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"My name is Summer Rose".

She stared at me straight in the eye as I held the fire iron at her throat, my instincts tell me to thrust the sharp end into her neck and be done with it. I can hear my blood roar through my ears and my heart beating faster as my adrenaline reaches it peak. But, against my instincts, I lower the fire iron down, placing it back in the fireplace stand, giving the woman a calming gesture.

The brunette told me to sit back down on the chair.

Hesitantly, I complied, relishing the warmth the fur-covered chair provided to my cybernetic body and the woman- who looked polite and kind in comparison to the technicians that maintain my body- sat down next to me on the wooden chair that I failed to notice earlier. My sensor scanned the items for trances of poison or hostile nanobots, of which the results came back negative. Summer grabbed the bandage roll, moving her hands towards my wound, I saw this and backed away.

She froze, "It's okay. Your wound needs to be bandaged again, you've been out for quite some time.", her smile and soft voice basked away any doubt I had about her kindness, believing she was tricking me and trying to sell me out to some nefarious plot...it's happened before. I relaxed and allowed her to change the metallic red cloth roll, her hands stained as the metal stuck to her fingers and I pity her as I knew that the artificial blood was extremely difficult to wash off, sometimes causing small cuts or iron overloads.

After she finished I asked, ""What happened? Where am I?", keeping to my usual blunt attitude that often annoyed the hell out of politicians or officers that I accompanied in the past, often muttering under their breath of how disrespectful I am, even though that attitude did pull them out of sticky situations.

"You're in my house, I was out with my husband making some errands in Patch. We heard gunfire and ran over to where you were at. You were unconscious and losing a lot of...blood, I think? I've never seen a person with a semblance like that.".

'Semblance', I thought confused and asked her, "Uh...what is a semblance? Also where is Patch, I don't think there is a city in Russia named that?", she looked at me with a confused look, "Russia? There is no kingdom called Russia. Also what do you mean by 'what is a semblance?', everyone has a semblance, isn't it why your body is made of metal?", I sit up and start explaining, "My body is cybernetic, it was made by the U.S centuries ago."

"U.S?"

"The U.S is a superpower in the past. But I like to ask, and this may freak you out: am I on Earth?"

Her face look as if she seen a ghost and replied, "No...your on Remnant. If you're talk-", she was cut off by the door opening and a man grumbling along with a "Mom!" in a childish voice that was utterly adorable. Before I could react, the woman in front of me was tackled by what seemed like a red blur. I sprung up and readied myself for combat until I realized that the brunette was...laughing.

"Ha ha...Ruby stop!" she was trying to get, from what I could tell, her daughter off her as she climbed like a monkey on sugar. She then took notice of me with her big silver eyes, a feature that I noticed in both her and her mother. She looked like a miniature version of her mother with exception of a thin strand of gray hair. With her right hand pointing at me, curiosity filling her eyes she asked her mother, "Who's that mommy?".

Before Summer could answer I heard a crash on the floor to my right, the gray-haired man, who smelled of alcohol, looked at me with steady eyes that scanned me from head to toe. My sensor's indicated that he too had no weapons and was, in fact, downstairs in the basement tucked away. Summer noticed this stance between me and her husband, "Qrow he's not a threat, he won't hurt us."

"Oh yeah? Then why was he surrounded by grim and- and what's up with that git?", the man placed with arms in a 90 degree angle with his right foot placed slightly behind his left, I saw this and ran a battle simulation of my likely hood of winning and- unsurprisingly- I'll still win. Summer replied, "Maybe he was hunting them down, there were equipment there. Perhaps he was protecting his friends or coworkers."

Silence...

It took a while before Qrow relaxed slightly, glancing at Summer who smiled with reassurance, before turning his attention at me, "I don't trust you." he started, "But it seems that Summer does. I don't really care what happens to you, but I'll let you stay here. First of all-" he lowered his arms but remaining his stance, "What's your name?".

I hesitated as saying my name would put me a step closer on their watch list and I only wanted to get back to Earth.

'The Portal!'

My head suddenly remembered the device that brought me and the scientist's to this world, only for the 'Grim' to attack and slaughter most of us. It was gone, the idea that I could never return to Earth caused me worry. Even if I didn't like my treatment there, at least there was structure in my cursed life and a chance to discover what the future would bring. However, I began to think that the portal collapsed and the technology to replicate it wouldn't be there until for millions of years.

'Maybe...maybe I could start anew; a new life.', I thought.

"Hey am still waiting for an answer; its either you answer or-", "Alex!", I said in a much louder voice than expected as the words flew out of my mouth before I could stop. Sighing as my cover was already blown I continued, "My name is Alexander Bruce, Cyber Operative of the United Nations Armed Forces.". Cautiously I slowly sat back down on the chair as both Qrow and Summer looked both confused. Summer turned to Ruby, "Honey go to your room. This...this is something for the adults to talk about.", the younger girl looked ready to respond to stay until her father pitched in, "Ruby. Go to your room, please'.

"Okay", the girl got up and ran hella fast upstairs, leaving a trail of rose petals.

"Damn she's fast."

"Alright kid, your not fooling me, let me set you straight: there is no 'United Nations'" with air quotes "here on Remnant. You're either crazy or trying to pull some jig. So you either spill the beans and say where you'll really from or get the hell out of here."

Desperate I told him everything as I told him about Earth, where it's at, the portal-.

"What portal?"

"That's how I got here. The U.N discovered a site that housed the portal and activated it. I was awaken from my cyro-chamber to escort a team of scientists, geologists, archaeologists and soldiers sent to gather information about this planet, your 'Grim' attacked after a argument ensued from a trio of privates. Not to mention that everyone was amazed of the landscape of this world.", Qrow and Summer looked baffled and asked further questions.

"So the Grim attacked?"

"Yes."

"Your group should have known that the Grim are attracted to negative emotions, the guys you'll talking about must have drawn them towards you."

"We didn't even know that the Grim existed, most of us only saw a uninhabited world that was discovered by accident. Look I have something that can convince you."

Activating my wrist mounted computer I pulled out a hologram giving details of my world. Qrow appeared to actually start believing that I wasn't some drug fueled lunatic, but when I pulled up the some of the weapons of the U.N- only ones that were small or normal looking such as the Type-301 Assault Rifle, Marral .45 Pistol and the intimidating J12-2209 "Basher" Heavy-Goliath Minigun- Summer immediately flooded me with more questions about the guns and the battle platforms of which I only showed the small Erinqe-3 Battle Mech. She drooled at the mention of all the guns, armor and other small details of the insignificant mech that was actually obsolete fifty years ago.

Knock...knock...knock...knock...

We all jumped at the sound as Qrow went to investigate with Summer telling me to stay put. Before Qrow could look through the peek-hole, the door swung open as a man was holding another man with...antlers?

The look on their faces were that of pure desperation and fear as I saw that the antler man was wounded, a deep gash in his side along with a twisted leg. His arm was tattoo with 54931-00394. The man without antlers saw Summer and pleaded-

"Ms. Rose. Thank goodness you're here."

Her face was filled with concern and worry as she stepped in front of Qrow, examining the antler man's wound. Qrow asked "What happened?"

"A-a Atlesian soldiers attacked the railroad, w-we bar-barely escaped."

A bullet shot through a antler, shattering it into small pieces.

A/N: I like to clear you guys up on two points:

1st: "Monkey on sugar" isn't a racial slur, I just couldn't think of how to describe five year old Ruby.

2nd: Summer's last name is Branwen, but these people knew her as Summer Rose and weren't informed that she was married to Qrow. Her official full name for this story is Summer Rose Branwen.

With that out of the way: thanks for reading!