Technodude's Story Pilots

Jaegers of Monarchia (RWBY Fanfic)

Location: Tenebris Lowlands
Date: December 18, 79 AGW
Time: 11:47 PM STT

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A group of White Fang members are desperately sprinting throw a forest with the shattered moonlight shining through some of the trees. The Faunus breath heavily from exhaustion as they sprint. One of them points to a cave nearby.

WF Leader: *whisper* Over there! Quick, inside!

The White Fang quickly run into the cave and go deep enough to barely see the entrance. They pant heavily but try to keep quiet as they hear boots running by the mouth of the cave. The Faunus stare at the entrance with fear on their faces for a few moments until the footsteps go away and nothing seems to enter. They all sigh in relief.

WF Leader: I think...we lost 'em. Phew...

He sits down to catch his breath as one of the other members starts speaking.

WF Member: Oh my Gods. I-I thought this continent was abandoned! I thought we'd only have to worry about Grimm here!

Then a female member speaks.

WF Member 2: Scout things out, find a suitable place to set up a base for operations, get out, that was the plan. But now two-thirds of our group is dead and our transports were destroyed.

WF Leader: I know, I know. Give a me a minute to think.

The leader lays the back of his head against the rock wall. He tries thinking of a solution that could get the group out of this continent.

WF 1: What about one of the old fishing towns a little further south? Maybe there's a boat we could use?

WF 3: A boat is better than nothing. And if we time it right, we can leave in the morning and then make our way down. By then, our pursuers will be far away from here.

WF Leader: No, if they don't find us tonight, they'll assume we might go for a boat before we wake up. We'd likely walk right into an ambush... We go tonight. Wait half an hour to rest up and have them get some distance, then get going.

The other White Fang members look at each other with concern before nodding at their leader.

~A Few Hours Later~

The White Fang group hide behind trees at the end of the forest, looking beyond the trees. They see an abandoned village across a field of tall grass.

WF Leader: There it is. Anyone see anything besides the buildings?

A couple of the Faunus take out binoculars and look through them. One keeps an eye on the field while the other eyes that village.

WF 2: I see a boat house, I think. Though I don't see anything of interest beyond that.

WF 3: The field looks clear.

The leader nods and gestures for the group to move forward. The Faunus take out their weapons and run through the field. They make it into the village and see the buildings that have laid dormant since the War. As they walk down the village roads to get to they boathouse, they notice something strange.

WF 1: I thought the colonial settlements were destroyed by the Grimm. Where are the skeletal remains of the settlers?

WF Leader: Maybe the Grimm ate up the bodies?

WF 1: I don't think they would consume their bones, boss.

One of the White Fang looks to her left as they pass some of the houses. They see a portion of land with no buildings on it. However, there are dozens of unmarked graves all over it.