Hello! Please, enjoy what you read at your own will, within reason and respect. Thank you for reading.

Disclaimer: I do not claim nor own anything. All rights are reserved to their respective owners and no copyright infringement intended. This fiction is for pure entertainment only and not for commercial purposes.


A deafening silence in a library was as welcoming as to reading a book or tome in peace. It was eerily chilling considering that it was mainly Blake in the library and no one else, excluding the cats.

Currently, a presence that Blake would rather ignore has become unbearable for her to keep interested in reading. Closing the book softly, she turned her head and eyes at Yang who was slouched on a chair next to Ruby. While Yang looked like she was staring at Ruby's face, she was in a daze lost in her thoughts. Whether it was the arm or something else, Blake obviously did not know but has found Yang's behaviour obnoxious.

"It has gone cold," Blake said, watching Yang turn to look at the tea placed on the cart next to some food.

Yang blinked her eyes and then looked at Blake, "Sorry. I'm being rude," She gave a brief small smile and reached for the cup with her limp arm.

Yang froze, the loss of her arm reminding her like a shattered glass. Fresh still, Yang's brain urged a missing unrecovered arm to work where it was missing. A grotesque feeling of emptiness and hollowness clamouring in her shoulder of the dismembered arm. Heart rising and beating rapidly as Yang's breathing took a sharp inhale and exhale, gritting her teeth and locking her jaws. A rising fury, a rage that boiled from inside and her blood accelerating as her body shook. A feeling that Yang desperately wanted to suppress.

Blake had been watching, subtly moving her Gambol Shroud closer to her from the ceiling to the floor, shifting along by the curtain's ethereal shadows of ribbons. Wary of Yang since Ruby's bizarre phenomenon that occurred before Yang was awake. With that in mind, Blake decided to speak out on it.

"The girl…" Blake began, drawing Yang's eyes towards her despite the stiffening rage expressed in those lilac eyes.

"Why were there birds flying around her spirit?" Blake asked, and Yang responded with shock and a gasp.

"Did you shoo them away? Is her ghost back in her body? Is she beating? Is her heart beating?" Yang asked all at once, going into Blake's personal space and face with a hand clutching on the armrest.

Blake leant back as her hands pushed Yang's shoulders while looking at Yang's worried eyes, "I didn't get all that," She said.

Yang groaned and lowered her head with her eyes closed. Calming down and leaning back up upright unsteadily. The motion itself was fighting Yang's peace with the loss of her arm and balancing herself to the change of body mass. Yang prioritised her sister over herself. Something that made Yang feel worthy. A bright smile, a sweet tearful laugh, a cute pout of Ruby's face was what made Yang feel worthy.

Soon, Yang relaxed as she exhaled, shoulders sagging and fist unclenching into an open palm. Blake leant back on her seat and clasped her hands on her lap. It was grave from the way Yang was composing herself to want to know what had happened to Ruby. Blake got a good look at Yang's stature and appearance in the meantime.

Yang appeared to be a young adult of twenty. A beautiful woman with long blonde hair down to the hips with a lighter colour to its tips, and messy and loose with a few locks sticking out. Although it appeared unkempt, Blake could tell that Yang cherished the locks of yellow hair as it bounced a subtle, soft manner. Blake raised a hand and swept the side of her hair to the back of her ear, rubbing a lock of hair between her thumb and index finger at the thought of her own long, wavy black hair down to the hips. Blake lowered her hand to her lap and continued.

Blake remembered Yang's lilac eyes, bold and enigmatic in such a way alongside the pale complexion. Yang's nose was a bit like Ruby's nose, but a bit sharper and wider. Smooth oval cheeks that gave Yang a rather sunny draw to her face. Full lips with a slight pull up at the ends, and puffy on the upper lip.

"Okay," Yang began, opening her eyes and returning Blake's eyes to hers.

Blake waved a hand over to the seat next to Ruby. Yang sighed and turned the chair to sit in front of Blake. There were trembles in Yang's motions, but it has lessened albeit lingering still. Yang fell into the seat and shrugged her shoulders, gritting her teeth at the loss arm to which she dominantly used. With a trembling only hand, Yang raised them and rest them on her face first, huffing. Then, Yang brought the hand up to brush her bangs and hair to comfort herself.

"Okay," Yang repeated and was thankful for Blake's patience, she assumed.

Nevertheless, Yang asked steadily this time, "Is my sister, Ruby, alive? Heartbeat and warmth all of that?" The concern was true in her eyes and voice.

Blake answered and eased the troubled woman, "Yes. I've checked her after that abnormality and before you woke up."

Yang gratefully smiled, "Thank you," She leant back on the seat put her clenched fist on her lap.

The relief on Yang's face was like water dousing a fire. And Blake learned they were truly sisters, sceptical at first. Considering that there was a trend of Weiss' escapades with women and sisters.

"Birds," Yang said and grimaced, drawing an inquisitive expression from Blake.

"They're uh…" Yang hissed through her teeth and tapped her fist on her thigh, hesitant to tell or difficult to convey to Blake.

Blake rolled her eyes and offered, "Don't hold back, please. I want to help where I can available."

Yang pursed her lips, "Not of this kind. For us," She said grimly.

Blake furrowed her brows, "You're affected too?" She questioned.

Yang scoffed, "It's not a disease or curse," She stated with her lips stretched to the side.

"But it is contained in us sexy girls," Yang winked as Blake's lips pursed in a line, glaring at her.

Yang chuckled, "Right, right. Serious time," She said and took the cup of tea to her hand, and warmed it up with her Semblance.

Blake watched in intrigue to see steam rise from the cup, thinking that Yang had a form of fire element as a Semblance. Yang caught Blake's observation of her using her Semblance, thinking that she might go volatile like before. Yang continued and warmed the tea enough to stop and take a sip. It tasted bitter and yet soothing as the liquid went down Yang's throat.

As Yang put the tea back onto its saucer, "Sorry about blowing up before," She apologised.

Blake waved it off, "The fire didn't spread too far, although there were some damages that I'll have to make amends with," She said.

Yang grimaced, "Ah… Right," She said, scratching her cheek and then wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Okay. So we're sisters with a… 'condition'," Yang began, raising two fingers up.

"Different 'conditions' in either of us," Yang added.

"The 'birds' you saw flying around my sister's soul are erm…" Yang hummed as she searched for words to describe the matter at hand.

"Shedding pieces of her to…" Yang hissed between her teeth as she scratched the side of her head.

Blake amusedly grinned and asked, "How about you tell me what you both are instead?" She offered, earning a relieved and sheepish chuckle from Yang.

"Yeah. That's easier," Yang mumbled, "We're hybrids," She answered, and Blake nodded at her to continue on.

Yang began by telling Blake that both Yang and her sister were formally humans accidentally possessing the significant potential of Aura. Which it did not sound as special when Hunters and Huntresses went through discipline and training to cultivate their Aura and later their Semblance. However, Ruby and Yang had an encounter that caused a spike in the levels of their Aura and Semblance during their teens. And then suffering from their unstable Aura and Semblance that overwhelmed or overflowed their human body.

Although Ruby and Yang were in the disciplines and training of Hunters in their teens, the accident rendered them crippled internally of spirit and body. Ruby and Yang somehow managed to create a reaction from ancient fossils they were standing next to whilst studying them. Caught unaware and that it was unknown to have happened, Ruby and Yang were in comatose as well as going into a meltdown, making them a volatile hazard.

Their human body could not contain the abnormal amount of the ancient fossil's cells fused into their bodies. These ancient fossil cells that had been in their body started to eat away inside them as their Auras rose to the highest peak the human body could not maintain. Thus, it was supposed that the vessels aka the human body, was not enough for their Auras to expand as the ancient fossil cells took root in their body and violently reject the human cells at the same time.

So, becoming a hybrid with the help of alchemists through injections and forcing a growth of alternate cells that of less human cells combined with Dust cells belonging to rare or legendary animals. Yang's cells were an infusion of dragons from various sub-species of animals and creatures. It was astonishing as it was terrifying as the ancient fossil cells instantaneously attributed to a dragon's cells violently, rupturing inside Yang and then rejecting the alternate cells. But, it was only for a moment that the alternate cells were taken into the ancient cells that started signs of success when Yang's Aura was stabilised momentarily.

In a risky attempt, Yang was injected simultaneously with various sub-species of dragon cells into her body. The ancient cells once again, attributed quickly to the new cells, causing immense pain and torture to Yang. A vivid memory of hours and hours of pain and torment that Yang knew would happen again and again, more and more as forever as she lived. Despite that, Yang was alive with a stable Aura and a condition as a hybrid.

Yang did not explain her condition and moved on to Ruby. Blake did not mind and kept in mind to ask Yang about the condition after. Ruby was unfortunate. While Yang's cells were actively moving in the body, Ruby's cells were frozen. The ancient fossil's cells fused inside of Ruby's body had clamped onto the human cells, putting them in stasis. That was not all.

When following the same procedure as Yang, extracting Ruby's human cells to be fused with alternate cells. The procedure turned out disastrous as the extracted cells ruptured with violent energy, causing a temporal rift in between worlds – Material and Spirit. Those doing the procedure had died with their bodies dissolving and their spirits caught inside that rift. Fortunately, as the rift closed, the spirits were released harmlessly.

In the aftermath, the alchemists had looked over Ruby's cells to find them surging with a strange energy from the spirits caught in the rift, and transforming the stasis cells alternatively. The alchemists realised that this was far out of their experience and knowledge. Hence, seeking another profession of this case were shamans. Shamans hailed from a lot of areas and civilisations but were very little in numbers. Spirits and spiritual knowledge were their expertise, or otherwise wisdom in their term.

A hybrid was still necessary for Ruby to survive, and it would not be long before the entire human cells were frozen by the ancient fossil's cells, causing a possible catastrophe to the entire world. A quick solution to prevent that was death. One that did not garner a lot of hope and sparked outrage from the alchemists and Yang than the people. Outnumbered and silenced, Yang had to bring Ruby alone to find the shamans while the alchemists found ways to fake Ruby's death.

Blake was about to ask about their previous names, but a shake of Yang's head and a simple answer was provided. Nobody knew their names but as girl A and B, Yang joked with a small smile. Blake nodded and refilled their cups.

There was little time for Yang to rest as she carried Ruby to the shamans. Yang, Ruby, and the world was at stake. Then, blessed fortune favoured the young girl and hybrid. The shamans found them, by the riverbed where nature was at one with the spirits, and the storm raging silently afar but never there. Blake's eyes widened as she Yang spoke the land of taboo – Kasyrwihodi (Ka-ser-whe-ho-dy).

Kasyrwihodi was filled with forbidden mysteries rivalling the land which myths slept. Shamans went on pilgrimage there to fulfil their spiritual journey. Yet, there were those that forbid the journey itself, for it brought misguidance. And there were those that warned and spoke of heading there with only spirit at breath, and to bring no shame or harm unto and onto oneself or others upon the end of the pilgrimage.

Anyway, Yang was there and the shamans have prepared a ritual for Ruby. Yang was hesitant and exhausted. Looking into the eyes that would save Ruby's life however, Yang was felt a mysterious otherworldly assurance. A kind of feeling that filled a mysterious energy to her heart, washing away the anxiety. The shamans did not take Ruby off of Yang and guided her with the ritual. Yang must stay with Ruby no matter the circumstances that occurred as the ritual proceeded.

"I stayed by her side through storms, hurricanes, sandstorms, and all the thing Mother Nature dished out at me," Yang leant back and smirked at the memory; fighting and struggling from the impossible.

Blake looked at Ruby, "She too?" She questioned.

Yang looked at Ruby and smiled, "Somewhere," She answered, earning a nod from Blake.

"I need to check on her and you. Do you mind?" Blake asked, getting a nod from Yang.

"So, what happened to Ruby to become a hybrid?" Blake inquired, standing up and going over to Ruby alongside Yang who get up with her.

"After all that chaos, the energy residing inside of Ruby provided the means of alternate cells. Whatever world catastrophe inside was gone and out of my sister," Yang answered, standing next to the altar as she watched Blake tended to Ruby with care.

Blake hummed, thinking as she did her work on Ruby. There was something else that had to be brought out. Waiting that thought first as Blake finished with Ruby's inspection, alive and warm. Blake turned to Yang, who was squeezing Ruby's arm out of comfort for Ruby or Yang maybe.

"Tell me about your conditions," Blake said, looking at Yang and waiting.

Yang exhaled and turned to Blake, "We will be out of your hair. Our conditions can't be managed," She said as her lilac eyes bore into Blake's amber eyes.

Blake's ear flicked at the sudden cutting tone, "You burned my library." She stated, avoiding to state Ruby was involved.

"I want to be prepared to help you and your sister to save my library," Blake said, crossing her arms and staring back at Yang.

Yang clenched her fist, and then she smirked, "Booking us as library aids?" She said.

Blake just stared at Yang. After a while, Yang unclenched her fist and rolled her eyes. Blake internally grinned as she tilted her head to a chair and examined Yang's wound.

Yang muttered lowly, "It was a good pun," She frowned, wincing as Blake put ointment at the back of her head.

Blake amusedly smiled, "My companion brought you here and I healed you both," She said.

"Ah," Yang grimaced and replied as a cool sensation wash over the bruise.

"She's a vampire," Blake said.

Yang blinked her eyes and let out an, "O-oh," She stammered, knowing where this was going.

"If it's blood, I can do it," Yang said.

Blake shook her head, "That's for her to decide," She went to Yang's side and inspected the bandaged arm to find it did not need any tending.

"Your hybrid conditions?" Blake asked again, meeting lilac eyes with hers.

Yang sighed, "Persistent," She said frowned at Blake.

Blake amusedly smiled, "It comes with the vocation," She sassed.

Yang's mouth gaped for a moment and then chuckled as she rubbed her knuckle at the corner of her eye.

Yang dropped her hand and looked to Blake, "Ruby's condition is consistency or something. Her necessity to accumulate an amount of energy during a lapse with her soul and body. It's the thing you saw, the 'birds' and 'petals' thing," She told Blake.

"Is she in danger during that moment?" Blake inquired.

"Yea. You got to wave off the energy when that happens. Anything to disrupt it. Just don't be too late before all of it submerged into her body," Yang answered, her eyes bearing genuine worry and warning.

"I thought you said it's gone from her?" Blake remarked, tilting her head with a frown.

Yang nodded, "It's gone alright. She'll be bloated with a lot of power. And that's a lot of attention to dangers at herself," She said, thankful that Blake got the implication returning with a hum.

"As for me, it's straightforward," Yang said and sighed, her eyes dimming and withdrawn.

"Seen a reptile shed their scales?" Yang asked, stepping back as she clenched her fist, feeling a hot burn grating her skin.

Blake's eyes widened, "Will you be alright?" She said.

Yang smiled and drew a grateful gaze at Blake, "Thanks. I just need corner where no one can hear or see me. Please," She said.

Blake slowly exhaled as she considered, and then she looked at Yang's eyes to see concern directed at her. Strange. Blake nodded and guided Yang to a favourable corner where she and the cats improvised an area with her ribbons.

"Do you need water? Clothes, towels?" Blake asked, turning to see Yang's stiff, shuddering breath.

Yang shook her head, "Just keep me quiet. It's a rule in a library, right?" She humoured, forcing a small smile as her neck started to itch and burn.

Blake pursed her lips and looked back at what the cats have made – a small hovel made from her ribbons.

"That will work," Yang strained to say, walking towards the oval entrance.

"Time to let go all of the pain," Yang uttered.

Blake watched Yang's back as she entered the darkness, catching a glimpse of red flesh peeling off at the nape of Yang's neck. Blake swallowed as she folded her arms, shivering at the thought of the immense pain as she heard a soft, suppressed, pained hiss out of Yang's lips.

"I'll keep watch of your sister," Blake said to Yang's back.

Yang continued inside and stopped at the centre, not turning back as she lowered to the floor in a foetal position. Blake closed the entrance and made sure that the small hovel tent of ribbons was sealed precisely to block sound and sight. After that, Blake wondered what did Yang's condition do? The base of it was shedding a human flesh rather than scales. And how would Yang feel during that occurrence? What about what Yang muttered?

Truly, fate has brought Blake an abnormal meeting of the duo. For now, Blake has to think of what to say to Weiss about the duo. It was unlikely that Blake was able to prevent Weiss' thirst but maybe indulge some curiosity. Yes, Blake could do that and sat back on the loveseat by the altar to construct her sentences to Weiss. Claws shall be raised, and Blake hoped that Weiss returned in a pleasant mood.


FoxyFoxation, THB4:- Thank you both. I hope I'll keep up with the enigma on the future of the story ahead. ;)

GrnDrgnzrd:- Thank you. It's difficult to be attached to Legacy of Kain, let alone people know of it. The franchise story-telling was a lot of something that just wowed me.

Ryulord1111:- Haha. My English is not my strongest and primary. I try to stick out from the formal wordings to give the story-telling a bit of flair my own way. And I have made mistakes from the context itself. I hope I can balance it without going excessive to do so. :S

Author's afterword:- Just a short announcement. I have done some editing to the previous chapters and are uploaded after posting this chapter, which would probably about 30 minutes based on Ffnet's notification. I have not changed anything of the plot, other than the spelling mistakes, grammars and sentence structures to the best of my abilities. I sincerely apologise for my incompetence and the disappointment of errors. I hope it's better than previously. Thank you.

That aside, this chapter felt really filler and I had been hounding at myself whether or not I wanted this. It's a lot of information on two characters, and the pace of it was slower than I hoped. And I was inspired by the story-telling from Legacy of Kain with its own aesthetics. That did a lot better at moving the story than this I'm sure. Because that franchise had a very long narration and numerous cinematic that to me, clashed on the platform of its medium as a video game. As this is reading, the medium is obvious and different to how a video game interacts with people.

I hope you enjoy what you read at your own will, within reason and respect. Thank you for reading.