"Why don't you want to come with us to the city, you are very anti-social" Ruby complains. Jet stands still with his arms crossed while Ruby is trying to pull him toward the door. Ruby stops pulling "wait have any of you guys seen Blake at all today"? "No" Yang says then Weiss, then Ruby walks to the door and turns toward Jet "Fine we will spend the weekend like normal people" Ruby leaves and the other two follow. Jet waits until the coast is clear then he goes into his backpack and pulls out a black book. He stuffs the book into his coat and leaves the dorm.

He walks up a few flights of stairs and reach's the ceiling. He opens the door and peeks to make sure there's no one out there and see's no one. He walks out to the edge and stares at the sky just seeing the end of the sun revel itself. He then goes back to the door and leans on the wall next to it, he slides down and pulls out the book from his coat and begins to read it.

He sits there for a few hours and reads feeling himself lose sight of his surroundings and being absorbed into the interesting book. He reads, chapter 14 stranded on the island of guilt, he always loved to read books about Hunters and Huntresses but he also loved to read books about tragedy and horror but he never understood why he liked them.

He felt the reason he liked to read these books was because he naturally like this but part of him disagreed on that reason. Then his mind starts to roam and remembers being picked on and called names like creepy giant and as his mind went from First grade and then onto second and so on. He heard the names get louder and worse and the bullies would hurt him more and they gave him bruises and black eyes. During those days he never wanted to hurt anyone no matter what they did.

He kept his anger bottled up inside him until one day the bottle cracked and burst. He felt something change inside of him, he felt anger flood into his head and into his heart scared by hatred. In tenth grade he beat up a kid so badly for trying to trip him, they had to take him out of school on a gurney. After that everybody avoided him his friends ran away from him yelling please don't hurt me.

Every time he would talk to someone they would flinch and run, so over time he stopped talking. He hid his face so no one can recognize him or become scared of him. He snaps out of his imagination and looks at the page Chapter 14.

"You like to read book's too?" He looks up and sees the sun setting then to the familiar voice. He sees Blake and he stands up and quickly puts the book away in his coat jacket. It misses the pocket and falls to the ground Jet goes to pick it up but it's already in Blake's hands. He goes to grab it but she moves out of the way. "The Island of the Strange, I heard it's a good book…is it?" Jet sits back down and nods his head yes. "Is this what you keep on trying to hid in your coat?" He responds with a nod.

"Why don't you talk?" she asks with a calm voice. He looks at her then back to the ground he pulls out his note pad and writes, I don't want to talk I like silence. "We both know that's not true, what is your true reason?" he writes on his note pad, it's hard to explain without talking or at least it's too long of a story. "Then tell me it with words" and she sits down next to him.

He looks at her then grabs his note pad he then goes to grab his pen and then a hand lads on his grabbing the note pad and taking it away from him. He looks at his hand then at her "speak it to me." She says in a quiet voice. He stares at her then looks to the sky; his head follows a flock of birds. He looks toward Blake and opens his mouth he hesitates and looks into her eyes. "Jet if you speak to me then I'll tell you my secret…ok." Blake said egger to hear his voice. He looks over Becon "Th-the reason, the true reason why I don't talk is because I'm… I'm afraid" Jet said in deep voice with nervousness flowing with it. Blake looks at him "Why are you afraid?" still staring over Becon "I'm afraid that I will be abandon, it has happened to me before and for the reason of me being me and for me and for changing into this." He gestures to himself.

Blake then grabs her bow and starts to untie it. Jet looks at her hands uniting the bow and watches as her cat ears stick out from her head. "You're a Faunus…is that why you were acting weird around me?" Blake also looks toward Becon "Yes… I found out who you where and avoided you…I 'm sorry". He looks at her "you shouldn't be…if I was a Faunus and I found out my team mate was a Faunus Hunter I would avoid them too." He says with a little chuckle.

"Wait your still a Faunus Hunter?" Blake quickly stands up and starts to back away. "Wait I never wanted to be a Faunus Hunter…it's just my family raised me up to be one but I always thought it was wrong." Blake stops backing away "so you don't want to kill Faunus?" Jet stands up and walks to the edge of the building "well that's not completely true…I still wish to kill the members of the White Fang that killed my family and my former team mates" Jet said with still deep but quite voice. Blake looks toward Jet "I have something else to confess" she says with hesitation "I…I was on the mission with the members that killed your family…but I was young and not strong enough to even hurt anyone, it was for training they told me." Jet turns around and looks at her, he then grabs his hood and pulls it off slowly.

"Do-do you see what your training did to me?" he points to his face where an eye should be but is replaced by a scar running diagonally across his face. "What your training did to me, it hurt me physically and mentally. I found myself hiding in my house with no to talk to every day after school" he looks at her and sees tears running down her cheeks and hit the ground and he starts to feel shame. "I know it was not your fault and you couldn't stop it from happing…and I shouldn't be blaming you for this. Tell me are you still part of the white fang?" Blake looks up at him with tears still falling from her eyes "no".

He stands there look at every drop fall from her face. He walks up to her and hugs her. When he hugs her she feels warm and safe again and then she thinks how much she misses feeling this way.

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