The story begins with you. The protagonist waking up in a lab. With absolutely no memory, not even being able to remember your own name. In fright. You try to escape the lab, barely being able to while also encountering, OTHER terrible and terrifyi...
I was still hiding in the shadows, trying to listen in to what Blake was going to say to this Monkey Faunus. And like in said before. Blake. Was a Faunus too. A cat. After a while of the two being on silence, Blake finally says something.
"Finally she speaks!" The boy exclaimed. "Nearly two days and you be given me nothing but small talk and weird looks." The boy said.
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"Ya! Like that." The boy points out. "Aww Adorable pouty face." I mutter. "Sun... Are you familiar with the White Fang?" Blake asks. "Of course! I don't think there's a Faunus on the planet who hasn't heard of them." The boy named Sun replies. "Stupid, holier-than-thou creeps that use force to get whatever they want. Bunch of freaks if you ask me." Sun replies. "Little bit aggressive..." I mutter. Blake then answers. "I was... Ones a member of the White Fang." Blake says.
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"ACK....! FUCK....!" I try to hold in my yell of pain! As I fall off my hiding ledge. But luckily. The u two only look over, and go back to talking. I try to still listen in as I lowkey yell in pain. I mean even that Sun kid was shocked. He choked on his coffee or hot chocolate. "Wait a minute, 'you're were a member on the White Fang?" Sun exclaimed. "That's right. I was a member for most of my life actually. You could say almost say in was born into it." Blake. Crap that's deep. "Back then, things were different. On the ashes of war, the White Fang was meant to be a symbol of peace and unity between humans and faunus. Of course, despite being promised equality, the faunus were subjected to discriminate and hate. Humanity still through of us as lesser beings. And so, the White Fang rose up as a voice of our people. And I was there. I was at the front of every rally. I took part in every boycott. And I actually thought we were making a difference. But I was just a youthful optimist... Then, five years ago. Our leader stepped down, a new one took his place. A new leader, with a new way on think. Suddenly our peaceful protests were being replaced with organized attacks. We were setting fires to shops that refused to serve us. Hijacking cargo from companies that used faunus as labour. And the worst part was? It was working. We were being treated like equals. But not out of respect... But out of fear." Blake explained. That.... Shoot man that was the deepest thing I've ever heard. "So, I left. I decided I no longer wanted to use my skills to aid in their violence. And instead, I would dedicate my life into becoming a Huntress." Blake said. Looking down. "So here I am. A criminal hiding in plan view. All with the help with a little, black, bow." Blake then looks up at her bow, which moves slightly as I can tell her ears twitched.
