Qrow is silent to Ozpin's request. "Oz," he starts. "I can only look around so much."

"I know," Ozpin said. "But try if you can. I promised to help them. They kept word and I'm keeping mind."

"All right Oz. I'll be in touch." The screen disappears as both of them hang up. Ozpin takes a deep breath. The worst part about all of this? The waiting. He never knows what Qrow will find, if he finds something, or if the enemies find out more about them. The waiting is torture. Waiting… you never know what to expect.

With Washington and Doc:

Washington fell to his knees coughing up blood. Cuts were everywhere due to him stabbing and cutting himself. The blood drips down into his hands as he cover his mouth to cough. He hovers his other hand over it. He then moves his hand upward controlling a little stream of blood. However he coughs again with a lot more blood coming out.

Doc runs up to him with some bandages and ointment. Luckily Wash wasn't doing this with his armor on. After giving Wash some pain killers and bandaging him, Wash seemed to be slowly getting better.

Washington's breathing slowly turns back to normal, his wounds disappearing. After another minute or two, Washington slowly sits up. He rests his elbows on his knees as he grabs hi head. "You need to be more careful," Doc said.

"Why would I need that when I got you?" Washington said trying to lighten the mood. He coughs harshly again.

"Washington I can only do so much with such limited supplies."

"Although I will admit," O'Malley said taking over. "Watching you cut and stab yourself is mildly amusing."

"Yeah yeah," Washington said waving him off. Washington spits to check if he still has blood saliva. Clear spit, so he's good. Doc helps him up and Washington rolls his arms and legs around.

"I think we should take a break for today Wash," Doc said.

"Yeah, maybe. Look thanks for helping me out with this."

"Any time Wash!" Doc said. "Just do actually take it easy for a while. Like I said I have limited supplies here. Everyone relies on their aura." Washington nods.

"Yeah I noticed." He walks over to his armor. "Maybe it's about time they know that aura can't protect you forever."

"Right how are you going to do that?" O'Malley asked sarcastically. "Have them all waste their aura by punching each other repeatedly? Oh, maybe you're actually wrong about your semblance and you can steal other people aura!"

"Nope, I'm going to dislocate someone's shoulder," Washington nonchalantly said.

"Oh… Isn't that kind of… harsh?" Doc asked.

"Maybe," Washington started putting on his armor. "But too many students here rush head first without thinking of the consequences. Aura may block most of the damage and may heal to a certain degree, but in the battlefield that won't mean anything if it runs out or someone is able to damage you internally."

"That is true." Doc looks to the sky and thinks. "Say Wash, should I have a medic class for the students?"

Washington puts on his helmet and turns toward the purple medic. "I'd actually encourage it if not for your… condition."

"I will make you my slave as I turn this planet to ash!" O'Malley yelled.

"Yeah I got to say I agree," Doc said. "But what if I had a partner? Someone who could keep an eye on O'Malley."

"Yeah question is who?" Washington asked. They both started to walk towards the school.

"No one," O'Malley said. "I am a fire that will send you all into oblivion!"

"I think Caboose could keep me calm," Doc said.

"Yeah but he won't hurt you if O'Malley takes over," Washington stated.

"True. What about you?"

"You're really going to ask me that after seeing me puke blood?"

"You're right that was a stupid thing to say. How about Donut?" Washington thinks about it.

"Yeah I think Donut would be perfect. Just make sure you tell Ozpin or Glynda so they can help you set up."

"Of course." The two walk into the school and start wandering around while they still talked. "Say, what do you think everyone else is doing?"

With Tucker and Simmons:

"Okay okay okay turn left. OW! I said left!" Simmons said.

"Your left or my left?!" Tucker yelled.

"Your left! OW! Okay my left."

"That's my right Simmons!"

"I'm sorry! Let's just get this in."

The two soldiers were carrying a large square table into their dorm. Luckily no one was in it so they could get in without hearing complaints. As they maneuver the big table through the door, they let out grunts and strains as they were carrying this thing for around five minutes.

They finally get it in and set it down next to another square table. They both pant a little bit. "Finally," Tucker said.

"They really need to add an elevator," Simmons quipped. Tucker laughs.

"You're starting to sound like Grif."

"Hey I actually helped you didn't I?"

"True."

"Okay we got the two tables, now all we need is the net and paddles." Tucker and Simmons brainstorm a little bit.

"I think we can create something in the weapon workshop for the paddles," Tucker suggested

"Sarge is still in there I think. We can try and get what we need but he's still working on his shotgun. What if we use string for the net?"

"I'd say rope. It's like string, but manlier."

"Well we don't want thick rope either."

"Right we want the ball to bounce back a little. Speaking of which we have a ball right?"

"I got a rubber ball that should be good enough right?"

"Yeah it's good enough. So get either thin rope or thick string for the net. Paddles we can try to create our own in the workshop. Sound good?"

"Yeah sounds good to me." With that he two soldiers head to the workshop for their supplies.

With Donut:

Donut was just walking around the dorm and saying hi to a couple of students as they passed by. However when he reaches a certain floor he notices Team JNPR minus Jaune were staring into a room. Donut goes up to them.

"So what am I missing?" Donut asked them.

"A pillow war," Ren said not looking away from the door. Donut peers in and sees pillows being flown around like bullets.

"Surrender now or face my fluffy wrath!" They heard Ruby say.

"That looks fun!" Donut says being optimistic. "Say, where's Jaune?"

"He… he…" Pyrrha stuttered for dramatic effect. "He tried to stop the fighting. But he got caught in the crossfire." She points into the middle of the room where Jaune laid covering his head Donut gasps.

He removes his helmet and gives it to Nora. "If I don't make it alive, wear it with pride," he said to her. She nods and salutes him proudly. Donut stands up and charges in.

He sees a pillow incoming to his left and he ducks just in time for it to pass his head. He moves forward to get closer to Jaune but another pillow is sent his way. He catches it and noticed it was Yang who threw it. He throws it back at her but she dodges just in time.

"Donut fought back! Attack!" She yelled.

"Uh oh," Donut said he dives out of the pillow fire. He hears the fluffiness pass by him as he slowly crawls towards Jaune. A pillow lands next to him and he grabs it for defense. He continues to slowly crawl towards Jaune. Another pillow is headed for him but he used the pillow he picked up to block it.

He eventually reaches the cowering blonde and grabs his shoulder. Jaune looks at him terrified. "Keep crawling!" Donut said. Jaune nods and they keep crawling to get away from the middle of the battle field.

Jaune's team let's out sighs of relief that Donut was getting him to safety. "Do you think they'll make it?" Nora asked wearing Donut's helmet.

"I hope they do," Pyrrha said.

"God help them," Ren said.

They eventually reach a couch that no one was using for cover and hide behind it. "Are you okay Jaune?' Donut asked. "Do you need mouth to mouth?"

"I'm fine," Jaune said. "I definitely don't need that last part." A pillow was launched at them but it lands in front of them. Jaune grabs it and holds onto it for a shield. "What do we do?"

Donut peers over the couch but a pillow made its way towards him and he takes cover again. "I can only think of a few things we can do," he said. "We can give a white flag. Do you have anything white?"

"Nothing except my underwear." Donut looked as if he was actually thinking of using that. "No we're not using it!"

"Fine fine. Plan B is we try to take them out."

"I say we go with that route." Jaune pops up and is about to throw his pillow but then five pillows all hit him. He ducks down again. "Any other ideas?"

"Where did they get all these pillows?" Donut asked.

"Everyone gets one or two and they're using ours as well."

"Ah, anyway plan c is we wait for them to take each other out."

"That won't happen. They've been at this for forty five minutes already. Plan D?"

"We run through the war zone and then escape. Very risky."

"Well not like we have much of a chose."

"Well we can still―"

"I'm not taking off my pants Donut!"

Weiss Ruby and Yang were too busy trying to destroy each other in the pillow war they didn't hear them say that. However the rest of team JNPR could hear them arguing.

"What are they talking about?!" Nora asked.

"I don't think I want to know," Ren said. Pyrrha didn't say anything. The thought of Jaune in his underwear made her flushed. She shakes her head trying to get the thought out of her head.

"Ready?" Donut asked.

"No," Jaune said as he grabbed a pillow.

"Good, let's do this!"

The two hopped out of cover and get into the action. Donut picked up the five pillows and throws them randomly, keeping his one for a shield. Weiss threw a pillow at them but Donut blocked it. Ruby gripped a pillow and used her semblance to quickly attack the two escapees but Jaune dodged and ripped the pillow out of Ruby's hand at the same time. Ruby goes back to her cover.

Weiss made ice on the floor to make them trip. They do but Donut recovers. However Jaune is still struggling to get up. Yang pulls her arm back and is about to throw the pillow.

"Leave me!" Jaune said.

"Never leave a friend behind!" Donut said. He got in front of Jaune and took Yang's pillow. He collapses but slowly gets back up. He then grabs Jaune in the armpits and drags him while avoiding Pillow fire.

They take them out in the hallway and Team JNPR cheers for the two. Jaune stands up as Donut leans on the wall and collapses. He fakes cough for dramatic effect.

"Donut, don't give up on us!" Jaune said.

"You did good, Arc," Donut said smiling, "You did good." And then Donut closes his eyes and sticks his tongue out. Team JNPR salutes him as Nora plays funeral music. After ten more seconds Donut and JNPR burst out laughing.

"That was actually kind of fun," Jaune said. He helps Donut up.

"I whole heartedly agree," Donut said. "But have they really been like this for forty five minutes?"

"Yes they have," Pyrrha said. "It truly is amazing."

"Well no point in stopping a fun thing. Say, do mind if I join you guys? I have nothing else to do today and I wouldn't mind spending it with my new friends!"

"Of course Donut," Ren said.

"Yeah but we were just about to do our homework," Pyrrha stated. Jaune and Nora groan.

"Do we have to?" Nora asked.

"I don't wanna," Jaune said pouting.

"Now now you two," Donut started. "If you go fast and hard, you'll be done in five seconds." Nora stifles a giggle at Donut's unknown innuendo while everyone else just face palms. How he was so oblivious to what he says was beyond them. "I'll help you guys out anyway I can."

"All right," Jaune said giving up. "If you get bored we have a TV set up in our room. I think Ren has a couple of books lying around."

"Thank you guys!" Donut said cheerfully. "Now do your homework!"

With Sarge:

Sarge kept grumbling to himself. He was able to convert his shotgun to be able to use dust finally, but he still wanted to have a rocket launcher attachment. He's been in here all night trying to make it work. He tried adding another trigger, didn't fire. He tried to make it transform into a launcher, got stuck halfway through. Luckily he knew his shotgun inside and out otherwise he would've still been trying to repair it.

This next one he was seeing if he can strap both the shotgun and the rocket launcher to a harness and wear the harness. So a rocket launcher was on the left side and a shotgun on the right side. He had created the harness now he was just installing the weapons on them.

The harness had straps to keep it attached to Sarge. It then had two flexible metal poles on the right arm, one on the forearm and one on the bicep, so Sarge could move the shotgun around with ease. Right now he was trying to fix so the rocket launcher was on a strap connects to the harness so it could rest on his back and then pull the grip handle down and aim immediately.

Sarge was so focused on fixing the harness he didn't notice Simmons and Tucker walking in. they didn't even make it quiet either they were still trying to figure out what they should use.

"Using metal? Are you an idiot?" Simmons said. "Most paddles use wood!"

"Yeah well I say we use metal and just cover it up with cloth," Tucker retorted.

"I'd be okay with the metal if we used actually material instead of just metal."

"All right you make wood and I'll make metal."

"Fine."

The two continue to grab what they need. They start working on their individual paddles, still being ignored by Sarge. This continues for thirty more minutes and they both got their paddles. Both of which was very shoddy looking.

"What the hell kind of paddle is that?" Simmons said.

"Like yours is any better!" Tucker insulted.

"Yeah well, we'll see wont we."

"Yes we will." They grab the string for their makeshift net and leave. They close the door and for a minute, Sarge was too focused on the harness. Then he looks up and looks behind him.

"Simmons?" He said. When no one answered he just shrugged and continued working on his harness.

With Grif:

"Just give it to me I'll deliver it to them!" Grif begged.

"Not until I get paid." The pizza delivery guy said.

"They said they paid with a card!"

"No, they said they would be paying with a card when I got here." The Pizza delivery guy was nearing the doors to the dorms. He passes the begging Grif and tries to ignore him. He makes his way up to the room with the order.

"Fuck it!" Grif sprinted and grab the pizza boxes and ran away.

"Hey!" The pizza delivery guy yelled. He chased after Grif. For about fifteen seconds, and then he found Grif wheezing for air with the boxes set down. He grabs the pizzas and leaves Grif to his wheezing.

He delivered the Pizza to Weiss Yang and Ruby, who thankfully ended their pillow wart, got his ten dollar tip and left Beacon to continues his job.

With Blake:

She was in the library looking up more stuff on the White Fang. She's been trying to ignore what they've been doing when she left but she knows she can't anymore. It doesn't make sense why they would be taking dust. She was looking up what they've been doing and what needs a lot of dust to power, legends or real.

All of a sudden a mug was slammed next to her. "Here, it'll help," Carolina said as she sat down next to Blake. Blake takes the mug and takes a sip. She tasted coffee and it warmed her up a little bit.

"Thanks," Blake said as she continued her research.

"Any luck?" Carolina asked. Blake shook her head.

"No. I don't even know why they need that much dust." She stops clicking on the computer and turns to Carolina. "You're in Atlas, you know what they need that much dust for?" Carolina shook her head.

"Other than fuel and ammo, everything else is kept secret from us." Carolina is silent for a second. "Kind of like your secret of being a Faunus," She said in a quiet voice so only Blake could hear.

Blake shot up and stared at her. "How did you know? Who told you?" her tone was that of one that sounded betrayed. She thought her friends told them.

"Wash and I figured it out ourselves." Blake gave her a skeptical look. "What kind of a bow twitches? Not to mention your passion about Faunus rights. And how you said you were able to get into the White Fang meeting." That last part Blake knew was probably what got them on her case.

"All right you figured it out, and?"

"And what?"

"No mean comments? No hate insults?"

"Do you really view us as that pathetic and closed minded?" Blake turned away a little red in the face. However, she didn't realize what Carolina's question meant. 'Do you trust us to not keep your secret?' was the real question. Carolina sighs.

"You have your reasons," Carolina said. "I'm not going to push you. But if you think that every human is going to judge you, even after they helped you, doesn't that make you the racist?"

"When the majority of them are racist, is really such a bad assumption?" Blake said coldly. "The White Fang was started to stop racism against Faunus."

"And now they are promoting racism against humans." Blake is taken aback by that. She opens her mouth to protest but Carolina continues. "They are doing what the humans did to them, abusing them, seeing them as less than themselves."

"Not all Faunus are like that!"

"Not all humans are racist either." They are silent for a couple of seconds. Carolina puts a hand on Blake's shoulder. "I'm sorry all right. But the White Fang have affected you a lot more than you thought. You still have that mindset that they are right, even if they might be wrong."

"Why do you even care?!" Blake was getting upset with Carolina. She didn't want to continue this conversation. Carolina is silent for a minute, and then she speaks.

"Because I have killed my friends, and I have seen friends kill each other for the exact same reason." Blake eyes widen. She opens her mouth to say something but closes it again. "Blake, I followed a man who made me believe what we were doing was right. That we were the good guys. When others found out he was wrong, they rebelled. I didn't believe them, and all of us fought. I fought family. Blake, if you had to choose between Ruby, Weiss and Yang, and the White Fang, who would you choose?"

"My friends obviously. I wouldn't choose the White Fang now! Why do you think I'm in here? I'm trying to find out what they are doing to stop them!"

"So you're okay with destroying the White Fang?"

"Yes!"

"Even if it means killing those on the other side was family. Faunus you helped protect, Faunus you believed in, loved, and would have taken a bullet for? Because if you can't, it could mean the deaths of your friends." Blake is silent. She would defeat Roman for manipulating the WF, she would defeat Adam for turning them, but the others? Those who would still believe in Adam's way over peacefully? Could she kill them?

"You need to figure out the difference between your enemies and friends in the White Fang. Otherwise your hesitation could get someone killed." Blake nods, understanding what Carolina meant. "I'm not saying what they are fighting for is wrong, I'm saying how they're doing it is. I know you think the same, but I also know you would still try to talk some sense into the others, when they go too far down the hole." Carolina gets up and pats Blake on the shoulder.

"Hey cheer up. You don't have to know now, just know when the time comes." Carolina removes her helmet and gives Blake a soft smile. Blake smiles a little, avoiding Carolina's gaze. "Good luck with the research, let your team know if you find something." Blake nods her head. With that Carolina leaves.

To be continued.