A/N: Change of plans again! Since chapter three was really short, I decided to put out two chapters today! Anyway, I've been reading a fan fiction from this guy called Koda the Beaver. That fan fiction is called "Amnesiac" and it's about Ruby and Velvet in a slightly more modern setting than it is in the show. Ruby and Velvet are homeless…Sort of. They live in an old abandoned warehouse and Ruby hacks her way into Beacon High, getting Velvet in too. It's all fine and dandy until Velvet gets a fever. Ruby goes to her job and comes back to find Velvet dead in an alley with bloody handprints on her neck. It's super sad and stuff, so if you like that and minor ladybug pairing, go read that. It's awesome. Those who have should understand why we find who we do where she is in this chapter. Sorry. I'm rambling again. One more thing. Koda had the brilliant idea of putting certain music tracks on while you read the chapter. As I wrote this one, I listened to R.E.M.'s "It's the End of the World" non-stop. It's not really fitting, but it got me in the right mood for writing. This story is sort of following up on Koda's cannon with minor changes in it. I've modified it slightly in order to fit my OC into the story.

We did as Sun said, going down Ironwood Street halfway after taking a left, and sure enough, we found the warehouse. The warehouse was almost collapsing in on itself. I was surprised that the White Fang would ever choose this place as a base of operations at first, but then I remembered that Adam was the most resourceful person I knew. We entered only to be greeted by hundreds of faunus and humans steadying their aim on the front door. I immediately knew that entering through the front door had been a horrible mistake.

We heard one shout to another, "Go wake her. See if she knows them. They've got two faunus with them."

Red had turned the same shade as her cloak. I turned to her and she whispered something inaudible, which was strange considering my level of hearing.

"Red, what are you whispering?" I shot to her in a quiet, harsh tone.

"I don't know who they're talking about, but I have my suspicions."

"Who do you think it is then?"

"I can't be sure! We'll have to wait."

I heard the small clacking of heavy boots on a fragile frame. I looked down, unable to face who it was. Red, who I saw out of the corner of my eye, had an expression of confusion, happiness and anger mixed up and thrown onto her face. It was strange. The last time she was happy was the day before we left for Vacuo. The day before the outbreak.

Red broke away from the rest of us to go to whoever was in front of us. I hadn't the faintest idea who it was until she spoke.

"Ruby? What the hell are you doing all the way out here?" said a slightly British-Australian voice.

I mumbled to myself under my breath, "Velvet?" which was half shouted, half spoken by Red immediately after I had identified her.

I looked up, and sure enough was the same girl I saw lowered into the grave bought by the dust crystal I had entrusted to Ruby, who was known to us now as Red.

"How? Why are you-" Ruby asked, getting cut off by the girl she thought was still walking the streets of Vale covered in mushrooms. "Still alive? It's a wonder of modern science, it truly is. I'll tell you about it as soon as you tell me why Sun has had to make calls so frequently during important meetings."

I butt in, "Ruby, kindly shut your face. I got this. Velvet Scarlatina…I called Sun on several occasions to get him to give us directions to the hideout of the White Fang that housed Adam Taurus."

"Oh…I s'pose that's reasonable, but I want to know why."

"Why has the Rabbit suddenly turned into the Fox? If you want to know something that can't be thrown around like a baseball, ask the person who's been in your pocket the entire time."

"I'm hurt, Blake Belladonna, Black Cat of the White Fang, I'm hurt. Wounded, even. Why would you ever say that to someone you know has had it worse than you?"

I was left speechless. Spinning in my mind. Gone from reality back to the past.

I was running. Running from those creeps again. They were faster. I outmaneuvered them and came out onto 7th Street. I kept running, seeing the neon signs fly past me. Paradise, The Gates of Hell, The Hog's Head, all rolling past me faster than light. I turned down an alleyway to find a small girl with rabbit ears surrounded. One man said, "If we can't catch a cat, then a rabbit will have to do." The other had a lead pipe in his hand. He was ready to strike. I ran to the girl and picked her up, once again, running out of there. Always running. Running somewhere, from something. I set her down at the subway station where she walked away, thanking me too much.

"Please, stop…" she begged Cardin, as I hid my ears as to not be seen as what she was seen as. A freak.

"I…I…Don't"

"Blake. I'm sorry. You…I shouldn't have said that."

"No. Velvet, you were right. I was never perceived the way you were, because I had the luck of actually being able to hide who I really was. You weren't so fortunate and I'm sorry that you had to go through all that. I wasn't the school's 'Rabbit Girl' or the 'Half Human of Beacon High.' I was someone I wasn't. Normal."