I was floating… floating in complete and total darkness. Where am I? I couldn't move, my arms and legs felt so heavy. "I'm sorry, I'm so, so, sorry." That's Blake's voice! I could hear the tears and sadness in her voice. I tried to shout out to her but I couldn't make the words come out. Suddenly I was falling. Falling incredibly fast towards a light far below me. The closer I got the clearer the picture became. A figure was standing over Blake and just stabbed his sword into her stomach. "Get away from her!" I pulled my fist back as I was flying towards him. Just as I was about to strike everything went black.

I woke up with a splitting headache. When I tried to stand I almost stumbled and fell. What I can't even walk now? I got to the stairs and leaned on the wall as I took the steps one at a time. I made it to the kitchen and raided the medicine cabinet for anything to make this headache go away. I heard whimpering and a small yip. "I'm fine Zwei." I put some food in his bowl and placed some bread in the toaster. I poured a small glass of water and waited for the toaster to pop. Those dreams keep haunting me. I can't escape them, and every time I close my eyes I see… him.

I jumped when the toaster popped. I grabbed a plate and my toast and sat at the table. Dad said he'd be back today but he probably won't be home until the afternoon. I ate my toast but the headache wouldn't go away. I went back upstairs and took a hot shower. The heat helped and soon my headache was gone. I got dressed and went back downstairs. Where's Zwei? I didn't see him on the couch or in the kitchen so he must've been outside.

I sat down on the couch and turned the tv on. It was the news and a video clip showed Glynda trying to repair a building. "...with no end in sight. Try as they might, the Huntsmen and Huntresses can't seem to get a hold of the situation at Beacon Academy." I changed the channel and this time it was a newscast about the CCT. Apparently they're trying to repair it. "...though the fail safes have supported wireless communication within the kingdom, the loss of the CCT Tower continues to prevent contact with the outside world. Talks with Atlas officials regarding repairs have so far—" I got bored of this and changed the channel again. "...Vale council voted this week to ban any air traffic that does not have a direct correlation with evacuation. The council has made it clear that they feel—" Click.

I stopped on the next channel. "Multiple rumors continue to circulate as to who was behind the attacks at the Vytal Festival Tournament. While no one knows for sure, officials have confirmed that high-ranking White Fang member, Adam Taurus was present for the attack. Any and all attempts to bring him into custody have been met with brutal force—" I couldn't watch it anymore and turned the tv off.

"I'm home!" I set the remote down and leaned my head back. I saw an upside-down view of dad carrying some bags and a couple of boxes. "Hey, Dad." He shut the door as he stepped into the living room. "Guess what came in today!" I looked as he headed to another room to set the bags and boxes down. "What?" He seemed excited and happy. "I can't wait for you to try this." He came back in with a long white box. He set it in front of me. It had the Atlas symbol on the lid. "Well?" I looked up. "It's… for me?" He smiled wide. "For you and only you." I lifted the lid on the box and inside was a new prosthetic right arm. Oh… "Brand new, state of the art Atlas tech. You know, I thought I was gonna have to pull some strings, call in a few favors, but you earned this one all on your own, kiddo." I earned it? "Huh?" I looked up and he was still smiling. "Before I could even talk to him, General Ironwood already had one of his top scientists working on this, for you. He wanted me to tell you that you fought admirably. You should be proud of yourself." So, that's where he went. I didn't know what to say to him and all I could do was look at him. "Well? You going to try it on?" I was stunned. I know he meant well but I really didn't want to see this at all. "I, uh… I'm not feeling to great right now. Maybe later?" He sighed and put his hand on his neck. Great now I'm making him feel bad. "Well, alright." I got up and headed for the stairs. I got a few steps up and turned. "Thanks, Dad." I went to my room and sat on the floor.

I could feel the tears in my eyes. Don't cry, you're stronger than this. Don't cry dammit! I forced myself to stand up. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. The tears went away and I decided to do my chores for the day. I swept the front porch off and went and got the mail. When I came back in Dad was staring at the picture and new frame it was in. I set the mail down and he glanced over at me. He noticed. I was preparing for him to ask me about it. "Do you remember when we took this picture?" I nodded and he smiled. "It was nice having us all together at the same time. We'll have to take another one when we're all together again." I smiled slightly, nodded, and went into the kitchen. I turned the faucet on ran the dishes under the water. The glass slipped out of my hand and I couldn't catch it before it shattered on the floor.

All I could see was black. I heard a sword speeding through the air and saw the haunting red markings of his mask. "Agh!" I stumbled backwards bumping into the counter. No, don't let fear take you. I slammed my fist down in frustration, the impact helping steady my breathing. I grabbed the dust pan and scooped the shards of glass up. I can't do anything. I dumped them in the trash and left the kitchen.

"Wanna watch a movie with me, Yang?" Dad was sitting on the couch with the remote in his hand. "Sure, whatever you want to watch is fine." Maybe this will get my mind away from things. I sat down next to him as he selected a movie. "I heard a lot about this movie. It's called Lazer Team, I think you'll enjoy it." A little way into the movie I started getting cold and leaned against Dad, resting my head on him. Ever so slowly he wrapped his arm around me and all at once I was a little girl again, scared because I didn't know what to do. Quiet tears streamed down my face and I gripped tightly to his arm. He didn't say anything but pulled me closer and held me in a safe and loving embrace.

I opened my eyes and I was looking up at my ceiling. Dad must've carried me up here. Zwei was snuggled up against my side. I smiled to myself, a genuine smile. I rubbed Zwei's head. I sighed happily and went back to sleep.