He didn't care to admit it but the stench was of Grimm to many for him to count but he new one thing was for sure it was an army. 

"There his a mass of Grimm comming our way we need to get out there and take a post somewhere..." Roy slowed to look the Heir in his eyes as his words now sank deep in his chest as they moved in his mind. Slowly they rolled off his tounge... "Many will die today and others will be seperated... We need to fight but we will not make much an impact." Roy said realizing just the two of them wonuldn't be enough to trigger any alarms or save anyone they could only fight until they could no longer side by side. 

---

Shiro ran fast as fast as he ever had in his entire life. He was dieing to see this match in person such a huge fan, so many draws in the sparring halls with his friend he needed to be there to support her. But as he pulled out his scroll to watch the cast he studied her face and his pace slowed drastically. He knew something was off she seemed... Burdened in someway. He knew she was off. Things seemed hairy and his tailed slowly perked upwards as he thought.

He could not make heads or tails of the situation but he knew he needed to watch from here. He could run no longer as the fight had begun and action happened fast.

Amet felt uneasy with Roy's words. The Faunus was not one to lie, however - Amet knew he was right. Something didn't feel right. And after looking at the past festivals, something like this never occured. There was a bigger plan in play.

"We need more information, Roy. I'll take point and bring you to my hill. From there, we may be able to see a bigger picture of this. On the way there, I will try to wrap my mind around this. Anything you can think of is appreciated."

---

(Skipping here. The rest of the team is just watching the coverage. Perhaps we build up a bit on Amet and Roy while Shiro goes to the stadium).

Roy followed the heir trying to keep up, as he seemingly increased the pace of which they were going. Many thoughts flow Roys mind. Why Beacon? Why now? What was the goal? To many questions to some he could only guess the answers the others he wished he never did. one thing was for sure to him with this kind of force approching there was to be to much death. Inocent people from lands distant to be slaughtered the families who will lose thier childeren, whom only wished to train to make the land better. 

Roy grapsed his blade thinking of the carnage. 'I will cut everyone of them to ribbons' Roy promised in his head. 

But who could rally them this way? His mind drew a blank for sometime when the rugged face of a broken man flashed before his eyes.... 

"No.." Roy whispered to himself knowing a man he never killed may infact be behind this.

-- 

(Shiro watches the fight standing in place.)

Amet saw Roy grip his sword. The hier put his hand on the wolf's shoulder.

"Somehow, I doubt he is behind this. He alone could not cause a storm. This...premoition. Why?" Amet didn't recall any strange faces wandering the halls as of late. Which meant...

"Roy. Do you recall when Beacon took in students from the other kingdoms? Did any of them stick out to you? There were so many new faces, it would be near impossible to pinpoint a group. I have to think on this more.

"But what about our other two team members? Should we let them know?'"

The pair were coming on the main hall very soon. After that...only the powers that be would know what would happen next.

---

(Same as before)

"Maybe only one or two but honestly with this many new arrivals for the tornament I guess everyone seems out of place to me." The wolf said gaining speed knowing The Heir would not lose pace, "Who ever is behind this was five steps a head. They waited til the tournament kept running on, they made sure they had the crowds most attention, almost like... they mean to draw attention to themselves, make a name almost.." Roy put some thoughts on a line in his mind.

"Amet." I can't be the only one, do you feel like Ozpin has been off as of late?" Roy said recalling weird events and encounters with the headmaster. "I am not saying he is behind this but I am saying I think he knew something was going to happen. He has been rather dodgy as of late and tends to not talk long anymore." He said as the rounded out the main corridor. Students hanging around the walls and some spots by the windows enthralled by the match at hand. 

"No we can't tell the others. We are already to late..." The wolf said as the students in the corridor began to scream and shout be the sounds of someone being dismembered. Roy looked up through the largest window above them and saw a giant Nevermore flew over them towards the stadium.

The Wolf now engaged a full out sprint towards the open main hall door.

Amet said nothing, but tried to process all of this information given to him. As he was doing so, Roy broke pace and full-out sprinted to the outside of Beacon. Just as he did so, a shattering SCREEEEEEEEEE pierced the silence. The pair rushed out, only to stop dead at the door - a fully-grown Nevermore had broken the Vytal defenses and was assaulting the school. Amet thumbed an ememrgency message to ARAM's scrolls - a signal to meet him immediately. The heir heard Roy's scroll beep loudly, knowing the message was sent.

Amet looked up - now there were beowolves swarmin the coutyard. This was all happening so fast, who could have planned this? Amet must've been saying what he was thinking because Roy looked over to him.

he shook his head and drew his sword. "Beacon can't defend itself, the whole battlenet is down. Roy, we make a stand here, and wait for ARAM to shine!"

---

Aurus was watching the fight unfold. Horror struck his face as Pyrrha Nikos brutally dismembered the other fighter....who was a robot from Atlas? This made no sense!! He quickly called Shiro, stepping outside the dojo, Triste and Rozu joining him.

"Shiro....Shiro, you have to get out of there! NOW! Grimm, they're swarming Vale! Triste, round up civilians and put them inside! Rozu, help Tristre! Oh, god, there's one right there!" The call abruptly ended as Aurus threw his scroll back in his pocket, activating Tebuki Tanken, and preparing to fight.

"Lets go, foul beasts!"

Roy was met quickly by a Beowolf fast approching the main halls doors. The Beowolf swung hard with its monstrous claw, Roy simply side stepped, as if in the blink of an eye he cut the arm in half then leaped into the ait severing the head from its body. He kicked off the corpse shooting forward lunging his blade deep into the chest cavity of an Ursa, they both fell to the ground with a loud thud, roy had his footing on the Ursas stomach and groin. Roy held the blade tight and ran up the body of the creature tearing it brutally in two. He looked up and saw two Beowolves leap at him, his sight tracked them almost instantly, he dropped his blade and fell to all fours much like the Beowolf, catching the handle of his blade in his mouth. As the Beowolves leapt over him with thier attack he swiftly rose using his jaw and neck to slice the throat of one Beowolf and using his hands to rip out the throat of the other. 

"Fang over fang." Roy mumbled with his blades handle still in his mouth, he removed it slowly looking upon the next incoming hoard, then to The Heir, "I guess they don't know what a real wolf is capable of," He moved to his partners side placing his hand upon his shoulder, "If we bite the blade today, at least it was side by side with someone I consider family." Roy slowly raised his mask from his neck over the bridge of his nose.

---

"Phyrra..." Shiro was in a loss for words he was a close friend of someone who just murdered a student, or robot... He was lost confused, he thumbed the scroll closed as he was approched by a pack of Beowolves, He put his scroll away and armed himself drawing his blade slowly trying to make heads or tails of it all. He felt his scroll begin to vibrate in his pocket... He did not answer as the Beowolves were to be upon him...

Amet shook his head. "This is not your grave, mark my words, brother." Twin balls of white erupted from the heir's hands, the impact Dust shooting the heir forward at a blinding speed. Amet rolled mid-air, drew his sword, and effortlessly cleaved a Beowolf down the middle.

He landed, somersaulting and driving his massive sword through the jaws of another. On either side, two more Grimm leapt at him. Amet smiled, they were only inches away from him now. Kicking in his Semblance, Amet dropped to the ground on his back, the two beasts colliding into each other. With a snicker, a massive white sphere formed and launched at the Beowolves. Where there were two heads, there were none.

The heir rose, eyeing another ship with the bay doors openning -an Ursa roared from within. Not chancing it, Amet turned his sword into its launcher form and fired a large flameball at the machine. It connected, sending the occupants and the craft down the cliff. Amet fired two more balls from his hands, landing back next to Roy.

"Where are those other two bafoons??"

---

"And stay dead! Folks, get inside! We'll protect you!" Aurus shouted as he withdrew his blade from another corpse.

Shit, Aurus thought as he kept fighting, Shiro didn't answer my hails. Oh gods, I hope nothing bad happened to him. He never should have gone up there alone!

The battle kept escalading. Minutes felts like lifetimes, and even with his Semblance in full swing, the brawler felt tired...or was it a creeping sense of dread? Either way, things didn't look good. But just as Aurus was feeling overwhelmed (along with Triste and Rozu), the Grimm started to thin out. The trio took the opportunity and locked up the dojo.

The three students slumped to the floor admist the frightened townsfolk.

"Shiro..." Aurus whispered, "I won't let you..."

Roy ran towards the large blade of his comrade, to which he stuck in the ground proping it up for roy, the wolf flew high into the air slashing the ground with his dust as he flew over hoards of Grimm. Amet readied and fired at the traped crowd of Grimm erasing what was left of this wave. THe ranks of Grimm thinned but they knew there had to be more elsewhere. THis was war and he could smell the blood of more then the Grimm disposed. 

"Well considering Arro, probably trying to chat up a lady while fighting a Grimm and acting arrogant." The Wolf replied bluntly to the Heir, "I think we should look for others in need of help." Roy said looking to his leader and closest friend.

---

"Well, well, well..." Shiro said plainly, as his tail began whipping side to side excited for his challange. "I see this time you brought friends." The Grimm danced around him creating a moving circle of death ready to consume the young man. 

The first one bolted up from behind in one swift motion, feeling a slight breeze to his left, he dodged right, drawing his blade and stabbing the head of the beast clean through. The moving circles sounds of rabidness grew louder through growls and barks. This time three broke formation and attacked the left, right and front. Quickly Shiro backflipped, forming his shield in the process, and pulled the trigger an explosion blasted the creatures into the air and pushed Shiro to his right into one of the airborn Beowolves. His blade already extened peirced through the chest of the wolf, they were at max height and usuing the momentum, kicked off of the one stuck on his blade towards the one across from him, spinning as he did so removing the head of the other wolf. This petals danced in the air as he was upon the last one and smashed his shield into its jaw as the crashed to the ground, breaking its jaw and neck. Shiro stood the cirlce now but 2 Beowolves.

"I need to get back to my friends and I really don't have time for this." Shiro said moving towards his last enemies slowly in stance.

The heir grunted. "Look for others in need of help? We still need to wait for the other two first! And it certainly is not in our best interest to split up." Amet ducked an incoming beowolf, stabbed it through the sternum, and continued talking to Roy.

"Something needs to be done, but this is a very delicate situation here, wolf. We must stay and fight for as long as we can, but other students may need help. This is a key vantage point for the Grimm to take. If this main entrance is lost, then the entire school is doomed. There will be easy access for Grimm, and lots of them. We hold here for as long as we can, and have faith the other students will fight to the end, as well!"

Amet shot another huge blast of fire from his sword as a group of Ursa came charging in. They writhed on the ground, then fell limp. Just was the Grimm had thinned, more came in from airships. But the presence of star students from JNPR and RWBY abated his mind.

The heir stuck an arm out towards Roy. "You're right, others may need help. I'm sure these students have this on lockdown. Are you with me, brother?"

---

"We need to find him!" Triste stated, "he is our leader, we need him!"

"Well we can't just leave everybody here!" Aurus replied in an agitated tone. It was bad enough that his dojo was filled with townfolk who were either crying, shaking, or worrying about possessions and loved ones. It was not a pretty sight to behold. Not to mention Rozu wasn't helping - in fact, she was just standing there! Not taking part in the subject at all!

"Look Aurus. I get you want to save people. I really do," the faunus responded, "but not everyone can be saved. Without Shrio, we can't-"

"These people are here! they're safe for whatever time is left! If we abandon them now, we might as well abandon Beacon, abandon Vale, abandon being Hunters! They can't fully defend themselves, and they'll be overrun! Don't you see that?!" Aurus shouted, "Shrio is capable of handing himself, I know he is! But what would  he do in a situation like this?"

From out of nowhere, Rozu stepped between the twoother teammates. "He'd stay behind. He'd stay and fight, knowing he could make a difference. And that's what I'm doing. You two, go find him. I'll stay and fight."

Aurus was taken aback, "Rozu...."

The Kiyng heiress hushed the boy's lips. "Go, before my personaliies change their minds, too."

The brawler hung his head, so did Triste. They knew what would become of Rozu, but prayed it would not happend. They hugged, for what may be the last time. Aurus led Truste out the back door and into the alley behind the building. He looked back to the closing door.

Be safe, Rozu. We'll be back for you, Aurus thought. With that, the duo crept through the alley towards the Vytal Stadium.