A/N: This is a short little chapter based on the songs Red Like Roses and Red Like Roses-Part II.

It's kinda gruesome.

If it gets a few favorites/follows and gets a good number of views, I could potentially write another chapter. And please leave a comment about what the next chapter should be about (Another Ruby chapter, a Weiss chapter, etc.)

Let the story... COMMENCE!

I awake in my bed, my eyes are blurry and hurt, and my clothes are damp and sticky.

I rub my eyes to find my teammates staring at me, worry in their eyes.

I try to speak but my heart is in my throat.

Why? I think.

"Are you alright sis?" Yang is the first to speak.

"Y-Yah. Why?"

"You had that dream." Yang says.

"Again." Blake adds. She didn't sound mean or spiteful when she said it, more worryful.

I shut my eyes and turn away from them.

"Sorry if I woke you guys up." I say with a slight hiccup.

"What is this dream about anyway?" Weiss asks.

I curl my legs up into my arms and Yang takes the hint.

"Can I talk to her alone for a sec, guys?"

"Uh. Sure." Blake responds, grabbing Weiss by the shoulder and ushering her out into the hall. She closes the door behind her and we can hear footsteps going down the hall towards the dining hall.

"Sis? You okay?"

"No."

"What's your dream about?"

"...Mom."

Yang's face saddens.

"Oh. Is it-"

"Yes," I interrupt, "I have a recurring dream of mom's death," I curl up tighter, "and since we don't know what happened to her exactly, ut's different each time."

Yang's eyes begin to water.

"Oh. Sis..." she says while climbing into my bed. She folds her arms around me and pulls me closer, tightening her grasp.

"I can't even..." She mumbles.

She rests her chin between my shoulder and my neck, and I begin to feel drowsy.

"Feeling better?"

I'm taken aback. That's not Yang's voice in my ear.

I turn my head to see a woman with beautiful silver hair, and deep, dark red eyes.

As the woman smiles, the whites of her eyes turn blood red, almost a neon red in comparison to her beautiful irises.

Blood begins to fall down her face, like tears.

She coughs and I feel a thick liquid on my face. I reach up and wipe my cheek.

More blood.

"Do you need me to sing to you?" Her voice is now deep, groggy and almost devilish.

As I sit up and scream, the feeling of blood on my face is replaced by sweat and tears.

"Oh my God! Are you alright?"

I freeze. Yang is back. It was all a dream.

I fall back to the pillow, my eyes glued shut.

"It was mom again wasn't it?" Yang asked in her everything-is-going-to-be-okay voice.

"Yah." I barely choke up the word.

I clear my throat and say that I need a shower,

"Alright." Yang gets off my bed, allowing me to escape.

Once in the shower, I get into my usual position - sitting down, leaning against the wall farthest from the shower head.

I let my mind go blank and he hot water hit my knees and stomach.

I open my eyes to see the water is crimson.

I look up to see my Mom, she looks sad. Blood is spouting out of her torso and forearms, showering me.

"I'm sorry I lied."

I blink and she's gone.

Her words ring around in my head and before I know it, the water has gone cold.

A/N: So yah! Thanks for reading! Hope you liked!

Have a good one!