From the darkness, two figures approached, a woman and a man. The woman had pure white hair and the man had an arm made of metal. Winter Schnee and General James Ironwood. My pupils dilated. My ears tried to flatten against mr head but they couldn't as they were pinned against the metal. Cowering, I squirmed around trying to get the silver straps undone. I was stopped by a gloved hand slapping me across the face.
"Don't bother trying to escape, mutt...it's time to finish the experiment", Ironwood snarled out whilst Winter covered my eyes with a blindfold.
"P-P-Please let me go home..." I whimpered out, hearing guards stomp into the room I was being held in.
Hands slammed onto the chair's back, on either side of my head. They dragged the chair to a different room. Yelping, I flinched as five needles were forced into each of my hands. I could hear Winter and Ironwood speaking to each other and the guards, though it was muffled, as though they were behind a screen. Hearing a switch being flicked, I howled in pain as beowolf dust was forced into my veins. The skin on my fingers began peeling back as claws protruded from my fingertips.
Before anything else could happen, the alarms started blaring and the machine shut off. I panted in pain and fear, hearing Ironwood and Winter being evacuated from the site. Multiple sets of footsteps echoed through the now abandoned halls. Hearing the doors burst open, I cowered slightly. The needles were yanked out of me and the blindfold was pulled off. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw that Velvet was holding the blindfold and Blake was undoing the straps. The rest of team RWBY were guarding the door, along with team JNPR and Coco.
They lifted me out of the chair and took me back to Beacon. Whilst the others walked ahead, I pulled Velvet back. She tilted her head a little, seemingly confused.
"I...I just wanted to thank you for helping to rescue me..." I spoke, blushing a little.
"It was no problem!" She replied in her Australian accent. I gently pulled her closer and she looked at me, confused again.
"What're you-" she began. I cut her off by pressing my lips to hers.