Here's chapter five of RWBY: Necrophobia. Enjoy.

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This was not Blake's first time on a Schnee Dust Company train. She'd been on one once before. Just once. And for all Blake knew, this could easily be the same train. But it didn't feel anything like the first time she had been there.

The first time had been on her last task as part of the White Fang. She'd been constantly moving, hurrying forward and destroying the security droids. Her mind had been thoroughly occupied with the task that had been at hand, as well as her decision to leave. Now though… Now she was truly taking in her surroundings.

This car was like most of the rest: Completely dark. If it wasn't for the flashlights it would have been impossible for her see a thing. Alright, that wasn't entirely true. Night vision was one of the few things that she could call an 'advantage' to being a faunus. However, at least for Blake, there was no real substitute for actual light.

A thundering boom shook Blake from her thoughts. She almost jumped as the thunder seemed to shake the car. Blake wasn't afraid of thunder…but then again, a loud boom preceded only by eerie silence, Blake was surprised she hadn't yelped in sheer panic. Much like Weiss was doing now.

The moment the thunder shattered the silence Weiss had Myrtenaster gripped in both hands as if her life depended on it. The poor girl was trembling like crazy and she'd gone completely pale.

"What was that?" Weiss managed to get out, not even bothering to keep the fear out of her voice.

"Well Weiss…" Yang said. "That's what's known as 'Thunder'. It follows this thing called 'Lightening' and may or may not be accompanied raaaa-" Yang's voice trailed off as Blake shoot her partner a death stare. Yang paused for a moment. "So my attempt to lighten the mood isn't working?'

"Do you even need to ask that?" Blake said. "What made you think that this was the time for that?"

Yang thought for a moment before she whispered her answer to Blake. "Alright look, I know Weiss is freaked out right now, and that is sort-of freaking me out. I mean, this is Weiss Schnee we're talking about. Name one other time you've seen her this afraid…or afraid in general." Blake said nothing. "Thought so. I'm just trying to keep myself from thinking about what may have happened here." Yang moved her flashlight across the wall. "And that is NOT HELPING."

"What you find?" Ruby asked.

"More blood writing." Yang said. "And it makes as much sense as the last one."

Blake looked at the writing on the wall. She tried to ignore the fact that it was written in blood and focused just on the words. In all honesty, that wasn't much better.

Don't let them get me. That was what was written upon the wall. Someone's last, desperate plea for salvation. It also just left more questions. Who or what was 'Them'? The White Fang? Grimm? Some combination of the two? Something else entirely? Was that even possible?

Blake glanced at Weiss who was staring at the message. She was trembling like crazy, unable to stop herself from shaking. Blake was worried for her. These were things no one should ever have to see. And Weiss was clearly not ready for this.

"Hey guys," Ruby said. She was looking away from the writing and was instead focusing on a stack of crates in a corner. "Is it normal to stack all the crates in one corner?"

Weiss's gazed shifted over to the crates. Blake could swear that she saw Weiss relax, just a little bit, at the chance to focus on anything but the writing behind her. "N-No." Weiss said. She paused to take a breath to recompose herself. "That's…That's not normal. They're only allowed to stack three crates on top of each other at a time because…Because more than that runs the risk of the crates falling over with a chance to set off the Dust."

Yang walked over to the stack of crates and began to tug on the lowest one. Weiss's eyes widened in sudden panic. "Yang don-" Too late. Yang yanked the crate out of the stack and the two crates above it fell as well. Imminently they opened and red and blue Dust crystals littered the floor. Weiss was absolutely still for a moment, staring at the crystals as though each one was a live grenade. Blake also froze when she realized that they very well could be.

After a few moments had passed and they hadn't been blown up, Weiss looked back up at Yang. "Are You Freaking INSANE!?" Weiss shouted, her voice filled with anger at the sheer stupidity she had just witnessed. "Did you not hear a thing I just said?!"

"Well I was thinking-"

"Oh I doubt you were thinking!"

"Hey!"

Weiss and Yang began to bicker back and forth. Blake sighed. She looked at Yang's eyes and saw what she felt. Relief. This was the Weiss they knew. Given the choice between Weiss being scared or angry, Blake was fairly certain they'd both prefer her being angry. Angry Weiss was something they understood. Scared Weiss, well…Blake would have to agree with Yang that Weiss being scared did kind of freak her out.

Blake's gaze then shifted from Yang to Ruby. The younger girl seemed to have gone pale, her mouth opening and closing as though she was trying to speak but couldn't. She looked…Distressed? Afraid? No, she looked absolutely terrified.

"Hey Yang." Blake said trying to get Yang's attention. No luck.

"Weiss I think-" Blake didn't even bother finishing, since the girl in white didn't so much as slow down in her rant.

"Would you two-" They were both still arguing. Now Blake lost her patience. "OI! YOU TWO!"

"What?" Both Weiss and Yang said simultaneously.

Blake took a deep breath before she spoke. "I think Ruby wants to tell us something."

All eyes turned towards the leader of the team. She still looked like she was trying to speak but couldn't get the words out. She was pointing at the opening in the wall of crates that Yang had made. Yang and Weiss pointed there flashlights inside the gap. Yang, like her sister, went pale. Weiss made a small, terrified sound and resumed her trembling. Blake took a few steps to the side so she could see what had everyone spooked. When she did she immediately regretted it.

She realized now that this wasn't just a wall of crates. It was a make-shift barricade. And inside it was…Well, it seems they finally found someone. Or rather, they'd finally found someone's corpse.


It clung to the wall. Its prey were spread thin. But now they were moving. Moving towards one spot. One spot that was…constrictive. Perfect. Unaware prey was good. Cornered prey was better. For it to be both…if it still had still had a living mind, it would have described the situation as 'Its lucky day'. It began to move across the ceiling, its low hiss inaudible over the sound of the rain pouring on the car.


Yang leaned down to examine the body, pinching her nose so she didn't smell the decay. They'd all entered the barricade and were gathered in a loose semicircle around the body. Weiss was definitely keeping her distance, the nervous look on her face again. Alright, 'nervous' was too soft a word. The girl looked absolutely horrified. She looked like she wanted to faint but was too afraid to do so. And, looking at the body, Yang could understand why.

This guy was clearly White Fang. He had the standard White Fang attire of the armor and face mask. The mask had a hole in it. A bullet hole. He'd been shot in the head. Seemed to Yang that his barricade hadn't kept him as safe as he had hoped it would. He still had his side arm in his hand. As for the rest of his body…

"Good God, this is disgusting." Yang said. "It's like his flesh is, I don't know…melting onto the wall." It was the best description she could give. Any exposed part of the corpse did seem to be latching onto the steel around it. Yang's eyes shifted away from…whatever-the-heck you call that, and saw that there was something in the body's lap.

"Hey Blake," Yang said as she picked up what was on the corpse. "Found another Wall Scroll." She tossed the device to her partner. Blake caught it and saw that there was one unplayed message. "Think you can get it to play?"

"Give me a minute." Blake replied. She turned on the screen and saw the White Fang logo appear on it. It then faded into the background as the three audio slots were displayed. Only one was filled. Blake looked back up at Yang. "Ready when you are."

Yang looked towards Ruby who nodded. "I'm good. Weiss, do you-"

"Let's just get this over with." The heiress snapped, still shaking uncontrollably.

Blake took a deep breath and then pushed the play button.


Soon. Very soon now it would strike. It was almost over them. A few more silent pulls later and it was over them. The crates had been stacked high…But not high enough that it couldn't go in from above. The prey were all looking at something. What it was didn't matter. It was in position now. All that was left was for it to do was to decide which of its prey would die first.


"It's been five hours since we arrived." The voice played out of the audio log. It alone held the attention of the four girls. Blake didn't recognize the voice. It wasn't someone she knew and for that she was grateful. "Five hours…To think it could have all gone to hell so fast. We tried to reroute the train to head to a station, any station at all. All that mattered to us was getting off this train. But those…Those Things...They were in the conductor car." Blake didn't know what to make of that. Things? What the heck was this guy talking about?

She heard what sounded like a shaky breath come out of the scroll before…whoever this was continued. "For this mission…I had to memorize the train's schedule and current route so that we would be able to direct it to the rendezvous point if we failed to take control of this thing in time. So…So I know without a doubt that we just passed by the last junction. It doesn't matter if we make it to the controls now. This train isn't going to stop until it reaches Vale and that's…That's a three day trip from this point. I…I won't survive three hours with these things, let alone three days."

Then the device played a sound that Blake recognized. It was the sound of loading a magazine into a pistol. "I-I'm afraid of what I'm doing now. W-Who wouldn't be? B-But I'm more worried about what will happen to me if I don't." The sound that played now was a sharp click, signaling that the gun had been cocked. The voice sounded like it was sobbing. "I'll…I'll never get to see her again…my little girl…Oh God." The *BANG* that emanated from the speakers seemed to echo throughout the car. The team stared at the device in silent shock, realizing what the man had done to himself. And then they heard the hissing.


It had decided. Now was the time for it to strike. Before it did though a loud bang came from amongst its prey. It hissed, much louder than it had before. The prey seemed to take notice of this. It prepared to jump to its target. Light shined upon it. It roared and leaped.


Weiss had heard the hissing and froze in fear. She looked towards her teammates and Blake began to move her light towards what she thought was the source of the sound. Weiss's eyes followed the light. And then she saw it. And it clearly saw her. It roared and leaped at Weiss, who was already screaming. In an instant it had her pinned to the floor, baring it's fangs at her. Her team had their weapons out in a moment. And if Weiss hadn't had Myrtenaster in her hands, she would have died in that moment. It brought its deformed jaw down, and Weiss moved her weapon, using the blade to keep it from biting her head off. She used her right hand to grip the blade of the sword and was desperately pushing against it, trying to keep the Necromorph from getting closer to her head.

"GET IT OFF ME!" She screamed in utter terror.


The prey was being difficult. It kept pushing against it with the metal thing. It locked its fangs together and threw its head to one side, trying to remove this obstacle that was keeping the prey alive. Yet the prey still held on. It threw its head to the other side, with much more force than the first time. The prey's grip became less sturdy. Before she could recover, it tossed its head again, this time removing the blade and throwing it out of reach. And out of the corner of its eye it saw the prey that had been dressed in red. It dug its claws into the steel floor and then pivoted, swinging its tail at the girl in red. It connected but the blade didn't, so the girl was simply slammed into the wall. She lay still, knocked out by the force of the impact.

It raised its jaw again, preparing to kill the prey beneath it, when something slammed into its face. It hissed loudly, but then whatever had hit it came back and a black blade was buried deep into its head. That would have killed it…had it not already been dead. The blade was tied to something and it was tugged again. Its head was forced to turn and it saw the other prey. It roared in fury and leapt at them.


Blake used her semblance and dashed to the side to avoid Whatever-The-Hell this thing was. Doing so resulted in two things. The first thing was that she managed to dodge this monster. The second was that she got to see an image of her head disappear under the jaws of the creature. She yanked the ribbon of Gambol Shroud, trying to release it from…Was it stuck in its head?! Regardless, her weapon came out this time. And the thing before her…didn't even seem to slow down.

It was quickly turning around, illuminated only by the glow of the Dust crystals on the floor. What little of it she could make out would likely haunt her dreams forever. Blake heard Yang arm her gauntlets. She quickly moved back to give Yang a clear shot at the monster. She saw a flash as Yang fired a shot.

Time seemed to slow down to Blake as she realized what was going to happen. Whether or not Yang's attack would have an effect on the creature, Blake didn't know. But she did know that, since the shot was fired, the Dust crystals would no doubt go off.

The creature, as well as many crystals, were flung backwards by the attack. In a brief instant, the crystals seemed to glow much brighter. Blake didn't even have time to brace herself as the world became a blur. She felt a sensation of warm and cold. Moving and suddenly stopping. Then everything went black.

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I hope you liked this chapter. (I feel the need to mention that they're not dead…In need of a hospital maybe, but not dead.) Please follow, fav, or leave a review to let me know what you think. And if you've already done so…Thanks!