Chapter 4: One Bad Day Away

                                    

                                          
Y/n Pov
Solitas Tundra
5:13 PM

The rest of the day was spent just sweeping the rest of the mine of Grimm and killing any we came across. I barely payed attention to the task, simply walking absentmindedly through the caves. I never found any Grimm, given where my heads at right now, that's probably a good thing. After that, we were on guard duty. The idea being that if any more Grimm showed up, we kill them too. Again, nothing happened. 
The waiting was infuriating and did the opposite of making my mood better. Once I noticed a speck in the distance that was coming our way, I started to perk up. We were almost done. I wasn't going to stay in Atlas tonight. Mantle might be under martial law, but that doesn't mean that crimes aren't happening. If anything, it's probably up. These people have a hard enough time as is without having to worry about some asshole breaking into their homes while they sleep.
Not to mention the soldiers. I'm not going to believe that everyone Ironwood forces into his military are good people. That would be naïve and unrealistic. There's bound to be a few bad apples in the bunch. My only hope is that they are few and far between. 
As the airships got closer, I realized that we were finally done waiting. Four escorts followed on all sides of Amity Colosseum. The massive arena going surprisingly fast for its size. I grimaced at the sight of it. That thing... That was where the Fall of Beacon started. My mind drifted to Mercury. Short version, fuck that guy, glad he's dead. 
Long version, I shouldn't killed him a long time before Haven. No, I wanted him to suffer before he died. That was a mistake. I shouldn't iced the son of a bitch that night. Wouldn't saved us all the trouble if I had. And Cinder... I wish I could cut the bitch open again... Now there's only one left and that's Emerald. She shouldn't be too much a problem. All she's got is her semblance. If I can get past that, she's done.
Then there's the rest of them. Tyrian, Hazel, Joker, Talia and Salem. All of them.... All of them need to die. I don't see any other way. Out of all of them, it's Hazel that has me conflicted. I heard his story from Oz. Makes me wonder what I would do it if one of... Or both of my sisters died... I can't imagine that it'd be much different. 
Out of the bunch, he seems like a victim of circumstances. That's not to absolve him of what he's done. He's killed Huntsmen, probably civilians too if they got in the way. Regardless of what I think of them, these ones were innocent. Just a nuisance to Salems' grand plan. The Shield family back in Mistral is going to live with the knowledge that their wife and mother isn't coming home. How many more families are going through that because of them? 
I closed my eyes and pushed it away. I was starting to tread into dangerous territories there. My hand drifted to my chest. The symbol I chose weighed heavy on me. Was it a mistake to pick this? It was too early to tell. But what I do know is that I'll have to live with the consequences of the choice... Hell, I'm fairly certain that Ruby is waiting for a chance to slap me, like she threatened earlier. 
As the airships closed in, so too did several land transports. As they pulled in, everyone started to gather at the mines entrance. I glanced at Ruby, catching her doing the same. Her eyes narrowed before she looked away from me. I shook my head and stood up, not paying too much attention to them. Qrow stepped away from them and shook his head at the cigarette in my mouth. 
Qrow: Thought we agreed to quit?
Y/n: ....We did. 
Qrow: ...So?
Y/n: Look, I've smoked twice in the last few hours, if I say you can have two glass' of Rum to make it even, will you leave me alone? 
Qrow: That's not why I came over here... I saw that little spat between you and Ruby. You shouldn't known she wouldn't take too kindly to that.