"Yang, if you are going to tell me to stop, you may as well save your breath," Blake spoke to Yang, who was currently sitting cross-legged on the teacher's desk in an empty classroom which they were in.
Unlike Blake who was quite annoyed at the situation, Yang showed an expression of calmness. "I don't want you to stop; I want you to slow down."
Blake paced the room with crossed arms, clearly still irritated, "I don't have the luxury to slow down."
"It's not a luxury, it's a necessity."
"The necessity is stopping Torchwick."
Yang sighed, "And we are going to. But first you have to sit down and listen to what I have to say." She patted the part of the desk across from her.
Blake looked away for a moment, before relenting and draping her legs over the desk's edge, "Fine."
Yang then spoke, "Ruby and I grew up in Patch, an island off the coast of Vale. Our parents were Huntsmen. Our dad taught at Signal, and our mom took on missions around the kingdom. Her name was Summer Rose, and she was, like... Super-Mom: Baker of cookies and slayer of giant monsters." Yang looked down, "And then... one day she left for a mission and never came back." Blake immediately expressed a face of sorry for her as she continued, "It was tough. Ruby was really torn up, but... I think she was still too young to really get what was going on, y'know? And my dad just kind of... shut down. It wasn't long before I learned why. Summer wasn't the first love he lost; she was the second. The first... was my mom. He wouldn't tell me everything, but I learned that the two of them had been on a team together with Summer and Qrow, and that she'd left me with him right after I was born. No one had seen her since."
"Until Y/N came along," Blake pointed out, to which Yang just nodded. "Why didn't you ask him about her?"
"Because it wouldn't be worth it. When she first went missing, I did everything I could to find out why she left. I asked everyone I could, read every note I could find, tried piecing things together on my own. Eventually, I found something. Something I believed to be a clue, something that could lead me to answers on why, or even to my mother herself. I waited for Dad to leave the house, put Ruby in a wagon, and headed out. I must've walked for hours. I had cuts and bruises, I was totally exhausted, but I wasn't gonna let anything stop me. When we finally got there, I could barely stand, but I didn't care; I had made it. And then I saw them. Those burning red eyes... There we were: A toddler sleeping in the back of a wagon and a stupid girl too exhausted to even cry for help. We might as well have been served on a silver platter. But, as luck would have it, our uncle showed up just in time." She paused for a quick moment, leaning back on the desk slightly. "My stubbornness should've gotten us killed that night."
"Yang... I'm sorry that happened to you, and I understand what you're trying to tell me, but this is different. I'm not a child, and this isn't just a search for answers! I can't just-"
"I told you: I'm not telling you to stop! I haven't! To this day, I still want to know what happened to my mother and why she left me, but I will never let that search control me. We're going to find the answers we're looking for, Blake. But if we destroy ourselves in the process, what good are we?"
"You don't understand! I'm the only one who can do this! I'm the one who caused Y/N to probably run back to the enemy again!"
"No, you don't understand!" Yang stood up, her a red hue, "If Roman Torchwick or Y/N walked through that door, what would you do?"
"I'd fight them!" Blake yelled back.
"You'd lose!" Yang shoved Blake back.
"I can stop them!" Blake attempted to do the same to Yang, but she couldn't even make her budge.
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Constellation (Male Reader x RWBY)
Fanfiction"Now, how exactly would I explain this? He isn't mortal, for starters. I don't even know if he puts on the act of being a child, or he is one. I do know that he is beyond us gods, so I would suggest- no, I demand you: Do. Not. Anger. Him. Lest you...