Here's chapter four of RWBY: Necrophobia. Enjoy.
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Yang entered the car and was surprised to see that the overhead lights were on. Or rather, they were sort-of on. While it was still too dark to really see anything, Yang could tell that the lights definitely had power flowing through them. She turned around and began feel around for the control panel. Her fingers felt some of the buttons and she leaned in close to the panel. With the little light provided she tried to make out the array of buttons and switches. Then she realized what she was doing.
"What the heck am I doing?" Yang asked herself. She pulled out her flashlight and shined it against the panel. "Much better."
"What's better?" Blake asked, looking at her partner as she came into the car.
"Well I think that I just found the light switch." Yang said as her eyes shifted from one thing to another. "I think it's one of these…" As she spoke Blake looked ahead, shining her flashlight into the car. What she saw made her freeze.
"What the…" Blake began.
"Here it is!" Yang stated, a bit of pride in her voice. "It's a dimmer just under the mic button." At least, Yang assumed it was a mic button. It did have the little picture on it. She placed her hand on the sliding switch and moved it all the way up from its low position. "Let there be light." She said with a smile as the lights flashed on and she turned around. Her smile vanished.
Ruby and Weiss entered the car, one after another. "Hey the lights are-" The team leader began and then stopped when she saw the car.
"Oh God…" Weiss said, bringing her hands to her mouth to keep herself from vomiting.
There was blood splattered everywhere. It covered the floor and was sprayed against the walls. Most of it was dry except for a few spots that…disturbingly seemed to still be fresh and wet. Yang looked down to see she was standing in it. It was all slanted away from the wall. Yang backed away from it and saw more blood just below the control panel. It was a single, long streak that went all the way down to the floor. Yang took a few more steps back as she realized what she had been standing on.
Drag marks. Drag marks of someone who had been pulled through a puddle of their own blood.
Yang closed her eyes and leaned against a crate (hoping that there wasn't blood on it). "Dear Lord…Give me a minute." Yang began to take deep breaths in and out.
When Yang had taken a few minutes to... accept this wasn't some sort of twisted nightmare (even though it was), she opened her eyes. What she saw now was Ruby looking at her, her eyes filled with concern for her older sister.
"You OK Yang?" She asked.
"Yeah," Yang answered. "I'm OK."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"You're sure you're sure?"
"I'm sure."
"So you're sure-"
"How many times are you going to make me tell you I'm OK?" Yang interrupted, a tad annoyed.
"The same number of times I had to tell you I was fine when we were on the platform." Ruby countered. The two sisters stared at each other. Then a small smile appeared on each one and they began to crack up. Then Ruby stopped laughing, with a stern expression on her face. "In all seriousness though, are you OK?"
"Yes."
"Phew." Ruby sighed. Ruby continued to stare at her older sister.
"Are you OK?" Yang asked, growing a bit worried for her younger sister. Ruby said nothing. Yang, feeling that her sister needed comforting, gave Ruby a gentle but firm hug.
"Are you two done yet?" Weiss asked. Yang let go of Ruby and was about question why Weiss would interrupt her comforting her little sister, but then she took a good look at Weiss. She was trembling and her eyes seemed to be darting around every few moments. It was clear to Yang; Weiss didn't want to be here a second longer than she had to.
"You need a hug too?" Yang asked jokingly. What then disturbed Yang at that moment was not the blood she saw around the girl in white, but rather how she actually looked like she was considering the offer.
"You have to be kidding me…" Yang heard the words and was relieved to think that Weiss was still her normal self. Then she realized that it wasn't Weiss who spoke those words. It was Blake. "You three better take a look at this."
The three girls turned and walked over to their teammate. She was standing over in a corner, behind a wall of crates. Yang looked at the wall next to Blake.
"Oh, that's just what I needed to see." Yang said sarcastically. "Blood graffiti."
On the wall were words written in blood. It was dry and what appeared to be another blood splatter made it difficult to read, but it was undeniably letters that were before them. Ruby tried to make out the letters to read what she hoped was a message. Weiss, however, beat her to it.
"Death, why hast thine sanctuary been defiled?" Weiss read aloud, her voice shaky. The team was silent for a moment. Blake looked up at the words on the wall, as though this was the first time she'd laid eyes on them. In actuality, it was.
"So, does that mean anything to anyone?" Ruby asked.
"Nope." Yang said. She then turned towards her partner. "Mean anything to you Blake?"
"It's gibberish to me." Blake said. "It's also not why I called you over here. This is." Blake pointed down by her feet.
The team looked down to see what seemed to be a Scroll. The device had a few differences though, but not too many. Around the screen was some sort of black frame that also covered the back of the Scroll. On each corner of the frame was a small, red light. Near the bottom (or at least, what seemed to be the bottom) of the screen were three rectangular lights. The middle and right lights were orange but the one on the left was blinking green.
"So you called us over for some Scroll?" Ruby asked. "What's with all the lights on it?"
Blake was silent for a moment before she spoke. "It's usually referred to as a 'Wall Scroll'. It's basically meant to be an audio messenger. And it's made and used…" Blake stopped talking and looked down at the floor. She didn't seem to want to complete her statement. But she, reluctantly, finished her sentence. "By the White Fang."
Yang and Ruby looked at Blake and then at Weiss. The heiress's eyes were now displaying the anger she no-doubt had from hearing that the White Fang was, yet again, attacking her family's company. She opened her mouth and the entire team was surprised that what came out was not a shout.
"Why exactly is that thing still here then?" Weiss asked. When she received no answer, she clarified her question. "If there's one thing I can say about the White Fang, it's that they do their best to cover their tracks. It would be idiotic of them to leave something behind that could be used as evidence. So why is that still here?" Weiss's tone shifted from restrained anger to mild curiosity. "Come to think of it, what's the point of this thing? Why not just use a normal Scroll?"
Blake, looking relieved that Weiss hadn't chosen to bring up her previous involvement in the White Fang, picked up the device.
"The idea of the Wall Scroll is to leave a message when you're trying to maintain radio silence. You'd record your message and then-" Blake pressed a button on the side of the machine and the red lights on the corner turned green. She then pressed it against the wall and let go. The Wall Scroll remained were she had placed it. "-You just stick it were you know your partner will see it." She grabbed it again and pushed the same button as before. The lights on the corners turned red and she pulled it off the wall. "Then you just take it off and leave."
"So why is it still her-" Weiss began but then fear clouded her eyes again. The fist she had made at her side began to tremble. When she spoke again, her tone expressed that she was very, very nervous. "Do you think it's possible that either they're still here. Or…" Weiss looked back up at the words written in blood. "Could they be the ones who wrote that?"
"I don't know." Blake said. This was unusual for Weiss. On one hand she seemed worried that the White Fang could be here. On the other hand though…was she actually worried for them? "The blinking green light means that there's a message that hasn't been played yet. However," Blake looked at the screen of the device. It was shattered to the point that nothing could be displayed. "It looks like someone chucked this at a wall." She looked at her team. "The message is probably there but I doubt I can play it on this."
"Let me see that." Yang said. Blake handed her the Wall Scroll. Yang took out her own Scroll and pulled out a small cord. She then proceeded to plug the cord into both Scrolls and then began to enter a series of commands on hers. After a few moments she spoke again "And send." Yang looked back up to see her team staring at her. "What? I just sent the data on this to Professor Goodwitch."
"And why didn't you just play it here?" Ruby asked her sister. When Yang didn't answer Ruby crossed her arms and decided to take a guess at why she didn't play the recording. "Did you blow the speakers on that thing?"
"Weelllll…" Yang said sheepishly. "Maybe?"
"Again?" Blake asked. "Didn't you just get a replacement for that same reason?" Blake sighed and looked down. "You know this means we can't hear the recording."
"Hey!" Yang said defensively. "I don't see any of you offering your Scrolls now do I?"
"Touché." Blake said. The rest of the team had left theirs in the dorms.
"So should we go into the next car?" Ruby asked.
Yang and Blake nodded and the three began moving before they realized that Weiss hadn't moved. They turned to see that she was still staring nervously at the blood writing.
"Weiss come on." Ruby said. She was tempted to do some sort of joke about how Weiss should hurry up. But then she realized how hypocritical that would make her, seeing as how she'd stuck around in the last car.
"Coming." Weiss said. She looked like she was contemplating something. After a moment of thinking she drew Myrtenaster. Blake caught Weiss mumble, "Just in case."
"Just in case what?" Blake asked.
"In case the thing that did this," Weiss said, pointing her sword at the dried pools of blood. "Is still onboard."
Blake was silent for a moment. She knew Weiss didn't have a very high opinion of faunus and an even lower opinion of the White Fang. But that didn't mean she felt it right to let Weiss refer to them as a 'thing'.
"Look I know you hate the White Fang but,-"
"I'm sorry but did I mention the White Fang?" Weiss said, cutting off Blake impatiently. That statement alone stopped Blake in her tracks. "Think about this for a second. So far we have yet to see any sign of a weapon that might have done this. Not a single bullet hole or blade impalement. So unless you're hinting that the White Fang was skilled enough to take down a squad of AK-130's before they could fire a single shot with little more than their bare hands, I don't think they were involved." Weiss stopped for a moment to catch her breath. It was shaky again, and her face showed that she was becoming afraid. "And now that I think about it, we were sent in here to see if we can find the crew or find what did this. We have yet to find anyone, White Fang, crew, or otherwise. All we've found is a lot of blood."
Blake was silent for a moment. Here was Weiss Schnee of people, not blaming the White Fang for something, when proof of their involvement was right in front of her. Even Blake was admitting to herself that there was no other plausible conclusion.
"Weiss are you OK." Blake asked, her voice filled with genuine concern.
Weiss said nothing for a moment, and when she did speak her voice was barely more than a whisper. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm not quite comfortable being here. Seeing all this blood makes me…edgy. So can we just hurry up and get this over with so we can get out of here?"
Weiss then hastily walked past her team and opened up the door. The light barely illuminated the first few feet of the next car. The team all drew their flashlights and began to enter the car. Ruby went first, followed by Weiss and then by Blake. Yang stood at the doorframe, flashlight in hand, and took one last look at the lights of the car.
"Well, it was nice while it lasted." She said. At that moment the lights of the car began to flicker as one. In a moment the car was plunged back into total darkness. "Oh Come On!"
Yang sighed and turned her flashlight on. She then turned and began to follow her team into the next car.
The car was now silent. It was completely still inside. Then there was the soft pitter-patter of rain beginning. It started out as a gentle sound, but then it quickly began to grow louder. The storm that had been in the distance had come at last. And it had come in full force. With the sound of pouring rain and howling winds none of Team RWBY could hear the sound of the floor vent creek as the monster pushed its arm out of it. The creature then pulled itself out of the vent and began to use its clawed hands to pull itself towards the open door with its tail dragging behind it. It let loose a low hiss, as it half-crawled, half-slithered its way towards its newest prey.
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Alright, Chapter 4! Hope it was worth the wait. I would have made it a bit longer, but A.) This is a good stopping point. B.) I wanted to get this out before Volume 2 airs (I'm cutting that one close). And C.) I think you've all waited long enough. Well, please Fav, Follow, or leave a review.
