Holy shit. I am at 4K views, 35 follows, and 20 favs as of writing this. This is so much larger of a reception than I anticipated, especially for my first post on the site. Massive thanks to everyone who has kept up with the story. This chapter ended up pretty intense, so I'm changing the rating to M just to be safe. As always: enjoy!

"Look, it's Blake!" A voice shouted from the crowd that was near the airport.

Blake sighed and started to walk away, but was stopped by Yang. The blonde had blocked her path and gestured to the small group of teenagers that approached.

"Talk to them. You said you wanted to be a positive image for the faunus, right? Be that now." Blake groaned, not wanting to have to deal with people who treated her as a hero.

"Hey, you're Blake, right?" One of the boys asked. "I saw you in that video. You were amazing." Blake shrugged.

"I was doing my job. I'm not a hero." She replied, annoyed at their reverence.

"You saved all those people though! You are so awesome!" Blake lunged forward and grabbed the boy by the collar. She lifted him off of his feet and pressed him against a nearby wall.

"Have you ever killed someone? Seen a person's eyes lose all life as they become a bloody mess? There is nothing heroic about that. Even if they were terrorists, they had families. Children, parents, brothers and sisters, friends. Tell me, what the fuck is so heroic about that?" She snarled as she released his collar.

"My mom was one of the people you saved. Not only the bad guys have families you know." The boy straightened his shirt and walked away.

"Blake, I'm sorry." Yang pulled the faunus into a hug. "I didn't know you felt that strongly about all this."

"It's alright. I just hate when people glorify war. It reminds me of myself when I was younger. I was so idealistic, ready to fight for what had been drilled into my head as right." Blake slumped her shoulders and fell into Yang, letting the blonde hold her up instead of her own legs.

"Look, let's just get-" Yang was interrupted mid sentence by someone running into the pair. "Hey! Watch it!" The man ignored her call and kept running.

Yang's grew nervous when she noticed that the man was uniformed. He had unslung his rifle and was sprinting full speed across the terminal. A group of soldiers in dress uniforms also started sprinting next to him, recognizing something was wrong.

"Yang! Call your locker. We need to follow and see what's going on." The blonde was already on it and had punched in the correct code on her scroll.

Metal smashing into stone signified that her order had been responded to and she quickly grabbed her weapons. A series of crashes filled the air as the various students of Beacon did the same, calling their own gear in reaction to the events around them. The city alarm began to sound and everyone who was neither a student nor soldier froze in place.

"Please head to the the nearest designated shelters in an orderly and calm fashion." The loudspeaker instructed.

Plumes of smoke began to appear near the harbor, followed by the echo of gunshots. A nearby bullhead revved up it's engines and prepared for takeoff.

"Blake! Come on!" Yang shouted as she ran towards the craft, making her voice heard over the cacophony of chaos that had erupted.

"Yang, are you going to be okay? You don't have to go you know." Blake had joined her in the interior of the bullhead.

"I do have to go Blake. I can do this." She donned one of the headsets that hung on the side of the recently closed doors. "Pilot, where are we going? What happened?" Blake place the device over her ears as well in order to hear the reply.

"Beach next to the docks. White Fang are attacking again, but this time they're not taking any chances. They got Paladins and airships."

"Paladins? They had more of those things? Just how big is the White Fang?" Yang asked, only half expecting an answer.

"I knew they were large, but I never knew they were this big. We always operated in cells, cut off from everyone except when we received direct orders. They must be throwing everything they have at this one." Blake replied.

"We're also getting reports of attacks from inside government buildings. It's a god damn coup attempt." The pilot added. "We're almost at the docks. It's going to be pretty hot down there. Take care of yourself."

The various pings and pops that filled the interior of the craft signified that they had been noticed and were definitely unwanted. The doors slid open and revealed a sight that made the pair freeze. Lines of Paladins had formed in the waist high water and were firing non stop into the mass of soldiers that were underneath the girls. Small groups of White Fang charged across the beach, firing their weapons as they ran. Some did not appear to be armed in any way and simply rushed soldiers. Yang spotted one in particular who was sprinting full speed towards a group of soldiers even though he appeared to have no weapons. Two of the soldiers turned and began to fire at him, but it was too late. Even though they shot off one of the man's arms, he didn't even miss a step. He grabbed his chest and pulled his hand away, in it a collection of rings with small protrusions. The man exploded, along with the group of soldiers who he had been charging. Yang forced herself to look away from the scattered remains and instead look underneath her at the approaching ground.

"Go! Go! Go! Get out!" The pilot yelled in their ears and they complied, dropping into the sand and quickly finding cover in a crater. Yang looked to the craft they had just exited and saw the left engine explode. It spun and tilted downward, hitting the ground and exploding from the dust reserves that were on the ship.

"Push them back! Get these fuckers off the beach!" A man stood and screamed, spittle flying from his mouth along with clumps of sand. "Huntresses, finally." He said as he noticed the pair of girls in the crater next to him.

The sound of gunfire and explosions was deafening. A large man dropped to his stomach in between the two girls and began to fire his large support weapon, painting the area in front of him with dust rounds. Yang moved around him, burying herself in the sand to avoid the rain of destruction that surrounded them. Airships marked with the head of a Grimm and painted white zoomed past, followed by other groups of airships which were painted grey. Another wave of bullheads descended and almost as quickly as they came shot away. Another thunderous roar filled the air, accompanied by the beach in front looking as if it had exploded into sand in front of them. Yang looked over her shoulder to see Coco unleashing hell, sweeping her weapon back and forth across the beach. Her shoulder jerked back and a spray of blood flew into the air. She immediately regained her grip on the weapon however and resumed firing, her face contorted in pain. A massive figure rushed from behind her along with a smaller red one. Yatsuhashi screamed as he charged across the beach, his huge stature knocking aside anyone who got in his way. He swung his weapon in front of him, wreaking havoc on the White Fang's lines. Fox followed, finishing off any who had been left behind. A streak of red followed by rose petals shot past Yang and Blake, followed by a series of white glyphs and a streak of white. At their feet the pair saw a series of white glyphs for them. Yang looked to Blake and nodded, screaming as she charged, her speed augmented from the assistance Weiss had given them. A group of Paladins turned to face the threat, but were quickly turned into plumes of flame. Yatsuhashi gave a quick thumbs up while looking behind him before continuing. Ruby had become a maelstrom of death, destroying anyone close to her and a few that were farther away. Weiss quickly disabled a paladin that was stood on the beach, shoving her blade into it's knee joint and causing it to fall over before plunging Myrtenaster into the cockpit. Gambol Shroud whipped around, slicing through opponents with ease.

"Bumblebee! Paladin!" Ruby commanded, yelling over the commotion.

Yang grabbed the object that flew towards her and began building up momentum as she flew in circles around Blake. Aiming for the nearest mech, she released her grip and rocketed forward. A dust round hit her arm and passed through. Yang ignored the pain and uses it to fuel her aura. She collided with the machine and grabbed onto the front. She ripped the left arm off and dropped down to the ground. She used it as a club and swung as hard as she could at the paladin, rocketing it backwards into the water. Blake was next to her, defending her partner from an attack she didn't even see coming. A pink explosion detonated on another nearby paladin, followed by a girl caving in the cockpit of the mech with her hammer. Blake yelped out in pain and dropped to the ground, holding her shoulder. A White Fang member stood nearby, aimed at the girl on the ground and ready to finish her off. Yang rushed him. The man walked steadily backwards while firing, but stumbled over one of his comrades. The brawler felt a pain in her stomach but ignored it. Yang turned around and saw a path of hot, uneven glass on the beach leading from a large circle of fire which ringed another area of glass, marking where she was stood earlier. She rushed over to Blake, who had already stood back up and continued to fight.

"Come one! Let's get you out of here!" Yang shouted to the injured girl, who nodded her head and turned towards advancing friendly lines.

"Medic!" Yang shouted out at the top of her lungs. A soldier in red armor with a cross on his chest sprinted over after hearing the call.

"Come on you two! Follow me!" The medic ran back to the edge of the beach and vaulted the low wall. Yang and Blake both followed his example and joined him in the relatively safe position.

He moved towards Yang with his kit in hand, attending to the blonde first.

"What are you doing? I'm fine!" Yang protested as she pulled away. "Treat her first!"

"Ma'am, you have a hole in your stomach. Your friend will be fine. We need to get you to a surgeon." Yang looked down and was surprised to find that she did indeed have a gunshot to her stomach. She suddenly experienced a wave of pain that threatened to take consciousness from her as she came down from the adrenaline high of the fight.

The medic patched her up as best he could before he attended to Blake. As he was helping the faunus, an explosion blew apart the wall next to them, accompanied by the screams of the men who had been sitting there.

"Fuck! Get to the nearest hospital you find. Blondie, when they ask I gave you a shot of morphine." The medic sprinted to the site of the explosion and began attending to those who had been in it's radius.

The two moved even farther back from the fighting and into a nearby building.

"You two looking for the hospital?" A woman in a medic uniform asked.

"I guess." Yang replied.

"Holy shit." She said as she noticed the extent of Yang's injuries. "Faunus girl, help me get her on a stretcher." Blake forced down her annoyance at being called by the nickname.

"I can walk!" Yang objected as she took a step forward. Her statement was immediately contradicted as she doubled over in pain.

"Uh huh. I'll get a stretcher, though it looks like I'll have to do most of the lifting." She nodded to Blake's arm. She left and quickly returned with a green stretcher that she unfolded. "All right, grab her legs I'll get her arms. One, two, three!" They lifted her in unison and quickly placed her onto the stretcher.

Consciousnesses finally left her as she was picked up. Yang screamed in pain and black took over her vision.

Yang has been hurt again! Man, she really gets into the thick of it doesn't she. But when she turned the sand to glass after seeing Blake get hit? Bad. Ass. Anyways, hope you enjoyed!