Hawk groans as he sits up from his bed. Looking to his left, Pyrrha is still sleeping. Getting up, he gets dressed in his usual outfit, putting on his black coat and equipping his gauntlet. Finishing getting dressed, he feels the arms of Pyrrha wrap around his waist.
Pyrrha: "Good morning, you look quite handsome." Placing a kiss on his cheek as he holds her hand.
Hawk: "Morning, how did you sleep?"
Pyrrha: "I slept well, much better with you."
Hawk: "Pyrrha? Can we talk about what happened...last night?"
Pyrrha: "Hmm?"
Hawk: "I understand what we are now, but I have responsibilities to my clan. I just want you to know that I still have to be what I am around the clan members, even if that means I can't show you affection." Pyrrha gently puts her hand on his cheek as she looks longingly into his eyes.
Pyrrha: "I know, and please don't change who you have to be just for me, okay?" He leans his head into her palm as he smiles.
The two would then share a tender moment before Hawk had to re-assume his role as the second-in-command of the clan. As Hawk and Raven overlook their territory map, as both have had success in their missions, the clan territory has greatly expanded.
Raven: "The northern groups in the Deep Forest have combined to go against our expanding influence. Me and Vernal's efforts seem to have caused them to band together in fear."
Hawk: "If you require my assistance in dealing with them, the White Fang hasn't made any moves into our territory in the past few weeks."
Raven: "Your assistance, while it'd be appreciated, isn't necessary. You should continue to focus on the White Fang." Vernal entered the tent.
Vernal: "Mam, someone is here to see Hawk. They claim to be a messenger for the White Fang."
Hawk and Raven look at one another, Hawk nodding as he puts his mask on and heads outside. Stepping outside the tent, he sees the clan members eyeing down a White Fang member tightly holding onto an envelope. He looks at Hawk, and terror sweeps over his face as he gazes upon the fear-inducing mask of Hawk's.
Hawk: "Who are you, and why have you come here?"
White Fang Member: "L-lady Sienna sent me to find "The Talon". I was instructed to give him this." Holding out the envelope.
Hawk walking up, the messenger takes the envelope and opens it to read the letter. After several minutes and silence from everyone, Pyrrha watched the scene unfold from the main tent.
Hawk: Crumpling up the letter. "Lady Sienna Khan wishes to meet "The Talon"."
White Fang Member: "Lady Sienna wishes to discuss the conflict between our two forces. I Have been sent to direct you to her to ensure her area's security. Outside your territory is an escort which will take you to her."
Raven: "She expects for him to go willingly. She must be a fool."
Hawk: "I'll go." Raven looked towards him with confusion. "You and I both know that if they try anything, they won't get a chance to live with their mistake."
Raven: "*sigh* Be careful then. We'll be here for your return."
Hawk looks towards the man as he begins to follow him outside the camp. They continue through the territory. As they exit the southern border, they meet up with a bullhead with White Fang members. They all train their weapons on Hawk as he boards the ship. As he sits and meditates, he can hear the whispers from some of the men. Finally, after many hours of meditation, he could feel the ship land. Getting up, he follows the men as they begin to lead him through the White Fang base. The other members of the White Fang watch Hawk with a mix of fear and disdain. They begin to follow him as they walk down the large hallway. Approaching a large doorway before entering, they disarm him for their leader's safety. They enter into a large throne room; sitting on a throne is a tiger faunus woman in a red and black dress across the large room.
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Child of Omens: Ruination Part 2
FanfictionHawk's life has been defined by power and strength alone. His time at Beacon and with his team has shown him many new outlooks on life but has the lessons he learned stuck with him even after he left. Or have they become something more...