Chapter 1: This Will Be The Day

Taking out her aviators, the blonde puts them on as she roars her engine to life. Today was the first day of school.

"Yang!" a voice calls out. "YAAAAANG!"

Smirking, the blonde races her bike over to the front of the house, stopping a foot away from a dark-haired girl with red tips in her hair.

Playfully rolling her eyes at her sister, the dark-haired girl kneels down to gesture a puppy over.

Tongue hanging loosely, the pup barks as it makes his way to hooded girl.

"You be a good boy, Zwei," the girl commands, as the puppy cocks his head to the side, staring curiously at his master. "AWWWW! ISN'T HE CUTE!?" the young girl coos before picking up the pup and embracing him in a tight hug. "YOU'RE THE CUTEST MR. ZWEI ROSE!"

Reaching out to pet the pup, the blonde smiles at her baby sister, Ruby. Yet despite Ruby's young age, the silver-eyed girl had skipped a couple of grades and landed a spot in one of Remnant's greatest and most sought-after academies: Beacon.

"Be a good boy, ok prince of princes?" the silver-eyed girl parts, setting the pup down. "And take care of dad," she adds, throat growing heavy.

"I'll miss you little dude," Yang adds, winking at the pup behind her dark shades. "Ready, sis?" she asks Ruby who nods.

Running a hand through her face, Ruby sniffles. For the longest time, she had dreamt of being a huntress; she just chose not to think about what that would entail. To Ruby, she thought she still had two years of living at home before setting out on her quest to become one of Remnant's greatest huntresses.

"You know," Yang starts, noticing a change in her little sister, "Winter break will come before you know it," she comforts, gently patting the bike, encouraging the other girl to hop on. "Come on, Ruby. Dad made us promise that we'd be gone before he came back from his errand," she recalls, face falling. Their father, Taiyang or Tai, was the best in the world, and he was heartbroken right now. It was one thing to lose one daughter, but because Ruby was a special case, Tai was now losing two daughters at the same time. It was too much for him, especially given how close they had gotten since the girls were admitted into Beacon. Every day was family day, and Tai did not want to ruin the girls' excitement with his heartache, so he made them promise to leave first thing in the morning, considering all was said and done the previous night when they said their goodbyes as a family.

Nodding once more, the dark-haired girl leads the pup back inside the house before locking the front door. Today was the beginning of the next four years of her life.

Smiling encouragingly, the blonde hands her little sister a helmet.

Taking the helmet and putting it on, Ruby seats herself behind her older sister.

"Ready?" Yang asks once more, feeling her sister lean closer to her and wrap her arms around her waist. Taking the cue, the blonde races the sports bike to the docks. From there, it was a little more than an hour ferry-ride to Beacon. Knowing they were running a little behind schedule, Yang grips tighter on the accelerator and arrives faster than she had originally intended, which was no shock to her nor Ruby. Yang loved speed; Yang loved adventure; Yang loved danger.

Both nervous and excited, the girls check-in and get their boarding passes, while Yang's bike is taken in with the rest of the cargo.

Keeping close to her sister, Ruby's heart starts accelerating as she scopes out the many weapons that were aboard. "Look Yang!" she calls out, pointing to a hammer. "Crescent Rose may have just found a new friend!" she exclaims, referring to her weapon: Crescent Rose.

"Maybe, you should go talk to her," Yang encourages, smiling when her little sister clings closer to her. "Ruby . . . " she scolds, as the younger girl begins fidgeting with her fingers. "Making friends is not that scary."

"I'm-I'm not 'scared'," Ruby rebuts, looking down at the floor. "I'm just . . . not good with the whole 'socializing' thing," she admits before sighing.

"Think of talking as a skill, ok?" Yang starts, gripping her sister's chin. "And just like your training with Crescent Rose," she continues, letting go of the shyer girl. "One can only improve with practice," she lectures, giving the dark-haired girl a knowing look. "So," she begins again, gently pushing her sister towards the girl who is carelessly swinging around her hammer, "Go practice!" she adds, winking at her little sister.

"Okay . . . " Ruby caves, slowly rolling her eyes. Looking around, she no longer sees her sister. "Yang . . . " she groans, shaking her head. Of course, her sister had run out on her. Of course, her sister had done this because that was what Yang did best: to push her out of her comfort zone, so she could grow as a person. Smiling, Ruby takes a deep breath before embarking on an exciting yet scary journey: making friends.

Laughing to herself, Yang watches her sister panic, as she tries to locate her. Smiling, she walks further away from Ruby and accidentally crashes into a girl. "S-so-sorry," she apologizes, as the other girl quickly walks away. Narrowing her gaze on the girl's bow, Yang shrugs it off and makes her way towards the back of the ferry. And after passing hordes of students, she finds an isolated corner behind some of the ferry's cargo. Sitting atop one of the boxes, she takes off her aviators to gaze at the sea. It was a beautiful sight.

"Soothing isn't it?" a voice remarks, startling the blonde. Smirking, a black-haired looks down at the blonde. Like Yang, she was seated atop cargo boxes, except she had the higher ground.

"H-hi," Yang manages to say, narrowing her gaze at the girl, trying to not to be blinded by the gleaming sun.

"What?" the girl asks, raising a brow when the blonde squints and peers her head closer.

Trying to focus in on the girl, Yang squints harder, until her eyes shut. The sun was not helping.

"See something you like?" the girl teases, as the blonde scoffs.

"You're totally lighting up my world right now," Yang plays along, putting her aviators back on. "So much so that it is literally quite blinding," she jokes, gazing up at the girl who is curiously staring back at her. "Nice bow," she comments, causing the other girl to flinch. "So," Yang begins, quickly looking away and gazing back at the sea. "I guess we're going to Beacon, huh," she small-talks, assuming the other girl was listening. "So we're going to be classmates," she assumes, quickly pausing, "Hey, what's your name?" she asks, staring out at the sea. Not receiving an answer, the blonde looks back up to where the girl once was. She was gone.

"Hmmm . . . Odd girl . . . " Yang remarks before yawning. Stretching, she lays down on the dock's floor, staring at the sea-blue sky for the rest of the ferry-ride to Beacon.

Perfectly content, hidden in the shadows, the black-haired girl pulls out a book. She was still in the cargo area; she just hid from view from the other girl. Turning a page, the black-eyed girl flinches when she hears singing. Curious, she peers over to find the other girl laying on the deck, sun-bathing, as her golden hair shimmered the sun's rays. Going back to her book, the girl advances several chapters, finding the other girl's humming oddly comforting.


Hearing the PA announcement that they had arrived at the academy, Yang stands up and stretches. Knowing her little sister, she had to make her way to her, or else Ruby would worry.

Also standing up to stretch, the black-haired girl effortlessly jump down, landing swiftly on the ground before locking eyes with curious lilacs.

Doing a double-take, the blonde raises a brow. "Were you there this entire time?" she asks, realizing that the girl had never left.

Shrugging, the black-haired girl dusts off her coat and walks away.

Confused, Yang opens her mouth to say something, but it was clear the girl was not interested, given she was still walking away.

Though hesitant, Yang decides to catch up to the other girl "Um," she starts, walking side-to-side with the honey-eyed beauty, "Did I say something to offend you or something?"

"No," the girl answers, eyes forward.

"No?"

"I'm sorry," the black-haired girl starts, stopping and causing the other girl to stop, "Am I missing something here?"

Fumbling for words, the blonde gives up. "No."

"Ok then," the girl replies, walking away.

"YAAAAAANG!" a girl calls out, racing towards her. "YANG!"

Smiling, the blonde opens her arms and receives her little sister in a hug. "Hey, you," she greets, embracing her little sister.

Holding on to her sister, Ruby nuzzles closer; she was nervous.

Catching on, Yang exhales loudly. Ruby was a warrior, and she was strong and resilient, but she was still a kid. "I'm proud of you, you know," Yang comforts, as the shorter girl pulls back. "You deserve this, Ruby. Remember that: you're here because of all your hard work."

"I'm here because of you," Ruby counters, causing her sister to fluster. "It's true," Ruby admits, smiling warmly. "Everything I do, I do it ten times harder than anyone else because I want to be like you. Yang, you may be my big sister, but you're also one of my idols."

Smiling, Yang ruffles Ruby's hair. "Since when did you get all mature and stuff?" she teases, as they continue their way forward.

Ears perked, the black-haired girl, smiles, overhearing the sisters' conversation.

Forming in line, Yang finds herself behind the black-haired girl from before.

"I'm so excited!" Ruby exclaims, getting all giddy. "Aren't you excited!?" she coos, as the line begins to move.

"Of course," Yang answers, trying to read the name of the book wrapped around olive-skinned hands. "Beauty and the Yeast?" Yang reads aloud before frowning.

"Beast, actually," the black-haired girl corrects, turning around to face the slightly taller girl.

"Well, that makes a lot more sense," Yang mutters under her breath, causing the other girl to crack a smile.

"One would assume so," the black-haired girl remarks, causing the taller girl to grin. "Especially considering that no one, in the history of time, has ever referred to yeast as pretty."

"Except bread!" Yang jokes, snapping her fingers and pointing at the other girl.

Deadpan expression on her face, the black-haired girl turns back around.

"That was awful," Ruby whispers as the blonde scratches the back of her head, confused.

"What? I thought it was funny . . ." the blonde defends in a defeated tone.

"No, you didn't, sis," Ruby calls out before elbowing her sister. "Is she one of your friends from Signal?" she asks, gesturing to the girl in front of them.

"No. I just met her," the taller girl answers, staring at black, obsidian hair. "I don't know anything about her," she adds, frowning.

"Well, she reads, so she must be smart and stuff," Ruby whispers, winking at her older sister.

"Right," Yang agrees, smiling at her mischievous little sister. Of course, Ruby would say something like that, for Ruby always found it easier to make friends with quiet, reserved individuals, rather than dare to approach those in the popular circle.

"Plus, she seemed nice," the silver-eyed girl adds before smirking. "That is, until you blew it with that lame joke," she teases, as the blonde rolls her eyes.

"Well, at least, I kinda . . . well, sorta . . . made a new friend," Yang rebuts, as Ruby's smirk broadens.

"I'll have you know that I made plenty of friends today," the dark-haired girl gloats, causing her sister to raise a brow.

"Is that so?"

"Yup."

"Prove it," Yang challenges, knowing all too well that Ruby wasn't one to miss a challenge.

Determined, Ruby disappears.

Finally out of the ferry and onto land, Yang looks down when she nearly slips on something. Picking up the item, she recognizes the ribbon as that of the girl's bow. "Excuse me?" Yang calls out, catching up and tapping the girl's shoulder.

"Yeah?" the girl asks, golden irises immediately focusing on the black ribbon wrapped around a sun-kissed hand.

"It's yours, right?" Yang asks, extending it further out.

Nodding, the girl carefully takes back her extra ribbon. "Thanks," she utters, grateful to have one of her many spare ribbons back.

"Sure, no problem," Yang replies, smiling shyly at the girl. "And, um, sorry . . . you know, for that lame joke."

Cracking a smile, the black-haired girl narrows her gaze at the taller girl. "Lame but slightly funny," she admits, causing the other girl to perk up and grin. "I'll see you around," she parts, walking away.

"Yang! YANG! YAAAAAANG!" a familiar voice calls out. From afar, Ruby waves at her sister and gestures to her new friend.

Smirking, Yang races over to her sister. "Yo," she greets, putting on her aviators and facing the tall boy.

"I'm Jaune."

" . . . he threw up," Ruby comments, causing the boy to blush.

"And I'm NORA!" a redhead announces, standing tall and proud, hammer hanging loosely on her hand.

" . . . she's a little off," Ruby comments once again, grin forming. "But in a good way," she adds, as the redhead winks at her.

"And he's REN!" the redhead announces, pointing to calm and passive dark-haired boy with pink tips.

" . . . sometimes I forget he's here," Ruby comments, causing everyone to let out a chuckle.

"And I guess that leaves me," Yang notices, waving at the group. "I'm Yang."

"Yang," Ruby starts, gesturing to everyone, "Everyone," she continues, facing Yang again. "And ha!" Ruby calls out, smiling victoriously. "I made friends," she gloats.

"You sure did, little sis," Yang admits, gesturing them to start walking. Orientation was set to start soon.

Arriving, the new group of friends sits at the back, as the headmaster welcomes the first years.

"Today," the headmaster begins, "You begin your journey. Today, you become Huntsmen and Huntresses in-training. Today, you become protectors of Remnant," he continues before pausing. "Here at Beacon Academy-"

Attention drifting elsewhere, the blonde locks eyes with golden irises for a brief second. Frowning, Yang raises a brow when the black-haired girl omits the headmaster's welcoming and, instead, goes back to reading her book.

Sitting at the far corner of the room, the girl quietly flips the page, still feeling a pair of lilacs on her.

" . . . and so, I shall take my leave," the headmaster announces, smiling at the students. "I leave you all in good hands," he parts, gesturing a blonde over. "Professor Goodwitch will take over from here."

Smiling, a petite young woman clears her throat. "Welcome students," she greets, scanning the area. "As Professor Ozpin kindly stated, I will take over from here and explain to you the most the remarkable thing about Beacon," she continues, now smirking. "Rules and expectations," she finishes, smile broadening at the choral sighs and groans.

Eyes widening, Ruby takes out her notebook and quickly starts taking notes.

"Ruby," Yang starts, smirking at her sister. "This is all in the orientation packet," she explains, resting her hands behind her head. "No need to take notes."

"Speak for yourself," another girl comments, garnering the sisters' attention. "What?" the white-haired girl remarks, glaring at the duo.

"I was, um," Ruby begins, scratching the back of her head. "I was, um, following your lead . . . "

Rolling her eyes, the light-haired girl with icy blues groans before turning her attention back to Professor Goodwitch.

Lilac locked onto silver, Yang shrugs.

" . . . sleeping arrangements are to be here, until tomorrow when you are sorted and placed in dormitories," Professor Goodwitch continues, hands behind her back. "Goodnight students," she finishes, taking her leave as the horde of students begin settling in.

Taking out their sleeping bags, the sisters look around the area, trying to find a nice, quiet place.

Finding a nice spot near the water fountain, the girls set their things down, ready to call it a night.

Guarding their belongings, Yang gets up to go change when Ruby returns, in her pajamas, and makes her way to the changing room. Stripping out of her jacket, pants, and boots, the blonde neatly folds them and packs them in her backpack. Slipping on a pair of black boy-shorts, she runs a hand through her hair before making it back to her sister. Along the way, a lone ember catches her eye. Curious, she walks towards it and finds herself face-to-face with the black-haired girl from before.

"You sure do enjoy stalking me," the girl from the shadows comments, not taking her eyes off of her new book.

Scoffing, the blonde narrows her gaze at the odd yet mysterious girl. "Are we even allowed to be here?" she asks, looking around the vacant area, smirk growing. After all, she was all about breaking the rules.

Shrugging, the mysterious girl flips the page in her book.

Smirk dropping, the blonde clears her throat. "I'm Yang," she announces, staring at the quieter of the two.

Looking up from the novel, the honey-eyed girl stares back at lilac irises.

"It's a-It's a lovely night," the blonde finds herself saying, smiling awkwardly at the silent girl who narrows her gaze at her.

"Yes," the girl agrees, honey eyes drifting back to her novel, "It's almost as lovely as this book," she points out, small smile forming, "Which I will continue to read right now. Alone."

Taking the hint, the blonde chuckles to herself. "Alrighty then. Goodnight," Yang parts, leaving the girl to her new novel.

Surprised by the blonde's nonchalant attitude, the black-haired girl rolls her eyes. She, herself, admitted that she was not a people-person. "It's Blake, by the way" she adds, as the blonde takes her leave. Sighing when the girl seemingly ignores her, the honey-eyed beauty closes her book.

Blake, Yang repeats in her head. "Nice to meet you, Blake," she parts, not turning around yet waving a hand as she continues to walk away.

Honey irises glued to the blonde, the black-haired girl smiles to herself before blowing out the candle. Beacon sure had interesting characters.