Okay, I lied.

Alright, before we get to anything else, I just wanted to thank anyone and everyone who favorited, followed, review, and submitted an OC for this story.

I said to submit by PM, but fuck it. I guess I'll be accepting from the reviews as well.

I've got two confirmed OC's who are going to be appearing in this story. One shows up in this chapter, the other will show up later in the story. Don't worry, your OC's can still be accepted.

I have only one male OC. I like women, but I don't want Beacon to be almost completely made out of women.

REVIEWS

BraveSeeker3: Thanks for submitting an OC. Six unwilling to admit that her tactical retreats are running away is probably going to happen a lot.

Gray28wolf08: Thanks for submitting an OC. Ya know what's funny? I actually had planned on Noble Six being named Violet Wolf. Coincidence? I think not. Or do. I don't know anymore. Also, what are some restrictions on Gray Wolf's semblance. I don't wanna make her too OP. She'll be good, but not "FUCK Y'ALL I'M GOD" good.

Edrap: Thanks for submitting an OC. It was also a nice conversation that I had with you.

Zero Jozan: Thanks for submitting an OC. At least you are giving it a chance.

Guest: Response and shit

RemasteredHype: Thanks for submitting an OC. Wow I am getting real tired of writing that. Could you also describe your OC's semblance more? It's kinda vague.

Should've put this in the first chapter, but whatever.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Halo series or RWBY. They belong to 343 Industries and Rooster Teeth respectively.

"Violet, you wanted to see me?" Gray Wolf asked as she approached the hyper-lethal vector.

Violet just smirked, a break in her usual cold demeanor. "You know team CRDL?" she responded.

Gray's face darkened. "Yeah. Beacon's resident assholes," she said.

Violet's smirk turned into a maniacal grin, something that Gray knew only appeared when someone was about to be in a lot of pain. "Well, I caught them bullying Jaune Arc yesterday, and I'm having them run the 'Torture Course,' as you students call it, as a result. Since your birthday is tomorrow, I was just wondering if you would help me in… adding to their pain? Consider it an early birthday gift," she said, her sadistic side showing.

Gray was grinning as well by this point. "Of course, Violet, I would gladly join you in this amazing and fun activity," she stated.

The two lone wolves shared a small yet creepy laugh that echoed through the hall they were in.

A random male student who was passing by suppressed a shiver as he inched away from the two seemingly crazy girls.

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Five years earlier

Noble Six could not believe what she was hearing. She just couldn't. It was physically impossible. "Dot, are you sure you're not rampant?" Six asked carefully.

:I am sure I am not rampant. Besides, rampancy would not cause this amount of misinformation to be generated in my matrix: the dumb A.I. said.

Six groaned. "So people can actually generate a shield from their soul," she said, disbelief laced in her voice.

:Yes: Dot stated.

Noble Six then got up and did something highly unbecoming of the Spartan; she started banging her head on the nearest tree.

:Noble Six, please stop: Dot said, worried she broke her Spartan. Six just continued to bang her head on the tree.

:Noble Six, please stop, you are alarming me: Dot said. Six stopped.

"Sorry about that," she said, "I just needed to get something out of me for a moment."

Dot wisely chose not to comment.

:As I was saying, Aura does not only act as a shield. It can be projected outwards as well as enhancing the body of oneself, though not to the level of a Spartan. A semblance manifests from aura and is usually unique to each individual. It can be super strength or it can be control over mass: The dumb A.I. continued.

"Damn, if the UNSC had that kind of advantage in the war, things may have not been so bad. Wait, Dot, would I be even be able to manifest an aura?" she asked.

:Unknown. It is possible that aura created from exposure to dust: answered Dot.

"You still haven't explained what this 'dust' is," Six said.

:Dust is the main source of energy in Remnant, the name of this planet. Everything is powered by dust. It is a natural occuring energy propellant with unique physical properties, like being able to create fire. The different types of dust are able to control different things. It is triggered by the use of aura:

"Alright," Six said. "But what about those things from earlier?"

:They would be the Grimm. The Grimm are the enemies of humanity on this world. They do not have a soul, and are therefore unable to generate use Aura. They are also drawn to negative emotions. They disintegrate when they die, making in-depth studying of them body nearly impossible. The ones you fought earlier are called beowolves: The A.I. paused, then continued. :I am amazed that you have not encountered any Grimm other than the beowolves:

"What do you… oh," said Six, realizing what the A.I. was getting at.

Six could be described as one big mixing bowl of negative emotions. Her parents were dead, her company was almost wiped out, almost everybody on her team was killed right in front of her eyes, and humanity was being wiped out by a bunch of alien races because of religion of all things. She never really got anytime to vent her feelings either, she was usually either in cryo, training, or on a mission. A spartan was supposed be able to control their emotions, but even they had their limits.

Six suddenly grabbed her DMR and pointed it at a random bush. "Come out," she said. The bush rustled, and a sobbingquivering kid no older than 8 appeared out of it. Her clothes were ripped and torn. She was bruised, bloody, and had a huge gash across her stomach. But what drew Six's attention the most was what was on top of her head; a pair of wolf ears.

"Dot, what is that?" Six asked as she lowered her rifle. She wasn't really surprised, hell, she wouldn't even be surprised if there were four girls who are the physical embodiments of the four seasons!

:That would be a Faunas. They are basically humans with animalistic traits. They are generally discriminated in regular society, which is why the White Fang were created. They are a Faunus civil rights group who were at first peaceful but then turned violent and are now labeled as a terrorist group: Dot said.

All this while, the child continue to sob. Six sighed. She was not good with kids.

Six holstered her rifle on her back and took a careful step forward. The kid backed away from her. Six held up hands in a non-threatening manner. "Hey, don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. Where are your parents?" Six said to the kid.

"T-the-they're…" The poor girl couldn't even finish her sentence before she broke down and started crying again. But she didn't need to. Six understood. It had happened to her too.

"Don't worry, everything is going to be fine," she said, trying and failing to comfort the kid. "What's your name?"

"J-J-Jade T-Twi-Twilight," the kid sniffled out.

"Don't worry," she repeated. "Everything is going to be fine." And Six's magnum flew into her hands and fired two shots.

CLIFFHANGERS! I LOVE THEM! I think.

Alright, what should Six's semblance be?

Please review and shit.