Chapter 3: meeting blake.

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Max POV. [ next day / city of vale ].

Max was walking and listening to music on his communicator he made for his left ear.

Max: ( vale. I never really visited the city that much. ).

Kept walking. Admiring some buildings and places, even a destroyed dust shop being investigated by cops.

Max: *looking at the dust shop* ( *sarcastic* well that's sad. ).

Small Timeskip.

As max was flying in the sky *Supreme* when heard footsteps and decided to head towards the source of them. He flew and saw it was beacon academy, and. a girl wearing a bow was running then stopped and removed her bow revealing cat ears.

Max: a Faunus! Nice disguise.

Max descend down and transform back to human.

Max: You okay?

She just looked at him.

Max: ( Ok. This is awkward. ).

2 days later. [ coffee shop ].

Max: Finally. You're gonna talk now.

She glares at him.

Max: What! Its been two days. You could've at least talk to me during those two days. Miss.

Blake: Blake.

Max: hm?

Blake: my name's Blake. Blake Belladonna.

Max: well Blake happy to know your name.

Blake: Max... what do think of the White Fang?

Max: Bunch of angry faunus that hate humans, and cause problems for both human and faunus relationship. Not to mention there clothes give them away.

Blake: I was... once member of the White Fang.

Max: Really. No way! Are you sure?

Blake: Yes. I was a member for most of my life actually. You could almost I was born into it. Back then, things were different. In the ashes of war, the White Fang was meant to be a symbol of peace and unity between humans and the faunus. Of course, despite being promised equality, the faunus were subjected to discrimination and hate. Humanity still thought of us as lesser beings. And so, the White Fang rose up as a voice of our people. And I was there. 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, and a new one took his place. A new leader, with a new way of thinking. Suddenly our peaceful protests were being replaced with organized attacks. We were setting fire to shops that refused to serve us. Hijacking cargo from companies that used faunus labour. And the worst part was? It was working. We were being treated like equals. But not out of respect... out of fear. *put her drink down* 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 to becoming a Huntress. So here I am. A criminal hiding in plain view. All with the help of a little, black bow. *bow twitches*.

Max: whoa! ( That's a whole lot of information about the past. ) so, you didn't tell anyone about your past.

Blake remains silent.

Max: ( guessing that's a no. ).

Little timeskip.

Max and Blake were now walking.

Max: So. Any ideas on dust robberies Blake?

Blake: I still don't believe the White Fang is behind these robberies. They're never needed that much Dust Before.

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