(Fide's POV)

How? How had Rockwell done this? What had he done?

..Wait, what was this message coming from the Aberrant ARK?

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TO ALL ALLIES OF THE NEWLY ARRIVED SURVIVOR: Greetings, this is the Underseer. It appears that Rockwell has activated the system used to acquire new survivors prior to his incapacitation. Analysis indicates that the system is now stuck in activated mode and will run until it reaches mandatory shutdown, after which it will become inactive, possibly permanently. Unfortunately, until that point it will not stop sending in new survivors, and possibly more from their home universes. This is your only warning. Good luck.

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...Of course this came with no advice that helped. Because why not?

FUCK ROCKWELL WITH AN EXPLOSIVE SPEAR!

"Oh, I feel so loved!"

"Shove it, you overgrown science experiment!"

"Really? That's the best insult you can come up with? I actually rather disappointed."

"Oh, I will have more soon enough. And when this is done, I'm mounting your head on the wall for my boss."

"Do you really think you will be the one doing the stuffing here?"

"Uh, yeah? You've only scratched the surface of what I can do."

"Perhaps. But then again, the some could be said of you to me. After all, this ARK network has provided me with a variety of different creatures to work with. To say nothing of technology."

"What are you driveling on about now?"

Suddenly, a new contact appeared on Fide's sensors. Looking toward it, she was surprised to see a cube of all things headed her way.

"That cube belonged to a race of cyborgs that try to assimilate others into their network. I just had the luck to find one with the systems gutted and most of the drones gone. It was too hard to get the element to replicate it."

'Really?' thought Fide. 'You're trying to use Borg Cubes against us? Well, they will die all the same under a torrent of plasma fire-how did they resist that?!'

"Oh. You forgot? I've had assurances that I can take on your forces. Good luck, tin can woman. You and your superiors will need it."

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(on the surface, Flame POV)

"Protect the King! Protect the King!"

"Get his cradle to saftey!"

"For the King!"

I watched, bemused, as a group of robots that looked distinctively like children's toys carried a baby-sized robot with them to shelter, while dinosaurs did battle with strange machines. Nearby, a vortex of energy swirled for a moment, before soon sealing. Another vortex then opened, releasing a strange collection of peoples riding dinosaurs and other prehistoric creatures that looked similar but simultaneously different to the ones on the ARK. I think they came from Paraworld if I remembered right.

"So, to recap, Rockwell broke the survivor system so that now it can transport people from any universe the network is connected to here, regardless of whether they are survivor candidates, and you can't stop it?"

"Yes," confirmed Fide. "I suggest that you try and defeat the titans down there so that we can regain control of the ARK network and boot Rockwell out of the system. Then I should be able to fix things."

"How the fuck does Rockwell have technology that can hurt your commander?" asked Vivian as she gutted a horrifically mutated raptor - a victim of element poisoning.

"...ROB?"

"...ROB."

That seemed as good a guess as any.

"I'm lodging a complaint to Celm when this mess is over. I am not going to be at the mercy of any BROBs anymore. And no, you don't count."

Vivian shrugged. "I am not a ROB anymore. No offense taken."

On a nearby outcropping, Team RWBY and my T-Doll companions had formed a circle and were firing (or in Weiss's case, firing off some dust) at a veritable horde of corrupted creatures, with a small moat of corpses already forming around them.

"C-Commander, this is M4. We've got a lot of enemies headed our way."

"I know, I can see you and hear you without the radios. Though they do make it easier to speak."

M4 rolled her eyes. "Where do you want to regroup?"

"Head for one of the abandoned buildings nearby. Tallest one you can find." At least that would keep us able to find each other.

Suddenly another vortex opened, out of which came a horde of strange looking insects...oh shit, those are bugs. Buggers. Arachnids. You know, the villains from Starship Troopers...Huh, it looks like they also came with the other aliens from the books, too. Why did the author call them Skinnies.

'...What is this place?'

Oh, and apparently I could now hear their thoughts. Must've come with being psychic.

"Um, how about a little help killing these things?"

I stared at Vivian for a moment, incomprehension flowing through my mind. When a Brain Bug (probably the one who's thoughts I had heard) turned to glance at her, I got the feeling they had the same thoughts.

"A human, asking for our help?"

"Yes, please. Please help us kill the evil dinosaurs."

You have got to be kidding me.

"And why should we do-"

"SHUT UP AND STARTING KILLING THEM!"

...Wow, I didn't know Vivian could be that scary. I think a few bugs exploded just from fear when she started yelling.

The rest decided that she had a point.

What followed was a mixture of humans, humanoid aliens, non-humanoid aliens, gynoids, robots, dinosaurs, and other creatures battling what could best be described as an army of the dead. It was anyone's game, but lots of blood, sweat, tears, and ammo later, we put down the last of the element infected horde. Good grief, that was tough. On the bright side, we now had a small moment of peace.

I was really glad I didn't have any money to bet on how long this would last. Cause I was pretty sure it would not be long.

AN: Getting a chapter out now to get back on schedule. Read and Review! This is Flamel15k, signing off!