The Conquerors bloodline

The forever fall, beautiful with its vivid blood like canopy and the powerful embodying smell of sweetness the tree's sap released. For all purposes it was a serene setting, one laced with peace without a worry to its name. Yet, it was within here that the creatures of grimm roamed free bringing with them mortal danger, a threat to disappear into the bowels of a beast of black and white.

For the valeians this place was taboo, a land not meant to be touched by untrained hands. Long had the time where man, woman, and child were raised with weapons and aura. With the peace of recent years the populace had grown complacent, all reserving themselves to their walled cities where Grimm could find no purchase…

For the students, those who spent day and night with weapon in hand though, this place was a utopia for training. The Creatures Grimm found in these parts while dangerous, were not the worst. Relatively taken the most threatening thing found here was ursai, the large hulking masses of bear shaped mockery. Perhaps there was the odd rapier wasp hive but even then, the students knew to keep well clear of those. Even with aura those insects had a vile tendency to pierce right through it and into the skin where their inflaming venom would take hold. Not deadly, but certainly not pleasant.

The plan—at least initially—had been for the first year students, a good forty eight students, to come here and harvest some sap from the trees for professor Peach. Glynda doubted it was for the healing properties the sap purportedly contained but for Peach's addiction to making tooth decaying jams. She'd be getting plenty with the amount of students here. Though it wasn't much, much to the blame of Ozpin who thought that it was better to train ten perfectly than one hundred poorly.

That and his frequent eccentricities by rolling through various different artifacts every year. This year just happened to be chess pieces, eight kings, eight queens, eight knights, eight rooks, eight bishops, eight pawns. Further subdivided between the competing colours of black and white, gold and silver, red and yellow, and blue and green. Being entirely honest, Ozpin would have preferred only to have black and white and silver and gold. Because of Glynda's instance that they needed more students, he'd reluctantly accepted the latter colours thankfully enough.

Once she'd explained to them their task they'd all scurried off into the depths of the forest with teams parting from other teams but keeping together with the people they called friends. A perfect example being that of JNPR and RWBY, though the J of JNPR ended up with CRDL for some inexplicable reason. 'Honestly that boy is pathetic.' Glynda sighed, head rolling as she watched Jaune arc stumbling after Cardin Winchester carrying all the jars and a suitcase filled with whatever the Winchester wanted. 'Haaa… I feel like something irritating is going to happen…' she massaged her temple then glanced around to the grey trunk underbrush.

Not moments did it take for her swiveling head to halt and race around to one of the trees. The expression of dull neutrality she'd been harbouring just as quickly contorted into silent queasiness as she found Parc Evans leaned against the tree waving at her with his usual conniving smile. "Oh for the love of…" pressing fingers into her scalp Glynda irrevocably began to feel a tightness coiling in her crotch and a heat rising to her cheeks. "What are you doing here Evans?" she growled his way.

Parc pushed off the tree and with four steps was before her, of course after scanning the surroundings for any student life still visible.

Finding none he smirked like a cold devil finding its prey helpless in its ambush.

"Haven't been to the Forever fall yet, thought I might tag along and have some fun." He chuckled. His eyes narrowed into halfmoons and lips curled into the smile of a cheshire.

Glynda pushed her glasses up her nose and turned away, "this forest is not a place for 'fun' Mr. Evans. It's a place of danger where the creature grimm roam free. If you want fun you are better off returning to your little hut and doing whatever it is you do." She moved to walk deeper into the forest.

Parc kept stride with her, his posture straight, undaunted by the threat of the grimm. "Anywhere can be fun Glynda, you need only the will to make it fun. Plus, the risk of being eviscerated just seems like a thrilling experience no?"

She paused, cast him a disbelieving look then huffed and marched further. "No, it does not." Arriving beneath a small glade of crimson she finally paused her marching and spun around. Hearing faintly in the distance the chatter of the students as they battled grimm and collected sap. "The looming possibility of death, does not spark joy in me. Personally, I find fun in books, things other than dare devilish idiocy."

Parc snorted, drawing her spiteful glare. He arched around her, coming to present himself before her and with a slight domineering upwards inclination of his head, met her glare with his own. "Then what about the other threat. The students, I bet to you them finding us would be a whole lot more fun then any book."

The tightness welling in her loins that brought forth a faint indubitable moistness that coated her panties uncomfortably tight to her labia told her just as well how much her body found that idea exciting. Her brain on the other hand, that saw only downsides. There were too many children even if their ears were focused on eachother and grimm, they could likely still hear even sense something with her considering the faunus students and their enhanced senses.

"No, no." Glynda rose a hand a stopped him from drawing near. "Not here. Not with students around."

Parc flared his brows then swiftly lowered them halfway. Humming, he pulled away then shrugged indifferently. "Fine, fine, then I guess you have no more questions for me?" He arched a tormenting glower her way.

Glynda in turn jostled, heart twisting uncomfortably. She moved one leg forth but didn't step, "what's that supposed to mean?" she whispered.

"It means you have nothing else to ask me. Therefore our little game is over."

"Aren't you over reacting a little?" she stomped but kept her voice low, "I just have no intentions of risking anything with students so close by."

"Just like you weren't risking anything by walking around without panties on?"

She recoiled just a smidgens, no sooner her expression soured considerably. "Do I keep having to repeat myself about that mistake? I said it would never happen again. Even with this connivance of yours, there are certain things I will not risk. Do you know what I had to deal with the last time? I spent an hour explaining a fib, a LIE, to Ozpin while trying to figure out what your 'answers' meant!" Glynda trailed to puffing silence. Realizing how she must look she straightened her back and primmed her blouse and skirt properly as well as pushed up her glasses once more after they slid down. "Mr. Evans, for as controlling as you think you are about this sick relationship we have, I am not going to simply kick around and be lead by a leash. Now," she spun and strode, "it shouldn't be long before the first of the students return, so I must return to the bullhead immediately."

Parc watched he back and her swaggering full hips, her skirt kissing every fine curve of her rump like the tightest latex suit around a models tight body. She was determined, that much he'd say. But her determination came at a price. From his pocket appeared a dark remote barely bigger than a lien card, on it a dial. Had Glynda still been looking her body would have paled then heated as Parc swiftly pun the bulging dial to 'mid.'

The accursed buzzing rose within her vagina, a rumbling feeling that caused her toes to be caught upon the ground as she walked nearly sending her crumpling to the ground. With face turned scarlet she caught herself digging her sole deep into the parting earth and spun, ready to bellow Evans' way only for her voice to hitch. There was no one there but feathers falling.

With vibrator rolling in her loins, Glynda shivered hatefully and stilled her panting chest. Ironing out her control over her appearance the rosy hue quickly deminshed to her regular pale complexion, only difference being the cold veins coming to show in the corners of her eyes.

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For all Jaune was, it was undoubtable that there was potential—loosest usage of the word—somewhere inside him. Though behooved to admit it, Parc simply couldn't. A boy who could kill an ursa in one fell swipe of his blade, parting its 'flesh' severing its 'bone' and removing its head was just not an everyday occurrence… for normal people.

If anything this incident with Cardin, the one where the bully planned for Jaune to toss down a jar onto Pyrrha and have a swarm of rapier wasps assail her ultimately ending with Cardin lathered in sticky sap, had only shown he was just that. Slightly less normal than normalcy. If there were more he'd be lunch for them no doubt.

Seated atop a branch watching unenthused at Jaune's sudden spike of bravado. Parc lifted his head just as Jaune lowered his and hissed words of warning to Cardin. There, just opposite the small clearing was Pyrrha, Ruby, and Weiss. Each watching, one with pride, one with childish glee, and another in utter bafflement. Parc huffed and rose to his feet atop the branch, one hand on the trunk to keep himself steady.

Seeming to sense him, Pyrrha's head rose and her sharp emeralds pierced easily through the red canopy to him. Her expression morphing to one of pure dignity that she had been proven right. Snorting, he turned on point and dove into the forest.

Jaune may have done the inevitable, didn't mean he was going to have it any easier than the others.

Not after what he had in store for them.

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Going to have a small break for a week as I'm now technically on a two week easter 'break.' I shall be spending this time writing up a backlog and playing Monster Hunter Rise as well as attempting to develop a SFW based around Monster hunter that I may very well also be attempting to turn into a board game.

Yeah, this is more just a break so I can build up a more bulk backlog for TCB and actually get more chapters done for MGR.