Prologue

Blake's PoV

"Over here! Don't let them escape!" the crushing of underbrush signaled how close their pursuers were. Their shadows cast in front of them from the searching lights behind them.

They were almost there, almost in the clear, almost free of this terrorist organization. Ever since the White Fang partnered up with a faceless crime crew, their acts to gain equality have become dirtier and dirtier. Somewhere along the way, the dream of equality had been set aside. In its place was greed and hatred. Hatred for anything not White Fang. And that's not why these two joined. That's why these two are currently risking it all to escape. Together.

The lights were getting brighter! They were catching up to them! Any second now they'll be upon us! Any second now! Faster! Faster! Fas- the world became dirt and decomposing leaves. Her foot had gotten caught in a surfaced root of a young oak tree. It's over for her. Someone was picking her up. Gentle hands crudely dusted her off. They grabbed her and pushed her onward. "Go! I'll be right there!" they said. They promised. And numbly, I believed her. My legs carried me away while my brain stood frozen.

3rd Person PoV

Whirling weapon from her back, she stood ready. Ready to protect her friend and ready to buy her some time to escape.

"Stand down! We have you outnumbered!" following the command, weapons raised and readied themselves.

Daring to glance behind her, the disappearing figure of her partner brought a smile to her own lips. Any moment now, she'll be free, I just need to buy her that time. "Hey, wanna see a magic trick?"

"Shut up! Get on the ground!" that annoying, commanding voice must be the leader.

"Aw, don't be like that, after all, like you said, I'm outnumbered. Would it make you feel better if I put my weapon away?"

"...yes. Put it away, but no funny buisness."

Twirling between her hands, the high caliber sniper-scythe folded shut and into a neat little rectangle. "Better?"

"Yes. Now hands behind your head." sweat was running down his face behind the mask. What's she up to.

She lowered herself onto the damp dirt and placed her hands behind her head. "About that magic trick."

"You," He signaled to a deer faunus with his head, "Cuff her, but be careful."

With a gulp, the fawn-us (haha jokes) made his way behind the kneeling girl. Pulling the handcuffs from his belt, he unlinked them. Hesitantly, he put one ring on her. The clinking of metal sliding tighter and tighter filled the suffocating night air.

"Magic!" she jumped to her feet. With a flick of her cuffed hand, the restraining tool came undone. It twirled around and latched onto the stunned faunus behind her. Spinning on her heel, she faced him. She tucked the other loop into his belt and latched it tight. Flipping over his back, she shouted, "Don't shoot your teammate!" she tucked into a roll. Coming out of it, she kicked her feet into the man's rear sending him towards his recovering companions. She didn't stick around to see what would happen, in a whirlwind of rose petals, she disappeared.

Blake's PoV

I waited anxiously. She said she would he right behind me. Maybe I should go back. Before I could do anything I would regret, she burst through the treeline, rose petals trailing behind her. Relief flooded through my veins. I don't know what I would do without her.

"Come on, I got bought us a bit of time, our ride is just over this hill. Just keep your head down if they start shooting."

I nodded and we took off up the hill. It wasn't long after that the powerful lights began searching the hillside for us, and it wasn't long after that when the bullets embedded themselves in the dirt next to us. Almost there. Almost to the top. I sensed rather than knew a bullet was coming right for me. We were almost to the peak. It was a kill shot. Just a few more steps. Any second now. We were on top of the hill. A force tackled me to the ground. A body and I rolled downward for a bit before ultimately turning to the side and stopping. Ruby was the first to stand up, one hand clutching her side, the other offered to me. She took it for me. I didn't have any time to think anymore on the matter as she pulled me to my feet and we began awkwardly shambling down the hill at a dangerous pace. Halfway down, an engine roared to life at the foot of the hill, it's lights shining down the road. Salvation. Ruby was slowly falling behind. We are just a leap away. I reached back and grabbed her hand. "I'm sorry." I yanked her forward and we tumbled down the rest of the way.

The door to the van slammed open. Two silhouettes grabbed us and helped us in. The stress finally got to me. Ruby with mud and leaves in her hair and clothes, holding her bleeding side, was the last thing I saw before I blacked out.

/Testing the water's with this, so let me know what you think, ok? tand thanks for readin'!