Ruby

"Move!" I yelled, diving off to my right and dragging Weiss with me. A massive crash sounded just behind where we had had been standing an instant before, the Beowolf had missed us and slammed into the wall. It had covered at least thirty metres in a second or two. Despite its massive size this thing was incredibly fast. I heard a growl and dove behind a large piece of machinery, only letting go of Weiss once we were safely behind it.

We both took a second to catch our breath while I wondered how we could beat this thing. My eyes were slowly adjusting to the darkness; I could make out the shapes of machines and poles around the room. But seeing the Beowolf in this darkness would be almost impossible. The machine that Weiss and I had our backs against shuddered violently as the Beowolf slammed into the other side of it. We needed to move, and quickly; if it knew we were here then we weren't safe. Weiss gestured at another machine about ten metres away, our approach to it would be covered by the machine we were already behind. I gestured for her to go and peered around the corner, trying to catch any glimpse of Blake or Yang.

As the machine shook again, Weiss grabbed my arm and nearly dragged me to the machine she had pointed out. She flung me into cover, glaring at me as she knelt down next to me. What the hell were you doing? Her glare seemed to say. I brought my mouth right next to her ear to whisper to her.

"We need to find Yang and Blake. We need to lure this thing outside; we can't beat it in here." Weiss nodded as I finished, pulling away from me to peer around our new cover. I scooted over to the other end of the machine to glance out that side.

My heart stopped as I saw a flicker of movement in the darkness a few metres above me. The beast was back in the rafters, sneaking around behind us. Where were Yang and Blake? A cold sweat trickled down my face; if anything had happened to Yang…

The building shook as another massive roar tore through the air from near Weiss. Near Wiess? So what did I see before? I glanced back towards where I thought I'd seen the Beowolf just in time to see Blake swing out of the rafters, Gambol Shroud hanging from the ceiling. She back-flipped in the air, freeing her katana and swinging it through the darkness. From the fleshy thud and the loud roar that came an instant later, she must have hit the Beowolf. How had she known where it was? I'd only just noticed Blake moving in the darkness. No one's eyesight would be that good.

Maybe she'd gotten lucky, because she'd definitely hit the thing. I dashed over to grab Weiss, hoping she was alright. We met halfway: she was on her way to me as well.

"Was that Blake?" she hissed.

"Yeah. Come on, we've got to find Yang."

We hurried back to where Blake had attacked from, hoping Yang was there. We leapt into the rafters and onto one of the catwalks as Blake came sailing through the air towards us. She landed lithely next to us as we started looking around for Yang.

"I haven't seen Yang," she whispered. "We split up. I didn't want to risk calling out for her." I sighed, fear edging its way back. Where was she? I peered into the darkness for a few seconds, searching for any flash of gold… Nothing. Until we found her, I'd just have to hope she was okay; I'd never find her in here, not with the Beowolf in here as well.

"Okay," I whispered, edging as close to Blake and Weiss as I could. "We need to lure this thing outside. We can't fight it in here." They both nodded silently, they knew fighting it inside the factory would be a death trap for us. "Weiss and I will lure it over to the other end and try and bring it out. Blake, you stay here in case it doesn't wanna leave, try and drive it the rest of the way out. Look for Yang if you get the chance." Blake nodded, grabbed the railing of the catwalk and squatted down, peering through the darkness.

Weiss and I began creeping up the catwalk towards the far end of the factory. We could still hear the odd growl or snort from the Beowolf on the ground below us. As we got near the doors to the outside, we vaulted over the railing, landing on the ground as quietly as possible. The grumblings of the Beowolf stopped suddenly, it had heard us. Weiss and I opened the back doors of the factory, letting in enough rays of moonlight to illuminate the area around us. Not much, but we'd get at least a second or two's warning before the Beowolf hit us. I peered into the darkness, the moonlight messing up my night vision. I couldn't see beyond the half-circle of light shining in through the doors. Thankfully the moon was rising on just the right angle for us; it was shining brightly through a gap between the buildings behind us.

"Ruby!" Weiss yelled. I glanced at her just in time to see the Beowolf lunge out of the darkness at her, claws flashing in the moonlight. Weiss made a glyph in front of us, blocking the Beowolf as she flipped backwards away from it, cartwheeling off her free hand and sailing out the door. I aimed at the Beowolf as the glyph vanished and began firing at it, stepping backwards as I shot it. It roared at as us and lunged through the door, swinging it claws blindingly fast. I barely managed to get Crescent Rose up in time to block the razors that flashed toward me.

"Shut the doors!" I yelled at Weiss, locking with the Beowolf, holding it in place. As she dashed around to the doors, the wolf glanced at her and disengaged with me, lunging at Weiss. "Weiss!" I made to dash after the Beowolf, but it was too fast. Weiss turned at the sound of my voice, a look of horror showing on her face as she threw herself away from the door, avoiding the flying monster. It skidded along the ground, coming to a stop just in front of the door, growling at us.

It suddenly stopped growling as its ears perked up. It turned its head to look back into the darkness of the factory.

"No…" I whispered to myself. I swung Crescent Rose around and began firing at the monster, but instead of attacking us as I'd hoped, it turned and leapt back into the factory. "Blake! Yang!" I screamed. "It's back inside!" With the shrieking sound of tearing metal, a ball of flame erupted from the roof of the factory.

Weiss and I glanced at each other, nodding, before leaping onto the roof of the factory. We landed on the roof, the iron sheets flexing under our feet. This was a terrible place to fight the Beowolf if it came up here, the roof would cave in underneath us if we hit too hard on the wrong spot. We spotted a gaping hole in the roof halfway down the factory, a haze of smoke floating out of it.

We gazed into the hole for a few seconds, but nothing came out of it. I knew that Gambol Shroud couldn't have made a hole that big in the roof, so Yang must be okay, but why weren't they coming out?

As soon as I finished the thought, Yang sailed out of the hole, her hair aflame. She flew through the night sky like a shooting star, illuminating everything around her. Why couldn't she have done that inside? I found myself thinking. It would've been helpful. I couldn't help but feel relief flood through me, Yang was okay. But I knew this fight wasn't over, we had to beat the Beowolf before we'd be safe. Where's Blake…

She soared out of the factory after Yang, her katana held in her hand. I sighed in relief, they were both okay. My breath caught as the Beowolf came rocketing out of the hole after Blake, arms swinging. Yang turned in the air, flipping around to face the factory beneath her, just in time to see the Beowolf reach Blake and swing at her.

Its monstrous arm slammed into Blake's side with all the force of a freight train, sending her smashing into one of the brick warehouses next to the factory. She left a dent in the brick wall as she slumped to the ground. She wasn't moving.

"Blake…" I whispered, too shocked to do anything else. She still hadn't moved, not an inch. My heart was in my throat as I gazed at her. Was she… No. She had to be okay, she had her aura. But with how hard that thing had hit her, would her aura be enough to protect her? She had a mobility type semblance, not a defensive one like Jaune. She still wasn't moving. Something was clearly horribly wrong with her, her aura hadn't been enough.

As I took a step toward her, the night erupted in light. Yang was hanging in the air, burning like the sun.

"Blaaaaaaake!" She shrieked, her hair burning ever brighter, turning white hot. Flames exploded all around her as she rocketed towards the Beowolf, a shooting star flying through the night, bearing all her rage down on the Beowolf. "BLAAAAAAKE!"