Dark

The pitch black of the cargo area was perfect, now if only the crowds weren't there. Gold-green eyes darted in the dark from face to face, taking quick inventory of everyone who was there. Faunus of every shape, kinds, and age were crowded into the small area, but then again, what could you expect from a group that didn't want the governments to know they were going to another kingdom.

Illegal immigration, though it happened frequently, often went to the wayside. So long as you kept you're head down and didn't make a fuss, no one really cared. And that's why the amount of White Fang members present, no matter how hard they tried to hide it, worried Rikki Bhruna. Wherever the White Fang went, trouble often followed. Pulling her hood closer to her face to cover it, she quickly went over her mother's advice to her for the thousandth time since leaving.

I am Rikki Bhruna, 16, and I'm going to go to Beacon. My transcripts were lost, so I have a copy of them with me, and I am more than qualified to attend this school. I have no home to go back to. I must get into Beacon and keep my head low.

Rikki threw a pointed glance at the White Fang member closest to her; rhino, probably second generation-his traits weren't very prevalent, unlike hers.

Movement grabbed her attention like a cat watching a mouse. Piercing the darkness, she could make out the quivering body of a child in the corner. The curled-up little one glowed a soft, but dark, red in her vision. Slowly she crawled towards the child, the latter visibly recoiling at the approach of the older girl.

Reaching around her waist, Rikki undid her outer skirt, leaving her in her leggings, and threw the cloth over the child before retreating to her corner again. She could feel the child's eyes and heard the soft 'thank you', but tried not to acknowledge it. As it was, most of the passengers were eying her with their night vision, trying to determine who this girl was.

Back in her corner, all was safe and right with the world; Rikki could see the entirety of the cargo hold, every person, in clear detail, and her back was guarded. Feeling safe once again, she pulled out her weapon, began to clean it, and was finally able to relax and return to the matter at hand.

Beacon, the literal shining light of the Middle Kingdom, was to be her new home. Sure, they accepted Faunus, but what about her? She was willing to bet lien on being the main attraction on orientation day. Why was she doing this again?

"Mom," she whispered, "I hope you're right in all of this."