Hey, it's a new story! Oh, joy! If anyone knows me from Quizup, hello! I'm Adam! This is the story I've been trying to do. Shout out to River Mountain for helping me with the idea.

Polar Opposites

Chapter 1: Yue Bing

"I got in!"

A 16-year-old girl ran up to her father, tackling him in a hug. The father chuckled as he spun her around. "Congratulations!" he exclaimed, "That's quite an achievement you have there." He set the blue-haired girl down and turned to the third member standing beside him. "And I would like to extend my thanks to you, Peter," he added, "Thank you for teaching my little Moon here."

Professor Port let out a hearty laugh while throwing his head back. "It was nothing," he waved off, "Your daughter here is something else. Why I thought she could've passed it last year, but I didn't want her to be too downed if she failed, so an extra year of training couldn't hurt."

The girl blushed, toying with her baby blue locks of hair. "I just have a really good teacher," she tried to explain.

"Nonsense, Yue," Professor Port said in a booming voice (everything he did was booming, Yue thought), "I may be a professor, but it was your dedication and skill that got you accepted into Beacon."

"He's right, you know?" Marvis, Yue's father, added, throwing an arm over his daughter's shoulders, "It's not your average day to see your kid get accepted into a prestigious school a year early."

"Dad," Yue whined, shrugging off Marvis's arm, "I'm not a kid anymore- I'm 16."

Yue Bing Yin. She absolutely was not your average 16-year-old. With her flowing blue hair that went down to the small of her back and vivid, light ocean blue eyes, it was hard to forget her face. That is if you knew anything about her. Through most of her life, she mostly stuck to herself, her mentor, and father. Moving from town to town wasn't a great way of making friends, and her father only settled in one spot when Professor Port decided to make Yue his "apprentice". And that was just four years ago. Her shy and timid nature also didn't help her social life, along with the fact she was an introvert who wasn't close with anyone besides a professor and her father.

Yue was wearing the clothes she always had on- a brown duster with the sleeves cut off just at her elbows, a dark blue t-shirt a size too big, pitch black shorts that fit her loosely, going down to just above her knees, navy-blue fingerless gloves, and a pair of brown leather boots. On her waist were the weapons she used for the entry exam. Around her waist were two violet holsters for her pistols, and a black chain hung from its place on Yue's back with two balls attached to the holsters, rattling every time she bounced on the balls of her feet nervously.

"Whatever," Marvis went on, brushing away a strand of hair that Yue inherited from him, "Still, you should be proud of yourself! Do what a regular teenager does and start celebrating!"

"Oh, I am celebrating," Yue affirmed, "But I'm also panicking somewhat."

"And why is that?" Port asked (yet again, booming).

"It's Beacon!" Yue exclaimed, throwing her arms out to emphasize her point, "What if… what if I don't fit in?"

"Come on, you'll fit right in," Marvis reassured, "You passed with flying colors, surely they won't care that you're a bit younger!"

"That's not what I'm worried about," Yue responded. When all she received were questioning looks, she sighed. Yue went on to explain, "After the entry exams, you told me there was the Initiation, right, Professor?" Port nodded in agreement, "Well, Initiation's supposed to find out two things- if you really are up to Beacon's standards…"

"And who your partner for the rest of your stay is," Port caught on, "Is that what you're afraid of? Social interaction?"

"I've got no experience with this," Yue wailed, "My closest friend that's close to my age is probably Azure, and she was my tutor for a year!"

"I see your predicament," Port acknowledged, putting a hand to his chin in thought, "Perhaps It is best if you went to Signal for a year before you go to Beacon…"

"What?!" Yue exploded.

Port boomed out a laugh. "My dear, it was a joke!" He narrowed his eyes when Yue finally did calm down. "Still, this shouldn't be as big of a problem as you're letting on. All you need to do is open up a little."

"Open up a little?" Yue repeated, "Professor, the most I've opened are my books."

"Ah, yes. Your introvert tendencies will be a slight issue."

Yue sighed, falling back and slumping back onto her living room couch. Marvis sat next to his daughter while Professor Port pulled up a chair from their kitchen, barely taking three steps before he was in the tiny apartment's kitchen. "How 'bout a deal?" Marvis suggested, "You make a friend in the first week of school, and I'll buy you that ukulele you've set your eyes on." When he noticed the delight on his daughter's face, he quickly added, "And your teammates don't count."

Yue groaned, throwing her head back and facepalming with both her hands. "Stop making my life harder, Dad," she whined, her voice muffled by her palms.

Yue's dad laughed at her dismay. "Oh, grow up," he chided playfully, "I'm not asking you to befriend the entire school- although that would probably call for a ceremony itself." ("Dad," Yue groaned,) "No, all I want you to do is make some friends. Just enough that you could at least fill a small car."

"But," Yue started with a smug undertone, "I already fill that requirement."

Marvis sighed, his palm finding its way to his face. "Smart cars don't count, Yue," he clarified.

"Well," Port interrupted, standing up, "I do not believe my presence is needed at the moment, so I'd best be going."

"Oh, why don't you stay for dinner?" Marvis suggested.

"Nonsense," Port argued, "I don't want to be a hassle for you two."

"You won't," Marvis said, "We still have to celebrate Yue's acceptance, don't we?"

"Very well," Port said formally, a small twinkle in his eye, "I do hope you remember how much I am capable of eating."

Marvis rolled his eyes as he fired up the stove. "Oh, how could I forget, Peter," he said, sarcasm dripping from his voice, "Last time, you ate the entire turkey."

"I do apologize, but it doesn't help that you're an amazing chef," Port answered.

Yue laughed as she started pulling plates out from a cabinet. "Kissing up to the cook won't give you more food. Believe me, I tried."

The professor laughed, "Well, I guess I'll just have to make do."

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Professor Port let out a loud belch, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "Excuse me," he apologized, "It still bewilders me how you are not a top chef in our kingdom."

Marvis laughed as he started collecting plates. "I'd rather not," he replied, "Don't want to turn one of the last things I love into a job, thank you very much."

"That's a horrible excuse," Port said, "Why not make a bit of money doing something you love, Marvis?"

Marvis sighed as he sensed that Port wouldn't let up. "I'll think about it, Peter," he relented.

"Translation: I'll probably drop it in a week," Yue quipped. Her dad turned to glare at her lightly. "Am I wrong?" she asked innocently."

"I'm sure I can get you a steady job somewhere," Professor Port suggested, "I know a small place near Beacon that might be perfect for you."

"Thanks, Peter," Marvis started, "But I'd rather not be a burden to you. I won't accept charity this bluntly."

"Oh, posh," Port scoffed, "This is going as a favor. I'd rather not have you make yourself miserable when you could have a steady income."

"Dad, come on," Yue pled, "You deserve it."

Marvis sighed as he set the last of the plates down in the sink. "Alright, I'll look into it. If I'm not satisfied, I'm not taking it."

"A chance is all I wanted," Port agreed to his terms, "Now, it's best that I take my leave- if I stayed any longer, I might never leave, thanks to your hospitality."

Yue walked over and gave her mentor a quick hug. "That's our style," she agreed, "Bye, Professor."

Marvis handed Port his coat as he was walking out the door. "It's always nice having you over, Peter," he said.

"The pleasure is mine," Port replied, "Goodnight, Marvis." Craning his neck around Marvis's shoulder, he said in a loud voice, "I'll see you at Beacon, Yue."

Yue gave him a two-fingered salute. "You can count on it," she promised. As the door closed behind Professor Port, Yue sat back down in her chair, looking slightly dazed.

Marvis turned and looked at his daughter concerned. "Yue," he said, kneeling next to her. "What's the matter?"

"I'm going to Beacon," she breathed. Yue looked at her dad, the shock evident on her face. "I'm going to Beacon," she repeated.

Marvis bowed his head, chuckling. "It's finally setting in, isn't it?" When Yue nodded, he put his hands on her shoulders. "I'm proud of you," he praised, "You're finally able to do something worthwhile with your life. That's all I wanted for my baby girl. Your mother would be proud."

Yue's expression soured. "Don't talk about her like that," she said in a low voice, "If she were so proud, she wouldn't have left."

Marvis sighed as he sensed the argument was going to spark. Again. "Yue, you there's rules in the clan-."

"Stop, Dad," Yue interrupted, "Don't give me that crap. She's been out of my life since I was 4! Since then, nothing! She could've come with us- stayed with us! Not leave while they were pushing you away."

"What do expect from her?" Yue's father said in a tired tone, "Yue, she had two options: us or the clan. Should she give up her family and friends for just us? Her past, present, and future?"

Yue crossed her arms defiantly. "She could at least stop by every so often," she argued.

"And she would be exiled herself as soon as she made contact." Marvis sighed again, rubbing the bridge of his nose. After a few seconds, he spoke, "Want to know how I know that she would be proud?" He took Yue's raised eyebrow as a yes. Crossing over to his bedroom, he dug out an old envelope, its cover now turning brown. Marvis handed the letter to a sulking Yue who reluctantly took it.

As Yue flipped it over, she read the words, "Open only when my daughter starts the journey of a Huntress". Yue's eyed the letter skeptically. "Your mother knew it from the beginning," she heard Marvis say, "She had no doubt what you would do."

Yue said nothing as she tore open the envelope, pulling out its contents. In it was a letter, writing scribbled over both sides, and small pendant, slightly larger than a thumbnail. She held up the pendant to the light, taking in the incomplete design of… some type of bird. The black pendant seemed to absorb light, making the room unnoticeably darker. Yue pocketed the pendant and started reading.

My daughter,

You hate me. That is not something that I am guessing- I know this for a fact. Please understand that I do love your father. Marvis was- is- an amazing man. It hurt to leave him, I hope you understand. However, I have a future, he has his future, and ours do not intertwine in the grand scheme of fate. I never stopped thinking about the two of you… is what I would say if you would believe anything. There wasn't a month that went by when I have doubts and a heavy heart. That's more fitting and believable.

By the time you are reading this, you are on your way to one of the most prestigious schools out there. I give you my congratulations. I always knew you had the potential to, as I did all those years back. I wish I could say I am proud of my only child, but that would be a lie.

Because you are not my only child.

I know it might come as a surprise, but you have a sister. A girl that is a year older than you. It was… unintentional, that I would fall for him, but I did- he always had a way with words. But it can't be changed. Do not hate her or her father, for they have done nothing wrong. I should receive all the blame- both for leaving you and for loving you.

You will find your sister on your journey. Do not question it, it is fated to happen. A burning heart is the same as receiving the world to a man without hope. Have hope, and fate will do the rest.

If you start doubting, try and think of your sister. Do not give up hope- hope is what drives the weak to do things the strong can only imagine doing. The pendant will serve as a guide. As your time to meet her draws near, it will let you know.

Please, take heed to what I am telling you. I may do questionable things, but I will never lie and have not lied to you yet. Please, for your sister.

May destiny guide your path, Yue Bing Yin,

Your mother, Rb

Yue scoffed after reading her mother's words, her eyes as wide as saucers. "I… I have a sister," she breathed.

Marvis gasped in shock, snatching the letter from Yue's frozen hands. He scanned through it quickly before his breath hitched. "She had another daughter," he said under his breath.

Yue turned to her father, her expression completely bewildered. "Did you know about this?" she asked.

Marvis shook his head. "I only knew she fell in love with a man before me," he answered, "Nothing about the child."

Yue stared at the floorboards. "Do you… do you think I actually have a sister?" she stammered.

Marvis draped an arm over her shoulders comfortingly. "I believe so," he replied, "Not once has your mother ever told a lie to me. That's one of the reasons why I loved your mother."

Yue pulled out the pendant included in the letter. "A burning heart," she muttered, rubbing the ruby in the bird's eye. Yue looked up at her father. "Dad," she said seriously, "Pack my bags."

AN: And that's Chapter 1. Hey guys, Fireflame here! So, yeah. New story, wahoo! So, gonna give a shoutout to River Mountain for helping me with the character design. And the picture was made by ruby_weiss_blake_yang and edited by RM. Okay, I think that's it.

Oh, wait. This probably won't see that many updates early on, since I'm putting my time into my other story. It might see five to seven chapters while I finish the other one. Other than that, I have nothing else to say except get ready for a hell of a ride.

Signing out, Flames of Fire.