POV - Whitley

"So what happened Whitley," Schwarz asked.

"I lost control when I was in the Mine," I replied.

"I'm assuming this isn't the first time this has happened," he said.

"Not to this level, but yes it has happened before," I said.

"You should try and limit the number of emotions you can convey," he said.

"Wouldn't it make it easier to pick me apart then," I asked.

"Not if you can put up an act when not wearing the mask," he answered.

"I see, how will I learn if I can't return to the mountains," I said.

"Who said anything about you coming up here," he said.

"What," I asked.

"The Brotherhood, much like the Creed, has people all over the world," he said.

"Oh but how would you get here," I said.

"We will disguise it as therapy," he said.

"But how," I asked dumbly.

"Whitley you disappeared in the mountains for two years, trust me, most people would already be in therapy," he answered.

"That makes sense," I said.

"I know it does," he said before hanging up.

'Time to lie to Jacques... again'

Leaving my room I began making my way toward Jacques' office.

'How do I make sure he gives the ok on me getting therapy'

"Jacques please calm down," I heard the voice of James say from down the hall.

"Calm down, James there is some psychopath out there that is killing my employees," Jacques said.

Reaching Jacques' office I saw James standing infront of Jacques' desk with his arms behind his back. Looking past him I saw Jacques sitting behind his desk with a drink in his hand. Raising my head I knocked on the door. Jacques peaked past James and saw me in the doorway.

"What do you need son," he asked calmly.

"I... I had a bad dream," I said.

He raised his eyebrow.

"And," he asked.

'Wow you really don't care about us do you'

"I was in the Bullhead above the mountains," I said.

This seemed to get James' attention.

"Tell me more," James said.

"James please-

"No Jacques... continue Whitley," he said.

"It felt so real," I said.

"Whitley how often are you having these dreams," James asked.

"Almost every night," I answered.

"Do they feel real," James asked.

"It feels like I'm there in the Bullhead," I answered.

"Jacques you might want to look into therapy," James said.

"And risk the Schnee name, absolutely not," Jacques said.

"I could provide a military employed therapist," James offered.

"And let him get the idea to run away to the military absolutely not," Jacques said shooting down the idea.

"I might be able to help," said a voice from behind me.

Looking behind me I saw Felix standing behind me.

"There is a therapist I heard about during one of your parties Sir, he isn't employed by any firm, and wouldn't say a thing if played enough," Felix said.

"Hmm... how much are we talking," Jacques askes.

"2000 lien a month," Felix answered.

"Seems fair," Jacques said.

"Any help would be good help," James said.

"Set up a meeting for me and this therapist wolf," Jacques said.

"I will sir," Felix said.

"Good, now leave us, and close the door behind you," Jacques said.

Leaving the office, we started to make our way back to my room.

"So how did it go with my mother," I asked.

"Well you were right, she know all along," he answered.

"Of course she did, and what was her answer," I asked.

"She said yes," He answered.

"Good good," I said.

"Yes, yes it is," he said.

"So how did you know," I asked.

"I was outside of your room," he replied.

"Ah that would do it," I said.

"Now you just have to set it up," he said.

"Yes, yes I do," I said.

(Small Time Skip to next day)

"So you're my trainer," I said.

"Yup," she said.

"And your name is," I asked.

"Gara," she answered.

"Nice to meet you Gara, my name is Whitley," I said.

"It is nice to meet you Whitley, now I want you to join me on the floor," she said as she sat down.

Sitting infront of her, I gave her all of my attention.

"Now rage is a very powerful emotion and can be used for good and bad," she said.

"I am aware, I'm mostly worried about the bad," I said.

"As am I," she said.

"Sorry continue," I said.

"Now to begin I want you to place the back of your hands on your knees," she instructed.

Doing what she said I placed both my heads on my knees.

"Good now leave them open, next I want you to close your eyes and focus only on my voice," she instructed.

Closing my eyes was easy, but shuting everything else out was not.

"Breath," she instructed.

Deep breath in

Slow breath out

Deep breath in

Slow breath out

Slowly everything else faded away.

"As everything fades away I want you to think about your rage," she instructed.

Focusing on rage I felt myself getting angry.

"Breath," she instructed.

Deep breath in

Slow breath out

Deep breath in

Slow breath out

"Think about it being a physical object," she instructed.

Doing as she said I imagined it as a bow.

"Now image putting it in a chest," she instructed.

Doing so I felt a sense of calmness wash over me.

"Do you feel calm," she asked.

"Yes," I answered.

"Good," she said, "keep breathing."

Deep breath in

Slow breath out

Deep breath in

Slow breath out

"Now are you really having nightmares," she asked.

"No," I answered.

"Good," she said.

Deep breath in

Slow breath out

"Now I want you to imagine opening the box," she instructed.

Doing so I was immediately over come with rage.

"Now focus that rage out of your mind and into your body," she instructed.

Trying to follow I imagined the rage leaving my mind.m and going into the rest of my body. Slowly I felt myself calm as my every part of my body except for my head started to burn.

"Breath," she instructed.

Deep breath in

Slow breath out

"How do you feel," she asked.

"Warm," I answered.

"Interesting," she said.

Slowly the heat dwindled as I started to calm down.

"Now I want you to put your rage back in that box," she instructed.

I did as she instructed and the heat disappeared.

"Breath," she instructed.

Deep breath in

Slow breath out

Deep breath in

Slow breath out

"Open your eyes," she instructed.

Opening my eyes I saw that she had a smile that reached her ears.

"Good job," she said.

"When will we meet next," I asked.

"Next week," she answered.

"Ok thank you," I said.

"Just doing my job," she said.

I looked at my clock and saw that 2 hours had past.

'What'

"Is there anything else you might need," she asked.

"My outfit could use some gloves, but that's not your job," I answered.

"I'll see if there's anything I can do," she said.

"Oh, thank you," I said.

"I'll be on my why now," she said as she left my room.

Buzz Buzz

New Message: General

Are you ok

Replie: Yes I just needed a way to get face-to-face contact with the Brotherhood.

Good

After putting The Scroll back in its hiding place I jumped on my bed. It had been a strange day and sleep sounded amazing. Closing my eyes darkness came quickly.

(Time Skip)

Knock Knock

"Good morning Whitley," came the muffled voice of Felix.

'Did I sleep through the evening'

"Breakfest is at the table today," he said before leaving the door.

'Great'

Getting up I stretched out my sleepiness. Walking out of my room I headed down to the dining room. The winding halls of the Schnee Manor were already getting old again. Reaching the dining room I took my seat not far from Weiss.

"Good morning Weiss," I said.

"Good morning Whitley, how did you sleep," she asked.

"Like a rock," I answered.

"I see," she said.

Looking at Mothwr she had a small smile on her face as she ate her food.

'James?'

"Good morning Mother," I said.

"Good morning Son, did you have any nightmares last night," she asked.

"Nope," I answered.

"That's good to hear," she said.

"Breakfest is served," Felix said as he placed my plate in front of me.

"Thank you Felix," I said.

"Of course Whitley," he said.

My plate had three slices of ham, eggs, grapes, and two pieces of buttered toast.

"Did you have to make this," I asked.

"Only the toast," he answered as he gave me a glass of milk.

"Thank you," I said has I began eating.

"So how is school," I asked.

"It's good, a lot of people are acting like I'm their friend," Weiss answered.

"I'm sorry to hear that, I'm sure when you get into the huntsman academy your team wont be like that," I said.

"I sure hope," Weiss said.

"Don't hope, believe it's gonna happen," I said.

"Sure thing Whitley," Weiss said.

(Small Time Skip)

"So what are you doing today," Felix asked.

"After I'm done showering I'm gonna train for a few hours," I answered.

"And how many is a few," he asked.

"Four maybe five," I answered.

"Wow," he said.

"Yup," I said.

"What type of training," he asked.

"I'm gonna train with my chain blades," I answered.

"Oh ok," he said.

"I can't train any of my Death weapons here," I said.

"I know it's just... for some reason I expected it to be more," he said.

"I know Felix, I'm sorry," I apologized.

"You have nothing to apologize for kid," he said.

"I know it's just... it's just I don't know," I said.

"I know kid," he said.

"I best get to training," I said before turning into smoke and speeding away to my room.

"Wait," he said.

"What," I said after turning back into my body.

"Isn't that dangerous," he asked.

"It would only give it away if I used my semblance as well," I answered.

"What does that change," he asked.

"It makes it white," I answered.

"Oh," he said.

Turning back into smoke I went back to going to my room.

Translation

Gara: Turkmen for Black