"More enemies incoming!" Shouted a soldier of Vale. King Oz looked upon the battlefield, seeing hundreds of people fighting. The men were tearing each other to pieces, whether it was with their hands, with their rifles, or with their swords and axes. The King walked across the sands of Vacuo, where the battlefield was. He witnessed so much carnage, he watched as men fell over and died, however, there was one thing he noticed... his general, a man nicknamed The Emerald Knight stood above the corpses of soldiers from Mantle and from Mistral. He wore sage colored armor, the kind of armor that no men could ever possibly dream of and it had a gold visor. He was a giant and was the most fearsome warrior that King Oz had ever witnessed in all of his lifetimes.

The Master Chief threw a soldier from Mantle down face first onto the sandy deserts of Vacuo. The Emerald Knight simply drew his M6D from his holster with the swiftness that no other natural being could compete with and aimed it at the downed opponent. He fired only once and the bullet easily tore through the enemy's chest with ease. His chain-mail armor couldn't stop the powerful round that the Chief's magnum fired.

"Emerald Knight, you will rue the day you came to Vacuo!" Shouted a man. The Master Chief only turned and saw another man in shining white armor, like the armor that those in the Knights Templar used to wear on Earth, though there was nothing of the old Christian religion on this man's armor, instead there were many black and red colored designs on this man's set of armor, all of them making him look as if he were a more humanoid beowulf.

"It seems Captain Geats has chosen to meet you on the field," Cortana, Chief's AI companion spoke in their private comm channel.

Chief wasn't surprised, the two were going to have clashed eventually. He stared at the man who twirled his black broadsword known only as Hrunting. Captain Wulf Geats was one of Mantle's greatest soldiers, he was a wonderful leader and a very competent warrior.

"Draw your blade, Knight. Die with honor!" Cried Geats, Chief only responded with holstering his M6D and then reached from behind, pulling out a sword from the sheath that was magnetically attached to his back. This was a simple large broadsword so heavy that a common man could never carry it...

But The Master Chief was no common man.

The sword was named Sigurd, named after an ancient Norse warrior from Earth who wielded a sword to kill a dragon. It was a heavy blade and was one of the very first weapons using the new "mecha shift" technology, the technology that allowed a weapon to transform into something different. The Master Chief braced himself, moving a foot forward and pointed his blade at his foe with his large armored hands. The silver blade was prepared to strike, and kill the Captain.

Geats charged at Chief, after what felt like hours of waiting it was the Captain who would make the first move. He swung his black sword at Chief, a horizontal swing which the SPARTAN-II deflected using Sigurd. The Spartan went ahead and brought the blade down upon Geats, who avoided the heavy swing, however, Chief picked the blade up and swung once again at the enemy who swiftly dodged, keeping his distance from the spartan. It was obvious he was going to be taking his opponent seriously, and the knight finally charged at The Master Chief once more, swinging his blade in a vertical fashion and brought the sword upon The Emerald Knight who only defended himself once again and swung his heavy blade.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The sounds of swords clashing against each other were loudly heard, Geats was parrying and defending himself from each and every blow the more powerful Master Chief could give him, and as he continued striking The Spartan II realized something... the Mantilian Knight was using his aura to keep up with the Chief's natural strength. Chief was able to tell due to the light sound of panting that his helmet was able to pick up and it quickly made Chief realize that he could take advantage of this situation, the Spartan II did not need aura for his strength, no, he had only his augmentations and MJOLNIR MARK VI Power Armor to take down this knight clad in armor. The Master Chief simply drew Sigurd once more and decided to finally use all of his strength, bringing the mighty sword upon the weakened knight.

CLANG!

Captain Geats attempted to defend himself from this mighty strike, but it was to no avail. The black sword was known as Hrunting, the primary and only weapon that the mighty Captain Wulf Geats used was shattered and it fell to the floor in pieces. The Knight soon got onto his knees and stared into The Master Chief's golden visor.

"You have won, I am defenseless and I have no means to fight you, I can already tell that with these last few strikes, you will have won against me anyway." Spoke Geats.

"I ask that you please, kill me. I do not want to be taken prisoner and be shamed when I return home, please! Let me die with my men!" Cried Geats. The Master Chief only stared at the Knight and finally... brought his sword up, and swung down upon the fallen warrior.

King Oz stared at Chief, who slammed the sword down near the soldier, his eyes widened in surprise. He then spoke, or at least Oz thought that he was... he had a hard time telling when The Emerald Knight spoke or not. The Chief then proceeded to take the sword and sheathed it. Then walked back to his King.

"King Oz," Chief said.

"Why did you not kill him?" Asked Oz. There was no anger in his voice, just curiosity. Why would The Master Chief, the most powerful man on Remnant spare his enemy?

"He was already beaten, and he surrendered." The Master Chief simply said. Oz nodded, but deep down... The King felt as if there was more, more to why Chief said what he said. He pushed the thoughts away, he had a battle to lead and focus on.

"I see... let us go then, Spartan." Oz finally said.

You have brought nothing into this world, and we will ensure you bring nothing out.

Oscar Pine woke up from his slumber, the boy sweated profusely and then sighed. He questioned, what exactly did he witness? What did he dream of-

"What you just experienced was one of my former lives... whenever I was The King Of Vale during The Great War." Said Ozpin, the man who called himself the Wizard and resided within the mind of the young boy.

"What was that though? That battle, and that man!" Said Oscar, who was honestly surprised by everything he had just seen.

"It was one of the final battles of The Great War, and the man that fought with me was known as The Master Chief, though to everyone else... he is The Emerald Knight, a legendary hero who slew Captain Wulf Geats of Mantle, and went onto bring peace and freedom to the four Kingdoms along with King Oz." The Wizard responded.

"But that man, he was Wulf Geats, right? The Knight didn't slay him!" Said Oscar.

"Of course. History seems to have overlooked that tiny detail, though what they didn't seem to notice was that The Emerald Knight currently lives."

"Lives? Like you? Is he a voice in the head of some other kid also?"

"No, not like that... no, his tale is much different than mine. I will tell you it, and since you're up... you can go ahead and begin moving. We're not too far from Mistral," Said Ozpin. Oscar sighed as he finally did get up, the young boy stretched his arms and let out a yawn, he turned and then began rolling up his sleeping bag.

"The Emerald Knight is not his true name, as you heard earlier... I called him The Master Chief." Said Ozpin.

"He came from a distant world, or universe and his ship crash landed here in Mistral, of all places. All he had were his advanced weapons, his AI companion and of course his dark green armor."

"Was his armor actually indestructible?" Asked Oscar.

"No, that was just superstition made up by the common people, and later turned into a fairy tale. Historians actually believed that he could have potentially carried a shield with him perhaps, or his armor was actually constructed by Mantilian Blacksmith's who rebelled against their emperor, however, his armor was also part of that advanced technology that I mentioned earlier, and it had energy shields."

"Energy shields? That technology wasn't even developed then, how is that possible?"

"It wasn't developed then in Remnant, but again... he came from somewhere else, he was an alien, but yet human like you and I." Said The Wizard.

"He had come from a different universe and was with a military that called itself the UNSC and was at war with another group known as The Covenant. During the end of the war, however, the ship he was on was split in half. One half had gone to their homeworld while the other half landed here."

"Eventually we would come across his ship, and he had been fending off not only The grimm but also The Mistralian Rangers, whose skills with the bow and with dust were no match against The Master Chief and his superior firepower..."

"Do? I think that's obvious, Chief. Make him a Squad Leader."

King Oz stared at the sight, a large construct made of metal had landed into the ground, there were flames that were slowly being put out thanks to the rain, and there were the sounds of rapid gunfire... The King was in awe, how many marksmen were putting up a fight? There was no way that one single gunman could be doing this.

"Knights, to me! Let us support these warriors in combat, if we do not then the Grimm will overrun them, and if not them then surely the bastards of Mistral!" Cried Oz. His Knights all shouted,

"Sir, yes sir!" Then drew their swords.

"Riflemen, give us covering fire! With our luck, we'll wipe our foes out in one move!" Ordered The King. They all nodded and drew their rifles. Simple lever action rifles that worked well for ranged combat. The men all began charging, with King Oz at the front, his bright and shining sword in hand and his revolver in the other.

"It's King Oz and his men!" Shouted a Ranger.

"Dammit, we didn't expect this! Turn back, turn back now!" Shouted another. As Oz came closer and closer to the scene, his knights and riflemen quickly began attacking the enemies, but at the center of all this fighting... there was one man, a behemoth really, clad in the strangest green armor fighting many Mistralian Rangers, with nothing but some sort of weapon. It appeared to look like a rifle, but there was a strange pump under the weapon's barrel.

This behemoth simply kicked a ranger down and fired the weapon at him. He pumped the firearm and then aimed at another ranger who tried jumping onto the soldier but he simply shot him down as well. The King was shocked, how could a man take down two Mistralian Rangers, men who were known for being the most vicious of cutthroats down with ease? He was amazed by this performance! However, King Oz was worried. Eventually, this man would be overrun, and he would need to be saved. He urged his horse to go to the scene of the battle faster, and it obeyed him. The beautiful white stallion began galloping faster, and faster until Oz jumped off, and fired his revolver at two Rangers coming from behind the behemoth. The armored warrior turned, seeing the figure who fired the rounds and was about to fire until Oz landed onto the floor, sword, and revolver in his hands.

"Do not attack me, I am here to help you!" Shouted Oz, who shot another Ranger to the floor.

"Who are you?" Asked the warrior.

"I am King Oz of Vale, we are here to overthrow the tyrannical and oppressive Mistral King." Said Oz. He watched as the man quickly pulled out a silver pistol from his holster and fire, it wasn't aimed at him but instead at another Mistral Ranger.

"Call me Chief," He said. Oz simply nodded, finally he used his sword and charged at a ranger coming from his left. Using the blade, he sent several slashes and then, when the man's aura was cut through he sliced the ranger's arm off. He dropped the knife and let out a scream of pain, which was ended when Oz shot him square in the face.

"We have more enemies coming!" Shouted The Chief.

"How do you know?" Asked Oz.

"There's a rada-"

"Sir! Grimm are coming from our 9 o'clock!" Shouted one of Oz's knights.

"Damn! I didn't think they'd get here so soon!" Said Oz. He stared at the Chief, who wielded his powerful weapons, using them against the fleeing Mistralian Rangers, easily putting them down.

"What are Grimm?" Asked Chief.

"Creatures that are hostile to all living beings, they feed off of negative energy... for example, this conflict is creating a lot of negativity, therefore? They're very attracted to it. They take all kinds of different shapes and forms, however, you can easily identify a creature of Grimm by their natural black and white colors, they also have bright red eyes and a red symbol somewhere on the body, though it's the first three are usually a good indicator." Oz explained.

"Understood," Said Chief.

In only a few short seconds later, a rifleman began shouting,

"Hellhounds! They're coming in waves!" He said.

"Shite! Swordsman, bring up your shields, riflemen, mark your targets and fire on my command!" Said King Oz, who then turned to the Chief.

"Hellhounds are ferocious dogs, easy to kill but beware of the flames that they can breathe, and as well as their tails. Their tails are that of snakes, and if they bite you, well... you're done for, their poison can make a man drop to the floor dead." The King explained

"Do you have any other firearms? We may be here for a while," Oz finally asked, noticing that all Chief had were his two firearms, and he was sure that the pump action weapon and his pistol would be of no use.

"I do, but I want the swordsmen to stand back. How competent are your riflemen?" Chief responded.

"They're the best that Vale has to offer, Chief. I suppose you have a plan?" Asked Oz. The man nodded.

"I have heavy ordinance with me, I can use that to take down a majority of the horde while your riflemen can get rid of the stragglers."

"Understood, will you need covering fire?" Asked Oz.

"No, focus on defending yourselves. I'll be out soon and my armor can easily handle whatever these Hellhounds can throw at me."

The Chief then put his primary weapon on his back and began running, drawing his pistol and fired at the oncoming horde of Hellhounds that were rushing to King Oz and his men as if they were like hungry animals, prepared to feast on their flesh.

"As soon as you get these disgusting mongrels in sight, shoot them down!" Oz ordered his riflemen, then he stared at his swordsmen, whose shields were up and swords pointed at their foe.

"Stay on the defensive, if those dogs get you, you're going to be a dead man!" He told them.


"So what happened next?" Asked Oscar.

"My men were quickly being overwhelmed. It was a massacre, despite our best attempts all of us kept falling one after another, either from the flames that the Hellhounds spat at us or from their poisonous tails. Our riflemen were starting to run low on ammunition by the fourth wave, however... The Master Chief did come back to the fight, and he was not lying when he said he had acquired heavy ordinance." Ozpin responded.


Oz stared at The Chief, who wielded a large double-barreled weapon, it looked odd, strange and honestly in his minds, a pile of bulky junk. However, as soon as he pulled the trigger, his views of the weapon changed. A large explosive was launched from the first barrel and slammed straight into a horde of Hellhounds, they were quickly killed as soon as the explosive hit the first hound. He took aim once again at another horde, this time they were charging towards him, but he didn't seem to mind. The Chief simply took only a few steps back and fired once more. The horde's size dwindled, but it wasn't enough. The large man simply dropped his explosive launcher and pulled out a large gray rifle with a drum underneath it. Oz wondered how this man's weapons worked, they were so strange, but yet... they were so powerful.

He watched as The Chief pulled the trigger and the weapon began firing bullets at a rapid speed, faster than any rifle, and hell, faster than any gatling guns that he'd ever witnessed.

RAKATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA!

Hellhounds fell over, their black fur and flesh were being torn apart by these powerful bullets that The Chief's large machine gun fired. The hounds of Grimm were falling one by one, they were like sheep to the slaughter. Oz stared and watched, each and every hound let out a loud yelp as they fell to the floor, and their bodies quickly began decaying.

Another horde tried to flank The Chief, but he simply pulled out two devices which Oz was easily able to recognize as fragmentation grenades, and threw them at the direction from where the horde was coming from, the scary part about it was, was the fact that the Chief's throw was one hundred percent accurate, the first grenade hit the face of a hound, and the loud crack of the hound's jaw breaking was heard among the men, despite the fact that the loud rifles were still being fired.

In a split second, The Chief turned around, his weapon of mass destruction was held tightly in his hands and as soon as the barrel met the two grenades and the hounds... he pulled the trigger once more.

KATHOOM! KATHOOM!

RAKATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA!

Two powerful explosions were heard, seen and felt all at once. Oz's eyes widened as he only saw The Chief move forward, the Hellhounds weren't even coming to King Oz and his men anymore, what little remained were rushing towards The Chief, but the large soldier simply cut them down with his powerful rifle, with each bullet that impacted them they dropped like flies. Oz and all of his men even witnessed The Chief grip a Hellhound by the throat, lift it up and then slam it to the ground. He stomped on its throat and fired a few rounds into it easily taking it down.

"By The Gods..." muttered a Knight.

"Is everyone OK?" Called out The Chief, the large drum that was attached underneath the rifle dropped to the dirt ground, and he simply put another drum inside the weapon, like it was no big deal. Like it was an average day for him.

"We've taken several casualties and we're running low on ammo. We need to retreat while we still can, come, Chief! We have a camp not too far from here, come with us, friend!" King Oz said as he walked towards The Chief, he stretched his arm out, lending the much larger soldier take it, but he did not. He only stared at King Oz and finally... he spoke,

"You don't know where I came from, you don't know who I really am, are you sure you could trust me, King Oz?" Asked The Chief.

"Your name is Chief, and as far as I'm concerned, you became our friend as soon as you fought against Mistral with us," Oz said.

"I would be honored if I could have a man with talents such as yours fight alongside my men and I." He continued.

"That's nice and all, but... we'd like to know what we're getting into." A feminine voice spoke, echoing through the Chief's helmet. Oz drew his sword in an instant, prompting the Chief to stand back and pull out his sidearm, the same pistol he heard before.

"The voice of that damned witch! Do you serve her?" Cried Oz.

"Witch?" Asked Chief, as he finally pulled out something from his helmet, a chip of some sort. The chip lit up, and soon a beautiful blue woman was staring at Oz.

"I don't think I'm a witch, though many scientists believed that people in the Middle Ages would think of the technology we have nowadays to be in fact, witchcraft." She said. The startled king soon calmed down, and finally sheathed his sword, giving a sigh of relief.

"Apologies, you sounded... familiar, a woman I once knew. Though, that is a story for another day." Oz said, then nodded.

"Yes, I will gladly explain everything to you at the camp. You will be fed there as well, and tomorrow if you wish to join us, we will be attacking the front gates of Mistral." He finally spoke.

"We make our own luck, but I'll always be there when you need me."

"So.. who was the woman?" Asked Oscar.

"Her name was Cortana, she was the Chief's artificial intelligence and companion, and probably the one person he held dear the most. She provided him with everything, whether it be simple intelligence or someone to talk to." Ozpin said.

"But she was a machine?" Asked the boy, still curious about The Chief's and Cortana's relationship.

"In a way, she was both. I still to this very day don't know exactly how it all works, but Cortana was made using a cloned human brain, so she is in a way, human like you and I." Ozpin explained. Oscar simply nodded, finally understanding The Chief's ally.

"So, what happened after the war? You said The Emerald Knight or Chief still lives... right?" Asked the boy.

"Yes, I did... his ship, The Forward Unto Dawn, still had power inside of it. After we slew The Mantilian Emperor, The Master Chief requested that we let him rest, and we are to only awake him if the UNSC were to arrive on Remnant, or if something catastrophic happened and we absolutely needed his help. I agreed to request, and he went to sleep once more, and in order to better protect and hide the Chief, I used my magic to cast an illusion, making the remnants of The Dawn into that of a mountain." Explained Ozpin.

Oscar continued to walk, and thought and thought and then finally... he spoke up.

"We should find The Emerald Knight,"

"Pardon?" Asked Ozpin, genuinely surprised.

"You said that he agreed to be awoken if the situation was dire and I mean... it kind of is," Oscar said.

"From what you told me and from what I saw on the TV, Beacon Academy is destroyed." The boy said and then continued.

"You died, and don't really have much to go on. Don't you think it would be better if we had some sort of wild card? A way to really fight back, I mean from what you told me and from what we dreamed of, The Master Chief is a total beast! He was tearing grimm and people apart left and right, nothing was stopping him!"

"We need him, Ozpin. I know you wanna be respectful to him as much as possible, but... maybe it's best if we wake him up."

The two reached a fork in the middle of the dirt road they walked across, and there was now only silence.

"Take a left," Said Ozpin, which confused Oscar, as he stared at a sign which said Mistral was to the right.

"If you take a left, there you will find where The Master Chief sleeps. I only hope that he doesn't push us away in this time..." The Wizard said. Oscar smiled, the boy was happy that Ozpin was listening and even happier that he was going to be able to meet a legend, a legend like The Emerald Knight.


Hey everyone, how's it going? So as of recently, i've been working on something special and this is it- a HaloXRWBY fanfic, something that i've been wanting to do for a good while but I never had the right idea until well, now.

Hope you guys enjoyed this.

-HeyMrJack