I do not own RWBY or any of the characters, locations, or objects within it. All I own are my own OC's and own custom locations.
17 years before the start of Rwby, the fledgling kingdom of Krieger, north of Vacuo, is gripped by internal strife. The Great War of Reunification, fought during Remnants Great War, unified the barbarian clans and smaller tribes under Clan Krieger, forming the kingdom of Krieger. Yet even nearly 70 years after its conclusion, there is still unrest. The sons of Drakken, a terrorist group formed after Krieger's conquest and named after a famous barbarian leader, seek to cause chaos. The creatures of Grimm still stalk the land, and in ever increasing numbers. No one is secure, no one is safe. And here is where our story begins.
The Alpha
"No…"
From a glance, the lodge seemed relatively undamaged, but that was set off by the scores of decaying grim outside. Why did this have to happen after the most of the guard had left?
He had to check inside, his battle brothers could still be alive, as well as the king's son… The boy wasn't even a year old…
Gripping his glaive even tighter, he moved forward slowly, trudging through the light layer of snow towards the lodge. The door had been torn clean off of its hinges, thanks to the Beowolves strewn outside. Almost immediately as he entered the lodge, his eyes were drawn to a figure in ornate gold plate armour, just like his own, a fellow Sentinel. He ran to his fallen brother and checked for a pulse. There was none. He cursed himself that he wasn't here when his brothers needed him, but this was the fate of the Sentinel Guard. To die in the royal's defence.
He remembered however that there were two of his brothers on guard. Where was the other?
All of a sudden he heard a low growling. Turning his head, he saw that one of the Beowolves was still alive, barely. A large glaive was pinning its chest to the floor, his dead brother's weapon. He swiftly stepped to the side of the growling Grimm, and with a single downward stroke separated its head from its shoulders, putting the creature out of its misery. Not that it deserved it.
Suddenly, he heard a noise, coming from the upper floor. More Grimm perhaps? The creatures would pay for the death of his brother.
He advanced up the stairs carefully. Every step he took seemed to echo like a bombshell, and he expected every moment that a Beowolf would leap out at him. Reaching the top of the stairs, his eyes caught the broken wooden door, and the dead Sentinel beside it. He knew this brother was definitely dead, Grimm don't bleed, and a pool of red blood surrounded his corpse, as well as the decaying bodies of over 20 Beowolves and 3 Ursas. At least had died honourably and with an impressive kill count.
He heard that noise again. It was definitely coming from that room. It almost sounded like… crying? The Prince!
He busted his way through the doorway, his glaive switching to its gun form. He prepared to blast away any grim in his path, but he saw the first good news in this mass grave.
In the middle of a circle of dead grim lay the little prince, squalling on the floor. He gently walked towards the bawling babe, nestling him in his armoured arms. Finally, the little prince stopped crying and just looked at him with his violet eyes. At least his brothers had not died in vain, the prince was safe. There was just one thing that was bugging him though.
If both his brothers were dead, then what killed these Grimm?
17 years later… The Elder forest: Southern Krieger
"Hey! Get those things moving will you! I want to be out of this place ASAP! Move your sorry butts!"
"Jackpot."
In the clearing in the woods below, scores of armed men, rushed around, most carrying heavy crates into a small fleet of trucks, White fang members.
That wasn't the interesting thing though. The Kriegan military had known for a while that the White Fang used the southern tip of the kingdom as a meeting spot for their big deals. It was perfect for them; sparsely populated and plenty of tree cover from the miles of forest that spanned as far as the eye could see. Plus, it was out of the territory of the 'established' kingdoms, meaning the White Fang couldn't be targeted by Atlas special operatives, on the risk of causing an international incident. The Kriegans had of course tried to catch them red handed, but the White fang were very adept at hiding themselves.
What was interesting was the big guy bellowing the orders: Big figure, giant hammer, long black ponytail and scar over the left eye. Adrian Shade, a known higher up in the Sons of Drakkken. Now that was new, intelligence had no idea that the White fang and the Sons of Drakken were friendly, let alone trading with each other. Luckily, their little party was about to be crashed.
Up in the trees above the clearing, one could just make out a small pair of binoculars. Holding those binoculars, was a young man. Stark white hair, wet with perspiration, plastered his brow. His eyes, a very dark purple, peered through the binoculars. He wore a set of green camouflaged gear consisting of a large coat and trousers that blended in with the trees around him. His heavy black boots were the only exception, as was the large scabbard belted to his hip.
He suddenly put the binoculars into a pocket inside his coat, and placed two fingers of his right hand to his ear, where a small black earpiece sat.
"Falca, can you see all this from up there?" The boy whispered.
"Are you kidding me? A pack of Goliath's couldn't present a bigger target if they tried." A female voice replied.
The boy chuckled to himself. Falca always managed to keep optimistic. At least he knew that she would keep him covered. He looked up to the sky, and sure enough he could just about make out a small black dot whizzing around.
Now he just had to check the rest of the team. "Lorin, are you still there?" he spoke on the radio.
"Reading you loud and clear. I'm ready to practice my dentistry skills on these White Fang grunts." A deep male voice replied. That was Lorin for you, always ready to crack a joke, plus a couple of heads. Last but not least:
"Olive, are you ready?"
"I'm in position. Ready on your signal." A female voice whispered faintly.
Olive, always the quiet one . Not that he wanted her to be loud, not here at least. Now the boy prepared himself. What he was about to do was probably stupid, and would get himself killed rather quickly, but it would get their attention.
Breathing deeply, he took one step off of the tree, and fell downwards to the ground, hitting the soft dirt in a graceful roll. Standing up, he saw that all of the White fang were in front of him, as expected. But somehow, they hadn't even noticed him yet. Wow these guys needed glasses.
"Why hello there!" He called out.
Several of the white fang looked in his direction, some held their gaze in surprise, whilst others dropped whatever they were holding and drew their weapons. Within a few seconds, they formed a firing line right in front of him, but the boy held his ground, with a grin on his face.
A large pair of hands gently pushed two of the White fang to the side, and the big figure of Adrian Shade became visible. He looked like his birthday had just come early.
"Well, well, well. Wulfric Jaeger. I must say that I'm surprised to see you here your majesty." He spoke, even giving a mock bow.
Wulfric continued to smile. "Well you know I was just in the neighbourhood. Saw you guys were having a little meet and greet here, and I decided I may have to drop by."
Adrian chuckled. "Well I'm sure that we can all thank you for spending some of your very precious time to come and visit us when we're all on our way. Now why don't you drop your weapon son, and you won't be harmed… permanently."
Wulfric moved his right hand over his chest to grip the hilt of his blade. "Oh, you… you actually think you can beat me don't you? Well I'm sorry to say guys, you can't. All I have to do is snap my fingers, and you'll be blown away."
Wulfric then snapped his fingers on his left hand. Several of the White Fang recoiled, and looked around, expecting something to happen. Nothing did.
Wulfric laughed nervously. "Hold up guys. I said; You'll be blown away!"
He snapped his fingers again, but still nothing happened.
"Goodness gracious, I said-"
A large bang echoed out, and less than a second later, three of the White Fang fell over backwards, causing the rest to turn wildly in panic.
"Thank you!" Wulfric shouted out, before he ran at the White Fang, unsheathing his longsword and gripping it with both hands. Before the first grunt turned around, a large sideward slash sent him flying into a nearby tree. One grunt, who had managed to draw a sword, swung at him wildly. Wulfric easily deflected the blows, wielding the long sword as easily as one might wield a stick. Seeing an opening, he swung his sword low and knocked the grunt off of her feet, and disabled her with a swift kick to the stomach.
Clear of any immediate danger, Wulfric now saw that his plan had worked almost exactly how he had planned it. The remaining white fang were now at the other edge of the clearing. Exchanging fire with some other force. That would be the army squad. A second later a small explosion, a grenade most likely, sent some grunts flying skyward. Sure enough, out of the smoke and dust, a few soldiers in black combat gear and metal plates came striding forwards, rounds blasting out of their assault rifles.
Wulfric saw another three White Fang grunts fall over groaning after another bang echoed out. That meant that Falca was doing her job well, those new shrapnel rounds of hers doing wonders. He'd have to ask her how many grunts she'd taken down with them after the fight was done.
Wulfric then saw a group of White Fang, three or so, break off from the main group, to try and flank right around the assailing soldiers. His attention was distracted by a White Fang grunt, a big bull Faunus wielding a hammer, running towards him and bellowing wildly. As he swung his hammer downwards, Wulfric simply stepped to the side, and disabled the grunt with a massive blow to the back of the head with his longsword. Now turning his attention back to those three flanking grunts, but was slightly surprised to see them all lying on the ground, each partly covered in a white sticky material. Olive's work no doubt. Wulfric could now see the small girl, jumping and running in amongst the main group of White Fang, shooting white globules of silk out of her two small crossbows one second, cutting them to size with her two big spiked chakrams the next.
It wasn't hard however to see Lorin, well hear him. He was busy blasting away at the White Fang with sonic blasts from that big electric guitar of his, and if they got too close, the big guy would simply change it into its axe mode, and knock them flying. He actually demonstrated that now, swinging and catching a huge White Fang grunt straight in the chest, and shouting "And it's a home run!" while the grunt flew straight into a nearby tree.
After another minute of intense fighting, all that was left of the once large enemy force that was Adrian Shade himself. He had just been barking orders this whole time, and was now surrounded. Wulfric didn't know why the guy hadn't fought at all, apparently he was supposed to be pretty deadly with that hammer of his. But none of that mattered now, he was surrounded by soldiers and by his own team. He wouldn't stand a chance.
"Give it up Shade, there's no way you're going to get out of this, so why don't you put your weapon down, and surrender!" Ordered one of the soldiers, their leader, Captain Blake Maurice.
Shade just grinned wickedly at the Captain's demands. "Well I'm sorry to say soldier, but I can't do that. I've got a date with a gorgeous girl, and I'll be damned if I let you idiots make me late. So long!"
Before anyone could react, he quickly reached into his coat, and produced from it a small circular object, on which he then pulled a pin from.
"Grenade!" one of the soldiers screamed, before a large bang went off. Wulfric was suddenly blinded, and groaned as is eyes only saw white, and a loud ringing in his ears blocked out any other noise.
Eventually, his vision started to clear, and as it did, Wulfric's vision started to clear, and he saw the figure of Captain Maurice standing over him. "Your majesty, are you okay." He asked concerned.
Wulfric waved him off as he got to his feet. "I'm fine captain, what about Shade?"
Maurice shook his head "He's gone your majesty, I recovered in time to see him disappearing into the woods. Falca took a shot at him, but she missed, and by then he was too deep in the undergrowth."
At that moment Falca dropped from above and landed heavily on the ground, her spring loaded boots stopping her from taking any damage. Two large glider wings automatically into a backpack. She didn't look happy.
"Hey! That blast was so big it even got me from up there. There was no way I could hit him then!" She sad rather defensively.
"It's okay Falca, I'm not blaming you. Now what have we got here squad!" Captain Maurice bellowed to his squad, who were busy checking the trucks.
"I've got weapons!"
"I've got combat armour!"
"I've got Lershy bars!" At that last soldiers call out everyone mumbled. They were all hungry, and no one had had any sort of confectionaries for days.
"Okay, okay, I think we've all deserved one each. But I want all these grunts tied up and everything catalogued first, is that understood?" Maurice ordered.
"Sir yes sir!" The rest of the soldiers answered with newfound vigour, at the promise of some coveted Lershy bars.
Lorin however, simply stood still. Wulfric was about to ask him why when the boy waved his hand at him and said: "Listen. Can you hear that?"
Wulfric listened, and in the distance he could hear a low humming. It sounded like…
"Whirly bird incoming!" Lorin answered for him as they and the rest of the team hit the floor. A few seconds later, a chunky dark shape flew over the clearing. It was a helicopter alright, but whose?
"It's alright people, it's one of ours!" Captain Maurice cried out as everyone relaxed.
No sooner had they all started to get up that the helicopter, which Wulfric could now see was a H5 Dragonfly, the Kriegan military's dual role attack and transport helicopter, hover over the clearing with its two large blades shaking the trees either side of the craft as it descended. Just before it touched down completely. One of the side doors slid open, to reveal a figure who caught everyone off guard.
"Squad attention!" Captain Maurice bellowed as he and his squad stood to attention and saluted.
The figure in question was General Montgomery, one of the most respected higher ups in the Kriegan military, his glinting gold medals and officers uniform easily distinguishing him. The short old man strode underneath the spinning blades of the chopper, with two soldiers flanking him. With an easy-going smile gracing his face underneath his large grey moustache, he said "At ease folks."
"I can already see that you boys and girls have done a good job, well done all of you for crashing their little meeting. But I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that you've got some well-deserved backup on the way as well." The general announced.
As the general noticed Wulfric and his team, he strode over to them and gave the prince a hand to shake. "Evening your majesty. You've done some fine work here, I'm sure your father would be proud."
Wulfric shook the General's hand firmly. "Thank you General. But may I ask why you're here? It seems a bit excessive for command to send a general just to oversee some reinforcements." He questioned.
Montgomery nodded. "That it would son. I've been sent to assume direct command of this operation. Now before you ask why, I'd like to give you all these."
Reaching into the pocket of his coat, Montgomery gave four letters to each member of his team. He could see that they had all been opened.
"Now I hope you'll forgive me for being a bit rude, but I took a little peek at those on the way here. And I think you'll be delighted at what they say. Remember those exams you took earlier in the year? You all passed with flying colours! Looks like you folks' will be heading to Beacon academy in Vale."
Thanks a lot for reading guys. Now I don't know when the next part will be up, so please forgive me. Anyways, I hope you all have a very merry Christmas!
