AN: Heya guys. So i know it took me awhile and i'm really sorry, but it's mostly because i was busy with work and trying to figure this schedule out. Originally this was gonna be a Ruby chapter but in the end i realized i'm only delaying this story more and more as i try to force out a chapter i'm not exactly in to and i don't want to make such a small story arc take so darn long just because i'm stuck on a character for long period's at a time. So here is the next Yang chapter that i honestly was dying to type out since i was looking forward to this chapter since day one so here you go!
Yang sat down in a small steel room. A rickety steel framed bunk bed welded into the swaying floor. If she wasn't so focused on the maimed being in her arm's it probably would have made her sick. But no, the person in her arm's commanded double the attention. She hadn't spoken a word to Yang. But then again she couldn't, much like her ear's her tongue had been sliced off. Lazily wrapped bandages were her only clothing to hide the bruises and cut's and brand's that decorated her body. Her face was stained by long since dried up tear's and her yellow eyes were devoid of hope or care. Her arm's just loosely wrapped around Yang's neck, the bruises from her bind's swollen and cut from how tight they had been. Yang would have cried. She would have murmured sweet words into Blake's ear promising vengeance. She would've held her as tight as possible. If not to comfort then to at least shatter the hallucination that haunted her in the dead of night. But no matter what she couldn't bring herself to harm or curse or even speak to this one. This one was all to real to her.
She remembered when she had first seen it sitting in her bed when she had come back to her room from the kitchen the day after she had her new arm. She had cried and held the illusion with all her grasp and her mind was so fogged up from tear's and sorrow she hadn't identified that it hadn't been real. When her father ran to check on her and said she was seeing thing's she had yelled and called him a liar. It wasn't until the hallucination shattered from her strength that she realized it had been nothing but her broken mind tricking her.
She rarely saw this Blake. And when she did it never spoke. It hadn't been long before she found out why. She jumped slightly when she felt the lips of the hallucination move against her skin,But as she calmed down she was able to figure out the words Blake was mouthing against her shoulder. "I'm sorry i left you." Yang didn't respond. She was still startled at how reel this one felt to her. By how well her body felt every touch and how when it was quiet enough she could actually hear Blake's weak almost dying heart beat and her gently gasping for air with every breath. "It's okay..." Yang barely croaked out the response and held back her tear's. She was horrified that this might be the closest hallucination to Blake's real condition.
Blake sat up weakly and stood stumbling. She unlike the others willingly did what Yang wanted and when Yang had briefly thought of going topside she had stood to allow her to leave, As yang stood and walked to the door She felt a weight clamp gently around her forearm. She didn't bother to look back she knew who it was.
Darvo was on the deck of the ship leaning over the rail and staring at the moon. He was loosely aware of the other person beside him. His eyes peered slightly to the Blonde beside him. She looked tired and destroyed, He knew exactly which one was currently haunting her. They had been lucky the examiner had thought she was well enough to get her license back. "Wanna talk about it?" His voice was soft anf he turned his gaze to Yang and sighed as she looked away to the sea clutching something in her hand tightly only to flinch and relax her hand a bit.
"You know it won't get better if you keep acknowledging them."
"I know Darv." She sighed and hung her head leaning more of her body against the rail. "But I can't help it. Especially with this one."
Darv sighed and nodded his head looking back to the moon. He watched as it slowly made it's way down the sky and he absentmindedly noticed that Yang had gone limp and her body was now only supported by the rail. Light snore's escaped her mouth and he gently lifted her up and carried her to her bunk. He did his best not to wake her as he placed her on the hard old mattress and tucked her in. He walked to his own 'bunk' and noticed the barely visible outline of a girl sitting by Yang's head holding her hand. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and gave a sigh of relief that it had disappeared. "Must be my imagination." He laid down on a musty blanket provided for him and rested.
AN: I'm sorry these chapter's are so short but im happy to see no one's complaining and the only one who brought it up was actually happy with the format so thank you. anyways please leave a review if you would like to. I'm afraid the intermission between chapter's is gonna get longer until i finish up my college research paper's so hang tight. and also hooray RWBY Vol 4 will be coming out soon and all my fanfiction head cannon's are going to be utterly destroyed!