"Speaking/Yelling"
'Thinking'
*Acton*
Salem's castle, Grimm lands, 6-21-20
Cinder growled while looking at the maps within Salem's castle in the throne room. She, her minions, Watts, and Hazel were researching what where the rest of the relics are. Unfortunately, their investigation has not been fruitful. Even when there was a truce between Ozpin and Salem, they knew that later down the line, they needed the relics for the plan.
"Where are they?!" Cinder yelled out. Causing Emerald and Mercury to winch.
"Careful Cinder, we need the maps to even find where they are." Watts states.
"Can it you old man, I don't have time for your 'advice' when your pitiful virus couldn't get in the CCT!" Cinder yelled at the Atlas doctor.
"You're still going on about that? Well, it looks like I don't need you to play that out again, even if the Americans had you fooled." Watts retorts.
"Why you-!" Before Cinder could get any more words out of her mouth, a cough from the other side of the Throne room. When they turned to look, they saw a familiar face.
"What are you doing here, Lionheart? Shouldn't you be in Haven Academy right now?" Mercury asks.
Leonardo Lionheart winches before he starts. "I w-was, but I ran into a slight detour." He stammered.
"What do you mean by that?" Watts question.
"It's because ve have asked him to let us to your little club." A voice behind Lionheart spoke as ghoulish hands made out of ice grabbed his shoulders. Then something used Lionheart as a ledge as it pulled itself into view, and Cinder and her minions are stun struck at the familiar ice-blue eyed face.
"You're one of the Warlocks." Emerald gasped, to which the Warlock nodded.
"That's correct, Mrs. Sustrai. Und if you heard correctly, my name is Eis." Eis revealed while taking a bow.
"Why are you here?" Hazel demanded.
"To give you an offer, of course!" Eis stated, getting confused looks by Salem's group.
"What?" Watts asks, clearly not impressed by their sudden proposal.
"For you, Mr. Watts, we can give you your old job back with all of our technology. For Mr. Rainart, we can give him his sister back. Und for you, Mrs. Fall, we can give you power beyond what Salem can offer." Eis bargain.
"I'll think Salem is more beneficial for my terms than what you're barging." Watts denied.
Eis, however, laugh it off. "You think I jest, Watts? Well, how about this?" He said while pulling out a staff. Cinder and the other eyes widen in realization of the weapon.
"That's the Relic!" Emerald shouted.
"Yes, the relic of Creation, was it? The one that holds Ambrosius. Und something that's supposed to be impervious to all damage." Eis stated as he put his hands in the Staff and turn it vertical. He squeezed the staff hard before raising it above his head and slammed it on his rising knee, shattering the relic and destroying any chance of the brother gods return.
The results were very devastating as the power of the relic was suddenly unleashed in a 360-degree angles. The emerging fire and spikes engulfed the area for a few seconds, buts it all it needed to make Cinder, her minions, Hazel and Watts to take cover. When they came to their feet, what they saw shocked them.
The Spikes form an archway over Eis' head. Almost making it look like a crown of sorts with the outer layers of the archway pointing outwards in a makeshift ray of light. There were also spikes on the floor that spread out and look like a wave of spears in a defensive position. The most harrowing thing was Eis himself as his hands turned into claws, and half his face was covered in either burns on one half and frostbites on the other with spikes appearing on his spinal cord.
"This." Eis began as he dropped the Staff in front of him. "Is the meer power of the Riech can give you. Why worship a god when you can become one?"
Watts, Hazel, Emerald, and Mercury look at each other with feat and uncertainty. what they saw was the destroyed Staff before looking at Eis again, unsure what to do.
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The Outpost, Mistral 6-21-20
Salem was looking at Commander Connor with a frown on her face.
"Look Salem, we cannot advance on Atlas at this time." Connor explained.
Salem scowled, displeased with the response from Commander Connor.
"Why? We have the strength, the Grimm, and the element of surprise. The time to strike is now!" Salem argued, her voice carrying an air of authority.
Connor sighed, "Our intelligence reports indicate that the Nazi forces have fortified their defenses significantly. Atlas is not the easy target it once was. We need more information and a strategic advantage before launching a full-scale assault."
Salem clenched her fists, clearly frustrated. "I will not tolerate delays. The longer we wait, the more time the Nazis will finish that contraption. We need to act swiftly and decisively."
"We understand your concerns, Salem, but rushing into this without a proper plan could be disastrous. We're working on gathering more intelligence and sabotage, and once we have a clear picture, we can proceed with a coordinated attack," Connor explained, attempting to placate Salem's impatience.
"Salem, I understand your urgency, but we must proceed cautiously. The Nazis have fortified Atlas, and a hasty attack could lead to significant casualties on our side," Connor explained.
Salem, still fueled by her desire for revenge, glared at the commander. "The longer we wait, the more time the Nazis have to entrench themselves. I will not stand idle while they continue to spread their darkness."
Connor, who was in front of Salem, spoke in a measured tone, "Salem, patience is a virtue. We need to gather intelligence, assess their defenses, and plan our attack strategically. A headlong assault without proper preparation could play into their hands."
Salem's frustration was evident, but she nodded reluctantly. "Very well. But make it swift. I won't allow them any more time to inflict pain on this world."
Suddenly a portal opens right next to Salem, revealing Emerald, Mercury, Watts, and Hazel. All having grievous wounds as the portal closed behind them. The sudden appearance of the four individuals with grievous wounds sent shockwaves through the room. Salem and the Americans stared at them in surprise and concern.
Emerald, struggling to stay on her feet, spoke with urgency, "We barely escaped. The Nazis are preparing something big."
Mercury, nursing a severe injury, added, "There's something dark at play, more than darker Salem has."
Watts, his usually composed demeanor shaken, continued, "The power they wield is immense. It's as if they've harnessed forces beyond our understanding."
Hazel, visibly exhausted, emphasized, "Whatever they're planning, it's not just about defending Atlas. There's more to it."
Salem, despite her disdain for her underlings, recognized the severity of the situation. "Speak clearly."
"The Nazis, they destroyed the Relic of Creation." Emerald began. "They manage to convince Cinder into their ranks and attack us with all they have."
"Where did this happen?" Salem demanded.
"In your Castle." Mercury groans.
Salem's eyes narrowed as she absorbed the shocking revelation. The destruction of the Relic of Creation and Cinder's betrayal were significant blows, especially considering the sacred nature of the relics and their potential power. The fact that the Nazis had infiltrated her own castle was a severe breach.
"Explain in detail," Salem ordered, her voice cold and calculating.
Watts, despite his injuries, managed to provide a succinct account. "The Nazis, under the command of a warlock named Eis, attacked us during a confrontation. They not only destroyed the Relic of Creation but also revealed dark powers that we hadn't anticipated."
Hazel added, "Eis demonstrated abilities beyond our understanding. It was as if he had become a conduit for malevolent forces. We barely escaped with our lives."
Salem's grip on the armrest tightened. Betrayal and failure resonated in the air. "Cinder chose to align herself with the Nazis. How did that happen?"
Emerald hesitated before speaking, "Cinder was enticed by promises of power, greater than what you offered. The Nazis claimed they could make her a god."
Salem's expression darkened further. The audacity of the Nazis to make such promises infuriated her. "And what of Cinder now?"
Mercury winced, "She's with them willingly, Salem. She sees it as an opportunity to surpass you."
Salem's eyes flashed with a mix of rage and disappointment. "She underestimates the consequences of her choices. If the Nazis have her loyalty, they will use her until she's no longer useful."
Salem, regaining her composure, before stating "We must act swiftly and decisively. The Nazis will pay for every transgression."
"But first." Connor began as he looks at his soldier. "Get them to the Medical Bay. the wounds are grievous enough that their aura's might not affect it right." Connor ordered.
The wounded members of Salem's faction were promptly assisted by the soldiers. The severity of their injuries necessitated immediate medical attention. The soldiers carefully helped Emerald, Mercury, Watts, and Hazel, guiding them toward the medical bay of the outpost.
As they departed, Salem, deep in thought, spoke to Commander Connor, "This situation requires a reevaluation of our plans. The Nazis have proven to be more formidable than expected."
Connor nodded, acknowledging the seriousness of the threat. "Agreed, and this might be connected to their portal to Hell is becoming more plausible by the day."
"Agreed," Salem replied, her eyes reflecting a mixture of determination and frustration. "We must uncover their weaknesses and exploit them. And Cinder... she will face the consequences of her choices."
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Underground Bunker, New York, 6-21-20
Meanwhile, the members of FAWN, RWBY, SSSN, and Team CFVY, along with Amber, Tucson, and Doc, gather in the bunker's central area. The atmosphere is a mix of relief and tension, knowing that even in the midst of the reunion, the harsh reality of the ongoing war looms overhead.
"Summer Rose, I presume?" Nathanel greets, extending his hand. "I'm Nathanel Grenn, leader of FAWN. These are my teammates, Francis, Willow, and Alice."
Summer smiles warmly, shaking Nathanel's hand. "Thank you for taking care of my daughters. I can't express how grateful I am."
Ruby and Yang, still clinging to their mother, chime in simultaneously, "Mom, these are our friends from Beacon and Haven!"
Summer looks at the group, recognizing familiar faces from the teams that fought together in Beacon Academy. "It's good to see young Huntsmen and Huntresses working together. We'll need all the help we can get."
John steps forward, eyes filled with determination. "I've been monitoring the situation from the shadows. The Nazis are not just advancing; they are fortifying their positions and constructing some sort of device in Atlas. We suspect it might be related to the portal they've been working on."
"The portal to Hell, correct?" Amber asks.
John nods. "Yes. We can't afford to underestimate the Nazis or their allies. The more we know, the better chance we have at stopping them."
The combined forces of Huntsmen, Huntresses, and the American group FAWN, along with Amber, Tucson, Doc, John, and the long-lost Summer Rose, prepare to face the challenges ahead. The ruins of New York City serve as a backdrop to their meeting, a symbol of the destruction wrought by the ongoing war. Together, they form an alliance against the darkness that threatens Remnant.
Suddenly John put his hands on a earpiece and listens to it intently. He merely frowns at the information he received. "Damnit." He growled.
"What?" Ruby asks.
"Target Ash, or who you have known as Cinder, hightailed to the Nazi sides after Eis, who is the Winter Warlock demonstrated his power and Occult magic." John informed.
The news of Cinder defecting to the Nazi side after witnessing Eis's power and occult magic sends a shockwave through the assembled group. Ruby, Yang, and the others exchange worried glances, realizing that an already formidable enemy has gained a powerful ally.
"Darn it," Yang mutters, clenching her fists. "We knew Cinder was trouble, but this just made things worse."
Summer, maintaining her composure, turns to John. "Any idea why she would switch sides? And who's this Eis?"
John sighs, "Eis is a warlock, a male wielder of the Winter Maiden powers. The Nazis seem to have convinced Cinder that their cause is more promising. Whether it's true power or some twisted persuasion, she's with them now."
Amber, who had been quiet in shock, started. "We need to be cautious. If Cinder is working with the Nazis, she might exploit her knowledge of our strengths and tactics."
"We can't let her betrayal distract us from the larger threat," Nathanel declares. "Our focus remains on stopping the Nazis and whatever they're planning with that portal in Atlas. Cinder made her choice, and she'll have to face the consequences later."
Tucson, his expression grim, speaks up, "We need to be ready for anything. This Eis guy sounds like bad news. If he can turn the tide with occult magic, we're in for a tough fight."
As they continue to talk, three US soldiers (A human, Faunus, and a MEC) come into the Room. "Sirs, Ma'ams." the Human soldier begins. "The President would have a word with all of you."
Nathanel nods, "Lead the way. We'll speak with the President."
The soldiers guide the group to a secure communication room within the outpost. In the room, a large screen flickers to life, displaying the image of President Gates. The atmosphere in the room becomes more formal as everyone stands at attention.
"Good to see all of you," President Gates begins, his expression grave. "I've been briefed on the recent developments, including Cinder's betrayal and the emergence of this warlock, Eis. The situation has become more dire than we anticipated."
Nathanel steps forward, "Mr. President, we're aware of the challenges, but we're committed to stopping the Nazis and their dark allies. We need information and guidance to navigate this situation."
President Gates nods, "I appreciate your dedication. We've gathered intelligence on Eis, and it seems he possesses powerful occult abilities, as well as the Winter Maidens. Our analysts are working around the clock to understand the extent of his capabilities. As for Cinder, we'll deal with her betrayal later. Our immediate concern is the portal in Atlas and the Nazis' plans."
Amber speaks up, "John mentioned a portal to Hell. Can you provide more details on that?"
President Gates takes a deep breath, "Yes, our intelligence indicates that the Nazis are attempting to open a portal to another dimension, and the signs point to a dark realm we can only describe as 'Hell.' We believe they seek to harness whatever malevolent forces reside there for their war effort."
Tucson raises an eyebrow, "Opening a portal to Hell? That sounds-."
Gates interrupted grimly, "It's beyond insanity, but we've seen their willingness to delve into the occult. We can't underestimate the threat they pose. Your mission remains unchanged: infiltrate Atlas, gather intel, and find a way to neutralize that portal. Time is of the essence."
Nathanel salutes, "We're ready, Mr. President. We'll do whatever it takes to stop them."
Gates returns the salute, "Godspeed, everyone. The fate of both our worlds hangs in the balance. May we emerge victorious against this darkness."
With that, the communication screen goes dark, and the group is left to absorb the gravity of the mission ahead. The soldiers lead them back to the planning room, where a strategic discussion ensues on how to approach the situation in Atlas and thwart the Nazis' unholy ambitions.
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American FOB, Vale, 6-22-20
General Rimmy speaks first, "Alright, folks, let's cut to the chase. We've got a portal to Hell situation on our hands, and we need to address it ASAP. Reports say the Nazis are pulling out all the stops in Atlas."
Commander Digby, known for his strategic prowess (And a Commissar tone), adds, "Our intelligence indicates that they're fortifying Atlas, opening that portal, and unleashing occult forces. We can't let them succeed. Our divisions are ready for deployment."
Ozpin, the headmaster of Beacon Academy, interjects, "The relics, the portals, and now the Nazis with this occult magic. It seems the lines between Remnant and Earth are becoming dangerously blurred."
General Ironwood, wearing his military uniform and projecting a sense of controlled stress, agrees, "We need a coordinated effort. The Brazilian 1st 'Smoking Snakes,' the Canadian 2nd 'Maple Leafs,' the American 3rd 'Liberty Brigade,' and the rest of the divisions must work together."
General Rimmy nods, "Exactly. We can't afford to let infighting hinder our mission. We've got to hit them with everything we've got and shut down that portal. Failure is not an option."
Commander Digby points to various locations on the map, "Our primary targets are the fortified positions in Atlas. The Nazi forces are consolidating their defenses. We'll need to strike with precision and overwhelm them."
General Rimmy tapping his fingers on the table, speaks with a measured tone, "Our forces are prepared for the assault. The American 4th 'Steel Legion,' the Mexican 5th 'Aztec Guardians,' and the Brazilian 6th 'Amazon Phantoms' will provide support. Our joint operations will be crucial."
The room falls silent for a moment as the gravity of the situation sinks in. General Ironwood breaks the silence, "We've faced Grimm, terrorists, and even each other, but this is a whole new level of threat. We stand united against the darkness, and we'll put an end to this Nazi menace."
Commander Digby nods, "Agreed. Our divisions are ready to move out. Let's show them the strength of unity and the will to protect our worlds."
Ozpin, looking at the Huntsmen and military leaders, states, "Remember, it's not just a battle for territory; it's a battle for the very balance of our existence. Do not underestimate the power of unity against the forces of division."
"Let's just hope it doesn't be another Bloody Ohama." Digby stated.
General Rimmy nods somberly, "Agreed, Digby. We're dealing with unknown forces and unpredictable magic. Our focus is on securing victory without unnecessary bloodshed. We can't afford to lose sight of the bigger picture."
Ozpin adds his thoughts, "The key is precision and understanding. If we can disrupt their plans at critical points, we might be able to turn the tide without a large-scale conflict. The element of surprise will be our ally."
The commanders share a determined look, acknowledging the challenges ahead. The potential for a large-scale confrontation loom, but the priority is to prevent unnecessary bloodshed and secure victory efficiently.
General Rimmy addresses the room, "Our forces are ready. Let's make sure we minimize casualties on both sides. We'll hit them hard and fast, dismantle their defenses, and put an end to this threat before it escalates further."
Commander Digby adds, "Remember, the goal is to eliminate the occult threat. Precision strikes and targeted engagements. We don't want this to turn into a prolonged siege."
"What is Bloody Ohama?" Juane asks as he and his teammates walked in to hear Digby say the line.
General Rimmy and Commander Digby exchange glances, realizing that everyone else, being from Remnant, may not be familiar with Earth's history.
"Bloody Omaha," General Rimmy begins, "refers to one of the landing zones during the Allied invasion of Normandy on June 6, 1944, also known as D-Day. It was a critical moment in World War II, where American forces landed on the beaches of Normandy to liberate Western Europe from Nazi occupation."
Commander Digby continues, "Omaha Beach was one of the most heavily fortified and defended positions. The landing there was particularly brutal, with soldiers facing intense gunfire from well-entrenched German forces. Add the fact that they had no Armor, it was a slaughter for the men on that beach. It was a challenging and costly operation, but it played a crucial role in the ultimate success of the Allied forces."
the Remnants listens attentively, absorbing this new information about a historical event from the past world.
General Digby adds, "The lessons learned from D-Day and other historical battles guide our military strategies. We strive to avoid unnecessary bloodshed and employ strategic precision to achieve our objectives. The reference was made of ensuring that our upcoming operation doesn't turn into a similarly costly endeavor."
Ozpin nods, appreciating the historical context, "I see. It's a reminder to approach our current situation with careful planning and an understanding of the potential consequences."
General Rimmy replies, "Exactly, Ozpin. We want to learn from history to avoid repeating its mistakes. Now, let's focus on the task at hand and ensure a successful operation against the Nazis in Atlas."
General Ironwood chimes in. "Yes, history often shapes the present and future. Let's focus on the mission ahead and ensure that we apply the lessons learned from both our worlds to achieve success against the Nazis in Atlas."
With a shared understanding of the reference and the importance of their current mission, the leaders prepare to coordinate their forces for the impending operation in Atlas.
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Port of Vale, Vale, 6-22-20
At the Port of Vale, the scene is chaotic as a group of American soldiers, freshly arrived from the UCSA, undergo training and orientation. The soldiers, donned in military gear, gather in formation as Sergeant Dornan, known for his stern and aggressive demeanor, stands before them.
"Listen up, you sorry excuses for soldiers! We're not here to hold your hands and sing campfire songs. This is war, and war never changes!" Sergeant Dornan barks, his voice echoing across the port.
The recruits, a mix of Remnant and American soldiers, exchange glances but remain focused on the sergeant's words.
"You will follow orders without question, or you'll find yourself on the front lines faster than you can say 'Communism.' We're facing an enemy that's hell-bent on destruction, and we can't afford any weak links in our chain of command," Dornan continues, pacing back and forth.
A Remnant soldier, unfamiliar with the term 'Communism,' leans over to a fellow recruit and whispers, "What's he talking about?"
The other soldier shrugs, "No idea. Just keep your head down and follow orders."
Sergeant Dornan notices the whispered exchange and glares at the recruits. "You think this is a joke, maggot? This is your one chance to prove you're not a waste of oxygen. Now, drop and give me fifty!"
The recruits quickly comply, dropping to the ground for push-ups as Dornan continues his loud and intense tirade. The port, filled with a mix of soldiers from different backgrounds, becomes a temporary training ground where discipline and readiness are emphasized.
As the training session progresses, the soldiers, both American and Remnant, adapt to the rigorous demands set by Sergeant Dornan. The shared goal of countering the Nazi threat in Atlas unites them, even if the methods of their training differ due to the diverse backgrounds of the recruits.
one of the new Remnant soldier watches as Sergeant Dornan continues his intense training regimen, raising an eyebrow at the seemingly harsh methods employed.
"Do you think he's going a bit hard on them?" the Remnant soldier asks an American comrade who seems familiar with Dornan's training style.
The American soldier, wiping sweat from his forehead, nods in agreement. "Yeah, Dornan's known for being tough, but deep down, he cares for these recruits. He wants them to be tough, disciplined, and ready for whatever comes their way."
"But some of them look like they're barely keeping up," the Remnant soldier observes.
The American soldier glances at the struggling recruits and sighs. "War doesn't wait for anyone to catch up, friend. Dornan's just trying to prepare them for the harsh reality we're facing. They might not like it now, but it could make all the difference when things get tough out there."
The Remnant soldier nods, understanding the sentiment. In the face of an impending war against the Nazis, the recruits, whether from Remnant or America, are pushed to their limits to ensure they can stand resilient against the challenges ahead.
"WHERE IS YOUR EGUIPMENT SOILDER!?" Doran yelled at one of the American recruits.
The recruit, visibly flustered, stammers, "S-Sir, I... I must have left it back at the barracks, sir!"
Dornan's face turns redder with frustration. "Left it back at the barracks, huh? You think the Nazis are gonna wait for you to retrieve your gear when they come knocking? Move it, maggot! Fetch your equipment and get back here on the double!"
The recruit rushes off, his fellow trainees exchanging sympathetic glances. Dornan's training is relentless, pushing them to their limits, ensuring that even the smallest lapses in discipline are swiftly corrected. The air is thick with tension and a sense of urgency as the recruits scramble to meet the demanding standards set by the unyielding sergeant.
"I have never seen this many people back at the docs." An another American, named Pablo, started to one of his buddies.
"Or at the Parades we do back home." His buddy, Mike, agrees. "Do you think we need another Ohama? Or worse yet Iwo Jima?" Mike asks.
Pablo glances around at the bustling activity on the docks, where American soldiers are preparing for the upcoming conflict. The sense of anticipation and gravity in the air is palpable.
"I hope it doesn't come to that," Pablo replies somberly. "But we've seen the kind of enemy we're up against. If it means ensuring the freedom and safety of our people, we'll do what it takes. These people here, they're counting on us to stop the Nazis. We can't let them down."
Mike nods in agreement, the weight of the responsibility on their shoulders evident. "Yeah, you're right. Let's just hope it doesn't come to another Omaha or Iwo Jima. But if it does, we'll face it together, like we always do."
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War Room, Atlas Academy, Atlas. 6-22-20
In the war room of Atlas, the atmosphere is tense as military commanders from both Atlassian and Nazi forces gather for a strategic meeting. Copper, Herbst, Eis, Kienscht, Riechfurher Ewers, and Merlot stand at the front, prepared to discuss the defense of Atlas and New Berlin.
Copper, with a stern expression, addresses the room, "Gentlemen, we are facing a formidable enemy. The combined forces of Atlassian and Nazi military might stand united against the incoming threat. Our task is to fortify our defenses and ensure the safety of our territories."
Herbst, the Fall Warlock, adds, "We must utilize every resource at our disposal. The Grimm, advanced technology, and the unwavering loyalty of our soldiers will be our greatest assets."
Eis, the Winter Warlock, steps forward, "The power of the warlocks shall be unleashed to crush any opposition. We have demonstrated our capabilities, and we will use them strategically to repel the invaders."
Kienscht, a high-ranking Nazi officer, contributes, "Our forces are well-disciplined and well-equipped. We have fortified Atlas and New Berlin with state-of-the-art defenses. The enemy will find no weakness in our walls."
Riechfurher Ewers, the Leader of the Nazis, emphasizes, "This is a battle for our very existence. We cannot afford to falter. We will fight with the tenacity and determination that has defined our cause."
Merlot, known for his scientific prowess, chimes in, "Our technological advancements will be crucial. From advanced weaponry to experimental creations, we will unleash a storm of innovation upon our enemies."
As the planning continues, detailed maps of Atlas and New Berlin are displayed, showing key strategic points and defensive positions. The commanders engage in discussions, sharing intelligence reports and coordinating their forces for the impending clash with the American-led coalition.
(FINALLY DONE!! nearly 4,500s Words! *Groans* Anyway, The Betrayal of Cinder happen, no shocker, Salem is mad at Cinder's decision. And the Invasion of Atlas is about to begin. but there's more on the way. See you on the Next one!)