The Tale of Dust and Sand: A RWBY-Fallout: New Vegas Crossover

by DovahCourier

Team RWBY find themselves thrown into the Mojave Wasteland. This is going to be hilarious. Rated M for language and, well, everything New Vegas is rated M for.

10. Chapter 10 - One Hell of a Movie Night

AN: Hello again Readers, DovahCourier here! I am pleasantly surprised at the sheer amount of positive feedback given on the last chapter, and I hope this chapter pleases you al- wait, I just realized how easily that can be made into a dirty joke… just enjoy the chapter!

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I do not own RWBY or Fallout: New Vegas. RWBY belongs to Roosterteeth and New Vegas belongs to Obsidian Entertainment/Bethesda.

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The Tale of Dust and Sand

A RWBY/New Vegas Crossover

Chapter Ten: One Hell of a Movie Night

Ruby and Weiss arrived at the drive-in theater at 11:25. Weiss' OCD was fairing up at the pair's slightly late arrival. "You dolt, I told you the fastest route would be through Sloan!"

"Yeah, but that would've brought us back past the quarry!" Ruby responded, wincing at her teammate's yelling.

Weiss considered Ruby's response for a moment, and realized it did make sense. 'No need to go past those… things if we don't need to.' "Alright. Now, where is the movie?"

Ruby looked up to the screen, realizing there was no movie playing. Instead, the ancient movie screen was covered by a projection of a massive eye, darting around at high speeds. 'That's odd… better check the projector house.' Ruby looked to the projector hut, surprised when she saw there was no light coming out of it. Confused, she looked back to the screen, following the light to the source. In the middle of the parking lot was a large pile of debris that seemed to be emitting the light.

Ruby approached the debris, quickly realizing it was some kind of satellite. "Hey Weiss, come look at this…" Ruby knelt down, more closely looking at the crashed device.

"Ruby, I don't think you should touch that…" Weiss said hesitantly.

"What's wrong Weiss, scared?"

"No!" The heiress exclaimed, offended. "It just seems a bit… suspicious."

"Well, so are Yang's cooking skills, but do you see me blatantly refusing to eat when she cooks?" The girl started to reach out to touch the satellite. "You know what they say… 'Nothing ventured, nothing gai-'" Ruby was cut short when she touched the satellite and was instantaneously paralyzed. She tried to scream, but nothing came out. 'What the heck is happening?' Her vision was filled with the image of the eye on the screen before she was blinded by a flash of blue, deafened by the crackle of electricity, and her reality faded to black.

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"…RUBY!" Weiss shot awake, the image of her teammate reaching down and touching the satellite still fresh in her mind. She looked around, observing her surroundings for a moment. She was lying on the floor of some kind of balcony looking over what appeared to be a large crater. The borders of the balcony were blocked by some form of energy field, blocking any access to the outside. She looked down at herself, noticing she was only wearing a set of hospital patient's scrubs and her Pip-Boy.

She got up; still a bit dizzy from whatever had happened. She felt a sudden, dull pain arc across her back, but dismissed it as a cramp from waking up. She stepped towards the balcony, resting her hands on the railing. After a moment, she pulled away and looked at her hands, surprised at what she saw. 'Since when do I have so many calluses? And when did I chip a nail!?' She began walking around the balcony, looking for any sign of where Ruby could be. She turned the corner and was greeted by the sight of… herself?

In front of Weiss stood a tall, slender girl, also wearing a hospital gown and a Pip-Boy. The girl had back length hair, white enough to reflect the light the moon was casting on the balcony. Over one of the girl's icy blue eyes was a long, faded scar. Weiss' jaw dropped; she was looking at herself.

'How… what… who… when…' Weiss' panicked thoughts were interrupted by 'Weiss' pointing at her and screaming. "AHHHH! ROBOT CLONE!"

'Weiss' leapt at Weiss, teeth barred and fists raised for combat. Weiss panicked and put her arms up in defense. 'Weiss' grabbed the arms and spun, using her momentum to throw Weiss against a wall next to a metal crate. Weiss put her arms up again, panicking. "STOP!" Weiss was caught off guard by the voice she heard. She had chosen the word, and she had opened her mouth to speak, but the voice wasn't hers.

'Weiss' stopped for a moment, allowing Weiss to pull herself up off of the ground. On the way up, Weiss caught a glimpse of herself in the crate's reflective surface, and immediately did a double-take. She picked up the crate's lid, and nearly fainted when she saw her own reflection. She was expecting to see a face identical to that of her attacker, but this was not the case.

Instead of long white hair, she had short and feathery dark brunette hair, with the tips of the bangs tinted a dark red. Her normal pale skin was a half-tone darker. Instead of cold, pale blue eyes, she had a set of warm, deep silver ones. "What the-" Weiss cut herself short, realizing who's voice she was speaking with, and who's body she was somehow inside of.

It was Ruby's.

Weiss lowered the metal plate, still in shock. She looked up at the girl in front of her, looking her in the eyes. "…Ruby?"

'Weiss' put her fists down, confused. "How do you know my name?"

'That confirms it.' Weiss spoke up, still slightly confused when she heard Ruby's voice come out of her mouth. "Ruby… It's me, Weiss."

"LIES! You are a robot sent from the future to replace me and kill my team! DIE!" Ruby lunged at Weiss. Weiss lifted the metal lid, hoping to at least block the blows without damaging what she now realized was somehow her body. Ruby stopped halfway through the swing, screaming when she saw her reflection. "WHA… WHO… WHERE…"

Weiss dropped the lid and stepped forward, ignoring the weirdness of hugging her own body. "Ruby… just calm down, ok?"

"HOW CAN I CALM DOWN? I somehow sent us to wherever the hell this is, we somehow switched bodies, and YOU ALREADY BROKE MINE!"

"Wait, what?" Weiss asked, confused by the last part of Ruby's statement.

"That scar at the hairline was NOT there last time I checked!"

Weiss' hand darted up to her forehead. She found a very fine scar, just above where Ruby's feathery hair met her forehead. She followed it with her fingers, finding the scar went all the way around her skull. "Alright, this was NOT my fault! I just woke up a minute before you attacked me, and I am just as confused as you are. Now, follow me, and we'll see if we can find a way down." Ruby nodded, following Weiss around the balcony. They came across a large metal door, which slid away into the wall to reveal an elevator. The duo entered the lift and pressed the 'down' button.

A brief ride later, the door opened to reveal a hallway bathed in a blue light. Weiss entered the hallway and was suddenly filled with a feeling of… peace. She felt as though she was back at home in Atlas, and had just gotten out of a warm bath only to be covered with her favorite warm robe. She stepped forward, leading Ruby farther into the hallway. The hallway began to slope upwards, leading the pair into a large, dark room. As Ruby and Weiss crossed the threshold of the large room, blue lights lining the walls and floor snapped on, revealing… 'What the hell are those things?'

In front of the duo was a line of very… odd robots. Each one's face was a set of monitors, with one for each eye and a single one for the mouth. The entire robot seemed to be built around a glass tank in the center, filled with some kind of fluid and… 'Is that a BRAIN?!' Was all Weiss could think as she tried to get a closer look at the robot in front of her.

Suddenly, the robot in front jolted to life. It looked left and right, looking at the other robots, than spoke up. "I THOUGHT I HEARD THE PACIFICATION FIELD KICK IN. ALL RIGHT, SHHH. NOBODY MOVE. I'LL HANDLE THIS." The robot than turned to face Ruby and Weiss, "BE WARNED, INTRUDER! YOU ARE IN THE PRESENCE OF THE MIGHTY THINK TANK OF BIG MT, THE COLLECTIVE GENIUSES OF… WE… BY OPPENHEIMER, WHICH ONE OF YOU SELF PROFESSED GENIUSES HAS BEEN SCREWING WITH MY VOLUME KNOB? WHO WAS IT?! WAS IT YOU, 8?"

A sudden crackle of dial-up static emitted from the robot's speaker.

"OH, 'DR. O' WAS IT? LIKELY STORY, O COULDN'T SPARK TWO NEURONS IF THEY WERE IN A LATTICE OF BIOMED GEL."

Suddenly, the robot began speaking in a different voice, changing from the overwhelming authoritative tone to a slightly weaker, more nasally voice. "What? Me? Breaking news Klein, it wasn't me! I am just the robotics engineer, 8 is the soundwave 'specialist'. You always do this; you always demean me in front of guests! And it's not 'O,' alright, it's…!"

The robot's commanding voice returned. "ENOUGH! EITHER OF YOU DO IT AGAIN, IT'LL BE THE LAST TIME. NOW… NOW…" The robot hesitated for a moment. "…GREAT, NOW I FORGOT WHAT I WAS SAYING… WHAT WAS I TALKING ABOUT?"

Weiss stepped forward, not wanting the situation to get any weirder. "Where the hell are we?"

The robot looked at Weiss, massive eyes showing an expression of shock. "DID… DID IT JUST SAY SOMETHING? ANYONE CATCH THAT? BOROUS, YOU WORK WITH ANIMALS; TRANSLATE."

The robot spoke up again, this time in a voice that would be at home hosting a game-show. "It's a pair of LOBOTOMITES. Here! In the DOME!-"

"OH, AS IF THIS SITUATION COULD GET ANY WORSE, NOW WE HAVE A LOBOTOMITE INFESTATION! DALA, GET THE SPRAY BEFORE THEY EXCRETE ALL OVER EVERYTHING."

Before Weiss could react to the blatantly offensive statement, the robot spoke up again, this time with a smooth female voice. "Dr. Klein… if my hypothesis is correct, one of these Lobotomites is the repository for the brain we sent the signal to; the skinvelope once containing it. If so, it's proof that there may indeed be something beyond the Crater. Just look at it… the way it blinks. It's like a big hairless teddy bear."

The main voice returned once more. "I KNOW WHAT THEY ARE, DALA, I WANT TO KNOW WHY THEY'RE DOWN HERE, WITH THEIR… THEIR LIMBS ALL OVER EVERYTHING." The voice became disgusted, as if discussing a puddle of goo. "AND… ARE THOSE… PENISES I SEE WRIGGLING ON ITS FEET? DISGUSTING."

The female voice spoke up again. "I believe those are toes, Dr. Klein. Penises are much larger than those tiny extremities… eh, not that I would know."

The nasally voice from earlier returned. "I don't remember the human penis ever being THAT large…"

The female spoke back up. "It depends one one's frame of reference, Doctor O. Look at their little noses with the orifices for ingesting oxygen."

"NOSES? BY THE GREAT STATIC, THESE LOBOTOMITES CONFOUND ME WITH THEIR SHEER NUMBER OF USELESS EXTREMITIES."

Weiss and Ruby facepalmed in sync, both utterly shocked by the scene unfolding in front of them.

"WHAT… WHAT ARE THEY DOING? DID WE INSTITUTE ELECTROSHOCK? OR ARE THEY EXCRETING?"

The game-show host voice returned. 'Dr. Klein, WAIT! I… I don't believe those gestures were random. They've been following our conversation! These Lobotomites… understand us!"

The female spoke up again. "I agree with Borous' histrionic findings. These little Lobotomites are unusually attentive for something whose brains have been extracted."

"NONSENSE; LOBOTOMITES CAN'T COMPREHEND US!"

Another sudden crackle of dial-up tone sounded from the robot's speakers.

The nasally voice returned. "8, have you been doing mentats again? If we slowed down our auro-processo-receptors to understand this thing, we'll all be rendered ignorant!"

"ALL OF YOU, POWER DOWN, SHUT UP, AND LET ME PROVE HOW WRONG YOU ALL ARE. AS USUAL." The robot turned its attention to the pair of very confused girls standing in front of it, and continued in a very slow voice. "LOBOTOMITE, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME? CAN YOU SPEAK?"

Weiss stepped forward, doing her best to be angry at the… thing, but something was keeping her calm. "Yes we can speak, you ignorant piece of… ugh, why do I feel so passive right now?"

"THOSE WERE WORDS, WEREN'T THEY? IT'S ASKING ME A QUESTION. IS THIS SOME KIND OF TRICK?"

The game show host spoke up once again. "Our efforts have turned against us! In playing GOD, we created a MONSTER!"

The female spoke up once more. "Perhaps during the lobotomy we filled these skinvelopes with… awareness. Like a teddy bear with new stuffing."

The nasally voice returned. "If that is true, these Lobotomites can understand us… can reason with us…"

"THAN THIS MAY BE JUST THE ANSWER WE'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR. AT LAST, A CHANCE TO…"

The voice was again interrupted by dial-up noises.

The game show host spoke up again, a panicked tone filling his voice. "Dr. Klein! A TRANSMISSION from the FORBIDDEN Zone; coming right at US!"

"IT CAN ONLY BE…"

Suddenly, a large screen on the wall above the doorway Ruby and Weiss had entered through crackled to life, projecting an image of a robot similar to the one the pair was 'speaking' with. The only difference was that one of this one's monitors containing an eye had cracked, leaving it black. "If it isn't my old colleagues, the mighty 'Think Tank' of Big MT. Big FOOLS, all of you. It is I, Dr. Mobius, transmitting from my dome-shaped… dome in the Forbidden Zone; A zone… that is, yes… forbidden to you. Even now, my deadly Robo-Scorpions swarm across Big MT with their pincers and pointy laser tails. Soon, all Science will be mine! Even the technologies sealed in the Big MT research centers cannot save you. That's all. Goodbye." The screen turned black, killing the transmission.

The lead voice spoke up once more. "MOBIUS. HE'S CLEARLY MAD, DRIVEN INSANE BY HIS FLAWED AND IMPRECISE RESEARCH METHODOLOGY."

The nasally voice returned. "What are we going to do? There's no way we can breach the Forbidden Zone with those Robo-Scorpions everywhere!"

The dramatic TV host spoke up once more. "The FORBIDDEN ZONE, where no brain has EVER entered, nor ever RETURNED!"

The female spoke up again. "And the technologies that could save us, they are outside of our reach."

"AND DR. MOBIUS MOCKS US! DID YOU SEE HIS MONITOR? HE'S OBVIOUSLY LET HIMSELF GO."

Another wave of static came out of the speaker.

The nasally voice responded to the static, apparently shocked. "What? Ask the Lobotomites for help? 8, I think you need to het your logic circuit checked."

The female spoke again. "Dr. Klein, these Lobotomites are clearly intelligent, perhaps enough to help us out."

The TV host spoke up again. "But what about the bitchy one's brain? We scooped that out, and don't even know where we left it! And for putting it back in… none of us have the knowledge!"

Weiss stepped forward, pure fury overwhelming the 'pacification field'. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU REMOVED MY BRAIN!?"

The female spoke up. "Not you, little one. It is the bitchy white haired one whose brain we removed…"

"I AM the white haired one! You didn't just remove my brain; you put hers in MY body!"

The female spoke up again. "Oh dear… yes I remember now; We removed both brains, but 8 broke the last spare jar, so we had to put the electronic brain in one body, and the spare brain in the other… apparently we mixed something up along the way."

Before Weiss could respond, the TV voice spoke up. "Once the brain was out, then came the TESLA coils…"

Weiss interrupted before any of the voices could speak up. "So, you gave a ROBOTIC BRAIN!?"

A series of beeps and static came out of the speaker, before the nasally voice returned. "Yeah 8, no need to brag. Wherever your brain is, it's transmitting thoughts to you through the… what… the, um… uh…"

The TV voice came back. "The TESLA COILS! In its HEAD!"

This time, Ruby was the one to speak up. "Alright, but that doesn't explain the scar I have on my… I mean Weiss' chest; or the one I can see on Weiss'… I mean my back."

Weiss looked at ruby, blushing in embarrassment. "Wait, you were looking at my chest?"

Before Ruby could come up with an explanation, the lead voice started speaking again. "DALA, WAS THAT REALLY NECESSARY THIS TIME?"

The female spoke up again. "I assume full responsibility. I take my duties involving living tissue quite seriously. Although in truth, the Auto-Doc had done most of the work already. After the brain was removed, other organs began sending out signals on nerves. Rather than let them send their signals, I removed them as well. Shush, little organs. Go to sleep in your tanks, Dala loves you."

The TV host spoke again. "First, it was the white-haired one's HEART!"

Ruby immediately patted her chest, feeling the scars and realizing they lined up with where Weiss' heart would have been.

"Wait, I mean… SECOND was the heart, the Brains were first. THIRD… was the red-haired one's SPINE."

'Well, that explains the back ache.' Weiss thought as she patted her back, finding the scar Ruby had mentioned running all the way along where her spine should be.

The nasally voice spoke up. "The spine; totally overrated, that arrangement of vertebrae. 'Look at me, with my lumbar and thoracic curvature.' Never had a use for any of that. Spineless is what I prefer."

Weiss spoke up, infuriated. "Well than if you ripped my brain out, than WHERE THE HELL IS IT!?"

The female voice responded. "Well, technically the Auto-Doc took out your brains. I've never seen it work so hard before. It was… unusual. It worked so hard on you two's surgery, it destroyed its own memory core. How odd. I bet your brain remembers what happened."

The lead voice returned. "THAT AUTO-DOC JUNKHEAP WAS ONE OF MOBIUS' CREATIONS, LIKE THE REST OF THE TALKING SCRAP METAL UP IN THE ATTIC."

The nasally voice came back. "After that, the brain lost itself – literally; it probably got flushed into one of the pipes."

The TV host spoke up again. "If so, it was FLUSHED all the way to MOBIUS! Fwoooooosh! That… is the sound of FLUSHING."

"BY THE FISSURE OF ROLANDO… ENOUGH OF THIS BIOLOGICAL SURGERY TALK. LOBOTOMITES, LISTEN TO MY VOICE. IT DENOMINATES ME TO ASK, BUT… WE NEED YOUR HELP. OUR ENEMY, MOBIUS, PROBABLY HAS YOUR BRAIN. THIS IS NOT GOOD; HE WILL MOST LIKELY COME AFTER OUR BRAINS NEXT. WE WANT YOU TO STOP HIM. SOMEHOW. WITH SCIENCE."

Weiss was getting angrier by the second. "Ok, you stole and LOST my brain, switched Ruby and I's bodies, stole our organs, and now you want us to HELP you!"

"THAT IS CORRECT, YES. WE NEED THESE TECHNOLOGIES. YOU NEED TO GET THEM. YOU MUST GET THEM. WILL YOU HELP US?"

Weiss looked the robot in the 'eyes', doing her best to put on a stern expression with Ruby's childish face. "No."

"OH."

"Yes, Dr. Klein?"

"NOT YOU O, I MEAN 'OH.' IN THE SENSE OF 'OH, I WASN'T PREDICTING THAT IT WOULD RESPOND THAT WAY.' CAN IT EVEN SAY NO?"

"Screw this, we're leaving. Come on, Ruby."

"YOU CAN'T LEAVE! AND I DON'T MEAN THAT AS A THREAT. THE RADAR FENCE THAT SURROUNDS THE CRATER WILL 'PROTECT' YOU FROM LEAVING THE FACILITY."

The female spoke up. "Yes, the radar fence knocks you out. There is minimal nerve damage, and you are instantaneously sent back to the Sink upstairs."

Weiss realized the only way to escape this hellhole alive would be to help the crazy robots. So, against all good judgment, Weiss spoke up. "Fine… how can we help?"

The nasally voice spoke up. "Alright, 8's transmitted the last known coordinates of the research centers. They, um… they… well, move sometimes. Or get buried. Or blow up."

Another scrambled mess of beeps and static emitted from the speakers. "8'S CORRECT. ALL WE NEED ARE THE SCHEMATICS. THIS DOES NOT MEAN WE DO NOT WANT THE COLD, HARD TECHNOLOGY, HOWEVER. SO DO NOT GIVE IN TO YOUR BIOLOGICAL LAZINESS AND DECIDE THE TECH IS TOO HEAVY. YOU HAVE A BRAND NEW ROBOTIC SPINE; USE IT! AND EVEN IF YOU DIE RECLAIMING THEM, SIMPLY REACHING THEM WILL SEND US THE SCHEMATICS. THAT IS STILL GOOD; FOR US, ANYWAY."

Ruby looked at the floor, worried. "This place sounds a bit dangerous…"

"NONSENSE! THIS PLACE IS NO MORE DANGEROUS THAN A NUCLEAR DETONATION SITE! THE TECHNOLOGIES ARE; THE X-2 TRANSMITTER ANTENNA ARRAY…"

The TV host spoke up. "The Psycho-Analytic Cardiac-Dampening Stealth Suit…"

A series of angry beeps and static flew out of the speaker, followed by the female speaking up. "…and 8's Sonic-Soundwave-Emitter-Projecto-Gun."

"THERE, WE HAVE INFORMED YOU OF ALL WE NEED. IF YOU WORK QUICKLY, YOU WILL BE THE RECIPIENT OF A GESTURE OF GRATITUDE FROM US. WE DO NOT BESTOW THESE OLD WORLD GESTURES LIGHTLY."

Weiss smirked. "Trust me; we want to get through this as quickly as we can."

The nasally voice spoke up again. "Dr. Klein, if I may interject for a moment…"

"WHAT IS IT, O? THE LOBOTOMITES ARE ASKING ME THINGS AND MY PROCESSORS CAN'T IGNORE ALL THREE OF YOU AT ONCE."

"Well, it turns out we already have a sonic emitter! What are the odds?"

"WHAT IS THIS, A HIGH SCHOOL SCIENCE FAIR?! GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER!

"You're always yelling! My receptors can't take it anymore – and neither can my feelings!"

"I AM YELLING BECAUSE YOU CONTAMINATED SPECIMENS CAN'T KEEP YOUR PROBES OFF THE VOLUME KNOB TO MY VOICE MODULE!"

Weiss spoke up, slightly confused. "If you already have the gun, than why do you need us to help?"

The female voice returned once more. "We still need to get the correct frequency for the gun from X-8."

"GIVE. THE. LOBOTOMITE. THE. FUCKING. EMITTER. DOES IT HAVE AN AUDIO FREQUENCY LOADED?"

Another set of random noises came from the speaker.

"Oh god, not this again…" The nasally voice said, almost sounding embarrassed.

"What is it?" Weiss asked, confused.

"I think 8 is working on the gun. Getting it… warmed up."

Another series of loud beeps and static emitted from the speaker.

"Ding… turkey's done."

"YOU GIVE IT TO THE LOBOTOMITE. I'M NOT TOUCHING THAT THING."

"Oh, I don't think so."

The female spoke up. "I'll do it if you two are going to be ashamed of your own technological needs. Let me just give it a quick sonic sterilization first… There you go, nice and clean of any RobCo terminal code spew…"

A hatch opened in the floor, and a pedestal holding an odd pistol rose up. Weiss stepped forward and picked the device up, looking it over. Weiss gave the device one look before frowning and looking up at the robot. "Energy cells tend to deplete pretty quickly. Have any spare ammo?"

The female voice spoke up. "Yes, they tend to do that. Batteries for my vibr… I mean, vivisector… would always die before I could have any fun."

The nasally voice spoke up. "Yes Dala, I bet you know a LOT about that kind of thing… it seems we are all out of energy ce-"

The robot was cut off by a string of beeps. "Wait, why would you have some spare… never mind, I don't want to know. Just hand them to the Lobotomite."

A box of energy cells materialized on the table, as if they had been stored in a Pip-Boy. Weiss picked them up and pocketed them. Ruby looked at the small weapon in her partner's hand, than looked up to the robot. "That little thing is cute and all, but do ya have anything that spits lead?"

"WHAT DID IT SAY? SPIT 'LEAD?' WHAT; LIKE PENCILS?"

The nasally voice spoke up, almost as if it had just realized something. "Oh… I think it wants a combustion pistol."

The TV voice spoke up, worried. "A GUN?! Are you MAD!? We can't give it a GUN!"

More random noises came out, before the female voice spoke up. "Dr. 8 is correct. We already gave them a sonic death ray. Giving them a gun would be like following a glass of cyanide with an Abraxo chaser; Delicious, and redundantly deadly."

"FINE! GIVE THE LOBOTOMITE A COMBUSTION-GUN. BOROUS, DON'T YOU HAVE SOMETHING LIKE THAT?"

"Yes, I have THE Cyberdog Gun, complete with the little floppy metal ears and the curious nose sensor, along with a few boxes of puppy chow. Here-"

A larger hatch opened up in front of Ruby, and the girl nearly fainted when she saw the weapon waiting for her. On the rising platform was a massive tri-barrel minigun, built around what appeared to be a brain in a jar, along with a few boxes of .357 rounds. Ruby immediately loaded the ammo into her Pip-Boy, and tried to pick the new toy up, but stumbled backwards, landing underneath the massive weapon. "WEISS! You really need to work on your upper body strength!"

"It's not my fault I don't swing a weapon twice my size around on a daily basis!" The heiress retorted, irritated that Ruby's body was stronger than hers.

"ALRIGHT! THAT GUN MAKES ME UNCOMFORTABLE ANYWAY, ALWAYS WORRIED IT WAS GOING TO HUMP MY CHASSIS. NEED ANYTHING ELSE, LOBOTOMITES?"

Weiss stepped forward, speaking while she helped Ruby out from underneath the massive weapon. "Well, if there is nothing else, I believe we should go and get to work stopping Mobius. We'll be back later with these… things."

"YES, I BELIEVE THE TOKEN WORDS IN THIS SITUATION ARE 'THANK YOU.'"

Ruby and Weiss turned to leave, but were interrupted once more by the female voice. "Dr. Klein, won't the Lobotomites need somewhere to rest? I volunteer my chambers, so that they may be observed-"

The nasally voice spoke up before the female could finish speaking. "How about we give it Mobius' old room? It's where their brains got scooped out anyway, and their heart and spine are already in there. Might be more comfortable for them to hang out with their organs while they float in biogel filled containers. Home is where the heart is, after all."

Ruby and Weiss groaned at the Yang-level pun.

"I SUPPOSE THAT WOULD WORK. HERE, TAKE THE SINK'S CENTRAL ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE CHIP TO REINSTALL IT WHEN YOU GET THERE. THAN MAKE WHATEVER CRUDE BIOLOGIC DEMANDS YOU NEED OF THE SINK. IT WILL CATER TO MOST OF YOUR HORMONAL WHIMS."

A holotape appeared in Ruby's hand. The words 'central AI' printed on its label. "This chip looks like it was mass produced… are there other chips?"

The female spoke up. "Yes; there are many other personality AIs for the Sink. Klein here threw them all off the balcony after his argument with Mobius."

"IT IS NOT AN ARGUMENT IF ONE IS CLEARLY RIGHT AND THE OTHER IS CLEARLY WRONG! I REMEMBER NOW. YES, LOBOTOMITES, THERE ARE OTHER HOLOTAPES. IF YOU WISH TO FIND THEM, I JUST SENT A LIST OF LOCATIONS TO YOUR PIP-BOYS. NOW, IF YOU ARE DONE, GO! FIND THE TECHNOLOGIES!"

The nasally voice spoke up once more. "If we're done here, can I move now? My biogel is starting to coagulate…"

"OF COURSE YOU CAN MOVE! UGH… I AM SURROUNDED BY CHILDREN!"

With that, the remaining for 'Think Tanks' powered back up and began floating around, getting back to normal duties. Weiss and Ruby turned around, walked back to the elevator, and headed up to see their temporary lodgings.

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Ruby stepped off of the elevator and into the Sink. The main room had a large round table in the center, different lights and holographic shapes emitting from it's surface. Ruby walked up to the table, noticing there was an open slot on the edge of the table. 'This must be where that AI goes...' Ruby took the large holotape from her pocket and put it into the slot.

Immediately, the room was filled with an ear-piercing shriek. Weiss covered her ears. "RUBY! PULL IT BACK OUT!"

Ruby complied, tearing the holotape back out of the table. To Weiss' relief, the sound instantly stopped. Ruby looked down at the holotape, wondering what had happened, than had an idea. She raised the tape to her lips, softly blowing into the device's open end. Weiss stared at her partner's actions, perplexed. "What exactly are you doing?"

Ruby grinned in a way Weiss didn't think her face was capable of. "Dad used to tell me about when you had to do this to get games to work. Now, if I just put it back in the slot..." Weiss covered her ears ahead of time as Ruby inserted the holodisk into it's slot. This time, instead of an ear splitting screech, the table began to... speak.

"Good day sirs. I am the Sink's central intelligence. How may I be of service today?"

Ruby looked down at the table. "Um... we aren't exactly 'sirs'."

'I can tell, sir; I am just programmed to refer to all users as 'sir'."

"Oh, it's ok. What exactly can you do?"

"I am capable of handling advanced calculations, activating and deactivating the rest of the sink's AI personalities if they are installed, and bartering using bottle caps as a currency."

Weiss stepped forward, wanting to prevent Ruby from staying up all night talking to a glorified coffee table. "Well, that is good to know for later. Where are the bedrooms?"

"The bedroom is to your left, past the room with the Toaster."

Ruby and Weiss followed the instructions, entering a small bedroom. There was a single bed, large enough for the two to share, along with a desk with a terminal, a closet full of lab coats, and a small model securitron on the floor surrounded by broken coffee mugs. Ruby turned to face Weiss. "Well, time to hit the hay?"

Ruby didn't even get a response before Weiss jumped onto the bed, taking claim to the left side and passing out in less than a second. 'Wow, I really am cute when I'm tired.' Ruby thought to herself, looking down at Weiss curling up into a ball. She crawled into bed, ready for sleep to take her away, when she felt something hard hit her head. 'What the…'

Ruby reached into her pillowcase, pulling out a holotape. She looked around the tape, noticing it was unlabeled. 'I wonder what's on this thing…' Ruby plugged the holotape into her Pip-Boy, running the program. There appeared to be a collection of text logs stored on the device, sorted by date. Ruby opened the first one.

Log Entry: 12/5/2157

Well, the last few days have been… interesting, to say the least. The last thing I remember is a Nevermore Alpha slamming into the Bullhead, the rest of the team getting thrown out, than… nothing. I woke up on the floor downstairs, surrounded by a few… interesting personalities. Apparently, I have crashed in some kind of research facility. The 'scientists' (I use that term VERY lightly) that inhabit this place seem to have no idea what Remnant is, or anything even remotely connected to home. Along with this, I have found that both my Semblance and Aura are completely nullified. I have been reading up on the history of this world, 'Earth', and it is… disturbing, to say the least.

I have been given the room of one of the scientists that apparently went rogue for the time being, and I plan on staying for a while; see if there are any ways this world's technology can be used to help me. There is likely no chance of me ever getting home, but if what I've heard about this world is true, it may be in need of a Huntress even more than Remnant.

Ruby immediately looked to Weiss, shaking her awake. "Weiss, Wake up; I found something!"

Weiss looked at Ruby angrily. "What the hell Ruby! I was just falling aslee-"

"Look at this!" Ruby ignored her partner's displeasure, shoving the Pip-Boy's screen into Weiss' face. Weiss groaned and scanned the block of text in front of her, irritation slowly turning into shock and wonder. Without asking Ruby, Weiss grabbed her arm and input a few commands, opening the next file.

Log Entry: 10/23/2160

I have explored every facility in this crater. The tech here… is amazing! While some things are not nearly as great as on Remnant (No color television here, and most computers are either a bit weaker than what I'm used to or the size of the average house, just to name a couple of things.), but this world has managed to advance amazingly without the use of dust. There are weapons that wield pure energy, AIs that can act near human, and suits of armor that could let a man go toe to toe with an Ursa and walk away without breaking a sweat! It is all just so… otherworldly.

Most tech here is fueled using nuclear power; a process that, to my understanding, harnesses atoms themselves to create energy, at the price of radiation. The only negative side of this nearly unlimited source is that radiation seems to be what is completely eliminating my semblance. I lost my weapons and armor in the crash, but my few years here have given me time to reequip myself. I dug up a revolver some crazy bastard managed to chamber in .308 sniper rounds… the damn thing is nearly as long as my arm! Along with this, I have dug up a set of armor the scientists developed for stealth infiltration. While it is still in its early prototype stages, it makes me near-invisible when I am standing still. These should do nicely until I get my hands on some better gear.

Lastly, I have found a very interesting piece of tech in one of the train tunnels… an odd device called a Pip-Boy. I talked to the brains downstairs about it, and found it is capable of storing physical items as data. I am keeping this for sure…

Log Entry: 12/5/2162

Well, I've been here for a whole five years now. Hard to believe, isn't it? I have been tinkering with a bit of the tech here at the Big MT, and I have successfully combined the scientists' experimental teleportation tech (I refuse to call it a 'transportaplonder') with my armor, allowing me to make short range 'blinks'.

I have been working with my Pip-Boy's V.A.T.S. system, and I have managed to create a system where I pick up a signal from another Pip-Boy using the (very unfair) targeting system and lock onto it, allowing me to blink in and assist the user in combat if needed. I believe I have finally found my way to help the wasteland.

I've managed to find an old trench coat and hat, and have fitted them with a few layers of ballistic fiber and this odd 'Saturnite' material. I hope I can manage to find a signal within rang- Ha! A new Pip-Boy signal just popped up; if this map is correct, the user should be somewhere far west of here, out in the pre-war state of 'California'. I guess it's time to make my mark… wish me luck!

Ruby and Weiss looked at the screen, shocked. 'Another Huntress, here?' Ruby attempted to open another file, but all others displayed the same message:

*Data Corrupted*

Ruby stored the holotape, keeping it to review later. She turned to ask Weiss about it, but found the girl had already passed out. Not seeing any reason to stay awake any longer, Ruby followed suit, drifting slowly into sleep's embrace.

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AN: Well that was longer than expected. Sorry if the chapter was boring, I just wanted to get it out of the way quickly while I had time over the weekend. Now, time to respond to some reviews!

Guest2: Honestly, I have no freaking idea how to have the average wastelander react to Semblance/Aura in action. This, along with balancing out the combat, is why I have used the radiation explanation for Semblance and Aura being nullified.

Mandalore the freedom: I'm glad you find the story promising so far, and I hope it continues to interest you. I plan on having the ladies slowly evolve to a point where they can handle day-to-day business and survival in the Mojave without panicking and breaking down, but still keep their personality quirks. On the note of the dialogue, I do realize I tend to screw up a LOT when it comes to group conversation, so I plan on keeping the groups at three people or less so I don't accidently throw characters into the background during conversation. I plan on slowly hinting at Liz's backstory over time, so don't worry about that not existing. As for ending, I will take reader input over time on what ending you all want most, and than modify it slightly to fit the team more. Any suggestions are appreciated, so feel free to leave them in a review or a PM.

Guest: I am sorry, but I am only going to have the story have characters from the games (and team RWBY, obviously), so I am not accepting any OCs.

Cole Tyger: Yeah, I was chatting with a friend about this fic and he brought up how the two middle DLCs (OWB and HH) seemed perfect for Ruby/Weiss and Blake/Yang to handle (You will see what I mean with that second part in the next chapter). I am planning on having Liz do Dead Money alone in the background because, as you said, that would probably drive anyone in team RWBY insane. (Hell, I still panic shoot every radio I see in Fallout 4). I don't plan on including Lonesome Road because that is the Courier's road to walk alone. As for the entire Fisto scene, a friend and I were talking about the possibility of making Veronica x Yang a scene in this story, and the idea somehow snowballed into, well… this masterpiece. The little misplaced grab was a dumb idea I had, and I'm glad it worked out well. I'm glad you've stuck around this far, and I hope the story continues to please.

On Soaring Wings: Well, we will get to see Weiss argue with her own brain, just not Ruby with hers. I do have a plan that I believe will more than make up for it, though…

Roach99: Well, this is the first time I've had a commenter stand up and applaud my work. Thank you! I'm glad my Storyteller joke wasn't completely wasted!

Lasse2731: Um… No. I am not lowering this story to smut level, only implied smut off screen.

Captaindickscratcher: You sir just gave me another amazingly evil idea… *maniacal laugh*

Well Readers, that's all for this week. Sorry again if the chapter was boring, I plan on spicing it up a lot more next chapter. Thanks again for stopping buy, and don't be afraid to follow, favorite, or leave a review! I hope you all have an amazing day, and just remember kiddies: Don't feed the Yao-Guai!

-DovahCourier