RWBY and all the characters within are the intellectual property of Rooster Teeth Productions, Miles Luna, Kerry Shawcross, Gray Haddock and the late Monty Oum. I am not being compensated in any way for this story and wrote it merely for entertainment purposes.
It's been two months since the fall of Beacon Academy.
You are alone.
You pick up your scroll for the 1,000th time since you got home in Atlas.
You know the CCT hasn't been fixed yet.
You know it's not going to work but you have to try anyway.
You push the face of Yang Xiao Long.
"I'm sorry, but service has been disconnected."
You turn your scroll back off.
You are alone.
You lie down in bed and face the empty wall.
You miss the bed haphazardly tied above you.
You pull a picture out from under your pillow.
You see their faces.
You feel your chest hurting.
You begin to cry.
You miss them all so much.
You need a hug.
You wish you were all back together in your dorm room.
You are alone.
You wonder why Blake just took off without telling anyone where she was going or what she was doing.
You wonder if Ruby is awake yet from what happened at the tower.
You wonder if Yang is okay and how she's doing since what happened.
You need to find out for sure.
You need to hear Yang's voice.
You need her to tell you it's all okay.
You pick your scroll back up.
You push Yang's face.
"I'm sorry, but service has been disconnected."
You turn your scroll off again.
You are alone.