RWBY: Automata
I got this idea in my head and it refuses to go away. I guess that's what I get for playing NieR: Automata the day of it's release. Oh well, it's a fun as fuck game so whatever right?
Also, this is an obvious AU but it takes place during a supposed second year of Beacon, and I have not yet played through ALL of Automata, but just assume that 2B has her default gear, and her flight suit, and the first pod program.
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"Generator offline. Emergency power boot up sequence engaged."
A silent facility suddenly came to life, emergency power started up after the long slumber. Lights slowly lit up throughout the dark facility, the dim lighting running down the halls that remained. Finally, the power restart reached the only remaining active YoRHa pod containing a shortwhite haired, young looking woman, her eyes closed, a tight black bodysuit closed on her athletic, sexy body.
As power light up the pod, the glass cover opened, admitting stale, dead and recycled air into the pod. The woman inside remained motionless, unresponsive to any sort of stimuli. It seemed all would remain like this, until the pod started humming loudly.
"Diagnostic subroutine engaged." A quiet moment passed. "Diagnostics complete. All systems nominal. Commencing YoRHa unit release." The girl within the pod gasped as consciousness awoke inside her, and she opened her eyes slowly, her sharp blue eyes taking five seconds to adjust to the dim light.
'Too slow.' She mentally scolded herself before sitting up and removing herself from the pod station. She then realized that all of the other pods around her were dark and inactive, red errors appearing on the diagnostic screens. She looked around slowly, seeing very little else active, no terminals, no robotics, nothing. She blinked once before standing rigid at 1.5 meters, taking in all information before acting. If she was brought back into active duty… "Pod 042, report." She declared flatly, staring straight ahead as hissing came from a panel on the far wall, which opened to reveal a floating block with several appendages and a small antennae on it's head. It floated over to her and stayed perfectly still two feet in front of her. The drone was about half of her torso in overall size.
"Pod 042, reporting. All systems nominal. Establishing laser communications. Stand by." It beeped before falling quiet. The woman waited patiently, standing tall and folding her hands behind her back. Finally 042 continued, "Error! Alert: Laser communications down. Command unresponsive. Mission objective unclear." The Pod chirped as the woman registered and assessed the new information.
"Assume mission perimeters prior to shut down. Assign yourself to YoRHa No.2 Type B." She ordered, going off of what she assumed to be the logical conclusion. The Pod was silent before pinging in affirmative, acknowledging that it was now to support 2B in her mission. "Good. Prepare a flight suit in the hangar. I will acquire my weapons. Confirm."
"Affirmative. Acquiring armory access for YoRHa unit 2B. Acquired." Pod 042 chimed before turning and zipping away from 2B and into a damaged vent that was used for Pod's to move through the facility. 2B immediately made her way to the door leading into the main hall, and observed as it slowly opened, no doubt from the emergency power only maintaining the air, emergency lighting and only basic power to doors and the like. If she wasn't so rigid to the code, she would have frowned at the oddities she found. No other YoRHa units walked the halls, no Pod's were to be found zipping past with urgent mission findings, there was nothing. Just empty silence save for what little sound 2B's cloth covered footsteps gave off, but that was an avalanche of roaring noise due to the emptiness that presented itself.
Deciding she had had enough of being decidedly spooked, 2B jogged to the armory that her equipment had been placed and swiftly entered the room to find it even more dimly lit than the rooms she had passed. Closing her eyes to let them adjust quicker, 2B quickly approached where her locker was and input the code she had been given, popping it open and displaying her equipment. Time was of the essence, as she had a mission to complete, 2B strapped on her military visor and got out of her pod suit, exposing a pale, well endowed woman that practically shone with ghostly light in the dark room, her body flawless despite her time in combat. She grabbed a pair of panties and quickly put them on before grabbing her stockings and sliding them onto her long legs, the full black ends stopping halfway up her thighs.
She grabbed her long leather boots next but was interrupted by Pod 042 establishing a communications channel. "Laser communication with YoRHa No.2 Type B established. Reporting success; flight suit has been acquired and is still in combat ready condition." 2B slid her boots on, coming up to a little bit above her knees, and zipped them up before responding.
"Good. Ensure it's powered up, armed, and ready for atmospheric entry, 042." 2B replied, taking out her black and white elbow length gloves and quickly slid them on before taking out her black dress. "Also, lock down the facility as best as possible. No machines are allowed in, understood?"
"Understood 2B. YoRHa unit stations are locked down securely already, airlock is primed and ready. Will complete lock down in descending order of priority." Pod 042 reaffirmed before cutting the channel, and 2B nodded to herself before putting her uniform on, adjusting it so that it fit comfortably and wasn't exposing anything to enemy contact. 2B then took out two white single edged swords, one larger than the other and both possessing ribbons on the ends indicating their possessor. She quickly attached them both to her back as her uniforms built in holster program kicked in, creating golden rings around both of her weapons and holding them in place, the larger two handed one angled so the handle was poking over her shoulder and parallel to her head while the smaller, one handed blade was angled farther away, closer to the arm.
2B left the room as quickly as she had entered, her high heeled boots making much more noise than her suit, but she felt more...dare she say, comfortable in this outfit? She wasn't certain. It was no more than five minutes before she reached the hangar and saw dozens of flight suits in various states of disarray, ranging from a few pieces missing here and there to complete sections seemingly disconnected by force or torn off violently. She ran her gaze down the line of flight suits to find Pod 042 performing checks on one that still remained whole, somehow. What had caused all this chaos and yet was still so imprecise as this? Wordlessly, she approached the flight suit and unlocked it from it's carrier, the suit's locks opening as 042 flew next to her. "Flight suit fully operational and ready for use, 2B." The Pod reported plainly.
"Good. Get in and we will enter Earth's atmosphere." 2B ordered. 042 went into the flight suit, locking itself into the Pod unit the flight suit possessed. 2B took one more moment to look over the suit before she climbed into the suit herself, pressing her back into the exoskeleton as the clamps locked her limbs in place. She pressed her hands against the readers and woke up the flight suit, causing it to sag for a moment before registering her fully. The suit stood up in accordance with 2B's will and she moved it over to the airlock.
"Shall I close the airlock behind us, 2B?" 042's question caused her to stop and look behind her. There was no movement, no sound, nothing but the silent stillness that only Death could bring. She sighed before turning back to the airlock.
"Negative, 042. Shut down the air vents in the hangar and leave the airlock open. Lock down the rest of the station." She ordered firmly, moving the flight suit towards the airlock as 042 remotely shut down the air vents. She sighed silently before turning the suit into it's flight mode, the suit twisting slightly as a helmet locked over 2B's face, giving her access to slightly fresher air from the suit's supply.
"Facility locked down as best as possible. Airlock opening." 042 reported as the airlock began the cycling process. "2B...there are no life signs in the facility. Upon inspection, numerous sections are missing from the network. Reason is...unknown." 2B's eyes widened behind her visor. Why were some parts missing, she wondered as the airlock door finally opened, and she instinctively shot forward, launching herself out into the weightless gravity of the moon but as she twisted herself to get a view of the YoRHa facility and gasped at what she saw.
The moon was broken.
Half of the moon looked like a gigantic hand had smashed upon it, shattering part of it and sending pieces floating into empty space, now motionless. Worst of all, the YoRHa facility was destroyed as well. Parts of the once whole structure were completely missing, broken apart by the force that had shattered the moon. 2B was lucky, however, the part she had woken up in was on a shard of the shattered moon.
"042, what...happened to the facilities?" She asked quietly, horrified that humanity's creations had somehow constructed a force powerful enough to reach the moon.
"Unknown at present, 2B. It is highly probable that whatever had struck at the moon was unnatural, but no readings indicate the cause." 042 responded after a second, but it's analysis did little to assuage 2B's fears.
"We must hope that the humans on the base were able to make it back to Earth. We must search for them." She declared with finality and turned her flight suit towards the home planet and shot forward, angling towards the northern part of the largest continent that she could see. The world looked far different from the last time she had seen it, but there was no telling how long it had been.
As 2B entered the atmosphere and her flight unit was engulfed in heat from the entry, she thought over her new mission. 'Locate any humans that are left, discover the cause of the moon's destruction, and eliminate it.' 2B closed her eyes, determination set on her visage, though it was covered by the helmet.
She would not fail.
Ozpin adjusted his spectacles as he looked over Beacon's expense reports. This was most certainly a task better handled by another, usually Goodwitch, yet he felt he needed to be in his office for a reason. He wasn't sure why, but he had been having dreams of Remnant's ancient history, history that he had taken a part in, albeit in a previous life. "The curse of the Grimoires I suppose." Ozpin sighed before sipping his coffee. He had shaped Remnant into the world it was today, and had consequently created a separate reality as a result of his actions against a powerful foe. Many nights, Ozpin felt it was a mistake, but he had been forced to act, the project had been noble in it's goal, in a way, but it's means were abhorrent.
'Is it any different then what I have done? Created schools in which our children and their children are taught to sacrifice themselves for the sake of others against an endless mass of creatures? Creatures created as a result of my actions?' This wasn't the first time Ozpin had questioned his own plans, but he had needed to do this, otherwise he risked the world he helped create be desecrated by the Grimm.
Ozpin stopped his reading when he felt a hum of energy from a hidden compartment in his desk, a compartment that held a very specific object, an object that had fallen into a slumber and was never to wake in this world. Unless…
Ozpin reached down and slid the false panel beside his drawers aside, revealing a book with black leather and beautiful silver designs adorning it, a sleeping, oval face modeled in the exact center. He brushed his fingertips against the silver artistry, and smiled ever so slightly when the eyes woke up slowly.
"It has been some time...Ozpin." The book's mouth did not move, but he heard the words nonetheless.
"Indeed it has, Weiss." Ozpin whispered as he picked up the book, pondering what would happen to Remnant now that the two worlds were meeting again. If Weiss was awake again, what else would come back?
And there you have it. It's not very clear, I know, but this can be considered a prologue. I'm really sorry if I messed up 2B's personality, she comes across as very robotic in her approach and mannerisms. That being said, I have had to put off playing Automata for a bit since Mass Effect: Andromeda just released. With work and potentially moving soon as well, I won't be updating much, but I will do the very best that I can.
Hope you all enjoyed, and let me know what you think (Even though I know this is not going to get a lot of hits).
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