"Ruby wouldn't want this. Yang, be careful."
Weiss's words echoed in the back of her mind, an anthem in itself reminding her exactly why she was doing this. White tape wrapped itself around her wrist, the lingering soreness from that day never once fading, only prevailing so long she had learnt to ignore it; it was better that way, for riding Bumblebee had become a necessity, and it had proven to be a hindrance the first few time after the incident. The blonde huntress stalked the White Fang compound, hoping she'd find the faunus traitor, for this wasn't a battle for Ruby anymore. This was her own.
It was for the revenge of her betrayal. Betraying her, Blake's own partner.
"I see you, Blake Belladonna."











