Jaune and the Real Girl.

Chapter 36

Vasily looked at the simple dilapidated department. He had expected far more extravagance from his employer. Terrorists hardly ever settled themselves in the lap of luxury but this was positively depressing.

He turned an eye down the dim shady street spotting his target. A middle aged faunus man walked into the apartment, a reptilian tail swaying behind him as he walked carrying a paper sack full of groceries. He followed him through the door and up the stairs climbing floor after floor behind him.

As they reached the fifth floor he approached his room number 503. He fumbled with his keys for a moment to unlock the door balancing his grocery bag in one arm as he turned the key on the shabby lock.

Vasily approached him from behind ready to pounce on the unsuspecting man. The door swung open and the man turned leveling a pistol right at Vasily.

From inside the apartment Bonnie stepped out pressing a stun gun right into his neck. Vasily stepped forward and grabbed the pistol by the barrel twisting it out of his weak grip and helping Bonnie shuffle him in through the door and closing it behind him.

They threw him onto an old worn couch and Vasily raised the pistol at him. It was a cheap simple snub nose revolver and Vasily already missed his personal revolver. Sadly it had been lost in his last fight with Arc, damn him.

"You really should have better security," Vasily mocked as he recovered from his stunned state rubbing the burn marks on his neck.

"Vasily?" His employer said looking up fearfully at him, "What are you doing here?"

"I thought I'd pop in, collect my money for killing that android and see if I could borrow a few things," he explained to him watching as Bonnie walked to the cover where a collection of old computer monitors and holo screens connected to a massive collection of towers humming as their cooling fans kept them from overheating.

He looked at Bonnie familiarizing herself with his computers. "We weren't ever supposed to meet Vasily, if you want money I can just wire it to your account," he said, his brow glistened with sweat, "how did you even find me?'

Vasily laughed giving a glance to Bonnie, "Oh I keep tabs on all my employers," he explained, "not that you made it too hard, you left some rather sizable digital footprints that Bonnie could find, you really spend too much time on your computer Kalt Eideche."

Kalt's eyes widened as he heard his own name, "How did you-?"

"Your old friends in the White Fang aren't as closed lipped as you might think," Vasily told him with a grin, "Honestly I'm surprised you managed to get this whole thing together, Ironwood is probably going bald to think about how this started."

"It's the digital age," Kalt explained, "When the Atlas branch of the White Fang dissolved I thought I had to do something with all the funds and equipment Adam Taurus had sent."

Vasily chuckled, "So you outsourced to a bunch of criminals and a couple of assassins," Vasily finished finding the idea so amusing.

"And drones," Kalt added in giving glances to Bonnie who kept typing away at his computer.

"Were you really hoping to accomplish anything? Other than attracting hordes of grimm and irritating General Ironwood?" Vasily asked him.

"I was hoping other groups might take advantage of the chaos," Kalt explained to him, "if you and Flex had done your job and eliminated huntsmen it might have happened."

Vasily laughed, "Something might have happened if Flex had succeeded in disposing of Ironwood," he said.

"I paid him millions up front," Kalt explained.