tilt Weiss' head to the side, before jabbing the syringe needle into her neck and injecting every last drop of the Arrow drug.

He watched as his daughter's eyes glazed over, her body trembling violently as weak, strangled gasps escape her throat…

…before she went limp.

"YOU BASTARD!" Jacques yelled out, his sky blue eyes dilating with rage, attempting to take a step forward only for Klein to hold him back. The butler had tears in his eyes.

"Don't despair, she'll feel rapturous pleasure before she dies!" Orion Blue cackles out. "Men, keep the other brat hostage! She's our ticket out of here!"

"You piece of shit…" Jotaro growled, his own eyes wide with fury.

Suddenly, the Scroll feed started to glitch and turn fuzzy with static.

"Who the fuck is that!?"

"Shoot him-"

"I can't move-"

"I-I feel so-"

"HELP-"

"What's happening? Lieutenant, what's happening!?" Orion yelled at the Scroll, the feed showing the soldiers all slowly dropping to the floor one by one, before the Scroll on the other end of the feed drops to the floor as well, the camera looking up towards the ceiling….

Before something dark steps on it, crushing the Scroll and cutting the camera feed.

"No… no, what's going on!? Was that a Grimm!? How can this-" The captain's rant is cut short when Jotaro suddenly appeared in front of him, fist cocked back. "No, WAIT-"

"ORAORAORAORAORAORAORA!" Jotaro roared out with rage as his fists fly, not even bothering to stop time as he slams his knuckles into Orion's torso and face, each punch shattering bones and bludgeoning flesh. The White Fang captain couldn't even cry out in pain, his jaw completely unable to function and his throat collapsed inwards as he's lifted off the ground from the repeated, brutal flurry of fists.

"ORA!" Jotaro's final punch sends Orion flying off dozens of feet through the air, before he lands on the ground with a sickening crunch. "Damn bastard, we need to get to them fast!"

"R-right! Klein, find the guards and get them to sweep the area!" Jacques yells out, his heart pounding in his chest.

Weiss had to be fine.

She had to be!

It only took ten minutes of searching, with Jotaro and Jacques leading one of the search parties, before they found their daughters.

Jolyne was awake, somehow, and free from her bonds as she carried Weiss on her back, her breath ragged and face red from exertion.

"Jolyne!" Jotaro exclaimed as he ran towards his daughter.

"Dad! Help, she's not waking up! She's breathing but I can't wake her up!" Jolyne cried out, her eyes a little teary.

Jacques felt a wave of relief run through his body at hearing that.

His daughter was alive! She survived!

The implications of this didn't hit him as one of the security guards lifts Weiss off of Jolyne's body and checks her vitals. "She's breathing, heartbeat is normal, body temperature is incredibly high… she seems to be unconscious from exhaustion."

"Only exhaustion..?" Jotaro murmured, before kneeling down and grabbing Jolyne's shoulders. "Are you alright? How did you get free?"

"I-I'm fine, my head hurts a little but I'm fine! I used my Semblance to turn my hands into string and cut myself loose!" Jolyne sniffs, before launching herself at her father, hugging him tightly. A hug he reciprocated. "T-this is all my fault! I-If I didn't taunt her so much that we went out of the house and into the snow, she wouldn't have gotten hurt!"

"Nobody could have predicted this Jolyne. You're fine." Jotaro rubbed his daughter's back. "Learn from this experience and grow stronger so it never happens again. But for now, just relax. Everything is going to be fine."

As the security guards, some of which were trained medics, quickly carried Weiss' unconscious body to the mansion, a fretting and pale Jacques following them, Jotaro gently released his daughter from the embrace and stared down at her.

"What happened to the White Fang soldiers?"

"I-I don't know…" She murmured, sniffling. "I-I just… s-suddenly woke up and they were all on the floor.."

"On the floor..?" Jotaro raised a brow.

"Y-yeah.. and.. I-I thought I saw someone there… but when I tried to get a good look at him, he just vanished.."

"What did he look like?" The man slowly stood up, holding his daughter's hand as he began to walk her towards the mansion.

"H-he… I-I couldn't see him properly… but…" Jolyne sniffed, and she squeezed her father's hand harder.

"H-he was covered in shadows…"

The security guards found the White Fang members who kidnapped the two girls, but reported puzzling details.

They were all unharmed, and merely unconscious. And the few of them that supposedly had Aura seemed to have ended up with their Aura sealed once more.

They were brought into custody by the Atlesian military several hours later.

Phone calls went out to Winter and Whitley still in Atlas. The two were understandably horrified to discover their sister was unconscious due to being injected with some sort of drug.

And for the first time in years… Willow Schnee was found outside of the comfort of her bedroom and showing emotion.

Jotaro had met Polnareff's sister before. She didn't look much different from then. Her hair was still short in a choppy bobcut, and she wore a long sleeved dark blue dress. Her eyes were still rather vacant, but her expression was full of fear as she held onto her daughter's hand in her bedroom.

Nothing wrong was found within Weiss' body. The drug had left no traces of itself. Her Aura however seemed to have skyrocketed in its size.

The mansion's personal doctor concluded that she just needed rest and would probably wake up the next day at the latest. Even with that assurance, Weiss' mother refused to leave her room, sitting by her bed and holding onto her hand.

"Not my daughter…not my daughter too…" Willow murmured to herself, seemingly unaware of anyone else in the room.

Jolyne was holding Weiss' other hand, simply sniffling and gritting her teeth. Even with Jotaro's words, she felt nothing but guilt.

"She survived being injected with Arrow." Jacques murmured, holding onto a bottle of brandy.

He decided to forgo the glass and simply started drinking straight from the bottle as he sat with Jotaro in his office.

"She did." The Doctor grunted, arms crossed, eyes narrowed as he stared off into nothing.

"She had her Aura activated a while ago as tradition but she's never tried to use the family Semblance… she survived so now she has another Semblance…?" Jacques croaked, before sipping from the bottle.

"Most likely that second Semblance was what caused the grunts to fall unconscious. Jolyne said she saw a man covered in shadows for a brief moment." Jotaro hummed, turning to look at Jacques. "Most likely, your daughter's second Semblance caused her to reflexively use the Schnee's Summoning ability… and she summoned something else."

"Covered in shadows… the Schnee family's summons are all the same, they glow white and blue… even Jean Pierre's unique summon shined and glowed a little…" The Schnee patriarch grunts, before gritting his teeth. "Her second Semblance had her summon something shadowy..? It's almost ironic.."

He moved to take another gulp from the bottle, only for Jotaro to snatch it form his hand. "No more of that. When your daughter wakes up tomorrow, the last thing she would want to see is that you'd died from alcohol poisoning."

"What if she doesn't wake up..? What if she's in a coma..?" Jacques slurred a little, resting his face in his hands, groaning.

"Most of the cases of someone surviving Arrow injections shared a symptom in common. They ended up unconscious for about an entire day, some with high fevers, before waking up the next day with far larger Aura pools and a new ability. Your daughter will be fine." Jotaro grunted, capping the bottle and setting it down.

"Why did they even inject her with that..?"

"Most likely they didn't think she'd survive it. Or perhaps they didn't even know that it could give her a second Semblance and simply used it in a symbolic gesture. I don't know. Nothing to do but wait until the Atlesian military interrogates them when they wake up."

Weiss was running.

She wasn't sure where she was, but she was running for her life.

She could hear the cackle and snarls of animals chasing her through a dark tunnel, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Father! Mister Kujo! Jolyne! Winter! Uncle! Help!"

Nobody answered her as she ran, her muscles beginning to ache. Her eyes were wide and full of tears. She could fire in the side of her neck where the needle went in.

"Someone! Please! HELP ME!"

Suddenly, she tripped over, scraping her knees on the ground as she collapsed, panting as she tried to crawl away from the looming monsters.

Someone was walking towards her.

"H-help me! Please!" Weiss called out, holding her hand out to the figure.

The person walked closer. She couldn't see him. His clothes were completely black. Almost as if he was coated in ink. There was an odd texture to his appearance.

A wide brimmed hat sat on his head. She couldn't make out any other distinction in his appearance. It was too dark.

"H-help me.. please…" She whimpers as she reaches out to him.

The figure continued to walk ever so slowly towards her, until it reached her…

…and walked past her.

Her head turned as she watched the figure walk past her and towards the shrieking and growling animals…

…before they all started to fall over, collapsing one by one.

Weiss stared nervously after the slowly walking shadow man as the animals collapsed just from being near him.

Suddenly, the figure stopped, and turned slightly, holding out his hand.

Slowly, the Schnee heiress stumbled to her feet and grasped it. His hand was cold. So very cold.

Yet it was reassuring, somehow.

At first she thought he was Death… but he wasn't leading her away from the monsters.

No, as he started to walk once more, his uniform jingling and rustling rather loudly with every step, she realized he was leading her towards the snarling beasts, each one of them falling over unconscious as they walked together.

She felt safe.

As long as this figure was standing by her… she felt like she could never be harmed.

So she held his hand tightly, and walked with him towards danger.

And suddenly, Weiss was awake, gasping a little as her eyes blinked rapidly, seeing the familiar ceiling of her bedroom.

She… she dreamed about something didn't she? Something about… monsters… but she couldn't remember.

What did she dream about?

Slowly, Weiss sat up in bed, and attempted to raise her arms to stretch, only to feel them caught in tight grasps.

Her eyes widened as she looked to her right and found her mother holding her hand, torso leaning on the bed, fast asleep.

To her left, Jolyne was holding the other hand, also completely unconscious.

"I… must have really worried them.." Weiss whispered a little, smiling softly, before slowly laying back down and closing her eyes.

Everything was fine now.

She was safe.

And as she slowly fell asleep, a shadowy figure in the corner of the room slowly melted, the shadows revealing glimmering silver, before vanishing into thin air.

So yeah, its a little obvious who our mysterious shadow man was.

I'm doing a big play here with introducing that so early, but rest assured, Weiss isn't anywhere near ready enough to use that particular ability to its full potential. Yet.

The next chapter will finally be the conversation between Weiss and Jotaro, as well as a timeskip. But that chapter won't be for a while. As I said, next thing I update is Misericordia.

I hope I wrote ten year old Jolyne well. She's not quite like the Jolyne we all know and love yet. Being a kid and all.

Also yes. Weiss will use 'pincushions' as her signature threat from now on.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this chapter!