2 years later
Blake was on a patrol, checking out the borders of the White Fang territory they resided in outside of Vale, securing the area from any intruders, Grimm or human. Oddly enough, in an area that was usually overrun with Grimm creatures, it was quiet. Must have moved off after our last attacks, Blake thought to herself. She continued walking a little ways, and then thought she could hear something in the distance. That's not coming from the camp, what is going on over there?
Blake burst out into a run to where the noise was coming from, and when she got there her eyes stretched wide in shock. In the grassy clearing, a single blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy was fighting more creatures of Grimm than Blake had seen before in her life. She thought the boy looked familiar, and memories of the robbery two years ago came flowing back to her. "What the hell is he doing out here, fighting Grimm?" she asked herself quietly.
The boy was fighting with a sword in one hand, and a rifle in the other. The rifle switched from automatic, to semi-automatic, and into shotgun forms. The sword had a yellow hilt, and with the sword he used his semblance, which seems to be electricity, and lashed out with electrical strikes and slashes.
Blake watched in awe as Beowolves, Ursa, Boarbatusks, and even Death Stalkers fall by either his sword or his rifle. Eventually, the ranks of Grimm forces had been thinned out, and the surviving Grimm had retreated back into other parts of the forest. Blake didn't know what to do, she couldn't leave him there in her territory, but she couldn't just walk up to him and force him to leave after seeing what she did. What she didn't know is that Sam knew she was there, and had begun sneaking up to her.
"You can go ahead and come out, I know you're there," Sam called to Blake.
When Blake heard him she froze, and internally began to panic. Trying her best to steel herself, she stood up and walked out into the clearing.
"Fancy meeting you again, Ms. Belladonna," Sam said as she walked out.
Blake was taken aback by this. How did Sam know her name? That's impossible, isn't it? "I-I think you have me mistaken with someone else," Blake stuttered in reply.
"Blake you don't have to lie. I know who you are," Sam responded coolly. "You are Blake Belladonna, age 14. You've been in the White Fang for ten years, assuming you haven't left. And since you are here then I know you haven't. Remember our little chat?" he asked her.
"Y-yes, I remember," she retorted, her voice getting smaller.
"You have nothing to fear from me, Ms. Belladonna. I would rather us be friends than enemies," he said, reacting to her voice. When she nodded, he continued, "I'm sure you've seen what the White Fang has been doing recently. I'm telling you Blake the White Fang is not the way for change, it's a way for anarchy."
"What are you talking about, we haven't done anything!" Blake retorted, anger and confusion filling her voice.
"So you don't know, do you?" he asked her, already knowing the answer.
"I have no idea what you are talking about. We've done nothing beyond what you caught me doing these past two years," she responded, defending her organization.
"Then they have been keeping you blind," Sam commented, disappointment in his tone. "Allow me to show you the recent news headline from Vale."
Sam pulled out his scroll and pulled up the extranet. He pulled up the news page, and motioned Blake to come and look. When she saw what was on the screen, she gasped and pulled a hand up to her mouth, eyes beginning to water. Five White Fang soldiers were pictured, and they each had at least an assault rifle in their hands, unloading clips into a crowd of people at the Vale supermarket. One of the soldiers pictured had familiar red hair, and she recognized it to be Adam immediately. Taking her reaction in, he scrolled down, where another story came up where an elementary school which had both human and faunas students had been bombed, and a red haired bull faunas was on video claiming responsibility, wearing his White Fang mask.
"This happened within the last month, the shooting happened a couple of days ago. This is what the White Fang is doing. They aren't fighting for rights, they are fighting for the sake of fighting. This isn't equality, this is terror!" Sam exclaimed at her, and Blake took a step backwards.
"T-that can't be tr-true. Y-you're lying!" Blake yelled back at Sam.
Sam sighed. "Have you not noticed a change in your friend? I know who that red-haired faunas is, its Adam Taurus. He is becoming a monster, and this proves it!" Sam yelled back.
"Don't you dare call him a monster!" Blake screamed out. "You're wrong! Just stop lying to me and leave!"
"I'm not lying. You can ask Adam himself about what the White Fang is doing. I'll be back, and if you know what is best for the faunas, you will leave the White Fang," Sam said calmly, grabbing his weapons and walking away. Blake remained silent as Sam left, and then made a mad dash back to the fort that the White Fang had established in the woods. Blake ran right past the guards and ran up to Adam's quarters.
Blake barged door Adam's door, shocking him out of his notebook. "Blake, what the hell is going on?" he yelled at her.
"Is there something you haven't been telling me? What is the White Fang doing that I don't know about?" she screamed in reply.
Hearing her words, Adam tensed up. She's not supposed to know about that…How did she find out? "What are you talking about?" he asked, trying his best to remain calm and cool.
"Are we attacking innocent people? I saw in the news about the attacks, and I saw you in them. What have you been doing?" she questioned, fury and sadness creeping in her voice.
Adam took a deep breath, and sighed in defeat. "Yes, Blake, I was responsible for those attacks," he said simply.
"How could you do that? What were you thinking?" she questioned, already beginning to cry.
"I was doing what was right! We don't have any other choice! That's the only way they will listen, you know that as well as I do!" Adam screamed at her, rage building up since the start of this questioning.
"How is killing innocent people the right thing to do?" she yelled back.
"Those people were NOT innocent! They were humans and all humans have done nothing but treat us like dirt. No human is innocent!" Adam retorted sharply.
"And what about the faunas you killed?" she brought up.
"Those faunas were just collateral damage. If they knew what was good for the faunas then they would've joined us, then they wouldn't have died," Adam replied matter-of-factly.
Blake stared at him in disbelief. What if that human boy was right? Is Adam becoming a monster? Should I leave? Adam shook her out of her thoughts by saying, "Leave now, Blake. Come by later after you have cooled down, and only then."
Blake only nodded her head and left. I can't stay here any longer, not now that I know what they are really doing here. That human boy said he would come back, maybe then is the time I can leave. I can't leave now, other White Fang will see me trying and either stop me or kill me. All that matters now is leaving, there has to be a better way, hasn't there?
AN: Hey guys, how am I doing? Like the story so far? I know I'm enjoying making it, and I'm glad people are actually taking time to read it. You guys are amazing, thank you so much! Let me know if you enjoyed the chapter and what not. See you in the next chapter