Chapter 1: Meet the Team

A new dawn rose over Pandora. It had become much more quiet since the fall of Handsome Jack. No industrial, planet busting eridium drilling, no withering hail of loader bots, not even Hunter Helquist's radio station played anymore. Yes, things were looking up for Pandora, even the wildlife. Almost as if to demonstrate this, a skag, rising from its slumber, walked across the road….

And was promptly slammed against the bumper of a stolen bandit technical.

In the technical sat four young women who hardly looked like they were out of college. Of course, they all, save for one would have first had to actually have gone to college to use that description. They were most notably distinguished by the colors they wore. The youngest one, Ruby, wore red. Weiss, the one who was formally educated, wore white. Blake, the "broody moody" one, as they all called her, wore black. And Yang, Ruby's big sister and partner in crime, wore bright yellow.

Weiss woke with a start when the impact with the skag had rocked the technical. And Pandora, or at least that part of it, was quiet no longer.

"Yang, any more skags and this thing might be out of commission! None of us are made of money here, so watch it!", Weiss admonished drowsily, annoyed that the bump had ripped her from the sleep she got to enjoy so little of lately.

"Yes, mom", Yang shot back sarcastically. "Gimmie some slack, ice queen. At least I'm up enough to drive, or we would've had to sleep next to dead bandits. I know you think I'd be used to it at this point, and I probably am, but please I wanna get home as bad as you"

"Fair enough, I'm actually too… tired…. to be…. mad." Weiss replied before nodding off shortly after.

"Ugh, they're lucky that they're cute", Yang thought to herself, now alone on her drive back to home base. What was supposed to be a routine bounty turned out to be a nearly day long firefight with the Torchwick clan bandits. Thankfully Yang and her team was more than capable of fighting off the ambush without taking any injuries an insta-health wouldn't fix, but it still exhausted her teammates to the point that they fell asleep right as they clambered into the back of the technical, even the normally exuberant Ruby and the perpetually agitated Weiss had practically gone limp with exhaustion.

Just as Yang felt the last of her willpower start to give into the beckoning void of unconsciousness, she saw the bright sign of the town "Newer Haven". Jolting awake, she gunned the engine right into the open garage slot at the front of the town, not even bothering to reverse it before parking.

Stumbling drowsily out of the driver's seat, Yang weighed her options, she could either succumb to her body's demand for rest right here on the floor and wake up to a crick in her neck from sleeping on concrete and weird looks from her teammates. Struggle to shamble back to her bed, or go all the way and get everyone to a proper sleeping spot.

Deciding to play the part of a good Samaritan, she started with her dear little sister. She gingerly carried her over to the bedroll that Weiss made Ruby put next to her workbench when she got carried away tinkering and couldn't even bother to come to her actual bed. Yang tucked her in as best as she could tuck someone into a bedroll and affectionately ruffled her hair before turning back to the technical.

Weiss and Blake would be more challenging for her, however, as they had no sleeping arrangements in the workshop/garage like Ruby did, they always slept in the bedroom, "like normal people" as Weiss had said. She first picked up Weiss bridal style like she did Ruby, but her arms rebelled and refused to hold the pale ex-heiress up, forcing Yang to carry her over the shoulder like a sack of bricks, or a dead body. To be objective, Yang had dealt with worse, for one, she wasn't getting shot at, but at the moment it felt like the most arduous task she had ever and would ever undertake. "Why must the universe punish the good?" Yang jokingly thought to herself as she unceremoniously placed Weiss on her bed, not even having the energy to tuck her in like she did with Ruby.

Last was Blake, still sleeping as peacefully as someone could in the bed of a bandit technical. Yang's instincts told her Blake would be fine and the concrete was looking might comfy at the moment, but her conscious brain fought against such negligence, so she steeled herself and picked up Blake and walked her over to her bed like she did with Weiss.

Now satisfied that she had done her duty for the night, Yang shambled drowsily around for her bed in the darkness of the room before tripping, landing on something soft, and letting her weary mind and body be consumed by the void of sleep.