Chapter 1

A/N: So I was sitting around playing origins and I thought to myself, "Why isn't there a crossover with zombies and RWBY?" So I decided that I would do my own kind of story. Still if you are reading this then I hope you enjoy!

"Look at what you did you IDIOT!" Edward removed his glove and smacked Nikolai on the back of the head.

Nikolai put down his shotgun and poked the dead body, the legless zombie was crumpled up on the floor. "I swear I did not do anything!"

"You probably did it in one of your drunken rages you pathetic slob." Takeo smacked the drunk with his sword hilt.

"OW!" Nikolai rubbed his head. "Why you hit Nikolai? Nikolai did nothing, he was watching zombie like he was asked then it went dead. Again."

Dempsey took the opportunity to intervene, "Hey maybe we should be more concerned with the start of the next wave?" Dempsey put down his skull crusher and reloaded his HK115 Oscillator.

Richthofen put back on his glove and began to reload his Afterburner, "Though the American is an idiot for once he is right. Even though my last pretty is dead there is no more. Why hasn't the next round started?"

Nikolai continued to rub his head, "Maybe zombie is broken?"

Richthofen looked around the abandoned theater, he knew that his plan could not continue if they were stuck in this damned theater. He knew the teleporter was the only way out but as long a Samantha was in control of this area they could not escape successfully.

Dempsey reloaded his guns "So now what doc?"

Richthofen took out his Wunderwaffe DG-2 and inspected it to make sure it had no faults, "The teleporter was able to transport us not only through space but also through time. I believe that when the teleporter it overloaded with 115 then the capabilities of transportation are unlimited."

Dempsey began to scan the room for zombies, "That's great doc but what about the next wave. We wont have time to transport all hastily if were being overrunned."

"No, I believe that this will not be a problem. Samantha has exerted all the physical force she can in this location and is no longer able to reanimate the dead. She can not control the pretties without a steady stream of 115 and she has used all of it up."

Nikolai scratched his head, "So… she gave up?"

Richtofen briged his nose, "Yes Nikolai, she gave up."

Takeo pulled out his sword and wiped all the blood away, "Like a honorless demon she runs when she realized my ancestors are protecting us."

"My ancestors make me drunk!" Nikolai took out his bottle of Vodka and began to drink it down.

Takeo put his sword back into the holder, "You make me sick you utter drunk."

"Stille! We have work to do!" Richthofen loaded his Wunderwaffe DG-2.

"Hoha, let go kick some ass!" Dempsey walked into the teleporter.

Nikolai drank the last of his vodka and threw the bottle on the floor stepping into the teleport, "Come comrades, adventure awaits!"

Takeo loaded his phantom and stepped into the teleporter, "I will not rest until this plague is exterminated!"

"Yeah, we shall work together! So much fun!" Richthofen said as he began to calibrate the teleporter.

"So doc? Where to next?" Dempsey said.

Richtofen continued to calibrate the teleporter, "Where we go from here is of no relevance to you, just bring your winter coat."

Dempsey scoffed, "What ever, we just going to sit here or what?"

"Calm down American. All will be relieved for now sit still like a good little soldier and wait, for, this!" Richtofen said as he adjusted the last wiers. "Good now we can depart."

Richtofen stepped into the teleporter and activated the internal engine. He fired up the Wunderwaffe DG-2 and slowly began to wrap his finger around of the trigger.

Dempsey was still on edge, "So we leaving now or what?"

Richthofen was annoyed by the American but he knew that he would soon be rid of all them, "Now is the time to ask when we leave but where we go!"

"Yes! We celebrate now!" Nikolai took out his "extra" bottle of vodka and began to chug the bottle down.

"NIKOLAI NO!" Before Richthofen could stop the durkand from spilling his precious liquid on the control pad NikolaI finished the bottle and threw it on the control panel. The vodka spilled all over the mainframe and electricity spilled over. Our "heroes" warped in a golden light surrounding their very essence. Before any of them could react they found themselves being transported away from the abandoned theater and into locations unknown.

Beacon Academy

"Does anyone else smell alcohol?"