Zombies - The Outbreak of 1879

Belmont, Nevada, 1879
ZOMBIES
THE OUTBREAK OF 1879
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By JaegerWayne1
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INTRODUCTION

Yukon and his team of Minutemen have landed in the icy tundra in Atlas known as the Penrock Slopes. After the first day, the group is fatigued and is sitting around a fire Weiss made with her rapier. The team is sitting around the campfire, talking. Pyrrha has her head on Jaune's shoulder, almost asleep. Ren and Nora are sitting close to each other, and Yang and Blake are wrapped up in the blankets I brought. Ruby is in her sleeping bag, and Weiss is on a crate she pulled up with her heavy jacket. Ruby is the first to speak up.

Ruby: "So... got any scary stories?"

I lower my beer from my lips.

Yukon: "...What?"

Yang: "Yeah, what are you talking about, sis?"

Blake: "I'm also a bit curious. What do you mean?"

Ruby: "C'mon, sis, it's just like when Dad would take us camping, except this time it's in Atlas and with friends! You too Weiss."

Weiss: "Hey!"

Ruby: "So, someone has to have a story! It doesn't even have to be scary! It's just so quiet, and cold... and you're just drinking alcohol!"

The last drop of the cold Schaefer falls onto my tongue. I drop the bottle and look at Ruby.

Yukon: "...Yeah? What's the issue?"

Ruby: "...You shouldn't be drinking in front of minors..."

Yukon: "I reckon I'm old enough to be making my own choices, kid."

Ruby: "You're setting a bad example for us."

Yukon: "Heh, guess I am."

Jaune: "H-Hey, I've got a story! It's about my grandpa who fought in the Great War."

Nora: "Is it scary?!"

Jaune: "Well, no, but-"

Nora: "I don't want to hear it then. Only scary stories."

Ren: "Nora."

I chuckle at the pair as I pick up another bottle. I pop the top off and take a swig.

Yukon: "Let the man speak, Valkyrie."

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Nora: "See, I told you it would be boring."

Jaune: "Whatever..."

 Pyrrha: "I thought it was a nice story."

Nora: "Psh! Yeah right, you're just saying that cause you have a cru-"

Before she can finish, the Spartan tackles her over the fire. And Nora, well, I did tell her to work on reaction time... it's a damn shame she didn't listen.

Nora: "Ow-"

Pyrrha: "Not. Another. Word."

Nora nods her head vigorously. Who knew the redhead had it in her.

Yukon: "All right, settle down."

The pair go back to their respective spots.

Now, time to tell a real scary story.

Yukon: "I've got a scary story. Better yet, it's a real story. Sit down, you'll need to for this one..."

Belmont, Nevada, 1879 - Yukon Marston