AN: Sorry for getting this up so late, I have a lot on my plate right now. So I made this a bit longer at just under 3K words. This officially marks the end of the pre written chapters. I have maybe one left if a work my ass off to get it finished for next week. So I've decided to take things a bit different here as exactly where in the time line this is happening is stil up for debate. Anyways hope you enjoy, it took way to much time to write this crap. If I fuck up let me know so I can attempt at fixing it. And if for some reason your enjoying the shit show that is WttW follow this story.
G658244 out.
Beacon.
Team RWBY and JNPR ,along with most of the staff, had been running through pretty much the entirety of Beacon for the past hour and a half in an attempt to find the missing Fireteam. Eventually they had regrouped at the door for the fireteam's barracks
"There's no sign of them anywhere." Said a tired Ruby.
Ren asked "Did any of us check their room?" The group looked to Ruby. She started to poke her fingers together.
"Of course we did. But let's uh double check right?" Weiss face palmed. Ruby nervously knocked on the door and was surprised when it slowly swung open. The gathered teams peered eagerly inside to find. Nothing.
The noticed the hasty patched hole near the closet. Everyone marveled at the amount of guns placed around the room. Yang and Nora unsurprisingly seemed fascinated by the M67. Jaune was inspecting what seemed to be a shelf filled with knives. Ruby was looking at the still disassembled M240B . Weiss was attempting to read the inscription on the sheath of Krauss's sword. But it was in runic, so for once she had absolutely no clue what it meant. Pyhrra was staring at the 55 gallon drum in the corner, wondering what it's use was. Blake moved to the table after passing the massive support weapon, she saw the stack of scrolls that probably belonged to Airborne. She picked up one with a piece of tape that read 'Staff, Play Me.' "What's this?" She clicked the play button, soon Krauss voice rose above a lot of background noise.
"Hey Ozpin since we almost killed a kid we're going to lay low for a bit." A loud clang was heard followed by something unintelligible. " John leave the Thomson. Uh anyways if you need us we'll be on patrol in the forest, follow the markers."
Adam's voice cut in" one of your pilots will know the LZ and EZs. Make sure none of the kids come after us please, we don't know if we can keep them safe." The tape ended.
"I Guess we found them then." Said Jaune
"What are we going to tell Ozpin?" Asked Ren
"That Airborne just committed suicide?" Replied Yang
"Come on guys we can still find them, they said the left markers and everything."
"Ruby did you not just hear them they said not to go after them."
"Well what are we supposed to do, let them die!"
Weiss huffed angrily "You know full well I didn't mean it that way."
Jaune broke up the argument before it could begin. "Guys look at this." He held up a single bullet from Krauss's rifle. Ruby zipped over and picked up a round herself."This is wrong."
Yang inspected the round and found nothing wrong. "What do you mean sis?"
"The casing is marked 7.62x51 mm. the bullet is closer to 9.5 by." She gently pried the bullet out of the brass spilling a bit of the propellant." 63mm though" (She a gun nut, she should be able to recognize a bullet's dimensions.)
"Is that why Cardin's aura failed?"
Ren shook his head."while it's a significant increase in terms of bullets, it still wouldn't be enough to do that."
"While this is interesting we need to help Airborne" said Ruby
Weiss looked at the small bit of powder that had come out of the casing Ruby opened. "That doesn't look like any dust I'm aware of." She turned to address Ruby but found a half dozen rose petals slowly floating to the ground in stead. "Come on let's find her before she gets in trouble." The teens dashed to the hanger
Emerald Forest. Bravo Site.
After finding that the original site was recently flooded, they moved three miles to the east to Bravo site. It was much better, the men had hoisted themselves into a tree that was a good twenty feet higher than the surrounding vegetation. Currently Krauss was switching places with Wilhelm at the top. The two were instructed to act as look outs. Lower down and only just breaching the canopy surrounding them, was Adam, who was cooking a stew in his and Jonathan's helmets. (There're nicknamed steel pots, I bet somewhere someone took the name a bit literally.) Jonathan sat in the lowest branches as a lookout for any ground movement. As the sun started to set, Adam passed out the stew. It was thick, but hearty and quite tasty. They quietly admired to setting sun. Suddenly Krauss stood up and grabbed his binoculars.
"I told them not to follow."
"What?" Asked Adam he passed the spoon off to Wilhelm and scrambled to Krauss's perch.
"Bullhead. Bearing uh 335 and closing." He pointed and he handed to binocs over to the Lt.
"Krauss, Please tell me that isn't students." Krauss was looking for the field radio he had been carrying.
" I'll find out. What's our call sign?"
"Your Airborne 1-3 we talked about this."
"Airborne 1-3 to approaching bullhead you are entering a restricted airspace. Turn back now."
"William you do not have power to declare a restricted area on my property." They blanched that was ozpin's voice! they were well and truly up shit Creek without a paddle now.
"You're not coming after us for anything unpleasant right?"
"No. Though I would like to know where you are." A silent conversation passed between the two men.
"We'll light a flare." Adam cracked open the flare gun he held and checked the load. Seeing the correct load he pointed it straight up and pulled the trigger. The harsh pale light of the flare illuminated the surrounding area quite well and the bullhead soon changed course. Krauss pulled a flashlight out and slowly waved it to continue to guide them in. The bullhead quickly zeroed in on their tree and pulled alongside it. Ozpin hopped off and walked down a branch to the center were Wilhelm was sitting. "Mr. Studet, could you please." The rest of his sentence was cut off as Adam landed on the above branch with a thud.
"Ozpin, is there a problem? I believe we left a message. was it unclear?" Adam's grin was quite noticeable in the falling gloom.
Ozpin resisted the urge to facepalm "Lieutenant, please refrain from running out on patrol, what happened was an accident from lack of information on both ends. Though I'm here on a different matter. Teams RWBY and JNPR are missing." The two soldiers looked at each other then up. A "Sergeant!" Was voiced.
The reply was a slightly sarcastic "What? Did Jonathan get stuck again?"
Lower down the tree a faint "Fuck you." Was heard
"Shitcan it private. Krauss what did you leave on the tape? "
A moment of silence passed. "Sorry we almost killed that kid, we're going to lay low for a few days. If you need us we'll be on patrol follow the marketers, Uh don't let the kids follow us."
Ozpin sighed "William you know that was basically challenging them to follow you."
Wilhelm was puzzled. "Why would that be a challenge? The couldn't even had heard the message it was on the table and the door was… Unlocked."
The two airborne realized that the teens would have no idea what the markers would say. Runic was a completely unknown alphabet and even if the pilot had heard about their first camp, they had moved to bravo site.
Adam was a step ahead "Wilhelm, Jonathan" the two looked to him." Move back to the old site look for any sign of the kids." He looked up to Krauss's perch. "Krauss search along our previous path and beyond in case they overshot." The two gunners scrambled down into the green below and set out a fast jog, their flashlights fading into the dark.
Krauss was trying to set his secondary, starlight scope up but the gentle rain was screwing with the thermal effects. Mumbling curses under his breath he started to pan the weapon along the path they had taken. He saw the two fuzzy blobs that represented Wilhelm and Jonathan, and a few tiny spots that represented large birds and such. On the second sweep a small area near alpha site suddenly lit up, then faded quickly. As the remaining heat dissipated, he could make out two human shapes. Lowering his rifle He immediately grabbed the radios headset.
"Wilhelm I just." The rest of his statement was cut off. The position he was about to call out was light up in a brilliant burst of orange light. A split second later a loud bang was heard. Krauss quickly checked his scope the two figures were both laying on the ground.
"Run to alpha site NOW, I think we just found some more people from Earth."
Ozpin and Adam were flying in a search pattern with the bullhead. So they both saw the massive heat bloom. When the bullhead picked up the transmission, Adam immediately sought more information.
"Krauss are they far from where the others are?"
The radio let out an odd sound before letting them hear Krauss's reply.
"One of them is definitely dead, I barely see his heat sig, the other one's… flamethrower."
Ozpin and Adam naturally didn't quite understand. Ozpin asked. "What do you mean."
"One of them had a flamethrower, that's what that heat bloom was. That puts them in WW1 or the Pacific front."
"How close are Jonathan and Wilhelm?" Asked Adam.
"Uh only a few hundred yards now."
Back in the tree, Krauss continued to scan the surrounding in both thermal and night vision. He finally found a group of eight human sized targets. The area around them chaotically fluctuating in temperature .He reached for the radio and started talking to the ground team.
"You two jug heads at alpha site yet?"
Wilhelm replied promptly "Ja these uniforms, they are definitely WW1."
"Any ID on them."
"Uh the American is ,heh, John Doe." A pause when the through. "It looks like he was a shotgunner, though his trench guns seems oversized. Uh wait one."
"What? something interesting I hope."
Wilhelm's reply was not what he was expecting. "It seems that this one is chambered in 8 gauge."
Krauss grinned, he had always wanted an 8 gauge, but "stupid anti fun laws" (Yes I would love to have an 8 gauge. You'd be able to shred anything! Plus Cannons.) had stopped him from even really looking for one. He asked "Ok so who is the other guy?"
"No clue, his ID disk was hit by the shotgun, though he's German and sees to have a full flamethrower tank."
What the soldiers were not expecting was for Ozpin to call out."Shotgun." Had Ozpin just called dibs on a dead man's gun? Well better grab it while they still could.
Krauss letting his inner pyro, Well just pyro would be a better term out, Shouted in the mic "Mien Flammenwerfer."
An array of interesting swears came over the mic.
"Guys enough. I think I found the HVTs. They're about a kilometer from Wilhelm's position. Uh my bearing is 275, yours should be 150ish." the transport swiftly moved to collect the three ground members of Airborne and moved to the lost team's position.
The raging inferno around around the two teams was only rivaled by the massive amounts of ice littering the clearing. It was making a lot of people look like idiots for not spotting it sooner. Ruby was little more the a red blur in the dark the scythe trailing behind her collecting arms, legs, and heads. The inferno that was Yang was standing atop a sizable mound of dead and dissolving grimm, shotguns and fists seeming to make an unbreakable wall. Nora was laughing as she crushed grimm with her hammer, the grimm even backed away slightly when near her. Ren and Blake's ambushes toppled all but the quickest of the grimm. Near the center the three swords or Jaune, Pyrrha, and Weiss flashed and cut through grimm with ridiculous speed. They were doing exceptionally well but they were growing tired. They had been fighting and searching for a few hours now. Ren was now on the defensive, pistols blazing. Yang had stopped shooting, Ruby had even slowed down to the point where someone could almost keep pace with her. Weiss was only meleeing her opponents. then things started to get real bad, a massive Ursa Major appeared. It must have been twenty feet tall, there was no way they could kill it. At full power they probably could have, but after several hours of exhausting work? Not going to happen. Their savior appeared in a hail of high velocity lead.
Inside the bullhead Wilhelm and Jonathan lay side by side, Machine guns pointing out of the door. Krauss and Adam stood ready beside them.
"FIRE!" triggers were squeezed and a hail of rounds fell to the earth. The steady, measured reports of the american guns mixed with odd cracking of the FG-42. The forest seemed to wither under the bombardment. The Bullhead flew in low and dropped the fireteam. Landing, the three men proceeded to fire on anything nonhuman. Adam had taken the 1887 and was blasting Grimm with 8 gauged vengeance. The Grimm came apart in ribbons. Jonathan had set up just right to cut off the advancing Grimm. Adam hurried the kids toward the waiting transport. Wilhelm and Krauss placed shots center mass on the Grimm from the bullhead's open door. The fast, Accurate shooting saved Yang from the task of finding a new spine as they boarded.
With arrival of the bullhead and Airborne, the teens were secured and safe once more. They could tell they were in serious trouble. The brief stop to pick up two white sheets only raised the amount of dread they felt. The ride was utterly silent. The only thing they could make out was a few tiny squeaks from the Flammenwerfer and that Krauss and Wilhelm were inspecting accompanied by whispered German. They had made it back to Bravo site in a minute. Airborne hopped out to gather any of the equipment left in the tree. After they squared away the gear the bullhead turned back to Beacon.
After arriving the three teams were marched up to the cog office where they began to discuss the cluster fuck that was the evening. Ozpin began by reading off the LONG list of rules they broke.
"Fireteam Airborne." The men stood and snapped to attention. "You broke curfew, planned to ditched classes for three days, forged my signature, stole a bullhead, decided that patrolling the Emerald Forest in the middle of the night would be an effective use of your time, and nearly killed a student." Adam and the rest stood perfectly still." You are hereby prohibited from sparring with any students till I figure out what happened. You will be writing a through essay of what you were thinking while confined to your room for the next three days when out of class. Am I understood?"
Adam went to reason with the professor, but he would have none of it. "Sir if you."
Ozpin roared back"AM I UNDERSTOOD LIEUTENANT!" The kids flinched, they had never heard Ozpin raze his voice above that of a calm conversation. Airborne somehow, stood straighter and chorused
"SIR, YES SIR!"
Ozpin seemed to deflate.
"At ease." Airborne knew damn well not to even blink." Teams RWBY and JNPR."
The other two teams stiffened preparing for the worst.
"You will be joining fireteam Airborne in their punishment. Why you did not simply inform a member of staff of what happened is beyond me. Airborne even instructed you not to follow them. What Airborne did was incredibly stupid at best, but, they are composed of combat veterans who are trained and equipped to undertake such a task. You eight while strong and incredibly gifted, are not even finished with your first year of training."
Ruby and Jaune, the kind hearted souls they were tried to shift the blame. "Professor this is my fault." They said nearly simultaneously.
"Maybe it is. Maybe it is Your team's fault for following the two of you. Or is it Airborne's for shooting Mr. Winchester and running, perhaps it is even my fault for not taking the massive difference between our worlds into consideration. I hope you understand the folly of your actions, all of you. William."
Krauss turned to face Ozpin."Sir?"
"Fire damage is one of the few things my assistant can not readily repair."
Krauss shifted guilty, and the flammenwerfer tank on his back made a faint sloshing sound.
"You are dismissed." RWBY and JNPR walked out with Airborne hot on their heels. "Airborne, make sure they get some food." The four men nodded and exited the room.
