Author notes: Due to the fact that I was giggling and screaming like a little school girl that people actually read, reviewed and followed this I've decided to continue this story more for your entertainment. I heard there was nothing wrong with a little Yangst so I decided to push it a little bit more here mwahaha but from a different POV. My apologies for this being rushed, A) I didn't have a proof-reader and B) I have couple of essays due tomorrow which haven't been done… ha. Anyhow as per usual likes and comments are much appreciated and yeah I guess, enjoy?
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, all creditability and ownership of the following scenario's and characters goes to Rooster Teeth and Monty Oum.
Blake Belladonna used to want to believe in many things: balance, equality, peace and love. Yet, now as she sat with her legs dangling precariously off the edge of the roof to her old dorm room, she realised that none of those things were possible. This life… this world… was cruel. Where was the natural balance when darkness had overcome Beacon? There was always supposed to be light where there was darkness. Yet, there is no light. Not anymore. The Faunus would never be equal. She would never know peace again. Not after Adam... not after his promise.
Thinking of her ex-mentor made her growl low in her throat and unconsciously clench her hands on the rough concrete edge, the harsh surface beginning to leave deep indents and cuts in her palms, but she didn't notice. All she could focus on was her hate; how much she hated him. How much she needed justice. How much he needed to die. Yet deep down, it wasn't just Adam that she hated. She hated herself. She slowly lifted her head in the direction of the shattered moon, tears slowly falling down her pale features as she realised just how foolish she had been. She had failed as a huntress, she had failed her team and she had failed to protect Yang. Yang…..
The mere mention of her partner brought fresh tears to her eyes. It was her fault Yang was injured. Her silly, beautiful, blonde brawler would never be the same again and she probably would never see those gorgeous lilac eyes shine like they used too. Blake couldn't cope if she thought about it for too long. In the heat of the moment she had made a desperate choice and she had never regretted anything more in her life… She had left Yang. She told herself it was for her protection, but in reality she knew it was because she couldn't live with the guilt of looking at her broken friend in the eye every day, knowing that she was the one who had caused Yang pain. However, she knew that the other option was just as painful; she could have stayed. She could've tried to make everything right again by looking after her friend but at what cost? She knew that this option would increase the risk of the both of them being hunted down and killed by Adam. It made Blake feel sick knowing that even before they had landed at Vale into one of the many evacuation zones, she had already made up her mind.
When they had been lying on Beacon's courtyards she had clutched Yang's remaining hand so tightly it had started to gradually change colours to a sickening blue but she didn't dare loosen her grip. She needed to hold onto Yang, even if it meant the other girl losing circulation in her only hand. A moment of silence passed as Ruby and Weiss left to find Pyhrra and Jaune but she didn't really pay attention. All she cared about was Yang. When Sun had first approached her when the last evacuation ship had finally arrived she had curled over Yang in a protective stance and hissed at him. It was pitiful, but she did not care. No one would ever hurt Yang again.
"Woah Blake, calm down" Sun started, his hands raised in a sign of peace. "Take it easy, come on". He waited a second, assessing the situation before he took a tentative step closer. "We've got to get you and Yang to a hospital". At this Blake's wounds started throbbing with pain at the acknowledgment as her body wavered slightly over Yang. It was true, she knew her stab wound needed some serious stitches but she could wait until Yang had medical attention first. She took a minute working on calming herself down before awkwardly shuffling away from on top of Yang's limp body, then quickly returning to sitting beside her and holding her hand. As much as she didn't want anyone else touching Yang, she knew the girl needed to be moved before her condition deteriorated any more than it already had. She looked up at Sun who was still holding his hands up and nodded. Giving him permission to come closer with Nora and Ren trailing behind him.
At first the others were just discussing ways of carrying the blonde to the ship as Blake repositioned herself and Yang so that she sat with Yang's head cradled in her lap, both their fingers still intertwined when suddenly a medical crew clad in white and red uniforms rushed towards them with a stretcher and other medical equipment. Everything happened extremely fast after that. She remembered Sun pulling her away from the men in white coats and holding her back as she went to charge at the medics who were pushing and pulling at Yang like a child playing with a ragdoll. She was screaming at them to let her go and to be gentle, but they ignored her as they tried to align Yang's body to the fabric. After a few moments the medics managed to lift the unconscious girl off of the ground and were running whilst carrying the stretcher to the ship. Blake was rapidly scratching at Sun's arms as she tried running after the crew but it was only when Blake caught sight of Yang's arm being jolted off the side of the stretcher, bouncing up and down in the air with the momentum of the medic's strides that she managed to brake free of Sun's hold on her by elbowing him in his abdomen. She started sprinting as fast as she could after the men, leaving a wheezing and surprised Sun behind but she didn't care. All that mattered to her was that this was not how she would say goodbye.
Unsurprisingly she was heavily scolded for her behaviour by both the medics and Sun once everyone had settled in their places on the ship. She had hissed, clawed and scratched her way to Yang, fighting for the two to be left alone. The blonde girl in question was now lying on top of a makeshift hospital bed with monitors and fresh bandages wrapped around what was left of her appendage. A fresh surge of guilt spreading like electricity through the Faunus seeing the confident blonde reduced to this, especially as she looked up at Yang's face noticing how messy her normally flawless hair had become. Blake raised one of her hands up towards the unconscious girl's hairline as she swept a stray lock of hair from the beauty's currently closed lilac eyes. It made her stomach drop realising that even in this condition, she still thought the girl was beautiful. Slowly lowering her hand back down on top of Yang's she began circling her thumb over the back of yang's hand in slow circular motions. She knew what she had to do next...
She had started trying to ease the pain by confessing her guilt slowly. "I- I-m so sorry Yang." She sighed in defeat. "This is all my fault." "Pl- Please forgive me". Tears were flowing in a steady stream down her face as she felt a headache brewing from how hard she was crying but she was determined to continue. She needed to relieve this burden and whether conscious or not, Yang needed to hear this. "I- I want you to know that I never wanted this to happen" "You deserved so much more than this Yang, and I can't tell you how sorry I am that I helped put you here..." She took a deep breath as she tried to muffle her whimpers and cries. "I want to stay with you…" She sobbed. "But... I-It's not safe…" "You- You're not safe as long as I'm with you or that monster is alive." Her hands were shaking, but with a sharp intake of breath and a few moments she briefly collected herself together as she made a vow. "I-I promise you Yang Xiao Long…" "I promise you that I will come back for you" she spoke with surprising confidence. "I would want to spend the remainder of my days with you if you will have me." She started wiping away the tears. "But I need to make you safe first… P-Please forgive me" She stood slowly, placing Yang's hand back onto her stomach as she gently leaned over the girl and placed a kiss onto Yang's forehead. She pulled away slightly, then whispered in a sweet, broken whimper. "I love you, I have always loved you… my little sun dragon." She touched her lips to Yang' forehead once more then slowly retreated away from the bed, not once looking back. "I will always love you."