When Blake woke up, it was at the one place she never thought she would be in the receiving end.

The interrogation room.

She vowed never to set foot in this place again, refusing to help the White Fang interrogate people. They might not be innocent, but they still didn't deserve this treatment. Now, there she was, in their shoes. Karma's a real bitch, Blake thought. The faunus raised her head and looked around, the back of her head throbbed from the impact Adam gave her. Wincing, she looked up, her arms were raised above her head, chained to the ceiling, half hanging half standing. The chains wrapped around uncomfortably tight, starting from her biceps and coiling around up to her wrists. She didn't know how long she'd been out, but judging from the ache on her arms and a few dried drips of blood from her wrists due to the strain of the chains, she could guess it's been a while.

A hand appeared in her line of vision and gripped the feline's jaw tightly, coercing a pained gasp from the faunus. Her vision blurred for a second from the sudden movement, her head injury throbbing. When her vision focused red eyes stared back at her, Adams cold gaze earning a defiant glare from Blake.

"You do realize that I must now set you as an example for everyone else," he stated in a low voice. His hair was tousled from their earlier fight, and torn clothes with bloody gashes were still visible. He didn't bother to change or get cleaned up, he's probably been waiting for Blake to wake up. She didn't respond, just stared back in stubbornness.

"Why Blake? Why do this to yourself? Do you no longer support our cause?" He continued. As he kept talking his voice grew louder and his grip on her jaw tightened, but the feline refused to show him weakness.

"What cause?" Blake asked incredulously, no longer keeping quiet. "This is no longer an organization to fight for our rights, can't you see that?! Sienna is proving them right, Adam." She tried to reason. "We're acting like children with a temper tantrum, if someone doesn't see our way we fight them until they do. We are becoming what they have been accusing us of, terrorists!"

Blake took a deep breath, she was starting to raise her voice too, she was the calm and level headed of the duo. When she spoke again her voice was lower, "this is exactly what my father was talking about years back, the White Fang is changing, yes. But its changing for the worst." She looked into his eyes pleadingly, trying to get him to see what's in from of him. His face was still free from his usual mask.

"If I recall, I heard no objections when you 'interrogated' that Schnee council member for information," he deadpanned. Blake visibly winced.

"I'm not proud of what I've done, I'm not any better but I've realized that, Adam. I want to help change the world for the better. Equality, peace," Adam let go of Blake's jaw and narrowed his eyes. "You wanted that once too, remember?" Blake stared into those eyes, looking through those hard lines marring his face, hoping to see a spark of realization. Understanding. Something! Anything that proves he's still the Adam she once knew.

She found nothing in that stony expression, aside from disappointment. Her heart dropped to her near dangling feet. Is this where they drift apart?

No, she thought. They went separate ways long ago, maybe the day he was promoted to lieutenant. He worked twice as hard to please those above him, never questioning why they were changing to harsher methods.

"Nobody saw our fight, we were far from the campsite. Be grateful that I won't report this to Sienna." He decided, speaking in a far-off tone, his mind not entirely here. Blake's ears perked up, hope filled her eyes.

"I promised to always protect you that day, but I can't save you from yourself Bella," he spoke softly for the first time in too long while, using the childhood nickname he gave her. Blake was speechless for a moment, he hadn't called her that since the day he became Sienna Khan's right hand man. Four years ago.

"This will be the last time I save you." Adam stated.

"You're saving me? You have a very funny way of showing it – "

" – Next time," he continued as if she hadn't spoken, "I won't just leave you here for the night. Next time, I'll show you the true meaning of interrogation." His face shifted from pensive to stern, the look of promise in his eyes causing a chill to run through he poor pained faunus. He turned and left.

Blake was left in the dark, half dangling. Her arms ached. That's going to leave a mark, she thought as she looked up at her arms again. Her aura was still gone.

She knew something like this might happen, Adam doesn't stand for those who don't follow orders. This time he was going to keep quiet about her… misbehavior. Next time. Next time will he really stab her in the back and report her to Sienna? Did I just lose him? She thought, saddened by the prospect.

Blake sighed. I don't even know anymore. Now what? I can't just stay here, but, where would I even go? I know no life outside of the White Fang. She was left to her thoughts along in the dark.

Blake did what she was told after that day, but deep back in her mind she was trying to figure out how the hell she got to this point, and how she'll get out.

. . .

Weeks passed after that confrontation. Adam revoked her of her duty as an interrogator and instead became his second in command. Blake knew that it was his way of keeping an eye on her. She followed him on missions and helped carry them out.

The faunus never wore the mask. Maybe deep down she knew that what she was doing was wrong, but didn't follow up on it.

Today was another heist mission. The new interrogator was able to get information of a new shipment of dust. Apparently, the Schnee Dust Co. was getting smarter. Instead of using airships to transport dust, they went the long route and were doing it through trains, hoping to avoid possible theft. The newest shipment was on its way out of Vale, passing through the Forever Fall Forest. Adam and Blake were to intercept them at dawn, when the train passes by their new positioned campsite. This was their last raid, after this they were going back to Mystral, regroup for the next big project.

The feline walked by Adams' tent, he was speaking to some people. Blake didn't catch much, having just arrived as the three figures were leaving. She took one look at Adam's face and she knew it wasn't a good conversation.

"What was that about?" She asked, leaning her weight on one leg and placing her hand on her hip. They were back to acting normal around each other again. Quarreling between them was nothing new, it was almost normal between them.

Adam just stared at the retreating figures and responded with, "nothing. We need to finish preparing. The train will be here at dawn." He walked off to another tent, probably to finalize some last-minute details.

With that, Blake walked off into the forest, deep in thought of what has transpired these past few weeks. She looked down at her arms, the chains had left scars. She used extra ribbon she had for Gambol Shroud and tied them on her right arm and her left wrist. She didn't have enough left to cover her upper left arm, so she made a makeshift sleeve with a metal band to keep it in place. She thought about using her bow ribbon instead but opted against it. She didn't want to risk it.

When Adam first saw them, he just stared for a bit, and then looked away. Like it never happened, Blake thought. She sat on a large boulder in the middle of a clearing, and looked up at the sky and the broken moon. The leaves of the forest floating around, reminiscent to rose petals. Beautiful, the faunus observed, before a voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Blake. Its time," he announced.

She closed her eyes and sighed. "Okay." She responded, looking over at him. The feline hopped off the boulder and made her way towards her partner. Both sprinted off toward the railroad tracks, halting as they neared the hill. They waited. Anytime now. There it is. Her body soon responded to the adrenaline that coursed through her, jumping off and sliding down the hill at Adam's heels. Both jumped off and onto the train, they hurried quickly for one of the emergency hatches and dropped down.

As soon as Blake joined Adam in the train, he observed his surroundings and said "looks like we're going to have to do this the hard way." They both rose, the feline faunus raising her arm to grip her weapon but not drawing it. The bull faunus griping the handle of his, not moving yet either.

"Don't be so dramatic," Blake responded with a sly smile. Robots surrounded them, this appeased the amber eyed girl. I can let loose then, she concluded.

They stayed immobile, Blake waiting for Adam to make the first move. An Android standing directly in from of him raised both its arms, transforming into some form of machine gun. "Intruder, identify yourself," it spoke.

Adam fired off his weapon, sending his sword flying to knock the robots' head back with the handle. Adam soon finishing it off by grabbing his weapon mid-air, slicing through the metal easily and shooting its head off. All in a matter of seconds. This prompted the remaining androids to act offensively, starting towards Blake, who still hadn't move from her position, with bladed arms. She used her semblance to easily land behind them as they attacked her shadow clone. Then the dance started. The duo were one of the White Fang's best partners for a reason. When they fought alongside each other they did so in sync, no communication was necessary. They knew each other so well that it wasn't necessary, both had each other's backs.

Maybe it was because they knew each other for years, or because Adam taught her everything she knew. Maybe it was because they fought each other so frequently that they familiarized themselves with how the other moves. They were the best.

As they finished off the remaining robots and moved to the next train car, Adam opened on of the wooden cases. Revealing countless amounts of dust. "Perfect, move up to the next car. I'll set the charges." Adam announced.

"Wait, I thought this was a heist mission." Blake stared at Adam accusingly, "I was never told we were going to blow it up."

"Well, you do now." He responded coolly.

"What about the crew members?" She asked, with so much dust, the explosion is going to have a huge impact.

"What about them?" He asked, in a noncaring tone.

Blake looked away in disbelief. She was about to retort when they both heard metal movement from the back of the car. A huge android stood before them. They'd never seen one this big.

"Adam!" Blake exclaimed in urgency. They were surrounded by highly explosive crystals and various kinds of dust, if that thing starts shooting near the crates, even aura might not be enough to save them.

Adam quickly moved to divert its attention, moving towards the left side on the train car with no explosive contents. The huge mechanism started shooting, while dodging Adam could feel the amount on power behind them.

Blake moved toward the opposite side, hoping to find a blind spot and cut off its weapons. Tough luck, this type of metal was different, not as easy to slice through like the others. Blake fell back from the impact, landing hard on the metallic floor, disorienting her for a few seconds. Adam rushed in to divert the robot's attacks, it didn't work out so well. He ended up getting bitch flicked backwards, and was forced to dodge incoming shots. The robot started advancing, heading to where Blake was still kneeling on the floor. Adam rushed to her and carried her off bridal style. She hoped off, dizziness from the impact fading away.

"We need to get out of here," Blake said desperately. They were in a very enclosed space, in here, their attacks will be restricted. They needed more room.

Adam said nothing, but was thinking the same thing. He shifted into a defensive position, noticing a change in weaponry from the robot. By the time they realized what was going to happen, the projectile was already speeding towards them. Forcing them backwards and tearing the metal doors open.Well, Blake though through gritted teeth. "That's one way to get out."

Blake and Adam rose, the latter yelling over the wind that was blowing past them, "buy me some time."

The feline faunus, realizing what he meant to do, seemed doubtful. "Are you sure?" She yelled back.

"Do it!"

Blake sprinted forward, she needed only to divert its attention for about 12 seconds. That should be enough time. As she dodged an attacked, the robot got in a few hits, but she let her shadow copy take the hits. When she estimated 12 seconds had passed, she backflipped towards Adam. Glancing over she saw that he was ready, "move!" he barked out. She ran behind him jumping onto the next train car, his semblance was very dangerous, anything at a certain radius from his could be affected by moonslice.

He did it, the robot disintegrated, along with a few trees and crates that were near the impact. As Adam turned and walked towards her, Blake looked down. A single metal clamp help these two cars together. On one side was nothing but a path to destruction, and on the other was one of redemption. The crew members were located on her car, and that was all Blake needed to know.

Looking up, she saw Adam pause, sensing a change in the air. She looked at him, memorizing him and hoping never to run paths again, as she reached for Gambol Shroud. She closed her eyes, and her sorrowful expression turned to one of determination. Opening her eyes again she started at the bull faunus' face, "goodbye." She said, braking the only link that held them together. As they drifted apart, she noticed Adam didn't move. He could have tried to stop her, said something, or even shoot at her. But he did nothing. He let her go.

Hello! So here was part 2 of Blake's flash back. Just a quick reminder this is all happening in Blake's mind. Remember chapter 1? After losing those White Fang rookies she started having these flashbacks. Also someone pointed out that sometimes White Fang was being abbreviated as WF. For some reason my computer auto corrects it to WF. I reread twice but I apparently didn't get all of them. Fixing this in Ao3 is waaaay easier. Still working on familiarizing myself with Fanfiction. I'll try to keep a better eye out.