The door is slammed open, and little red waddles into our dorm room.

"Weiss! I'm bored! Entertain me."

"Ruby, I am studying. And you should too. You haven't forgotten the test in History of remnant, have you?"

"...no...?"

Weiss's sigh is as deep as ever. "Dolt. Come here and study with me then."

"Uhmmm... I have... Uh... Other things to... Um..."

I look over my book and see little red trying to squirm herself out of Weiss' cold stare, as she stops suddenly, like she's listening for something. "Coming Yang~!" Above me, I hear the blonde brawler laugh, and I can't help but smirk a little at the scene evolving.

"What do you need me for, rubes? Don't wanna study with your 'bff' huh?"

Weiss stare colder above Yang's bunkbed, at Yang directly I assume, and the laughing stops.

"No."

weiss' tone are cold as ever towards yang, but somehow it makes me happy.

"Come on, Ice Queen. Don't be so cold. Ruby just wants to get togeth- mhffmwhhfhw"

ruby had left a trail of rose petals, as she got up in Yang's bed, and shushed her. "What do you mean, 'together'?" her face are a colour red that could easily rival little reds cloak.

"Weiss, I think red becomes your face." I say with a little smirk on my lips. "Both your blush, but also Ruby. You two are adorable together."

Ruby yells out an ear crushing "nooooooooooo!" She leans out over yangs bed, and pouts at me, with a face almost redder than Weiss'. "I s-should've been the one to confess, Blake!" I nudge ruby's attention down at weiss, and look at weiss, expecting her to be completely red in the face. but her mischievous smirking, like an evil queen, directly at me, makes something inside of me stir.

"Don't you think you should run, coward?"

I look confused at her. "what do you mean?"

Yangs voice sound right beside me, but nowhere near her usual enthusiastic happy-go-lucky voice. It's dark, defeated, hurt, and broken. "it's all your fault." I turn my head, and there she lie. On the asphalt of beacon, arm cut off, and a bloody stump replace where it once was. But now, she looks right at me with cold eyes. "It was your fault, and you didn't even have the guts to stay and make up for it."

I look at her, completely terrified, and something catch my eye behind her. Oh no. Please no. There he stands, wearing a black suit with red pinstripes down the suit. his white mask, resembling the grimm, the very essence, humans imagine the white fang as. And his sword, sheathed.

Adam.

I try to yell at him, but my throat is clenched. I can't speak. He pulls out Wilt from Blush, and point it up in the air. A flash from a lightning strikes, and in the flash, Adam is being replaced. By me. He then points it down at Yang's throat, Her eyes, still staring deadly cold at me, and when they talk, it's synchronized.

"this is all your fault, Blake." I try to move, to save yang, "this is all your fault." to use my body as a shield, "all your fault." to fight against Adam, "all your fault!" anything. "all. Your. Fault!" But I can't.I am frozen to where I stand, in the destroyed mass hall of beacon, where it all happened. The flames are still burning hot on my skin, but all I feel is cold. And I can't help seeing Adam slash his sword through Yang's neck, decapitating her. Or that's what I think happens. But just as it hit's her neck, I wake up, bursting out "Yang!"

But yang is nowhere to be seen. Nor are anyone. I am all alone in remnant, only accompanied by one half of Ember Celica, as a memento of, what I did wrong. something I have to get used to. It is hurtful nonetheless. Just finding Yang's arm next to Gambol Shroud was emotionally tough on me. But I couldn't help taking the gauntlet to remind myself of the cruel things that can happen to my team, if I stay with them. Despite it being a tragic thing, we were lucky that Adam only took an arm from us. But yang probably hate me now. How can I ever face her again? Let alone my team?

"I'm sorry, yang. I'm so sorry."