Azeroth: Nyarlathotep will likely get pissed at me for saying this, but Miandui is actually one of the more peaceful of Nyarlathotep's thousand faces.

As for other Cthulhu Mythos monsters, Star-Spawn, introduced in the last chapter, are monsters from the Mythos as well.

Read Dark Waters, by MrDrProfessor4. Weiss... Suffice it to say, she doesn't have a major role in the story. At all. Because of Star-Spawn.

A few more will show up. Some will kill to obtain disguises. Others won't. As for Randall Flagg being the password, a combination of Star-Spawn, Shantak, Night-Gaunts, Mi-Go, Ghouls, Gasts, Gugs, and many other creatures, have been sent to Remnant for one reason, and one reason only: Kill Nyarlathotep, AKA Miandui Ta.

And they are idiots. Mostly. Some of the greater creatures, the Mi-Go, and Night-Gaunts in particular, have some tactical experience, and their plans are rather well written.

Miandui has allies, however. Ones even THEY wouldn't expect.

Specifically?

Well, you're about to meet them.

Cue the shock and awe, as the Seer, The Writer, and the Dreamer, enter the floor!

First, a quote:

"The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown." - H.P. Lovecraft

Three people fell from the sky, and landed on their faces.

All three were male teenagers.

It took a few moments before any of them moved.

The first was a blonde, youngish, and wearing glasses. His eyes were blue.

The second to move was a brown-haired teen. He carried a book, which he clutched to his chest. His eyes were brown as his hair, and haunted.

The third figure was the eldest of the three, or seemed it.

His face was pale, gaunt and stretched. This seemingly-elderness was accentuated by his black eyes and hair.

The three examined each other.

The blonde spoke. "Well, standing here isn't going to get us anywhere. Who are you two?"

The brown-haired one, the shortest of the three by a head, looked at the blonde suspiciously. He sighed, but did not relax his grip on the book. "My name is Abdul Alhazred."

The two others reacted as if slapped.

A look of pure shock was on the gaunt one, while the blonde one was filled with excitement.

"The writer of 'Al Azif'"? He asked, hoping for a yes.

Abdul stared at the blonde for several moments, before quietly asking "Are you one of the Other Gods?"

A look of disgust, fear, and shock passed over the blonde's face. "Never! One of them killed my friend, Harley Warren!" The blonde looked down, in fear. "I believe it to have been the Haunter who did it..."

Abdul still suspicious, but less so. "Your name?"

The blonde quietly answered. "Randolph. Randolph Carter."

The member of the trio who had not yet spoken asked a question. "Of Arkham, Massachusetts?"

Randolph turned to the unnamed black-haired male. "Yes... Who are you?"

The final member of the trio took a deep breath. "My name is Howard Phillips Lovecraft. I am a writer."

"A writer of what?" asked Abdul, genuinely curious.

Howard looked at the two. "Fiction. Or, so I thought until this moment."

Randolph's brow furrowed. "What makes you say that?"

"The main character of a few of my stories was a Randolph Carter who was a one-time student of Miskatonic University in Arkham."

Randolph's eyes widened. But Howard wasn't done yet.

"And one of the most dangerous artifacts in my stories, was a book." Howard turned toward Abdul. "While known as the Necromicon in English, it's original name was 'Al Azif', written by a mad Arabian poet named Abdul Alhazred".

The two 'fictional' characters stared at their 'creator'.

Howard sighed. "Come on. We need to find some sign of civilization. I'll tell you some of the stories on the way." He turned, and began walking.

Abdul and Randolph looked at each other for a moment, shrugged, then ran after Howard.

Miandui ate the raw, and quite bloody, meat she had asked for with her bare hands.

She could feel the open stares of teams RWBY and JNPR on her.

She could feel the tension as team CFVY kept an eye on Cardin Winchester and his cronies.

And she could feel the confusion of both Emerald Sustrai and Mercury Black as they tried to contact Cinder.

Miandui tried to remember if Cinder had managed to extract herself from the wall of the warehouse.

She couldn't. So, she shrugged, and ate more raw meat.

Ruby leaned forward. "Is... that... healthy?"

Ren shrugged. "Perhaps its part of her Semblance. She did shield you all from Myrtenaster exploding."

Jaune put his elbows on the table. "Yeah, but what kind of Semblance lets you steal a weapon from someone, get hit with a massive blast of Dust, and walk away the next day?"

"High-speed regeneration." Said Nora. "It's a conspiracy! She's an alien from outer space!"

At this, Miandui looked up, from seven tables away, and began staring at Nora.

"See? She's also got super-hearing! The meat allows her to regenerate cause of the properties of meat!"

After everyone looked at Nora, Pyrrha nodded. "Maybe not an alien, but that actually does make sense. Protein does build and regenerate tissues. Her Semblance must take a massive toll on the body."

Simultaneously, all members got a message from Professor Ozpin.

Ruby read it aloud. "Please come up to my office. We need to discuss Miss Ta."

Yang shrugged. "We already got lectured by Goodwitch for Myrtenaster. Must be something about her."

Blake nodded, then turned to Weiss, who had still not entirely recovered from accidentally almost killing someone.

Weiss spoke weakly. "I'm okay. Let's go."

Azeroth: Yeah, that just happened.

And Nora is always correct. Let's just accept that now.