Hello, i have had enough of the way my fic is going. So, I'm re-writing it. Here is the first NEW chapter.
as always, hope you enjoy, and i still need one mor OC. And it needs to be IMC. Specify what helmet and weapons he/she has please! I own neither RWBY nor titanfall. If i did, I'd be happy. And dead. From happiness.
3 months. 3 months he toiled away for the white fang. He was... a merc who rebelled and got himself a new job. As a white fang slave. His titan was painted white and had the white fang logo on in various places. Guardian, that's what the merc was called. and Guardian was working his ass off. I guess, that's just his luck. Till one day, a hunter attack commenced. It was not a drill, but a real huntsman team coming to liberate him. He hoped. A huntsman wearing a pilots helmet..? "Hey that's mine!" Guardian shouted, tackling the hunter and ripping the in-sealed helmet off, revealing a
black haired, red eyed man. Putting the helmet on, he helped the man up. "Sorry, i thought you were gonna keep it. I really don't want to be separated from it." The other man nodded. "The names Qrow. Ozpin sent me to a potential white fang base. I guess i found you instead."
"hey, you found a large robot? 'Cause he's mine. And weapons. A LOT of weapons."
"I'm sure we can find them." Said Qrow, in the sort of tone you would use to reassure a child. The pilot shock his head and sprinted of, waving a hand as a sort of 'come on!'
gesture. The pair ran first to the armoury, where a crate full of stuff was found. It was marked with the militia emblem and his own. His own consisted of akimbo from titanfall 1, and the words 'come take it' written underneath, on the background of a pilots helmet. Guardians helmet. He wore the sonar blade helmet and the lava camo.
dragging the crate to the hangar, a beacon bullhead awaited with the Titan crouching next to it. The titan was a 30ft vanguard class currently running ronin kit. Another bullhead came to accommodate the rest of the gear. Every single gun available to IMC and militia was in one crate, and every titan weapon in another. The pilot took his titan and said "see you at beacon?" The huntsman nodded yes and the two bullheads left, with the tian/pilot duo following on foot. Well, alls well that ends well right? Though, a girl who recently defected stood by a tree, a large black bow fluttering in the breeze. She smelt the boy, the smell of a wolf overwhelming any other smell the boy gave off. She pondered this, and left. Was it possible that this was THE Guardian? AKA, Thorn.
hope you enjoyed! BYEEE!