Chapter 15

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3rd Person POV

Today was Thursday, and (Y/N) was currently walking to his last class with his hands in his pockets while listening to some music on his headphones. As he turns the corner, he is met with General Ironwood walking down the hallway. 

(Y/N): (Great.)

The both of them continue to walk until they're right in front of each other. (Y/N) sighs and takes off his headphones and looks at Ironwood who was currently glaring at him with his fists clenched. 

(Y/N): Can I help you? 

Ironwood: (Serious) You certainly may by explaining to me what the hell you were doing in the Vale Police Department a few nights ago!?

(Y/N) merely smirked at his question.

(Y/N): Oh that... Well, I was just visiting an old "friend" to discuss some business but... well... um? Things kind of got out of hand.  

Ironwood: That still doesn't explain why there are dozens of officers in the hospital currently getting taking care of for the injuries that you gave them!!!

(Y/N): Well, it's not my fault that their commissioner had to notify every single officer in the damn building that I was there. I just wanted to get some answers for... something. 

Ironwood: And what is this "something" that is so important you had to break into the Vale Police Department!?!?

(Y/N): That's for me to know. And for you to find out later.

Ironwood: Why you little-

(Y/N) interrupts Ironwood.

(Y/N): Now if you'll excuse James. I need to go to class before your "totally not girlfriend or ex" Goodwitch decides to yell at me for being late again. 

(Y/N) then begins to walk around Ironwood to head to class. However, as he is walking pass him Ironwood grabs him by the arm with his metal hand causing (Y/N) to look at him with a glare. 

Ironwood: We are not done here Mister (L/N).

(Y/N): I believe we are. Now get your hand off me before I decide to cut off the other one, meaning you'll have to add more metal to your body. 

Ironwood glared at (Y/N) with hatred before letting him go. 

Ironwood: You're lucky Ozpin won't let me arrest you. 

(Y/N): (And you're lucky that I didn't kill you in your sleep that one time I broke into Atlas Academy. But I'll keep that to myself) And you're lucky I haven't decided to kill you where you stand. 

(Y/N) then looked down and saw how Ironwood's hand was inching closer to his gun. He then looked back at Ironwood. 

(Y/N): You sure you want to do this right now? 

Ironwood: If it means I can finally shut you up. Then yes. 

(Y/N) merely smiled before slowly opening his dimension pocket with his hand. The two of them just stared each other down, waiting for the other one to make a move. As (Y/N) was about to reach for his gun he was stopped by someone calling his name. 

Blake: (Y/N)!!!

(Y/N)/Ironwood: Huh?

They both turned to the end of the hallway and saw Blake walking down the hallway with an annoyed expression. 

(Y/N): Blake what are you- 

Blake: I've been looking everywhere for you. You said we would go to class together!

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