Once again I wanted to give a big thank you to everyone reading. I am so honored that you are all enjoying my entry in the Crossover Contest. It means a lot and I hope you continue to enjoy reading my tale of Fate/RWBY.

Shirou Emiya begins his time at Beacon to rest and learn of the new world in which he finds himself. With his partner Velvet he will await word on the whereabouts of Gilgamesh before he can bring any harm to Remnant…

Shirou groggily opened his eyes, adjusting to the light as rays of sun shined through the open window on a new day. He scanned around the room he and the others had been given for the time they'd be studying together at Beacon Academy. Considering it was meant to be shared by four people it was quite spacious, matters were certainly helped by the fact none on his team packed heavy other than Coco's wardrobe.

Upon their arrival, he was shocked to see that Professor Ozpin had been kind enough to bring his "lost suitcase" up to the room ahead of them. The older Headmaster seemed to have thought ahead for everything he may need. Inside he found several sets of more laid-back casual clothes, basic necessity items, some text books on aura and weaponry along with a bit of the currency of their world known as lien. At the very bottom he found a strange device that reminded him of a flat phone of some sort. It had a screen similar to a computer yet was small enough to fit in his pocket. Assuming it must be important, he made sure to keep it on him at all times.

Four large western-style beds had been provided and were spaced out with two on each side of the room with a large window in the center overlooking the school grounds. Naturally Shirou and Yatsuhashi claimed the two on the left while Coco and Velvet took the ones on the right. There was a large carpet covering the wide-open space between the beds though he heard Velvet talking with Ms. Goodwitch about possibly moving in a table to fill it.

The young man had been utterly baffled by the decision to allow boys and girls of similar age to sleep in the same room. Apparently such notions were considered old fashioned in Remnant and teams are expected to room together regardless of the gender split. The four of them could not have been more different; Shirou noticed he was the only one awake so early.

Yatsuhashi slept in a pretty relaxed position on his back, though due to his extreme size he just barely fit onto the bed. Shirou had heard it creaking all night under the weight of their team's gentle giant and he was certain it would break at any moment.

Velvet seemed to have attempted to make a den for herself as she was completely underneath her sheets. There was no sign that the rabbit-girl was even in her bed save for the Faunus-sized bulge beneath the covers and her twin brown ears poking out from within.

Coco, on the other hand, seemed to have thrown her blankets during the night and was sprawled out across the length of her bed somehow nearly covering as much of it as Yatsuhashi was his own. She was wearing a brown sleeveless top with white shorts and had little modesty about the team seeing her in them, despite that, she never seemed to remove her beret.

Trying not to wake them, he snuck out of the room to hit the showers located at the end of each floor and change for their first class. The facilities were surprisingly modern and nearly identical to those on Earth; he was able to complete his tasks before anyone else on the floor came by.

Upon returning to the room, he opened the door to see Coco and Velvet were already awake and had changed into their uniforms while Yatsuhashi still slept, though he was just now starting to stir. They both had the jacket and plaid skirt combo he had seen others wear the previous day, while Velvet had tights covering the entirety of her legs, Coco had elected for black socks that barely reached her ankles.

Velvet completed her ensemble with a necklace of a heart covered in stitches; it was the same emblem that adorned her combat attire.

"We have an early riser on the team I see," Coco teased as she went to push the last member of their team out of bed. "Must be excited for our first day."

You have no idea…what better way to learn about a new world than by taking a class on it? The textbooks alone could only tell so much.

"Yea," he shrugged, suddenly noticing Velvet eyeing him yet looking away as if she wanted to talk but was too shy to start. Unbeknownst to the young man, Coco lowered her glasses slightly off to the side so Velvet could see her motioning towards him with her eyes…trying to get her to make the move.

"Um…Shirou…" the Faunus-girl finally started. "C…could you show me those swords again?"

Shirou just stared at her blankly, feeling a little like he was a carnival clown being asked to perform. There was something about her timid request that reminded him of Rin when she was embarrassed.

"Sure," he acquiesced; they had time before Yatsuhashi was ready and were in no rush for the first class. Crossing his hands over one another he summoned Kanshou and Bakuya once more. He had grown more accustomed to the new power inside him though his copies were still far cries from what they had been against Gilgamesh…he hoped practice and reinforcement would solve that dilemma.

Velvet had her camera out in a flash taking picture after picture. Shirou wasn't even certain she was doing it to increase her armory, rather she just found them so beautiful that her inner photographer had taken over.

"Do…you need more pictures per use?" He asked out of curiosity.

"One per," she clarified only half paying attention. "How long it lasts is dependent on the energy required for each copy."

She'll have nothing but uses for mine at the rate she's taking pictures.

"You must have so many," she continued to gush. "That big one you used on the Phasmat, it looked so…ferocious."

No kidding, considering its owner.

Velvet paused in her photos; Coco was motioning in her direction behind Shirou again. This time she seemed to be imitating a bear, holding her arms out wide, taking wide strides then snapping them shut. It took her a moment to realize what she was saying.

"Th-thank you so much," Velvet edged closer, wrapping him in a hug.

Coco pumped her fists in the air behind him in victory.

Shirou just stood tall, uncertain how to reply. In the end he settled on patting her on the back, he could not have looked more wooden or awkward if he tried.

"You're…welcome…that camera really is something," he remarked, trying to turn the conversation from himself. "Did you build it?"

Velvet finally released him from her vice-like hug with a nod.

"She was my baby; I worked on her during most of my combat school days…"

"To the expense of all else," Coco interrupted, looping her arms around Velvet and Shirou's necks, dragging them close. "If it weren't for yours truly she would never have had any contact with the outside world…she was utterly obsessed."

"Coco!" Velvet exclaimed in embarrassment.

"If it's okay…I would love to take a look at it sometime," Shirou admitted. He had already seen its internal workings…but it was one thing to see and another to actually work on.

"That…would be fine," she blushed.

Coco glanced back and forth at the two, an eyebrow raised at the sudden change of atmosphere.

"Enough of that, technical seminars can wait until later. We have a class to get to!" With that she pointed ahead towards the door as if planning to lead them into battle.

Beacon Classroom…

"And so!" The bespectacled, hyperactive green-haired teacher continued. "The end of the Great War marked the end of the hereditary rulers of the respective kingdoms, giving rise to the councils we know of today. Be sure to write that down it WILL be on the exam."

Shirou could barely keep up, after every couple of syllables the teacher would seemingly teleport across the room and back. One moment he'd be pointing out the location of one of the four kingdoms on a map, the next he'd be in the face of a student making egregious impressions of him from what they thought was a safe distance. No doubt the secret to his power rested within the steaming cup of coffee in his hand…what Shirou would have given to partake of some. He had introduced himself as Doctor Bartholomew Oobleck and was the history teacher at Beacon. There were others but apparently he ran the department.

Despite the difficulty, the young man hung on every word. This was the best way to learn about the world he found himself in; already he had gleamed so much in the mere 90 minute course. There were four kingdoms, though he couldn't imagine why they were still called that with no kings and apparently a huge war had brought peace about 80 years earlier. Grimm were considered a huge threat to humanity's survival and roamed most of the world.

He was so deep in the books he hardly noticed that everyone else in the class was dozing off or barely staying conscious…Velvet included. What was common knowledge to them was a new experience for him.

"In conclusion…" Oobleck started before the loud bell rang to signal the end of class, cutting him off. "Oh, well I guess that will wait for…NEXT TIME! Be sure to read over pages 91 through 122 for tomorrow students!"

"Wow," Shirou remarked to his near-comatose team in an attempt to revitalize them. "Imagine what the world would be like if the Great War had turned out differently!" His attempts did not seem to be working; at most Velvet and Coco appeared to be contemplating asking Yatsuhashi to rip his arms off.

"How far out in the middle of nowhere were you raised to still find that story interesting?" Coco groaned as she stretched her sore back.

The next class on their schedule was the one Shirou was most looking forward to…aura mastery with Professor Goodwitch though only he and Velvet would be attending. Coco and Yatsuhashi would be learning combat tactics from a Professor Port.

From what Shirou had heard scattered around from other students, aura was the force he had tapped into in the forest to trace his weapons…just how potent was it to mana and how much could he harness? He knew these were the questions he must find the answers to!

Shirou and Velvet found seats near the front and were thankful for them. A few moments before the bell announcing tardiness was to be rung a familiar face entered the classroom, taking a seat near the very back. It was none other than the brute who had checked Velvet on stage, his jacket was haphazardly worn and he did not seem to have his tie. Shirou could not help noticing Velvet's ears shirk down upon spotting him as she tried to stay out of his field of vision.

Velvet had talked Shirou down from seeking him out to get an apology for his actions at the welcoming ceremony. She assured him that she was used to it as a Faunus…apparently they were discriminated against and hated often simply for their animal traits. Velvet's situation was more…precarious considering her camera and semblance allowed her to copy the weapons and skills of others, and very few saw her imitation as a form of flattery…

"Aura is perhaps the most important defining trait that separates us from the creatures of Grimm," Professor Goodwitch started with upon addressing the class.

The professor was tall, even taller than Shirou; despite the fact most referred to her as an older woman she retained her youthful appearance. She wore a unique ensemble with a white pleated top similar to the old fashioned clothes he had seen in books and a black pencil skirt with a series of buttons going up the front. She seemed to carry herself with an air of dignity and grace at all times.

She's so similar to Saber…it's uncanny, even her eyes are the same color...her composure is unrivaled.

"Aura can be used by any being with a soul be it Humans, Faunus, even animals may sometimes meet the requirements to unlock it."

Velvet could not help but smile at Shirou's focused enthusiasm at learning more about aura. The entire course he followed Ms. Goodwitch's explanation to the letter and ever had the corresponding textbook open for additional clarification. It was as if he strove to understand every aspect of it…and she was not far off.

"Recognition of your own aura and its status is key," Ms. Goodwitch started towards the end of the lesson. "You must ever be self-conscious of your current state lest you leave yourself vulnerable once it is depleted. We have just enough time left for a single spar…Ms. Velvet Scarlatina please step forward."

Velvet's ears practically shot straight up at mention of her name, suddenly regretting sitting so close to the front.

"Me, ma'am?"

"Indeed, please step to the front of the class."

Velvet looked over at Shirou; he could see how nervous she was. To help puter mind at ease he gave her a thumbs up of encouragement

"You got this," he whispered.

Nodding in return, Velvet stepped out from around the desk, shuffling towards the front which Shirou only then noticed was certainly large enough to be used as a small arena.

"Now then, who shall we have face you today?"

Shirou raised his hand proudly.

"Excellent Mister…Laguna Almand."

Shirou snapped around, realizing the blue-eyed boy from the other day had raised his hand behind him first. He did not like the pompous smile he had adopted as he strolled to the front. Velvet's renewed confidence at Shirou's reassurance seemed spent already. The two stepped to opposite ends of the field with Ms. Goodwitch in the center.

"Now then, we will be following tournament rules same as your previous combat schools. You both will spar until one's aura is in the red or I call the match. In addition, you shall rely on aura and martial weapons only; use of dust is strictly prohibited. I want you both to be aware of your own status and display the appropriate tactics based on your reserves remaining."

Shirou eyed the sword slung across the 1st year student's back, analyzing the design. As seemed to be the case with every weapon in this world it served two functions. On the outside it appeared to be an ornate albeit oddly-shaped longsword however beneath he could tell there were cartridges and cylinders like those found in firearms. The blade was wider above the cross guard, the design of weapons in this world truly were foreign to his own. The handle was more akin to a gun grip than a hilt with a black finish contrasting against the silver of the blade itself and matching his clothes.

One of the books provided by Ozpin had discussed dust, a substance that allowed wielders to harness the power of the elements for everything from bursts of energy to infused bullets…yet no one ever called it magic…he felt it was for the best to not question their logic.

The two readied themselves, Laguna drawing his…gunblade Shirou decided to call it while Velvet crouched into a combat stance.

"Don't even think of copying me," he heard Laguna whisper harshly to Velvet.

"Begin!"

The young man charged at the rabbit-girl roaring as he swung down with his weapon, Velvet sidestepped and hopped clear narrowly avoiding his follow up chaser swing. Not giving up he jumped into the air after her, bringing his gunblade down in the ground hard where she had just been. He missed her completely as her impressive agility allowed Velvet to strafe around it, delivering a strong kick to the back of his leg, driving him to a knee.

Shirou spotted the shimmer of green where Velvet's foot had struck, a sign his aura had been weakened there. Looking over his own hands he subtly wondered what color his aura would manifest as.

If Laguna was angry before he was infuriated now with his inability to hit his mobile opponent. Taking one hand off his sword he attempted to backhand Velvet across the face. She dodged once more…and jumped right into his trap. Keeping a firm grip on his blade with his other hand Laguna immediately started swinging once Velvet had jumped to the point she would be landing. The sword caught her in the chest, sending her flying across the field sliding to a stop.

Shirou lurched to his feet but Ms. Goodwitch motioned for him to sit, his teammate's aura level had taken a hit but was barely above the red. The books had specified that serious injury was an impossibility as long as the aura remained stable…but Shirou didn't trust such assertions without seeing them for himself.

Not even giving Velvet time to recover, Laguna pressed his advantage hoping to finish the match before she could get up. Shirou spotted a glimmer of light from the box on her back.

Laguna looked on in restrained horror as his weapon shattered before his very eyes. Velvet had materialized a holographic copy of Berserker's sword she had taken a picture of the previous day. She appeared to have fallen back on her timid nature, relying on the blade as a giant shield unaware of how effective it worked in that regard. Despite being an energy copy of Shirou's…the brutish, unforgiving nature of the weapon was ever prevalent. Her weapon scattered on impact simultaneously with her opponent's.

"L-Leonart…" He stuttered, only holding the grip and several inches of shattered metal left in his hand. "You counterfeit huntress!" He raised the remains of his weapon over his head.

Before he could complete his swing an invisible force seized Laguna, dragging him across the field until he was standing as far from Velvet as possible without being ringed out.

"I believe that is enough for today," Ms. Goodwitch sternly asserted. Her riding crop was drawn and seemed to have been the force responsible for the removal of Laguna from the battle. "Based on current aura levels Mr. Almand is the victor, though I compliment your usage of a defensive posture in the face of your weakened aura Ms. Scarlatina."

"She broke my weapon!" He complained, holding out the shattered remains as proof.

"That is ever a possibility in battle. You may speak with Professor Port in regards to requisitioning repair parts. For now, please take a seat."

He ignored her commands; taking two additional steps towards Velvet still crouched in the corner. Ms. Goodwitch stepped between them, her riding crop slapping the young man in the shoulder and stopping his advance.

"I said…take…your…seat. Ms. Scarlatina you may be seated as well."

Velvet hastily complied, retreating back to her spot beside Shirou who locked eyes on Laguna, his gaze determined and inescapable. Letting out an exasperated gasp the frustrated student turned, storming out of the room entirely with his broken weapon as the bell rang to signal the end of class.

"You don't have to be afraid of him," Shirou assured Velvet as they walked out together. "You are stronger than him…"

"I'm…I'm not," Velvet counted as she barely held back tears. "Even there…I had to rely on you to stand a chance. If it weren't for that sword…I'm…just a fake huntress."

And I'm a fake hero.

"There's nothing that says a fake can't defeat the real thing," Shirou repeated his sentiments from the forest. He would be damned if he would let her confidence slip into the void because of those who felt threatened by it. "Why did you choose to become a huntress?"

Velvet looked up at him, her mind clearly racing trying to discover the spark that had set her on the path she now walked.

"To...to save people. To protect people who couldn't fend for themselves against the Grimm."

Such selfless reasons…a real hero.

"If that is true…then you should never feel as if your talents are worthless." His speech had grown so certain even Velvet's hesitation started to crack. "If you are able to save even a single life with them…then it's worth it."

Velvet's ears started to unfold once more, a sure sign he was getting through to her…but he decided to sweeten the pot.

"Tell you what…if you promise me that you won't belittle your own talents and do all you can to improve…I will show you a different weapon every day to take photos of that I can assure you no one will have ever seen here. Deal?"

Velvet's ears were tall again, not only that but her genuine smile of enthusiasm had returned where it belonged.

"Y-you have that many?"

Enough for a lifetime.

"Of course…I swear," he replied sincerely. "If you want to get some training in later today I can show one then."

Velvet looked like she could have kissed Shirou in that moment, she leaned forward to grip him in another inescapable hug. Regrettably, it was that point that the device called a scroll started to buzz in his pocket.

So it is a phone.

"H-hello?" He answered, taking a step back and narrowly dodging her closing embrace.

"Good afternoon Mr. Emiya," it was Professor Ozpin. "I just wanted to ensure your scroll was properly functioning and that all was well on your first day."

"It's…fine," he answered, stepping away a bit so Velvet couldn't hear with a raised finger asking her for a moment of privacy. "Have…you found anything?"

"Only that my previous assertions were correct, your…acquaintance did not appear in the Emerald Forest. I have had my associates checking their respective regions, but regrettably I have found nothing of a blonde demigod with unlimited weapons…I imagine he would stand out."

"I want to start looking for him, all I need is a place to start for information and I can…"

"Please Mr. Emiya…just give us time," he begged. "Rushing into this won't help anyone. If what you say is true we are facing something our world has never seen…and you would be heading out into a land you do not know yet. Use the free time to improve yourself and learn. Who knows…you may actually come to enjoy your life in Beacon and Vale."

Shirou could not fault his words, as it stood there was no chance of using his reality marble if they did fight. If Gilgamesh had recovered from his own injuries…

"Perhaps...a few weeks," Shirou acquiesced. "But if you find ANY sign…"

"You will be the first to know. Do join me for drinks sometime if you can…my office doors are always open."

Shirou disconnected the call, sighing heavily as he noticed Velvet was looking at him quizzically from across the room. Trying to act calmer than he felt, he returned to her.

"So…what was the next subject? I think I saw something about learning the various fauna we may need when fighting Grimm…"

Beacon Dormitories.

The young man, Laguna Almand, shuffled as he waited for his scroll signal to get through. He was absolutely livid, the fact she was a Faunus overshadowed by the even greater insult…she was nothing more than a copycat raising herself up off the hard work of her betters. Not only that, but for her to use it to shatter the sword he had meticulously built and perfected at his esteemed combat academy…he couldn't let that stand.

"You've got sixty seconds," the voice immediately warned the instant his call connected.

"I need a weapon, the best one you've got."

"It'll cost ya; we got some pretty good merchandise."

"Money is no object," that was Laguna's favorite phrase. He had more than enough from his father to spend as he saw fit. "I want the strongest available."

The voice paused, clearly mulling over his offer.

"Well…we did recently acquire a new item I think you'll absolutely love…"

Conflict seems to follow Shirou wherever he goes. With a determined drive he works to make Velvet the best huntress…and hero he knows she can be. As always, Read and Review, but most of all Enjoy! :)