Lost Father

Attack On Beacon

Y/N POV

Once things have calmed down in Vale I make my way to Ozpin's office. There I see Glynda and Ozpin waiting on me.

Ozpin: "Okay now Y/N, show us what you found."

I set the files down each handing them one.

Y/N: "Turns Bensley is like me. Meaning he was kidnapped and trained to be the perfect Huntsman. I take it you guys have heard of the Perfection Project?"

Glynda: "Nope."

We look at Ozpin.

Ozpin: "I heard only rumors."

Y/N: "Well essentially it's a program where children were experimented on in hopes of turning them into powerful fighters. Upon their graduation they were branded with an animal meant to represent a core aspect of their being. I thought we just died off, but seems that wasn't the case."

Glynda: "Experimenting on child, and for what? A fifty fifty chance of them gaining power? That's beyond messed up."

Y/N: "It was a living hell. A hell that lasted through our entire childhood."

Ozpin: "Are there others?"

Y/N: "Excluding Bensley and myself, about four left. Location all unknown. In other words,"

Ozpin: "They could be right under our nose for all we know."

Glynda: "Is there anyway we could identify them?"

Y/N: "Not likely, the people who ran the project were smart enough to never use our real names in writing. Made it easier to track us down."

Glynda: "So what do we do?"

Ozpin: "Suppose there's only one thing we can do."

Y/N: "Yeah. Wait until they decide to make a move."

Glynda: "What about the tournament?"

Ozpin: "We'll keep it booked. Who knows, maybe the enemy wouldn't dare attack with so many eyes around."

Y/N: "There may be some truth there. One thing we were taught was to work without being seen."

*timeskip*

It's time for the tournament and so far nothing's happened. I've called in some favors and got some hired hands to pose as security. While they guard the outside I maintain a watchful eye on the inside. While everyone's watching the tournament I'm too busy watching for any sign of trouble.

Neo: "Did you see that!?!"

Y/N: "Huh? No, what happened?"

Neo: "Aren't you watching the tournament?"

Y/N: "I'm on a mission right now."

Neo: "Come on dad, this is a special occasion. You should kick back and watch the fun."

I sigh.

Y/N: "You're right. I should be having fun."

Earpiece: "Sir, Ericson isn't responding."

Y/N: *under breath* "Have you checked on him? Maybe he's using the bathroom."

Earpiece: "Checking. He isn't-"

Suddenly the line goes quiet.

Y/N: "Davey. What the hell's going on? Answer me."

There's nothing but silence. But I pick up faint chuckling. This makes me stand up.

Neo: "You okay?"

Y/N: "Yeah, just gonna go grab some food."

Neo: "Ooh, bring me some popcorn. Please."

I nod heading to deal with whatever's happening. When I reach the location I catch something foul. Following it I open the door. That's when I see the bodies of Ericson and Davey. 

Y/N: "Shit. Daniels, Heath, you guys see anything?"

The only response I get is bloody gurgles. Clenching my fist I run to find however it is killing my men. But as I round the concession stand something metal slams into the back of my head. When I awake I immediately see smoke and fire everywhere.

Y/N: "Neo, can you hear me?"

Neo: "Dad! Thank Oum you're okay."

Y/N: "What the hell happened?"

Neo: "We don't know. One moment everyone's laughing then next a bunch of bombs went off. Then the Grimm came and all hell broke loose."

Y/N: "Where're you now?"

Neo: "Helping my team with evacuations."

Y/N: "Good, keep it up. I'm gonna go find the asshole responsible for this."

Neo: "Be careful."

Y/N: "I will."

I take off running towards Beacon. When I get there I see everything tore up. My attention is then turned to Beacon Tower where clashing is heard. Getting to the top I see Pyrrha about to have her head sliced off. 

Withdrawing my daggers I rush at her attacker. I bring down my daggers cutting into the arm that's holding the weapon. They drop Pyrrha aiming their hand at me. A giant spike juts out of their hand nearly piercing me.

Y/N: "Who the hell are you?"

Ezekiel: "Ezekiel Browning. Porcupine."

Y/N: "So you're a gifted."

Ezekiel: "Yes, and I'm gonna be the one to kill the great wolf, Y/N L/N."

He makes a spiked blade on his arm and swings it. I lean back having the blade cut the front of my shirt. I use my ability to gain distance and open fire at him. Ezekiel turns around making dreadlocks of quills cover his back sparing him.

Ezekiel: "Nice try, but my quills can stop shots from even a fifty cal. Your peashooters ain't gonna do nothing but tickle me."

He laughs flicking his head. This makes the quills be launched towards me. Thinking quick I enact a dodgy plan. I dodge the quills then rush forward bringing down my blades. They collide with the quills doing a grand total of absolutely nothing.

Ezekiel: "You're gonna need to try harder than that."

I grit my teeth bracing for the pain. My body then vibrates as I force myself forward in time. I appear in front of Ezekiel causing his eyes to go wide.

Ezekiel: "Crap."

I thrust my daggers forward skewering his sides. His quills retract into his hair as I withdraw my daggers.

Y/N: "Answer me, who put you up to this and why?"

Ezekiel: "I did it because it's necessary."

Y/N: "Why?"

Ezekiel: "There's a battle brewing, battle for control."

Y/N: "Control for what?"

Ezekiel: "Leadership of the gifted."

Y/N: "Where're the others?"

Ezekiel: "If you wish to end this, go to Haven. It's there the fate of the gifted will be decided."

He passes out from his injuries. I begin walking away when all of my energy leaves me. I sway before passing out too.