Hello to all! Sorry, this took so long to get out and it's so short. Wrath is by far the most complex character among our Guardians here. The chapter is rather short because otherwise, this would be just a massive redo of the information we gain about Remnant through the series which I feel would be boring. I will probably have Spectre react to a lot of it mostly because he is by far the most disconnected of the bunch. Anyway, I'll shut up and let you get into it.

Wrath plummeted towards the ground, his Ghost tried to wake the falling Warlock, his optics didn't open until he hit the water pain shooting through him. He awoke from death on the bottom of the seabed. He was only about thirty feet below the ocean luckily he could have fallen into a deep sea trench instead of along a coastline as it seemed. Unable to speak under the sea he slowly began to trundle forward following the slope of the ocean.

As he slowly emerged along the craggy rock filled beach, the worn gray coated Exo slowly peering forward he thought he saw a small outpost up ahead. "Nera, run a scan." Mumbled the Exo as took a seat on the beach tossing driftwood together in a pile. "Tell me about the stars here, I'll make a fire." He spoke wanting to dry his robes and check his weapons before he headed toward whatever those buildings were.

As Nera made her scans of the stars above, Wrath meanwhile summoned his power creating just enough solar energy to generate a fire. Letting his clothing dry as took a seat on a rock beside the fire. "I hope the others are alright... We should calculate the size of the planet and then create a search system... Of course, if they ended up under the ocean we might not be able to retrieve them." He sighed and leaned back shutting his eyes trying to think.

Ilia had just left her hideout along the beach, the young woman was in hiding avoiding Blake while Adam continued to work on taking over the White Fang completely. As she stepped out of her hideout looking at the handful of guards she kept on hand. Her eyes narrowed at the sight of smoke coming from the nearby beach. "You two with me." She waved a hand for two Faunus to follow her dawning her mask and shifting her skin color to try and make sure she wasn't recognized.

Wrath stretched out and Nera finished her scans. "I have found only a couple of matching stars... It would take a long time to deduct our location. Unless we get more information which will take months at least." She groaned and vanished as Wrath sitting up in his now dry robes he reached into his robe to get out his weapon and place at his side to wear it openly. As he started to rise he saw his motion tracker blip just once. He knew he was being stalked, he'd faced Spectre doing something similar with his fellow Hunter's when they fought for their factions in the crucible.

Wrath spun and drew the Chaperone as launched a solar grenade from his hand to attack his foe. As he spun the shotgun, Ilia launched herself from her spot to attack the strangely dressed man her two companions jumped aside as they felt the burning from the grenade. The slug impacted Ilia's chest as Wrath moved back summoning a healing rift as he flipped the gun over his hand. Standing across from her training the sights on her mask.

"Your good, nearly got the drop on me..." He muttered as he looked at her. "Of course I would prefer just to talk... I'm lost." He spoke, Ilia paused and then barked an order at him. "Remove your mask and disarm... We might let you live."

Wrath did as he was told, keeping his gun trained on her he pulled off his hood and revealed his mechanical face. "The name is Wrath, I'm not here to fight..." Ilia had been prepared for a human or Faunus but this... He was a machine or something like it, yet he'd summoned a fireball and seemed to be able to generate aura. Could this machine have a soul? "Hand over your weapons... We will interrogate you and learn the truth."

Wrath chuckled. "I'll happily answer questions, but I won't be a prisoner to those I don't even know." He spoke eyes moving two companions of hers that moved to her sides, he wondered why they all sported those strange masks. "I warn you... I'm very stubborn about dying." He pulled his strange mechanical mouth in a curt smile.

Ilia growled and lunged forward burying her blade in his chest, Wrath decided to let her have this lowering his gun... He'd give her something to fear afterward. He grunted as the blade buried deep in him. "Fool... You could have killed me."

"Better to teach you... This way." He spoke falling backwards, light vanishing from behind his eyes, as she turned back towards the others two who were with her to give them orders, she heard a massive thump from behind her a one of her two went down another ball of flames shot past setting the remaining on fire she felt a gun pressed into her spine. "Death is not my end, tell me can you return from death?"

"What are you? A monster?" She growled in fear and rage, he'd killed them both with no remorse. "Those were people."

Wrath chuckled and jabbed her back with the gun. "Sit down, we're going to have a talk. I want to know all about this world. As for killing... You ended my life I knew your intentions why should I not reciprocate?" He challenged as she sat on the dirt. We've got a long night of questions ahead... And remember, even if you were to kill me, I'd just come back angry."

Now, while I originally planned for Blake or Sun to appear in this chapter I scrapped and gave Shara meeting Yang the easy path. I also wanted Wrath to come across as much more dedicated and direct than his colleagues. Where Shara will punch you or Spectre might stalk you, Wrath kills you in the most efficient way possible then moves on.

Spectre: So... Can we back to the part everyone actually wants, Qrow dueling Winter in front of a bewildered and panicked Guardian.

Weiss: Yes and then get to giving Ruby and I some time as well.

Author: Ugh... Fine, fine I'll start work on the fight scene or better yet give the fight it's own chapter then write an actual chapter for plot reasons while Qrow and Winter take a back seat... Or are dragged away kicking and screaming.