Chapter 7

Yang could feel Jaune's eyes on her. It didn't surprise her that her friend had yet to turn them away.

If Jaune was as fucked up as me, I wouldn't let him out of my sight, the blonde thought sourly.

Roman said that there was only one town between them and their destination. Then Yang could go back to her wandering.

Did the brawler really want that?

Her vision lingered on Jaune, who walked behind her. Their eyes met, and he did not look away.

"Yang?" he frowned, thinking something was wrong.

"Nothing," the woman replied. Turning around, Yang set her eyes straight and didn't glance back again.

Coward, she sneered.

"Uh, bad news, people," Roman said. His voice hitched an octave higher.

Yang would've mocked him for it, but the Knights stepping out of the buildings said otherwise.

"Backtracking might be a good idea," Jaune grunted, readying his blade. Neo had her umbrella ready, nodding along with Jaune.

Ten Knights became twenty, and twenty became thirty. The alabaster once-protectors poured out of every nook and cranny.

"How did you miss this?" Yang nearly shouted at Roman.

"Just run!" he screamed, turning and booking it into a skyscraper.

"Where are you going?" Yang cried. "They'll catch us in there!" Nevertheless, she followed the orange haired criminal.

"He's going for the roof," Jaune said, holding up his shield to block a gunshot. He covered Yang and Neo as they scrambled into the building. As soon as they were inside, Jaune dashed after them.

Roman found the stairs easily enough, and began to scale them. Yang and Neo caught up with him as Jaune brought up the rear.

At the fifth floor, they encountered trouble. Roman, who was only a few feet in front of Yang and Neo, fell through the stairs. He crumpled to the floor, exposed for the advancing Knights to see.

If Neo could cry out, she no doubt would have. With loyalty Yang didn't expect her to possess, she jumped through the hole after Roman.

The short woman tried to help her friend out of the rubble that pinned him to the floor. She looked up and met Yang's eyes. Gesturing, she mouthed, 'Go!'

Not questioning her, Yang hopped the gap. Jaune followed suit, and the two continued towards the roof.

The lack of gunshots would have bothered Yang had she been paying attention. Surely the Knights had killed Roman and Neo without a doubt. There was no reason to cast any thought to the criminals.

The clanking of the Knights' feet grew closer. The two humans had begun to tire, while the machines were tethered by no such limitations.

"There!" Yang exclaimed, seeing the light through the door to the roof. She burst through, and met the open air.

Jaune came up behind her, and slammed the door. He shoved his sword between the ground and the handle. He stuck his shield to further brace against the Knights.

"Now what?" Jaune shouted as the banging on the door began.

"I don't know!" she snapped. "This wasn't my damn idea!"

The two backed themselves into the corner of the roof. Clinging to each other, both looked off the roof.

It would be a long fall.

Jaune's shield fell over by the door. The sword came down soon after. A Knight kicked the door off its hinges. It clattered to ground with a boom.

Jaune and Yang locked eyes. "Together," they said in unison.

The pair leaned back, as if falling into bed. Air picked up as the fell backwards.

Yang opened her eyes for a moment to see the roof growing further away. Looking at Jaune, the brawler smiled.

Both blondes closed their eyes.

And there was a shatter.


"He'll kick you aside once he's had his fill of you," she said matter-of-factly.

"You're wrong," Yang replied. "Besides, it doesn't matter anymore."

"Oh?" she laughed.

"I'm dead."

"Welcome to hell, then. We can keep each other company," hissed the woman behind Yang.

"You have no power over me," Yang said. She did not believe the words.

"Watch me," snarled the woman, breathing on Yang's neck. Her arms snaked around the brawler, one hand drifting between Yang's legs while the other rested on her breast.

Both hands attacked. Yang screamed.

"You're mine."


"C'mon, blondies. Up and at 'em." Roman's grin did most of the talking.

Yang blinked. "How…"

"Little Neo's semblance. Did you forget?" Roman laughed. "She can teleport like that." He snapped his fingers.

The brawler turned to the short woman. Maniacally smirking, she bowed.

"Even us bad guys can be good sometimes," Roman said. He wrinkled his nose. "That was sappy. Gross. Pretend I never said that."

Yang fell onto her back next to Jaune. She closed her eyes, and breathed.

Roman chuckled as he saw the brawler close her eyes. He turned to Neo, "Do you think she knows why the Knights ignored us and went for them?"

Neo shrugged. Roman nodded, "It was like we didn't even exist."


Author Notes: Thanks for all the views, people! I love all the attention this little story is getting!

In the next day or so, I'll be going back and editing the grammar in the previous chapters. And this chapter.