Well, howdy! This is two chapters in one night! A new record. Expect more, because I have plenty of material to work with now. Now, some of you might have questions about why my characters always seem to be knocked unconsious after appearing in another world. The answer: Interdimensional/Intergalactic travel without the proper equipment isn't exactly easy on the body. The only reason Vader is managing is because he's a kriffing tank!

Now... On with the story. No outro this time, because I'm pressed for time.

Chapter 2: Introductions are Made and a Deal is Struck

Alita groaned as she came to, something hard and narrow digging into her stomach. She winced and tried to push herself up, only to realized that he had somehow fallen halfway into some sort of clothesbin, making it a bit difficult to escape. Her eyes shot open and she managed to scramble to her feet, remembering why she fell in the first place. A wave of pain hit her and she swayed, placing a hand against her head. The cyborg grimaced as it came away sticky with half dried blood. In fact, most of her trench coat had blood on it.

'Damn... Definitely a concussion, maybe a fractured skull... Not to mention this was my favorite coat." She sighed and glanced down at the compartment she was just in. A small giggle escaped her as she beheld Ido's strange collection of clothing. An extra long scarf, tweed jacket, a fez, bowler hat... It was as if twelve different people had lived here. A resounding series of knocks snapped Alita from her daze and she limped back up to the main platform. A short pause to orient herself allowed her to pinpoint the location of the , the girl made her way to the entrance of the cylinder and stepped outside. Remembering Ido's note, she quickly turned around and locked the door with the golden key. Then she froze, realizing she wasn't in the shop anymore... Slowly, she did a 180, taking in the forest around her. Bright blue skies poked through emerald green foilage, and soft earthy soil held the various plants in place. Wherever this place was, it certainly wasn't on Mars... Hell, Earth didn't even have this sort of plant life anymore.

"Excuse me, but would you mind telling me who you are?"

Alita instantly, turned to her left, snapping into a fighting stance and halting the approach of a silver haired man in green clothes. He held a coffee mug in one hand and a strange looking cane in the other. The newcomer looked pleasant enough, but Alita could see his eyes scrutinizing her carefully, sizing her up for a potential fight. She remained silent, not wanting to give anything away to this odd looking man. He paused, taking in her rumpled and bloody appearance with a mildly shocked expression.

"Oh my, you're injured! Do you need help? My academy isn't far from here and we have an infirmary, maybe I can-"

Put a sock in it, odd-ball! I don't know where the hell, Ido's TARDIS contraption brought me, but it sure as hell isn't Mars!" Alita stepped forward, attempting to intimidate the man but failing miserably.

He just raised an eyebrow cooly, and took a sip of his drink, "Well, I think you should know a few things first, Alita. I'm assuming that is who you are, correct?" He nodded at her shocked expression ad continued. "The first, is that your caretaker, Ido Daisuke, was actually a time-travelling alien who went by the name of The Mechanic. The second, is that his TARDIS brought you tp a little known planet named Remnant. Congratulations, Alita. You are the second alien to ever make contact with Remnant."

Alita frowned, her head swimming. She already knew Ido was a mechanic. He had been one of the best... But he wasn't a time traveller, and he certainly couldn't have been an alien, right? A wave of pain and nausea hit her, and she swayed on her feet, staggering forward and collapsing to her knees. The man rushed foward, shouting her name. She tried to bring a fist up to ward him off, but the world blurred and she blacked out.

"Urgh... Now that was a weird dream..." ALita woke up slowly, putting a hand up to her pounding head. "What the hell happened?"

"I was hoping you culd answer that question for us."

Her eyes shot open in horror as a disturbingly familiar voice hit her ears. She twisted to her left to see the green themed man from her 'dream.' They were sitting in a hospital of some sort, completely alone save for a pink haired nurse passed out at her desk. Carefully, she cleared her throat and looked questioningly at the man. "Uh... Who are you, and how do you know my name?"

"Glad to se the Dust treatments are working on your organic portions." The man smiled gently and sipped from his mug. "The Mechanic and I, or Ido as you know him,go back a very long time. The last time he visited in that TARDIS was about six or seven years ago, right after he found you."

Alita frowned, thinking quickly. So Ido must have been going here when he wasn't hunting... Or working on that TARDIS thing. "You still havent told me your name, Greenie."

He nodded, setting his mug to the side, "Of course, where are my manners? I am Professor Oscar Ozpin, headmaster here at Beacon Academy. Now, can you tell me where the Mech-er... Ido, is? I searched for him all ovr that ship, but I couldn't find him.

Alita hesitated, unsure if she should say anything. She could lie, but she needed information. "Ido is... dead. He died over five years ago. I found that TARDIS thing in his personal workshop, and was knocked out during the startup sequence. Er... You wouldn't happen to know how to work it, would you?"

Ozpin shook his head in amusemen and chuckled, "I should think not. Ido was an utter madman for even attempting to pilot that thing on his own. Besides, I don't think the TARDIS is going anywhere. The main consol seems to have suffered extensive damage.

Alita's blood, what little she actually had, ran cold instantly. She was stranded... Trapped on some pre-galactic planet, with no way to contact anyone. An odd whining noise reached her ears, and she realized that her hands were clenched into fists so tightly, that the internal mechanisms were straining under the stress. Alita forced herself to slow down and think. "You seem rather important, Mr. Ozpin. Do you have any suggestions on what I should do now?"

To her surprise, the headmaster actually nodded, "Yes I do. I want you to enroll here at Beacon Academy. Ido told me of your rather unique martial arts, and I believe you would be perfectly suited here." He smiled at Alita's stunned expression. "While here at Beacon, you will be provided room and board, a place to learn more about Remnant, and a chance to sharpen your skills."

Alita pursed her lips, thinking silently. Ozpin was obviously throwing her a major lifeline here, but she also knew there was no such thing as a free lunch. "You obviously want me to enroll, and not because of your heart of gold. What's the catch?"

He chuckled again, "A strong intuition, an excellent trait for any good huntress." The strange man tapped his fingers on his cane. "As is being prepared. A war is brewing here on Remnant, one of monsters and men. It has been kept secret to all but a few... But while one war brews, another is still being waged all too visibly. The White Fang, a Fuanus terrorist group, has joined forces with a rather large crime syndicate in order to destroy humanity." He paused for a moment, deep in thought. This allowed Alita to see through the calm, collected mask. SHe could see the concerned headmaster who wanted to keep his students safe. "A group of students here seem to have a knack for being in the wrong place at the right time. You would be the fifth member of their team. I want you to report to me when their about to do anything... unsafe."

Now it was Alita's turn to rais an eyebrow, "You want me to babysit a couple of problem students? Sure, I'll take your deal, oh Great and Powerful Oz."

Ozpin's face tightened and he muttered something disparaging about Old Earth movies. Alita would have laughed, ahd it not been for a blurred streak of red creashing into the doorframe of the infirmary, waking up the nurse with a soft scream. Ozpin smiled smugly, "Alita, meet Ruby Rose, your new team leader. I'll let you two get aquainted."

Alita groaned inwardly as Ozpin left her with a dazed teenage girl in a school uniform and a red hood. She was going to strangle that man. The cyborg sighed, closing her eyes. She could already feel a headache coming on.

"Greetings, new team member! I'm Ruby, leader of Team RWBY. Er... Not the same spelling as my name."

Alita twitched, forcing herself to remain still. She opened her eyes slowly to see that Ruby, the girl who had just given herself a concussion, was somehow barely a meter away now, and ALita hadn't heard her moving. She gave the red head a strained smile, "Yeah, I can imagine it causes some confusion, Rose."

Ruby pulled a face, shaking her head."I prefer Ruby. My last name makes me feel old." She grinned at Alita, looking at her expectantly. When the cybernetic girl declined the offer to respond, she shifted uncomfortably, her smile faltering for only a moment. Then she turned and made a beeline for the door. "So, first things first... It's time to meet the team!"

Alita had no choice but to run after the petite speedster as she dashed from the infirmary, shouting something about a Yang and Snow White. She was so glad her body was cybernetic.