Author notes: I can't explain how much I hate this chapter and the last one just eurgh… Depending if I have time or not once this is story is completed I'll go over them and fix certain things but we shall see. This chapter was unfortunately rushed because of bad writer's block and due to the fact that I just wanted it out of the way so my apologies about this one. 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.
Late in the evening, a few hours before midnight, Blake had arrived at the address that was written on the back of the photo. It was after the discovery of the image and an oddly peaceful sleep that Blake had been driven to investigate the lead and make it her mission to track down Yang's mother. She knew that it was a long-shot: Yang herself had never been able to find the answers but it was worth a try. Besides, from her time with the White Fang, Blake had learned how to successfully track someone down, even with little-to-no trails or hints of where they were; skills that she doubted Yang had possessed while on the search for her mother.
Clenching her jaw as she walked through the building's entrance she was immediately overwhelmed with the loud rave music emanating from large speakers set up around what looked like a dancefloor. Great. It had to be a club. Blake growled as she stubbornly marched towards the bar, desperate to find Junior as quick as possible; the sooner she left, the better. The sheer volumes already beginning to hurt her sensitive Faunus ears.
Leaning over the bar's counter, she motioned for a waiter who was dressed in a black suit and red tie to come over. "Hey beautiful, what can I get you tonight?" He spoke with a flirtatious tone, clearly trying to woe Blake. Unfortunately for him, Blake really wasn't in the mood for games. "Where is Junior Xiong?" The waiter's response was immediate; his hands clenched into fists as his eyebrows furrowed. "Look lady, I don't know what you want to do with him. But you better leave now" The waiter grunted as a group of similarly dressed men walked up behind Blake in what she could only presume was supposed to be an intimidating semi-circle. Frowning, Blake made a move to unsheathe Gambol Shroud just as a deep commanding voice stopped her motions. "Stop – Stop you idiots!" Looking to her right, Blake turned in time to see a larger, bulkier man with a beard make his way through the crowd of goons.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The bearded man asked with an ebb of annoyance in his voice. "Who I am does not matter. All that matters is that I'm here looking for someone" Blake replied as calmly as she could. The opposing man looked her up and down for a second before waving off the surrounding men and thankfully turning off the booming background noise. "God damn kids, always come to me looking for information. Dust forbid that Blondie would've been the last one" He mumbled under his breath before Blake suddenly cut him off. "What did you just say?" The man looked at anywhere but her as he fumbled to adjust his red tie. "Er- I -huh? I was just rambling…" Blake wasn't a fool, she had heard everything the man had said, one word in particular catching her undivided attention, "Blondie"… Yang. This man knew about Yang.
"You're Junior aren't you?" Blake growled, unintentionally showing her agitation, which was not unnoticed by the man stood opposite her. "What if I am?" Tired of playing around, Blake grabbed the back of his head and slammed the side of it against the solid granite drinking counter. "Tell me what you know about this woman" She commanded as she held up the photo for him to see. "Awe Christ, Lay off would you? I already told Blondie I know nothing about her, I swear!" After a minute Blake's grip on Junior slowly loosened as she heard the sounds of guns being cocked behind her. "Dammit girly. You'll pay for that." He spat as a slow trickle of blood leaked from his nose. "Why did Blondie send you here anyway? I get that it's not like she's able to do much while bed bound but dust! Yang should know that I have no new information on that woman and even if I did I wouldn't tell some random girl!"
Blake punched him hard in his jaw. Junior stumbled backwards slightly but immediately stood back up and raised his hands in a hurried motion in order to tell his men to back off and not to shoot. "What was that for? You bi-" He started, only to be cut off as Blake drew out Gambol Shroud and pointed it at Juniors throat. "Don't you dare say her name" She growled with pure rage as terror and confusion shot through the man's eyes. "Woah-whoa what! Calm down! It's not the girls dead for dust's sake."
"Excuse me?" Junior slowly gulped before answering, "I said it's not like the girl's dead…" Blake suddenly picked him up by his shirt and threw him hard against the counter once again. "Do you think that's funny…? Do you! Because I've heard enough of your lies" Blake yelled as she once again poised her blade at the man's exposed neck. "I'm not lying! I don't know who that woman is! If Yang really wants to know who she is so badly she should get out of her damn bed in Patch and look for her herself!" He shouted at the girl in front of him with equal force.
Blake froze, he had to be lying. Yang had died. She had heard the girl's heart fail while she was at the damned hospital. He was trying to fill her head with poisonous hope. It wasn't true. It can't be true… Gripping her weapon tighter and applying gentle pressure to his skin, she demanded answers. "She was moved back to her father's house in Patch alongside the other girl- er- Ruby, Ruby! Yes Ruby! Now, word on the street is that the younger girl is currently making her way to Haven." "I already know about Ruby. What about Yang. Tell me about Yang." The Faunus demanded. Junior squirmed as he tried to remember everything that he had been told about the girl. "She- She- er? Nobody's really seen her. All that I know is that her father has had to take care of her because she's out of action but I swear to you that Blondie's alive. I swear!"
Taking a second to collect herself, Blake slowly removed Gambol Shroud away from Junior only to then wrap her hand around his throat. "If I find out that you lied to me. I will kill you" She grunted as her amber eyes narrowed. Squeezing her hand tightly once more, she turned away from the bar and ran out into the cold night air, determined to take the first available transportation to Patch. She had to see if it was true… Could Yang really be alive? Too wrapped up in her hopes and the sounds of her rushed footsteps against Vales roads she was blissfully unaware of the angry shouts of Junior and the vicious laugh of Adam coming from the now disturbed club behind her.