A/N: Italics = thoughts
Piles of debris littered the room. The flickering red light from the fire was all that illuminated the room as the smoke from them filled the ceiling. Small embers floated about. Flickering out when they landed on the ground. Yang coughed into her hand when she breathed in the ashes of the burning wood. When she stopped, the blonde took a moment to survey her surroundings. This place was familiar to her. "Am I back at Beacon? This looks like a classroom." Yang silently lamented as she took in the sight of the destroyed classroom. The bodies of her fellow students strung about.
Yang's body froze. Her eyes widen in shock. "No. No it can't be." Her voice trembling as she started to walk backwards on wobbling legs. She hunched over, clutching her head in her hands. "I can't be back here. It's just not possible!"
"Oh, but it is possible little girl." said a deep, dark ominous voice from the shadows. It dripped with cool venom.
Yang's head shot up. Her red eyes staring intently in the direction of the voice. "Who is that?" As if to answer her thoughts, a body began to emerge from the shadows. A tall menacing man wearing a black suit with a white Grimm mask. He had red hair and held a chokuto in his left hand.
It was him. It was Adam Taurus.
He began to stride threateningly to her. His left thumb glided under the tsuba and pushed up slightly. Yang then noticed that she had Ember Celica equipped. She then began to punch out, firing her weapons at her enemy. However, much to Yang's dismay, her attacks were just passing through him. It was as if he was nothing more than phantom. A shade. Closer and closer he came to her. Yang continued her assault despite seeing her shots were passing through him. Now she was acting out of fear and desperation. Then she heard a click from both of her gauntlets. She stopped and looked at her weapons to see that they were empty.
A shadow loomed over her. She looked up to see Adam staring down at her. Even though his face was expressionless, she could feel his nefarious intentions.
"End of the line pitiful girl."
Yang watched Adam gripped the handle of Wilt with his right hand. She was shaking in place. Too overcome with fear to move. Adam pulled out his weapon with a quick swing, but before the red blade could touch her, Yang felt something hit her from the right. She was thrown out of the way the attack. The huntress-in-training landed on her side with a thud. She looked up to see what had knocked her out of the way and what she saw was the most horrifying thing she had ever seen. It was Blake's head flying off her shoulders. Her eyes followed her partner's head as it sailed through the air. It landed with a thunk right next her.
Yang's eyes were wide with fear. The one she loved had just been decapitated. She crawled over to the feline faunus' head. Reaching out with shaking arms, she grabbed her partner's head. Blake's face frozen with fright. "No. No please no. That wasn't meant for you. Please. Anything, but this." The blonde's voice quivering. A streak of pain shooting through her heart. It felt like someone was digging into her chest cavity and ripping out her heart. Tears cascading down her face, Yang clutched Blake's head to her chest. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she let out an ear piercing scream.
Yang bent forward from where she sat on the floor, she began crying with the force of someone vomiting on all fours. The sounds of hiccups and wheezing filled the room.
"You failed." said a voice. It was muffled by Yang's chest.
Yang's eyes expanded with shock. She instantly threw her arms out in front of her. Her red puffy eyes stared in disbelief at her partner's head. Yang watched as Blake's eyes rolled from the back of her head to gaze into her eyes.
"You failed me." Blake said as she gave Yang a blank vacant stare.
Yang instantly dropped the faunus' head. She then began to frantically crawl backwards on her elbows. "W...What the hell? How?"
"You failed me." she repeated.
"You failed us." said a myriad of voices from behind Yang.
The icy grip of fear clutched at the blonde's heart. She hesitantly turned her heard behind her. She looked out beyond the sizable broken window to see a large macabre group of people. From the crowd, she could make out the faces of not only her classmates, but also some of her friends. They all looked like the walking dead. Their eyes soulless and expressionless. Those eyes staring right at her.
A small group from the ghastly crowd of the dead came forth. It was the grotesque forms of Pyrrha, Penny, Nora, Jaune. Ren, Velvet, Coco, Ruby, Sun, and Weiss. Their colorless eyes all stared accusingly at her. "You failed us." They said in unison.
Yang was hyperventilating. Her heart beating so loud that it sounded like it was in her ears. Panic washed over her like a tsunami washing over a small island. "N...No. I didn't do anything. Please leave me alone."
Catching movement from the corner of her eye, Yang turned her head to see Blake's body picking up it's head. The cat eared girl held her head in her arms and said "You're a failure."
"You're a failure" the unearthly crowd said.
"You're a failure." Yang's friends and sister said in unison.
"You're a failure" They all said at the same time.
"No! Stop it! Leave me alone!" Yang screamed as she clutched head. Placing her hands over her ears as she squeezed her eyes shut to try to block out the sounds. Feeling something different about herself, she opened her eyes and looked at her hands. They were much smaller than the blonde remembered. Yang looked over onto her shoulders to see that she had her pigtails from when she was a little girl. "What's going on?" The golden-haired girl jumped at the sound of her own voice. It was a higher pitch than normal. Yang looked over at a broken piece of glass to see that she had reverted back to being a child.
"Oh. Well now isn't this precious." Adam said with dark amusement. The child form of Yang looked up at Adam. His sword still out of its scabbard. "See. You are a little girl. A pathetic little girl. An utter failure, but don't worry. You won't have to be afraid anymore." The bull faunus grinned sadistically. "Because you'll be dead."
The red of Adam's sword reflected in her eyes. It got closer and closer until she saw nothing, but black.
Yang gasped as her the entirety of her upper body shot up. Her scarlet eyes wide with fright. Hair disheveled and her body drenched with sweat. The blonde was gripping at her fur blanket while taking in big gulps of air. After a few moments, Yang realized that she was back in her tent. Leaning forward, Yang put her face in her hands. "Oh fuck. Fuck. It was just a nightmare. Just a nightmare." she whispered to herself over and over again.
After finally bringing her heart rate and breathing back to normal, Yang lifted her head out of her hands and gazed at the entrance of her tent. Judging from the amount of light that she could see, Yang reasoned that the sun was just poking out over the horizon. "Man. I woke up early. Must be about six thirty in the morning." The huntress-in-training let out a roaring yawn as she stretched her arms over her head.. It sounded closer to something like a bear than a young teenage girl.
After rubbing her eyes, Yang stood up. She then turned around to fold her furs neatly. Once that was done, she then walked over to a folded pile of clothes. Her old clothes were no good since there were ripped and torn. The pile consisted of a simple long sleeved white v-shirt, black cloth pants, and black calf high combat boots.
After changing, Yang walked out of the tent. It had been one week since she had been brought to the tribe. One week since the incident on Patch. Yang watched as the members of the tribe bustled around her. Each person immediately going about their tasks for the day with stunning efficiency. All of them performing their work with the skill and dedication of a master artisan. Yang had come to learn that these people took to a craft and worked to master it. She learned just how disciplined the members of the tribe truly were, even if sometimes they could be a little goofy. Namely Eagle and Hawk who always seemed to be fighting about something.
The tribe had just moved into this spot last night. While moving to the new area, her mother had put Yang in the middle of the tribe. She said that was where she was safest. Apparently, that's where the tribe's weakest and injured members go. That was even true inside the camp.
Yang sighed. She felt like she was a being a burden. She absolutely despised that feeling. Determined to make herself useful, Yang walked around the camp to find someone to ask if they needed something done. Yang saw a broad man with a heavy build. He had white neck ruff and dark flight feathers covering his forearms. He was currently performing maintenance on his axe like weapon, but Yang thought that he wouldn't mind if she asked him if there was anything that needed doing. She walked over to him and said "Excuse me."
"Yeah. What is it kiddo?" he asked without looking up from his work.
"Is there anything I can help with? You know anything anyone might need help with?"
"Hmmmm. I'm not sure if I can help ya with that little bird. Your mother gave strict orders that you aren't allowed out of the camp without her permission and since what is needed to be done is outside of the camp, I can't really help ya."
Before Yang could give a response, a voice from behind her rang out. "Well there is something she can do Vulture."
Both Vulture and Yang turned their attention to the direction from where the voice came from. They saw Raven standing with her left hand resting on her weapon's tsuka.
Raising a brow, Vulture looked up at his leader. "Really? What is it Raven?"
"It's simple. Yang. You can go with Dove to procure some medicinal herbs. It's easy and you won't be very far from the camp."
"Really?" Yang asked with a childlike gleam in her eyes. She was happy that her mother was letting her get out of the camp. The blonde really didn't think she could stand to be sitting around doing nothing for much longer.
"Yes. However, you are to stay near her and not wonder off on your own. Do what she asks of you and come back. She is leaving in ten minutes. So you better get moving if you want to aid her."
Smiling, Yang started walking towards Dove's tent. The task she was given might not have been an extravagant one, but she was just happy that she could at least pull some of her own weight and not feel like such a hindrance to the tribe. As she started to walk past her mother, Raven gently grabbed her shoulder to stop her. Yang looked into her mother's crimson eyes.
"One more thing Yang."
"What is it?"
Raven stared at her daughter's face with impassive eyes. "When you come back, I will start teaching a technique that the whole tribe knows. It will be most beneficial to you and the training for it is not physically intensive." Raven released her hold on her daughter's shoulder and strode past her.
Once Raven disappeared beyond the tents in front Yang, Vulture grabbed her attention by saying "You better hurry along. Dove doesn't really like to wait too long when it comes to getting those herbs or anything that can used for medicine."
Yang gave a nod. She then began to jog over to Dove's tent. As she was making her way to Dove, a random thought entered her mind. This thought was of a certain white-haired heiress. She had started to wonder what was happening with the heiress. Weiss did not leave her willingly. Her father had whisked her away from her friends. The ivory hair girl had tried to convince her father to let her stay with her team, but he wouldn't have it and forced her to go back home to Atlas.
Yang slowed to a stop in front of her destination. Before she entered the tent, Yang looked up at the clear blue sky. " I winder how you're doing Weiss. Hope you're ok?"
"Come in."
Yang shook her head. The sound of Dove's soft voice brought her out of her thoughts. Yang then pushed the flaps open and stepped through the entrance.
"Dammit Jacques!" A large white glove slammed onto a desk. "This involves your daughter's teammate! She has a right to know!"
A man with a large white mustache and slick back white hair leaned forward in his seat. "And I told you that she does not. Weiss has spent enough time with those ruffians. It has corrupted her and made her into a disrespectful brat. I will not have her with those peasants any longer. No. She will be made to forget that school and her barbaric team."
James Ironwood squeezed his hands tightly. The sound of wrinkling leather coming from his white gloves. "Those "barbarians" were the same people who fought bravely to protect their home and its people! They deserve more respect! Also, that Yang Xiao Long gave up her arm to protect those around her." James growled.
Leaning back in his seat, the president of the SDC laced his fingers together. " Oh yes. Yang Xiao Long. You mean the criminal. It is bad enough that my own daughter embarrassed the Schnee name by even associating with that uncivilized miscreant. You should have put her in front of a firing squad for what happened. This has become even more apparent since she destroyed half an island. So because you let that filth live, she was allowed to bring destruction to Patch. Besides, Weiss is being punished for her impudent behavior that she learned from that team of hers. So no, James. Weiss has no rights here."
"Quit being such an insufferable ass Jacques. You are doing yourself and Weiss no favors. The only thing you are doing is ensuring that your relationship with your daughter will sour and continue to trend downward."
Suddenly standing from his seat, Jacques slammed his hands down on his desk. "I am her father James! What I say goes! I am the one who knows what's best! Not you! Do not dare come into my manor and try to tell me how to be a parent!" Taking a deep breath, Jacques took a moment to calm down. He gently eased himself back in his chair. "This is final James. I forbid you to tell her anything. Now I think it's time that you left."
James Ironwood stood up from his chair. He then walked to the office door. He grabbed the knob, but before he turned it, the general looked to fix his gaze back at the business man. "Honestly Jacques. You are only her father by title alone. In reality, you have nothing that anyone would call a father." James opened the door and walked out of his colleague's office and closed the door.
Straightening his coat, the general turned to his right to begin his trek back to the entrance of the Schnee manor. After he turned the corner, a boy with white hair and pale skin moved out from behind a statue. He wore a blue suit vest with a white short sleeved shirt underneath it.
Whitley Schnee had a face splitting grin. "How interesting. I should tell my beloved sister this." He chuckled sinisterly in his hand. "I can't wait to see her face when I tell her the news."
With Myrtenaster in her left hand, Weiss performed a single twirl. She then bent down on one knee, thrusting her tip of her weapon into the ground. A large glyph then appeared on the glossy blue marble floor of her room. As the glyph slowly spun around, Weiss closed her eyes to concentrate. A few moments later, the handle of a blue great sword started coming up. After it came up halfway, a smooth voice called out from the entrance of her room. Breaking her concentration.
"Hello sister." Whitley said while leaning his back against his sister's door.
The glyph that she had created vanished. Sighing in frustration of being interrupted, Weiss opened her icy blue eyes. Fixing her gaze over her right shoulder, the pale girl said with an annoyed tone "Leave."
"How hurtful." Whitely said as he rolled eyes. Closing them as he daintily put the tips of his fingers to his chest. Removing his finger tips from his chest, the white-haired boy opened his eyes. Looking up at the ceiling as he did so. "And here I am about to offer you a favor." He said as he moved his gaze to his sister with narrowed eyes. His left hand forming a small fist. "Father is taking me into town to introduce me to some of his business partners. I wanted to see if you wanted me to pick you up anything. Since you're...well-" He paused for a brief moment. Fixing a sly arrogant look as he turned towards Weiss. "Stuck here"
Weiss stood and gave her brother a rather unimpressed looked. " Are you jealous? Is that it?" Weiss' voice carried a small mookcing tone to it.
"Whatever do you mean?"
"Is that why hate me? Are you jealous of my abilities? Of Winter's?"
Whitley pushed himself of his sister's door. Putting his right arm behind his back and grabbing his chin with his left hand. A bored expression washed over his face as he looked over towards his sister. "Hmmmm. No. Not really.. Honestly, I find it barbaric. It's beneath people like me. Like father. What could a single huntsmen do that an army could not? That's why we have one. Even if it is run by a fool." He casts his eyes down to the floor as the last word left his mouth.
Weiss, being feed up with her brother's presence, she tilted Myrtenaster slightly. "I said leave."
Whitley pus his hands up in mock surrender. "Fine. Fine. I've got better things to do." As soon as the heir turned around and began to saunter out of his sister's room he said "Enjoy your...training. However pointless it is." As soon as he stepped out into the hall, he turned around and put his left hand against the wall. "What is your plan anyway? What do you hope to accomplish while trapped in your own bedroom?"
Just before Weiss could create her glyph to close her door, Whitley spoke. "Before you do that, I have some information for you. It pertains to a member of your team. I overheard father and that fool Ironwood arguing about it."
Raising her left brow Weiss asked "What?"
"It appears that criminal filth called Yang Xiao Long destroyed half of Patch. Literally. Half of that quaint little island is gone."
The former heiress' eyes widened in surprise. "What? What the hell are you talking about Whitley?"
"I meant what I said sister. The little miscreant destroyed half an island. Ironwood wanted to tell you, but father didn't allow him."
"No. She would never do that. There must some kind of explanation for this!"
"What's there to explain? They already have many eyewitnesses that confirm this. The Council of Vale has put out an order to all of its available hunters to track down and exterminate her. They also say that she probably had something to do with the attack on your precious school."
"NO! I don't believe it. This whole thing is completely asinine. Why would Yang have something to do with the attack on Beacon? She loved that place. Not to mention, she lost an arm trying to protect it and her partner."
Whitley shrugged. "Facts are facts dear sister. I personally side with their government. She is not to be trusted. As far as I'm concerned, she is a criminal."
Gritting her teeth, Weiss let out a small growl. "She is no criminal! Yang is innocent. I know she is."
The fair skinned boy raised a brow. "Oh. Even though there is video evidence of the crime that she committed in the Vytal Tournament that says otherwise? She should have been executed. I can see why father took your title as heiress away. Your sense of reason has diminished because you spent so much time with peasants." He said with a condescending voice.
"Whitley. You had best stop right now." Weiss said. Icy blue orbs glaring daggers at the heir.
"Really. It's no wonder father sees you as an embarrassment to the Schnee family name. Not only do you associate yourself with a criminal, you also allowed a small girl to beat you in being leader of a team. Seriously Weiss, how utterly disgraceful for a Shcnee to be beaten out and bested by a girl who is two years younger than you."
"Shut up!" Weiss yelled. Her sword arm shaking with barely restrained rage.
Whitley smirked. It was bringing him no end of joy to see his sister be so affected by his words. "I mean seriously. You were bested by trash. You associate with criminal trash. Not only that, but you made friends with rubbish. Also-" Whitley was cut off by his sister slamming him against the wall of the corridor outside her room. She had used one of her glyphs to make her speed across the room to him. As his back hit the the wall, a small bit of saliva was forced out of his mouth. His went wide with fear when he felt Weiss press the tip of her rapier against his throat.
Holding her brother against the wall with her right hand while her left held Myrtnaster, Weiss bared her teeth at Whitley. "Don't you DARE call them trash! My team was the only thing I could call a family. Even though I acted like such a damned self entitled brat, they still made the effort to accept me. They didn't care that I was a Schnee. Those people bled and died for their home. They fought to protect what was important to them! Ruby Rose is the furthest thing from trash! She always did what she felt was right in her heart. She was also a fantastic leader and great fighter. Despite my initial mistreatment of her, she never gave up on me as a person. Ruby always held her arms wide open for me. She showed me unconditional love and respect. Her sister, Yang, was the same. She was always there for me. For all of us really. Yang has sacrificed so much for those she cares for. Even her own damn arm." Weiss paused. She tilted her head down slightly. Her bangs hiding her eyes.
When Weiss lifted her eyes to peer back into her brother's, she let out a snarl. "So don't you dare call them trash. Don't you dare belittle them. Especially when you're nothing more than a cowardly, selfish, pretentious brat! You are just a big steaming pile of excrement." When the last word was uttered, the white-haired girl pressed the tip of her weapon further into Whitley's throat. Causing him to wince. A small trickle of blood started roll down his neck. She then swiped her Myrtenaster to her left. Giving her brother a small cut on his neck. A thin line of blood formed. It too trickled down. Weiss then threw her brother onto the ground and pointed her weapon at him. "Now leave you prickless bastard. I never want to see you ever again. When you hear me, see me or smell me coming, then you run in the opposite direction. Now get out of my sight!" Weiss growled.
Whitley hastily pushed himself off the floor. Putting his right hand over the cut Weiss gave him, he started to run across the corridor.
"Oh and Whitley." The former heiress called out with a cold voice. The white-haired boy stopped. He could feel the ice from her voice crawl up his spine. He hesitantly turned around. Looking at his sister with fear in his eyes."Before you scamper on off to go lick your wounds. Let me ask you a question." She put a hand on her hip. Staring at him haughtily. "Do you still think all the training I'm doing is pointless?" she said as a smug grin formed on her face.
Whitley pointed at his sister with his left hand. "You barbaric witch. This isn't over. I will be sure to let father know what you have done!" he yelled indignantly.
Whitley ran as fast as his scrawny legs could carry him as soon as Weiss pointed her weapon back at him. She snorted at him as he turned the corner. "Like a dog with its tail between its legs." The pale-skinned girl turned to enter her room. Passing through the doorway, she lifted Myrtenaster and a small black glyph appeared on her door. Slamming it shut.
Returning to the spot where she was training, Weiss closed her eyes and concentrated. Holding her rapier up to her face, she formed a large, white spinning glyph at her feet. Weiss opened her eyes to look upon a painting of an armored knight that was framed across from her. She twirled once and stabbed the tip of her weapon into the ground with her right knee bent slightly forward. Closing her eyes once more, she began to pour every ounce of her concentration into the glyph. The glyph spun faster and faster. Her room shaking as various books and pieces of furniture fell down. Then the window shattered as a bright white flash enveloped the room.
As the light faded, Weiss held her right arm across her eyes. The sound of freezing wind passed through the room as the former heiress let her arm down and looked up at her handy work.
The sound of rushed footsteps echoed behind the dorr. The door to Weiss' room flew wide open. "Miss Schnee! Are you alright!?" Klein stood in the doorway for a few moments before finally realizing that there was a large glowing armored knight in the middle of the room. He stared at it in awe.
Weiss turned to Klein. She couldn't help let a small smirk of pride form on her face upon seeing his shocked state. She looked back at her summoned familiar. "Yes." The knight then kneeled . The pale girl looked out of the window and said. "Klein. I need favor."
Klein's face then turned into from stunned to serious. He nodded.
About an hour after her confrontation with her brother, she heard her door open and shut loudly.
"Would you mind telling me why it is that you attacked your brother!?" Jacques said with a growl. His daughter continued to keep her back towards him. Staying silent. "Answer me now this instant!" He yelled. Weiss still continued to ignore him. His eyes began to twitch and his lips began to quiver with anger. "How dare you ignore me! I am your father! You will speak when spoken to!" Still his daughter continued to ignore him. Finally losing his patience, Jacques began to advance on Weiss. "That's it. I have had it with your impudence you brat! It seems I have to teach some manners you ungrateful child!"
The moment he came within ten feet of Weiss, a large white glyph formed right in front of him. A large glowing knight emerged. Once fully out, it stood in front of Jacques. Pointing it's massive sword at him. The owner of the SDC felt his blood run cold. Fear gripping around his heart.
Finally, Weiss decided to speak. "I think you should leave. Now." Icy cold venom dripping from her voice.
Shaking his head, Jacques finally came to his senses. He fixed his tie. "You will come to regret your actions Weiss. You are lucky I didn't call the authorities and have them arrest you." He turned around and made his way to his daughter's door. Opening it, he walked out into the hall and closed her door.
Weiss stared out of her window with her hands behind her back. "Don't worry. You won't have to suffer my presence for much longer fath...Jacques." She whispered. Holding her head high, her thoughts began to drift to a certain red cape wearing girl. Her smiling face flashing before her eyes. The sound of her sweet laughter filled her ears. Weiss smiled. "You better be okay you dolt or I'm gonna have to give you a vicious tongue lashing."
"Alright. Hold on. You and everyone here can turn into birds?"
"Yes. With everything that has happened to you Yang; how does this surprise you?"
Raven watched with amusement as her daughter stared blankly at her. She could practically hear the gears turning in her head.
"Wait. If you can turn into a bird then that means." Yang paused.
The smirk on Raven's face was growing wider and wider. She could tell her daughter was beginning to put the pieces together. "Come now Yang. You're so very close." She thought mischievously.
After a few moments of pondering, Yang finally had an epiphany. Yang, thrusting her right arm out, pointed at her mother while gawking at her with an incredulous look plastered on her face. "You're that fucking bird that was annoying the hell out of me. You were the one who sat outside my damn window. You're the one who was trolling me!"
Raven held a shit-eating grin on her face. Clearly very amused by her daughter's outburst. "Trolling? Is that what you kids are calling it nowadays? I prefer the phrase "having fun". After all, a girl has to have some fun sometimes doesn't she?"
"Are you kidding me? How's it fun to screw with own child's head!?" The blonde said as she was waving her arms around her.
The tribe leader couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her mouth. "Well, you did call me stupid if I recall. Perhaps if you hadn't, I wouldn't have felt the need for revenge."
As Yang was about to respond, she clammed up. It was true. She did insult her intelligence.
"Now then. Let's begin your lessons shall we? Trust me Yang, this ability will be most useful to you." Raven said as she went back to being serious. Folding her arms across her body.
"Are the bird faunus the only ones that can do this?" Curiosity shining in her red eyes.
"No. All faunus can turn into the animal they take after. Even half-breeds can do it. However, the art to doing it has been forgotten. Only the tribe knows how to do it now."
The blonde covered her mouth as she gazed up into the clouds. She was thinking about a certain cat eared faunus as an actual cat. Her face began to blush at the thought her partner being a kitty. "Oh dear sweet dust. That would be so damn adorable! Once I learn, I gotta teach Blake. I wanna pet the pussy." Yang then giggled at her own joke.
Raven rolled her eyes. She already knew her daughter was thinking about her partner as a cat. "Alright. Enough day dreaming. Time to get to work Yang." She said with a hard edge in her voice.
Yang pouted at her mother. "Sheesh. Fine. So what do I have to do?"
A/N: Hello again! Just want to say, thanks for all of the support you guys have been giving. Now in this chapter Weiss makes her appearance (YAY!) A couple of people have been asking about the other's reaction to what happened with Yang. Weiss is honestly the only one who had the chance of finding out. I'm sure Iroonwood has eyes and ears in Vale to keep him abreast on what is happening. Also, there is no way for RNJR, Qrow, Blake, and Sun to find out what happened. The CCT is what allows for international broadcasting and for international sharing of information on scrolls. Since it's down, No ones scroll actually works with long distance and is cut off from the rest of the world and can only work locally. Same thing with tv. Vale can only broadcast news or other programs within its own territory. Vale and the rest of the world are cut off from each other. They have to use other ways to communicate. There is evidence to support this. If the CCT was still up, then Ruby would be able use her scroll to send her father and Yang texts to tell them that she is fine. But she can't. She has had to write letters instead. So RNJR and Qrow can only learn what happened if Weiss tells them when she gets there, Taiyang tells them or Raven decides to pay her brother a visit and tells him. Blake and Sun can only find out by some other means that I won't spoil.
In the show, it kind of bothered me that Weiss doesn't grow a bit of a backbone against her abusive family. Seriously, I expected her to lash out at Whitley or Jacques at some point, but it didn't happen. Also, as I said before. Yang still has problems that she still needs to overcome. You just saw one of those problems. As for Raven, I can totally see her trolling Yang with her bird form just for shits and giggles. I also, thought it would have been interesting to give the faunus the ability to change into the animals they take after, but have just forgotten how to and that the tribe are the only ones who remember.
Also, fuck Jacques and Whitley.