A/N: Warning, this chapter contains graphic violence in the form of a torture scene. If you would like to avoid said scene, there will be a warning before the scene. Enjoy the chapter!

"RC-1170 continues to excel in sniping and ambush tactics. However, due to emotional trauma sustained due to the Kaminoans tampering with her DNA, Seventy has issues communicating with her team. However, with Two-Six on her team, hopefully that will be a nonexistent problem in the future. In a move that shocked no one, Blake was assigned to be the squad sharpshooter. Hopefully she'll move on past the issues due to her being a faunus, but only time will tell. Sergeant Branwen, out."- Qrow Branwen, 5 Years BBG.

Kamino, 10 Years BBG.

Qrow Branwen was still in a bad mood. It hadn't stopped raining since he had gotten here, he was put on a team with his annoying sister, and to make matters worse, the Kaminoans prohibited drinking! He had already started to make arrangements to have some smuggled in, because there was no way in hell he was going to be on this planet for years and not have alcohol.

Right now he was in a lounge, sitting in a chair silently while other people chatted around him. James Ironwood was there, widely renowned as the best Atlesian mercenary there was. Taiyang was talking to Raven, Qrow's sister, about something stupid. It didn't matter, they were killing time until they had some troops to train.

Qrow noticed something peculiar in the hallway outside the room. A Kaminoan was leading a group of four little boys down the hall. Clones?

Qrow stood up, and walked towards the Kaminoan.

"Excuse me. Who are they?" He said, as the Kaminoan bowed gracefully.

"Hello Master Branwen. These four are our first attempt at ARC troopers."

Something about the Kaminoan's tone of voice was concerning, and Qrow felt the need to press on.

"First attempts? Is something wrong?"

"While these units perform up to par in our combat testing, they seem to be lacking mentally."

Combat testing? Qrow didn't know what type of combat testing the Kaminoans had done to these kids, and he didn't want to. The kids looked like they were only three years old, maybe, and he hated the thought of putting little kids through any form of combat exercise.

"What do you mean mentally? Are they stupid or something?" He pushed on, aware that the conversation in the room behind him had died down, and some of the people in the room were standing up, making their way over to him.

"On the contrary, these units are smart enough that they surpassed the scale on which we measure them. Unfortunately, they seem to have loyalty issues. Some form of chemical imbalance, it would seem."

"Where are you taking them?"

"I am taking them to be reconditioned."

"What does that mean?"

"In their case, termination."

Something snapped inside of Qrow at that final word, and he felt his fists ball up. He didn't care how disloyal the boys were, they didn't deserve to be put down like animals.

He felt a hand on his shoulder, and turned to see Tai standing behind him.

"Easy Qrow." He murmured, and Qrow knew he was right. Violence wouldn't solve this problem. But I can't just let these kids die.

"I'll take 'em." Qrow said, as the Kaminoan cocked her head in confusion.

"I'm sorry?"

"I'll train them. They can be loyal, I'll prove it."

"This is highly irregular, Master Branwen."

"I'll vouch for Qrow." Ironwood said, to Qrow's surprise. Qrow nodded at Ironwood, appreciative of the support.

"Couldn't hurt to have a few wild cards in the deck." Tai added, and the Kaminoan sighed in exasperation.

"Very well. You will still be expected to train your assigned commando units."

Qrow simply nodded, as he looked at the four kids in front of him. They were all the same height, but with mix of hair colors, from blonde, to red, to green, and one of them even had blue hair. They slowly walked towards him, as if hesitant that this was all a trap.

Qrow got down on one knee, and looked the blonde one in the eye. He seemed to be the leader of the group, as he had approached Qrow first.

"It's okay son, I'll take care of you." Qrow said, as the child in front of him began to smile.

Galactic City, Coruscant. 29 days ABG.

"I'm so fucking bored."

Blake sighed, as Yang continued to complain, the same way she had been complaining for the last two weeks.

"We knew this would be a long op when Qrow told us about the terror cell Yang." Ruby reminded her, as the members of Team RWBY sat around a table, idly passing the time.

Yang just sighed, her feet propped up on the table. Her hair was growing at a remarkably fast rate, which Qrow theorized was due to the accelerated aging.

JNPR was in another room sleeping, resting up after they spent all last night on recon. They had been checking out a potential location for the terror cell's base of operations. But like the last two weeks, it had turned up nothing.

Qrow had rented out a large apartment, and the two commando teams had been staying there, along with Sun, Neptune, Qrow, and Taiyang. Whenever they had moved in, Blake had remarked on how much the apartment must have cost, and Qrow dismissed it with a wave of his hand, saying that the Republic was paying the bill.

Blake heard the door open, and instinctively turned around to see who had entered the room. Qrow walked in, followed by Neptune, who was dressed in his blue ARC armor.

"Blake, Yang, suit up." Qrow said, pointing at the two commandos

"What's going on?" Yang said as she stood up, anxious for something to do.

"We finally cracked the data JNPR pulled off that ship, and we got a name of a higher up in the cell. We need you to grab him."

Galactic City, Coruscant. 30 days ABG

Night had fallen, and Yang couldn't have been happier. She was finally out of that apartment, finally doing something worthwhile. It felt good to have an objective.

Right now she was sitting outside a nightclub, waiting for her mark to exit the building. Blake was on a rooftop with a sniper rifle, watching Yang's back in case something went wrong.

Yang looked down at what she was dressed in, and couldn't help but feel distaste. Fucking civilian clothes. She was wearing a tan shirt and a black jacket, long black stockings running up her legs. Her hair was just past her shoulders, and she had to admit that she liked the feeling of having long hair. Of course, as soon as they went back to normal operations, she would have to cut her hair again.

"There he is Yang." Blake voice came through the earpiece Yang was wearing, and Yang simply nodded, beginning to walk towards the door of the club. A larger man was walking out, waving to his friends before walking off alone, coming straight to Yang.

Yang walked right up to him, and pretending to be unaware of her surroundings, bumped into him.

"Oh excuse me!" She said innocently, as he made eye contact with her.

"Careful there. Wouldn't want you getting hurt." He said, a strange look in his eyes.

"Clear." Blake whispered, and Yang's smile grew larger.

"No, we wouldn't want that at all." She said, as she jammed a stun gun into his ribs and activated it.

Undisclosed Location. 30 days ABG.

A/N: Torture scene starts here. Proceed with caution.

Taiyang Xiao Long considered himself to be a professional. Sure, he used to be a mercenary, but that was just what you did when you needed money and had no issues getting it on Mandalore. Of course, that attitude is exactly what got him stuck on a planet with endless rain ten years ago. Taiyang definitely saw himself as a professional, but he had to admit, he was going to enjoy this more than he probably should.

Taiyang was standing in a room, dressed in only a white tank top, and black athletic shorts. He was going to be working up a sweat, so he might as well be comfortable. His short, messy blonde hair was unruly as always, hints of stubble on his face.

Sitting before him was an unconscious man, strapped to a chair. His hands were chained to the table, palms flat down. He had a name, but Tai was pretty sure it was a fake one. Didn't matter anyway, Tai wasn't here to make friends.

The man began to wake up, head slowly rising, as he took into account his surroundings.

"Finally awake, huh." Tai said, as he strode towards the man, a knife in his hand.

"Here's the deal. I need information, and I know you have the information. I won't lie to you. You aren't leaving this room alive. But if you tell me what I need to know, I'll make it quick. Someone like you should appreciate that." He continued, now standing beside the man, as he turned to look up at him.

And spit in his face.

Tai wiped it off, before slamming the knife down into the man's hand, pinning it to the table, blood spurting from the wound.

"Figured you would do something like that." Tai said, as the man roared in pain.

Tai walked back over to the other side of the table, taking a look at the instruments that lay in front of him. These should do the trick, he thought as he grabbed another knife, and a pair of pliers.

Walking over to the man, Tai slammed the other knife into the man's other hand, causing him to scream even louder. Good thing Qrow located a soundproofed room for me to use.

Tai grabbed the man's head, pulling it back, forcing his mouth open with his other hand.

"You particularly attached to any of these?" Tai mused, before quickly grabbing the pliers and forcing them into the man's mouth.

"How about this one?" He said, latching the pliers onto one of the man's molars, and yanking hard.

The tooth popped free, a flow of crimson following its premature exit. The man howled, as Tai punched him in the face.

"Who are you working for?!" Tai yelled, throwing another punch. The man didn't say anything, so Tai set the pliers down, flicking the tooth at the man, before walking back to his tools. This time he simply picked up a scalpel, before slowly walking back towards the man.

The man's face was bloodied, but he still refused to talk. Tai grabbed his face forcefully, examining it.

Suddenly, he held up the scalpel, and began to cut off the man's ear. The man screamed, but that wouldn't stop Tai. He ripped the ear off, as blood poured down the side of the man's face.

"Can't have you bleeding out on me." Tai said, grabbing a white hot iron.

"Here, let me take care of that for you." He said once more, pressing the iron against the bleeding flesh, cauterizing the wound. The man howled, as his flesh was seared.

With that job done, Tai took a step back, admiring his handiwork. The man before him was tough no doubt. Maybe it was time for a different approach.

Tai grabbed a glass of water, put a straw in it, and placed it in front of the man.

"Drink." He commanded, as the man slowly leaned forward, placing the straw in his mouth. He drank the entire glass, hallucinogen and all.

His eye twitched, before he his entire body began to convulse.

"Get them off! Get them off me!" He screamed, trying to shake himself free of the chair. His struggling was causing more and more blood to pour from his hands as the knives kept them pinned in place.

Tai simply leaned against the wall, waiting for the effects of the drug to stop.

Roughly ten minutes later, the man had his head down on the table, his body having stopped trembling. Tai grabbed another knife and walked over to him, thinking of what body part to relieve the man of next.

He grabbed the man's hair, forcing him to look up at Tai, knife in hand.

"Please." The man whispered, and Tai cocked his head, curious.

"Who do you work for?" Tai said, as the man simply nodded.

"Cinder Fall."

A/N: Hey guys, Heil96 back with another chapter! Hope you guys enjoyed this one, as it was kind of a new thing for me to write. I hope I didn't fuck up the torture scene, but if I messed up anywhere, feel free to PM me and point it out. Feedback is appreciated! I am ecstatic to announce that we broke 2K views with the last chapter! You guys are fucking amazing! Huge shoutout to everyone who has followed/favorited this story, it really means a lot to me. I'd like to point out that I changed this story from Adventure/Humor to Adventure/Dark. I think the dark theme fits better, and I would hate to bait and switch someone like that. That's all I've got, see you on Friday at noon CST!

Team RWBY

RC-1183 Ruby, Sergeant Rank

RC-1104 Weiss, Private

RC-1170 Blake, Private

RC-1126 Yang, Private

Team JNPR

RC-1390 Jaune, Sergeant Rank

RC-1163 Nora, Private

RC-8051 Pyrrha, Private

RC-2223 Ren, Private

Team SSSN

ARC S-11 Sun, Captain Rank

ARC S-07 Scarlet, Lieutenant Rank

ARC S-12 Sage, Sergeant Rank

ARC S-10 Neptune, Lieutenant Rank

Other

Qrow Branwen, Mandalorian Warrior. Former Training Sergeant in the GAR

Taiyang Xiao Long, Mandalorian Warrior. Former Training Sergeant

James Ironwood. Mandalorian Warrior. Former Training Sergeant

Vode An

Heil96, out.