Drained

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"What's the diary of Ms. Calavera?" You ask the woman.

"It's of Bartleby. The owner of the estate. He seemed to have some sort of new scheme, always hatching up plans to improve his settlement."

"Hey guys. Uncle Qrow said we should all get some rest. He's gonna wake all of us up in the morning." Ruby walks downstairs.

"Will do." You say.

"On it." Blake says, you and her make a pallet in the floor, she lays beside you and gets close, you rub her back, giving her a calming massage. In no time at all, she's out asleep, you follow suite.

"Ready for our 'heart to heart' (Y/n)?"

"Pyrrha, please... get out of my head. I miss you so much, I still feel guilty. Isn't that all you want?"

"No no no. I want you to suffer for what you did to me."

"Pyrrha, please." You have tears in your eyes.

"I will do what I want." She charges you, you steel yourself, but somethings off about her, she's stronger, much stronger, in fact, she is easily beating you. You decide to lower your temperature to -100 just in case she is holding back. She is still pushing you back. Lower. Still, you're being defeated. Lower... but she's still advancing.

"Y/n! Wake up!" She impales you, right through your chest. She mocks you in a pouty voice.

"Aww. Someone still too weak to stop someone from dying?"

"Yang! Help me!"

"Damn, looks like we're cut short again." She fires Miló into your chest.

"AHH!" You wake up clutching your chest.

"Y/n, what's wrong?" You stand up and walk outside, it's early morning, can't be past 6 in the morning, you begin pacing back and forth, you punch the wall with such impact it shakes the house.

"GEY OUT OF MY HEAD PYRRHA!" You scream at the top of your lungs, grabbing a chair and throwing extremely fat thanks to your heat, which is currently rising higher and higher. Suddenly, you're grabbed from behind. It's Blake.

"Y/n. Please talk to me." You fall down to your knees, Blake follows suit.

"Blake, I can't get Pyrrha out of my head. It's getting worse, we fought and I couldn't win, not even close. I tried lowering my temperature lower and lo—."

"I know, I looked at your watch, you were at -400 degrees, you were approaching absolute zero." You look away.

"Look at me." As you look at her, you notice her right hand is covered in ice crystals.

"Blake! Your hand!" You say worried for her, immediately forgetting Pyrrha's mind games.

"I didn't even notice." She says as the pain sets in.

"Okay it's starting to hurt now."

"Here." You grab her hand and melt the crystals covering her hand.

"I'm so sorry Blake."

"Don't apologize. You didn't mean to." She holds your hands with hers and kisses your cheek.

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