Here's chapter 6 of RWBY: Necrophobia. Enjoy.

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Why did everything feel so sore? Blake wasn't sure if she had ever felt this sore in her life. She also wasn't sure which way was up. How could she not know that? She felt like she was floating or drifting or…to be honest Blake didn't know how to describe the feeling. She'd felt it before, she knew that much. Then it began to feel as though her body was slowly being laid down. No that wasn't quite right. She was laying down. Finally, Blake recognized what was happening.

Oh, She thought. I'm waking up.

She began to open her eyes, but closed them tightly, the sudden brightness just a bit too much for her eyes. She tried again, opening her eyes just a little bit. She tilted her head to the side and tried looking downwards. That was a lot better. Blake slowly opened her eyes.

She was laying in a bed. Where exactly that bed was though, she didn't know. As her vision started to come into focus she could at least tell that she wasn't in her dorm. This also didn't look like the Beacon infirmary.

Wait, Blake thought. Why would I think I'm in the infirmary?

The answer presented itself to her when she tried to sit upright. She winced as pain shot though her chest. She immediately set herself back down. Now she realized why she thought she might be in the infirmary. She was in pain.

Alright, She thought as she chose to scoot back slowly. Definitely broke something. Her head reached the end of the bed and she managed to prop her head up so she could get a better view of her surroundings. Across from her was a plain wall with only one thing painted on it: A single red cross.

So I'm in a hospital. Blake thought. She looked down at what she was wearing. Instead of her usual attire she was in a light blue hospital gown. Not only that, but she could feel bandages around her abdomen, each leg, and her left arm.

Alright then, new question. She thought to herself. How did I- It came back to her in a flash. Their first official mission, the train, the blood, the writing, the…body, the explosion, and that Thing. When she remembered that horrific detail she bolted upright…only to yelp in pain from the sudden movement.

Right, She thought, slowly setting herself down again. Broke something.

"Well I guess you're up."

Blake turned her head to her left and was greeted with the sight of her partner looking at her.

"Mornin'." Yang said, a slight smile on her face. Like Blake, she was also laying down and wearing a hospital gown. There were bandages wrapped around the top of her head.

Blake's only immediate response to her partner was a groan from the pain that had shot through her chest.

"Yang," Blake managed to say at last. "How long was I out?"

"Beats me." Yang replied. There were a few moments of silence before she spoke again. "Hey Blake…"

"Yeah?"

"What exactly…Do you know what happened?" Yang said, looking a bit embarrassed. "Because, I have no idea how we got here. Or how I got these injuries. Or how you got those injuries. Or-"

"Are you saying you don't remember what happened?" Blake asked, shocked. "How the heck could you forget that…That…"

"That what?"

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT!" Blake practically yelled. Whatever that monster had been, it had been too fast for her to get a clear glimpse of it. Honestly though…Blake didn't know whether or not that was a bad thing.

"Hey, cut me a bit of slack." Yang said, eyes widened by Blake's outburst. "I think I smashed my head against something…And I only woke up, I don't know, maybe three minutes before you did."

Well that would explain the bandages on her head. Blake thought. She's probably still dazed from what happened…And come to think of it, so was I a minute ago.

Blake took a deep breath and spoke again. "Sorry for snapping, I just…whatever the heck that thing was, it freaked me out. Just…Just tell me the last thing you remember."

"Alright," Yang said, turning to look up at the ceiling. "Day started out with Ruby getting a message to go down to Ozpin. She came back really excited."

As Yang recalled what was happening Blake became aware of a sound she hadn't noticed before: a steady series of beeps. "-Started going off about our first official mission. I got all excited too."

Blake began to pay less attention as the beeping began to become more distracting. "-Weiss then dragged us to the briefing where they talked about…Don't know, wasn't paying too much attention." Blake couldn't take it anymore.

"Sorry Yang," Blake interrupted. "But what's that beeping? It's starting to drive me crazy."

Yang stopped talking and her smile faded. She nodded her head toward something behind Blake. Taking the hint, Blake turned her head to the other side. Now she could see what was making that noise: It was a heart monitor. A heart monitor with sensors attached to none other than Ruby Rose.

A constant beeping sound in a hospital. Way to use your brain Belladonna. Now Blake felt a bit of stupidity for failing to recognize what the beeping had been. It had been inherently obvious.

"I've got mixed feeling about that thing." Yang said, drawing Blake's attention. "On one hand, I can't express how worried I am that someone thought that she needed that. On the other hand, well, I'm no doctor but I think that's normal for a pulse." There was a moment of silence between the two. "Uh…can we go back to me recalling what happened? It was actually a pretty good distraction from that."

"Yeah, go ahead." Blake said.

"Alright, where was I?" Yang thought for a moment. "Oh yeah. So after the boring brief, we tried to go to bed, the key word being tried. Ruby couldn't sleep due to her excitement and she kept moving around. Then Weiss got scared that Ruby's bunk was going to fall on her because it was swinging back and forth. Then you and I told them to go-"

"Any chance you could skip ahead a bit?" Blake asked.

"Sure, no problem." Yang replied. "Let's see so late night stuff, falling asleep, waking up, breakfast….how about I resume when we got to the train station?"

"That's a good spot." Blake said. "But if you can remember the station, then your memory's doing better than you thought it was."

"How so?" Yang asked curiously.

"Well, after the train station, it went by really quick after that."

"Really?" Yang asked. "How long was it?"

"Well it was…" Blake thought for a moment. "…Maybe an hour?"

"An hour?" Yang asked, sounding surprised. Here she was thinking she at least couldn't remember a whole afternoon or longer. And now she was being told that she just couldn't recall a single hour.

"An hour or two at the most." Blake said, her own disbelief making itself heard. Could all that really have been over and done with so quickly?

"All right," Yang said a smile forming on her face. "Let's see if I can power through this. So train station, you and Weiss arguing about why the train was having a communication blackout….There was a train that had a communication blackout…Anyway, Ruby said it was likely that nothing went wrong, you and Weiss seemed to agree. Goodwitch showed up, told us the train was arriving. It arrived and was…" Yang shivered as she remembered. "Covered in blood. Well, I didn't remember that a minute ago."

Well, Blake thought, at least she's starting to remember.

"Alright, so I asked Ruby if she was OK a few times. She said she-"

Wait a minute. Blake thought, Yang's voice tuning out. When I recalled that thing I bolted upright in panic and was hurt due to my chest injuries. Yang and I were next to each other, so it stands to reason that we probably have similar injuries. So if she remembers that monster, then there's a chance that she'll…Uh-oh.

"-then told us to head into the train cars."

"Yang maybe I should just tell you what-" Blake interrupted.

"Hang on Blake, I'm on a roll." Yang said, remembering the events as she said them aloud. "Ok, first car was empty, second car was full of Dust, third car was…Covered in blood, had creepy wall gibberish, and some technologically overcomplicated voice mail that none of us could hear."

"Yang." Blake said, trying to give the blonde some warning.

"Another minute, I think I'm getting close to the end." Yang said. "The fourth car had more blood gibberish, a crate barricade, me doing something that warranted Weiss yelling at me, and…" Yang shivered again, feeling like she might puke. "…And a…melting corpse with a…" Yang felt her heart break as she recalled the White Fang member's last words. "And after we heard about…Then…Then…" Yang struggled to remember.

"YANG." Blake said urgently. If Yang remembers then-

"HOLY- GAAHHHH!" Yang yelled as she bolted upright, screaming at the pain that shot through her body as she did.

It seems she remembers. Blake thought to herself. "I tried to warn you."

"Yeah," Yang said through clenched teeth. "I see that now." Blake saw Yang lean back slightly, only to wince and move herself back to her upright position. "Okay, going back down's worse. I'll just stay here for now."

Yang slowly turned her head to look at Blake. "Understand why you snapped now. How I forgot that thing I'll never know." Yang was silent for a moment. "Tell me if I'm misremembering this; you stabbed it in its face and it still kept coming?"

"I didn't stab it."

"Stabbed it, impaled it, whatever." Yang said. "Point is, it had several inches of steel lodged in its head and it didn't even react."

"…Yang help me make sure I know what happened." Blake said. "I threw Gambol Shroud and then I pulled it back. When I did, it was lodged in its head. Then, with the blade still in its head, it charged us. Is that right?"

"You saw it for yourself didn't you?" Yang asked Blake.

"Of course I saw it." Blake said. "I just can't believe what I saw." Blake thought for a moment. "The blade must have easily gone through its skull. It…It must not have had an aura, or the blade wouldn't have done that. Maybe…I dunno, some kind of Grimm?"

"Uuhhh… Don't most Grimm typically, you know, die when they're stabbed through the head?"

"Actually," Blake sighed. "Everything dies when stabbed through the head. But it looks like we found the one exception." Blake closed her eyes.

It had no aura so it didn't have a soul. Blake thought. But it's not uncommon for people to go about their lives with their auras locked. So aura may or may not…No, I shouldn't even try to factor aura in. Any idea I can think of is shot down by the fact that it should have been dead…I should have noticed that thing sooner. For crying out loud, I have four ears on my head, there's no excuse for me not hearing it sooner…

That's a lie and I know it. We were all listening to a man's last words. It seems that we found what he was so afraid of. And…And come to think of it, how did we not notice that thing sooner? It was dark, even I was using a flashlight, but I refuse to believe any of us are that ignorant of our surroundings. So it must have come in behind us from the other car. No, that's even less likely. We even had the lights on in that car. So how the heck did it-

Blake's eyes shot open in realization. Alright, that might be a better question.

"Yang." Blake said, shifting her eyes back to her partner (who was still stuck in the upright position). "Let's stop asking ourselves what that thing was."

"Why?" Yang asked.

"Because I thought of a much better question." Blake said. "How did that thing get on the train in the first place?"

Yang didn't answer. For a few moments the only sounds that could be heard were Ruby's heart monitor and the sound of people walking by their hospital room.

"Ok, that is a good question." Yang closed her eyes as she thought for a moment before she spoke again. "Maybe it snuck on at the station?"

"I really think that someone would have seen it."

"Yeah but…" Yang took a deep breath, in and out. "The train didn't stop on its trip right? How could that get onto a moving train?" Yang's eyes suddenly shot wide open. "Blake I just realized something about that dead man's last tale."

"What?" Blake asked. Based on Yang's expression, this might be something bad.

"He said things." Yang said. "Things. Plural. As in more than one."

Blake's eyes widened. She looked at Yang and then up at the ceiling. "…Maybe we should stop talking about this."

"Yeah, that sounds good to me." Yang said. "No reason to, you know, freak ourselves out any more than we have to." Neither of them said anything. Once again the only sound in the room was the steady beeping of the heart monitor.

A minute passed. Then two. Then three.

"Just how much longer," Yang said. "Are we going to need to wait for someone to come in here?"

It was at that moment that the door began to squeak open, drawing the attention of the two girls. Glynda Goodwitch then stepped into the room, her scroll in hand. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise when she saw Yang sitting upright.

"Good morning Miss Long," Her eyes shifted over to see that Blake was also awake. "And Miss Belladonna."

"Morning?" Blake said, shocked. "How long were we out?"

"Calm down," Glynda said. "It's not actually morning."

"But you said-"

"I'm sorry if the expression confused you." Glynda looked down and pulled up a file on her scroll. "But it does make sense, with the injuries all of you sustained it's reasonable for all of you to be a bit dazed. But as for you Miss Long," She looked back up at Yang. "I had assumed that, with the damage to your ribs, you would have been incapable of getting yourself upright."

"Yeah, about that…" Yang said. "This hurts like crazy. I just can't get back down."

Glynda walked over to Yang's bed. She picked up a small remote that was laying on a small nightstand next to her bed. She pushed a button and the back of Yang's bed began to move up. When it reached Yang, Glynda handed the remote to her.

"Lean back and slowly lower the bed until you feel more comfortable." Glynda said.

"Thanks." Yang said in gratitude.

"You're welcome." Glynda moved over to Blake's bed. "I believe this is yours." She said, pulling Blake's ribbon out of her pocket.

Blake's eyes widened as she moved her hand to the top of her head. Sure enough, her bow was absent. She slowly reached out and took the ribbon from Glynda's hand.

"Thank you." She said softly. "I…I didn't even realize that it wasn't on."

"Like I said before, some confusion and disorientation are reasonable." Glynda walked over to Ruby's bed. She grabbed the edge of a curtain and pulled it around the bed. Since there was no overhead lead above Ruby, she was covered by the shadow of the curtain.

"Why'd you do that?" Yang asked, now leaning back in her bed.

"I was merely giving her a bit of privacy to rest." Glynda said. She took a good look at the expression on Yang's face. "Is something bothering you Miss Long?"

"Yeah," Yang said after a moment's hesitation. "It's…It's that heart monitor. I'm worried that-"

"Rest assured, your sister is fine." Glynda said, immediately seeing relief flood Yang's face. "I have been informed that it is merely a precaution. She seems to have sustained some additional chest injuries, seemingly unrelated to the explosion."

"We know." Blake said. "Same thing that did that tried to eat Weiss too."

"Thing?" Glynda asked. "And what exactly was this thing?"

"We have no idea." Yang said. "And we were trying to figure that out a few minutes before you came in."

"Then perhaps it is best if we move on to something else instead." Glynda said. "For instance-"

"But we can't just ignore whatever that monster was!" Blake said sternly. "It could still be on the train. We have to go and make sure-"

Glynda cut Blake off. "No, we have to talk. Remember, Miss Belladonna, none of you are in a condition to get out of bed, let alone go to the station."

"But it might-"

"If you're worried about this thing leaving the train, don't." Glynda said.

"Why?" Blake asked.

"You may not know this, but when a Dust explosion occurs, it can make the other Dust shipments unstable. It could result in a chain reaction. Due to that risk the entire area has been sealed off until a bomb squad declares the area nonhazardous. Until then nothing gets in or out. Though to be honest, I wouldn't have suspected a Schnee shipment to contain any unstable Dust. They tend to be quite through with their inspections after all."

"Uhhh." Yang looked away from Goodwitch. "That explosion may have, possibly, in a way, been my fault."

"What?"

"She shot the thing when it was standing on a bunch of fallen Dust crystals." Blake said.

Glynda looked over at Blake. "And why were there Dust crystals on the ground?"

"Uhhh," Yang said again. "That might've been my fault too."

Glynda looked back at Yang before she closed her eyes and shook her head. Blake caught her say something under her breath. It sounded like she said, "Why am I not surprised?"

"By the way Miss Long," Glynda said. "Why didn't you tell your team to come back when I told you to?"

"You told us to come back?" Yang asked, surprised and confused. "When?"

"After I finished listening to that audio file you sent me." Glynda said. "Your scroll should have contained an voice message from me. I left one when you didn't answer."

"Uhhh, sorta blew the speakers on my scroll." Yang said sheepishly.

Glynda was silent for a moment. "Didn't you just get a replacement for that same reason?"

"That's the same thing I said." Blake said.

"Ok, so talk of my scroll aside," Yang said, somewhat annoyed that both her partner and teacher had brought up the issue. "Why exactly did you want us to come back?"

Glynda frowned. After a moment of thinking she looked down at her scroll and began shifting through its files. Blake and Yang, seeing through its translucent screen, saw Glynda open a file that contained a single icon with a picture of a speaker.

"I wanted you to come back because of this." She sighed, pressing her finger on the icon. A small circle formed around the icon, verifying the command, and the screen began to display a loading bar. "The recording that you found. And… I'd like to apologize in advance."

"Apologize for what?" Blake asked.

"For playing it." Glynda said, never taking her eyes of the scroll. The scroll finished loading the file and all ears in the room were focused on the voice that came from it.

"Never thought I'd actually ever use this thing." The voice sounded exhausted, as though the person was out of breath. "Never had a personal need for it. Not even sure if it's actually recording. My name… My name is-" The man's message was interrupted by static.

"Some of the file was corrupted and some of the audio was lost." Glynda said, explaining the static.

"Yeah, well, it was damaged when we found it." Yang said. Glynda looked up at Yang. "I'll explain later."

The audio began to clear up. When the static had disappeared, the sounds of heavy sobbing could be heard from the scroll. After a few moments, the sounds of a shaky breath were heard before the man continued.

"It…It was supposed to be a simple mission. Take this…This train from Hell and reroute it to the rendezvous point. We were to board the train roughly twelve hours after its initial departure. B-but when we actually got on…There was nobody. Not a soul onboard. We...We were at least expecting security androids. And we found'em too." A depressed chuckle came out of the scroll. "The newest models of Atlesian Knights…Reduced to piles of scrap. We were wondering 'What's going on? How did that happen?'…It didn't take long for us to find-"

What came out of the scroll was a sound unlike anything Yang had ever heard. At first she thought that it was more static. But she realized what the sound was. It was a horrific, high-pitched screech. "OH GOD NO! Get Away From Me! Stay Back! Leave Me Al-AAAAAAGGGHHH!"

Glynda moved her finger towards the pause button. By the time she pressed it, Blake and Yang had both heard the horrific screams of the man being torn apart…and the shrieks of whatever was doing the tearing.

"And that's why I tried to call you back." Glynda said quietly. "I can't imagine how you two must have felt. It's…not right having to see a corpse at such a young age."

"Uh, two things." Yang said. She held up one finger. "One; is there such a thing as an appropriate age to see a corpse?" Yang held up another finger. "And two…there wasn't a body with the message I sent you."

"What?" Glynda asked, surprised.

"There weren't even any remains." Blake said. "It was just like the flatbed car. All blood, no bodies."

"Save for the last car we were in." Yang said. "There was a body there but it was weird. It was like-"

A new sound interrupted Yang, stopping her dead in her tracks. The noise drew the attention of Glynda and Blake as well. It was a single, constant tone. Coming from behind Ruby's curtain. And the steady beeping had ceased.

Ruby's heart monitor had just flat-lined.

Yang practically leapt out of her bed, the agony in her chest ignored and forgotten. She jumped over Blake, landed, and grabbed the curtain. With a single, powerful tug, she tore the curtain (and its railing) down.

And there, for all to see, was a rather dazed looking Ruby. She was upright, holding the sensors by the wires, watching them dangle with a curious (and confused) look in her eyes. The sudden sound of the railing hitting the ground drew her attention away from the things she'd taken off her body. She looked up and saw Yang, Blake, and Glynda all staring at her.

"What?" Ruby asked, completely clueless as to why they were all staring.

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