RWBY: End Game

Sam

Mission Briefing: Operation S
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Subject: Samuel Seolfar
Hair: Brown
Eye: Brown
Race: Human
Color: Caucasian
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 180 lb
Semblance: Mimic, copies other semblances via physical contact with others, can store up to 2 semblances
Weapon: multi-Dust manipulation Jacket, he also carries a knife, wire, and a semi-automatic pistol. He has two gauntlets that he uses mostly as shields but also to gauge the amount of semblance copied
Info: Target is a vigilante gone wrong. He kills his victims, often in gruesome ways. He is speculated to be a racist since his victims are all members and/or suspected members of the White Fang. He is proficient with many weapons (guns, swords, ect.), hand to hand combat, and other various items (i.e. stools). He is suspected to be a sadist and is very dangerous. Approach him with caution. Police are trying to track him down but to no avail.


Mission: Capture him alive without alerting the V.P.D. and while causing as little damage as possible. We do not want the public to know about this mission.

​All info on this Document is Strictly Classified
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Third Person Pov


Ozpin: I want you three to bring him to me so I might rehabilitate him and have him enroll at beacon. I believe his abilities could be beneficial if used correctly.

Speed: I have a quick question. Did he kill someone with a stool?

Ozpin: actually he killed 25 people with a stool.

Speed: Shit! Do we know why?

Ozpin: He was in a bar fight.

Olivia: And you want that in your school?

Ozpin: I want a talented young man to be pointed in the correct direction so he may aid our cause. Do we have any other questions?

Noah: I have one. How are we going take this fucker down?

Ozpin:  That is what I like to hear.
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Sam's Pov

I pull my hood over my head..."it's show time" I whisper to myself with a smile. I take the dental floss off of my belt, slowly creeping up to my target. This is the moment I have been waiting for; I wrap the wire around his neck and pull tightly planting my knee in the middle of his back. Another White Fang member down... Damn I'm good. I stand up and give myself a high five and scream "Hell Yeah!!" This is one of those moments I have on my bucket list. I have always wanted to kill someone with dental floss. Actually I started to feel that urge around the time I woke up this morning. I'll be honest I have no concern for these jokers 'cause they can hardly touch me. So why not have a little fun with them.

"What the hell!!!!" A Faunus screams behind me. I whip around and place a bolt of lightning right into his diaphragm. He screams in pain. I strut over to him and break his neck. By this time the whole place was on high alert.  I was practically surrounded. I created a wall of ice around me.  Bullets bounced off stopping in their tracks. The White Fang stopped firing to conserve their bullets. One got closer to my icy cage and I shattered the ice blowing it into the crowd using wind dust. I smile as I burst into flames killing multiple enemies. I look down at the crisps and crush on of the skulls under my foot. The cowards scattered, probably to try to kill me from a safe distance or something, by my count there should be 20 left.  Just then one of them charges at me, I make and ice sword and block the significantly larger man. "FUCK!!" I grunted. I can't let him throw off my cool so I use my semblance, mimic, to I copy his semblance, strength. I look at my right gauntlet. "Shit, I need a little longer" to make another ice sword and proceed to chop off his left hand."I hope that's not the hand you jerk off with" I taunt him. He was pissed, and I don't blame him, I mean if I lost my jerking hand I would be pretty mad too. I decide to play with him a little just giving him shallow cuts to inflict pain. Eventually he lost steam and I pinned him to the ground using ice. I step onto his back to continue to charge, mimic. "Sooo, what is it like to be topped." I say laughing.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw female trying to run away but I froze her foot to the ground.  "I'll be back for you later," I say with a wink. I stab the Faunus under my foot in the nape. The rest decided to come at me as a group. I changed my weapons to an ice hatchet and a flame sword and gave a cocky smile. 17 of them in all. The first I stabbed in the gut and left him to bled to death.  Three came at once and I beheaded one planted a hatchet in one's neck then broke the third's neck. The rest rushed and fired at me. Some became human shields and others died slowly and painfully all in a storm of blood. My favorite as when I planted the hatch in the last soldiers shoulder and I tore his arm off. I counted to myself and after I finished my prestige math I realized there were two living, the girl and a coward. I take a second to catch my breath and I yell "are you just gonna let me have my way with this girl!" I snicker to myself and walk over to her and she is squealing in terror. BOOM! The boxes where knocked over and I was face to face with a paladin. "Finally" I boast "It seems this beautiful work of Atlas tech is a little late to the party. Well better late than ever."
"Fuck you, psychopath." He says disgusted
"You flatter me." I retort
I lunge at him with two flaming swords slashing at the paladin's heel hoping to immobilize it. That didn't work to well and it resulted in me hitting a wall pretty damn hard. A flurry of bullets followed but I was just barely able to create an ice wall to protect myself. I lunge again with a new plan. I create a hammer of rock and use wind dust to launch me up. I hit it as hard as I could and added to the blow by propelling it with wind.  It hit the ground with a large thud, but it recovered quickly. The pilot was good. I decided to activate mimic and use the strength I copied. I dart strait for the left foot and I give it a powered up punch knocking it out from under it. The leg became dislocated and it could no longer get back up. I walk towards the cockpit and I check my right gauntlet. "That was close I am almost out of super strength." I mutter to myself.  I tear open the hatch. The pilot was a boy was no older than 16 and was skinny as a twig. He was begging for his life and it was pathetic and. I picked him up by his collar and spat in his face. "What a little bitch" I sneer Then I decided I would just beat him until he died no need to waste dust or ammo on this shit. I throw him on the ground and follow with a swift foot to his rib cage. He screamed in pain as his ribs cracked under the pressure of my foot. I delivered another kick to his crotch and he started to cry. I help him up only to punch him into the gut. He flew backwards into the dust crates knocking a few over. He was coughing up blood and struggling to breathe. He took a knife off of his belt and he stabbed himself in the throat. I laugh looking at the carnage of the battle, though very one sided. Now for the best part... the spoils. I walk over to the woman still stuck to the ground. She was weeping uncontrollably mourning the death of her fallen comrades, but when she saw me she quickly stopped. I had a malicious grin on my face and I grabbed her by the jaw. I noticed her soft features and orange hair. She had a fox tail, moderately sized breasts, blue eyes and a face stained by tears.  I almost felt sorry for her. I originally stated killing Faunus and the White Fang to avenge my parent's and brother's death, now it is something that I do for fun. Her grim mask was on the ground and she looked into my eyes. I decide to be that guy and steal a kiss from her. "Hey my name is Sam, but you can just call me Daddy" I whisper in her ear
"Like Hell I would" she spat.
"I believe you mean, like hell I would Daddy." I looked at the mask and back at her. I knew I couldn't let down my act now; I was already in too deep. I picked up the mask and asked her
"So you were playing grimm with your faunus friends, even though daddy doesn't like that." I say to her like she is a six year old. I start to heat up the mask to the point it was glowing orange and I look to her. "It'll be a shame to mess up your pretty face, but daddy has to punish his little girl. We can't have you growing up to be bad girl now, can we?" Her eyes grew wide in fear as she understood what I was about to do. With no hesitation I pressed the mask onto her face permanently branding it onto her. She wailed in pain as I continued to heat it up but after a few minutes of torture then she screamed "Daddy! Please! Stop! I'm Sorry!" the she fell silent. She had died I assumed in one of the most painful ways I have killed, but to finish her off I cut off her arms. I looked at my carnage for a second and then I told myself it was all for them and I walk away from the scene.

I am alone just me and my dust jacket in a trashy bar. At least the bartender is cute. She is about 17-18 5'3'' with nice legs draped in white stockings. She had long silver hair and green eyes. She had a short skirt and a blouse. She filled it out nice with fairly big breasts, but not melons.  Hmmmm I wonder how sensitive they are.  Maybe I'll get the chance to find out tonight. I asked for some water. She gave me the water. Something wasn't right... mostly because she drugged it, but I held out. About 2 minutes after finishing I looked like a drunken fool but I wasn't going down. So she handed me another drink and I continued to down that too. At this point a man in a mask walked up beside me. He was motioning something to the girl. At this point Drunk Sam decided to touch her tits, which I have had my eyes on all night. The masked man was pissed. He grabbed my arm and punched me through the bar. "You punch like a girl!!" I shout at him. I than decided to run at him and try to punch him back. I missed dramatically. There I lay on the ground looking up.  "Jackpot" I said to myself as I see the bartender's panties. "I see you like stripes" I quip, only to be met with a heel to the diaphragm.
"You Pervert!!" she screamed. The fucker was wearing a mask started to cuff me and all I could do since I was drugged was shout "What are you scared Pussy? Take off the cuffs and fight me like a man!" They brought me outside to a car and threw me in the trunk. While I was screaming bloody murder, the girl, having enough of me took off her stocking and shoved it in my mouth to gag me. "I bet you like that you pervert" she said disgusted as the masked one slammed the trunk close. At this point I was barely conscious... if you could call it that, but I could still hear them.

"Yeah, he barely fought back. I thought he was supposed to be dangerous." from what I guessed the female said.
"Well, we did drug him" a new voice said
"Disappointing we had to take him alive" A low grumbled voice said.
"Well let's get this over with and get him to Ozpin" said the female voice.
I blacked out.

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I awoke with one hell of a headache.  "Fuuuck" I moaned and I looked around the bare room.  All that was here was a table, a mirror, a chair, a lamp, and the chair I am chained to. I had one free arm, my right.  A man with silver hair and glasses walked in and sat down in the other chair. He looks at me. "You look a little uncomfortable there" He says
"Thanks for noticing" I quickly retort
"I think you know why you are here" he continues
"Yep, I figured I would get caught eventually. I have killed a lot of Faunus." I said with no remorse
"Good, now that we got that out I want to offer you a chance to stay out of prison." He replied
"I'm listening."
"I want you to come to my school, Beacon. I feel you have a lot of talent and I rather you be rehabilitated than wasting it."
"I think I will go to Beacon rather than getting prison raped. After all I am a good looking dude"
"Good choice Mr. Seolfar, I am looking forward to seeing you" He hands me a pen and says "sign here" I take it and do as he says. Then he smiled got up and I dropped the pen reaching out to shake his hand and I activated mimic. We shake and I start to copy his semblance, but something was wrong. I grunt with pain as my right arm felt like it was on fire.
"Nice try Mr. Seolfar" he said smiling as he continued to leave the room.
I was shocked. I don't know what went wrong. Maybe he is just that powerful.
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Speed's POV

"Hey, Ozpin I was checking the carnage of Sam's last fight, when I noticed one of the bodies was missing." Ozpin looked back at me "I think we will be fine, assuming that Sam killed all of the White Fang members there, unless someone can bring back the dead. Good night Speed we will deal with this in the morning."
"Good night professor" I reply and I head to bed.