Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-26388029-20140709060249

The steps of high heeled shoes clacked in the midsummer night air. The lady who was wearing them had an elegant red dress with bright yellow highlights that glowed in the darkness. Her gleaming gold eyes searched the streets for a certain man, who she found in a dark alleyway littered with trash on her left. The woman clad in red slipped into the thin space between the apartment buildings.

"Everything set up, Roman?" asked the woman, to which he replied, "Everything's ready, Cinder. Just need to give the signal for attack."

Cinder smiled with pleasure. "Go ahead, Roman. You know what to do."

Roman nodded, typed a few hidden characters into his Scroll, and pressed enter.

"Let the fireworks begin," he said smugly as he looked expectantly at the academy in the distance.

~

Inside the school, Ozpin could sense something wrong.

He had been monitoring Roman's movements as best he could, which were scanty at best. But lately they had been more active than before. The headmaster could definitely sense a pattern in his recent activities. Dust stolen from shops. An important robot shipment gone missing. Some White Fang members had not moved since a fortnight ago. His agents had tried their best to help, but to little avail. Whatever Roman was planning, it was something big. Ozpin was just not sure what.

I should notify Glynda about this, he thought and sent a message to her on his Scroll, telling her to come up to his office.

Ozpin leaned back in his chair and stared up at the ceiling of his quarters, contemplating the probability of an attack.

''My Aura's been acting up all night, though. The more I think about it, the more it must be true.''

~

"You sense that?"

Annie was awake and alert, staring out the window into the black of the night, as if something was out there. Her teammates could not sleep, and resorted to staying awake with her.

"Hmm. Tense..." said Roger, his shoulders rippling under his clothes as he stood up from his bed. "It's not every night that I feel like this..."

"Something's going to happen, I'm sure of it. Why hasn't Ozpin alerted the school yet?" said Yara. "The students are all shuffling around. They can't just ignore their Aura." Outside Team GRAY's dorm room door, low voices sounded out from the various warriors.

"I was wondering that myself. It might be nothing, but with our Aura like this, there's no way we can sleep," said Grayson. He put on his green mottled cloak and picked up his weapon, a Multifunctional High Velocity Battleaxe named Hope Primordial. "No hurt in getting ready, like Annie is."

~

"I cannot sleep. At all."

Out came the voice of Reina after 30 minutes of lying awake uncomfortably. Like the other teams, they had not been able to go to sleep.

"No shit something's wrong," said Eli. He began to get dressed again.

"For once, I have to agree with Eli," concurred Azura, getting his gauntlets. "There's no reason why our Aura's been acting like this. It might be also why she's dressed like that." The wolf faunus gestured at Team TEAR's leader.

The team leader, Thymeria, was already fully dressed. Her long, thin auburn pigtails passed over her purple armor, and her massive Rotational Jet Propulsive Broadsword, Evening Star, lay on her back.

"You can just hear the students." Thymeria gripped the handle of her weapon. "Soon."

~

Back in Ozpin's office, the headmaster had finally made up his mind.

"Professor, I've been feeling it, too. It's too strong not to ignore it," said Glynda. "All the students are in the hallways, talking to each other. Some are already dressed."

"I was thinking of addressing them, anyways. I would rather not start something, though."

And then it struck.

Something blasted into the side of Ozpin's room and detonated, rocking the whole school. Glynda and the headmaster were thrown back on the opposite side. Alarms were ringing. The haze of dust filled their lungs, choking them into unconsciousness.

As Ozpin's sight was engulfed in black, his mind slipping away, he had one thought.

So ends the unwanted peace for the wanted war... 