New chapter time! I'm itching to see how you guys hate me after this one. It's missing about a quarter of the length of a normal chapter so it's shorter this time around. Enjoy!

The next week was just a storm of Yang prodding at me. She wouldn't let up when me and Blake were together with her. No matter what I told Yang when I had a chance to say something to her didn't stop her. She didn't have much to gain from it so it was more confusing to deal with. At times I wanted to scream at her but no good would come from that. It was just best to power through it as much as I could. The worst was when Ruby pulled down on Blake's shirt a bit too hard and made something easy to see right in front of me. I might have written it off if it wasn't for the fact that Yang didn't really say anything about it.

Nothing like that had happened today though. We were just walking down the street and talking with each other. Ruby was running slightly ahead of us to watch whatever caught her interest and I noticed Yang watching her out of the corner of her eye. That was the only consistent thing about Yang's personality sometimes. No matter what, Ruby was under her supervision when it was possible. For all the time I've known her, Yang had watched over Ruby.

"If you always have to watch Ruby when she's with you, why do you bring her along all the time?" I finally asked.

Yang smiled and glanced at me. "Because no one else is. I'm one of the few people I can trust with her."

I didn't understand. "What about your parents? Aren't they good enough."

The blonde didn't take her eyes off Ruby. "They probably would be if they were around."

"Do you not live with them?" I asked.

Yang finally looked at me. "Technically yes, but that's because they're dead."

I was a little shaken by that statement. "That's horrible, Yang. I didn't mean to bring up such bad memories."

"It's fine." Yang said. "They died in a home invasion in case you were wondering. It doesn't matter how it affects me though, just as long as Ruby can keep being happy."

Blake piped in on the low conversation. "You guys went into foster care after that didn't you?"

Yang dropped into an angry frown. "Yea, and the family we were put in was a piece of shit. Especially the father."

"Why him specifically?" I was curious.

"He decided he was able to do what he wanted to the kids that were placed in his care. I was seventeen by the time we got there so he didn't touch me but one day that monster was trying to put his hands on Ruby where hands shouldn't be." Yang was looking a lot more tense now.

Blake looked a little shocked herself. "I didn't know that much. You skipped over this when I asked."

Yang calmed a little. "Well Weiss is a special case. I've got information on her so I'm giving her information on me."

I was still curious about how the story ended. "What happened when you found out about him and Ruby?"

"I kicked his ass and left. When I was eighteen I came back and fought for custody of Ruby and got her out of there." Yang was finally smiling at that last sentence. "We live in our parents' house old house and survive mostly off of inherited assets and the odd jobs I do around town."

"Must be tough." I said without thinking about it.

Yang laughed. "You bet. Ruby is doing okay though so I'm doing okay."

I was about to agree with Yang when Blake stepped in between us. "Um, Yang. Ruby ran off."

Yang's head snapped to the street corner ahead of us. "Well shit. I need to be more careful next time." Yang started running off. "Help me find her. I doubt she went far so split up and search the stores and such."

Yang disappeared around the corner while me and Blake were left there in her wake. We quickly agreed it would be best to help Yang and went our separate ways in search of her. Blake said she was going to search every shop on the block which left me searching through the streets which was more than I originally thought. There were a lot of nooks and crannies to search through and Ruby was a small girl which meant that she could fit almost anywhere. For all I knew, she was stuck in a dumpster or something.

I was glad that the amount of people walking around didn't hinder my search by a lot. It forced me to weave through some people but nothing that I couldn't manage. Ruby was too active for her own good when something like this happens. She doesn't stay still long enough for us to find her and after ten minutes of looking I still didn't see her.

I paused and called Blake. "Have you found Ruby yet?"

I heard the crowd of a busy shop in the background. "No but I've got a couple of shop keepers on the watch for her. Just keep looking. I'll call Yang and ask her. Maybe try some alleyways, she's an adventurous kid so she be acting brave."

"Okay, good idea Blake. I'm at the corner of Spirits Street so I'll start here. Talk to you later."

I hung up and started down the street, hoping to see Ruby's red hair unharmed. Just as I expected in the back of my mind though, I didn't find a trace. My last option was checking alleys for her. I went down a couple only finding a couple of metal dumpsters. For as clean as Vale was on the outside these places really made some people reconsider living here. I was thankful that they weren't near my apartment but maybe I was just being a little stuck up.

The third and last alley on the street had a pile of broken pallets and other useless carrying equipment. I figured I was next to some or behind some big department store or close to one. There were still dumpsters in here but there wasn't much of a smell. I walked all the way down keeping an eye out for Ruby all the way down. No luck for me yet again.

My phone vibrated in my bag and I stopped to look at it. The screen said "Blake" with her picture in the center. I went to answer it but I didn't get a chance to say hello as a hand covered my mouth and yanked me to the side. The phone fell and shattered while I was left pulling as hard as I could, trying to yell through someone's hand. Their grip was firm though and I couldn't do anything to break free except kick at their legs.

I was pulled into the corner and I guess my attacker was tired of my resistance because they flashed a knife in front of my vision which made me completely freeze. Hands are one thing but a knife would do more damage to me than I wanted. When they were satisfied that I was done with my thrashing about, they finally walked around in front of me, trapping me against the wall and their body.

They had a mask on and a look of desire in their eye. I had never seen such look before and it scared me. "Glad you finally stopped moving so much." It was a male voice and I didn't plan on responding. He pushed against me closer and I tried pushing him away. One of his hands grabbed my arms and yanked them above me while the other pointed the knife at my stomach. "You're not going to do anything." He said. "The second you scream or try anything, this knife goes straight into you. You understand?"

I didn't respond nor move my head. My mind couldn't function properly in a situation like this. It was overworking itself trying to find answer to this but the only thing it could come up was to just not resist. "Good girl, this will be easy for both of us then." His hand let go of my arms and I let them go limp at my sides. The know free hand started feeling me up. It took what it wanted and I was stuck trying not to scream.

I felt my pants come undone and his hand exploring something no one else has ever touched. It was too much for me to take. I closed my eyes and retreated to my memory of when I was at Blake's apartment for the first time. These memories were the only things this man couldn't touch and the only place I was safe from him. My body could still feel him touching me but I refused to acknowledge it. The only visible sign of my torture was my tears that were ignored by the man.

Does anyone remember the "I do what I want" warning? I'm pretty sure that applies to this situation. Oh well. As always, reviews are welcome and remember to HAVE FUN!(Or not, in Weiss's case at least...)