Yang was pretty bored.
She thought what her mother evoked on training would improve her performance. However, nothing changed for her. The usual happened while they were training. The floors were painted red in the darkness, serving as guidance through the nothingness, but disturbance of what she had created. Well. Only for a split second.
Bodies piled up like tiles, never falling like dominoes. The display was somewhat perfect to the blonde. And it sure as hell would've been perfect for Raven if she was there as well.
Her knuckles were also painted in crimson that she expected to be a beautiful shade of red, abandoned of her gauntlets. All she saw was just a dark substance similar to the blood of Grimm. Guess her mother was right. Grimm and human are not all that different. Upset by the display, she scoffed and got up to dust her clothing.
Her decor was inspired and semi made by the Branwen she looked up to. Her golden strands of hair combined and lived in harmony inside of a tight ponytail. At the moment, she concealed nothing but bandages that covered up her chest and black shorts exposing her delicate features on her legs and her magnificent fair complexion. She did also wear brown boots that reached right below her knees, clacking under her pressure and creating the noise of beating metal underneath her when it wasn't being kissed and bathed in the love of blood.
A few men in black shirts covered in protection of metal armor and pants of the same color bowed down to her as if she was royalty. Concealing the mask of the monsters she tamed and the innocent lives she nearly murdered moments prior, the two men held out a yellow kimono with a golden red dragon embedded on the back.
A symbol of power, endurance, leadership and victory, would be on this female's bare back. Lifting up her hands to possess such a power, she let these men cloth her in all her glory before bowing once more and leaving the parameter. Soon, two more men approached her to formally bow and place gauntlets onto her arms carefully. She couldn't help but stare at their beauty in utter awe as her servants left. The yellow of a bumblebee. The yellow of a sun. All on her wrist in the form of bracelets.
With a smirk, she started to walk away from the area she left messy for others to clean. As she kept walking casually, her eyes were glued occasionally on the warehouse she was currently working in. She shrugged and snickered a bit at the sight. The dark decor. The men walking in single file as if they don't have a soul. Mold. Death. Probably because of her. And no music? No talking? Utter silence. No excitement.
"This will totally not do," Yang smacked, shaking her head in disappointment as she covered her face to release a heavy sigh. She continued to walk to be met with a sweet and familiar sight. The sight of a demon and monster that made her time here worth spending. Looking straight at the person, she gave off a flirtatious wave and a smirk that caused the person to keep an emotionless expression on their face.
This person was none other then the blood thirsty Black panther. Blake Belladonna. The female had her hair combed back and partly wild like her persona, making her surreptitious sharp yellow cat eyes stand out like her complexion, unlike her cat ears, blending into the darkness and her hair like a small bow. She wore a white v-neck jacket that was ripped roughly displaying a black sleeveless t-shirt underneath, her black hem faded and black sleeves ripped. She also wore black pants that was ripped near the bottom on her left leg, showing off one of her black boots that was tinted red from previous fights.
At the sight of Yang, Blake stopped right where she stood and waited for her to continue. "Heyo, Blakey~. What's up this fine night? Taking your pills?"
She glanced at her sternly with a sinister and blood stopping stare in her eyes. "Haha," She laughed sarcastically. "I don't have time for your dirty jokes. Quit flirting with me and leave me be. Someone like you can never stand next to me if you don't take things seriously."
"Oh come on, Blakey," The blonde continued, harshly throwing an arm around the other teenager to startle her briefly. "I've been serious these past three hours, training endlessly in the main room. I also polished my gauntlets and got these fresh rags from my mom! Pretty cool huh? I'm a dragon!" This comment caused the cat faunus to stop suddenly and raise an eyebrow at her.
"Just because you have the symbol of a dragon riding on your back doesn't mean you're a great being of power or something," She snapped slightly. As if it was a chain reaction waiting to happen, Yang growled with a grin and jumped in front of her. The dragon had met face to face with the cat that had the soul of a panther. As if power was surging in both of them as they stared one another down, she laughed,
"Seriously, Blake. You should have never said that." Her smile soon faded for her to growl once more. "A symbol such as that being on my back is to be something prideful about. So for you to shit on it is like shitting on my clan. Take it back right now." The two stared at one another for a few seconds, never changing their glances. It was as if they was fighting at the speed of sound. No. Speed of light. Their stares were so intense, it was possible nothing could break it. Until a pair of hands touched their shoulders softly and turned the two towards someone else.
Weiss, the snowflake.
The female was at the same height of the two of them, somewhat shorter then Yang. The teenager had snow white hair pinned in a informal ponytail hanging on her side with ocean blue eyes anyone can get lost in standing out from her pale complexion. She wore a light pastel blue, double-breasted jacket with white piping over a pastel blue fade to white pleated full skirt with black lace trim. She also wore a pair of white, thigh high boots with heels.
She seemed to be the more formal out of the three warriors and the more serious of the two. Mainly because Yang was so caught up in her ego while Blake suffered from her disorder. She soon let go of both of them to question softly, "Why the heck are you both trying to kill each other? Keep a level head."
"Oh. Hey, Weiss," Yang greeted, smacking her hand away and turning fully to her, prompting Blake to do the same. "Is there a mission or something? You rarely get out of your room."
"No," Weiss replied to her before beginning to walk pass her towards the exit very far down the path of darkness in front of her. "Though Cinder did want to see you along with your mom, Yang. It looked like it was about something serious."
"Damn it," Yang cursed out loud, making Blake's ears slightly go down from the violent vibration in her ear. Weiss would have done the same, but she had grown accustom to the blonde dragon's madness. "I was gonna go get a drink and meet up with Junior at the bar."
"Oh yeah. Because when he gives you knowledge via head it's way more important then your sister," Weiss hissed somewhat with a hint of venom and disgust in her voice. She expected the older female to yell out some 'smart' comment back to her or just yell rude insults at her. And what did she get... Silence?
The sudden new approach made her and her faunus ally glue their eyes on Yang. Her face full of utter shock at what she had told her. It was as if everything had froze in that moment. No one was moving. Nor breathing. No sounds or anything. Just utter silence. Her sister, she thought. The one person she used to hangout with when she was a kid. The daughter of that demon she used to look up to. The one person she would take care of no matter what. Her pupil. Her best friend... She was okay? After all these years?...
Not listening to anymore they had to say, the teen found herself beginning to dash towards her mom and employer to a degree. Leaving her allies behind, she only had one thing on her mind. Going after her sister from another woman. To see her. To see if she was truly okay even after what happened between their mothers. To see if her father was with her. To make sure no one had hurt her after all these years. To hold her tight through this madness. To find her.
And never let her go.
Not again...
Yo, FG96 here. Sorry for the short chapter. I promise that the next chapter will be way longer. This is just to show you that I am still alive and highly interested in this fanfiction. So be on the look out for more of this, Cinder Fall? and a new fanfic coming soon. I might continue Frozen Rose, but I am not sure. Please leave a review and follow/favorite if you enjoyed. Also question; Should Ruby get with Cinder or Yang? I'll leave that in your hands. Until then, have a good day/night. :)