The screech of heavy machinery hit Luthor's ears as he made his way into the warehouse, clad in his suit and tie. The doors opened, revealing an active are where White Fang members unloaded crates of dust from a fleet of bullheads. Luthor tightened his tie, sighing as he made his way through the warehouse.

Eegh, animals.

White Fang members picked their heads up as Luthor walked by, gawking at the businessman as he strode on. Luthor rounded a corner, laying eyes on one of his acquaintances.

"Torchwick." said Luthor.

Torchwick picked his head up from the plans he was overlooking, a frown on his face. Stepping back from the table, he took the cigar out of his mouth.

"Ah, baldie!" said Torchwick, "You're a little early."

"Preferable to being late." said Luthor, "Where are the rest of them?"

"You're here early," said Torchwick, "not everyone is an overachiever."

"Especially not you, Torchwick."

Cinder Fall strode into the room, clad in her red dress.

"Ah, Miss Fall." said Luthor, "I appreciate you being prompt when it comes to arrival."

"Hey, I was here first." said Torchwick.

"You work here, you can't be late." said Luthor, "If you were, I'd be keen to appoint a more competent partner."

"Oh piss off!" said Torchwick, "I'm doing the best I can!"

Luthor sighed, rubbing his eyes, "Cinder, I made clear that your underlings should be here too."

"They'll be here," said Cinder, "I've left them in the charge of our new head of security."

"Yes, Deathstroke as the police call him." said Luthor, "Wilson's Identity is well guarded, only we, as well as those in his miniaturized inner circle know it. I trust he is putting them to work."

"He sure has."

Emerald and Mercury walk in, followed by Deathstroke, clad in his armor.

"I think the armor might be overkill Slade." said Torchwick.

Slade narrowed his one eye, not saying a word.

"Or not!" said Torchwick, "The armor's fine!"

"I had them take care of Tukson." said Slade, "He was ready to fly the coop."

Torchwick frowned, "I had it handled."

"You weren't on top of it and we almost had a leak because of it." said Slade, "They picked up the slack for you."

"They didn't have to," said Torchwick, "As I said, I had it covered."

"This is besides the point." said Luthor, "We're here to discuss moving forward with the plan, so let's do just that."

Walking over to the table, Luthor opened the briefcase and grabbed a stack of papers, laying them out on the table, "Mr. Machin will arrive shortly, Torchwick, he'll help you give your speech at the White Fang rally."

Torchwick blew smoke out of his mouth, "And the other guy, Crane?"

"He's working at one of our other facilities, but he's already sent a prototype." said Luthor, "The mech you'll be showing at the rally will be loaded with his formula. It's not flashy, but it'll do the trick."

Torchwick frowned, "Well that sucks, I was hoping to meet the poindexter."

Luthor packed his briefcase, "Oh, and Torchwick?"

"Yes?" asked Torchwick.

"The button will work now," said Luthor, "If you have any trouble with the bulletproof creature, press it and you'll have your aid."

Luthor left the room, leaving the others inside.

"Dipshit," said Torchwick, "thinks he's better than everyone else."

"I'm not one to agree with the ginger," said Mercury, "but that guy is definitely sitting on a high horse."

"Hush," said Cinder, "whatever your feelings on Lex are, they are irrelevant. He is a valuable resource, and we can't afford to lose him. Now come, we must be off to a new destination."

Cinder pointed towards a nearby Bullhead, gesturing for Mercury and Emerald to board. As the two left, Cinder walked up to Slade, "What's on the plate next for our head of security?"

"Checking to make sure the fear gas doesn't leak." said Slade, "The canisters are delicate."

"Hmm, I see." said Cinder, "Well, see to it you complete your end."

Cinder held out her hand, waiting for Slade to shake it. Slade took her hand but kept an eye on her eyes.

"I know what you're doing." said Slade.

"Whatever do you mean?" asked Cinder.

"You know what I mean." said Slade, "My wife gave me that look once upon a time. If you want that kind of thing, you earn it."

Slade let go of Cinder's hand, taking his leave. As he left the room, Cinder smirked, "Wouldn't have it any other way."

"Uuuuuuuhhh."

"What?"

Team RWBY and team BSCO, minus Victor, stood outside Beacon in the empty field.

"You said something about a cave." said Blake.

"Yes, I did." said Bruce.

"So, where's the cave?" asked Weiss.

"It's under the field." said Bruce.

"Yeah, but where under the field?" asked Yang.

"Hey, guys!"

"AAAGH!" screamed Ruby.

Suddenly, a patch of grass shifted, revealing a hatch as it swung open, revealing Victor to be underneath. Unfortunately, the event was so unexpected it scared Ruby right into Yang's arms.

"Chill out sis, it's just a mole." said Yang.

"Not funny Yang." said Victor, climbing down the ladder, "It's actually pretty nice down here, believe it or not."

Yang put Ruby down, "Sure, musty cave, nice."

"WOW!" said Ruby.

When Bruce had left the cave, it was musty, ugly, wet, and dark. While it was still fairly ugly, the cave was now adorned with computers and bulletin boards. Massive LED's were installed, bathing the caves in bright light. It even had a pleasant aroma now.

"Do I smell Febreeze?" asked Blake.

"Oh yeah, Bruce's guy's pumped it into this cave by the gallon!" said Victor, "They were way faster setting this stuff up than I expected, and the computers are state of the art."

"We have a mission to do," said Bruce, walking over to the printers, "It helps to have the gear."

Weiss observed a wall full of weaponry, various pieces of large handheld devices hung up to see "What's all this?"

"That would be the wall of gear," said Bruce, "If I need something that doesn't fit on the belt, it's there."

Ruby walked over, picking up a circular disk, "Hmm?"

Ruby fiddled with the disk, "What's this do?"

Bruce peered over at Ruby, his eyes bulging out of their sockets, "STOP! PUT THAT DOWN!"

"Huh?" said Ruby as the disk began to beep.

Bruce raced over, grabbing the disk, "Clark!"

"What?!" said Clark, looking at Bruce.

Bruce flung to Clark, who caught it in his hands. After a few seconds, the disk explodes, the explosion contained in Clark's hands. His palms smoked as Clark winced, shaking them while blowing at the smoke. Bruce frustratingly turned to Ruby.

"That was a breaching explosive, you almost got yourself killed!" said Bruce, "Be more careful next time!"

"S-Sorry!" said Ruby.

Bruce sighed, "Where's Sun, our first meeting is about to begin?!"

*Thud*

Bruce turns to the ladder, finding that Sun has leaped down to the cave floor, "TADA, someone mention me?"

"You're late." said Bruce.

"Sure, but I had a great entrance!" said Sun.

Bruce groaned, "Close the hatch, I don't want anyone else coming in."

"Will do!" said Sun, turning to the hatch, "Hey Neptune, close the hatch on your way down?!"

"Ok I…WAAAGH!"

As the hatch closed, a boy fell down the ladder, landing on it's back. The boy had blue hair, as well as goggles and a red jacket.

"Ow," said the boy.

"Sun," said Bruce, "Who is this?"

"Oh, that's Neptune, I already filled him in on everything." said Sun.

Oliver stepped forward, "You do realize we can't just accept any random shmuck off the street right?"

"Yeah, but Neptune is capable, he said so!" said Sun, "I always get friends involved!"

Neptune groaned, getting up, "Don't worry, I can help!"

Bruce eyed Neptune, walking up to him, "Let's hope so because if you can't, you won't get another chance."

Neptune smirked, "Don't underestimate me."

Bruce raised an eyebrow before delivering a strike to Neptune's stomach to the shock of the rest of the room. Neptune stumbles around, clutching his stomach, but doesn't fall over.

"What the-What the heck man?!" said Neptune.

"Hmm," said Bruce, "Still standing up straight, it's a start."

Bruce walked over to the printer again, retrieving some photos as the rest of the team stares at him in shock. Bruce turns around, "He's gotta be tough if he wants to fight with us, I just wanted to see if he could take a punch."

Bruce walked over to the bulletin board, pinning the photos to the wall. By the time he was done, six photos were pinned, depicting Roman Torchwick, The White Fang, Red Hood, Black Mask, Deadshot, and a black outline.

"The dock attack wasn't some random smuggling operation, it's part of a larger conspiracy." said Bruce, "It involved Roman Torchwick, The White Fang, and this mystery person primarily."

"That's one hell of an assumption," said Clark, "not that I don't believe you, but what makes you say that."

"Before Red Hood took the plunge, he told me there were bigger things at play," said Bruce, "I'll talk about him later, but the biggest piece of evidence came from Black Mask."

"What happened?" asked Blake, "Did he confess?"

"No, they pulled his body out of the ocean," said Bruce.

The team gasped collectively.

"Black Mask is dead?" said Ruby.

"Yes, more accurately, he was assassinated." said Bruce, gesturing at the board, "The Van carrying him seemed to have an accident, but the cuts on both the guards and Mask suggest foul play."

"You're saying that Black Mask had information that could mess up the plans of whoever's behind all this." said Blake, "It would make sense in a twisted way to take him out so he can't say anything."

"My thoughts exactly." said Bruce, "Torchwick and the White Fang are our only leads as of right now, so that's what we'll focus on."

Bruce pulls a map of Vale out of his pocket, placing it over the photos, "Today we'll be pooling our resources, thinking up ways we can discover this mass conspiracy with the mysterious figurehead at the top."

"Hmm," said Yang, "I know a guy in the shadier parts of town, Junior, he tends to know what's going on in the city, It couldn't hurt to try him."

"I know Junior, I used him to find Torchwick at one point." said Bruce, "If you see Killer Croc, tell him I said Hello."

"Who's Killer Croc?" asked Yang.

"You'll know him when you see him." said Bruce, "You can take your sister and the new boy as well."

"Actually, can I go with Yang?" asked Oliver.

"Why?" asked Bruce.

Oliver pulled out an arrow, "Because unlike Ruby, I'm better at making points!"

The silence following the pun was agonizing, broken only by Yang's sniggering.

"Ok, I admit, that was pretty awful." said Oliver.

"Strangely enough, you've made a good point." said Bruce.

"Huh?!" said Oliver.

"Ruby is small, unintimidating." said Bruce, "Regardless of her abilities, it would be better if someone of higher...stature accompanied Yang."

"Hey!" said Ruby, "That's not very nice!"

"Well, he's technically right," said Yang, "you are short."

Ruby pouted, "Hmmph, well what will I do then?"

Weiss stepped forward, "They seem to be collecting a lot of dust, so it would be useful to see if any were stolen. The Schnee Dust Company is the largest dust company in the world, if I can check the records it would be extremely helpful."

"Great idea Weiss." said Bruce, eliciting a nod from Weiss, "Take Victor in case you run into any computer troubles, and Ruby as well."

"Huh? Why me?" asked Ruby.

"It's something to do, isn't it?" said Bruce.

Ruby sighed, "Fiiiine."

"Good," said Bruce, "Now, we need to move onto the topic of the White Fang."

Blake stepped forward, "The White Fang holds rallies every month, and the next one is in a few days. We might be able to figure out what they're planning if we get in."

Bruce nodded, "You and Sun are faunus, you can get in that way. I'll sneak in the back and gather intel behind the scenes."

"Um, what about me?" asked Clark.

Bruce marked the locations on the map with a marker, "Clark, you'll be stationed here."

Clark looked at the map, noticing that his place was a spot in the middle of nowhere. Its only significance was that it was equal distance from the locations of all 3 missions.

"Why am I in the middle of nowhere?" asked Clark.

"Because you're the cavalry." said Bruce, "You're our most powerful fighter, so we'll need you to back up whoever needs help. You're our safety net so to speak."

Clark frowned, "Can't I do more?"

Bruce walked up to Clark, putting his hand on his shoulder, "Trust me, this is the best way to make sure the missions go smoothly."

Clark sighed, "Alright."

"Good, everybody clear?" announced Bruce.

"Yeah!" said the team.

"Excellent," said Bruce, "We meet up in a few days' time. Get some rest and keep your grades up, and be ready for anything!"

Team BSCO walked down the hall, ready to hit the sack. It was late, and the boys had class tomorrow.

"Man, that Yang is a bombshell," said Oliver.

"You said that yesterday," said Clark.

"I mean yeah, but seriously, she's amazing," said Oliver.

"Don't get caught up in something inconsequential Oliver." said Bruce.

"Knowing Ollie, he's not gonna listen." said Victor.

"Hey, I listen." said Oliver, "Sometimes."

The team laughed as they made it to their dorm. As they piled in, Victor felt his scroll in his pocket.

"Go ahead guys," said Victor, "I'll be inside in a sec."

"Don't stay up too late!" said Clark.

As the door closed, Victor pulled out his scroll and dialed a number. The phone rang for a few seconds before someone answered.

"Hello?" said the voice.

"Hey dad," said Victor.

"Why are you calling me right now? I'm in the middle of something," said Victor's father.

"Oh, no reason." said Victor, "I just wanted to talk to you."

"I would love to son, but I'm too busy working on Penny right now." said Victor's father, "We'll talk later."

Victor sighed, "Alright dad, goodb-"

Victor's father hangs up before he's finished, leaving Victor frustrated as he leans against the door.

Victor sighed, "Screw you, dad, screw you."

Chapter 2 of Volume 2 is here! This is a more exposition-heavy chapter, but it's mostly to prepare for a bigger and better chapter!

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