Welcome back everyone, I hope you've been enjoying the story so far, it's been great to write for. It's Blake's turn now and with what happened after Volumes 3 and 4, this should be interesting.
Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY or any of the characters, they are owned by Rooster Teeth.
It had been a long day, thankfully, all had remained quiet that night in Menagerie.
The serene nature of the island seemed to overtake the atmosphere.
Walking alone that night was none other than Blake.
She needed time alone before it would all begin, before her mission to take back the White Fang.
They had aided in the destruction of Beacon, they had caused misery and death wherever they had roamed and now, it was time to set things right.
Blake's entire life had revolved around the group, whether she be part of it or not, supporting them in her early years, aiding them in their operations, leaving them, fighting against them and most of all, them bringing harm to the people she had cared for the most.
"Whatever it takes." Blake thought hesitantly.
She knew she would have to face Adam again, but this time, there would be no stopping, she only wished for peace, unfortunately, peace with him was not an option.
Blake had reached the beach, digging her toes into the sand and the waves washed ashore, the water reaching her ankles.
Blake yawned from the calming environment, all the time she had spent here, she had forgotten how beautiful her village was.
She stared out to the sea, wondering about the others.
Her thoughts were interrupted when everything suddenly changed.
The moonlight's tone had shifted to a red, covering the entire village in its disturbing albeit alluring light.
Her mood had changed to one more nervous but still remained somewhat calm overall, almost like surprise but still knowing there was no threat around.
Still, it was obvious the massive change would peak her curiosity, a rare act of nature that remained unanswered.
"Okay, this is strange, even by our standards." Blake thought.
Blake did what she could to move, removing her feet from the sand and made her way to the ocean, splashing water in her face to calm herself down a bit.
As she moved her hands away, she saw her reflection.
Of course it was herself staring back up at her, but something seemed off, she looked a bit older, more calm and collected.
Her reflection soon parted as the movement of the waves picked up speed, however they would slow down and stop just a second later, revealing another image.
In the waves was the older version of Blake, standing before a crowd of Faunus.
It was them, the White Fang.
Blake marveled at the sight, it was her, leading them.
The older Blake seemed to be speaking from a podium on stage, the crowd of Faunus cheering as she spoke.
Suddenly, someone joined her, walking on stage, was a white haired girl, she hugged Blake then shook her hand as people took photos, before they both signed a sheet of paper, a new Faunus equality treaty.
"Weiss?" Blake thought.
The image slowly started to dissipate, leaving Blake astonished at what she had just witnessed.
Blake waded out of the water, trying to process what she'd seen in her mind.
"The stress is just starting to get to me, I do have a huge responsibility on my shoulders." Blake reasoned.
"Blake?" Someone called out.
Blake turned, her eyes going wide at who she saw.
Down along the shore of the beach, was Yang.
"Or maybe I'm just going crazy." Blake thought.
She couldn't believe it, In fact, she didn't.
"It has to be another illusion." Blake thought.
That's when her thoughts seemed to be confirmed when she noticed what had surrounded Yang.
Around Yang, the beach seemed to have ended, instead, Yang seemed to be standing in a forest trail, her motorcycle right next to her.
Still, it didn't stop Blake from breaking down, she fell to her knees and just let the tears out.
She could hear the soft footsteps coming closer and closer, until finally the blond stood before her.
Blake had prepared for this moment and even then, she was still terrified.
She winced, looking away, waiting for the worst.
That's when it happened.
The next thing she knew, she was being lifted back onto her feet by Yang, Yang's eyes being covered by her hair.
Blake remained silent, awaiting what was to happen.
Yang wrapped the arm she hadn't lost around her, pulling her in closer.
"Yang." Blake said.
Just like that, Yang had pulled her in closer, bringing her in for a kiss.
Blake's eyes remained open from the shock initial shock, but as the kiss went on, they slowly started to shut.
Different thoughts raged in Blake's mind.
"What's going on?"
"Is this really Yang?"
"This has to be an illusion."
"Still, if it is, from what I saw earlier…is this…what I want?"
Yang broke the kiss, still leaving her arm around Blake, now wrapping her other arm around her to bring her into her embrace.
Blake returned the gesture, saying the words she had wanted to for so long.
"I'm sorry." She said.
She could hear Yang let out a little chuckle before she had replied.
"I know." Yang whispered.
Blake smiled, she had been forgiven.
The red moonlight began to fade and with that, so did Yang.
"Wait!" Blake called.
But it didn't help, Yang was gone.
The next thing she knew, she was waking up, jolting up with a gasp.
"Where am I?" She thought.
Blake looked around, realizing she was still on the beach, laying down in the sand, the night still serene as ever with the moonlight still glistening with it's normal glow.
Blake sighed.
"It was just a dream." Blake thought.
She could still feel the sensation on her lips from the kiss.
Blake blushed, the smile returning to her face from the memory.
"It may not have been real, but now, I know how I feel for her, one day, I will achieve my goal of equality, one day, I will be forgiven and one day, she'll know my true feelings." Blake vowed.
Blake stood there, looking out to the ocean once more.
"I will promise myself to you…Yang."