Author note:

Sorry guys I had school and standard tests to do so yeh. The life of a asian is hard :(

Chapter 3

White snow, black ice and yellow fire pt 3

It was dark out. Night had fallen almost 2 hours ago. You could hear the crickets and the sway of grass as two silhouettes travelled across the road. Upon closer inspection you could see bulges on the head of one of the silhouette and yellow hair flowing down the other.

"Hey Blake..." the yellow silhouette whispered to the other, "why did this happen?"

Blake waited for some time before straining out her voice

"I don't know Yang… I really don't know."

The two silhouettes walk under foliage, foliage that would cover their wounds and scars. Both had questions as they trudged through the forest. Why were they the ones to encounter those men, why did it never end, why did the world never care?

Finally, the pair exited the forest and into a field that seemed to reflect moonlight off its stalks. After a good while you could hear footsteps approaching them. Turning around they found what they expected.

"Are you here to take us back?" yang whispered

The figure stepped out of the foliage right behind them and nodded.

You could see the anger and fear in Blake and Yang's faces.

"Why? WHY!? WHY WON'T YOU LET US GO WHY?!" Yang started kneeling on floor and weeping to herself.

Blake stood there not moving. She had fainted while standing up.

Yang started quieting down before whispering "she's already lost her voice please just let us go..."

The scene was silent… only the cries of Yang could be heard.

The man hesitated but still started to move forward.

He grabbed Yang and she felt something hit her neck. Then everything went black.

Hummmmmmmmmm

"Huh?... where am I?" Yang woke up only to see herself in a white box.

Hesitating to move she decided to lie down for a bit thinking that this was a dream of sorts.

But the floor felt so… real and the room seemed to have a comforting presence.

After getting bored and unable to fall asleep Yang decided to explore the room.

It was a large cube, it seemed to measure around 3 times her height. Nothing else was in the room besides her. There was no door either. The walls hummed and the white was not burning but not dim either. It glowed softly, gently, warmly.

After exploring the whole area and finding nothing else Yang decided to sit down, sit down and think. So before this she was… knocked out?! Yang sprang up filled with fear and anger. Fear for blake and anger at those men. Suddenly as if responding to her thoughts the room changed color. Bright red splashes and gray blobs appeared blocking out some of the white.

Yang was about to smash the wall out of anger but then noticed the gray and red spots. Red emitted heat and gray gave you a bad feeling. She backed away from the walls and tried to calm down. She might be stupid but she wasn't that stupid (some wouldn't agree).

She decided to experiment around testing various feeling she had felt. Recalling memories of times old and new. The first time she had met blake ahhh yes that was a good one. The walls turned yellow. The yellow gave off a warm feeling, different from the scalding hot of anger. She tried love, the first time she had found out about her feelings. The walls turned pink and a excited and soothing feeling surrounded her. She tried testing and testing and testing until she had no more positive emotions left to test. She had gotten everything that was covered in sun. But not the things in the darkness. No, she refused to think about those thoughts. She prefers the warm feeling of happiness, the smoothing feeling of love, the mysterious feeling of curiosity and the explosions of joy. She would not ruin her time with thoughts of anger and hate, she refused too.

She felt like years had passed in the room. It was not bad but she was running out of fuel. And she was starting to worry about Blake. Wait blake? Who's that?... she thought to herself curiosity filling the room. She knew the name but it was like a puzzle piece that didn't fit into the scheme of things. More time passed and she felt herself get more detached from reality. Slowly sinking down into the depths of nothing. That's when fear groped her heart. She stood up the room filled with gray. That's right she whispered the had forgotten something just now. There was something wrong with this room. Slowly the fear grew not knowing how to get out of this place. She started hitting the walls with all her strength, stomping on the floor. Nothing seemed to work.

She fell down. Fearful and defeated. The gray started creating a fog that come out of the walls. Blocking her vision of anything a few centimeters away from her.

That when a voice went through the fog "are you going to give up? I thought you were stronger than this Yang?"

Surprised yang jumped straight up searching for the voice. "Who are you?" she whispered trying to locate the voice with no avail

"I do not matter. But you are about to lose everything. Blake I know you, your a warrior that would never give up sometimes things get hard and it's okay to cry, but in the end you have to get up, you have to stand up. You were the one who told me that"

Yang was confused. Had she ever said that? If so when? She had no memories of ever telling such a thing to anyone.

"Don't try to look for me. I'm not here and I'm not in the real world either. And if I ever returned I wouldn't have a place to return to anyway. But you do Yang… somebody's waiting for you. Right now their crying your name. Remember Yang remember."

Somebody was waiting for her? Who would do that? Wasn't she useless? Wasn't that why her family abandoned her? Who? WHO?!

Yang tore at her hair nothing seemed to happen and then. The room started cracking the walls started falling away. And then… she left.

Suddenly, Yang sprung up and hit something with her head. Opening her eyes she noticed who it was. "Blake?" she whispered as the cat faunus looked up into her eyes before nodding.

Yang felt tears come into her eyes before hugging the faunus and crying. The faunus was confused but decided to hug back. Happy that Yang was feeling better.

Yang looked around before looking around the area… wait a minute? Oh no Yang thought. They were in this house again.

Yang bolted up but Blake held her down shaking her head before taking out a piece of paper. Using a pencil on the floor she quickly wrote something on the paper "Yang stop, don't worry their gone. Somebody took care of them".

Yang continued thrashing for a while but eventually calmed down after seeing the note.

"What?" she whispered "What do you mean somebody took care of them?"

Blake froze before getting up and showing her the room right next door.

There were ten men… all ripped to shreds.

Yang was throwing up in the bathroom. The blood and gore was disgusting. Turning around she exited the bathroom. Suddenly she felt something behind her. Turning around she punched the thing in the nose and it fell down. However before she could do anything else the voice shouted "Wait!" It was a young male boy carrying a bundle. I was just told to deliver this! He said fear evident in his eye. lowering the bundle sloly the boy slowly walked away. Yang picked it up Slowly unwrapping it. And when she saw what it contained the ran to the living room.

It was a baby. It was injured and it had a note. The note had few words but she understood what it meant.

Congratulations Yang,

Wow I honestly didn't know you had it in you. I thought you would have died. I guess not anyway. This is your reward for completing the trial!

Ps. her name is weisska

Author note:

And there we go we have Weiss's past. enjoyed? Please leave a review!