I slowly stood and backed away from the man, my eyes wide as I clenched my fists.

He was probably in his early forties, with red/brown hair and amber eyes, and he wore a brown cloak over a brown vest, a tan long-sleeved shirt, brown pants, and brown boots. He stared at me, stunned.

"Who are you?" I glared, clenching my fists. The bouquet of lilies in his hand fell to the snow.

"Hima... It's me." The man stepped forward. "I'm your father."

I stared at the man, stunned, then shook out of it and glared. Even if he was telling the truth, I remembered the night Cinder and I ran away. I remembered my blood-father. I wasn't about to go back to him.

"I don't know what you're talking about. My name is Jenna Elurra." I stated. "Leave me alone." The man raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.

"If that's true, why are you visiting my wife's grave?"

"The name says Elurra."

"Her self-given name. She didn't want the name Frost because of some things she had done in the past, and she didn't want the name Fall. So, she gave it to herself." The man approached, and I reached for my weapons. "Hima, please. I've changed, really. I'm different, now."

"... So am I." I growled, admitting to his suspicions. He would wish that I hadn't... I raised my hands and created two giant fists of snow at my sides (appearing to erupt from the ground), narrowing my eyes in focus.

"Hima, stop!" The man tried. "I'm not going to hurt you!" I controlled the right fist and batted the man aside, raising both to squash him like a bug. Then, I sighed, and the snow fell apart.

"You are not my father." I announced. "The man who raised me, protected me, trained me, and loved me is. The woman who helped him is my mother... You're just a sad, sorry excuse for a man. You failed as a father, and your guilt is the only reason why you're trying with me... You're pathetic."

I turned and started walking away, only for a hand to be placed on my shoulder.

"Hima, what happened after your mother passed... I'm sorry." The man spoke. "But when you and Cinder ran away, that was it... I never stopped looking for you." I clenched my fists. "There are some people I want you to meet. Please, I just want to try and make this up to you."

"... How do you know that you can?"

"I don't." The hand left my shoulder, and I slowly turned around to see the man giving me a real, sorrowful, pleading expression that made my heart melt a little. "Please, Hima."

"... If you try anything funny, I won't hesitate to kill you." I stated coldly. The man, my blood-father, nodded. "Okay, then. Lead the way."

"Well, there are two ways home. The scary way and the not-scary way." Father began. "I love the scary way, but whatever." I blinked a few times in surprise at the shockingly-familiar statement, then...

"What the Hell? The scary way."

"Don't you swear, young lady!"

"God, you and Dad are the same." I muttered, rolling my eyes. "Let's go, already. It's getting dark, soon."

/\

After a walk through a dark forest, the so-called "scary way", we arrived at a cottage in the woods. I looked around, leading Niko by the reigns, raising an eyebrow and frowning.

"A friend of mine once said that her home was a lot like this."

"Yeah, well, I decided that city life wasn't for me. After a few years of looking for you and Cinder, I had to move on. You were dead, as far as I knew... How is Cinder?"

"... Trust me. You don't want to know." I looked down. Father looked at me.

"Is she-?"

"Dead, no... But maybe, it would be better if she was."

We arrived at the front door, and instead of pulling out keys or something, Father knocked on the door, smiling as he cast an over-the-shoulder glance at me.

"Just a warning, they're very excitable."

"Who-?"

"And overbearing, and they love people, and they're kinda loud... Just brace yourself."

What could I expect? A pack of hunting-dogs?

The door opened to reveal a middle-ages woman with orange hair in dual braids and bright-blue eyes wearing a simple green dress, her eyebrow raised as she looked at Father.

"Hans? You're home early..." Her eyes fell on me. "Wait, what? Who's this?"

"Anna, honey... Meet Hima." Father gestured to me. The woman stared at me, stunned.

"You mean..?"

"They're alive."

"AH!" I yelped in surprise as something suddenly flew at me and knocked me over, and I looked up to see a young, blonde boy with green eyes looking down at me with a wide grin. "Wait, who are-?!"

"Hi, I'm Kristof! Who are you?! What's your name?! You're a Faunus?! Your ears are cute! What are they, wolf-ears?! Wanna meet my pet reindeer?! His name's Sven! He can talk and sing and-!"

"Kristof!" Anna lifted the boy off me and looked down at me apologetically as I got to my feet and brushed myself off. "We don't get many visitors out here. Sorry..." I stared at the boy, then raised a finger and pointed from Father to Anna, my eyes wide as I made the connection.

"Is he-?"

"Yep." Father walked over and ruffled the boy's hair, making him giggle. "Hima, meet Kristof. Kristof... This is Hima. She's my daughter." Kristof, who couldn't have been more than seven, raised an eyebrow.

"Your daughter?" He asked, confused. Then, his eyes grew big as he turned and looked at me, stunned. "Does that make her my big sister?" We all blinked a few times, unsure of how to answer him. Father looked at me.

"Hima, I've changed. Really. I'm not asking you to stay with us, I'm not asking you to forgive me... I just want to know if you're willing to let me be a small part of your life, again. Please."

"... Father, it's too dangerous." I looked down. "You know what I am. You know why I have to keep running... It's for the best, for everyone." Father shook his head, frowning.

"It's not what's best for you."

"What I want doesn't matter. I have a duty to the world... Cinder has already taken one of us for power. She started the Battle of Beacon." I frowned as Father's eyes widened in horror, I lowered my voice as Anna let Kristof go and play in the snow. "She tried to kill me, and the man who raised me. It's not safe for my kind, anymore... I'm sorry, Father. I can't place you or your new family in danger."

"... This isn't the first time you've said this to someone." Father gazed at me with an unreadable expression. "How long have you been running, Hima?"

"Two months." I admitted. "Before then, I was at Beacon. Training, you know... I had to say goodbye to some really good friends, and-" I raised an eyebrow as my scroll buzzed, pulling it out. I rolled my eyes as I saw a text-message. "Some of them are more persistent than others... I should be going. I've got to find a place to stay before nightfall."

"Stay here." Anna offered. "Just for the night." I looked over at Kristof, shaking my head.

"No... We can't let him get attached, can we? If I stay, he'll keep asking and I'll eventually have to answer... I'll be fine. I always have been, after all."

"Your... Your parents must have trained you, well." Father sighed. I nodded, giving a small smile.

"Yeah, they did..." I looked over at Kristof again as he and a baby reindeer romped through the snow. "So innocent, at that age..." I looked at Father and Anna. "... I guess this is it, then."

"I guess." Father held a hand out, then clenched it into a fist and lowered it. "You know where to find me, if you ever need me. For anything... Be safe, Hima."

"... It's Jenna." I climbed onto Niko, giving a small nod as I looked down at Father and Anna. "Jenna Elurra." I looked over at Kristof, then raised a hand. The wind swirled, picking up snow and rocks and sticks, forming a perfect snowman. Kristof stared, then looked over at me with wide eyes.

I smiled, then spurred my horse and rode off into the night.

Was there a point to any of that? In my heart, I believed that there was. There was nothing left that I needed resolved, no questions about my past unanswered. I knew everything there was to know, that I needed to know, about myself and where I came from. I had answers, I had closure.

I had resolved things with my friends and adoptive-family, that night in the hospital. They knew the truth, and I had left them feeling confidant that their efforts and my own would change things and end this war. I had nothing left holding me back, nothing left that needed to be resolved.

Except...

'Hey! I'm visiting Neptune in his home-town in Mistral. If you're around, wanna maybe meet up and catch up? I'm buying! - Sun.'

The message was followed by a town's name and an address. I recognized the town's name, calculating that it was a two or three hours' ride from my location. I had casual clothes, I could disguise myself...

Goddamnit, Monkey-Boy!

/\/\/\/\

I walked into the town, having stashed Niko and my belongings in a cave outside of the town. I was surprise by how many fashion stores and fine-dining restaurants they were in such a small community, but why? I shoul have realized, seeing as how it was Neptune's home-town...

I wore a dark-blue sleeveless-dress with a slight v-neck, a silver/grey belt to complement my wolf-ears, and dark-blue flats, my short dark-brown hair pulled into a low ponytail with wavy locks hanging down to frame my face, my white cloak over the ensemble due to... Well... I felt insecure without a cloak, okay?

I kept mentally cursing myself for doing this, for walking into what could be a trap or a serious confrontation. For putting a closs friend in danger, despite this being his idea. Stupid Monkey-Boy...

I arrived at the small diner, raising an eyebrow. I noticed Sun sitting in a booth by a window, letting out a small Yelp and ducking as he looked out, praying that he hadn't seen me. That's it! No way in Hell was I doing this! What was I thinking?! Stupid, stupid, STUPID!

"Jenna?" I looked over as Sun popped his head out of the diner's door, his grey eyes widening. I stood up straight and gave a nervous laugh, rubbing my right arm with my left hand nervously as I flattened my wolf-ears, giving an awkward wave as I realized that there was no way out of this.

"Um... Hey, Sun?"

"You... Showed up." He stared, stepping out of the diner. I took a slight step back. "Hey, hey. It's okay."

"Sun, this isn't a good idea. I shouldn't have come, and-" My eyes widened as Sun pulled me into a hug, then I slowly hugged back, closing my eyes. "Okay, I admit it... I missed you, Monkey-Boy."

"Missed you too, Wolfy." Sun pulled away, smiling. "Come on. These guys have the best food in Mistral."

"I trust you... Just no chocolate."

"Right."

Well, what now? Jenna's resolved things with her father, but there's still one thing tethering her to her old life. Will Sun manage to convince her to return and be the girl we all know and love, or will she run away to try and end things by herself? I only own my OCs. Please read, review, check out my other stories, etc. Thanks!