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Chapter III: To Mantle!

Salem: Now Y/N your next objective is a simple, but also... not so simple one.

Me: Whatever it is, I'll get it done.

I assured, Charlie leaned against a wall adjusting his scope on Lobotomizer as Lilith was currently modifying her boots. The blades were gone but the boots gained a full metal finish, with retractable blades facing downwards for kicks and quick kills.

Salem: Your new mission is to go to Atlas.

Me: Why Atlas? Why not Vacuo? Why not Mistral?

Salem: Because you're my greatest asset. I cannot waste you in pitiful attacks on Academies. Clearly you're above that.

I bowed to her a bit, thanking her for the proclamation.

Me: Thank you, I appreciate it.

Salem smiled a bit as she nodded back, continuing.

Salem: Your next objective is to go to Atlas. Get some men and be-head the snake... That is the Schnee Dust Company.

I almost scoffed. She pulls me away from going toe-to-toe with another huntsman academy... for this?

Me: Uh, may I inquire...

Salem: If the Grimm are to take over, humanity must have no chance. Get rid of their dust supplies, you might as well be cutting off their vital bloodline.

That made a little sense, eh what the fuck?

Me: Okay, consider it done.

Salem: Very well.

Getting up from the chair I looked at both Lilith and Charlie. Nodding slightly. I already had it all planned out in my head, the perfect storm...

Lilith: Time to go?

Me: Yup.

Charlie: Fantastic, perhaps this'll give me the opportunity to tell you the story of how I killed the leader of the Vale Drug Cartel... what was your name again?

He wasn't staring at me, he was staring at Lilith. She looked at him, sighing.

Lilith: It's fucking Erich Von Manstein...

Charlie: Calm that mouth love, geez.

Me: Lazuli, that's enough.

Charlie looked at me with surprisingly little regard for what I just said. He glared at me with deadeye expression, he's a lot taller than what I thought he was. At least 6ft 1in

Charlie: Listen here short stuff, yes you're Salem's little playing card for her to use when she needs somethin' done. But now, I'm he main game, so how about you get to the back, and be the brains of the operation eh?

Me: I don't want this to end in your blood staining my hoodie... Please stop flirting with my girlfriend.

Lilith: Yeah, how about you take his advice. You don't want the wrath of Beacon's Doom to come crashing down.

Charlie's eyes grew wide. He looked at Lilith as if to say 'you kidding me?' then he pointed at me in curiosity.

Charlie: You the punk who blew up Beacon?

I nodded slightly, but sinisterly. Enough to show him that I meant business.

Me: Yeah, why? Were you planning on going there?