Yang Xiao Long lay awake in her bed. The rest of team RWBY slept peacefully in their dorm in Beacon academy. Yang didn't. She couldn't. Earlier that day the team had stopped a White Fang attack in Mountain Glenn but that wasn't the thing keeping Yang awake, they had fought the White Fang lots of times at this point.
It was the fact that during the attack she had been knocked unconscious. She was knocked unconscious and saved by someone she swore was her mother. The figure that saved her was definitely a woman but she was clad in red and black clothing with this scary white Grimm mask that covered her face completely. Yang didn't even really get a good look at her since she was leaving through some kind of portal as she regained consciousness. Now the blonde haired girl knew she sounded crazy but that was her mother. It was the hair she had, her hair was long just like her's and although the hair was and wavy unlike her's, Yang could tell they were related.
She turned over onto her front and screamed into her pillow. She just wanted to sleep. She screamed again. After another 5 minutes of tossing and turning Yang found herself staring out of her window, still wondering about the woman on her train who may or may not have been her mother. Nothing happened. Beacon academy was truly dead at…Yang looked at her scroll…4:17.
Until Yang saw someone outside. Someone clad in read and black and although she was far away, Yang could swear she was wearing a white Grimm mask. It was her. It had to be. It was her mother. The blonde haired girl grabbed her clothes and as quietly yet as quickly as she could, she got dressed. She was already out of her dorm door before her yellow tank top was on. The huntress in training ran through the hallway, she ran downstairs and she ran out of the dormitories over towards the main courtyard of the academy. She was still there, standing in the middle of it. Almost waiting for her, it had to be her mother. Her running increased in pace and within a minute she was standing in reaching distance of the mystery woman, who had been watching her the whole time she ran over. She was unmoving and unresponsive, having barely any reaction to her potential lost daughter coming over to her.
Yang was about to speak when the mystery woman walked towards her. She froze, her mouth filled with cotton. It felt like years for Yang but after a few seconds the two were mere inches apart, Yang couldn't even smell this woman. Again the blonde haired girl was going to speak but was silenced as the mystery woman's left hand moved up to gently cup her face. It was her mother. The huntress in training felt tears in her eyes and was about to start crying in joy when woman's right hand smashed hard into her temple. Yang was out cold in an instant and fell onto her mother.
Raven Branden caught her daughter as she fell and smirked under her mask. With one hand hand she unsheathed her sword and made a portal and the other slithered downwards towards her daughter's ass. With a satisfied hum she squeezed one of her ass cheeks then Raven lifted the girl over her shoulder and strolled through, happily awaiting the time Yang woke up.
She was ready to get a new pet.