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Yang woke up, and slowly looked around.
Hmmm... still in the altar.
As her hearing came back, she could hear Michael and Ryan's voice, seemingly arguing.
"Perhaps if you hadn't cheated us this would be a lot different!"
"Look, Michael, I swear I meant nothing by it... I was overcome by..."
"Shut up, man..."
Ryan groaned.
"I'm so sorry..." He repeated.
Then a familiar voice came.
"Ryan, it's ok. We know how much you cared about your pet..."
It was Ruby.
Yang had the urge to get up, but for some reason wanted to stay on the ground, and not find out what exactly it was Ryan had done... But she had to get up, unfortunately.
She propped herself up, allowing the others to notice her awakening.
"Oh, hey Yang." Weiss greeted without enthusiasm.
"Hello..." She replied.
Everyone looked at Yang.
"Did you hear that?" They asked.
"Hear what?" Yang would ask back.
"Oh, nothing."
"Oh, wait, was it that thing that Michael and Ryan were arguing about? Yeah I heard that."
An audible gulp could be heard from Michael.
"What was that about?" Yang asked, eyeing Michael. He swallowed again, and hesitated for a moment.
"Oh, nothing."
"Really...?"
"Yeah, just having a yelling match..."
"About what?" Yang got up, and went face to face with Michael. A bead of sweat dripped from his forehead.
"N-nothing, I already said..."
She suddenly made a move toward Ryan, who put his hands up in the air, and closed his eyes.
"I mean it, we didn't argue about anything! Serious!"
Yang backed off, thinking for a moment. She then looked around.
"Where's Grimm...?"
Michael sighed.
"We don't know. He's spared us, though."
Suddenly Yang remembered.
She had made that devastating promise with him... Should she tell them?
"Guys, when Grimm seeped into my mind, I had made an agreement with him in exchange for our lives.."
Everyone began to listen intently.
"The agreement..." Yang hesitated for a moment. "We need to fight the creatures of Grimm... till the end of our ability to do so."
The gang hadn't reacted too harshly, instead gave a dumbfounded look.
"Why would he want that...?" Blake asked.
"It's a long story, but let's just say he wants to keep living on this planet."
The others nodded. If they wanted to move on, they couldn't fight.
*I know, late and super short... I'm sorry, I've contracted gastroenteritis and have been bed-ridden. It's actually lucky I was able to even pick up my laptop today... Again, I am sorry... Please forgive me, and just bear with me.