Author's note: Before you read this, say this first: "It's been 3000 Years.", and also, RWBY belongs to Roosterteeth and the Real World belongs to us. Enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 11: Initiation.

Location: Syria-Iraq border.

Abu Kamal UN Military Headquarters, 1800 Hours.

"Alright, careful... careful."

"Hey Kerry, first day in the Middle East?"

"Nah, feels like I'm back in the US. I'm from Arizona."

"Careful, those medicines are fragile."

"Alright you sons of bitches! Get your rifles loaded. Today is your lucky day, we're going on a hell of a ride!"

"Oorah!"

Military personnel and civilians rushed around the area to prepare the Convoy before they departed from the small Syrian town of Abu Kamal.

The joint UN Convoy, consisting of German, British, and American soldiers, climbed onto their Humvees and APCs to protect twenty trucks each carrying forty tons of foreign aid and supplies.

In the meantime, a Huntress arrived with a USMC Officer.

"Is this the Convoy we need to protect?" she asked.

"Indeed ma'am," the officer answered. "There was an emergency call from an Iraqi town named Ana. The defenders are desperate; they were overrun by a swarm of Grimm and are waiting for a relief force."

"Then why isn't your Airfleet taking action?"

"Sorry ma'am, but the 13th US Airfleet is the only one stationed in Ramadi, and it must have to stay and defend that point due to a large swarm of Nevermores," he explained. "But Ana is one of the most important towns because it's where supplies can be delivered from Hadith to Ramadi, and then to New Baghdad. The aerial Grimm are surprisingly active in the larger areas of Iraq, and since three years ago most of our planes could be put in extreme danger when they enter low altitude, before they could drop those supplies."

"I see." She looked back at the Convoy, determined, and turned to the officer. "As part of Atlesian Special Reconnaissance Team, I will take full responsibility for the protection of the Convoy."

"Be careful out there ma'am."

The officer nodded before she left.

"Will do, sir."

"Sir!" One soldier came up to the USMC Officer and saluted. "The Mobile Unit Corps are ready; they've finished the preparations."

"Right, now the convoy can leave."

"Yes sir."

Winter felt a tremor in the ground and saw four sixty-foot-tall humanoid robots which bore a striking resemblance to the Mobile Suits of "GM's" from one of her favorite childhood shows, "Mobile Suit: Gundam." The Mobile Unit became a reality when Korean, Japanese and United States engineering and scientific corporations worked to create large humanoid exoskeletons in 2010, receiving help from Atlesian engineers to sort out the problems and maintenance.

In 2012, Hydro Electronics released their newest product to the U.S. military, then later on for international armed forces from all around the world, the RU-12. RU stood for "Regular Unit". There were other variants and names beyond the standard Mobile Units. The Mobile Units are meant to counter larger Grimm and provide protection for convoys. They were even suited in urban or suburban terrain, and could fight in human conflicts.

Winter wished to ride the mechs, but she has no training to pilot the humongous robot, despite her Huntress training.

'One day…' she sighed.

As the large metal gates opened to the wasteland, the convoy began to move out with the four Mobile Units. One of the pilots scanned the surrounding area with a wide-range radar and a Grimm-spotting software.

"Everything's clear, no Grimm movement."

Winter sat on top of the APC to watch the deserted landscape and also the Mobile Units jogging alongside the convoy heading towards Hadith.

USA, California, Californian Huntsmen Academy.

"Good morning you two blokes!"

"Ugh." Ren and Jaune groaned as they rose from their sleeping bags.

"That was very rough wakeup call Nora, and I was having an awesome dream." Jaune sighed. "Why did you have to wake me up?"

"Sometimes, we have to stick with reality rather than dreams," Ren remarked.

Later on, in the cafeteria.

"...So, today's the initiation huh," Jaune asked Ren nervously.

"Yup," he replied. "It will be like our previous Grimm hunt back in Oregon."

"And we'll get a lot of Grimm furs this time!" Nora added while slurping a pancake.

"I don't think we'll get furs," Jaune muttered incredulously before consuming his broccoli.

Later in the locker rooms.

"Say Ren, as far as I can remember, we need to make our own landing strategy, right?" Jaune asked.

"Yeah." Ren nodded.

"You'd better be careful with your landing strategy or else it'll break your legs!" Nora said optimistically with a smirk.

"Oh right." Jaune felt a shiver through his spine, remembering several landing strategies in his training in which he suffered some accidents. "Thanks for that remark, Nora."

"You're welcome, Jaune!" Nora smiled, then grabbed Ren's shoulder. "Come on Ren, let's go."

"In a second." Ren looked over to Jaune. "Oh, and Jaune, your jeans are unzipped."

"Oh right, thanks." Jaune flushed in embarrassment as he zipped it up.

As the two left left Jaune behind, he checked his weapon, Crocea Mors. Unknown to him, he was being watched by a red-haired girl with a ponytail.

"Hey~"

The redhead was caught off-guard by the voice, and she turned around to see an energetic blonde girl right in front of her.

"You're stalking him, hm~?" The blonde smiled mischievously.

"Ah! No, not at all… I was… um, looking around the lockers." The red-haired girl smiled nervously.

"Are you sure?" The blonde raised an eyebrow curiously.

"Yes." She nodded before the blonde held out her hand.

"The name's Yang Xiao Long."

"The name's-"

"Pyrrha Nikos, right?" Yang cut her off as Pyrrha's eye's widened. "I saw your match last year, it was great wasn't it?"

"Yes... it was." Pyrrha smiled sadly as she shook her hand. "It's nice to meet you."

"Oh my god!" Suddenly, someone nearly shouted, making Pyrrha jump in surprise. "I can't believe that I was able to meet a champion all the way from Mistral! My name is Weiss Schnee."

"Uh, hello," Pyrrha said with a nervous smile. "It's also nice to meet you, Miss Schnee."

"I'm looking forward to working together after initiation," Weiss said cheerily.

"Umm, that sounds grand," Pyrrha answered, regarding the heiress curiously. "Maybe we could be great teammates."

"That's great!" Weiss clasped her hands together pleasantly, but deep within her, the sinister mind of the heiress spoke.

'This is perfect, PERFECT! As soon as initiation is finished, I'll team up with the strongest girl in class, and as the smartest girl in class, we will be unstoppable, we will be celebrities! Nothing can stop us now!'

"Uhh, are you okay?" Weiss snapped back into reality and looked back at the blonde brawler and the red-headed champion. Both of them were giving her some incredulous looks. "You don't look so good."

Weiss' eyes widened, then she stood firm and coughed a few times, composing herself.

"Of course I'm fine!" she answered with a smile. 'Of course I'm not!'

In another part of the locker room, Richard pulled his sword out of his locker and checked it before Ruby came along.

"Hey Richie!" Ruby called out while skidding to him. "So... it's initiation day, right?"

"Mhm." He nodded before slinging his weapon by his shoulder. "Make sure to get everything prepared."

"Okay, good luck!" Ruby said as she left.

"You too, stay safe." Richard smiled to he really while giving her a thumbs up.

En Route to Hadith, 2000 Hours.

It was evening. Travelling at night through Grimm territory was dangerous for anyone alone, but the Convoy lead was determined and ordered his men to watch for keep watch for any Grimm presences. They slowly made their way through the mountainous terrain while the Mobile Units nearby scanned the area for hostiles.

*BEEP!*

"Huh?" The pilot inside the cockpit examined his Mobile Unit's radar. Dozens of red dots appeared, so he contacted the command truck.

"Sir, we got hostiles."

["Insurrectionists or Grimm?"] Command asked.

Then several more dots appeared, fifty, then one hundred, then three hundred. His stomach dropped. Insurrectionists didn't have such numbers. He turned on the heat sensors and saw hundreds of Beowolves coming straight towards them.

"Oh shit, We got Grimm inbound!"

In the Convoy, Marines and international troops retreated into their vehicles as the Mobile Units covered the group. Winter was atop of an APC to overlook the area's obscured by darkness, until someone called out an order.

"Release flares!"

Five flares shot out from each APC as the troops and the Huntress carefully looked into the darkness. Hundreds of red eyes opened and the soldiers raised their guns.

"Open fire!"

The guns produced thunderous roars and hot lead against their monstrous foes. The Grimm retaliated by making a blind charge into the no-man's land. A Deathstalker rose from the ground and charged against the convoy, but it was met by a 100mm that tore the giant scorpion into pieces.

"Call air support for backup, they won't stop coming!" shouted the Captain.

"Right," The radioman acknowledged and pulled out a radio. "HQ, we need some aerial backup!"

Meanwhile, Winter slid over the ground as if it were ice, and with her speed, she cut down a handful of Beowolves in her way. Suddenly, another Deathstalker came by and pounced at the Huntress with it's stinger, but before it struck, a large shield blocked its attack. Winter smirked and looked up at the giant mech. The RU-12 swung its shield and flipped the Deathstalker into the air before shooting it, leaving the scorpion falling through the air with a giant hole in the middle.

Winter cast a single door-sized glyph and a large snow-colored Beowolf emerged.

"Sick 'em boy," Winter ordered.

The blue Beowulf howled and clashed against the hoard. It was outnumbered, but Winter reinforced her familiar with an inhuman strength and speed. She counted some thirty Grimms or more, which were destroyed by her familiar before she heard mechanical hums from the sky. Two Apaches had arrived to annihilate the remaining Grimm before unleashing a fiery roar of lead and explosions.

"I'd better get some sleep." She sighed while sheathing her sword and walked back as an explosion detonated behind several yards behind her, yet her Aura protected her from the blast's splinters. "Maybe a cup of coffee."

"Hell yeah! WHOOO!" A US Marine yelled as he raised his rifle victoriously. "Take that you sons of bitches!"

"Fuck yeah!"

"OORAH!"

Winter just stood there, dumbfounded by their language profanity. She couldn't help chuckle at the cheering international soldiers.

'Truly, a bunch of misfits.'

USA, California, Mt. Diablo.

Mount Diablo, a place where American Huntsmen and Huntresses proved their worth to become a guardian of humanity. A group of students lined up, facing the mountain while Professor Ryan came up to them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Diablo. During your initiation, you will be teamed up with somebody the moment you made eye contact."

"Huh?" Ruby Rose asked, confused.

"That person will be your partner for four entire years," he finished.

"W-What?!" Ruby stared at Ryan in disbelief. 'I might be stuck with a partner that I don't even know?!'

"Mount Diablo is a place where you can prove your worth as Huntsmen. And no, we are not here for Grimm hunting." Ryan pointed at the mountain. "Your mission is to go to the top of the mountain, obtain objects known as 'relics,' and get back here. Do not take too many unnecessary risks, or the result will be your death."

At this moment, Jaune gulped to the last sentence.

"Are there any question?" he asked, until Jaune raised his hand. "Good, take your position."

"Um, Professor Ryan, sir?" Jaune asked. "What will we get by obtaining the relics?"

At that moment, a student was sent soaring through the air.

"Well... You will be teamed up with another pair." Ryan answered.

Then another student was sent flying.

"But how will that work?" Jaune asked.

On that moment, Ren was send flying before Nora, who screamed in glee.

"When two relics match, a team will be formed."

Richard, Aiden and then Yang were sent flying off. Ruby smirked at Jaune before her platform sent her flying too.

"But who will be the leader-AAAAAH!"

Jaune was suddenly interrupted by the platform that sent him flailing hundreds of meters away. Ryan chuckled as Jaune kept flailing and looked back at Mina.

"Are the cameras online?"

"Yep, They are." Mina said in an unamused tone. "This year is gonna be full of misfits."

"Yes, it is." Ryan chuckled again.

Meanwhile in Mount Diablo...

"...aaaaaaaAAAAAAHHH!"

Jaune flailed through the air like a frantic madman. He was very high above the forest and by god, he needed to think fast before his face crashed painfully into some trees.

'Think Jaune! Think!' His mind raced, and then a lightbulb appeared. "I GOT IT!"

Jaune pushed his feet forward and unsheathed his sword, like what Ren did in his training, and pinned his blade against a nearby tree and swung his body onto a larger branch.

"Uff, that was close." Jaune stood up.

Yet, there was a crack under his feet and he realized that the tree branch was going to break under his weight.

"Oh god no." Jaune said in deadpan as it broke.

He fell with a hysterical cry and then his face met the ground. He groaned in pain and groggily stood up.

"That... hurts." He sighed while brushing leaves from his jacket. "Now where am I-"

*GROWL*

Jaune's sentence was interrupted by a growl. He slowly turned around and spotted several red eyes. Several Beowolves stepped out from the shadows, and Jaune immediately made a fighting stance.

'Damn, first the flying landing strategy, and then my face got planted into the ground, and now this?' He shook his head. "I have some serious bad luck, don't I?"

The Beowulf roared at the young Huntsman-in-training, and one charged at him, slashing with its claw, but Jaune ducked down and thrusted his sword into the Beowolf's neck. The second pounced, but he rolled backwards from the Grimm's surprise attack.

"Well, this seems easy," Jaune muttered to himself.

The same Grimm pounced once more, but was met by a wall of metal. Jaune moved his shield and slashed horizontally across the Beowolf's body. As it fell and stars to dissolve, the last Beowulf made a last-ditch attempt to attack him, but Jaune caught it in a flash, striking his shield against the Beowolf's skull and sending the creature to the ground. He ended the creature's life with his sword in its neck.

"Phew, that wasn't really that hard," he said exhaustedly while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Unfortunately, his celebration was cut short by another growl, and he turned back in another defensive stance. He frowned as he looked up at a larger Grimm with the appearance of a bear.

"Oh give me a break, not you!"

The Ursa's roar echoed throughout the forest and made Jaune shiver. In the meantime, a single red-headed girl with a ponytail stood on a tree branch, aiming her rifle at the Grimm.

And fired…

*BANG!*

Chapter Ends

Author's Note: Well it's been several months and I've gone busy, nowadays, for now on, as I promised earlier that I've send Chapter 11 had been fulfilled, Now I should write a story that I had been focusing on was GUNDAM Assault: Witch Universe.

It's a Crossover between Strike Witches and Gundam from Universal Century with some multi-crossover elements.

The plot goes in a similar, yet an alternate Strike Witches Universe merged with the Original Strike Witches Universe, but with large humanoid Neuroi's, mechs, Wizards and also Witches, this time, Witches with Skirts AND Short pants.

If you're interested, Read it whenever you have time.

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