Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY. It is owned by Rooster Teeth and was created by Monty Oum, may he rest in peace. I do not own Sword Art Online. It is owned and was created by Reki Kawahara.

Over 2,000 players died in the first month. We hadn't even cleared the first floor and that many people had died. However, hope springs eternal. Yesterday, there had been people shouting out that there was to be meeting about beating the first floor boss. Apparently it was going to be led by a guy named Diavel. I suspected that they had found the boss room. Which means that this meeting is probably to figure out some sort of strategy, I thought to myself, I should probably go. It might be worth my time.

"Hello!" shouted a man in his early twenties, "my name is Diavel and I have exciting news. My party found the boss room while hunting yesterday. As such, we would like to form a raiding party to take on the boss."

There was a silence, then, at the intensity of a tsunami, the crowd cheered at this exciting development. I myself felt like joining in, but stopped myself. Just because they found the boss room doesn't mean that we can conquer the boss, I thought, bringing myself down back to reality, even if we do, there will be casualties.

"Right," said Diavel after the cheering died down, "so let's get down to business does-"

But before he could finish, he was interrupted by a tall, well-built mace wielder.

"I want something first," he exclaimed rudely.

"Excuse you?"

"I want all the traitors in the crowd to come up here and apologize for what they did!" yelled the tall man.

Traitors, I thought, does he mean .. ?

"I assume you mean the old beta-testers, Mr. … " inquired Diavel

"Cardinal. And you'd be right. Those beta-testers left us all us normal people on our own. They were even bold enough to take all the good hunting grounds, shamelessly taking all the lien and experience."

"Are you done?" questioned a voice that seemed awfully familiar to me, "If so, listen up. Do you know what this is?"

The now apparent figure of my older half-sister held up what appeared to be a tattered, well read pocket-book, though, being in a virtual world it was probably just made to look as such.

"This is a well researched guide book, put together by beta testers. Its free in all the shops and is even at the top of the sale items. Everyone who died had a chance to read it, but some still died. It's your own fault if you don't read it, so stop your whining."

"And on that note," said Diavel, obviously trying to bring the attention back to himself and the topic at hand, "let's get back to why we gathered here in the first place, defeating the boss. Now, the guide book pointed out by that helpful lady says that the 1st floor boss, the Boarbatusk Herder, has a bunch of minions. The guide suggests that to keep the minions off of the main task force that is taking on the boss, smaller groups should be made and should agro minions and draw them away. So, let's all just group up and then we'll figure out what everyone will do."

All throughout this speech, I had been inching towards my sister, wondering how exactly I should great her. I hadn't known that she had even bought a copy of the game. She must have wanted to surprise me, but then why hadn't she contacted me earlier? She has her reasons, I thought to myself.

"Nice speech," I whispered into my sister's ear.

"Thanks," she said back, catching me off guard, "I spotted you while I was on stage, but didn't want to make a scene. But seriously, you won't believe how worried I've been about you? I knew you were somewhere in here, but I didn't know your username, so I didn't know how to find you. I did figure that you would be grinding, considering how much you loved playing during the beta. I remember that time you pulled an all-nighter to play."

"Yeah," I said, "but I'm not playing now. This may be a game, but it's not something you play. Anyway, how'd you even get a copy of the game, you didn't wait in line, did you?"

"Yep," said Yang, "I did. It was supposed to be a token of sisterly love, although I think it really turned into more than that, hasn't it."

"Yeah," I agreed, "by the way, what's your name?"

"You've lived with me for how long?"

"I mean your game name, idiot!"

"Oh, yeah, about that ... "

"Yang Xiao-Long," I said in my most threatening voice that my mom used when she was angry at us, "what did you name yourself."

"What's in a name," my sister tried to dodge.

"What. Did. You. Name. Your. Self."

"Bombshell"

"Don't be too hard on her, at least it doesn't have any cuss words in it like some other players," said a soft voice to my right.

A slender brunette with a bow stood next to me. She had snuck up on me so silently that I hadn't noticed, and that was no simple task. As a solo player, or at least a solo player up until now, I had to level up my Search skill, so as not to be ambushed by monsters. The skill also worked upon players, so the woman must have worked extremely hard to level up her hide skill. She must be going for a ninja build, I thought in awe.

"Aw, I was just getting to you," said "Bombshell" (I still couldn't get over that name), "Rubes, this is my teammate, Belle. Belle, this is my little sister Rub - "

"Rose!" I interrupted my sister. I hissed at her, "don't use my real name, we're in a game, remember."

"Fine," said Yang, exasperated, "this is my sister, Rose. Anyway," she said, turning to me, "Belle and I have grouped up. You should join our party, at least for the boss fight."

"I'm fine with partnering with you and Belle. I've spent the last month going solo only because I don't know anybody who could really take care of themselves. Belle here has already proved her skills to me, and well, you're you," I explained.

"Great!" exclaimed my sister, "then let's go do something and rest up for tomorrow. We'll be sure to defeat the boss easily."

How wrong we were proven to be.