Remnants of a World I Once Knew: Volume 2

Chapter 17

Blake was in the library, browsing through the White Fang history. Her memories of Roman working with the White Fang and the reemergence of her old acquaintance Adam Taurus who now leads the White Fang. As she continued to stare at the screen, a red dot appeared, surprising Blake. Barely keeping her eyes open, Blake's eyes began to follow the red dot as it moved erratically, almost as if to grab its' attention. Blake's eyes kept following the laser and growled, before turning around. Already upset and now annoyed that someone was messing with her, perhaps in a racist way. She was about to punch someone, only to find that no one was there. A few kids were walking past her with books in their hands. Blake lowered her fist and rubs her eyes. Clearly, she needed sleep. "No. Keep on the White Fang," Blake muttered to herself.

Blake made her way to the dorms and entered the bathroom. She planned on pulling all nighters if she has to but she'll find a way to anticipate the White Fang's next move. To be prepared. Blake washed her face and dried it off. But barely leaving the restroom and Yang was there, waiting. "We need to talk," Yang grabs her arm and yanks her. "Gah!," Blake squealed. Yang sat Blake down on her bunk while Yang backs up and sat on Weiss's bunk. "Yang. I know what you, Weiss, and Ruby are doing but it will no stop me," Blake replied. "No one's telling you to stop. We just want you to..... rest up and relax before you make your move," Yang replied. "You think I can afford the luxury of relaxation?," Blake asked. "It's not a luxury. It's a necessity," Yang told corrected. "A necessity I'm willing to throw away," Blake replied. "Blake. Your intentions are noble but what good are they if you loose yourself trying to stop them?," Yang asked. "I am not loosing anything. And by me not loosing anything, I have more to gain by focusing on finding them," Blake replied. "You will find them, Blake. But not like this. Not like this bad. You're exhausting yourself too much. Take a few minutes to compose yourself," Yang replied. "After you left, you joined up in Beacon. You deserve a form of rest to at least get your head straight," Yang continued. "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! I'm the only one who can and has to do this!," Blake yelled. Yang's eyes turned red. "No you don't understand. YOU DON'T understand that if you keep this up, you'll end up destroying yourself in the process. So what good will that do to you?!," Yang's eyes finally changed rex. Blake was left stunned for a minute.
"You don't understand! I have no time for breaks!," Blake replied. "Blake. We know but you need it. Don't abandon us. Weiss said that if something's bothering you, come to us instead of abandoning your team to do things by yourself. You'll kill yourself in the process,"

"What would you know about what I need?!," Blake asked. "Because I nearly killed myself trying to find someone!," Yang hissed. "Well I....Wait. Find someone?," Blake asked. "Uhhh. The point is that. Team RWBY's a team. That means we stick and help each other," Yang replied and hugged Blake. Blake nodded. "You still didn't answer my question. "Who left you?," Blake asked again. "Oh so this is about me?," Yang asked. "I'm sorry. Were you not the one pressuring me to open up and relax?! Ironic coming from the person who won't open up when I ask," Blake replied. "Blake. This is personal," Yang glared. "And the White Fang isn't?! YOU WERE THE ONE WHO PRESSURED ME TO RELAX AND OPEN UP!," Blake yelled. "FINE! YOU WANNA KNOW SO BADLY! My biological mother! RAVEN! SHE LEFT ME!," Yang finally lost her cool. "Y-your mother?," Blake asked. "Yeah! My birth mother," Yang nodded. "I was 10 when I started asking. I started asking my dad and Uncle Qrow but they didn't answer. One day, I found a clue leading to my mother perhaps. Soon as Dad left for Signal, I put Ruby on a wagon and took off with her. I must've walked for days. Asking everyone. I finally cane across a hug. Had cuts and bruises. But wanted to see. I opened the door and saw these big...red eyes. There we were. A baby sleeping in a wagon and me being a stupid girl, frozen with fear and broken. Too broken to call for help. Yeah, I was close to death's door," Yang answered. "How did you.....escape?," Blake asked. "I don't know. All I heard was a gun going off and seeing blue flashes. Like fireflies," Yang answered. "What didn't make any sense is that I should've been dead. That I was so close to be on death's door," she sighed. "Yang...I'm so sorry that happened," Blake answered. "Don't. Be sorry when you don't take my advice on a break," Yang replied. "I.....you're right. I was foolish," Blake looked down. "Just....promise me this. Don't shut us out. We're a team. There's no I. We're here to help," Yang hugged before leaving. "And if you're in the mood, invite's still open for the Christmas Party," Yang turned to face Blake before leaving the room.