Ch: 4 Remembering

Pov: Yang

The wind whipped and trees gently swayed with the force of his movements. Each increment of movement was carefully adjusted for a bigger target like there was a bubble of protection coating my figure. I couldn't land a blow as he toyed with me it was more like a game than a sparring match. He showed nothing, but absolute restraint and skill. I kept up as best as I could to try and continue this little escapade with no luck as he soon noticed my exhaustion. A swift kick stopping inches from my face ended the bout. jumping back in defeat I only succeeded in tripping landing flat on my behind. A hand was stretched out to me I was going to accept the help along with my defeat until i noticed he had extended his right hand. "really dad," i laughed seeing the cruel joke at play. "What?" He said with a huge grin on his face as he scratched his head in an excuse to switch hands.

"You know exactly what I mean." sipping a bottle of water. "No idea." he looked at the sky as to find a scapegoat. I smirked at him sitting on the wood bench in the front yard. He sat next to me, "So how do you feel? Any better?" "Yea I think a little bit." i lied trying to make him feel better. He got up looking to the sky. "Little by little we'll get there it just a matter of time." he said patting my shoulder as we headed to the house.

I still hadn't got the metal arm I was supposed to. So the training was more one sided than it used to be, but it gave me something to do than laze around doing nothing. Our dad has been out teacher for a while he has taught us loads about being a huntsman. While still leaving our weapons, and fighting styles up to the school.

Even if we hadn't decided to be huntresses we would have been great survivalists. He always said you need to know your way around this world or you will be lost and found. When, and by who or what isn't your choice to make. He's told us stories about acquaintances who were found by the wrong people, and aren't here because of it.

Luck our dad is who he is or we might have been one of them from all the tough spots we've been in as kids. We used to do crazy things as kids. Death could have happened to us at anytime and should have. Each time death slips past us it takes something, and this time the price overdrafted my dwindling safety I don't think there will be any more close calls for me. The guillotine may finally hit its mark.

I broke out of my pessimism when I felt a tap on my shoulder. "yang, some one is here for you I think it's one of your friends she says she's from beacon." Who could it be there are only so many people who know where I live. "But nobody…?" I got up and went to see who would come all this way. The door let in a chilling breeze that made me know who it was. I rushed to three door gripping the frame to control my stop. "WIE-... ss," …. "Uuuuh, it's.. Beth, actually…" The girl said with a confused expression. "Uuuuh oh sorry I thought you were someone else," I diverted my gaze to avoid making this more awkward. "It's fine I guess you were expecting someone else." "No I shouldn't have-" "it's alright," … "I just came to introduce myself since we both go to the academy or did." "n-nice to meet you." "You to, and it's best to look up when you're down." I shot my gaze up in surprise. "What is that supposed to mean?" I asked as she was already walking away. "Hey wait." I yelled. She simply waved, and kept walking.

I shut the door and plopped down on the couch in irritation. "Who does she think she is, saying stupid crap like that like she knows me, and what i'm feeling right now." "Yang?" I shot around not noticing he was behind me. "Everything ok" "yea y-yea i'm fine I was just a mad at the girl who came to visit." "She wasn't one of your friends was she." "No, but she did say she went to beacon." "Was my little fireball shining too bright to see the little people." he said with a smile. "Nooo dad I wasn't being a snob or a 'cool girl' stereotype I just was busy with all that was happening to go around, and meet everyone in the school." lifting his hands like he was easing the tiger back into its cage slowly. "Ok ok no need to get snippy."

"You would be grouchy too if you lost your arm," "guess I would," he walked off as I continued lounging.

I woke from the couch the next morning. I got up feeling immediately annoyed. How long am i just going to sit on my ass. I need to … I need to rest. I'm still shaken if I can't rebuild my foundation then I will just crumble. I shook my head before going to sit on the step outside the door. It was already noon, damn how can I sleep so long. I felt distraught with how today was already starting. I stretched in the yard before I went for a walk around the island.

I wanted to have every detail engrained in my mind for the day might come when I will never be able to see it again, or my family.

I rolled my shoulders and took a deep breath before walking into the ocean. The stark cold water bit at my feet as I sunk my knees in the water. I was up to my neck as I closed my eyes and just floated for a while.

I used to do that every once and awhile it would help me calm my nerves as the ocean gently played with me. I would remember the things I was here for and who were here for me as I drifted there. I didn't like what it did to my hair so i never made it a frequency. When I open the front door to a empty house. I guess dad was out.

I walked about the house quietly going over every detail as to reflect on my childhood home.

From the front door there was a 4 foot rectangular shoe room to the left was the stairs to the second floor and to the left was a closet. I doubt the room actually got any use when me and ruby were kids. We would always run straight in from outside with mud caked feet across the freshly cleaned floor. It we would always get in trouble for not taking off our shoes. We did so almost as much as ruby got in trouble for sneaking a cookie from the jar. Also to the left was a window between the stairs and the door with a light yellow curtain. Directly in front of the door was an archway that lead to the living room. Me and rubes probably smacked into that thing a milion times when we weren't paying attention.

The living room had a couch 3 feet from the arch way. The couch was a sectional that followed the right wall about the same distance. There was a bathroom on the back wall to the right next to the tv. On the right wall behind the couch was ruby's room and dad's room. It was more of a workshop not her room, but she prefered to sleep there more that her actual room. On the left was the doorway to the kitchen.

The doorway was closer to the back corner of the living room and the back door could be seen from the couch if there wasn't a push door in between and a curtain on the window. In the kitchen there was a lot of white tile and a counter that hooked around the back left corner of the room from the doorway. A wood table stood on the middle of the room and a fridge. The stairs turn and lead you to the upstairs where there is a den with a small couch that extends above the stairs to half way across the house which was about 30 feet in total so 15. There is a tv on the wall on the outside of one of the rooms.

Directly in front of the stairs is a long hallway that extends to the back the house and to the right are 3 door each to a room. Mine was on the furthest back and ruby's was next to mine. She only really used it when she didn't go on a tinkering spree. As she kept tweaking her weapon to as close to perfection as she could dream. I after ruby started her obsession I would go and tweak ember celica and bond with her. Sometimes dad would come in and give out some pointers. I learned a lot from him but ruby learned more from qrow. nevertheless we both love and respect our father and his guidance.

I went upstairs and took a shower but was interrupted. I jumped out of the shower before actually starting it. The water was already cold, so nice of dad to wash the dishes before he left. I ran in my room with my towel and threw the curtains shut. I immediately heard a beating the front door. "Come on dad, sigh~" did he really forget is key.

I threw on some drawers and some warm weather sleep wear. Just some short shorts and a t-shirt since dad keeps it toasty in here with the furnace going non-stop. We weren't as modernized as we seemed. Dad used up having a furnace as an excuse to toughen us up as kids. So we grew up with more wear than usual especially from me and ruby's escapades.

I was going to head to bed really really early after i when down and got the door for him. I ran downstairs and peeked through the curtains to meet it. It was back the pure terror of the unknown that was about to sweep away my life one again. A hooded figure stood at my door i knew exactly who is was. "White fang" where is my dad did they capture him. My rage peaked and I ignited. I walked up the stairs and jumped from them in a spin to round house the door. They jumped out of the way with the door hitting their right. "amature," I lunged at them throwing a palm at them it was caught instantly.

I shoved my fingers between theirs twisting their hand as I sprung up my foot connecting with the assailant's head. They fell crashed on the floor as I pinned there arms and legs down checking my surroundings. After a brief look I took the hood off to find failure. "So this is what i've become" I looked down at the girl before me. It was that one from the other day. I can ask shy she was wearing this cloak after she wakes up. I picked her up and brought her inside and set her on my bed. I didn't want dad seeing I went and injured someone.

I got some cloth, and bout her hands just to be sure, but my doubts were all but gone at this point swallowed by my remorse.

I sat there for a while thinking about the whole situation. Am I still shaken from everything that's happen that much. I lost apart of me that can never be replaced, and I see that but am I just going to be some skittish animal who can only think about the past. I'm a human who can accept the past while living in the present.

I can move on with time, and effort, but this just stupid. Attacking people without cause im starting to remind myself of one of those hobos on the streets of vale that did nothing but steal. I know i'm down on my luck right now but is too much. I have to properly apologize to her. I hope she was alright but I wonder why she didn't say anything.

At that my thoughts quieted and I sat eagerly waiting for her to awaken.

Hours went by as I checked her pulse to make sure I didn't kill her with the head trauma I caused. I quietly gazed out of the window as she brought in the life giving breath that woke her. She looked around in shock, I grabbed her. "It's fine I just wanted to ask you a few questions." "What could you possibly want to know I have the only question that matter right matters." she gave a frightened look as she tried to leap of my bed and run.

I quickly grabbed her before she fell and placed her back on my bed while I now sat on her stomach and hands while I held her hands down. "Get of me I didn't do anything." she yelled through gritted teeth. Clearly her head was throbbing to no end. As her eyes were squinted in pain. I leaned close to her so I wouldn't yell "calm down. When we fought your head took a bad blow from my semblance, you need to rest." "NO, get off me I want to go home now you psycho." "STOP." I yelled I could see the pain in her eyes as they became wet.

I stroked her head with remorse. "I'm sorry just listen. You need to calm down before you make your injury worse. I just want to ask you what you wanted and why you were wearing that black cloak." "REAly, oww" she slammed her eyes closed and began to grit her teeth. I grabbed her head lightly and stared at her eyelids.

"Seeee, you need to calm down, I want a simple answer that's all. The white fang may be after me and you walking up to my house like that was just too suspicious. I had no idea who you were or what you were here for. I need a believable answer then right after I check if the injury is nothing serious i'll let you go home and you never have to see or hear from me again." she tensed more for a length, but after a bit of silence she loosened up. "Come on I don't want to do this anymore." "I you tell me and I can let you go and this will all be over. I'm not myself right now and I just want to forget any of this ever happened and move on. I'm just..."

"I'm really, scared right now, for my life..."

A/N: I'm bk, sorry for the wait for those of you that care anymore. I'll be back for quite a while. I won't promise on the upload schedule but I do have 2 stories and if i make a schedule it makes it feel forced not for fun. Pls give me any comments or suggestion about what you thought about this chapter and i'll see you in the next one