I'm writing this in very short bursts, hope you can forgive me.
She couldn't do it.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bring herself to write another letter.
It was almost like she was doing it against her will, except she was both the hostage and the captor. Each time she put the pen to paper she was overcome with emotions. Anger. Sorrow. Bitterness.
And she didn't like it.
After pacing the room, checking on her sister, standing outside for fresh air, and pacing the room one last time, she sat and began to write.
Pyrrha,
I know this is going to be hard for you. If you don't want to know, you don't have to read this. To be honest, I wouldn't blame you.
But first, please read this.
I need you to take care of Ruby. That is my very last wish and I hope you fulfill it. I promised our dad I would always keep her safe. Always. I'm sorry I can't do it anymore.
Please, be Rubys big sister. Be there for her, because I can't be anymore. I really am sorry about this.
Now here's the news: Notice I didn't say bad news. Because any news I give you would be bad news. That seems like that's all it is now. Bad.
It's your team, they're gone.
You're the last one.
It was Nora, by the way, she's the one that got me. She scratched me right on the neck. I guess even in death she knew who her friends were. She was always excitable. I wonder how Ren did it.
It's funny, now that I think. They were still together, in a group, huddled together.
Inseparable. Ozpin knew how to pick them, huh?
I'm sorry.
Don't let Ruby come looking for me.
You don't either.
I love you both,
Yang
After reading and re-reading the letters, Yang decided that tonight was the night that she would finally let out all that emotion.
She was going to write a letter to Ruby. A real one.
One she hoped would never leave the girls side.
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