Here we go with another chapter... I still honestly have no idea where this story is going and I'm writing it chapter-to-chapter so if the story seems messed up in any way that's probably why

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Naughtbeast

Chapter 11:

Wulf cocked back the slider of Invective once again as he re-loaded, a numerous amount of expended shells littered around where he stood from his last fight. Vex bodies were scattered on the unforgiving cold shell of Venus, all having been shredded to pieces by the rain of steel that the Invective spat forth with its full-auto barrage. He scanned the horizon and the surrounding area for any more hostiles, finding none and transmatting it back into storage.

He had ventured out as soon as he woke up to try and find a way back home, although unfortunately his maps of Venus weren't exactly relevant now that they were in the past. He had tried to reference the maps but the two locations he had been able to pinpoint as possible Vault locations had turned up only with a few Precursor Vex units which he dispatched easily.

Taking out his damaged Ghost, he did a small scan of the area but still there was no sign of time ruptures beside from the residue of the Vex he had killed. It frustrated him that he was sent back to when the Vault was supposedly first made, yet he couldn't even see any sign of it from orbit. He sighed and began the walk over to his ship as it sat hovering a few feet off the surface, his Fatal Vision still in use for its speed and manoeuvrability.

When he transmatted in, he saw that he had a signal coming in from Penny and accepted it after the autopilot was set.

"This is Wulf, go ahead"

"Hi Wulf! Summer just wanted me to tell you to get back here as soon as possible"

"And why couldn't she tell me herself?"

There was a small pause before he heard a response.

"She says she's pre-occupied"

"Is she seriously next to you?"

"Well, she is but she doesn't want you talking and says for me to end the call now… so goodbye!" Penny chimed in her usual happy voice, Wulf imagining she was still giving her smile on the other end. He shut down the line, knowing it was useless to just call Summer herself as her Ghost would just block the frequency… so he did the only thing he could. He gave up and put his feet up on the dash of the ship, smiling to himself and waiting for the autopilot to take him back to Beacon.

Back with Summer, she was in the process of recording a very interesting signal that her Ghost was picking up, a smile forming on her face with each passing second… it was a language she was all-too familiar with, thanks to having to listen to the same thing over the last few years of fighting.

"Penny, get Firewing as well, we need him to listen to this as well"

Said Hunter saluted and sent out another pulse from her Ghost, nodding when she got a reply from the recipient. Summer had been on the way to the morning class that she was apparently teaching when, by utter chance, her Ghost picked up a rogue frequency that was being broadcast from somewhere on the planet. She had immediately called in her ship and landed it at the rear of the academy, ensuring that it was cloaked, and used the advanced scanners to enhance the signal and got a cleaner feed rather than the crackling feedback she heard earlier. Penny just happened to be the closest so, not wanting to ruin her recording, she sent out her Ghost to get her while she manually tuned the frequencies.

The frequency couldn't be recorded directly from the console thanks to a virus within the coding, so she had to resort to recording what her helmet was hearing which meant she couldn't exactly talk at the moment. After she finally lost the frequency, she cut the recording and turned to the very confused Penny who had been watching silently for quite a while after she finished messaging Firewing.

"So how is everything?" Penny asked, still not knowing what it was all about.

"Well… if Firewing confirms what I already think, then we have a VERY big problem on our hands"

Penny looked down at her hands and then back at Summer with a confused expression.

"I don't see any problems" replied the exo, sounding alarmed and serious.

"Not literally on your hands!" Summer exclaimed, face-palming against her helmet before beginning to upload the recorded transmission. It was some time before Firewing sauntered in nonchalantly.

"What do you need?" he asked as he walked up the ramp into the ship, taking a seat on one of the spare benches in the bay of the ship and taking off his helmet.

"I intercepted a strange transmission and I need you to listen"

"Why me?"

"You'll see…"

Summer started playing the recording and after a few seconds, Firewing's eyes went wide with shock and he immediately transmatted in a writing pad, scribing words in an unintelligible scrawl. He continued to write down the weird language, his hand moving at ridiculous speeds, only slowing slightly when he began to talk to Summer.

"Get everyone down here now and geared up immediately, we have a VERY big problem"

"So it is what I think it is?"

"Sure as hell, the Fallen are here"

"I'll grab everyone else" Summer announced, turning to leave… only to see all the other Guardians, bar Wulf, standing in the open door.

"I heard we got some Fallen troubles!" Damascus spoke, taking out Red Death and cocking back the hammer, switching his cape out for his Strength of the Pack mark.

"We should probably get Wulf…" Shadow put in, knowing that if the old Guardian found out they went without him, they would definitely be on the receiving end of his anger.

"Pffft, we don't need him, we can handle it without him getting involved!" Damascus jeered, already calling in his ship and getting ready to fly off. It was then that a crackling came through the Guardian's helmet's until they all heard Wulf coming through.

"I take it you were wanting me for the Fallen transmission and I'm heading to the co-ordinates specified in the message, I'll see you there"

Damascus swore before powering up his ship drives… only to realise he still had no idea where he was going.

"Ummm, Firewing where the hell are we going?"

"The message specifies a strike location where the plan to intercept a high-value train filled with materials, all of which I can identify as metals and energy containers… enough to build about a dozen Elinski Walkers"

"CO-ORDINATES FIREWING! I DON'T NEED AN EXPLAINATION!"

Firewing groaned before marking a waypoint on everyone's HUD's, Damascus gunning his ships engines and began speeding off over the horizon, quickly followed by the others as they sought to join in on the action.

[30 minutes later – Unnamed village located on border of Vale and Vacuo]

Summer crested the horizon in her ship and finally set eyes upon the location they were sent to, seeing primitive dropships baring symbols she could barely make out as an old Fallen house. She saw that the town they were flying to was old in design, looking similar to buildings she had seen pictures of in Japanese scripts and she could see smoke billowing from fires that had started throughout the houses.

As they came in, the two ships with the heaviest weaponry, Shadow's and Zufall's, began barraging the dropships with their rockets, giving the others time to trasmat onto the ground and begin assessing the situation. They took out their primary weapons and began slowly making their way to the centre of the town, looking down every nook and cranny to try and find any sign of the Fallen, never actually seeing or hearing anything except when they heard a particularly large explosion form the centre of town.

They rushed to see what had happened, only to see Wulf taking down about a hundred Fallen, all using what looked to be old versions of the weapons they had to face. Wulf had his Iron Lord out and was using to its full potential, decapitating any Fallen that came close enough to try and hit him and deflecting any of the projectiles they sent his way. Three Captains worked up the nerve to charge him all at once, all wielding four shock-sabres that were sparking with killing intent.

He dropped underneath the first swing and kicked out the legs of the first, transmatting his axe and replacing it with Invective. He fired two shells into the Captain that was sprawling on the ground, the first breaking its shield and the next splattering its organs against the ground. He didn't pause for a second as the other two went in for the attack, Wulf jumping back just out of reach and firing another two shells into the second Captain, leaving only one left.

It roared in anger and took a slash with all four of his shock sabres, Wulf seeing it instantly and blocking two with Invective and the others he let crash against his shields. They cut it down to about half so he quickly retaliated by worming a blade out of the Fallen's grip, transmatting Invective and using his now-free hand to punch out the Fallen's shield, driving the blade into its gut a second later.

The three Captains now lay dead at his feet and the other Fallen didn't seem happy at all to this revelation, shouting various curses in their language as they began firing at the Titan, Wulf diving out of the way behind an upturned car to avoid the plasma. When he did, he finally noticed the others had arrived, beckoning them over and trasmatting Zhalo Supercell into his grip as he did.

The other Guardians quickly took their places behind various pieces of cover, broken buildings and cars, then began firing at the Fallen that were trying to destroy the town. It despite the combined efforts of twelve Guardians, it was quite some time before the Fallen were killed down to their last Dreg, only one being left alive for questioning. Shadow and Pyrrha were restraining a Captain, both holding two arms and a leg while the Elinski was struggling and spouting various profanities at the Guardians.

As Penny, Ozpin, Torchwick, Glacile, Zufall and Strom went around the town ensuring that all the civilians were not hurt, Wulf, Firewing, Damascus and Summer went over to interrogate the Captain. As they approached, said Fallen stopped struggling and began staring Wulf in the eyes with indescribable anger.

"So, where should we start first?" asked Firewing, knowing that he would be the translator thanks to his unparalleled grasp on the language Fallen used.

"How many others are there?" Damascus offered, getting a nod from Firewing who quickly relayed the message. The Captain didn't reply at first, slowly switching his view from Wulf over to the Hunter that had spoken, speaking a very brief answer.

"Well, the clean version of what he just said is for us to go to hell" Firewing translated.

"We aren't going to get anything out of him if he doesn't have a reason to tell us" Summer reasoned, the others realising exactly what she meant. "Wulf, I do believe this'll be your line of work"

Said Titan cracked his knuckles and walked up to the Captain, stopping right in front of his face and giving his own death stare. He began speaking in a low and choppy version of the language, not as refined and knowledgeable as Firewing but he still had a basic grasp on the language… enough to give one hell of a threat to the Captain. As it heard the contents of the speech, its eyes widened with each word and by the end of it, the Elinski was practically shaking in fear.

"Damn…" Firewing commented, the Hunter paling as he imagined what had been described.

"What did he just say?" demanded Damascus, seeing just how terrified the Captain was from less than a minute of words.

"Wulf just threatened to slowly and painfully remove each and every one of its fingers and toes with a rusty shard of metal then use Solar energy to melt its arms and legs off all while feeding it Ether to ensure it was still alive, then pry each of its teeth out and use them to castrate him… then he was finally going to drown him in a pool of Ether… so unless he answers our questions without lying, he will die a VERY painful death"

"I see…." Summer commented, "So ask again, how many are there"

Firewing conveyed the orders and receiving a super-quick response from the Captain, made sure to tell them exactly what he said.

"He doesn't know exactly, only that they have one Ketch in orbit and a few more on the way"

"Weaponry?" Damascus offered, ensuring to be as tactful as possible. With another short conversation between the two, they got a response.

"They aren't a battle fleet and what we fought was one of the four other squadrons that are the most combat-ready… weapons and armament wise, they barely could scrounge enough for five Walkers and most of their weaponry is about as powerful as the Khvostov on a good day.

"Where are the others?" Wulf demanded, Firewing relaying it once again and receiving a hurried response.

"He says that only the Baron's know and they just follow them around, the Ketch continuously moves its location to make sure they aren't detected by the locals"

The Guardians didn't seem to have any problems, although now they were stuck at an impasse… what to do with the Captain. Just as Damascus put his hand up, Firewing immediately shot down his obvious idea by stating "no killing him" which made Damascus groan and walk off in disinterest.

"We could just take it along with us?" Summer suggested, always ensuring that it was the best outcome for all of them.

"And risk being caught with an alien on our hands? We're already suspicious as we are and we don't need anyone asking more questions" Wulf countered, practically feeling the glare as Summer stared back at him.

"Why not just keep him under watch until we figure it out?" Pyrrha offered, getting a nod from everyone except Wulf.

"Then that's settled, we keep him under lock and key until we decide!" Firewing announced, telling the Captain what had transpired, seeing it visibly relax as it realised it was no longer in danger of terrible mutilation… until Wulf walked over and knocked it out with a single punch.

"You didn't have to do that" deadpanned Firewing, groaning as he transmatted the Captain into a storage cell in his ship.

"It saves time" replied Wulf, seeing the other Guardians who were searching the town come back "is everyone in the town ok?"

"All the civilians are relatively safe and I don't think anyone died just yet" Ozpin replied as he walked over to them.

"That's good to know… but why did they attack this town? I thought you said they were heading for a train?" Glacile asked, Wulf replying by pointing over to one end of the town, a train whistle blaring loudly almost as soon as he did.

"The train is the least of our worries to be honest…" Wulf muttered solemnly, drawing the attention of everyone.

"What could be worse than the Fallen being here?" Torchwick asked, not seeing how their situation could possibly deteriorate even more.

"The Vex not being here… or more specifically the Vault of Glass. I travelled to Venus and at all the possible locations, there wasn't any sign of the Vault door or even a perceivable entrance, only a couple of Precursors wandering around aimlessly"

"Really?" asked Damascus sarcastically, not at all believing the Titan "are you sure you checked everywhere?"

"Every place my Ghost though could be where it is located"

"Well there's your problem, your Ghost is broken" Damascus explained, pointing out the already obvious to everyone.

"I suggest we come to a conclusion as soon as possible or I fear we might have to answer questions for the locals" Strom interrupted, pointing out a group of children who were watching them from behind an upturned car, ducking behind it when the Guardian's gazes fell on them.

"We can continue this back at the academy" Ozpin spoke, transmatting into his ship and flying off, being followed by everyone except Wulf and Summer.

"This is all very sudden don't you think?" Summer asked Wulf as they walked back to her ship.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we arrive here and suddenly the Fallen show up out of no-where, the Vex logs say we went back to the creation of the Vault but it isn't there… how much more is going to happen before we get back?"

"I sure hope nothing that is too pivotal to later… I still don't like the idea of messing with the timeline"

They made it to Summer's ship just as the conversation ended, said Hunter spinning up the engines and beginning to take off, just as she remembered something.

"Ahhhh crap… I was supposed to be teaching some class today"

[Beacon academy]

The entire class of first-years was sitting down in their seats waiting for their lesson to start… like they had been doing for the last two hours. Half of the class were just watching videos on their scrolls while the others were just killing time with random stuff, like how Yang was in the process of stacking cards into a tower… until Weiss sneezed and blew them all over just as she was about to make it six stories high. Yang sighed, not even annoyed in the slightest, asking the question that everyone was already thinking.

"So? You think she's actually going to show up?"