(RWBYxFor Honor Crossover) The Warden's Dark Past, Comes To Light. (Edit)

Block 1: Dust-mas

Mercy: He said he was patrolling, it looked as if he was heading east of here.

Apollyon: Interesting, any reason why?

Stone: No reason, but Holden Cross assumes traitorous behavior.

Apollyon: Jaune? A traitor?
...A little absurd but not too out of the sense of reason. No matter, I'll find him and see for myself.
If he is a traitor as you would assume, then I suggest finding a new Warden to take his place.
If not...then I'll have you cursed to taking care of our recruits for a long time Holden.

Holden Cross: Great...

/ Apollyon then started to walk off to find Jaune, and truly see what secrets he hides. /

Holden Cross:...You don't think she was serious of me taking care of recruits do you?

Stone: Maybe, maybe not. Only time will tell, so in case you do, good luck.

Holden Cross: Hmph...

Mercy: Let's just hope Jaune comes back alive. We've lost too many good men already.

Stone: Amen to that.

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/ As Apollyon walked through her Legions camp, she found the Warden was nowhere to be seen. That was until she asked a random Blackstone soldier.
The Warden was seen, but he was walking out of the camp, no one questioned what he was doing so Apollyon followed.
From the direction, the Warden was seen going, she saw footprints in the snow.
The War Lord was going in the right direction.
Five minutes of walking brought her to a cliff. This cliff had the Warden at the edge looking at the Moon.
Where at the bottom lays a lava pit that looks to have recently emerged.
Apollyon then walks towards the Warden. /

Apollyon: You know if you weren't my best warrior, I would've thrown you into that lava pit without a second thought.

Warden: And what would the real reason be behind that attack?

Apollyon: Late night disappearance, once a night, every season, every year. Nothing but a patrol but it's not.
Would Give people the wrong impression no?
/ Apollyon says standing beside the Warden Jaune. /

Warden: No, no it's not that it's...something else.

Apollyon: What would this something else be?

Warden: Well...back home we had a type of celebration, once a year, every year.
It was a celebration of people coming together and spreading peace.

Apollyon: I'd imagine it didn't last long if that's what you're home is celebrating.

Warden: You'd be right in that regard, I was left out in these celebrations once or twice, and if I stayed...I'd miss even more.
*Whisper* Some Dust-mas without friends or family.

Apollyon:...Dust-mas, is this the Holiday you celebrate?

Warden: Oh! you heard me?

Apollyon: I always do. Remember that.

Warden: Heh...sure.

/ A soft silence between the two warriors. /

Apollyon: This Dust-mas...do you have anybody to celebrate it with?

Warden: I don't...not in a long time.

Apollyon: Hm...bold of you to assume that.

Warden: Pardon?

Apollyon: This holiday you celebrate. It requires friends, family correct?

Warden: ...Yes? Where are you getting at?

Apollyon: Fool, you do have family, friends, your fellow Blackstone warriors, brothers in arms. Family in all but blood.
Friends, willing to fight with you and maybe for you.
I guess in a way...I have someone to help me celebrate this Dust-mas.

Warden: And who would that be?

Apollyon: You...a warrior willing to fight for me, a brother in arms, we are celebrating our own peace right now as a matter of fact.
Tomorrow we set off to Valkenheim.
But tonight...I guess we can enjoy each others company, talking, enjoying the moment.

Warden: "....Strangers are just friends you haven't met huh?"
Is that so?

Apollyon: I know we fight for a reason...but it is peaceful tonight, isn't that enough?

Warden: I guess it is.

Apollyon: So what are you standing here for?

Warden: Huh?

Apollyon: Your friends are awake at the campfire, Stone, Mercy, Holden Cross. They're still awake, so why not celebrate Dust-mas, just for tonight.

Warden:...I guess your right. Maybe I will.
/ The Warden then begins to walk away, but before he leaves he sees Apollyon, standing at the edge of the Cliff, looking at the Moon just like he was not too long ago. /
Apollyon...will you join us?
/ For but a simple second, it seemed as if Apollyon considered the offer.
She kindly refuses. /

Apollyon: No, I think I'll stay here. It's a lovely night don't you think?

Warden:...If you say so. I hope you have a good rest of your night.
/ The Warden then walks off, leaving Apollyon to her thoughts. /

Apollyon: As with you Jaune...and have a Merry Dust-mas. *sigh*
It's been too long since I've heard of that holiday...a day of Peace.
If it is for a day I do not mind.
But I was given a mission from my teacher...The War Lord before me.
To make and keep the events of War.
My mission from Ozpin does not matter anymore, this side of the planet will be in constant War. The Grimm will come, and we will be ready.
Quartz...Umber...Auburn.
Forgive me for the path I took, but it was all necessary, the lies and the deceit shall end with him dead, to deal with Salem and the Grimm alone.
Forgive me.
/ Apollyon said looking towards her hands. /
You all died in the crossfire of Ozpin's War.

*clenched fists*

Apollyon: And there will be revenge.
/ Apollyon was then looking towards the Moon. /
I promise for as long as I live, this world will not help you, we will not become pawns, we will continue fighting each other for another millennium if we have to.
Because you will fall by your own hands, and with you alone. It shall happen.
That I swear, Ozpin.
That I swear.

/ Apollyon then turned around, heading back to camp, preparing for the siege of Valkenheim, where they will do battle.
Apollyon would know Jaune was from Remnant, but never act or ask on it.
She believed Jaune was just like her, and that was fine.
Fast forward a couple years into the future and the events of the regular timeline will continue, Jaune realizes Apollyon's true plan, defecting with a small few, uniting the three factions, and winning the Final War. soon after becoming one of the Faction Leaders.
In the end, he never knew what Apollyon's true intentions were, and to Jaune, the answer died with her, atop the castle of Mt. Ignis,
He will only ever know where she was from, and Ozpin could only give him that. /

Apollyon: We wish you a Merry Dust-mas.
We wish you a Merry Dust-mas.
We wish you a Merry Dust-mas.
And a hap-py new War. /