Warning: There's mild gore coming up in this chapter. If you're uncomfortable reading such stuff, I'd recommend skipping reading the nightmare segment in entirety. If you're fine with it, ignore this message. Have a good day, thank you for your time.

Blake's vision was so blurry as she looked around herself while her eyes to the… different environment she was in. As her vision sharpened, she gasped when she realized where she was. A grey room. A grey, small room that had a singular door leading into it, the said door being worn-out and rusty, though there was a window on that very door.

As Blake tried to get up and walk towards the said door, she heard the rattle of chains and felt the inability to do so, looking down and gasping sharply and loudly when she saw chains stuck into her forearms and the back of her legs. They weren't wrapped around her, no, they were actually inserted into her, protruding out of her limbs and into a wall.

After a few seconds, she tugged again, feeling a sharp pain run through her body when she did so, letting out a wince of pain as Blake realized she was permanently attached to this wall somehow. Even if she wanted to tug on the chains as hard as she could, the best she'd do is rip the chains out and open brutal wounds on where the chains were stuck into her.

Fuck.

It was only after the breathed slowly that she realized that she was hearing soft whispers and murmurs around her. In her head. Her hands shook slightly as she tried to ignore the whispers, unable to make out what they were saying. "Who are you?..." She seemed to whisper to herself, though obviously she was referencing the voices in her head.

Suddenly, one whisper stuck out. Her own whisper.

"Kill them."

A jolt of incredible power surged through Blake when the whisper told her what to do, making her body feel all fuzzy and warm and… good. It felt so good. But she immediately returned to her senses when she took a second to regain herself, realizing someone was whispering commands to her.

"Who?..." Blake weakly responded, her voice shaky as she clutched her head slightly, trying to ignore the endless murmurs that filled her mind. "Where am I?..."

A wretchedly deep ambient noise suddenly filled the air as she heard soft footsteps in the hall that was connected to her room yet separated by that rusty door she was behind, making her skin crawl and shudder. She could feel herself losing it. She was sweating, her yellow eyes darted all over the room as she felt her head vibrate painfully while her vision eerily began pulsing and the walls seemed to contort around her, the chains seemingly pulling her back into the wall. Her hands were shaking violently and her breathing became erratic. She was barely able to breathe now.

And her own voice whispered yet again to her, with a bit more… sharpness to it, if you will.

"Kill them all."

Her body went into a spasm for another second as terribly overwhelming pleasure and power overcame her, her eyes fluttering before she shook off the spasm.

And then she noticed the door slowly opening before her.

There was… a black mist behind the door. Black mist that seemed to consume light and fill the entire hallway before it seemed to open the door. Blake couldn't help but start crying out of panic all of a sudden as the door was opened further and the mist slowly edged closer to her.

Two tendrils suddenly shot out of the mist towards Blake and she let out an ear-piercing scream, before suddenly everything went to black.

Blake awoke to find herself walking down a familiar hallway once more, her body walking on its own, yet she still felt in control. The hallway was that of Beacon.

And she knew damn well where she was walking to.

As she entered the dorm of her own team, her eyes darted to the figure that was laying on one of the beds motionlessly.

Yang Xiao Long.

Blake's body slowly took a few steps towards the laying Yang, whose eyes were pitch black, no pupils in them whatsoever. Yet Yang's head seemed to follow Blake's every move, creepily looking at her no matter where she went.

When Blake reached Yang, Yang didn't respond. She wasn't breathing, she wasn't saying anything. She was just… staring. Her skin was so unnaturally pale.

Yet Blake suddenly got self-conscious about her mouth for some reason. What was happening?

She covered her mouth with both of her hands, twitching wildly as the eerie Yang continued to stare…

She kept staring…

Blake could feel the whispers coming back to her very quickly and very loudly.

Staring.

She could feel the edges of her mouth painfully widen, as if someone was carving a smile on her face with a knife.

Staring.

She slowly uncovered her mouth, feeling her lips twitch aggressively as she felt overpowering anger and sadness suddenly overtake anything she was currently feeling right now.

…

"STOP STARING AT ME!" Blake screamed out, clutching her head for a moment as the whispers kept on and Yang kept staring, before suddenly she shoved her hand into Yang's stomach, her eyes widening when she did so.

Why did it feel so relieving?

She then pulled her arm out, revealing Yang's intestines in them as they were clutched harshly and pulled out of the blonde, red blood covering Blake's hand as she stared at the organs and then looked back at Yang.

She was still staring.

Blake became overwhelmed with rage, shoving her other hand into Yang's body and beginning to aggressively fling Yang's insides all over the dorm, the walls getting splattered with organs and blood as Blake kept going and going, losing all control of herself and screaming violently as she ravaged Yang and tore her apart, throwing every single muscle, bone and organ that Yang was made of around the dorm, all while crying and screams tried to escape Blake's mouth, her voice now becoming painful to the ears as she shredded her vocal chords to hell and beyond, unable to even scream anymore, instead letting out a raspy and painful growl, her throat hurting as if she had swallowed razors.

And everything went to black again.

Blake seemed to be stuck in a trance as the darkness surrounded her, letting her regain her composure and realize what the fuck she was doing just moments ago.

This had to be a nightmare.

"Please wake me up…" She softly cried out, curling into a ball as she floated in the grand darkness, feeling nothing but immense sadness.

Afterwards, she watched a big room slowly form itself in front of her, her eyes blinking slowly to adjust to the new bright setting she was in. The room was huge. No doors to be found in it either.

However, there was someone on their knees in the corner.

Someone with… long, black hair seemed to be eating something in the corner. Gross sounds of bones and meat getting chewed and ripped apart made Blake cringe and shudder slightly, before she nervously walked towards the person.

The person had her back turned to Blake, and Blake could barely see blood dripping in front of the person as the person ate and chewed on something, the gross sounds now making Blake silently gag behind the person for a second.

When she inhaled deeply, her shaking hand slowly reached to tap the person's shoulder. This person seemed so familiar…

Right before Blake's hand touched the person's shoulder, the chewing stopped, and the person looked at the corner now, not chewing anymore.

Blake's hand softly backed off as the person turned their head very slowly towards Blake.

Blake's eyes widened and a gasp came from her as she found herself staring at her own self that ate in the corner. The other Blake still kept her hands in front of her, though not showing them to the real Blake as if she wanted to continue to eat whatever she was eating.

This other Blake had such bloody lips though. Her mouth was covered in a deep red shade of blood, which made Blake recoil slightly as the other Blake kept silently and lifelessly staring at her.

The other Blake then slowly began turning her body around, wanting to show what she was eating to the real Blake.

Blake let out a loud gasp and barely held back throwing up as she saw what the kneeling Blake was eating.

She was eating her own hands.

Bloody stumps remained where the hands should've been, bone protruding out of the stump slightly and ripped flesh exposing itself, bleeding softly before Blake.

Blake was, to put it simply, horrified at this image. Watching herself with eaten-off arms staring at her was mortifying. The other Blake didn't respond though.

The other Blake simply swallowed what she had left in her mouth of her hands, and then spoke.

"Behind you."

Blake quickly turned around, her own hands shaking as her body quickly turned around, watching carefully. Her eyes darted to every corner of the room except the one she was in, trying to notice something. There was nothing behind her.

She could her soft footsteps approaching her from behind, knowing it was the other Blake she was just staring at.

Why was she suddenly paralyzed with fear though?...

"I said…" The other Blake spoke, her voice changing.

"Behind you."

The last thing Blake saw when she turned around was black eyes with red pupils staring back at her, barely an inch away from her own eyes as the other Blake had a wicked grin on her.

Blake sprang awake whilst breathing heavily, her eyes wide open and her body shaking slightly while sweat poured down her face and body. She looked around her, noticing she was back where she was supposed to be, looking at Yang, Ruby and Weiss while they slept. She was back at the hotel. Back with her team.

She let out a huge sigh of relief as she calmed down slightly, but she was still shaking. The dream terrified her. There was no way she could sleep right now.

"Blake?..."

Blake jumped in her bed and gasped, her eyes darting to Yang, noticing her look up from her sleeping position slightly, looking at Blake with tired eyes.

"What's wrong?..." Yang tiredly asked, slowly rubbing her eyes as she did so.

"N-nothing. I…" Blake gulped, sighing.

"I just had a really terrible dream…" She shook her head, her eyes softly looking at Yang while she stared.

"Blake, just let it go… he's dead…" Yang groaned as she laid back down, resting her head on her pillow and closing her eyes, assuming she had a dream about Adam.

"I know, I know… sorry, I just… need a bit of fresh air. I have to open the window." Blake breathed out, noticing how piping hot it was to be in this room. Or maybe that was just her.

"Don't keep it open for too long, I don't wanna be cold…" Yang yawned out, not really minding what Blake said, feeling herself softly drift away to sleep once more.

"I won't…" Blake slowly got up from the bed, opening the window lightly and letting the soft breeze wash over her with a relaxed sigh. This felt so relieving.

Even then, she still wouldn't be able to sleep. The dream briefly flashed in her mind and she couldn't get it out of her head. As much as she was ashamed to admit, she was scared of sleeping now. She looked out the window for a bit, noting the dark, empty streets and the quiet whisper of the night wind as it washed over her face and body.

Maybe she should go for a tiny walk to clear her head. No, walking away from the hotel would be kind of reckless, now, wouldn't it? Blake softly thought about it, before deciding to limit herself.

"Let's go for a walk. But I shouldn't stray too far from the hotel. Maybe a few steps here and there, nothing grand." Blake's thoughts whispered to her, and she nodded lightly.

She didn't have her weapon with her anymore, and who knows who could be roaming these streets in the middle of the night. At least if she's close to the hotel and someone spots her, she can easily get back into it through the window and conceal herself from whoever would intend on doing her any harm.

Alright, she had something to fall back to in case something bad happened. Good. She didn't need to stay out for too long. Maybe a minute or two will be enough to clear her mind.

She looked back at the sleeping team, before jumping out the window, masterfully landing on her socks and hissing slightly when she forgot she wasn't exactly wearing anything on her feet besides her socks, feeling the chilling concrete cool her feet. Good job, you absolute walnut.

Oh well, she didn't really mind it too much, if she were to be honest.

She slowly peeked out of the dark alley she was in, a step or two away from being clearly visible in the street. She took a deep breath, a small smile creeping up on her face as she felt much more relieved now, looking around in silence as well. The silence was so pleasing to her now.

She took a few steps in front of the hotel, idly walking in front of it and leaning on the exterior of it every now and then, thinking about the dream as she did so. So many questions, yet she could barely remember the dream clearly. It was… just so disturbing to think about.

She then looked idly up at the streetlight, hugging herself when she felt the cold air around her, watching the light flicker gently, her eyes entranced by such a thing.

As she closed her eyes for a moment, she heard something behind her, her faunus ears twitching for a second as she tried to hear how close the sound was. Her eyes shot open wide when she realized the noise was right behind her.

Before she could let out a gasp, she felt a hand grip her mouth and muffle it so that nothing could escape it, right as she tried to scream. The last thing she saw and felt before everything went black was her being lifted up by someone from behind her by her head alone, and then getting her head slammed hard down onto the concrete below, the hit so hard that it even just outright shut down her aura that was trying to protect her.

The sun's rays lit up team RWBY's dorm softly through the window as everyone slept quietly, save for Ruby, who felt a weird breeze wash over her body for a second, her eyes fluttering as she woke up. She sat down on the side of her bed, tiredly rubbing her eyes, before taking her hands away, letting her silver eyes adjust to the light that embraced the room through the window.

A window that was open for some reason.

Ruby didn't notice anything thought yet, her mind and body were still not fully awake, so she spent a good minute looking around the room, before blinking, noticing something was off. Her eyes darted to Blake's bed, only to find it empty, before she looked at the wide-open window, humming in thought.

Where did Blake go?

Ruby got up slowly, groaning quietly as she walked over to the window, looking outside whilst leaning to get a better view of the street the hotel was in. She eyed the numerous people that walked in front of the hotel, certain people looking at her back with a slightly confused stare. Why would a girl in pajamas be leaning out like that?

Regardless, Blake was nowhere to be found.

The crimson-haired girl remembered seeing Yang and Blake have a convo near the window yesterday, turning to Yang and shaking her to wake her up, though she made sure to not shake Yang too roughly.

"Sis…?"

Yang let out a gentle groan as she awoke, her eyes looking at Ruby's for a second in a tired manner, before her voice asked:

"What is it, Ruby?..." Yang groaned out, turning onto her side as the blonde wished to rest her eyes just a bit more. It was basically the '5-more-minutes' situation everyone has been in when rudely awakened by someone.

"Sis, where's Blake?"

Yang's eyes opened quizzically, confused by the question, before she sat up on her bed, looking at Ruby in a weird manner.

"Uhh, she's right…" Yang turned to look at Blake's bed, her eyes widening when Blake was nowhere to be found in her bed. Yang then swiftly turned to look at the open window, confused.

"She said she was just gonna open the window when she woke up…" Yang muttered to herself as she rapidly got up from the bed, walking towards the window and looking around, making Ruby worry slightly while her eyes darted back to the bed Blake was previously sleeping in.

"Blake?" Ruby yelled out periodically as she walked around the city alongside Yang, who had her arms crossed, looking into one of the alleyways as they passed by them. The blonde seemed to be deep in thought.

"Blaake?" Ruby shouted again as they walked, earning some confused stares from onlookers as Ruby and Yang walked by them, meanwhile Yang shot them a red-eyed glare back, knowing damn well that'll stop them from judging her lil' sister when she's yelling out someone's name out loudly.

"Ruby!" Jaune yelled out as he saw her, walking towards her as Nora and Ren followed, hesitant.

"Jaune! Any sign of Blake?" She worriedly asked, sadly getting a head shake from Jaune in response.

"Nope. No traces whatsoever. It's like she just up and left or something!" Nora answered loudly instead of Jaune, Yang's eyes slightly squinting as she looked down at the ground in thought, Blake's promise echoing in her head over and over again.

Did she lie to her again?

"I think we should just let her be for now. She needs a bit of time to herself." Yang coldly responded, looking at Nora with rather strict eyes.

"What? Yang, if something had been bugging Blake, she could've just-"

"There's a reason she doesn't want to talk to us about it, and I'd rather not dwell on it!" Yang snapped at Ruby, red eyes slightly glimmering as they looked at Ruby's silver ones.

"B-but…"

"Ruby! There's simply shit that people will not discuss at all with anyone, so don't try to constantly wallow into someone's business and think that just patting them on the back and being overly optimistic will fix all of their problems! The world is not all sunshine and rainbows, you know that! So give Blake a bit of space, I'm sure she'll be back in a day or two!" Yang yelled at Ruby as her red eyes shined slightly, Yang's hands clenched into fists while Ruby just leaned back while Yang towered over her, her lip quivering and her eyes watering slowly.

As Yang slowly realized what she had just done, looking at Ruby with lavender eyes now, before noting the attention of many strangers that had stopped around the group to see what the yelling was about. She looked at team JNR, only to receive shocked stares from them as well.

She looked back at Ruby, silent and ashamed as their eyes locked for a good amount of seconds, before Ruby wiped one of her eyes with her hand and walked off abruptly, stifling a few sobs as she pushed through the crowd of people that had gathered around the group.

"Ruby, I'm…" Yang reached out to Ruby but it was too late, seeing as she had disappeared into the crowd, unable to be seen by either JNR or Yang.

"Right… uhm… let's… meet back at the hotel after we've searched the city…" Jaune awkwardly stated as Yang turned her head to look at him, the crowd slowly walking away from all of them.

"Oh… Okay…" Yang slowly nodded, looking at the ground in shame, hearing the footsteps of the three other students get farther and farther, leaving her alone.

She took a deep, very shaky breath as she looked around her, now feeling nothing but emptiness and remorse.

"Well done, Yang. Well. Fucking. Done." She was absolutely furious at herself, proceeding to retrace her steps back to the hotel where Jaune had promised that they'd all meet, thinking about what she had just done.

Blake drowsily opened her eyes after feeling the cold air surrounding her, feeling her arms and legs spread a bit by something. As she attempted to move, she realized she was chained tightly to a wall, gasping as she looked around, seeing a red sky outside of the nearby window as her eyes darted everywhere around the room.

Her ears slightly twitched as she heard footsteps approaching the room, feeling her panic start to rise as she desperately attempted to break free from the chains.

"Blake… Belladonna, was it?" Salem softly asked as she walked into the chamber in which Blake was chained in, meanwhile Blake's eyes widened as she let out a gasp as she realized who she was seeing.

"You're…"

"I see Ozpin has told you many things about me, dear." Salem shook her head, looking at Blake with a very subtle smirk.

"Perhaps too many things…" She added in, before sighing.

"So, you seem to be best at running away, from what I've heard." Salem teased as her hand gently brushed Blake's cheek, making Blake inch away from Salem's hand.

"Don't touch me." Blake hissed, earning a very quiet giggle from Salem.

It was evident that Salem was enjoying this.

"Ah, if you say so, my dear." Salem obeyed, nodding lightly, before turning towards the hallway where she came from.

"Since I can't harm you because you've forbid me to do so, I'll just have someone special take good care of you." Salem sighed, before snapping her fingers.

Blake heard heavy footsteps again, getting nervous quickly as she realized this wasn't going to end well if she's trapped here.

"Say hello to your old lover, Blake." Salem smirked as Adam walked into the room, grimm as always while Blake's eyes widened and her brain shut off for a second when she saw him.

"…A-Adam?!" She tried desperately to get the chains off, but to no avail, as the demonic Adam slowly walked towards her, unsheathing Wilt from Blush, before tossing Blush away, meanwhile Wilt softly shined with a red glow surrounding the blade.

"Hello, Blake." Adam simply replied with a more 'ashy' voice, probably due to the mouthpiece he had on him.

"I'd rather not beat around the bush this time. I think it's my turn to cause some pain to you, now, don't you think?" He whispered, pointing the blade at Blake's forehead, rotating it to the side lightly as his grimm eyes met Blake's.

"I'll enjoy this so much more than you ever will. Trust me."

That's chapter 3 for you. Just wanted to thank you all for being interested in this story in the first place, I really am glad to hear that you're all enjoying it. I'll see you all in chapter 4, have a wonderful rest of your day.