Chapter 6
"I don't trust them," Jaune murmured.
"You're the one who stopped me from killing them," Yang shot back.
Jaune shrugged. "True. I never intended to have them leading us, though."
Roman and Neo walked several steps ahead, setting the pace and direction. The quartet had ventured into an area Yang was not familiar with, and thus left the two criminals with the advantageous knowledge the others lacked.
"So then why are they?" hissed the brawler.
"Neither of us have a clue where we are, remember?" snapped Jaune.
Yang withdrew into herself. That's all you were ever good for: being a coward, she mocked. You could never tell her what you wanted to say.
"Yang, I'm sorry," the blonde quickly apologized.
"Shut it!" she damn near screamed. Birds cawed, startled as much as the three companions.
"Is it that time of the month?" Roman snarked. He fell silent after Neo rolled her eyes.
Jaune rested his hands on her shoulders. "Yang."
"Let's just…keep going." The blonde breathed, and began to walk forward.
"You sur—"
"Dammit, yes!" she snapped.
Even Neo took a step back.
"We should talk," Jaune frowned at Yang.
The blonde set down the radio. A sigh drifted through her lips.
"What's going on?" He sat down beside her, eyes focused on the fire. One day out from civilization, and Yang had deemed it safe for a fire.
"My head…it's just constantly pounding. Something…I'm trying to remember something," Yang murmured, hypothesizing more than she cared to.
"Any idea what it is?"
"If I knew that, it wouldn't be so hard to remember, dumbass," she growled.
Jaune turned to her. "What does it mean when you get like this?"
Yang blinked. She picked up the radio. "I just react sometimes. Certain things set me off."
"I've noticed." Jaune turned his eyes lazily to the radio.
"I can't remember when it started. I used to just talk to myself. Now that I see other people looking at me…I understand how fucked I am." Yang bent her head down in shame.
Her companion had an arm around her in moments. "No, you're not fucked up. You just need some human companionship. It's been a while since you've had some, right?"
"Yeah, a while."
The two sat there, watched by Neo and Roman. Yang continued to fiddle with the wires in the radio.
"zzzt…forces…converge onto Vale…zzzt."
"You hear that? Seems like we're in for some trouble," Yang mumbled.
Roman heard her. He tipped his hat up to get a clear view of the brawler. "Blondie, what are you talking about?"
"The radio. It wasn't too clear, but it said—"
"Lady, that radio hasn't said shit." Roman frowned.
Yang blinked.
"zzzt…Atlas holding…Knights are on the move…zzzt."
"It just worked again!" Yang protested.
Jaune put his hand on her shoulder. "No, Yang, the radio hasn't worked the entire time we've been together."
Yang looked at Jaune with wide eyes.
Was it…in her head?
