Author notes: I'm so sorry I didn't get around to publishing this chapter last night, to make up for it I plan on uploading two today. Back to the Yang-a-rang with these ones and her birb mother. By the way, does anyone have any ideas about what the world Salem is in will be called? Or even if it's still on Remnant? My personal headcannon is Wonder/Underland, although I know it's highly unlikely. Anyhow as per usual likes and comments are much appreciated and yeah I guess, enjoy?
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, all creditability and ownership of the following scenarios and characters goes to Rooster Teeth and Monty Oum.
Darkness. There was nothing but darkness and the searing white hot pain on every inch of her skin…She tried to scream, tried to cry, tried to release her pain somehow. She just needed to show her discomfort in any way that she could but she just couldn't breathe… The shadows… The everywhere shadows… It hurt so much. Like molten lava seeping into her very core. She just wanted to die. Then just as quickly as it begun, it was over…
Then there was light. But not the bright, white light of the sun or cleansing purification, no. This was the light of a thousand trapped souls; a deep red stained purple, glistening eternal. It reminded herself of her own eyes so much, she unconsciously began to descend into hysteria. She started giggling uncontrollably as she let herself dive forwards through the air and into oblivion. It felt like she was flying. She was finally free. Closing her eyes and swirling gracefully through the gloomy sky, for the first time ever, she felt one with herself, she felt limitlessly bound to the universe. Not even gravity could hold her back.
Everything was just so right. Everything made sense. She belonged here.
Then she felt it, an unnatural weight wrapping itself around her torso, beginning to slow her momentum. Opening enraged scarlet eyes to incinerate whatever was responsible for the break in her most content fantasy, she finally saw the sharp, brutal death that potentially faced her. The landscape below was scattered with scarred lacerations of sparkling cherry shards of what looked like diamonds. Eyes widening in shock, she could do nothing but feel the weight behind her try to pull her back up to the cloud's soft and inviting touch. However as she fell further and faster towards her demise, she once again admitted defeat as she folded her arms above her eyes and face just as she was about to hit the ground with an insurmountable force. Then, all of a sudden she felt multiple dagger's pierce the skin of her spine and tear at the residing muscle underneath. The darkness once again consuming her as she passed out from the pain.
Once regaining consciousness, Yang knew that it was night-time even before she had even opened her eyes; the air was cold and unwelcome as it bit through her thin cotton pyjamas. Slowly blinking her eyes every few seconds in order to adjust to the dimness in her environment, she noticed a shadowed figure crouched before her. "I warned you not to let go Yang. Luckily for you, I'm adept enough with dust to have healed your wounds. Next time, you won't be as fortunate." Raven spoke in a pissed off tone as she stood up and walked away from her daughter, only to then sit down against a obsidian black rock a few yards away.
Sighing against the solid yet reflective ground, Yang made a move to get up into a crouching position by pushing herself up with her one good arm before she was flawed by a sudden flare of pain from her back. "Ahh- Owe!" She spat through grit teeth before a few of her many questions demanded answers. "What happened?" "Where are we?" Raven laughed a low, malicious laugh. "You, my dear daughter, failed my first test and suffered the brief consequences of that failure" "What? What do you mean first test? That was a test?" Yang angrily demanded as she once again tried lifting herself off the floor with little success. "It was a fairly straight forward, test of obedience. I must say I'm disappointed that my own child would slip-up this early on. All you had to do was hold onto my hand through the portal but you immediately let go. Was the pain really too much for you? If it was then I was mistaken; you clearly aren't ready and I've wasted my time."
Yang's usually bright golden hair burned pure white as she stood and stormed her way over to where her mother was casually sitting, not even feeling the pain in her torso anymore. With each large stride she took, she spat out her retort with as much venom as she could muster. "I have been waiting seventeen years for you. I wasted over half of my life searching for you. You have no right to say that you have wasted your time to me" Raven sat calmly as she looked up at her child who was now standing directly in front of her, smirking at the reaction that she had wanted to arise from Yang. She knew the girl was more vulnerable to words than any form of physical attack and she planned to use this to her advantage. She wanted to break her, to completely ruin the girl before her and so she did with a few simple words. "I have wasted my time. You're a self-destructive wreck. No wonder everyone leaves you."