Chapter 1: The Crime of Surviving

A/N: Hello my friends. I know if you are following me, I've been working on so many story ideas, specifically Forlorn and Shattered... but I had this idea that had to be done... it was sticking in my head for a long time...

That being said, this will be a halo/rwby cross over AU which takes place in a non cannonical Halo Universe with RWBY characters outside of Remnant. Basically RWBY characters are born into the Halo Universe.

Main Characters: OC, Arbiter, Teams STRQ, JNPR, and RWBY,

I DO NOT OWN HALO OR RWBY

"The generals live while the soldiers are left to rot in the trenches. Maybe its time for a change." Commander Gharst

"Where the hell are those reinforcements?!" Qrow shouted through the intercom of his helmet as he popped up from his trench opening fire on the closest Unionist soldier stupid enough to try and take the hill. The man fell to the ground clutching his throat as a bullet ran through his neck, causing blood to spurt as if a fountain.

"GOD DAMN IT QROW! KEEP FIRING AND LET ME HANDLE IT!" His sister, Raven, shouted back from the communication relay. Qrow sighed as he popped up from his position offering another staccato. "Shit…" He muttered. A grenade flew towards his position. It landed with a small thud.

"No use! They aren't picking up!" His sister shouted over the mic as she scrambled up to her sniper nest.

*BOOOOOM* The force of the explosion knocked Qrow's ancient ODST helmet off with a ringing in his ears. A greenback jumped into trench armed with a trench knife as he rushed over to Qrow. He lunged the knife down at Qrow as he kicked the greenback in the gut making him stumble back.

The grisly Qrow pulled out his knife and lunged forward as the Greenback slashed. He sidestepped the slash, grabbing the soldier's elbow and jerked upward with a sickening snap of bone. The soldier let go of the knife as Qrow reached for his own and jammed it right through the man's chest.

The greenback fell to his knee as Qrow reach for the man's neck and snapped it effortlessly. He picked up his MA5B Assault Rifle and his helmet. "Qrow!" Rico called out

*BANG* *BANG* Qrow looked up two see two greenback on either side of him fall to the ground. "Keep your eyes open dipshit!" Raven muttered as she gave a thumbs up as she shouldered her SRS-99D sniper rifle and continued to open fire.

"QROW! JENKINS IS DOWN! WE NEED THOSE ROCKETS NOW!" Rico called out. Qrow nodded as he placed the helmet back on his head, the visor already cracked. *BWRAP BWRAP BWRAP* The staccato of battle rifles filled the air. He reached the rocket nest to be met with Jenkins without a head. "Shit." he cursed as hefted the SPNKr rocket. He found the scorpion giving the green backs covering fire.

Qrow zeroed in and fired two rockets in quick succession as they found their mark. The tank erupted in a powerful upward explosion that tossed the Scorpion tank's turret up in the air as if it were a toy.

"They're falling back!" Rico shouted as he kept on firing.

"KEEP FIRING!" Qrow shouted back as he unloaded his assault rifle into the backs of the enemy.

"Headshot." Raven's voice crackled over the comm with a hint of achievement.

"Jacob, Tyler, keep a perimeter up. Rest of you. Take five, restock, catch a wink. Get some food." Qrow ordered over his helmet's comm. He could see his sister up on the rock crop of the mountain pass they were guarding.

He could see Rico and Demitri were busy restocking ammo as Qrow walked over to his sister who was clearly identifiable from the mane of black hair that cascaded down her back to just above her waist. Kind of pointless to have that much hair in combat, but then again they weren't soldiers, they didn't want this war. They were just ordinary people who managed to scrounge up some ancient weapons back during the Human-Covenant War. They had revolted against the U.N.S.C backed Seforan government, and their land seizures.

His people resisted, and did so effectively. Now the war became desperate, reinforcements stopped coming in, they lost communication with command. They were lucky enough to get their spouses and kids to guard the rear line. But they didn't make it to the transports in enough time. Something that worried both of the Branwens.

Raven took off her helmet as she shook head, her hair lashing around her as Qrow took off his. Their red eyes meeting. "You did good." Raven complimented as she smirked which quickly faded. "But you need to keep your eyes open. I don't want to tell Summer and Ruby that you died because you had your head up your ass."

Qrow chuckled at his sister's hypocrisy. "Me? What about you? You stand out like a sore thumb up there in your little nest with all that hair. I would hate to tell Taiyang and Yang that you died because of your stubbornness."

"If you suggest cutting my hair again I'll gut you with my knife." She mock threatened with a smile as she sat down looking out on the field. The rolling hills used to be farmland, now it was just filled with the dead of both the Seforan rebels and the Seforan Unionists. "To think we used to call this home…" Raven shook her head in sadness. The burning vehicles, the bodies of both rebels and unionists was something that he knew she would never be used to.

"Blame the Unionists. Blame the UNSC." Qrow he muttered bitterly.

She looked at him brow knitted in worry. "Qrow. Do you think we can win this? I mean what if we lose? Our families… we're all traitors.."

He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Hey we still have a fleet. Twelve frigates in fact, we out number them. We just need to hold out a little bit longer." He picked up her helmet and put it on her head. He offered her a hand which she took.

"Yeah. Thanks."

*RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE*

"QROW!" Tyler called through the helmet comm. He looked over to the field, his jaw dropping, the color in his face draining. "Oh no." his dropped low.

He switched to the private radio frequency that Summer and Taiyang were tuned into. "Guys. Get yourselves to the caverns now."

"What?!" A brisk voice of Taiyang came through. "Why?!"

"Taiyang. Just do it." He ordered.

"He would have a good reason." His wife, Summer answered back. "I'll go get Ruby and Yang."

"Qrow you bring Raven and yourself back safely. Alright?" Raven's husband threatened darkly.

"Yeah sure." Qrow signed off of the frequency. *BOOM!* *BOOM* *BOOM!*

Mortars started to rain down upon the trenches. "HERE WE GO AGAIN!" Qrow shouted as he ran towards the trenches.

Without saying a word, Raven scrambled up the rocks back to her sniper nest, getting as close the rocks as she could, as she steadied her sniper rifle. "Shit." She muttered to herself looking through the scope.

Hundreds of greenbacks supported at least two dozen of scorpions.

*BOOM!*

*BOOM!*

"FIRE THE SPNKrs!" Qrow shouted. Several streaks from the rockets blasted towards the tanks. Some missing altogether, a few hitting the ground fortunately occupied by enemy soldiers. Only one tank was destroyed. Raven opened up firing her sniper rifle.

*BANG BANG BANG* She fired in quick succession as the greenback charged the field being mowed down by her brother and comrades in the trench. *BANG BANG BANG* Six dead altogether. She noted how one of the tanks moved forward followed by the rest of them.

She could see her brother giving orders as one of the tanks fired at his position. "QROW!" She started to get up as she noted one tank was aiming right at her.

It was looking right at her. *BOOSH!* Its main gun fired as Raven tried to get away. A bright white flash filled her vision as she could feel herself being tossed into the air. She landed on the ground, feeling something snap.

She grunted in pain as she tossed her helmet aside. She tried to lift her right arm but couldn't budge it, it screamed in pain as she looked over the previously gray sleeve was now in tatters, her arm bent in an unimaginable way, covered in blood. She looked at her side which was bleeding. She looked over to her arm, it was covered in blood. She tried to lift herself up but she managed to get on her knees before collapsing to the ground. All she could do is crawl. So she did just that, not away from the enemy, but towards them, towards her brother.

She ignored the pain. She ignored her body as the sole determining factor that drove her was reaching her brother. "Qrow." She called out as she slid into the trench. Slowly the fire died out.

She dragged herself into the trench as she felt her arm shoot up in pain. She cried out as she landed on her bloodied arm. She crawled through finding the remains of Rico who was blown apart. "Qrow…." She called out hoarsley.

"FALL BACK!" She could Demitri's voice in the background. She crawled on, ignoring the remains of rico. The mud being mixed in with blood, whose blood, she didn't know or care. She found Qrow's helmet, unmistakable gear wing emblem notched on the side. She crawled at a slightly faster pace. "Qrow…" She whispered as she ignored her body's protest.

"Please…" She reached over to him before giving into the pain as everything became hazy, and dark, slowly fading away.

The spirit dropship descended down upon the valley where the last major battle occurred. The hatch of the purple tuning fork like dropship opened up as Commander Gharst stepped off. His golden zealot armor now accented with a sharp crimson red shining in the sun of this pathetic little planet.

The minors feared his small slits for eyes. His one eye silky white from what his men could only believe was from the fiercest of battles, the other shown bright green, almost like green fire. The elaborate helmet of gold with red horns that were shaped into the image of the human demon god, the devil. His golden armor covered him as red accented the horns on top of helmet as well as the the elbow and knee caps. The thing that truly inspired fear into his men were the four cybernetic mandibles that were lined with razor sharp metallic teeth. This creature was something that hell could only dream of possessing.

His men feared him yet loved him. "Take the weapons, armor, ammo, strip them bare." He ordered

The slightly shorter Sangheili Veruk Dolamee bowed his head. He was a trustworthy Sangheili, in fact his very first follower. A lone survivor on a partially glassed UNSC outer colony. He had proven himself in battles countless times over ever since joining the Lost Company. "It will be done."

Veruk turned to the eight other minors accompanying them on this foraging. "You heard him. Move it!" He looked over to his commanding officer. "What is it sir?"

"That barricade. I have the feeling it holds something we need. Check." Veruk nodded and headed towards the barricade as Gharst continued to give out orders.

Veruk climbed the gently sloping hills until he reached the mountainous out cropping of a canyon where an impressive trench was dug. Looking around he could only shake his head at the loss of life. Humans killing each other on such a scale. It wasn't this bad since the Great War. All these humans dying for what? He couldn't possibly guess. He dropped into the trenches finding one of the damnable rocket launchers. He looked over to his left to see the human who must have manned it. Missing his head, something that Veruk had seen on so many occasions.

He continued through the trench to be met at the sight of two humans, One buried in dirt and mud, only thing visible was his helmet. The human on top the other one looked to be a female. Peculiar. He hadn't seen many females, especially during the early phases of the Great War, a warrior female was something he was not accustomed to.

She muttered something. "Qrow…" She was still alive, with the wounds she sustained, she should be dead. He dropped to one knee looking at the human. The female reached for something on her belt. She pulled out the human side arm and fired three shots in his general direction.

"Get….. away…. from… him…"

"Still have a warrior spirit in you eh?" Veruk clacked his mandibles in a chuckle. He moved the side, ripping the side arm out of the human's hand. By then he noted how the other human was alive, barely breathing. Veruk stuck his head out to find two minor Sangheili. "I have two live ones, treat them and help them up now." He ordered

They bowed their head. "Yes master." Veruk climbed out of the trench and made his way back to the initial base camp. He approached the commander as he was giving out orders. "Sir, we've found survivors."

Gharst brought his metal mandibles together to form an almost human-like smile. "Excellent." For the first time in the years that Veruk knew the commander, he never sounded this… happy.

Seconds passed, minutes passed, days, months, maybe even years. He felt a sharp snapping pain and jolt of electricity, then a warm tingling sensation over the entirety of his body. Slowly shapes and colors came into existence.

His red eyes came into focus to be met with something he didn't expect. A minor elite in gold and red staring right at him. He struggled to push himself back only to be met with a hard surface. SHIT SHIT SHIT. He reached for his pistol as body screamed in agony. "I wouldn't do that…" A familiar voice called out.

He jerked over to see his sister who had bandages wrapped around her waist, his jaw dropped seeing how torn apart and broken her arm was. More shockingly there was another split jaw helping her. "Relax Qrow. If they wanted us dead, they would have killed us when they found us." Raven noted as she watched the Elite treating her brother.

It was strange to think that this thing… a symbol of so much human hate and fear had been treating him. He knew the war was over yet he would figured that there was some bad blood between the two species and coming to a backwater colony like Seforan would be an excellent place to sate some old thirst of blood.

An elite in old worn down field marshall armor in gold and red approached flanked by two guards. Qrow could see that one eye was silky white while his mandibles were metallic in nature. "Humans." He practically hummed. "You were the ones defending the canyon, yes?" His accent was very good for a split jaw.

He shared a look with his sister before she answered. "Yes."

"Raven.. Don't…"

The commander turned to face Qrow. "Don't be so naive. We have intelligence on both separatists and unionists. However, I don't understand why you fought back."

"What do you mean?" Raven raised an eyebrow, asking the elite.

"What made you fight even when reinforcements were not coming? What made you continue fighting? You could have surrendered, you could have gave up. You could have died." He cocked his head inquisitively "yet you chose to kept on fighting and here we are. Yet why?"

"To protect our families. Our homes." Qrow answered honestly staring down the elite.

The creature let out a chortle as he clacked his mandibles in laughter. "Yet rebelling put all of your families in danger didn't it?"

"Sometimes you need to put your family in danger to save them from greater threats." Raven answered without hesitation.

The elite fell silent as if he were pondering the answer. "What are your names?" it asked.

"Raven Branwen of the Seforan National Liberation Front." She pushed herself up with her one good arm. Qrow could see her wince in pain as clutched her side that was still caked in blood.

"Qrow Branwen. SNLF" He answered sharply. He managed to pull himself off of the ground. The elite formed a smile.

"You two are of kin then?" They both nodded. "Very well then Qrow and Raven Branwen, I have someone I want you to meet." The Sangheili turned to the two minors. "Help them up."

Raven grunted as she was helped up to her feet. The past couple of hours had been something of a miracle and nightmare. They should have been dead. They should have been killed with the rest of their men. They should have been killed by the greenbacks, the Sangheili. Yet, here she was with her brother no less. Once she was on her two feet she shrugged off the four digit hand of the alien.

She moved by her brother, helping him up as the two minors kept their distance.

"What do you think they want?" Raven asked eyeing the elites who patrolled the area.

"I honestly don't know… maybe they're toying with us." Qrow whispered back.

SHIT. It dawned on her. "Do you think they know about the caverns? Do you think they're safe?"

Qrow looked around to see one of the tuning fork covenant dropships. "I don't know Rae. I don't know… One thing at a time."

They reached a hill where the elites formed a circle which immediately opened up for their leader. He turned. "Raven Branwen and Qrow Branwen. I would like you to meet your commanding officer." He moved out of the way. "Colonel Torchwick."

Raven felt an unidentifiable rage build up from within her seeing her commanding officer. The man that sentenced two hundred soldiers to their death. He promised back up, he promised tanks, vultures, hornets, weapons, ammo, men. They could have beaten the Unionists here.

The green eyed man looked at the Branwen, his usually pristine orange hair caked in blood and mud. His combat harness dented and battered. How have the mighty have fallen Raven mentally spat.

"Where was our backup sir? You promised us reinforcements…" Qrow growled. "We.. held that hill for three months... "You promised us tanks, vehicles, weapons! ANYTHING!" Qrow barked fiercely.

"The communication tower was operational. We had the signal." Raven added scornfully. "You must have heard us." She could see the pure hatred in her brother's eyes.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU ANSWER!?" He demanded grabbing the man by the harness shaking him.

Roman Torchwick eyes darted around between the man who looked like he was going to tear his throat out and the split jaws around him. He finally looked at Qrow in the eye. "I was simply following orders." He remarked callously.

"BULL FUCKING SHIT!" Qrow dragged him up to his feet by his harness.

"We lost our entire fucking company here." Raven glared at the man that had sentenced them to die. "Was it worth it?"

The Commander moved beside the two Branwens. "I'll tell you why Raven and Qrow Branwen. While you held your ground, sacrificing your own lives, the entire Seforan Separatist Government fled to the mountains. He left your cities, your homes to burn. He abandoned your soldiers to their death, he left your families to the enemy's mercy. Running as shells rain down upon them." The Elite growled ferociously "He abandoned the very people you were fighting to protect. New Caledonia fell within hours as the enemy soldiers raped, pillaged and murdered your friends and family."

Qrow turned to face the elite heaving heavily with an almost wild animal look in his eyes as he turned back to face Torchwick. "Is that true?" He muttered.

His commander said nothing.

"IS THAT TRUE?!" goblets of spit hit Torchwick's face as Qrow roared in anger.

"I was simply following orders, I didn't have a choice." His commander raised his hands up defensively. The Sangheili stared at Qrow, clacking his mandibles in laughter as he stared at the helpless human commander.

"LIES!" He chuckled darkly. "We've intercepted your communications. Twelve frigates were on standby ready to strike on his order! Yet he abandoned you and for what? Transporting gold, silver, mere trinkets off of the planet. Twelve thousand men that could have saved the lives of your men were used for the greed of the Seforan Separatist Command." His gravelly voice grew darker and darker ominous.

Torchwick looked at the split jaw that was poisoning the minds of his best soldiers. "Don't listen to them! They're split jaws! The same aliens that wanted to exterminate us ten years ago. He's just going to use you then finish you off" He prayed his gamble would work off.

Qrow looked at the alien then switched over to his sister who looked like she had been through hell. The same fury, the same hatred that he felt was in her eyes. The elite turned to face the two Branwens. "You have a choice Raven and Qrow Branwen. Will you let this… traitor… this coward… bureaucratic bastard... to live after he left you and your men, your family to die for his greed. Or will you judge him now for the crimes he committed against you and your kin? For betraying you, for sentencing you to die just because you are a soldier?"

Qrow shook his head, letting Torchwick go, staring him right in the eye. "He's my commanding officer. He didn't have a choice, he had his orders…" Which caused Torchwick to smile.

The mandibles of the elite parted way, brandishing his teeth at the human commander who coward away. "THERE IS ALWAYS A CHOICE! HE CHOSE TO DO NOTHING!" The elite roared. He turned to face the Branwens and unlatched two energy sword hilts, giving each one to the Branwens. "I am giving you two a choice now. Take control of your lives, of your actions. Punish him for his transgressions!" He took a step back.

Raven took the hilt without hesitation as Qrow did the same. She found the ignition button and pressed it. The iconic double bladed sword came to life. The two siblings looked at each other. "Are you two seriously going to side against your own species! He's blinded you!" Torchwick spat at the two defiantly.

Qrow shook his head in anger. "No. He opened our eyes." His sister retorted as Qrow ran the blade through his chest as his sister slashed along his neck effectively beheading him. The body crumpled to the ground.

The commander stood beside the two of them. "And they're countless others like him on this rock, in this pathetically corrupted galaxy. Join us Raven and Qrow Branwen. Help us exterminate all those who betrayed, left us to die, used us for their petty gains. I guarantee the both of you that we will hunt them all down! The choice is yours."

Raven and Qrow looked at each other as if discussing it mentally. "We want to find our families first." Qrow demanded turning to face the commander.

"I would not worry about that." The second in command elite stepped in zealot. "They're aboard the transport as we speak.

"Where do we start?" Raven growled determinedly as she switched the sword off and hitched it to her belt.

A/N

Hey guys!

New story idea here with some new stuff. Hopefully you all liked it. First off, I'm always nervous about posting new stories... so I'm hoping that this one ends up alright. So upload rate, really depends on two things, how popular this gets as well as whenever I want to write this. This fic is going to be on the side for now unless people demand more of it which honestly, I don't know lol.

That being said, I'm still working on Shattered and Forlorn, I'm getting a backlog established with those stories.

Now then let's get into the story itself. If you guys follow me, yall know that I love long and complicated stories. That's just how I am. That being said, characters in this story are not so black and white. They are going to be people, good people who do bad things and bad people who do good things. I'm excited for this :D All I can say for now keep your eyes out for Commander Gharst, Raven and Qrow.

Next chapter, we'll be getting to see some Taiyang, Summer, and Ruby and Yang!

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-Lordxsauron