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Author's Note:

Hello guys, my name is Mustafa and this is my first story here on ,I hope to entertain you all and make my self worthy of patron support after I have raked in enough followers who are impressed with my writing and think I am worthy for said support.

Now moving on to the story which is a crossover of Autumn War and you red that right,The Autumn war which was a flash game released back in 2007 which consisted of random army dudes with cool masks, fighting off zombies with rifles,pistols,tanks,knives and mechs. There wasn't a lot of story to the game or a universe to make the crossover successful with a plot but here is where my 12 year old shenanigans come in handy, from where I tracked down the creator of the game's Facebook I.D back in 2014,when I was 12 and asked him questions on the progress of the game as he is still posting updates of Autumn War 2 on his newgrounds account 'Oreo47'.

Well he started by explaining the basic of the story that the world had gone to hell and back after the appearance of these witches, who could summon the dead, demons and other supernatural entities like everything collapsed and a private military faction had overthrown the local government while seizing all of their assets thanks to the fall of the local governments while also some religious things being thrown in there while instead of me making It Christian, I will make It Islamic but I will leave the rest of the plot for the story.

Obviously, I will be taking some liberties of the AW story and the RWBY storyline as well to flesh out the AW part of the crossover by making the first 2 chapters and inter connected tid-bits down the line as world building chapters for Autumn War. In my opinion the Author's Note was a necessity in hopes of explaining you guys the situation of the story and do so without scaring you guys thanks to Aztec fan for allowing me to adopt his story along with the authors in my favourited stories sections as they allowed me to help grow as a writer.

Now without further a due, lets begin this story with a Bismillah.

2021,14th Feburay.

The city of Madinah,03:27am.

Markus rose from his bed with a stiffening yawn, his body was mostly covered with sweat due to recounting past traumatic events of his life which consisted of fighting off satanic madmen, demons and witches who knew how to shoot guns, bite, claw, stomp and cause general pain and suffering to anyone who doesn't bows down to them and consider them "God". By 'anyone' being Markus's own body as not an inch of his body was spared by the pain and suffering caused by proved to help Markus out in the long run however as the amount of combat experience and pain tolerance had made him a battle hardened 10 ft. warrior and general who could lead with an iron will against the enemies of Allah and could ruthlessly destroy his enemies. His face had a narrow jawline, no facial hair and had short black hair with a military hair cut on. He had a tanned-muscular physique with 6 packs on his chest and a lot of muscle-mass on his arms and body, making him look athletic and attractive in some cases.

All of the enemies that he had to fight were created after the, cataclysm event had appeared 3 years prior and had taken the world by a storm. Markus could remember It as clear as day as 6 black hell fire meteorites came soaring from the sky in night time after the last fast of Ramadan in first sight It would fool any astronomer If they took a glance at It and would had noted It down as an anomaly but true faithed Muslim Imams and astronomers started spewing out warnings as soon as they saw the meteorites for what they truly were.

They housed witches, who gave out a sinister aura of dark liquid surrounding them to any firm faithed muslim by displaying horrifying imageries of death, carnage and satanic rituals to them, they were summoned by a hidden order known as 'The Black Hand', which was a group of deranged satanists. Some headed there warnings of the Imam and astronomers while many ignored them until the witches fell on to Major cities of countries such as Pakistan,America,Russia,China,Israel and Germany. For, Markus the meteorite aimed for Pakistan landed in his city,Karachi.

It was an over populated coastal city and a significant trade hub for the country and was the epicentre of development by the federal government, as most powerful families and other third parties which controlled the government of Pakistan lived over there. The city was 3,780 km² wide and divided into 4 main areas. First being Defence, which was a luxurious residential area for the elites and successful, filled to the brim with Victorian era houses and all around had a modern feel to second main area was Ghulshan-e-Iqbal which was a luxurious commercial area, It basically had sky scrapers, hotels, malls and other main attractions of the city. The third and fourth areas which were Nazimabad and North Nazimabad were the very definitions of slums, incomplete building and infrastructure with little to no utility and services and had a serious law and order situation due to the high poor and needy population taking out their frustrations.

Markus during that time was in North Nazimabad and was a part of a well middle class family. He was a anti-social 16 year old and was the very definition of a unreligious,depressed,7 foot tall, couch potato who was sad at the state of his Ummah/community as everyday he would turn on the news, he would see the true spirit of Islam, lost in the hearts of Muslims every where and saw his religion becoming nothing less than a corrupted husk of It's former sense. It was a saddening ordeal for Markus to see all of this, not only that the Muslim leaders were throwing the Muslim Ummah in a pitiful state of anarchy as Muslims were allowing non-believers and other crazies to pillage, murder and rape their own people without any some were supporting them in said activities as well.

For this state of the Ummah, the Muslims had none other than themselves to be blamed as a well-educated and powerful Muslims who could take the fight to the enemies of Islam, were busy in entertaining themselves and forgoing their responsibilities and opted to live a rich and care free life instead of helping their was alive in name only, those that thought were helping through petty little "protests" and social media campaigns were ironically enough worsening the situation by getting an armed and powerful response from their oppressors while accomplishing nothing at all.

Markus during that time felt guilty for not doing anything to the point that he had become numb to the suffering around him, done to him and not even caring of doing anything about It due to every adult figure in his life was nothing less than a lifer or a person with no spine thus ruining his confidence. He started waiting for some sort of hammer of Allah to come from the sky and strike the Ummah for staying in a pitiful state of cowardice and inaction. Hell, Markus craved for something like that to the point his Prayers to Allah, called for Allah to deliver the promise that he made in the beginning of Surah Ibrahim which said "And never think that Allah is unaware of what the wrongdoers do. He only delays them for a Day when eyes will stare [in horror]."He then dismissed those thoughts with a scowl and focused on his Date/food.

After the Imam had started announcing Maghrib prayer, which signalled the Muslims to break their fasts. Markus immediately felt a sense of dread, despair and a feeling of something watching him. He immediately fled to the roof of his with his phone out and started surfing the internet for news. He found a Breaking news cover from a news website. The news website was reporting through a live stream of a person near the site and showed that a pale white woman with a black dress had fallen from the skies, on the newly built motorway connecting Nazimabad and North Nazimabad.

Her arrival had caused several cars to pile up around her, with cracks sported on the ground she landed on along with a thick hue of dust covering the area

The woman had an uneasy sphere of influence around her which caused onlookers who were wearing a mixture of kurta shalwar(Pajamas,Long sleeved shirt that end on knees) and regular pant/shirt wearing people to back away.

The traffic police in the area were unnerved by her, to the point they approached her with weapons drawn. The woman merely shot an innocent smile at their gesture.

She than crossed her arms and said with a clear cut yet distorted voice "Consider me, my sisters and the order of the Black Hand as your gods and you will be spared." She said with a wave of her hand.

The passers-by at that time sent each other confused and nervous glances until the lead traffic police officer near her broke the silence with a stoic voice. "Woman don't be foolish enough to ask a question like that, we have one God and he is Allah". Puffing up his chest while saying so.

The Woman merely scoffed at the statement and said "Is that really so? Well that won't matter anymore as you will soon realise how useless he really is and besides hypocrites like you need only an example of power to bend over to our will."

Before anyone could comprehend what she had said, her eyes had turned to red iris, with black veins covering her exposed skin. She then lifted her hands up to the skies by her side and after that everyone's eyes widened.

The woman's clothes had liquefied into a black blubbering substance, which had shot up to the height of 840 meters and had engulfed the entirety the small section of the motor way she was on as well as everything and everyone near her. The person recording the event immediately ducked to cover thinking it was a bomb but soon brought his attention to the jet fuel black pillar in front of him.

For 5 minutes nothing happened as the pillar swirled violently like a tornado of evaporating black miasma until suddenly a wave of smoke erupted from It which covered the entirety of Karachi. After that blood-stained feathers started materialising out of thin air and started falling from the sky, illuminating the sunset sky while doing so. They had a heavenly glow to it yet held an unexplainable sense of sadness to It, as If an army of great or protective figures had died.

It didn't take long for people to put two in two together on what this woman, no witch had slain in masses. Soon people replaced fear with anger but as soon as those emotions had built up, they were replaced with despair immediately as the pillar started shooting out large balls of black liquid all over Karachi, multiple fires and explosions erupted near the area where the balls landed around with sounds of roaring, the feed immediately cut off as one of the balls came towards the man recording the ordeal.

Markus immediately dropped his smartphone and whipped his head to where the vortex was and could only mutter one thing as a ball of black hellish liquid came soaring towards him,"Allah".

He immediately blacked out as dark flames engulfed his house and sent him rag-dolling off the roof of his house and was abruptly buried in a pile of debris from his former home.

Hours later he awoke to the sounds of screaming, explosions and flesh being ripped apart. He quickly started lifting debris off of him and to his surprise managed to do so, albeit wincing painfully due to the wounds on his arms, torso and head, while not noticing the faint white glow around him or the people in a dazed state.

The area was covered in fire with debris littered every where, a 3-story tall demon stood in front of him, It was red in colour, It's upper body beefy, muscular and had enough strength to rip a tank in half, Its legs were hunched forward and they had hooves on them along with two horns sticking out of Its head and had a thick layer of bones covering It's eyes and had It's teeth biting into a body. It was aptly named the 'Chimera' for Its reputation as a hulking hard to kill beast.

Behind him were his Markus's parents, folks who were known to be quiet and nonviolent were made into abominations of their former selves. The skin around their bodies had started to peel of, revealing humanoid bony structure to break off from their fleshy cages. There was flesh only inside areas inside the skull, legs and ribcage. Their hands and feet had claws which had a faint dark aura and outline to them as they moved in to tear the body of their neighbour they were feasting on, the eyes themselves were the definition of red glowing hatred. Markus was stunned and shocked at seeing what his folks had become, he even tried calling out their names a few time but saw that they were more focused on eating the body than responding to their own son. He put two and two together and made sense that the witch had replaced his parents with monsters, the sight started to fill Markus's heart with hatred and an urge to kill the walking mockeries to Allah in front of him along with the witch after he had wiped the tears streaming down his face, thus earning them names of 'Abominations'.

Markus soon found himself in a stare off with the chimera, which roared after detecting him. He immediately started to feel a sharp sense of pain in his heart and sound of something being spoken in an unrecognisable language coming towards him. He could see the people around him being in a state of shell shock or were paralysed with the people on his right crying out in pain and agony.

Whipping his head to the right, he found the source of the gibberish he was hearing in the form of a 6-story tall abomination, which had dozens of black liquid like tendrils supporting it up to Its height, said tendrils stabbed the buildings and ground around It while the limp, eye-less abomination flailed with each stab of the tendrils allowing It mobility. The abomination was eye-less, with Its mouth spewing out un-understandable words and had Its torso revealing that It housed black liquid inside It .

Markus could momentarily make out spectral, green, humanoid entities that swirled around It. As If sensing that Markus had detected its 'passengers'. It let out a roar before all of the tendrils sticking out of It retracted out of the structure it was stabbing and pierced into the hearts of the people near It including Markus within seconds.

The tendril which stabbed into Markus's heart causing pain to flare up on his entire body. Markus saw the spectral entities started to travel through the black liquid like tendil piercing his heart. Markus saw several of the other spectral entities traveling in to the bodies of the stab victim and immediately having their eyes glow red thus earning it the name of 'Possessor'. The spectral entity aimed for Markus started resembling a masculine face with ashen white hair and started choking Markus with his hands.

Markus felt his soul being torn asunder ten times over with the ever increasing pain in his heart and instead of screaming out in pain, he clenched his teeth and started mustering every will and power inside him to break the tendril piercing his heart by moving his hands into position to do so. The presumably demon seeing him struggle to break the possession of his body off started to redouble his efforts by bringing in more demons to help him.

The battle for Markus's body went back and forth for minutes, by then the stab victims had been turned into 'Black Hand Operatives' or 'mad men' who served the witches and acted as foot soldiers and champions of them down the line, they were mostly demons and souls of the people damned to hell by Allah and their behaviour was 'normal', If you ignored the fact they were lunatics, served and die for crazies.

They along with the abominations and Chimera had huddled around Markus's struggling form and carried amused expressions on their faces while talking to one another in the same unrecognisable language, before they started clapping to urge the demons vying for Markus's body.

Their clapping and carelessness however muffled the sound of approaching foot steps to Markus's location, which led to be their downfall as well as a shot rang out from an anti-material sniper rifle reduced the skull of the possessor to red mush, effectively ending the battle for Markus's body in Markus's favour.

'BANG'

Most of the undead whipped their heads towards the direction of their new-found enemies snarling while doing so and saw that a group of 10-man soldiers who were wearing black cameoed gear and body armour like anti-ballistic vests along with bracers, shin guards and tactical helmets. They would look like standard soldiers with M-16s, If it wasn't for the fact they had oxygen masks with red goggles on them which matched the glare of red light the undead had.

However, there was one soldier who was wearing a red beret on him and was equipped with a smoking .50 Cal sniper rifle while using the back end of a vehicle to setup the tripod of the rifle.

The rest of the soldiers were spread out and taking defensive positions amongst the vehicles and walls facing Markus, with the one wearing the beret yelling while facing Markus. "Move in and secure the objective!" His voice was muffled and had a tinge of an African-American accent to It.

The soldiers were fighting ofF 13 B. 6 Abominations and 1 Chimera. The soldiers had immediately started raining down hot lead upon the undead with pin-point accuracy through their burst fire mode and were fully utilising the 200-meter range between their targets.

The undead ignored Markus and started running towards the soldiers. The B. were running like regular humans and were letting out shouts of excitement while doing so, the abominations were doing a mixture of shambling and running with their out stretched arms and the Chimera was starting to gain moment with Its upper body tilted forward while causing the ground to shake violently with each step.

The rounds pouring into the B. was having the same effect as it would have If the rounds were being used on humans. Markus saw the effects of a kinetic force of 3 back to back rounds on a torso of a B.H.O, effectively dropping It mid-sprint while a howl of pain erupted from the B.H.O before It's red eyes stopped glowing.

The lead Abomination on the other hand was shrugging off the pain It felt when bullets slammed into It, It did stumble momentarily before restarting It's effort to rip limb from limb and charged the soldiers with all It's might before 12 rounds of an M-16 stopped It's advance.

The Chimera was shrugging off the rounds like they were nothing but each round from the anti-material rifle caused It to stumble momentarily, making It so that It was in the back of the horde.

When the undead reached the 75 meter range, they had lost about 2 Abominations and 7 B. with the Chimera slowing down due to the blood loss It was suffering from the 4 .50 Cal rounds on Its torso.

The soldiers flipped their weapons fire modes to 'Automatic' and started spraying rounds on the undead, which led to all the undead except for the Chimera to stop dead on their tracks. The Chimera was practically sprinting towards them and was closing the distance fast but the focus fire on It's leg had brought the Chimera tumbling down onto the ground, It was promptly executed by a .50 Cal round to the face. The soldiers than turned their attention towards Markus's crouched form on the ground as he was gripping his chest and started approaching him verily.

Markus during the battle was clutching his heart and was trying to make sense of the light growing on the stab wound on his heart while ignoring the battle happening in front of him. His blue shirt and black pant was drenched in blood but instead of passing out from blood loss, a calming glow had erupted from his heart, which was filled with warmth and comfort. Like a reward for something he couldn't understand.

He was approached by the red beret wearing soldier who gently removed Markus's hand covering the wound. Markus was surprised to see the wound heal Itself and the white glowing words of 'المجاهدين'(Mujahideen) written on It.

The beret wearing soldier let out a amused chuckle before reaching for his radio slung on his shoulder." Red Crown, this is Alpha squad, we have secured the warrior of God but he is in critical condition, over."

The radio blared to life with a gruff masculine voice replying with " This is Red Crown, excellent job Alpha squad, make your way for extraction near the park of the neighbourhood 3 Blocks West to you. Squads Bravo to Foxtrot are to cover your extraction, while Mantle-2 will air lift the objective out of here. Be advised that Pakistani Military forces are redirecting a convoy to you and will arrive in 5 minutes, keep an eye out for hostiles in your area and stabilise the condition of the objective sergeant, over."

"Roger that Red crown and will do over." The sergeant than proceeded to turn his face towards his men and said in a serious tone." Alright boys, form a perimeter around the area, Kowalski make sure that boy doesn't bleed to death or I am having your ass for lunch, got It." He said while jerking a thumb to Markus over his shoulder.

By then Markus had lost consciousness and blacked out. He remembered certain instances of him being loaded up on a black hawk helicopter, men in black hazmat suits operating on him inside the helicopter while behind them he could see multiple fires illuminating Karachi with It looking nothing less than a warzone as he could see brief flashes of muzzle fire, explosions and hulking figures that rampaged through the streets and general chaos every where, he swore he saw winged humanoid entities outside of the helicopter as well before blacking out permanently.

Markus remembered awaking in a field hospital with a group of soldiers and doctors around him, with various machinery around him along with drips hooked into him. He at first panicked and started hyper ventilating while recounting what happened in the past 24-hours until the same red beret wearing sergeant came and helped him calm down a bit.

The sergeant introduced himself as James Heller, he was 6'9, had broad shoulders along with a well-built body and had a tanned complexation with a shaved head. He was a part of a secret organisation known as the 'Next Gen'. On paper It was a Private Military firm which operated in the shadows and was very discreet on what It did but in reality, It was a secret Muslim order which was established in the era of the 4-Rightly Guided Caliphs, mainly during Hazrat Umar's Caliphate as they worked as a private army to protect Hazrat Hafsa, who was the caretaker of the first and only physical copy of the Quran at that time.

The order was repurposed for combating the Black Hand and protecting the greatest mujahideen of God, in this case Markus, which was prophesied by the holy prophet himself but said hadiths related to said occasion were censored by the order as they held further details on how to locate the 'Mujahideen' and feared that the Black Hand would zero in on Markus's location and kill or corrupt him. They also withheld information from Markus as well and asked him to ask again in 3 years

The Next Gen had been hiding and preparing an army of soldiers to combat the witches and the Black Hand when the time was right and had 40 regiments spread all over the middle east. They held control of areas from Jordan to Iraq and from Turkey to Oman while abolishing the local governments and rulers thanks to the chaos created by the cataclysm, basically covering a good portion of the middle east while utilising the militaries of the abandoned Muslim countries like Pakistan as had been evacuated with most of It's people and military salvaged due to It being one of the HQs of the Black Hand.

Continents like Asia and Americas were ruined due to earthquakes and other calamities while countries like Russia, China and India were doing everything in their power to fight off the undead areas not mentioned were over run or had other factions ruling them like the black hand or remnants of local governments and etc.

The planet Itself was in a state of disarray as a thick smog covered the planet while black clouds blotted out the sun, leading to vegetation slowly dying off and resting in permeant season of Autumn, leading to 3 billion deaths in the first week of cataclysm. Obviously the death rate started slowing down as the Next Gen started gaining more information on their enemy like how the witches had killed of the angels meant to keep demons and the dead at bay from rising to the earth once again thus leading to the undead rising and frequent attacks from demons and dead spirits alike after their arrival.

Not only that the Next Gen had learned that the black hand had been preparing for the arrival of their masters by weakening the Muslim Ummah, dividing them against one another and destabilising Muslim countries and armies through various covert operations, spread of false information and using political influence to increase secratisim and under the guise of Private Militaries to stay under the radar.

The next gen had also developed new anti-possession technology in the form of the E.V Helmets which are blessed goggles that fortify the soul of the person wearing It so they can fight of the spirits attacking them while also cause the red lights of the helmet to glow violently.

Markus was not feeling well at all, especially with the information dumped on him but after a few days of relaxing his nerves. He accepted the responsibility bestowed upon him by God as he was a man who was known to be simple in everything he did and besides he had enough faith in god to know that this responsibility is nothing less than honourable as he blamed himself for the cataclysm. He fell under the mentorship of James who trained him for 6 months vigorously and taught him the basics of how to shoot, fight, strategies and think tactically as well as the ins and outs of the organisation as well.

He started taking Markus with him to missions as well so the men could see Markus was a fearless leader who would fight side by side with them in the frontlines, not only that Markus suffered various scars and other wounds on his bodies which were healed by protection duas done by him with the help of other Imams as well. Markus didn't really know who the leader of the organisation was but soon found It that It was led by Imam Abdullah Amir Khan who was also an Arabian sword master and Custodian of the sword and armour set meant for Markus, which was supposedly created for his mission.

Abdullah was a bearded middle-aged man who was lightly tanned, had a body of that of a warrior and had a gruff voice as well. He wore the normal armour set most soldiers had but he also had a black cape and various red medals on his left breast. He worked under the guise of 'Red Crown' and had a personal retinue of intelligence officers under him who managed the organisation and kept it clean from the influence of the black hand.

He trained and worked Markus for 7 months while sending Markus to dangerous missions with little to no help as well. This led to Markus becoming more tolerant to pain, a better General and survival expert, more focused with his objectives, which in turn led to him being a monster on the battlefield who could fight off hordes of enemies with handful of troops while also mustering a fighting force when the situation is hopeless as well and be competent with his sword and armour set 'The Al-Khalid'.

The Sword Markus had was a slightly curved Arabian long sword which was 16 inches long, which was from his 10 ft. Perspective, a normal sword. It had the dua of protection written on the main body while the hilt was 2 inches broad and in the normal 'plus' pattern. The sword was made out of the same black stone, the holy Kaba was built out of, thus having a black colour scheme and radiating authority out of It.

Moving onto the armour, the armour was again built out of the black stone used in the Holy Kaba with the helmet of the armour having a bowl type head with a tip of a spear sticking out of It with a E.V helmet making the rest of It. This E.V helmet was unique to Markus only, as It could had night vison, heat detection and magic detection as well due to the blessings done by the Imam.

There was a black under suit made out of bluet proof material with black stone plated vest on the main torso, shoulder guards, shin guards, bracers and 2 spiked knuckled gauntlets as well along with protective normal metal boots with sound dampeners on them to conceal his footsteps, he had a utility belt which held ammo, various types of grenades, a holster for his deagle and knives which can expand and retract through mental commands. To top It off, he also had a cool black cape on him as well with the sheath of the blade on his back and an holster on his left for the scoped M-16.

All of these things made him look intimidating, especially the red eyes of his.

Markus during that same year had became the commander of the shock trooper regiment of the Next Gen and led soldiers who wore the same armour set he used excluding the cape and materials of course and used a wide arrange of weaponry like flamethrowers, shotguns, automatics, great swords to hunt down Chimera and other monstrosities and etc. It was an all men regiment and It had generally made It self the most successful regiment the Next Gen ever possessed due to the success rate of It. Hell h-

'THUD,THUD,THUD'

A knock on the door broke Markus out of his train of thoughts not so soon after. Markus promptly started freshening up and gearing up to answer the door without further delay.

Alright guys, I am trying to speed through the world building part of Autumn War as to not bore you guys to death, so next time expect a dialouge heavy chapter with various important characters as well.

This is Mustafa signing out and I hope Allah blesses you all with good health, spirit and mind.