So at this point I feel it is appropriate to state that this is where my story and timeline diverge from the canonical RWBY story and timeline. I will be working around the story and volume as it releases and will follow it to an extent but it is still my own story. Anyway here's the newest chapter.

"Come on!" I shouted, dodging another clawed swipe. The Beowolves were fast, and every time they attacked I had less and less time to dodge. I can't do anything against them right now. I just hope Blake gets back in time. I picked up a potted plant and lobbed it at the nearest Beowolf, the pot shattering on its head. It stood on its back legs and let loose a loud thundering howl. Come on Klyde, you had to have heard that one. I kept running, trying to keep their attention but staying just far enough ahead of them. I jumped over one of the produce stands in the middle of town and ducked behind it, a Beowolf crashing into a moment later. The other two jumped over the stand, turning to face me. The one I hit with the plant howled again, signaling the other two to attack. I rolled under the one coming right at me, narrowly avoiding a claw. I came up on my feet but didn't have time to react as the third Beowolf slashed me across the chest, not breaking my aura but leaving long jagged marks in my borrowed shirt. "Hey, I'm only borrowing this!" I shouted angrily. A loud retort rang out through the air, the Beowolf that just attacked me dropping dead.

"Miss Yang, come over here!" "Yang, come on. It's dangerous!" Klyde and Blake were running up one the road to my left. "Now, Miss Yang!" Another loud retort rang out, hitting the Alpha in the arm but barely making it flinch. I ran over to them, Klyde firing off a few more rounds to keep the Beowolves at bay. I got behind Klyde, and turned to Blake, my arm and Ember Celica in her arms. I rolled up the right sleeve and had Blake help me get arm set into place. She slid Ember Celica onto my wrists, "Now go get 'em!" I activated Ember Celica and stood next to Klyde. "Can that weapon fight in close combat?" I quickly studied Klyde's weapon. It looked like a crossbow but from the sound of the shots my guess was it fired actual shells instead of arrows. "No." he twisted the grip of the crossbow, the bulky weapon folding and contracting much like I'd seen Crescent Rose do many a time. He handed the deactivated weapon to Blake and grabbed the much larger one that was still on his back. With one hand he swung a massive sword over his head and brought it down in front of him. "This one however, likes to get up close and personal." He flicked his thumb over the handle, a fierce orange glow coating the edge of the blade.

"I'll take the Alpha!" I fired off a shot, blasting the larger Beowolf in the face. It shook off the blast and growled at me. I walked towards it as the Alpha charged. I brought its large clawed paw down in an arcing motion. I grabbed its arm and used its own momentum to flip it up and over me, slamming it into the ground. I kept a hold of its arm with my left hand and brought my right fist straight down on its arm, a loud cracking sound filling my ears. I jumped back as it swiped at me with its uninjured arm. It rolled over and stood, its left arm hanging limply at its side. It charged again, this time throwing its whole weight at me. It landed on top of me snarling and snapping at my face. "Yang!" I held up my right arm, the Beowolf clamping down on it. I swung with my free hand, delivering a flurry of punches to the side of its face and neck, blasting it with Ember Celica each time. "How's it taste!" I shouted out, my ears ringing from the multiple blasts of Ember Celica. Another hard punch and the Alpha let go, tumbling off me. The red glow in its eyes faded and it melted into black mist. Blake ran over and helped me off the ground, still clutching Kylde's weapon close to her chest. "You're quiet the feisty one." Two halves of the last Beowolf were melting away as Klyde walked over to us. "Now," his tone got serious, "what were you two doing out at night?"

"It's my fault," I spoke up, "I needed some fresh air and brought Blake along with me. Don't be mad at her." He sighed, his posture relaxing. "I'm glad you're both okay, but what were you thinking going out without your weapon in the middle of the night? It's dangerous, more so now then it use to be. Blake could've gotten hurt or worse because you were unprepared!" I stared at the ground, ashamed with myself. He was right, I didn't think about anything but myself. "Don't yell at her. She was feeling sick and needed some fresh air, it's not her fault!" I listened to them argue back and forth. "She put you in danger!" "She protected me!" Damnit Yang, now they're arguing because of you. "Just… just stop. Let's just go back and get to sleep." I turned and started walking to the house, Blake following shortly after. I got to the porch and waited for her before opening the door and trudging upstairs. I tossed Ember Celica on the dresser and laid on the ground covering myself with the blankets. I heard Blake enter the room and lay on her bed. "Yang?" I didn't move, I didn't respond, I couldn't. Klyde was right and I put Blake in danger. I was so upset with myself. Way to go hotshot, you almost got someone killed because you can't get a grip on your own emotions. I heard her sigh after a few moments, "Goodnight Yang."

"Damn we just can't win, can we?" I opened my eyes and I was sitting at the kitchen table back home, my inner-self sitting across from me. "What were we thinking?" I asked her. She sighed leaning back in her chair. "We weren't, that's the problem. A truth bomb was thrown in our face and we couldn't handle it." She was right, she was always right. "I know it's pointless to ask but what should I do?" She looked at me and shrugged, "What can we do? Ruby is still out there, and we need to find her." I sighed and rested my forehead on the table, "That's not what I meant." I heard her laugh, "Yeah I know, I don't have an answer on the emotions problem, mainly because you don't have an answer but that's beside the point. You need to figure out what you want first, but either way we need to continue moving forward. We can't let this little hiccup slow us down." I lifted my head and smiled. "Yeah, I guess you're right, how do you always know what to say?" She smiled this time and laughed. "Well I'm basically your inner voice of reason personified soooooo…" I laughed and stood up from the table, she did the same, mirroring my movements. We closed the distance between us and hugged, "We're gonna be fine Yang, just keep believing in yourself." We broke off the hug, "See you later." I said, turning away from the table. "We should probably apologize to Blake." I heard her say, right before everything faded.

I groaned as I woke up, my face resting on my prosthetic. Not as uncomfortable as I thought it'd be. I noted as I rolled into a sitting position. I looked around, Blake wasn't in her bed and sunlight was pouring in through the window. I stood up and stretched, tilting my head side to side, cracking my neck and sending shivers down my spine. I grabbed the blankets and folded them up, setting them on the foot of Blake's bed. I looked in the mirror and swore to myself, the shirt had four long slash marks on it. Crap, I can't go downstairs like this. Footsteps alerted me to someone coming down the hall, "Yang are you awake?" I sighed in relief at the sound of Blake's voice. "Yeah I'm awake." She stood in the doorway, my clothes neatly folded and sitting in her hands. "Sorry about the shirt." I said, holding it out so she could see the claw marks. "They didn't cut you, did they?!" she asked slightly panicked. "No, they only got the shirt, my aura protected me." I grabbed my clothes from her. "You can go ahead and shower if you want, you were the last one to wake up so it's available." I laughed, "Gee, thanks for letting me sleep in." I walked down to the bathroom and closed the door behind me.

I got a steady stream of warm water going for my shower. I was covered in even more dirt from my little scuffle last night and the water rolling off me was a muddy brown color. I took extra time to make sure my hair was thoroughly clear of any and all dirt before turning the water off. I examined myself in the mirror, the figure staring back completely different from the one present in the mirror last night, my hair bright and vibrant and even the color in my eyes looked sharper. I toweled off and slipped into my shirt and shorts, the flowery scent of the laundry detergent flowing off my freshly cleaned clothes. I folded the sweatpants and ruined shirt before leaving the bathroom.

I softly walked back to Blake's room, trying to think of a way to apologize for last night. I looked up and she was standing in the doorway, watching me. I handed her clothes back to her, "I… I'm sorry about the shirt." She smiled and took them from me. "Don't worry about, it looks cooler that way." She tucked the clothes into her dresser and grabbed the pillow and blankets I left on her bed. "I want to apologize… for last night. Klyde was right when he said I put you in danger. I wasn't prepared, and you could've gotten hurt because of me." She looked at me, her expression serious. "You don't need to apologize, you asked if I wanted to come along and I chose to. If anything, I put us in danger for not stopping, or for not suggesting that you take your weapon." She tucked the pillows into her closet and grabbed Ember Celica from her dresser, holding them out to me. "Everything turned out okay in the end, so who cares?" I took Ember Celica and slid them on my wrists. "I care, I couldn't handle my emotions and you could've gotten hurt." She suddenly grabbed me and pulled me close, her arms wrapping around me. "Yang, don't get hung up about it. You're fine and I'm fine, everything is okay."

She let me go and I sighed. "I guess you're right." She grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the room, "Come on, breakfast should almost be done." I followed her down stairs and into the kitchen, the smell and sizzle of cooking food permeating the air. "Good morning Yang." Laura greeted as we walked into the kitchen. "Good morning." I sat down at the table in the dining room, my stomach growling loudly. "You sound hungry." Cyrus commented, sitting at the table next to me. I smiled, "Yeah a little bit, the food smells great too." Laura laughed from the kitchen, "It's about time someone appreciated my cooking. You're okay with vegetables, right Yang?" She looked back to the dining table and I nodded. "Sure, that's fine." Cyrus pulled out a scroll and started glancing through it. "Your scrolls work?" He snorted, amused at my question, "Hardly, they can get us short communication and news updates, that's all." He dropped the scroll onto the table as plates of food were slid in front of us. "Thanks Laura." I grabbed the fork and bit into the vegetables, not as good as bacon but food is food.

"So… where will you be going?" I looked up from my plate at Blake. I twisted the fork around in my hand, not entirely sure. I'd taken this route because Darwin had told me there were bandits this way, and that meant… Mom. But I also needed to get to Haven and find Ruby. "I guess Haven Academy, that's where my sister was headed." I stabbed a few more vegetables with my fork. "Schools not even in session, why would she be headed there?" I shook my head, "I don't know exactly but, our uncle told her something after the Fall of Beacon. Both left shortly after that." I sighed setting my fork down. "God sometimes… it's just so exhausting. I never feel like I can catch a break." I heard Blake laugh and looked at her. "Sorry," she said in between her giggles, "But that doesn't sound exhausting to me. That sounds exciting, exhausting is sitting around all day in a village that never changes. Wake up, eat, work, sleep, repeat… that's exhausting." I picked up my fork and munched on more of the vegetables, I guess she had a point. "Blake isn't wrong Yang. Even Laura would agree with me when I say that what we do can get exhausting. You're living a life that I'm sure a lot of people would trade their ordinary one for." I set the fork on the empty plate in front of me. "Cyrus is right, a repetitive village life can get exhausting sometimes. Klyde tells us stories all the time of his travels and the monsters he's faced, fantastic tales." I thought about Klyde, how he acted last night, because of me.

Everyone else finished eating and Laura collected all the plates. I glanced at the clock, it was nearly 11:00, I needed to get moving. "Time to go?" Cyrus brushed past me as I stared at the clock. "Yeah, I think so. I still have a lot of ground to cover." He laughed, "Well don't let us hold you up. You've got family to find." I zipped my boots up and shook Cyrus' hand. "Thanks for everything." He nodded and directed me to the kitchen where Laura and Blake were washing dishes. "Laura, Blake, it's about time for me to get going. I wanted to say goodbye." Laura pulled me into a light hug. "It was a pleasure to meet you Yang, if you ever find yourself around again, feel free to stop in." I nodded and turned to Blake, breaking the hug. I pulled her close, giving her a tight warm hug. "Thanks for being my friend when I really needed one." I was kind of sad, this fantastic kind family opened their home to me, but now I had to leave. I stepped back, looking at Blake. A few tears were running down her face, but she was smiling, a genuinely happy smile. "Thank you too Yang, for everything. When you get your team together again come visit, I'd like to meet them." I nodded and grabbed my jacket from the coat rack. "Goodbye, I really appreciate everything that you all have done for me." I opened the door and stepped out on the porch. I noticed Klyde standing next to Bumblebee and I sighed. Great, here we go. I walked down the steps and stood, facing Klyde.

"Miss Yang, I… I want to apologize for last night." It took me by surprise, I thought I would be the one apologizing today. "Sometimes I forget what it was like to be your age. I got unnecessarily angry with you when it was myself that I was angry with. I shouldn't have let those Beowolves get anywhere near the village to begin with. I-" I waved a hand in front of me, cutting him off. "No, you were right. I really didn't think last night, and I made a mistake. But it's like Blake was telling me earlier, nobody got hurt so everything turned out okay." I stuck out my hand and he shook it. "I know I've got a long way to go before I can call myself a Huntress, but I guess that's part of the reason I'm on this journey. Take care Klyde, look after Blake for me." I put my gloves on and climbed onto Bumblebee. "You too Miss Yang, take care of yourself." I nodded and started Bumblebee, revving the engine. I gripped the throttle tightly and rode away from the village, back on track towards Haven.


I had to slow down as the rain started, making the road slick and dangerous. Dark clouds rolled in about an hour ago and the distant sound of thunder told me that the rain wasn't far behind, and sure enough here it is now. The rain pounded down through the trees, drenching me through my clothes. The rain just kept coming down, harder and harder, limiting my field of vision. A large shadow became visible through the rain and as I got closer I realized it was a large tree, the branches reaching out over the road. I slowed down as I got close and pulled off the road, deciding to try and wait the rain out. I rolled Bumblebee up under the tree and stood it up. Water rolled off me in streams, my clothes a couple pounds heavier thanks to the rain. I peeled my jacket, shirt, and shorts off wringing the water from them. I pulled my shorts back on but laid my shirt and jacket out on Bumblebee. I felt weird with just my shorts and bra on, but I doubted anyone else was going to come by any time soon, at least not while the rain is still coming down. I sat at the base of the tree, leaning back against it, listening to the rain and thunder. I grabbed my shirt from Bumblebee, it was still damp, but water wasn't dripping from it anymore. I put it on, the wet cloth sticking to my skin.

A bright flash of lightning ripped across the sky, almost like it was tearing the clouds apart. The loud rumble of thunder followed a second later, a loud boom that reverberated through my body. A cold shiver ran down my spine and the hair on the back of my neck stood on end. I felt a long cold object press to my throat, and strong rough hands restrain my own. "Don't move and don't scream." I relaxed so the tension in my arms wasn't hurting me. "What do you want, I don't have any money." I felt the object lift from my throat slightly but then the pressure was reapplied. "Just stay quiet, you're coming with us." I laughed, I knew at this point my eyes were a deep burning crimson. "You think so?" I asked them. A heavy, hard object connected with the back of my head, my vision fading, "I know so." Those were the last words I heard before everything went black.

I came to with a splitting headache. I tried to rub my head, but my hands were bound together. I opened my eyes slowly, my vision still blurred, and I had difficulty holding my head straight. What the…hell? My thoughts were scattered and disjointed. As my vision started focusing I looked around. I was in some kind of cage, the bars directly in front of me. There were multiple tents and huts on the other side, a fire in the middle of them. I heard groaning and glanced over to my left, a figure stirring awake. I ignored them and kept looking, two men were sitting on crates nearby, their backs to the cage. I tried pulling on my bindings. They were tight, but I could move my hands a little bit. I heard more groaning and shuffling as I assume the other person woke up. "What- what happened?" I froze. That voice, it can't be. I turned on the figure the flickering light from the fire illuminating a girl. She was wearing a sparkling blue dress that ended in a skirt. Her hair, pure white, done up in a long, fancy, ponytail. The girl looked around, confused. "Weiss?" The girl paused and focused on me. "Yang?"