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Here's the much awaited RWBY chapter for Sev. It's really long...well...at least for me. I can't write a small scene and make it 6K words or more. Hope you enjoy it and laugh along with me.

I do not own RWBY or Star Wars

Five years before Volume 1

The kingdom of Atlas loomed beneath them. Its tall towers and high rises filled the skies and bullheads zipped between the cracks. Sev took it all in before reaching a conclusion. It felt alien, like Coruscant, quite different from the farm town of Patch or the lively port of Vale.

"So, we gonna run ashore?" He turned to his partner.

Qrow raised a brow. "Where did you hear that?"

"A brother once mentioned it last time we docked in a large metropolitan area that was friendly. It involved a night out in town, dinner at a fine restaurant, perhaps a ballet or show of sorts..."

"Alright I get the picture," Qrow chuckled, "You don't need to make a joke out of this."

"Apologies Branwen, just being back in my armor brings back memories." Upon Qrow's request, the ex commando was outfitted in his repaired white armor. It had taken years but now his helmet had been repaired and refitted with Remnant tech that it could function to a portion of its former capacity.

"I thought it would funny and you really do blend in with the Knights." Qrow protested.

"Stop comparing me to droids. We're superior to them." Sev muttered as he double checked his toys. In addition to his Deecee Sev had begun constructing a new toy in his arsenal. He had noticed that almost all his gear aside from his wrist gauntlet were ranged. So, with Qrow's guidance, he had begun constructing a new combo weapon. It was a grey weapon hybrid that would change between a katana and a pistol kama combo. It was quite a gamble to train in a new tool to fight Grimm but he felt like it was worth it.

"Don't let Ironwood here you say that. He'll have a fit."

Sev chuckled. "I've yet to meet this general."

"Oh, he'll have a quite a reaction meeting you. Honestly I feel like if anything, you remind me of a member of the Atlesian military soldier."

"I see."

The two remained silent as the bullhead slowly made its way towards the Schnee Company Headquarters.

The Alesian Knights really did share some common similarities to the old Katarn Mk II armor. Sev honestly felt disgusted by the vast numbers of droids that patrolled the streets. It brought too many memories of the Clone Wars back into his head. At least there were a few human troopers that commanded the drones. As Sev wandered the numerous halls of the Schnee company headquarters, he noted a door with the title of Armory. That might be useful. Sure, he had his Deecee and his new prototype toy, but he'd always learned that when entering a situation that hadn't drilled with in the past, he should come over prepared. 'The six P's. Proper Planning Prevents Inadequate Performance' the Cuy'Val Dar had taught them.

He noticed several Knights marching towards a checkpoint and quickly joined the company right behind them. Sure enough, the droids never noticed him joining them and the guards didn't see him amongst the company of marching droids. Once clear of the guards, he snuck his way towards the armory.

Weapons lined the walls of the armory, ranging from swords, to rifles, to rocket launchers. Sev rushed over to the shelves overflowing with explosive spheres, grabbing several fire, ice, and flash grenades. He then noticed what appeared to be a grenade launcher. Grinning Sev took the toy, fondling it carefully with his hands. "Scorch would have loved you." He muttered as he slung the cylinder over his shoulder.

The commando took one last look over of the equipment, dismissing standard rifles and knives as unneeded and staying away from oversized weapons due to their explosive capacity. This was an urban mission where he needed to leave everything generally intact after all. He shut the door behind him before finding two teenagers staring at him.

Both girls, clearly sisters, had pale white hair tied in neat ponytails. Their blue eyes examined the armor closely, trying to peer into the commando's eyes. The older girl wore a crisp grey uniform while the younger girl wore a fancy white dress. "What the hell are you?" the older girl demanded.

"Winter, that doesn't look like one of our security drones."

"You're right Weiss, it doesn't, perhaps it's an infiltrator from those horrid White Fang!"

Sev shook his head. "I'm not with the White Fang."

"Of course you are!" the older girl insisted, jabbing her finger at the man. "You're just trying to avoid detection. Well you just failed, trying to steal weapons from us! Ha!"

"Firefiek, who are you two?"

The younger girl gasped in horror. "You don't know? Why we are…"

"Girls, what is the meaning of this?"

The group turned around to see an older gentleman with similar white hair flanked by a squad of Knights. In addition, were two gentlemen, the first being a tall well-built man wearing a grey uniform with cuffs, clearly of high ranking. The second man was a familiar scruffy looking man with a sword/scythe hanging from his back. Qrow face palmed as he moaned. "Oh no."

The teenage girl turned to the older man. "Father, this drone was intruding on our property, attempting to steal weapons from our armory."

"I'm not a drone." Sev protested. Seriously, the thought of being taken as a clanker was detestable!

"Then what are you?" the man beside him demanded. "You're not one of the Atlesian Knights."

"Guys, sorry about this." Qrow stepped in between the advancing drones and the commando. "He's with me. Mr. Schnee, this is the other Hunter I was telling you about, Sev. Sev, this is Mr. Schnee, president of the Schnee Dust Company and your objective."

Sev nodded, realizing who the man was, saluted respectfully. "Mr. Schnee."

The other man was satisfied with the answer. "So what were you doing here Mister…Sev was it?"

Ah so this man was the no nonsense sort of person, he knew how to deal with those sort of people. "Reequipping and probing the defenses for weak spots. My current arsenal was lacking for the job and I took the liberty of restocking my arsenal with some of your grenades as well as a mini launcher for breaching possible barriers."

"Sev, this is General Ironwood, he heads the Atlesian Military here." Qrow introduced, "Though I must ask, how did you get into this restricted area?"

"I blended in with the Knights. Like all tinnies, they didn't even notice my presence and neither did your checkpoint troops. This opens up the danger of having infiltrators disguise themselves similar to the drones and thus bypassing your defenses entirely. If these trainees hadn't noticed me, it would have been a perfect execution of sabotage. Mr. Schnee, might I recommend you supplement your automated forces with organic troops? Having guards who can identify each other on a name to name basis makes it much more difficult to infiltrate this deeply."

Ironwood choked loudly at the suggestion. "I'm sorry, supplement our troops with what?"

Qrow chuckled heartily. "Sev meant that your robots failed to spot him and this weakness could be exploited by enemies such as the White Fang. Sev, in your past experiences, have you encountered android forces before?"

The commando nodded. "Yes sir, my previous war was entirely against a droid army. You could say I've come to see droids in general as the weak, inferior, and especially gullible. We're sentient beings on the other hand. We're capable of thinking outside the box and developing tech that can fool any scanner or receptor. Droids aren't."

"War?" Mr. Schnee exclaimed in shock.

"Sev is the last survivor of a warrior village in Vale. They often fought against White Fang members who hijacked drones." Qrow explained. He, Summer, and Sev had agreed to make that their story whenever someone asked about Sev's origins.

"I see." Ironwood noted. "Very well, then…Sev…I look forward to working with you to protect Mr. Schnee at this year's annual media conference. Winter, Weiss, you may move along."

Sev found his job particularly memorable. It reminded him of that old operation back on Triple Zero. He had been underneath a pile of discarded plastoid sheeting behind a roof balustrade, observing and noting everything that went in and out of the target meeting zone, for twelve hours. He missed those Verps, those were the true ballistic beauties. You could load pebbles in those mags and they'd fire true.

"I'm wild," Sev reminisced, "And then I get dangerous."

Currently he was observing the teleconference from a rooftop across the city square. He had his Deecee out with Sniper Attachment clipped on, Gamble at clipped to his side and the grenade launcher slung over his shoulder. He had been observing carefully since the crack of dawn, noting down every droid and wet his scope could pick up, similar to how he had done back in the Triple Zero Op. So far, he hadn't notice any particular threat yet, though there was a lot of unrest. Clearly there were many citizens, both human and faunas, who were dissatisfied with the SDC. Sev himself wasn't sure how to respond. Vau had never really approached labor laws before. After all, clones didn't have rights.

"Qrow here, how's it going up there?"

"Nothing so far, but there's definitely a feeling of unease around here. Something's going down and I don't like the looks of it." Sev reported.

There was a silence on the com before Qrow murmured. "That's not good, negative emotions bring in the Grimm like crazy. I'll tell Ironwood to keep an eye on our borders."

"Roger that sir, I'll report in if I find anything else."

Sev resumed observing the crowds. It would be important to keep a track of all the faunas in range. With the White Fang increasing their activity, it wouldn't be wrong to scan for possible Fang members. They were tough to spot and very dangerous. Sev had learned that the hard way few years back. That's when he saw it.

Two Faunas, one bull and one cat, entered the intersection from the south. Their eyes were clearly focused on the podium and it wasn't in curiosity. As he zoomed in closer, he could just make out the bulge of weapons hidden in their clothing. These clearly were members of the White Fang.

"Qrow, I got White Fang. Two of them coming in from the south. They're armed, unable to identify armaments though. Permission to engage?"

"No, we can't cause a scene. Try to see if you can take them out without attracting attention."

The commando nodded, "Right, on it." Now how was he going to get close to them without the cha'kaar noticing him. Hold on, was that a…? Sev adjusted his scope as he zoomed in on a patrol of Knights marching past the faunas' position. Now that was an idea.

Sev waited patiently as the patrol marched past him. It was important to blend in entirely. Come to think of it, didn't Fi do something like this with one of those damned Nulls? As much as he hated that joker, he had to admit, the sniper/medic had his bright points. Just as the last of the tinnies marched past him, he stepped in line behind them, matching the droids pace for pace. Just as he expected, the civvies completely ignored him, assuming he was one of those clankers.

The targets were getting closer with each step. Sev's mind raced. Now he was going to be near them, but then what? He needed something quiet to remove them discreetly, but there were two of them, and he couldn't leave bodies lying around. Or did he? What he really needed, as much as he preferred execution, was to scare them away. Perhaps a big boom was what he needed after all. Like a grenade launcher…oh this was going to be tough.

Sev broke away from the main group of Knights and marched his way until he was directly behind the two assassins. From here, he had a clear sighting of Mr. Schnee, Qrow, and Ironwood. All it would take was a half decent sniper and all three would be dead. He had to hurry.

Unslinging the mini grenade launcher, he took aim just a couple meters in front of the podium, aiming for the drones, which he really didn't mind destroying. The only good droid is a dead one after all. Once he had a clear shot, he released the trigger. At that moment, a mortar round ejected from the tube and flew through the air before arcing down on the unsuspecting drones.

A brilliant explosion resounded throughout the plaza, causing citizens to immediately glance around for the source of the attacker. He needed to move quickly now. With both assailants confused, he tossed the empty launcher into the teenage boy's hands. The boy literally freaked out at the sight of the weapon and so did everyone around him.

The remaining Knights, having deduced the two faunas as the attackers, raised their rifles in response. "Halt there!"

Having ensured that Mr. Schnee was safely out range of the attackers, Sev joined the drones, drawing his own Deecee in unison. "You are under arrest."

The bull faunas glared at the advancing drones plus commando and reached for his own weapon. The girl on the other hand froze in terror, fumbling around for her own pistol before noticing the large numbers of drones now converging on their position. "Adam, we need to go."

The bull didn't like the idea of retreat. "Retreat? Now? Blake I'm tired of running, it's time to take action. They're just a bunch of drones, we can handle them."

The girl stepped back in horror at her friend's aggression. "Adam, can't you see that they've got us outnumbered? They're bound to send Huntsmen before long. We need to run while we still can."

"Nonsense," the bull retorted, "Just leave them all to me."

Sev sighed. He didn't like the idea of opening fire on these poor teens. Why, the girl was probably the same age of Yang. But if they chose to resist, he would have to do his duty. "Open fire!"

The two teens clearly had been underestimated. In a flash, they both leaped into action, the boy drawing a large katana while the girl drew an SMG. Almost instantly the pair had peppered the knights with bullets, with Sev's Katarn shielding just barely holding back the attack.

The commando instinctively snapped his Anti Armor attachment on as his eyes began tracking the boy. He fired two consecutive grenades at the boy, knocking him off his feet.

"Adam!" the girl cried before dashing towards Sev, spraying bullets as she went. Sev dove for cover before switching over to his PEP attachment. He took aim and fired several loud rounds of Dust, but the girl seemed to be able to leave shadow copies of herself, making it almost impossible to determine the real from the fakes.

"Damn, if only my HUD could tell the difference." Sev muttered under his breath as the pair exchanged fire. He had already reached the end of his first clip and the two had yet to go down. He needed proper back up, not this clanker junk around him. He activated is comm. "Qrow, please tell me you're on your way."

"That's a negative, but Ironwood's sending back up as I speak."

Sev fought the urge to roll his eyes. "Oh yeah, more of these tinnies? Not going to help. These kids are trained and they're cutting down your drones like butter."

"Don't worry, Ironwood says he's sending the big boys now."

"...So in other words, he's sending in more tinnies."

Qrow chuckled. "Yep. Though ol' Jimmy says it's a new model."

Sev drew Gamble from its holster and blocked the oversized sword the teenage boy wielded. Dang, this boy was strong and Sev couldn't risk taking a hit. His aura after all was extremely low to begin with. "Just tell him to hurry."

The two exchanged blows for a minute before Sev got his opening. Being in saberlock with the faunas, he headbutted the bull, the sheer force of being hit by a guy in a helmet forcing the faunas off balance. Sev dropped Gamble and launched into a flurry of punches and jabs, knocking his opponent to the ground, dazed.

He walked up to the dazed boy and unsheathed his vibroblade out of his gauntlet. "I'm sorry kid, I really am."

"Adam!" The commando turned just in time to dodge the other assassin's flying kick, grab her leg and hurl the girl behind him, leaving the two attackers on the ground, dazed.

"Now that wraps things up." Sev mutters. The battle had been fierce, but successful. A nice change of pace from Grimm Hunting. Just then, his helmet audio receptors detected a loud clanking sound behind him. He turned around to see an enormous droid enter the scene, escorted by several knights.

Annoyed, he raised his gauntlet at the drone. "What took you so long? I already finished the job, you can go back to your scrapyard."

To his surprise, the Paladin ignored him and began powering up its giant cannon. "What are you doing rustbucket? Can't you see it's over?"

That's when he noticed the bull faunas slowly getting back on his feet. But instead of fear in his eyes, Sev noticed that he actually was grinning. Something was wrong.

"Oh you're just about to experience a world of pain." Adam chuckled.

"No!" Sev cried just as the droid unleashed the hyper cannon blast...only to be absorbed by the man's katana. He must have had a semblance allowing him to absorb energy...into...uh oh.

"Get down!" Sev cried as he dashed away from the man.

The faunas cackled loudly as he unleashed the destructive energy upon the drones...and the area around them. The already weakened ground shattered beneath the group, sending the commando down into abyss below.

Blake opened her eyes and groaned. Where was she? Oh right...Adam had destroyed floor beneath her. She found herself in what appeared to be an old sewer system underneath the city. As her keen faunas eyes adjusted to the light, she checked over herself and found...wait...where was her weapon? She felt the ground around her and to her dismay, her gun was nowhere to be found. "It must have been lost in the fall." She concluded.

"Ah you're awake, good to see you up kid."

The girl turned around in surprise to see the odd looking drone sitting on a pile of rubble nearby. The drone's sinister T shaped eyes were glowing a forboding shade of blue, causing the girl to step back in terror. Not only that, but the armored droid was also armed, with his advanced looking rifle in his hands and that katana pistol strapped to his side.

The droid seemed to tilt its head in confusion at her silence. "You okay kid?"

"What are you?" Blake managed. "Some sort of new model?"

The droid seemed taken back. "Me, a one of those Atlas tinnies? That's a laugh...oh, the helmet, right."

To Blake surprise, the 'droid' removed its helmet to reveal a man's face. Blake fell on her butt in surprise. "You're...human." She managed.

The man felt his face with his armored hands. "I think so, unless those Long Skinned freaks decided to add some Wookie in there as well."

"Are...you...going to...well..."

The commando stared at the girl. "What?"

"Kill...me?" She stammered out.

The man raised a brow. "Really? Why would I do that?"

"Well..." The girl managed, "I'm a faunas."

"Really?" The man seemed to chuckle at the thought, "You think I'd kill you solely because you were a faunas?"

"Umm...yeah."

"Kid, I've seen lots of weird beings in the galaxy. You're one of the more normal ones. I don't judge people on whether they're human or not. They all die the same. Being human doesn't make you more of a soldier than faunas. Not all soldiers where uniforms and not all soldiers are human. Mandos don't judge you by your blood, but by your soul. Right now, we're vode, comrades in arms, cause I don't know if you've figured it out yet, but there's a lot of Grimm between us and the nearest exit."

Blake considered what the man was offering. It made sense except for one thing. "But why did you open fire on us?"

"Because it was my job? I don't judge you but I'm still a contracted Hunter here. My job was to protect the teleconference and you two were about to interfere. Not all soldiers where uniforms. You two clearly weren't. Now can we get out of here now? This place stinks."

The girl nodded before remembering something important. "But I can't fight. I'm not armed."

The man had already replaced his helmet before his T-slit visor stared at the girl. He picked up the pistol from its holster before handing it to the girl. "This is Gamble. It's a hybrid katana pistol I've been working on. Unfortunately it's still in its prototype stage, but it should fine for you."

The girl stared at the pistol, admiring its ballistic beauty. "Thank you...Mr..."

"Sev will do for now."

The girl cocked the pistol. "Thank you Mr. Sev. I'll use it well."

"Enough blabbering, let's get back to work." The synthesized voice seemed much more sinister than the gruff voice of the inhabitant inside the helmet. "We got Grimm at our three."

The faunas girl nodded, reverting the weapon to its Katana form for more reach.

The next hour could only be described as sheer madness. The two plowed their way through hordes of Grimm, attracted by the panic and unease of the surface dwellers. The two hacked and blasted their way past Beowolves, Ursa, and even a few Taiju in their rush to make it back to the surface. Finally they began to see a glimpse of daylight up ahead. Sev reloaded his last clip into his Deecee before tossing a smaller pistol mag to the twelve year old faunas girl. "You're not bad for kid."

"Thank you sir." The girl panted, out of breath.

Sev activated his helmet's binocular feature as he began to make out figures in the daylight. As he zoomed in closer, he could make out several patrols of drones waiting outside. This was going to hurt. "Listen kid, there's been a change in plans." He began as he swapped out his blaster attachment for his PEP attachment.

"What are you talking about?" Blake's ear twitched.

Sev remained silent as he pointed his rifle at the girl. "What the?"

The blaster discharged, knocking the girl against the tunnel walls before she collapsed on the ground, unconscious. A few minutes later, Sev exited the sewer tunnels to find several drones surrounding him. When they recognized the Hunter, they stepped back, allowing two familiar men to approach the commando.

"Sev, it's good to see you made it out. You had us quite worried."

"Ah, it was nothing I couldn't handle." Sev shrugged as he walked past them towards the bullhead behind them. "Job's done. Now I need a proper shower and armor cleaning."

Qrow chuckled and nodded. "After that, a night at the bar? My treat."

Sev pulled off his bucket and gave the man an amused look. "I've only drunk once in my life, and that was after we stopped a terrorist cell. So I think it might be appropriate now."

The two shared a laugh before Ironwood joined them aboard the Bullhead, his drones marching off. "By the way Mr. Sev, our drones mentioned one of the assassins fell into the chasm with you. Did you by chance happen to see her?"

Sev gave the man a hard stare before shaking his head. "No sir, I was alone."

Qrow gave the commando a weary look after noticing the man's holster was empty.

Blake slowly managed to strain her eyes open. What happened? Oh right. That traitorous man who she had the nerve to trust backstabbed her. "Where am I?" She muttered as she glanced around, her eyes adjusting to the darkness. She realized she was still in the tunnel, alone, rather than in a cell or labor camp. Not only that, but she still had Gamble lying on her lap. But on top of the gun/blade was a perfectly functional Scroll. When she turned it on, she found a voice message waiting for her. Without hesitation, she started the playback.

"Kid, this is Sev. By now you should have woken up from that little unplanned nap I put you in. Relax, it was a PEP shot I knocked you out with: nonlethal. Thank you for helping me get out of there. I couldn't have done it without you. All you need to know is that I've led the drones and Hunters away from the exit so you should be in the clear now. This scroll is fully functional and can be used to call your ride out of here. Oh, and keep Gamble. I can always make a new gun. Besides, maybe you can finish it. I was hoping to give it a sheath and some sort of rope to make it a mini scythe of sorts. It's my gift to you and a reminder that not all vode judge you because of your race. That's all for now...maybe we'll meet again, maybe we won't...but as we commandos say, 'Die Proud'."

Blake couldn't help but let a tear run down her cheek as she gripped her Scroll and sword before dashing towards the exit.

"Hey Adam, just wanted to let you know that I'm alright and I'm heading towards our rendezvous zone."

I've been planning this one shot for like...ever! We get Winter, Weiss, Ironwood, Adam, and Blake here! Coming up next: Sev discovers he's not in tune with fashion.

As always, send me requests and ideas for other one shots. Typically the funnier and fluffier, the better. I have the first three Republic Commando Novels as my reference for most of my one shots.

May the Force of the Lord God Almighty be with you Always!

UCCMaster