I took a deep breath.

"So you mean to tell me...IS THAT YOU LOST TRACK OF RUBY ROSE?!? LITERALLY THE MOST IMPORTANT PERSON THAT COULD TAKE OVER IF SOMETHING WENT WRONG! NOT ONLY THAT BUT HER ENTIRE TEAM AS WELL?!?" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Everyone recoiled. Roman was the first to speak up. "I take full responsibility."

I turned on a dime and got right up in his face faster than he could blink. "Do you now? Then in that case Torchwick....FIND THOSE SPOILED LITTLE SHITS AND BRING THEM TO ME ALIVE! You have 1 month to find them! Go!"

Roman stood up and left the room as he got out his scroll and made a call. I turned to Hazel. "How is Oscar?"

"Kids doing good. He's been able to keep Ozpin locked away. His power is increasing daily and is a natural leader. He was even able to put an elite on their toes. Then they got serious."

I snorted.

"Good. I was scared that the troops had become complacent in my absence."

"Absolutely not. I've been working them like mules. Those idiots may not like my methods but I've been making them stronger." Mercury said in pride.

"Yet you can't direct troops for shit." Whitley said as he got out a cigarette and lit it. "That's my job."

"And yet I'm the one that deals with the threats you idiots can't make public." Adam said as he sipped some water.

"And here I am making sure you three stay in line." Jaune said as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

Genichiro laughed. "This is what I missed."

Faraam smiled as well. "Indeed."

Halflight came back from making a pot of coffee and poured some for Filianore. "A group of misfit morons doing what we can to fix a world. It's refreshing isn't it?"

Filianore smiled as she kissed her husband on the cheek. "It is indeed."

I smiled as I sat down myself. I then directed my attention to Artorias. "I couldn't help but notice Ciaran isn't here. May I ask why?"

Artorias covered his face. "Oh no." I could practically hear the blush.

Ornstein spoke up for his friend. "Ciaran is pregnant. I'm the god father."

The room erupted in laughter. Quelaag spoke up first. "About damn time!"

Quelana then spoke up herself. "I was wondering how long it would take."

Gwynevere smiled warmly at Artorias. "Congratulations."

Ironwood got out his canteen and raised it. "To Artorias and  Ciaran!"

Everyone else did the same with the closest liquid they could find.

As I chugged down all of my estus I looked at Faraam. "How's Priscilla been doing?"

"She's been working as the new headmaster at Whitley's old academy." Faraam said as he put his arm around Quelaag.

"Really?" I asked as I put my flask away.

"Yes. She has been making quite a name for herself." Quelana said.

"I'm glad for her." I said as I motioned for my apprentices and Crocodile, Lucci, Ohm, and Momonga to follow me. "Excuse us."

As we left the room I guided them to my study where I closed the door.

"Override code blackout." I said and the windows shut. The door closed and locked. And the security cameras shut off. 

"I don't trust Roman to get the job done. Lucci hunt  down RWBY. Crocodile move to Vacuo and help the people there. Do not try to pull another Alabasta. Ohm move throughout Anima and hunt down the woman known as Raven Branwen. You can bring her in dead or alive. I don't care which. Momonga help coordinate troops with Ironwood. Adam work with Lucci. Mercury work with Momonga. Whitley and Jaune keep doing what you're doing. I'm going to the grimmlands to see what Salem has cooking. I don't want us to be caught with our pants down. Understood?" I ordered them.

"Understood." They said in unison.

As they left I rested at the bonfire in the room, refilled my estus, and opened a portal and walked through.

Let's see what the bitch has cooking in her kitchen.

I walked through the portal and saw the hell that was the grimmlands.

Oh shit.

We are so fucked.

At least one hundred full grown grimm wyverns. Fifty leviathans. Thousands of alpha deathstalkers. Not to mention the nevermores, ursas, and beowolfs.

Might as well thin the herd while I can.

I proceeded to focus all my energy into my core before I self detonated and everything went white.

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