Finally Collage is done for the semester, holy shit those finally's took longer than I thought. Well anyway here we are again with a new chapter, I made this one longer for making you guess wait so long for it. You know what comes next, more notes down below but for now please enjoy the Chapter.

Story Time

Vale felt nostalgic. Whether the feeling came from Summers memories or his own, he could not tell. Walking in it streets Corvo gazed up at the building surrounding him. Admiring the breathing taking sight again, he let the current of people guide him, as he tried to ignore an old itch. The life he lived was mostly in cities, though the people of this world had little choice but to stay in one. Still as he forced his eyes to return to the ground, he could not help but smile.

As time passed, he could feel the weight of the years weigh on him. He had fought till the bitter end, but on the night of his last run with his daughter. His body finally gave in and he had to accept her help and his retirement. Since then he had owned a cane, relied on a chair, and then reluctantly a bed.

When he could not sleep or distract himself with books. He looked to the window gazing at the city in the distance. Believing to see his daughter running along its rooftops. Before turning back to the foot of his bed that remained still. Yet he refused to pity himself, accepting that it was time to pass the torch to another.

Till an old friend came to ask for a favor.

Now as he walked by the strength of his own legs, breathe without pain in every breath, feel as someone jerked him into a back alley. He could finally take a moment for himself.

The first night had be overwhelming to say the least. Regaining ones youth, and traveling to a new world would have that effect.

Twisting the man's arm further back, the hatched dropped to the ground. Corvo slammed the surprisingly well-dressed thug's head against the brick wall shattering the red tinted glasses on his face.

Going by muscle memory and instinct his body made its way through the forest, guided by memories not his own he found the walls to the city.

The thug cursed though his clenched teeth, the threat of his boss seeking revenge was interrupted as his face meet the wall again.

Old habits returned as he explored the streets, too focus on his promise to relies how he was not trapped in his bed that night. Though even in the morning it had yet to dawn on him, with a few distraction he had today to keep him occupied till now.

The thug slumped against the wall as he fell to the ground. Blood dripping from his mouth as his breath pushed it out. Blending in to the red fabric while staining the black.

But this was real, not a dream, not a delusion but fact as Corvo leaped to the next building. He heard the wind rush by his ear. As he ran a muffled beat echoing in the distance. Hiding his coat with most of his gear on top of a roof. He felt the stone and metal in his hands as he descended Blinking to the ground to silence his fall.

Stepping out into the street a man stumbled into him by the smell and slurred speech he was clearly drunk. Pushing the drunk away he looked around.

It was a common scene of men and women walking or stumbling around bottles in hand. A few leaning on other or walls for support, while others were passed out on the steet. A few of the suited grunts were making their rounds. Breaking up fights, or picking up those that could not walk and dropping them off to the side, cleaning out their pockets as well. Although it looked like a few of the grunts were enjoying themselves as Corvo stepped over a downed grunt.

"Guess guards never change." Corvo chuckled to himself.

Hiding his sword and gun under his shirt. Corvo heard the muffled beat grow louder as he walked to the club. More of the suited guards wandered the streets. These boys looking more sober than the few he saw before.

Staying on the opposite side of the street, Corvo swiped a bottle of the ground and leaned against the wall as he checked the area around the club.

It looked rather dull from the outside. Only a single sign hanging from it in red. The only real color was the red on the grunts or the Yellow bike parked off to the side.

The front doors were large, taking up most of the front with a few grunts on either side. Hatchets dangled from their belts as they looked over the guests that walked in. Looking up Corvo noticed most or all of the windows to have metal bars covering them or boarded up with wood from the outside. The roof was an unknown, possibly an entrance but not knowing the layout of the building he might walk into more trouble.

But seeing as the guards weren't checking anyone walking in, Corvo pushed himself off the wall to head inside. Till the doors flung open. Smacking one of the grunts in the face. Two larger men came through dragging a younger teen with them. A girl dressed in white with what looked to be spiked shoes followed after. She turned on the doormen glaring at them. Seeing them freeze and bow she must be high on the food chain.

"What the hell are you idiots doing?" she snapped at them. "The boss told you to keep your eyes out for any trouble makers. So how did this wannabe hunter get in?" With a flick of her wrist a baton shot out as she pointed the end to the larger men tossing the knocked out men in a dump.

The doormen refused to meet her eyes as they looked straight ahead. With their silence the girl groaned massaging her head. "Fine, ~whatever~. But!" She slammed the baton against the wall near the head of one of the grunts. "From now on, check to make sure no one is packing." Smirking as the grunts nodded violently to her words she dropped the tool and walked back inside.

"Well, that gonna change things." Corvo thought turning away to walk to the side of the club. Taking a back alley he was going to check if he could make his way up the side when he spotted a lone grunt taking a piss. "He'll do." The mark on his hand glowed with power.

Break

Doors slide open as a bright light covered her body. Ignoring the light Yang walked her way into the club. Most of the people were on the dance floor dancing to the beat the DJ played with a bear mask on his head. A few pillows of light and glass were scattered around adding light besides the spotlights hanging from the ceiling.

It was not her first time in a place like this, her uncle Qrow would be found in similar places back in Patch, but the thug she roughed up told her about this place and how the owner was an info broker.

She promised her dad she would keep ruby out of trouble as she insisted to join her in going to Vale. Ruby was still at the combat school level only for her age as she could keep up with yang and her friends. But as Yang was entering Beacon and was heading early Ruby wanted to check out some of the shops in Vale.

Yang left her at one of the mod shop in the safer side of the city. Before school started she wanted to at least see if this Junior knew anything about her mom.

Crossing the dance floor on of the guys dressed in a bred and black suit bumped into her. She groaned knowing what would come next. Some half ass attempted to hit on her, then she would hit them back and be on her way.

"Excuse me." The man spoke and continued on his way to the restroom. It looked like he needed it as he was wobbling to the door.

Yang tilted her head to the side "Okay, that was different." But at least she didn't have to hit anyone, yet.

A few minutes passed as she leaned against one of the hand rails by the bar waiting for a spot to open up. The thug said that Junior was almost always in the back with the only way in was a word from the bartenders. After a failed attempted by a rival, Junior let his lieutenants run the front while he stayed in the back most of the time.

"Pig!" followed by a loud smack caught her attention as a women walked away from the bar with the guy next to her holding his face with the other leaning against the bar with spilled drinks and a pissed off bartender cleaning it up.

It was not ideal but it beat waiting around. Yang made her way to the open spot ignoring the way the drunk to her left as he gawked at her. She was about to call the bartender to make this quick but he moved down the bar before she opened her mouth.

She then felt the drunk shift closer to her. She tried to ignore him but as his drunk breath made contact with the side of her face she felt her skin crawl. "H-hey babe, whatts a young thing like youu doing in a plase like ths?"

Yang turned away from the smell looking as the bartender made his way back towards her. She reached out to get his attention but to her annoyance he walked right passed her. And speaking of annoying. "T-rying to gek a drink doll? Why don't we get out of here back to my plase. I got a lot back in my bed room." He was reaching around her back, about to touch her hair.

Her eyes flashed red as she turned to deck him. But he was already on the ground with another man standing between her and him.

The new guy was taller than her by a head. His dark hair covering his neck as he looked down at the drunk stumbling to get to his feet. He looked back at her, his dark blue eyes meeting red as they turned back to Lilac.

Behind him the drunk was back on his feet ready to swing, she was about to warn him but without breaking eye contact he shifted his legs knocking the drunk down again, his head smacking the bar as he fell this time.

Reaching into his pocket he drew out a few lien holding them out over the bar. In a second a bartender was standing in front of them. "I think the guy has had enough, mind getting him out of the way." He spoke, his voice was a little deep that almost sounded tired. Taking the money the Bartender smiled nodding as he called a few of the bouncers over to drag the drunk away.

Yang was used to guys or even a few girls starring at her, puberty being kind to her and all, but the way this guy was looking, it was not like the others taking in her curves. But as if her dad or uncle was looking over her as if she grew again behind their backs.

The stranger blinked slightly shaking his head before turning back to the bar. "Sorry ugh, you remind me of someone." He then shifted his body away from her towards the other end of the bar.

Yang's thoughts kicked back in, "Wait wait! Do I remind you of someone that looks like me?" With what might be a led to her mother, Yang grabbed his shoulder roughly turning him back around towards her. It took more strength then she thought was needed but her mind was racing for her to notice.

"AHumh" A rough cough got both of their attention as they looked to see the bartender cleaning a glass. "Is there a problem sir?" Yang looked back to the stranger the grip on his shirt got tighter. The man signed before shaking his head leaving another tip for the bartender to go away.

Yang relaxed, releasing the held breath she did not know. She was not letting him get away after that reaction. The man leaned against the bar his arm resting on the wood as he refused to start.

Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out an old photo holding it out for him to see. It was a photo of a group of hunters. Standing in front of a tree. It was a photo of her dad's team, her mom, her uncle, and her step-mom Summer. "My name is Yang Xioa Long, do you know the women from this photo?"

The strangers tried to look relaxed but the way his eyes grew wide as he looked at the photo than to her. "You do know them!"

Yang took a step closer to press on but the stranger held up a hand stopping her. "Yes, I do. It's a long tale but judging by the look on your face you're willing to listen." Yang swallowed the lump in her throat as she nodded.

Break

Both yang and Corvo leaned against the bar. After introducing himself Corvo had to make up a lie about how he knew Raven and Summer. While telling the truth was out of the question Yang was not gonna let this go until she had something. So he told her part of it.

In Summers memories she had run into Raven a few time on her mission, even after child birth she could not stay away from helping people. Yang was led to believe that as a child he had been saved by a Huntress wearing a white hood with silver eyes. She had a companion she was at odds with that looked exactly like Yang. After killing the Grimm they fought about Raven leaving the team and hurting her teammates. In truth Raven did appear to help out Summer early after child birth but that ended after one last good bye.

In the end Raven left while Summer had to rest. Corvo told Yang how he thanked her and kept her company while she recovered. They then talked and she shared who she was, how things were complicated with her friend. And about her family.

Yang seemed to accept the story, carefully folding the photo back into her pocket as she stared at the wall of bottles in front of her. While it might be cruel to open old scars Corvo had to find out what he had missed after Summer's death. So, he asked Yang how Summer was doing.

And as expected it was unpleasant.

Yang did not cry but Corvo could see the sadness behind her words as she told him how Summer was gone. How it was hard on her, her father, and how Ruby did not have a lot of time with her. Yang taking care of her as their father had to recover from another love lost. Corvo knew that pain all too well, for a man to lose two loves, it spoke of Tia's character. But they would not forget her and they stared to move forward again. Ruby and her were training to be huntresses, Ruby taking after her mother with wanting to help people while Yang wanting to be there for Ruby.

While Corvo was happy to hear how both Ruby and Yang were moving forward and were training to fight evil. It also meant that he would have to keep tabs on the girls as they train. He was torn about going to patch or staying in Vale to get a led.

"And she literally forced our uncle to help her with her weapon and training. She practically a weapon nut." Yang said laughing. "She even begged to come to Vale with me so she can check out the weapon shops around town." Corvo was shocked to her hear Ruby was with her. Yang laughed looking down at the bar top, her laugh slowly stopping she a more serious tone came over her. "But it's hard looking after her, she's smart and can fight people my level but its like a balancing act with my own emotions."

This got Corvo's attention as he turned away from the bar resting his back against it as he looked over the crowd. "You want to protect her, since she been hurt before. And while you would do anything to see her keep smiling, you got to let her be herself." Yang looked over to Corvo, it was hidden but she could tell he was the same as her. He had lost someone and had to watch over another in their place. "She will fall, she will cry, and sometimes you can't be there to help her up. But if you believe in her and know she will pick herself up. Then who knows, your both still kids. One day she might help you when you fall."

Yang stayed quite as she listened facing the bar. "You know, I'm glad I ran into you. I, did not have the best impression of my mom. After she left, I kind of thought that she was, I don't know.(she signed) But she at least saved you to give me some advice."

Corvo let out a dry chuckle. It was true that when the team first started that Raven did save people, but over time she changed only helping fight instead of saving. To the point she let people die "For being weak." The last time Summer saw Raven there was only a good bye.

It was nice to talk to Yang, being a parent had few rewards to it. But seeing how Yang and hearing how Ruby overcome the loss of both their mothers and still moved forward to help each other and fight to save others. He knew Summer would be proud of the girls.

Corvo was about to turn back to Yang when he spotted a black bowler hat covering orange hair leaving the front of the bar. The man was twirling a cane in one hand, as he puffed a cigar in the other.

"Yang." The blonde hummed to the call of her name but did not turn around. "For sharing what happened with Summer, thanks. Good luck with Beacon, and I know Ruby will be right behind you in no time." Yang laughed, "If she wasn't, I be worried than. Take care Corvo."

Corvo smirked, "See you around, Little Dragon."

Hearing the old family nickname, Yang's cheeks turned red as she jumped off her seat to face Corvo. But he was already gone. "Cheap shot." She smiled as she turned back to the bar.

Standing in front of her was a large man with a beard, his black vest covering his white shirt and red tie. "Aren't you a little young to be in this club blonde?"

Yang smirked and giggled back, "Aren't you a little old to have a name like Junior?"

I had to change a few things from the show and Yellow trailer. As Ruby meets yang after the end of the bar fight. Or how she was alone for the fight with Romen and the interview with Ozpin. I basically said fuck it with the time line and did my own thing with it. I also added a bit of Ravens back story in as she started with a team and they probably had missions to protect people she had to at least do so from the start and than maybe become how she is in the show. So I did that. Also Corvo now knows what happend with Summers family in the time gap and how Ruby and Yang are trying to be Huntresses.

So even though I was writing this between my Finals. I had a lot of fun doing this chapter. It was just fun writing this. The conversations, the little nodes to the games and show. I felt like when I first started doing this, so who knows I might surprise everyone now that I only got work to deal with for a few months.

As always to everyone that reads my fics thank you. PLease fav follow or review Hope you Enjoyed the chapter. See you all soon!

Note: Sorry if anyone saw chapter nine being posted. Got an error 1 and had to log out and when I logged back in I posted the same chapter twice.