Author's note: Hello people of the interwebs. I'm Guyshane and this is my first fanfic. In light of this I'd like to thank you for taking the time out of you're day to read this. I am receptive to criticism so long as said criticism is cordial. I hope to keep this fic going for a good long while. Without any further ado, on with the show:

The blonde stood over the still form of her opponent.

Then she yawned.

"Well Junior this has been fun and all but I kinda have to get going." Yang said to the unconscious crime boss. Junior let out a slight moan. Yang nodded cheerfully, a smile on her face. "I'm glad you understand." she chirped before walking towards her steamcycle.

Yang bent down and began to prep the engine her bike. When she heard someone clearing their throat from behind her. She turned around to see a messenger, a lean faunas girl with cat ears. "Hellllooo" Yang trilled, sadly the other girl did not appear amused.

"Are you Yang Xiao Long?" she asked wearily.

"That'd be me, what can I do for ya?"

The messenger nodded and began rummaging around in her bag. "I have a telegram for you, According to the orders it was supposed to be rushed to you, suppose its some big deal or such," She paused to look at the steamcycle. "Although I don't know why they would risk sending this to you if you ride around on something as dangerous as that."

Yang put a hand to her chest and gasped in mock anger. "Dangerous?" she said in a scandalized whisper. "My little Bumblebee? Never! Besides, steamcycles are as safe as anything else so long as they don't overheat or anything." she explained in a normal tone of voice.

The courier looked over at the blasted remains of the bar, some parts of which were still on fire.

"Mm-hmm."

"You can't prove I did that."

"Right..." the girl responded rolling her eyes before handing the telegram over to the huntress. "Well it has been nice talking with you Miss Xiao Long but I really must be going."

"Alright, thank you for the message!"Yang said as the other woman turned and left. Now lets see what the big deal is. Yang thought to herself, her heart froze as she read the message

Ruby MIA for three weeks STOP

Permission for you to search granted STOP

No one else available at this time STOP

-Ozpin

Yang quickly stowed the note in her jacket before getting her bike started and heading home at full speed, almost crashing several times as she did so.

Ruby had gone out on a long range patrol with a couple of other hunters a while back. However a week after they left the other two hunters had stumbled back muttering something about shadows in the forest attacking them. Yang had grilled them for information but ultimately all she had gotten out of them was that they couldn't clearly see the attackers, Ruby had gotten separated and a reprimand from Ozpin for bothering the two during their recovery. She had asked to go looking for Ruby and had been denied.

Something must have changed if he decided to allow me to go all of the sudden.

Yang parked her bike and took the steps up to her apartment two at a time. Throwing open the door she stormed into her room and began throwing clothes and supplies in her bag haphazardly before putting on her standard patrol attire: An open brown jacket over a yellow shirt with heavy black pants and an orange scarf. Finally she buckled a gunbelt around her waist and pulled on a pair of golden colored gauntlets before grabbing her pack and heading to the train station.

Yang walked towards the train, ticket in hand. She was headed to one of Vale's hunter outposts which was closer to the area where Ruby had gone missing.

This ticket is gonna eat up most of my money, really they don't pay me enough. Maybe after I save Ruby I can talk to Ozpin about a raise. Not for saving sis or anything, just in I wonder what could be holding her up? I hope she didn't attack a Deathstalker by herself, again.

Yang had been so wrapped up in her thoughts she didn't even notice the man in front of her until she bumped into him and knocked him over.

"Oh! I'm so sorry" Yang said, her face turning red. She immediately pulled the man to his feet and began dusting him off. "I was wrapped up in my thoughts. Didn't mean to knock you over."

"No, no its quite alright Yellow." He said as he straightened his white coat and made sure his Red hair was still slicked back. He grabbed his cane off the ground. "Just in the future, please pay more attention to where you're walking." Turning to a group of men who were inching in on the tow he said:" Back off, boys. Just a misunderstanding, nothing to worry about." Then he began to walk off.

"Have a nice day, sir"

"You too miss."

What a nice guy, its a rare kind of person who'll just shrug that off. Yang thought to herself happily, walking to her cabin on the train with an extra bounce in her step.

Nearby Torchwick and his men were watching the blonde woman as she got on the train.

"You sure?"

"Yes, Mr. Torchwick. That's definitely the girl who took down the boss earlier."

"Will she cause us any trouble?"

"I think so Mr. Torchwick."

Roman took a long draw of his cigar before breathing out. "Well I certainly didn't bring you along for your intelligence." He whirled jabbing the end of his cane into the thug's chest. "For example, Stop using my real name. Are you trying to get us all caught?"

The thug was visibly sweating. "No, sir. I'm sorry, sir."

Roman nodded and pulled back, placing the tip of his cane back on the ground. "Well regardless, I certainly can't take the risk. We'll ambush her tonight when she's sleeping."

Caught up in their conversation none of them noticed a nearby shadow detach from the wall and slip away.

Yang had spent the first hour or two of the train ride pacing the cabin. The train ride was more convenient than traveling on foot but Yang had never been particularity good dealing with inactivity, Ruby had always told her that she should just read but books had never effectively held Yang's attention.

After a while she had resorted to shadow boxing to keep herself preoccupied. Arms burning from the exertion Yang lowered her fists. Probably a good time for a break, I can get some food and do something else. I don't know what else but something else. At that moment the train shook going over a rough portion of the track spilling a sheaf of papers Yang had put in her bag. The huntress slapped her palm against her forehead.

Right! Activity reports. How did I forget about those? Sighing dramatically Yang bent over to gather and organize the papers. Looking at the stack Yang decided it could wait until after dinner.

Okay this is weird, that area was actually experiencing a lack of Grimm activity? Then why were Ruby and the others sent there? They really should have been sent to a high concentration area.Yang shook her head. Well I'm not going to solve any mysteries tonight and I'm certainly not going to solve them from this train.

Her mind made up Yang put away the reports, got into her night clothes, pulled down the bed and climbed in. She had just gotten comfortable and was ready to drift off to sleep when someone knocked several times on her door in rapid succession. Yang groaned and rolled out of bed. Throwing open the door she looked around outside only to see a door down the hall closing as she came out.

Well that's not suspicious at all. The blonde thought to herself. Creeping down the hall she spoke quietly. "Look I don't know who you are or why you wanna mess with me but its really not all that smart. I'm a huntress and I've fought things much worse than whoever you are."

Arriving at the door she threw it open only to find the room empty. Going inside the normally loud girl began investigating looking for a clue as to what was going on. Nothing? This day just gets weirder by the minute and I haven't even gotten to where I need to go yet.

Then Yang heard voices down the hall.

"Now you're sure this is her room?"

"Yes, sir. One of our guys followed her here."

"One of you was actually stealthy? It's a Winter festival miracle five months too early."

That voice sounds...familiar. Yang thought, her eyes narrowing in concentration. Where have I...Wait! That's the guy from earlier. Well this is great, apparently he isn't as nice as I thought. Still, She smiled to herself. It would be quite rude of me to keep them waiting for long.

Opening the door the huntress stalked quietly towards her prey

Torchwick tapped his foot impatiently as the hired muscles searched the blonde woman's room. After the search was done the assembled gangsters stood in front of him.

"So, what did you find?" he asked.

"She hasn't left the train, all her stuff is still in the room." The lead thug replied.

Roman glanced meaningfully at the scenery which was still passing by at a high speed. "Shocking deduction, Your brilliant investigation is surely the only way I could've of found that out." his response dripping sarcasm all over the floor.

"Well...I-" Before the thug could finish his reply the gangster at the back of the group was picked up off his feet and tossed the whole length of the hall behind. Turning back to the group of criminals Yang cracked her neck, grinned and said: "You know guys, if you wanted my autograph, all you had to do was ask."

Roman rolled his eyes at the thugs frozen in fear. "Well? What are you waiting for. You all said he was a horrible fighter anyway. So take her out."

Turning to face Yang the thugs rushed her, axes drawn. Yang kicked the legs of the first thug out from under him but before he could fall she grabbed him and hauled him back to his feet before finishing him off with a right cross. The next one up received an elbow to his throat, taking him out of the fight immediately. Yang kept moving, redirecting the next man's axe into the wall before driving a knee into his gut and elbow dropping onto his back. The final thug got a punch in the gut before Yang placed the underside of her arm against his throat and preformed a hip throw.

As Roman's last man fell he muttered "Impossible to find good help these days." Looking at Yang he spoke again. "Well, Yellow. I think its been an eventful evening. Unfortunately," He raised his cane and pointed the tip at Yang, she stiffened as she realized that there was a shotgun barrel concealed inside the wood. "Its time for you to die."

Crap! What do I do? Even with my aura I'm not sure I can survive that at this range. Have to get as far away as I can.

Then several things happened at once. Yang jumped backwards and pushed her aura to the front of her body, hoping to at least save herself from the first shot. Torchwick pulled the trigger on his weapon, but was forced to dodge to the side as several objects came flying out of the the darkness at him. This threw off his aim and the round blasted a hole in the floor of the car, only grazing Yang's leg.

Torchwick recovered but the shotgun blast had clearly awakened the other passengers since he could hear them moving around.

"Damn," he muttered. "Another time, Yellow" he said before disappearing through a nearby door.

Yang, still shaking from adrenaline walked over to the wall that the crook had been standing in front of to examine several small objects embedded in the wall. Pulling one out she held it up to the light to examine it. A shuriken?

Yang hid the throwing star behind her back as the door at the opposite end of the hall opened. One of the staff stepped in and took note of the scene before looking at the huntress and asking: "What happened?"

She sighed.

"Its a long story."