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15. Destiny

RWBY: S.3 E:8 | Remnants. Chpter: 15. | If you like this chapter Comment, Vote and/or Follow me for more updates, that's all bye!
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     It's been a day since the incident, Yang was put on dorm rest for the time being. You worried for Yang and wondered why she would act such a way.
She was a tempered person sure..but she would never attack without a reason, and from how she seemed she was off.
Though besides that the pain in your hands still haven't subside it was bearable to say the least. But from the news Grimm are starting to come to vale, not a dangerous amount but some to make people scared,
And that would not fare well so to distract them from that, We decided to continue the Fall festival for the time being.

You and Oz were in your shared office as Ironwood went to RWBY dorm to have a talk with Yang and team RWBY..also to tell them they were disqualified.
These days are getting stressful by the second and with how you are now it does not bode well. So you sat on your office chair as your hand held your forehead as you think in silents.
Oz was looking out the window. He would say something but you wanted it to be silent for the time being.

It took a moment before your husband turned around and approached you as he spoke up,
"My heart, please talk to me." You opened your eyes and glanced towards him. You raised your head and rested your chin on your hand as you let out a sigh,
"Do you think Yang was actually Seeing things or maybe she was made to see something that wasn't there." Oz giving it a thought for a moment before he says in response,
"Yes, that is possible." You were silent for a moment as you shook off your thoughts and looked towards Oz with a small smile,
"Sorry for making things Unpleasant, maybe I'm overthinking things." Oz placed a hand on your shoulder,
"Maybe.. but why don't we move away from that for a moment and thing about the upcoming round, how about that?"

  You both looked in each other eyes as you said,
"I suppose after all this, we can think about those things. This is a time for us to not worry until the time worsens." You both still have things to do and worry about but just for an hour or 2 maybe even a minute you both can relax for once and watch the rounds without any problems, so you both did so.
  After you both got done with work and trying to figure out this whole situation you decided that When the second round start you both can watch it. But first...

«RWBYS DORM ROOM»

  A knock at the door was heard, The only one in the room was Yang with Ruby, Blake, & Weiss out. They went to get them some food to eat in the room together.
Yang looked to the door expecting the girls to be back but they would've just entered, it must have been someone else, yang got up from the door not expecting no threat. Once she opened it she seen...
—. "... Auntie?"

  It was you, Y/N. You looked at Yang with concerned expression yet with relief. You placed your hands on her cheeks with a smile with a mix of Relief and Happiness as you spoke,
—. "Yang! Are you ok? I apologize I didn't come to check on you after the fight.."
Yang was a bit startled by your Sudden Attitude but quickly regaining herself knowing you were only concerned for her,
—. "Auntie I'm fine, I promise."
You knew she was fine but what creeped inside your head was why did she do it? You let out a sigh as your hands moved to her shoulders for a moment before removing them. You realized you were outside of the dorm and wanted to discuss something with her.
you spoke calmly with that small reassuring smile,
—. "May I come in, I want to discuss with you on something."

Yang knew you were going to ask her why she did it just like all the others did. Yang moved to the side to invite you in as she says,
—. "Of cause."
you walked in to the room as you scanned the room. It was a bit.. unique? You stared at the obviously unstable bedding but shook it off since it was their dorm room and get to do what they wish with them even if it is.. wild.
yang closed the door as she asked even if she knew the question,
—. "So what is it you wanted to ask me, auntie?"