A/N - Found out about this crossover genre recently. Decided to give it my own little spin, as I'm a massive fan of both IP's. Hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it. Any tips on lore/personality changes for non-oc's is always appreciated. Thanks!
-AliveO
"Ugh, my stomach drops whenever you make a jump like this, and I don't even have a stomach. Funny how that works." The laid-back tone of the Vanguard Commander Cayde-6 streamed through the relayed comm channel, as Fireteam Qwanza descended into the circular hall that was rumoured to contain a rehashed and upgraded Nexus mind.
"Cayde, you know well enough we can make it safely down here, don't worry so much." Olissa Alki, another Hunter, responded with a flippant tone. "And about Sekrion? You surely remember we took the glorified processor out first time it was our problem, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, just don't get too cocky with that attitude. I'd hate to have to replace any of my favourite fireteam." The Exo responded with a humourous demeanour.
The three members of said fireteam dropped into the room at various speeds, the first to hit was Olissa, a female Awoken, who was renowned for her tendency to 'blow shit sky high' in the Tower. Impacting the rock floor in second was Stefan Pauli, a no-nonsense and heavily armoured Human, whose massive frame gave him away as a Titan. Gracefully gliding down in third was Tulia Banks, an enigmatic Human who rounded off the fireteam with her often calculated, but still very much effective movements on the battlefield. The trio fanned out into the ancient hall, noting all the covered areas to use, and the fact the room seemed barely touched since last time they were in it.
Before they had time to reflect on their previous glory, however, a loud mechanistic whirring suddenly emanated from the centre of the room, as all three Guardians snapped around to face it. Confronted with a bright white sphere, and then an audible 'Pop' as the light diminished, revealing Sekrion, but this time, he was enveloped in the ever-terrifying black shroud of-
"The Taken. Damn it, looks like they got to our old pal first." Cayde quipped, seeming somewhat disappointed.
"This fact is of no consequence, Commander. The target must still be eliminated." The coarse and accented tone of Stefan filtered over the channel as the huge form of the Striker began shredding into the metallic chassis of the Mind, with the other members of Qwanza soon following suit.
"Oop, shit. We got multiple Taken hostiles, 7-o'clock!" Olissa exclaimed as she ducked for cover behind a collapsed pillar. "Ehh, looks like roughly 6 Hobgoblins and 10 or so of their lil' brothers."
"Ms. Olissa, I hope you realise the Taken are not your average life-form, and thus do not propagate in a similar fash-"
"Yeah, I was actually in that briefing, Banks, you don't need to remind me about the breeding patterns of all our enemies. I was cringing enough first time I was told about it. Hell knows why anyways, that's the kinda stuff you Warlocks fawn over."
"Ms. Olissa, if I remember correctly you volunteered for that particular briefing, in fact, you stated your explicit interest in it to me shortly after we learned of it." Tulia stated blankly as she placed neat Scout Rifle shots into the glowing 'eyes' of several Taken Goblins.
"My goodness Tulia, is that you trying to crack a joke?" Cayde piped back up, mockingly, over the comm. "Although she's not wrong, Alki, I also remember your face after we handed out the seminar schedule for the month."
"Whatever guys-" She lobbed a Vortex grenade backwards, over her cover. "- My opinions on the 37 different ways a Cabal can get knocked up can wait till we've put this asshole out of commission – for good this time." She darted for cover closer to the rest of her team, dodging numerous Void pulses from Sekrion in the process.
"Final push comrades! I want to see Vex dust scattering the centre of this room!" Stefan barked down his commlink and had his Ghost transmat an ornate rocket launcher into his waiting hands. "Appreciated, Olga." He stated in thanks, before unloading two ordnance packets directly into the corrupted Vex construct's eye cluster, causing the Mind to crumble and fragment.
"Yes, get in Stef!" Olissa roared as she ran to check out the devastation left by the Gjallarhorn blast.
"No! Ms. Olissa! Caution!" Tulia shouted as she ran off in pursuit off the Hunter. "There could be an aftershock!" She reached out and grabbed her friend by the arm, and spun her around. "You must express more caution in the future, this remnant could have gone off!"
"Aww come on, you know I love me a bit of wreckage, Banks, anyway, when was the last time you heard of a Mind exploding after that much force straight in its face?" Olissa quizzed enthusiastically, giving a big thumbs-up to Stefan, who remained in their previous position.
"Admittedly, the chances are rare, but-" She was cut off by another bright white light, this time glowing directly beneath the two women. "Ms. Olissa, please, do not move."
"Oh for fu-" The Hunter flung a hand out to her left, and the white light rapidly increased in volume, encompassing both Guardians, and was then simply gone. All that was left for Stefan to recognise from his team was a gloved left hand, some blue blood, and an Eyasluna hand cannon, still clasped tightly.
"Alki? Banks?!" The Titan screamed at where they had been.
"Stefan, what's going on down there? We've got no readings whatsoever!" Cayde hastily said.
"I-It's my fireteam sir. They just vanished…" Stefan responded hushedly after a few seconds, before wiping a stray tear from his now helmetless, pale, and shocked face.
"No." Cayde stated simply, before shouting at somebody behind him to get a team sent down to the vault as soon as possible. "Alright, Stefan I need you back here for a full debrief right away." He paused, sensing the rage from the other end of the line. "Look, I know this feels bad – it is." Cayde clenched his fist. "But to get them back I need you at your best. Just – remember we've got to find out how and why before the when and where can be established."
"Yes. Sir." Stefan spat out, disgusted, before slamming his fists down on the ground nearby in pure, unbridled rage, sending an Arc shockwave into the wall of the room, cracking it vertically by about 20 feet.
A peaceful day at Beacon Academy, the Sun was shining, no clouds gathered themselves ominously at the edge of the horizon, and the Students of the Academy wandered the grounds in complete satisfaction. That all changed when a horrific shriek, partnered with a blinding white light manifested themselves in the main cafeteria – at the start of the Lunch break.
Students near the expanding orb quickly rushed for the edges of the room, and those further back stood up in alarm. Nearly everyone screamed in shock when the sphere threw out two humanoid figures onto a table – and team RWBY's plates.
"AHHHHHHHHH!" A bloodcurdling scream escaped her helmet and pierced the tense air as the cloaked figure grasped her left arm – or what was left of it – tightly with her right. Blue blood sprayed onto the floor next to her. And her robed friend shook the shoulders of the de-limbed Guardian, attempting to calm her.
"Ms. Olissa, please, calm down, focus on me, not your appendage. You know Choco can fix your arm. Now please – Oh." Tulia stopped dead as she looked up at her surroundings. Roughly one hundred people, all staring directly at the two. Her hand now muffling the crying of her counterpart. A bright flash appeared next to her, revealing a gold and silver construct.
"Tuls, we have a slight problem."
"I can see that, Julo."
"I don't mean the crowd we've gathered, I mean Choco."
Another construct appeared, this time a dark brown colour, and emitted a blue light from its centre straight down onto the absence of forearm on Olissa.
"The damned Vex teleport severed her forearm. And I'm not getting any evidence of it ever existing! Stupid time manipulation. Sorry, Banks, that limb is a goner."
"That is very grave news indeed. I can only hope wherever we have emerged has decent medical technologies." Tulia spoke reservedly, still in the middle of her silent onlookers – before her attention was drawn to a door being flung open and crashing into a wall.
"What on earth is going on?!" The Headmaster's Assistant -Glynda Goodwitch – Exclaimed, before noticing the strange pair in the centre of the mass of displaced tables and chairs, and the heads pointed at her and the scene. "Ozpin, get down here." She spoke into a rectangular device in her right palm. The blonde haired woman then dashed from her position in the doorway to beside the new arrivals. "Who are you people and what do you want with our school?" She spat out under her breath.
"I'm afraid an introduction will have to wait, Ma'am, as you can see my companion here is severely injured and requires immediate medical attention. Do you have an infirmary nearby?"
"Y-Yes, we do, it's close by." Ms. Goodwitch hesitated as she glanced over to the other mysterious person's arm. "I'll help you over there." She helped Tulia lift the delirious Olissa off of the ground and onto their shoulders, before instructing the students. "Professor Ozpin and I will make sure you're all updated on the situation as we learn more information. For now, I want you to return to class as normal. And no speculating!" She added onto the end as the two women hoisted the third out of the hall. As soon as they were gone the room erupted into conversation.
"Why was her blood blue?" Quizzed a worried voice.
"What's a was that hovering thing?" Someone shouted inquisitively.
"What brought them here?" Another student pondered.
"Why'd they have to land on my Lunch?!" The high pitched tone of team RWBY's leader said in disappointment.
"I don't know Ruby, maybe it's the universe telling you to eat less cookies." Her yellow-haired elder sister, Yang responded. "Can't be coincidence." She threw on the end.
"I'm still confused at what just happened. Were they even from Remnant? I've never seen a Hunter wearing gear like that before." The most enigmatic of the team, Blake, hypothesised.
"Whoever they were. They look like nothing but trouble to me. Some random strangers appear out of thin air in the middle of our lunch hall? Sounds like something out of a film." Weiss Schnee, commonly referred to as 'Ice Queen', due to her inherent 'stuck-up-ness' as Ruby described it.
"Well, team you heard what Professor Goodwitch said. No speculating!" Ruby started to drag her 3 compatriots with her "To class!".
"Here's the medical centre. This place is orbited to deal with any injuries our students might experience out on patrol, so we should have the right expertise to deal with your friend. Although, she appeared to not be human, judging from her blood..." The carrying pair handed Olissa over to the medical staff, who placed her on a stretcher and hurried her inside.
"Ma'am I wouldn't worry, The Awoken are simply a subspecies within Humanity, descended from a genetic mutation hundreds of years ago. They share most of their physical traits, aside from appearance." The Warlock fulfilled the stereotype of their being eager to give up information to non hostile forces.
"The Awoken? Wait a minute. Humanity? So you're from Remnant?" The spectacle-wearing Professor was confused.
"Remnant? No ma'am me and my associate hail from the Sol system, more specifically, Earth, although we did not get here from there." Stated Tulia proudly.
"So you are, in fact, aliens?" Goodwitch quizzed hesitantly.
"Well, by means of origin, yes, but by the more traditional definition of 'different from us' then I would say no, given the fact you and your students all appear human." Tulia pondered the ramifications of humanity on a different world than Earth, and in such an apparent peace as well, but her thoughts soon returned to the current issue. "This 'Ozpin' you speak of. He is you superior, I assume? He will no doubt have questions."
"Well, yes, he is, but I have a number of questions also!"
"Keep them in your thoughts. I will explain our arrival, or at least my theory abo, when we speak to your superior." Tulia explained, in a serious tone, whilst making for the exit.
"Uhh, excuse me, but the Headmasters office is this way." Tulia turned to see the Human lady sticking her thumb towards the large tower in the centre of the campus. When she saw the robed figure in pursuit, she pulled out her scroll again. "Ozpin, we're coming up, she's ready to give us answers."
"Excellent Glynda. Make sure you do so hastily. The students are already spreading news of their arrival around Vale." A filtered voice calmly informed her, before cutting the connection.
The elevator ride was short but tense, as both parties felt apprehension, standing next to a person who was strangely familiar, but completely different in most ways. A ping sounded, and the door to the capsule slid open to reveal a spacious office, with a large desk, wide viewing windows and an assortment of cogs gently ticking away above their heads.
"You must be Ozpin." Tulia had the first words of the exchange. "It is most gratifying to find a friendly people amongst these stars."
"Those are much better first words between our civilisations than your partner's, I must say." Ozpin jester, fortunately, the supposed 'alien' did not take offence.
"Indeed. I assume you have a mass of questions for me, And given your apparent friendly intentions, I will oblige to them." Tulia removed her ornate helmet, revealing a tanned complexion, and brown eyes to match the hair swept off to the right of her head.
"So, you are in fact human?" Ozpin inquired.
"Yes, I am. But as I have explained to your Assistant." Goodwitch coughed to her right. "Apologies ma'am. Associate. As I was sayingmy friend in the infirmary is not the same as your or I. She is of the Awoken, a divergence of Humans, caused by an incident hundreds of years ago we are yet to ascertain the full repercussions of."
"Alright, that's question one out of the way." Ozpin brought a cup of what smelled like Tea up to his mouth, drank, and then placed the cup back down on his desk. "Number two - how did you end up in my students' Lunch?".
"Ah." Tulia inhaled. "The answer to that one is a little more complicated."
Ozpin brought his arms up over his head and stretched – it had been a long afternoon.
"Miss Banks, I appreciate your openness to us. However I must inform you not everyone on this world will accept the sudden arrival of alternate Human life. The whole story of your ancient battle against the darkness heralds of our fight with the Grimm, but is evidently a greater threat, which is why I must ask you to stay low, and within our compound whilst the world deals with the news." He paused, staring passively out at the City of Vale.
"Your fight against the darkness is what will worry the big names most when they hear about it. All they've got right now is two warriors appearing from nowhere and a lot of blue blood. It's my duty to tell the other Headmasters about this. Your confinement is for your safety – as well as their peace of mind. We'll set you and Ms. Alki up with a shared room – unfortunately we cannot spare any additional space. You'll find them in the south-westerly building - 3rd floor, Dorm 117." Ozpin paused once more. "Oh, I can already see the sweat on James' brow." He smiled on his closing statement, and Tulia took that as her que to leave, offering a quick salute before descending back down in the elevator, and strolling over to the correct building.
Greeting her were 2 bunk beds, on opposite sides of the room. She sat herself on one of them, and bounced up and down quietly with a look of puzzlement as she tested the springs on the mattress. Smiling contently, she then lay back onto the bed and closed her eyes.
"Forgetting someone?" an electronic voice pierced the still air and Tulia rocketed out of her prone pose, hitting her head on the upper bunk.
"Oww." Tulia complained as she rubbed her forehead. "Julo, how many times must I inform you that I as a Human need to rest." She ended her statement pleasingly.
"Ahh, believe me that was nothing. I scanned the files for this place. Looks like the only spare Dorm the had here was on the student corridor, with the first years." If her Ghost has a mouth she knew he'd be smirking. "Still, it'll be a nice trip down memory lane, to when you were slightly less, methodical about eveything, Eh?". The reminder of her early days as a Guardian earned Julo a stormy glare. Tulia's defining moment as a trainee Warlock was not one she cared to look back on, and something akin to what her insane Hunter friend would do. When she was learning about the various weakspots on Fallen Majors, be they Servitors or Walkers, she had attempted – rather rashly – to try out one of the Sunsinger tactics on a scale model in the Warlock Halls in the Tower. Somehat predictably, the tactic was successful in destroying the scale model, but unfortunately half of the City Age literature collection went along with it, not to mention Tulia's Warlock robes. So when the fire response teams extinguished the flames, they found the Warlock huddled under a table, barely clothed with soot covering most of her body. This earned her quite the reputation, and stared a series of events that led her to being the uptight figure she currently is.
"Oh don't give me that look, despite the library you know you enjoyed yourself more back then." Julo responded with sass, then left the human to sleep.