RemnusPast here! If you're wondering about the 1,000 view special... yah, I got a writer's block for that. Still stuck on whether to make it an original story or to make it related to the fanfic... I'll probably come up with it soon. But for now, here's the twelfth chapter to Hotline RWBY: Requiem for the Fans! Enjoy!

Fanfic Recommendation Time! I recommend a RWBY Fanfic, Remnant's Reclaimer, by Hysterical Clerical Hijinks! It's pretty good, go out and read it!

Fanart Showcase! Ace of Spades has drawn fanart for this series, this is his Tumblr is wolfkid2195! Check him out!

I do not claim ownership of RWBY or Hotline Miami. Hotline Miami belongs to Dennaton Games, and RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth. All rights reserved.


Tony could not stop smiling as he strolled down the streets of Vale. He was in a good mood, and for good reason too; Corey had managed to get the mother load on lien. He wasn't going to question how, but she had obtained twelve thousand, six hundred and eighty five lien. He and Alex had spent the entire day yesterday counting the lien, and they were happy about the random income. Everyone was pretty joyful over that, that meant they were finally able to get new things. The first thing they planned to get was a place, since now they could actually afford a place to live, rather than the single hotel room all five of them had to share. Everyone had their Vale Identification Cards too, so now they had to get their drivers license. Mark had gone to work, Ash had gone to learn more about Bullheads and perhaps figure out how to pilot one, his driving test was tomorrow. Alex had gone to work with a good amount of lien in her pocket, she planned to buy some clothes for everyone. Meanwhile, Tony was tasked with obtaining this world's counterpart of a phone, which were called Scrolls, for everyone. He had around five thousand lien, just in case that the Scrolls would be pretty expensive. He hoped not, and spotted a store that looked like they sold them. There were Scrolls on display, and he knew that they were Scrolls, since he had read about them in the book when he and his friends visited that library. He memorized the store name, Papyrus Innovations, just in case he didn't have enough money for the Scrolls. He smiled as he opened the doors to the store, then proceeded to walk right in.


Emerald Forest

It could smell prey. The prey of all Grimm, the smell of humans. It had spent the previous two days expanding its cave, and had created a large amount of space. It had begun to improve on its pounces, and had built up its entire body. When it had woken up today, every part of it had felt severely painful, but it chose to live through it. It had to become powerful, to become strong, to become feared... but the smell of the humans and the aura they gave off enticed him more. Was it the tiger man and his friends again? Is it possible he would be able to prove his superiority over him? With a large smile unfitting for a beowolf, The Survivor walked out of the cave, intrigued by the prey. If it was the tiger man... he will prove that HE is the strongest to live... and if it isn't the tiger man... well, he was in need of some training subjects to find out how strong it truly was... Before it departed, it realized that it had to mark its territory, otherwise more Grimm may come and take the territory, like the young King Taijitu had done. With its claws, it scratched at outer wall of the cave, creating cracks around each slash. With its temporary logo in place, The Survivor walked into the Forest, prepared to fight for its prey. After all, if it managed to receive the smell of humans from its location... it highly doubted that the others would leave those humans alone.

The six people shook in their shoes as they were confronted by a group of beowolves. None of them were fully prepared to take on the Grimm, it was just a thing they did in an attempt to get noticed by Beacon. Sadly, they were sure that they would die here now, in front of these beastly Grimm. Only one of them had a ranged weapon, but it wasn't enough to take down the twelve beowolves in front of them. The group began hugging each other, crying and starting to call out for someone to help them. The beowolves started to come closer, ever so close, to the point where they could easily run towards the human and kill them. However, the Grimm wanted these humans to wallow in their fear, their panic, for they fed off those emotions and were attracted to them. Before the beowolf pack could charge, The Deviant rushed out of the bushes, and promptly obliterated the head of the nearest beowolf with a single straight.

The other beowolves quickly reacted, jumping back and snarled at The Traitor, readying for combat. The group of people that had foolishly entered the Forest just stood there, staring in fright at their savior. A beowolf, it stood straight and tall, unlike the normal beowolves that people have documented. It had visible signs of being buff and working out, as it had bulging muscles on its legs, arms, and chest. This beowolf had several scars on its chest, but the mask itself somewhat jarred the Humans. Despite the fact that two of the people were faunus, they were still frightened by this beowolf, the face looked like the logo for the White Fang, and they wondered if that this creature of Grimm was related to the organization. Before the group could react, the wolf pack charged them, only for The Deviant to rush in and intervene.

It could not let these weaklings steal his prey. Even though they were all weak and not even close to a challenge for it, it knew what it could do with these humans. It had a plan to deal with them, and it planned to do it without any interference. With that, it charged the creatures of Grimm that attempted to rush his prey, for he could not have even a lone human killed.

The charging beowolves did not make it to the humans, as The Traitor came in and intersected the chargers. Three carefully aimed punches, and three of the pack fell dead, either with holes in them or having completely devastated heads. All of the bewolves stopped charging and stood where they were, assessing each of their targets. The group of humans in front of them were all in a high state of panic, and very afraid. They were too scared to even move and run away. They also were novices at combat, considering the fact that they did not attack at all while they had the attack of opportunity. Meanwhile, there was a rogue creature of Grimm, going around and slaughtering his own, to protect humans. That could not go, and they found the offense of The Traitor to be far more desirable than killing off some humans. At this realization, the rest of the beowolves changed their target and rushed The Deviant, only to realize that they should have ran instead of fight.

The Deviant took down all of the charging beowolves with ease and efficiency. Each beowolf that came within punching range of The Deviant had their head either knocked off or blown up. After a few punches and a few minutes, nearly all of the beowolf chargers were dead. The corpses of those creatures of Grimm were twitching, acting as if it got a few seconds of brain activity, then ceased to move. There were only two beowolves left, and they were circling around this Deviant, deciding how to take it on. The two beowolves rushed at different directions, hoping to be able to attack the Traitor with a flank assault. It worked somewhat, one of the creatures of Grimm received an uppercut to its neck, and had its head flying across the forest. The other one managed to slash the Traitor's back. The Traitor howled, and then commenced to do a spinning punch, rounding up and whacking the offender on the side of the head. The beowolf went flying, breaking down trees on its path, and finally rested on a clearing far away, dead from the impacts of the tree and shock. Then the beowolf turned to the humans, with a mad glint in its eye.

The group of people were starting to shake in their shoes even more, they could tell that this creature did not kill those beowolves to save them, but for an even more devious purpose. As this creature of Grimm starting to walk closer towards them, they all raised their weapons shakily, in a feeble attempt to defend themselves. The Deviant, who was not amused, simply grabbed the heads of the two nearest people and whacked them together, causing them to go unconscious. He repeated this process two more times, and all of the people were laying on the ground. Some were moaning, but they were all slowly having their conscious drift away from them. With that, the Survivor surveyed his surroundings, discovering some vines on the ground, the weapons the prey brought, and the people themselves. It decided to ignore the weapons, it had no use for those objects. However, the vines and the people... it had a brilliant idea, and proceeded to pick up all of the people. along with the vine. It then proceeded back to its cave, intent on using the people for a very good purpose...

A few hours later

The people moaned as they got up, only to realize that they were all tied up and hanging from a cave roof. They also realized that no matter how hard and no matter how long they pushed at the vines, they weren't able to get out. They all started to try to squirm out, up until the beowolf earlier walked right up to the group. They were frightened, and the beowolf just cocked his head at them left and right, and then raised his fists. Before the group could understand what that meant, the beowolf had thrown a straight at the group, causing bones to break for the person that received the blow, and everyone else to feel the impact of it. The poor boy that caught the blow of the beowolf coughed up blood, feeling that his ribs have been broken, along with the fact that his chest felt like it had been hit with a flying brick helped reinforce that fact. The poor child looked up, only to see that the beowolf had only just begun. He was very frightened, and everyone in that group was too. Before they could try to escape, the beowolf struck the boy again. And again. And again. And again and again and again...

If there were a group of humans patrolling the Forest that night, they would have heard screams of pain and mercy coming from a lone cave. However, no sane person was out in the forest during the night, that kind of act alone was dangerous and ill-advised. Many people have lost their lives in Emerald Forest in the dark, so the lesson stayed with the rest of the Vale inhabitants and hunters of Beacon: Unless they were experienced, graduated hunters from Beacon, never enter the Emerald Forest during night time. It was a death wish come true. And that meant that there was no one that would come and save the poor group from being pummeled to death by the Deviant...


Fans Hotel Room

"Great Tony, with these Scrolls, we'll be able to get into easier connection!" Tony scratched the back of his head, he was slightly embarrassed. All he did was go to the store and buy five scrolls, one for everyone. He could honestly state that he chose the somewhat average price, as there were Scrolls for use for Hunters, Scrolls for commercial use, and Scrolls used for basic communication, which is the one he got. Despite it not having the add-ons he wanted, such as the aura detection meter and the voice recognition software, he had to make do with the personal Scrolls. Thankfully, they were able to send messages to each other, call each other, and be able to view different streams on them. It was still useful, and much better than the phones where they came from. Alex got new clothes for everyone, each one catering to each of the Fans' fashion taste. This was good for everyone, since they were now able to wear different clothes, instead of just showering in the same clothes every day. Tony's new mission tomorrow was to go out and get a new house for them all to live under, at least until they each managed to get a good amount of lien to get their own place. Ash stated that he had managed to discover how to get a Bullhead pilot's license, and he will be trying to get it as soon as possible. Mark was going to be busy all day tomorrow, he had to get ready for the Dust shipment coming in. Corey had work at the club as usual, and Alex had work at the clothing store.

Tony knew that he had to try to find a five bedroom home, all of them wanted privacy from each other, besides Alex, who was actually glad to be with her brother. Ever since Ash had moved out of the house back in Miami, they both rarely had time to see each other at all. Only when the Fans managed to meet up and go out to murder people did they manage to meet up and talk about old times. This entire scenario made Alex a bit happy, but at the same time, a bit frustrated: she didn't want to keep on sharing a single room with five people, as much as she was friends with them all. Everyone didn't want to keep sharing the same room, so it was absolutely necessary for Tony to find that house quickly. With that, Mark and Corey went to sleep, and Ash, Alex, and Tony were the only ones awake again. Instead of watching the television, they spoke soberly about the experiences they had back at Miami, and how much they missed the shit hole, as odd as it was... Alex briefly stated how this place had a lot of criminal aura around it, just like Miami... and everyone nodded at that statement. They spent the rest of the night, talking about what went on during their day, and catching up with each other...


Border of Emerald Forest, Midnight

"This isn't safe Prospero! You know what happens if people enter the Forest during the night! Besides, we're going to get in trouble, we're supposed to be in the dorms, sleeping right now!" Prospero, a second year hunter in Beacon, growled at his teammate rebuking him. He had originally come to the Forest to try to relax, to get away from the things happening in Beacon... it was a mess, in simple terms. However, the fact that his teammate, Amontillado, followed him just to make sure he was safe, sort of pissed him off. He was already pissed off, a few days ago, he had gotten beaten up with his friends, those that didn't attend Beacon, anyways. He would make the guy that beat him up pay, he assured himself that. However, at the moment, he wanted to be alone, to sort of relax, and to try to cool off. He had anger issues, and he knew it, and he was trying to somewhat douse his rage problems, with little success. He then turned back towards the sight of Emerald Forest, and found the sight beautiful. Being stuck in Vale and just being able to just read about this place in books... it made him happier to be able to look at this place in person. It truly was a gorgeous sight.

That was when Amontillado suddenly grabbed his shoulder and pointed. "Prospero! Look! There's something there!" Prospero sighed, hoping that his teammate was just being annoying... until he saw something too. It didn't seem like it belonged in Emerald Forest, however, there seemed to be a cluster of it. There was some red too, and thankfully, Prospero had his weapon, the baton/spyglass. Taking out his weapon, he used the spyglass to look closer at what that thing was, without getting near it... and the sight made him nearly hurl. There were a bunch of bodies, some of which were faunus, that were utterly mangled and horribly broken up. Wordlessly, he immediately got up, and decided to do the logical thing: he grabbed Amontillado and rushed back to Beacon, to report his findings to Ozpin. As soon as he did run into Beacon and gotten into the hallways, he and his teammate were immediately restrained by Glynda's glyphs. "If you would kindly explain why you are out during curfew and causing a ruckus, I might be a bit more lenient on you during punishment." Glynda was staring daggers at Prospero and Amontillado, causing the latter to gulp in worry. Prospero didn't waste any time, he got to the point. "I admit that I was out of my dorm during curfew, and that I was out at Emerald Forest too, during this time, but that's not important! I found something bad, and I need to report it to Ozpin immediately!" Glynda looked sternly at Prospero, and noticed that Ozpin had begun to walk right towards them.

"That is enough Glynda, it appears something has rattled them. Let's figure it out first and then send them off to receive their punishments, shall we?" Before Glynda could reply back to Ozpin, Prospero burst open his mouth, and nearly shouted what he had found. "Ozpin, its horrible! We found a bunch of mangled bodies out at Emerald Forest!" Those words alone caused Ozpin and Glynda to freeze in their thoughts, and slowly turn towards Prospero. Amontillado simply looked at Prospero, horrified about what his teammate had just said. Ozpin cleared his throat, then gestured for Glynda to release the both of them, which she did without hesitation. Ozpin then 'escorted' the two boys to his office, in order to keep the findings a secret from the other students. Once they were safely in the confines of his office, he stared hard at the two boys, causing them to nearly jump in fright. "Now, Prospero and Amontillado of Team PEAR..." Ozpin's voice was thick with anger, and the boys were very frightened, they could see anger rising from Ozpin himself. "Tell me everything you saw, and I want details. NOW." With those words, the two students began to speak, and tell Ozpin of their discovery...


Thank you guys so much for reading this series and staying on this ride with me! Please favorite, follow, review, and recommend! I want people to write their own Hotline Miami x RWBY crossovers, so go out there and let people know this story exists! I'll see you next chapter, and as always, enjoy hurting people.

Credit to Ace of Spades for coming up with the beowolf's name, and for drawing fanart for this series! Hat's off to you, my dear reader!

Time to respond to the reviews!

To these wonderful reviewers:

Aquas1998: Carmine may or may not get what's coming to him... It's all up to chance there. And Corey does deserve better, she shouldn't be forced to wear those uncomfortable clothes. Hope to see you again soon!

ace of spades: Thank you so much for that fanart! You don't understand how that makes me feel, having someone draw something based on my story! I will do my best to continue the work on the story, some chapters are hard to write simply because I don't know which perspective and what to write. But I will commit myself to this story, all the way to the end! See you soon!

Dragenash: I plan for this to end, but it will probably take a good while for it to reach its end. I will definitely do other stories, some may be RWBY crossovers or not. A Far Cry 4 X RWBY story? I haven't played Far Cry 4, so I can't really exactly write one... But hey, thanks for reviewing, I hope to see you again!