Chapter 2: An Unknown Group

'Thoughts'

"Conversations"

(Year change)

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXLocation/time change

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

(Four Years later-30 Years before Volume One.)

Beacon Academy, one of the most famous Huntsmen academies on Remnant, and the secret base of operations of a mysterious organization that has fought a secret war with the equally mysterious Queen of the Grimm for the past near 1500 years now, and being lead by the same man for just as long. This man being one Professor Ozpin. For centuries now, he has fought the Dark Queen, all in the shadows. Because if their war ever become public….. well…. he didn't want to know the consequences of that. So, that's what he was currently doing, over looking reports made by his agents across Remnant. So far, there were nothing to report, but, he couldn't quite believe them, the last time he assumed that he was a step ahead of the Dark Queen, the Great War erupted. 'Their must be something that I'm not seeing' Ozpin though, looking through the papers, records and texts in an almost religious way, trying to find something that he may have overlooked, somehow. It was so bad that his cup of coffee, which, in all honesty, he was quite addicted to, haven't been touched in over three hours. So, when he took a sip of his cup, he nearly spits it out just how lukewarm it was, 'hm…. Perhaps I should get a new cup.' Ozpin thought, still reading the reports his agents gave him, yet, he didn't try to get up and get a new cup, simply staying seated, far too busy with the documents before him.

The elevator door opened, and Ozpin looked up a bit to see his current assistant walking in, a man this time with long red-brown hair tied up in a pony tail, wearing a three-piece gray and black suit. Paris was the man's name, if Ozpin recalled, and from the rather anger look on his face, Paris was angry, namely at him. "Sir!? Do you know what time it is!? Did you even sleep!?" He berated Ozpin, of course, he was used to this and simply ignored it. "You're not listening are you…" Paris sighs and walks to his desk and grabs his cup, pouring the lukewarm coffee out and pours in freshly hot coffee, then started to walk back to Ozpin's desk and put down the cup on the desk. "Good to see you still worry for me Paris and thank you." Ozpin replied, still not taking his eyes off the papers in his hands, while Paris took his spot next to him. "Who's coming?" Ozpin asked, knowing whenever Paris took a spot beside him, someone is coming up, an agent of his namely. Paris didn't look at him when he replied with a bored, if not uncaring look "Roy…." Ozpin looked up a bit in slight surprise "Shouldn't he be in the Grimmlands?" Paris gave an equally dry reply "He just come back." Speaking of, the elevator door opened again and revealed yet another man, this man wore some old and very worn Dusty which was black in color, under this is a battered armor chest piece with a fainted t-shirt underneath finishing it off with equally fainted blue jeans and boots caked with mud. The man's face was scarred, with way too many close calls to count, yet, despite this, the man's deep blue eyes still hold passion in them, if one can see it past his almost jet-black hair that hangs down his face half the time.

"Ozpin…. Paris…."

The man spoke, his voice, showing just how worn he is. "Take a seat Roy" Opzin said, while motioning to the chair in front of his disk, which Roy took and sit down. "So, anything to report?" Ozpin asked, taking a sip from his cup, waiting for the man to reply. "yeah…. Yeah…. The Dark Queen seems a bit…. Quieter lately…" Roy answered, putting his hands on the desk. "Care to explain? I don't exactly expect to be this…. Quiet…. In my experience, it usually indicates that she's planning something big" Opzin said, once again taking a sip of his coffee, "True…. True…. Well, I maybe wrong I think I may have a reason why she's been…. Silent…. Recently…."

"Go on"

"well, a bunch of blokes in weird lookin' white uniforms been poking around those old ruins lately…. The ones you had us watch every once and while."

'What? That's….. unexpected….' "What can you tell me of those 'men in white uniforms'?"

"Well… most of the fellas wore Gasmask lookin' face gear so I can't tell what they are like underneath them, but their goggles were glowing green the entire time and the few that didn't may have been researchers or something, if all the science gear they were carrying indicated anything. These researchers came in all sorts of shapes and sizes, Human or Faunus."

"Any sort of symbol that you could tell?"

"uh…. No, sorry boss, I wasn't close enough to see the exact details."

"ah…. Thank you, Roy, anything else you wish to inform me?"

"nope, I best be going back out, see you ya sir."

With that, Roy got up and headed back to the elevator, leaving Ozpin to his thoughts. 'Now….. another group of individuals I must worry about…. Can the universe stop making my life soooo difficult?' Ozpin thought, as a frustrated sigh escaped his lips and while Paris noticed this, didn't say anything, not wishing to cause any more headache for the ancient man…. After-all, he has enough to worry about….

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

The Sun sets and the Broken Moon raises, illuminating the plant covered ruins inside a Valeian forest. Yet, the forest was alive with activity as white uniformed people walked in and out of the ruins, carrying boxes, printed with a logo of some kind depicting a black outline of a sun-like symbol with a red atom symbol in front of it with two other symbols in front of it, a white 'Omega' symbol and a green 'Alpha symbol, with the 'Alpha' symbol in-front of the 'Omega symbol with a yellow/gold olive branches under it, all in a gray field. This logo that was unfamiliar to anyone on Remnant, but, outside of Remnant this logo was very well known, for this was the logo of the infamous Xekelidoti Gnosi Corporation. A massive Research and Development Corporation that have sense gained infamy for it's questionable research methods and the subject of it's research. For the past four years, the Xekelidoti Gnosi Corporation (or simply XGC) has studied Remnant in secret, observing its population and conducting secret experiments on it's populous, all to understand how the planet's population became psychic. Thus, the reason for the group to open the old ruins of Remnant, these ruins hold the secret to both this question and the other question…. The mysterious and unnatural Grimm….

These ruins are not like the ruins of older Remnanti civilizations, these ruins appear far more modern in nature, they appear to be old bunkers or military bases that seem to fit more along the lines of the sort of construct used during the Great War more then 54 years ago. And the XGC knows who they once belong to. The architecture was clear to them, be they scientist or low-ranked guards, everyone involved with the XGC couldn't help but feel unnerved of them, knowing the sort of horrors they may have been involved with, who wouldn't be unnerved by them. Still, right now they were just starting to open up these old ruins to get a better picture and hopefully find some intact data, at least that's what the leading XGC archeologist thought. "Sir?" said a person in a feminine, but electric in torn, the archeologist took his eyes off his Utablet and look to see a white uniformed XGC Security Guard, helmet on, with the green, glowing eyes, which made it hard to tell if that person was looking at you, but the archeologist was around them enough to tell if they were looking at them or not. "Yes, what is it?" he questioned, looking at the XGC Security Guard. "What are you doing Doctor?" He smiled a bit while bringing up his Utablet before speaking "just refreshing my memory, it's been a while sense I've read anything Odinian."

"Oh…. Don't they use Neo-Norse?"

"Yes, but Odinian Neo-Norse is far different from Scanvandivan Neo-Norse."

"Really?"

"Yes, Odinian Neo-Norse is structured differently Grammarly and spelling"

"I… I see, sorry, you're the expect here"

'Of course, I am, why else would I be here' he thought as they both started getting out of the tent, heading their way out of the main camp. "Considering these ruins, we may find some intact data files." The XGC Security Guard just turns her head to face him, before speaking again "Right, if we find them and that's if those Data files haven't been corrupted too much…" 'That was a possibility' the archeologist thought 'After-all, these ruins are centuries, if not millennium old, so, we'd be lucky to find anything that's still powered, much less an intact and nearly uncorrupted data files' This would make anyone skeptically of finding anything of value, but he was an optimist. He doesn't care if it's a small, insignificant, it's still something from such an old wreck. "Well, hopefully we will! Just imagine the sort of information they could have!" he said, as he motions to the ruins before him. The XGC Security Guard only laughed a little at this outburst, yet, she spoke, in a dreadful torn "I just hope it's not something we'll regret." This caused the archeologist to frown, acknowledging her statement "Yes, well, we'll cross that bridge when we cross it…." He replied, walking to the ruins and seeing that the XGC mechs have finally opened the bunker up, allowing them to enter, for better or ill.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

That's chapter two, so far at least, anyway, as one can tell, this is an AU story, but the exact details will be relieved much later. I may write down a sort of codex for non-RWBY based groups, entities and so on, just so you, the reader, know what exactly these groups/entities are like or what these products are.

Anyway, thank you for reading my story and hopefully I'll update soon