3rd person pov

     A horn sounds as a ship comes into port. Team RWBY and (Y/N) were walking down the street. Weiss was looking a bit happier than usual.

Ruby: I don't think I've ever seen you this excited Weiss. It's weirding me out.

Weiss: How can you not be excited. A festival dedicated to the cultures of the world. There will be dances, parades, a tournament. Oh the amount of planning is simply wonderful.

Yang: You really know how to take something fun and make it sound boring.

Weiss Quiet you.

     After a little bit more walking.

Yang: Remind me again why we are spending Friday at the stupid docks.

Ruby: Ugh, they smell like fish.

Weiss: Well I heard that students of Vacuo are arriving by ship today. And as a reprsentative of Beacon I feel as though it is my solem duty to welcome them here.

Blake: She wants to spy on them so she can have the upper hand in the tournament.

Weiss: You can't prove that.

     Ruby notices (Y/N) is quieter than the others. She turns to see what he's looking at and is shocked. Woah. A dust shop was police taped up. Then everyone else notices and approach the scene. When they get there (Y/N) asks the officers.

(Y/N): Excuse me, Huntsman and huntresses, what happened here.

Officer: Robbery, second shop hit this week. This place is turning into a jungle.

     As the team was about to turn and leave, (Y/N) goes under the police tape.

Officer 2: Whoa, sir your not allowed to cross the tape. Official police work only.

(Y/N): You going to stop me.

     The officers look at eachother then back at you. They then move out of ths way.

(Y/N): Blake I might need your help with pictures and finding clues.

(Y/N) pov

     Blake follows me under the tape. I hand her a camera.

(Y/N): Take photos of anything we find and here use these, don't touch anything unless you have them on.

     Blake and (Y/N) put on rubber gloves and start searching.

(Y/N): Blake, check this out, I've got torn cloth fibers on the broken window. As well as a blood stain, might be from the shooter.

Camera:*Snap*

(Y/N): looks like the perps were in a hurry. Officers, tag it and bag it and get the blood to forensics, see if they can get a DNA match off it.

Officers: You can't order us around.

     I just glare at them.

Officers: Yes, sir.

Blake: I found dust shot cartridges, (Y/N).

Camera: *Snaps*

(Y/N): if these were loaded by the shooter then they might have his DNA on them. Tag 'em and bag 'em.

Blake: (Y/N), take a look at this.

Camera:*Snaps*

Blake: I've got a blood trail here.

     Me and Blake follow the trail to a back closet. Reluctantly I open the closet door. Only to reveal a dead shopkeeper.

Camera: *Snaps*

(Y/N): Help me with this.

     Blake and I move the body to a more open area so we can look at him.

Blake: I think we know where those dust shots came from.

(Y/N): The body has no defensive wounds, so either he was too afraid...

Blake: Or he didn't see it coming.

     Blake and I look nervously at eachother. I tell the officers

(Y/N): Hey, call the morgue tell them to get ready for an autopsy. Tag and bag it all. Get me the case file when you are ready and get me a thermometer now.

     Blake then walks over to the register and notices something odd.

Blake: (Y/N), the register still has lien in it, meaning the perps were here for  the dust and dust crystals.

Camera: *Snaps*

     Then the officers brought the thermometer to me and I stuck it in the dead body.

Officer 1: Are you starting the autopsy right now?

(Y/N): Oum, no. I am taking his liver temprature to calculate time of death. I am getting 0200 hrs. been dead for a little while.

     I then notice something under the dead bodies shirt.

(Y/N): Blake, get a load of this.

     The cops hand me some scissors and I start to cut the shirt open. What we saw was horrifying. A message was carved into the body. Blake was scared at this point as was I.

Blake: FAUNUS FOREVER. What kind of pshyco does something like this.

Camera: *Snaps*

(Y/N): The lack of blood around the message tells me that this was done after the man died, or postmortem. Do you think the White Fang could do anything to do like this.

     Blake just stood there in disturbed silence. As I get up I finally look up at the ceiling and tell Blake.

(Y/N): Well, either the White Fang actually did this....

     Blake looks up as well and we see the White Fang all across the ceiling.

(Y/N): ...or someone is trying to get us to think it was them.

Camera: *Snaps*

(Y/N): Officers tell the morgue I will be by later today after they recieve the body.

Officer 2: Yes sir.

(Y/N): Come on Blake, lets go.

     Blake and I leave the crime scene. Blake hands me back the camera. I take it and put it in my backpack. As we rejoin the team. Weiss and Ruby then questions us.

Weiss: Was it the White Fang?

(Y/N): I am not saying anything conclusive until we have more evidence. But it looks like it.

Ruby: What about that Torchwick guy we stopped awhile back.

(Y/N): Blake and I didn't find any usable fingerprints, a guy like that is too smart to leave any prints behind. *turns to the officers*. Send me any evidence as you find it. Blake and I will figure it out ourselves.

Officers: Yes sir.

Timeskip back at Team RWBY dorm

(Y/N) pov

     As we get back to the dorm Weiss and Blake have been arguing nonstop.

Weiss: You know why I despise the White Fang, because they're a bunch of liars, thieves and murderers!

Blake: Well maybe we were just tired of being pushed around.

     Everyone looks at Blake surprised by what she said. Blake realizes this and dashes past me and out of the dorm.

Weiss: Well look at that a White Fang member. Right under our noses.

(Y/N): I hope your proud of yourself.

Weiss: What is that supposed to mean?

(Y/N): Blake is not only our teammate but our friend. If she were a member of the White Fang don't you think she would've done something by now.

     Before Weiss had a chance to respond, I walk out and try to find Blake. I follow her to the statue in the Beacon courtyard. As I approach she removes her bow to reveal two cat ears. She was a faunus.

(Y/N): You know I have to admit, you do look a lot cuter without the bow.

     Blake turns around surprised that I am standing there without her noticing. She takes a few steps back. I show her I am not here to hurt her. She then starts to cry as I approach her. I pull her into an unexpected hug, which she struggles a little, but then calms down. We then sit next to the fountain.

Blake: How long have you known?

(Y/N): Since my fight with Cardin in the lunchroom.

Blake: Why didn't you say anything?

(Y/N): I didn't tell you my secret on the first chance I got did I. I figured you would tell us when you're ready.

     We just sat there in silence for a few more minutes. Then I tell her.

(Y/N): Take some time for yourself. I will keep the others occupied...

     Blake looks at me with confused then serious eyes.

(Y/N): I am going to follow up on the evidence of today. I am seeing the coroner tomorrow. I just have one question for you. Do you think the White Fang could've done this.

     Blake thinks for a moment then answers.

Blake: If they are I can't see why. They've never need that much dust before.

(Y/N): Call me if you find any possible targets. And I'll be there to help out. Just give me a call.

     Blake gives me a nod as she heads into town and I go back to the dorm.

(A/N): Another chapter done. The plot thickens. Find the conclusion of this case in the next chapter. Thanks for reading.