Chapter 2

Shadow filled the recesses of the back room. Curtains shrouding the murky walls and carpets from view of the rest of the club. A dull circular room for keeping things that didn't want to be shown, hidden from plain sight. Faunus of all different types and sizes were bundled together on the cold hard floor for inspection before tonight's opening. It didn't matter that these were living breathing girls that wanted to be anywhere but here, the inspection wasn't about who they were, it was about what they were wearing, their bust size and how much money they could make – a disposable pawn to be thrown away if the price wasn't right.

The three haughty guards were keeping their eyes on them. Grinning from ear to ear as they made sure the bra's were lower than should be – enticing. Thongs slightly ajar from the skin - sexy. If they had tails, god if they had tails, better hope they fit inside clothing. Having any filthy animal trait that can get in the way of the clients needs is unacceptable by any means; either lose it quickly or lose it quickly. If you were lucky you'd have a trait the client was fond of and would survive another night – ..survive?

Oh what a life it is for a Faunus is Remnant.

The luckiest of the bunch, ironically had the traits of the bunny. Her ears are considered cute to some, sexy to others and to a hush few, useful for antics which borderlines sub-human.

She had a name. A real name. A name which her loving parents gave her. But tonight her name is Scarletina; drives the crowd wild. They love their little bunny girl in all her sweetness.

"Gonna make us some sweet buck tonight honey?"

the money-grubbing maul across his face as he looked down at her, pinching her chin.

Suddenly the guards all looked at each other startled.

Her ears picked up on it first, then her eyes slowly gazed across to the sound of a phone ringing. In this wide open sea of pitch blackness a crimson red hook lying in wait. In wait. It rang again as the guards scrambled over themselves to answer it.

"Ahem.." One of them cleared his merging dry throat as he hesitantly picked it up.

"..yes sir?"

It was easy to see that things had changed inside his body. Shallow breaths, tense neck and shoulders, a forever churning stomach. If all it took was a voice down the line, then who could such a voice belong to.

"..I-I made sure sir..yes..of course."

He made sure to watch his tongue when answering the next question.

"..they all seem ready...but...b-but for one..sir.."

It seemed like he almost choked on his breath a little but for now he was safe.

"..yes sir I will make sure she takes it..have a good night sir.." The guards all gave exasperated sigh of relief - it looks like they might survive another night.

Wasting little time they got all the girls off the floor and made sure they had their dust injections. All but one. A girl sat down on the floor. Knees up to her chest, wrapped tight by her arms, shivering in the corner.

"Alright you're all good to go, bring us some cash this time!" the virulent bark pushing them out of the curtain.

"Time to deal with this one."

She could already hear what they were saying, her cat ears picked up every word. She could already see they were slowly making their way towards her. She knew what happened next.

"Get up"

She knew the pain all too well. It felt like an ever changing cacophony of white and black, a grey numbness; a half-caste depression begging for life to end.

"Listen bitch, why don't you use both sets of your ears and do as you're told willya!"

At least she could try think of her happy place. A place where she saw sunlight every day. A warm beach, shimmering ocean, cool air breeze. Spending her days with that special someone who would love her for who she is.

"... fine, have it your way bitch"

The heavy weight held her down, her arms spread wide. It didn't take long to find the vein. One small sharp sensation later and that part was all over. It's what came next. It's what would happen the next time she is disobedient that made her - cry inside.

"Yeaaahh here comes the partayyy!"

Headphones on, the sunny blonde was making her way down town at an incredible speed. Singing out loud as she 'whooped' and 'wooooed' her way past every stationary car caught at a red stop.

Funny I thought that her buddy worked in law enforcement. This is the same buddy she's joyriding through town this late at night to meet. So that's nearly eight flash-cams, ten knocked over trash cans, several broken wing mirrors all because of one screaming black and yellow lady – her bark as worse as her bite.

"I love my baby and my baby loves me don't you sweetie"

the gentle tug of the accelerator giving her the response she was looking for "oh shucks stop...you're embarrassing me"

She pulled up outside the club, eager to find herself something worthwhile tonight. At least it could be fun. Once she steps inside she can forget all about being alone for the night. It wasn't hard to spot Coco. She already had her hands round her favourite little Faunus at the bar. Biding her time she waited until she saw her give a little small pat on the behind as the girl walked away to start her dance on stage.

"Yang!, over here babe..I got you something"

Well you're here, may as well enjoy yourself

It came as no surprise Coco already had drinks ready. As soon as Yang sat down next to her, a strawberry sunrise staring right back at her.

"She's cute huh? That one" Coco lay waste to her next shot. Piling the glasses like a miniature house.

"The bunny girl? I think she's more your type. Too innocent for me"

"Well then what is your type?" her girl pal from law enforcement eager to meet and greet for the blonde.

Yang didn't know the answer to that. She never knew what a "type" was. All she knew was fun loving adventure, anyone caught along for the ride better make themselves comfy or get out of town. She took a large gulp from her drink, hoping it will give her some kind of help. Nothing came. Just a kickback of fruity acid reflux.

Eughh..

"Don't have one"

"Well if you want a dance, they're all on me, so knock yourself out!"

She felt just a little too at home here throwing her hands in the air gesturing to every girl in sight. Either too at home or too drunk, at this point it was hard to tell.

Yang couldn't help but laugh along. If this was her way of paying her back for winning the first round earlier then she couldn't turn it down, despite not knowing where to start.

"But firrrrst let me show you my little mid-night "snuggle buddy""

Coco now getting up and dragging Yang over to the stage. From here they can get about ten seconds of conversation from the dancers at a time providing they get tipped. Coco flashed some single lien into Yang's hands.

"Hereee, tip her and we can talk to her. I want you to meet her."

The dancers made their rounds, doing their little laps around the grey podiums. Faunus of all types, slowly moving to the music in the background. All Yang could see were vacant expressions looking through her as they hazily danced around her. Their eyes looked like ghost towns – no one home at all. She felt like giving them some lien, not because she felt turned on but because she felt sorry for them.

Eventually they were approached by the little girl Yang saw earlier.

"Baby. This is my friend Yang, the one I told you about earlier"

"Hi I'm V...Scarlatina. Nice to meet you Yang" almost carrying the same vague like expression Yang noticed earlier

"Likewise" she responded.

"She's looking for her own little fix here babe, but I already told her you're off limits"

Her sweet smile and blush enticed Coco further.

The Captain of narcotics couldn't take her eyes off her, grinning wildly and winking.

Every few seconds she kept handing her a tip, anything to keep her there while they stared into each other's eyes like that.

Quite the informant you got there Coco my love..

Yang thought to herself as she felt like tearing herself away from this sickly sweet sight.

But I'm proud you've met someone who makes you happy.

Then she heard it. She heard a noise from behind her.

"Get up there and dance!"

Yang turned round and saw a dark haired Faunus get shoved up onto the podium. Cat ears wilted at both sides. Refusing to show her face, her chin touching the top of her chest. She was wearing thin black underwear but still had the dignity to make sure they covered everything. Pale but fair complexion. Her skin looked so delicate, so fragile. She began small movements, completely out of sync with the music. It felt like watching a car wreck trying to drive itself out of debris.

Yang however couldn't stop looking over at her. To her this was something she had never quite seen or felt before. The vulnerability oozing off this girl, was something else entirely to her. Her eyes widening at her every slip and fall as she tried to stay upright on the pole.

The more she danced, the less people were around her, the more Yang felt her stomach flutter. The more she closed in without thinking. The Faunus eventually noticed an empty crowd around her but kept dancing anyway. The blonde chest tightened even more.

Then when the Faunus eventually noticed that this one girl was watching her, she looked up. Their eyes met and the electric rush made it's way through Yang's body. This had to be it. The feeling she was looking for her entire life.

"See! You're nothing but trash! Get your ass down from there."

A voice from the side telling her to get down. She maintained her eye contact though. She kept it until a hand grabbed her and dragged her off stage. Yang gave hot pursuit. She wanted to see more of her. Wanted to know more about her. She noticed that the girl was taken into a nearby room but the door was still open, when the guard came out, Yang couldn't help but ask.

"C-can I get a dance with her?"

"Are you the girl she was busy gawking at while she was up there?"

"Yep that's me"

"Oh..apologies lady, this one seems to be feeling a little..unwell this evening. No dance. Sorry."

Yang didn't seem to buy it fully but it made sense, she was stumbling around all over the place up on the pole.

"Okay..maybe some other time"

The guard was happy to close the door on her when she heard a voice from inside the room.

"I'll dance for her"

Yang's eyes immediately opened wide again. Her ears tingled, what a pleasant voice. The raven haired Faunus held her hands out for the keys to the private room, seemingly ignoring his flippant glare. He begrudgingly handed her the keys and let Yang pass.

"At least you will make some money tonight, now don't be long!"

Yang followed through but hard a hard time keeping up with the girl as she lead her through short corridor then short hallway before finally making her way into a small room, purple curtains, soft fuzzy seats. The perfect setting for an erotic show.

The dark haired girl remained behind a partition which covered her completely. Yang's only image of her up on stage burned into her mind. She wanted to see the girl up close. She wanted to look into her eyes. Yang sat down and made herself comfortable. She begin to flutter inside again when she saw them appear from behind the shadows. The amber eyes staring intently at her as she made her way forward towards her.