Author's Note: So the idea for this came from a post on tumblr by ej-the-cat, known as NameForsaken on FanFiction. So, check them out.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own RWBY in any way, shape, or form. RWBY and all it's characters respectively belong to Monty Oum and Rooster Teeth.

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Weiss looked around her surroundings as she walked down the path, through the forest. It was a relatively warm spring morning, especially for winter just ending a few weeks ago. She took in a breath of air, slowly letting it escape her lungs. The air here was different from the large city air of Atlas she was used to. It had a clean feeling to it. In fact the whole island gave off that unpolluted rustic feel. To put it in simplest terms, Weiss would have to say she liked the island of Patch. There were very few cars, even in the town down by the small academy. It was a very low-tech community. The most advanced technology being the tools and weapons of the hunters and huntresses here on the island itself.

It was also nice to be away from the prying eyes in the big city. Mostly her father's. The man barely took his eyes off the girl after the fall of Beacon. Brought her back to their families estate within Atlas, forcing her to leave behind her friends, who no doubt needed her. The man didn't care though. He "didn't want his daughter wasting anymore time with those petty commoners" as he so elegantly put it. Weiss shook her head at the thought. If only he knew that one of her former teammates was a faunus. No, not former. They were still her teammates. She would make sure of it. That was why she here. To gather Yang and go to collect the two runaways.

She was just glad that after several months of begging and complaining, her father reluctantly allowed her to leave on this quest. The man was quite resilient in his efforts to keep his daughter at their house, try and train her to properly take over the corporation, but she figured he knew she was a few more rejections away from just taking off on her own. Under the conditions that she keep him updated, he allowed her to go.

She was pulled from her thoughts when a small cabin came into view. She could see smoke rising out of the chimney the closer she got, signifying the residents were indeed home. It looked like the description she received from the store owner back in the town when she asked where the Xiao Long residence was. She shifted her shoulders under the weight of her backpack as her shoulders became aware of how close to relief they were. As she walked up the narrow path to the door, a smile formed across her face. She was finally doing what she planned as soon as father dragged her away from the safe zone in Vale. She firmly placed her feet on the front step and straightened her posture before knocking three times on the door.

After only waiting a few seconds, she could hear shuffling, coming from inside, approaching the door. The door was slowly pulled open to reveal a middle aged blond man standing there. Upon closer look she could see that the man was clearly Yang and Ruby's father. He eyed the girl questioningly as Weiss gave him her best smile. "Can I help you?" The man asked, clearly not knowing who the girl was. Wasn't that nice? Neither of her teammates have managed to mention her to their father.

She hid the slight irritation flawlessly, masking it with a small bow of her head. "Hello, I'm Weiss Schnee." Upon her name being mention, the man's eyes widened slightly as if recognizing the name. So maybe they had mentioned her.

"Ruby and Yang's teammate?" The man leaned against the doorframe as he gave the white haired girl a smile. He jerk his head, motioning for her to follow him inside. "Come on in."

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Everyday was the same for Yang. Wake up, wallow in self pity, maybe eat something, wallow in self pity, use the bathroom, wallow in more self pity, clean herself up, and fall asleep while still wallowing in her own self pity. It had been like this since she woke to find her team scattered, some of her friends dead, and her right arm reduced to a pathetic stump. She looked to the deformed appendage in disgust. It made her feel weak, made her feel useless. She longed for the days before the fall. Before she was a useless shell of a person. When everything was fine. When she had her team. When she had Blake.

She gritted her teeth at the thought of the girls name. The name filled her anger. Well at least what she wished was anger. She could use anger to advantage. It was what she was good at. Instead it made her depressed. Well more depressed than she already was, if that was even remotely possible.

Ask her and she would say she hated Blake's guts. She would say she never wanted to see the cat faunus again. She even told herself that, knowing it was a lie. In reality she wanted nothing more than her partner back. She wanted Blake to sit by her side. Tell her everything was going to be alright. That she was strong and she would make it through this. She was Yang Xiao Long. She could do anything her heart desires.

If Blake said the words, she might believe it. But she wasn't here, and Yang knew she was nothing but a weak, useless cripple. She couldn't fight. That damn swordsman had to go and take her dominate hand. She could barely wash herself with her left hand. How would she be able to fight?

A knock on the door pulled her from the self deprecating thoughts. She heard her father get up from his chair in the living room, setting his newspaper down. It was probably just another teacher from the school, asking when he would return to teach classes. They had been coming by a lot recently. And as far as Yang knew, he would always say no, and that he had to take care of his daughter. She hated burdening the man so much, but she couldn't really help it. She could barely help herself.

"Get your ass out of bed and pack your shit." A voice with an irritating tone that Yang would recognize anywhere pulled her back to reality. She looked over to see Weiss standing in her doorframe, arms crossed with a disappointed look on her face. "We have some shopping to do."

Yang's face twisted in confusion as she looked at the heiress. "For what?"

"A new arm you dolt." She walked over to Yang's bedside in three long strides. "Now are you gonna get up and dressed or not?"

Yang looked down to herself, noticing her wrinkled orange tee shirt, then back to Weiss. She didn't quite know how to respond. This was the last thing she expected to happen. She thought Weiss was under house arrest by her father. "Weiss, what are you doing here? I thought you were in Atlas?"

Weiss sighed, annoyed that the girl wasn't listening to her. "I'm here to get your sorry ass out of bed, get you back to fighting shape, then go collect our lost children." She crossed her arms, shifting her weight to one leg, as she stared intently at the blonde.

"Thanks, but no thanks Weiss." Yang turned to face away from the white haired girl. As much as she appreciated the sentiment, it wasn't quite welcomed right now.

"It wasn't a question Xiao Long." She gave Yang a look that looked as though could it light the blonde on fire. "You will get up, you will get dressed, and you will come with me to Atlas to get you fitted for a prosthetic. No more of this drowning in self pity crap."

Yang was taken back by Weiss' words. She was so stern and was obviously not taking no for an answer. Maybe she would listen to logical reasoning. "Look, I can't just leave my Dad. Ruby already did, and I'm all he has now."

Weiss waved her off. "Look, I don't think he's happy seeing you like this. So you'd be doing him a favor by coming with me. You also once said he was a teacher. I'm sure he needs to get back to his class." Weiss' expression softened a bit as she took a seat at the foot of Yang's bed. "Yang, you can't keep beating yourself up over this. None of it is your fault." She paused for a moment to think for a minute. "I don't know why she ran. When we find her you can ask her, But I know for certain, none of it is because of you." She watched as Yang looked back over to her. "Blake would only run if she had a good reason. You know that. We all do. You're her partner. You should know this better than any of us."

She was right. Weiss was absolutely right. Blake would never have run if there was no reason behind it. The only reason she ran from them back in the beginning was because she was afraid of how they would react to her being a faunus. She ran from the White Fang because her old partner changed for the worst. Yang bit her lower lip as she began to process this information. "Fuck," Yang muttered under her breath. She noticed Weiss smile. Apparently she heard that.

"You know I'm right Yang." She stood up from the bed, turning to face the blonde. She held out her hand, giving her a smile. "Well?"

For the first time in what seemed like months, Yang let a smile grace her lips. She looked up to Weiss, a fire in her eyes. She could feel her soul burning again. Who knew all it would take was an aggressive pep talk from the Ice Queen herself? Yang grabbed a hold of Weiss' hand, letting the girl pull her from her position on the bed and to her feet. "Let's do this."

Author's Note: So, I hope you enjoyed that. It was quite fun to write. Please leave your thoughts.