Hello! Fayte here o.o just wanted to say congrats to me for writing my first fic, and contributing to the Freezerburn Fandom. Special shout out to SkiretehFox and DashingIceCream for some of the ideas, and check em out for more FreezerBurn goodness, now let's get it on!

PROLOGUE

"Yang! The zombies! Th-They're coming!"

"Just hold on! I'll keep them busy!"

Bang! Bang!

"Ugh damn it! Blake! There's too many!"

"Yang watch out!"

"Blake! No!"

Yang blinked at the screen as her character died, and the game over menu popped up, asking if she wanted to quit or restart. A loud sigh came out of her headphones.

"Darn, we died again." A slightly monotone voice rang out.

"Yeah, oh well Blake, at least we tried." The blonde replied, setting down her Ybox controller. "Let's take a Blake."

"Did you just…" Blake's voice trailed off, probably in shock of what Yang had just said.

"Yeah yeah, we'll play more Commercial Evil, just let me get some water." She smirked, proud of her little pun before removing her black and yellow headset and placing it down on the black leather couch, beside her controller.

The heat today was unbearable. Yang had to resort to dressing in a basketball jersey and her basketball shorts, and her long beautiful mane was tied up in a ponytail, it also helped to fit the headphones on her head.

Standing up and stretching her rather muscular legs, she walked over to the kitchen, grabbing a glass from the cupboard and pressing it against the water dispenser. Crystal clear water poured in a neat stream into the glass.

Her lilac eyes focused on a small yellow sticky note that read:

Dear Yang,

We're going on a trip with your sister Ruby to Atlas, so take care of yourself. Should be back in a week.

Love, Summer Rose

Yang sighed at the note. She had come home from work last night to an empty house, and just this note. Usually her lovely little sister would be rushing up to greet her, but not that night. For the first time in forever, she had slept on the bunk-bed alone.

The house was fairly small, and fit their small family. Three bedroom, 2 baths, and a connected living room, kitchen, and dining room. Yang Xiao Long spent most of her time in the living room, either playing games with her online friend Blake Belladonna, or lounging around and reading magazines. But if she wasn't doing either of those, then you would find her in the garage, working on her motorcycle, or getting a sweat in with her punching-bag.

She sighed softly and removed her glass from the dispenser, and lifted it up, tipping the edge to her lips and letting the liquid flow into her mouth. She then removed the glass with a breath of relief and carried it back to the living room, setting the glass on the wooden flooring before picking up her controller and headset.

"C'mon, I'll be Reon this time."

Weiss Schnee sighed softly, the cool air from the air conditioning blowing against her soft skin. She looked out of the tinted window of her family's white limousine, and she could make out small houses as she passed. She had just finished a singing recital and was in the process of driving back home, though the suburban street was somewhat unfamiliar to the road home, typically the outside towns of Atlas were much nicer, and more futuristic compared to this town.

"Sebastian, where are we going? I thought we were going home…" The heiress spoke out, her azure eyes looking toward the older driver.

"Well you see here Ms. Schnee, your father… requested that I was to escort you to the Winchester Estate which is in Vale, it seems you have a marriage meeting today..." Sebastian answered her slowly, the information was sensitive, and he knew why.

Weiss groaned. She hated how her father continued to think that he could control her life like this. If she had to take over the company, the least he could do was let her marry who she wanted. Her thoughts were cut short by sudden squealing, as the driver had stepped on the brakes suddenly. On that rural road, it appeared as if the traffic had suddenly became more dense.

Having been thrown from her seat due to the sudden stop, Weiss picked herself up off the velvet floor of the limousine, and peered over the driver's shoulder. "Ugh... This is the road leading to the bridge into Vale, why is it so blocked up?" Weiss asked. True enough, a long line of cars extended from the city, over the bridge, and to where they were stopped.

The two looked on, watching as military choppers from Atlas came flying in toward Vale. They knew something had happened, and it wasn't good.

"What do you think happened?" Weiss asked, her eyes transfixed on the multiple helicopters overhead.

"I don't know Ms. Schnee… but whatever it is, it's going to be huge…" He commented, his hands gripping the wheel.

Weiss moved to the back of the car and sighed. "If… you hear anything, wake me up… I don't know if I can stand this traffic… i'm sure it's just nothing to worry about…" She said. The heiress gently laid a glove hand across her pale, unblemished face, before laying it back down neatly in her lap. Her light blue dress seeming to sparkle. Weiss seemed calm, but deep down, Weiss couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible was about to unfold.

CHAPTER 1

"Hey Yang? Something big is going on, give me a minute." Blake said over Yang's headphones. "Let's pause for a bit."

"Yeah sure Blake." She responded, pressing the pause button on her controller. The blonde set down her controller and sighed, grabbing her glass of water from the floor. The glass had a coating of condensation around it, feeling cool to her touch, but it also left a ring of water on the floor, which Yang silently cursed herself for having not used a coaster. She took a drink from the glass, letting the cool water refresh her thirst.

A sudden honk from a car horn caught Yang's attention, causing her to peer out the window on the front of the house, overlooking the street. A long line of cars filled the street, and particularly, one white limousine was caught among them.

"What's going on…?" She thought out loud, removing her headphones and standing from the couch. With water in hand, she approached the window to inspect the traffic. Sure enough, the cars lined up all the way across the bridge to Vale. "This road never sees traffic… I wonder what's going on…?"

The blonde turned to the TV, a message popped up on the game screen saying 'NinjaKitty has logged off'. "I guess Blake must have been busy…" She grabbed the remote off the couch and entered in the numbers for the Vale News channel, hoping to see what was going on.

A news reporter stood somewhere in the middle of downtown Vale. The scene behind her, was pure and utter chaos. People were running in all directions, screaming, running over each other just to get away from… something. Through the screams of the people, Yang looked at the main headline that read:

GRIMM VIRUS OUTBREAK TURNS DEAD INTO LIVING.

"Oh… you have got to be kidding me…" The blonde stared hard at the TV screen. Surely this was a joke right? Living dead weren't real, just a fictional horror story. But her eyes wandered over to the city of Vale. It seemed very normal, if it weren't for the long lines of traffic, and the Atlas helicopters flying in.

Atlas would never usually be seen in Vale. Vale was peaceful enough, Atlas was the capital of Remnant, and headquarters to the Remnant Defense Army, who mobilized in cases of riots or terrorist attacks. But if they were responding to say… a zombie outbreak, then Yang wasn't imagining things.

"This is wrong… so very wrong…" She grimaced, pressing herself against the window to stare at Vale, hoping to see that it was not what she had seen on the news.

Weiss was awoken to the sudden sounds of yelling. People passed by the tinted windows in a frenzy. Her attention was turned to the front of the limo, hoping Sebastian had answers for her. "Sebastian?!" She called out.

The heiress got up from her seat, and crouched over to the front of the vehicle, but no one was there. Sebastian was gone.

"Wh-what's going on?!" She asked herself, going into a bit of a panic. Her driver was missing, and people were running amok outside, screaming and yelling. They seemed to be running in the direction opposite of Vale.

Weiss returned to the back of the limo and tried to open the door, but a soon as she tried, people pushed and shoved their way past the car, and slammed the door shut, trapping her in it.

She groaned and looked around the limo for other means of exit, until her azure eyes caught sunlight streaming onto the drivers seat. There was a sun roof. The heiress got to work quickly, moving back to the front of the limo and looking at the controls, her mind racing as she grabbed a lever and pulled it down. Sure enough, the sun roof retracted, allowing an opening at the top of the limo. But as the screen moved, Weiss could hear the screams of the people running as clear as day, instead of being muffled from being inside the car.

She climbed through the opening and was given a full view of the world around her, and finally, she could see what everyone was running from. Corpses, with horrendous wounds, wounds that would seem fatal, but, they were still moving.. They caught people running away and bit into their flesh. Weiss was horrified. Her instinct was to run. Follow the crowd, and run, as fast as she could.

Not wasting any more time, Weiss pulled herself onto the roof of the limo and jumped off the side. By this time, the amount of people running had thinned out a bit and she had been able to jump off without hitting anyone.

Her heels clacked when she hit the floor, and instantly, she fell to the right, onto the road. A sharp pain had shot through her ankle. She looked down at what it was, and to her horror, her right heel had broken. Causing her to fall.

The heiress winced in pain, her hands reaching down to touch her ankle, hoping that it wasn't broken, but she couldn't tell. But something bothered her even more.

The corpses were moving closer and closer to where she would be, and everyone had already cleared the area, scattering in every direction. She tried her best to crawl, but the pain in her ankle was unbearable. Her senses were in overload, she didn't want to die, not here.

Weiss froze in the middle of trying to crawl to the curb of the road, when a shadow was cast over her. The sounds of groaning emanating very closely. She slowly turned her head to see a corpse towering over her, it reeked of decay and blood.

"N-no way…" She whimpered. The heiress felt tears forming at the corners of her azure eyes.

"Eat this!" A sudden voice shouted, followed by a cracking noise. Weiss slowly opened her eyes, watching the corpse fall onto the road with a thud. "Are you okay? Can you stand?" The voice asked.

The heiress looked up, seeing bright blond hair, and lilac colored eyes. She had a bat in her right hand hand, and her left hand extended toward Weiss, offering her help.

She shook her head. "I… I can't walk.. I think I broke my ankle…" The pain was still there, but it wasn't very bad as it initially was.

Suddenly she felt herself being lifted into the air. The mysterious stranger had carried her bridal style. She had the biggest grin on her face as she ran toward a house, a few more corpses trailing behind them.

Yang quickly opened the door to her home and took one big step in, using her right leg to kick the door close. Moving quickly, she dropped the white-haired girl onto her couch and ran to lock the door, using both the bolt lock and the door lock, and propping a stool against the door, hoping it would hold.

Taking a deep breath and peering through the peephole, she watched as the zombies move down the road, pursuing whatever survivors were left.

"Well then, that was quite the rescue huh?" Yang said with a small laugh. In truth, she was shaking like a leaf.

Yang watched in horror as the white haired girl climb out of the limo. She thought she would be able to take care of herself, but as soon as she collapsed, she knew something was wrong, and she had to help her. With the wooden bat she left on the driveway, she smashed the zombie's face in. In her mind, she was playing another video game, then on instinct, she picked up the damsel in distress and brought her home. Yang still didn't know why she did it...

"Sorry about that… I should… probably look at that ankle…" The blonde started, trying not to make the atmosphere awkward. She moved over to where the girl was sitting, and kneeled in front of her, tending to her ankle, removing her heels at the same time. "Does the pretty face have a name?"

The girl seemed to eye her over cautiously before answering. "W-Weiss. Weiss Schnee."

"Weiss huh? Well Weiss, i'm Yang Xiao Long." She chuckled, inspecting the swelling around her ankle. "And don't worry, it isn't broken, just sprained."

The news seemed to cause her to sigh in relief. "Thank goodness. I thought it was broken… Wait, how could you tell? Are you even a doctor?" Weiss questioned.

"Nope, i'm an athlete. I can tell a broken bone from a sprain." Yang replied, standing up and walking toward the kitchen, looking for the medical tape.

"What are those... things outside?" She questioned further, referring to the corpse her blond savior had just dispatched.

"Well, when I was watching the news, they said it came from the Grimm Virus… so I guess they're called Grimm." the blonde replied, picking out the medical tape and walking over to the injured girl, kneeling back down and wrapping up her ankle tightly.

"Thank you for this… but I can assure you I had that situation all under control." Weiss said, looking away.

"If you mean dying is your way of having things 'under control,' then you've got a problem." She smirked and looked up at her, lilac eyes meeting azure.

Weiss just scrunched her eyebrows together and looked down at the blonde. "You're such a brute, maybe I could teach you a thing or two about being a lady."

"And maybe I can teach you something useful like how to properly thank someone for saving your life." Yang retorted. She stood up and walked over to the window. The sun was still shining brightly, and the Grimm were still walking about.

"You have any ideas on where to go? Based on your clothing, and what you were riding in, it's clear you're not from Vale." She turned around from the window, facing Weiss.

"Hmph, any brute would be able to see that for miles. I'm from Atlas." The white haired girl answered, her arms crossed in front of her chest.

Yang was beginning to regret helping her. She hadn't realized she would be so… stuck up. "Well you're in luck, my family's in Atlas, so we'll make our way there. And why are you here in Vale anyways?"

"Wait, we? Sorry, but you may have saved me, but you're still a stranger to me, I'm not going anywhere with you. I'm fine on my own, and to answer your question, I was attending a singing recital at Beacon academy." She smirked.

Yang's eyebrow twitched. This girl was really getting on her nerves. "If you're fine, I want to see you walk out of here right now." She said, pointing to the front door.

"In fact, I will!" Weiss answered back. Using her hands, she pushed herself off the black leather couch and tried to stand. The extra weight on her ankle made the pain course through her leg, causing it to buckle, and she fell forward, landing on the hardwood floor, her face red with embarrassment.

"See! You aren't fine at all!" Yang almost shouted, walking around the couch to help her.

"Stop! Stop right there! Don't you dare come any closer you brute!" She yelled, keeping her face hidden from Yang. "Just… leave me alone…" She didn't want to show her tears and embarrassment. She was a Schnee, and she didn't need to be seen like that.

Yang just sighed. Shaking her head, she turned around, but froze. The Grimm were surrounding her house, as if they were attracted to the yelling Weiss made. They were pounding on the door and windows, groaning loudly, as if to attract more.

"Wh-what's that no-" Weiss was cut off by Yang making a shushing noise.

"The Grimm are attracted to noise somehow… keep it down…" She whispered loud enough for Weiss to hear. She needed a way to get out of the neighborhood quickly, and a light bulb went off in her head.

She tiptoed into her room, and grabbed her athletic bag and school bag, dumping out the contents. The blonde began sifting through her closet, trying to pick out apparel that would be effective in their situation. Her mind was racing, thinking of all the undead movies, games, and stories she'd read, hoping that knowledge would be put to good use here. She packed a few clothes for even the 'Ice Queen' who was still laying in her living room. Yang chuckled to herself, having thought of the nickname.

After filling up her backpack with clothes, she grabbed her athletic bag and walked into back into the living room, surprised to see Weiss had managed to get herself off the floor, and into a sitting position. She had her head turned toward the windows, and the Grimm seemed to have wandered away.

Yang began filling the bag with bottles of water, canned goods, and any snacks she could find. thankfully, Summer had been nice enough to buy Yang all kinds of snacks before she left on her vacation.

Yang was glad Weiss had finally calmed down, and proceeded to look through the kitchen, grabbing the largest knife she could find, and placed it into her bag. "Ice Princess, tell me now, are you coming with me to Atlas, or staying."

No answer.

She sighed and walked over to the front door, grabbing the bat she had dropped earlier and returned to the kitchen, shouldering her backpack and athletic bag, she opened the door in the kitchen leading to the garage, her motorcycle, Bumblebee, was parked in the middle, waiting for her.

The blonde opened up the seat compartment and stuffed her backpack into it, removing her helmet beforehand and closing the seat. In her head, she just couldn't stop thinking about the girl sitting in her living room. She saved her, so shouldn't she be grateful? She sighed and got onto the bike.

"Don't… leave without me you brute…" Yang heard from behind her. She turned to see Weiss holding onto the door frame with her right hand, and keeping her right foot suspended.

Yang couldn't help but smile, walking over to her and gently putting a helmet on her head. "Okay Ice Princess, let's go." She offered her hand to the white haired girl, as though she was a knight.

Weiss took her hand, feeling her callused hands, in contrast to her own smooth skin. "Let me get one thing straight… I'm not doing this because I need you or anything.. I just… don't know my way around Vale so i'm letting you guide me." She said defiantly.

"Whatever you say Ice Queen." Yang grinned, handing Weiss the athletic bag and helping her get on before she got on herself. She slipped her own helmet over her head and pressed the button on the garage door remote. As the steel door raised, Yang kick-started the motorcycle. She felt dainty arms wrap around her waist and she chuckled. "Hang on tight."