Here's another chapter. A bit more on the sorrow side and it took me a while to write this. Hope you all enjoy. Read and Review!

Guest: Thanks for the criticism and yeah, I know not everything doesn't really feel as natural as it does on the show. This is my first real attempt at making a long story and I'm trying my best to make it as well as I can. If your used to reading LaughingLefou and Couer Al Aran i can tell ya one thing, I ain't them! I'm above average at best in my own opinion and trying to write a solid story to the best of my ability. Thanks again for the review.

"Hey Yang. It's good to see ya, we uh...we saw the whole thing from a distance." Jaune commented awkwardly and Pyrrha elbowed him in annoyance.

Yang sighed and chuckled a bit to herself from his comment. "Jeez vomit boy. You may have gotten a hell of a lot stronger and more skilled but damn do you still suck at making a girl feel better."

Pyrrha walked over to Yang, pulled her in for a hug to comfort her and she returned it with appreciation.

"I know you messed up Yang. But Mike does still love you. Once you give him a proper apology and he cools down after not seeing you for so long, I'm sure he'll take you back," Pyrrha spoke with confidence and Yang shrugged.

"I don't know about that Pyrrha. The look he gave me, the way he spoke to me and his overall presence gave me a signal to stay away from him. I don't think he's going to take me back anytime soon." She said as tears started to form in her eyes and sat down on the bench Mike was sitting on. Pyrrha sat down with Yang and Jaune stood off to the side to let her do her magic.

"Yang, he's full of rage and confused right now since you showed up out of nowhere and caught him completely off guard. Give him time to process what has just happened and then talk to him with force. He's still going to be angry even after cooling down, so you need to get your point across and tell him how sorry you are for throwing away the relationship you two had. I understand that you lashed out because of shock and now it's Mike's turn to be angry since you did break up with him, but you need to stand your ground and tell him you still love him. Trust me Yang, he still loves you. He muttered your name in his sleep when we were traveling to Mistral and always looks at that picture we took together so long ago on that double date. Stay strong and fight for him, show him how much you still care for him." Pyrrha smiled at her and Yang wiped away her tears.

She sniffled and nodded in thanks, giving Pyrrha one last hug and standing up to walk into the bar, going up the stairs to where Ruby's room was. She could hear uncle Qrow's voice complaining to Ruby that he should be allowed to drink now that the poison was out of his system. Yang knocked on the door and walked in. Ruby lit up in happiness, charging her older sister and pulling her in for a sisterly hug.

"Hey sis. It's good to see ya." Yang smiled and Ruby smiled back at her, excited to tell her what has happened these past six months.

(Mike)

Mike was in the woods pounding his fists into the trunk of a tree in a whirlwind of emotions. A part of him was ecstatic to see Yang again and wanted him to pull her in for a hug and tell her how much he missed her, another wanted to scream at her in rage until his voice went out as to why she treated their relationship like it was yesterdays garbage, and another part wanted to let her speak to say something, anything to either say sorry or explain herself. With one final roar, his fist smashed through the base of the tree and it went tumbling down. He slumped against the broken stump and felt tears streaming down his face. He didn't focus his aura onto his fists from the repeated blows onto the tree and they were bleeding profusely with numerous cuts, gashes and torn skin all over his knuckles.

"Why are you so damn weak Mike? Why can't you just let go of the past?! She was one girl! You have Neo who's been there ever since this shit went down! Why can't you move on?!" Mike screamed at himself in his thoughts and gripped his head in his hands.

"I can't though. I never felt real love before her and I really thought she was the one. She helped fill in the holes left from my family and was a pillar of strength for me. She helped brightened my day when everything felt shitty, helped me with my nightmares and always gave me that beautiful smile. Then I failed her. I couldn't protect her when she needed me and it flashed back to when I failed to protect my family. It was out of my power for her to charge in and fight that bastard without thinking. I saved her life but it wasn't enough for her. She tore out my heart, crushed it in her hands and stomped it into the ground. When she told me to get out, it gave me flashbacks of Raven. How cold she acted and only cared about what happened to herself." Mike's thoughts were swirling in emotions and he let out a hollow laugh. Coldly smiling to no one as he stared up at the moon.

"I guess this is why I was a nomad for seven years. So I didn't feel pain of losing people I cared about again." Mike spoke to himself and looked down at the ground. He could hear footsteps approaching and knew who it was before they even walked up to him. Neo knelt in front of him in worry and gasped at the sight of his hands. She pointed to them in shock and demanded that he heal himself. Mike complied and let his aura flow into his hands. The cuts sealed up and bruises faded away as the aura did it's job. Neo then shoved her phone in his face, 'What the fuck happened?! You were gone for ten minutes, then stormed inside looking more pissed than I've ever seen you, grabbed Yacidian and ran right back outside!'

"Yang. She drove all the way from Patch to find Ruby. As fate would have it, she stopped right in front of the inn and we both had a brief encounter. Mostly me being angry and telling her to leave me alone." Mike said dryly and Neo smacked him on the head.

'Why didn't you at least let her speak? She was just as shocked to see you as you were to see her!' She looked at him with an angry face and he looked away from

"I need time Neo. Time to process that my first love, who was the one that broke off our relationship because of something out of my power, is now here." He spoke lowly and Neo shook her head. 'I can tell something else is bothering you. Tell me Mike.' Mike looked at her in shock and smiled weakly at her.

"You'd be right about that. I thought back to when I was alone after my home was destroyed and how I felt abandoned when Yang broke off our relationship. You got time for the whole story?" Neo nodded at him and Mike started to tell her what happened after his home was attacked.

(Flashback, one day after attack on Morrowind)

A young Mike ran through the woods as he sprinted towards his home, hoping in futility that his family might be alive somehow, even though he witnessed their deaths. But an eleven year old could dream couldn't he? He stormed through the edge of the forest and looked on to see the ruined remains of his village. He walked up to the entrance, or what was left of it. The sign was broken in half and completely covered in Grimm and human blood from the battle. As he slowly trekked through the once lively town, he found the mutilated corpses of some of his friends. His first crush Clover, who was the daughter of the local merchant and was the sweetest girl you'd ever met, torn apart from the claws of a Beowulf. His best friend Hunter, the one who helped him learn to shoot a gun and always trained with him when they wanted to work extra, lying in a pool of blood with the tusk of a Boarbatusk stabbed through his stomach. Finally, his uncle Tanner. The one who always helped perfect Mike's technique and gave him pointers on parrying and riposting. He was leaned up against a ruined house with his serrated gunblade, ripper, lying by his side and dried blood on his chest.

"Uncle Tanner?" Mike spoke in hope and got no response from the corpse of his uncle. Tears were pouring down his cheeks and he ran away from the lifeless body of his uncle to prevent himself from breaking down. This proved to be a worse move, as he stumbled upon the remains of his parents.

He fell to his knees and stared at the impaled corpse of his mother, holding onto his father's hand. His father was run through the chest with the tusks of a Goliath and he too, was holding the hand of his dead mother. Mike shook his head and grabbed onto his deceased fathers shoulder, begging him to wake up. He screamed in anguish to wake up and his father didn't move. His mother was just as unmoving and lifeless. He gripped onto his parents already conjoined hands and let out his emotions in one cry of sorrow. He stayed like that for what seemed like hours and finally stood up. His eyes, red from crying, throat hurt from screaming and heart broken from now knowing his family was gone and never coming back.

Mike unsheathed the ancestral blade Yacidian, given to him by his father and started to dig a grave for his parents. He wrapped them both in cloth and lowered them together, into the same pit. He layed his mothers weapons across her chest and couldn't find his father's axe to bury with them. He shoveled the last bit of dirt onto their corpses and stabbed a wooden sign into the ground that read, 'Artemis and Thel Yacidian. Loving mother and father.'

Mike started to cry as he gazed upon the fresh grave of his parents and prayed to Oum that they were both happy in the afterlife.

"How am I supposed to move on without you two? You've always been there for me and I don't know what to do! Tell me what you want me to do mom and dad!" Mike yelled in despair and hugged onto the gravemarker. He held it tight like it was his mother and father, crying into it with no restraint. A sound caught his attention and it was a lone Beowulf, staring at the young huntsman with hunger. Mike's eyes flashed at it in rage and he activated his semblance to kill it in one blow. It roared as he approached and slashed at him as he appeared in front of it. He let out a battlecry and bisected the beast in one strike, it's body already disintegrating and he jumped onto it's disappearing torso, stabbing into it with unbridled rage as it finally vanished away into the air. He panted in sadness and anger as he sliced his blade through the air to rid itself of the Grimm blood.

He walked back over to his parents grave and fell back onto his knees, crying once more. While he was kneeling there, he swore that he felt his shoulder be gripped tight for a split second in encouragement. Mike spun around to see if anyone was there and no one was. Only his father ever gave him encouragement by gripping onto his shoulder. The wind blew hard as he thought of this, seemingly agreeing with him. His eyes widened and he took that as a sign. A sign to rise and wipe away the tears. The pain will always be there, but it will lessen with time. All that mattered now was moving forward and fighting for a better tomorrow. With that one brief gesture of encouragement, mike rose and dug a grave for his uncle and best friend, before finally leaving his ruined village with a bag of supplies. He walked away from his former home and didn't look back as it faded into the horizon, knowing that this was the start of his journey and that he had a long way to go before finding the one who killed his family and clan. Mike swore to Oum that he would find his clan's killer and bring them to the light. He wouldn't let this consume though, his parents wouldn't want him to let rage control his being and would want him to live a full life. Mike rose his right arm to the side at a forty five degree angle and gave a sign of goodbye to his home, as he journeyed toward the city of Vacuo.

And that's the first chapter of September! It'd be awesome if we could get to 100 favorites by mid September! The sign of goodbye Mike used was the same as quiet resolve in the Dark Souls games. Read and Review!