It was a good the church had a basement, because whatever sins they planned to do was best left in this place. Left behind and alone. It was a perfect place to interrogate his infiltrators.
He came down the stairs as his cane tapped every step. When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he was met with a very dark room with only one source of light from the ceiling. There was a single lightbulb which poured the light over a chair and the tied animal-man who sat across from it.
On his right, Captain Argall stood at attention. "Colonel Strudwick, shall we proceed with the interrogation?"
The colonel gave him a nod as he walked over to his seat across from his prisoner. "Of course. The Americans don't deserve to handle this bloody mess which I will gladly take care of for them." Once he took his seat, Strudwick rested his hands on his cane to observe the person sitting in front of him.
The man's animal features consisted of wolf ears. The same kind of featured he saw on another man he killed. He almost looked just like a human with his brown eyes and red hair. "I ain't telling you anything, human." He showed great emphasis on disliking the last word in his sentence.
The colonel smiled. "Well that is not a proper way to introduce yourself to a person." He brought his hand out. "As you know, I am Colonel Strudwick. Now I would shake your hand if they weren't tied behind those ropes." His head turned to the captain. "Captain Argall, could you please untie this man?"
The officer turned to his superior. "But sir-"
"Captain, I'm sure we can handle this matter in a civilized manner." He interrupted him. "Besides, our guest is very uncomfortable."
Argall nodded as he walked over behind the prisoner in question as he pulled out his knife from his sheathe and slowly cut through the rope.
Once the rope snapped off, the prisoner rubbed his irritated wrists as Captain Argall stepped away from the prisoner. "Why did you do that?"
Strudwick explained it to him. "Everyone deserves a decent conversation."
The prisoner looked up from his wrists and stared at the colonel. His eyes were filled with hatred as he took an opportunity. He lunged forth with his hands attempting to reach his interrogator.
However, he knew this was bound to happen. Colonel Strudwick flicked his cane upwards between the legs of his assailant before he watched his opponent remove his hands and cover where the pain landed. The prisoner lost his balance and fell forward on the ground with a hard-hitting crash. The colonel stood up from his seat as he leaned on his can. Then Argall was about to step into the matter, but he spoke. "Argall, I'm fine."
The prisoner moaned in pain as he looked up from the ground and stared at him in agony. "Ah shit!"
"What a pity?" He began. "I was willing to have a one-on-one conversation between gentlemen, but your actions have forced me to revoke this privilege."
"Fuck you!" The prisoner swore at him before he spat on his shoes.
Strudwick's lowered his eyebrows at him. "Did your parents ever teach you any manners?" He asked with a dark tone. "Spitting on a person's shoes is very rude, but there are some people like myself who find it revolting. Worse, you insulted me." Then he tapped his spat on shoes with his cane. "I personally bought these shoes myself for their comfort and now you tarnished them." He stated.
"Yeah... you going to cry about it, huh?"
"No, I'm going to remove it. By returning it back to your vulgar mouth." Colonel Strudwick's right leg reared up before he brought a full swing into motion. The tip of his shoe rammed into the prisoner's face.
The man with the wolf ears screamed in pain as he blood splattered on the ground. "Fuck!"
Returning to his seat, the colonel returned to the same posture he had before he rose. However, his gaze met the prisoner while his head overshadowed his. "Now... you are going to tell me everything you know."754Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5YsdfJG8Qs
Coming up the stairs, Colonel Strudwick reached the top as he was met by a nervous priest who pressed his finger on his glasses. Bringing the evidence to the surface, he assured him. "Father, I know I have sinned." He stated. "But it was a necessary sin." He turned back to the staircase and took notice of the two guards standing as sentries. "However, I didn't kill him." He brought back his expression to him. "The medics will fetch him and fix him from the mess I made."
The priest took a step forward. "Colonel, this holy building does not allow any blood on its sanctioned ground."
"I know, but that is why I decided to take care of this blood mess underneath it." Then he tipped his hat to the priest. "Good day, father." Then the colonel turned to his left and walked away from the father with his blood-soaked pants.754Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7M8IRvZXbz
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The Grimm were present once more on this world and Doctor Sauer knew who was behind it. He stood at an opening hole between this world and the next; however, he would face this matter head on as three creatures of Grimm arrived from their particle arrival with caution. The beowolves stepped forward to sniff the man standing in front of them for it had been a long time since they seen him. All three lowered themselves to the fullest in his presence as he placed his hands behind his feet. "I know she sent you, but now I order to leave this place. Immediately." He placed a great emphasis on the last word as he the head of the trio stepped forward to sniff him with a whimper. Then he brought his hand out and touched its snout as the menacing eyes turned burning blue. "Thank you giving me your memories." Doctor Sauer stated. "Now go."
The three beowolves turned away from the doctor as their bodies turned into particles when they made contact with the blue-purple hole in reality.
When their last pieces had left him, the hole disappeared before he he looked up at the trees. He had forgotten that this place was a forest and was glad that no one found him except one. After all, the Americans and the British were still handling matters with the infiltrators three days ago and no one assigned him a guard. It was sloppy, but what could one do in the aftermath of a conflict in one region of the world. Everyone was relaxed thanks to the fact that Europe was not at the center of the war. Instead, it was being fought on the other side of the world as he remembered from those news reels that it was in the favor of the United States as the Soviet Union was bringing down the hammer on the Japanese forces in Asia.
Before he could go in thought, he turned his head to see a bush behind him rustle at the sight of his gaze. "I know you're there." The doctor stated as he turned around to focus his attention on the first sign of movement. "Besides, I can smell that scent of yours... Ms. Nikos."
Pyrrha walked around the bush to reveal herself as she hesitantly stepped forward. "Doctor... what did you just do?"
He lowered his head and sighed. "It's complicated." He said. "It is a matter between monsters."
"I just saw you turn away the Grimm and you turned its eyes blue." She stated. "That isn't normal."
Sauer confronted the young huntress. "Pyrrha, can you keep a secret for me?" He asked.
"Why?"
"Because no one knows about what you just saw." Sauer answered. "You are the only one who knows and I don't want to frighten you."
"Doctor Sauer, what is this about?"
He swallowed. "It is about who I am. A secret part of me which no one knows with one exception, Headmaster Ozpin."
Then Pyrrha nodded her head. "You knew Ozpin?"
"Yes, we worked together in his inner circle. I was important in keeping the Grimm in check after that one event." He looked to the dirt. "A mistake I could have prevented."
"Then what is this secret?"
The doctor prepared his words and cleared his throat for the outcome. He regained his composure. "I am the father of the Grimm." He stated while he watched Pyrrha's behavior. "I am... a Grimm."
Her eyes were wide with shock as she stood there, stuttering. "Y-You can't be. The Grimm are creatures with no soul."
"You are correct." He nodded humbly. "However, it doesn't specify what kind of soulless creature a Grimm would be."
Pyrrha took her stand. "Well, Father of the Grimm. Did you cause Cinder to come here?"
"No." He answered. "She came to Earth on her own means. Which is a great concern for me since it threatens this world."
"Then why do you care? You are a soulless creature."
"It is true... to a certain extent." Replied Doctor Sauer.
"What do you mean?"
He smiled. "Ever since the beginning of man, I grew fascinated with your kind and how they could adapt to the dangers to the Grimm. Curiosity was what brought me to believe that the destiny of the Grimm and Man are intertwined."
"Do you believe in destiny?"
"Yes, it is a paradox which Remnant thrives on." Sauer answered. "The Grimm attack humans to cause strife and chaos. In return, humanity creates order and goodness. The cycle repeats itself throughout history and I have seen it all from the beginning." Then he chuckled. "Now things have changed." The doctor looked to his right to see a tree line. "Captain Durante, you and your men can come out now. I can smell the stain of your cigarettes on your clothes."
Pyrrha looked to her left to see dozens of American soldiers step out from behind the safety of the trees as she was surprised to see them armed. When she saw Captain Durante step out from the safety of his tree, he held the trigger in one hand as his other guided his men from taking any action.
The American soldier's expression was different than the one she once saw in the bar. He was very serious with his eyes trained on the doctor. "Doctor Sauer, we're taking you back to the town. Hands up."
"Of course." Sauer replied as he followed the command of the captain. "I expected this day to come."
Durante looked to his men as he called people out. "Jenkins, Hopkins, cuff him." He ordered and without any question, two American soldiers stepped out and came over to Sauer before the captain turned to Pyrrha.
"Captain, if you believe she was working with me, I lied." The doctor commented. "I was merely taking care of her while she is this far away from home."
"Well I have my orders." He replied. "Sorry that I have to cuff you too." Two more men stepped out from behind the officer as Pyrrha stood there helplessly as the two soldiers cuffed the girl. "Alright!" Captain Durante called out to his men. "Let's clear out."754Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhRQi7E83L6
The door slid open as Vastano turned his head to see who came to see him. Then he was met with Jackson's uniform. "Well kid, looks like you are clear."
Rising up from his bunk, the officer stretched his legs out before he stood up to meet with his friend. "Finally, I can get the hell out of this mad house."
"Though there is something I have to tell you." Jackson began. "And you won't like it."
Vastano raised his eyebrows. "I've been fighting the krauts, I think you have to convince me real well on something I don't like after that fiasco."
He grinned. "I hope you are in the mood for a military academy."
"You have got to be fucking kidding me." He said in a child-like manner. "I did not join the Army just to be thrown into a goddamn school." Vastano's voice grew louder.
"Technically, you didn't join the Army."
"That's not the point." Vastano replied. "You're telling me I have to go to a school to learn shit I already know about."
Jackson shrugged his shoulders. "If you decide to reject the offer that General Ironwood is willing to give you, I'm sure you'll enjoy this room more than an academy."
It was at this moment, Vastano's attitude change. "Ok-no. Fuck that, we're is this school."
"You mean academy?"
"School, academy, whatever." The paratrooper officer stated. "I'm not staying in this place."
"Follow me, I'll give you a free tour of place and a meal on me." Jackson turned around as Vastano followed him out of the small room he was given.
When Captain Vastano stepped out of his room, he looked both ways to see there were guards armed with some kind of gun he would have seen in a sci-f comic, but this was not any comic. Following Jackson through the network of hallways in his uniform, he was met with suspicious stares from the soldiers and guards he passed by as if he was some strange sight for them. The same could have been said for them, but this wasn't a place to piss anyone off.
Going up through some stairs, sunlight fell upon his face as Vastano raised his hand to keep the light from shining into his eyes. However, he felt the cold immediately consume his body as he looked down to see his boots crush the snow coming down from above. He was revealed a city as he stood there speechless upon the platform.
Then Jackson turned around to see his reaction. "Welcome to Atlas."
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