Chapter 5:Sullivan Explores Vale City, and gets introduced to the Faunus. Allied Forces secures Vilnius as a Secondary Base,The Big Red One, 101st Airborne and 82nd Airborne are deployed to Remnant. Remnant Expeditionary Force (REF) Encounters White Fang forces.

Italics=Thoughts

Bold=Shouting or loud noises

Underscore= Empathizes via Voice or words.

Quotations means talking.

Vale City, August 29th, 1945.

Sullivan was in awe looking at the buildings around Vale city as he walked around. He knew Takamori wanted to see Vale City, and he could see why. Sullivan could get used to this city. "Like what you see?" Amber asks Sullivan while he gets weird looks for his Marine Uniform.

"Ma'am, I was born in a big city, Chicago, but the technologies here are ahead of my world by a few decades maybe." Qrow was drinking from his flask as Sullivan and Amber talked, debating about Sullivan's world.

"What about Criminals?" Sullivan froze, that's a topic he didn't want to tackle yet. "I'll tell ya more about it later." Both of them nodded as they walked. Sullivan bumped into a person accidentally. "Shit," He was cut off mid-sentence by what seemed to be a man with dog ears staring up at him curiously, "You alright buddy?"

Sullivan mentally kicked himself as he looked at the Man. "Sorry if I bumped into you, sir."

The man held his hand out and smiled. "At least you ain't one of those heartless bastards." Sullivan shook the man's hand and watched the Man walk off.

"You handled that guy pretty well, Tom." Amber joked as he looked at her confused. "Whaddya mean?" He asked as they walked into a Store, leaving Qrow to go and tend to his bar.

The Dawn Clothing and Fashion store.

Sullivan walks in with Amber to see a woman with orange hair and blue eyes working.

"Hey, Silver!" The girl looks up, shocked to see Amber talking.

"Amber, nice to see ya." Amber smiles as Silver stares at Sullivan. "This is Tom Sullivan, he'll be a new student at Beacon. Him and his friend need some clothing before going to Beacon."

Silver nodded and helped the U.S. Marine grab some combat boots, green pants, green shirt, a leather jacket, and some gloves. Sullivan paid for all the clothing using some Lien Professor Ozpin gave him earlier. He then instructed a confused Silver to place a 1st Marine Division Patch on the jacket.

Meanwhile, Amber picked out some clothes for Takamori: a grey shirt, a light grey jacket, black pants, and sandals.

"Let's go, we'll need to get you a replica. You seem to favor your shotgun at times, But you almost prefer having an Automatic weapon." Amber said as they walked outside of the Store and towards the Weapon Maker...

Danny's Weapons and Repair Shop.

Danny was tidying up his shop as his Employees worked hard on helping Huntsmen and Huntresses maintain their gears. Then he heard a Familiar voice. "Working Hard, Danny Boy?" Danny's Wolf ears perk up as he hears his Best Friend Amber speak to him. "Amber, What can I do today? Here to fix up Chancer's Grace or to look for a new weapon?"

Amber smiles and puts her hands on her hips. "My friend Tom here would like some new weapons made for him. This is what he calls "Thompson", an automatic rifle, and this "Trenchgun", a shotgun. I was wondering if you could retrofit these to use dust, and make them usable in close combat?"

Danny looks Sullivan over and notes his clothing. "That's an interesting looking patch on your shoulder." He said as Sullivan looked at it with a hint of pride.

"I've been a marine for 4 years, I fought at Guadalcanal in '42 where my platoon took heavy casualties taking a Jap airfield on the Island. The Japs took a lot of my brothers with 'em but we held the island in the end."

Danny's confusion and skepticism was quite evident, but if Amber believes his story, it had some merit behind it. As Danny inspected the weapons, he noticed the strange, maintained the weapons were kept in good order by Sullivan.

"It'll take a few days to get these puppies modified, but with a little time and luck, I could integrate some new features for your weapon, ."

Sullivan nodded and thanked the man as he left the store, Sullivan looked towards Amber and said, "Well, this is where we'll part ways, huh?"

Amber nods, "I'm sure this wouldn't be the last time we see each other." Sullivan cocked his head off to the side as he saluted Amber and she returned the gesture.

"Stay safe out there Ma'am." With a final nod, Amber leaves Sullivan. Wondering if he could take a taxi back to Beacon, but deciding to walk the long road back to Beacon...

1:00 PM, Renmant Time, Vilnaus Village, Renmant Expeditionary Force Secondary HQ.

Sergeant Roebuck watched as more soldiers streamed in, notably some divisions being redeployed from Europe, the 82nd "All-American" Airborne Division, the 101st "Screaming Eagles" Airborne Division, and the Big Red One, also known as the First Infantry Division.

"Sarge, ya think those Army pukes are gonna fight alongside us?" Corporal Rivers asks as Roebuck nods his head.

"This is a Joint Army and Marine Force alongside the British 30th Corps and the Soviet 8th Guards Motorized Division."

Suddenly, a squad from the First Infantry Division walks over, "Hey mac, got a light?" One of the Soldiers asked. "Yeah, I do." Miller answered as he hands his lighter over.

"Who are you guys anyways?" Polonsky asks as Roebuck slapped Polonsky's head, getting an 'ow' in response.

"I am Private Stiles." Stiles said as he started to light his cigarette.

Then NCO of the squad from the Big Red One took over.

"I am Staff Sergeant Pierson, with me is Technical Private Aiello, Corporal Ronald Daniels, we call him "Red", Private Zussman and Private Stiles."

The men exchanged their tales to each other, as time passed, a nearby Airborne Corporal walked over, "Hey, mind if I join you guys?"

Roebuck looks around the soldiers and nods, "Might as well, where ya from?" The man straightens up and then he speaks, "Corporal Boyd Travers of the 82nd Airborne, 1st Squad." The men shook their hands and introduced each other.

As they were greeting each other, they suddenly heard sounds of Gunfire and watched as soldiers scrambled towards the trenches. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" Red yelled as the Soldiers sprinted towards cover. Travers and the Big Red One squad followed the Marines as they sprinted towards their trench line. They arrived to see humans with what seemed to be animalistic mutations attacking them. "STAY LOW AND RETURN FIRE!"

An U.S. Marine Lieutenant yelled as the Americans were joined by British and Soviet soldiers arriving in the trench line, their officers moved back and forth trying to understand the situation. The field was filled with the sounds of automatic rifles coupled by PINGs from M1 Garands emptying their clip. Once the combined forces were able to regroup and respond, the air was filled from RATATATATATAs from machineguns firing along the trenchline, primarily the .50 Cal mounted HMGs and the .30 cals on top of the nearby tanks.

"COMRADES! PUSH THE ENEMY BACK. DO NOT FALTER!"

A Red Army officer yelled as the White Fang, despite the Heavy Fire, charged into the Trenches as Knives, Bayonets and shotguns were used in Close Quarters Combat.

"SARGE, BEHIND YOU!" Red yelled towards Pierson as a woman with cat ears was about to pounce on him, and Pierson turned around to face the women. More fire erupted from behind the Allied Lines as the Old Breed, Pierson's Squad, Corporal Travers looked on in awe as Summer Rose and Celia Gracefell charged into the swirling Melee.

"Looks like she can handle herself." Pierson noted standing next to Roebuck and Travers as they watched Rose defeat one enemy after another in melee combat.

"She can handle herself; she's a Veteran Huntress." The Soldiers nodded as the Soviet 3rd Guards Tank Army rushed towards the trenches with ANZAC forces and American 1st Armored Division not far behind.

"RETREAT, THE OUTSIDERS ARE BRINGING IN REINFORCEMENTS!"

Soviet officers suddenly yelled, "CHARGE! DO NOT ALLOW THEM TO RETREAT!" as soviet forces swarmed out of the trenches after the retreating White Fang forces. Soviet reinforcements mounted up on T-34/85 tanks of the 3rd Guards Tank Army dismounted and charged. Soon, most of the remaining White Fang forces were encircled by the superior mobility of the Soviet tanks flanking and surrounding their forces. The wounded on both sides were being treated, much to the shock of the White Fang members who had surrendered. Vilanus set up a temporary hospital and POW camp as Sullivan and his Allies watched the White Fang being disarmed and taken in by the expeditionary forces.

"What the fuck were they?" Travers wondered as Summer Rose and Celia Gracefell walked over.

"Corporal, these people are the White Fang. They're a Faunus extremist group here on Renmant, they have a hatred for humans."

The Soldiers looked at one another, they've made a new vow to themselves: Stop terrorism against humans and bring Renmant into a state of peace...

Author's Notes, Whew sorry if this will be a short one, A Friend of mine's Grandpa died and I wanna make sure he's okay.

I am also working on a New Story Called StellarRWBY:The Peregrine's Rise

It'll revolve heavily around my own Empire, A Friend's Empire and our respective O.C's and Finally Remnant as a whole. Other than that read and review.

P.S I promise to make Chapter six Far longer next time, You have my promise.