Chapter 2: Taken

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"This is your fault. You realize that, don't you?"

Robyn Hill paced all around her cell, brows furrowed in frustration, "All I wanted was to bring people together, to give them a chance at a better life. But you..." She stopped her pacing, turning to glare menacingly at the one responsible for her frustration, sitting in the cell next to hers.

Jacques: "Me? I am a victim!" Robyn scoffed and resumed her pacing, as Jacques Schnee continued his attempt at playing the victim, "I'll admit I was duped, used...and although my hands may not be clean, at least I am not a murderer!" He glared pointedly at the dark haired man, sitting silently in his own cell. Qrow Branwen's eyes were fixed on the late Clover Ebi's blood stained charm in his open palm, barely giving as much as a glance when Robyn stopped her pacing in front of him, gazing at his glum form sadly.

Robyn: "He didn't kill anybody..." shaking her head slightly as if to remind her to stay on topic, she resumed her pacing, as well as her assault, "And I'm not gonna stand here and be lectured by some snake in a moustache, who helped that man tear us all apart!".

That man. The fourth prisoner in the room. Arthur Watts waved lazily in his cell, "Yes, well...I suppose we're all stuck in it together now". Jacques let out a scoff with a smug smile, "Speak for yourself. I know the right people, I'm sure Whitley has reached out to my legal team and will have me out of here before you can say..."

Robyn: "SHUT UP!!" A fist slamming into the barrier dividing her cell from Jacques' was enough to make him flinch in fear, and more importantly, keep him quiet, at least temporarily. Just then, there was a buzz from the door, and everyone turned to watch as three Atlesian soldiers entered the room. They opened up Watts' cell, and after knocking him out with a quick blow to the face, dragged him out of the room. What was happening wasn't exactly clear but...unless it was an execution, one could assume that the General was; for whatever reason; in need of Watts' talents.

Robyn sighed sadly, and finally sat down, "I hate not being able to do anything"

Qrow: "We can do something..." Robyn turned to face Qrow as he spoke for the first time. His eyes had hardened with resolve.

Qrow: "...We can kill the man who put us here"
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Yang: "The others are definitely missing out!"

Kai held on for dear life, as Yang sped down the empty streets of Mantle on a high tech bike

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Kai held on for dear life, as Yang sped down the empty streets of Mantle on a high tech bike. Pietro had given them the keys to his pharmacy before they left so they could pick up some of the new tools and gadgets he had been developing for the team. Part of which, were these high tech, high speed, state of the art transport bikes.

Kai: "Uh...aren't you enjoying this a little too much?"

Yang: "You might want to hold on a bit tighter than that, big boy" Kai barely had time to comply, as the blonde then swerved sharply without warming, straight towards a flipped over car, using it as a ramp to soar high towards a nearby building. Tilting the bike mid-air, she then rode on the side of the builing shortly, before using her right gauntlet to shoot at the wall, the recoil flipping the bike over into a 360 degree spin, before landing back on the road again.

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