(A/N) Hello my fellow crafters! Welcome to my first fanfic. So pls go easy on me ;_;.

ANYWHO! If you spot any grammatical errors that would be really helpful if you leave it in the comments. So yeah, enjoy chapter 1!

Chapter 1: Caspian Border

A camouflaged barrel was sticking out through the bushes. Behind it, was a shining scope due to the sun light rays bouncing off. A young man, with his face smeared in camouflage paint, wearing a fisherman hat, and a wrapped scarf around his mouth, held a firm grip on his sniper, the M98B. This man had only one name that he only remembers, Recon. Recon set his crosshairs on an advancing Russian soldier heading to Objective C, held by his American Allies. He took a deep breath and steadied his heart beat. Carefully aiming the rifles crosshairs at his first victim, he began to apply pressure on the trigger, waiting for the right moment to take the shot. Seconds passed and his vision began to get blurry.

'Just hold it in for a few more seconds..' He strained as his face began to turn red.

The Russian solder then snuck his hand over the American soldiers mouth and bright down the knife. The soldiers efforts trying to fight out if the Russians death grip was hopeless. He closed his eyes and waited for the end.

Recon pulled the trigger.

Time seemed to slow down as the high caliber round bursted out of the barrel, bolting towards the assailant. The gruesome sound of metal penetrating the flesh and bone was heard in the soldiers ears. He opened his eyes and saw the Russian solder with a red mark on the side of his helmet. He dropped the knife and fell to the floor with a 'thud'. Blood began to pour out of the hole as it began to pool around the enemy's soldiers head. The American solder looked to were the gunfire was heard from and saw the gleaming light of a snipers scope. He turned around to gain his composure and saw an entire infantry and tank battalion advancing towards the allied objectives. He activated his com and yelled.

All hell broke loose.

The sounds of gunfire and explosions ensued as the two nations clashed with one another to take control of the Caspian Border. Recon loaded another round into the chamber and ran to find another sniping position. Bullets whizzed by his head as he ran for dear life. He slung the sniper over his shoulder and grabbed his M1911 pistol switching the safety off. He looked to his left and saw two enemy's fire behind a rock. Recon then grabbed his M67 grenade, pulled the pin, and threw it behind the rock. Screams of panic and fright were heard, but were cut of as the grenade detonated. Recon continued his dash towards his safe haven, but was cut off by a loud snap right in front of him. He skidded and fell to the floor. Looking up to the tower, he saw a gleaming light aimed directly at him.

'Fuck me...' He groaned in annoyance.

Recon then dove behind small boulder and placed his back against it. He waited a couple of seconds for the firing to cease. It did, which gave him the opportunity to look over the boulder. He saw that the Russians have taken Objective C and have kept a line of defense, preventing any American solders to charge in. Looking up to the tower again, he saw 3 snipers on each platform. Two aiming at any advancing solider, and one aiming at him. Recon was pinned down behind rock while his allies were getting mowed down. He needed to come up with a plan, and fast. He peeked out and saw smoke rising from a destroyed bunker on Objective C.

'Hmmmm.'

During one of his patrols he heard rumors about a giant propane tank directly under the tower, which had enough fire power to bring the entire tower down when activated. Recon smirked under his scarf. Sure it was a suicidal plan, but it was going to be a major key into taking out the snipers and most of the infantry guarding C. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

'Here goes nothing.'

Recon jumped out from behind the pilar and began to make a mad dash towards Objective C. The sniper on the tower began to fire at Recon, but he was too quick for him to make a kill shot. Two enemy soldiers then began to open fire on Recon. A bullet grazed his shoulder leaving a deep cut, but Recon kept on pushing forward. He grabbed his pistol and fired two shots at their heads, killing them instantly. Recon made a sharp left and vaulted inside the bunker. He saw the light flashing red and the timer was paused at 10 seconds. He pressed the enter button on the computer hooked up to the tank. The timer began to finish its countdown. The pipes began to burst as red bulges the began to form on the tank; alarms blaring off as the tank reached critical levels of pressure. Recon took a step back and yanked his dog tag off and placed it on top of the computer as it reached 5 seconds. He heard shouting and saw a Russian heavy open fire. The young soldier began to run down the hall as the shots were getting more accurate.

3 seconds

He made a sharp right. Recon then saw a pool of water and a sewage drain and dashed towards it.

2 seconds

He squinted his eyes and dove in head first and began to swim down the drain.

1 second

Recon felt a tremendous shockwave and opens his eyes. A wall of fire was closing in on him. Recon closed his eyes and entered darkness.

Meanwhile in Remnant

The Emerald Forest was silent and still. The forces of Grimm hiding in the shadows, their crimson eyes glowing striking pure terror into the hearts of any creature on Remnant. A lake in edge of the forest began to glow. Steam rose as the temperature began to increase rapidly. All of a sudden a large ball of fire exploded from the river sending a massive shockwave through the entire city of Vale. The cities residents began to awake as the shockwave disrupted their sleep. Including the students of Beacon Academy.

Profesor Ozpin seemed completely unfazed by the shockwave, rather he was mostly focused on the Aura disturbance that kept him fascinated. He summoned a hologram of Glynda Goodwitch.

"Yes Professor?"

"Glynda, can you call team RWBY and tell them to report to my office immediately?" Ozpin asked.

Glynda nodded and the hologram was dismissed. Back at the forest, a single hat was floating in the middle of the lake.