This has probably been done a thousand times , I'm sorry. I Just had to write it. That being said, let's get to it, kids.
This was awful. The whole world had gone to hell, and they were right in the middle of it.
It was just her and Yang now. And all Ruby felt was sadness.
It was a creeping kind of sorrow the young girl felt spread through her chest. The almost physical coldness of it surprised her, it seemed, to Ruby at least, that it spread from her heart to her fingers, down her legs to her toes. Everywhere.
Yang was just tired. Always tired. Of what, she'd never say, but Ruby had a pretty good idea of what it was. She could see the same look of grief on her big sisters face each time they would find, or rather break into, an empty house to take shelter in. She would observe the way the blonde took special care to avoid the photos of the family that lived there. The way she would almost cease breathing each time she saw a note left by one family member to another. Once she'd asked her younger sister "Do you think they found each other? I want to think they did." And oh, how that dream was crushed the very next day when she had to kill what looked like the mother from the photos she'd seen.
The horrible feelings never stopped. After losing Weiss...They just weren't the same. Neither of them were sure where Blake was, even though she was most likely dead. Team JNPR was just Pyrrha now, well, at least she was until the others were found. She was holed up in a place both Yang and Ruby knew well. Soon, they would return to the sole survivor, giving her the awful news. It would destroy the girl. The three people she bonded with for so long, gone.
Neither of them was sure what to do. Guns were familiar to them, they felt natural. But not being able to find ammunition...was near torture. Fighting in close proximity was a specialty of Yangs, using a pocket knife was almost comfortable. She had slip ups.
And all it took was one slip up.
Yang wasn't sure how to tell Ruby. She wasn't even positive she could write it. She would wait until Ruby was asleep, of course, making sure to tell her how much she loved her.
"Yang, you're acting a little strange." She said before laying down. Yang passed it off as sisterly love, telling her she was just stressed and that was all she could think of. After making sure Ruby was asleep, Yang rummaged in drawers for spare paper and a pencil, even pen if they had one. Finding the necessary items, she sat down, turned on a small flash light, and began to write.
Ruby,
I'm sorry I couldn't tell you this face to face. I didn't know how you would take it. As you may have already guessed or even seen, I'm gone. And I'm gonna be gone for a long time. I'm sorry.
I found the three JNPRs a couple days back. Remember when you were calling for me and I didn't respond and I came running a few seconds later? I didn't want you to see. I didn't think you could take that. It was hard. They were our best friends, remember? And Blake and Weiss...they're dead. I know they are.
Now for the sucky part: I'm infected. Or rather, was infected. I'm not here anymore. Don't come looking for me, just know that I love you.
Love you baby sister,
Yang
Yang read it over and sighed. She had to do this. Tomorrow they would return to Pyrrha with the news.
But for now, Yang had to write something for the loner of JNPR.
I hope that was decent. If not just tell me.
Will continue soon.