"Ha! Big talk. Let's see if you can back that up Blondie. Tim! Ann! You're up!"

Pippi and the others leaped back behind the circle of lights. Once landed, the three matches leaped up again into the upper catwalks.

When they landed, Pippi almost collapsed. Every one of her muscles was shaking uncontrollably, and even with Nilsson and Gubben's help, she was still having trouble standing.

"Pippi, relax. You're alright. Just breathe." Gubben whispered into her ears.

Pippi had a secret. A secret that if Roman even suspected, she'd be good as dead. She hated the thought of fighting someone. She's been blessed with an almost unnaturally strong aura, and an even more powerful semblance. So naturally the thought of fighting made her scared and as stable as jelly.

In fact, if not for Bella's help earlier in the night, she probably wouldn't be here. She'd probably just be a beaten wreck in some alley. And of course the first mission Roman decides to give team Matches, is the job of killing off one of her old heroes.

Really she didn't even hate Yang. Yang saved her from being sold by an old, now disbanded, street gang to a Faunus slave trade. So having to say those horrible words, threats, and everything... It made her sick to her stomach.

But what Roman says, goes. Without Roman…Without blood, there's nothing left to live for. Sure she had her friends and all, but blood is different. Even distant, it's still the most valuable thing Pippi has in this world.

And she'll be damned before she'd let it go just for Yang!

Pippi quickly got her breathing under control, throwing her helpers off and standing on her own.

"So, how long till you think those two finish her?" She asked to no one in particular.

As if in response, Pippi watched in horror as Yang had launched at charged explosive round at Tim.

Have her shots gotten bigger? She's not even at full strength yet and she's firing fireballs like that!?

Yang then started screaming like a mad Ursa and with a fist full of flames as she pounced towards her two friends. She didn't even see if the two even had time to move when Yang made impact.

What followed can only be described as a bomb going off. A blinding light exploded throughout the warehouse. The shock wave of the blast sent Pippi, Gubben, and Nilsson flying into the nearby wall. Pain shot through Pippi's back and head. Nilsson and Gubben didn't seem to be fairing any better.

When Pippi got her bearings, she could see tiny fires had lit all over the warehouse. The spotlight ring was destroyed, the lights only clumps of melted metal and glass. A giant crater now sat where they had trapped Yang. And Tim and Ann were nowhere to be seen.

Though what ultimately caught her attention, was in the center of the crater. Movement stirred. For a giant ball of fire had ignited in the center, and golden light glowed within it. The light flickered, and the flames around it died out immediately.

Pippi could clearly see Yang now, standing tall, and her hair glowing like pure amber. Her aura also giving off a golden light around her, with the occasional pop of a spark. She opened her eyes that showed hints of red. Yang's face was not one of rage, sadness, or even disgust. But of a bone chilling combination.

"So," Yang called out to Pippi. "Are you sure team Matches is ready to play with fire?"

WWWWWWWW

While all she wanted more in all of Remnant was to hold her sister in her arms, that had to be the best feeling Yang has ever had.

All that power she felt! That strange feeling of her aura becoming even stronger thanks to that crystal was like nothing else she'd ever felt before. Totally worth the money. She now completely agreed with Ruby's excitement over this Dust stuff. With it, she felt unstoppable.

Yang jerked her arm back, releasing the new upper and larger chamber of Ember Celica. A tin can sized shell popped out of the singular firing chamber and hit the floor with a loud clang.

"What. The. Hell!" A panting voice sounded from the right.

A small distance away, Yang spotted the twins. Both had spots on their white suits that were torched and completely ruined, they both had small degree burns in several places all over their bodies, and both looked less then none of that really grabbed Yang's attention.

What caught Yang's attention, was the blue energy chain connecting the two. It seemed to flow out of their chests, linking one to the other's heart. It swayed back and forth as the two caught their breaths and were now slowly stumbling over to Yang.

"Unless you're a goddess among men, there's no way you did that on your own!" The boy yelled out.

Yang gave an over exaggerated shrug. Without looking, she kicked the oversized shell up into the air and caught it without much effort. She opened the shell, pulling out a cold black stone. She threw it over to the girl who caught it with ease.

Then something happened that made Yang finch in shock. The boy spoke again, only the voice coming out of his mouth wasn't his. It was a girl's voice.

"A Dust crystal. That explains it." When he finished talking, Yang noticed the sister's lips would move as the boy spoke.

It was the sister's voice. Their semblance was to connect their very souls! It's well known that twins, triplets, and so on have strange auras and semblances, but this? Over the last few years Yang has seen almost every semblance under the sun, from the strange to the common. Though this is unreal even by those standards!

Yang took a deep breath to refocus. She started making her way to the twins.

"Well what did you think I was doing all that time after I got Blake's message? You didn't really think I spent hours just trying to get over here did ya?"

An involuntary smile passed onto Yang's lips. She twisted her wrists to switch her weapons into normal firing mode. Save that other crystal for a rainy day.

Yang went on as the two forces started closing in. "I got in contact with a 'friend' of mine that owed me. See I wanted to come prepared, so I grabbed my sister's latest upgrade for my gauntlets. Only problem was the new 'Nova Shot' never had a good enough explosive type ammo to use. Stumped Ruby for weeks. That is, until I got the idea to use Dust as the ammo. And my buddy just so happened to be smuggling a shipment from that new mine I've been hearing about." Yang clashed her knuckles together, setting sparks of flames off. "Don't ya just love when things work out?"

The forces stared each other down. Both of the twins were rigid, ready to spring into action. Then suddenly the boy grew a smug smirk, and the girl started to look on the verge of panic. She must've tried to stop what he was about to say, but it was too late.

He spoke with a mix of anger and joy.

"Oh yeah, definitely. Just like how you came running to poor and helpless Ruby to rescue her. Falling right into our trap, even though that brat's been dead for hours. You see when Blake and a bunch of our guys went to go find her, I heard they all had a pretty fun time. Blake got some fun playing cat and mouse, and I even heard the boys got a little fun. Afterwords they started to feel sorry for the little bastard child and decided to put a bullet in her head. So yeah, I love it when things work out."

Silence followed, and in that silence the entire room's temperature seemed to rise.

There were no more words. Yang would let her rage do the talking.

She charged.

She rushed the boy first, shooting fireballs in the twin girl's direction to the right to distract her. When she reached the boy, he took several large swings with his hammer axe. She ducked and avoided all the swings. He changed tactics, going for a single precise and heavy downward strike. In response Yang began the start of a sidestep, pulling her fist back for an easy free jab she'd have at him when he missed.

Sadly she never got the chance when the girl appeared behind her. She threw four knives directly at Yang.

Yang changed her momentum into a side roll. She rolled underneath the aura chain, not bothering to see if those knives were going to hit the boy or not. She had to worry about the faster sister twin who was dashing at her with even more knives. She fired two shots to melt away any incoming projectiles. Only to have realized too late that the girl had used the knives as distraction. She had leaped far above the blasts and was now right above Yang and coming down fast. The twin gave a kick hard enough to send Yang back into the boy, who delivered a hard swing with the hammer half of his weapon. That hit was the worst of the two, knocking all the air out of Yang.

She had been sent scraping across the hard concrete floor, barely managing to regain her footing. Her chest was on fire, and she could barely breathe.

The twins were coming at her full force now. The boy was going to flank her while the girl was marching head on. To Yang's left was a wall, and to the right would be that energized chain. She'd be cornered before she knew it.

Move Yang! Move now or die!

Yang acted on pure impulse. She pulled her right arm back, heard the click of the loading mechanism, and fired on the ground beneath her feet. She catapulted herself up into the rafters, coming to land on one of the many catwalks among the warehouse. She looked down, only to quickly pull back as knives whizzed past.

"If the concussion is that bad, take him out of here Gubben. I'll stay and oversee the fight. Now go!" Pippi's voice echoed.

Yang looked up, seeing Pippi and the rest of the Matches gang over on a farther up catwalk. One of them must have hit their head, the monkey boy judging by the tail, and the horse footed warrior was carrying him on his shoulders. The stallion zoomed off, bouncing off the rafters to the other side of the warehouse.

She almost considered shooting at him when she heard the sound of moving chains. Yang switched her focus back to the twins, noticing the boy swinging his sister around by the aura chain. He released, the sister flying up into the air. She wouldn't make it, but she didn't have to.

Right before gravity would slow her and the chain would jump, she pulled on the chain to launch her brother the rest of the way up. He used the axe half of his weapon to hook the railing, pulling himself onto the catwalk. His sister swung on the chain like a rope, eventually swing up and landing on the other side of Yang.

She was trapped. She could always jump off, but more running would solve nothing. Time to teach these kids a lesson.

Yang gave a tiny laugh. Getting into a fighting stance, she mumbled, "What's with tonight and twins? First the club, now this."

The twins charged. The girl had let loose a hail storm of throwing knives as she rushed. The boy was getting ready for a powerful swing.

Yang quickly fired two shots at the boy. He managed to deflect one with his axe hammer, but the seconded connected, sending him backwards. Yang quickly pivoted, barely dodging the first few knives. Yang then started deflecting knives with her gauntlets, getting the majority; Though many still made it through. She could feel them zooming by, cutting through her coat, possibly flesh, and yes… even her hair.

The hail storm eventually stopped. Giving a moment for Yang to recognize jolts of pain flashing all over her. She wasn't sure if any of the knives had made it through her aura yet, but there was no time to check. The knife thrower was now directly in front of her. The twin going for a flying kick.

Yang quickly reacted by punching downward on the outward leg, causing the girl to stop and scream in pain from her brother's mouth. Yang took the opportunity and momentum to follow up with a spinning kick. The girl went flying down the catwalk and the chain rushed by Yang's left.

She then started to pivot, pulling back a punch, and felt the satisfying feeling of her fist making contact with the boy's cheek. The shot and punch combined were strong enough to break through his aura. Noticeable thanks to the blood the punch had drawn and the sound of a crunch. And he was sent back again.

Both siblings were good distance away and down for the moment (they didn't seem to have much stamina). Yang took the moment to quickly rest. She was breathing heavily as slumped against the safety railing. Sweat clung to her clothes and covered her face. And her hair was…was…

Yang looked down and noticed clumps of cut hair from the knives. Pieces of her tan vest were also scattered all over. Tiny blots of blood were scattered in the mix.

She did a quick check up of herself. Her vest was shredded all over, some spots having still bleeding cuts. No serious injuries. On the sides of her hair, many locks were cut off. Around the top had been trimmed. And even her favorite stubborn cow lick had been cut off. Most people wouldn't notice much of a difference, but people she was around a lot would think Yang just got a bad trimming done.

Yang didn't know how it was possible, but somehow through all odds, the fire of her rage grew even brighter. As the twins began to recovered, Yang went straight for the girl twin.

Then the two siblings took Yang by surprise. The girl just jumped off the side of the catwalk, and her bother followed her lead. For a moment Yang hesitated, wondering why they were retreating. Until she realized too late what side the chain was on.

It was like lighting when it snagged her from behind and dragged her down. The chain was rapping around her as she fell. Pain was coursing through her as energy from the chain coursed through her. Meanwhile the twins were pulling down on the chain, making Yang fall faster and faster.

Yang was heading head first into the concrete when she got lucky. She managed to turn at the last second. Landing on her back instead.

The impact still shook the whole warehouse, creating another smaller crater.

The electric current stopped. Air was forced out of Yang for the second time. Pain became her very being. A thin stream of blood dripped from her mouth and started to coat her chin.

Well... that...sucked...Am… I… going to...die?...energy… feels...gone… and...semblance… not working… I…

Voices. Memories. Faces. Names. It all flashed through her mind in an instant.

Why can't you own a car like everyone else?

You're gonna pay for this.

Despite your methods, you're one of the finest agents of the law.

So that's it? We're over, just like that? And here I was in love with you.

I have many names. But you can just call me sir!

Now I hear you've been beating up some of the boys at your school, is that true?

Her aura is way beyond incredible. This is almost Ozpin levels!

You're the best sister ever Yang.

Promise me something…

Don't you ever quit Ruby. You'll make it someday. I know you will.

Solitaire Rose please, I'm serious.

I burn! Can't hold me now, and you got nothing that can stop me!

Nah. Ruby's annoying. Let her take care of herself.

Roses stick together. Always.

…they felt sorry for the little bastard child and decided to put a bullet in her head.

I love you too Mommy!

Just let your hair grow out till I get back.

And I will never go to that God damn cliff!

…remember, I love you.

"No… This is not… How it's going to end…"

Despite the pain and chains, Yang slowly made it to her feet. Her head still spun, and her vision was a blur of colors.

The boy twin screamed out, "That's not possible! You should be dead! Just die already! It's over!"

Yang could feel the heat returning. Her hair felt molten, her eyes like suns, and her heart a volcano. But this was not a flame of rage. This was the fire of her life. The purest flame from the soul of the Rose made of fire.

"No…" She said. Her vision began to turn normal again, and her thoughts became less groggy. "No it's not."

Energy started filling the chains again. The twins were going to finish her if she didn't think fast.

With her arms partially free, she acted again on instinct. She grabbed on both sides of the chain, and pulled as hard as she could.

Strength flooded through her as she felt the twins being catapulted to her. She let them both fly past, allowing the chain to unwrap enough for Yang to jump out. She was barely able to stand.

"This is impossible! You shouldn't have any fight left thanks to the draining ability. Your aura is beyond expelled! How are you doing this!?" The girl's voice sounded from the boy's direction.

Yang regained balance. She looked from the boy, to the girl, then back to the boy. She snickered, growing a huge grin. This was going to get fun.

She ejected what was left of her weapon's shells. She then took out a fresh set of rounds; these ones packed with double the explosive force. Once the rounds were loaded, she decided to hell with what used to be her vest. She ripped the vest off, and got into fighting stance.

"Bring it!" She shouted out. Knowing full well she needed to end this now before her second wind faded and she collapsed.

The two siblings then charged.

Evidently, the girl had used up all her knives. And the boy didn't seem to have much fight left in him either.

The girl was the first to reach her. She was letting loose high kick after high kick, which Yang easily blocked. Her knee must still be hurting after Yang's blow, since she was now only moving half as fast as before. So Yang continued to blocked and dodge. Waiting for the opportunity to strike back.

The boy sounded off a grunt from behind her, swing his weapon behind him to knock her into next week. Only Yang was faster, able to jump over his swing that barely missed the girl twin's face. Yang fired point blank at the girl mid jump, sending her tumbling back.

Yang then landed on the boy's weapon. He pitifully tried to pulled it from under her, but to no avail. Now was Yang's chance.

The boy looked up at Yang. Yang gave a sadistic smile, waving her fingers before pulling her fist back for the first punch.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Yang let punch after punch smash into the boy. The sound of her gauntlets releasing a fire shot with every blow echoed deafeningly off the warehouse's walls. The boy was stumbling back after every hard hit, having even let go of his weapon early on in Yang's assault. Yang continued to follow with him though, never letting up her fury of punches.

She did eventually pause, letting the half dead boy sway dizzily in place. He was nothing but bruised and bloody. Though that's not what made Yang stop.

Yang noticed the chain coming from his chest was glowing weakly, and it's other occupant seemed to be missing. Yang followed the dimming soul chain over to the girl, noticing her…also bruised and bloody. A mirror image of the boy.

They share the wounds. The bond completely connects them both in every way; For better or worse. That's why he was also having a hard time running. Talk about a risky skill.

Yang looked back at the boy. He fell to his knees, barely on the edge of consciousness. She pulled her fist back, ready to deliver the finishing blow...

"STOP!"

Yang stopped her punch halfway. She turned back again to where the girl twin was. Pippi stood by her, trying to steady the girl.

"Please! Stop! Please don't hurt them!"

Yang faced the boy again. All that talk, and now look at him. She put her fist down. Instead she grabbed the boy by the collar of his ruined suit.

"After what you said, after all you did…" Her voice became a whisper and void of sympathy. "Give me one reason I shouldn't kill you."

The boy just stared. Terror filled those fading eyes.

"Please…" His voice a croak and pathetic. "Please… don't kill me…"

Yang pulled her fist back. "Sorry, wrong answer!" She punched him again, sending him flying three feet. No shot accompanying it though.

Pippi screamed. She started running to the boy's side, but was intercepted and grabbed by Yang from the shoulders; forcefully turned.

"Now… Pippi. For the last time…" Yang stared into Pippi eyes. Her grip on the girl's shoulders almost making a crunching sound. Her voice the only thing about Yang that had become as cold as ice.

"Where is my sister?"