Jaune shuffled through the halls of Beacon, dragging his feet as much as he could. All around him were students and professors of Beacon acting in much the same way. Every now and again, Nora's head would hit Jaune's back, reminding him how closely she was following him.
He spotted the door he was looking for and shuffled over to it, glad that it was still closed. He stood right at the door so that no one would notice his hands working at the lock. As soon as he slipped the key in and turned it, he swung the door open.
Nora, Ren, Pyrrha, and Velvet rushed into Professor Port's classroom. Jaune hurried in after them, closing the door as quickly as possible. He wasn't quite fast enough, and one of the others wandering around the halls managed to jam themselves in the way.
Jaune pulled the door as hard as he could, yelling to his teammates. "Someone get this guy!"
Reacting instantly, Pyrrha ran up and kicked them in the face. They fell back into the hall, allowing Jaune to close the door. Finally, they had a moment of peace to figure out where they stood. Jaune slid down with his back to the door and looked around at the few people who had managed to survive.
Pyrrha sat down beside him. "Alright, Jaune. We're here. Now what?"
Nora opened a closet near Professor Port's desk. "There's a lot of stuff stored in here! We've got food!"
Velvet, who was looking through the closet with Nora, found something else of interest. She pulled out the small object and turned it on. "Alright! This'll help pass the time!"
Ren glanced at it questioningly. "You're going to play video games while everyone in the school is trying to eat us?"
She looked to the door Jaune and Pyrrha were sitting against. "They're not getting in and we're not getting out any time soon. We got nothing else to do."
Pyrrha stood up and got everyone's attention. "But what happens when they do get in? We were caught completely off guard! We don't have any of our weapons with us!"
Nora looked up from the closet. "Can we even fight them? I know they're all zombies and everything, but-"
"Don't say that word."
Everyone looked to Jaune. Nora's eyebrow arched. "Don't say what word?"
Jaune stood up, keeping his back to the door. "The... the 'z' word. Don't say it."
Velvet paused her game. "The 'z' word? You mean 'zombie'?"
Jaune flinched. "Don't say it!"
"Why not?" Her finger was hovering over the pause button dramatically, as if anyone else cared if she played the game.
Jaune threw his hands in the air. "Because it's ridiculous!"
Pyrrha snapped her fingers in Jaune's ear. "More importantly, we're defenseless. What do we use as weapons?"
Velvet pointed up above everyone's heads and Professor Port's weapon that was mounted on the wall. "The Professor always keeps it loaded, so we've at least got something."
Jaune shook his head. "Sorry, but I doubt he really keeps it loaded."
Velvet nodded. "Yes he does! Yang told me that Professor Port always keeps his weapon loaded."
Jaune was getting frantic. "Yang also says that Beowolves can't look up!"
"They bloody can't!"
"Of course they can!"
"Jaune! Velvet!" Pyrrha called attention from the two. "Shouldn't we at least check?"
Velvet dropped her arms to her side. "I hardly think now is the time. Besides, where are we gonna get a Beowolf in the middle of a zombie invasion?"
Jaune flailed his arms wildly. "Stop calling them zombies!"
Before any further argument could be made, there was the sound of splintering wood as the zombies in the hall pulled the door apart. They all scrambled away from the door just as the horde pulled the wooden wreckage aside. Jaune turned to face the horde, seeing the tall figure leading the charge.
"Guess we get to break his legs now." Nora cheered happily.
Jaune watched in horror as a zombified Cardin headed straight for him. "Uh, I think there's still some of him left in there."
Behind him, Pyrrha was frantically looking for an escape. "How do you know, Jaune?"
"Well, cause he's staring right at me like he wants to rip me in half."
BANG
Zombie Cardin fell over, and every head in the room turned to the source of the sound. Velvet stood on Professor Port's desk, wielding the blunderbuss ax. She looked over to Jaune pointedly. "Told you he keeps it loaded."
Jaune shrugged. "Fine. Toss it here." She did so, and he caught the weapon and aimed it at another zombie, adding commentary as he fired. "But Beowolves can look up."
A few shots later, with the others all crowded behind him and the zombies closing in, Jaune spotted something out in the hall. Four bright streaks of color flew past, followed by a wake of zombie pieces. From out in the hall, they heard someone shout.
"Hey ho! Survivors back there!"
Moments later, the room was cleared of zombies in a whirlwind of fire, ice, and rose petals. Then, standing in front of them and posing like they were the main cast of an anime, were Ruby, Weiss, and Yang.
Ruby saluted happily. "Zombie removal service has arrived!"
Weiss rolled her eyes. "Stop calling them that, Ruby. That word is ridiculous."
Yang squinted at the five other survivors in front of her, then laughed. "So what are you supposed to be? Team JNPRV?" She looked over at her teammates. "Get it? As in 'Juniperv'?"
Weiss slumped over in dismay. "Yang, please shut up."
Pyrrha stepped forward, looking behind the three girls. "Um... where's Blake?"
Team RWY looked at each other uncomfortably before Yang answered. "Yeah... she, uh... well, the last we saw her, she was running out of the room yelling 'my ninjas'."
Weiss added her own bit. "We think she might be unstable."
Suddenly, the whole school shook from an impact. Yang grabbed Myrtenaster and stabbed it into the ground to hold herself steady, ignoring the fact that this caused Weiss to fall down. She looked around. "What the heck was that?"
Pyrrha looked to Jaune. "What is it? More zombies?"
Jaune shook his head. He had a bad feeling. "Worse."
Maybe perhaps sometime in the near-to-distant future, if you want it and I can do it, a sequel to this chapter! Are you ready for this?
Jaune Of The Flood
Coming soon
Maybe
If you have any suggestions, feel free to let me know. I've already got plenty of ideas for things to do, but I intend to keep this going forever.
