Here's Chapter 3 of RWBY: Necrophobia. Enjoy.

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Yang was surprised with herself. After seeing blood on the platform, you'd think she'd be a bit more frightened. Okay, she had freaked out on the inside when she saw it but it was probably safe to say that the rest of her team had too. Ruby hadn't bothered to hide her…discomfort at the scene and it had taken a minute or two for Yang to help her sister. The fact that she'd moved the two of them away from the sight probably helped. And after Ruby had said she was OK (or rather, after the sixth time she had to tell Yang she was OK) they had been told to investigate some of the boxcars.

Yang gripped her flashlight tightly. She'd wondered why they'd each been given one but now it seemed a bit obvious: The lights on this train were completely unreliable. In the car they were in there was one ceiling light that would flicker to life for just a few moments before plunging the room into darkness again.

"Well," Yang said. "I think that this car's clear."

"Clear or just empty?" Ruby asked. To the surprise of the two sisters the car was nearly empty. They'd expected creates filled with Dust or…well, actually they just expected creates filled with Dust.

"Soooo," Yang began, "Was it a robbery?"

"Hard to tell." Weiss spoke up as she looked around the car.

"What do you mean hard to tell?" Yang asked. "There's nothing left in here! So unless whatever was in here just got up and walked away, I don't think-"

"Yang Xiao Long," Weiss cut in. "For once, you're actually on the right track."

Yang (and for that matter Ruby) just stared at Weiss in confusion. "Whaaa."

Weiss let loose an irritated sigh. "This car never had any Dust in it."

"Why not?" Ruby asked. Before Weiss could explain, Blake answered her.

"This car's purpose is to hold the train's supply of security androids." Blake then aimed her flashlight at the wall. "Seeing as how they're not here, it's safe to assume that they were already deployed."

Weiss looked at Blake for a moment before looking away from her. "I'm not quite sure I want to know how you know that."

There was a moment of uncomfortable silence before Yang decided to speak up. "Well, no point in staying around here then."

At those words she began to move towards the door of the next car. She stopped when she reached the door to it. "Uh," Unlike the door outside, which had only had a single 'Open' button this thing had a panel next to it with a lot of different buttons. She looked back at the rest of the girls, an expression of slight embarrassment on her face. "How exactly do you get this thing open?"

"Red button on the upper right-hand side of the control panel." Blake said nonchalantly. Weiss looked at her and opened her mouth to ask how she knew that. Then she realized that she didn't want to know.

Yang pressed the button and the door hissed open and they proceeded into the next car.

"OK," Yang said as she looked around with her flashlight. "This is more like it."

The car's lights may have been completely shut off, but Yang's flashlight showed that the entire car seemed to be filled with creates. Weiss went over to one and opened it. Her face became lit with the dim glow of Dust crystals. She smiled slightly and then began to point at each create, one after another, and seemed to be muttering something under her breath.

"What are you doing?" Blake asked.

"I suppose this could be called taking inventory." Weiss said, not even looking at Blake. Blake's expression showed disapproval for a moment before she took a breath and spoke again.

"Are you telling me that we're supposed to be finding out what happened and you're busy making sure that your shipments arrived?"

Weiss's eyes closed in what appeared to be annoyance. "Actually Blake, I am trying to figure out what's going on." Weiss opened her eyes. "Given what we saw on the…" Weiss looked like she was trying to bring herself to mention the blood that was splattered all over the first train car but after a few moments of trying to do so she just gave up on it. "The…You know what, it's safe to say that this train was likely attacked. And based on other peoples' theories, it's either the Grimm or the White Fang." Weiss waved her flashlight across the crates. "Seeing as how this car is just the second one from an outside entrance, it's safe to say that if the White Fang were involved-"

"Then they would have stolen the Dust in here." Blake finished and look down at the floor. She sounded like she had just had to admit something she was didn't want to be true.

"Yes they would have." Weiss said. Then she looked back at the crates. "But it looks like all the crates are actually here."

Blake's eyes shot back up in surprise. "So does that mean…"

Weiss looked at the group. "Help me check a few more of these crates. We can't tell if the Dust is still here from just one, but we don't have time to check them all."

Ruby, Yang, and Blake each went over to a different crate. Weiss also did the same. One by one each lid popped open.

"This one's full." Blake said, a relieved smile forming.

"Same here." Weiss said as she checked her second crate.

"Ditto." Yang said.

"Umm…" All eyes turned towards Ruby. "I think one's missing."

The three girls each moved over to Ruby. She was shining her flashlight across the top of the crate. The Dust crystals where in perfect rows, each one in a slot on a stackable rack. However, there was one crystal missing on the first row.

"So Weiss," Ruby asked looking at her partner. "Does this mean it's a robbery, or not a robbery, or-"

"It means that someone was probably careless and didn't put one in there." Weiss said. "Or maybe it fell to the bottom of the crate." Weiss looked towards Blake and Yang. "Come on. No reason to stick around here."

The two nodded and headed towards the door. Yang reached and pushed the button. The door showed no signs of opening. Yang began to push the button impatiently. Still nothing. "Oh come on!" Yang turned towards Weiss. "The door's not opening."

"That's because it's already open." Blake said as she quickly examined the door. Yang turned and looked at Blake, confused. Blake simply moved her flashlight closer to the door. "It's just barely open. Maybe an inch or so." Blake inserted her fingers into the gap of the door and began to pull. "Yang, give me a hand with this."

Yang went over to Blake and the two began to yank on the door. After a few moments the door began to slowly slide, with a loud metal screech. When there was enough space for them to pass both Blake and Yang let go of the door and started panting for breath. "Hey Weiss," Yang said in between breaths. "Why are these things so hard to move?"

Weiss walked over to the panel and took a closer look at it. She began to mumble as she waved her hand over several buttons. Then she pressed one. Without a sound, the door slid shut. Yang and Blake just stared at Weiss. Yang opened her mouth to question why Weiss would do that.

"Hold on a second." Weiss said, not taking her eyes off the panel. Her fingers drifted towards the number pad and she entered in a short series of numbers. Then she pressed another button and the door slid open. Weiss looked back at Yang. "You wanted to say something."

Yang's mouth hung open for a second before she decided what to say. "Why didn't you just do that in the first place?"

"Because, based on what you were doing, I thought the door was busted." Weiss said, sounding as though she had been accused of something ridiculous. "There was a security lockdown on the door. So I just entered in the security code."

"And how do you have that?" Yang asked.

Both Weiss and Blake turned and stared at Yang.

"Yang." Blake said. "Her family owns this train and you're seriously asking how she knows the passcodes?"

There was a moment of silence. Then Yang, looking sheepish, spoke again. "OK, in hindsight, that probably was a dumb question." She began to head towards the door.

Blake just sighed at her partner's foolish question and followed her into the next car. Weiss followed her and was almost through the door when she remembered something. She turned her head to look back into the car.

"Ruby, what are you doing?" Weiss said, clearly annoyed by what she was seeing.

Ruby was currently was sticking her arm in the gap of the Dust racks at her crate. "You said the crystal might have fallen to the bottom of the crate."

"Are you kidding me? Come on, we're going."

"But I think I can feel it." Ruby said. She was about to say more but then she saw the anger that was building on Weiss's face. Deciding to do the safe thing, Ruby imminently pulled her arm out and hurried past Weiss in a flurry of rose petals. Weiss smiled slightly and moved into the next car, as the door started to slowly close behind her.


As the door came to a close the car was plunged into almost complete darkness. The only light came from the dim glow of the Dust crystals, from the crate that Ruby had forgotten to close in her haste. At the bottom of the crate was the crystal that the young girl's fingers had barely grazed. It sat there, in the loose grip of a severed hand. A small pool of blood had gathered and dried up where the limb had been severed. And now the fingers of the hand, began to twitch.

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