Author notes: I am so salty that I'm going to have to extend this into three parts now. My apologies for making this a long fanfic if I manage to finish it. (I kind of want this story to end despite having the whole thing plotted out). That being said though, thank you to everyone who continues to read this trash, it makes my day knowing you take time to look at my work. 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 scenarios and characters goes to Rooster Teeth and Monty Oum.

"Blake? Blake was there?"

"Yes Yang" Taiyang replied softly, "She was there at the hospital when you woke up." It was silent for a moment before Yang spoke in a whisper.

"What do you mean?" She felt her body move to look her father in the eyes but she didn't really acknowledge the movement. She wasn't in her head anymore; it felt like she was drifting somewhere far away, watching someone else's actions through thick, blurry glass like a bad sitcom on a static TV.

Taiyang sat back down again before recalling the story. "I had just left your room to grab some water from reception when all of a sudden as I started walking back I saw this crazy, dark-haired girl with a bow, dressed in black and white flip a security guard onto a desk." Yang's reaction was immediate; she stiffened as it felt like her rib cage had just been placed into a car compactor with the amount of pressure that had built up there in such a short space of time. That was Blake. Blake had come to see her.

"Call me crazy, but at first I presumed the worst and thought it was some government assassin come for us and nearly physically intervened before logic prevailed and I called out for the girl to stop" Taiyang paused briefly, evaluating his daughter's responses before continuing. "She let the guards go and she looked at me. And I must say Yang, your explanations of her do her no justice." He said trying to lighten the mood, but to no avail. "I could see the recognition she held within her eyes when she looked at me and then it all just clicked. I mean, she was shy as you said, but polite all the same. We talked briefly, then she asked about you." Yang clenched her left first at the words. "I was going about to lead her to your room, but then the alarms went off when you removed the heart rate monitor. " Taiyang said as he pointed to his daughter's left arm. "I immediately ran to your room, but before I got there, I turned and saw Blake standing motionless before she ran away" Taiyang finished by grabbing Yang's now tense and clammy hand. "She cares about you Yang, she's just- she's just scared I think…"

Yang didn't really know what to think anymore. It felt as if everything she had known was now backwards and she was slipping through the very centre of time and space itself. Blake had been there. Blake had wanted to see her. Looking down at Taiyang's hand in hers as he gave a reassuring squeeze. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you this when you woke up, I must admit that I was angry when she didn't follow me to you but that's not a good enough excuse for me lying to you, I'm sorry Yang." He gave his daughters hand another squeeze before letting go and making his way to her bedroom door. "I've got to go now, Yang. But before I do, I just want you to know that when I come home we'll find Blake together, I promise. I just need to bring Ruby home first." He stopped past the doorframe before he continued. "I'll be back soon, look after yourself" Closing the door slowly he finished by saying words that haunted Yang for the rest of her life. "I love you, Yang."

The soft snow that had settled in the previous months at Patch was now fading back into the earth due to the recent heavy rainfall, creating a sickening mixture of sloppy brown sludge across the previously tranquil scenery. It had been roughly an hour after Taiyang had left and Yang had done nothing. She struggled to think, it was like a thick poisonous fog had settled in the neurons in her brain, inhibiting her thought processes. It was only when she looked out her window to once again see a black bird perched on a branch, look directly at her for a brief moment then fly off into the distance that Yang finally moved.

It was as if it was some kind of trigger; the final straw. She needed to go somewhere. She needed to get away from this bed, this room and the memories. She needed to be free, free like that bird.

Standing, Yang walked out of her room, past the bathroom and kitchen as she opened the front door with her left hand. She didn't even think about changing from her tank-top and shorts on her way out despite the bad weather, but she didn't care. Stepping outside, she didn't hesitate walking through the thick sludge even as dark grey clouds rolled over the dull sky and began showering the ruined landscape with hail.

She had no idea where she was going, she just needed to walk. Walk until she found a place where the void in herself would be filled. Looking around she continued into the surrounding dark forest barefoot. She should have felt the contaminated snow's icy touch on her feet, but she felt nothing. She didn't care that she would catch a cold, that she should have stayed in bed or that her hair was getting ruined. The only thing keeping her going was the desperate drive to escape; escape the house, escape the nightmares and most importantly to escape the lies.

She had been walking in circles for at least two hours before she had emerged into a clearing in the woods. The snow had somehow managed to survive here and was at least a foot deep in every direction but this did not deter her. She kept walking into it until upon reaching the middle of the large rectangular expanse of white-caped landscape, she collapsed onto her knees overcome with emotion. The tears and feelings she didn't realise that had been bottling up since Taiyang had mentioned Blake's name were consuming her. Her eyes shifting from their usual lilac hue as she keeled over and started violently sobbing into her hand, one word repeating like a eulogy in her head. "Why?" Why did everybody abandon me? What did I do to deserve this? First my mother, then Summer, then Taiyang. Even Penny, Phyrra, Weiss, Ruby and perhaps, most importantly Blake. All of them, gone.

Despite her grief, all too soon she faintly registered the sounds of Grimm. She couldn't tell how many, but she knew they were close. However, she couldn't do anything more than sob in her own misery. "WHY! WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME? WHY AM I ALWAYS LEFT BEHIND!" she screamed to no one in particular. She only stirred from her fatal position upon feeling a warm cloud of heat shimmer down her neck. She looked up with red, blurry eyes.

"Blake?"

However the black blur inches away from her face was not her partner, it was a large-sized Ursa. The creatures glowing red eyes locked upon her, its rotten, moist breath hitting her face.

Yang let out a small laugh as she bowed her head in defeat. She was too tired to even try and fight.

This was it.

She couldn't do a thing as she saw the beast's shadow form a ferocious striking pose against the white snow.

"Forgive me" she whispered before closing her eyes and hearing the Grimm bare its claws through the air about to swipe at her flesh.