[31st of August, New Valean Calendar]
[Beacon Academy, Vale]

Blake Belladonna was having an... Interesting day, to say the least. The start of her day consisted of some blonde guy emptying his stomach onto the floor of the transport airship to Beacon. Then, said guy accidentally knocked over the Schnee heiress (insert involuntary shiver), and then quite literally exploded a hole in the middle of the court yard.

But the girl kept yelling at him for an honest mistake, so Blake, being the kind person she is, stepped in to defuse the situation. By making a smart comment about the Schnee Dust Corporation's working ethics. So Schnee stormed off, leaving a satisfied Blake and an amused (albeit confused) blonde boy behind. She decided to help him up, since she's already helped him this much, and introduced herself.

She was beginning to regret introducing herself to this boy - who introduced himself as Jaune. Not that he was a bad guy, no! He was kind and funny, sure, but therein lies the problem.

See, for as long as she could remember, Blake was always nervous when put in social situations. It's not that she couldn't hold a conversation, she just had trouble speaking to people she hardly knew. Experiences in the past have always proven its best to stay on the sidelines and learn about a person before conversing with them. Otherwise, you could meet some unsavory people. Although, she supposed she should consider herself lucky. This boy wasn't, in fact, out to demean her or harm her in any way. He was just a socially awkward guy with a tendency to ramble and make a fool of himself.

"...and so my oldest sister, Amaterasu, made me dress up as a princess one Halloween so that..." Yeah, he really had a tendency to seem like a dunce. Blake let out a chuckle from the story anyways, since it was kind of funny.

"And then, out of nowhere, Artemis, my second oldest sister, swooped in and saved me before I went trick or treating." He finished with a smile, seemingly not aware that he just told what could very well be strong blackmail material.

"You sisters seem to be quite... Eccentric, if I do say so myself." She replied with no small level of amusement, which was shown in the form of a small, but noticeable, smirk. "I've never had any siblings, so I can't say I have any embarrassing stories to tell you." Not that I would, anyways. She silently thought.

Jaune shrugged and rubbed the back of his neck with a chuckle. "It's cool, I'm fine with doing the talking." He smiled at her, which she replied with a shrug. "Anyways, do you know where we are?"

This caused Blake to pause midstep, her eyes wide in shock. "But... I was following you..." You, Blake Belladonna, are a complete idiot. You knew he wasn't too smart and yet you still didn't take the lead! She sighed, shaking those admittedly mean thoughts away. "Well, guess we'll have to ask for directions I suppose." Jaune nodded in agreement, looking around for any passer byers.

Blake followed his lead, half of her attention being focused on finding someone. The other half, however, took the chance to fully observe the boy when he wasn't embarrassing himself. She noticed his relaxed stance, showing a possible lack of training, or such confidence in his skills that he could fight anyone without trying. Also known as arrogance. She crossed that one out - he doesn't seem to be the egotistical type. Maybe he just didn't feel the need to be prepared in a school full of others like him? Maybe, that could explain it better than a lack of training. After all, one doesn't get into the esteemed Beacon Academy without formal training. Except for you. She shook her head again, deciding to examine her companion later and redirected her focus on a rabbit faunus nearby.

Blake started walking up to her, only to stop as she noticed Jaune headed there as well. With a small smirk, she crossed her arms and stayed back to watch. This oughta be good.


Jaune Arc, the only son of the prestigious Arc family and (not so) secret mama's boy, walked with confidence only obtained by accomplished men towards the brunette faunus. He ran a hand through his hair and gave her the most charming smile he could muster when she looked over to him. He saw her gain a blush and felt his confidence soar. I might get a girlfriend on my first day here! Hells yeah! His thoughts ground to a stop when he noticed she wasn't looking at him, but rather, behind him. He turned around in confusion and slight anger, only to see no one behind him. He scratched his head and confusion before it finally clicked. Blake.

He looked over at the blackette and noticed she looked just as confused as he did. He shrugged his shoulders at her, mouthing 'What's she looking at?' She shrugged back at him before motioning to him to continue.

With a sigh of defeat, he turned back towards the rabbit girl and smiled at her again. "Hello there beautiful, I was wondering if you knew where we could find the auditorium? Ya see... She got us lost," He jabbed his thumb back towards a rather offended looking Blake from the accusation. "And I thought to myself 'Hey, Jauney-Boy, you are a man of class and chivalry, so you should take it upon yourself to help rectify your companion's mistake!' And so, after seeing a beautiful specimen such as yourself, I decided to ask you for directions. And, if all went well, maybe a date." He gave another suave smile (to him, at least) with a wink, as he gave off what he considered to be the 'cool guy vibe'.

The brunette just stared at him, complete and utter confusion plastered on her face, before pointing right of her. Jaune ran his hand through his hair again, giving her one last wink as he handed her what appeared to be a business card, then proceeded to walk back to Blake.

"And that, my black haired friend, is how its done." He gave a mock bow as she deadpanned. Geez, tough crowd...

Blake just shook her head and began walking. "C'mon, idiot." He grinned and followed her, leaving the poor rabbit faunus behind with nothing but that business card. She looked at it and blinked in, you guessed it, confusion. It was a rather outgoing card, if she did say so herself, but... Pink? What kind of guy gives their number on a pink business card? And what's with the tropic sunset in the background? She sighed in confused depression. Today has been way too weird dammit!

Meanwhile, Blake and Jaune finally managed to find the auditorium. The entire room was just filled with first year students, shocking them both. Wasn't Beacon supposed to only accept the best? If so, then why was there so many freakin' students? It baffled them, it truly did.

...

Well, except for Jaune. He didn't give a shit. Blake, however...

Actually she didn't care either. But either way, it didn't make a lick of sense. With a quiet hum, the bow clad girl walked towards a far corner to get away from all the people. Jaune didn't get the message, it appears, because he followed her without a moment's hesitation.

"... Jaune, why are you following me?" Blake raised an eyebrow at the male, putting a hand on her hip in the universal 'sassy stance'. Hopefully this got the message through his thick skull...

"Because you're my only friend at the moment?" Of course it wouldn't. She sighed in defeat and waved him to follow her as she walked to the dark and nearly empty corner. Maybe he wouldn't talk much and let her wait in silence?

"Hey, did I tell you the story where my mom and dad..." Of course not, what was she thinking? As if he'd actually let her enjoy some peace and quiet when he could share some more embarrassing tales from his childhood.


[1st of September, 2528]
[Emerald Forest]

The forest, for the most part, was silent. There was the occasional bug, bird, and small mammal, but besides that, it was eerily quiet. The silence unnerved John just as it did when he first came into the forest. He was just thankful he only encountered low level beasts, like those werewolf ones (thankfully not the bone armored one he met before) and the bears. He could handle those no problem.

The hardest one he's encountered so far was one of those crow like ones, but it was barely any trouble, seeing as it wasn't an adult if the size indicated anything. It was admittedly harder than the bears, but easier than the armored wolf he met before.

A sigh fogged up his visor slightly, making him grunt in annoyance. The forest was extremely humid and had somehow seeped into his helmet, which brought up some concern. He'd have to repair his armor as soon as he gets back to HQ.

He ran out of ammo a couple hours ago, much to his annoyance, but he's only encountered a handful of the black animals since. They were easily taken down with his CQC skills, though. The SPARTAN leader made a mental note to have Fred teach him a few things on it, anyways. He was a little sloppy with some forms after all.

John tensed when he heard a loud pop, his fists clenching tightly in preparation for whatever decides to try and take him on. His eyes dart from side to side, his senses on high alert. He checked his sensors for any movement from behind him, but didn't see anything. He began to think that it was just a fluke - that he was just stressed - until he heard it again. He darted behind a tree for cover and attempted to steady his breathing.

"Okay, Spartan... Those sound similar to gun fire, it might be your team..." His tone grew dark as his eyes narrowed behind his visor. "Or it could be the Insurrectionists... I am near the interference after all..." He peaked out behind his cover after hearing the fourth 'pop'. "Guess I'll have to find out one way or another..." With determination coursing through his veins, he darted behind another tree, hoping to maintain cover.

The sixteenth 'pop' happened about five minutes ago by the time he got to where it was supposed to be. All he saw was a cliff, and nothing else. Sure, it was a tall cliff, but that was it. Maybe there was a secret entrance? He began feeling around for any abnormalities by knocking on the rocks and pressing the side of his helmet to the wall.

He heard something behind him and spun around, only to be met with a large (although still smaller than any SPARTAN) boy with brown hair and... Medieval armor? What? His three other companions wore similar medieval gear, except the one with a green mohawk. He wore something similar to a combination of rags with a shoulder pad. Strange group. He couldn't help but notice that they all had medieval weapons as well - no guns.

He pulled out his magnum and trained it on the boy, hoping he wouldn't have to reveal that it didn't have ammo. "Put your hands up!" The boys looked up at him in shock, the biggest one taking a step back from said shock. "I said put your hands up! Answer my questions without resistance and I'll consider requesting a lighter sentence for you." They all gulped and quickly raised their arms above their heads, dropping their weapons in the process.

"Good. Now, where is your base?" The look of fear slowly morphed into looks of confusion.

"What? Base? You mean Beacon?" The tallest one - the leader, John assumes - asks with a slight waver in his voice.

"Sure, that. Where is it, and where is your CO?" The Green clad SPARTAN growled out, his pistol still raised up at them. If Fred were here, he was certain the man would be silently laughing at the scared looks the kids had. Although if John had to guess, they were no older than he or the rest of his team were. Interesting, but a thought to ponder on later.

"CO? What's with all the military talk, dude?" The blue haired one replied, his voice sounding much more frightened than his leader's. He was probably new to the Insurrection, maybe even just out of training.

"Answer the question, or I'll force the answers out of you." He didn't have time for these games. He had to finish the mission and find his team, pronto.

The biggest one stepped forward, a scowl on his face. "You can't do that! We have rights!" He growled back at John. He'll admit; kid's got spunk. But it will cost him an arm if he kept going like that.

"Terrorists don't have rights as far as the UNSC is concerned." The look of anger once again morphed into honest confusion, which caused the Master Chief to ponder how new these kids were.

"What? UNSC? Wait! We're not terrorists! We're hunters-in-training man!" Mohawk kid yelled out frantically, his eyes wide in fear. "We swear! We're training at Beacon Academy! In fact, we're doing our initiation right now! Pleasedon'tarrestus!" He practically screamed. But it was his words that caused 117 to pause.

He shook his head, growling lowly. They were trying to trick him, weren't they? "Fine. Guess we'll have to do this the hard way, it seems." He flipped his magnum to where he was holding the barrel, and he threw it straight at the leader. It smacked him right in the face, making him stumble back. John rushed the blonde kid and elbowed him in the throat, effectively blocking his windpipe. He couldn't think about the consequences of that, as he jumped back to dodge an attack delivered by the mohawk boy. Chief looked at him and examined his weapons, which were a pair of bland looking daggers.

So, CQC specialist, huh? The SPARTAN got into a boxing stance as he eyed his opponents, noticing the other members getting up. He was shocked that the blonde boy was okay, since he should have died from asphyxiation from now. Seems everything on this planet was absurdly more powerful than their Earth counterparts...

The blue haired one ran up to him, brandishing a rather large halberd. Chief cocked an eyebrow behind his visor as he sidestepped a wide swing before delivering a quick yet powerful jab to his shoulder, then threw another one to his side. The boy recovered quickly though and threw a jab of his own at the behemoth of a man. It struck... But it only caused him to cradle his hand in pain with a pained yell. John grunted in annoyance as he ducked under a thrust by the Blondie, then rolled away from the quick slashes of Mohawk's daggers.

This was their plan, however, as he rolled right in front of their leader. The faux knight raised his mace above his head and slammed it down, nicking the SPARTAN in his shoulder. The strike itself was enough to make him stagger, but the freaking explosion threw him across the clearing. Shaking off the shock from an exploding mace, he stood up, only to throw himself down to dodge a strike from the green haired boy. He was not risking taking another strike from these weapons. Not if he valued living.

The Master Chief grabbed the blonde boy's wrist to stop his sword from hitting him, and effectively broke it effortlessly. He kicked the screaming boy away and spun around a strike from the blue haired one. He threw an elbow into the side of his face before kicking his shin as hard as he could. He heard a loud 'snap' and threw the pained boy behind him.

He glanced over at the last two members of the team and saw them hesitate to come over. He grunted and turned towards them, making them stumble back in fear. "Stand down, unless you want to end up like your friends over there." Mohawk listened and dropped his weapons, his hands above his head. The leader, however, only scowled and rushed him. What would be quick to a normal person was exceptionally slow to a SPARTAN. Time slowed as the armored boy neared the super soldier, and the swinging of the mace couldn't have been any slower.

He leaned back enough to swiftly dodge the weapon before swinging back towards him. Their heads butted with the force of a truck, causing the smaller boy to be thrown back from the force. Chief let out a grunt of annoyance and stepped over the now unconscious boy's body, heading over to Mohawk.

However, before he could get there, a purple wall appeared in front of him. His muscles tensed once again and he turned around, coming face to face with a blonde woman. "..." John's senses were on high alert. He could tell just by looking at her that this woman was dangerous with a capital D.

He was proven right when she raised a... Riding crop, and threw boulders at him. He rolled to the side, successfully avoiding them, and rushed her, only to be stopped by her throwing another boulder at him. How was she doing that? Did that crop have anti-gravity technology? How the hell did the Insurrectionists manage to put it in such a small object?

He dodged a spear of rock, making him stumble in shock. Okay, anti-gravity technology doesn't explain that in the slightest. He growled as he realized he couldn't get close to her. Dammit! If only he didn't run out of ammo... He narrowed his eyes, thinking of a way to get close to attack properly.

"Who are you?" She suddenly asked. His eyes narrowed even more. Even her voice radiated with danger. He grunted, deciding not to answer, and rushed towards her again. This time turned out no different than the others, which only further annoyed the SPARTAN.

He finally decided to answer, hoping to distract her enough to surprise attack. "Master Chief Petty Officer Sierra-117 of the UNSC Navy. Who are you?" He darted his eyes around her form, taking in every piece of information to help him attack her. He looked for a weakness of any kind while looking at her strengths. If he could plan this through right, he could probably use her strengths to his advantage...

She rose an eyebrow at the title, humming quietly. "Glynda Goodwitch. Professor of Beacon Academy." Professor? Seems these people have a well planned out backup. Although they were dead wrong if they assumed a SPARTAN would fall for their lies.

With a grunt, he started circling his target. "Your lies won't work. You Insurrectionists always sucked at lying." This got her to falter, which John used to his advantage. He rushed her, catching her by surprise, and threw a low jab at her abdomen. It connected, causing her to slide back with a pained grunt. He followed up with a spinning kick that connected with her jaw. She flew back into a tree, making it crack beneath the pressure. He sprinted towards her, but ended up being slammed into the ground faster than he could perceive. He groaned quietly, trying to get up but found he couldn't.

He felt something wrap around his neck and grabbed it. He tried pulling it off, but succeeded in only making it tighten. He scowled, looking over at where he last saw that 'Glynda' woman. She wasn't there, but rather standing right in front of him. He grunted at feeling the thing tighten even more. He looked at what she was holding and saw it was a rope. Where it came from, Chief had no clue, but if he had to guess, it had something to do with this woman's strange abilities. He saw here yank on it, causing it to constrict even more around his throat. He once again tried peeling it off, but found it to be much tougher than ordinary rope. He grunted as it constricted enough to prevent his airflow, causing him to squirm around. "D-Dammit..." He grunted out, gasping for air. If only he could get close to her, then he'd be able to get her to release the rope.

"I'm sure Ozpin will be able to answer your questions, 'Master Chief'." The voice of said woman was heard over the sound of him gasping for air. If only he could get this damn rope off... He tried everything to get it off, but couldn't get it to even budge. His vision started to blur from lack of oxygen, until his vision went entirely black.


A/N: Changed the boulder to a rope that Glynda made from surrounding trees. Special thanks to: huntergo123 for telling me about how unrealistic that is for a SPARTAN in MJOLNIR armor. Again, thanks.


Ruby was very happy with her partner. He was quiet yet contributed to the conversation when needed, he was a capable fighter, and he was a great baker! Yes, Lie Ren was indeed the best partner she could have possibly gotten. Much better than some choices. Like that group of armored guys... She shuddered at the thought, but banished that thought quickly. Lie Ren was her dream partner, after all. Well, except for the fact that he didn't talk much, but it was better than him being super talkative like that Nora chick he's friends with.

She hummed quietly as she remembered how she met with him. He had just killed one of two Taijitus, basically big ass snakes, and she stumbled into the clearing after fighting off waves of beowolves. She then swooped into action and helped him take out the last one. They're styles complement each other very well, turns out, so they took out the snake Grimm very easily. Ren's automatic SMG fire tore down their defenses, allowing her to fire one very powerful round into it to finish it off. They could mow down anyone with their combined fire power! That thought made her grin and added a skip to her step.

She looked over at her green clad companion, once again taking in his appearance. The pink streak in his hair confused her, but she assumed that had a story behind it that she'd learn later. Come to think of it, he kind of looked like that martial artist, Spruce Glee. Or maybe that was her stereotyping again? Eh, either way, he was totally cool.

They continued to walk in mostly silence, with the only sounds being the occasional comment from Ruby, the rarer comments from Lie Ren, and the leaves crumpling under their shoes. Usually it would've bother the Gothic teen, but for some odd reason, she felt fine with it. As though she were enjoying the calm before the storm. She shook that thought out of her head when she caught sight of an old temple.

It was... Underwhelming, really. It wasn't as extravagant as Ruby had envisioned where the relics were. With a disappointed pout, she walked up to it, an amused Ren following closely behind. They looked at each of the chess pieces, one stare confused and the other contemplative.

"So... Which do we choose?" The high pitch voice of the red clad huntress-in-training broke their thoughts.

Ren hummed quietly and looked over their options, clearly thinking it over deeply. "That depends. Do we choose the piece that defines us best, or do we pick the piece that we want to be?"

"... Okayyy, so how about this tall white one?" She picked up the white Bishop, causing Ren to shrug in what she assumed is an 'okay'. "Cool!" She grinned widely at her partner and held out her fist for a fist bump. Ren went for a high five, the two connecting oddly.

"... We'll work on that." With his nod, she looked around and hummed. "Now... Do we wait here for more people, or do you just wanna go and see who becomes our teammates later?" She looked up at her silent partner with a questioning gaze.

"I suppose we should wait. It would be best to know everyone beforehand, just to be safe." He replied after a few seconds of thought. As usual, he used logic to answer. Ruby just grinned and nodded, since she wanted to do that too.

Only a short minute later, two individuals came into the clearing, both female. One bounced around excitedly, who also wore an absurd amount of pink. Seriously, that should be illegal. The other one was the exact opposite. She had a scowl of pure annoyance and, if she weren't mistaken, slight murderous intent. She looked as though winter decided to cover her in its white glory.

She recognized her as Weiss Schnee, and assumed the other girl was Nora Valkyrie, if Ren's description was right. As if to prove it was, the girl squealed (Ruby had to cover her ears from how loud it was) and ran at the silent boy with speeds comparable to her semblance. In the blink of an eye she crossed the entire field and freakin' tackled her partner. The red hooded girl blinked, her entire body tense in surprise. "Wha-"

She looked over at him, prepared to fight off the girl in case she was seriously harming him, but relaxed when she noticed he looked mildly annoyed at worst and amused at best. She breathed out a sigh of relief and relaxed her grip on Crescent Rose. She looked over at Weiss and saw her grumbling as she came over. Cracking a small smirk, she decided to strike up a conversation. "You partner seems pretty fun."

The heiress scoffed and crossed her arms in irritation. "Yeah, if 'fun' consists of constant screaming, random topic changes, and pure insanity, then yes. She is quite 'fun'." She used air quotes on each use of 'fun', causing Ruby to giggle a little.

"Eh, she doesn't seem that bad. I mean, if Ren likes her, then she's gotta have some good things about her. Right?" Silence.

And more silence.

"Geez, that bad huh?"

"You have no idea." Weiss sighed before looking over the chess pieces. She hummed before grabbing the white knight, a satisfied smirk on her face. "This'll do." Nora, finally getting off of Ren, pouted with an 'aww' as she looked at Weiss' choice.

"But Weissssss! I wanted the castle!" The orange hair girl whined, her eyes growing larger than should be humanly possible.

Ruby slowly backed away with an uncomfortable look on her face. How that chick's eyes got like that, she'll never know, nor does she ever want to. She decided it would be best to let them pick their piece and walked over to her recovered partner. If she wasn't there when Nora slammed him to the ground, she'd believe nothing happened whatsoever.

"So, your friend is... Eccentric, to say the least." She gave an awkward chuckle. Ren gave her a small smile and a nod, giving a small chuckle of his own.

Deciding to open up a little information to his partner for the next four years at Beacon, he stated, "Yes. She's always been like that for as long as I can remember. She didn't have many friends because of it, but that never stopped her from being herself." Ruby nodded, looking over at the hammer wielding girl (who was currently clinging to the heiress with crocodile tears running down her face) with a thoughtful look.

"Do you think she'll make friends with her team?" He looked over at her and shrugged.

"I hope so. But even if she doesn't, I'll still be there for her." Ruby smiled at him, patting his shoulder good naturedly.

"You're a good guy, Ren." She gave a slightly teasing smirk and nudged him with her elbow, an eyebrow raised. "You two together?" She wiggled said eyebrows, her smirk blowing up into a full grin. He leaned away awkwardly with a confused look on his face.

"Uh... Not like that, no. We're just childhood friends." She pouted at his answer. Darn, he didn't fall for her tricks! He will someday, she promises herself, he will someday...

Two more people came into the clearing, although they were running almost frantically from something. Ruby raised an eyebrow and looked over at them, seeing a black haired girl with a bow, and a blonde haired boy with white armor over his black hoodie. She tilted her head curiously. What were they running from? She got her answer, as a gigantic spider Grimm came into view. Her eyes widened at the sight, and her mouth fell agape. Why was a Widowmaker in the Emerald Forest? Those things primarily lived in caves, or ravines! She gulped and pulled out her beloved, keeping it in sniper form, and fired at the spider as quickly as she could. But as she was reloading another clip, she noticed two other individuals came into the clearing, one had long red hair and had a gladiator theme, whereas the other was blonde and... And...

And her sister? Son of a bit- "Ruby?!" She cussed loudly, it being muffled from the sound of gunfire thankfully. She groaned quietly and looked over at the blonde, taking quick notice of her red eyes.

"Heyyy Yang..." She drawled out with a slight growl, her eyes narrowing at her older sister. "What are you doing here again?" Yang, being quick to take the challenge, stepped towards the smaller girl.

"Oh, y'know, kicking Grimm ass, and about to kick yours." She growled back. Metaphorical sparks struck between the two girls' glaring eyes, a sign of their clear rivalry and beef. Luckily, their partners pulled them apart before they could start anything.

"Okay, you two can settle that later. We have something we need to deal with now." Pyrrha, Yang's partner, told them both, before running into action towards the 3 story spider. Ren nodded towards Ruby before doing the same, specifically after Yang left (thankfully), leaving her behind. She sighed and shook her head, pushing her family problems to the back of her mind, and kneeled down, aiming her rifle at the giant arachnid. She stilled her breathing to cease the shakiness of the gun as much as possible before firing at the beast. Thanks to the combined efforts of Ren and the bow girl firing at it with their less powerful, but much faster, pistols, she was able to pierce its thick shell every few shots.

The spider decided it had enough, and spat out a stream of sticky hot webbing at the huntsmen-in-training, causing them to break apart and run away from it. Ruby used her semblance to dodge the stream that came her way and transformed her weapon into the scythe form. She looked over at Ren and gave him a nod, then ran over to the giant Grimm. She felt the wind whip around her frame as she activated her semblance. Within seconds she reached the beast and swung her serrated blade at one of its legs. It struck home and cut straight through it like butter, causing her to grin in victory. But the Widowmaker didn't take it sitting (or more appropriately standing) down, and smacked her away with the strength of a bullhead.

Ren caught her midflight luckily and set her down. With a brisk 'thanks' she sped off again, Ren going off in the opposite direction. She noticed another one of the spiders, this one smaller but apparently more hardy, had come into the clearing. Weiss, Nora, Pyrrha, and Yang were the ones taking care of that one, while she, Ren, and the two unnamed duo were taking on this one.

Her sight narrowed on the monstrous Grimm in front of her before she made a mad dash towards another one of its legs, Ren right behind her to cut off the one behind it. It was prepared, however, and it spat its boiling hot web at the two. Ruby slid to a stop and quickly changed courses, taking Ren with her so he didn't get harmed. She noticed the bow clad girl coming up from behind the spider, before she slashed off one of its hind legs. Her blonde partner copied her and did the same to another one. It screeched in pain as it lost two more of its legs. 3 down, 5 to go.

The two helping them out came over, both panting slightly from all the physical exertion. "So... What's the plan?" The blonde boy asked and looked around the group. Ruby shrugged and looked towards both of the black haired pistol wielders. Ren shrugged slightly as well, causing them all to look over at the bow girl.

She sighed and looked over at the Widowmaker, gaining a thoughtful look on her face. "We need to... No, we need you," She pointed at Ren, "and I to provide cover fire at the Widowmaker's eyes. If we can take out enough of its eyes it won't be able to prevent these two," She motioned to Ruby and the blonde boy. "and if all goes well, then this plan should work. It usually does, so don't be held back by any apprehension." They all nodded and broke apart to do their duties.

Ren and their impromptu leader back off, their weapons in gun form and trained their barrels at the spider's face. They began to fire towards the eyes, Ren's automatic fire doing better than her semi-automatic fire. Ruby and the knight themed boy rushed forwards after a few seconds, prepared to take off more of its legs. They nodded at each other and went off to either side of the arachnid. Her eyes narrowed in on a leg, and she sped forward with her semblance. Thankfully, the beast was distracted from the cover fire, and she was able to slice off the fourth leg. She rushed back to avoid another strike from the powerful Grimm.

She looked over at the blue eyed boy, seeing him take off another leg and block off a strike with his shield. She nodded appreciatively at the boy and ran back into the fray, hoping to take off another leg. The Widowmaker was writhing in pain, meaning their job was getting easier and easier. She let a smirk form on her face. They were gonna beat a powerful Grimm! It only had three legs left, and it was already having trouble standing up. She rushed forward, pushing her semblance to its limits. She yelled out as she swung her scythe forward, continuing forward even after cutting off of one. She narrowed her eyes to block out the wind, her legs straining under the use of her semblance. Despite the burning sensation in her muscles, she pushed onwards, and cut off one of the last two legs as the blonde boy did the same. The spider fell down with a pained screech.

Without any of its legs, it was defenseless, and lacked most of its eyesight thanks to the cover fire. Ruby fell on her knees and attempted to catch her breath. The blonde boy she was working with went to the front of the Widowmaker and jabbed his sword down through its skull with a sickening 'squelch'. Ren came over to her and helped her up, slinging one of her arms around his shoulders. He smiled encouragingly at her and nodded in appreciation. She returned the smile and gave him a thumbs up as the other two members of their sudden team joined them.

The bow clad girl looked around before looking at them two. "You two did well." She gave them a small smile, her partner grinning with a chuckle.

"Yeah, I know we did. Red and I kicked ass, didn't we?" They all looked at him blankly, his partner deadpanning. He slowly shrunk back, looking more than a little sheepish. "Uh... Right, anyway! We should probably uh... Help out the others-" He was cut off by the sudden intrusion of a very messy Nora and Weiss, who was literally being dragged at the sleeve by the excitable girl. Nora and her were also covered in head to toe in black goo, in what could only be from some nasty part of the Grimm.

"Neeevermind." Nora grinned, looking quite disgusting with all the guts and stuff on her. "So we should probably head back to the cliff then?" They each nodded, including Pyrrha and Yang who just walked in, the blonde girl glaring daggers at the gothic girl all the while.


Hello all! Here's chapter 4 for al of you. Noticeably longer than the other chapters, too. 6.1k words! I might post longer chapters at the cost of longer between posting periods.

Anyways, not much to say. for the Halo side of things. Chief finally made contact with some hunters-in-training, and kicked their asses (mostly due to them being, well, Team CRDL).

But for the RWBYverse, I decided to change up the teams for this. I'm thinking Team BRRJ (Barrage) for Ruby's, lead by Blake, and team WYNN (Win) for Yang's, lead by Weiss. Mostly did this for the sake of doing something different, plus I noticed a severe lack of Ren playing an important part in stories. So what better way to make someone important than make them the partner of one of the main characters?

And sorry for not showing WYNN's fight, I didn't feel the need to drag this out any longer. Plus I got a little lazy, won't lie.

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Until next time.