Here it is! The fruit of over a month of work! Huzzah!
With the help of my new found friend, /u/Karmahhhhh on Reddit, we have successfully merged RWBY with Ace Combat! Thankfully, he and I got along wonderfully and saw eye to eye on many details, making it easy to come up with the plot. That of which will remain a secret for the time being (unless you've played Ace Combat games in the past, then you know where this will be going).
This is the prologue, and later tonight we will upload chapter one. These chapter updates will be weekly or every two weeks, depending on our schedules.
Now sit back, relax and enjoy the prologue to our collab fic, Wings of Chaos!
A demon strikes, as hunters rise to fight back.
Only for both to fall under a wing of chaos.
Mortals rise, to rebuild and rejoice.
With wings they'll soar, until the demon comes back for more.
The cycle repeats…
Worlds are shaped by crisis and conflict. The world of Remnant is no different.
Not long ago, the world had born witness to an outstanding era of peace and prosperity. Natural Resources were being discovered faster than anyone could dig them up, and nations began to set aside their differences. Everything that could go right, did.
For a moment, anyway.
A few years had past, and the large, industrial nation of Atlas had begun to wear out. They mined too greedily into their own mountains, their government making one big political mistake after another. Their economy collapsed under the lack of infrastructure. Soon after the collapse, Atlas began to permit other nations to buy territories that seemed useless; mountainous regions that provided natural borders for the nation.
Not soon after did the Atlasians learn that this was a huge mistake once again. Within these mountains, more natural resources; iron, oil, highly rare elements, all were discovered within their former lands. Once news of these discoveries reached the Atlasian public, the streets began to fill with riot and protest.
The current government had to go.
A coup d'etat was soon formed, and in less than a day Atlas had changed hands. The military took over, promising their nation that they would be brought out of the economic strife, and they would get back their lands. The new government, these "Generals" had ordered for total militarization. Their industry had boomed, and while it looked, to the world, that Atlas was coming back, it just wasn't so.
In less than two years since the "Generals" took over, they ordered a surprise attack, forcibly taking back their lands from the other countries. These mountains still maintained massive veins of natural resources that Atlas had craved for.
It wasn't enough for the new leaders of Atlas. The Generals wanted everything.
The Atlasian military had grown to unimaginable strength, and the order was given to continue past the mountains and into the surrounding nations. In only a few months, the smaller counties now stood under an Atlasian flag.
Alone, nothing could stand to the legendary strength that Atlas had built up. But united, they stood a chance. Three alliances rose to challenge the monster that threatened to destroy them all. With their backs to the wall, the trio dug in their heels and pushed back. The Atlasian army, overexerted and spread to thin, began to suffer heavy losses. The people forced under the flag of Atlas were liberated as quickly as they were conquered, and the invaders driven back to their original borders.
But the war was not over. Not without a single act of desperation to protect their homeland. On the final push into the heart of Atlas, five nuclear detonations tore through the mountains, leaving the surrounding armies to watch in stunned horror as the great kingdom sealed itself from the world.
Those who stood to liberate now found themselves as the aggressors, and vowed to throw down their weapons. Remnant had returned to peace, but at an astronomical cost.
But as Remnant began to rebuild, it soon fell under a much worse fate.
An earthquake of apocalyptic proportion was felt across the world, and destruction had returned to the planet. Millions perished, cities were destroyed, and the countries that weren't crushed overnight soon fell into anarchy.
The ground shook for days, fires burned for weeks, and ash rained for months. After the dust had finally settled, only a handful of the past nations remained.
This event became known as the Tarraemotus Disaster.
The survivors consolidated under four banners. The Union of Vacuan Republics, Principality of Mistral, The Atlasian Monarchy and The Democratic Republic of Vale all rose to challenge this new world.
Even after twenty-three years, the four nations continue to rebuild after Tarraemotus. However, as resources continue to grow scarce from the reconstruction, tensions grow tighter with each passing year. Technology continues to advance, and guardians are trained to protect their flag.
Although sooner or later, even a guardian is forced to turn into a warrior.
"Command Room to Crow Squadron, we have leakers, aircraft unknown. Crossing the border at Cape Basket bearing two-eight-seven to three-two-zero."
After all, worlds are shaped by crisis and conflict.
The world of Remnant is no different.
Chapter one will be upload later tonight.
See you then!