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Humanity. For as long as humanity could see the stars, they have wondered what lies beyond them. Were there other worlds, other people out there, like them? Would they exchange gifts of peace, or weapons of war? Would they find great good, or terrible evil?

It was never so simple as all that, but on this night they would get their answer….

…..

The Vega system.

We begin in a circular, metal room, the wall lined with all manner of specimens, pieces of technology, androids, weapons, materials, and a few rare items. Among them were a Thanagarian mace, a deactivated manhunter, an orange lamp, and rifles with an omega on the grips.

The door opened, and a yellow lantern stepped in. In this black and yellow uniform was a black, scaly alien with four fingers, an elongated head, mandibles instead of a mouth, and one red eye.

His gaze was not on any of the odd assortment of items in the room, but on the one behind an equally cluttered desk. He wore an orange and black outfit, with bits and pieces of tech scattered. His head was brown furry, vulpine and mostly a triangle, complete with red and orange eyes and a smirk.

The one behind the desk chuckled. "R'tay-lo."

R'tay approached him. "Lazlo, you slimy marketeer!"

Lazlo laughed. "BLACK marketeer! Let's not confuse them."

The two clasped hands and grinned, just like old friends.

Lazlo smirked, playing with a plasma pistol. "So, how's Sinestro treating you?"

R'tay sighed. "It's been as thrilling as it is difficult. We've been gaining ground in many sectors, but the green lanterns make it a challenge. One in particular named Helos has been after me for a while."

Lazlo reached into his desk and pulled out some drinks. "Care for some?"

R'tay nodded. Lazlo poured some into glasses. "So, what of you Lazlo? I assume you didn't migrate to the Vega system for the views."

Lazlo laughed. "The Vega system has been free of the Guardians' jurisdiction for centuries! Even today they won't mess with Larfleeze! Better here than Oa!"

They took their glasses, gave a toast, and drank it down. "This is good."

Lazlo examined the bottle. "Been saving this for a bit. So, you need something from me or is this merely a pleasant visit?"

"As pleasant as it is," R'tay admitted, "I was hoping you might have something to offer against the green lanterns."

"Figured. What'll it be? Weapons? Strategies? Services? Coordinates for potential targets?"

"Whatever you got. Impress me."

Lazlo turned to a terminal, giving a wicked grin. "Well… there is one set of coordinates I've been saving for a special customer… one rumored to lead to a world of bloody evolution. Fueled by the elements, magic, and fear. And best of all… is so remote that not even the Guardians know of it."

This caught R'tay's attention. "You don't say… name your price."

Lazlo grinned. "Double my usual price, double and a quarter for transport."

R'tay smirked. "Done. So… what is the name of this precious planet?"

Remnant

The sun is setting over the towers and classrooms of Beacon Academy, as the day is coming to a close. The castle saw students rushing to either the library to study, or back to their dorms to wind down after a long day. The light of the coming dusk was slipping through the window of a particular dorm, one belonging to team RWBY. Said team was winding down themselves, having gone through a day's worth of classes about weapon's maintenance and Grimm physiology. Professor Port was especially boring, droning on about the time he spent a week tracking an alpha manticore through the icy mountains of Solitas with limited dust and food. Weiss of course was among the only ones who found that tale interesting in the least, with the others having dozed off halfway through.

The team was relaxing on their poorly constructed bunk beds, held together by ropes, stacked books, and an assortment of other articles. Weiss Schnee was studying a book about dust application, Yang Xiao Long was watching funny videos on her scroll, Blake Belladonna was reading Ninjas of Love, and team leader Ruby Rose was reading comics and eating cookies.

Yang yawned. "I gotta tell you, I thought Port would never finish his story. Went on for way too long."

Weiss scoffed. "As if you could hold an interest in anything intellectual. I found it stirring, and the fight itself must've been quite a performance."

Blake, nose deep in her book, commented "but he paid too much attention to how he found it and how he rationed his food. He should've gotten to the point."

Weiss huffed and furiously wrote down notes. Ruby was humming as she read her comic, which brought one of Port's stories to the forefront.

"Say," She started. "Remember when Port told us he saw an actual alien years ago?"

Yang shrugged. "I already forgot the one from this morning."

Ruby sighed. "I barely remember this one. He said something about an alien in an orange outfit near Vacuo, having fought it and lived to tell the tale."

Yang laughed. "Yeah, right! Like Port would ever…"

Ruby sighed and went to the window, resting her head on her arms, staring at the sky giving way to stars, the moon shining in pieces alongside them. "What if aliens are out there? People in every shape and size? With huge ships, beautiful homes, or huntresses of their own?"

Weiss huffed. "I doubt it."

Blake's bow, hiding her cat ears, twitched. "I don't know… we haven't found anything yet."

Yang smirked. "If they turn out to be evil invaders, then Ember Cecilia and I will knock them back into orbit."

The girls give a slight laugh at a Yang joke that wasn't a godawful pun.

Weiss hummed. "Regardless, we still have things to sort out down here, like grimm and Torchwick. Best not to focus up there."

Ruby looks out the window, her eyes resting on a yellow star hidden among the pieces of the moon.

…..

Sector 686

Across the star spangled void of space, a green light sped past them. In this green light was a rather girthy alien in a green and black outfit, with a green lantern on his chest. He had a reptilian snout, purple skin, scaly skin, and green eyes.

Helos of sector 1326 didn't think he'd ever get used to flying in space, especially without a ship. But with a lantern ring, a lot was possible. He even witnessed a blue lantern reigniting a star with his ring, using the hope of the planet's inhabitants. It was truly a sight to behold.

Right now, he was looking at a star in the Oum system of sector 686, which was a rather remote sector even for the Guardians. It's here, approaching a nearby planet where his ring received a signal from sector 2813. He had the ring display the caller, and found himself looking at a familiar Xundarian.

The Xundarian spoke. "Helos. How is your case faring?"

Helos smiled. "I finally found a lead, Tomar-Re. I tracked a few black marketeers to the Vega system, and apparently they sold a ship to a yellow lantern. I was able to track it to the Oum System in sector 686, a remote one at that."

Tomar grew suspicious. "Why such a distant system? Wouldn't a yellow lantern be better suited elsewhere?"

Helos grimaced. "Precisely my thought. The lantern must've had a reason, and I intend to find out what it is."

Tomar nodded. "Very well. I'd insist on coming with you, but there's been an incident on Daxam that requires my attention."

Helos chuckled. "Knowing you, I'd say the situation will be well taken care of. I'll see you back on Oa with a yellow ring for the science cells."

The transmission ended and Helos flew off to find the yellow lantern.

….

Remnant's orbit

Helos was approaching the habitable zone of the Oum System when The tracker went off, indicating he was near. He followed.

He found himself looking upon the third planet from the sun, which strangely shared many similarities with earth, Hal Jordan's homeworld in sector 2814. There were blue oceans, green and brown landmasses, and the ring identified an atmosphere similar to earth. However, there was one continent resembling a fictional earth creature called a dragon, few populated regions compared to other civilized worlds, and most notably a broken moon, its pieces staying in orbit.

Helos marveled at the moon. "Strange. What could have caused that?"

The tracker beeped, and it seemed to be directed towards the debris of the moon. He approached it, the dust and rocks clinging to his suit. He spotted a simple gray ship slowly moving through the rubble of the moon.

"There you are…"

He moved to the ship, and made his way to the cockpit, finding it empty. Where was the pilot?

He got his answer in the form of a yellow energy blast. A quick shield saved him, and now he was staring at the one he was searching for treading on top of the ship. The man had black skin, elongated head, mandibles, one red eye, four fingers, a Sinestro corps uniform and ring.

The lantern glared. "So, the Guardians did send one of their pawns after me. About time you showed up."

Helios growled. "R'tay."

The yellow lantern extended his arms. "I must say, you must've gone through a lot of trouble to find me here. Allow me to give you a rest."

He fired another beam, and Helos blocked it with a sphere and charged Rtay. He moved to the side and made a run for the surface. Not one to be deterred, Helos raced after him, hurdling to the surface of this planet.

…

Beacon Academy

Ozpin has had a very trying week. Between the White Fang incident at the docks, Ironwood's insistence on bringing an Atlesian fleet to the Vytal Festival, and of course her, he has been feeling wrung.

Nevertheless, it all would be worth it to keep his school, and his world, safe. Grimm activity only continues to grow, and with the White Fang apparently partnering with the likes of Roman Torchwick, he knew something was at work. Hopefully Qrow's mission would shed some light.

These thoughts were interrupted as he was downing a cup of coffee after a grueling day of grades and paperwork. While gazing into the night sky, he noticed a rather alluring light, a green and yellow star. At least, that's what he thought it was, until it started to grow larger…..or closer. Scarcely had he realized it, the two lights plummeted out of the sky, trailing green and yellow behind them. The two made a hard turn and crashed into the Emerald Forest, kicking up a dust cloud. The lights continued to flash, moving and growing faint.

Ozpin tilted his head in confusion. "What in the?" That was a first, even for him. He needed to find out what it was before others did. He picked up his scroll and dialed in the person he trusted most in this academy.

"Ms. Goodwitch? Please report to my office immediately…..and bring team RWBY with you. I have a feeling they will be needed."