Chapter 4: The New Squad

Pyrrha and X-ray walked through the town during their moment of peace. Pyrrha was off from school and X-Ray was currently waiting for her next mission. X-Ray was taking Pyrrha out on her thank you dinner/ test date to see if Pyrrha would be interested in dating a girl.

"So Pyrrha...H-How was dinner?" X-Ray was still very nervous around Pyrrha, her quiet voice making it hard for her to talk clearly.

"It was very enjoyable. And you're very interesting. Joining an academy and passing at such a young age is very impressive." Pyrrha commented. She really did think that X-Ray, or Monika which was her real name, was impressive. She was a strong woman who made something of herself so early in life.

"W-Well it w-wasn't really that hard to pass a-and a-a and…" Monika was stuttering as her face turned to a bright shade of red. She had received compliments before, but from Pyrrha, they seemed different to her.

"Monika, just relax. No need to be so nervous. I had a wonderful time." Pyrrha responded, trying to calm Monika down. She was nervous the entire night, constantly tripping over her own words. It wasn't like it was a date, was it?

"S-Sorry Pyrrha, I'm just a-a little nervous b-because...U-Um…" Monika's face went blank as the blush remained on her face. Pyrrha reached over and put a hand on her arm in attempt to calm her down.

"Monika, relax. Everything is fine." Pyrrha assured, the two stopping in the sidewalk.

"I-I...Um...I've just uh...Never been out with um...Such...A...N-Nice person!" Monika nervously chuckled, trying to hide her clear anxiousness.

"Well, you're very nice too. I can't believe such a nice girl doesn't have a boyfriend yet." Pyrrha responded.

Monika gulped. "W-Well...I-...I-I...I...L-L-Like...G-Girls m-more...Then boys...Heh…" Monika felt as if she was going to break down and crumble on the spot. Pyrrha felt herself brighten up a bit hearing that. All she could think about now was the fact she just went out on a date with a girl. She never really considered dating a girl, but Monika was very sweet.

"Oh… you… like girls…" Pyrrha repeated, just trying to be sure.

"U-Umm...Yes..I...I like girls…" Monika confirmed, nodding her head.

"That's… nice… I guess…" Pyrrha replied, suddenly a little nervous herself. She wasn't quite sure about herself right now. Why was she so nervous? Pyrrha questioned "So… was this… a date?"

"A-A date!? I-I do-don't know...Did...You...DO you...Think it was?" Monika asked, her face turning redder by the second.

"I-i thought… we were just… h-hanging out…" Pyrrha responded. The whole situation was an emotional cluster fuck. Pyrrha had no idea how she felt at the moment. Monika was kind, and strong, and pretty… but Pyrrha didn't think she was into girls.

"...Yeah...Um….I…" Monika covered her face in embarrassment and looked away from Pyrrha.

"Maybe… we should call it a night… I need to think…" Pyrrha admitted. She had no idea what to do with herself right now. Yes, Monika was a very nice woman and very enjoyable to be around, but that didn't mean she wanted to date her, did she?

Monika nodded. "O-Okay...Yeah...Goodnight…" She then quickly made her way to the docks where their transport would be waiting for them. Pyrrha decided to keep walking around a little bit, giving herself some time to her thoughts.

O00000O00000O

Blackout laid across his couch in a pair of cotton shorts and a t-shirt, simply enjoying the silence he was getting since his kits had gone to bed. His wife, Jenna, was currently washing the dishes since she shooed him away to relax. Her and the kits had been overjoyed when he came home, learning that he was staying in the kingdom. He was just as happy to see them more often since he figured he'd be gone for long periods of time. Blackout sat up and looked at his wife, wearing a pair of black shorts with a grey shirt, her tail swinging lazily as she washed the dishes. He decided to give a quick whistle at her as he stared before complimenting her.

"Look at that cutie." Blackout complimented, chuckling a little after. That was his big secret to a happy marriage, always treat her like you did on a first date.

Jenna looked back at Blackout and smirked, shaking her head as she went back to doing the dishes.

"You're ridiculous sometimes, Mike. So, how's the new job?" Jenna asked, putting down a plate and looking back to her husband. Mike laid back down, putting his hands behind his head before speaking.

"It's decent. Pretty simple since it's just a little more high risk SWAT response. The people are interesting though… seems like a good number of them were plucked from prisons." Mike commented. Some of them really were, although a few more seemed like they needed to be in prison… or a mental institution.

"Oh? Well, I hope these people have the skill to do the job if they were in prison. Has anyone died yet?" Jenna asked. In his line of work, it wouldn't be surprising if a member of Mike's squad died in combat.

"I mean, some of them have their uses, not to sound like a total arse. Figured out one of the Mistralans has a kid. Figured I'd get to know him a little bit better, maybe arrange a playdate in the future with the kits if he checks out. What do you think?" Mike questioned, shutting his eyes and taking a deep breath. The Tower fellow seemed decent enough, so he figured he'd raise a decent kid.

"That'd be wonderful. Have you seen his kid yet?" Jenna asked. It would be nice if the kits had another friend to play with.

"Not yet. Figured I'd ask him next time I see him. You almost done in there?" Mike questioned.

"Yep, all finished." Jenna said as she walked to the couch and put her hands on his shoulders, rubbing them a bit. Mike made a happy groaning sound since Jenna always knew where he carried his stress.

"But the team seems solid. Tower, the Mistralan, seems like a good enough guy. Then there was Bullseye, Atlesian enough since he's kinda blunt. Excellent sniper though. The other Mistralan, Shocker, is a… how to put it nicely… bitch?" Mike chuckled. He knew that you had to be tough to do what they did, but there was a difference between being tough and being an arsehole.

"That must be fun. So there is a team from every kingdom, hm? Anyone else interesting?" Jenna asked, pressing down on Mike's shoulders. Mike made another happy groan, sitting up a little bit more so she could get more leverage on him.

"Yeah… there is. Let's see… there's Silence, he's from Vale. He's a curious guy. Doesn't talk… at all." Mike answered. He chuckled a bit, thinking about his newest friend on the team. Mike continued "Then there's little ol' X-Ray. Young kid, but she's smart and collected… when we ain't talking about her little crush."

"Oh, she's got a crush? Interesting? And who may this crush be, hmm? Another teammate?" Jenna giggled. Talking about crushes took her back to when she first met Mike.

"You know the Mistral Champion? Pyrrha Nikos?"

"Yeah, I've seen her before. Is that really who it is?" Jenna asked curiously.

"Yep. Goes to Beacon and X-Ray is practically head over heels for the girl." Mike chuckled.

"And I'm guessing this X-Ray has a lot of nervous breakdowns?" Jenna asked, pressing her thumbs into his back.

"Not breakdowns, but she trips on her own words constantly if you bring Pyrrha up. It's adorable. Oh Jenna… you know just where to dig." Mike groaned happily. He could feel his stress just melting away with her magic touch.

"I remember being just like her...So, anyone else interesting?" Jenna continued digging her thumbs into his back, getting the tight spots.

"There's one big mother… Heavy. The man's a behemoth with a drinking problem to match. Then there's Outlaw, guy is practically a robot. Taken a liking to the youngest Schnee though." Mike went on.

"The youngest Schnee? Weiss? Why would he take a liking to her? From what I've seen on television, she's an Ice Queen." Jenna spoke. She never was very fond of the Schnee Dust Company.

"Beats me. I try not to get into the mind of a psychopath since the guy has a screw loose." Mike commented. Outlaw seemed like a nice enough guy, but he was a little too mechanical to be a normal person.

"Hmm...Didn't you have a squad of four? What about the other two?" Jenna asked. She was indeed curious about the people Mike worked with. They seemed a lot more unique than what he used to work with.

"Well, I work with about… let's see… 15 other people? There's four of us from each kingdom. Everyone has something unique to bring to the table. Still haven't really met a few of them." Mike admitted.

"And the two others from Vale?"

"Well, it's Smoke. He's apparently military, but the bastad's attitude wouldn't say it. Cocky as hell. Then there's Smash. Haven't really chatted with the guy, but I've heard his record. A real bull rusher. Charges in with a bloody sledge hammer and sends guys orbital." Mike answered.

"...A sledge hammer? You work with the strangest people." Jenna said, shaking her head and putting her hands on her hips. Mike chuckled since he couldn't help but agree with her; he did work with strange people. He then grabbed Jenna by her hips and pulled her into his lap.

"Right as always, my dear." Mike commented. He then started kissing her neck, one hand instinctively starting to stroke her tail.

Jenna shivered as she wrapped her arms around Mike, kissing him deeply and pushing her body on his. Mike embraced Jenna, taking her onto her back. It had been a good while since they had been intimate, and now seemed as good a time as any. He broke the kiss and started working on her neck, pecking her again and again. His hands made their way to her hips, slowly starting to pull up her shirt. Jenna put her hands up so her shirt would slip off of her easily as her body rubbed against his. Mike brought his head down, kissing her stomach as he slowly pulled her shirt up. His thumbs brushed against her bra when he heard his scroll start vibrating.

"Bloody hell… you've got to be kidding me." Mike cursed as he had to pull himself away from his fox wife. He quickly found his scroll and answered it, granted with a bit of an annoyed tone. "Hello?"

"Blackout, this is Headmaster Silvia. We have a situation that requires your attention. Can you make it to Beacon?" Silvia exclaimed. Mike looked over to his wife, her shirt still pulled up and exposing her bra. Mike made a mental groaning noise as he rolled his head away from Jenna.

"Yeah… I'll be there…" Mike exclaimed, attempting to ignore his current situation.

"Hurry, please." And with that, the call ended. Jenna looked to Mike.

"You're leaving again?" She pouted.

"Unfortunately… duty calls. We'll try again another time." Mike sighed as he put his scroll down and started gathering his gear. He was used to calls like this, so he was ready in no time. He made one quick stop, giving Jenna a quick kiss before his goodbye. "Once I do, I promise… I'll make you scream so hard the neighbors will be calling the cops."

"You are a cop, honey." Jenna giggled and waved him off. Mike chuckled and rolled his eyes, stealing one more kiss before finally heading off to Beacon.

O00000O00000O

Both Smash and Flash were busy in the gym, the two doing their best to stay in shape. Smash, of course, being more in shape took more of the weights, at least 4 45 plates on each side. Flash couldn't help but notice that Smash had a very angry face and a twisted smile whenever he pushed up the weights. Smash finished his reps, bringing the weights up a final time before slamming them back. He shot up and flexed with a growl and a smile.

"That's the shit!" Smash bellowed, taking a second to admire himself in the mirror. He took care of his body, so he didn't see anything wrong with admiring his work.

"Man, you can lift a shit ton. How much can you do at max though?" Flash asked, putting his weights back and sitting up. He took the rag he kept with him and wiped his forehead of the sweat.

"My max is 405. But I can just do one rep." Smash answered as he took his spot back. Smash lifted the weights again, starting his work out. "So, got anything back home? Family? Kids? A girl? A guy?"

"A little brother. He's all I got other than my Grandparents. They're watching him." Flash said, standing up and stretching his arms.

"No relationships?"

"Do ex-girlfriends count?" Flash joked as he picked up a bottle of water and took a drink. Smash couldn't help but chuckle as he set his weights back down. Looks like both of them weren't the greatest in relationships.

"Sadly, no. Looks like we're in the same boat when it comes to companionship." Smash laughed as he grabbed his own bottle of water.

"Looks like it. Seems like women are into the cooler kids these days." Flash said, downing his water before throwing it away.

"Yeah, well-." Smash started before his scroll started buzzing. He grabbed it, seeing that it was Headmaster Ozpin calling. Smash chuckled before answering "Looks like it's time to go to work."

Just then, Flash's scroll began to buzz. "Right. Let's head out."

O00000O00000O

All of the teams gathered at Beacon in a small room that was turned into a briefing room for them. There were about 30 chairs in the room, 15 on each side and the teams were separated between defenders and attackers with Silvia giving the briefing about the entire mission.

"A group of White Fang operators have set up a bomb in a shipping warehouse in the Vale Docking area. We need the Assault team to head inside and clear the place out. They'll head out so that the defense team can secure the bomb and disable it. Reinforcements will most likely come, so Defense team, be prepared." Silvia went over the last of the sat and listened next to Tower, who seemed a little more interested in doodling in a notepad.

Curiosity got the better of him and he looked over, seeing that Tower was doodling a picture of Headmaster Silvia while she was giving the brief. To be honest, it was a damn near perfect drawing, just an artistic liberty taken on Tower's part to have her blouse open a button or two more.

"Not bad. Got a real talent there." Blackout pointed out quietly. Tower jumped a little bit, immediately closing his notebook, a bit embarrassed. He wasn't too keen on people looking at his drawings. Blackout chuckled "Might as well have drawn her shirt open."

"I… don't know what they'd look like…" Tower whispered back. A cough could be heard from ahead of them. Silvia was looking at them with her hands on her hips, giving them a glare. Tower felt his face go red while Blackout came up with something quick.

"Sorry ma'am, just excited about killing some White Fang scum." Blackout responded. The last thing they needed was to get bitched out, or for her to see the drawing.

"Right...Anyways, the assault team will be Shocker, Cluster, Blackout, Flash and Smash. Get prepared for the mission and head to the docks for transportation to the mission area. Good luck." Silvia told them as she returned to the other Headmasters. Blackout stood up and patted Tower on the shoulder, who still seemed to be in a bit of shock from the moment. The assigned members of the team headed for the gear storage, donning their weapons and equipment for the mission ahead.

Unbenounced to them, they were under a bit of an observation from a girl in a red hood. Ruby quickly turned and shot towards her room, ready to give her friends a report. She arrived quickly to her room, finding her teammates there and waiting.

"Guys! That team that's been staying here are going out again! They're getting all geared up and everything!" Ruby exclaimed. The team just stared at her for a minute for bursting into the room.

"Okay, Ruby. One more time, but slow it down." Blake stated as she closed her book and set it down.

"That team of cops or whatever are getting all geared up. It looks like they're going somewhere." Ruby explained slower for her team to understand. Yang immediately jumped from her bed and landed with a large thud.

"Then what are we waiting for?! Let's go!" Yang cheered.

"Are you really going to do this? I mean, a group of highly trained people are going to deal with the situation. Whatever the situation is." Weiss scoffed. That was a very true fact, plus the last time they got involved they didn't exactly do very well.

"Weiss is right, they are highly trained." Blake added.

"At least we'll actually be doing something though. And besides, who knows? They might need help." Ruby tried to reason.

"Ugh! This is going nowhere! I'm going!" Yang groaned before going to the door. She didn't make it very far since she immediately ran straight into one of the other members of the White Fang Task Force. Weiss immediately recognized Outlaw since she always had an uneasy feeling around him, but no one knew the other.

"Hello everyone. We're here to make sure that you don't try and join the mission." Outlaw stated calmly as he closed the door and pulled a chair in front of it. The unknown individual to the team waved at them with a smug smile. He had short blonde hair and looked very young, like about 18-20 years old.

"Hi everyone, I'm Smoke. The guy who had all the poisonous gas bombs when we last met." Smoke introduced.

"Poisonous gas? Don't tell me that you're here to gas us or something…" Ruby whimpered.

"He just said they're here to keep us from going, Ruby. He's not going to kill us." Weiss groaned in annoyance. Smoke looked at the girls around the room, but his eyes rested on Ruby. He smirked a little as he quickly looked her over, seeing she was young and cute, and very developed.

"Don't worry, Red, I won't do anything to you… unless you want me to." Smoke flirted, ending it with a wink.

Ruby raised an eyebrow when Weiss' face shriveled in disgust.

On the other side of the hall, two other members of the group stood by team JNPR's room. Silence, who never seemed to get out of his mission gear, gave the door a quick knock and waited with Trapper. The door opened and Lie Ren met the two individuals at the door.

The door opened and Ren peaked his head out. He looked at the two and raised an eyebrow. "Um...Hello."

Mute simply waved and walked in, immediately looking around and poking through drawers. The other occupants of the room simply looked at each other with raised eyebrows while the intruder invaded their privacy.

"Silence, we're supposed to guard them, not raid their room." Trapper said as he walked in, pinching the bridge of his nose. Silence looked over his shoulder at Trapper, then simply shrugged his shoulders and continued his raiding.

"Um, what are you doing here?" Jaune questioned, suddenly uneasy about the two individuals that were in their room.

"We're here to make sure you don't follow the assault team on their mission and not get involved like you were last time." Trapper answered.

"That makes sense. We didn't really help, as much as get in the way." Pyrrha pointed out.

"Yeah, but we would be one short of a teammate if not for you." Trapper said, referring to Pyrrha saving Monika. Pyrrha smiled and thought about that day. She saved Monika, but then she couldn't help but think about how close Monika was to motorboating her. The whole day was just… confusing.

"Yeah…" Pyrrha responded, sounding a little unenthusiastically.

"Anyways, we're just here to watch you until the assault team is finished." Trapper said, looking to Silence. Silence pulled open a drawer and pulled out a red thong, making the appropriate whistling sound as he held it up. Pyrrha immediately jumped at him, trying to get her underwear back.

"P-put those away! Pervert!" Pyrrha shouted as Silence held them over his head and out of her reach.

"Silence, come on, give the lady her undies back." Trapper sighed. Silence shrugged and lowered his hands, giving the red faced gladiator her underwear back. Pyrrha snatched her panties back, then slammed her fist into his nuts, dropping harder than a bag of bricks.

"This is going to be a long night." Jaune sighed.

O00000O00000O

Just outside of the warehouse, a team of four remained near some crates were keeping watch for any White Fang activity. One of the men who was watching had a pair of goggles on, as well as a kevlar helmet, staring at the front entrance, an automatic assault rifle pointed at the main door. Next to him was another man with a bald head and a cloth wrapped around his eyes. He didn't have his eyes on the door, but what made this man interesting was a pair of bat ears replaced his human ears. On the other side of the crate pile was a large, dark skinned man holding a shotgun, keeping his eyes on the rear exit of the building.

He wore sunglasses and a kevlar helmet, standing over someone else. The other person was a woman, also wearing sunglasses. She also had a black cap on, with her dark red hair braided and coming down from her neck and resting on her shoulder. She held a grenade launcher in her hands, keeping it aimed towards the door. They were the local units in the area that responded to the event who were quick enough to get there.

"I don't like this. Why haven't we gone in yet? Breacher, you got a clue?" the dark skinned man questioned. The fact they were basically being security even though they were the first responders was perplexing.

"Command said to wait for reinforcements. Something about an anti-terrorist team or something." The man dubbed Breacher responded. While he wasn't thrilled about sitting and waiting either, he sincerely wanted to get in there and ruin the White Fang's day.

"Sounds like we're just giving the White Fang time to get settled in. I agree with Fortress, I don't like this." The blindfolded man responded. He was using his superior hearing and focusing on the building, hearing them fortify and get set up. It wasn't a good sign.

"Then why don't we just get in there and kick their asses? It won't be hard. They're still setting up, and they won't expect us to come knocking at their door." The female said to her team. It was obvious that she was itching to get into the fight.

"You know the orders, Red. Sit and wait, and shoot anything that tries to come outside." The blindfolded man responded. It was clear tensions were start to boil just sitting around.

"C'mon, Echo, can't we...Whatever." Red sighed. This happened too often. They always had to wait for backup. It was the same thing every time. A robbery, a heist, a hostage situation. They always had to sit and wait. The man called Echo was about to say something when an airship flew towards the staging area where their backup was supposed to arrive.

"You think that's them?" Fortress questioned, glancing over his shoulder towards the landing airship.

"Probably. If not, then maybe things might get interesting from here." Breacher said, looking up to the airship. Either way, tonight was going to be exciting. The group waited for instruction over the radio until the On Scene Commander came over with instructions.

"All those positioned around the warehouse, there will be a group of individuals heading to the warehouse. We are not to intervene unless any hostiles come outside." The OSC exclaimed. The group groaned at the order, thinking that it was bullshit.

"You've got to be kidding me." Fortress groaned.

"Bullshit! Why can't we get in there? We're the best in Vale!" Red complained as she gripped her grenade launcher tighter in irritation.

"Well, the best on the police force. There's still those special forces guys with the gas masks." Breacher reminded Red. It was true though, they were the best team on the police force as of the moment. The four spotted the team that was heading in, using the available canisters for cover before finally reaching the building.

"Damn, these guys look professional." Fortress commented. All of them were decked out in weapons and high end gear.

"Doesn't matter if they look professional. They're probably gonna get their asses kicked." Red muttered, jealous of the team that is going in. Breacher just shook his head at Red's comment. They watched as the guy with the ski mask rappelled up the wall and hung upside down with a long rifle. The crept up the side of the building until they were hanging upside down looking into the long windows on the side. The other three individuals waited until the two snipers were in position. Them the largest one of them pulled a sledgehammer off of his back and reared it back.

"Is he… going to hammer through the wall?" Fortress questioned. That looked like what he was about to do, but no one would really do something like that, right?

"Yes, yes he is." Breacher deadpanned as the large man slammed the hammer into the wall, sending chunks of concrete flying around him. The other four started moving into the room, the man carrying the shield going first with a bright flash going off as he crossed the threshold. The next guy looked like he was carrying about 100 lbs of armor as he started blasting a large, heavy machine gun over the top of the shield. The rifleman started firing rounds through the window as the team continued pressing in.

"Are we really going to just sit here and let them do all the work?" Echo questioned, one of his bat ears twitching from all the sound going off inside the warehouse.

"Hey, if it means we get to go home sooner than later…" Breacher was about to finish before Red interrupted.

"Screw that. Let's get in there and back them up. We should at least have some fun while we're out here, right?" Red stated as she stood up and charged her assault rifle.

"You two can have fun with that. I'm not much of an attacker." Fortress commented as he leaned back against a canister. Echo sat silently, listening to the battle going on inside of the warehouse.

"Eh, might as well go in there. Didn't come here for nothin', right?" Breacher sighed as he stood up and grabbed one of his thermal charges. He grinned when he did pull it from his belt, looking towards one of the walls. "Watch my back Red."

Said woman nodded as the both of them snuck towards a wall on the opposite side of where the other team breached. Breacher placed the thermal charge on the wall and stood back a bit. He reached into his pocket and grabbed the detonator, gripping it before setting it off. The sides of the charge lit up, as if it was cutting the wall. Once the lit up sparks began to dissipate, the charge detonated, blowing through the wall. An explosion that would catch both the terrorists and other teams attention.

The team continued pushing, Blackout and Smash continuing to blast any White Fang that were up on the catwalks while Flash and Cluster handled the ones on the ground. The large explosion took most of the White Fang off their guard, turning to look at the new hole that was made in the wall. The two newcomers came in with force of action, blasting away at any White Fang that were unlucky enough to be within their sights. They naturally filled in with the rest of the team, since they were using similar tactics that they did, and proceeded to clear out the floor of the warehouse. Once the floor was cleared out, they started going up the stairs. Luckily, their designated marksman was able to keep the White Fang from blasting the others while they were on the stairs.

"So, what brought you two in here with us?" Smash questioned as he reloaded his machine pistol. Smash was having too much fun for a normal person, since blasting bad guys was one of his favorite things to do.

"We were bored." Red answered bluntly. It seems that Smash wasn't the only person having abnormal amounts of fun mowing down terrorists.

"Besides, if we let you guys have all the fun, then what was the point of even having us here anyways?" Breacher grinned as he went on. The explosives expert was a bit too exhilarated to be out in the field. It's been too long since anything interesting has happened with his team, so if he got a chance to be in the action again, he'd gladly step in.

"Oi! Let's stay focused on the job!" Blackout reminded as the White Fang barricaded themselves in the warehouse office. "Bloody hell. We need a way in through either the wall or door."

"Or both. Hit 'em on both flanks." Smash suggested.

"I suggest that you also choose a side where a turret isn't facing you. They have a mounted machine gun set up, aiming right at the door. They're just waiting for the smallest of movement before they light you up." Shocker informed them. She had eyes on the White Fang, but didn't want to take the chance for them to scramble and find new positions out of her line of sight.

"I have an idea. How about half of us breach through the wall, and the other come in through the walls to the outside, using ziplines." Breacher suggested. He still had two more thermal charges left to use.

"Sounds like better than any plan I've got. Smash, you and the cops head outside and hit them from there. Cluster, stay low and get one of those batteries on the door. Once you set that bastard off, Flash and I will blow through the wall. Shocker, keep their heads down. Don't be afraid to take their heads off if you can. Sound like a plan?" Blackout ordered. Everyone nodded as they started moving to get into position.

Cluster grabbed one of his cluster charges and pressed it against the door, locking it into place and pulling the pin. He gripped the detonator, waiting for everyone else to get into position. Flash followed Blackout and Breacher to the wall they were setting off, looking through the bulletproof glass of his shield. Meanwhile, Red followed Smash and the other cops outside, pulling her grenade launcher from it's holster.

"In position. Waiting on go." Red stated over the comm. Blackout looked over at Cluster, then gave a thumbs up. Cluster set off his charge, spitting grenades into the room and throwing desks and White Fang member pieces everywhere. Blackout set off his breaching charge and Red fired her specialized grenade. The grenade pierced the wall and then explodes, making a door sized hole in the wall. Flash pushed into the room and saw that a few more White Fang were standing, or at least attempting to. He turned his shield on its side to use it as a stabilizer, taking single shots and hitting the heads of the White Fang members.

Blackout fired over him at the other White Fang members, taking several of them out. The entire office was a kill box, but one White Fang managed to crawl to the machine gun that was set up. Luckily, Cluster was watching the machine gun and started unloading on the terrorist before they could do any damage. It was a firefight lasting about a minute, blood and bodies everywhere, but also the bomb that was reported in the warehouse. Blackout walked up to the bomb and pulled off the defuser he had on his back. The bomb was defused quickly and the building was secured. The teams started leaving the warehouse when they were stopped by the Police On-Scene Commander.

"Special Forces, phone call for you." The Commander exclaimed as he held out a phone to the group. Blackout took the phone as the Commander went to Red and Breacher. "You two. What the hell were you thinking!?"

"Uh, it's kind of obvious." Red sighed. "We were helping the Special Forces guys complete their mission, while actually doing something at the same time. We've been on our asses for too long. At least let us have this."

"I don't get why it's such a big deal. No one died...Well, no one on our side died. And we made the mission go by faster. Why you're shouting at us instead of thanking is confuses me." Breacher deadpanned as he crossed his arms and shook his head at the Commander. Echo and Fortress joined the group, wondering what all the screaming was about.

"You disobeyed direct orders to stay clear. It's blatant disrespect for authority!" Commander continued screaming.

"Well, maybe we're tired of being ordered to wait for other people to do our jobs. We're better than half of the cops here!" Breacher snarled at the Commander. He clenched his hands into fists as Red spoke up.

"Maybe if we were sent into the situation more often instead of being useless, we wouldn't be having this argument!" Red shouted back and pointed her finger in the Commander's face.

"You're out of line! I want you back at the precinct!" The Commander barked. He was tired of listening to the insubordination and he was going to deal with it right then and there.

"Sir, can you please stop screaming? It's a tad… unprofessional." Echo requested. The downside of having extremely powerful hearing, loud sounds became very loud, almost deafening.

"I don't want to hear it from you, Bat Boy! Why didn't you stop them!?"

"I didn't see them leave."

Fortress and Echo both chuckled, which only pissed off the Commander more. Flash was tired of watching this screaming match, so he decided to step in.

"Alright, enough! I'm getting tired of the bickering. Listen, these two stepped in to help us. We would have been in there a lot longer if they didn't breach behind the enemy and tear through them. And, without their charges, we'd still be trying to find a way inside the office. If anything, these two deserve medals, not punishment." Flash then turned to Red and Breacher. "And while you may have been helpful, you could have at least gave us a warning. I was about ready to shoot up the hole you made when you came through."

"Fine! If you think they're that good, then take them! They're more trouble than they're worth!" The Commander barked as he walked away. Blackout handed the Commander the phone and rejoined the group.

"Does that mean we're getting transferred too?" Fortress questioned. Echo simply shrugged and waited to see what was going to happen.

"So, discussed the situation with our employer. They're impressed with your actions and abilities. They would like you to join us in our mission against the White Fang." Blackout announced. He was also impressed with the skills that he had seen. They were powerful breachers and responded to orders well, so they would be an easy addition to the team.

"Besides, they aren't afraid to get their hands dirty either. Welcome aboard." Flash said as he opened his arms as a welcoming gesture.

"Well, at least this job is more interesting." Red chuckled as she lightly punched Breacher's shoulder, who chuckled with her.

"And we don't have to deal with that prick either. So it's a win win."

"I vote we go out and drink!" Smash cheered. "First commission check cleared, so the drinks are on me!"

"Another time, mate. Got a wife and kids back home." Blackout chuckled as he shouldered his weapons.

"I bet he wants to wake the wife with a bit of fun. Good luck, Old Man." Fortress chuckled.

The teams started making their way to the airship that would bring them to Beacon, and towards another step in taking on the White Fang.

Chief: There you have it! The next chapter of RWBY: Siege! Apologies for the wait.

Delta: Exams 'n shit are a bitch to deal with. But still, it's good to have another chapter out, just to let you guys know we're still working on it. Even if it takes a while.

Chief: So thanks for hanging on, and more will come in time. Until next time!