Sorry I haven't uploaded for years—okay you know what I mean :')…

I will try, I really will, promise! Once a month is my aim at the moment, hopefully I can improve it! well, without further ado let's get on with the chapter.

Chapter Eleven

Yang POV

"Yang!" Ruby said suddenly, breaking the disturbing silence that had been between us. "It's not what you think! I promise it's not-"

"It doesn't matter what this is Ruby… But I don't want to hear another word of it. I don't care what happens now. I want to.. Get away…" I burst into tears and fled away from the building and away from my sister. It was unfair of me, and I realised that as I ran from the problem. She could have been defending herself, she could have been protecting Qrow, or anything. I should've let her explain, but there we go, that's just how it was now I guess.

I am an oversensitive person, I do realise that, I just wish I could control the sensitiveness more. It is frustrating even for me when I get like this, because I make mistakes I instantly regret and I always leap without looking. I shook my head and ran on until I reached the little underground construction area where we were going to start creating new dorms. I felt much happier about this change, it would mean we'd final have more safety than the stupid old sheds we had slept in before.

The countless times this army had fought against itself just for the opportunity for clean beds and separated rooms that weren't, preferably, infested with mice and other unruly looking rodents. We called them the night crawlers, that way the term could range from even the tiniest spider to the largest rat.

I normally had no problems with creepy crawly weird infestations but my friends and sister did and we had recently discovered, thanks to the medical department, that they did, indeed, carry diseases. Like they didn't know before.

A hand on my shoulder brought me out of my daze and I flinched- not from pain- mostly from shock.

"Hey…" A small voice said quietly. "I'm pretty new round here, would you mind showing me the way to the dorms?"

I turned around then stepped back in shock. The boy, I swear, looked little more than twelve. He reached my armpit in height and his hair was an unruly mass of dark muddy brown hair. He had pistachio green eyes and seemingly tanned skin. He wore that of a farmers suit and had knee high farmers wellies as his only foot wear. His small backpack resting lightly on his shoulders told me he had no more belongings and that he'd already gone through his checks so I nodded.

"How old are you then?" I asked out of curiosity and motioned the way as I trenched toward the barn-type shack.

"H-heh… I get asked that a lot." He swung his arms behind his head. "Thing is, I don't really know myself, I have a strange situation going on right now so… "

"Well okay then…" I said sarcastically, already having decided that this boy was nuts. I stopped in suddenly in front of the barn. "There you go then, Oscar was it, here's the barn."

He smiled to himself. "From a barn, to a barn… That's how my life works. Irony…" He tuted and squelched toward the building. Then he turned, cocked his head to one side in confusion, smiled then waved. I felt completely and utterly disconcerted by his presence and the second the door swung shut I shivered in my uniform. I pulled the coat tighter around my shoulders and wandered away.

I tried for ages to think of what seemed so off about the boy but I couldn't for the life of me understand. I just shook my head and tutted. "Just a madman like the rest of us, I guess…"

Calvin Scotchma POV

I smashed my fist against the table in front of the man, for a multi-millionaire he was incredibly dense. He smirked at my annoyance and just leant back in his chair, his eyes never lifting away from me.

"You do seem to have lost your composure. I arranged the marriage because you both have reasonable wages and an provide for yourselves as well as being able to help each other out, you both have respectable positions, both young and able to produce another heir. I do hope…" Major Schnee leant forward. "You do not disappoint me by throwing away all you stand for, and spend all your money on yet another useless prank- or 'so called experiment'- and then even have the cheek to ask me for a loan?" He tutted.

"You are so ignorant Mr. Schnee… so ignorant… I will show you, these weapons, they will help you win the war! They will help stop the fighting—"

"Or…" He began with a grave face. "Or they will make the battle escalate… These weapons will turn against you. I am warning you Mr. Scotchma…" He spat my name as if the very syllables burned his tongue. "If they turn against you… You are very much on your own…" He stood and looked down on me. I bowed and felt myself gulp nervously as I left the office.

"There is no way I am letting you do this Calvin…." He said in a threatening tone. "You won't succeed, not over my dead body." My eyes widened as an idea began to form in my head but I shook it away.

"You'll regret this Major, I know you will… even if you don't yourself." And with that final statement I opened and slammed the door behind me.

Major Schnee

I shook my head in disappointment and pity for the young pubescent man; I decided it had to be the mood swings. The stupid idiot had made a fool of himself again, I had been off guard a little too but I have regained my ground, he is once again vulnerable.

I felt a sudden pang of guilt for making my daughter marry this walking freak show but pushed it away as quickly as it had come. I didn't need my emotions taking over this time, I never had when making important decisions, why now?

I heard three rapid taps on the doorway and walked calmly toward it. I opened it suddenly and saw Klein standing there, I noticed his two personalities again, fighting for control and sighed in exasperation. He noticed me and handed me some letters before walking off quickly. He seemed to be trying hard to force it away and to fight it so I didn't mind too much this time, but he knew his job was hanging on a mere thread that was, at this current point in time, dangling very, very loosely. I shook my head and closed the door behind me before sitting down slowly, grabbing my silver letter opener and neatly ripping open the paper. My eyes widened and then my vision went white.

Ruby rose

She'd left me. I sunk to my knees. She'd really left me, my own sister. I squeezed my eyes shut tight, trying to fight the tears, and pictured what it must of looked like. But I didn't have to picture it. Every time I closed my eyes the horrors replayed in my mind.

It had been almost as if I had been possessed by some evil spirit, my blade slashing, slicing and ripping and tearing. I screamed into the air, piercing the deafening silence with my raw rasping voice. I thrashed against invisible chains that kept me stranded in the pool of thick blood and strewn limbs.

"WHY DID I DO IT!" I screamed to no one in particular. "Why…" I whimpered, rocking back and forth in sorrow, drowning in the pool of blood, becoming watery now as my tears mixed in with it. I must have cried for hours before unknown hands dragged me away and my vision went white.

Beep, beep, beep…. Beep, beep, beep… beep, beep, beep…

I stared at the bleak expanse around me, the vast White Plains; I called them plains quite simply because they were plain, not because they were beautiful rolling hills full of greenery and beautiful sunsets, and felt nothing. The intense numbness was the worst kind of pain I had ever felt and I couldn't take it. I tried to move myself around, I tried to wiggle my toes, my fingers, shake my legs and work some looseness into my body but nothing worked. I was frozen. And slowly, slowly, the whiteness began to creep its way up my body until my thoughts were frozen too.

Beep, beep, beep… Beep, beep, beep… Beep, beep, beep…

I sat up bolt upright and turned my head side to side frantically. A massive sigh of relief made me realise it was only a nightmare and I began to wipe my clammy palms on what seemed to be a hospital gown. I… I was in hospital?

I wiped my blurry vision with the back of my hand and waited as my eyes began to focus on the indistinct voices and my strange hearing began to suddenly form on the lips of worried nurses and doctors. I was confused to say the least but didn't really question it.

But… was it all a nightmare? Was it all really some made up nonsense?

As I looked up to see my sisters flaming orange hair and angry, diluted lilac eyes and deep set frown something in the way she stood told me it hadn't been. I flopped back down onto my pillow with a sigh. "What?" I snapped, well, I had meant to snap, it just came out as a strangled noice from the back of my throat. I felt like I was dying all of a sudden and my hands flew up to my neck in blind panic, clawing at it. Why couldn't I speak… is it just my ears? Do I really sound that inhuman?

"It's another of his experiments…" I heard a trail of conversation say.

"What do you mean it says he's dying? Explain yourself…!"

"Y-you mean… she's turning into a m-monster?"

"She's turning into a monster…?"

"H-he's… a monster now?"

"N-no! He can't be a m-m-monster… HE STILL LOOKS HUMAN GOD DAMMIT!"

My eyes widened in shock and I shook my head. This couldn't be happening, could it? A slither of doubt was soon diminished when I remembered Calvin Scotchma, his experiments, the faunices. But me? I was… a monster now? I didn't know, I had only heard other conversations. I pleaded with my sister to tell me what was going on but she looked at me with hollow, empty eyes- the same look she'd had when mum had died, opened her mouth to say silently 'I love you always', and then she turned and left.

I don't think she realised, but I saw her shoulders shake on the way out.

I am going to pump out another chapter, it will mainly be Ruby and Blake's point of vew so be prepared… I think you'll like it, I do hope so, I finally have some inspiration and am dying to get the words down onto paper.