Remnant's Tactician

Chapter 55: Unfolding The Truth

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"Feel like I'm finally unbroken"
"Feel like I'm back from the dead"
"My strength back and confidence growing"
"Out of my way"
"'Cause I'm armed and ready!"

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Yang opened her eyes and looked around. The surroundings were unfamiliar to her. She looked down to her hands, her right arm remained intact when she heard footsteps. 

When she looked up, the environment was changed to the cafeteria of Beacon, destroyed with a man wearing a mask, red hair glowing along with the accents in his clothing walking towards her.

She gasped, raising her fists when she noticed Ember Celica equipped. Yang started firing at the man, but her shots phased through him. The man gripped the hilt of his sword, startling her as she fired once more, but realised that she no longer had Ember Celica.

Yang then saw that her right arm was gone. Her eyes trembled in fear when the man was now inches in front of her. He grinned, unsheathing his sword which glowed blood red.
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Yang gasped and awoken from her dream. She looked over to her bedside table where a mechanical arm was placed. Getting up, Yang huffed a bit, suddenly hearing something hitting the window next to her.

Another sound emitted from the window as she got up and saw a pebble hitting the window. Yang opened the window up when she was hit in the forehead by another pebble.

"Ow!" She winced.

"Oops! Sorry!"

Yang rubbed her forehead and looked down, seeing Cynthia waiting in front of her house. The latter jumped and climbed up to the window and entered in, Yang looking at her, confused.

"Cynth, what are you doing?" Yang asked.

"Oh, you know. My usual antics." Cynthia got out, noticing the mechanical arm. "Woah! Is that a robot arm?! That must've cost a lot!"

"..." Yang looked over to it, remembering her dream. "...Yeah. Dad was able to get it from Ironwood."

"Wait, what? The General Ironwood? As in, Headmaster of Atlas, Ironwood?"

"...Yeah." She sighed.

"That's so cool! But not as cool as papa. Can I have a look?"

Cynthia hopped over the bed to get a closer look at the arm as Yang shook her head. To Yang, Cynthia has been her and Ruby's friend in Patch since they were young. They never met her father, but they knew her mother very well. Yang was about to say something when she heard laughter coming from downstairs.

The two left her room and went downstairs to see what the commotion was about. They looked to the kitchen where the lights were on, seeing some familiar faces.

"And- and- and then, in comes Qrow, wearing a skirt!" Port got out after laughing. "Hah, I was just a T.A. I-I didn't know what to do, so I just- I just left the room to laugh!"

The room burst into laughter from Oobleck and Yang's father, Taiyang. Sumire sat by, holding her laughter with Frederic and Emerina lightly chuckling. Yang looked in with Cynthia behind her.

"Yeah, we told him it was a kilt." Taiyang stated. "He'd never worn a uniform before so he didn't know."

"Ha ha ha! That is terrible!" Oobleck spoke. "What is wrong with you?!"

 "Hey! The girls all said he had nice legs! I did that jerk a favor!"

"He only realised about a week later after someone told him." Emerina added. "I still recalled how he proudly walked down the hallway in it."