Yang was panting, watching her prey sail through the trees. She saw red, felt her body glowing with rage. A crack behind her made her turn with a low growl. "What, you want some too?!" She bellowed, with a cock of her wrist mounted guns. A quick whipping was heard followed by the slicing of flesh. The Ursa leaned forward; the brawler braced herself for attack. Its hulking head landed, crashing to the ground at her feet. Burning red eyes snapped up to see Amber pools piercing her rage like an icicle. The gauntlets reacted, folding to safety as Yang defused herself. "I could of taken him" She spoke confidently with a shrug, her eyes closed, not wanting to place her blood irises on display.
"Sure" A small smile tugged at Blake's lips. So this fireball, with hair of sun and a body of fire, would be her partner.
If there was one thing that was certain, in both the girl's minds, it was that the next few years would be eventful to say the least.
The two turned to the forest and began their journey together. Yang the tall, buxom, blonde brawler and Blake the stealthy, silent, shin-obi. As they walked Yang reloaded her weapons, whistling blissfully. "Yang." Blake spoke softly but with purpose.
"Mmmm" Yang glanced up, a roll of dust ammunition in her mouth. Blake sighed; this girl was going to kill them both.
"Just try to be quieter, please" Blake continued walking, breathing deeply and counting to ten. Maybe the other girl could of taken that Ursa, then she wouldn't be walking through the forest with someone that almost dropped a tree on her. The ninja shook her head as the thrill of danger worked its way through her body. No. She would remain calm and collected, she couldn't be a creature of impulse again. After all impulse was why she was alone now. The black haired girl cast a solemn look behind her at her partner and whispered to herself. "I'm sorry." The blonde behind her was strutting confidently through the forest, like nothing could stop her. Blake just hoped that the girl was strong enough to handle the darkness that had just walked into her life.
"You think that's where we are going?" Blake turned to her right and joined the girl at her side. She rolled her eyes at her companion. What they saw was a circle of rubble, an old castle watchtower maybe? In the circle was an inner ring of tiny pillars, obviously not from the same period. Both girls started towards the center of the ring, chess pieces on all the platforms. The ninja began analysing each one, surely this was a test, but of what? Character? Then she would pick the black Bishop, black because of her chosen colour and the bishop moves with a fixed destination, in one straight line through anything. But what if it was a test of strength? The dark haired girl placed a curled hand on her chin, "Hmmm" what were her strengths? She would pick the black Queen, able to move anywhere at any turn. Or was it a test of weakness?
"How 'bout a cute lil pony?" Yang broke her partner's inward war. In her hand she held up, triumphantly, a gold Knight piece. The Knight, no other piece moves like this, its awkward to counter and the Knight stands for protection. Blake stared at the brawlers beaming smile, she too cracked her own, they would both be Knights, protectors of gold, of light.
"Sure" The ninja shrugged and Yang let out a small giggle of happiness.
Eventually the pair came across a clearing, they were exchanging small talk about the forest, Grimm and other such menial topics. "Shhh" Blake shushed the blonde. As she concentrated she heard a low rumble in the distance followed by a scream.
"Some girls in trouble!" Yang began sprinting in the direction of the noise, Blake hot on her heels.
Yang could feel her adrenaline pumping, nothing like a sprint into battle to warm the muscles. She would not be afraid of any Grimm ever again. They took her family, and now she would do anything to stop anyone else experiencing that loss. Her gauntlets had activated, her feet leaving definite boot prints in the ground as she worked her legs harder, faster. Until something tugged her arm, she pointed up before the blonde could argue. The brawlers head snapped up, there in the sky was her sister, holding onto the claw of a giant bird Grimm. This was the first time Blake had seen Yang's smile droop to a concerned frown, then widen in horror as the red blob in the distance seemed to be getting bigger. "RUBY!" Yang was running toward where her precious sister would land her arms open, in a stance ready to bare the weight of catching her. Until Ruby's decent was interrupted by a screaming, flailing white blur, pushing them both into the canopy of the tree.
Ruby was the first to recover and look up to the sky to see her partner still clinging to the Nevermore's claw. She shrugged defeated. Blaming herself for her partners death already, she could imagine it now the white lilies strewn across a coffin with a plaque that reads, died because of Ruby Rose's stupid idea. She then was roughly embraced and squeezed like an empty toothpaste tube. "hhhunnnggg" The air left her lungs.
"I was so worried Rubes!" Yangs worried tone made ruby look up, she smiled and waved it off until Blake cleared her throat.
"Did your sister just fall from the sky?"
Before anyone could answer a shrill scream of Ruby's partner made everyone look up. "She's going to fall" Blake added.
"She'll be fine" Ruby spoke.
"She's falling" Blake retorted still looking up. Just like that visions of Weiss' funeral came flooding back. A loud 'Offf' made her look round Jaune had caught the Ice Queen and taken the brunt of the force himself. Weiss dusted herself off and joined her partner and the other two girls. Just as Yang went to open her mouth another roar came through the trees followed by a couple of explosions, everyone turned weapons ready as a Ursa came stumbling through the trees, only to fall on its front, dead. "Oh no, I broke it" The pink haired hammer wielder climbed onto the back of the corpse followed by a "NORA!" from her usually quiet partner.
Yang opened her mouth to speak once more but what came out was an inhuman screech. Yang looked puzzled before the trees to their right began shaking. The first thing to breach the line of shaking trees was a small red haired amazon. Merely seconds after, the treeline fell flat trampled by a Death Stalker. Its claws snapped at Pyrrha's heels as she panted trying to outrun it. She ducked under a claw but failed to see the other coming to quickly, the back struck her a flung her toward the group.
"Great now we can die together" Yang spoke as the group rushed toward the cliff.