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Yang's pov

"And again I'm so sorry ma'am I didn't mean to bump into you," Yang added as she patted her on the back, using the opportunity to snatch the gold necklace she wore. It was getting late Yang noticed she had better go home, she had made a great haul: eight wallets, five watches, two necklaces, two rings, and a two thousand lien gift card for Martha's, a high end clothing store. She knew someone who might not even charge her for the exchange from card to cash. She would have to talk to her sometime soon. She took out all the money from the wallets and left them in the nearest mailbox; the postal service would return them. The pickpocket began making her way toward her favorite pawnshop that didn't ask too many questions on how its wares were obtained: Tucson's Pawnshop. It was only another two blocks to the pawnshop when she heard someone addressing her.

"Hey, blondie you wanna have some fun tonight?" this coming from a tall, roughly nineteen year old man. He had a strong jaw, brown hair, and bright blue eyes. She might even have considered going home with him had he not been such an obvious asshole.

"No, thank you," Yang sighed, preparing for a fight.

"You sure, because from the look of that shirt I think you do." Yep you're definitely going to get punched.

"Yes, I'm sure," Yang said and punched him. There was a snap. Huh, I didn't think I punched him hard enough to break his nose.

"Aww fuck, bitch you broke my nose," the intended rapist cried.

"Yeah, and I'll break your arm if you don't fuck off." He glared at her, but stumbled away. She walked the rest of the way to the pawnshop without interruption. As Yang pushed open the door she heard a tiny bell ring, alerting Tucson to her presence.

"Yang! Good to see you. How you been?"

"I've been good Tucson. I've got a lot for you today."

"You always have a lot for me," Tucson replied. Yang smirked as she pulled out the five watches, two rings, and two necklaces.

"Wow. You weren't kidding. I'll give you seven hundred and fifty thousand."

"One mil." Tucson raised an eyebrow.

"Eight fifty."

"Deal." Tucson scooped up everything and brought it with him into the back room. When he returned he handed her a large wad of cash, almost too big to be carried like that. She quickly counted it: eight hundred and fifty thousand.

"Thank you, see you again soon."

"Looking forward to it." Yang walked out of the shop, ringing the little bell again. The thief made her way home, but when she got there, the door was unlocked. Crouching, she slowly opened the door and walked in. She heard the TV playing; there was an advertisement for Pumpkin Pete's. She carefully made her way into the living room where the TV was and sitting on the couch was… her little sister.

"Hi Yang," came Ruby's chirpy voice.

"Oh, Ruby, it's just you. I thought someone broke into our house. Why are you home so early anyways?"

"All my friends were busy, so I came home. I guess I'll have to settle for my big sister." Ruby joked.

"So what do want to do little sis?"

"Maybe watch a movie?"

"Sounds great! I've wanted to see Grim by Moonlight for a while."

"Isn't that a horror movie?" asked Ruby, sounding a little apprehensive.

"Yeah, but you don't need to be worried, you'll have your big sis by you the whole time." Ruby's face brightened and she hopped off the couch and disappeared in a blur of rose petals, then reappeared a second later with her cloak.

"Let's go!"

Ruby's pov

A movie. That's great, she doesn't get to spend enough time with her sister. If only it wasn't a horror movie where she has to fake reactions. If it was an action flick, the reaction would be genuine, but with a horror movie she has to hold in her laughing and smiling and feign disgust and fear.

Red, or Ruby as she was called by her friends, was well aware that her love of pain and violence was seen as abnormal and generally frowned upon, but she could not fathom why. Lots of people liked violence and showed it quite openly, but when she did so she was called a psychopath and a freak. Then when she did the opposite and pretended to hate violence in all its forms as society said was appropriate, she was believed to be innocent, which was completely ridiculous. Being thought innocent was a lot better than being thought a psycho. Don't get Red wrong, she most certainly does not think she is a normal, fully functioning member of society. She knows she's sick, but doesn't get why everyone thinks that from what she says.

"Two tickets for Grim by Moonlight please," and handed the theater attendant fifty lien. Yang was handed the tickets and they went inside.

"Hey, Rubes, do you want popcorn or anything?"

"Do they have cookies?" Ruby scanned the different candies. It might surprise you to know that the assassin and murderer could enjoy something as simple as cookies, but her love of them was not part of her act at all. Cookies were starting to border on an addiction for her.

"Yes we do, but only chocolate chip," the woman behind the counter answered.

"I'll have three please." Yang and Ruby went inside the theater and Ruby went right up and got front row seats. She would rather like horror movies if she didn't have to pay attention to her reactions the whole time. It started out somewhat creepily, so she snuggled up next to her sister. By the end of the movie Yang was thoroughly spooked and Ruby was pretending to be terrified. She might decide to have a nightmare, which was always pretty amusing.

Blake's Pov

Blake had decided: she was going to find Red and get her on the payroll. Having such an infamous and powerful piece would undoubtedly prove useful and from how she had acted earlier, she had no grudge against the White Fang. Red had given her a decent amount of money in exchange for the location of one of Blake's top operatives. Said operative had gone missing and was most likely dead. This had happened during his assignment, but the mission had been completed, so either Red had waited to take out Adam until after he had completed his mission or done it for him. It was one of those two and not "she simply didn't have a good opportunity before then," because Blake knew how those kinds of assassinations were done: you got into position and waited. This would have been the best opportunity to kill him, leaving his mission unfulfilled, but this was not the case. So best case scenario, she actually liked the White Fang and would help them with little to no persuasion, worst case scenario she doesn't like the White Fang and was simply being fair. With generous persuasion, she could still be convinced. Coming to this conclusion, Blake used her pervasive network of eyes and ears to try and find Red. This left her with nothing to do on the most important front at the moment so; she decided she would personally look into Red. Knowing what she did about Red finding her would be difficult she was not the kind of person that would leave a finger print lying around, but she did always deal with her clients face to face, which is part of the reason she killed many of them. If she could track down whoever hired Red, she could find her. Whoever hired her, hired her to kill Adam, so who had the motivation resources and will to get Red to kill him? The most likely candidate was Jackie Hoffman. I think I'll pay her a visit.