Arc Misadventuers, The Second

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"Bzzzt bzzit... bzz..."

"Ba ba ba..."

"Bzz... Bzzt... Bzzzt!"

"Do do dodoo..."

"Bzz... bzzt... bzz..."

"Hmm...? Yep, that otta do it."

"Click!"

"Alright... SALEM?"

"Yes, my Lord? "

"The last of the 'Kings' are finished. Can my 'Queen' uplink to the Kings?"

"I can at once, my Lord. But, may you clarify a question for me?"

"Go ahead."

"If I the, Strategic Attack Logistic Engine Mainframe. Codename: SALEM. I am considered the 'Queen.' And, these Kings are the mobile command modules, what are you in all of this, my Lord?"

"Hmm... Well, not to sound vain, but since I created all of you you could call me a God. But, I much prefer to be called the Architect if anything. Since I built you, and all the various drones, and since I came up with this plan; Calling myself, The Architect is a more fitting name in my opinion. What are your thoughts, SALEM; Does that sound fitting, or does that still sound a little vain? "

"It does not, calling yourself the Architect is a far more humble title. Although, others may still see you as vain, considering they will not know the history behind your new moniker, 'The Architect."

"Yes... Even more so if I said I was the, 'The Architect of Ozkin demise... Let us begin, SALEM. It is time for Ozkin to remember that my family will always keep their word..."

"Especially when it comes to dealing with those that break their word... "

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Fire, explosions, and screams. On a night meant to celebrate the coming of four nations, a day of unity, The Vytal Festival. And yet, instead of the city of Vale being based in the light of neon light, it basked in the light of fire. Instead of the booming echoes, and multicoloured lights from fireworks being shot in the sky, explosions of cars, powerlines, and machines erupted in blazing balls of fire. And, instead of the cheers, and cries of people celebrating together, there were the cries of the fearful, and the dying.

Vale was in flames.

The White Fang, Grimm, and rogue Atlassian Knights had flooded the city. Hunting, and killing all those that got in their way. Wrecking havoc all across the city. Hunters, both professionals, and trainees were running about, trying to save as many lives as possible, often in vain attempts. For there were too many Grimm, and fanaticals among the, White Fang raising hell across the city, and too many people were dying. They were losing, Vale had fallen.

And, just like many others, May Zedong, a Huntress-in-training of Shade Academy was about to meet a gruesome end, just like many others. At least, she thought she was.

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"Fuck... fuck fuck fuck!"

May Zedong was panting as she tried to run, she had tried to fight off the Grimm hordes, but there were too many, she had been separated from her team, she had been disarmed, and now she was the hunted, instead of the hunter.

Struggled raspy breaths escaped her lips as she tried to escape, but the gash on her leg was slowing her down as she tried to flee from the Beowulf's hunting her down for sport.

"Ah! Ah! Aaahhh?! Ophh?!" She fell, May had tripped over a piece of broken debris. She turned over to see a Beowulf slowly moving towards her. Tears ran down her face as she felt absolute terror in her very soul as this beast was about to charge her, and kill her.

"Please someone... Save me!" Tears fell down, May's eye as she closed it shut, not wanting to see her death coming. She heard the monster cry out, about to charge, and kill her, but suddenly silence.

May opened her eye, and instead of a group of Grimm ready to take her life she saw a figure in white. It bore white armour, a large buckler shield that was two thirds its height, and a long bladed spear, and most noticeably it had large white ears upon its head. It looked similar to a...

"A... A rabbit...?" May gasped as she watched the rabbit stare at her for a moment before it, and several of its kind jump away, and make its way across the city of Vale.

These white rabbits jumped across the city of, Vale, jumping down upon members of the, White Fang, and running them through with their weapons, or using their strong mechanical legs to jump high up onto ramparts, roofs, or balconies, and started raining down hell on, Grimm, rogue Atlassian Knights, and radical faunas alike.

Qrow Branwen watched on in bewilderment as several of these bunnies race about the city, slaying all those that stood before them as they went about.

"What the fuck...?" Qrow wondered aloud as he saw these bunny knights race about the city. He looked up into the sky to see several white Bullheads dropping dozens more of these bunny knights throughout the city. But, as he watched on, he saw where several of these aircrafts were flying off into the air in a different direction.

"What... They're heading towards Beacon...? I need to get there fast...?!" He was about to make a mad dash to find a way, any way to get to Beacon. But, several of these rabbit knights surrounded him, their bodies standing perfectly still, all but one whose head was moving side to side as it looked at him.

"Uhh... You need something...?" Qrow nervously asked as the rabbits looked about him, until one of the rabbits spoke.

"Branwen. Qrow. Human. Gender: Male. Occupation: Huntsmen. Affiliation: Beacon Academy."

"Uhh yeah... Yeah that's me...?" Qrow was confused, he listened as the rabbit spoke in a low, soothing metallic voice, as it spoke several bullet points about him. 

"Target identified. Surrender now. Ally of: Ozkin the Traitor."

The rabbit knights entered a defensive posture as they leveled their weapons at him. Qrow was taken aback, not by the fact several apparently robot bunny knights were pointing weapons at him.

On second thought, he was taken aback by the fact several rabbit knights that were as high as his chest were pointing weapons at him. But, it was the fact that they said that name, that they said Ozkin, not Ozpin. They called him Ozkin which meant that whoever, or whatever had built these things knew exactly who Ozpin was. And, whoever they are wanted, Ozpin's head.

Qrow drew his scythe as a sarcastic smirk moved across his face as he looked at these silly little bunnies.

"Yeah, I ain't going to do that..."

"So. Be. It." Echoed the metallic voice as they charged the veteran Huntsman.

"Rahh!"

The sounds of metal clashing against one another could be heard throughout the air. But, high above them in the clouds none could hear them. Especially atop a flying, Atlassian Battleship.

Upon the ship, a pair of criminals were gloating about their victory, but were preparing to make their daring escape as they had enough with their 'business partners.'

"Alright, Neo! What do you say, we fake our deaths, and flee to Mistral? Let's leave these fanatical dogs behind!"

Roman Torchwick, an infamous criminal of the city of Vale, said to his mute companion who nodded her head in agreement. The White Fang had forced them to partake in their schemes. Sure they had said they would be making a lot of money by doing this, but now that their work was done, they needed to get the hell out of here. Because, at this rate there would be nothing to rule when the, White Fang were finished.

"Alright let's get...?!"

The duo of thieves were about to make their daring escape, but they were stopped as a series of rabbit knights surrounded them. Roman, looked at them in utter bewilderment, Neo swooned over them at how cute they were.

"Torchwick. Roman. Human. Gender: Male. Occupation: Thief. Vanille. Trivia. Human. Gender: Female. Occupation: Thief."

Roman reeled back in shock as a robot rabbit thing called him out, but not nearly as much as Neo did since it said her name, more so that it said her birth name. She looked on in fear as she saw the various weapons these rabbits were carrying.

"What the... How the hell do you bunny's know her real name?!"

The rabbit that spoke, walked forward, it was different compared to the rest of them, it bore a crown upon its head with golden trimming. They watched the rabbit as its eyes changed from a black opal to a ruby red as a new voice echoed through its speakers.

"Roman Torchwick, and Vanille Trivia. Or, should I call you, Neoplitian?"

Instead of the low, soothing metallic voice, the rabbit spoke in a warm, motherly human voice appeared as it addressed the pair. Neo nervously nodded her head as she answered the robot bunny.

"Okay, so you know who we are... What do you little rabbits want?" Roman pulled out a cigar, trying to calm his nerves, and project an aura of control. He reached into his pocket trying to find his lighter, only to realize it was gone.

"Crescent Moon wishes to offer you a new business opportunity. One that I am sure you will be all too willing to accept."

Roman's eyebrow arched upward in shock, 'Crescent Moon' was a secret business partner he had been working for, for years at that. Often, he acted as an information broker, or stole schematics, and raw resources for. And, working for Crescent Moon always paid, and the pay was always good, very good.

Roman eyed the rabbit knight as it walked forward, the tip of its bladed spear started glowing red as Roman felt heat emanating from it. He smiled as he walked over to it, placing his cigar on the blade tip, feeling the heat emanated from the tip before blowing a few buffs of smoke. He drew in a deep breath of smoke before letting it out, watching it fly through the air before looking back at the rabbits with a wide grin on his face.

"You've got my attention~!"

Roman laughed as Neo started cooing over the rabbits. The rabbits swiftly took command over the Atlassian Battleship as they charted a new course towards the Amity Colosseum.

Several of the white Bullheads, Qrow Branwen had seen before he had been engaged in a fight against the white rabbits. Dozens of them were seen flying towards the Amity Colosseum. Unloading dozens of these rabbits throughout the colosseum. Several of them landed by the docks, unloading their cargo of warriors before ushering everyone from civilians to Hunters inside.

One such person was rushing over to see who these unexpected saviors were, hoping to gain any information on who, or what these saviors were.

"Who are you?! I am General Ironwood, of the Atlassian Military! I demand you identify yourselves right this instance!" General Ironwood ran over to the rabbits knights. Several of them stopped to stare at the, General before fanning out to block him from reaching the, Bullheads.

Ironwood stopped as he looked at the dozen, or so rabbit robots adopting a defensive position before him. Ironwood's grip on his pistol tightened as he watched these perfectly still robots stare him down.

"Ironwood. James. Human. Gender: Male. Affiliation: Atlas Military. Atlas Academy. Occupations: High General. Headmaster."

Ironwood turned on his heel as he heard his name, and his position being called out. He turned to see another rabbit knight, this one armed with a longsword, and a crown with gold trimming. It was flanked by several other rabbit knights armed with what he assumed to be pulse rifles.

"You know who I am? It would be best if you identified yourselves. Least you want to deal with the wrath of Atlas!"

"Target identified. Surrender now. Ally of: Ozkin the Traitor."

"Ozkin the traitor...? How do you know that name, and what do you mean by calling him a trai...?!" Ironwood's breath fled his lungs as he saw an emblem etched into the shield, an emblem he had learned who it had represented, or more correctly, who it still represented.

Ironwood drew his pistol, and fired off two rounds; one round struck the head of the rabbits, causing its head to erupt into a cloud of smoke, and metal fragments. The second shot hit the raised shield of the crowned rabbit knight. It didn't pierce the shield, but it left a sizable dent in the shield.

But, before he could fire off another shot, the rabbit knights were upon him. Ironwood could feel his body being pushed back as two blasts from their pulse rifles hit him, despite their small size they packed a substantial punch, a punch strong enough to knock him to the floor. As he tried to stand back up, several of the bunny robots' bladed spears were thrusted into his robotic arm, and leg destroying all of his cybernetics in an instant.

Ironwood screamed in rage as he felt his cybernetic limbs being torn bit by bit as he was dragged into a Bullhead, and sent away.

As the Bulkhead escorting the prisoner rose into the sky, it passed several much bulkier air transports that were making their descent upon the battlegrounds of Beacon Academy hell was still being unleashed.

Several Bullheads had landed, and unloaded their cargo, sending dozens upon dozens of white rabbit robot knights across the grounds of Beacon Academy. Hunting down any Grimm that they came across. But, even more battles were happening within the halls of Beacon Academy.

"AHHH!"

A scream of pain echoed through the ruined cafeteria of Beacon Academy as a girl dressed in black cried out in pain as a blade was ripped out of her belly.

"You have hurt me, and our cause, my love… We were supposed to light the flames of revelation against humanity! And, yet you ran away? Like the coward you are..."

The girl placed her hand over the wound in an attempt to stop the bleeding as the faunas dressed in black with a red rose across his back walked over her bleeding form, gloating his victory as the flames of revolution were ignited.

"Well, I could keep you alive, but I think I’ll send your severed head in a box to your parents, that would send a good message to you parents, to all faunas! Of what should be done with traitors!"

"No! Adam, wait! Please no!"

The girl screamed out in terror as she saw her vengeful former lover raise his blade above his head preparing to strike her down.

"Goodbye, Blake... RAHHH!"

"NOOOO!"

His blade was about to fall, but was stopped when he saw several, white rabbit robots enter the cafeteria.

"Wha...? What the hell are those?!"

The girl saw one rabbit turn to look at him as he screamed, its head twitching to the side as they looked at him. Before speaking in a low, soothing metallic voice.

"Taurus. Adam. Gender: Male. Faunas: Bull. Affiliation: White Fang. Terrorist organization. Rank: Commander. Command order: Terminate on sight."

"What?! You dare think I will allow Atlas's special little robots to kill me?! Bring it on you bastards!" Adam Taurus roared in rage as he charged the robot bunnies. 

Adam slashed his sword, unleashing an energy blast cleaving two of the robots into pieces. But, several more darted around him, slashing with their blades, slowly chipping away at his aura as he tried to block their attacks, but failing to do so as they quickly darted around him, faster than what he expected.

"RAHH! You dare think you pitiful bastards can stop me?! I will destroy you! I will destroy you all! I will... GAHCK?!"

Blake watched on in horror as a bladed spear erupted from his back, as his body was effortlessly lifted into the air. She watched as Adam's body further slid down the bladed spear, coughing up blood before his body hung limb upon the bladed spear. His body was lifted up higher before being thrown off the bladed spear to land pathetically on the ground. Dead.

She looked at the robot rabbit, it's pristine what armour stained red from freshly spilt blood as it slowly slid off its armour onto the ground. It turned to look at Blake, blood dripping off its face.

"Belladonna. Blake. Gender: Female. Faunas: Cat. Affiliation: Student. Beacon Academy. Former affiliation: White Fang. Status: Injured. Requesting medical support."

Several of the rabbit robots broke away from Blake, and started making their way through Beacon Academy. While three of them, particularly the one drenched in blood, stayed behind to guard her. She watched on as her hand tried to cover over the hole in her chest as her blood continued to spill out.

Her breath started becoming heavy as the adrenaline spike was wearing off as she continued to bleed out. She was starting to feel weary, and her vision bleary, but she could hear with her heightened hearing that something was coming closer. She turned to her side to see another trio of rabbits walking towards her, with the one in the center looking different from the rest of them.

This robot had a buckier body, a large backpack on it, with bulky gauntlets on its arms, but what stood out the most to her was instead of the beady eyes the rest of these robot bunnies commonly had, this one was outfitted with focal lenses. It scanned over her before kneeling down besides her, placing its hands over her wound.

"Analyzing blood. Analyzes complete. Blood type: B-. Minimal blood loss. No requirements for blood transfusion. Puncture wound. Cause: Blade. Lethality to patient: Minimal. Executing recommended treatment procedure."

Blake marveled as the evidently 'combat medic bunny' started treating her injury. It first quickly stabbed her with a needle, causing Blake to yelp in pain as she felt the sudden jab in her arm. But, her body slowly started to relax as she felt a warm current flow through her veins, obviously it was some sort of pain killer.

She watched in amazement as the robot pulled out gauze from its back pack, and socked up some of the excess blood on her arm. She felt a spray, most likely a sterilizing spray over her wound, before she saw its fingers on its right hand open showing a needle that effortlessly, within the time it took a person to blink stitch up her wound. It cleaned up the wound one more time, before placing a patch over the wound.

"Treatment complete. Recommendation: No movement. Movement may result in stitches rupturing. Rest." The 'medic' spoke in a calm voice. soothing yet metallic voice before it turned to address its fellow robot rabbits. "New call for medical treatment received. Departing imminently. Stay to protect patients. Recovery team inbound."

"Understood."

Blake watched as the medical team departed, she could feel her consciousness slowly begin to fade no doubt a result of the pain killers. But, she had to ask one more question before she succumbed to sleep.

"W-Who are you...? What are...?" Blake's voice was weak, straining to remain conscious as she asked the question that had been no doubt asked a thousand times today. She watched as the blood stained rabbit turned to face her while its companions were keeping watch.

"We are the Jackalopes. Servants of the Architect."

"T-The Architect...?"

"The Architect of Ozkin the Traitor demise."

"O-Ozkin... the T-Traitor...?" Slumber soon swiftly overtook Blake as she faded into darkness. The robot rabbit knights, the Jackalopes, watched over her resting body as others darted within, and without the halls of, Beacon Academy.

Within the many yards of Beacon Academy the majority of the invaders had been dealt with by the Jackalopes. But, still some of the larger threats remained.

Several of the stolen Atlassian Paladins were still engaged in combat with Beacon's students, and faculty along with an array of visitors. Unlike the previous one several students of, Beacon Academy had faced, these were the fully equipped, and armed, more than a match for even veteran Hunters. Particularly for, Glynda Goodwitch, Deputy Headmistress of, Beacon Academy.

Glynda kept creating glyphs to act as barriers to protect her precious students from the raging Paladins attacking them. Blocking their fists, and heavy weapons arms, smashing them to bits. But, they were having a damnable time to break through these damned machines.

"Pull back! Take the wounded away from here!" She shouted as she saw several students pull injured their fellow classmates away from the frontline.

Glynda was struggling to stand as her aura was near depletion, and her semblance was barely holding back the vicious attacks from these rouge Paladins. She was not willing to die here, she would not allow herself to fall down leaving her precious students in harm's way. But, as another strike from a, Paladin broke through her barrier, sending her flying through the air she thought otherwise. She landed roughly on the ground, pulling herself up as she looked through broken glasses at the oncoming, Paladin.

Glynda cried out in despair within her mind as she stared down this hulking mech. She feared that she was going to die now. She feared that she would not be able to protect her precious students from harm. That she failed her duty as a teacher. And, as the Paladin hovered over her, and as she prepared for death an unexpected savior appeared.

As the foot of the Paladin came down to crush Glynda, she was swiftly grabbed, and pulled away. Glynda looked to her sides as she saw a pair of rabbits pull her away. She was shocked by what she saw, but more so by what she knew these rabbits represented.

"J-Jackalopes? When did you get here?!"

But, before Glynda could gain an answer the pair of Jackalopes let her go aways, away from the Paladin before rushing in to engage it in close combat. They darted around the Paladin hacking, and slashing the armour of the Paladin. They bounced off harmlessly of its armour, but their overall goal wasn't to destroy the Paladin, but to draw it away from Glynda, and her students.

Glynda watched as the Jackalopes that had just slashed at the Paladin ran away as a series of explosions ripped across the back of the Paladin. It turned to see a massive Jackalope, only a few feet taller than the Paladin making its way towards it, launching several more rockets from missile pods across its back.

The Paladin fired several rounds at the heavy Jackalope, but it raised its shield up blocking the oncoming missiles before bashing the Paladin with its shield, sending it reeling back. It threw a wide, wild punch at the heavy, Jackalope that effortlessly cut its arm off with its sword lance. As the Paladin's severed arm still fell, the Jackalope thrusted its bladed spear through the Paladin running it clean through. Its super heated blade ran through the mech like a hot knife through butter. It placed its foot upon the Paladin, and kicked it off its blade. Letting it fall upon the ground with a dull thud.

"Since when did...?" Glynda watched as hundreds of Jackalopes flooded across the grounds before darting into the forest surrounding Beacon. Glynda watched as several more Jackalopes came rushing forward, only this time with several Jackalopes equipped with large backpacks rushing over to check on the injured students.

Glynda then turned her head to the side as she saw a trio of Jackalopes rush over to her, only with the figure in the center holding a war hammer instead of a bladed spear, and a gold trimmed crown upon its head. As it neared her it addressed her in a calm, soothing metallic voice.

"Goodwitch. Glynda. Human. Gender: Female. Affliction: Beacon Academy. Deputy Headmistress."

Glynda looked at the Jackalope as it rattled off information about her, before stopping, and its eyes delved into a ruby red shade, and adopted a more warm, human motherly tone of voice.

"Greetings, Lady Goodwitch. We have been searching for you since entering Vale airspace."

"My apologies, SALEM. I haven't reached for my scroll since the attack started. I've been focusing on protecting my students, but I thought the plan was to invade after the Vital Festival?"

"That originally was the plan. But the Architect deemed it an opportune moment to strike while the, White Fang, and the Grimm were invading the city."

"Because it would make the Jackalopes, and subsequently the Architect look like the saviors of the day. And, while that is happening, you can make it look like Ozpin and all those that stand besides him died during the liberation..."

"Precisely." The ruby eyed Jackalope replied as Glynda let loose a hearty laugh as she ran hand through her disheveled hair, as a vindictive smirk spread across her face.

"Finally! After all these years, our family will be avenged! You will find Ozkin... Ozpin at the top of his tower! Find him, and make him pay for what he did to us!" Glynda yelled in a bloody rage at the Jackalope. As a mad delight echoed in her voice. She had been playing the faithful follower for that bastard for years now, and now it would finally, finally come to an end.

As Glynda screamed her furry, she watched as Jackalope's eyes changed from a ruby red, into a deep vibrant blue. It spoke in a voice of a calm, yet vengeful fatherly tone as it spoke to the girl before him. 

"That's my girl."

The Jackalopes jumped away from Glynda as they made their way towards Beacon tower. She laughed in amusement as she saw the little rabbits make their way towards the tower. She smiled, while today was going to be a painful day for her, no doubt a number of her students had been killed today. But, her family would have their revenge this day, and that's all that mattered.

As dozens of Jackalopes rushed up the stairway leading to the top of Beacon Tower, Ozpin's office. Ozpin was looking over his desk, checking over all of the contingency plans to help him deal with the aftermath from this attack. He would need to contact Ironwood to help come up with plans to subjugate... liberate the faunas from the, White Fang.

Yes, he thought. This would help deal with the faunas, and bring the world to peace so the Brother Gods would return, and that magic would return. Yes, this was the perfect plan to...

Ozpin turned around as a series of smashing against the wall. He watched at the section of the wall where a hidden door that led to the staircase that led to the top of the tower was bulging outward as something was bashing it, trying to get in.

Ozpin reached for his cane as the wall exploded as dozens of white rabbits flooded the room, surrounding him, cutting off any chance for him to escape.

"What the...?! Who are you!" Ozpin demanded as he saw another rabbit, only this one was equipped with a long bladed spear, and a white crown with gold trimming approached him. It had deep vibrant blue eyes as it looked at, Ozpin giving him the once over.

"Who are we? We are the remnants of a memory you sought to destroy. The essence of an ideal you thought was wrong. Embers of a legacy that refuses to go quietly into the night. A vengeful fury that will never be quenched. I am the Architect, and the Reclaimer. I will have my revenge, I will reclaim what you stole for me, and I will ensure that you never forget what you did to me, and my family! Ozkin the Traitor!"

Ozpin's eyes widened in shock as he heard his old name being uttered once more. And, the way that his name was spoken spoke of a history, and a rage unforgiving in its origin.

"Who are you? I demand that you reveal yourself!" Ozpin leveled his weapon at this, shouting as he demanded that they identified themselves.

"You tell me who I am? Let's see if you remember." The Jackalope King presented its shield towards Ozpin and he saw a pair of golden crescent arcs upon a white field. He recoiled in fear as he remembered that emblem, and the fury that would soon be brought upon him.

"No... Nononono! You died! I made sure of it! You died along with your family's legacy after the Colour War! The Arcadia lineage ended!"

"And, yet, here I am..." The Jackalope King walked towards Ozpin, its weapon being dragged across the floor, leaving groves in the ground followed by the sound of scrapping of metal upon glass.

"How! How is this possible?!"

"Wouldn't you like to find out..."

The Jackalope King lunged forward, smashing his bladed spear across Ozpin's barrier. He smiled at the Jackalope King's failed attempt to attack him, but that smile quickly fell when dozens of the other Jackalopes attacked him, slashing away with their blades across, Ozpin barrier. They struck so many times that he lost count of the amount, he saw the cracks in the barrier form before it shattered into a million pieces. He was going to cry out in pain, but felt hundreds of slashes upon his body, chipping away at his aura in a flash, it too breaking into a million pieces.

Ozpin was about to make a final attempt to escape to end his existence in this body before jumping into a new one, but before he could he felt searing hot pain cut through his arm. He looked over to see his right arm from the elbow flying through the air, the superhot blade spear passing by in a red blur.

"RA-AHHHHH?!" Ozpin screamed in pain as one of the Jackalopes severed his arm, his screams, and pain only grew louder as he felt his other arm, and then his legs being severed, and cauterized in a single instance.

Ozpin's body effortlessly fell upon the floor like a sack of flower. He felt his heart was raging as raw unfettered pain surged throughout his body, he hoped that this searing hot pain would cause him to go into shock, and kill him. But, he felt the pain across his body slowly fade away as a cooling wave flooded across his body. He looked up to see a pair of Jackalope Medics treating him.

"You really think I would allow you to just kill yourself, Ozkin? No, no I will not allow your death to come to you so easily." Spoke the King Jackalope as it marched over, and placed its foot upon his chest.

"GAH?!" Ozpin screamed in pain as the King Jackalopes stepped on his chest, and thrust its bladed spear slamming into the ground inches from his face.

"Now then... You pledged your loyalty to me, and swore to serve me, and my family. And, yet you betrayed me, and my family. Destroyed my family's legacy, and all we sought to build, and protect. You will now suffer for your crimes. I will uproot all that your treasonous hands have built. I will remind the people of this world who I am! That I am there lawful, King! That I am, Jaune Lunaria Arcadia! King of the Kingdom of Valaicia!"

The King Jackalope thrust its blade high into the air, followed by the rest of the Jackalopes thrusting their blades into the air as well as a salute to their King's triumphant return.

But, as the King Jackalope, no. King Jaune Arcadia looked down upon the traitor, Ozkin. Even if his eyes could not express the slightest bit of emotion, Ozpin could feel the unbridled rage burning within them.

"But, before we do anything else. I have one question to ask you, and you will answer me this question!" King Jaune Arcadia placed it's face upon Ozpins as he asked him the one question he'd been wanting to ask him for years.

"Tell me... Where is my queen?! Where is my wife?!! Where is Queen Salem Arcadia?!!!"

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Phew... This was certainly a long one... This was going to be a spinoff from Hunter Drones. But, that story idea wasn't going anywhere. So, I started writing it as a, Jaune created the Jackalopes instead of the Hunter Drones. That wasn't going anywhere either...

So, I started writing it as if Ozpin betrayed his King. Jaune Arc, well Arcadia in the story, and it just led from one thing to another as I was writing it.

And well, here we are.

And, it all started because I wanted to write a story based on this photo.

Consider this a Jackalope.

Robyn: While many know that my semblance allows me to decern from truth, and lies. Well, I also have a second aspect to my semblance!

Ruby: Oh! What is it!

Robyn: I am able to create a halo over a persons head that only floats over their head if they have never committed a Deadly Sin. And, depending on how pure they are the brighter it glows. And, if they did commit a Deadly Sin, it will hit the ground hard. Harder based upon the amount of Deadly Sins they have committed!

Jaune: How that's an oddly specific semblance.

Ruby: Oh! Show me, show me!

Robyn created a glowing halo that she placed over Ruby's head, they all watched as it rested above her head, and glowed with a pure white light.

Ruby: Ohhh~! Pretty~!

Ruby: Now let's put it on Jaune!

Robyn: Yes! Let's put it on the goodest boy there is!

Jaune: Uhh wait...

Robyn took the halo that was on Ruby head, and placed it on Jaune, only to see the light from the halo0 disappear the moment she placed it on his head. They then watched in stunned silence as the halo fell, and created a crater in the ground as it landed.

Robyn: ...

Ruby: ...

Jaune: ...

Robyn: What. Have. You. Done...?

Jaune: Do you want the answer in chronological, terms of property damage, or length of jail sentences?

RR: ...

Ruby: W-What...?

Robyn: What the fuck?!

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Ruby: oh ok that checks out

Robyn: but why did I it-

Jaune: well you see I thought that was bull- um horse jockey, so when I arrived at the prison I escaped.

Robyn: ooook? But that doesn't-

Jaune: funny thing, in atlas law if you escape from prison in your sentence your sentence time would triple for each escape attempt.

Ruby:

Robyn:........so how much-

Yang: Why is Ruby’s skirt so short?!

Jaune: It's short so Ruby can easily grab the pistol she’s got strapped to her leg.

Yang: Okay, but it should be…?! How do you know that?

Jaune: She showed me.

Yang: Ruby showed you her legs?

Jaune: Just to show me the gun… and the throwing knives…

Yang: She has throwing knives strapped to her legs?

Jaune: I think… I can’t remember really, I was too distracted when she showed me.

Yang: Too distracted by the weapons Ruby has strapped to her legs?

Jaune: No, too distracted by her legs…

Yang: You were checking my sister out?!

Jaune: And… loving it!

Yang: I'm going to kill you.

Yang: *Warming up punching arm* They're gonna be your last words, so make them count.

Jaune: Picture Blake.

Yang: *Already picturing* Go on...

Jaune: Now picture her in shorts. Tight & Short shorts.

Yang: *Vividly imagining* ...

Jaune: Now throw a thigh holster for Gambol Shroud on one of her luscious, toned and well-shaped legs, and pull that strap tight.

Yang: *Gratuitous mental projection* Oh... Oh, my...

Jaune: And now you are completely distracted. Bye! *Sprinting away*