Yang was no stranger to nightmares. Not since Beacon.
Her nightmares were usually the same. Adam shows up, kills her or slices something off and then she wakes up. Sometimes her mind throws in something new; maybe Ruby was there and dies trying to protect her. Sometimes Weiss shows up only to be dragged away by some unseen force. Blake appearing in her nightmares comes and goes, but it was still painful whenever she appears.
However, she never had an entirely new nightmare. And nothing as weird as this.
She was kneeling on a cold stone floor. Her arms (both arms?) and legs were bounded by chains, and she was gagged. The clothes she's wearing are stained with blood, and she had a sinking feeling that at least some of it was hers if the pain in her ribs was what she thought it was. Her body feels... different. Not like they drugged her with something, just that it didn't feel right. She was surrounded by enemies, each wearing faces that at the same time didn't recognize and know all too well. The room they were in was big and spacious, with an empty throne near the end of the room. She found that she was positioned to have her facing the throne. A door behind her opens, and she hears footsteps that, for some reason, has goosebumps crawling up her neck."Hello again..." A female voice calls out, that sends chills up her spine. And that was before she's actually seen her captor. "Ozma."
Yang couldn't believe what she was seeing. Chalk-white skin, black veins and blood red eyes. It looked like a human woman, but everything else screamed Grimm. Yang found that she couldn't catch her breath. A distant part of her mind said that she was hyperventilating, but right now she just wanted to wake up-
Yang startled out of bed, eyes wide and red, her heart racing. She took deep breaths, trying to calm down. The moonlight peeked through the curtains, showing her how late it still is.
As her eyes faded from red to lilac, she thought back to her nightmare. That was... new. Just as horrifying as Adam, but she had reason to get nightmares from him. He cut off her arm after all.
But a Grimm woman? One that kidnapped her? It was something that came from some cheesy horror movie, not something that should wake her up in the middle of the night. There were other mysteries too. How did she recognize the figures in her dream, despite definitely never meeting them before? (She's sure she would remember where she saw that crocodile Faunus before.) Why did that Grimm woman call her Ozma?
... Why was she wondering about this? It was a nightmare. She probably read the whole thing from one of Ruby's comics and forgot about it, only for it to return to her in a nightmare. Ignoring the fact that she's become so pathetic as to have nightmares from a comic book, she sighs and goes back to sleep. Might as well get what rest she can. If she still gets tired, she can make a mug of cocoa later.
Wait, cocoa? Why cocoa? It's not like that she dislikes hot chocolate, but it's not usually her first drink for the day. She prefers coffee, really.
"Understandable, but what kind of coffee? There are many variations of it. Mocha, latte, maybe even something sweeter if you'd prefer." Says a voice, from somewhere she couldn't see. Yang immediately gets out of bed, eyes red and angry, her only arm curled into a fist. Who was that?!
"My apologies Miss Xiao-Long, I've forgotten to introduce myself. You may remember me." Says the voice, which sounds like it's talking right into her ear, maybe even closer. "I'm your old headmaster, Ozpin."