Betrayed by those they trusted and left for dead, Falke and Pyrrha are now on their own. With no direction and no help they must make their way through an ever-changing Remnant as dark forces make their move, but those aren't the only beings looking...
As the blue lines that broke through reality close, the darkness that shrouded the planet lifts as everyone can now clearly see Falke standing in the middle of the battlefield. However, his outfit has slightly changed. The once short jacket has now been changed to a long dark blue overcoat with the sleeves rolled up just above his elbows. Revealing dark black tattoos along his forearms, he also wears black gloves. His eyes glow a bright blue as lightning arcs around him.
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Taking a few steps forward, he points the blade's handle toward Angelo, who stands only a few feet away.
Falke: "This is your only chance Jaune...leave now, or you and your men won't be." His glare was cold and unfeeling.
Angelo: Contemplating his options for a moment, "Argh!... Fine, men fall back. Return to base...when we meet again, Falke, I will kill you."
A quick flash of a demonic figure appears behind Falke as he stares down Angelo.
Falke: "No...you won't." His voice was low and booming like thunder.
Angelo and his team leave as the others watch on, stunned at what just occurred. They still couldn't process the amount of pressure Falke exudes at this moment. As the soldiers finally disappear into the cliffs surrounding the arches, Falke takes a deep breath as the overwhelming pressure fades away, as the blue glow left his eyes returning to his red eyes. He turns to face the others as shows a small smile.
Falke: "Sorry if I kept you all waiting."
Fox: "Uh...nah man, your good."
Before Falke could respond, he's tackled to the ground by Pyrrha as she cries. All Falke could do was lay on the ground, hugging her back.
Falke: "Sheesh...I was only gone for what like 5 minutes, maybe 10."
Vergil: Summoning himself over the two, "Technically, you were gone for only a moment out here." De-summoning himself.
Falke: "Really, Pyrrha? I leave for not even a minute, and you instantly go into the end of the world mode." *sigh* "What am I gonna do with you?"
Pyrrha: "Just shut up and let me love you." After a moment, she allows him to stand up.
But before he can get his bearings, he is pulled into another hug by Qrow, who squeezes the life out of Falke.
Qrow: "Don't you ever scare me like that ever again! You hear me!?... I thought...I thought I'd never get to see you again." His voice filled with anger as it quickly turned into that of tears.
Falke softly smiles as he hugs his father back. This would be the first time he'd seen him since he realized that Qrow is actually his biological father.
Falke: *Whispering* "I met mom, she told me about you and her...which makes me your real son."
Qrow: *Whispering* "I know, Rave' showed me the photo. I think deep down...I always knew."
