Here we are: Chapter 3. Is this where Emm and I appear? Let's find out.

It hadn't been since the first day of classes that Ruby awoke the team in this fashion. Weiss was slightly awake and peacefully stretching her arms, Blake was twitching in bed, and Yang was rolling out of bed. Just as Yang's feet hit the floor, Ruby blew her whistle loudly.

Weiss toppled out of bed, landing face first on the floor. Blake leaped out of bed and clung to the ceiling. Ruby and Yang rolled over laughing. Ruby finally got up, tears of laughter streaming from her cheeks. Yang stood up and peeled Blake off of the ceiling. Just then, Zwei ran in yipping loudly, scaring Blake again and making her leap to a high ledge in the room. Ruby lost it as Yang shooed Zwei away from the room.

"GOOD MORNING, TEAM RWBY!" Ruby hollered.

Weiss facepalmed. "Not this again."

Ruby ignored her. "We've got a big day ahead of us! We've got our mission briefing at 10:00, so hurry up!"

Weiss glanced up at the clock. It read 8:34. Good. That left her enough time to gear up, get breakfast, stock up on ammunition, and check in with the Division Module.

Crap! she thought. I forgot to tell Ruby and Yang about Divisions! They still need to choose one!

She ran to the bathroom to shower and prep up for the day ahead. She knew at least that the Prospectors could seek to benefit from the day's tasks.

Blake shook herself awake and changed her bow, careful to place it back where it was. She then decided breakfast should come first while Weiss was getting ready.

As Blake entered the common area, she saw Ruby and Yang already eating at the table. Lyn had finished cooking an amazing breakfast and was setting out two more places, likely for Weiss and Blake.

Blake pulled back a chair and sat down as Lin passed her a plate. Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and a buttered biscuit lay on the plate and the aroma rose to meet Blake's sensitive nose. It was a scent unlike any she had detected for a while. Her stomach rumbled loudly from the anticipation of the delight that would follow. Blake ate at a speed that allowed her to savor the meal, enjoy each bite, and satisfy her appetite.

Weiss exited the dorm room as Blake finished her breakfast. Instead of heading straight to the table, she turned the corner and headed off toward the Division Module. Weiss had done this every morning since her assignment to BLADE. She placed her left hand on the console.

About three seconds later, a keyboard appeared on the screen. Weiss typed in her 16 digit password, and the keyboard vanished. A holographic menu booted up as a robotic voice sounded confirmation of her login: "Welcome, Ms. Schnee."

Weiss began her command. "I'd like to collect my Division Bonus, please."

The menu altered its options. Five options were displayed in white, but there were three that were grayed out. The grayed out options were: Salvage Ticket, GP Boost, and, to Weiss's disappointment, TP Party Boost. Weiss sighed and selected the fifth option: Supreme Bonus.

"To redeem your bonus, please place your comlink into the module."

Weiss did so. A quick beep from the system confirmed her additional 30000 credits transferring to her account.

Blake passed her on her way to the dining table. The bow-headed huntress entered her info and discovered that her Division, the Reclaimers, had gained enough support for her to get a TP Party Boost, something Weiss had her eyes on getting, so much so that she was collecting large sums of these whenever she could. She thought that she might be able to barter for it if Weiss wanted. In the end, she just chose it because it was something she could benefit from later.

Blake then had time to wash up and inspect her gear. Peak condition? Check. Ammo to spare? Check. Areas to repair? Nope. Her gear had not seen much combat the day prior.

Upon returning to the common area, Blake saw Ruby, Weiss, and Yang at the information terminal with Elma and Lin. The screen behind them showed the eight Divisions of BLADE: Pathfinders, Interceptors, Harriers, Reclaimers, Curators, Prospectors, Outfitters, and Mediators. It appeared that the two sisters were selecting a Division to work with. It wasn't mandatory that Blades from separate Divisions work separate, but rather the opposite was more true: working with many Blades from different Divisions was beneficial and encouraged.

Blake made her way to the table and took her place next to Yang. She did not draw attention to herself while Yang and Ruby thought about their choices.

Yang was the first to decide. "I think I'll join the Harriers. I could benefit greatly from the melee offensive boost."

Ruby shook her head. "I don't know if I should join the Mediators or the Interceptors."

Blake chimed in. "The Interceptors have the additional range bonus, but I think that you'd be a larger help as a Mediator. The extra TP Boost and added interaction seems right up your alley."

Ruby nodded. "Alright, Mediators it is then."

Elma logged their choices into the terminal. "Looks like you're all set. Now, we need to discuss today's mission. Everyone ready?"

Weiss spoke for the group. "I think we're all ready."

Elma began. "Our task today is simple: we had a skell team fall in combat a small distance from NLA. Our last contact was with the team's leader and from the sounds of it, they were under attack by some indigenous creatures. Team RWBY has been assigned to this mission, but Nagi requested that we tag along to examine your level of teamwork and your strength in battle. I've also called in two recruits who will be joining my team to meet us outside the eastern gate."

Blake wanted a little clarification. "So, expect a recon mission, but prepare for a bounty hunt?"

Elma nodded. "That's the best way to put it. Who knows? We may get there without any trouble at all."

Lin shook her head. "I don't know. I've got a bad feeling all of a sudden."

Ruby snapped her fingers. "Hey, you've got us to help. Yang, what were our list of achievements from Remnant?"

Yang counted each item on her fingers. "Let's see: Taking out a Nevermore and a Deathstalker with relative ease, driving off violent extremists on multiple occasions, trashing an abandoned island run by a mad scientist and his mutants, getting rid of two dangerous sociopaths, and placing in the finals of the tournament before it was compromised…."

Weiss stopped her. "Until you blew off Mercury's Robotic leg."

Yang glared. "Again: before it was compromised."

Ruby sighed. "Regardless, you've got us here! No need to worry."

Lin smiled. "Then I'll stay on the positive side of things."

Elma tapped her finger on the display. "Let's get going. We've not much time to lose."

Emm was tapping her foot impatiently. Her black-tinted armor was customized for speed and strength in offensive maneuvers, despite its abnormal appearance. It was crafted from the chestplate from a Norak Battlesuit with the sleeves removed, Elite Scoales, a green visored Scouter, and black combat gloves. Her weapons of choice were a set of dual plasma pistols and an ebony katana. Her red hair was just long enough to reach past her shoulders, but she had tied it back into a ponytail to keep it controlled. She was scanning the entrance into NLA with her sapphire eyes. She soon began to shift her shoulder a little in order to distract herself from the long wait.

Her partner, N-Sight, was checking his comlink for the route ahead. His silver eyes kept searching for what signals he could find. He eventually put up his device and ran his left hand through his blue-streaked, silver hair. He rested his other hand on his beam sword, hanging from his belt on the left side. He brushed off his shoulder and glanced down at his golden gloves, colored to match his black shirt with golden sleeves. He wore combat scoales of a darker shade, as close to lincoln green as he could get. As he stared towards the entrance, he readjusted his silver glasses to fit more snug on the rim of his nose. He finally found what he was looking for.

"There they are," he stated, eyeing a group of six women walking around the corner. He noted that he'd be surrounded by women for the next few hours. It was not something that he was going to be thrilled about. It just brought back memories of living with his family on earth, but that's for another time.

Emm coughed into her hand. "It's what we get for arriving at the rendezvous point two hours early."

N-Sight just shrugged. "I just didn't want to hold up the colonel from another mission."

Emm shook her head. "Forget that other mission from last week. That was a five minute delay and you know it."

The group of six had reached them now. Elma and Lin were the two that they had met before, but the other four were fairly new recruits to them. N-Sight decided to take in the details of each for later reference.

The youngest of the newcomers wore a black t-shirt with long sleeves, one black and one redder than a rose. Her black combat pants were complemented by her black combat boots, which had red stripes and soles to them. Her black and crimson tinted hair was free from any accessory, an uncommon thing for soldiers in general, let alone a teenage girl. He noticed that she wielded a sniper rifle and a longsword, a simple combination, but not very popular among new recruits and unexperienced Blades.

Second, his focus changed to the white haired beauty. She was dressed in survival armor from chest to toe, opting out of the helmet as a defensive measure. She had her hair tied back into a long ponytail, which went down into her armor at the neck to hide its true length. Her weapons of choice were twin psycho launchers on her back and a laser sword at her belt. He could tell by the way she carried herself that she had been the heiress to a large corporation or a royal figure of some type. However, her face was marred by a single scar that ran over her left eye.

Thirdly, the ninja of the group, arguably, was an interesting sight to see. She wore a black bow in her ebony hair. She wore jet-black attire, with nothing to distinguish between any clothing item. She had twin swords sheathed on her back and two pistols clipped below them. Her amber eyes shone back at him with little to no emotion within them.

Finally, he noticed the blonde bombshell. She had a brown t-shirt on and black pants like the first girl's. Her black boots were decorated with golden heels and a matching stripe on each side. She appeared to have no melee weapon, but she wielded dual handguns clipped to her belt. Her golden bracelets amused N-Sight, who could not figure out what they did. Finally, he noticed her right arm was mechanical, no skin on it and made of a durable alloy of some kind. Her long hair went too far for practicality, but he was more focused on her lavender eyes. He knew that something was different about them, but he just couldn't place it.

He turned back to Elma, who was just about to ask him something. "N-Sight, Emm, are you two ready?"

He nodded. "I'm all suited up and ready to go."

Emm smirked. "You know I'm ready, but who are all of these teenagers you've brought with you?"

N-Sight elbowed her. "Don't you recognize them? They're the new recruits who took in the Corgi we found two days ago."

Emm tilted her head. "Oh! That makes more sense."

Elma gestured to the four huntresses. "This is Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna, and Yang Xiao Long." She moved her hand towards Emm and N-Sight. "This is Emm and N-Sight, the newest additions to my team."

N-Sight extended his right hand. "It is an honor to meet you, Ms. Schnee."

Weiss took his hand and shook it firmly. "The pleasure is mine."

Emm turned to look at her partner with a confused look, but shook her head and extended hers towards Ruby. "Nice to meet you, Ms. Rose."

Ruby shook her hand in return. "Nice to meet you, but just call me Ruby!"

Emm let go and went to shake with Yang, but was greeted by a tight hug by the blonde bombshell. "It's my turn!"

Emm tried to break free of the tough grip, but to no avail. "Can't...Breathe!" She gasped.

Yang let go. "Sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm a bit of a hugger, in case you hadn't noticed."

Emm brushed herself off. "Oh, I've noticed."

N-Sight cleared his throat. "Are we setting out now, or are we still waiting for someone?"

Elma shook her head. "Nope, that's everyone. Let's get going. We have a lot of ground to cover before nightfall."

The crew set out, uncertain of what they would encounter and unprepared for the fate that lay ahead.

Emm: It feels good to be back.

N-Sight: Same here, although I'm in the story alongside you.

Emm: Did you ever disclose to me what your primary ranged weapon is?

N-Sight: Nope. I'm still building it.

Emm: You and your quirky weapon designs.

N-Sight: Regardless, I'm not spoiling it here.

Emm: I guess we'll catch up with that downed Skell two weeks from now.

N-Sight: Yep. Writing these things and trying to stay ahead is difficult.

Emm: Quick question.

N-Sight: No, I haven't caught up on DOOM: GTOV yet.

Emm: Not that. When do you plan on pausing this story?

N-Sight: Hopefully, I won't. I'll have some side-quests that will keep me busy, but I'll keep updating as long as I can keep up.

Emm: Same day, two weeks?

N-Sight: Same day, two weeks.