Chapter 6: Afraid
When Blake came to, she was inside of the cars, hands zip-tied behind her back. Yang was next to her, still unconscious. The windows were tinted enough so the nighttime darkness added to Blake's recovering eyesight was enough to reduce visibility to zero. The car was dim, the lit buttons on the radio in the front seat the only source of light, until that is, an overhead lamp was flipped on.
"Hello miss Belladonna." A dark, unmistakable voice filled the silent truck.
"Adam."
"Blake, it's been a while."
"What do you want?" She tried to pounce, but she was still faint from the shock.
"Only to talk."
"Yeah, the thugs and tasers really got that point across."
"My apologies, I did not mean for you to be knocked out like that, you were simply supposed to be stunned."
"I don't give a shit." Blake spat on Adam's mask.
"Blake, I want to talk about your leaving the White Fang."
"I'm done, you know that. You're just a bunch of terrorists who claim to be the voice of the Faunus."
"Oh, but like I've told so many others, it isn't that easy. Here, take this. I think it may, um, convince you to think on what you've done." Adam placed a small white box with the White Fang insignia on top on the young girl's lap.
"What? What happened." Yang started to wake up, but was quickly put back under by a powerful shock.
"Yang! Stop it you monster!" Tears started to well up in the young Faunus' eyes. "Don't hurt her!"
"You mean like this?" Adam pulled a large knife from his jacket and plunged it into Yang's leg. The taller girl instantly woke up from the pain and started to scream.
"Agh! Fuck!" The blade was at least seventeen centimeters long, and two wide.
"No! Stop!" Blake started to cry, watching her friend in this pain, so helpless, all she could do was sit there. Adam twisted the knife.
"Ah! Damnit it hurts!"
"Why are you doing this?" Blake asked in panic and sadness.
"Because it hurts you. This is your fault, Blake." Adam pulled the knife out of Yang's leg, shocked Blake, then dumped them both out into the street, wrists still bound. Blake caught one last glimpse of her partner's face before she slipped into darkness.
Yang's eyes opened slowly, the last thing she remembered was hitting the pavement hard, then nothing. Blake leaned over the bigger girl's bed. "Oh thank god you're ok!" Blake gave Yang the same bear hug the blonde had given her so many times.
"What happened? Where am I?"
"You blacked out last night from blood loss, you're in the hospital now."
"The guy with the knife, was that..."
"Adam, yeah."
"Damn. What did he do to me?" Yang looked down at the bandage on her left thigh. "I can't move my leg."
"You were stabbed. And tased."
"Sounds like we had a hell of a date."
"A wha-" Yang started to laugh at her friend's embarrassment.
"You should see the look on your face right now."
"So I take it your not mad at me for getting you into that mess."
"I can't be mad at you, Blakey, I'm on waaaayyyyy too many painkillers." Yang coughed the words out.
"Yang, try not to move around. You're still hurt."
"I'll be fine, I got stitched up and-" Yang stopped, she practically froze in time.
"Yang? What is it?" Blake followed her best friend's eyes to the window, they both took the half second they had to cover up their faces with their arms before the explosions began.