Hey yo everyone, what's poppin it's your boy Nate Dogg here with a fresh chapter! You guys are getting treat this week since I uploaded a new chapter this week and now writing this one! Well enough rambling, let's continue forward. I forgot to add a fight for Shadow and Knuckles last chapter since I'm trying to stay on track. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Sonic goes to SEGA and RWBY goes to Roosterteeth and Monty Oum

-Music: Shadow #1 (Sonic X)-

The scene opens on the headmaster's office of Professor Ozpin, who is seated behind his desk across from Pyrrha Nikos, as the last rays of twilight come through the clock-decorated windows.

Ozpin chuckled as he gestures to her, his cane resting at his side. "Well, it comes as no surprise that they've chosen you to move on to the final round of the tournament. Your performance was exemplary."

"Thank you, Professor Ozpin, but I would have never made it this far without my teammates." Pyrrha stated humbly.

Qrow from where he was leaning against a column in the back of the room, arms crossed. "Personally, I think it's the other way around."

Pyrrha turns around and gets up from her chair, trying to be formal. "I'm sorry, but I don't believe we've been introduced."

"Name's Qrow." He said rather still hostility.

"Qrow is a trusted colleague of mine." The Headmaster of Beacon said.

Pyrrha looks at Qrow for another moment before addressing her teacher again. "Professor, if you don't mind me asking, why have you called me here?"

Ozpin still smiling. "Please, take a seat. What is your favorite fairy tale?"

Pyrrha was puzzled by this question which she didn't expect. "I'm... sorry?"

"Fairy tales, stories from your childhood. Surely you must remember some of them." Ozpin said.

Pyrrha pondered about this as a wave of nostalgia hits her. "Well, there's The Tale of The Two Brothers, The Shallow Sea, The Girl in the Tower…"

Ozpin leaned back forward. "What about The Story of the Seasons?"

Pyrrha beamed at that story as she smiled. "Well, of course! A callous old man, who refuses to leave his home, is visited by four traveling sisters. The first understands his reclusive nature and urges him to use his time in solitude to reflect and meditate. The second brings him fruits and flowers, tending to his crops and revitalizing his garden. The third warms the man's heart, convincing him to step outside and embrace the world around him. And the fourth and final sister begs him to look at all that he has, and be thankful. In return for their kindness, the man grants the maidens incredible powers, so that they may continue to help others all over the world. They graciously accept, and promise to share their gifts with the people of Remnant 'til the end of days. Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall; the four maidens. My mother loves that story."

"Would you believe me if I told you that one's been around since I was a boy?" Ozpin inquired.

Pyrrha laughing. "You're not that old, Professor."

Ozpin turned from playful to deadly serious in a millisecond. "Well, would you believe me if I told you it was true?"

Pyrrha was silent for a moment, then gives an uneasy chuckle. "I beg your pardon?"

"What if I told you that there were four maidens existing in this world, that could wield such tremendous power, without Dust?" Ozpin asked seriously.

Pyrrha tried to make sense of this development. "You mean... like a Semblance?"

Ozpin gave her a small smile as he delivers his secret. "Like magic."

Pyrrha looks down. "I…" All of this was starting to confuse her even more.

"Yeah. First time hearing this, it's pretty crazy." Qrow added suddenly.

Pyrrha turns her gaze from Qrow back to Ozpin again, amazed. "You're serious?"

Ozpin had a straight-face. "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"... No. Why... why are you telling me this?" Pyrrha asked struggling to find the right words.

Ozpin glanced at Qrow, who nods his approval, before looking into Pyrrha's eyes. "We are telling you this, Pyrrha Nikos, because we believe you are next in line to receive the Fall Maiden's powers."

Pyrrha eyes grow wider and wider until she realizes "We"?"

At that moment, the elevator doors open, and she sees Glynda Goodwitch and General James Ironwood step out.

Ironwood walks in as he straightens his tie and Glynda fixes her glasses. "Sorry we're late."

Pyrrha was overwhelmed as she narrowed her eyes at Ozpin. "Wait, what is this? Who are you?"

Goodwitch coming forward with Ironwood and Qrow, spreading her hands and trying to sound reassuring. "You know who we are. We're still the same teachers and Headmasters you met when you arrived at Beacon."

Qrow had a dark grin. "But we've got a little part-time job."

Ironwood had his steely gaze on Pyrrha. "We are the protectors of the world."

"And we need your help." Ozpin stated.

Pyrrha is shocked into silence as everyone in the room looks to her.

We see Pyrrha, looking nervous, in the elevator with the group of "protectors". She looks at Ozpin and Glynda as if seeing them for the first time while a steady beeping signals each floor passed.

"Where are we going?" Pyrrha asked apprehensively.

"The vault. Under the school." He answered.

The elevator continues downward through the vertical tunnel of dark green lights until it opens its doors and their passengers step out, with Pyrrha being the last to leave as she absorbs the sight of the large, sparsely-lit hallway she is now being lead through. Glynda waits up for her behind the others not noticing a certain crimson-eyed snake that silently slithered in.

(A/N: Kudos to the person to figure out the user of this technique.)

"I'm sure you must have questions." The Telekinetic Witch said knowing feelings that Pyrrha is experiencing.

Pyrrha was still taking it all in. "Maybe one, or two... I still don't understand. You said I was next in line to receive the Maiden's power. What do you mean by that?"

"The Maidens have existed for thousands of years. But much like in nature, the seasons change. No two summers are alike. When a Maiden dies, her power leaves her body and seeks out a new host, ensuring that the seasons are never lost, and that no individual can hold on to that power forever." Glynda answered.

"So, how does the power choose?" The Red Gladiator asked her.

Qrow looked over his shoulder. "Through a series of stupid and convoluted rules."

Goodwitch scowled at the drunk man. "Qrow."

"Hey, don't get mad 'cause I'm right." He retorted.

Goodwitch gazed back to Pyrrha, explaining it all carefully. "At first, the only thing that was certain was that the powers were specifically passed on to young women. But as time went on, it was discovered that the selection process was much more... intimate."

Pyrrha had a concerned. "... Intimate?"

Goodwitch nods. "As we understand it now, when a Maiden dies, the one who is in her final thoughts is the first candidate to inherit her power."

"Unless it's a dude or some old hag. Then the power goes to someone random, and our job gets a lot harder." Qrow added.

"Why tell me all of this now? Why not wait until I've graduated?" Pyrrha asked not getting the sense of this.

Qrow shrugged. "Honestly, we've run out of time. I don't know if you've not noticed, but things are getting a lot scarier out in the world. Tensions are high. Grimm are growing stronger, more prevalent. And it's not going to be long before the peace we've been enjoying for so long goes out the window."

Pyrrha felt her stomach drop. "You're not... talking about a war?"

Ironwood shook his head. "Not a war between nations."

"We can fill you on the details once we know that you're with us. For now, all you need to know is that one of the Maidens has been attacked. And for the first time in history, part of her power was stolen." Qrow said seriously as if his casual demeanor instantly vanished.

A humming of electricity is heard as the group comes to their destination at the end of the hallway: A large machine with lit screens hooked up to two rectangular pods, one of which is upright to show through the glass window a young girl dressed in minimal clothing with a burn scar over her left eye and across her face.

Pyrrha stepped forward hesitantly. "Is that…"

Ozpin sighs heavily. "The current Fall Maiden, Amber."

Pyrrha was trying to hold herself. "She's... still alive."

"For now. We're using state of the art Atlas technology to keep her stable. But there is a lot about this situation that is... unprecedented." Ironwood sternly stated looking at Amber.

"What do you mean?"

Ironwood just sighs with his eyes closed. "..."

"Won't... her power... just transfer to the next host?" Pyrrha asked Ironwood.

Qrow had an exasperated look. "Look who's been listening! She is smart." He whispered to Ozpin at that last part.

Ironwood nodded. "Under normal circumstances, yes. But this is a delicate situation. It's not uncommon for the last thoughts of the slain to be of their attacker. And to make matters worse, no one's seen the power split like this before. For all we know, it will seek out its other half."

Pyrrha connected the pieces together. "... Her assailant."

Ozpin turned to Pyrrha. "And that would not bode well for any of us."

Pyrrha lowers her head in thought, then suddenly comes forward and places a hand on the glass of Amber's pod and then suddenly balled her fist as she glares at the teachers with fury in her eyes. "If all of this is true, why keep it secret!? If this girl is so important... if we're truly on the brink of war, why not tell everyone?"

Goodwitch stood forward. "From what we understand, it used to be common knowledge."

Pyrrha was from infuriated to confusion. "Excuse me?"

Qrow pulls out the familiar flask. "How do you think legends and fairy tales get started? Even the craziest ones come from somewhere." He takes a swig.

"Our group was founded in order to protect both mankind and the Maidens. Those hungry for power hunted them with the hope of inheriting their strength." Glynda said.

Qrow finished his drink. "And as you can imagine, the ones that succeeded weren't exactly the ones you'd want to have unimaginable power."

"And so our brotherhood chose to remove the Maidens from the public eye, allowing their existence to fade away into legend." Ironwood stated.

"The things we're telling you go against hundreds of years of human history and religion." Glynda added.

"No one would want to believe us. It would cause an uproar." The General of Atlas said looking at Pyrrha.

"It would cause panic. And we all know what that would bring to clawing at our Kingdom's walls." Ozpin turns his gaze away from the others. "Which is why we would like to…"

"I'll do it. If you believe that this will help humanity ... then I will become your Fall Maiden. That's what you wanted, isn't it?" Pyrrha asked with resolve.

Ozpin stepped towards her. "It is, but I'm afraid it's not that simple. Given Amber's condition, you won't be able to inherit her power naturally. However, General Ironwood believes he has a solution."

"For the past few years, Atlas has been studying Aura from a more scientific standpoint; how it works, what's it made of, how it can be used. We've made... significant strides. And we believe we've found a way to capture it." Ironwood said.

Qrow rolled his eyes as he gestures to Pyrrha. "Capture it and cram it into something else. Or in your case…"

Pyrrha glanced at Ironwood. "That's…"

"Classified."

Pyrrha couldn't believe what she's hearing. "... wrong!"

Goodwitch glared at Ironwood. "The feeling is mutual. But desperate times call for desperate measures."

Ironwood glared at her back. "And these are indeed desperate times. We can't transfer Amber's power to you, but we can give you what those powers are bound to."

"... Her Aura." Poor Pyrrha couldn't wrap her mind around of what's going or what she's getting herself into.

Ozpin closed his eyes as he bore the expression of grief. "Her life would become intertwined with yours. The question is...:"

"What's that going to do to you?" Qrow asked coldly.

"You have an important decision before you, Miss Nikos. There's no guarantee this transfer will work. And there's no telling if you will be the same person if it does. I advise you to take time on this matter. But understand that before the Vytal Festival is over, we will need your answer…" Ozpin said with a hint of guilt in his tone.

Pyrrha doesn't respond, instead placing her hand on the glass separating the maiden from her potential replacement, seeing her scared expression reflected on the scarred face of the dying girl, before turning away from this expected destiny as Ozpin gives one final warning.

Ozpin sighed again. "The assailant that attacked the Fall Maiden has made their first move. And there's no telling when their next move will be." The black snake vanished into the darkness of the vault.

-Music Ends-

With the sound of a rapid heartbeat, the scene cuts to a smirking Cinder Fall as she sits in one of the Amity Colosseum's seats along with the rest of the cheering crowd, their screams being drowned out by the announcements.

"Now, for the moment you've all been waiting for! The one-on-one finals!" Port said excitedly over the cheering crowd.

In the center of the battlefield's stage, Yang Xiao Long smirks confidently as the camera pans down the line of final fighters, a few new faces mixed in with Knuckles Geb, Sun Wukong, Penny Polendina, Mercury Black, and the troubled Pyrrha at the other end of the line.

"Barty, why don't you explain the rules?" Port asked Oobleck.

"Ah, it's quite simple, Peter. Instead of a bracket system, each round of the finals will be randomly determined immediately before the match takes place!" The Caffeinated Teacher announced with a smile.

Port smiled. "Much like any good hunt, there will be zero time to prepare!"

"Ah, yes, yes! Now, let's see who our first match will be!" Oobleck said as the roulette starts.

The energetic doctor points out to the screens above the stadium as the roulette starts spinning, this time for competitors instead of biomes. The "random selection" is watched by the owner of the Crow Bar, a group of Human and Faunus kids, the visitors and workers at the Cross Continental Transmit System, before it gets back from the worldwide audience glimpses to reveal the first showdown.

"Yang Xiao Long and Mercury Black!" Port exclaimed happily.

Ruby cupping her hands. "Break a leg, sis!"

"Knock his ass out babe!" Knuckles said with a grin.

Cinder, still smiling, gets up from her place and begins walking out, eyes on the battlefield.

"Would all other combatants please leave the stage!" Port called.

The rest of the lineup does so, and Yang starts walking up to Mercury in the middle as the floor around them opens once more, with a ring of spotlights rising up to automatically fix their lights on the remaining two.

Yang smiled. "You better not go easy on me."

Mercury laughed darkly. "You wish."

Knuckles' happy expression faded into concern as he glanced in Mercury. Then a pulse hit his heart which made him almost kell over. "W-What in hell w-was that?! What is t-the b-bastard planning?!" He thought in shock and anger.

Both brawlers face the crowds one last time, then slowly start advancing on each other, arms raised defensively until their hands can almost touch, as the final countdown commences.

"Three! Two! One! Begin!" Port declared.

-Music: Yang vs Mercury (RWBY)-

Immediately, Yang throws a punch, and Mercury spins his foot to meet it, creating a shockwave between the weapons that launches him back. He closes the distance quickly and aims at her feet with his boot, but she leaps over it and fires off a shot of her Ember Celica that he rotates to avoid. They fight fist-to-fist for a moment, Yang getting in a fiery blast on her opponent at the cost of him also landing a blow on her. She falls back on her feet when Mercury shoots himself into the air to get farther away from her, looking up and smiling. Yang doesn't relent for a second, launching shot after shot only for Mercury to dodge each of them, sliding around the stage on clouds of air until he attempts to come down on her with his leg. She blocks and pushes away the attack, but he goes under her shotgun burst and manages to land a kick on her, though she still lands in a crouch, now grimacing. She launches forward with a double blast and continues landing blow after blazing blow on him, right up to when he roundhouse kicks her in the back and attempts to hit her with his heel. She gets out just in time and punches the ground trying to get him, but he leaps out and twirls to get a hit on her. One of his kicks seems to pass over her, but then he brings it down hard enough to shatter the steel underneath, which Yang narrowly rolls backward to avoid. They exchange kicks after this attack until Mercury hits her backwards, and he rushes forward only to receive a fist to his chin, then his torso, knocking him on his stomach. He gets up right as Yang starts raining down fire again, causing him to somersault back until one explosion causes him to get knocked off of the stage. He saves himself by firing his boots downward and flying back in front of his enemy, unleashing a series of kicks that she deflects with her arms. She ducks under one attack only to receive another as Mercury jumps into the air to knock her back, and he follows it up with a shot from his boots. Yang avoids it effortlessly, not noticing it still hanging around behind her. Switching tactics, Mercury starts shooting his foot out in every direction, each kick into the air accompanied by a silvery blast that are barely even aimed at Yang. She dodges each one coming her way and gets in close through the circling barrage of shots, fighting with their fists again until Mercury kicks her into the air and knocks her right back to the ground, followed by the dozens of swirling shots that now converge right onto Yang. When the blasts stop coming down on his opponent, Mercury gets up from his crouch and grins to himself, dusting off his outfit and seeming as happy as can be until the smoke from behind him erupts into flames. His momentary shock turns into another smile as he turns around to see the red-eyed Yang slam her knuckles together and come at him. Screaming, she lands a punch that sends him back, and she rushes up avoiding each kick and even taking one with no effect to pound at him with an unrelenting bombardment of left-right blows. He has enough time to let out a pained groan before she hits him in the stomach, his Aura sparkling up to try and defend him from the last hit to the face by the upset blonde. He lands on his back as the buzzer sounds over the roars of the audience.

-Music Ends-

"What a way to kick off the finals!" Port said feeling the excitement.

"Yang Xiao Long wins!" Oobleck chimed happily.

Ruby splayed her arms in excitement. "Yeah! You did it, sis!"

"Well done Yang!" Tails cheered happily.

Shadow nods in approval. "Excellent match."

Sonic grinned as he gave a thumbs up. "Way to start the finals off! Nice!"

Blake gave a standing ovation as Weiss Schnee pumps her fists. "Way to go, Yang!"

Yang wiped her brow with an arm as she addresses the hunched-over Mercury. "Better luck next time."

She starts walking to the exit, getting pretty far away before Mercury seems to get up outside her peripheral vision.

"There's not going to be a next time, Blondie!" Mercury murderously angrily stated as he stood up.

"Now is my chance!" Knuckles vanished into sand and went from the stands rushing towards the battlefield.

A sharp sound is heard in the sudden silence as Yang turns around just in time to see Mercury leap forward with a kick to his unsuspecting victim. Yang scowls as she just manages to both bring her gauntlets down on and shoot his leg before he hits her. The second she does so, there is a sound of something breaking. The audience gasps in shock, and Mercury reels back from the pain.

Oobleck got up up from his chair in shock. "My word!"

Port looked at someone offscreen. "Cut the cameras!"

The looks of surprise, horror, and hatred at Yang cut to a view of Mountain Glenn, where two Goliaths near a ruined hamburger joint and a pack of Beowolves up in the construction beams of an unfinished building all look towards the Colosseum floating near Beacon.

Mercury still grasping his injured body part, rocking back and forth. "My leg, MY LEG!"

"That's what you get, you little- Huh?" She stops just as she notices the Atlesian Knight-200 droids and two Soldiers circling the Huntress-in-training and raising their guns to her.

"Yang Xiao Long, stand down!" A Soldier commanded.

Yang did not having a clue what's going on. "What!? Why!?"

-Music: Piccolo Angry (Dragon Ball Z)-

"YOU BASTARDS ARE NOT TOUCHING HER!" A rumbling voice rose from the floor as sand rose as it turned as it turned grey. "Suchīrusando senpū (Steel Sand Whirlwind)!"

The sand turned into a hammer as it slammed blowing away everyone that was near Yang. Her eyes widened as the sand rushed to her but it stopped as it wrapped around her and vanished. The eyes of Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Team JNPR, and Team SSSN were wide in shock of what just happened. Sonic and Shadow had angered looks, Tails had a worried look. They knew who it was.

-Music Ends-

"Knuckles…" Sonic and Shadow said in unison in indignation.

"What was Knuckles thinking?! Now the cops will be looking for them! We have to find them before Ironwood does!" Tails said getting up.

"Let's go!" Sonic said as he ran out of the stands.

Shadow and Tails followed as the three left the Amity Coliseum but to stop encounter two familiar figures, which their faces were in shock.

"Silver! Blaze!" Sonic cried in shock.

"Sonic, we've been looking for you. We need to talk. Now." Silver said seriously as the screen turns black.

To Be Continued...