The Golden Dragon's Rise: Chapter 1: Boxing, Huh?
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Boxing.
Why was it so important to The Dragon?
Well, She understood it. One of the only things she truly understood.
"The Dragon", "The Firecracker," "Boob Girl." Didn't matter what they called her. She fought.
And she won. More often than not. She did take a few crushing defeats. Some that she would not like to admit. Nor her trainer.
Yang Xiao Long was her name.
What would Yang become?
The Best.
...
Yang Xiao Long was walking by herself one night. It wasn't normal for her to be doing this, but her dad let her for just this once. She was simply walking outside and back to her house with a few groceries. She had to do that now, since her mom wasn't around to do that, and her dad was too drunk or sad to even get out of the house sometimes. So, just this once, since her dad was too sad to, Yang was simply walking home, when she passed a few bigger, tougher girls who just moved into the neighborhood nearby. They eyeballed Yang, then began to whisper to each other. Then, they called out to the small blonde.
"Hey, there." One of the girls called out to Yang.
"Um..." A higher pitched Yang Xiao Long stopped herself from speaking any more. She didn't talk to strangers. Her dad told her that a lot.
"Look, we just need something from you." Another girl leaned down and smiled evilly.
Yang stayed silent.
"Ugh, listen, KID!" One of the girls grabbed Yang by her hair and yanked her into the air. Yang let out a loud shriek before being slammed against a barn wall.
"Look, we just need something from you. We need what's in the bag." One of the girls pointed to the brown bag Yang was carrying.
"No, I need it! It's for my family!" Yang called out to them.
"Hmph. Screw your family. They don't love you. If they did, they wouldn't let a girl wander around on her own!" A girl taunted Yang. That same girl then punched Yang right in the chest, almost knocking the wind out of her.
"Oof...!" Yang's eyes almost flew out of their sockets due to the impact. She was a little girl! She couldn't take something like that!
"Listen, kid. If you're gonna go far, you've gotta learn to stick up for yourself. I mean, you'd probably be able to take us down if you fought back, am I right?" One girl asked her group sarchasticly.
"Oh, yeah! She'll take us down with one punch! Totally!" Another girl shouted, throwing her arms up into the darkness, and laughing her sorry ass off.
The girl holding up Yang let her go, and Yang fell to the ground with a thud. Yang stood up, and began to growl.
"Grrr..." Yang's teeth grinded against each other. Her hair was shadowing her eyes. And as the girls were about to leave with her bag, Yang called out to them,
"GET BACK HERE!"
The three girls stopped in their tracks, and slightly turned their heads to see the young blonde girl glowing.
Yes, Glowing.
They fully turned around this time, to see Yang, now wrapped in a bright yellow Aura. Yang's fists were closed. Yang then screamed into the night, and the aura grew in size and scale. Now, a golden beacon flew into the night sky, and when it disappeared, only a small aura remained on Yang.
And Yang had...changed due to this.
Yang's hair was set aflame. Yang's eyes were changed from it's normal liliac color to a more crimson red. Fire formed all around her, and Yang seemed stronger.
Yang unlocked her semblance. The ability that makes people on Remnant special.
"What?!" One of the girls shouted at Yang. She was flabbergasted, just as the others were. Then, Yang began to walk up slowly to them.
"You looking for a fight?!" One of the girls challenged the young blonde.
Yang got up to that exact girl who challenged her, made a fist, and when she threw a punch at her leg,
It broke it.
*CRACK*
"GYAAA!" The girl kneeled down, and then Yang jumped up, and sucker punched her right in the cheek, sending her flying several feet. Another girl came up to her, and attempted to throw a punch, but Yang grabbed it, and threw her over her whole body. After that, Yang made a fist and smashed the girl's face in. Her face hit the ground with such force that it made a mini-crater.
Lastly, the final girl ran up to her, trying to tackle her, but Yang got in a crouching position, and when the girl got in reasonable distance, Yang grabbed her legs and threw her back to the ground. Then, Yang got on top of her, and began to pound her face in.
"YOU. DON'T. MAKE. FUN. OF. MY. FAMILY. LIKE. THAT!" Yang punched every time she said a new word.
At the final punch, the girl was nearly dead. Her face was bloodied, bruised, and nearly destroyed.
Yang was breathing heavily. She wasn't able to move. What she just did to herself was too much for her body to handle.
"How...do...you like...that.." Yang then collapsed on the girl's body.
Just as she did, Taiyang, her father, came in, running down a trail that began from his house. He was coming to investigate the bright light that just surged over the sky, and when he came around a curve, he saw Yang, still slightly glowing, and near three downed girls.
"Oh my god, Yang!" Taiyang rushed over to his unconscious daughter, picked her up, and ran back to their home. He rushed inside, with the loud noise waking up Ruby and making her cry. Taiyang ignored that for once and simply ran Yang to her room, where he layed her down on her bed, and began to check several parts of her body for wounds, burns, anything. He didn't find anything.
"What...happened to you?" Taiyang was thrown for a loop.
The next day, Yang and Taiyang confirmed that it was in fact, her semblance that caused her to gain so much power. It took them some time, more so on Tai's part, but that mystery eventually was solved.
Thirteen Years Later...
Yang was now Seventeen. It was her birthday today. And what's happening?
She's fighting a random punk who thinks they can take her down. It became her second day job at school. Why? She was the queen of the school. No one could touch her.
A random strong boy with a buzz cut threw a punch at the blonde. A crowd was forming around the two who were duking it out. Yang woar a tan jacket that bares her lower stomach, with golden brown piping and short, puffy sleeves with black cuffs that feature two gold buttons. Underneath this, she wears a low cut yellow crop top with her emblem, which was a flaming heart on the left breast in black. She also wears a brown belt covered by a pleated brown piece of material reaching from hip to hip around the back of her waist, with her emblem emblazoned on the right-most pleat in gold. Underneath this is a longer, white, asymmetrical piece of material reaching to her knee on the right side, as well as a pair of black mini-shorts. She wears a pair of brown, knee-high boots and orange over-the-knee socks, with the right sock pushed down just below the knee. A lavender bandana is tied around her left knee. An orange infinity scarf and black fingerless gloves complete her outfit.
Yang dodged a right jab sent right for her face. Yang then did a sweeping move to the boy's legs, but he jumped over that and went for a kick to Yang's face. It was a perfect angle, and it hit her square on the face. Yang stumbled backwards, noticing that there was a small bruise on her cheek because of that. Yang then growled and charged her opponent once again. Yang decided to end the fight right then and there, by grabbing the boy's face, and throwing him to the ground. Yang then sat on top of him and proceeded to beat his face in. Yang kept punching and punching until the boy's face was bloody.
Yang finished her beatdown by getting dragged away by a teacher towards the Principal's office.
"Ack-hey! Let me go!" Yang tried grabbing her scarf but it didn't help in the slightest.
Taiyang and Yang were sitting next to each other inside a room full of books, and in front of them was the principal himself.
"*Sigh* Yang, this is the second time this year you've done this. Why do you keep getting into fights?" The principal put his fingers on his forehead and shook his head.
"I wouldn't get into fights just for the heck of it. These guys who come after me punched first." Yang defended her actions.
"That doesn't mean you should fight back." Taiyang took the principal's side.
"What, you want me to just let these guys hit me? I'm not gonna stand around and wait for an adult to get me out of sticky situations! I'm going to take things into my own hands if I have to." Yang snapped back at her father.
The principal sighed again. "None the less, you damaged the kid pretty badly. You seriously hurt him. Mr. Xiao Long, you need to control your daughter." The principal leaned forward and got to the chase.
"I understand." Taiyang then gave Yang a look and muttered, "Damn it, Yang..."
"You two can go home. Reflect on what you've done, Yang." The principal waved his hand to have them be off.
And so, the two went home. Yang and Taiyang went through the whole car ride in silence. Yang was upset that she was blamed for this, and Tai was mad that Yang did this.
When they got back to their house, Yang stormed off to her room to vent her frustration. Tai immediately went to the kitchen to drink himself away.
Tai wasn't in the greatest state at the moment. He was having trouble dealing with a lot of things. With both his ex-wives leaving him, one who died and another who just ditched him and his two daughters, he had trouble dealing with it all. So he found a new hobby in drinking. It wasn't a good hobby, but it was one none the less. And unfortunately, Taiyang loved it. Once he opened a bottle, he then opened another one. Luckily he would pass out or just fall asleep before he gets drunk, so at least that's good.
Yang constantly spent her nights either on her phone, working out, or just relaxing. She did her best to stay in school and keep good grades. She did a damn good job of that, keeping high B's and some A's in her classes. On top of that, she also is able to fight people (Not that she starts them) and continue to do well. It's been like that for at least 5 years. And Yang didn't seem to mind it. In fact, she liked this life. Being able to have a good school education with her best friend and half sister, fighting punks to relieve stress, and best of all, have a future to look forward to.
Right?
Well, Yang didn't know what she wanted to do after school. She wanted to go to Beacon Academy to become a huntress, but that was a few months away. Plus, thinking about it more and more made her a little skeptical about the whole idea. Ruby had her mind set for a LOOOONG time. And she wasn't backing down now. But Yang, once again, didn't know what she wanted to do. If anything, she wanted to keep fighting people just for the hell of it. She could do that as a Huntress, but huntsmen and huntresses mainly protected the world from Grimm. Not actually fight other humans and Faunus.
The Next Day...
Yang returned to school same as before, for the past thirteen years of her life. She treated what happened the previous day like nothing. She forgot about it. She didn't want to talk or remember what happened. Especially when Taiyang scolded her later on in the night at dinner. Yang wanted to stand up for herself, but she couldn't do that with her father. She wasn't that kind of girl. As Yang was walking towards her first class and waiting for the door to open, a boy ran up to her and began a conversation with her.
"Hey, Yang!" The young boy greeted the blonde bombshell.
"Oh, hello. You need something?" Yang answered quietly, not really wanting to talk.
"Oh, I just found this. I thought you might want to have it." The boy pulled out a flier he had in his backpack. He handed it to Yang and she read it real quick. The poster had a couple genderless figures on the front, with their fists up, kind of like in a boxing stance. And sure enough...
"Underground boxing league? Where did you find this?" Yang turned to the boy after reading the title of the flier.
"I found it hung up in the city. I thought, since you are a fighter, you might wanna...I dunno, try it out?" The boy smiled at Yang, expecting a positive response.
"I don't know. Underground? I mean, maybe." Yang paused, not sure what to say.
"Well, I'd keep it in mind. You never know, Yang." The boy then raced into the classroom as the door opened. Yang folded the paper and put it in her pocket. She walked inside her classroom, and began her day.
After the day was over, Yang immediately walked to her room and shut the door. She then pulled out the paper and read over it again. She had time to figure out what the paper said. When she read it again, she read it out loud, silently.
"Underground boxing league. Only women only. Must be 17 or older. Can have little experience fighting. Sign up at this location." Yang nodded her head, recognizing where the area to sign up was.
That night, Yang thought about the league. She thought about joining and thinking about fighting. Maybe she could gain some money. Maybe she could get some more fighting experience. Maybe she could find a new hobby. Maybe, this could be what she wanted to do. She had a knack for fighting. She had ever since she discovered her semblance. After a little while, she finally made up her mind. Yang wanted to fight. She nodded her head, and she decided that the next day, she would sign up for this thing and give it a try.
Once again, after the day was over, Yang said she was "staying after" for "extra help at school" and drove to the location that was specified in the poster on her wonderful motorcycle, Bumblebee. It took her a good solid half-hour from school to get there. When she arrived, she stopped right in front of a normal apartment building on a street. No one went in there, at least, that's what it looked like. When Yang went through the door, she found herself in front of a stairwell only going down. Yang was a little scared, but she held onto her fears and walked down the stairwell. Yang walked down three flights until she reached the bottom. And down there, she found a man, sitting in front of a desk, with a clipboard in his hand. He was a big guy. Rather overweight, wearing a t-shirt, shorts, sunglasses (indoors, because why not) and a baseball hat.
"You Seventeen?" The man asked the blonde.
"Uh, yeah." Yang answered as casually as she could.
"Here. Write your name. We'll get this to the boss and then have your opponent's name mailed to you." The man explained how the process worked. He held out the clipboard and grabbed a pen.
"O-okay..." Yang stuttered slightly, grabbing the pen and clipboard. She began to write her name on it.
"Looking good, sweetheart." The man complimented Yang. He smirked and examined Yang's body.
"Oh. Th-thanks." Yang would've tried to take down the man, but Yang was not only intimidated by him, but she also felt like the man could take her down if she began a fight. After Yang finished writing her name, She put the clipboard down and put the pen on the table.
"Do you have any questions?" The man asked, while sounding very tired, almost like what he's been saying he's already said before.
"Yeah, uh, is there like, a dress code or anything? Do I have to-y'know-"
"No, you can wear a top, if you want. You can appear naked, but most girls don't do that. Hell, there's only been two girls in the entire time this has been a thing who've done that. You don't have to..."bear it all."" The man answered Yang's question.
"Okay, thanks." Yang replied before waving goodbye. 'Whew! If I had to go topless, I wouldn't have liked that as much.'
"One more thing. Make sure to come back here every time you have a fight. Most of the time it's late into the night. So that way you don't have to worry about your mommy or daddy catching you. They'll be fast asleep so that way you can get here secretly." The man added to his explanations.
"Oh, alright. Thanks." The blonde nodded, before walking up the stairs and outside. She walked outside and sat on top of Bumblebee. She then realized she would probably have to train before the fight. So, she then decided to buy a few supplies for her training the next day.
The next day, Yang got up early to go over to a store nearby to buy a few things. She didn't have school that day, so she didn't need to worry about that. Yang found herself near the boxing aisle. She was looking at women's gloves, trying to figure out what kind would fit her hands. She eventually found one perfect for her fists. Then, she bought some wraps for her hands. Along with that, she also bought boxing shoes that laced to her knees. After that, Yang walked out and went to a clothing store. Yang decided to buy a yellow sports bra for working out. And she found black shorts that fit her and worked well for working out. Yang felt good after spending a couple hundred lien on her supplies. It was getting her hopes up. She was smiling as she left the building.
Around three days later, When Yang came home from school at the beginning of her week, she finished her drive from the gym nearby back to her home. When she arrived, she put away her things in a backpack, and went to grab the mail. And when she did, she found a little slip of paper. It was small enough so it could barely weigh anything, and all it had on it was a name, and a date and time. She quickly put it in her pocket before bringing everything she had inside. When she did, she put her clothes in her room and began to shower to wash off all the sweat she got from working out.
After her shower, Yang walked into her room and took out that slip of paper. On the paper, it read,
"Emily Faul. Eleven O'clock."
Yang had her first opponent!
And that night, Yang set out for the building. She took her boxing equipment with her, and then drove off at 10 o'clock. Taiyang was already asleep, as was Ruby. Yang drove off into the night, a little anxious for this fight. It was her first fight, sure, but she was really anxious and excited.
After Yang got to the building, she got off Bumblebee, took her equipment inside a backpack, and walked inside. She walked down the flights up stairs until she found the desk. The man wasn't there this time, but to her right was a door that led to another room, as well as more flights of stairs.
"Well, I'm definitely getting a workout..." Yang joked with herself before walking down to the bottom of the stairs. Yang looked to her right where she found the man from a few days ago, standing near one final door that would reveal to be Yang's changing room.
"Get ready in here. You've got a half hour before then." The man held the door open for Yang.
"Thanks." Yang nodded, before turning to ask the man, "What should I call you, if we ever meet again?"
The man paused. He then answered, "David."
"Alright, David. Thanks." Yang smiled before putting her stuff on a bench. David nodded and closed the door behind her.
Over the next 20 minutes, Yang got herself ready. She had her fighting clothes on; a yellow sports bra, and black shorts, as well as yellow gloves plus wrist wraps and yellow boxing shoes. Yang was somewhat slim, not a lot of fat, not a lot of muscle, she was just right. Although she didn't have a lot of time to prepare for this, so her body type wasn't something she could change drastically. David once again came close to the door and told Yang it was time. Yang was ready to fight.
As she walked out with David, she was silent. She watched as the darkness turned into a blinding light, thanks to blinding lights lighting up the ring. Her opponent was already there, wearing green gloves with a dark green sports bra as well as dark green trunks. She was fighting barefoot, unlike Yang. Along with Yang, she also had bright, yellow hair. But something was different about her. She was rather ripped. She worked out a lot.
Yang stared down her opponent from a distance, until she entered into the ring herself. After she did, David left and Yang was now there to fend for herself.
After entering, she walked to the center of the ring, and so did Emily. When they met in the center, both women sized the other up. They were trying to intimidate each other. Yang and Emily both listening for the various cheers for both of them. To fight, to kiss, to do, pretty much anything. Yang simply did her best to ignore the shouting and just intimidate Emily to the best of her abilities. Emily did the same, and all they did was touch gloves for a split moment, and then walked back to their neutral corners.
The cheers and chants continued to rave throughout the underground arena. And within the crowd, a woman with crimson eyes watched the blonde bombshell from a distance with her arms crossed.
'Hmm.'
DING!
The bell rang and both came out fists flying. Yang kept her hands close to her face, but her chest was completely open. Emily was also having trouble with her guard, but it didn't matter. She still dashed forward and got the first shot off on Yang's nose. Yang was stunned and stumbled back a little. Cheers erupted with the first hit. Emily then continued to pounce on Yang, continuing her assault. Emily ducked down low and unleashed a terribly powerful jab to Yang's open abdomen. Yang's mouth flew out a little spit as she stumbled back again. She shook her head to wake herself up, and notice Emily charging for her again. Yang clenched her fists and threw a highly telegraphed left hook to Emily's cheek. But, Emily saw it, backed up slightly, and then she moved in for a one-two punch to Yang's face. Yang took both hits, and now was trapped in a corner. Emily then began a volley of punches aimed for Yang. Yang's cheeks were hit first, jerking from side to side as Emily's blows connected and connected. Then, Emily aimed for Yang's chest and abdomen. She threw three crosses and jabs for the blonde's open, sweaty chest. They all hit, and now Yang was affected with a stinging abdomen, and now a few swollen spots on her right cheek.
Yang then began to get angry. She clenched her fists from inside her gloves, and her hair caught ablaze. She was activating her semblance. She would think it's allowed, and it is. Yang pushed Emily backwards, making her stumble backwards and try and retain her footing. In that time, Yang rushed forward and cocked back a right hook for Emily's cheek. Emily couldn't dodge in time, and so she took the blow, and it almost sent her flying. Her mouth erupted spit and even a little bit of blood! Just from one punch, Yang began to turn the tide.
But in the stands,
'*Sigh* Yang. You're better than this.'
Cheers erupted all throughout once again, now that Yang and Emily were both dealing equally devastating blows to one another. Yang's teeth grinded against each other, wanting to destroy Emily for all the damage done to her body. After Emily recovered, Yang charged again, this time throwing a left jab right for Emily's nose. It connected, and Emily stumbled back again. Her body had sweat flying off it. Thanks to Yang's semblance, she hit really hard, and Emily didn't even know it. Yang then ducked low and threw a right uppercut right for Emily's chin. When Emily saw Yang's fist, time began to slow. She only could see wind from Yang's glove and the yellow color of leather. Emily began to weave her head to the right. Hopefully it would be in time.
*WOOSH*
Yang's fist only touched Emily's hair. Emily quickly sighed in relief as this was her opportunity to turn this around. Yang's eyes followed Emily's head as her fist came back around only to collide with Yang's face. Her entire face was covered by the glove and only blood and sweat. Yang was in trouble. When Emily's fist came off, Yang's forehead was dripping blood, and her left eye was swollen slightly. Yang stumbled backward. This was it for her. Her vision was a little blurry, and she was beginning to wobble around like a drunk person.
Emily used her feet to spring forward towards Yang, who's guard is down. She cocked back her left fist, and threw it right towards Yang. Her upper body leaned backwards after connecting. Then, Emily threw another punch, this time with her right fist. It hit Yang's face again. Then, in a final display of strength, Emily ducked below and cocked back a right uppercut made exclusively for Yang's chin. When it connected, Yang's head sprung upwards. Her eyes were lifeless and all she could see was her own sweat, spit, and blood. Emily's fist was flying up with Yang's chin. Following it was sweat and blood.
With this hit, Yang toppled over. She fell with a thud onto the canvas and bounced slightly. She then layed on the mat in silence.
But following this, the crowd went nuts. And the bell dinged multiple times, and Emily threw her fist into the air in victory. She had won over Yang.
*Sigh* Goodness, Yang. You have so much to learn.' The woman shook her head in disgust and walked away.
At Midnight...
Yang was sitting alone in a bar surrounded by a group of men drinking the night away. She was simply recollecting herself after what happened just an hour prior. Her hand was on her forehead, and she was just looking miserable. Yang couldn't even have the idea to go home yet. She had to sit alone, not do anything, and re-examine everything. Yang's wounds were already healed thanks to her aura. She didn't need to worry about her dad or Ruby harping on her for her injuries.
Just then, a barmaid came up to the blonde, and put down a drink. A strawberry sunrise, to be exact.
"Oh, I didn't-" Yang was interrupted by the barmaid.
"There's a woman upstairs. Red eyes, black hair, kinda sticks out. She paid for this. And she told me to tell you to go up there. She wanted to talk to you." The barmaid explained the Yang as she leaned over slightly.
"O-oh. Thanks." Yang looked at her drink, and the barmaid walked away. Yang then quickly pondered who it could be. But in the back of her mind, she knew who it was.
Yang took her Strawberry Sunrise and began to walk up the stairs.
When she got to the top, she found the one person who she might've expected. Raven Branwen. Her mother. The crafty bird greeted her daughter.
"Hello, Yang."
Yang stood in silence for a moment. She didn't want to answer her, but she did, none the less. But interestingly, Yang didn't answer to Raven as "Mom."
"Hmph. Raven." Yang stared down Raven from a distance. She began to walk up close to her table. Beside her was her sword, which was of a unknown variety. Raven woar a shallow cut black and red dress, five necklaces with an assortment of beads, a red girdle-belt, and a pair of matching gauntlets. She wears fingerless gloves as well. An object that looks to be made from feathers hangs from the right side of her skirt. She also wears detached black leggings that are solid black. Under her leggings she wears black boots, which have red high heels and soles.
Raven pulled out a cigarette box, and a match. She pulled out a cig, and put in her mouth. She lit the match in her other hand and put it right on the end of the cigarette. But as she did, and the smoke flew off, Yang grabbed the cigarette, and found an ashtray on the table. She then put the end into the ashtray, and getting rid of the smoke.
"Really? Qrow already drinks and so does Dad. I don't want anyone else in my family taking up bad habits." Yang scolded her mother.
"Um, Yang." Raven eyeballed Yang's Strawberry Sunrise, implying the same logic on her daughter.
"I don't drink every ten minutes." Yang growled at Raven and then sat down. "So. What do you want?" Yang leaned back in the wooden chair and began to drink her beverage.
"A girl can't just catch up with her family?" Raven shrugged her shoulders and asked Yang her question. But both of them knew it was bullshit.
"She can, but you're not. Get on with it. Unless you plan on ditching me. AGAIN." Yang coldly replied to Raven's question. Yang put her glass on the table, and crossed her arms. She awaited Raven's question. Raven didn't speak for a moment, but she finally responded with:
"Why did you enter into that underground fighting ring?" Ravens's tone turned serious quickly. Yang paused. She glared at Raven. Her hands gripped her arms hard.
"Why did you leave us?" Yang returned Raven's question with another question.
"That's not what I-"
"I know that's not what you asked. But you have MUCH more to answer for, Raven!" Yang furiously shouted at her mother.
Raven leaned back and sighed. She then responded with,
"I had a tribe to look after-"
"Oh, GREAT ANSWER, MOM." Yang slowly clapped as a sign of disappointment. "Great FUCKING ANSWER."
"You wouldn't understand." Raven shook her head and remained calm despite her daughter's yelling.
"Oh, I know what it's like. When you left us, I had to do everything! I still have to! Get all the groceries, take care of Dad and Ruby, do all the housework, it's a lot of shit to deal with! And it all stemmed from YOU." Yang slammed her hands on the table and leaned forward. Yang's eyes turned crimson. And she grinded her teeth against one another.
"Fair enough." Raven acknowledged she made a mistake. She then added, "Now it's your turn. Answer my question."
Yang looked down for a moment. She was a little annoyed now.
"I entered in because I wanted to try it out." Yang gave a half-baked answer, although not entirely false.
"Oh please. Give me a real answer." Raven shook her head in response.
"I...I entered because I don't know what to do with my life." Yang truthfully answered this time.
"Hmm. Really?" Raven rubbed her chin in curiosity.
"Yes. I'm not sure if I wanted to become a huntress. I know Ruby wants to. But...doing this...it feels-fun. I find enjoyment out of the sport." Yang said as she looked at Raven truthfully in the eye.
"You take an interest in boxing?" Raven put her hands on her elbows and leaned her head slightly to the side.
"I do. I've been a fighter for a long time. A fist fighter. And I think I can make this work. Although...why do you care? Why show up now? Why begin to talk with me now?!" Yang demanded an answer after answering Raven's question.
"Things are a little slow at the tribe right now. A few things are happening here and there, but nothing that's very interesting. I decided to come here and check up on things with you." Raven answered. "And besides, you actually captured my interest." Raven smiled slightly at the blonde.
"How so?" Yang suspiciously asked as she leaned back into her chair.
"I can help you. You want to get better at boxing, right?" Raven asked Yang.
"I do. What, are you asking to be my trainer or something?" Yang chuckled a little.
"I'm not asking. I AM your trainer from this moment onward. You don't even have the lien to BUY a trainer to help you, do you?" Raven smirked at Yang.
"Wha-how did you know?!" Yang was flabbergasted at how Raven knew that she had little money.
"I know everything, sweetheart." Raven leaned forward and stroked Yang's chin real quickly before Yang swiped it away. Raven leaned back, and grabbed her sword. She then attached it to her belt and walked towards the stairs.
"I'll send you the destination for the place we'll be training. You won't leave me alone, will you?" Raven requested of her daughter with her back turned to her. She then walked down the stairs and out of the bar.
And with that, Yang had a dilemma. Go with Raven to train with her, or give up on this stupid idea? She wanted to pursue boxing. She found slight enjoyment out of duking it out in the ring, despite her losing dramatically the last time. Plus, she could get to know Raven. It would be probably her only chance.
Yang had decided what she wanted to do. Yang got up, and left the bar, and drove back to her home.
She was beginning her boxing career.