Chapter 14

The time was 11:30, almost reaching midnight, and they were all ready to retire to their beds. The room was not spacious enough for four people, especially with their luggage and belongings.

Weiss had more personal belonging than the rest, and they were stacked in the corner of the room.

" This room is soo cramped, how can four people stay in such a room? " Weiss complained while brushing her silky white hair on her bed. She was in her nightgown with a colour that matches her hair perfectly.

" Well, Iceprincess this is a dorm, and they're supposed to be cramped. " Yang explained.

" I expected a little more class from Beacon Academy. " Weiss huffed.

" Well beggars can't be choosers Weiss. " Ruby said as she swung her legs from her tall bed.

Blake was busy reading her book, she was not much of a talker, so she found no interest in the late-night chat. That was until Yang opened her mouth.

" Hey, Blake. " Yang called for her attention. " So you got any good stories you can share with us, you know... it could be fun. "

" No." She gave a quick reply, " I'm still concerned about that first-size hole Ragnar left. "

" Oh right. " Yang turned to the hole one wall just beside her bed. " Well, he better fix it, 'cause I didn't create it. "

Through the hole, the room was dark as they switched off the lights in their room. Yang peeked through the hole.

" Hey, guys! there is no one in their room. "

" What? "

{ Outside vale }

In a dense forest whose dirt roads seemed to be overgrown and covered with grass and dried leaves, was an abandoned Warehouse. The warehouse was once a storehouse for supplies that were needed to start a large community to expand the Territory of Vale whose population was increasing as days passed by.

But the Grim thought otherwise, they came in hordes and chased away and slaughtered every human and Faunus that dared to set foot in their territory.

As reclaiming the Grim-infested warehouse took too much Lien from their pockets, the leaders of Vale decided to just let the warehouse rot there.

Despite being abandoned for almost five years, it did not share the appearance of the stereotypical abandoned warehouse. It wasn't broken down nor was overgrown by grass and moss. It was well-renovated with high wooden walls with platforms for guards to be stationed 24/7. At the entrance, was a gate with a portcullis ( a sliding door ) that was cell reinforced with wood and bolts, the walls were also installed with barbed wire for more defensive capabilities. Overall there was only one way in and one way out.

As they were situated in the middle of the forest infested by Grimm and not to mention the humans who want to put them behind bars, the guards guarding the wall had their superior senses activated at all times. You will never know when danger will come for you, so you better be ready for it.

" Man when is the next shift, I'm sleepy as fuck. " A guard complained to his fellow guards beside him. " I think that fucker is late again. " He released a yawn as he stretched his tired body in a very cat-like manner.

" Mark, you're a cat Faunus... aren't you supposed to be nocturnal? " Mark's fellow guard stated facts.

" Albert, try fighting those pesky Grim for ten hours straight and still had to do the night shift. "Mark grumbled, " I swear these Grim are troubling us a lot. Whose dumb idea was it to keep our base in a remote grim-infested jungle? "

"It's the higher-up's decision man. Who are we to complain about that? " Albert explained, he was a dog Faunus who joined the White Fang a few months back, after being fed up with the unjust and violent treatment of his kind for a long time, he decided to join the White fang to change the world into a better place for his kind.

Knowing the reality of this world, he understood that to knock some sense into these racist humans, the same treatment must be done to them to make them realise that, the things they did to the Faunus were really fucked up.

It was actually simple actually, to make a bully stop bullying others, the bully must be bullied. It is then the bully will realise how much pain they have caused to others.

" Besides, " Albert continued, " having a base close to civilisation is a one-way ticket for us to get caught. "

" I get that. " Mark nodded in agreement, " By the way, what do you think about our boss? "

" Adam Taurus's cousin? That Alfred guy? " Albert guy asked.

" Yeah him."

" If you're asking for my opinion, I'll say I don't like him. " Albert answered.

" May I ask why? "

" Well for starters, that guy is an annoying prick and a heartless bastard. " Albert answered, " Have you seen the way he treated Bob last week? Bob got severely injured from that Ursa and needed at least a month of recovery time. "

" Speaking about Bob, where is he though? I haven't seen him since then. " Mark asked.

" He's dead. " The cold reply from Albert darkened Mark's face.

" Oh... How did he die? "

" That Alfred bastard killed him, shot a bullet through his skull saying that he does need any liabilities. " Albert spat at the disgusting scene he witnessed personally. " Our enemies are those fucking Humans! Not our kind! Like what the fuck man! What is wrong with him? Why is he treating us like some cannon fodder, he is treating us the same way those Schnee bastards back at the mines, are we that- "

Albert has to stop mid-sentence as he heard something approaching the gate. It was not a grim, he was sure of that it was something else.

" What's wrong? " a concerned Mark inquired.

"Something is approaching the gate. " Albert's ears twitched. They both armed themselves with their guns pointing the barrels at the endless darkness of the forest.

From the darkness, their night vision enabled them to see a tall humanoid creature clothed with animal fur, its head was protected by a steel helm which covered most of its head except for the eyes and its lower face which was also protected by its thick beard. It wielded a large two-handed axe and was slowly approaching them.

Albert took out his scroll, he selected the walkie-talkie app from the holographic screen. " Alfa12, this is Bravo 2, We have spotted a suspect approaching the main gate, Over. "

" Bravo 2, this is Alfa 12, is the suspect armed? Over. " Cane the reply.

" The suspect is armed with a two-handed axe, Requesting confrontation, Over. "

" Request granted, Over. "

On receiving the confirmation to engage, Albert and Mark set their sights on the approaching suspect. It would be more logical to capture the suspect and retrieve information from them, but then it was much easier to just kill them off. They were all instructed that, If anyone was to approach their base in this grim-infested forest, it was a guarantee that they are here to destroy them, or they just got lost and accidentally came across their base.

But they would just kill them regardless, bonus if it was a human and the suspect, was obviously human.

" Look at this idiot, thinking we can't see him. " Mark sneered at the giant human approaching them.

" Don't be so sure. " Albert scolded Mark, " If someone is that confident he either is dumb or he knows what he is doing. Check the surroundings he might be bait. These kinds of tactics are very common and many fell for them. "

" I told them that this strategy is dogshit. But we'll it kinda work so I guess I can't complain anymore. " Someone had crept behind them, its arms were wrapped around the back of their neck and they could feel the cold touch of a sharp knife at their throat.

"If you do anything stupid, I will slit your fucking throat. Alright mate? " They had no choice but to nod, especially when the blade threatened to cut their unprotected neck.

" Good. "

" Bravo 2, this is Alfa 12, has the target been neutralized. " Albert's scroll received a message.

" Turn it on. " Their assailant ordered. " And I suggest you kept your lips sealed. " With the knife beginning to draw blood.

Albert turned it on, and their assailant cleared his throat a bit, " Alfa 12, this is Bravo 2, the suspect has been neutralized, Over. " their assailant surprised them as he copied Albert's voice.

" Copy that, Keep your eyes open for any for any more suspects. "

" Roger that. "

Their assailant gave a low whistle to the large human approaching the gate. He turned around and called out to the darkness behind him.

Two more figures emerged from the darkness and moved towards the gate.

A grappling hook was thrown at the barbed wires and was pulled from the wall. The three then climbed up the wall with the same grappling hook.

" Tor, hvað á ég að gera við þessa tvo? " Their assailant asked one of the new arrivals.

" Harvard, sláðu þá út. "

Albert and Mark knew nothing of what they were talking about, they were scared and confused. What will happen to them? Are they going to die?

They didn't have to wait for too long as their assailant removed the knives from their throat and swung it at the back of their heads, instantly their vision darkened as they dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes.

The Vikings have arrived and it's time to begin the raid.