It's been 4 days.

Yang's only trained at home and tried her best to stay in shape. That's all she could do. Yang and Raven already had problems resurfacing, and it only would've most likely made it worse if they talked about it right now. Their emotions are still running high. Yang lay on her bed, alone, in her room, staring at the ceiling. Her first win had been achieved. But Yang doesn't feel like it's a win. Raven's words began to sink into her head: That using her semblance doesn't count as a win. Yang slipped into a depressed state. She put all that work in and all it amounted to was shame and dis-taste.

*Knock knock*

"Yes?" Yang turned her head slightly to face her door. The door cracked open to see Ruby peeking her head through.

"Hey, Yang. Is this a bad time?" Ruby sheepishly asked her half-sister.

"No, what's up?" Yang faced her half-sister completely.

"Um..." Ruby turned around and closed the door after entering the room. "You've been a little...sad lately. Everything okay?" Ruby questioned Yang as she slowly entered Yang's room.

"No, not really. ...Sorry that I give off that sad vibe, sis." Yang replied to Ruby, placing her hands behind her head.

"You sure? It's almost like someone...I don't know, emotionally hurt you or something. I don't know, but you've been quiet for a while." Ruby pointed out, trying to see if she can get any information out of Yang.

"I swear to you, it's nothing." Yang reassured her sister. But Ruby was still unsure.

"Um, can I...?" Ruby slowly asked if she could cuddle up next to Yang on her bed.

"Sure." Yang patted her bed twice on the spot Ruby could lay on. Ruby walked over to Yang's bed and she plopped on top of it.

"Yang, I want you to know that you can rely on me." Ruby said as she put her hands over her chest and stared up at the ceiling.

"Huh?" Yang looked at her sister while wrapping her arm around her.

"I want you to know that you can trust me with anything. You know that, right?" Ruby said softly, moving her eyes to see Yang.

"I know that, Ruby. What makes you think I don't trust you?" Yang said back, a little worried for Ruby now.

"I just don't want you to get hurt. Okay? I don't want you to get hurt. I want to protect you. I-"

"Rubes. I know you do. Don't worry. I won't get into anything bad. You don't have to worry about me." Yang replied to her sister, who she saw is actually beginning to slightly tear up.

"Something's up with you. I know there is. This sudden workout routine? Leaving the house often? What are you doing?!" Ruby grabbed Yang and shouted in her face.

"Calm down! I swear to you, Ruby! Nothing is wrong! Nothing is going on with me! Nothing bad is happening! Please calm down!" Yang pleaded as she proceeded to wipe Ruby's tears away. Ruby proceeded to lean on Yang, burying her face on her body and having muffled sniffle sounds. Yang felt genuinely sad, since she did lie through her teeth. She hugged her sister, quietly whispering into her ear that everything is going to be okay. And in the distance, Raven was there, watching from a tree branch in the distance. She could see the two embrace, and felt guilty, remembering when she left Yang and Tai:

14 Years Ago...

"What do you mean, you're leaving?!" Taiyang shouted at Raven, seeing a dark portal open.

"My duty isn't here." Raven huffed out, her body only turned to the side, not even facing Taiyang completely.

"Your duty isn't with your child?! With your family?!" Taiyang screamed out, and as he did, Yang was heard crying from upstairs.

"My family is my clan. I can't abandon them." Raven coldly replied, as she gripped her sword, putting it back in it's sheathe.

"But you'll abandon your husband?! Your 2 year old child?! You're going to throw all of the years we had as Team STRQ away to fufuil your own goals?! What were we to you?! Tools?! Objects?! WHAT, RAVEN?!" Taiyang shouted, getting closer and closer to to his wife, his anger seething through his body.

"I'm sorry to do this to you, Tai. But I just can't do this." Raven shook her head, turning around to walk towards the portal. Then, in all of Taiyang's anger, it all came to a head with the final phrase he said to her;

"You're a coward." Taiyang hissed, his teeth grinding, and looking at Raven with pure hatred in that moment. Raven only turned around, her crimson red eyes glaring Taiyang down from what seemed like a canyon's distance apart. She put on her mask and walked through, and disappeared.

And in that moment, Taiyang was alone.

Present...

"I am a coward..." Raven thought to herself. She then got off her branch and flew away.

Another 3 days went by. A full week has passed since Raven and Yang had spoken to each other. In the meantime, Yang and Ruby had been going to classes during the day, Taiyang was still drinking himself to sleep, and overall things around the house became unfortunately quiet.

That is until Yang got a text.

Yang was shadowboxing in her room, keeping her right hand close to her face while she slightly extended her left arm. She threw out a left jab, followed up by another left, and another, then finally a low right hand. Yang envisioned her opponent, seeing bit of a figure, or at least she tried to envision one. Yang felt her low blow's impact. At least she felt the power behind it. She back stepped and exhaled, dropping her fists. She walked over to a hand towel on her bed, and she wiped off her head, since she had worked up a little sweat doing that workout.

Yang reached over to her Scroll and saw that she received a message from an unknown number. Yang was skeptical at first, when she saw the name of the messager but quickly that left her and it was replaced with confusion.

"Yang, meet me at the same bar I first met you in. You know the one. And the drinks are on me. My treat."

Yang groaned, not really wanting to deal with Raven's crap at the moment.

At around 8 o'clock that night, Yang got on her motorcycle and drove down to the bar Raven mentioned. As she left, Tai watched from his window as Yang left the house. He looked at her suspiciously, not approving of her choices now. He was getting more and more concerned and suspicious of Yang as time went on. But that didn't matter to Yang right now. She was her own woman, and she wasn't going to listen to what Tai said. At least not as much as she used to.

Yang drove around until she parked in front of the bar and walked inside. When she walked in, she saw various people sitting around, being served beer and various food, such as burgers. Raven's choice of word, being a "bar" was inaccurate. It was a pub. Yang found Raven, sitting alone at the counter, her finger playing with the edges of her glass. Yang slowly approached her, and sat next to her mother.

"Strawberry Sunrise. No Ice." Raven called for Yang's order before Yang could even say a word.

"And don't forget the umbrella." Yang added onto Raven's order.

"...What the princess said." Raven added to her order. Yang huffed, not making any comment. The bartender slid down Yang's Strawberry Sunrise, which she caught just in time. She took a sip from the straw and it felt soothing to her throat. Yang stayed silent, waiting for her mother to initiate the conversation. Which she did.

"...You ever heard of Pyrrha Nikos?" Raven's expression did not change, she simply continued to stare at the mahogany table.

"No?" Yang looked at Raven with confusion, not knowing who this "Pyrrha Nikos" is.

"She's the runner up for the Middleweight Women's Championship belt. Thought you might want to see a matchup of hers."

"And that will help me...how?" Yang ignorantly stated, before getting a massive sigh by Raven.

"Watching other professional fighters will give you tips on how to fight better. Thought you might want to know how, since your last match wasn't really a win." Raven huffed, taking a sip of her drink.

"I won that fight, Raven!" Yang protested.

"Like hell you did. You don't win by throwing temper tantrums and turning Super Saiyan. You win them by keeping your composure, giving your all, and hard training. You've got an instant win button. And if you use it, I ain't exactly going to be happy with you." Raven scolded Yang, giving her a valuable life lesson it seemed like she hadn't learned yet.

"Are you-"

"Shut up. They're about to turn on the fight." Raven pointed to the TV screen near the ceiling. Yang huffed again, placing her hand on her cheek. Yang rested her arm on the table and she stared at the TV screen, looking at the scenery. It was a packed stadium, much more packed than the ring she fought in, along with the lights being more bright, and there being many more of them. The ring was more clean; less run down and dirty. Along with it not being nearly as rowdy and crazy as Yang's ring.

The camera changed, now zooming in on a woman in a light red robe. The lights dimmed as music began to play. The lights shined on the woman in red, her face hidden as she began to hop on her feet. She inched her way to the ring, The woman threw out a few jabs, straight in the air and very cleanly. They weren't rough around the edges. How did Yang know? Raven was nodding her head in approval. Considering Raven knows as much as she does, she can tell that this girl knows her stuff. The girls was being trailed by three others, both looks much older than her, maybe in their thirties.

The girl made it to the ring, one of her companions opened up the ropes for her to step through. She did, and she removed her hood. The girl had bright red colored hair in a waist-length ponytail, curled slightly into a loose ringlet. Underneath her hair, she had a bronze circlet on, adorned with small, green teardrops on them. Her boots were bronze colored, and fit nicely colorize with the rest of her outfit, which was all red, from her sports bra to her gloves and trunks.

The crowd roared in approval, the crowd cheering for this girl to win. Soon enough, the camera focused on her opponent, another woman, maybe in her early twenties, walked down her aisle, wearing a blue robe, and wearing blue gloves. The exact opposite from the red-head.

As the woman approached the ring, her companions opened the ropes, and she entered. She removed her hood, revealing a woman with dark colored skin and dreadlocks on her hair. She jumped on her feet, breathing to herself.

The announcer came to the center of the ring, holding a microphone to his mouth.

"Llllllaaadies and Gentlemen, welcome to the main event of the night! In the red corner, weighing in at 165 pounds, the current champion of the Women's Middleweight division, defending her title for 3 years now... Tisha... "The Beast" Long!"

Tisha raised her gloves into the air, letting the crowd speak for themselves, as many were hoping that she'd win this matchup tonight.

"And in the blue corner, weighing in at 163 pounds... the runner up for the Women's Middleweight division title best...being undefeated with a record of 23 wins and no losses, it's Pyrrha "The Javelin" NIKOS!"

The red haired woman removed her hood and raised her fist to the sky. The crowd roared in cheers, even out-cheering Tisha's fans, and there being a bigger uproar in the arena. Yang watched the TV screen, mesmerized by Pyrrha's fans and approval. She thought to herself, 'I want to be like that...!'

Tisha, however, wasn't exactly fond of the crowd taking over her spotlight and huffed, annoyed with the audience. She wasn't exactly a good sport about things.

The female referee called the two women to the center. Pyrrha removed her robe and walked alone to stare down Tisha. Tisha did the same, but with a lot more built up anger. Tisha stared into Pyrrha's emerald eyes as the referee named off the rules they both had heard countless times. Pyrrha looked more confident and arguably to Tisha, more stubborn. When the referee had the two touch gloves, Pyrrha let hers out, giving a respectable tap. But Tisha wasn't having any of it and violently slammed her gloves onto Pyrrha's, leaving Pyrrha in surprise, and the audience in an uproar against her. Tisha huffed, not caring what she or the others thought of her at the moment, and simply walked back to her corner to receive her mouthpiece.

"Man, what a dick..." Yang commented, drinking some of her beverage and watching.

"Shh." Raven annoyingly said.

Back in the arena, Pyrrha returned to her corner and received her red mouthpiece. She clenched it into her teeth and gritted them. She jumped on her toes to build up a minor sweat.

Tisha received her mouthpiece and pounded her gloves together violently. She turned around and shadowboxed, but she was getting booed by the crowd. The crowd REALLY did not like Tisha's jerkiness during the glove tap. But, that didn't matter now.

*DING!*

Tisha came out swinging the second the bell rang, almost skipping out of her corner. She ended up getting Pyrrha trapped in her own corner for the first few seconds. Tisha threw out four jabs, all aimed for Pyrrha's head, but Pyrrha had enough good reflexes to dodge the jabs. Pyrrha snapped out a lightning fast jab back at Tisha's head, snapping her head back slightly. Pyrrha inched her way out of the corner, throwing out lighting fast jabs to keep her opponent at bay. Tisha didn't just let herself get hit, though, she also attempted to swing her own hits, however, Pyrrha kept weaving in and out, slipping in jabs from all directions.

Once Pyrrha got herself out of the corner, she began slipping to the side and getting in some hooks into Tisha's side and abs. Meanwhile Tisha herself could barely get a single hit in! She started to growl in annoyance, as Pyrrha didn't even have a scratch on her yet. Tisha hissed, screaming as she began to lose her cool; throwing out wild but sloppy right hooks for Pyrrha's cheeks. This didn't phase the red-head as she simply ducked underneath them and punished her with throwing various punches to her abdomen. Pyrrha's plan was to wear down Tisha and then finish her off with some powerful uppercuts while staying decently out of range.

The two found themselves in the center, and Pyrrha was destroying Tisha's body, slamming her around with various punches from all directions. Tisha had enough of this and stepped in a little to close for comfort for Pyrrha and launched a powerful uppercut into Pyrrha's abdomen. Pyrrha winced and puffed out some air, folding over due to the punch. But Pyrrha wasn't going to stand there. The red-head, with her hunched over state, began to throw hooks into Tisha's sides. Tisha weezed, puffing out air with each hit. The crowd was roaring out, they were both getting in massive blows within the first round. Heck, if it goes well, one of them might even get a KO in the first round and end it right there!

Pyrrha got off of Tisha, and continued to land fast jabs on Tisha's head. At this point, Tisha's eye began to swell up as did her cheeks. Her puffed up head made her get even MORE annoyed, as she finally began to throw out more sloppy hits.

While Yang was watching the fight unfold, Yang simply looked at Tisha and thought to herself, 'How is this girl the champion?'

Pyrrha began to throw out a volley, slamming blows into Tisha from multiple sides. Now Tisha began to feel a lot more sluggish, her body couldn't keep up with Pyrrha's speed and aggression. Tisha ended up moving forward to clinch Pyrrha, with the crowd in another uproar. Tisha only clinched to get some free body shots in Pyrrha, since she couldn't do anything by herself. She dug into Pyrrha's abdomen, which seemed to be made of steel. She kept hitting until the referee went in to break the two up. Pyrrha didn't seem phased at all, and she continued to show dominance by jabbing Tisha's face with ease. Throwing jab after jab at Tisha, until Tisha began to stumble backwards. "The Beast" found herself on the ropes, and just barely raising her guard, she was trying to stay up until the end of the round. She had 15 seconds.

There was no way she was going to stay up. Pyrrha had made her advance, and began to let loose her more powerful attacks. She began throwing left and right hooks and uppercuts, jerking Tisha's head all around the area. Sweat beads flew off both women as they kept fighting. Pyrrha then stepped backwards. She gripped her glove tightly. Her eyes widened, focusing on Tisha's head. She readied herself, and stepped forward with her left foot. She bent her body, and threw forward a haymaker right for Tisha's forehead! Pyrrha looked completely emotionless as the blow came closer and closer towards Tisha. She flung her glove right for "The Beast's" head, and it collided in an explosive blow that shook the entire arena! When Pyrrha removed her glove, She found Tisha's eyes had rolled up into her skull, and that her nose began to drip blood. With Tisha's guard completely down, and her consciousness fading, She fell to her knees and hit the mat with a loud thud, her head colliding with the floor first.

The crowd screamed at the top of their lungs. Pyrrha had knocked Tisha, the Champion, out in one round, with almost little effort! Yang herself was in shock, in how Pyrrha was able to have such an easy time taking down this girl! Was it the training? Her style? It had to be SOMETHING. Pyrrha backed up, as told by the referee and the referee began the count.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

"FOUR!"

"FIVE!"

Still no response from Tisha.

"SIX!"

"SEVEN!"

"EIGHT!"

"NINE!"

"TEN! YOU'RE OUT!" The referee shouted into the air, making a hand motion and declaring Pyrrha the winner by pointing his hand towards her. Pyrrha smiled and was approached by her team, congratulating her and happily cheering her on.

Later, after Tisha woke up from her knockout and got attended to slightly, Pyrrha and Tisha came to the center to announce the result.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the winner, by knockout in the first round at 1:53, Pyrrha..."The Javelin" Nikos!" The referee raised Pyrrha's gloved hand into the air, as the crowd cheered in approval of this new champion. The Middleweight belt was wrapped around her waist, and Pyrrha raised both hands into the air. She began crying tears of joy. But she wasn't done. The announcer held a microphone to Pyrrha's mouth.

"Miss Nikos, what is your next move? Will you stay as champion, defending your title, or will you move on to other things?" The announcer asked. Pyrrha sighed, wiping her eyes, and responding with,

"I plan to move to the Heavyweight title...then to the world Heavyweight title! I know I can make it there!" Pyrrha exclaimed into the microphone.

And with that, the TV screen changed to the commentators on the match. Yang was looking at the TV, still mesmerized by what had just happened. She didn't even get through half her drink, because she was so enveloped in the match!

"So? What did you think?" Raven finally spoke up.

"It was awesome! Pyrrha handled that girl so effortlessly! How did she do it?!" Yang ecstatically said, enthralled by Pyrrha's skill in the ring.

"Good, try and start watching clips of other fighters and see if you can pick up anything on their movements, punches, etc." Raven left a couple pieces of lien on the counter, and got up. "Just don't get too into the fights, you need to watch them to understand new things." Raven said as she walked out of the bar and left Yang alone to finish her drink.

The next day, Yang had to go to school. She had to deal with people again. Yang groaned when she reached her school. She and Ruby both walked into their classes feeling sluggish and annoyed that they even had to be there. Yang in particular didn't want to, since she wanted to continue training. But, she had to, and she did.

And about halfway through the day, she wasn't focusing. She was already losing interest to continue on without sleeping. But she pressed on, and in-between classes she was walking around, not noticing what was in front of her when she ran into someone. She and the other girl fell to the floor, and dropped their books and backpacks.

"Ow..." Yang groaned, clutching her back.

"Watch where you're going!" The other girl annoyingly screeched.

"Jeez, I'm sorry!" Yang looked at the girl and stopped herself for a second. The girl who she bumped into looked familiar. "I'm sorry..who are you again?"

"Hmph. My name is Weiss Schnee."