A/N: I'm a little late with this. Apologies. Next weeks chapter might be even later as the musical I'm in is in production week. Heh. This chapter is also a bit shorter. It answers some question. BUT NOT ALL!

Weiss & Yang / Vale

"Finally, some answers." Weiss sighed out. The two walked to the front of the classroom and sat down. The two were followed by Velvet and Coco, who handed them off the breakfast so Yang and Weiss could ask questions and speak. "Thank you, you two." She turned towards the girls and smiled politely. Although, she really disliked being 'served' she was capable of getting the food herself. Though, it was a nice thought. " Alright, first things first wh-"

"Why the hell am I someone's mother?!" Yang interrupted.

"Hey!" Weiss glared at Yang. Once more she sighed and leaned back in the chair. Though, she wasn't mad; she knew that all her questions would be answered. Or so she had hoped. Besides, this was mostly all about Yang...and a little bit of Weiss. She was the one to get Yang to safety after all. Then again, there was the constant thought and implication that they were mates. This had yet to be validated.

Sun chuckled at the two girls, as did Coco and Velvet. Blake smirked and began to speak "Well, to be correct here you're every guardians mother."

"Every - what?" Yang replied and so did Weiss who added another "What?" towards the small amounts of silence.

"What she means is, you have lotsa 'splaining to-do!" Sun chuckled to himself, he certainly seemed like the type for jokes. Blake rolled her eyes and pushed him over to which he dramatically fell over.

"No. What that means is you're a Guardian. You're the elite level. The only one. It is your job as a Guardian Mother to protect and teach your kind." Blake crossed her arms and walked towards Yang and Weiss. Sun followed in behind, in a very sneaky manner but wasn't really fooling anyone.

"Yeah, and I'm the Master Tactician. Or Father Tactician. I take care of all the Tactician types!" Sun boasted.

"I don't understand?" Yang mumbled out. She leaned back in her chair and crossed her own arms now as she tried to make sense of what she had just been told. She looked over to Weiss who was looking back at her, just as confused as she was.

"Think of it like an RPG." Velvet began, everyone had turned their heads to Velvet to listen in.

"RPG?" Weiss looked lost even more. "Like a rocket propelled grenade?"

"No, no. A role-playing game. You've got your tanks. The ones who take up all the damage and are the front line fighters. Or in this case, guardians. Then you've got the mages. There are those who can heal and put out damage with illusions or elemental magic. They fight in the back, and so here, we call them Tacticians. Lastly, there are rogue or ranger types. They're another form of damage per second. They're all about attacks and no defense. Here, they're known as Berserkers." Velvet paused taking a deep breath. "You." she pointed to Yang. "Are a Guardian Mother. You can't be killed as easily as the others can. You're a protector. That's...that's how you found me."

Yang and Weiss blinked wildly, taking all the strange information in. Neither of them had bothered with such things as video games. All this information was new and unknown to them.

"There's more to it than just that." Sun spoke, finally sounding a little serious. "Each elite has a certain ability when protecting their 'young'" he had made air quotes around the word young "I am a Tactician Elite which provides me with more power than all of the tacticians who are lower ranked than I am. I can locate other monsters in a given location, whether they be guardian, tactician or berserker. The downside is, I can't exactly give a pinpoint precision location."

Yang tilted her head slightly. "Andddd….?" she still felt as if there was something missing as she still didn't completely understand.

"This is where you come in." Sun began to sit, or more like float on his tails. "If you are within that area, Yang. You can hear them and feel them. Especially if they are in danger. Again, it does not matter if they are G T or B."

It had finally clicked to Yang. What Sun had said had finally made sense.

"Wait a second! If Yang is the Mother of Guardians and Sun is the Father of Tacticians is Velvet…?" Weiss spoke, a little out of turn mostly out of curiosity.

"Oh, no no. I am a Berserker, but I'm normal. So to speak." Velvet replied with a smile. "I'm just a representative."

"Where's the...elite Berserker?" Yang asked.

Both Blake and Sun seemed to have bit their lip. Blake looked over at Sun and nodded, as if they had already felt this question coming.

"She's been...captured." Blake stated calmly.

"What?!" Yang and Weiss both bellowed out.

"She's alive. That's all we know." Blake said.

"You know where she is then?" Yang replied sounding rather concerned.

"Yes, but again, not exactly." Sun added.

"Is this the real reason why I'm here then?" Yang raised an eyebrow.

"Yes and no." Blake answered. "You've got a bigger part to play than just that. You give the guardians hope. Hope that they can be themselves in human and monster forms. Not only just the guardians, but you'll most likely give Berserkers hope too. With you and Sun now, it'll be less likely that…" Blake paused and sighed "It'll be less likely that they lose themselves without someone leading them."

"Lose themselves?" Weiss questioned the word.

"Without an Elite to guide them, they will lose their way. Elites have the ability to teach them about transformation and their power. Elites have an aura about them that calms their own kind. With the combination of the elite and mates it would be rare for a monster to lose themselves as it it nearly impossible to." Blake explained.

"Wait, mates. You said that word again. What does it mean?" Weiss now questioned.

"Just exactly what you think it means." Sun grinned. Weiss just glared at him.

"Well, he isn't wrong." Blake scrunched her nose, and thwaped Sun in the ear. "Mates are just sort for soulmates. As soon as someone is born, they have a destiny. Romantically or platonically, in almost every and any way we are meant to fulfil that role of destiny wherever it may lead us. Some people are granted soulmates. Whether or not Yang had turned into a monster, you still would've met her and would've kept meeting her until you two ended up together." Blake took a short pause then continued "Being a monster makes that easier. I heard the comment Velvet had said to you earlier. It probably left you a bit confused."

"Yeah, something about being official…" Weiss muttered.

"Your chest is glowing isn't it?" Blake said.

"Well, yeah isn't it obvious?!" Weiss gestured to her chest.

"No. Not really. Humans with no affiliation or relation to a monster have no way of knowing you're the mate of Yang. Only people like Coco and Velvet can see that you belong to Yang."

"Belong?" Weiss eyed Blake.

"Okay, I think I might have worded that a little weird." Blake admitted with a sigh. "You two belong to each other. Coexist. The fact that you glow, means you're a perfect match. You can always find each other. Whatever situation you two might be in."

"That does make sense." Weiss mumbled. She remembered back on how she ran through the forest to find Yang. She found her with ease. Almost instinctually.

"Okay, yeah. That explains the scent, I guess." Yang said aloud.

"Scent?" Weiss turned to her with a confused look on her face. "What scent?"

Weiss and Yang now turned to Sun and Blake. Sun who was grinning widely and Blake giving a weird smile. They now looked to Velvet and Coco who also had a strange smile about them.

"Scents are common within mates. Monsters can smell their mates scents. Each scent is individual and unique. They also indicate…" Blake paused.

"Arousal and Mating, but mostly finding where they are!" Sun said nonchalantly.

"What?!" Both girls said, with their faces showing signs of redness.

"Straight to the point, aren't we?" Blake eyed Sun, who gave a playful grin towards her "Well, what Sun said is pretty accurate. There is more to it than just that. Scents do help with finding your mate, but that's the scent that you can't smell. It's rare if you can. The scent that Yang smells is Weiss's. The smell itself appears the most when she's ready to mate for the month. It also will appear when she's aroused in general. So, whenever you two are getting a little more...intimate, the smell will continue to grow the more your partner is aroused." Blake finished with flicking Sun on the ear.

"Ow, what was that for?!"

"Why can't you be less subtle for once"

Sun grinned and nudged her lightly with one of his arms. "They've got a lot to catch up on. Why make it complicated?"

"All of this is complicated! Have you seen the situation we're in?" Blake eyed him, giving him a deadpan look.

"You're not wrong…" Sun grinned widely.

Yang blushed furiously while the two had spoke. She had smelled Weiss's scent several times. Was it arousal? Her time of 'the month'? It still made little sense to her. She vividly remembered the early morning the two shared. She had nearly 'attacked' Weiss due to her scent being too damn strong. It had dawned on her that she had possibly made Weiss turned on. Yang turned to Weiss who was staring at her a little oddly.

"What are you blushing about?" Weiss had a certain tone to her voice, one that demanded to know why Yang was now quiet and red in the face.

Yang shook her head. Not wanting to admit that she knew that she had turned on Weiss. She needed to change the subject and quickly.

"Sun, is it alright if I ask you a question why are you in monster form, and how are you talking to us?" Yang rushed the sentence out as she turned her attention back to Sun, and away from Weiss. She could feel a judgemental stare coming from Weiss in her peripherals.

Sun's usual cheery and playful demeanor changed into one of subtle sadness. "Ahh, well about that…" he began, his tone had clearly changed too. Blake looked a little sympathetic. Blake and Sun must have known that this question was going to be one that would be asked. It had seemed like a rather tough question, regardless.

"You want me to tell them?" Blake asked in an unusually soft tone for her own demeanor.

"No, no. It's something that I should deal with. I've done this several times, another time won't hurt." Sun sighed as Blake put a hand on his back to comfort him.

"Well, you see...mates provide us with more than you can imagine. They help us keep our sanity and our humanity. When our human mates are killed in the same spot that we are bounded by - in this case my eye - so his eye as well we lose our humanity. Most monsters by now would have gone insane. Since, I'm the Father of Tacticians my humanity and sanity are much stronger than a normal monsters. Monster elites like us can live on safely if our partners die, but at the price of losing our human forms...and well, losing the one we love the most. Normal monsters would've lost their sense of humanity within several hours, going on a rampage."

"That sounds horrible." Weiss muttered sadly.

"What happens when the monsters die?" Yang curiously asked.

"Your partner complete forgets the fact that you existed." Sun stated calmly. He seemed rather morose about the whole subject, though it was obvious to see why. Sun had lost a partner.

"W-what? I would forget that Yang existed? What about my friends who know about Yang?!" Weiss sputtered out.

Blake brows furrowed and narrowed as her eyes now rested on Weiss.

"You have friends that know about Yang? Do they know about what she is?!" Blake sounded a little mad.

Weiss nodded. She felt an overwhelming sense of uneasiness as Blake glared at her.

"Do they know where she is?" Blake asked now closing in on Weiss.

Weiss backed up in her seat, almost falling into Yang's lap. To which Yang held her up from behind.

"No! Why would it be a big deal?! We're all over the news anyways!" Weiss yelled out.

"Look, we can't get anyone else from the outside involved. There are people looking for us - you guys. They could take friends or family members hostage if outsiders knew too much." Blake hovered over the two girls as she stood and they sat.

"What are you talking about?" Yang now felt a bit defensive. "Hostages? Who? What?"

"Look, this is bigger than you know. The people who have captured the Berserker have plans for all of us. Helping you is a risk that I'm willing to take, but we can't get anyone else involved. You can't keep those friends anymore, because guess what, they'll forget too. There is a small chance that they'll forget you too." She pointed to Weiss.

"Why would they?" Weiss replied.

"There are links and bonds to human destiny. The bond that is severed between mates, for the humans, is a lot stronger and that being cut will cause a ripple effect throughout fate lines. In other words, your ties to other people will be cut and none of us know why it just affects the humans in the relationship."

"So are you saying I can't call my sister?" Yang now asked with a hint of concern.

"Yes and no." Blake answered. "You'd have to call through a secured line that I set up. Chances are your sister has already been harassed and questioned. Did she know?"

"Yeah. She did." Yang responded. "But she's my sister. She wouldn't give me away. Trust me. I just need to talk to her. To let her know that I'm alright."

Blake sighed. "Outside connections are a risk. Especially if they're not working with us. Monsters families are less likely to give up their own child, same with family members no one wants to lose a sibling. The humans in the relationship are more likely to be pulled or harassed out of the relationship which is why Weiss, that it is such a risk to have outside connections for you. If they know who Yang is that is. Your parents and friends who know, may try to out you. Or worse if they know your relationship with a monster. Bad things have happened before and I am more concerned with your safety then your platonic relationships with other people."

"Chill, Blake." Sun commented. "They're allowed to have friends. We've got me. Remember?" Sun gestured to himself.

"How long can you keep up your powers? Sun, we don't exactly have an unlimited supply of you." Blake rolled her eyes.

"There's an irony if I ever heard one." Sun grinned. "Don't worry. I'm not near my limit. Keeping up the illusions have been a breeze to say the least."

Blake sighed. "Fine, outside connections are okay for you two, for now."

Yang turned to Coco and Velvet. "What about them?"

"Don't worry about us." Coco said. "We've only got two outside connections that we really care about and they know and understand."

"We've already got this concerned lecture." Velvet said with a wink.

"Okay, okay! Do you two have any more questions?" Blake brought back their attention.

"Just one more for right now…" Yang began, now leaning back in her chair and swinging her legs onto the table.

"How do you two know all of this?"

"Experience." Sun simply said. "Research helps too." He poked at Blake's side. "It also helps to know that Blake y'know once worked for the people who made you who you are." He commented nonchalantly.

"What?" Both of the girls had said in unison. They were making an awfully bad habit of it. To Yang and Weiss's surprise Velvet and Coco had also seemed fairly shocked at the admittance.

"Sun! You can't just say something like that." Blake pulled him off to the side and spoke to him in a low whisper.

"What? I can't?" Sun whispered to her. "We'd have to tell them sooner or later so why not now? Class is in session, and they're ready to learn, Blake. You can't expect to run away or hide from your problems forever."

Blake glared at him. She bit her lip, knowing in a way, that he was right.

"We were made? Like in a lab?" Yang asked with a certain repulse to her tone.

"No, no." Blake quickly replied trying to ease the situation. "Not like that. You're not lab experiments, but you were exposed to an airborne virus that was released…Look, I...I don't think I can handle talking to you all about this right now. I don't know if this is the right time to do so."

Yang stood up, there was a fury in her eyes. It was almost as if a switch had flipped in the sudden revelation. "You can't handle talking to us about this? When you were apparently apart of this? You ruined lives! You've ruined so many kids lives and you can't tell us now?" She banged her fists on the table. There was a certain aura emanating about Yang. It was a dangerous one. She hopped over the desk and walked towards Blake. "I can't see my sister because of you?! All because of some virus?! Do you know how many people have been killed because of this? We can't return home because of you!"

"It's not just me!" Blake stepped back from the furious Yang. "I was against it! Why do you think I gathered all of you here?! I'm making sure you're safe!"

"That's...that's not good enough!" Yang roared at her. Yang's eyes began to dilate. Within almost an instance Yang had transformed into a monster and swiped at Blake.

But she instead hit a barrier created by Sun who was standing in front of her. Yang eyed Sun through the barrier.

"Why are you protecting her?! She made you like that!" she roared out.

"Yang, listen to me. There are somethings we just can't understand. Sometimes, destiny screws us over! You don't need to get upset over this!" Sun responded in a calm manner, still keeping the barrier up.

"Listen to you? LOOK AT YOU! LOOK AT ME?!"she pushed against the barrier. She managed to push back Sun in the slightest. Yang took a couple of steps back. "We're monsters! That's all the outside is ever going to see!" Yang had begun charging herself up for a ramming attack. The exoskeleton now flattened themselves on her fur, making her body a battering ram of raw power.

"Only if you keep behaving like that!" Sun now yelled back. In the background Velvet and Coco had cleared the room, while Weiss looked on in horror nearby.

Yang now charged the barrier as soon as she hit the barrier she was met by a rather large pulsation wave that sent her flying to the back of the room. Sun put down his barrier and nodded to Weiss who looked over at the bestial Yang. "Paper beats rock every time!~" Sun cracked his knuckles as he poked the anxious Blake besides him.

"I didn't think she'd freak out that hard…" muttered Blake. "I can't blame her.."

"Wait until you talk to Weiss about Winter." Sun made a sympathetic face towards Blake. They were luckily out of earshot from the two girls, but regardless Sun was met with a light flick to his nose.

"Don't...don't mention her name. I know I'll have to tell her how, but..it won't be me that's not prepared." Blake sighed.

In the meanwhile Yang recovered from her blow, she was still in monster form as she had arisen. She was met by Weiss who stopped her in her tracks.

"What do you think you're doing?" Weiss's voice demanded an answer from the girl. "You can't just attack people at will when you're angry!"

"I'm just a monster Weiss. Didn't you hear her? I was made like this...I…"

"Yes, I heard the same conversation you did you dolt! Being a monster doesn't change who you are inside! I didn't realize you were such a hot-headed brute though. Now, I understand, but you're not alone. None of these kids are alone. Not in here at least. Now this where you come in and it's why you're here. You're here to help. Didn't you hear Blake and Sun before? You can teach them how to control their power. Though now, I'm not even sure you know how to control yours. Either way, we can't let what we know change who we are. We can build from it. We can make it better and I'm here with you. We all are every step of the way." Weiss finished her little monologue with a sigh and patted Yang's snout.

With that Yang immediately transformed back into human form.

"I'm sorry." Yang muttered apologetically.

Sun and Blake had made their way up to the two girls.

"This must have been a lot for you to take on. Why don't you two just go back and continue to get settled in? You can start your own classes tomorrow." Sun commented.

"Blake, I'm so-..."

"No, don't say it. I'm the one who should be sorry. There was more I could've done." Blake interrupted Yang.

"You tried though, right?"

Blake nodded at the question.

"That's all that matters then."

Weiss and Yang had begun to walk out of the room when Blake called to Weiss. "Hey, Weiss...Can I set up something with you?"

Weiss looked at Blake and raised an eyebrow. "Sure?"

Weiss turned to Yang who now said "I'll wait for you outside."

"Okay." Weiss smiled, but before she could turn she was met with a kiss atop her forehead. It was quick and subtle but it left a fluttery sensation running through Weiss's body. "W-what was that for?"

"The pep talk." Yang grinned, now seeming like her own usual self. "Talking dirty like that just may earn you more." She teased.

Weiss blushed and rolled her eyes as Yang walked out of the classroom, Sun soon following behind.

Weiss and Blake now privately held the room to themselves.

"I don't know when I should do this." Blake began nervously."So whenever Yang is teaching, do you mind if I talk to you about something important?"

"Why can't we do it now?" Weiss asked curiously.

"I...after the events of today, I think it might be best to wait a little while with the news that I have and I don't want to 100% surprise you with the information, but...but it's about the virus and how it began." Blake had begun to speed up her talking, indicating at nervousness.

"What does this have to do with me?" Weiss raised an eyebrow.

"Not just you, but…" Blake paused looking for the right words "You know, if I say anymore I'm afraid it'll be too much. We'll discuss this another time, okay?"

Weiss glared and nodded. Weiss left the room and caught up with Yang. The two were brushing their hands against one another. Blake had left the room behind Weiss and was nearly tackled by a waiting Sun.

"Watch it!" Blake said.

"Heh. You think those two will ever get it right?"

"The hand-holding?"

"Duhh…" Sun grinned. "So, Weiss looks to be in a decent mood. I'm guessing you didn't tell her yet?"

Blake had waited for the two girls to get out of earshot once more as they walked ahead.

Blake shook her head.

"No. How can I tell her that I helped to kill Winter?"

"That wasn't your fault." Sun said sternly, almost as if he had heard the confession a million times. "You didn't know."

"I should have, Sun. I should have."