Special thanks to my buddy:

Pearl Darkness.

This one-shot was written when I was at work weeks ago (I already resigned, and this was written when I was slacking). I thought I'd publish this before Lost and Secret Base. Writing those two uses up a lot of my energy. And brain juice.

To the readers who haven't known yet, my dad was hospitalized since a month ago, and he isn't going out in another 2 weeks. So, story will be slow as I'm taking care of him.

I'm so sorry.

In other news, this is a new style that I'm experimenting on. I've never written mystery/suspense category before so…yeah. Might as well give it a try.

~T

Pa-treon: The Tanker, FB Page: IBurn 'Tank' RWBY Fanfic Author.

I do not own RWBY.

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Imprisoned

"Hey."

"Yeah?"

"You ever wonder why we're here?"

"Well if we have an idea we wouldn't have been trapped inside here for ages." Blake Belladonna turned to face her secret lover.

"How long have we been imprisoned here?" Yang Xiao Long asked.

"Days…weeks…months…maybe years. I don't know, I lost count." The Faunus shrugged.

The blonde sighed and leaned on the wall; they were sitting next to each other in a prison cell. There wasn't any natural light source inside the room, so they had totally no idea if it was day or night.

Either way, it didn't matter.

They weren't being dragged out forcefully by that group of masked men, so they had concluded that it was their rest time.

"What did they do to you?" Yang asked again; they were separated for the last inhuman experiment, so she had no idea of what was being done on Blake.

They had absolutely no idea who they were.

All they knew was their names – nothing more than that.

It was likely that they were abducted and got their memory erased. But as they were being trapped here, more and more puzzles began to form in their brains – memory fragments were scattered everywhere, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't stitch it back.

"Injected something into my eyes." The Faunus said as she shivered; that pain was so unimaginable. She leaned closer to Yang and rested her head on the broad, warm shoulder.

For a moment the blonde's eyes turned blood red; the surrounding temperature rose but it faded away very quickly. She closed her eyes, inhaled deeply and let out a heavy sigh.

"We will never make it out."

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It was the beginning of her memory.

When she opened her eyes, all she saw was green.

Green fluid.

Machines.

And countless wires attached to her body.

Something white flashed by, but disappeared out of her sight in just a second.

Her body was in extreme pain – and it was so extreme that she was totally unable to groan. Even a simple muscle movement like blinking her eyes was full of agony.

But she wasn't about to give in.

Using all her energy she turned her head to the right – and met a pair of lifeless amber orbs.

She's so gorgeous…

Damn. If only I could move my body…

"Specimen 035 showed increasing level of resistance over the last few minutes." A male voice was heard.

"Get the needles." Another male voice said.

Needles?

What are they going to do to me?

She felt a sting on her right arm, and soon everything started twisting before fading into the dark.

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Yang Xiao Long.

She knew it was her name, but she could not remember who she was.

Her life before she became a pathetic prisoner slash lab rat was a complete mystery.

She could feel so many voids; pieces that were either total blank or very vague flooded her brain constantly.

She remembered bunk beds…and the silhouette of a girl wearing a red cloak; a scar on the left eye of a lady with blurry face…but who were they?

Was she and the two girls related?

She tried; she tried really, really hard, but had failed miserably at recalling their faces.

The prison cell that she was presently located at was dark and humid and had the smell of soil and dirt. It was probably underground.

Not long after she regained her senses, another girl was being thrown into her cell like a sack of potato by two masked men dressed in white lab coats.

"Oompf!" Yang groaned a little when she caught the girl. For some reason, her arms weren't as strong as they used to be; she was crushed by the girl's weight and both fell into the ground with the girl on top.

…

Used to be?

Her mouth was slightly ajar.

Was I strong before…before I ended up in this hell hole?

Damn it, I can't recall anything…

A moan snapped her back to reality.

"Hey, you alright?" The blonde looked at the girl on top of her.

When she opened her eyes, Yang was shocked – it was the pair of lifeless eyes that she saw lying beside her at the very beginning.

So she isn't dead?

That girl narrowed her eyes; she didn't seem to remember Yang. Something twitched on top of her head, but the blonde couldn't tell what it was, so she tried reaching out her hand to touch it.

But before she could feel the thing, the girl hopped off and hissed at her.

"Hey, I'm not trying to hurt you!" Yang put up both her palms as a sign of surrender, "Just wanna make sure you're okay."

"Who are you?" The girl spoke. Her voice was monotonous, but Yang could tell that she was really scared – and extremely cautious.

"I…" A pause, "I don't remember."

"You don't? Why?"

"I don't know…all I can remember…the very beginning of my memory…I was lying beside you. Maybe only hours ago…maybe even days ago."

"You were lying beside me?"

"Yeah. I thought you were dead. You know, I think we're being kidnapped and injected some sort of drugs into our system that made us forget stuff. Wait, do you remember anything?"

The girl shook her head, "Only remember my name."

"Me too…"

"I don't remember lying beside you. But I do remember a sting on my right arm…and also a male voice yelling stuff."

"Mmhmm. Almost the same."

Silent.

"W-Well…" Yang sat up and touched the back of her neck, "I'm Yang Xiao Long."

"Little dragon? That's beautiful." The girl said sincerely.

The blonde blushed.

"I- uh- thank you. What's your name?"

"Blake Belladonna."

Blake…Blake.

Something about it sounded really familiar.

Did they know each other before they got imprisoned?

"Where are we?" Blake asked.

"I have no idea. I think we're in some kind of secret laboratory. I remember seeing wires and machines that hospital uses."

"I also remember seeing sample tubes with red liquid in it. Blood, I assume…"

Yang shook her head.

"We need to escape this place."

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Excruciating pain was felt when Yang tried to struggle out of her current situation.

The chains that were restraining her movement were covered in blood.

"Damn it!" She shouted.

A man appeared in front of her. He was masked, standing casually at the opposite of those metal bars while carrying a black suitcase.

"Should you try to escape again, we would not hesitate to use special ways to restrain you. If you further resist, we will torture Specimen 036."

With that, he left.

The blonde turned to her right side and looked at the poor girl lying there; she was covered in bruises and cuts.

She remembered that she was named Specimen 035.

So Specimen 036 was probably Blake.

But who was Blake to her?

Why did they only want to torture Blake to stop the both of them from escaping? Why didn't they just do it to herself instead?

"I'm so sorry, Blake…" Yang cried; her heart was literally torn apart when she saw the wounded girl in front of her. The chains were tearing her skin, but her heart was even more painful.

Wait, is this why-

We've only known each other for hours…okay maybe days. But…even if so, why did I have such strong feelings of anger and…hurt?

"It's…okay…" Came Blake's weak voice.

The blonde felt tears rolling down her face as she hugged the black haired girl gently.

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"Argh!" Yang groaned.

She couldn't walk – hell, she couldn't even talk properly.

Her right arm was bleeding nonstop; and it seemed like no matter what kind of injury she got from the experiments, she would never die.

Sometimes she wished she would.

In her current situation, only death brings relief.

But she just couldn't, and she had no idea why.

Her arm almost detached as the experiment a few hours ago was to test if 'aura' would protect limbs from being cut.

Yang didn't know what 'aura' meant, but operating her arm with a freaking chainsaw without any anesthetics was truly hell.

And this wasn't the first time.

Yesterday it was her thighs.

The day before yesterday, it was her neck.

Each time before they started an experiment, Yang would be given a sedative and an unknown pill. The sedative calmed her down, but the pill made her burst with energy. She couldn't quite know how to describe the contrasting feeling, but it felt like she was being surrounded by a force field; and the sedative prevented her from doing anything harmful with that excess power.

Every day, Blake and she would be separated at a certain time and when they reunited with each other in the prison cell, both would have cruel experiment done on them. At one point, they even tried to cut off Blake's Faunus ears.

Somehow, Yang wasn't surprised when Blake took off her ribbon.

It was as if she had known this a long time ago – which was totally impossible – because they met each other here, in this prison, at the beginning of their memory.

Or was there more to it…?

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"Yang…"

"Yes kitten?"

"Go faster…faster…"

Blake's moan turned even lusty when Yang quickened the movement of her fingers.

They were presently attending to some businesses in the shadow.

"Control your volume, kitten. I know you feel like heaven, but if they caught us…" The blonde stopped pleasuring the Faunus and frowned.

Blake groaned in dissatisfactory as she panted for breath from the intense activity, "They…they knew…they're watching us all the time…we have no privacy here…we're not even people anymore."

A pause.

"We're just two immortal rats that would never see the sunlight in our damned lives ever again."

"Well, at least we have each other." Yang's gentle smile turned into a smirk real quick, "Just let those bastards watch then. They might even be masturbating watching us. Tsk, bunch'a idiots."

Blake wrapped her arms around the blonde's neck and her legs around the blonde's waist tightly, "Did I tell you to stop?"

"Oh, kitten is feisty. You ready to come?"

"Fuck yes."

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"Hey."

"Yeah?"

"You ever wonder why we're here?"

"You asked that yesterday. Or the day before yesterday. I don't know."

The blonde went silent for a while.

"Something bothering you?" The Faunus looked at her dearest lover.

"Mmhmm."

"Wanna talk about it?"

"I remembered something."

Blake raised an eyebrow and prompted her to go on.

"I remember a prom. I danced with someone. A girl…but I can't see her face." Yang touched Blake's face gently, "So I'm gonna assume it's you."

The Faunus smiled and as she leaned in to kiss the blonde, her cat ears twitched, recognizing that familiar noise.

Just one millisecond later, two masked men in white lab coats appeared with a new prisoner in their arms.

A girl with white, long, silky hair and a pale complexion.

The couple looked at that poor girl; she was going to be just like them.

Imprisoned here for eternity.

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Man, this kind of story is so hard to write. Please leave some review, because I would like to know how you think of this.

I initially wanted to use my OTP for this but…I think Blake and Yang's bond are stronger. Like way stronger than Weiss and Yang.

So yeah.

Anyway thanks for reading.

~T

Pa-treon: The Tanker, FB Page: IBurn 'Tank' RWBY Fanfic Author

I do not own RWBY.

Special thanks to my buddy:

Pearl Darkness