Hey guys, it's Not Bible CANON, and I wanted to test out my signature character before I would post the first story of him; to give a taste as to what he will eventually become. This crossover will be mainly RWBY but with elements of Destiny. This story was inspired by Remnant of a Rose by ptabs0101; However,the scaling seems a bit off, hence the additional Destiny elements, I'll try not too make things too drastic, but let's just say the bosses are progressively going to get harder, up until the last boss, who is so powerful she defeated... No, just read for yourself, you'll be in for a shock, I'll reveal it in a finals round in the Vytal Festival. As for the heroes, well, more power will just mean more interesting fights... right? Oh and this is my first story, and a trial by fire.

Absolute-0 watched as Hive thrall slashed open Cerberus's body, and destroyed his Ghost just outside the sphere of power created by the mysterious Relic. 'Where did we go wrong?' he thought. 'We were supposed to be ready to kill him, but now what?'

A bright, white flash interrupted his reflectional lament. All of the thralls, hell everyone had been affected save him, even Oryx himself flinched greatly losing all of his remaining defenses. Oryx the disappeared under the platform of the throne room, falling rapidly. 'He's finally dead, but at what cost? I didn't want to lose them for nothi…'

Absolute was shocked to find that Oryx had reappeared in the front of the room, behind him, Saturn shone. Oryx then raised his arms, Darkness energy surrounding them; however Absolute was already in action, fighting his weariness and raising his Sleeper Simulant fusion rifle charging it up and firing a shot of directed energy into Oryx's… chest? This did little to deter Oryx, only showing a miniscule flinch before continuing his spell. 'I am going to die here, our sacrifices were in vain, we just weren't ready… no that bastard is going down with me and the rest of us.'

A primal cry coming out of Absolute's mouth as he felt the power of a sun raging through his body, as he summoned a blizzard of ten feet Ice spikes and launched them all at Oryx, many of them missed, however some of the greater ones pierced Oryx's skin, cutting into his right shoulder?, left arm, right leg, center eye, and the greatest piece of ice penetrating his chest? This was fortunate for Absolute, as Oryx was on the verge of finalizing his spell, which would have ended him, and make his fireteam's sacrifices truly in vain. Instead of Oryx's victory and Absolute's demise, Oryx began to shudder, and his chest began to crackle with Darkness energy;

In a last ditch effort, Oryx quickly launched a ball of Deep energy at Absolute, and faster than Absolute could react, the ball impacted him, and tore him from Oryx's dimension; yet Oryx's connection with the Deep was lost, and the 'Assassin of Light' would overcome the temporary rift in dimensions, so with in his last moment, he transported the Guardian to the nearest Worm God, and then he died. In Absolute's view, one moment, he was pantign, and saw Oryx's form imploding, the next he was in a tunnel of Darkness. "I think we've been Taken, Guardian" said Nyx, Absolute's Ghost. Absolute had no reply to this, as he could do nothing but contemplate 'is this the end?'

Of Course Not, As Mrs. Sundaresh Told You; "All ends are beginnings".

POV Switch into No one's point of View, expect maybe the narrator...

Legends. Stories scattered through time. Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are remnants, byproducts, of a forgotten past. Man, born from dust, was strong, wise, and resourceful, but he was born into an unforgiving world.

I Believe That The Choices We Make May Have Lasting Consequences, Don't You Broodmother? Man, Born From Dust, Reforged With Light And Shadow; However One Was Lost In The Cataclysm, I Think The Readers Can Learn As Much From This As The People Of Remnant; Who Have Yet To Reclaim Their Past From The Forces That Prevent It, Such as Their Enemies, And, More Importantly, Themselves.

An inevitable darkness, creatures of destruction. The creatures of Grimm set their sights on man and all of his creations. These forces clashed and it seemed the darkness was intent on returning man's brief existence to the void.

However, even the smallest spark of hope is enough to ignite change and in time, man's passion, resourcefulness and ingenuity led them to the tools that would help even the odds. This power was appropriately named, "Dust". Nature's wrath in hand, man lit their way through the darkness and in the shadow's absence, came strength, civilization, and most importantly, life. Even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die. And when they are gone… darkness will return.

Yet, The Forces Of Mankind Have Regained A Fraction Of Their True, Original Power; As Their Exclusivity Would Limit Their Potential. We Both Know That All Darkness Is Not Like, Broodmother. However, You Would Be An Ignorant Fool To Deny The Power And Strength Of Humankind and their quiet Guardians.

So, you may prepare your guardians… Build your monuments to a so-called free world, but take heed… There will be no victory in strength.

But perhaps victory is in the simpler things that you've long forgotten. Things that require a small, more honest soul.

Or An Indomitable Spirit… Isn't This The Moment When Someone Says "Roll Credits"?

Short Chapter here, just a basic hook/Intro; Please Review, after all, I would just keep making similar stuff, not realizing I am making a mistake without your help.