Meanwhile, Blake was still in Fiti. She had been searching the entire city for a member of the White Fang, but she was getting nowhere. She had searched the entire city for a trace or clue to the whereabouts of the activist turned terrorist group and/or anyone who might know where the bull horned faunus she once trusted. Alas, all of her efforts appeared to be for naught as she slumped her back against the wall of the last police station she had been to.
The White Fang have completely vanished from this city. Now what? I'm right at square one. At least when I began, I had some idea of who to search for or where to go, but all of my leads have brought me to a dead end.
She looked up at the night sky with all its stars and the shattered moon. Even in the city of Fiti, she was able to see it all. It seemed that there was a light visible, even if no one else could see it. As she stared at the sky, her eyes darted from the city lights for a brief moment.
Looks like there's no point in staying here. It's time to move on. Blake thought to herself. No matter how hard it may be.
Turning her head down, she sighed and started moving forth.
Sun was searching desperately for Blake, asking everyone who passed by him where the girl of his dreams was.
"Have you seen this girl?"
"She was walking in that direction." the guy answered, pointing to his right. "I heard her mumbling something about moving on. She's probably leaving the city."
"Oh man..."
He quickly ran off, hoping to find Blake before she left the city. He got past the city limits and soon entered the forest, trying desperately to find her. He had no idea where he was, or where he was going, but that didn't even matter.
How did I get into this situation? Oh wait, I already know the answer to that. I found her and I fell in love with her...
He remembered the day he meet Blake. Several months ago, months before the Vytal Festival, he had been stowing away on a boat, sitting on the metal ledge of the upper deck as the boat pulled into the docks. Unfortunately, one of the sailors noticed him.
"What are you doing here?" He didn't answer. Instead he stood upstarted dashing away. "Hey, stop that Faunus!"
"Thanks for the ride, guys! Haha!"
As he jumped off and hit the dock running, one of the sailors called, "You no-good stowaway!"
He hung from a lamppost, peeling back a banana. "Hey! A no-good stowaway would've been caught! I'm a great stowaway!"
A rock was thrown at him. "Hey! Get down from there this instant!" the second detective commanded.
Sun dropped the banana peel on the detective's face, who growled in return. The monkey-like Faunus twirled up to crouch on the lamppost, laughed mischievously, and leapt off, running away from the detectives. He ran past Team RWBY, winking at an astonished Blake as if time slowed down before continuing to be chased by the officers. After several minutes of running, trying to get away from team RWBY (and the authorities), he sat up on the rooftop, trying to catch his breath.
Damn, that was close. Looks like I still got it. He chuckled to himself aloud before turning back to his internal thoughts. That raven-haired girl that saw me... She looks so beautiful. Her raven hair, her amber eyes, her cute little black bow. Although... I can't help but think that there's a hidden reason why she's wearing that bow. I'd like to get to know her , but what would she want to do with a stranger like me?
"Stop it!"
His train of thoughts was derailed upon hearing two ladies arguing.
"Stop what?" another voice asked. "He clearly broke the law. Give him time; he'll probably join up with those other Faunus in the White Fang!"
He looked down below as a white-clad woman and the black bowed beauty got into a huge argument. He had no idea who they were talking about at the time, but in hindsight, he would eventually realize that they were mentioning him. Blake clinched her fist and growled. "You ignorant little brat!"
"How dare you talk to me like that!" Weiss approached her angrily. "I am your teammate!"
"You are a judgmental little girl."
"What in the world makes you say that?!"
She put her hands to her hips as Sun witnessed the argument escalating. The other two teammates just stood there awkwardly as the argument progressed. "The mere fact that you would sort that Faunus boy with a terrorist group solely based on his species makes you just as much of a scoundrel as you believe him to be!"
"So you admit it!" Weiss folded her arms. "The White Fang is just a radical group of terrorists!"
Blake glared at her. "That's not what I meant, and you know it!"
If looks could kill, Weiss would have been dead. Or if nothing else, she would have had a lot of holes in her face. As they continued bickering, Sun turned back to his internal thoughts.
She's defending me even though I'm a stranger. Then again she's defending all Faunus, even the White Fang, to a smaller extent. Now I'm just too curious; Who is she? Why is she defending Faunus so much if she appears to be human? Something tells me she's hiding something with that bow. But what?
As the argument continued over multiple hours, he found himself outside in Beacon's courtyard. He hung himself from the lamppost with his tail, waiting for the right moment to introduce himself to the black-bowed girl and say something. Or perhaps she would find him. But even then, would the girl really run away from her team like he thought she would? He had no idea. He did find out however, that the girl and her team were from Beacon Academy. As he was left hanging, he saw upside down that one of the windows was open. Before he knew it, he then saw Blake running through the courtyard to the statue. He turned himself right-side up and forced himself til he was standing on top of the lamppost.
Oh man, she looks troubled. Should I...? Wait... what is she doing?
She closed her eyes and slowly lifted her arms up to her bow and pulled the string to release the bow from her hair, revealing her Faunus cat ears to what she believed was empty air. She had nothing more to loose.
I knew it. Aw, those cat ears are so cute! But what should I say?
Seeing that she was on the verge of crying, he complimented, "I knew you would look better without the bow."
She looked up and saw him on the lamppost, smiling for a brief moment. She responded, "Oh, um, thanks?"
"You're welcome." He sat down on the metal railing of the lamppost, trying to make eye contact. "Your ice queen teammate isn't very nice, is she?"
"No, she isn't. She has her reasons for disliking Faunus, but..." She sighed. "she is being overly harsh."
He jumped down. "Guess your secret's out, isn't it?"
"My teammates know, but no one else does. And they never even saw my cat ears..." She turned away sadly, before facing him, this time with curiosity and wonder. "You're not big on hiding your true self, are you?"
"Nah, not really. Besides, my tail here," his tail twitched in demonstration, "often has a mind of its own." He folded his arms, leaned against the lamppost and asked her, "So what are you doing to do now?"
"I don't know. I can't go back there... And..." She looked at him annoyed. "Hold on a second. Why would I tell you what my next move is? You're just a stranger."
"Well, that can easily be fixed. I'm Sun Wukong."
"Blake Belladonna."
As he returned to the present, he realized he was getting nowhere. He had lost track of where she was. As he sat down on a rock, trying to catch his breath, he hardly heard the sound of the soft wind rushing by him, or the crickets in the moonless night. The monkey king slammed his fist on the rock, using what little aura he had to prevent his bones from breaking. "Damn it. I'm just lost."
Oh wait, I lost track of her hours ago... Sun reminded himself. I just didn't realize it. This feeling... it's... it's like I'm in a coma. Or have I been in this coma from the very moment she left? When she rejected me on the rooftops?
He had been using his aura to run through the terrain quicker, in the hopes of finding Blake. So far, he wasn't any closer to finding her. As he got up from the rock, he continued walking in no particular direction, choosing to rely on his instincts. An hour had passed, and as time went on, his thoughts began to torment him even more.
Blake... How could you? How could you just leave me without telling me how you feel? How could you have tricked me, deceived me, leading me on? He then internally yelled at himself. Don't think like that! You love her!
What of your love for her? She doesn't even want you. a voice in his head told him. She wants nothing to do with you. She hates you!
He sighed. This argument came up in his mind several times throughout his journey, if only his brain would stop arguing with his heart. Inconsiderate brain.
Yang sat down on her desk, her left arm shaking as she held the pencil in her hand. She had been trying to write a letter to her friend, but so far, her attempts to use her remaining arm for writing, or anything else for that matter, had gone the opposite of well. She slammed her fist down in frustration and looked at the letter she was sent.
Dear Yang,
Hey, I know it's kinda been a long time since we talked, you being busy with school and me being busy with hunting criminals, but I just wanted to check in, see how you're doing. Are you alright? I heard about what happened during the singles round in the Vytal Festival. I can't believe that so many people would blame you and call it an act of cold-blooded spite. If I didn't know you, I'd probably assume that's the case. But you're my friend, and I don't think you meant to hurt him after winning the match. Something's up, but what is it? I don't know, and I may never know. What's even more suspicious is the events of Beacon Academy crumbling to it's knees. Something tells me it wasn't just the White Fang. They would never just attack a huntsmen academy without reason. Whatever's going on underneath the surface... it can't be good.
On another note, things are going fine back at the fold. The debt is decreasing- we'll be free of it one day, I'm sure. Rouge is still a pain in the ass at times, but over the years the amount of arguing and fights has gone way down. Nothing's changed with Acacia, Azura or Amethyst much, but Indigo's become more of a prankster. Also, Emerald has unlocked her semblance. You might find it a bit hard to believe, but she has the semblance of emotion suppression. She is able to lock up her emotions by using 25% of her aura, making her completely emotionless, much like a robot. She can unlock her emotions without the cost of aura. Yeah, it's strange. To me, it feels like that semblance is unreal, yet Emerald is living proof that it is. It's kinda crazy.
Anyway, I hope that you're alive and well and that this letter reaches you safely. If you got this letter, and you're able to write and hire a good messenger, I'd like to hear from you. Please respond back as soon as you can. I'm worried about you.
Sincerely yours, Tangerine
Yang felt a tear drop down her face as she reread the letter for what felt like the hundredth time.
Days passed by, Sun was getting slightly tired by the minute. His eyes drooped, but he didn't want to give up. He refused to call it quits. He didn't wanna sleep, didn't want to dream. None of his dreams comforted him. In fact, many of his dreams were nightmares. As he continued on his quest to find Blake and aid her, his days became shorter, and his nights became longer.
Should I just give up?
Before he knew it, his vision started to blur slightly. The adrenaline rushing through his systems wore off and crashed a while ago. As much as didn't want to, he leaned his back against the tree and collapsed on the ground, falling asleep instantly.
His dreams were not treating him better. If anything, they had gotten worse. He found himself surrounded by darkness. He thought he saw Blake's shadow.
"Do you really even think she'll want anything to do with you?" the distant voice of Corvina Noire asked.
Suddenly a huge expanding beam of white light engulfed the area, Blake's shadow looking at him sadly as it was drowned in the light and the scene switched. Sun now stood in Beacon Academy as it was falling apart. He stood in what was the cafeteria as the fight raged on around him. The school was crumbling to pieces. Blake's shadow stood before him with her hands down. He then noticed that he wasn't really in a physical form, but instead, glowing with golden energy, as though he took the form of his specter clone. He stood there, trying not to cry as he looked upon the girl he loved so much. He wanted to hold her in his arm, gently caress her, tell her everything would be alright.
Black tears with a white outline could be seen as Blake's shadow briefly wept. "Sun..."
He slowly approached her. "Blake..."
"Don't come for me..." She removed the bow, the shadow of it flying loose in the wind, before she tied it to her wrist. "I won't be able to save you..." She gestured to what was Yang's right arm and the other piece of Ember Celica. "I couldn't save her..."
He gasped. He had already seen Yang after she lost most of her right arm, but seeing the remains suddenly made him want to cry and throw up at the same time. He gagged and forced himself place his hand over his mouth to stop himself from vomiting. As the feeling of nausea died down, he turned back to Blake, her eyes closed as the ribbon danced in the wind.
"Who did this?! Where is he?!"
"Sun..." She sadly looked at the solar-energy version of him. "I can't tell you this. You'll get hurt if you continue this pursuit. And besides... whatever feelings you may still have for me..." She turned away from him. "Some things aren't meant to be."
He put his hands to his chest defensively. "This isn't about my desires! I want to help you, I want to be there for you! Blake, please..."
"I'm sorry, Sun. But I can't..."
He softly grasped her wrist. Surprisingly, her shadow didn't dissolve into nothing as he gently held her and she turned to face him in shock. "Blake... You mean everything to me."
"Sun..." She spoke, trying to figure out what to say.
"Do you really think you can run forever, my darling?" The same shadow that came to his dreams appeared a few feet before them. He had no idea who Adam Taurus was, but still he came to haunt him. The shadow of the cat faunus didn't answer his question as she stepped away from the solar-energy form of the man she cared for so much.
She got out her weapon and held back even more tears. "Leave him alone!" The shadow of Blake pleaded. "I'm the one you want!"
"You think you're so brave, so noble, trying to atone for your mistakes? Well, you're not!" He got out his weapon. "The biggest mistake you made was betraying me and the White Fang!"
"Blake, no!" Sun tried to reach out for her, but suddenly he was bound in black chains. On his knees with his arms behind his back, the enchained monkey faunus was powerless to stop Blake as she ran towards the evil shadow and he charged towards her. "Blake!"
He woke up, gasping for breath. He opened his eyes in horror as the cold night air filled his lungs. Wearily, he looked at his watch. 4:30 in the morning. He slammed his fist to the ground. There was no rest for the weary faunus.
Blake had reached a small village. She hid in an alleyway as she listened to a conservation between two faunus, a young male teen with dark brown dog ears and a slightly older female teen with light brown cat ears.
"Do you really think this a good idea?"
"Come on, sister. What do we have to lose?"
She scoffed at him. "What do we have to lose? This is the White Fang we're talking about!"
"Not so loud. Someone could hear us!" he warned.
"Who would be paying attention to us?"
He shrugged it off. "In approximately seven days, the White Fang will be meeting in Kana. If we hurry, we can make it to the next meeting, and hopefully, by joining them, we'll make our lives better, and make things better for all faunus."
"I don't know. The White Fang not only has a bigger target on their back with the Fall of Beacon, Mistral's branch is at war with itself and crumbling to pieces."
"I didn't believe that those events occurred. It seems too outlandish to be true."
The older sister folded her arms. "You ignorant little brat! Are you really trying to deny that Maura is currently on the run from several huntsmen, huntresses and authorities as we speak?!"
The catwoman turned the other way as the squabbling siblings left, and leaned her back against the wall with her hands behind her, as if she was lying down on the grass. "Kana, huh? Good to know. At least now I have an idea of where I'm going. Now it's just a matter of getting there."