CRASH!

"Qrow? Qrow, did you hear that?" Summer asked, sitting up in bed. Qrow sat up next to her, nodding a few times. His hand shot out to his nightstand, grabbing the small pistol he had on standby. He opened the cylinder, frowning when he saw only three bullets. Should've reloaded it earlier. He snapped it shut, him and Summer quietly stepping out of their bedroom. The two must've looked quite a sight, a woman in her nightgown and a man in nothing but his boxers and a t-shirt, one holding a gun while the other held his arm.

The two slowly approached the kitchen, where the crash had come from. Internally, Summer groaned about having to clean up another mess after the one Zwei had made earlier that day. The two slowly approached, looking around the corner into the kitchen. Qrow looked in, eyes widening as he saw… something on the ground. He saw a dark shape moving about, some kind of clicking reaching his ears as it made it's way across the ground. He leaned back, looking down at his wife's fearful features. When he looked back up, he saw the shadow slowly approaching him.

It pulled itself upright, Qrow's eyes widening as he saw something fanning out from it's back, knocking over a nearby pot. He didn't think twice as he pulled the trigger, the flash blinding him for a moment. The creature let out a vague hiss as it dashed away, disappearing into the shadows. Summer walked around him, eyes glowing slightly as she dashed into the other room, grabbing her rifle from the nearby cabinet and joining her husband. She saw Qrow staring toward a nearby corner, gun held steady in his hands. She walked toward him, rifle held at her shoulder.

Whatever it was growled.

BANG! BANG!

Both of them shot.

The creature didn't slump over and start to vanish as a grimm would have, but rather dashed out the nearby window, shattering the glass. Qrow and Summer dashed toward it, aiming their guns out and trying to get a look at the thing. Summer caught a glimpse of a leather wing before it disappeared into the forest, the sound of dogs barking as it sped along its way. The two huntsmen gazed after it for a moment before Summer sat back, laying the butt of her rifle on the ground. Qrow lowered his revolver, sitting it on the table before he went to grab a broom.

"Here you said grimm insurance was a bad idea." Summer just rolled her eyes at that. She'd berated her husband so much on getting that… guess she stood corrected now. Qrow tossed her a broom, grabbing another one out of the closet as he walked toward the glass, the two of them sweeping it up. "Mom? Is everything okay?" Summer turned, smiling slightly as she saw Ruby standing there. She was clad in her little beowolf onesie, something she'd gotten her when she was twelve (she hadn't grown that much apparently). She was rubbing her eye, the gunshots having woken her up. She walked toward her, taking her hand, "Nothing to worry your little head about honey. Come on, back to bed." the tired Ruby didn't resist much, letting her mother lead her back up the stairs.

Summer looked at Yang's door after a second, slowly shaking her head as she heard the silence within, "I swear that girl can sleep through anything." now she'd not only slept through a storm but also gunshots. Summer walked back down the stairs, seeing her husband cleaning up the last of the glass as she walked over, picking up a few of the things that had fallen. Then she paused, raising an eyebrow at the small object next to her fingers. If she didn't know any better, she'd have said she was looking at a dragon scale.

"Qrow, come here." the man turned, raising an eyebrow as he saw the red scale in his wife's hand. The two slowly turned, looking at one another before gazing back at the scale. They both knew it in their heads -that no grimm would drop a red scale- but neither wanted to say it aloud. Summer leaned down, "You… you don't think it's…" Qrow shook his head… there was no way. It couldn't have been… it couldn't have been.

Meanwhile, Ruby was frozen.

There she stood, eyes glued straight ahead as she blocked the doorway with her body. Her feet were rooted to the spot, her mouth half-opened as a few vague calls for help slipped out, falling to the floor long before Summer or Qrow could hear them. She saw the strange thing slowly rising, cloaked in shadows. She was about to just scream when a scaly, red hand wrapped itself around her mouth, lifting her almost to the ceiling. Red, slit-pupil eyes glowed from nearby, a single finger held up to where its lips would be if it had any. "Shhhh." Ruby was trying to scream and kick and fight, but even with her semblance this thing just kind of shrugged it off.

The strange thing started walking toward the nearby window, slowly pulling it open before dangling her out of it. She turned, eyes wide as she saw the thing slowly crawl out, feet perching on the window as large, leathery wings spread out, nearly covering the side of the house. Ruby saw the moon come out from the clouds, slowly shining over the beasts red scaly face. It leaped off the windowsill before she could get a better look, Ruby's eyes wide as she looked down, dangling by her face almost a hundred feet in the air.

She was both relieved and terrified when the beast shifted its grip, claws on its feet wrapping around her torso as her mouth was released. "SOMEONE HEEEEEEELLP!" Ruby yelled, reminding the creature why it had kept her mouth shut. Ruby shook herself around a bit, face paling as she saw her house slowly disappearing behind the clouds. She turned to look at the beast, heart racing as she saw it send out a forked tongue. It turned it's eyes down at her, only for a brilliant red glare to light up the sky.

Another streaked past.

Then another.

The fourth one hit.

The beast staggered a bit, starting to dodge through the barrage of red fire coming from seemingly nowhere. At least, until the clouds cleared. Ruby turned, a wide smile finding its way to her face as she saw her sister punching shells at the creature, standing on top of the roof. "Ruby! Just hold on! I'm-"

Ruby could vaguely hear a high-pitched voice saying something, her sister gesturing wildly. "What!? I can't hear you I'm -I'm really far away and it's windy!" she tried gestures of her own, only to get a confused gaze from Yang. Yang just started shouting something again, the creature slowly letting it's focus shift between her and Ruby, as if confused.

BANG!

Until, of course, Yang shot it out of the sky.

"Yeah!… wait…" Ruby looked down, seeing herself falling toward the ground. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ruby shut her eyes, flailing her arms and screaming her lungs off. Yang's eyes widened, her vision suddenly distorting, her senses strengthening. She tried to fight it, focus on her sister that was currently plummeting to the ground. She wasn't even aware she'd jumped off the edge of the roof until she'd done it, the distance between her and Ruby closing in seconds.

Ruby slowly opened her eyes, both of them widening as she saw Yang. "It's okay… I've got you." Yang smiled down at her. Ruby, on the other hand, just looked mortified. Yang raised an eyebrow… what was she looking… it was at that point that Yang looked down, seeing that she was still fifty feet in the air, almost two hundred feet from the house. She looked back, mind grinding to a halt as she saw two, yellow-scaled dragon wings on her back, flapping away to keep her airborne. She started floating toward the ground, slowly setting Ruby down. "Wha… whahaha… WHAT!?" Yang felt herself nearly hyperventilate as she pulled one of the wings in front of her, gently running her hand over it.

Ruby slowly approached her, Yang stepping back. "Yang… sis… " "WHAT HAPPENED!? DID THAT THING DO SOMETHING TO ME!? WHATTHEFUCKISGOINGON!?" In literally any other circumstances Ruby probably would've said something about Yang swearing… then again, she guessed she could give her a pass for letting a swear slip when she had dragon wings sprouting from her back! Yang staggered back, leaning back against a tree, her hands grabbing each wing as her breathing got heavier. "W-Wings… that thing… flying… huuuh…"

Yang fainted.

Ruby slowly walked over, eyes wide as she saw the wings slowly flowing back toward Yang's back, curling around her back. Ruby waited for what felt like ever before she finally approached, slowly leaning down. "Sis… Yang? Oh no… oh no Yang please wake up!" Ruby leaned down, lightly shaking her sister.

Now Ruby was starting to hyperventilate, shaking her sister over and over again. It wasn't until she flipped her sister over, until she heard her start snoring, that Ruby relaxed. "Okay… okay, she still snores like a bullhead… it's still Yang. She just… had dragon wings for a little while… and they… this isn't making it better Ruby! Do something else!" she yelled at herself, lightly hitting her head as if to stimulate a better idea.

She looked around for a moment, taking a few breaths, "Okay… grimm are attracted to negative emotions… oh no, there's probably a horde on its way after that mess! Come on Yang get uuuuup!" Ruby tried shaking Yang again, more panicked this time, only making the problem infinitely worse by drawing more grimm to her location. After a few seconds, she saw Yang groaning, turning her head just slightly to the left. Ruby froze when she heard the growling, looking up to see the red eyes. "Okay… plan B." she grabbed her sister's foot.

"RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNN!"

Yang was practically flying as Ruby dashed away from the grimm, unknowingly tearing a path away from her house and deeper into the woods. Yang was just floating behind her, her wings spanning out and acting almost like a parachute to slow the super speeding girl down. She kept running, heart pounding as she heard the beasts howling behind her. She just kept running, completely oblivious to the lilac eyes opened behind her. "Ugh... Ru-" she was cut off by hitting a tree branch, falling into a tirade of swearing for a moment.

"Ruby!"

SMACK!

"Ruby!"

SMACK!

"RUBY ST-!"

SMACK!

"STOP!"

SMACK!

"RUNNING!"

SMACK!

"I'M-"

SMACK!

"AWAKE!"

SMACK!

Yang felt dizzy, her head constantly hitting against the higher branches as Ruby just ran faster, almost a blur beneath her. She looked back, seeing the beowolves in the distance. She turned, eyes widening further as she saw the massive Ursa in front of them. "OH COME ON!" Ruby yelled, turning slightly. Yang focused all of her strength, pulling herself down toward Ruby by using her leg as a makeshift rope. She grabbed Ruby's hand, "RUUUUBYYYYYYY!"

Ruby finally turned around, eyes wide as she saw her sister's eyes (and forehead) glowing red. She skidded to a halt, Yang and her tumbling to the ground in a mess of wings, scales, and limbs. They stopped after a second, Yang slowly standing and holding out a hand, "Ruby! Calm down for a second!" the girl, of course, hardly needed to be told that. She was more concerned with catching her breath at the moment. The two's very brief respite was interrupted by the sound of howling. Yang turned, hands going up into fists for a moment before she looked down.

"Ruby… hate to say it but, I don't have a lot of shells." for the first time in a while, Yang was somewhat panicked. Normally grimm like these were a cakewalk for her… but with so few bullets? An exhausted sister with no weapon of her own? These new wings she had to-

"Wait…"

Yang had to admit, it was weird to focus on the wings and have them move. She could feel them but… it was so strange, feeling those wings be apart of her. She dashed toward Ruby, her arms wrapping beneath hers as she hoisted her just a bit off the ground. "Uhh… Yang? What're you do-AAAAAAAAH! NOT AGAAAAAAIIN!" Ruby yelled, clinging onto her sister's arms for dear life as Yang leaped into the air, her wings forcing one of the nearby beowolves to staggered back, gazing up at the now flying girls.

Ruby looked down, her head spinning as she saw the ground so far beneath her, Yang flying in what almost looked to be a random direction. She looked up, "Yang… do you uh… do you know what you're doing?" of course, Yang's answer to that was to shake her head. She had no clue what she was doing, and if it weren't for the blood-curdling screams her sister had let out earlier, she would've assumed she was in some sort of drug-induced fever dream. Of course, that and the pain she felt on her forehead and pressure on her arms told her this was very real.

She started descending, slowly gliding down towards a little clearing in hopes of figuring out where the heck the two of them were. Ruby held her legs up, curling into a ball as Yang hit the ground running. When Yang let go, it took Ruby a few seconds to uncurl herself, her eyes flicking to her sister's large, yellow dragon wings for a moment. "Are they real?" that was the first thing she thought to ask. The same thing that Yang had thought to ask the second she saw them… albeit in a louder, much swearier way.

"Yeah… I think so, yeah." Yang draped one of the wings over her front, gently running a hand over it. Ruby seemed to be in a trance as she approached, slowly running her fingers over the leathery surface. "This is… extremely cool -and weird- and terrifying -mostly terrifying." Ruby said, pulling back a bit. She was less afraid since this was her sister and not some strange, unknowable horror that had broken into the house but, it was still terrifying seeing those wings on anything, or any one for that matter. "Yeah… now uh, any idea where we are?" Yang asked.

"I was hoping you knew… uh-oh." Ruby muttered, wrapping her arms around herself, eyes nervously flicking toward the woods around her. Yang just slowly shook her head, walking over and taking Ruby's hand. "Just stay close… we can't be that far away." it was at that moment that Yang Xiao Long made a decision. One that would alter the course of her life in ways she'd never dreamed possible.

She chose to walk north.

The two started walking, Ruby feeling only mildly surprised when Yang wrapped her newly acquired wing around her back, pulling the two closer. Yang was trying to protect her… she wouldn't lie, it was kind of comforting. The two walked for almost five minutes before Ruby looked up, an idea suddenly popping into her head. "Wait, why didn't you just fly up and see where everything is?" it seemed like the obvious solution. Yang could fly now apparently, so why not that power to get them home?

Yang just shook her head, "That makes sense but… not sure if I trust these wings just yet. They just appeared out of nowhere, how do we know they won't disappear while we're in midair? That isn't worth the risk." Ruby nodded a few times. She could see her sister's point at least. The wings were an unknown, a new variable that neither of them really understood. It wasn't a good idea to rely on them for anything. After a few minutes, the two stopped, coming across a little stream. "Huh… I think we went the wrong way, we should… Yang? Yaaaang?" Ruby waved her hand in front of her sister's frozen expression.

Yang just started walking forward, Ruby walking with her (well, not by choice, the wing was still wrapped around her) as the two walked through the stream. Yang turned down it, the two following the stream north for almost two minutes before Yang stopped, laying a hand upon the bank and hoisting herself over the side. Ruby followed, rolling onto the ground before she turned, raising an eyebrow. She saw a small, crumbling white building, with an old, dilapidated fence surrounding it. It looked to be… what, some kind of prison maybe? Hard to say for certain.

"It was real… it was real, all of it… there…" Yang walked forward, as if in a trance. Ruby followed, raising an eyebrow as she saw Yang grab a small, tattered piece of cloth, one attached to a few others, raised up the wall. Yang pulled it forward, part of it unfolding as Ruby saw what was written on it. The very same thing Yang had kept seeing in nightmares since she was little. The very same thing that no matter how much she tried, she could never forget.

'Subject Y-1: Dragon'.

"Yang… Yang are you okay?" Ruby asked, slowly laying a hand on her sister's shoulder. She saw Yang's wings suddenly start retracting, folding back into her back before seemingly disappearing, her body slowly filling out a bit. Ruby thought for only a second that her sister was suddenly fatter, but then soon realized that she'd been skinnier the whole time… though, running from grimm wasn't the best time to compliment someone on their weight loss (perceived or otherwise).

"Meow!"

Yang turned, eyes widening as she saw a little, black cat. It was standing in what remained of the nearby doorway, it's tail slowly curling against the doorframe. Yang slowly approached, eyes trailing up as the cat walked back inside, disappearing behind the door. She followed her sister, waiting for a beat before coming with her, watching her sister slowly crouching down. She walked over, looking over her shoulder to see what she guessed was a staircase, leading down into the earth. "It feels like we shouldn't be here… Yang, can we go home?" Ruby had never been so afraid as when Yang turned to face her. Something in those lilac eyes had changed, something looked sharper, more dangerous… more lethal.

"You can run if you want… I need to see this." she stood, slowly walking down into the staircase, the cat following right by her leg. Ruby gulped, stopping at the entrance as she saw her sister disappear behind the corner. "Don't scream." Ruby was about to do just that when she felt a cold, wet cloth draped over her mouth and nose, two slender arms wrapping around her torso. She struggled, kicked, trying to hold her breath as she shifted around, trying to wriggle her way out. She could feel her body breathing against her wishes, eyes flicking up to try and at least see her assailant.

Bright yellow eyes.

Pale white skin.

Long black hair.

She blacked out.

S-16 slowly laid the girl down, leaving the rag over her face. She reached a hand over her shoulder, drawing her trusty blade. She started walking toward the stairs, shifting her skin so that she was invisible from the front. She turned the corner, watching Y-1 approaching the place she'd wanted her to go. The place she'd planned on bringing her to herself. "Glad she got here on her own… makes the lure kind of pointless." she thought, vaguely remembering the cloth she'd strung together outside. She froze as the blonde girl turned around.

Yang let her eyes flick around the area… she could've sworn she heard something. "Ruby? Are you still there?" no response. The only response was the cat's meowing, along with the faint rustle of the wind outside. She turned back, eyes gazing upon the small trapdoor. She could feel memories flickering at the edge of her mind. The screaming, the pain, the fear. She slowly fell to her knees, hands trembling a bit as she pulled open the trapdoor. It came loose in her hands, the rusty hinges giving way as she tossed it aside, leaving few, jagged spikes along the side.

The cat hopped down without hesitation, dashing further in. Yang turned, slowly climbing down the ladder, biting her lip to keep herself from screaming. She didn't know what power compelled her to… no. No, that was a lie. She knew exactly what power had compelled her to jump down. The same power that had compelled her to follow the cat in the first place. Somewhere down here, there were answers. Answers to what happened to her. Answers to who she was. Answers to her episodes- answers to everything.

If they were anywhere, they'd be here.

She started walking down the dark hallway, following the sound of the cat, her hands trailing along the dark walls as she left the light behind. She could barely see, just able to hear the cat's faint meowing. She felt the path twisting and turning, left and right, and still, she followed the cat's sounds. She turned another corner, and suddenly she saw light. Light at the end of the tunnel, faint light creating a silhouette around the cat. Yang approached, stopping as she saw the small light the cat was standing in front of. It turned, hissing off to the left. Yang turned, freezing in place as she saw what it was hissing at.

Large, white doors.

"NO! STOP! PLEASE!" she heard a younger her yelling. She could feel the pressure on her wrists and ankles, the way she'd be tied down before being wheeled in. She remembered… gods she remembered. She slowly approached, walking as if in a trance. Meanwhile, S-16 slowly stalked behind her. Watching… waiting. The cat flowed between Yang's legs, rubbing against her as a normal cat would. Yang stopped when she reached the doors, eyes flicking off to the right side. She remembered the doctors laying their hands on it, remembered it scanning them, remembered it opening… Yang did the same.

"Access granted. Welcome, Doctor Branwen."

Yang's eyes widened as the doors slid open with a hydraulic hiss, her having to shield her eyes from the bright, white light behind them. "Since when am I a doctor here?" Yang thought. Branwen was her (adoptive) last name sure but… why? She was a subject here if anything, not a doctor. She blinked a few times, slowly stepping inside what looked to be an elevator of some kind. She looked up, eyes widening as one of her episodes started. She heard her sister's breathing… she was unconscious… she could smell the chloroform on her face… she could hear the faint stepping near her, sense the pressure on the back of her neck.

She turned around, her hand slamming against seemingly thin air, knocking something back into the nearby wall. It looked as though a part of the air had simply disconnected, falling to the ground. She dashed toward them, grabbing the somewhat female figure's shoulders, lifting them up and slamming them against the wall. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO RUBY!?" she asked, just as she heard the doors shut. She turned her head, raising an eyebrow as she saw the small cat lean up, it's paws pressing against one of the lower floor buttons.

She staggered back, pain erupting in her stomach as the figure kicked her back, sending her near the cat. She looked up, seeing them slowly stand, bright yellow eyes appearing for a split second before they disappeared. "I know you're here…" she held up her hands, looking around. She kept her eyes peeled for movement, for shifting in the air, kept her ears open for sounds… yet, she heard nothing. She saw no movement now that her senses had reverted to normal. "Come on! The ONE time I really need it it stops!?" once more, Yang cursed the fact she couldn't control her little episodes.

She staggered back, feeling something slamming her into the elevator's control panel, something gripping her neck. She struck out instinctively, hitting something back away from her. She jumped away, eyes flicking over to see her back had pressed most of the buttons. She looked around, trying to sense the invisible thing attacking her. "Why don't you show your face huh!? Too scared to fight me like a-" she was interrupted by a punch to the jaw, sending her reeling and launching a shell off toward the elevator. The cat yelped, dashing toward the other side. She looked around, smirking slightly as a plan formed in her head. "If I can't see you-"

BANG!

"Then you can't see me."

Yang stepped back, the lights blown out around them, unaware of the grave error she'd just made. She hadn't been able to see the cat ears on her assailants head, and thus hadn't realized that her opponent could see in the dark just fine. She, on the other hand, was now doubly blind. She couldn't physically see S-16's camouflage, but she also couldn't see period. She was fighting blind now, while for her assailant everything was remarkably unchanged. Yang looked over, seeing the elevator zooming down for the lower floors.

"What do you want!? Who are you!?" she held up her wrists reflexively, seeing sparks flying as something metal hit against them. Great. Not only was she unable to see her assailant, but now they had a weapon too!? How was that fair!? She staggered back toward the buttons, eyes widening as she realized something. "You were sneaking in the elevator with me… you couldn't get in without me, could you?" Yang had an idea forming in the back of her head. It was risky, stupid, and the odds of it working were maybe one in a thousand.

Still... better odds than usual.

She struck in the general area she thought the creature was, only for S-16 to simply crouch down, watching as Yang started swinging at the air, hitting the wall a few times. She turned around as the elevator reached its first destination. She saw the figure crouched on the ground, having not bothered to change their camo. Yang struck like lightning, slamming her fist on their back. They disappeared, Yang's eyes wide as she looked up, seeing the figure standing in the doorway. She dashed ahead, the figure effortlessly grabbing her fist and flipping her over, sending her sliding across the floor.

She looked up, seeing the figure slowly walking toward her, at last dropping their camouflage. Yang saw the black hair, the yellow eyes, and the pale skin that her sister did. However, unlike her sister, she also noticed the cat ears, her clothes, and her weapon. Her only clothing seemed to be a skin-tight suit that clung to her skin, currently a dull gray color. Yang could guess that the suit changed color with the background but… what about the girl's face and hair? How did that change? It couldn't have been her semblance, could it? Wasn't her semblance that other disappearing act she'd pulled?

Her weapon looked to be a sword with a ribbon attached to it, a small pistol built into the hilt. She leveled the blade at her, her eyes and face completely blank. Yang looked down at her gauntlets. She had four bullets, had to make them count. She stepped back a bit, watching the woman spin her blade around, aiming the now pistol at her. She held up her gauntlets, jumping back as the woman started firing at her. She blocked a few with her gauntlets before looking back, diving behind a small box nearby. She returned fire, launching a few shells toward her.

The woman flipped over them, jumping over her box before slamming her hands onto Yang's neck. Yang grabbed her hands, flipping her over and slamming S-16's head onto the ground, a yelp of pain flying from her. Yang jumped up, straddling the girl beneath her, pinning her arms above her head. She glared down at her, only for her eyes to widen as the girl pulled back, her legs sliding back through her own before slamming against her stomach, sending her flying back toward the elevator.

Yang bounced up, fists at the ready as the girl leaped up, landing on her feet as she drew her blade. She leaned back, calling the elevator back down… then she realized that when the girl had knocked her against the buttons, it'd more than likely pressed each one of them down. "Okay Yang, no big deal, just hold her off…" she thought, gazing directly at the girl. S-16 stared back at her. The two were locked in a standoff, both daring the other to make a move.

"DUCK!"

Yang dove to the ground almost on instinct, watching as bullets flew over her, the woman across from her dashing away from one of her clones, veering around the corner. She looked back, eyes wide as she saw the familiar figure walking toward her, submachine gun in hand. "Ren… who said you could crash the party?" she asked, a smirk on her face. If the situation weren't as serious as it was, Ren might have given her a little pity smile. Now though? He just glared at the corner, eyes waiting for S-16 to make her move. "Are you saying I'm not wanted here?" he could at the very least manage that much of a comeback.

Yang shook her head, "Oh no! No, you're very wanted, believe me, I'll take any help I can get… how did you-" she ducked down as he fired again, bullets slamming against the nearby wall. She wasn't sure if he saw movement or if he was just telling her now was probably not the best time for conversation. Maybe it was a bit of both? Yang stepped back, making her way towards him.

CRASH!

CRASH!

CRASH!

"Uh, what was that?" Yang asked. It sounded like something had just slammed its way through the walls, with no disregard for collateral damage. That was supposed to be her thing! Ren slowly looked up, eyes widening as the crashing continuing, seemingly getting closer. "We need to get out of here, now." he grabbed her wrist, pulling her toward the elevator. She raised an eyebrow, both at his reaction and the fact the elevator was somehow here. Hadn't it been going all the way around? How had he… then again if someone else had gotten in, she figured there must've been some other entrance. "What do you mean, what's making that noise?"

CRASH!

Both teens turned as Ren pressed the elevator button, Yang's eyes wide as she saw the thick, steel wall embedded into the other thick, steel wall. In the center of the hallway stood a figure, brilliant orange hair covering their scalp. They slowly stood, hammer held between their hands as they gazed up, brilliant blue eyes finding hers before the doors started shutting. She stepped back as she saw hands slam through the doors, the doors closing on them before they were slowly opened, sparking at the sides. "Heeeey there Ren, mind opening up for me?~" the voice was both somehow the most energetic, joyful, yet horribly creepy thing Yang had ever heard.

She barely thought as she reared a hand back, her eyes widening, hearing enhancing, heart pumping. She barely noticed her hand was glowing with the power of her semblance, bright enough to illuminate the dark elevator. She slammed her hand against the girl, sending her flying back into the wall as the doors closed, the elevator slowly moving up. Yang turned to where she guessed Ren was. "Explain. Now." Ren shook his head… well, not that Yang could see it but, he still did.

"When we get to the safehouse, I'll explain everything. It's not safe to talk here."