V:1 C:12 Dust Crime

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(I also have something to say to you guys at the bottom, so read this up, and meet me there. No, I'm not giving up on this fanfic, so don't think that, I'm way to dumb to not give up.)

"Finally, she speaks!" Sun said with "Nearly two days and you've given me nothing but small talk and weird looks!" Blake then gave Sun a look. "Yeah, like that."

"Sounds like her" I responded back. Just then I felt a death gaze, by Blake.

She first sighs and then rolls her eyes. "Sun... Are you familiar with the White Fang?"

"Of course! I don't think there's a Faunus on the planet who hasn't heard of them. Stupid, holier-than-thou creeps that use force to get whatever they want. Bunch of freaks, if you ask me!"

As Blake took a drink of her tea. "I have to agree with you Sun," I said. He nodded at me, as he takes a drink of his tea.

"I was once a member of the White Fang." Blake hit Sun with the big news, making him choke on his tea, before wiping his mouth with a napkin.

"Wait a minute, you were a member of the White Fang?!" 

"That's right. I was a member for most of my life, actually. You could almost say I was born into it... Back then, things were different. In the ashes of war, the White Fang was meant to be a symbol of peace and unity between Humans and the Faunus. Of course, despite being promised equality, the Faunus were subjected to discrimination and hate. Humanity still thought of us as lesser beings. And so, the White Fang rose up as a voice of our people. And I was there. I was at the front of every rally. I took part in every boycott. I actually thought we were making a difference. But I was just a youthful optimist. Then, five years ago, our leader stepped down, and a new one took his place. A new leader, with a new way of thinking. Suddenly, our peaceful protests were being replaced with organized attacks. We were setting fire to shops that refused to serve us, hijacking cargo from companies that used Faunus labor. And the worst part was, it was working. We were being treated like equals. But not out of respect... out of fear. So, I left. I decided I no longer wanted to use my skills to aid in their violence, and instead, I would dedicate my life to becoming a Huntress. So here I am: a criminal hiding in plain view, all with the help of a little black bow." She moved her ears as she said 'little black bow'.

"So..." Trying to understand the whole story. "Have you told your friends any of this?"

I knew the answer, but I wanted Blake to tell Sun. She needs to tell him and them.

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(3rd Person)

Both Ruby and Yang shouting "Blaaaake!" and "Barbatos!" out in the streets of Vale.

"Blaaaaaaaake! Where aaaare yoooouuuu!?" Ruby shouting out for her teammate.

"Blake! Barbatos!" Yang shouts out, for both of her friends.

"Weiiiiss, you're not helping!" She turned to her friend.

"Oh! You know what might be able to help? The police!"

"Ugh, Weiss..." Ruby crossing her arms

"It was just an idea!"

"Yeah, a bad one."

"Weiss, I think we should hear her side of the story before we jump to any conclusions," Yang said as she followed her sister.

"I think that when we hear it, you'll all realize I was right!" Following Yang.

"And I think Weiss' hair looks wonderful today!"

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