Sup guys? Lighting Wolf here, back with another story for RWBY/Star Wars. Enjoy the 800-word chapter. I do not own RWBY or Star Wars, Disney, Monty Oum, and Rooster Teeth do.

(Atlas)

Winter sighed and looked over to the side before she seemed to be too interested in now. She had been too unable to deal with all the training, all the skill and power upon her mind.

She had been too unable to try and deal with it as she clicked her fingers before she sighed to herself for now.

She looked to the side, she had been finally able to try and convince the general that the plan was to keep fighting on as she seemed to keep thinking.

The woman knew that Ironwood was exhausted. He was running the entire army and she was nothing more than the lowly soldier she was… Even she had been unable to help.

She hated this at times, she hated the idea that such a thing would exist… For she was tortured by what needed to be dealt with now.

She had been an ODD soldier for now. She knew more and more with each passing second of the day.

She had been too interested in the next goal… For there was so little she had not mastered.

Each keystroke reminded her of the fact that there was too much data before she clicked as she hummed.

(Within another galaxy)

The junior officer wore his uniform with pride… For he was above those in the Empire and he would use this position to aid those who could not aid themselves… For he was an ISB agent who was set to start work today.

He had been too unable to deal with it, he did paperwork but he had been unwilling to relax once more and more with each little measure he made to try and fix it… So much that it might hurt to see it all happen the same way/

Yes, it hurt… And he could not allow it to happen that way, not at all. Even then? He was too thrown off, he shifted through data and countless reports.

Even then? He had been unable to pinpoint the cause of crime and dissent in this sector. The rebels were crafty, they were cunning, but so was he. They were smart enough to have dealt with it… He had a LOT of ideas.

So far, he did not put the city on lockdown. Not just because he had zero desire to do so but because it would also tip off the rebels that he was onto them, they would get bolder and prone to more and more with each little idea he implanted.

So? For now? He did NOTHING. He set the board and prepared for an invasion that required nothing short of insanity, he would strike them when it came to it.

There was chaos that required something like this, a madness that did not seem to be dealt with for now, and knowing whatever was going on would be the best.

He sighed and simply leaned back in his chair and knowing whatever came next would have been dealt with it and he had managed it for now.

The ISB agent spent all his time at the holotable, too interested in the next step of their goal.

"Long night, Sergeant?" He heard.

"Yes. Long rotation." He stated before he sighed.

He moved to the side to let the droid move next to him… One of the K series, he believed. He had been unable to have dealt with it for now, an identity that he had managed to deal with at the end of the day.

Perhaps he was thrown off by it. He had been on his feet for a rotation and exhausted for now and he had been too relaxed.

There was exhaustion in his actions as he was too thrown at the end of the day before he managed to relax.

He had been too tired to relax… But he was unsure of his next move. He had been too unsure of himself and he would not die out for now.

He had been too tired of what he had to deal with, he clicked his fingers and then sighed to himself before he yawned. He wanted to be over this, he wanted it down and dusted at this juncture.

All of it was coming to an end. The hunt would be ending sooner or later

Author notes

Phew. The first chapter is done! I want to point out next chapter will be in 2-10 months and will be 900-6500 words and will be showing more and more of both the ISB agent and Winter and setting up their crossover. Until the next chapter, Lighting Wolf is out!