A/N: Hello everyone, Fans of RWBY and Loyal Readers of my Stuff. You are all probably confused as to seeing this, well this is actually a revamped version of Team SWAN, a story that I started two or three years ago. RWBY has been rough lately, going through various issues with plot and what not. But I've liked everything so far, and Volume 6 is so far way better than Volume 5 was. So, I decided to revamp this story a bit and add new elements to it as well as changing the plot a bit to fit with the new RWBY narrative. I've decided to start this story differently, rather than starting it at Volume 1, I'm going to start it at Volume 2. Most likely the day of Team RWBY and Team JNPR's food fight. The premise will be the same, if you've read the first renditions of Team SWAN which I will be leaving up. Some of the stuff from the original Water Trailer has been reused, but it is all completely revamped for the most part. So, if you are into RWBY, I hope you stick around, I'm going to be writing this slowly as I am working on Danganronpa stuff right now, so I hope you like what you see, and if you don't, then that's fine too. See you all later.

Team S.W.A.N.

The Water Trailer

I was born in a drouth year. That summer

my mother waited in the house, enclosed

in the sun and the dry ceaseless wind,

for the men to come back in the evenings,

bringing water from a distant spring.

veins of leaves ran dry, roots shrank.

And all my life I have dreaded the return

of that year, sure that it still is

somewhere, like a dead enemys soul.

Fear of dust in my mouth is always with me,

and I am the faithful husband of the rain,

I love the water of wells and springs

and the taste of roofs in the water of cisterns.

I am a dry man whose thirst is praise

of clouds, and whose mind is something of a cup.

My sweetness is to wake in the night

after days of dry heat, hearing the rain. -Wendell Berry~

xxx

It was a cool night in the city of Vale. Everyone was excitedly preparing for the Vytal Tournament, which would be hosted by Vale this year. The night was crisp and cool, citizens could be seen walking around, despite how late it was. This didn't seem to bother a lone young man, who was taking a stroll through the city. It was something he had been doing for awhile, when he wanted to clear his mind.

He was a rather tall young man, standing at about five feet, ten inches in height. His face was covered, as he was wearing a snow white cloak, with accents of blue running through it. The lower edges of the cloak were torn and frayed, but the symbol at the center of it was very visible. A single rose bloom, stitched to the center of it with crimson red thread, a bright green stem coiled downward, several small thorns coming from it. He was wearing a long sleeved shirt, which was a light blue in color. Over it, he was wearing a chest plate, which acted as some light armor. He wore a pair of leather braces on his arms, which bore no markings on them, along with some blue leather gloves, which were dark blue in color. He was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans, with matching armored boots.

Around his waist, he was wearing a belt. This belt had two holsters attached to it, which housed his personal weapons. There was a pouch strapped to his leg which contained his magazines, filled with dust ammunition for both guns. Attached to his waist, was a larger holster, which contained his primary weapon. It was attached to his belt, and hung loosely from his back, being completely covered from the back by his cloak. A long silver, black tipped tail was flicking around, slightly shorter than the cloak, being hidden almost entirely by it. He was only seventeen years of age, and had lived in Vale for most of his life. He was confident enough to be walking around the city at night without bringing any issues to himself. Of course he would always be able to defend himself regardless.

He paused briefly, having heard something coming from a nearby alleyway. His bright sapphire eyes shown lightly in the streetlight, as he peered into the dark through street. A soft muffled scream filled his ears, along with sounds of a struggle. He slowly turned on his heel, walking in the direction of the sounds. As he approached, he could hear the sounds of people. He didn't know if they were fighting, but he could tell one of them was struggling. His eyes caught sight of the culprit, a large man who was holding a young girl up against a dumpster, hidden by the shadow of the building.

"Oh come on baby...you won't feel a thing. I bet you're pretty lose from all of that partying you do."

"Get away from me you creep! Someone Help!" the woman cried, only for her mouth to be covered. She stiffened a bit when she heard the sound of a gun being cocked.

"If you don't want me to blow your brains out, you'll do as I say. Will you be lenient?" the man asked angrily, earning a scared nod from the woman.

"Good. I'm sure you'll see things my way soon."

"Hey asshole."

The man looked up in surprise, quirking a brow at the lone figure standing in the alley. The light of the moon was cast on the wall, his cloak partially visible. One thing he could see in the darkness was the piercing blue eyes. He chuckled a bit, raising his gun up.

"What do you want kid? Can't you see I'm busy here?" he asked.

"Let the girl go, and you may live." he said firmly.

"What?"

"You heard me...I'm giving you an ultimatum. You let the girl go, and I won't splatter your brains onto the floor. We can do it the easy way or the hard way, you're choice." the young man replied.

"Hah...you think you're being a hero. Go fuck yourself...better yet, I'll give you a go at this piece of ass. I'll hold her down and you ram her, it'll be worth your while." the man said, a grin on his face. The cloaked boy sighed, reaching for his hips, drawing his one of his Beretta M9a3's from his holster. He flicked the safety off, having already loaded a round in the chamber.

"I'm giving you a chance to live...take it." he said. The man hissed, grabbing a hold of the woman, holding her as a shield.

"You gonna shoot now?" he asked. The young man aimed his gun at the ground, pulling the trigger. The young woman screamed in fear, not expecting the loud gunshot.

"Seriously...you're all bark and no bite. As if a warning shot is gonna scare me."

"Who said anything about it being a warning shot?" the boy said with a smirk. He snapped his fingers, the bullet he fired burst, turning into an orb of water. With a flick of his wrist, he flung the orb at the man, causing it to burst against his face. The woman slipped from his grasp, allowing the hooded man to spring forward.

He kicked off the wall, aiming a kick at the man who rose his arms to block it. The cloaked boy jumped back, as the Assailant fired his Dust Revolver at him, hoping to hit him. He ducked behind a dumpster, dropping to a knee as he focused on the puddle next to the man.

"Come out kid, you can't hide in the dark forever. I'm gonna shoot you, find that whore and have a go at her. Why not join me?" he asked with a sneer.

Using his Water Semblance, he took control of the puddle nearby forming spears out of it. The man cried in pain as he fell back, allowing the young man to spring forward. He fired several bullets at the man, before delivering a firm kick to him. His body glowed briefly, crackling as his aura was fully drained. He fell to the ground, only to be met with a barrel to the face.

"I could splatter your brains on the ground right now. No one would care, no one would miss you. You are a piece of shit, the next time we cross paths, I won't be as forgiving. Go." he hissed. The man gathered his gun and took off, running like his life depended on it. The young man sighed, placing his gun back in his holster.

"Are you alright miss?" he asked, turning around to see the woman that had been assaulted. His eyes widened a bit when he saw the visible bruise on her eye. He also noticed a pair of white antlers coming from the top of her head, a Doe Faunus, one that he had seen before.

"I'm fine...thank you for helping me sir. I thought no one would come...no one cares about a dumb faunus like me." she said softly. The boy frowned, grabbing a hold of his hood, pulling it down.

He was a handsome boy, with spiky silver hair and pointed feline ears, sitting atop his head. There were a bit bigger than a normal Cat Faunus, and slightly more pointed. They were surrounded by a mass of silver fur and tipped with black fur. His hair was silver had flecks of blue running through it, spiky bangs falling over his eyes. He had a deep scar across his face, from his right brow, over the bridge of his nose to his right cheek, one he had gotten from a battle long ago. He had light violet markings under his vibrant eyes, one being bright blue, the other being a brilliant amber in color.

"You're a faunus?" she asked softly.

"Mhmm...I agree...some humans do detest faunus. But I know a few that are wonderful people. Don't let that one bastard let you judge them all entirely. And be careful walking out at night...would you like me to walk you home?" he asked. She shook her head, grabbing her discarded purse from the floor.

"No no...I'm perfectly fine. I'll just...go to the nearby Diner and call a friend. Would you mind sharing your name?"

"It's Sora. I suppose it's a pleasure to meet you miss. Be careful alright? Don't stay out too late, sleaze balls love praying on young women. Maybe carry a knife or something." he said, rubbing his neck. She nodded, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you...we need more heroes like you out here." she said, giving him a wave. He shook his head a bit, raising his hood as he fought off the light flush on his cheeks.

"Nice one slugger...when can I expect kids?" a peppy voice said, filling his ear. He started walking forward, pressing a finger against his ear.

"Argo, now is really not the time. Mind telling me why you are calling me now of all times?" he hissed, glancing around. He heard the girl chuckle on the other end of the line. He was trying to find her, to no avail.

"I just wanted too inform you. Our operatives were able to get us the inside scoop. The Curator of the Moazagoatl Museum of Fine Arts and Rare Jewels moved the Beryl to Vale. It arrived two days ago and its currently on display, you still wanna go after it?" she asked, earning a small smirk from the boy.

"We've been planning this for months, let's do it." he said, earning a giggle from the young woman.

"Excellent, I already sent directions to your Scroll, along with a Change of Clothes. It's marked on your map, godspeed Sora."

Sora said nothing as he drew his black scroll from his pocket. He pulled the device open, staring at the see through screen. The map of Vale appeared on it after a second, highlighting the road that would lead straight to the Museum. He started moving towards the blinking dot, before anything, a change of clothes was in order.

It didn't take him long to reach the area that Argo had marked for him. He took off his belt, setting it aside as he pulled out the bag from behind the dumpster. He carefully undid his cloak, folding it and placing it inside the bag. He took off his armor and placed it down beside him, taking off his shirt as well. He replaced it with a plain black shirt, donning his armor once more. Once he placed his gloves back on, he attached the Vembrace that was located inside the bag. It was a device that he had created himself, a Hook shot, and a rather useful tool in his arsenal.

He exchanged his pants for a pair of black ones, placing his boots over them. He attached his belt to his waist, making sure his weapons were fully loaded. He left his primary weapon behind, knowing it would just be a hindrance to his movement. The last thing he put on was a black cloak, which clashed well with the rest of his outfit. He had effectively made it harder to be seen at night, especially in the now closed museum. Once he was done, he pulled out a mask from inside the bag, placing it in his fanny pack. He drew the hood over his head, kneeling down next to the dumpster.

"Argo, I've changed clothes. Send Lumina in for retrieval."

"Understood." she said. He could hear typing on the other end, most likely preparing for what they were about to do. He was several streets away from the Museum. Once the car had passed by, he dashed forward, moving as fast as he could.

The clouds above rumbled loudly, small droplets of rain falling down from the heavens. Sora smirked a bit, as the rain would definitely aid in this endeavor.

"Heh...the weather report turned out to be right. This rain will definitely be helpful. Are you happy you have a Water Semblance now?" Argo asked, earning a chuckle from the boy, who knelt down next to building. He was one street away, and decided to take a bit of a breather.

"Of course I am. Though I wish my old man was around to show me what I can do with it. He only had partial control of it, but I think mine is different. I can control all forms of water, increase the pressure of a water bubble, form it from thin air and even turn into water. I'm convinced it's magic."

"Now now, you know magic is just a tale of old. Magic isn't real, but Semblances like these are rare. Be glad about that, at least it isn't like my Semblance...mine is totally useless."

"It is not...Mirages are really cool. Not to mention they have saved our asses many times in the past. Let's just focus on this mission for now." Sora said, earning a humph from Argo on the other line.

The boy waited for a few other cars to pass by, before making his way slowly across the street. The museum entrance was locked tight, large iron gates barring entrance. It was a large, three story building, around 4 thousand square feet or so. He had snuck inside this place before, but it was to avoid paying the entrance fee. This time it was different. The museum stuck out like a sore thumb, a large limestone building, shining bright against the pale lights. Large parlor style windows and other forms of Atlas Architecture could be seen. Rising columns, and stone structures that looked like they were from an old forgotten era. Normally, someone would have to scale the gates, but Sora could easily get through them. He activated his semblance, passing right through the gates. He continued moving forward, avoiding some of the guards currently doing their rounds outside.

"Argo, I'm in position." he said softly, shifting back to his normal form. He was hiding behind a large stone outcrop, attached to the stairs that lead up to the museum proper. Several green shrubs were surrounding the area, giving him a good hiding place.

"Copy that Sora. I was looking over the blueprints for the museum and I found several points of entree. The thing is, it's heavily secured on the inside. Cameras, heat sensors, the whole shebang. On top of that, the Golden Beryl is kept in a glass case, sealed from the outside elements. The case itself has a heat sensor, so if someone tries to steal it, it will sound the alarm, on top of that, there are lasers protecting the case at all times, making it nigh impossible to get." she said. Sora chuckled and shook his head.

"Nigh impossible you say? Seems like a fun time to me." he muttered.

"If your so sure. There might be some guards too...I take it your prepared to handle those?" she asked.

"I wouldn't be here if I wasn't prepare would I?" he replied, a smirk on his lips. He heard his friend sigh, rapidly typing something.

"Alright, there should be a ventilation shaft nearby. That will be your main point of entree. Taking that will bring you to Sub Corridor B."

He turned his body into water and passed through the grate. Once on the other side, he allowed himself to solidify, and started crawling through the shaft.

"Good, keep heading fore nine meters. You'll come to an intersection, turn east and head down that shaft, you'll be right at Sub Corridor B." she said.

"Got it. Moving out." he muttered, quietly moving forward down the shaft.

He steadied his breathing so he wouldn't make so much noise. It was bad enough that his armor was already scraping against the shaft. He reached the corridor and looked around, the hallway was dark, but the emergency lights were on, giving him a bit of light to work with. The grate came out a few feet above the floor, nothing he couldn't handle. He grabbed some rope from his pocket, and tied a metal arrow head onto it, which he slammed through the metal part of the shaft. He tied the other end to the grate and slowly pushed it open, using the rope to quietly lower it to the ground.

"I seized control of the security cameras. Their running the loop of the first two hours, you have 45 minutes. Possibly less if they figure out its a tape."

"Copy that Argo. I've come to an intersection, where's the Sacred Gem?" he asked, looking around. The museum was grand on the inside, marble floors, oak benches with the softest material, and in other areas, the floors were covered in Vacouan carpets sown out of the finest silk. It really smelled like a rich man's wonderland.

"Next hallway, go fore fifteen meters, you'll come to another intersection. Cut across the dinosaur exhibit, it will lead you to the Ice Age exhibit. From there take another hallway and you'll come to a stairwell."

"Roger dodger."

"Really? I hate it when you say that." Argo replied, making the teen laugh.

"You hate it when I say a lot of things. Uh oh, I got bogeys in front of the Dinosaur exhibit." he said, ducking behind a wall. He panted a bit, his cerulean eyes locked on the security guards.

True to his word, three security guards were walking around. Each of them had a dust rifle, making it even harder to sneak past them. Sora could most likely sneak by them, but that came with risks. In the offset that he got caught, he could take damage from their lightning dust. It would be worse if they had a usable aura, that would make it even more challenging. He heard sounds of a keyboard on his ear-bud, meaning Argo was coming up with something. He saw one of the camera's turn their way, the flashing dot was off, meaning it wasn't recording.

"Alright from here it seems like they have Lightning Dust ammunition. It's the typical rounds guards use to subdue an intruder. It seems like they got a few spare magazines, six in total, or two per person. They also have stun batons, which could be useful should you acquire one. There's a gargoyle statue to your immediate right, I'll keep an eye on them and give you the go ahead. When I do, Zip line to it. You should be hidden from their line of sight." she said.

"Affirmative." he muttered quietly. He checked his wrist watch. Thirty five minutes left. He tightened the knob on his vembrace, preparing his zip line. He kept himself pressed against the wall, waiting for the signal.

"So did you hear what happened to the boss's daughter?" one man asked.

"No I haven't...care to explain?"

"Sure. Apparently, she lost control of her emotions and ended up blowing up the other museum's Gem Showcase. Her semblance lets her control Air, but she can't control it when she's pissed off. Apparently, one of the kids that had bumped into her on opening day was a faunus."

"What's wrong with that? She hates faunus?"

"With a passion. She says Faunus are a gift from the Devil himself, and that anyone who associates with them should burn in hell. Not only that, but they should be tossed into the streets to live with the Plebs. Little cunt she is. Anyway, the Golden Beryl will get moved back to Atlas in a few days, when the museum up there is fixed." the first man said. Sora grit his teeth, clenching his fist.

"Moazagoatl, I swear I wanna punch that girl in the face. Who the hell does she think she is? Shouting stuff like that, in front of a kid no less? God, I wish I could wipe that stupid look off her damn face." Sora thought, eyeing a framed picture of the Moazagoatl Heiress across from where he was standing.

"Now Sora!"

He shook himself out of his musings and dashed around the corner, lifting his right arm. He took aim and fired the Zip line, which embedded itself in the Gargoyle's face. He gave it a tug and it pulled him up. He flipped over it expertly landing on top of it. He yanked the hook from the statue, pressing the center button on his brace to wind it up. He saw three other Gargoyle's in the room, making him smile.

"Man, I love silent take downs." he muttered quietly to himself.

He shot the zip line to the other side of the room and swung over to it, making sure to avoid the guards. Landing on top of it, he glanced down at the lone guard. It seemed as if he wasn't interested in the conversation the other two were having, making him a perfect target. Sora drew a small blow dart gun from his fanny pack and took aim. The Guard looked to the right,exposing jugular vain, giving the Wolf Faunus the shot he needed. When he did, he used his Zip line to lower himself to the ground, stopping the man from falling and making a loud thud.

He extracted the dart from the man's neck and dragged him behind one of the displays. He grabbed the man's rifle and swiftly took it apart, using his Water Semblance to crush the parts. He took the lightning rounds and stuffed them in his pocket, you never knew when you'd need them. He grabbed the man's stun rod and shot up into the rafters, crouching down over the large showroom.

"Hurry up Sora. You got Twenty Five minutes before all of this shit gets discovered!" Argo cried, making the boy cringe at the sudden loudness of her voice.

"I know, I know." he muttered. He grabbed one of the rounds he had picked up and dropped it. It spun around as it fell, hitting the floor with a metallic clang. The other two guards went to investigate the sound of the noise.

"Yo, Fred was that you?" one asked, looking carefully around the room.

"Dude, I think he's taking a piss...I don't see him." the other replied. The first bent down, picking up the lightning bullet, looking at it oddly.

"The hell?" he muttered.

"Find something?"

"Yeah, an ejected bullet...the idiot probably dropped it." the first guard said, shaking his head.

Sora took his chance and dropped down behind them. He used the Stun rod to bash the first in the back of the skull, eliciting a cry of shock and pain from him. He dashed in front of the second man who tried grabbing his gun to fire, only for it to fly out of his hand. Sora delivered an uppercut to him, sending him flying. He doused him with a bit of water and then turned on the stun rod, giving him the shock of his life. The man dropped to the ground in a heap, pulsing from the electricity, his aura disappearing. He felt the other man throw a punch at him from behind, and moved his head slightly to dodge, seeing the fist fly by his face. He quickly grabbed it and flipped the man over his back, slamming him into the ground, with a twist, his arm was broken.

He howled in pain before getting kicked in the jaw, effectively knocking him out. He grabbed the man's ID card and stuffed it in his pocket. He dashed across the showroom and made his way to the Ice Age exhibit. He panted a bit, looking back at the scene, a small smile on his face.

"I so simply love those take downs. Feel bad for that guy though, he's gonna need a lot more than ice for that arm." he thought to himself, as he made it into the other hall, panting a bit.

"That was a close one. If they opened fire, this whole thing could have gone to hell."

"Well it's gonna go to hell soon. You got twenty minutes to get the Golden Beryl or else we might as well abandon the mission."

"There's no way in hell I'm abandoning the mission. I just heard a bit of the conversation between the guards. The Golden Beryl is only staying in Vale for a few more days before it goes back to Atlas. I can't afford to waste my time searching for it again and let this plan go to waste. We have to pull this off tonight, and I hope you can back my ass up."

"Ugh...Fine. I'll back you up, but this goes against my codename. I can't be a Rat if I'm in jail." she said firmly, earning a sigh from the wolf faunus.

"Alright, I'm at the stairway...what now?" he asked, glancing around in case there were other guards.

"Take it all the way to heaven."

"Goddamn it Argo, I'm being serious."

"Hehe, take it all the way up. It should take you to a service hallway for employees. Head down it for ten meters, you'll come across a door that leads to a storage room. There's a ventilation shaft in there that will take you exactly above the display case. Fifteen Minutes."

"Got it. Moving in now." he muttered, moving up the stairway as quiet as he could. He opened the door, running smack into a guard. Sora reacted quickly, catching him by surprise. The man impacted the wall so hard, he actually dented it. Sora cringed a bit, seeing the man's body crumple to the floor, his aura crackling a bit as it disappeared. He groaned in pain, but otherwise didn't wake. He continued moving, finding the door soon after. He tried opening it, frowning when he found out it was locked.

"Shit, the doors locked. Its gonna take me a few minutes to pick the lock." he said. He heard a sigh on the other end, along with more typing, before it came to a halt.

"Alright I was able to fully disable the security system, so the guards are blind. That should buy you five, maybe ten extra minutes so make use of them. The Bullhead will be arriving at 12:55 not a minute later. Get it?"

"Got it."

Sora dug in his boot, pulling out his lock picking kit. He pulled out the torsion wrench and his snake rake from the small pouch. He knelt down, placing the torsion wrench in the keyhole, followed by the snake rake. He started moving the rake back and forth, trying to see if he could align the pins.

"Man, they use all their money to buy a fancy building and add all this cool shit, yet here they are using Pin and Tumbler locks for their doors. The fools." he thought.

After a few minutes, he heard a small click and turned the torsion wrench all the way around. Successfully unlocking the door, he pushed it opened, extracting his tools from the lock and closing the door behind him. He placed a large crate behind it, in case anyone felt like entering the room. He looked around, finding the vent Argo had mentioned. It was above him, something that he didn't mind. He grabbed a nearby stool and placed it underneath the vent. He pulled the grate off and jumped into the shaft, grasping onto the edge before pulling himself up with little effort.

"I'm in the shaft Argo. How far do I go?" he asked.

"About Six meters. It will be directly above the display."

He nodded to himself and kept shimming through the shaft, making sure his armor wasn't scraping the metal. Some minutes later, he reached the ending of the shaft. He took off the grate and pulled it into the shaft, instead of letting it fall. He peeked into the room, the only one fully lit up. There, in the center of the room hidden under glass was the Golden Beryl. It was a beautiful gem stone, which glittered like a diamond. It was cut in the shape of a tear drop, and a small lightning bolt could be seen in the very center of it. He felt his lips slowly parting into a toothy grin.

"I'm going in Argo." he said.

"Be careful, remember all of the security around it."

"Yeah yeah." he muttered back.

He reached for his fanny pack, pulling out a small can. He popped the cap off and shook it, then he sprayed a generous amount of its contents into the room. Thin red lasers could be seen surrounding the glass box. He clicked his tongue, an idea popping into his mind. He pulled out some refined White No.7. It was an experimental type of dust, made by combining various elements together. When combined with aura, it would turn anything into glass, in this case his water. He used his Semblance to create a large cylinder made of water, which was hollow on the inside, enough for it to be slipped over the glass container holding the gemstone. He took some of the white dust and used his aura to activate it.

In a flash of blue, the water hardened into clear glass. He carefully lowered it over the other case, making all of the laser reflect away from it, but not enough so that they would be tripped by something else. He hooked his zip line into his belt and lowered himself over the display. He pulled a special glass cutting compass, which he stuck onto the glass, he pressed the sharp end into the glass and started cutting the glass. Once it was cut, he lifted the circular piece of glass and stuck his hand into the display, pulling out the Golden Beryl. He replaced it with a small rock, which had the ID he had stolen attached to it. He chuckled a bit as he carefully placed it on the pedestal, hoping the weight wouldn't trigger the alarm. Once he was done, he put his zip line in reverse and pulled himself back into the shaft. He snapped his fingers, letting his water return to its liquid state. He absorbed it back into his body, now that it was free of the glass dust. He placed the gem stone in a special pouch that was secured onto his coat.

"Item acquired, heading back now." he muttered.

"Acknowledged. Hurry up, you got ten minutes until pick up."

Sora decided to get his hustle on and hurried back into the store room. He pushed the create out of the way and slightly opened the door, he saw a few guards checking on the man that was still slumped against the wall. He grit his teeth.

"Shit, the exit is compromised, I need a new exit."

"There isn't a way to exit from where your at. You need to head back into the previous hallway and out the West Side window."

"Well I can't do that. There's four guards outside, all heavily armed. I'm pretty sure they found the others, it won't be long until the alarm is tripped."

A loud beeping noise started filtering through the entire building. He grit his teeth, cursing himself a bit.

"Never mind, it's been tripped." he deadpanned, as the fire alarms started blaring, the lights blinking rapidly.

"Well, throw subtlety into the wind. You need to get out now or you'll be in deep shit."

"Man, and I was having so much fun. Oh well, guess I'll have to ditch this sweet ass outfit after this."

He grabbed a White Fang face mask and put it on, using it to hide his features. He made sure his hood was securely on so no one caught his hair color or other features. He smirked and kicked the door open ad hard as he could, making it slam into the wall on the other side of the hallway. The guards all rose their guns, taking aim at the doorway, all of them shouting things and getting ready for a fight. Sora walked out, a smirk on his face.

"It's the White Fang!" one shouted.

Sora said nothing tossing two black canisters onto the floor. They hissed loudly as soon as they hit the ground, bursting into a thick cloud of smoke. The guards started shooting blindly into the smoke, missing their target every time. Sora booked it to the nearest hallway, running as fast as he could. A guard blocked the hallway, making him run faster. He ducked to the side, avoiding the hail of gunfire. Using the wall as a spring board, he slammed his fist against the man's jaw, knocking him out cold. He fell into a roll, quickly breaking into a sprint.

He finally saw the window, and smirked forming a water ball in his hand. He infused it with some Ice Dust, freezing it instantly. He threw the ball as hard as he could at the window, breaking it instantly. He continued running, jumping out of the window, hooking his Zipline to the window sill, allowing gravity to bring him down into the shrubs. He sliced the line clean off his brace, ducking into the shrubs. The rain was still coming down hard, so for now he'd use it to his advantage.

He turned his body into water, making it so he'd look practically invisible from every angle. He ran through the gates, just as the police showed up, and started running into the museum, shouting things about the possible theft of the Golden Beryl. He kept running, slipping into the alleyway. He reached another open street, where the bullhead was waiting for him. He ran up the cargo bay and closed the doors, turning back into his solid form.

"Alright Argo, lets move it." he said loudly.

"Roger. We're ready for lift off." she said loudly. Soon enough, the large airship took off, heading toward the South part of Vale. Sora broke into laughter, cheering loudly.

"Yeah, holy shit that was such a rush." he said. He started taking off his clothes, tossing them into a pile next to him. He grabbed the backpack that Argo had tossed him, pulling out his spare change, quickly redressing. Once his white cloak was secured, he grabbed his wet clothes, using some Fire Dust to light them on fire, before tossing them into the streets below.

"Man, another awesome outfit is ruined. I should really be careful with my clothes. It's not like I make a lot of money doing this shit." He mused, shaking his head a bit. He rolled his shoulders a bit, his wolf ears twitching slightly. He glanced over his shoulder, watching Argo pressing a few buttons.

Argo put the bullhead on auto pilot and headed into the cargo bay. She was a girl of sixteen, with auburn colored hair. She had two round ears atop her head, which twitched a bit every now and then. She had soft features, bright auburn eyes, a small button nose and full lips. She had painted red whisker marks on her cheeks, further emphasizing her persona of The Rat. She was wearing a tan cloak, with a few designs on it, underneath she wore a plain white under shirt, showing off her nice bust. She was wearing a tan skirt, with matching white stockings and heeled boots.

"So, let me see it."

"Damn, eager already?" he asked.

"Well duh, all of those weeks of careful planning almost gone to waste, I want to at least hold the damn thing. So cough it up." she said. He rolled his eyes and reached into his pocket. He started feeling around, eyes widening.

"Oh shit, oh no...I can't believe this shit!" he cried in anger.

"What...don't tell me you tossed it when you burned your clothes." she said, a look of horror on her face. He reached into his sleeve, holding the Golden Beryl in his hand, giving the girl a grin.

"I can't believe it doesn't glow." he said, earning a growl from Argo, who punched him in the arm with all of her strength.

"You ass clown! I thought you'd lost it, dickhead, don't pull that shit with me." she cried, swiping the gem from his hand. She held it up, looking into its center.

"Sorry, I had to do it. Beautiful isn't it? I hear with this, you can power an entire city for Sixteen years on end. But with what I want it for, it should last me a life time." he said.

"What do you want it for?" she asked curiously.

"Well, I want to use them ti amplify my Semblance. I can make electric water clones with this thing. And if I find the Clear Goshenite, I'll be able to control them with Energy." he said with a smile.

"Well, sadly I haven't been able to track down the Goshenite yet. But I was able to track down two more gem stones, the Azure Morganite and the Almandine Ruby."

"Oh? You found both?"

"Mhmm...as you know, the Azure Morganite is made of concentrated Ice Dust, and was found in a Schnee Dust Mine 45 years ago. It's become a precious jewel to the Schnee Family. It is also used as a teaching tool in the Academies." Argo said, opening her scroll, reading the information she had jotted on the jewel.

It was a beautiful gem, glittering almost like a diamond. It was in the shape of a Snowflake, after it had been cut from a larger crystal. It was what lead to the current crest of the Schnee Dust Company, which lacked one until the discovery of this gem. The picture in question was of it in an insulated case, usually because it leaked cold air whenever it was moved. Sora nodded to himself, eyes narrowed as he took in the image of the gem.

"Interesting, it's a rather pretty gem."

"Indeed it is...the second, is one that we've been tracking for awhile. The Almandine Ruby, also known as the "Ruby Heart" is currently on the move. It was a Fire Dust crystal in the ownership of a rich woman of Vale. When she died and her Estate went up for sale, so did her things. The gem was paraded around for a bit before being put at auction. Due to the high price, no one bid, until just recently. It has been purchased and its currently on the move." she said, this time showing him a picture of a glimmering Ruby, in the shape of a heart. This one was also in an insulated case. It wasn't a dangerous gem, but when someone put Aura into it, it would melt anything it was on. It was relatively safe with people without aura, and was mounted onto an insulated necklace.

"It's beautiful. I really dig this heart, seems like something I would give my wife."

"As if anyone would want to marry a scruffy street rat like you." Argo said, earning a smirk from the bow.

"True, I guess I'll have to marry you. Rat's reproduce quickly right? We'll have 13 kids in no time." he said, earning a punch to the gut from the Rat Faunus.

"Asshole. I think I might keep the last tidbit to myself now."

"No...wait...just tell me." he said. Argo's ears twitched a bit, a small grin appearing on her face.

"Fine...but you owe me a wheel of Camembert cheese."

"Ew...fine...just don't eat it near me, that stuff seriously stinks." he said, already feeling his wallet cry. She nodded, typing something on her scroll.

"As it turns out, both of these Gems are in Vale. The Azure Morganite is currently in the Possession of the Schnee Dust Company Heiress, Weiss Eleanor Schnee. The Ruby Heart on the other hand, is currently being delivered to a one Hei Xiong." she said, earning a nod from the boy.

"So...it seems this has gotten a bit harder...well I guess I can take the Golden Beryl out for a spin, see how it performs." he said with a shrug. He pressed a button on the back of his left vembrace, causing it to open. He slid the top up, revealing the slots that were cut into it. Each slot was cut in the shape of other gem stones. It had been designed so it would absorb the power of each gem, and channel it through the wearer's hand. That way, it could be used in conjunction with someone's aura to give it elemental strengths. At least that's what he hoped, he hadn't actually tested it before, so he didn't want it to fail. He slipped the Golden Beryl into the tear drop shaped indentation, and it immediately started to glow. He closed the top of it and held his hand out. His hand crackled with electricity, making him smile.

"Yes! It works...I knew stealing those books was a good idea. Sneaking into Signal Academy was a pain in the ass. But at least I'm glad I can build reliable stuff." he said, an excited tone in his voice, Argo just rolled her eyes.

"If we work fast enough, we can intercept the truck before it reaches his night club. Those delivery boys won't know what hit them. As for the Azure Morganite, that's a bit rough at the moment."

"Why is that?" Sora asked, glancing at his friend. She sighed, pressing her fingers together.

"Well, as I said before. It's in the hands of Weiss Schnee, who is currently at Beacon Academy. When not in use, it's locked up tight." she said, earning a frown from the boy.

"Damn, of all the places...fine then, I guess I have no other choice. If I want to find the Azure Morganite, I'll have to step into the Snake's pit. I'll need to infiltrate the Academy, so I need you to forge me some transcripts, I'll take care of the second heist." he said.

"Are you nuts? Sora, you're a thief! A street rat in every sense of the word, how the hell are you gonna pass off as a Hunter?" she asked.

"I made her a promise Argo. I'm not gonna continue being a street rat forever, this is why I need the Ten Gem Stones of Power. When I do, I'm gonna find the White Fang members responsible and kill them all. Not just them, but I'll eradicate the Grimm too." he said firmly. Argo sighed and shook her head.

"Fine, I'll see what I can do. Maybe a few friends of mine can forge a good set of transcripts."

"Good. Lets just get back and rest, we have a big day tomorrow, and I don't want my little kitten to worry herself over my well being." he said.

Argo nodded, returning to the cockpit. Sora sat down, and started planning his next big heist. He had a smile on his face, the rush of having pulled it off was amazing. He was definitely going to love this job.

Of course there was also a downside. Everything came with a price, and he knew eventually, he might run the risk of getting caught. But he couldn't just keep living on the streets like a vagabond. He wanted to give his little sisters a new chance at life. Perhaps being a Huntsman was a good idea, perhaps it wasn't. But he wasn't going to just let the woman that saved his life die in vain. He vowed to her that he would find her daughter's and let them know what truly happened. The world was a dark place, but maybe he could bring a little light to it.

"Perhaps I could even figure out the truth behind my Semblance. It just seems too odd for it not to be magic. Semblances work with Aura, and yet I can use mine indefinitely and not feel Aura deprivation. Guess I'm finally getting the education you wanted me to get Mom. You and dad died when I was so young...and then she came and saved me." he thought, remembering the smiling woman who found him in Vacuo.

"What are you smiling about?" Argo asked, brows furrowing a bit.

"Nothing in particular...I just...can't wait for the seasons to change. I love Winter, but I think I like Summer just a tad more." he said, sounding rather cryptic. Argo shrugged, turning her attention back to piloting the Bullhead, she couldn't afford to damage it, especially since it wasn't hers to begin with.

"Hey...you think I could find anymore Miqo'te in Beacon?" he asked curiously.

"Maybe...though that race of Faunus is slowly dying out. I'm surprised someone like you even exists in our current age." Argo replied, earning a frown from the boy.

The Miqo'te were a dying race, feline like vastaya, faunus that had vast magical power. What set them apart from others was the fact that their magic was influenced by the sun and the moon. Those born under the moon received a lot of power during the night, those born under the sun, received power during the day. However, there were rare instances, where a child would be born with vast magical aptitudes, and received power on all hours of the night.

However this race was becoming extinct. The Miqo'te are thought to be descendants of the very first faunus. Who were more in tune with nature than the current Faunus. They were supposedly able to bring out the full potential of Dust, what was once called "Magic" in the old world. According to legends, Vastaya didn't apply to Faunus alone. The "Vastaya" were people who were able to harness the true power of Dust, without using their Aura. Legends of Elemental Semblances were spoken, these being hailed as Elemental Heroes. A person capable of wielding all four basic elements, Fire, Water, Earth, and Wind.

However, something happened and these powers were stolen. It seemed as if someone wanted all four elements for something. This lead to an old "Wizard" casting a spell. Splitting the powers apart so that no one would be able to use them. Since then, people received fragments of these Elements. They became hailed as "Magic" and "Myth" like the legendary Maidens of the Seasons. Though throughout history, accounts of people being able to manipulate or control an element have been documented. It was only a fragment or partial control. However with Sora, he had full control of his Water Semblance. He could create it, manipulate it, and change its properties. Which was why he called it "Magic" instead of a Semblance.

"It kinda sucks that the Vastaya are dying out you know. Guess the invasion of Eorzea hundreds of years ago affected that. Of course, all of the Kingdoms were fighting with each other. It wasn't until the Kingdom of Vale finally put an end to it, that everyone became kinder." Argo said.
"Mhmm...my village had 50 Miqo'te you know...we used to live in Vacuo. But you know that song and dance already."

"Sole survivor, no parents...that's our deal...we are orphans after all."

"Yup...but not for any longer. Maybe I can keep the whole Huntsman thing going. If I get missions, I'll get money, which I can use to get you, the kitten, the twins and the old man outta there. All of us deserve a better home, not the fucking sewers." Sora said, crossing his arms in annoyance.

"Aw, but I love being a Sewer Rat!"

"Boo...that joke sucks."

"You suck." Argo cried, sticking her tongue out at him.

"Gee, that's a nice tongue you got there. Why don't you put it back in your mouth before we crash into a building?" he asked. Argo turned around, letting out a scream as she jerked the wheel to the right, avoiding a nearby building.

"Stop distracting me!"

"Whatever...let's just get to the ground in one piece yeah?"

"Yeah, sure. Just stay quiet." the Rat Faunus replied, regaining her focus. The boy sighed quietly, glancing at his vembrace. He pressed the button, opening the secret compartment, looking at the Golden Beryl.

"It looks beautiful...well you know what they say, One Down, Nine to Go. I look forward to adding the rest of your family to my collection. If Misery Loves Company, then You are in for quite the Party."