When Yang came to, everything was dark and her eyesight was not able to adjust, essentially leaving her blind. Her wrists were restricted behind her back and her ankles were shackled. Rather, she was on her knees, purely at the mercy of whomever or whatever accompanied her in this dark room. A loud bang and a bright light made her jump. A loud bang and a bright light made her jump. As her eyes readjusted to this new light, Yang realized the room was still dark. Rather, upon looking up, she noticed that there was simply a spotlight trained on her. However, this new light allowed her to point out a few select shadows in front of her. She was not alone, and the strangers with her were also human.

"Who are you?" she called out. She felt like she had to say something. She knew she was being watched, so it's not like it would change anything. One of the shadows in front of her distorted and there was a light tapping on the metal floor. After a moment, the figure emerged into the light, and Yang recognized her immediately; the mismatched eyes (one pink, one brown), the matching hair, the trademark umbrella, and even her smirk that seemingly never left her lips.

"Get over here you cheeky slut!" she shouted, pulling fiercely against the chains on her wrists. The girl above her, Neo, remained unmoving with an expression unchanging.

"Calm down, missy." Another figure entered her vision positioning himself to the side of Neo. He dropped his cigar onto the ground and put it out with his cane. "We wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

Roman Torchwick was one of, if not the biggest criminals in the Vale and had been evading the officials for far too long, no doubt without the help of Neo and his other partners. Still, he found time to mess around with Yang and other members of Beacon Academy.

"What do you want with me?" she growled.

"You'll see," Roman chuckled, sly smirk almost matching that of Neo. He turned around to exit the light, but as he was leaving he nodded to his partner and then he was gone. Neo, expression still unwavering, took the umbrella from her shoulder and closed it. Resting the tip on the ground, she pulled at the handle, retrieving a thin blade from inside of it. Blade in hand, she stepped forward and raised it to Yang's cheek.