Old-fashioned .

The dull beat of heavy techno music could be heard all the way from where she had parked her bike. But tonight, Yang Xiao Long had no interest in the music, for she was on a mission. Not one from Beacon, mind you, this one was far more important. More personal as well.

"I'm just going into town with some old friends from Signal, I'll be fine."

She still heard Ruby say those words before she left Beacon. That was two days ago, and no word since. Now Yang knew her little sister was not as helpless as she appeared. But a nagging suspicion at the back of her mind convinced Yang to investigate. And whenever Yang wanted to get the word on the street of the city, she went to one place; Junior's club.

She approached the door and spotted the long line of people waiting to get in. Ignoring them, she walked right past them and approached the black tuxedo-wearing bouncer. She saw the burly man react when he spotted her, clearly, they had not forgotten her last visit.

"Hey, I'm here to see Junior, be a doll and let me in."

The bouncer to his credit did not flinch as Yang stepped toward him, and instead squared his shoulders.

"I'm sure that you are, Blondie, but we have strict orders not to let you in like this again. Not after last time. So if you want in, get in line like the rest of them."

He pointed towards the back of the line, which had since grown a bit. Yang made a guess as to how long it would take to get through it, at least an hour, possibly more. She turned back to the bouncer and opened her mouth to start laying on the pressure.

"Look, I don't have the time to..."

"I don't care Tits. Either you get in line if you want to talk to the boss, or you walk away. Any other action will be considered a disturbance, and will be handled as such."

Yang was tempted to just let her gauntlets do the talking and get in that way. But there were far too many people around for that, She could hurt innocent bystanders that way. Besides, she needed Junior to cooperate with his info, so she had no other choice than to do as instructed. Glaring at the bouncer, her eyes briefly flaring red from barely suppressed rage, she turned around, and pointedly took a spot at the end of the line.

An hour and ten minutes later, Yang finally walked through the doors into the club. This was fucking ridiculous, she had no time to waste on this nonsense. The fact that she had been hit on by several people during her wait, while normally flattering or funny, did not help her already volatile mood more. She spotted Junior working his bar as always and marched straight towards him.

"Junior!!! We need to talk. Now."

Junior lowered the glass he was polishing and turned to look at Yang.

"So my man at the door told me. So go on then, talk. What is so important, you had to come all the way out here from your fancy school and not just **** your way into my club. Patience and obedience aren't usually your style as far as I know"

Yang just managed to keep her rapidly dropping patience in check with a deep breath.

"My sister, Ruby. She has not returned after going out with some old friends, and I'm worried. Maybe it's nothing, but I have the nagging suspicion that something has happened to her."

Junior was silent for a moment, before he put the glass down in front of Yang, and filled it with ****. He finished up with a flourish, and a little pink umbrella before he leaned over the bar to get closer to Yang.

"Yeah, I saw her. She was in here alright, along with those friends of hers. They had a few drinks, and then I lost them in the crowd."

He slid a key across the bar.

"Booth five, I'll send Melanie over with what little info when have, and you can question her in private."

Yang narrowed her eyes, knowing full well the type of double-dealing games Junior tended to play. Before her need to find Ruby won out. She took the key, and the drink, before making her way to the back of the club. The key opened the door smoothly, and she got into what was a surprisingly comfortable sitting room.

A large floor-to-ceiling blackened window occupied a third of the circular room. She guessed that the window could be cleared to allow the visitors to see into an adjacent room for a show or something. A circular bench ran along the wall, stopping just short of the door. And a round waist-high table stood in the centre of the room. Yang plopped down on the couch and waited impatiently for Melanie to show up. The tapping of her foot on the carpeted floor was the only sound for a good five minutes while she absentmindedly sipped from her drink. Say what you will about the bastard, but he knew how to mix a good cocktail.

After about ten minutes the door opened and Melanie walked in, the blades on her boots gleaming in the dim light with each step she took. She was dressed in her usual white dress, and her light green eyes showed that same disinterest they always had. On the side of her head, hidden behind her ear and partially covered by her hair, she could see an electronic earpiece. Yang thought nothing of it, she knew the malachite twins were part of junior's security, so of course, they would have means of communication with them.

"About time, Junior told me you know where I can find Ruby?"

Melanie merely smiled and walked towards the control panel next to the door. She tapped a button, and the darkened glass pane became see-through, allowing Yang to see into the adjacent room. What she saw sent a chill down her spine, as well as finally unleashing her rage.

She looked down into a fairly large theatre, usually used for private parties or special shows or performances. The room was entirely empty and dark, save for the main stage, where a powerful lamp shone its bright light down on the two people standing there. One was Miltia Malachite, the identical twin sister of Melanie. She was standing close to the other person, with her hand moving slowly back and forth between the other's legs.

Ruby's legs.

Yang saw her sister standing on the stage, but not how she would have liked. For one, she was almost completely naked, the only clothes she wore was a pair of elegant stockings made from sheer black silk. Dark red roses were embroidered along the fabric, and they hugged Ruby's slender legs quite well. Her arms were behind her back, were leather cuffs around her wrists kept them together. A chain ran from the cuffs towards a beam above the stage. The length of the chain was just long enough that Ruby's arms were pulled upwards, causing her to bend forward as a result.

The position made her smaller but perk and round breasts hang freely, only swaying slightly whenever Ruby tried to move. A metal collar was around her slender neck, and a chain ran from the collar to the ground, preventing her from getting upright. A ruby red ballgag was placed into her mouth and tied off with a delicate leather strap. Ruby's silver eyes stared ahead of her, but even from this distance, Yang could recognize the arousal smouldering inside them.

Through speaker mounted on the walls, Yang could hear the cute moans coming from the stage as Miltia moved her hand between Ruby's legs, before switching towards one of her free-hanging breasts.

"RUBY!!!!"

Yang pulled back her fist, fire exploding around her as her semblance jumped into action. Eye red with rage, her fist shot towards the glass, ready to punch straight through it.

"Sis."

Down on the stage, Miltia moved her other hand, the one Yang had failed to take into account and held it against Ruby's exposed neck. Yang's fist stopped a fraction before shattering the glass as she looked at the stage. The razor-sharp claw attached to Miltia's hand was pressing into the skin on Ruby's neck. And it was a surefire way to stop whatever violent reaction Yang might have had.

"As you can see, your sister is perfectly fine. Though how long that remains to be so is entirely up to you."

Yang turned around to face Melanie, eyes still red as her semblance seethed beneath her temper. The white-dressed twin strutted confidently towards the window and stopped in front of Yang.

"Don't think for a moment about making a scene. Your precious little sister is in our care, and one word from me can make her stay her quite unpleasant."

It took all of her self-control, but Yang managed to get her temper back in check.

"What do you want from me? Whatever your problem with me is, leave Ruby out of this."

Melanie's face got a sinister smile and she stepped closer to Yang, almost touching the blonde fighter.

"You caused quite a bit of damage the last few times you were here. The boss wasn't pleased when he saw the costs of repairing the club. And we decided that you are going to repay that amount. Your sister is here to ensure you cooperate until everything is repaid, and help out when needed. You accrued quite a debt with us, and it is unreasonable to think you can repay that just by yourself."

Yang's fists shook with barely contained rage. She wanted to beat the arrogant smirk off Melanie's face so bad, but they had the perfect collateral to control her. She turned her head so she could see the stage, and looked at Ruby. Her eyes were closed, and a slight tremble went through her body. Miltia was still holding her gloved hand against her neck, and her other hand was still busying itself between Ruby's legs. The occasional moan or pant echoed through the booth. They were sounds Yang never wanted to hear from her sister, but she did, and she was more than experienced with sex to know where those sounds would lead to. She turned back to Melanie, and her voice was cold as ice.

"What do you want me to do?"

Melanie held up a metal collar she had procured from somewhere and held it out so Yang could take it.

"For starters, we want you to take this collar, and put it around your neck."

She looked at the collar, and her mind went blank. They wanted her to collar herself? Are they mad? Clearly, Yang's hesitation was seen as a sign of resistance, and Melanie spoke up again.

"It looks like blondie doesn't want to cooperate sis."

From the corner of her eye, yang saw Miltia press her claws just a bit harder against Ruby's neck, and the hand working her pussy began to increase its speed. Ruby's high-pitched wails and muffled moans filled the booth as a result, each one a tad higher than the previous one.

"Clock's ticking Yang. You know just as well as we do where this is going to end, and who knows how your little sister might injure herself in the throws of passion."

Yang closed her eyes and after a final resolute breath, took the collar, and slowly placed it around her neck. There was an audible *click* as the lock snapped shut, and Melanie had a full-on smirk that oozed superiority. She raised her hand to her earpiece.

"It's done."

A high-pitched wail blasted from the speakers, and Yang's now violet eyes snapped open as she turned to fully look at the stage. Miltia had thankfully removed her clawed hand from Ruby's neck, and just in time as well. The wail quickly turned into a long drawn-out moan and she saw Ruby's body shake violently as she came at the hand of Miltia.

"You see? Comply, and no one has to be hurt. In fact, I think your sister seems to enjoy her current situation. Now, back to you. Time to get started with working off your debt."