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Everything was unraveling around you everything was crazy. You saw your girlfriend's arm get sliced off.

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You went berserk. Nothing could stop you in this rage. Nothing could have kept you from what you did next. The man, whoever he was, was nothing but a puddle of blood on the floor after you were done. Although since you were still berserk Blake an Yang ran from you. You let out a screech that even caused Grimm to shiver in fear.

You ran through the whole of Vale continuing your rampage.

Three weeks later

You were in a cave. The rage wore off a while ago. But the memories they haunted you. Especially the looks your friends gave you when they saw you. They were looks of pure terror. You heard loud clanking footsteps at the mouth of the cave.

(Y/N): What took you so long Ben? Even a novice detective could've found me sooner. I left a trail of blood a mile wide.

Ben: I took my time because I wasn't sure if you had calmed down yet. I don't want to have to replace another part of me with something mechanical.

(Y/N): Fair enough. Why are you handing me a phone?

Ben: There's someone I know you want to talk to.

(Y/N): I'm pretty sure she doesn't want to talk to me.

Ben: You never know until you try.

You took the phone and called her.

(insert touching phone reunion with Yang)

You hung up.

Ben: Sounded like she missed you.

(Y/N): As much as I hate to admit it you were right.

You left with Ben to reunite with her. In person this time.

~THE END~