No Weiss for the last chapter…so I'll give you Weiss in this chapter!
Warning: Language.
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"Alright…I can do this."
Yang took a deep breath before turning the door knob.
She could do this. She could step out of her room. But what if…what if they were so fed up with her they didn't want to see her anymore?
Her hand was shaking as she gripped the wooden door knob. She gulped and closed her eyes, teeth clenching tightly as she tried to fend off the uncertainty in her brain.
"Need some help, little dragon?"
She flinched and her eyes shot opened wide; her grip on the door knob had loosened and whoever was on the other side of the door had helped her opened it.
"Hey."
"Blake…"
"Don't hesitate. We're all waiting for you out there." Blake smiled but there were tears in her eyes, "Welcome back."
Yang sniffed and dashed forward to hug her best friend while mumbling apologies in her ears. Blake then broke the contact as she led the blonde to the living room where everyone was sitting there, waiting for her arrival.
Ruby's eyes practically shone like a diamond before she broke out in a cry and leaped straight into her sister's arm. Yang kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back gently while looking at the others.
"Dad…Blake…Ruby…I'm really sorry."
Taiyang just shook his head while Qrow gave her a smirk.
"We're family Yang. It's our duty to look after you when you're in your hardest time." Ruby said as the blonde released her.
"Alright, come have a taste of this soup kiddo. It's your favorite wintertime tomato soup." Qrow opened the lid of the pot and revealed the steaming soup inside.
Yang had taken the chance the let Ruby feed her as she wasn't good with her left hand. The latter happily obliged and the whole room was once again filled with laughter.
They were enjoying themselves talking about funny things like how the world class model Prryha Nikos had fell in love with that clumsy intern boy Jaune Arc when Qrow's cell phone rang, startling all of them. He excused himself from the conversation and headed towards the kitchen to pick it up.
A short moment later he came back with a satisfied smirk on his face.
"Ah, you said you have something to show me, Qrow. What is it?" Yang turned to the man.
"He just called." Qrow shrugged and fell onto the couch, his head landed on Taiyang's lap, resulting a 'hey!' from him, "He said the surgery is ready."
"Surgery? What surgery? Is everything okay?" Ruby looked at her uncle in concern.
Qrow just waved his hand and laughed, "No no, it's not me. It's firecracker."
"Huh?" The three girls said in unison.
"I heard the man got away after running you over, so I used some special…privilege as an FBI to go confront him. Got him to agree to pay for your prosthetic arm surgery." Qrow smirked, "You want it?"
Yang gasped.
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The prosthetic arm was white and gold in color and it was made of titanium. It had a robotic look and various functions along with some multi-colored wires. The surgery was to connect these wires to the nerves of the arm connecting to the brain to enable Yang to give command directly to move it.
It was a huge surgery and after they were done, Yang was more than happy; although she needed about a week time to get used to the prosthetic arm. She heard it was the best model in the world that only the rich could afford.
She deserved this. Qrow told her it was Walter Schnee that had run her over and the man definitely had more than enough for a robot arm like this. At first she was kind of unhappy because she couldn't feel things with the robot arm, but eventually had got used to it.
It was spring already when Qrow introduced her to parkour. The man said it was like leaping over obstacles and it could help her from recovering and regaining confidence so Yang had agreed to learn – and that was the best decision she had made in her life.
His superior, Agent Ozpin had worked some magic and let the man had a week off from work. He spent the entire week teaching Yang all kinds of parkour trick, from the basic parkour roll to the flashy corkscrew. Ruby and Blake had took part when they saw Yang enjoying herself and although Blake was naturally gifted with extreme agility and precision, Ruby was poor at it. She could only master the safety roll – anything beyond that often resulted her ending up in small injuries. Blake suggested crafting weapons and that she would keep Ruby accompanied, in which the latter had happily agreed.
Yang stood on a piece of huge rock near the river, looking at the flowers that had bloomed wonderfully in the wood. She closed her eyes and breathed in the scent – she could smell roses and sunflowers. It felt so calm and peaceful; her uncle told her that seasons changed, much like her recovery from the accident.
"After winter comes spring, after pain comes joy."
Yang would never forget what her uncle said to her that day.
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Ruby had accidentally injured herself when she was trying to make a scythe which she named 'Crescent Rose' in her work place. She had happily told Yang she wanted to make their job to get the firewood easier because axe wasn't really a good option and both girls absolutely didn't want to use a chainsaw. And thus the little red had come up with a solution – scythe.
According to her calculation, the scythe contained a spring system which would allow extra momentum to make the tree cutting easier. Plus, the scythe had two pieces of reinforced extra sharp blades that were adjustable and would make the cutting cleaner and faster.
However, she was too happy that she forgot to take some precaution and accidentally burnt her hand. Yang had dashed into the workshop and took her sister to the hospital on her motocross although her sister insisted that it wasn't that bad.
But it was that bad. Ruby had to be hospitalized for two days because aside from the burning, the tools had hit her and her hand bone had fractured a little.
The brunette looked at her sister sitting on the chair beside her. She knew the blonde was blaming herself for not taking extra care of her little sister – she was always like this, blaming herself of carelessness whenever something happened to Ruby. But Ruby knew it wasn't her sister's fault, for it was Ruby who had forgotten to take precaution before starting to work.
"Yang."
"I'm so sorry Rubes."
"It's not your fault."
"It so is."
"No it isn't. Stop blaming yourself Yang."
Yang bit her lips and turned around, her back facing Ruby. She wanted to just stomp out of the room and kill herself.
"Yang, I'm alright. See, I'm all good. It's no big deal really."
Yang sighed. She tried to suppress her frustration and turned around again, facing Ruby who now had a sheepish smile on her face.
"You stubborn gi-"
She stopped talking when she saw a child, approximately five to seven year old, being led by a man in white to the bed opposite of Ruby. The man was smiling kindly to the child and a crew of people with video camera and microphones and various equipment were following them.
The little girl was being carried onto the bed and Yang noticed her right arm was missing. A woman in pink skirt then came in and was surprised to see the man as she shouted, "Oh Dust! Mr. Schnee, thank you so much for donating to let Amber get a prosthetic arm!"
Yang's heart sank.
Schnee…the man who made her life a mess and ended her boxing career. She felt anger but it faded quickly when she saw the little girl laughing and thanking the man.
Maybe people do change.
Letting out a heavy sigh she decided to turn back to Ruby, but the man had chosen this time to turn to the door and both of them shared three seconds of eye contact.
And then Yang saw it.
The man, Walter Schnee didn't recognize Yang – in fact he had a disgusted look in his face as he dusted his coat on the places that Amber had touched before. She heard him whispered 'Broadcast the tape to the world' to a man beside him and the latter nodded. He had no sense of guilt at all and he didn't even recognize the girl that he ruined two years ago. And he was disgusted by a child who had the same condition with her.
Yang Xiao Long had never been this angry before. She wanted this man to pay for what he had done. She wanted him to taste despair for putting her and her family through hell, for causing her to lose one of the things that she treasured the most in the world.
He freaking ran her over on the day before Summer's birthday even when she freaking slowed down to avoid potential accident. He didn't even visit her and apologize to her. He was arrogant enough to just cover up all the fees and gift her an arm without even recognizing the victim he hit with his fucking car. He even got away with the charge of irresponsible driving – all because of his money.
That isn't how you treat people…that isn't how you're supposed to be. You should fucking apologize to people instead of burying them in all those dirty money you possess.
She was so angry.
She must make him pay for his own behavior.
What was the best way to make him pay? To let him taste what the ex-boxer had gone through of course – losing your most precious thing.
She knew Walter Schnee had two daughters and she knew the elder one wasn't home often, so her target was the younger Schnee.
"Yang?"
Ruby's voice had snapped her out of her chain of thoughts.
"Yeah?"
"Are you alright?"
"I'm alright Rubes. Now rest well, I gotta go. Visit time's almost over."
"Sure~Umm…Yang?" Ruby paused for a moment before extending both her hands, "Can I get a hug before you go?"
Yang smiled and hugged her sister. She could sense her smiling although she couldn't see her face. For a moment her anger had subsided, so she proceeded to rub Ruby's back – and the hand she used just happened to be the prosthetic one.
I…I can't feel her. Damn it…what's the use of this stupid steel arm? I can never fucking feel things with it!
Her grip tightened subconsciously and it had resulted an 'ugh' from her little sister.
"Yang…need…to…breathe…"
She 'ah'-ed and released her sister then walked out of the room after mumbling several apologies.
Rubes' in hospital, now I just have to wait for dad to fall asleep…then I'll go fucking kill the heiress…that Weiss Schnee.
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She wasn't really going to do it.
She wasn't really going to kill her because deep down she knew it wasn't worth it.
But she intended to do something tonight to the daughter of that animal and giving her a nice threat and stab on the shoulder should do the work.
She would love to see that heiress' face when she told her she would kill her. She could imagine it now…the face of horror and pleading, begging for her to not kill her.
She could see Walter Schnee's face upon seeing her daughter covered in blood. Yeah, taste it you fucking piece of shit, taste the despair of something precious to you being humiliated and hurt.
However, her attempt failed, because this Weiss Schnee was just as wounded as Yang was.
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There you go, I've given you Weiss in this chapter. A mention of her name.
I'm not even sorry. Hehe.
Anyway this chapter is to further explain Yang's behavior in chapter one. I hope you enjoy it!
