I may have made a teensy mistake.

Ok scratch that it was a big mistake.

Isaiah: "Ever hear the term, 'Hold Back?'"

The fight had gone down pretty much as I expected, but I didn't expect them to have the will to stand up. So imagine my surprise when they came at me again, while my back was turned. I don't know if it was emotions, some type of flight-or-fight response, but I hit them. Hard.

5 students were in the infirmary, a couple were injured. Most, were just confused, and I was terrified. I had ran as fast as possible, through the school. And eventually I found a spot here, in the same place Ruby and I had worked on her weapons.

Isaiah had found me before anyone else. And I expected to hear a lot of shouting, a lot of anger. Gods know I deserve it. I came down here to protect everyone here, to be the hero. And now I'm letting my emotions outclass my own skill.

But instead, a soft sigh came from his mouth as he sat beside me.

Isaiah: "Look, I know how it feels. You think you're supposed to be perfect. The shining star, the burning hope. People forget that you're a human, or well a Saiyan, with actually emotions. They just think you're the star that will never burn out. But you need to know, that you don't have to act. Not with these guys. They're here to help you, they want to follow you. Not because you're perfect, but because you show so much emotion and overflowing heart. Just a little something to think about."

I was too stunned to speak. My throat felt like it was closing in, and in my attempted speaking, I let out a form of depressed sobs. Isaiah walked out of the workshop with the pain I once had in hand.

I forced the tears to stay in, I forced everything to go away. If I broke down now, there's no way I could ever keep on doing this. I wiped what was left, and put on my smile. And slowly I walked out of the workshop.

Voices carried along the halls, most calling my name. I felt bad for making them worry. I was supposed to be the one protecting them. But as Isaiah said, even I can break every so often. But still, that didn't dull the pain in my chest, like I had failed. I hate failure, I fear it.

Blake: "(Y/N)!"

I heard a gasp from my right, and then there were arms around me. Black hair draped over me, with apologizing sobs. I looked over, stunned, at Blake crying on my arm.

(Y/N): "Hey, don't cry."

Blake: "I'm so sorry, we didn't mean to scare you like that, or make you run off-"

(Y/N): "Hey, it wasn't anyone's fault. I just needed to collect my thoughts."

Blake pulled away, wiping her tears. In all my life, or the last one, I've never seen her break down like that. It basically stabbed my heart.

Blake: "We didn't know if you'd come back, and you've already made such a big impact on our lives."

Blake gave a soft chuckle, as she tried to stop the tears once more.

Blake: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry on you like that."

I couldn't help my smile to myself as I said:

(Y/N): "As a friend said, no one is strong enough to take pain on their own. It's alright to break down. You are just a person, after all.

***

I was glad to be back in my room, even if it had only been a few hours. After Blake left and went to go tell her team, I figured to get some much needed sleep. The amount of "Sorry" or "Are you ok?" I got was mind blowing.

But when I entered my room, my team looked so nonchalant. They aren't the emotional type, it's almost as if they've already been through the hell im fighting.

Payton: "Bout time. Ryan's making dinner."

Isaiah was sitting on a chair, reading a book I couldn't see the title of. Payton was laying down, playing some game on his Scroll. And I could smell the food coming from our kitchen.

(Y/N): "Thanks, but I think I'm gonna go eat with the rest."

Isaiah: "Whatever loser. Home cooked is better."

They didn't give me much of a glance. But it was always nice to have them here. It didn't make me feel all that special anymore. It made me feel like I fit in more.

I went into our bathroom and changed into my casual clothes, after taking a shower. I walked out to see the three eating. I gave them a small wave before walking out.

I was able to catch RWBY walking out of their dorm too, and gave them a shout.

Yang: "(Y/N)! We were so worried!"

Yang looked like she wanted to say more, but a red blur shot by here, then arms were wrapped around me for the second time.

Ruby: "Don't leave us!"

I saw a small smile tug at the corners of Blake's mouth.

Weiss: "We're glad your back."

I was stunned at the fact that Weiss had actually said something nice, and her team seemed to be as well. Weiss blushed and turned away, and we all laughed. It didn't take long for their moods to brighten, and I was glad I was able to.

We all made the walk to the cafeteria, but the entire time I had this sneaking suspicion that something was wrong. And I hoped that I was.

My appetite was gone at this point, so I just picked a spot while they got their food. And when they came back to eat, it felt great getting to hang with them again. But that feeling never went away, even as we were laughing, and making jokes, that feeling never left.

At one point my team made their way down as well, deciding to come sit with us. Then JNPR filed in to the last remaining seats. I felt two heads on either of my shoulders, and I couldn't help but smile down.

Then I heard it.

The sizzling, the sickening smell of thermite. No one else seemed to notice, but I heard something get popped off.

(Y/N) "Oh fuck, GET DO-"

I couldn't finish my words in time, as the roof seemed to just cave in on itself. Screams were making themselves very present, as a bunch of men and Grimm flooded the cafeteria.

I grabbed the person closest to me and moved quickly. I couldn't see through the chaos, I couldn't tell who was friendly or not.

I couldn't fight without hurting everyone.

I tried to gather everyone I found and push them outside. I needed a clear area to fight. But I could catch some white masks along the crowd. And I refused to pull any of my punches against them. Attacking me was one thing, attacking my friends was a death wish.

I was able to get most of everyone out, but it still wasn't everyone. And I couldn't, in good conscience, fire while my friends were still in there. Grimm came pouring out, after us. So I raised my fists, and could see Isaiah not to far. We rushed in quickly, hoping to deal with them fast.

And just like the initiation, the Grimm were gone in a minute.

We looked around, hearing the sounds of explosions come to a stop. I would've thought we were safe, I would've thought everything was fine. But I had this feeling that nothing was right. I could see Bullhead's retreating from the cafeteria.

As fast as I could, I turned around and counted the students. I could see the different teams, everyone was accounted for. Everyone, except for one team.

Ruby: "(Y/N)!"

Hear shout paralyzed me. Her shout was full of fear, full of plea. I looked around, then looked up. That's when I spotted her red cape, crumpling to the floor. Her body still attached to it. I could see a flash of red, fiery eyes peak out of the edge. Giving me a chilling smile.

Then, they were gone. Everyone was in panic, everyone was so confused and shouting.

I was... numb. I couldn't believe it, I refused to believe it. I came to try and help, I came for another chance. And now, now they were gone.

I couldn't help the rage inside of me. It was boiling, burning. So much, that it hurt to keep it in. Thoughts shot through my head at rocket speed. I saw red creeping into my field of vision.

(Y/N): "Give them back..."

I didn't even realize the words came out of my mouth. My body felt Alien, I didn't even know this world anymore. Just when I had started to finally build that relationship.

I heard everyone stop, but it never registered.

Isaiah: "(Y/N)? Calm down..."

His words, just flowed through me. Nothing was staying in me, sticking to my brain. All I felt was that rage. And I exploded.

Lighting shot around me. Wind rushing off me as if I was the eye of a hurricane. My hair turned into a red color. I was losing control. But I needed to let my anger out.

(Y/N): "GIVE THEM BACK!"