Reaper's War

Chapter 11: Honesty

A/N: Heeeeey everyone! Long time, no see. I'm sorry I haven't been updating, I've been swamped with college coursework and haven't had time to concentrate on anything else. This is probably gonna be a one off update.
Anyways I hope you enjoy the chapter. It's probably not very good and it's quite a slow chapter.
See you at the enddd

6 months after the facility incident

It was only mid-afternoon, the sky full of snow drifting lazily through the air, coating the roofs of buildings and pathways on the streets. The snow the previous night had already been cleared away on the streets of Atlas, especially on the Academy grounds but it would only make way for more in the next few hours.

Luckily for Blake and Yang, they were nowhere near the frozen white powder and icy breeze. Instead they were indoors, sweating profusely from an impromptu idea because of having no classes and being bored.

Well, Blake wouldn't have been bored since she had plenty of reading to do but Yang had insisted that she needed to train so they'd both be ready for a mission together. That's if Ironwood cleared the blonde for missions.

So here they were, sparring together once more. Considering the blonde could only just remember her own combat style, her instincts were still there in full force, enabling her to dodge and counter-attack when necessary. Instincts weren't just at play, muscle memory was too. Yang might have forgotten most of her training but her body certainly hadn't.

"Come on, is that all you've got? Use your semblance. You know I could take you even if you did use it." Yang taunted cockily, moving to the right and grabbing Blake's blade with her prosthetic.

The cat faunus responded, taunting her partner back and yanking her blade from the blonde's grip. "If I used my semblance then there would be no point in sparring with you. I think we both know I'd win, unless you used yours."

"Nah, I can take you without it and you know it." The blonde gloated, stepping back into position into a boxer's stance.

Blake didn't respond, simply smiling in amusement. She got into her own stance, the gleam of mischief shining in her eyes as she darted forwards.

Yang was ready for her and ducked under the blade coming at her face, using her momentum to uppercut her partner. Well, she thought she did but the only thing she hit was a dissipating Shadow. The cat faunus meanwhile, appeared on the left, Gambol Shroud coming round in an arc.
Yang's instincts told her to spin around and put her arms up or catch the blade again. She opted for the latter but before she could, Blake left a Shadow behind once more, foreseeing what her partner was about to do for the second time.

This time the raven-haired girl appeared behind the blonde who spun in place with her metal fist swinging backwards towards her partner's face.
Blake ducked under the arm as it passed overhead, jumping up in front of the blonde and jabbing her in the side.

Yang jerked at the jab and went to instinctively strike back but didn't expect the cat faunus to follow up with a kick to the back of her knees, making her stumble forwards.
Blake appeared in front of her mid-stumble with barely any space between them, grabbing the wrist of her prosthetic arm and pushing her partner over her outstretched foot.

As the blonde fell backwards, she latched onto Blake's wrist and pulled her down with her. They fell in a heap, Yang letting out an 'oof' as her partner fell on top of her, the faunus' knee accidentally striking her in the groin.

"Owww. If I knew you were gonna knee me in the groin I wouldn't have pulled you down with me." Yang groaned, resisting the urge to hold the newly injured area.