"Daddy, why are you leaving?"
"Because honey, my friends need my help," replied the father as he changed into his uniform. "I'll try not to be gone long."
The little girl looked down sadly. The father went down to his daughter's level . "Honey, I know you're scared. I am too," he told her gently. The girl looked at her father.
"Really?" she asked curiously. Her father nodded.
"Really. I'm scared that I won't come back to you and Ricardo," he said to her, hugging her close. "But I'll be back as soon as I can. I promise."
The little girl smiled. "Okay. But you promised!"
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RWBY: CRV
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Beacon
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It was a beautiful day in Vale. The sun was shining, people were going about their business, and Beacon Academy was quickly having their airspace taken over by airships from Atlas. At the top of Beacon Academy, Ozpin and Glynda watched as the larger airships landed.
"Ironwood certainly loves bringing his work wherever he travels," Glynda said scornfully. Ozpin subtly nodded. "Well," he told her, "Running an academy and a military make him a busy man. But yes, those are a bit of an eyesore." Suddenly, his desk began chirping, an 'Access Requested' message flashing. "Come in."
The door opened, allowing General Ironwood to come in. "Ozpin!" he said cheerfully, greeting his fellow headmaster. Ozpin nodded to Ironwood, standing at attention.
"Hello, General."
"Please, drop the formalities," Ironwood asked as he closed the gap between himself and Ozpin, shaking his hand. "It's been too long. And Glynda! It has certainly been too long since we last met," he added, looking over to Glynda with a small smile.
Glynda gave Ironwood a strained smile. "Oh, James!" Glynda's face quickly went back to scowling. I'll be outside," she stated, walking away. Ironwood turned back to Ozpin.
"Well, she hasn't changed a bit," he commented as Glynda walked out the door. However, as she did so, she almost ran right into Beacon's newest… teacher.
"Mr. Ozpin, why is-" Ronin asked as he walked in, only to see Ironwood and Ozpin standing there. "Sir, who is this?" he asked warily, his hand edging close to his pistol, a motion not lost on Ironwood.
"Oz, who is that Faunus?" he asked the green-clad Huntsman-slash-professor. Ozpin sighed as he sat at his desk and poured a cup of coffee.
"James, this is Sergeant Ronin. Although he looks like a Faunus, he isn't," Ozpin tried to explain. "Sergeant Ronin, this is General James Ironwood, from Atlas." Ronin looked at Ironwood, hand no longer reaching for the pistol.
"Atlas is the one with the mostly autonomous military, right?" he asked Ozpin for clarification. Ozpin nodded as Ironwood looked to his friend in confusion.
"What do you mean he only looks like a Faunus? And where is he from?" the general asked, years of training kicking.
"Sorry General Ironwood, but you won't find it on any of your maps," Ronin stated respectfully. "As for the only looking like a Faunus, well… I'm not an expert on quantum mechanics, but I'll just settle with a cosmic entity had a sense of humor when I crossed over."
Ozpin picked the discussion from there. "What he means to say James is that he's from another universe entirely, one that doesn't have Grimm. Sergeant Ronin, do you have your wallet with you?" Ronin nodded as he dug it out. Flipping it open, he quickly pulled out a single card and offered it to Ironwood.
Ironwood took it and looked over it.
Name: RONIN, NATHANIEL J
Rank: E9 -Sergeant Major
Species: VOXIN(ARCTIC)
Ironwood looked at the photo on the card in confusion. "So, you're some kind of walking fox-thing?" he asked, incredulous. "But that's impossible!"
"So says the general who lives in a world with elemental crystals, fairy tale monsters, and collapsible gun-scythes," Ronin deadpanned. "Among other things."
Silence.
"He does have a point," Ozpin said calmly. "Now James, Sergeant Ronin is stranded here until he can contact his superiors for a pick-up. Until then, he's agreed to teach here on an as needed basis."
Ironwood scoffed. "Doesn't he need to be a Huntsman to teach here?" he asked Ozpin. Ozpin smirked.
"Yes, but if what Glynda had to say about him within his first few minutes of being here, I'm sure he more than qualifies," he said. "And James?"
Ironwood sighed as Ronin discreetly helped himself to a coffee machine set in the wall. "Yes Oz?"
"We live in a time of peace. A small fleet like the one outside my window would send the wrong message," Ozpin said, putting his hands together. "So please, try to be discreet. The last thing these people need now so close to the Vytal Festival is fear and panic. In the mean time, we will continue to train the best Huntsmen and Huntress we can."
Ironwood sighed as he turned to leave the room. "As am I," he stated. As he reached the doorframe, Ironwood stopped. "But ask yourself this Ozpin: do you honestly believe your children can win a war?" Finally, Ironwood left the room.
"I hope they never have to," Ozpin said, mostly to himself.
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Later
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"Attention; all first year students, please report to the main hall for an important announcement. All first year students, please report to the main hall," came the voice of Ms. Goodwitch over the school P.A. system. Ruby, Yang, Weiss, and Blake all looked at each other as they were walking back from the library.
"Huh, that's weird," Yang said. "The announcements usually come right after breakfast. So, what do you think is in the main hall anyway?"
"Maybe it has something to do with the Festival," Weiss said to her team-mate. "Might some extra assignment that Professor Ozpin's cooked up. What do you think Ruby?"
"Eeh-hee, I don't know, maybe it's just another boring lecture?" Ruby offered up shyly, not sure exactly what was going to happen either.
"Well, whatever it is, we should probably head there quickly before it gets too crowded," Blake said.
"Good point," Yang replied. Together, Team RWBY headed off to the main hall.
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A/N: And this is the part where I've likely screwed up. In most of my fics, I've never used established, canonical characters. However, seeing as the show is called RWBY, well, the girls needed to be in it. Effectively, this is pretty much a rehashing of S2 Episode Two, up until after the library. If you all may, I would appreciate ANY and ALL CONSTRUCTIVE advice on how to accurately write Team RWBY and JNPR. Because really, this show and fic deserves utmost respect and love from me and the other fans out there.
Also, I'm working on a cover image for this, depicting the eponymous CRV, and is mostly done with the drawing stage. Don't expect anything crazy good, because crazy good I am not. I just happen to like art.
Anyhow, this is the management, saying R&R, and enjoy!