Red qim: Not that I'm complaining dude but be sure to put everything into one review next time okay. Thank you so much though. Mountain Glenn already has fallen. STRK, misspelled 2. An OC 3. No 4. What guards at the wall? 5. Well let's wait for Volume 10 6. No he will not.

Da King: I just now realized it really is shaped like a dragon. Yes that continent, from what I know Sanus is name for both landmasses. I call North Sanus the dragon one while the landmass where Vale and Vacuo as South Sanus. I'm sorry for the confusion sir. *bows*

Heika: Oh I agree you on that about the Tal'Darim, sure Wales can access them have them shared to the Templars but every Protoss in Remnant is basically in the Templar mindset as of now(You can bet how unwilling or reluctant they are) but I do have something in cook, I referenced someone at the mentioning of Syzsea Belladonna so that's a hint. Yes you'll see purifiers but not for now. A weapon propelled by a rocket is primitive to the Protoss, I found this hypocritical because I see rockets behind the Spear of Adun. Path of the Warrior is basically the Templars, that includes the High Templars and Vehicle-based. Arkships…secret.

Mpopl2: Really, it worked out for you. Thanks! And yes, the Protoss last for a thousand years. I did say eternal youth.

Dspendragon125: We all can agree his going to Beacon but as student? No.

LanzCoporalAssWipe: That isn't a bad idea at all. You should do it. Haha…

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AN: Guys please answer honestly, did the timeline just destroy the story? Because I feel like last chapter was a bizarre failure! Did you guys know what I just did…I just destroyed half the plot of the story that would have made it more…better! AH! So much potential wasted! So probably in the near future, I'll be making a new story how my story got to Chapter 9. People love progression and world building and I just threw them all off the fucking window like World War Z just so I could get on with it and be in Vale. UGH GOD! Why realization always comes last!

Writing two stories with different universes is one thing but I have confidence in myself handling two stories with the same universe. So any of you guys want a prequel of this story? If so how do you like it to be written? In set of one shots or I'll just put them in flashbacks as I continue this story. I planned many of them, first contact meeting, culture shock, Protoss meeting with Team STRK, Salem's encounter with the Protoss, Etc. I wanted show the OG's of RWBY, mainly Qrow, Ozpin and his bunch, at least having acquaintanceship with the Protoss.

Also, I misspelled Team Stark for Team Spark, there's no such team.

To end some confusion, Syzsea Belladona is a secret sister of Blake, she is canon that would be revealed in Volume 5 when Blake confronts the White Fang and reunite with Ruby that is also when Weiss also reunites with them, Wukong Sun dies, Menagerie falls to the Grimm, and Volume 6 happens. LOL XD I'm just Joking. She's an OC given by [Insert Author Name Here], she made this character way back when Teen Titans was still a thing. To those people who have been reading my other stories, this time around, I'll be very careful and discreet in regards to OC because last time I just aimlessly throw OC's to my story, a colossal fuck up happened.

Rant enough.

I just watched RWBY Chibi and let me tell you, the jokes may be corny and borderline unfunny but I felt like a kid watching Sonic X again. In the first episode, the moment I saw a 3D Ruby Chibi, I thought I was going to die a happy man from cuteness overload, for fuck sakes man, she's cute in the series but seeing her in chibi form is downright fucking adorable.

Anyways I talk to much already.

I hope you keep enjoying reading my story rather than forcing yourself.

ALSO! RUBY IS 16 at this point that means it wont be long before shit goes to Volume one.

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Chapter 9: Welcome to Vale.

Within the warp-matrix, a soul felt his entire being materialize back to the real world.

In the city of Vale was the Warp Gate or Gateway with a Pylon above it, a blessing from the Protoss at the end of the Great War. People were still fascinated and in unbelief about the fact they could now safely travel between kingdoms without the risk of getting killed by the Grimm. Many people tried to exploit this over the years but were proven unsuccessful so far. Zealots in Remnant were highly regarded for their tenacity and skills. In concern of the Protoss having their technology snatched despite the complexity of such technology being beyond human understanding, the Protoss had their property safely guarded by a Templar Legion. The methods for transportation allowance and passes for the citizens would be operated by a government sanctioned company to avoid the trespassing of unregistered immigrants through foreign territories while the Protoss were merely there to guard and maintain the structure.

The Warp Gate was just one of the many eye-catching sights of every kingdom. The shining and levitating crystal above the structure is what simply made people to stop and admire. Sometimes people would stand by in the benches in the perimeter of the Gateway. People said they would feel peace and serenity unlike anything they have ever felt.

In the most upper level of the Gateway, was a wide open space platform. The golden floor gleaming beautifully from the suns ray, a rift of space and time still flaring in mid air at the center of between two stretched arcs, this is where would people materialize from the Warp-matrix after usage. There was no one there spare for four Zealots guarding the platform until a familiar form of dimensional warp signature appeared in the center, a blue figure surrounded with blue glowing shapes.

Moments later, the humanoid blue figure would then turn into a living person and that person standing in the golden floor seemed to be a boy. He donned full black and gold attire, a black long coat with gold trims, Templar markings in the shoulder and a hood to cover his identity. Black pants with gold trims and knee guards, a pair of black combat boots and fingerless gloves.

The Zealots were wary, only their kind is capable of usage of the Warp Gate and they weren't informed about this development.

"Unauthorized usage of the Firstborn's crafting, speak your name stranger." The singing like voice of the Zealot rang the area as he and his fellow kin activated their psi-blades.

"No need for that Warrior." The Zealots froze upon hearing the voice, they recognized the voice.

Before they could react, the black-clad stranger pulled his hood revealing a youth, for human standards he would look like 17 years old, a youth of short black hair and eyes of blue glowing irises. This person was Callan Wales, leading as the Protoss Hierarch for almost 180 years. His face may speak youth and early adulthood, but his mind has grown wise enough from the marks of the Great War and his time of being a leader although he still possesses his childish antics from his previous life.

Recognizing the face of their Hierarch, they immediately deactivated their weapons and bowed in the presence of their leader.

"Hierarch, I was not expecting your presence but you honor us with it." The Zealot said politely and apologetically at the same time.

"No worries lad, I told no one of my coming to Vale." Wales said as he waved at the Templars, gesturing them to rise back up.

"If I may be bold to ask, what are you doing here Hierarch?"

"Well office work is starting tire me out and I wanted a vacation by travelling from kingdom to kingdom, I just came from the south near mount Glenn."

"I see, then I wish the Hierarch a blessed adventure."

"Also, you know the drill aye?"

"You identity as our Khae'las and Hierarch remains in absolute secrecy."

"Good. How goes your end in this side of the world."

"We encountered no interloper for months Hierarch. The last attempt was a year ago by the White Fang."

"Hm...strange…"

"Strange indeed…Our Avengers on the hunt found the silence…quiet perplexing. If only the Vale council wasn't so laid back, the local authorities could cooperate with our Nightwalkers."

"And they did not because they want nothing to concern off. Carry on Templar."

"Of course Hierarch."

Wales promptly left the area.

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So much has changed but for Wales, he felt the atmosphere familiar. Long ago, he was just a normal kid moving on with his normal life. Then he turned into something he would weigh as honor and burden. Wales could only remember the first days of his life in Remnant.

The tension between kingdoms before the Great War is something he is familiar with, he found it very common due to his experience to a war torn world in his previous life. But to the people of Remnant, they were comparable to unsullied people who didn't know the full extent what war, anger and fear could do to the world. They were many times the Protoss showed their concern of outbreak of a war, in a primitive world no less. Wales did nothing avoid the major event, only alter some minorities like lessening of civilian casualties.

It was those days the Protoss were just being welcomed and still awed upon by the community. For so many decades, the Protoss earned their reputation and many titles. This titles numbered in many, Bringers of Justice, Honorable ones, Bane of Darkness, Flames of Hope, The Peacekeepers and many more. And still, the current modern society sees them as such. But with good things, there must be bad things. While respected for their wisdom, tenacity and willingness, Humanity and some Faunus would often refer them negatively for their selfishness in regards to their lands and technology.

It was long ago that Wales finally managed to build fleets of Carriers and starships and send them to colonize other star systems. The only reason why the majority of the Protoss stayed in Remnant was due to the remaining dusts of Amon's existence was here and this was their new home, named after the world they are native to. Also, they wanted vengeance against Amon by erasing every speck of proof or hint about him. All vowing to absolute cleanse him from history.

While they still made little success to end the farce Void infestation, it all due thanks to Team STRK that the Protoss managed to at least made small progress against Salem. There was still much to do.

"So this is Vale…the show did no justice." Wales muttered

Vale reminded Wales so much of his home, minus the gothic designs of some structures it's almost same as every western city back in earth. For years, Wales barely left the homeland and beyond Sanus and he never had the time to visit Vale. When he would picture the kingdoms, he would always compare them to the nations of Earth. Vale was obviously North America with a bit of London, Vacuo in between being Africa and Middle East, Atlas being Russia for its climate with a bit of European personality for their noble and supremacist antics and Mistral being complete Europe for their love of arts with a bit of Asian architect. It's not hard for Wales to decide which Kingdom he favors, though he would admit it to the face of councilors even if they aren't aware of his stature to the Protoss.

"Now…time to find a certain bookshop."

Somewhere not far from Wales was a certain rose. In the streets of Vale was running girl wearing a black gothic dress accompanied with a red cloak and hood. This was none other than Ruby Rose.

"Gotta go fast fast gotta go fast fast." Ruby huffed as ran through the sideways.

Why was she running? It was a Friday and her favorite bakery closes early, preferably before sunset, and the sun was about to set. For a girl, she was incredibly skilled in parkour and acrobat as she dodged and weaved people and obstacles along the way as she runs in full speed.

Ruby noticed her destination was still far and she saw an alleyway as a shortcut.

"No choice…" Ruby crouched for effect before flashing out in the blink of an eye leaving only a trail of roses. Her semblance certainly was useful in many ways but it also had its flaws, Ruby would stop if she needed to round up a corner.

Wales was just walking down the street making his way to his own destination. He had his hood down to conceal his identity and eyes to avoid suspicion. Even though his attire was already suspicious enough, this kind of fashion was normal to the people of Remnant.

Just as Wales was about to pass down an alley, he felt a wave of kinetic energy almost push him to the right. He noticed the familiar hexagon shapes of his Plasma Shield flash in a second before fading out. Wales also heard a small whimper to his left so he glanced left.

He saw a red hooded girl who seemed to crash herself at nearby garbage bin.

'She seems familiar.' He tilts his head as he regarded red hooded girl.

It took him seconds before widening his eyes as he very well recognized the girl at his side. Black of hair and red highlights, this is the main character of the universe. His mind lingered with questions of what the heck just happened, it was then he realized why he felt a small bump from his left and his shield protected him from the impact of a human body in high speed.

'Did she bump into me with her Semblance?'

Wales wasted no time going to the girl and offered a hand.

"Hey…you okay there lass?" Wales could swear he is seeing rubber duckies twirling around the girls rolling head.

"Eh…yeah…I'm fine." The girl shook her head and took the hand of the person who offered his help and stood back up to her feet.

"Um sorry, I was in a hurry and I unintentionally hit you." Ruby said apologetically scratching the back of her head.

"Aye, be careful alright. You'll get someone killed with that stunt of yours."

"Yeah sure, huh?" Ruby looked behind Wales. It was the bakery where she was to buy to, she saw the manager behind the glass door put up a sign that tells the establishment is close for the day.

"Nooooo!" Ruby bellowed in comical grief and horror.

"What happened?" Wales snapped in surprise at the sudden expression released by the girl.

"The bakery closed and it won't be open till Monday." Wales turned behind him and indeed saw a bakery just closing.

"Awfully early for a bakery to close."

"It's a Friday and they close early."

"Ah, I'm sorry for distracting you."

"No, its fine, it's my fault anyways for being reckless."

"Hey I just noticed. Why is your voice like that?"

"My accent? Aye, it comes from home."

"That too but I mean your voice literally, it's like your speaking with a microphone or something."

'Oh crud.' Wales thought in horror as he forgot the trait of every Protoss possess, their amplified voice.

While Wales was in thought, Ruby observed the stranger more intently. He wore an attire that would resemble the fashion of a Huntsman from Mistral but he didn't carry any weapon, his hood definitely shadowed his upper face but that doesn't explain his amplified voice. Ruby looked up to his face and was surprised at what she saw, his face was shadowed and barely recognizable but she saw his eyes. Glowing beautiful ocean-blue irises surrounded by a dark shadow. It was then Ruby realized what this person was, he heard stories from his Uncle Qrow of his adventures with them.

Wales heard a gasp from the girl, he looked to see Ruby with a face that showed surprised and admiration, her mouth covered by her delicate hands as she gasps.

"Oh Oum! You're a Pro-" But just before Ruby could scream the last of her statement. Wales was fast to cover her mouth with his gloved hands. He looked around if people noticed them and luckily, they minded their own business still and did not notice.

"Shhh…keep it down girl, I'm trying to hide my heritage from plain sight okay so please." Wales whispered as he leaned his face close and was a bit too close with the girl's own.

Ruby nodded, Wales leaned back and removed his hands from the girl's mouth.

"Look, I know it's a rare sight to see one of my kin walking in the streets of Vale so how about we start again." Wales said stepping one foot back.

"Oh right, I'm Ruby, Ruby Rose, a student of Signal Academy and I live in Patch." Ruby introduced offering a handshake.

"Pleased to meet you Ruby, I'm Callan Wales, I refer being called Wales, I'm from Auir." Wales greeted returning the gesture politely.

"Auir! They call it the golden city, Is it true?! Oh I heard so many stories of your people from my uncle, I always wanted meet you, I always also wanted to go to Shakuras. I heard it's a pretty place! And your weapons are cool too, plasma swords! I always wanted to see them too, I mean up-close." She asked all in one breathe with sparkles in her eyes. Wales could only look at her with gaping eyes as she said all of those and leaned closely to him like a curious and excited child.

"Yeah…right. Listen, we can talk more about my people if you want to but let's find a more…vacant place if you don't mind my company that is."

That apparently snapped Ruby back to her normal composure.

"Oh sure I don't mind! My friends won't believe when I tell them about you." Ruby said with sheer excitement yet again.

"Um Ruby, I know my heritage is a secret but so is my presence..." Wales said and Ruby lowered her head in sorry.

"Oh okay, but we're friends right?" Ruby asked as she looked back at Wales with expectant eyes. He could only smile at the sight.

'Okay, she's just so adorable.'

"Aye girl, we're friends." He nodded as she ruffled her hair. Ruby smiled widely and fist pumped into the air.

"Yay! So where do you wanna go?"

"I'm relatively new here so…" Wales trailed off when he felt his right hand wrapped by both her hands.

"Then leave it to me, I'll be your tour guide." She offered, her eyes full of excitement.

"You sure you don't mi-"

"Nah, its fine so let's have fun and follow your captain matey."

"*sigh*…aye aye captain."

So the newly acquainted friends went to walk around Vale. Wales completely forgot what he had come to do but should he remember it later, his time Ruby would be and always worth it.

Vale – Commercial District
An hour later

Wales had to admit, God bless Oum for creating such a cute and lovable character, though her stubbornness can be a bit intolerable. For an hour, Ruby dragged him along through the busy streets of Vale showing and explaining any attractive sight that she saw worth describing.

"Oh there's Dust Before Dawn! That's where I mostly resupply my dust stock and ammos."

"Ah yes, I heard the old man is a polite one."

"He sure is, he even gave me a present in my birthday. I just turned 16 last week."

"I see then my late good wishes miss Rose."

"Oh stop it but thanks, also why are you so too…gentleman?"

"Am I? I'm sorry."

"No no its okay, I heard my Uncle said that the Protoss are so polite."

"Did he? Aye, I heard him once from a friend of mine, can you tell me about him?"

"Oh Uncle Qrow's the best uncle you can ever get, he plays game, he is funny and he even taught how to fight with a scythe."

"You're attending Signal Academy right...with a dangerous weapon."

"Yep, and I built this." In cue, Ruby flipped the object behind her waist, her hand gripped around the pole which extended as it transformed into scythe and stabbed it to the ground cracking the rock floor. Wales thought themselves lucky as the coast was clear or they'll be dealing with the authorities.

Wales marveled mechanical contraption of a weapon Ruby presented. While behind screen it would look awesome and badass but seeing it up-close and real, it is twice badass and awesome with a bit of awe.

"Scythe huh, with trigger and scope, I'll assume that it's also has a sniper feature." She nodded at his assumption.

"You guessed right, a customizable high impact bolt-action sniper rifle."

"Very nice." Wales said and whistled.

"…Well, how about yours?"

"…"

Ruby looked behind him and noticed he wasn't carrying anything both inside and outside his coat.

"Oh right, you aren't carrying anything." Ruby adopted a look of pout and sadness.

Wales refused to make the rose sad. Sighing inwardly, he held out his hand to his side. Ruby looked confused at first but was surprised when she saw a long staff materializing by his hands. As it finished warping in it appeared to be a long golden-metal rod, Wales caught it before it could fall. He swirled and twisted it showing off a few moves from his training before showing it to Ruby.

"Ooohhh…a staff." Ruby cooed in interest clearly showing her admiration as she traced the runes and markings around the weapon but Wales wasn't finished just yet. He twirled the staff and put it behind him

"Not quiet." Wales said as he sent a psionic signal to the weapon. Before Ruby could ask what he meant, suddenly she heard something flare behind Wales. A glowing blue blade extended out of the tip-side of his staff, resembling a scythe just like her own, only it was not steel or dust made but pure plasma.

Wales twirled his weapon again, showing off a few moves from Nerazim blade arts training.

"Meet Wrath of Tassadar Ruby Rose." Wales said with a smirk.

Wales thought the name would be appropriate for his weapon, for its uses are compatible for both blade arts of the Templar and Nerazim. Just like Tassadar who can manipulate both psionic energy and void energy. At this point Ruby squealed in delight seeing a Protoss weapon in the form of her most favored weapon.

"Oh Oum?! That's so cool!" Ruby got closer to observe his weapon.

"Careful now, the blade is pure plasma and energy."

"Oh I heard from my uncle once telling the Protoss also had Scythe's! I think he called them Avengers."

"Yup, they're our best in terms of infiltration and in this type of weapon but not mine."

"What else can it do?"

"It also has a spear-mode which flares up two blades at the point and has a phase-disruptor capacitator."

"Uh phase-disrupt-what?"

"It also can shoot lasers."

"Ooohhh that's so much cooler!"

"Yeah, sadly it can't transform like yours, I just prefer practicality and efficiency." Ruby understandingly nodded.

"Yeah…not many people appreciate the classics these days." She said as her scythe collapsed back to its sniper form and holstered it back. Wales did the same thing, deactivating the scythe-mode but kept the weapon in his hands.

"Aye…*swoosh!*" A great gust of wind passed through them and Ruby had to cover her eyes from dusted. The wind however was strong enough to pull Wales's hood.

Ruby rubbed her eyes and looked to Wales when she noticed his hood was off. It is the first time she saw his face, he had black hair that stopped above his neck and bangs almost covering his left eye. He looked someone as her age but she can see a bit of adultness. She was mesmerized with his blue shining irises, calm and comforting pair of colors looking directly at her soul. They were beautiful as people would always say about them. It is certainly a first time seeing a Protoss up-close. Is this the beauty humans are jealous about?

She felt something weird in her chest. What was it though?

She snapped back to reality when she sees Wales putting back his hood to cover his half face. Wales noted Ruby was checking him out while his hood was off.

"It's getting late Ruby Rose, do you not have a curfew?" He asked breaking the awkward silence.

"O-oh, I..I do, It's a-almost d-dinner actually hehe." She laughs nervously and scratching the back of her head.

"Then I don't wish to face the wrath of a parent. Thanks Ruby, I had fun in your company."

"M-me too, I enjoyed walking and talking with you." Wales noted that she was fidgeting as she said this.

"I try…I guess I'll see you around."

"Can we?" She looked expectant and Wales shrugs.

"Sure, it's not like I have friends here in Vale." Ruby's excitement peaks at that.

"Great! How about tomorrow, Vale Central Park at 3:00!"

"Vale Central Park at three, got it, I'll see you then Ruby."

"Bye Wales!"

Saying their final goodbyes, they split their ways and no doubt both of them went home with a smile on their faces.

[END]

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Wales: I feel sick and bad…

PixeliteMC: What?

Wales: Well in this story…I'm 179 years old and Ruby's 16, I feel like a bloody pedophile.

PixeliteMC: Got reasons, first you are Protoss slash human, 179 is like a child's age to them, next is you still act like a teenage Briton so no worries.

Wales: Yeah but still.

PixeliteMC: Just shut the bloody hell up and do your job. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed, have a nice day and I'll see you in my next update. Have a good one sir!