It has been too long my dear fellow readers ^^ but here it is... the hastily written... trash chapter! Nonetheless, this is the latest chapter and I'm glad i could continue this story. Huge shoutout to all those people commenting to write more, and to that one user on DeviantArt who linked my story onto Skire's work O.O the zombie pictures that started it all! I hope you all continue to enjoy this story, as usual, I love criticism (constructive) and reviews! All reviews are fuel for me to continue ^^ I do hope that you all look forward to the future chapters, as this story may pick up with the upcoming Walking Dead newest season, oh, and RWBY season 3! Check onto my Tumblr at Faytestar for any story updates~ take care!
Yang cracked open an eye, the morning rays were bright as the sun rose over the city line. A shadowy silhouetted figure stood in Yang's vision with an umbrella in one hand. The figure had darkened colors of pink, white and blue. It featured a very feminine height, long colorful hair, and a curved figure, Yang figured it was a female. As Yang's vision focused she could make out an eerie smirk on the female's face. When she blinked to try to see better, the girl vanished. Yang could feel shivers go down her spine. That girl gave Yang the thought of a black cat… bad luck.
"Who… is that…?" Yang said groggily, her head slightly hurt and her hair was sticking up in all sorts of places. She tried to move her body, but felt a light weight on her left side. Turning her head as best she could, she spotted the white haired heiress slumped against her, head resting on her shoulder. The blonde smiled and gently patted her soft pale cheek. "Weiss, wake up. It's morning."
Weiss' eyes fluttered awake, looking around at her surroundings before yawning widely, and giving a long stretch by putting her arms up in the air and clasping her hands together. "I'll… take a double… shot coffee…." She said half asleep, her white hair was also in a mess, a cowlick where her bangs should be.
The brawler could help but chuckle, at this point, she seemed almost like her sister, and Yang wondered if that's why she cared so much about her, the feeling of family. She noticed that Lie Ren and Jaune were nowhere to be seen, and she figured they went their separate ways. With a sigh, Yang got up, seeing as to how Weiss wasn't leaning against her anymore. She felt as though she needed to wake up her legs, having slept in a seated position.
"Where's Jaune…? And Lie Ren?" The heiress asked, rubbing her eyes. She sighed and groaned when she realized where she is. "Gross… I hate this… I miss my bed… my clothes… my coffee…" She grumbled and stood up, stretching out her legs. Weiss was instantly reminded of her dream, and she stopped complaining. "Maybe this isn't as bad as home…"
"Hm? What was that Ice Princess?" Yang asked, turning to face the girl, her right hand pulling at her left elbow behind her head in a stretch. The blonde couldn't forget her morning stretches, it was also a time she used to think about what to do next. The world was falling apart, and losing your head is a major no-no.
"Nothing... Just nothing." she responded coldly. Weiss went to Yang's bag and pulled out an unopened bottle of water, twisting the cap off and sipping the slightly warmed liquid to quench her thirst. "So what now? Aren't we supposed to go to the harbor?" She asked, looking around for anything that looks remotely like a ship.
"Yeah, you're right Ice Princess." The blonde brawler picked up her duffel bag, having stuffed her clothes and a few weapons, a knife and a SWAT baton into it, the water bottles and food were stuffed into a black and blue backpack, which Yang also carried. She didn't mind, it was like weights to her. "Come on, we should go this way to the harbor."
"Hey wait up! Don't go without us!" Came a voice, and quickly approaching steps signaled in Jaune, panting as he bent over and placed his hands on his knees, looking up at the white and yellow duo. "S-sorry, Ren and I were just looking around the area…" He tried to manage, speaking in between heavy breaths. Sure enough, Ren came up behind him, walking normally with the SWAT baton swinging from his hip. "Yes, we were scouting. Apparently everyone is trying to get on the boats to Atlas… The military however has closed down the ports… I don't think Atlas is here to help us… just quarantine."
"Quarantine?" Yang asked, trying to figure out what that meant. "Oh like when you're sick, they leave you in a room." Weiss sighed and placed her palm against her forehead. "Yes, it basically means to separate, isolate, segregate." She told the blonde, who still didn't seem to grasp her words. "Ugh… Detention."
"Oh! Detention. Right." She nodded. "I always had detention because i-so-late…. ouch!" She yelped as she lifted her foot from under Weiss's shoe, which was actually Ruby's, Yang's younger sister's shoe, a red colored converse with a high top and white laces.
"Nonetheless, I'm sure they will let me on, my Father practically runs Atlas." Weiss stated as a matter of fact. She looked toward the cringing Yang, then at Jaune and Ren. "Though I don't know if you guys will be allowed on board…" She made a face of uncertainty.
"Either way, let's make our way out of here… the harbor should be…." Yang was cut off as the sounds of rapid fire gunshots rang out from behind them. She whipped around to face the sounds in time to see the Beacon defense force retreating, assault rifles in arms and their black armor standing out in the morning sun, a crowd of steady moving Grimm were following them. Many fell to the floor, as each shot hit it's mark, but more and more of the horde came, the barricade had fallen.
"Shit! We need to get out of here!" Yang shouted instinctively, grabbing Weiss by the hand and running down the streets, Ren and Jaune followed suit, their shoes scraping against the sidewalk as the Grimm overran the soldiers, their combined groans and growling, grabbing at the fallen soldiers and biting through their armor, the death screams of each man filling the air. Anyone who was not at the harbor was certainly running there now, as are the gang.
"Yang! Slow down! If everyone is gathered at the harbor, that's where all the Grimm is going! We need to find shelter!" Weiss yelled out as she struggled to keep up with the Brawler. Yang must have heard, because she slowed down, panting slightly as she looked at a nearby store, From Dust Till Dawn. "Let's go!" Yang ordered, pulling Weiss toward the store. The heiress attempted to protest about the blonde pulling her along like a ragdoll, but she tried her best to keep up, when she turned to look at the horde, they were much closer than she thought, grabbing at any living person, the screams of the few rang out through the morning air, and she knew they could be next.
"We need to barricade the doors!" The brawler shouted, Jaune and Ren went to work, grabbing any shelves they could move against the glass door. Yang quickly took inventory of the store, beautiful gems and crystals lined the shelves and inside the display cases, but nothing particularly useful for their survival, then she noticed it, a man in the back of the store, a bag in hand, crouching down.
Jaune must have noticed him as well, because he waved toward him. "H-Hey there! Are you alright?" He asked. The man said nothing, just stared at them with a strange look in his eyes, the Grimm were still chasing down the survivors outside.
"We're not bitten… we're friendly." Ren added in, standing beside Jaune. Finally, the guy stood up, and they could clearly see he was tall, wearing a black jacket and a dark green inside shirt, his pants were dark and baggy, revealed sticking out from the waist of his pants was a silver magnum with a black handle. "Yeah? Well then, keep outta my business…" He growled, his voice low. He had black hair and lightly tanned skin, turning around and grabbing at the jewels of the shelves and sticking them into his bag.
"Th...that guy is stealing…" Jaune whispered to the group, he appeared brave, but his hands were shaking, as well as his voice. Ren was just quiet, avoiding eye contact with the man and watching the Grimm horde pass by the store. Weiss was still trying to catch her breath, leaning against the wall by the door. Yang was simply, keeping an eye on the man, she suspected he was dangerous, or at least, unstable.
The guy stood up and looked at the group, a grin across his face. He walked over to Ren and Jaune and put his arms around their shoulders, pulling them close. Jaune could smell the putrid stench emanating from his clothes, his breath smelt strongly of booze. "You guy are bangin' these chicks right?"
Jaune could feel his face go flush with red, and he found his eyes drawn toward Weiss, but he quickly looked away. "Ah… n-no…" He said nervously, the man brought back memories of Cardin's bullying.
Ren simply shook his head, his distaste for the man was evident on his face, and he knew that if he had relationships with women, a certain friend of his would make his life a living hell.
"Ah well then, you won't mind if I sampled them would ya?" He grinned, revealing that some of his teeth were missing. Jaune shuddered in worry. The man pulled out his gun and aimed it directly at Yang. "Hey you there lady… that's a nice rack…"
The blonde brawler looked straight at him and frowned. "Rack? Actually, I think you're looking at a shelf." She patted the shelf blocking the door. Were there no gun, Weiss would have definitely kicked the dunce again, but instead her face was with disbelief, thinking she would get them killed.
The man laughed loudly, and sure enough, a few of the Grimm turned to the store and started banging on the glass doors, blocked by the shelves. "You've got balls lady." He chortled.
Yang's mind was racing, did she actually managed to diffuse the situation? Or…. "Hehe… Yeah, I've got balls alright." The blonde chuckled sheepishly, giving a casual smile.
Weiss couldn't believe that Yang actually managed to calm him down, so she relaxed a little, leaning back until her butt rested against the wall, leaning on it for support. Ren was still under the man's arm, and he look like he would gag from smelling his under arm odors. The man himself kept quiet as the Grimm filled the streets outside, making it unsafe to escape for now.
"Yang… what now? How do we…" Weiss was trying to ask a question but the blonde placed a hand on her head, and winking to her, the snow haired female understood and looked down. She didn't want the man to know what they were doing, or where they were going, he could not be trusted. Yang didn't want to hide anything, but the situation is dire. This man was apparently a danger to them. She turned her attention to the streets of Grimm and looked onward, thinking of the back roads that led to the harbor.
Suddenly Yang heard a crash and the shattering of glass. As she turned around, her vision was filled with the man's face, a sickening grin on his face as he lunged toward Weiss, Ren was nowhere to be found and Jaune was too surprised to act.
Weiss screamed out but was suddenly quieted as the man's hand went to her mouth, forcefully. She felt her head hit the wall from his hand against her mouth and she winced, her hands pushed out to push him away, but all she could do nothing against his weight as she forced himself on her.
Yang herself lunged, and tackled the man into a shelf, the falling of the jewels scattered on the floor as she was atop the man. Before she could act again, the man pushed her right in the stomach and threw her back, winding her. She tried to stand, but winced as she felt her scalp sting as the man grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up, tears welled up in her eyes as he punched her, and she could feel the stinging on the right side of her lip, blood pouring from her mouth.
She heard a frantic scream and forced her right eye open as Weiss stabbed the man in his hip, the knife handle protruding from his coat and crimson red spreading around his green shirt and coat. Yang felt her hair released as she fell to the floor, forcing her head back to watch the man attack Weiss again, he pulled out a small switchblade and approached the snow princess, whom backed herself up against the wall, her eyes wide as saucers in horror. Jaune was nowhere to be seen as well, and neither was Ren. "Probably ran off…" she thought. But… Weiss. She needed to help Weiss. If only… if only…!
"Get…. OFF HER!" Ren came out from the corner of Yang's eye and swung his SWAT baton, hitting him square in the face, his hand went up and the blade nicked Weiss' face, causing her to instantly placed her hands on her face. Yang could see the blood oozing through the cracks in her fingers, and it set her off. The blonde could feel her vision turning red, her body heating up like a sauna. Ren was continuously dealing blow after blow on the man's body as he backed up, the stinging of the weapon really having an effect, but he retaliated with a shoulder bash, shoving Ren onto the floor. Yang could see that there was class cuts all over his face, and his shirt was stained red. She couldn't believe someone could do this! People are dying from Grimm all around, yet the thing most detrimental to humankind was themselves? Yang forced herself up, her body burning up and her vision blurring with anger. As the man was over Ren, pounding into his face, she grabbed her bat leaning against the wall and swung down on the man's head. There was a sickening crack as the wooden bat cracked his skull, and he fell to the side with a heavy thud.
Yang panted and dropped the bat, falling to her knees beside Weiss, her shaking hands went to the snow princess' shoulders and all she could hear was the sobbing coming from her. Yang didn't want to know, yet she also wished to know what happened to her. The blood stopped oozing, but a great amount of it was on her skirt, having trailed down her left arm. "Weiss… it…. it's okay…." Yang said in between her breaths, her mouth hurt, and her jaw felt like it was dislocated. The taste of her own blood bitter on her tongue. Weiss' sobs continued, but she slowly pulled her hands from her face, and she looked up at Yang. To her horror, the man had nicked her eye, a gash of blood on her cheek, leading up to her eyebrow and some, by some miracle, it only hit her skin, her eyelid had no scar, so her eye would be fine hopefully.
But the victory was short lived. The banging of more and more Grimm on the glass windows of the store grew in volume, and Yang knew that once that glass broke, this would be it. All of their effort, all of their running, would come to an end. She looked to Ren, who was on the floor, breathing heavily, his face bruised, and Jaune was kneeling beside him, treating him with some clothes from his backpack, wiping up his blood. Weiss was still on her knees, her left hand placed against the left side of her face where the cut was. Would all this pain be for nothing once the Grimm got in? She just killed someone, someone living, and the thought hit her. But it didn't matter. It was him, or them, but the pain of the decision weighed heavily in her mind. She knew what she had to do.
She stood up and walked over to the man, grabbing the magnum from his waist. Yang was glad he didn't decide to use it, or else they could all might as well be dead. If every zombie movie she watched was real, then she had one option. She didn't want her friends to turn. Especially not Weiss. She looked down at the silver magnum in her hand and she thumbed the hammer and it clicked into place. This was their salvation now.. This was their way out.
"No way… You aren't…" Jaune looked up at Yang, his eyes trained on the gun in her hand. "There has to be a way!" He spoke out loud. The blonde brawler just kept her eyes on the floor. "Jaune… look out there… the Grimm are just about ready to bash in here and eat us for dinner. heck, they'll be eating us from dust till dawn…." She said, having punned without even realizing it. A sharp pain in her shin caused her to wince, and the sight of Weiss staring at her with her good eye, with her left foot extended caused her to chuckle. "Dunce…" The Heiress said quietly. If their deaths were to happen in a few seconds, Yang would be happy to do so with them. But she wouldn't. She still hasn't seen her family, she still hasn't gotten to introduce Weiss to Ruby. But will any of that come true? Will any of that happen? Yang chuckled with tears in her eyes, and words choked her back. She wanted to say something, but what? What could she do?
As Yang looked out the window, something eerie caught her eye. Sitting on the windowsill of an apartment building across the street, the second floor, was someone with pink and brown hair, colorful clothing, and an umbrella. Yang could barely make it out but on her face was a smirk.
That was the last thing she saw before the glass window shattered inward, and all together, the groans of the Grimm were heard...
