8Chapter 1: Bitches Love Buzzsaws
Hi! This is Crazy Cakes 23, and this is one of my first stories writing for the Multiverser saga.
And this is one of her two co-authors, Hero of the Multiverse! When I heard that she was going to be doing this (and that she invited the other co-author, BioshockerN7, to join her), I decided to come along for the ride. Here's to the start of what we hope is an awesome story. Crazy, if you may do the honors?
Of course. RWBY is the property of Rooster Teeth and the late Monty Oum. May you rest in peace, Monty.
In the middle of a winter wonderland, sat a red figure. Rose petals were coming off her cloak, as though the garment was made of the material. In front of her was a gravestone marked "Summer Rose; Thus Kindly I Scatter." Unbeknownst to her, four figures were watching.
One was dressed in red, purple, and green, and had a red cross body-bag with a chain for a strap and a wrought silver butterfly in the front with a button in the center.
Another was dressed in pink, red, white, and green, and had a quiver of arrows on her back, with a strap holding a small hand-held wand of sorts.
The tallest one wore khaki, white, blue, and orange, and had a pair of gun holsters on her belt.
The final one was the one that stood out the most, because of the black bat wings protruding from her back. She was dressed in the same color, with red and gold as well, and she had a item resembling a protractor hooked to her belt
"...Why the hell are we stalking this chick? She's just standing there looking at that grave!" the one in black whispered to the one in red.
"Yeah, I really don't think we should be doing this..." the one in pink mumbled.
"Shh! Will you two be quiet! I don't want to explain why we're stalking a fifteen year-old girl!" the one in red hissed to her companions.
"Wait, she's fifteen?! She looks like she's twelve!" the one in khaki exclaimed.
"It's actually kinda hard to tell with that cape covering her..." the pink one piped in. The red one simply rolled her eyes and pointed a finger at them.
Instantly, two portals lined with violet light sprang up under them, making them fall into them and out another pair on top of them, making them go through an infinite loop of falling. Looking at the apparent leader, the girl in black said "Do you really have to keep doing shit like that?"
"Hey, if it keeps them quiet, don't fix what isn't broken."
"...Why are you leader again?"
"Omnipotence."
"Ah. Right."
When the red one had her fill, she closed the portals with a snap of her fingers, making the khaki and pink ones fall into the snow beside her. They both groaned in pain from the impact and got up, glaring at their leader while brushing the snow off their clothes and hair. Said leader simply pointed towards something. They followed her finger and saw the red cloaked girl fight off a horde of Beowolves.
Watching her was like watching a dance, elegant, graceful, and flowing, albeit with body parts and bullet shells flying everywhere. She was just about to finish the last one where out of nowhere, a horde of Ursai, their coats as dark as night and their fangs gleaming in the moonlight charged in.
And that was when Team AACE (Ace) took action. "Let's work for a living, girls!" cried the red one.
The one dressed in red pressed the button on her purse, causing the chain to retract and the purse to unravel into an enormous gun. She took aim, and with one shot, decapitated an Ursa in one shot. The others followed, with the one in pink pressing a button on her wand and having it expand into a staff and then split into a bow. The pink girl drew back her Ice Dust-infused string, creating an arrow made of ice and shooting it at a group of Grimm, encasing them in ice and allowing the older girl in red to transform her gun into a scythe, before activating a buzzsaw mode and create a pair of portals, one below her and one a few feet away from the caped girl. She jumped into the one next to her, just in time to bisect a bear that tried to do a sneak attack on their charge.
The girl with black wings and the orange-haired girl activated their weapons, a sickle and a pair of pistols respectively and made their way over to the red girls with the pink girl, slaughtering every Grimm that stood in their way. When they killed the last Beowolf and the howling stopped, they took a moment to take a breather, until a loud howl was heard and an Alpha Beowolf made its way to the clearing, its bone armor gleaming in the moonlight. The five girls looked at each other, their intent clear in their eyes, and they charged towards it.
The girl with the sickle pressed a button on the handle, causing a black cord to extend out of it with the blade at the end. She swung the blade, crackling with Lightning Dust, towards the eye of the Beowolf. It missed, but she managed to partially tear off its jaw, leaving it hanging by a hinge.
The girl with the pistols shot the wolf in the kneecaps, causing it to howl in pain and collapse. The girl with the bow transformed it into a staff with a snowflake on top and created a blizzard, freezing the gigantic wolf to the ground and trapping it. Finally the two red-clad girls hooked the blades of their respective scythes around the wolf's neck and pulled the triggers, beheading it and causing it to disappear in a storm of rose petals.
When it subsided, the hooded girl said "Thanks for the help. Who are...?" When she turned to face her helpers, they were gone. Standing for a brief moment, she groaned and said "Dang it! I didn't even get the chance to ask about their weapons! How did that girl get the Crescent Rose look-a-like to turn into a buzzsaw?! I wanna knooooooooow!"
The four girls who helped her looked on from a hill at the lone red riding hood, chuckling at the sight of her waving her arms in cute frustration. "She's certainly got energy," the khaki one said.
"That she does," the red one nodded. "We'll be meeting her again, though. Won't we, girls?" With that said, they turned around and left.
"After all...she'll be in Beacon as well."
Wow, what a chapter! I'd like to thank Hero of The Multiverse for his help editing-thanks bro! In the next chapter, we go to the Remnant equivalent of the Grammys, and a certain timeshifter will be in attendance!