Getting better at the whole cliffhanger bit.
Chapter the Eleventh: In which a Rescue is mounted, a new Friendship is sparked, and a Battle is ended.
"Slate, I want you to back up very carefully and slowly, radio our bullhead to relay a request for backup. There's just no way us four freshmen can take this colony out on our own." Flora's fear was evident to Slate in the soft glow of the improvised torches. As he retreated down the tunnel they had come from, his three teammates turned their attention back into the large, dark cavern. Once their eyes had somewhat adjusted so that they too could pick out some of the details in the darkness beyond the reach of their torches.
"I'm inclined to agree with you, Yasmin – I'd rather not have seen this either." Xander complained from somewhere behind her. Suddenly something behind the group went snap, and they all swung their heads around while gripping their weapons tight, ready for anything.
"Crap crap crap! Sorry if I spooked you, guys…" Slate excused himself profusely as he rounded the corner of the tunnel. Flora merely glared at him and went back to observing the colony while waiting for backup to arrive.
"Uh, guys…? Were there this many myrmidons near this tunnel exit before?" And as the rest of the team looked closer, they could only confirm Flora's suspicions.
"… Think they can see us?" a worker myrmidon raised its head towards the group of hunters and shrieked a shrill warning cry.
"… I think they can see us." Flora racked The Woodsman as she stood up, ready for combat.
"Stay in the tunnel! If we go out in the open we're as good as dead! Somebody keep an eye on our six as well!" As the horde surged towards them they opened fire, felling myrmidons by the dozen. Flora and Slate was alternating between cutting and shooting at their opponents, while Yasmin had taken a knee and was taking pot shots at the queen with Nightshade, and Xander was bashing around with his shield, occasionally firing into the abdomen of the few myrmidon that managed to cling to his shield.
"Get down!" Xander had barely registered the warning before a round, flat bronze-coloured object whizzed past mere decimetres from his face, embedding itself in the skull of a myrmidon that had been trying to sneak up on him. Suddenly the shield started to wobble and break free from the dead Grimm. Flying back the same way it came from, it reattached itself to the forearm of a tall redheaded girl with a metallic clang. The girl was flanked by her team leader on her right, a blonde boy with a simple sword and shield, on her left, a carrot-haired young woman with one very, very large hammer and a black-haired boy with two bladed SMGs.
"We're Beacon Senior students team JNPR. You wanted backup?" The blonde boy spoke up.
"That would be very kind of you. Got supplies?" Flora replied, absentmindedly shooting a myrmidon in the head. The blonde boy hefted a bag off his shoulder.
"Right here. Name's Jaune by the way. That's Pyrrha, Nora and Ren." The team waved in turn as their names were called.
"Now, let's kill us some Grimm." He picked out several flares from the bag and tossed them out into the large chamber, illuminating the colony in a soft, yellowish red tone. Finally, he picked out a large flare gun, aimed it at the roof of the cavern and fired.
"That is one big cavern. Think you can hit the roof from down here, Nora?" Nora walked up next to Jaune and looked towards the ceiling.
"With some added help, sure? Got a Taser in that bag?"
"Ahh nuts, should've thought of that." Team FYSX looked at their upperclassmen quizzically.
"What do you need a Taser for?" Nora grinned broadly.
"It's to charge my semblance. I can absorb electricity to become stronger." Yasmin casually walked up to the older girl and leisurely flicked her wrists, sending surges of electricity crackling in the air.
"… How much do you need?" Nora grinned even more broadly.
"Ooouuh, You and I are going to get along just great…" She turned around and knelt down before Yasmin.
"Get on my back and give me all you got." Yasmin obediently climbed up, wrapping her arms around the older girl's neck and her legs around her waist.
"3… 2… 1… let it rip!" focusing all she had, Yasmin blasted away into Nora's shoulders, letting the raw electricity course through her upperclassman's body, filling it with a much needed boost.
"AHAHAHA! THIS FEELS AWESOME!" Nora took off sprinting, swinging Magnhild with one hand and throwing the sticky explosives towards the ceiling as she sprinted through the colony. Once she was all out stickies, she converted Magnhild to its grenade launcher form and shot a few rounds at the queen before converting it back to hammer mode and taking out a few more drones on her way back to their teammates. Just as Nora slid to a halt and was letting her passenger off, Yasmin nearly fell due to the taxing experience of prolonged semblance use.
"Slate, help Yasmin up so we can get the heck away from here and blow this place sky high." Slate obediently picked up the shorter girl bridal-style and took off running down the tunnel towards their entry point. When he arrived, he saw that several larger holes had been added to their own entry points. Pyrrha smiled politely as she ran up beside him.
"Want help getting her up there? Unfortunately she doesn't seem to have much metal in her armour, so I can't just use my polarity…"
"It's okay, I can do it myself. Could you hold her for a bit?" Pyrrha gently held out her arms to carry the young Faunus, carefully positioning her forearms under Yasmin's shoulders and at the back of her knees. Meanwhile, Slate had put his swords together, and put them on the ground. Motioning for Pyrrha to hand him Yasmin back, he keyed a small button on the side of his hover board, slowly rising to the pre-set height.
"Most impressive!" Pyrrha exclaimed as she gently brushed her fingers against the board.
"Did you forge them yourself?" Slate smiled a roguish smile.
"I had some help from some older students." Pyrrha attached Miló and Akoúo on her back and used her semblance to float up beside Slate.
"Ah, yes – I do recall hearing about team RWBY's workshop at the end of last term. They're actually good friends of us in JNPR."
"Small world."
"Small world indeed."
As they all got on board the bullhead, Jaune handed Flora the detonator.
"Want to do the honours?" Flora grinned as she regarded the small device in the older boy's hand.
"Would I ever!" Gently accepting the trigger, she pushed down on the button. Far below the open viewport of the bullhead, the entire cliffside crumbled down.
"Didn't look all that big from the outside…"
AN: You thought it'd be team RWBY to the rescue, didn't you? :P
Pyrrha is flying Magneto-style; by using the metal in her outfit and weapons to pull herself off the ground.
I do not own RWBY, that's RoosterTeeth and Monty Oum.