Hey there! Fay here! Thanks for being patient and following the story! Unfortunately, due to school and clubs, I've been unable to update it every week... so every 2 weeks should be fine . If i'm lucky, i'll be able to post one every week. I'm going on a trip next week, so with great luck, i'll have more time to write! I do hope everyone enjoys this story as much as i enjoy writing it... and i'm sorry this one is short, but trust me, i'm setting up for the next chapter~ I do apologize for not being able to upload faster... but I do hope you enjoy this! I've been thinking of doing a "Freezerburn Ask" where the characters of the apocalypse take their time from surviving to answer any comments you have at the end of each chapter! ^^ give me your feedback on it! Please enjoy!
Yang stalked quietly, her right arm around Weiss' hip. The groaning of Grimm behind them. "Hm… What do we do when we get to Atlas anyways?"
"Well… given we live, we would probably just wait in the protection of Atlas until this whole Grimm thing blows over. I mean, they're walking dead; won't they just decompose? Or starve?" The heiress replied, fixing the bag on her shoulder. Yang simply nodded, giving her words some thought.
The duo continued down the street. Up ahead, the Vale Bridge ran into the city.
"Your confidence in the Atlas Military is reassuring… I'm sure the troops they sent here are already clearing up Vale as we speak." The blonde scoffed. She had seen enough undead films to know that the military is always overrun.
Weiss shook her head in disbelief, her off centered ponytail swinging around. "I wouldn't be surprised if they are."
Up ahead, a group of figures moved together. They seemed too organized to be Grimm. One of them stopped and stood up, staring at the two. The figure was about 18 years of age. He had shiny blonde hair, about the same color as Yang's. He waved at him, clad in a black jacket and blue jeans.
"Should we… go see what he wants?" Yang asked her 'partner.'
"I guess… safety in numbers right?" Weiss replied, her eyes focusing on the blond boy.
With a nod, Yang hooked her hands under Weiss' legs, lifting her up and carrying her bridal style, walking toward the teen with a quicker pace, whilst trying not to attract any Grimm.
"Hey, glad you could make it to us. I'm Jaune." He happily greeted the two as they approached him. He quickly ushered the two toward the group of people ahead.
"I know who you are Jaune; you're that guy who tripped when he entered class." Yang spoke up, her lilac eyes meeting Jaune's light blue eyes.
"Y-yeah… Haha, forgot you were in my class, Yang."
The blonde nodded in Weiss' direction. "And this is..." "Oh, I know you, you're Weiss Schnee, the heir to the Schnee company. It is such an honor to meet you." Jaune cut in, a goofy grin on his face.
"The what?" Yang asked, her eyebrows furrowing, her eyes went to the silver-haired girl in her arms.
"Hey, can you guys keep quiet over there? We're trying to survive here you know…" A dark orange-haired boy called out from front of the group, seeming to act as the 'leader.'
"S-sorry Cardin…" Jaune apologized and sighed. Yang also knew who he was and his reputation was not exactly clean. He was known to be a douchebag, and flaunted it.
Yang gave Weiss a look that said 'This isn't over yet' and quietly followed Jaune, who moved up beside a boy with shiny black hair which extended into a long ponytail. He wore a green shirt and black pants, and seemed to be dying on the inside as Jaune approached him. Lie Ren, the 'Dark Horse', Yang recalled his name. He was an oriental transfer student that was ridiculously smart in class.
Weiss just sighed, still being carried by the brute. Her thoughts wandered to her family once again. Last she had heard, Winter had the day off of school to join their father on a tour of the business. She was surprised to find out that Yang hadn't known about her relation to the Schnee family. Maybe that was a good thing?
The group continued in relative silence, and Weiss had insisted that Yang let her down. With Cardin giving orders to stop, check around, and move slowly, Yang had to admit that Cardin was a great leader, and his charisma kept the group listening to him. The blond tried to reason with herself, saying that the group is a great way to survive, even though their 'leader' rubbed her the wrong way.
The boxer looked at the group and took a head count, and recorded 10 head with her and Weiss. Jaune, Ren, Cardin, and four others who were all boys. They seem to follow Cardin in awe. It almost looked more like a gang, given the other five guys were wearing gang paraphernalia such as bandanas, ripped denim vests, and torn up jeans.
It was strange; as the group neared Vale, they noticed more and more Grimm gathering. It was as if they were attracted to something there. With the sun setting and night falling, the Grimm seemed to be getting more and more erratic.
"Guys, we should stop and rest for the night… pick a car and lock it up… It'll have to do since sleeping out in the open is a death wish…" Cardin told the group quietly. They had gathered into an open mini-van and closed off the door, so they could speak in private.
"Sounds like a plan." Jaune agreed, he looked toward Ren. "Let's get a car together." He smiled, not realizing his comment sounded a bit suggestive. He realized it did when Ren brought up his right hand and smacked his own forehead, sighing as he did so.
"Well there's nine of us, so how about we split up five and four? Sky, Russell, and I can share a car with the two ladies. Jaune, Ren, Dove and the new guy can share a car." He nodded and crossed his arms over his chest, wearing a white tank top that was stained with the blood of the decaying they killed to get there. His jeans were equally covered in blood.
"Hold on now Cardin, let's think this through. Rather than five and four, how about the girls get their separate car, and we seven boys split up. It would make more sense to give the girls their privacy," Ren gave his suggestion, which both Yang and Weiss agreed to with a nod of their heads.
Cardin shot a glare at the dark haired boy and shook his head. "You don't get it do you. It's a man's job to protect the women, don't you know?"
Ren just shook his head. "They've both made it this far, and as far as I know, I'm sure Miss Yang could easily take care of herself." Yang just smiled, knowing that it was probably true.
Cardin just sighed, but then his face quickly lit up into a grin. "How about we take a vote?"
Instantly, Yang's face fell. She knew, that the votes would end up four to five, since Cardin and his goons were sticking together. Who knows what they would do to her and Weiss…
"All in favor of the girls getting their own car say 'I'" Cardin said as Jaune, Ren, Yang, and Weiss raised their hands. With a wince, Yang knew this is what it would end up as. Suddenly, the 5th boy of Cardin's gang raised his hand, making the vote five to four. The blond sighed in relief, though Weiss could probably figure out why. She simply voted because she prefered her privacy, especially not to a group of boys who want nothing more than to stare at her with lewd eyes.
Cardin grumbled at the new guy and sighed, acknowledging his defeat, he sent the girls to find a car, while the seven boys went off to discuss the grouping and the locations to sleep.
As the doors of the van slid open, the group took care to clear out the Grimm in the area. The boys used their knives to dispatch any of them quietly, and as their area was a bit more clear of Grimm, each group set out to find a car to sleep in. The groups were: Yang and Weiss, then Jaune, Ren, Sky, and finally, Cardin, Dove, Russell, and the new guy who said his name was Dylan.
Yang continued to help Weiss toward a small compact car, she figured Weiss could lay down in the back seat, and Yang could rest in the driver's seat. With careful and quiet maneuvering, the duo got to the car. Yang laid Weiss down in the back, who had no complaints, and then she slipped into the front seat, closing the doors and locking them for extra protection.
The two remained quiet, watching as the last of the sunset ticked down, and soon the sky was no longer a plethora of orange colors, but dark blue with the broken moon hanging above. Weiss wondered why the blond cared so much about her. As she thought about it, she started to be more thankful it was her she was with. Mustering up the courage to break the quiet atmosphere, Weiss simply said. "Thank you Yang."
Yang turned to the back to see Weiss laying on the seats and smiled. "No problem Ice Princess."
"Yang… my father is the owner of the Schnee Company… and I am their eldest child…" The heiress started. She wanted Yang to hear her story. "All my life, he has wanted me to take over the company. So from a young age… I was taught how to become a fine lady." She sighed softly. "But now none of that really matters now does it… The Grimm don't care if I can curtsey or know which fork and spoon to use at the dining table... " She paused for a bit. "I learned to loathe my father… He took away my childhood… every time a boy would approach me to be my friend, they would disappear the next day. Everyone in school became afraid of me. They thought the same would happen to them... So sadly I was very lonely… My father kept trying to marry me off to some rich man's son… I guess all I am is a walking business investment to my father…" She finished. Weiss felt a little better knowing that she got to tell someone her story.
"Well… I live with my mother, father and younger sister… They're all in Atlas for a business trip. I just hope they're okay… My father taught me how to fix things, and my mother was one bad ass… She played video games with me, taught me how to fight, and cook. I just wished she was my real mother…" She smiled softly. Weiss had caught on to what she meant, but stayed quiet. "Thank you Weiss… for not giving up on me." She smiled.
Weiss just blushed slightly and turned to face the back of the seats. She didn't want the doofus to see her like this. "Yeah yeah… whatever idiot…."
The heiress shivered as she felt a callused yet soft hand pat her head, and Yang chuckled.
"You alright there Weiss? You're feeling a bit… Weiss Cold"
Yang sat in the driver's seat, staring ahead at the bridge. The car was facing toward her home, and the Grimm would pass by slowly. She grumbled slightly and reached up to touch her stinging cheek, which had a red mark in the shape of a hand.
The blonde sighed and looked back at Weiss who was sleeping soundly. "G'night Ice Princess…"
Silence
"Night you brute…"
