Chapter 7

Hey guys sorry for the long delay. I had to put up with quite something so I had no time to update. Mistakes are now taken care of and the explanation for the long lack of update is now at the end of the chapter.

Now to those who took their time to review this and the last chapter.

Ultimate Kuuga: Well, Yang has already begun to change, the Question is rather will she be completely replaced by Eagle.

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Grimm Slayer Garm: Thank you. Thank you so very much for this review. You made excellent points, all correct, which really made me look back at what i´ve wrote. I took care of everything you mentioned and I hope this is noticeable in this chapter. If you have anymore critic to this story, please tell it to me. Your review was incredible helpfull

What was once Ruby, leaving the name behind along with her non existent humanity, flew over such beautiful scenery. An inferno of unimaginable heat, caused by the Atlesian battleship crashing into the civilians housing complex then detonating in a tremendous explosion, ravaging defenders and refugees alike.

She took special glee in this atrocity, purring to the marvelous sounds filling the choking sky. The screams of the crushed yet still living victims, the cries of the ones burning, the whining of the children, coated in the remains of their mothers and fathers.

She did not intended this when she had assaulted the ships bridge, slaughtering the captain along with her entire staff, but the fact this was unintentional made it all the more delicious. Fate was just too kind sometimes.

She observed how dozens of her brethren rushed through the breach in the defenses, killing anything and everything they came across. They were accompanied by hundreds of cursed humans; these animals had been given the gift of the curse after they were captured by their masters, but managed to impress them enough to let them live.

She giggled. Well that was what the Drakid told them. In truth they had just been full already, most likely by their new toys, friends, and relatives.

But then she detected something that only livened her up more. A group of prey, huntsman, and soldiers, had reformed in defensive positions, and had some real success in holding off the cursed and the Drakid.

Fully spreading her ash wings (normally they were ash black, but they had been painted red by the bodily fluids of her prey), she went into a dive, plummeting directly into the ring of desperate defenders, splattering in all directions those who were unfortunate enough to stand in her path. The men and women around her were battle hardened veterans, and instead of screaming and running away while her sheer presence corroded their minds, they suppressed the agony and terror shooting up their spines to open fire on her.

But they could have been throwing paper arrows at her for all the good it did; of the countless lasers, dust rounds, and rockets shot at her, none of them had even the slightest chance of scratching her, let alone wounding her in any meaningful way.

Ignoring the hailstorm of projectiles and energy pelting her hide, she rose her left hand to concentrate a massive amount of the curse. It manifested as a ball of the purest darkness, which quickly expanded to form a huge scythe, whose blackness seemed to consume the light itself. The soldiers, who still continued their relentless attack, who were unable to see the futility of continuing, unable to realize that they were too weak to do anything but to DIE!

They never even saw it coming, she moved too fast for their eyes to follow. Her scythe carved through aura and armor as if neither were present, spraying blood, organs, meat, and brain matter in a marvelous shower through the air, all while she moved through the rows of troops, only visible as black flash slicing through them like they were nothing but wheat.

That was until she meet upon a lone target, who didn't die in one hit.

In surprise she recognized that her scythe was stuck halfway inside a man's torso, with him being able to halt his own demise by bring his weapon, some kind of staff covered in spikes, down in time.

"NOW SYLLYA! KILL IT!" The huntsman screamed with an irritable high pitched voice, probably a result from her halving his guts.

Turning her head around, she saw another human, a female nearing with (after the standards of lowlifes) very high speed, accelerated by what appeared to be rocket engines, while pointing a lance which also possessed rockets engines. For a moment she was fixated on the arrangement rather than the danger.

While she wondered how this kind of weapon did not also burn its owner, she transformed the scythe into a ball of spikes, impaling the first huntsman in the lungs, spleen, heart, and stomach. At the sane time, she moved her left hand to where the lance would impact, while letting go of her transformed scythe to sever the mans head from his shoulders with one curse enhanced slash of her claws.

The huntress, named Syllya, had barely time to notice this as her weapon smashed into Ruby's hand, and the momentum of her own enhanced speed forced it out of her grip as the Drakid didn't even twitch from the attack, slamming the woman against her.

She just ripped her mouth open and bit into the huntresses right side of the skull, breaking through her critically weakened aura to tear her ear off. The brutal act was enough to rip open parts of her temple, leaving the brain open to see.

The woman screamed as she tried to punch her, but Ruby easily captured her fist, and twisted the limb to such an extent that her wrist shattered. Simultaneously she wrapped her tail around the huntresses waist before pulling. Her screams rose to an insane crescendo that could be heard by everyone, even through the sounds of battle and slaughter. All the survivors turned their eyes to the huntress, crying helplessly in the Drakid's grasp.

While chewing on the remains of Syallya's ear, Ruby inserted a bit of her curse in the woman's ruined wrists, preventing them from being ripped off while increasing the force with which she pulled ever so slowly.

All fighting and combat between those who had somehow still survived ceased, and they all viewed the scene in terror -or in case of Ruby's pack- in awe.

The woman's yelling reached an insane degree, especially frightening in the ghastly silence that came over the decided battle. Ruby could faintly detect how multiple humans stormed towards her, but all the fools were intercepted and killed by her pack, their weakened defensive formation soon following them in death. Seeing that, the other soldiers and huntsman who had all rounded up in protective circles and entrapments, could only stare as the huntress's arms were ripped out of their sockets.

But even when that finally happened, Ruby was not done with her. Grabbing her at her shoulders, she infused more of the curse into the victim, denying her the mercy of either dying or falling unconscious; the nefarious power sealed the gruesome wounds shut, while only enhancing the agony and forcing her awake.

Ruby's lips widened to bestial smile as she fully opened her completely black eyes, the unsettling orbs lacking a pupil or an iris. Pulling harder and harder, the woman screams grew in a fever pitch with foam forming around her mouth.

Multiple loud cracks filled the air, and the foam around the huntresses mouth turned red as her vocal cords ruptured. Only moments later gave the lower half of Syllya gave in, and was ripped of together with several ropes of guts.

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Letting out a scream, Ruby surged up from her sleeping position. Sweat covered her entire body, from the tips of her wings to the end of her tail. She was breathing heavily, her heart hammering in her chest.

She frantically looked around, while images and memories of the dream flooded her mind. An intense feeling of sickness and dread overtook her sense, as she recalled just what she had done in her dream, and how much she had enjoyed doing them.

Especially the scene with that huntre-

Unable to finish her thought, she bowled over and threw up. What had she – WHY had she done that?! And to her rising confusion, she felt the disgust of her actions shrinking the more she thought about. Instead it was replaced with something akin to interest.

"Ruby?" Hearing her sister calling out cut through the odd sensation taking control of her, and the unseemly interest she felt over her imaginary massacre immediately turned into horror again, as she had realized she woke up her sister.

"Yang..." she mewled, barely audible. Ruby stared at the blonde's form, who arose cautiously from her bed while searching for the light switch; it was a necessity, as she lacked Ruby's excellent night vision.

She wanted nothing more than to rush over to her sister, and hug her until all memories of that horrid dream were gone and erased. But as she began to move the picture of the blonde girl before her, who had just succeeded in detecting the on switch for the light, she was swiftly surprise by the scene of the dream; where a much more mature, taller version of her feasted on a similar woman with blonde hair.

Backing away with closed eyes, she started to cry, her entire form trembling. She couldn't – could she? No that woman had looked nothing like Yang and she was named Syllya! She suddenly felt the fabric of the bed she'd been sleeping on slip away, as she reached to the end of the sheets.

Letting out surprised half choked yelp she fell back – and was abruptly halted mid fall. Opening her eyelids she saw Yang, who had jumped forward just as she had slipped, and grabbed her left hand. Pulling her up with some difficulty, Ruby was confronted with her sister's concerned eyes staring directly into her own, and maybe directly into her soul too.

"You're crying." she whispered, bringing up her free hand to wipe the tears off the smaller girl's face, her actions gentle. "Why?"

Hearing that, together with Yang's face showing nothing but concern and care for her, Ruby broke down.

"Yang…. I..Dream, .. killing… M-monst-ter..-" she stammered, slumping as she openly cried. The sense of dread she awoke with was returning; what would she think of her if she told her the details of her dream? Yang would be be terrified and frightened of her, no doubt about it. Somehow the mere though of that being the case made her more afraid and disturbed than anything in her dreams.

She froze however, as Yang pulled her in a tight embrace. Ruby froze completely, she stopped trembling, crying, even thinking. The sickening presence within her was pushed away, to be replaced by an intense warmth, one which filled her entire being from toe to tail. Despite the heat she didn't feel burned in the least.

"Shhhh." went her sister, cradling her tightly. "It's okay, it was just a dream, it's gone now and it wasn't real. That thing in your dreams, whatever it was, won't get you here." Breaking the hug, she looked at her. "And you want to know why? Because I am here. I'll protect you no matter what!"

Ruby felt a smile forcing its way to her mouth, together with an immense wave of relieve drowning away all the worry within her. Pulling her back in the embrace, she whispered a "thank you" with a voice so light that it was almost silent.

They both remained in that pose for several minutes, until Ruby had finally fully calmed down.

"Do you want to sleep with me again?" asked Yang as they separated. "I promise I won't let any nightmares to you."

Ruby shifted uneasy upon hearing the question. "Are you sure? What if I again push you out of the bed like last time? I am to big with my wings and tail, we won't have enough space in one bed." she pointed out, unsure about the suggestion. She and Yang had slept together for the past couple days, ever since they'd woken up. Unfortunately the pair had to put an end to that. Yang kept being thrown out when Ruby turned around while sleeping. They had then settled with just sleeping in the same room.

"Of course I am okay with it." Yang assured, smiling. "Now if you could help your big ol' sis with moving this bed since your strong one here, it would be really appreciated."

Giggling, Ruby slung her tail around to raise the bed up, before setting it down directly beside her own. Seeing that, Yang stood blinking for a couple of seconds, before she began to laugh as well. She switched the light off and threw herself on the makeshift double bed, patting on the place beside her, quietly demanding for Ruby to lay herself down as well.

Doing just that, Ruby remained impassive for a moment until her sister rolled around and snuggled herself against her. Sneezing a bit from all the blonde hair in her face, she shortly observed the sleeping girl before also giving in to the sleep.

Her last thoughts before shutting down was marvel over the heavenly feeling in her chest, providing her sorely needed comfort.

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Opening her eyes again, Ruby found herself still in her bedroom, but something was different. She didn't feel the usual sluggishness that accompanied waking up. But that was not the only thing.

Her hearing, her vision, her sense of smell and taste; she felt as if all were dulled, far less acute than before. She discovered to her surprise that she was wrapped in a blanket, something she'd stopped doing after her transformation.

Suddenly something to the left of her moved, causing the girl to shriek and bolt out of the bed, fully expecting some kind of monster or other terrible thing to appear.

But instead, Yang was there. A weirdly glowing Yang who was currently pulling a quite convincing gaping fish imitation as she stared at her. Giggling in relief, Ruby took the opportunity to finally tease her back.

"What're you looking at Yang? You gonna catch flies if you …" mid sentence she glanced down on herself, and began to mimic her sister's expression.

She… she…she was normal. Her belly, her feet, her arms, they all were back in their normal state. No scales, no pointy claws. Twisting her head, she looked down her backside and found both wings and tail missing. Instead there was only normal skin.

Oh, and she was also stark naked….

Crying out she jumped back into the bed and covered herself in the blanket, inadvertently pulling it from Yang away revealing her bare form as well, causing her to shriek and tighten her grip on the blanket to protect her from the cold.

Ruby, who'd gotten used to be able to overpower her big sis with her little finger in the last days, found herself uncomfortably helpless against her immodest sister…

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Yawning loudly and presenting her large, terrifying fangs to the world announced Ruby waking up. Feeling something soft beside her (maybe her pillow?) she wrapped her arms, tail and wings around the warm mass, squeezing her face against it tightly.

She didn't feel like opening her eyes, she had a wonderful dream and wanted nothing more than continue dreaming. She'd been a normal girl again with normal feet and back. No scary claws, teeth or slitted eyes.

Yang had been there too, talking and playing with her. It had been wonderful. That dream…

"It was more than a dream though, wasn't it?"

Ripping her eyes open, she separated herself from her yellow, hairy, very Yangy pillow, protectively laying her wings over her body to shield from potential attack. Ruby couldn't see anyone, and after concentrating on her ears and nose, she sensed no one beside her and her sister so who-

"It's me Rubes!" This time the message was connected with an image of Yang. Turning her head around, she looked at her sister and saw her with one eye open, smiling at her.

"Yang, ehm… did you just talk to me in my head?" she hesitantly asked, unsure if that was actually the case. To check if she was still dreaming, Ruby poked herself with one of her claws, only to wince at the pain.

"Seems so." answered the blonde, still without a single sound. "It's like in our dream."

"Wait, the you in that dream was actually you? Really?"

"Yes." The last word she finally spoke out loud, rising up to untangle herself from the smaller girl. Despite the strangeness of the situation, she seemed remarkably calm.

"So how is that possible? Us merging dreams and you now talking inside my head?" asked Ruby, deeply confused.

"I don't know" Yang told her, "but I think these developments are not as bad as some of the other changes that happened to use in the last time, do you think so?"

Ruby could only nod to that. The dream they shared wasn't unpleasant by any definition, and Yang talking to her mentally without a single peep felt more cool than weird. Especially when she thought of the horrible dream she had before that one.

Suddenly excitement shot through her body, and she bolted up straigyt. "Yang do you think that I'll be also able to do that?"

"No idea. Let's find out."

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"What's on the menu for breakfast today?"

Looking around, Yang saw her sister sitting on the specialized chair, made just for her by Taiyang. Strangely enough, for as bad as he was when it came to fixing stuff, he was very, very skilled at making something completely new. Through the hole specifically made for her tail, she had slung a powerful rope of hide and muscle around her sisters ankle.

After some experimenting, they found out they both could talk, and to some extent read each others minds. But to be able to do that, they had to touch each other. Without contact, nothing happened.

Ruby had thought they had some kind of superpower semblance, like her moms death glare, but a short test with Zwei revealed they couldn't do it with others. Or at least not with animals. Her baby sis wanted to immediately tell their dad, but she had managed to convince her to keep this a secret. A thing only for them alone, no one else could know.

"Well I have normal bread with bacon for me and a fresh chicken for you."

Ruby instantly lightened up. "With the blood and the feathers?"

"Yes, it even has still most of it's inner organs."

"Yay!"

Yang smiled upon seeing her sister's childish delight, and hastily backed away as she tore her food. In order to avoid her sandwich being splattered with blood, it was a good idea.

They both sat there eating more or less silently. She observed her sister devouring the bird raw, without really caring about the mess she was making. Bloody feathers sailed through the air, spreading all over the dining table. Yang sighed, fully aware she was the one who would have to clean up after Ruby was finished.

Cooking, cleaning, taking care of the clothing, Ruby and Zwei, all the 'Summer Jobs' had fallen on her. Not that her Dad had ordered her to do them or something like that. On the contrary, he tried to do it all by himself, something that combined with what little time he had led to him overworking himself. Not to mentioned that for all the love she had for her father, Yang couldn't deny that he was a bad cook. Like really bad. Not bad as in overcook the soup or burn the sausage bad but more bringing the cabbage pudding (it wasn't supposed to be a pudding he claimed) to life.

So she intervened and (after some failed baking) quickly became the cook of the family. She had to, since her dad was clearly not made for the job, and they couldn't just hire a maid or chef to take care of the issue for an obvious, very scaly, and constantly hungry reason.

A reason that seemed to have finished eating.

"Wow Rubes, I know you're a fast one but that was …." searching for the right word, she stared at the pitiful remians of her sisters meal, reduced to spilled blood and feathers which slowly floated to the ground, all while Ruby smiled at her with a glowing smile. "…. impressive."

"Well sis, how about you clean yourself up and than go watch a bit TV?" she suggested, glancing at the clock. "If I remember it correctly your favorite series begins in a couple of minutes. You don't want to miss it, do you?"

She laughed internally at how Ruby perked up, her eyes also razing to the clock, a look of realization dawning on her face. "Oh yeah Red vs Blue! I can't wait to see what caboose does ne- erk!"

In her excitement she had jumped up to storm towards the TV, only to fall on her face when Yang stepped on her tail.

"Young lady, you didn't just really intend to lay yourself on the couch while you're looking like that, did you?" she scolded, laying on her best stern Summer look. Despite it being nowhere near as powerful in freezing Ruby or Taiyang, it still succeeded in halting her little sister.

Said girl pouted while her big sister pulled a piece of cloth out of her dress pockets and began to wipe all blood and food leftovers from her face and chest. She just managed to clean most of her before her captive slid out of her clutches, and flashed off to the living room. Yang looked behind her with a smile, before turning around to inspect the chaos she left behind in the kitchen, and the earlier expression was replaced by a sigh.

She shoved the groan aside and went to work.

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Two hours later she allowed herself to fall down on the nearest seat. She checked her now blindingly clean environment with approval; the chicken feathers were all collected and tossed into a trash bag, every single bit of splattered blood washed away, the dishes cleaned, and their separate beds were made.

Man, I never gave mom enough credit for doing all this stuff, she thought while standing up stretching her aching back. "I would've never thought all that stuff would be such a drag to do! How did she manage to do it while also being a huntress?"

She then heard Ruby's light laugh, free from all the hardship that occurred to her a couple of weeks ago, and her aches, pains, and exhaustion disappeared instantly. It was replaced by a sensation of happiness and fulfillment.

She did not really remember what kind of dreams she had, but when she awoke she was always covered in sweat. This had been the case for the last week, which meant that she was dog-tired. Falling back on her bolstered seat she slowly closed her eyes.

"Yeah sleeping a bit will be fine."

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Yang opening her eyes again, rising from her seat. Groaning, she bent her arms a bit, only to be greeted with nothing.

"Jeez, all exhaustion and tiredness is gone." she spoke to herself, somewhat surprised. "How long did I sleep?"

Turning around she looked up to the clock to get an answer to that question.

"Seven AM?" she murmured starring at it, "That's impossible. Ruby or Zwei would've woken me... up..."

While mumbling her eyes wandered around the poorly lit room, and landed on the calendar attached to the fridge. It was wrong, it showed the date three weeks and two days ago.

Realization hit Yang like a bucket filled with ice water. The date and the time of day would be when she and Ruby had encountered the -

"Wow, you remember it. And here I thought you forgot."

Yang yelped upon hearing the voice right beside her and jumped backwards, accidentally stumbling over the seat and falling on her bum.

Before her, sitting on the table was somebody, or rather something, that looked almost exactly like Yang. With the sole exceptions of her clothing and her beautiful long black hair, the strange girl was identical to her.

"Please." said the stranger with a voice which was eerily similar to hers, just harder, colder, and filled with spite. "Do not compare me to you. I can assure you we are nothing alike."

With that Yang discovered two more differences between them. The strangers eyeballs were completely black save for her pupils, which were blood red, with dark pulsating veins that went in the centers of them together. And to that came her/it's teeth, which were much larger and sharper than those of a normal human.

Extreme unease exploded in her, forcing her to avert her gaze from the stranger. She was not ugly, on the contrary; for the fact that she looked to be around Yang's age, she was very, very pretty. Her, it's features felt just wrong, as if she or it was something that just shouldn't be.

Than she noticed something else, something that turned her unease in panic. She could hear neither Ruby's laughter nor the TV. Twisting her head to stare in the living room, she found it empty.

"Who are you? And what did you do with Ruby? Where is my si- ak!" The girls hand were at her throat in a blink of a second, cutting her question off and forcing her onto the fallen chair. Meanwhile she moved her face only millimeters before hers, the thing's calm expression exploded into anger and rage.

"WHAT I DID TO HER?!" she screamed in absolute fury, making her flinch, "HOW DARE YOU, HOW DARE YOU TO ASK THAT? "

Lifting her up and almost strangling her in the process, she stared Yang directly in the eyes. "You want to know where she is? What happened to her?" she asked with a suddenly deadly calm voice. "Fine, I'll show where she is, and what is happening to her right now!"

The world around them seemed to shift, changing completely. Yang gasped as she recognized just where she was now. They were surrounded by trees, with the forest only being divided by a small path. And on this very path a scene happened that was a common guest to Yangs dreams for the last week.

She herself slumped together against a nearby tree, barely conscious and covered in her own blood. And not ten meters away stood the creature, holding her baby sister in it's claws. It ignored her entirely, too busy forcing pure darkness into Ruby's screaming form.

Every single cell of Yang's being cried out, and she ran towards them, only to phase through the pair without the monster even noticing. Again and again she tried to stop the monster, but to no effect.

"It is futile, you can not interfere." stated the girl who brought her here, causing her to finally fall on her knees. Yang clutched her ears with both hands while tears streamed down her face, screaming. "And even if you could, with as weak as you are, it would change nothing." She said this without malice or sadistic pleasure; instead only sorrow and regret was present in her words.

Looking down on the blond girl who had curled up into trembling ball ,contempt once again appeared on her features. "You'd thought you would be allowed to forget this? Something that was completely your fault?"

Yang didn't respond, and instead tried desperately to banish the scenes occurring before her. And indeed together with the actual Yang fading into unconsciousness, the memories faded away, with Qrow fighting the creature and something of a hole or empty rift picking her up and closing her wounds.

The girl stopped her mental crackdown on Yang, and observed that whatever was in rift saving Yang's life by activating her Aura.

"Why?" the blonde girl croaked with a broken voice. "Why are you showing me this? Who are you?" the question turned around, and stared at the still crying Yang. Kneeling down she grabbed her by the chin and brought the two at an even level.

"I am doing this because you fail to understand what has happened. You don't understand what you did to your sister, so I will make you realize just how destroyed her life will be thanks to your actions." ger voice was deadly serious as she spoke.

"Ruby will forever be a Drakid, it is irreversible. She will never be able to live a normal life." Hearing that Yang's eyes widened and she set to say something, but her counterpart didn't give her the chance. "She will never have friends, colleagues or a lover. She will never fit in society, be married or have children. She won't ever fulfill her dream of becoming a huntress, to be a heroine. Regardless of her actions, she will always be feared and hated by society, not because of who she is but because of what she is now. And all of that … because of you."

Disbelief and regret marked the sun locked child as she tried to say something, but was unable to properly articulate as she realized the truth.

Seeing that the black haired girl smiled as she prepared to deliver the kill.

"So?" she asked, "Are you ready?"

The question broke Yang out of her internal crisis. "R..ready for what?" she gurgled, her voice broken up by sobs.

"Are you ready to make up for that. Are you ready to replace all those things Ruby lost and will lose with yourself? Are you ready to sacrifice all your personal joy and devote yourself to her? Are you ready to take care of her?"

Yang nodded, of course she would on which the black haired girl just smiled. "No, not like that." Letting go of her chin her hand instead strode down neck, playing with her throat. "You lost all right to have a choice in this the moment you condemned her to this fate."

Her fingers suddenly tightened, strangling her.

"What I am asking you" she choked her harder, her sharp, claw like fingernails digging into Yangs skin, "Are you able to do that?" Yang tried to push her away pummeling her fists into the other girls stomach but to no avail, "are you strong enough to protect her from dangers?" Yang attempted to wring the grip that cut her air supply off open but they were like constructs made of iron.

"Are you willing to eliminate anyone who intends her harm?" slowly the world around her faded to black, but for some reason Yang could still perfectly hear what the girl said to her. "Can you stop the darkness within her, like I did the last night?"

And with that last sentence she finally released her, allowing her to plummet on the ground gasping for air.

"To answer your last question, I am you." going a step back she inspected Yang's collapsed form. "Or what you could've been. You may call me Eagle. Eagle Branwen."

The environment around them changed once again as they returned to where they had came from. Both of them remained quiet for a couple of minutes, the silence only deterred by Yang's slowly normalizing breath.

"You're not strong enough, not hard enough." stated Eagle, more monotone than angered. Is was not an insult, it was a statement of an obvious fact.

"Yes, I'm only ten after all!" yelled Yang. The experiences of the last half hour had shaken her up, but a bit of defiance was still present.

"As am I." countered Eagle, "and I could kill you with closed eyes and one arm bound to the back." The way she spoke, without arrogance or bragging, made it clear this was also a statement of fact as well.

"And?" said Yang stubbornly, "You're not me!" These words left Yang's mouth before she could really think about them. But instead of being provoked by them Eagle only laughed. It was a cold cruel laughter, holding no joy.

Yang barely noticed how she moved, and closed her eyes in anticipation of pain. But it was no hurt that meet her, it was the warmth of a hug. Feeling Eagle embracing her, pressing her head against her own, she slowly opened her eyes, utterly surprised.

She could see directly into the girls eyes. She faintly recognized they were of exactly the same size, their hair was of equal length, their mouths, noses, ears and foreheads were precisely the same shape. Eagle's warm breath tickled over her skin, and she involuntary shuddered.

"Believe me Yang," she whispered, all the previous hostility gone, "I am you just as you are me."

"Just like you are me?" mumbled Yang, while trying to back away. Eagles wrapped one arm around her waist while the other met the back of her head.

"Yes Yang, just like you are me. Yang I do not want to hurt you. Like you I just want the best for Ruby, our sister. I can help you become strong, I can help protect Ruby. You. Just. Have. To. Accept. Me." The last words were whispered separated, especially circulated.

"Accept me, let me become you and Ruby, our sister will be safe."

"I … just have to accept you?" repeated the blonde girl, equally quiet. Quiet and insecure. "B-but you did hurt me." The doubt in her words were clearly audible. But it was also obvious that that doubt in itself was fractured.

"Yes." she answered, while stroking and twirling the hair on her head. "Because I was angry, I thought that you forgot about Ruby. Because I wanted to make clear what challenges await us. Our sister needs us, she will have no one but us." Pulling the hair she was playing with she showed it Yang. The tips were black and the darkness slowly moved up overtaking more and more of the previous blond. Yang could also feel her vision and hearing began to change, how they became preciser, stronger. "See, your already accepting me. Soon we will be able to care for our beloved sister."

That last sentence cut the strings. Panic shot through Yang and she pushed the Eagle away from her. Surprisingly this worked, as her other half allowed herself to be shoved back without resistance, the surprise clearly visible on her face.

"No!" screamed Yang, "I don't want that!"

The formerly so peaceful and calming image gave way to a snarling grimace. "Fine!" she yelled. "Your only delaying the inevitable! Sooner or later we will become one and if only to protect her!"

With these words everything started to warp, to change.

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Pain exploded around Yang's forehead as it collided with something hard. Groaning a bit she stood up, trying to recognize her surroundings. She was somewhere dark, a room without any light, and yet for some reason she could still faintly see what was around her.

"Am I still dreaming?" she asked herself, "Or what kind of dream was that? What that girl did, it had hurt yet once shouldn't be able to feel pain in dreams. And what she said..." she shuddered. "Could that really be true? Am I responsible for Ruby's condition?"

Her vision had adapted just enough to see she was in the basement of their house, to be exact where she had found the letter with team STRQ. And one of the big boxes which stood around was opened, and something very special was inside of it.

"Is that a sword?" thought Yang as she reached out towards it. It was a strange one, a katana if she was correct. "That must have belonged to my real mother."

She hesitated for a moment, her fingers only centimeters away from the sword. Should she really pick it up? She knew that her mother had used such a weapon, maybe, just maybe she was able to use a katana as well?

Images jumped into her head. Pictures of how useless she was when the Drakid had attacked them. Stepping forward she grabbed the weapon, and carefully lifted it out of the box. The suspense she felt was gone, as well as any doubt about her decision. Holding this weapon was the right decision.

She didn't notice a tiny bit of her golden mane, just a couple of strands, turning black, and the minuscule red dot in her pupil expanded a bit.

AN: So here is the explanation why it took me so long to update. Essentially a lot of stuff happened in the last months making my life a bit of a mess. Adding to that recently a relative of mine past away, which did not really put me in the mood to write. And before that I had the pleasant surprise of finding the Berserk manga for me and anyone who knows the berserk knows that he is quite time consuming. On the bright side I got several ideas for this story from it.