Blake: So you want to know about me...
*Blake takes a sip from her tea as she looks at Y/N and Sun.*
Sun: Finally, she speaks! Nearly two days and you gave me nothing but small talk and weird looks!
*Blake gives Sun a firm look.*
Sun: Yeah! Like that!
Y/N: Shut the h#ll up. Anyway Blake, please continue...
*Blake closed her eyes then opens them with a sad look.*
Blake: Are you two familiar with the White Fang?
Y/N: The leader of the White Fang is on my hitlist. Of course I know who the White Fang is! They ruined my life.
*Blake raised her eyebrow when Y/N said Adam was on his hitlist.*
Blake: May I ask why? Why is Adam Taurus on your hitlist?
*The moment Blake ask, Y/N feels pain travel throughout his left eye.*
Y/N: Oh Oum...
Sun: What's wrong, dude?
Y/N: Lets just say he destroyed my hometown. This is not the time to fully tell you about my life.
Blake: I understand... Y/N, don't hate me, but I was part of the White Fang once...
*Sun chokes on his tea while Y/N stayed quiet, almost emotionless.*
Sun: Wait a minute, you were a member of the White Fang?!
Blake: That's right. I was a member for most of my life, actually. You could almost say I was born into it...
*As Y/N looks at Blake, he sees that Blake is not looking at him and Sun, but rather having a flashback.*
Blake: 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.
Y/N: (Actually, My father was the previous leader, and he actually died. He did not step down.)
Blake: 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.
*Blake looks at Y/N, like she returned to reality*
Blake: 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.
Y/N: And here I am, The Lost Faunus who hates the White Fang and used to wear a beanie to cover my identity, until Ozpin revealed my identity.
*As Y/N said that, he curls his hands into fists, wanting to punch the crap out of the coffee dude for breaking his promise.*
Flashback
Ozpin: And don't worry, your identity is safe with me.
Reality
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RWBY: The Lost Faunus
FanfictionThis is an old fanfic that I started writing back in 2018, and discontinued it around 2020-2021. I don't think too fondly of this book since I don't like how I handled writing it at the time, but it has sentimental value for some of my friends and m...