Authors Notes: This fanfiction will take place in the world of Remnant. There will be no grimm. No use of fancy self-made weapons with dust. But there WILL be dust for other uses. Also there will be Monsters. Monster people. Eventual Freezerburn and other ships. :^)

Prologue

From the day we are born we are malleable, we are meant to be shaped and formed into who we are. Some of us learn from at a young age, that we will never be who we envision ourselves to be. Yet there is a small glimmer of hope, of those who become doctors, lawyers, officers and jobs of the likes. Heroes. Of the everyday lifestyle. We all wish to become something greater, something more powerful than what we could ever imagine.

But some, some fall short. Not all metal is good metal. But are they to blame? From the forge they are shaped and we can only blame the blacksmith for his shoddy work, can we not? That's why they say that not all monsters are born that way, but instead, monsters are made that way.

We see monsters in the mentality sort of sense. Most of which are criminals. What would you picture a criminal as? Burly? Rough? Slender? Any negative synonym in which you see put is what you imagine in regards to criminal - or maybe monstrous.

Now what if these monsters had a different, lets say, physical sense. These monsters, my friends, are real. As we enter the world of Remnant, we see that this once modern life in a humble and peaceful world is now turned into one of confusion and chaos.

Not only for the humans, but, for the monsters themselves.

[[The Beginning / Six months ago / Somewhere in Mistral]]

I'd wish they'd cut it out. I'm sick and tired of it. The harassment. The cruelty. Why? Why?

The boy was quickly thrown out of his thoughts as he was tossed up against the lockers for the umpteenth time. He was rather meek boy, slim figure, with a rather quaint look about him. "I've got nothing for you. Can't you just leave me alone?" his voice was rather quiet, but that couldn't be helped, being noticed or loud just wasn't for him.

The two bigger boys who had pinned him up against the lockers looked at each other with a mischievous grin. "Oh, we know." said the rather rough faced blonde boy. "But we've got something for you!" said the other boy.

"I hope it's freedom." the small boy mumbled to himself, with a small sigh. Only to be pushed up against the lockers harder.

"Are you getting smart with us, fucker?" the blonde boy pushed him up against the locker again. The small boy looked around, hoping for some kind of sign or at least a teacher. Then again, it was class time. The smaller boy was just making a run to the restroom only to return and be blocked by these two hooligans, who, were notorious for 'crimes'. Them being football players, let them off the hook of any severe punishment.

"N-no! Can you let me go please…I need to get to class." his voice was still rather small, and this time a little bit more shaky.

"Aww, is the little baby gonna cry?" the other boy taunted, now flicking his nose - causing the smaller boy to flinch.

The smaller boy recoiled as best as he could, fully knowing what was to come next. It was the same to him every time, whenever he was caught by these two. The only mercy he would find was when the janitor would make his rounds, unlocking him from his prison around two to three hours later.

"Well too bad! Baby is gonna have to cry in his playpen!" the two boys opened up a locker and stuffed the smaller boy inside of it.

The smaller boy knew it was futile to fight back. So he accepted his fate and just let himself be handled in such a manner.

The locker itself was somewhat spacious, almost like you could fit a weapon - or well, a person in there. The smaller boy didn't understand why they were that big. Maybe it was so the bullies could win. As the locker door was shut on him he heard the boys banging on the locker and walked away laughing, and celebrating their victory over their prey.

The boy sighed. "I'm so tired of this…" he mumbled, now landing a fist on the side of the locker. "Every week it's the same damn thing." once more his hand banged against the locker.

He tilted his head downwards, in defeat. Momentarily he closed his eyes to take a deep breath, then opened them.

Not again!

He noted the light glow coming from his left foot. He had remembered when this oddity had started, a faint glow appeared to his left foot out of nowhere two weeks ago. He had been able to hide it seeing as the light itself was very, very dim. Now, it was starting to grow brighter.

"No, no!" there was a break in his voice. He was tired of being shamed for who he was. Or, who people thought he was. "I'm already a freak to them. I don't need this weird freakin' light show on my body!" he banged both of his hands on the door of the locker. "Just let me out!" he now yelled loudly, fully knowing that his pleas would not be heard.

He was trapped. Inside his mind, inside of this locker. He could feel the anxiety within him rising, a small rumbling in his stomach. He needed to stop, but the boy couldn't calm himself. "Auughhh!" he rammed his shoulder to the sides of the lockers.

"I'm tired of being everyone's joke!" he rammed the other side of the locker with his shoulder, breathing heavily.

"I'm tired of being everyone's freak!" he repeated the motion, going back and forth now as he spoke.

"Who cares who I choose to like? Why do I deserve this?" he yelled out. His whole body began to transform. He could feel himself growing larger, and larger until he had broken out of the locker and in fact, the school as well.

"I don't deserve this!" he raged out, now as he was fully grown into a 30 foot monster. His body was covered in coarse fur. His hand were replaced with claws, that were scaly and and sharp. His eyes were white, and his face was that similar of a bear, with reptilian features. He had ears that resembled a foxes and his feet were primate like. All of these new and odd feature had grown out of him, but one feature still remained, his glowing left foot.

He now looked down at part of the shattered school building below him. There was a small crowd of students who had ran out after the 'earthquake' that were at his feet. Some were fleeing, others stood and watched curiously.

"What are you looking at?" he roared out, but instead he could not be understood by the humans. "I've been a freak to you before, and look at me now! Just because I like who I like, just because I act how I do! Now this?!" once more a rather loud and menacing roar emitted from him. What made sense to him, was complete gibberish to the now full fleeing crowd.

He jumped and landed in the school's parking lot. He quickly located one of the boys trucks who had bullied him. With one quick punch, he smashed the car. "I'm sick and tired of being laughed at!" he smashed the ground in front of him, which caused a small fissure in the earth. His strength was currently immeasurable. Is this what the boy had wanted? Power? Or was it something more, beyond his control?

He watched as some of the crowd, the ones that were running towards their cars now turned the other way in terror.

He carefully scanned the crowd and found his two targets, who were pushing and shoving their way through the crowd, knocking down several people in their paths. With his claws his shoved one finger through the blonde boys stomach, while doing the same to the partner in crime. He brought them up to his face and snarled. The two boys were semi-conscious, blood pouring from their gashes that the monster had made.

"You!" he snarled in his language. "You were the ones who made me like this. Now I will make you suffer the pain that I have endured from you two for so long!" with a flick of his fingers the two boys slid from his claws and down onto the ground. There they laid with open stomach wounds, unable to move.

But the monster had been too busy with his revenge to notice that he was now surrounded by the Mistral guard. A trained and elite unite created for the nation. Their uniform was a light blue mixture with black. Their helmets resembled those of motorcyclists, with winged edges on the side. They held weapons strong enough to take down the biggest of mammals, or the most hardened criminals.

The monster turned to face the elite squad, there was a small hoard of them. "You're here, to save them? Why didn't you even try to save me?" as soon as he had roared the unheard words the squad had begun to fire and his head and torso. He quickly covered his face with an arm, to try and block the bullets, but he was not one to go down so easily. Yet, the monster himself was surprised to see that the bullets had no effect on his upper body.

He roared once more, this time and actually and legitimate roar with no real meaning behind the action.

[[Mistral Elite Units]]

"Nothings working." squad unit ME04 had said over the inbuilt intercom system that was in the helmets. The Monster had seemed to grow irritated and started to aimlessly swat around as they fired at him.

"Maybe we're not aiming in the right spot. Look at his foot." ME05 retorted.

"Glowing. So what?" ME01 added.

"Use your head. We haven't hit him once there and there is a literal open target on his foot that we have not tried." ME05 scoffed out and began to open fire at the monsters left foot.

The monster recoiled and let out a painful sounding scream.

The rest of the unit began to show causing the monster back up, and eventually fall over on the ground. He tried his damned hardest to cover his foot, but he began to weaken.

"Severe the foot." ME05 commanded. "Bring out the bigger guns." he had smirked to himself.

ME02 and 01 nodded and ran towards the flyer the had come in, and had pulled out a rather large rocket launcher that required two users. They set up the launcher about 150 yards from the monster. With a quick load up they nodded towards each other. "We're ready to fire." ME02 commented.

"We're all clear here. Fire at will." ME05 watched from a distance as the rockets soon fired at the monsters open foot. The foot itself, exploded, and with that the monster himself had let out a pain filled scream and disappeared into nothingness.

The squad celebrated their well earned victory. "Good work squad." ME05 commented confidently.

"We couldn't have done it without you, Mr. Torchwick." ME01 had happily commented.

"Soldier, we are on the field. I'm still ME05." his voice sounded a little irritated. It was always the newbies that flubbed everything up. Luckily, Torchwick was the commander of his unit. 5 being the highest ranking, while 1 being the lowest.

"Let's call this in. We might have to watch out for more of this. Alert the other nations. We don't know what this is or why it happened, but this will get out." Torchwick stated. "The media will find a way to broadcast this everywhere." Torchwick and his group holstered their weapons and he began to speak. "Our job is to make sure that this does not happen again and that we will be there and be the ones to stop it. At whatever cost." he motioned his group towards the flyer.

"ME03, take control of the ship. I have to call in with the Head." Torchwick removed his helmet and shook his head. His light red hair swayed frantically as he shook it. He was rather young, no older than 27 yet no younger than 22. He was the youngest of all the commanders of each nation, which meant he held a lot more power than most people his age.

He walked towards a very specific and enclosed room in the flyer. He closed the door behind him and shut off all the lights. He quickly typed in several numbers and turned away from the door. A bright light appeared as a holographic figure now appeared before him.

"Roman." the feminine voice said. "It's always nice to see our youngest prodigy in action. How was the mission?"

"A success." he commented, and nodded.

"Good, good. Just what I like to hear. Now, what was this about a Monster? This isn't a fairytale, Roman. Monsters don't exist, not like this at least." her voice hinted at disbelief.

"I took a picture of this." Roman laid his scroll against an open port on the keypad. Immediately an image was transferred to the woman.

"What is this supposed to be? A mixture of manbearpig, cthulhu, and big foot?" she chuckled, still with a hint of incredulousness.

"Just wait a couple hours. You'll see it's no joke soon enough."

"All right. Make sure you all debrief afterwards." her holographic hand swayed around.

"I always do, Ma'am." he nodded.

"See you soon, Roman." the hologram disappeared into the nothingness - as did the monster

"Over and out." he clicked around on the keypad several times, the lights turned themselves back on and he removed his scroll from the port. The door opened behind him and he walked out. He was greeted by his teammates, all who have removed their helmets. They were a rather young crew, but special they all were. ME01, the newest member had been picked up a few months ago. Young, tall, and specialized with chainsaws. ME02, another young blood, who had lost his legs in a rock climbing accident. ME03 a mute girl, but who was quickly rising up the ranks - and was one of Roman's personal favorites. ME04 was a quick, and witty girl. Though at times she seemed rather out of place.

Roman took the seat of co-pilot, and looked at ME03, Neo. Who gave him a small grin. He returned the grin with one of his own. "Get us home, Neo." she merely nodded as the flyer was already in cruise mode, she set it into flight mode and zoomed away towards their base.

[[ Weiss Schnee / Six months ago / Atlas ]]

"…With the following reports that this mons…" Ugh, okay.

"A record 30 feet tall, was this the work of…" Okay, seriously?

"Two teenagers were fatally injured…" Click.

Weiss sighed and turned off the T.V, there was nothing but news reports of this monster. Badly taken photos and videos of this chaotic mess was spewed all over the networks. It was a big deal. One that Weiss Schnee, heiress of the Schnee Dust Company should hardly care about. Her father owned the biggest and most industrious company for the greatest fuel on earth - Dust. It was used for a magnitude of things. Electricity, Heating, it could even be molded into a use for basic vehicle fuel. That's how valuable dust was. But Weiss could've cared less about her father's company - and was more concerned with finding her own path and this one…this one seemed interesting.

"What are you moping about now, princess?" a male voice asked, she turned and noted Jaune and Pyrrha who had invited themselves all willy-nilly into her house - or, well mansion. Though, it was no surprise, Pyrrha and Jaune were there. They were her two best friends after all. Jaune hopped the couch and took a seat next to Weiss, while Pyrrha did the same but in a more civilized manner as she walked around to sit down.

"Have you heard the news?" she breathed out, as she now straightened herself out on the couch.

"Who hasn't?" Pyrrha lightly chuckled, as she took the seat on the other side of Weiss. "I hardly believe it myself."

"Yeah and I thought me being friends with a billionaire was the craziest thing that could happen in this life." Jaune jested. "But now they're are monsters, we have to deal with?" Jaune grinned - always trying his hardest to impress and have fun with Weiss.

Pyrrha chuckled, while Weiss just rolled her eyes.

"We don't have to deal with anything." Weiss said. "I'm just hoping that there's not like…" she paused on the moment, fully knowing she'll probably sound a bit silly with what she was about to say "some weird monster apocalypse".

"What's the worry?" Pyrrha asked. "If anything this could potentially increase the need for dust, causing an increase in pricing for you. The rich getting richer."

"But, I'm not about the money Pyrrha."

"You're about the people." they all said in unison. "We know." Jaune and Pyrrha added.

Pyrrha and Jaune chuckled - while Weiss made a displeased looking face.

"Two innocent teenagers were killed!" Weiss crossed her arms, in a princess like pout fashion.

"Yeah, but they killed whatever that thing was in return. Their deaths were avenged." Jaune added.

"That's not good enough. This…whatever could've been avoided. Where did the monster come from? Why did it target just THOSE two kids? From what we've seen it didn't even try to attack the Elite guards from Mistral." Weiss had a certain intrigue in her voice as she continued to talk. "I was also browsing these certain like…forums and well, someone confirmed that another boy had gone missing from class that day. What happened to him? There were apparently no other serious casualties from that event. So where did he go?" Weiss took a deep breath as she finally came to a slow in her thoughts, she then proceeded to slouch against the rather expensive couch.

"Look, Weiss I don't think we'll ever really know. Besides…this was only one random occurrence. I doubt that it'll happen again." Jaune rested his arm over the couch, in a nonchalant manner.

Weiss moaned a rather loud moan of disapproval and stood up immediately as Jaune maneuvered his arm.

"Not good enough!" she lightly stomped her way towards the kitchen and grabbed her keys.

The other two stood up, looking at each other and shrugged. "Where are we going?" Pyrrha asked as the two of them followed behind the much shorter, and more intimidating girl.

"Library." Weiss simply stated. "Research."

"But I'm hungry!" Jaune whined out.

[[ Yang Xiao Long / Six Months Ago (several days after the incident) / Patch ]]

"Awwh, man. Nothing good's on T.V." Ruby complained.

"Well, why don't you get off your lazy bum and go enjoy the outdoors?" Yang suggested. "Or more like, come with me to town because I'm really hungry and it's lunch time!" she grinned as she had blurted out the last part of her sentence in a particularly fast manner.

"But Yaaaaang…" moped Ruby.

"The only butt I want is one that is going to get off the couch!" she grinned, proud at her attempt of a really bad joke.

Ruby snorted and stood up. "The news was saying some funny stuff today!"

"Oh yeah, Rubes?" Yang gestured towards the door, their house was rather small. A small rural house, with lots of land that offered more amount of freedom than the girls knew what to do with. Patch was a decently sized island. The big city of Signal was miles upon miles in the distance. It was their only 'real' get away.

"Yeah, there was apparently some sort of monster attack a few days ago. We always get the last of the news." Ruby walked with Yang towards the driveway, where Yang's trusty motorcycle - Bumblebee, was to come in handy.

"Mm..Monsters you say? Ruby, how many cookies have you had today?" she teased as she handed Ruby a helmet.

"Hey! I've only had…like three…" she muttered. "But that's not enough to make me crazy or anything!" she defended herself with a pout and a not-so-menacing glare.

"Uh-huh." she flipped her long golden locks over her and put the helmet on and hopped on the bike. She turned around and looked at Ruby, patting the seat behind her.

Ruby sighed and put on her own helmet and hopped on behind Yang, now clutching her. Yang revved up the bike and made a sharp turn in the driveway, now speeding off on the paved roads. The roadway to and from her house was empty most of the time - it was when the arrived on the interstate that things got busy. But Ruby trusted her sister, she knew how well Yang and Bumblebee got along. Yang skillfully zigged and zagged through the traffic, making sure to keep her younger half-sibling out of harm's way.

In about 30 - 45 minutes Yang and her sister had made it to the city. She slowed her motorcycle down, obeying the speed limits as best as she could. She drove around town now finding her particular hangout spot. She pulled into the parking lot and parked herself into one of the motorcycle parking spaces.

The Ember Celica.

"Yang! We've been here just about every week!" Ruby commented as the bike came to a stop. The two girls hopped off the bike, pulling off their helmets. Miraculously, Yang's hair was in perfect condition, while Ruby's was a bit messy. Both of them shook their heads and straightened out their hair, regardless.

"Yeah, but their burgers really pack a punch!" Yang's grinned "Plus, everyone here knows me so, hey, discount!" she made pretend guns at Ruby and clicked her tongue.

The two chuckled and walked their way in the restaurant - well, more like a sports bar. As soon as Yang walked in she was immediately greeted by the staff and several bar goers, who had raised a glass at her arrival.

"Yo, Yang!" one patron ran up to Yang. "Can I get an autograph? My brother who lives around Vale doesn't believe that I know you, the Great Fire Dragon of Patch." he grinned, "The greatest MMA fighter to come from this small place."

"And just about the only." Yang added. "How about something better? A selfie!" she suggested.

The man pulled out his scroll and handed it to Yang, he positioned himself next to Yang which he showed just how tall and fit Yang actually was compared to an average male. "Say Ember Celica!" she grinned and the man and Yang repeated the name with a grin as the scroll clicked indicating a selfie had been taken. "Send this to him, I'll bet he'll freak out." she chuckled.

Yang and Ruby continued through the restaurant, nodding and familiar faces, until they came upon a booth that had only one occupant, a man named Junior. They seated themselves across from him.

"How's the champ?" Junior leaned back in the booth.

"Hungry." Yang answered.

"How about you little Red?" he turned his attention to Ruby.

"Ahh, I'm all right. I'm more concerned about what's going on in the news."

"That's still on your mind, Ruby? It's make believe. Probably some weird media gag they're pulling off." Yang tried to wave off Ruby's worry.

"Ya' mean that weirdo monster thing? It's totally real, I got a guy in Mistral who was there n' everything. N' I even heard there's some weird outbreak! Like more and more people are turning into 'em!" his hands gripped the table with a weird amount of excitement, Ruby reeled back in the booth seating looking a little bit frightened. "N' I also hear that they're gonna be roundin' up the freaks in a few weeks!" he laughed. "Don't worry Ruby, you'll be safe…as long as you're not one of them!"

Ruby looked a little bit more horrified, Yang looked at her sister and then back to Junior with a rather large scowl. "Will you cut that out? She's only 15. The anxiety and pressure of school is already enough on her." Yang wrapped an arm around her little sister.

"I'm fine Yang, really…" Ruby mumbled looking down and messing around with her scroll.

"Anyway's, I ordered the usual for you, Yang. I ordered lil' Rubes some chicken tenders." Junior said.

Yang, Ruby and Junior ate and chatted for quite a bit, mostly about Yang's career and of the likes. Junior had been a friend of Yang's since middle school, and although Yang was a senior in highschool she already had her future planned out as a professional MMA fighter - this dream and feat wouldn't have been accomplished without Junior, her manager.

The time had flown and although it was still light out, Yang knew it was time to go home. She and Ruby said their goodbyes to Junior and to those all that had stuck around. The two walked out of the restaurant with full bellies and contented sighs.

"Oh, I can't wait to get home." Ruby twirled as she walked towards Bumblebee. "I think there's gonna be a new episode of X-Ray and…" she turned around and noticed Yang had a strange look on her face. One of concentration. "Yang?" she called out to her.

Yang she merely put a finger over her own mouth and made a small shushing sound. Yang looked around suspiciously and began to walk towards the back of the restaurant.

"Yang where are you going?" Ruby followed, "You're headed right for those weird alley ways!" she called out still following.

"Someone's calling for help." she said in a hurry. Her pace increased, she had begun to lightly jog.

"You're hearing things!" Ruby said now jogging after her.

"No, no. I'm sure of this." Yang now began to run, she ran through the alley ways almost as she had been there before, she ran across an empty street and towards another alley way. Ruby now began to run as well, she kept up pretty well for her being younger.

"Why didn't you just take the bike?!" she yelled as she ran.

"We wouldn't have made it fast enough." Yang replied as she now entered a sprint. She entered another empty street and momentarily stood on the sidewalk looking back and forth down one way.

"This part of town isn't safe, Yang…" Ruby had said as she caught up, not yet out of breath. Yang then looked up the road and immediately ran towards another alleyway that was up the street.

She turned the corner and noticed two boys, hovering over a smaller female who seemed to be like a terrified little rabbit hunched up against a cage.

"Hey!" Yang called out. "What do you think you're doing?" she now approached the boys who were facing the girl in a menacing manner.

"Yang, what are you doing?! They could be armed!" Ruby called out as she watched from a distance.

The taller boy, who seemed to be the 'leader', sneered and spat at the girl on the ground who was now shivering.

"We're teaching this freak a lesson!" the taller boy replied.

"Freak? What are you talking about?" Yang replied.

The smaller boy approached the girl and pulled back her hair, revealing her right ear that was clearly glowing. She quickly pushed the boy away and covered herself, now looking even more terrified than before.

"She's like the one's that we saw on the news a few days! Not only that, she isn't the only one!" the smaller boy walked back to Yang.

Yang had a small moment of shock, not because of the glow, but because of these boys who thought it'd be okay to do this to someone.

"That doesn't give you the right to torture her." Yang scrunched up her fist, it's one thing to beat someone up if they seem to deserve it, but it's another thing to beat someone up who can't fight back and won't fight back.

"So what? You're gonna let this stupid freak turn into a monster and kill us all?" the taller boy stated back.

"I'm pretty sure the only people she wants to kill right now is you two idiots." Yang now snarled.

"You're talking tough, pretty girl, so now you're gonna defend this monster? I guess that makes you my enemy!" The taller boy ran at Yang with a fist flying at her face.

Yang quickly sidestepped and laid a fist right in his stomach with her left hand, her right hand grabbed him by the shoulder while she maneuvered her footing and got underneath him, lifting him and essentially flipping him on the cold hard concrete.

The smaller boy looked shocked and ran towards his taller friend, he shook him awake and the two quickly ran off past Ruby.

"Friggin' punks." Yang hissed. Yang now looked towards the rather thin girl, with brunette locks, who was on the ground still in some sort of shock.

"W-why are you helping me?" the girl cried out. "Didn't you hear them? I'm a freak! I'm a monster!" She backed away from the approaching Yang. Ruby slowly followed in behind and watched the interaction.

"You don't deserve to be beaten up for who or what you are." She squatted down and put one knee on the ground, and sat in front of the girl. "Look, I don't care what you are. You deserve to live, just like everyone else." Yang's voice was calm, and sincere.

"H-how did you even find me?" the girl timidly asked as she seemed to have calmed down just a tiny bit.

"I…honestly, I don't know. I kinda just…felt you crying out for help. I just kept running until that feeling got stronger. Then, I found you." Yang scratched the back of her head with a somewhat confused look on her face. She didn't even understand it herself. She didn't even know how or why she was able to find the girl, it was just a pure instinct. Almost motherly. "What's your name?" Yang asked now offering her hand towards the girl.

"Velvet." the girl answered softly, now taking Yang's hand and slowly standing up. "Thank you."

"Don't thank me. I don't think we're done here yet. Do you have somewhere safe to stay?" Yang asked, now awfully aware of the whole situation. Those two boys knew that she was a monster. Who was to say that they weren't going to run off and tell the cops and if what Junior was saying was true, that would imply Velvet's life is still in danger.

Velvet nodded. "I have a gir- a friend. Who goes to school in Vale."

"How well do they know you? Can you trust them?" Yang asked.

Velvet nodded. "We've been friends for several years and she's never done me wrong."

"Velvet, what you need to now is go to her. Hide. Your life is in danger and staying here could possibly get you arrested, or worse." Yang, Velvet and Ruby proceeded to walk towards the alley's opening.

Velvet nodded once more.

"Make sure nobody sees you. Do you have a way back home?"

"Yes, I do. I'll pack my things and leave as soon as possible." Velvet added once more.

Yang meekly smiled and patted her on the back. Yang and Ruby walked the girl back home.

"I never got your name." Velvet commented as they approached her home.

"It's Yang. Yang Xiao Long." she nodded and then pointed to her little sister. "That's…"

"Hi! I'm Ruby..Rose!" Ruby grinned as she interrupted.

"Thank you two for everything." Velvet bowed as they arrived at her doorstep.

The two now knowing the girl was safe, at home, for the meantime, took their leave.

"Yang, that was incredible!" Ruby excitedly said as they had begun to walk back to the restaurant.

"What? I flip losers like that all the time." she chuckled.

"No! You totally, like, saved that monster girl! Did you see how happy she was?" Ruby excited clapped her hands together.

"I thought you were scared of the monsters?" Yang questioned.

"No! I was scared for them! It's not fair if they're gonna be treated poorly like that. Did you see she was just a small girl like me?" Ruby commented.

Yang nodded. "I wouldn't like that if that was you. I'd do my best to protect you."

"But you're the type who will protect just about anyone in need!"

"True, true. It's not a big deal though. It's the right thing to do." Yang wavered off. "Let's just go home, okay?"

What a strange day.