Once again, much apologies for such a long wait D: The trip was so busy i had no time to write Dx but here we are! Still going strong ^^ I will continue to try to keep posting every 2 weeks, but with so much things coming, up, I will keep trying. It's not that I don't have ideas, it's the time to write D: Still, please comment, it helps me very much ^^ Enjoy!


Yang's eyes fluttered upon awakening, her lilac irises darting from side to side, trying to remember her surroundings. A sigh escaped her lips when she remembered she was still in the abandoned car. The blonde turned over her right shoulder, peeking at the girl in white, the dawn light reflecting off her clear skin. A knock on the window broke her thoughts, so she popped the lock and opened the door, seeing Jaune waving at her.

"Hey morning Yang, Cardin says we're going to start moving soon, just thought I'd give you a head's up." He smiled, tapping the top of the car with his fingers before moving away and heading toward direction of Vale.

The blonde decided it would be best to wake up Snow White. She turned over her right shoulder, reaching out and shaking Weiss' shoulder, her pale skin cool to touch. The heiress stirred in her sleep, yawning and stretching the back seat, although the stretching looked awkward in Yang's eyes due to the limited space of the back seat. The Ice Princess slowly opened her eyes halfway, still in a dream-like state.

"3 sugars 2 creamers please Sebastian..." She mumbled. "Then return in 15 minutes..." The heiress finished, her eyes closed once more. Yang couldn't help but smile. She decided against it and stepped out of the car, getting a good stretch herself, and not being limited to the driver's seat. With the sun warming up her body, she turned to face her old home, but her eyes widened in horror at what she saw.

Weiss groaned as she woke up, slowly moving into a seated position. She felt irritated that Sebastian hadn't woken her up, or that she couldn't smell the coffee that he should be brewing. But then it hit her, she was not in her bed, or at home. She was in the car Yang had picked out to sleep in. The heiress sighed, noticing that Yang wasn't there in the front seat, but calmed a bit when she saw the idiot standing outside, stretching. She tried moving her ankle, and came to see that the pain was almost non-existent, so taking a chance, she opened the passenger door and stepped out, holding on to the car door for support.

"Hey brute, what are you doing?" She called out, having noticed that Yang stopped stretching, and was now staring off in to the distance with a dropped jaw. With no response, Weiss drew a sigh and traced her gaze, and was surprised. In the distance, was a horde of Grimm, shuffling toward their direction. The heiress estimated at least a few hundred of the undead, the sun's rays showing more and more in the distance.

"Y-Yang! We have to go now!" She bit her lower lip and walked over to her, shaking her shoulder. "We have to go now!"

The blonde was shaken from her trance, nodding grimly, although she was a bit surprised to see Weiss standing.

"Do you need any help? Are you okay?" She asked Weiss, then looking back at the group. Jaune, Ren, Cardin, Sky, (don't forget the others) We're casually getting ready. It seemed as if no one had seen the horde coming.

"I'm fine! Let's go Yang, now!" The heiress quietly urged. The large group of infected were far off, but they all knew one loud noise could send all of them surging forward like a flash flood of diseased flesh.

"Alright!" Yang sighed. Her movements became rushed. She ran to the car, grabbing the backpack and the athletics bag, but something caught her eye. Due to their tired nature, Yang failed to see it. A brown leather wallet laid on the dashboard. Hesitantly, she reached out and picked it up. Yang's heart thumped in her chest. She had never stolen before, but she was curious to see what's inside. 'I'm just looking...' She told herself. The blonde unfolded the wallet, and seen various credit cards, an ID card with the name (name here), and a stack of credits.

"Wow... imagine what I could buy with that..." She gasped to herself. Yang had a job, but it was more for volunteer work, she was never paid. Her father would give her an allowance, but she would typically spend it on treats and parties with her friends.

"You know, that amount couldn't even get you dinner at my house." Weiss chimed in. Yang had taken a tad bit too long for the heiress, so she opened up the other side of the car and peered in to see Yang drooling over a wallet like the idiot she was.

The cold comment by Weiss snapped Yang out of her trance. She sighed and tossed the wallet on to the back seat. Money probably had no value here anymore. She passed the duffel bag over to Weiss, figuring it was lighter. "There's a knife in there. If worse comes to worse, just take it out, and aim for the head." She instructed, picking up the wooden bat as well.

With their gear safely back in their possession, the duo headed over to the group. Cardin was already laying out the plans. "Ah, I see you two have made it, good. Well we're about to start heading out. I was thinking we could start to loot the cars while we move, considering they haven't been looted already." He finished. "Once we get to Vale, we should split up, and head for family, friends, etcetera." Everyone nodded to the plan, though it was pretty easy to see who would be grouping up after the split.

"I don't think we should be looting. If you want to live, I suggest we run to Vale as fast as possible. There's a ton of Grimm coming our way, and unless you want to have a grim death I su-OW! ... I suggest we skip the looting and move. Not to mention stealing is wrong..." Yang rubbed her hip, standing beside a fuming Weiss. She noted the stare of distasteful Cardin gave her, and it made her smile a bit.

"Stealing? Wrong? Who cares! The world is ending, and if I find a gun in one of those cars I'm keeping it. Besides, those walking dead shuffle slower than my grandma." Cardin countered.

"And when attracted to sound, they can come at you faster than the girls that run away from Cardin." Yang smirked, watching the burnt orange-haired boy glared at her. Jaune and Ren couldn't help but let out a small laugh.

"Fine, whatever. Let's just get moving then. I hope you can keep up Yang." Cardin challenged. Everyone started picking up their belongings and started toward Vale. Yang and Weiss followed suit.

"That was very good Yang." Ren smiled at her, and Jaune nodding from beside him.

"Yeah, well, he really gets on my nerves, it's about time someone stood up to him." She stretched out her arm, holding on to Weiss' shoulder, since she still had to get used to walking.

The march over the bridge didn't take as long as they thought. They proceeded quickly, keeping up a steady pace. The trek was a quiet one, save for Jaune's small talk. The amount of undead seemed to be straining, but they soon realized, that the closer they got to Vale, the more dead bodies there were on the floor.

"Huh… someone let the bodies hit the floor…" Yang commented as they passed a few more.

Weiss was doing surprisingly okay during the march. Soon she was walking on her own, which she was thankful for. Having been cared for by the brute had a strange effect on her heart.

Cardin stayed true to his word, and not looting the group kept moving, the sun slowly rising over the horizon. Soon enough, the entrance into Vale was in sight. However, they were surprised to see a crowd of people in front of a few Atlas Riot vehicles.

"C'mon, let's go check it out." Cardin ordered, hurrying the group toward the blockade.

The crowd was being held back by the Atlas blockade, the groans of protest were heard. Soon, a loudspeaker crackled to life, and an Atlas soldier stood on the hood of one of the cars, addressing the crowd. "Vale is now under Martial Law, you are to follow our instructions. We are now not accepting any more people. Please leave now."

The cries of protests rang out, each one about their families or having no place to go. Even Cardin and his gang decided to join in.

Yang, Weiss, Jaune and Ren watched as the dark orange-haired boy jumped on to the hood of a car, pointing a finger at the riot officer.

"What do you know about anything?! You think the military can hold back these things? These people have almost nothing more to lose, and the safety of themselves or their families is their greatest concern! If we have to go through you, then damn right we will!" Cardin shouted.

The crowd erupted in cheers and angry roars, and the officer shot his pistol into the air, trying to silence them. At the same time, the blockade increased. The riot teams set up with their shields, getting in line. They all seem to be carrying a kind of canister.

"Tear gas… they're going to use tear gas…" Ren muttered from under his breath. Yang felt her muscles tighten up slightly.

"T-tear gas?" She asked, having an idea what he may say. Ren just shook his head, and visibly bit his lower lip.

Suddenly, someone screamed, and the sounds of groaning, and slapping on steel was heard through the morning air. Yang knew it. The gunshots, the yelling… the sounds…

The Grimm were here, and everything rushed forward. The crowd, the people, the Grimm. All at once.

People were pushing over and climbing over the shield wall, desperate to get away. Screams, and desperate groans as people kicked, pushed, and beat their way over. Then there would be the constant screams of death, as the undead took down those in the back.

Yang shut out everything. It was as if everything slowed down. She grabbed Weiss' hand and dragged her into the fray. Fists, elbows, weapons, everything came flailing around. The boxer was sturdy, taking the hits, but she was certain there would be no escaping without wounds.

Then Yang saw it. The thick white smoke that suddenly erupted near the front of the wall. She thought she could hear Ren's voice, shouting something, but she couldn't hear. She heard nothing. All that mattered was not dying here. She needed her sister, her mother, even Weiss. She didn't want to leave. Not yet. So she barreled straight through, into the smoke.

Pain. That was the first thing that registered when she ran into it. Her eyes stung, and her mouth and nose was filled with the most nauseating thing she had ever experienced. But she kept pushing. Yang shut her eyes and pushed on. Using her free hand to stiff arm anyone in her way. She felt something cold and flat against her outstretched hand. The riot shield.

She screamed, and finally, everything, the screams of the crowd joined her ears, in an ear shattering noise. The fear, the pain, the desperation. All of it. She could hear it all. Yang pulled Weiss closer to her body, placing both of her hands on her waist, and out of all of her leftover strength, she lifted her up, and threw her, hopefully over the riot shield. Her last attempt to save someone. Her lungs burned, being filled with the tear gas. Another burst of adrenaline. She pushed forward with her shoulder, hoping to knock down the shield, but instead she threw herself into open air. Her eyes were still closed, not able to see with the gas still hanging in the air, but something happened to the soldier, he wasn't there anymore.

"YANG!" A scream pierced the air, one that she knew all too well. She opened up her eye just a smidge, and she blurrily saw Weiss, a hand reaching out toward her. But behind Weiss, was something that chilled her even more than the sounds of the Grimm ripping apart flesh. A blend of pink, brown, white, and when her vision cleared for just a second, a smirk.