Act 2-2: Midnight Raid

Before this, I'd like to say this:

HOLY FUCK HOLY FUCK RWBY VOLUME 4 FINALLY FUCK YES.

Also, I hold executive rights over calling it. Two days, bitches. TWO FUCKING DAYS. The trailer released Oct. 3, I posted Oct. 1 asking about it… I am now fucking omniscient. I'm now expecting Valve to start hyping Half-Life 3 now. The Rapture is coming. Supposedly. I'm just late in writing about it. Fuck you, still got the rights.

Enough of me going nuts over predicting RWBY, more me writing a crossover with RWBY.

"So, we were hunting the Emeralds again?"

"In the story, or now?"

"Now." Knuckles said. "We do need to get back to Mobius, correct? And stop Eggman from getting his hands on them?"

"Yeeeeeessss…." Jawsome said, "But that can wait, since Blake's become obsessed over what these White Fang guys are spending their time on." He pointedly looked at the catgirl, who had made one of those string theory boards linking a symbol, a train, a robot, and the words 'Adam' and 'Tacos'. Whoops, that was dinner. JSKT were hanging in their hammocks, literally, Jawsome and Knuckles watching the Faunus pace, Sonic was scrolling through his... Scroll, Tails was sleep (from what he'd said anyway.) Ruby and Yang were playing a fighting game, and Weiss was reading some notes. It was dark outside. The scene had a homey aspect to it, yet Jawsome was reminded of the barracks back on the other Mobius. He privately hoped that the Time Devourer had wiped that alternate timeline from existence.

"I know what they're doing next. They're going to hit the docks." Blake said suddenly.

"What for?" Sonic said lazily. Tails curled up a little more.

"That's where Dust is stored before the shops get it, and after the ships unload it." Blake circled an area on the map. "They're going to try to get it all."

"Try?" Weiss asked.

"I'm going to stop them. The White Fang, working with humans…"Blake shuddered. "That's worse than when I saw…" She trailed off.

"Yeah-hah, no." Sonic said. "You are not going." Blake didn't seem happy at that.

"But this is important! The are planning something, I know!"

"Unless Eggman is involved, we aren't going." Knuckles pointed out. "When Sonic makes up his mind, he gets stubborn."

"I do not."

"Case in point."

Blake, seemingly done with the conversation, walked out, muttering something about the bathroom and 'no-good-other-dimension-f-"

Sorry. Censors made a round.

Anyway, Blake had left. Sighing, Jawsome hopped down, grabbed his Pyrobuster and Dragonbone Blade (He kept the thing, and he called it that, dammit. No, I don't know why either. Bone swords are cool though.) and walked out after Blake.

Jawsome finally found her on top of a storehouse at the docks. She was totally silent, and when Jawsome peered over the edge, he could see why. Masked Faunus were patrolling the area, while in the middle of it all, walking from the middle hovercraft…

That guy. From his first day on Remnant.

And even worse; Eggman. Crap. Jawsome was prepared to warn Blake when she leaped off the roof, bow off of her head and fluttering in her left hand as in her right she held Gambol Shroud, moving at a speed even Sonic would be impressed at, holding the blade to the thief's neck. Jawsome could now see why she wore the bow. On her head, was a pair of cat ears.

I hear crying for whatever reason, and… Eww. No you do not want to know. It sounds like… Jesus christ, get these fucks out of here!

Thank you. This is not porn.

Ahem, we return to Blake holding Gambol Shroud to the thief's throat, aiming the machine pistol part at Eggman.

"Brothers of the White Fang, why do you work with this scum?" Blake asked the masked Faunus, which had their weapons trained on her.

"Why, it's quite simple." The guy said."We have a deal. I plan, they carry out, he" He pointed at Eggman "does…. Something."

"And what we've detected here is something we would all want." Eggman said. We would…. Jawsome's eyes widened. There was a Chaos or Sol Emerald around here!

"You mean one of those Emeralds?" Blake asked.

"Precisely. I presume my irritating nemeses are here than?"

"Right you are, Eggy." Jawsome leaped down, drawing his swords.

"Oho. You've changed quite a bit." Eggman said.

"Yeah, and I think we've got a little score to settle." Jawsome replied, pointing the Pyrobuster at the egg-shaped man.

"We do." The scientist's glasses glinted.

"Sirs! We have found this…" A White Fang grunt came running back, holding a Sol Emerald and a Chaos Emerald. Fast as lightning, Jawsome put his swords on his back, raced over, and grabbed the Emeralds, zooming right back to his spot.

"And I believe we have what we're looking for." He said, flipping the Emeralds. Blake let the thief go. "But first, what's your name, so I can know before we go?"

"Heh, not bad kitty. Torchwick. Roman." Roman said, rubbing his throat.

"Well than, it's time to-" Jawsome was drowned out by the whine of more hoverjets arriving.

"Yeah, but see, we have reserves." Torchwick chuckled. "Always wanted to say that. Meet the G-101 Beowulf." The hoverjets's doors opened, revealing robots that looked like Grimm.

"We don't have time for this." Blake said.

"But, we do." Eggman said. "All units, attack!" The robot Grimm unloaded in single file, before charging the two cornered fighters. Jawsome put the Emeralds into his quills, drew his swords, and settled into his ready stance. Blake readied herself as well.

Act 2-2 Complete! Emblems: 10

A Note from Jawsome: Yehah, new chapter. Also, I called RWBY Volume 4, not fucking letting it go. So, what do you guys think of having a non-canon series where I do shit in character? And by do I mean read, watch, and MST it.

Why? Why Not? Yes.

The Pyro Jawsome