Hello, Legion of Two here, and welcome to my newest story.
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Chapter 1
"All systems check green. UNSC Corvette Wink of an Eye fully operational and ready for departure. Waiting for permission from Control." the young voice of Zach Mitchell, the ships Navigation Officer stated matter-of-factly.
The ship's captain, Michael Harvey, nodded, and then took a sip of his second - no third - cup of cold, mud-water the UNSC calls 'coffee'. "Patriot, ask Control for permission for departure and bring up the mission reports to my Neural Interface."
"Of course Captain." Patriot, a 4th generation 'smart' AI, said in an enthusiastic voice over the bridge speakers.
Immediately the mission file was downloaded into his brain and projected into his retinas. Although having already been thoroughly debriefed by UNSC High Command and the Office of Naval Intelligence, he was intrigued by the information that he was told.
After the recovery of the Janus Key by Doctor Halsey from Requiem, the UNSC, with help from the Covenant Separatists, have been recovering the remnants of the Forerunner empire left for humanity for the past couple of years. This joint operation was dubbed 'OPERATION: KEY FOR THE FUTURE'.
The usual procedure for these joint missions would be the UNSC would send slipspace probes to locate the Forerunner technology, then send a small battlegroup consisting of both UNSC and Covenant Separatists ships to secure the surrounding space and recover everything they can.
But what one probe discovered was intriguing to say the least. Most of the time the Janus Key would lead them to a forerunner space station or small planet that wasn't even worth colonizing. But this time the probe picked up something they weren't expecting; an garden world that has the exact same atmospheric conditions as Earth. But that wasn't the only thing the probe picked up, there was a couple of small satellite like structures orbiting the planet. Unfortunately the probe was destroyed before it can do more detailed scans of the surface and the satellites.
There is only one logical explanations; the planet might be inhabited by intelligent life.
That's where Captain Harvey was heading. HIGHCOM and ONI tasked his prowler to go in system and gather any information to prove or disprove if the planet dubbed 'Eden' is inhabited, and if it is, to see how technologically advanced the species is. If Harvey deemed it was necessary, he was to make peaceful first contact. The UNSC and Covenant Separatists doesn't want another Human-Covenant War, especially with UNSC and Covenant Separatists not at the same strength they had before the war, and half of what's left was busy fighting the Loyalists.
If this species does turns hostile after first contact was made, the UNSC Infinity and her escort Battlegroup Dakota lead by Captain Thomas Lasky would come in and make sure they can't attack the UNSC or their Covenant Separatists allies. The Covenant Separatists are also lending support in the form of three CCS battlecruisers and the CAS assault carrier Shadow of Intent, commanded by Arbiter Thel 'Vadum and Shipmaster Rtas 'Vadum.
'Lets hope it doesn't turn to that.' Harvey thought grimly while taking another sip of his cold mud-water. He didn't want it to turn into another war and he especially didn't want to be the one to start it.
"Sir they granted us permission for departure." Patriot said, materialized on the holo table near his command chair. His avatar of choice was the famous quarterback Tom Brady from the 21st century football team New England Patriots.
"Is Lasky and the Arbiter's forces in position?" Harvey asked in a stern voice.
"Yes, they're ready to jump in system when things ultimately go south."
"Lets hope it doesn't. Are the coordinates set?"
"All set sir, just waiting on your word to make the jump." Navigation Officer Zach Mitchell said.
"Time to see if they're friendly or not, make the jump to Slipspace."
"Aye sir, entering Slipspace in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1."
All of a sudden, a large rupture pierced through the empty void of space, opening a physics defying portal between the normal dimension and the slip-stream plane in front of the UNSC Wink of an Eye. The corvette entered, fully clearing the dimensional bridge before the portal collapsed.
"Slipspace jump successful sir." Patriot said.
"Good." Harvey said.
"You may want to get some rest, it will take some time to reach planet 'Eden' sir." Mitchell said.
"How long?"
"About a week sir."
"Alright, alert me when we're about to exit Slipspace."
"Aye sir." Patriot said, giving off a perfect salute.
Harvey got up from his command chair and headed towards his personal cabin.
Bullhead Echo-B14 'Hazzamo', in rout to Beacon Academy, 2025, Remnant Calendar, 14:54
Commander Silas Keller let out a heavy sigh. He could hear the roar of the engines of the Bullhead he was standing in. It was only a week till the Vale Festival and tournament, he was tasked by Command with the job of going over security for the events.
If you asked him his personal opinion, he would say using military forces as security for the tournament was a gross misallocation of military resources. That it should be up to the local police instead of the military. But with the discovery that the White Fang is working for the infamous criminal Roman Torchwhick, Vytal's politicians thought it was necessary for military security, especially with Weiss Schnee, the heiress to the Schnee Dust Company which supplies Vytal - no all of Remnant - with the energy propellant known as dust, being in attendance at the festival and tournament.
They also decided that the tournament should be moved to a more secure location, so they choose the prestigious Beacon Academy. With it being situated on a cliff overlooking the ocean, the soldiers under his command would have a better chance at defending the academy with his men having the higher ground, plus the fact that every person at the academy is either a hunter or a hunter in training doesn't hurt. If Torchwhick and the White Fang decide to attack, they would meet a lot of opposition.
"Five minutes till we arrive Commander." the pilot named Bianca yelled from the cockpit.
"Good..." Silas said to the pilot, he then turned to his younger brother Sargent Major Rexus Keller, "Rex, does Ozpin know that we're going to be occupying his school for the tournament?"
"I believe so sir. Command should have told him." Rex said.
"Don't be surprised, Command always finds a way to make my life a living hell." Which was true, he wasn't Command's favorite because of his unorthodox tactical strategies. His plans saved a lot of lives during some of the major battles against the White Fang. But his superiors never approved of them.
"I don't know, I think Command would of told him, considering how important this is." A young private said.
"Bet you twenty Lien that they didn't."
"Your on." the private stated. "Sir." he added as an after thought.
Silas noticed that his brother looked like he was in deep thought. "What's on your mind Rex?"
"Permission to speak freely sir?" Rex said in an unsure voice.
"You know I don't like it when you call me that, even though I'm higher rank it doesn't mean you should go all formal on me," Silas said exasperatedly. "...and you don't have to ask, say whatever is on your mind."
"Why can't the local police handle this? Why send the military to do simple security work?"
"The heiress Weiss Schnee is participating in the Vytal Tournament. Since the White Fang hates the Schnee family with a burning passion they probably would try to kidnap or kill her, and since they are working for Torchwhick now, the chances of an attack just increased. So the big wigs thought it would be better for the military to beef up security." Silas answered.
"So basically we all got demoted to glorified babysitters then?" the young private said.
"Pretty much."
"Command really does try to make your life a living hell." Rex said, trying to hold back a chuckle.
"Sixty seconds sir." Bianca said.
"Time to see if Command informed Ozpin." Silas stated, moving to the door of the Bullhead.
The Bullhead flew over to the landing pad, extended it's landing struts, and touched down with a soft 'THUD'. Then the rest of the Bullheads and airships landed and started unloading troops and supplies. When the door to his Bullhead opened they were greeted by the headmaster himself, Professor Ozpin.
"Greetings gentlemen. What do I owe this... unexpected welcome?" Ozpin asked in a welcoming voice, but Silas could tell he was somewhat agitated by the arrival of military troops and supplies.
"The Vytal Tournament is being moved here and we're supposed to provide security. You didn't get the message from our superiors?" Silas asked, but he already knew the answer.
"No, they most of forgot to inform me." Ozpin said.
"Yeah they were probably wanting me to inform you myself. Oh where are my manners, Commander Silas Keller, Vytal Army." Silas said extending his hand for a handshake.
"Professor Ozpin, headmaster of Beacon Academy." Ozpin said, accepting the handshake. "If you don't mind me asking but why is the tournament being held at my school?"
"Well since we learned that the White Fang is working for Tourchwhick the chances of an attack have just increased. Plus the fact that a certain heiress of a major dust company is attending the tournament is an other reason."
"So your superiors choose my school for those reasons?"
"Yes. Beacon is situated on a cliff that overlooks the ocean, the only way to get in would be through the air or through the Grimm infested woods of Forever Fall and the Emerald Forrest. Because Beacon already has anti-air defenses, an aerial attack is highly unlikely..."
"And with army troops, a ground assault would be impossible." Ozpin finished.
"No." Silas said in a solemn voice. "The troops I have with me can only hold them off for so long."
"How long do you think you can hold off an attack?" Ozpin said.
"Probably long enough to evacuate civilians."
"Well lets hope that doesn't happen. Lets discuss the security details in my office, shall we?" Ozpin said, gesturing for him to follow.
"Lead the way." Silas said, hoping that it won't turn out that way.
If only they knew that their greatest enemy wasn't the Faunus of the White Fang. But a far more terrible group of species that are not from their world, and have a grudge against humanity.
Authors Notes: I know this chapter is kinda short but I promise that the next chapter will be longer. But I have a couple of important requests I need to ask of you guys.
First off I need a couple of OC's for this story. So I'm asking you the readers to come up with some. If you do you have to come up with their character bio, meaning what is their personality, their back story, what they look like, and for the RWBY OC's, what are their weapons and their semblances.
Here are the OC's that I need.
UNSC OC's:
5 ODST's (1 squad)
1 Longsword pilot
1 Pelican pilot
RWBY OC's:
4 Beacon students (will be part of the same team)
1 Bullhead pilot
If you want to send me OC's, put them in a review or PM me them.
Second request is I'm in the need for some beta readers. Its really getting hard for me to self edit chapters for all my stories so I'm really in the need for some help with prof reading new chapters. If your interested, put it in a review or PM me.
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