Greetings to all who have come here. I am The Aeon Offspring, and this is my first FanFiction. This crossover is of two of my favorite series, Kamen Rider and RWBY.

For those not in the know, Kamen Rider is a highly popular series from Japan. It's been around since 1971 and was created by manga legend Shotaro Ishinomori, who you may recognizeas the creator of Cyborg 009 and Super Sentai, the latter ofwhich Power Rangers is based off of.

RWBY is a popular webseries that is produced by Rooster Teeth Productions, creators of another popular webseries you may know about, Red vs. Blue. The one who created the concept of RWBY is Monty Oum, director, writer, animator, voice actor, and overall awesome guy. You may recognize him for creating the web animations Dead Fantasy and Haloid.

I've had this idea for a story for a while and when I did research on the lore of Kamen Rider Kuuga (the particular series I'm crossing over) and RWBY, it became more and more apparent that these works would mesh really well together. So I decided to bite the bullet and post the story on this site where it will be free for anyone to criticize... Suddenly starting to feel less confident about this.

Well anyway, before I start this tale, I'd like to give a shout out to the Ten-Faced Paladin, who's story "Familiar of ZerOOO" helped inspired me to write this.

I think I've given enough exposition on how this fic came to be, so let's get started shall we?

Kamen Rider Kuuga is owned by Shotaro Ishinomori and the Toei Company.

RWBY is owned by Monty Oum and Rooster Teeth Productions.

This story is written for entertainment purposes. Please support the official release.

-xXx-

Legends. Stories scattered through time. Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are remnants, byproducts, of a forgotten past.

Remnants of what? That still remains a mystery. While man knows of its struggle against the Creatures of Grimm, they have been unable to find evidence of how mankind lived before the emergence of the Grimm.

Many have hypothesized that man lived a simple life, where there was no war and only peace. Others believe that man had technology that was more advanced than what exists today and they were cruel beings that only wanted war, until the Grimm rose from darkness. Some have the thought that life was the same as it is now only without the threat of the Grimm.

However, without any relics from before the fall, mankind will never know of its previous history. But history has found ways to repeat itself, and not everything stays lost forever. The past can make itself known, and not all things are meant to come back.

And while disaster may arise, there are those who will fight against these threats. Heroes will be made during this time.

And legends will be reborn.

-xXx-

Kuuga: Remnants of a Forgotten Past

-xXx-

Chapter 1: Rebirth

Vale

Beacon Academy – 6:30 A.M.

The early morning sun was shining high above Beacon Academy. It was the first weekend of the school year and the student populous was either sleeping in or getting ready to go out to the town of Vale. The latter of which is what a particular team was doing.

In one dormitory room, four girls were just about finished getting dressed. One of them was munching away on a bag of cookies as she waited on the others to finish. She is the shortest of her roommates, only 5 ft. 2 in., but this is natural due to also being the youngest person in the whole school. Her very dark brown hair is cut short, stylized to look a bit wild but still neat enough to be presentable, and has it longer on the right side of her face. Her hair fades to red as it gets closer to the edges. She has a pale white complexion that emphasizes her hair color. Upon her young frame is a black blouse and skirt that both have red trimmings, black leggings, and black boots with red laces and soles. Additions to this outfit are a black corset with red strings, a dark gray belt that holds a large number of .50 caliber bullets in individual loops on her left, along with an ammo pouch on her right, and is topped off by an elaborate silver rose buckle. Her ensemble is completed by her red hooded cloak which she always has on (even over her school uniform), which is fastened by cross shaped pins and her most striking feature would be her silver eyes. This is Ruby Rose, 15 years old, devourer of cookies, and is probably more adorable than any girl her age should be.

The next girl is pretty much done getting dressed and is focusing on combing her hair, which she is making sure was perfectly straight. While being two years older than Ruby, she's actually the second shortest of her team, only trumping Ruby's height by an inch. Her long white hair, which if one were to look closely has a slight pale blue tint, is done in a side ponytail on her right and is adorned with a small but elaborate tiara that resembles icicles in shape. On her thin upper body is thigh length white dress that fades to pale blue as it goes from top to bottom with a piece of black lace making up the neckline. A sash is tied around her waist that is the same pale blue as the dress and a pale blue pouch is attached to the back. A bolero jacket of the same color scheme with a red interior is worn over her dress, the design of a snowflake on the back. Upon her slender legs are white, heeled wedge boots that go to mid-calf; the insides are also lined with red and are most likely the reason as to why she's taller than Ruby. She wears an apple-shaped necklace and a pair of rectangular earrings as accessories. She has light-blue eyes along with a pale white complexion and her otherwise perfect skin is marred by a scar on her left eye. This is Weiss Schnee, heiress of the Schnee Dust Company and, much to her confusion, Ice Queen of Beacon.

Another girl, much like Ruby, is already done getting dressed and was waiting on the other two girls to finish. She's currently reading today's newspaper, seeing if there was anything interesting happening in town while they're out. She is the second tallest of her team, standing at 5 ft. 6 in. and has long, wavy black hair that stops at her waistline. On her mildly curvacious frame is a black buttoned vest with coattails and a white, sleeveless undershirt that exposes part of her midriff with white shorts that have a zipper on the front of each leg. Stockings that start off black at her hips, but gradually fade to purple as they near her black low-heeled boots adorn her legs and feet. The outside of the stockings have white symbols on the side, appearing to be belladonna flowers. She wears black ribbons on both of her arms, with a black detached sleeve and a silver band on her left arm. Around her neck is a detached scarf-like collar. Her skin has a light olive complexion adorned with amber colored eyes which are complemented by light-purple eye shadow which flare backwards. Due to her naturally upwards shifting eyes, along with her purple bow upon her hair, she has a distinctly catlike appearance. This is Blake Belladonna, Beacon's resident bookworm and probably the number one fan of the Ninjas of Love book series (though, she'd be the first to deny it).

The final girl was taking the longest to get dressed, most likely due to still being half-asleep and trying not to damage her hair. She was the tallest of the four, standing at 5 ft. 8 in.. She has long blonde hair that flows in a loose and messy manner, with a few locks sticking out and a small cowlick on top of her head and becomes lighter in color at the tips. Her voluptuous upper frame is held in check only with a tan vest. Said vest is trimmed with gold piping over a yellow, low-cut crop top with a black crest that resembles a burning heart and puffy cap sleeves with black cuffs. On the sides of the cuffs are two small, golden buttons Her thighs are dressed in black shorts, which has a brown, pleated back skirt attached. Said shorts are held in check by a brown belt, which also holsters a brown pouch on the left side. Underneath the back skirt is a second, asymmetrical, white back skirt. Said second back skirt is longer on the right side and fades into purple towards the bottom. An orange infinity scarf is wrapped around her neck. On her feet are brown, knee-high platform boots that appear to be made of leather, with orange socks of different lengths. Her left leg also has a gray, bandana-like object wrapped around the top of the boot. Her pale skin is complimented by eyes that are lilac in color, seen as beautiful by the majority of Beacon's student body. Right now she is finishing her ensemble by putting on a pair of fingerless black gloves and two yellow mechanical looking gauntlets with a black design. This is Yang Xiao Long, older sister of Ruby Rose, violent protector of her hair, and hotter than the sun in the middle of July. A title which she enjoys holding and many of the guys of the Academy would already agree that it fits her to a tee.

Together, they are Team RWBY, one of the newest teams of Beacon, Academy of Huntsmen and Huntresses-in-Training, and show the potential to be one of the best.

But we're getting ahead of ourselves. Lets focus back on the four Huntress'-in-Training shall we.

Yang let out a loud yawn. "Can someone please remind me why we're up so early on a Saturday morning?"She spoke tiredly as she finished putting on her gauntlets.

"I already told you Yang." Ruby replied after she swallowed the baked good in her mouth. "This is to help us get to know each other better. That way when we fight, we'll be so in sync we'll be unstoppable!" She finished saying this with a fist pump, excited by the idea of bonding and becoming even stronger than they are now.

"I know that." Yang stated. "But why does it have to be this early. I was kind of hoping to spend my first weekend here sleeping in."

"Um..." Ruby didn't exactly have an answer to that question. In fact thinking about it now started to make herself question why she decided to set her alarm to 6:30 in the morning. "... More time for bonding?" She replied with a nervous smile.

"You got overexcited again, didn't ya sis?" Yang could help but smirk at her sister, seeing right through her poorly constructed ruse.

"Hehe... sorry." Ruby let out an embarrassed laugh trying to fight down the blush on her face.

"Eh it's alright Rubes, just make sure it doesn't happen too often, okay?" Yang said with a smile. She knew her sister could get like this, mostly because it happened a lot when they were younger. Luckily, Ruby had gotten better at controlling her excitement as she got older, but stuff like this still tended to happen.

After the initiation to actually get into the academy (which involved fighting creatures of darkness, collecting chess pieces, and decapitating a giant killer crow), Ruby was declared as leader of Team RWBY during the Acceptance Ceremony by the academy's headmaster himself, Professor Ozpin. This did not sit to well with one of them (Weiss) who thought that she should be the leader.

It eventually led to Weiss snapping at Ruby the next day, making her begin to doubt her worth as a leader. However, after some words of encouragement from the Headmaster himself, Ruby became determined to become the best leader she can be. As for Weiss, after she talked to Peter Port, Professor of the Grimm Studies class, she came to realize that she shouldn't judge Ruby's leadership qualities without getting to really know her first. Weiss decided to start trying not only to become the best Huntress she could be, but also the best person she could be.

This was all during the first day of classes.

The rest of the week was significantly more pleasant for the both of them. Ruby was focusing in all her classes (even the boring ones like Port's) and kept her goofing off in class to a minimum. Weiss is now showing her more friendly side, to the point that her criticisms on Ruby, while still being rather... Weiss-y... have a kind undertone that Ruby and the rest of the team can pick up on.

It was on Thursday that Ruby came up with the idea for this little venture. She decided that since they were all going to be teammates for the next four years, that they should all hang out every now and then on the weekends in order to build on their friendships and their bonds as teammates. When Ruby had explained her reason as to why she wanted to go out, she was met with varying responses.

Weiss was delightfully surprised at Ruby's reasoning. This made her proud for her choice in believing in the younger girl.

Blake was impressed. Despite being two years younger than them, she was taking her job as leader very seriously. And the fact that she came up with this plan all by herself was all the more impressive.

Yang... well, Yang squealed in delight and gave Ruby a bone crushing hug, declaring how proud she is that her little sister is already acting so mature.

Needless to say, Weiss and Blake had to restrain her before Ruby ran out of air.

"There, I'm finished." Weiss stated as she put down her brush. "Now, we should decide where we'll spend our time, unless it was your intention that we just meander about the town." While Weiss was all for this excursion, she still found it pretty dumb that Ruby didn't even bother to think of a place to go to while in Vale.

"Well... we could probably think of something while we grab a bite to eat." Ruby spoke, putting a finger on her chin, already thinking of things that they could all do together.

"Now you're talkin' my language!" Yang said enthusiastically. Apparently the only thing needed to completely wake her up was mentioning breakfast.

"Hm?" Something in the newspaper seemed to have caught Blake's attention. Seeing that Blake had barely even made a sound the entire morning, everyone in the room immediately turned their eyes towards her.

"What's up Blake?" Yang asked her, curious as to what could have caused the silent bookworm to speak.

"Oh, this newspaper article just caught my interest is all." Blake replied in an interested tone.

Curious to know what type of article would draw a response from the usually silent reader, Ruby asked, "What's it about?"

Blake decided to read the article out loud for the rest of the team to hear.

"Museum Receives Ancient Relics That Could Change History.

"The Vale Museum of History was donated various artifacts discovered in one of the mountains near Beacon Academy. The artifacts were found in a tomb that is theorized to be five thousand years old, though experts have stated that the ruins may be even older.

"The first exploration team had, for a time, lost contact upon discovering the tomb. A rescue team was sent, only to find that the exploration team were all deceased. It is thought that, due to the gruesomeness of the injuries, this wad done by subterranean Grimm living within the ruins."

"Does the article say anything else?" Weiss questioned, having her interest piqued.

"Yes, it goes on to describe a couple of artifacts found at the site. Among them was something similar to a large, broken, belt with a shattered crystal at its center. It was apparently next to stone tablets with ancient writing on them." Blake replied. There were pictures of said artifacts to go along with the descriptions.

"Hm, that actually sounds interesting." Weiss said, understating her excitement. "Maybe we could go there today?"

"Oooh! Yeah, let's go!" Ruby wasn't as excited as Weiss, but she was certainly curious.

"What? I don't want to spend my day in a stuffy museum..." Yang complained, being the least interested member of her team. Poor her.

"C'mon, sis, we're not going to be there all day! Besides, aren't you at least the tiniest bit curious?"

"Mmmmmmm... ugh, fine... But after this we're going to see that horror flick that just came out!" Yang responded with a wide grin on her face.

"Wait, what?"

With her face still beaming, Yang responded, "Gotta make some compromises every once in a while, y'know?"

"Well... alri-"

Grow~llll... Everybody turned their heads towards their stomachs. Even Ruby's, who's stomach apparently wasn't satisfied with just the bag of cookies she was having.

"…..."

"Let's get something to eat first." Blake stated, speaking everyone's mind.

-xXx-

Meanwhile, in another world...

'Let's see... Clothes? Check. Swag bag? Check. Complete Selection Arcle? Double check. I'm convention ready!' A young man thought as he left his apartment, about to self-awaringly spend his money on useless anime and video game junk.

The 17 year old had a mostly average build, though a bit on the scrawny side. The young man was 5 ft. 9 in. which while may sound tall, really wasn't when compared to most of the people he's met, who usually measure over 6 feet. He had a full head of slightly shaggy brown hair which covered his ears. The front of it curls to the left of his face. Though, a single lock of hair curls over the right side, which aggravates him every morning. His skin is naturally tanned and would be darker if he bothered to go outside more often. Because of this, he has a very light tanned complexion as opposed to just being pale. Covering up his deep, cobalt blue eyes are a pair of large, thick rimmed glasses. He wore a blue, short sleeved, open button-up shirt with a black undershirt. In addition, he wore brown khaki pants and white and blue sneakers. His name? "Crys" Cobolt, self-proclaimed nerd... Kinda underwhelming, isn't he?

"ACHOO! Ugh, somebody's talking shit about me again aren't they?" Crys could only say this with an annoyed tone as he rubbed his nose.

Crys was on his way to a convention out in the city, having to take a bus from the suburbs.

He carried two duffel bags. One bag contained a weeks worth of extra clothes, his convention and hotel money, and the Complete Selection belt. While the convention itself only lasted three days, Crys wanted to have spare clothes on hand in case he spilled something on himself. The second bag was completely empty. The reason for that was that this bag was meant to hold whatever he bought during the convention.

It took months of careful money management, absolutely no impulse buying, and cutting down on his food budget, but he finally saved enough money to get a hotel room, the con tickets, and anything he's bound to buy at the numerous convention stalls.

'This con better be worth all that saving. Even without impulse buying I missed out on some pretty sweet games these past few months.' Crys was still a bit upset about not getting the latest Mario game but he was still very excited about the convention.

Crys is a big fan of Kamen Rider, more specifically, Kamen Rider Kuuga. He liked the dark tone of the series and the protagonist. He looked up to his heroic nature and his desire to keep everyone smiling. Also, his two thousand talents were pretty impressive. The only real talents Crys has are cooking, sewing and drawing.

Despite Kamen Rider not being very well known out in the west, Crys had decided to cosplay as Kuuga, or at least, someone about to transform into Kuuga. The Complete Selection Arcle itself was its own session of money management and in the end, Crys wasn't able to have enough money to commission a complete costume.

'Aw well.' Crys thought bitterly, 'At least I won't be costume naked while there.'

A few minutes later, Crys was thinking about what type of posters the con had while still walking to the bus stop. He was eventually brought out of that train of thought when a glint of light caught his eye.

"Hmm?" The glint came from a field next to the sidewalk he was on. Curiosity getting the best of him, Crys decided to see what the potentially shiny object was.

When he picked up the object, Crys' eyes almost bulged out of his head. "W-whoa!"

The object was a hexagonal prism with pointed ends. It was roughly the standard size of a prism, maybe a bit larger in diameter, but this wasn't what caught Crys' attention. What caught his attention was the fact that depending on what angle the prism was held, it shined a different color. Not only that, but when Crys picked it up, he could tell that it wasn't made out of glass, but solid crystal!

Crys was speechless. Here he was, on his way to a convention, when he finds something that was probably worth more than he'll ever make in his entire life.

'I-I could sell this for a fortune!' Crys was beginning to think of the benefits of finding such a treasure.

'I-I could quit my second job. No no, better yet, I'll never have to seriously work again!' He was already imagining all the things he could buy. That motorcycle he always wanted, game systems with all the games that he could ever want, even all that awesome Kamen Rider memorabilia that's ridiculously expens-

'Wait a minute.' Crys halted his thought process when he came to realize, 'Why is something so obviously expensive just laying on a grassy field?' He looked at the prism again. It was cleanly cut. No crystal that he knew of could naturally form into such a symmetrical shape. The only conclusion that Crys could come to was that the prism belonged to someone.

'Someone lost this.' This was the only reason that Crys could think of as to why such a valuable object such as this would just be lying on the sidewalk free for the taking. With all of these factors adding up he came into a dilemma.

Should he keep the crystal or return it to its rightful owner?

It would be rather easy to do the former. Even now he noticed that the general area he was standing in had no people around. Seriously, there was absolutely no one around as far as he could tell. Was there something going on that Crys didn't know about? He was honestly starting to get a little creeped out being all alone here.

'You're going on a tangent again Crys. Focus on the matter at hand!' Crys shook his head, trying to get back to the point he was making.

Back to the actual topic, all he would have to do was get it appraised and sold in a separate city and not draw attention to himself by lavishly spending his ill gotten gains. As long as he was careful, he could spend a good portion of his life not working hard and living rather comfortably.

But then another idea popped up in his head that honestly started to make him feel sick for just having that previous train of thought.

'This thing could have special meaning to whoever had lost it.' He could be wrong though. The prism could belong to someone wealthy, someone who probably even had multiple of these precious crystals just lying around. Who wouldn't miss a relatively inexpensive (to that guy at least) trinket.

But there was always the possibility of the person who lost it not being rich. Someone who knew how much the prism was worth but hadn't sold it due to it having sentimental value.

Crys could understand that way of thinking. While the item he owned in particular that was actually worthless in anyone elses hands, he wouldn't give it up for anything in the world.

'… The police station isn't too far away from the direction of the bus stop. I'll drop this off there.' With a sigh, Crys decided that returning the prism was the best course of action.

Taking away someones happiness, their smile, is something that Crys would never want to do.

To keep it the prism safe, he put it in the bag containing his clothes, not noticing the crystal begin to glow.

'The police'll probably want to ask questions. I should hurry to the station to get that over with so I can still get plenty of convention time.' With renewed vigor, Crys began to jog towards the direction of the police station, the streets still noticeably empty.

The prism, meanwhile, was beginning to glow even brighter, the shine unnoticed by Crys due to the duffel bag.

As he continued jogging, the light grew brighter and brighter, to the point where it began to leak out of the bag.

Crys finally took notice of the glow, "What the-!?" but before he could reach into the bag, a bright flash came from the prism, which ignored the bag that was originally confining the light.

The flash was too bright. Crys had to shield his eyes or risk going blind. The flash grew even brighter, and completely shrouded his body.

It ended as soon as it began. When the light had died down, the street was now truly empty.

Crys Cobolt... was no longer on the World of Earth.

-xXx-

The World of Remnant

Vale – 6:40 A.M.

It was around twenty minutes ago when a Vale police car spotted the giant spider web that was in between two buildings. The police officers did their best not to panic when they saw it. The only things that ever made webs this big were the known species of spider Grimm. Although it's impossible for a Grimm to sneak into the city, the officers didn't want to take any chances.

The two officers in the car immediately called it in and requested both back up and to contact a Hunter. They should be able to at least hold the Grimm back in time for the Hunter to arrive, maybe even kill it if they get lucky enough. It took ten minutes for the back up to arrive, around ten police officers, and then five minutes to evacuate the immediate area. It was now 6:40 when the thing that spun the huge spider web appeared before the officers.

And it wasn't a Grimm.

The creature had green skin with a muscular build. It was wearing what appeared to be a tan loin cloth that was kept in place with a belt that had an elaborate designed buckle, along with a bronze detached collar just below its neck. As accessories the creature had light tan colored bandages wrapped around its forearms, pairs of black bands around its right upper arm and knees, and bronze anklets. The creature had four clawed toes and had a pair of claws protruding from slightly above its wrists. The most shocking feature of this being was its head. The head looked like a spider, with a pair of large black eyes in the center along with two smaller pairs of the same color on the sides of the first pair. It's mouth was the same as a spiders but without the mandibles that arachnids usually have. On the sides of it's head the creature had eight short protrusions that one could compare to spider legs. The only hair it had on it's body was a small tuft on the top of it's head in what appeared to be a style similar to a mohawk.

It was staring at the officers, as a spider would stare at a fly caught in its web.

"W-what is that thing!?" One of the officers asked, trying to mask the fear in his voice but failing.

Before anyone could reply the creature shot out a web from it's mouth, attaching to one of the officers. It then swiftly pulled the webbing, causing the ensnared policeman to go flying towards the spider-like being.

The creature grabbed the officer by the throat using it's left hand. It then proceeded to raise it's right, and the claws on it's wrist extended to where it was longer than the hand. In one swift motion, the creature stabbed the officer in the head, killing him before he could even put up a fight.

Shocked out of their stupor, the rest of the policemen immediately drew their guns and opened fire on the monster.

The bullets all hit their mark, but failed go through the creature. When the bullets made contact, they made an impression on the skin and stayed in place for a second, then harmlessly bounced off the spider-like being. Bullets that were capable of penetrating at least a Beowolf's hide couldn't even be compared to mosquito bites in how ineffective they were against this monster.

The spider monster jumped down from it's perch, landing near another officer. The policeman continued to fire at the creature until he was grabbed by the throat and violently thrown at one of the gathered police cars. He died on impact.

The second closest officer realized that shooting at the monster would be pointless and decided to fight it with hand to hand combat. It took only a few punches for the officer to figure out that he wasn't doing any real damage before the spider creature slashed his throat out, killing him.

This massacre went on until there was only one terrified police officer left, who realized that he would not live through a confrontation against this monster and decided that escape using the police car was the best option.

Unfortunately, the spider monster didn't intend to leave any survivors. As the policeman drove away as fast as he could, the creature shot out a web line at the car. The web broke through the back window and wrapped around the officers neck. Due to the speed that the car was going, the web ended up snapping the police officers neck, killing the him instantly.

His foot was still one the gas pedal, so the car continued to go off into whatever direction it was going. The monster decided to pull the web line and hop on to the moving vehicle, eager to see if there will be even more prey at it's destination.

-xXx-

Vale

Alleyway near The Vale Museum of History – 6:50 A.M.

"Uuugh." Crys groaned, sore from having been lying on the ground for who knows how long.

He had woken up just a second ago, lying in an alleyway on his stomach. His glasses were knocked off his face and his bags were a few paces away from him, thankfully unopened.

'Well it doesn't look like I was robbed.' Crys thought as he was getting up and reached out for his glasses. He did a quick glance at them and they weren't even scratched, which he expected. This pair of glasses had been through more than just falling on the floor. It honestly made Crys curious as to what the heck his glasses were made of... he was getting of topic again wasn't he?

'Really need to stop doing that.' Crys sighed as he began to walk towards his bags. 'Did someone knock me out just for shits and giggles? Honestly, people from the city can be such-' He halted that thought, his arm stretched out to pick up his clothes bag.

'Wait a minute, city?' Crys did a quick look around at his surroundings. He was indeed in a city, an alleyway to be more precise. 'How the hell am I in the city? I was still in the suburbs when-' Memories started to flood his mind. More specifically, the one with the blinding flash of light, which only occurred after he picked up-

'The prism!' Crys rushed towards the duffel bag and immediately began to zip it open. He saw the prism and instead of the vibrant colors that it originally shined, the colors were now dull and lifeless, as if the light was sucked away from the crystal object. But this wasn't what caught his attention.

"Th-the belt..." Crys could barely say the words as he looked at the Complete Selection belt.

Instead of the silver colored belt, four colored buttons, and see through plastic center that he had come to expect, the belt was completely white and had a stone-like texture.

'Just like-' "Gaaah!" Crys was unable to finish that train of thought as he suddenly started to experience a splitting headache. He clutched his head in an attempt to dull the pain. However, as the pain began to increase, his vision was no longer focused on the belt and instead was seeing something... different.

-xXx-

The area looked like a temple. It had what appeared to be an altar with steps that lead up to it.

Inside the temple was a warrior. He wore a black body suit and had bright red torso armor that bore a resemblance to muscles, which was adorned with a gold trimmed collar. The shoulder armor and gauntlets were the same vibrant red color, with the gauntlets having gold cuffs and trimmings. The cuffs having red jewels on the sides. The ankles were covered up with golden anklets and like the cuffs had red jewels in the sides, with the knees also having gold armor with a red jewel in the center. The collar and midsection of the torso armor had what appeared to be ancient symbols.

Just below the torso armor was a silver belt which was also covered in these ancient characters. It had an oval shaped base with a large red circle shaped gem stone in the center, which was outlined in black. On the left side of the gem stone were two small rectangular buttons. From left to right the buttons were colored purple and green. It was the same on the other side of the gem only the colors were red and blue. There were yellow square-like buttons with the ancient symbols as well but those only appeared to be for decoration. The yellow protrusions continued to the actual belt portion until it met cylinder-like objects that have another ancient character on both sides.

The most striking part of this warriors attire is the head, which resembled a stag beetle. The mouth plate was silver and resembled the mandibles of a bug. The black helmet had gold trimmings on the bottom. It had rhombus shaped protrusions where the ears should be, most likely to help them fit inside the helmet. The eyes were big and red and seemed to have a compound like appearance, further enhancing the stag beetle look. The eyes were framed by three golden horns, two that were long and curved over the eyes and one that was in the middle that was shorter. In the center was a single, small red gemstone.

Surrounding the warrior were what appeared to be fusions of both humans and animals. There were three of them and they relentlessly attacked the warrior. But the warrior was able to push them back easily, showing an incredible amount of both skill and experience.

Then the scene changed, showing the warrior fighting in a similar designed armor with a weapon. The scene changed again, showing another armor with a different weapon. And again, with a different armor and weapon. The events were flashing by so quickly that it was only possible to get glancing views at the warrior now.

The visions finally settled one a scene of the warrior in the red armor confronting an opponent. The foe was shrouded in darkness but there was enough light to make out its build and size. The warriors opponent was very muscular in its build and it's size is incredibly large, to the point of almost dwarfing the warrior. The aura that this being was emitting was so dark, so malicious, that it would make the weak quake in fear and have even the hardiest of fighters shake and hesitate on taking on this monster.

But the warrior did not back down. He had been through numerous battles, and has won many of them. He was sicked by the atrocities that these monsters committed and was going to make sure that they never killed another person again, even if he did not win against this creature.

With his intentions clear, his mind made up, the red warrior charged forward.

To his final battle.

-xXx-

"G-grk!" The visions had finally stopped. Crys was on his hands and knees, panting hard and sweating bullets, desperately trying to calm down from having events and images forced into his head. It was a couple of minutes later when he was finally able to form a cohesive thought.

"Tha... that was Kuuga..." He was finally able to get out, still reeling from that experience.

'Thi-this is impossible! Kamen Rider Kuuga's a work of fiction, a T.V. show! It can't be real!' Crys wanted to deny it. He wanted to believe that this wasn't real, that it was all just a dream.

But thinking about the circumstances, there really was no other possibility.

The flash of light that came from the prism, teleporting from the suburbs to a city (which, taking another look around, didn't really look at all like any city he's been to before), having a toy turn into a 1:1 exact replica of a T.V. show prop, receiving visions from said prop, and getting a massive headache from those very same visions.

Unless Crys was going insane then he's been teleported to another world where the Arcle has become real.

'This is starting to sound like one of those crappy Fan Fictions that I read.' This is the first thing that Crys was able to calmly think out.

He clearly had trouble getting his priorities straight sometimes.

He reached into his bag and grabbed the now real Arcle. It's heavier weight and stone-like texture were just further confirmation of his current status.

'Wait a minute.' A thought just popped into his head. 'If the Arcle is real then does that mean the-'

His thought process however, was interrupted when he heard a loud crash outside the alleyway.

'What the hell was that!?' Against his better judgment, Crys decided to see what had caused the loud noise, unconsciously bringing the Arcle with him.

He saw what looked like a museum with a car crashed into it's front gate. Wanting to get a closer look, Crys decided to go to the crash sight to see the damage.

What he saw made his eyes widen and his skin turn pale.

A humanoid spider monster was inside the museum, violently killing any guests or guards that got near it.

'The Spider Grongi!?' Crys' worst fear was realized. If the Spider Grongi existed in this world, then that means the other Grongi also exist here.

"Th-this is really bad." Biggest understatement of the year. Crys was frozen up in fear, watching a monster kill people in real life was nothing like watching people die on T.V.. It was honestly taking everything he had not to throw up there on the spot.

He was even further petrified when the Grongi made direct eye contact with him.

"!" The Spider Grongi proceeded to speak the ancient Grongi Language which Crys barely understood. From his surprised tone and the fact that Crys was able to make out the word "Kuuga", the Grongi was most likely talking about-

If Crys' eyes could get any wider, they would be the size of dinner plates. He Immediately stared at his left had, which was holding the Arcle. 'Why the hell am I still holding this!?' With it in hand, Crys was pretty much dead in this blood thirsty monster's sights.

When Crys' eyes went back towards to Grongi, it was already making its way towards him. Crys involuntarily took a step back, feeling more fear than he's ever felt in his life. However, more guards arrived to try and fight the Grongi, distracting it and getting Crys out of his fear induced stupor.

'Oh man, oh man, oh man, what am I going to do!?' Crys was desperately trying to think of a way to get out if this deadly situation. 'If I stay here then I'm dead. And if I try to run away the Grongi will just catch up to me and I'll be killed anyway! The only way I stand a Fighting chance is if-' If Crys wasn't in a situation where he could possibly die, he would have face palmed then and there.

'How can I be so stupid! I've got the ultimate Anti-Grongi weapon in my hand!' He took one last glance at the massacre, the Grongi was almost done killing all the guards. "I've got no other choice, looks like it's do or die!" He quickly put the Arcle on his waist, preparing for when the Grongi finally came to him.

However, he forgot one important thing about the belt.

"Gu-GAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Pain. Pain of the likes he had never felt before. Crys felt the Arcle burn through his shirts and painfully merge into his body. It burned his insides as it settled and attached itself to his nerves. How could he have forgotten that the Arcle did this! Of course, even bracing himself for the pain wouldn't have done any good had he remembered then.

Crys was still reeling from the pain when he heard the sound of glass shattering. He almost felt his heart stop. He looked up to see the Grongi standing only a few feet away from him.

He had run out of time.

The Spider Grongi ran towards the now panicking young man. The Grongi tried to punch Crys in the head, but by some sort of stroke of luck, he managed to just barely dodge it. Crys tried to retaliate by punching him in the gut, but that only seemed to hurt his own hand and didn't even dent the spider monster.

The Grongi grabbed Crys by the collar of his shirt and threw him farther into the street. The impacted didn't kill him but it was still extremely painful. The spider leaped towards the area where it's prey was. Crys tried to get up but was immediately kicked further away by the Grongi, who was chuckling as it beat him down. It seemed to be taking pleasure in slowly killing it's prey, something that Crys was able to notice in between the beatings.

'H-he just toying with me...' This both angered and frightened him. 'Come on...' He finally got up, a bit unsteady on his feet. 'I just need hit him... One good hit to the head!' Powered by desperation and adrenaline, Crys charged towards the Grongi with a yell, intent on landing the haymaker to it's head.

What the Spider Grongi didn't expect was the punch to actually hurt.

When his fist made contact with the spider head, Crys' right arm became encased in black, skin-tight material covered in a gauntlet that looked exactly the same as the one he saw in the visions, only all the red was replaced with white. The impact caused the Grongi to reel back in a daze.

Crys could only stare at his arm in distraught horror. 'White!? No, no, NO! Not this form! Not now!' He glanced over to the Spider Grongi. It appeared to be recovering from the head blow. "... GAH! SCREW IT! I DON'T HAVE ANY OTHER OPTION NOW!" He screamed in frustration as he charged the Grongi to try and land as many hits he could.

The Spider Grongi was still in a slight daze as he was attacked. With each hit that was landed, more and more armor began to appear on Crys' body until at last, he was fully transformed.

The armor looked like the red armor Crys saw in his visions but was clearly different. For one thing, almost all of the vibrant red was replaced with a stark white. The jewel in the center of the belt was orange instead of red, as were the eyes and the small gemstone on the head. The stag beetle-like horns were also shorter in length. Overall, this set of armor was not very impressive looking when compared to the red armor. That is because this is Kamen Rider Kuuga's Growing Form. The weakest form he could ever achieve.

'Okay...' Crys, now in the Kuuga armor thought. 'I should at least be able to push him back now...' All he had to do now was fight back an inhuman, bloodthirsty spider monster... When he himself had never actually fought anything in his entire life...

He would chastise himself for making such a stupid decision if he didn't have the excuse that he would have died had he not thought of something.

But the now transformed Kuuga would worry about that later when he still wasn't under the threat of death.

Kuuga went on the offensive, hoping that the Grongi was still dazed. However, it immediately dodged the strike proceeded to go on the counter attack. Using his slightly improved reflexes, Kuuga was able to dodge some of the spider monster's punches. A few strikes did manage to make contact and though the blows it dealt weren't as painful as before, it still really hurt as Growing Form's armor was still very weak.

Kuuga did managed to score a few more clean hits and was overall gaining a slight advantage. Eventually, the battle came back to the area in front of the museum (which was now evacuated by the remaining guards) and Kuuga managed to knock the Grongi into the museums wall, dazing it again.

'Okay Crys, think! How can you do big damage to this thing?!' Crys was thinking when he remembered what Kuuga did to the Spider Grongi in the T.V. show. He looked around the street and spotted, of all things, an armored truck, which was most likely used to transport artifacts to the museum. 'Perfect!'

When the Grongi finally stopped seeing stars, it was greeted with the sight of an armored truck going at a fairly fast speed towards him. The truck crashed into the spider, sending him though the museums wall. In the front of the truck was Kuuga, trying to regain his breath after pushing the armored vehicle straight into the monster in an attempt to damage it even further.

'Damn.' Kuuga was panting hard, clearly reaching the limits of his stamina. 'Even if I'm transformed this thing is still heavy.' He needed to beat this thing back and quick. He was starting to get really tired. His natural body barely had any muscle, the armor could only do so much in enhancing his body before fatigue sets in.

'I only need to damage the Grongi enough to make it fall back. Now, how to do that is a whole other-'

"What the hell!?" An unfamiliar voice interrupted that thought.

"Huh?!"

-xXx-

Vale

The road to The Museum – Ten Minutes Earlier

Breakfast had taken longer than Team RWBY thought it would, but they didn't really mind. They enjoyed eating and just hanging out with the other Freshman team, JNPR, even if one of the team members (Nora) could be a bit crazy.

The Huntress'-in-Training arrive to Vale on the shuttle, a small airship, from the school. The museum itself was on the other side of the town but the girls were in no rush to get there. They spent their time talking about school, assignments, and what type of adjustments that could be made to their weapons.

You know, typical teenager stuff.

It was around five minutes later when they came upon a curious sight. There was a police blockade that cut off the road to The Vale Museum of History. Confused as to why the road was closed, Ruby decided to ask the policeman near the blockade what was the deal.

"Um excuse me, sir?" Ruby tried to sound as polite as possible to the law enforcement officer.

"Hm? Oh hello, you lot must be curious as to why a blockade has been set up" The officer quickly figure out the reason why the girl wanted to ask a question, having done so numerous times already.

All four girls nodded their heads.

"Well, I don't know the specifics, but somethings been terrorizing the area around the museum."

"What?" This piece of info caught Blake's attention. "Who's terrorizing the museum?" Blake didn't voice it, but she sincerely hoped it wasn't the White Fang.

"Like I said, I don't know the specifics, but what I do know is that whatever's causing all this trouble can create giant spider webs..." The officer had a troubled expression on his face. "... From those weapons I can tell you lot are Huntress'-in-Training. I'm only telling you this piece of info because of that." He made a hand motion for them to come closer. The girls were now worried. What type of information would cause the officer to want to discretely talk about it.

"The department and me personally think a Grimm sneaked into the city." He spoke to the four in a hushed tone.

"WHAT!?" The team couldn't help but scream in shock. A Grimm? In the city?!

"Ssshhhhh! Not so loud!" The officer loudly whispered to them. He was glad that there wasn't anyone else around otherwise they would have caused a scene.

"But that's impossible!" Weiss replied, now making sure to lower her voice. "Vales natural terrain make it impossible for any Grimm to get into the city!"

"I want to believe that too ma'am," The police officer now had a troubled expression on his face. "But with the giant spider web and with how brutally some of my fellow officers were killed, me and the dept. don't really have any other theories as to what's causing this." He shook his head to try and dispel the images of the brutalized dead bodies.

"But surely someone had to have seen it. Weren't there any survivors?" Blake asked, shocked that such a thing could happen.

"There were survivors, but they either didn't see the Grimm or are too traumatized to even speak. The worst part is that the Hunter we contacted is still on his way here. We may have to just call another Hunter from Beacon just to solve this."

Upon hearing this, Ruby immediately spoke up and said, "We can take care of the Grimm!"

"Huh!?" The other girls were surprised that Ruby offered their service to the officer.

"What!? Are you sure? This thing's pretty tough, and you're all still in-Training!" While the officer wanted the Grimm dead, he didn't want to endanger the lives of four teenage girls.

"Hey, you need a quick fix! And what one Hunter can do the rest of my team can do just as good!" Ruby replied in a confident tone. And it was true. Most teams are capable of doing missions that a single experience Hunter could do easily.

"Hmmm..." The officer was seriously considering their proposal. They wouldn't be in Beacon Academy if they weren't good. And it would make sure that no one else would have to die."... Alright, if you think you're up to it, I'll let you go ahead. I'll just tell my superiors that four incredibly stubborn Huntress'-in-Training didn't listen to me and went ahead despite my warnings." The officer smirked a he stood aside to let the four through.

"All right!" Ruby was happy that she got the policeman to get them though. And were eager to help in any way they could too. There was no way a Grimm was going to make trouble in their city and get away with it.

"Thanks Mr..." Ruby realized that she never got the officers name.

"Just call me Officer Hullum." The now identified officer replied with a smile.

"Hullum?" Yang repeated the name while raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. It's a family name." The Officer waved his hand in a forward motion. "Now get going!"

"Right! Thanks Officer Hullum!" Ruby and the rest of the team then ran towards the direction of the museum, determined to stop the creature of darkness.

It took a few minutes for them to arrive at the museum. The front of the museum was wrecked due to a police car that had crashed into the front doors.

However, while they expected to see that, they did not expect to see a white, stag beetle man ram an armored truck into a green, spider man and crash it into the museums wall.

The girls were... well dumbfounded. Here they come to fight a Grimm and they step into a scene that wouldn't look unfamiliar in a Saturday morning kids show.

"What the hell!?" Yang was the first person to break the silence, saying what was on every one elses mind.

"Huh?!" The bug man spoke and turned around to face the girls.

-xXx-

Present time

While Crys was fighting against the Spider Grongi, he had a stray thought that nothing could be weirder than this. I mean, he was fighting a monster from a Japanese kids show by using an item that used to be a toy but was made real by an apparently magical crystal prism. Once you get that weird, there's really no were else to go but back down to normal. But he was wrong. Oh so very wrong.

When he heard the voice he turned around expecting one, maybe two civilians that wandered to the area. He was going to tell them to go away, that it wasn't safe here. That is until he actually saw them.

There were four of them.

They were all girls.

They were all very pretty girls.

They were all very pretty girls with dangerous looking weapons.

'Wait, what.'

The first girl he noticed resembled a badass version of little red riding hood. The weapon she was holding was a huge red and black scythe, so large that Crys wondered how she was holding it so easily. It looked intricate, as in that it was made up of a lot of parts and it looked like it was meant to fold. And-was that a sniper rifle barrel at the tip?

The second girl was decked out in white and light-blue, heck even her hair was white. Her weapon was a rapier with what looks like a revolver chamber as a hilt. The individual chambers were filled with what appeared to be different colored... um... Actually, Crys can't really tell what the chambers are filled with.

The third girl was dressed in black and white and... Crys didn't know why, but she reminded him of a cat. It's probably because of the bow on the top of her head. She actually has two weapons. The first is what looks like a black katana strapped on the top of a black pistol. It looks as though the katana blade has a mechanism that makes it fold backward. The second weapon she had looked like a large, black cleaver with it's handle inside the blade. Though looking closely, the cleaver is actually a sheath for the katana.

The last girl has long, vibrant yellow hair and for her age (which Crys guessed was the same age as him, 17) she has rather large... um... tracks of land... Anyway, her weapons are a pair of yellow gauntlets that also seemed to be a combination of shotguns, if the large red shells are any indication.

Crys, however, didn't have time to ogle at the awesome looking weapons or the pretty girls due to said weapons pointing in his general direction by said girls.

"Gah!" Crys in Kuuga's armor immediately raised his hands in a non-threatening manner. He doesn't know how good Growing Form is at taking bullets (especially sniper and shotgun rounds) but he'd rather not find out.

"O-okay," Kuuga spoke, slightly surprising the four Huntress'-in-Training. They didn't expect something so insect looking to speak their language. "I-I know this looks bad, b-but there's a perfectly good explanation for all of this."

"So you can explain why you rammed that spider guy into the museum using an armored truck?" Yang was skeptical. For all they knew, this thing might have been killing people too.

"Yes! Umm..." Kuuga was trying to figure out how to word the next sentence to make sure they clearly understood him and didn't shoot him dead on sight. "... He was tryng to kill me and I didn't want to die." '… A grade delivery there Crysy! Hope you like being used as target practice!'

"Hmm..." Weiss was still distrustful of this creature. While it didn't seem to be lying, she could tell that it was hiding something as well.

Blake, however, wasn't paying attention to the conversation. Her eyes were seemingly glued onto the belt the creature was wearing. 'That belt is the same as the one in the newspaper article.' Though it now has more color as opposed to looking like stone, it was unmistakable as one of the ancient artifacts that was just recently discovered. 'Could this all be connected to those ruins that were uncovered?' When Blake gets the chance, she wants to ask this bug man if he knows anything about the artifacts, by force if need be.

"Hey now, let's just all calm down." Ruby was trying to be the voice of reason. "If he wanted to attack us he would have done it by now." She did bring up a good point, so far the bug man hadn't done anything that could be considered hostile (bar ramming a spider man into a wall with an armored truck). The others could see Ruby's point, and decided to at least lower their weapons and see what the bug man had to say.

Kuuga sighed in relief. "Thanks." This was the third time Crys thought he was going to die today. Seriously, tell him that this going to happen to him earlier in the day and he'd probably think you were high.

"No problem. Now, you think you could answer some questions we have? I'm pretty sure we all have at least one question." Blake was appreciative that Ruby was going the diplomatic route. Maybe now she could ask the bug man just what the heck was going on.

"Um, sure. I'll answer what I can." Crys couldn't help but find this situation just a little bit odd. One minute this girl was pointing a sniper scythe at him and now she was politely asking him questions. Life's just weird like that he guessed.

"Okay, first, can you tell us your name?" Ruby figured it wouldn't be polite to just keep calling this guy bug man, especially since they're getting to know him.

"My name?" 'Hmm... I can't really use my real name. Have to at least try and have some semblance of a secret identity. Wait, what am I thinking. I'll just use the armors name.' "Alright, my name is-"

But before Kuuga could tell the girls his name, one of the windows of the museum broke open and revealed the Spider Grongi, screaming in rage. He did a charging tackle and knocked Kuuga to the ground while it got on top of him. This caused the girls eyes to widen at both the monster's reappearance and how quick it was able to do this.

'Crap! How did I forget about this guy!?" The Grongi extended it's right wrist claws and attempted to stab Kuuga in the face. But Kuuga was just a bit quicker, and managed to grab the arm just before it made contact.

It was a struggle just to keep the claws away from his face. Not only was the Grongi stronger than him, but Kuuga was still worn out from the previous skirmish and hadn't had a chance to completely rest up.

Kuuga was about to loss his grip when the spider was hit by gun fire. It didn't do any damage but the Gurongi was distracted long enough for Kuuga to kick him off his body.

Kuuga glanced over to the girls and saw that it was the cat-like girl that saved him. He gave the girl a quick thanks and proceeded to charge at the monster, intending to land another haymaker. Unfortunately, the Grongi saw the obviously choreographed attack and dodged it. It was about to counterattack when sniper rounds started to pelt him, causing sparks to fly off his body and make him stagger backwards.

Ruby was glad Crescent Rose's bullets were at least able to do some damage. Luckily they were of a higher caliber than Blake's ammunition.

The bullets continued to hit their mark. The Spider Grongi was beginning to become greatly annoyed by the red pest, so he decided to fire a web line at Ruby once she stopped firing to reload. It wrapped around both her and Crescent Rose and when it completely ensnared her she was unable to move.

"Gah!" The webbing was very tight. Ruby struggled against the web line but it proved futile. In fact, it only seemed to make the webbing tighter!

"Ruby!" Yang immediately went to work trying get her sister out of the spiders web. The Grongi would have none of that and pulled on the web line, flinging Ruby towards the predator.

"No!" Yang reached out in an attempt to try and grab the web line, but was a second to late. Her sister was a sitting duck wrapped around like that, and was being pulled towards an obviously murderous spider monster!

Luckily, before Ruby could reach her destination, Blake cut the web line using the cleaver of Gambol Shroud. "So you were the one terrorizing this section of the city." Blake had figured out that this spider creature was the one responsible for all the killings as soon as it attacked the bug man. It shooting out webbing was just further confirmation.

The Spider Grongi's response was in the Ancient Grongi Language.

"Do you have any idea what this thing is saying?!" Weiss directed her question towards the bug man.

"Don't look at me, I don't speak long dead ancient language!" Kuuga replied, hoping to get his second wind. "And why do you think I would know?

"I think Weiss was thinking that with you both being bugs you would have some sort of understanding with each other." Yang answered, yanking on the webbing that held Ruby. The blonde haired girl wasn't going to leave her sister in such a vulnerable position. She was wearing it down, but it looked like it would still take a while to get Ruby out of the web.

"Okay, first of all, this is just armor and not what I actually look like. Second of all, I'm a stag beetle, he's a spider! We're not even in the same species!" Crys hated these types of semantics. Just because they're in the same animal kingdom doesn't make insects and arachnids the same thing!

Blake was just left with more questions than before. 'Long dead ancient language? Just how old is this creature?' She had even more questions about how the bug man is actually just some guy who's wearing bug armor. Although for some reason the main question that kepted popping up in her head was: 'Why a Stag Beetle?'

However, that thought process would have to wait until later as the Grongi charged towards the three unoccupied fighters. The Spider Grongi extended both of it's wrist claws to make it's strikes more lethal. It began to slash at it's prey, making sure to strike vital areas, but ended up with most of it's attacks blocked or parried by Weiss and Blake. Weiss tried to thrust and jab at the beast with Myrtenaster but none of her attacks penetrated the skin. While using her Fire Dust setting seemed to do more damage, it only created sparks on impact and still failed to penetrate. Her attacks simply lacked the force to do any real damage.

Blake was having the same problem as Weiss, though her sword strikes were naturally more powerful, she still couldn't break through the spider monster's skin. She had the idea of slashing the same area over and over again in order to wear it down to finally make it bleed. Unfortunately, no matter how many times or how fast Blake hit the same area no cut would be made. It was as if the creature was healing faster than she could attack.

Both girls were doing damage, but it wasn't lasting long enough for either of them to take full advantage of the situation.

But the one doing the worst overall, was Kuuga. All of his attacks were sloppy and it was only due to Weiss and Blake's assistance that he was even able to land any hits. While the pair of Huntress'-in-Training were able to block and dodge the claw slashes Kuuga was only able to just barely dodge most of the attacks. That's where his inexperience and exhaustion were really taking its toll on him, as he was progressively getting hit more and more often.

After that last attack, both sides backed way from each other. The girls were starting to get out of breath and Kuuga was desperately gasping for air. The Spider Grongi was also showing signs of tiring, but to nowhere near the extent as the others.

The Grongi spoke once more in it's ancient tongue, and although no one understood what it said, they were able to get the gist of it due to it's mocking tone and chuckle.

"H... He's mocking... us..." Kuuga could barely speak. He was practically focusing on only breathing and staying conscious.

"Don't let him get to you. We need to have clear heads if we're to get through this." Weiss told the bug armor man. Though in truth she was concealing her own annoyance at being talked down to, even if she couldn't understand what was said to her.

"Are you alright?" Blake asked the white combatant. It was clear to everyone fighting that he was the least experienced fighter there. He was the only one other than the creature who had been taking hits and his exhaustion was evident with his posture and breathing pattern.

She didn't know if he was brave for still fighting on in this condition or stupid.

Probably both.

"Ye... yeah... I... just... just need to catch my... second wind is all..." Of course he was lying through his teeth. The only reason why Kuuga hasn't collapsed yet was because of the combination of adrenaline pumping through his blood and whatever the Arcle was doing to his body.

'If we keep going at this rate, we're not gonna live through this...' The situation wasn't getting any better with the way they were fighting either. They're all eventually going to tire out while the Spider Grongi will still have enough energy to take them out. They need to at least be able to make a large clean cut. That will create an opening that could lead to victory. But neither of them have enough strength to do so. How will they be able to-

"Hiyaaaahh!" A blonde blur flew past them and landed a clean left hook on the face of the monster. It was Yang, and thanks to the force of the blow along with her shotgun gauntlets, Ember Celica, she ended up launching the spider a good few feet away.

"That was for binding my sister you creep!" Yang yelled at the dazed enemy, happy that she finally got to participate in the fight.

'Wha-? Oh yeah. She was helping that red riding hood girl get out of the web line. Wait, if she's fighting now, then that means-'

Kuuga's thought process was indeed correct as Ruby walked towards her teammates.

"Everyone, I think I have a plan that'll finally defeat that guy!" Ruby spoke with confidence in her voice. She thought-no, she knew that they could win this.

"At this point, any plan would be good now." Weiss was glad that Ruby was finally free. And now that she came up with a plan, victory should be in the bag.

"I'm all ears." Blake was curious to know what the plan was and eager to finally end this.

"I already told Yang her part of the plan, here's how it'll- Oh!" She turned towards Kuuga, honestly surprising the white clad fighter. "I'll need your help too."She told him with a determined expression.

Her? Need his help? Doesn't she see how much of dead weight he is right now? He'll just be a hindrance to whatever she's planning on doing.

But... he should at least hear her out. "What... did ya have in mind?"

-xXx-

Zu-Gumun-Ba was annoyed.

Don't get him wrong. He was actually enjoying the fight up until the yellow haired female punched him in the face. He enjoyed it when his prey fought back, no matter how futile their struggle was. But that punch really hurt. The combined power of her fists momentum and the explosive power of the gauntlets had actually caused a level of pain he hadn't felt since before he reawakened, back when the Linto Tribe was much smaller. He was going to make sure that girl suffered a painful death.

And speak of the devil, there she was.

She had a cocky smirk as she began to walk towards the Grongi. She was only there for a second before she leaped forward in an attempt to punch him in the face again.

Did she think he was stupid? He has survived through numerous battles, one with the Original Kuuga, he would not fall for the same trick twice.

He dodged the punch and was prepared to stab her with his claws when he felt a hard force on his chest. He realized that she never intended to punch him in the face again and used the action to hide her knee jabbing into his torso.

The female was smarter than she seemed.

Zu-Gumun-Ba decided to go on the offensive this time. Charging towards the female warrior with his claws extended, the predator fully intended to slash her throat. But the female warrior was elusive. She was able to dodge and block all of his blows and was even able to counterattack on occasion.

It became annoying to the point that the spider just decided to jump back and shoot a web line at her.

However, before the webbing even reached her, it was slashed away be the black haired female. He continued to shoot web lines in a vain attempt to at least ensnare some part of their bodies. Just as one of the webbing's was about to attach to the black females leg, it was frozen over, confusing the Grongi.

He was distracted enough for him not to notice the white haired female slash his back with her sword that was shrouded in flames.

The black and white females proceeded to attack Zu-Gumun-Ba together again. Had they learned nothing from earlier. They'll only make themselves easier to kill later. None of their attacks could penetrate his hide, they're only wasting their time.

However, they were fighting differently than before. Instead of attacking from all directions they were focusing on attacking his sides and arms, most likely to try and disarm him. He felt like laughing at there attempts at a strategy. You'd think after how many attempts they would-

His thoughts were painfully interrupted when he felt an incredible force slam into his stomach, forcing all the air out of his lungs. He glanced downward to see the yellow female with her fist embed into his gut. So that was their plan. Keep his arms occupied so that he wouldn't be able to protect his front. Smart, but only a temporary way of piling on damage. They still had no way of penetrating his ski-

"ORYAAAAHH!"

"GRAAAAAAAAAHH!." Pain. Massive amounts of pain erupted from his head. Zu-Gumun-Ba roared as he clutched his head in attempt to ward off the incredible headache. The White Kuuga. The White Kuuga used his signature attack on his head while he was vulnerable. It wasn't powerful enough to instantly kill him, but it did carry enough force to cause him turmoil and cloud his vision.

Had Zu-Gumun-Ba's head not been swimming, he would have seen the red female rush towards him, readying her scythe to strike.

-xXx-

Ruby, the red riding hood girls plan was ingenious.

Crescent Rose, her sniper scythe, was just the thing we needed to win this battle.

The first part of the plan involved having Yang, the blond, build some distance between Ruby and the Spider Grongi. She would then stall for time as he explained her plan to her teammates and Kuuga.

The second part involved Weiss, white hair, and Blake, cat girl, making sure the Grongi's arms were occupied so he couldn't block part three.

The third part had Yang sucker punch the spider in the gut. Leaving him opened for part four.

The fourth part involved Crys attaching his head with a strong attack to daze. Ruby was lucky that he had an attack just for the occasion. The Growing Kick is weak, but it delivered enough force to give the monster the biggest headache he's ever had.

And now the final part of the plan. It had Ruby rush towards the Grongi using her super speed (which was a shock to find out that she had) to build an incredible amount of momentum. She would then use the recoil outputted from her weapon. The combined power of the momentum and recoil would create enough force to make a clean cut across the monster's chest.

The plan went off without a hitch.

"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" The Spider Grongi cried out in agony as it's torso was sliced open. The wound was deep, showering the floor with it's crimson liquid.

Ruby had jumped back so as not to be sprayed by the bleeding creature. The Grongi was clutching his chest in an attempt to stop the bleeding. Everyone could see that the gash was healing, but at a slow rate.

"This thing's still alive!?" Yang couldn't help but scream in frustration. Seriously, most things died when they get slashed that deeply in the chest.

The Grongi was panting hard, and began speaking in his ancient tongue. Judging from it's tone, it was extremely angry. It pointed towards Ruby, it's voice dripping with hatred. It did the same thing towards the white warrior, with the others noticing it putting emphasis on the word, "Kuuga."

The Spider Grongi shot a bloody web line towards the closest building to it, and immediately pulled the lining to fling himself away.

"What th- HEY! Get back here you coward!" Yang yelled out, but it was already to late. The creature was gone.

Everyone stared off to where the spider monster had swung away. The silence was eventually broken by the sound of footsteps walking away from them. Everyone's eyes settled onto the white bug man.

"Hey, wait!" Ruby called out to the bug man. He turned his head to face the young girl. "Um... I just wanted to say thanks for helping us back there."

"Huh? Oh... You don't have to thank me for anything. I was kinda dead weight back there." Crys admitted to Ruby. He was pretty sure that the only reason he survived the confrontation with the Spider Grongi was because Ruby and her teammates intervened.

"That's not true!" Ruby told the armor clad warrior.

"It's not?" Yang whispered, but was immediately elbowed by Blake.

"We couldn't have had a guaranteed win if you weren't here. Sure you may be rough around the edges when it comes to fighting, but we don't all start out great!" Ruby finished her explanation. This was what she honestly thought. He shouldn't be so hard on himself when he showed some ability to be a capable fighter.

Crys however, thought that she was just trying to be polite, but appreciated the gesture. "... Thanks for that." He then turned back around and leaped onto one of the shorter buildings and continued to leap from the building to building until he was out of sight.

Ruby looked on at the direction Kuuga had leaped away. "...GAH!" She screamed out and clasped her head with both hands. "I forgot to ask for his name!"

"Really? That's what you're worried about?" Weiss looked at her leader in exasperation. She was tired after the long fight. She was also frustrated with the outcome. Not only had the beast escaped but they had only managed to deliver one real wound on its body. None of her attacks did any lasting damage to it either, even with enhancing Myrtenaster with Dust. She was going to have to do some serious training when she got back to Beacon.

Blake too, was frustrated at herself, but mostly for a different reason. She just realized that she had forgotten to ask the white combatant her questions. She was left with many of them. 'Who are you?', 'What was that thing?', 'Why are you wearing that ancient relic', just to name a few. She sighed. Blake just had to hope that they met the stag beetle fighter again soon.

Yang was angry at the monster. It had the nerve to try and kill her sister and just run away before they finished the fight? If Yang knew that she didn't have a high chance of beating that thing alone, she would have given chase so she could beat that spider's face in.

And the worst part? The girls didn't even get to do what they set out for in the first place. And judging by the museums current condition, they wouldn't be able to make a visit any time soon.

Blake sighed again. "I'll go tell Officer Hullum what happened. You three should stay here just in case anything else happens here." She suggested. The others agreed and she went off, leaving the rest of the girls minds to linger on today's events.

-xXx-

Vale

Alleyway near The Vale Museum of History – One minute later

Crys landed in the alleyway that had his bags, which were thankfully still there. He canceled his transformation and got rid of the now ruined shirts in a nearby trash can. He reached into his clothes bag, put on one of his spare shirts, and took off.

He was running on fumes now. Crys needed to find a place to safely rest before he passed out.

Thankfully, he only needed to stagger a few blocks before he came across a decent looking motel. Crys made himself to look as presentable as he possibly could at the moment before heading in.

The counter was being run by a woman, but Crys was too tired at this point to make out her age. "Welcome to the Solatium Motel, how may I help you today?" She asked the young man in a practiced tone of voice.

"Yes..." Black spots were starting to speckle Crys' vision. "I'd... like a room I... plan on staying in this city for... a few days..." It was starting to become a chore to just remain standing. His feet felt like lead.

"Certainly sir, that shouldn't be a prob... Um, sir? Are you feeling alright?" The receptionist asked him. She was noticing how he was swaying as if a gust of wind could knock him down.

"I-I'm fine." Crys lied. "I'm just... really tired is all." 'Another huge understatement from Crys Cobolt everybody!'

"Well... okay, if you say so." If the young man was just tired, then resting in a bed should fix that problem. "You're room 104." The receptionist told him as she handed him the rooms keycard.

"Thanks." Crys grabbed the keycard and made haste to the room. When he got there, he made sure to open the door and place the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door handle before closing it.

He collapsed on the bed. Even though it wasn't even noon, Crys Cobolt immediately fell into the deepest sleep he's ever had in his life.

-xXx-

Vale

Police station – Five minutes later

"You did what!?" A police inspector yelled into his Scroll.

After hearing the reply on the other end, the inspector sighed. "Hullum, while you're actions did lead to the monster not taking anymore lives, you should've at least run it by me before going ahead with it.

The now identified Officer Hullum apologized. The inspector sighed again before replying, "It's fine. Just make sure you get those witness reports from those Huntress'-in-Training. That clear?"

Officer Hullum made an affirmative response and hung up. The inspector sat down behind the desk of his office, his mind deep in thought.

They had lost ten men today, and that's not even counting the civilian casualties. It was all by a monster that wasn't a Grimm either.

Where had this creature come from? Why was it killing people? What was it's ulterior motive? And who was this bug man that helped the Huntress'-in-Training fight it back? None of these questions were going to be solved with him just sitting there.

It looked like Police Inspector Burns had a lot of work on his hands.

-xXx-

Vale

Unknown location – Unspecified time

Zu-Gumun-Ba was furious.

Not only was his Gegeru stopped by the White Kuuga, but he was wounded by a Linto girl. A Linto girl of all things! His wound still hasn't completely healed either, and it was definitely going to scar over.

A cocky voice spoke to him in his native tongue.

He turned to see the figure shrouded in darkness but he knew who it was.

The figure continued to speak, telling Gumun how pathetic it was for him to to retreat because of a little Linto girl. Another voice agreed with that statement and added how it was even more pathetic for him to suffer such a wound at he hands of said girl. Both voices chuckled at the wounded Grongi.

Gumun angrily replied that if it wasn't for Kuuga, the girl wouldn't have even gotten that hit in.

This caused the other to close their mouths in surprise.

Kuuga?! How was this possible? They had all thought that Daguva had destroyed the Arcle.

Silence over took the group. A raspy voice asked what they were going to do now.

A new voice, clearly female, calmly replied that they will continue with the Gegeru, and that Kuuga will not stop them. He will simply add to the challenge and that whoever kills him will truly be worthy of ascending through the ranks. She then turned her attention to the one who asked the question, saying that his turn to participate was next. The owner of the raspy voice couldn't help but be excited by the prospect of both killing Linto and being the next one to play.

Zu-Gumun-Ba however, still had his mind on the red Linto girl. He will not take this embarrassment lying down. He will have his revenge on her.

Both the girl, and Kuuga.

-xXx-

Vale

Beacon Academy – 12:00 P.M.

High up in the office inside Beacon Academy's clock tower, a man was deep in thought.

He is a middle-aged man with tousled gray hair and thin brown eyes. He wears shaded glass spectacles and a dark-green scarf with a small, purple, cross-shaped emblem on it. He is wearing an unzipped black suit over a black-buttoned vest, with a green undershirt underneath. Black trouser shoes and long, dark-green pants adorn his legs and feet. This is the headmaster of Beacon Academy, Professor Ozpin.

It was after Team RWBY had arrived back from Vale and informed him on what happened that he decided to assist in the investigation of the monster attack by looking for any video footage he could find. It certainly wasn't a Grimm that was for sure, but that still didn't explain what it was.

He was watching the piece of footage where the white armored combatant rammed the armored truck into the spider beast. That was another questioned he wanted answered. Who was this unknown fighter? He was fighting the hostile creature before Team RWBY arrived and even assisted them when the team decided to engage the beast. Judging from the interactions with the girls and whatever clear enough audio files he could find, Ozpin could tell that the combatant meant no harm and was only fighting out of self preservation.

That brought another thing about the white armored combatant to Ozpin's attention, his fighting. The combatant was inexperienced, which was obvious. All of his attacks were easily visible before they even made contact and his breathing became heavily labored as the battle went on. This made it clear to the headmaster that the combatant had never fought before and must have been riding on his second wind when he made his exit.

Ozpin decided to rewind the footage of the front of the museum to see where this fighter came from when something caught his attention.

Right after the monster crashed the police car a young man appeared, most likely to see what was going on. From what the headmaster could see, the young man was horrified by the monster killing the people inside the museum. As the monster made his way towards the young man, he put in a stone colored belt before screaming in pain as it was absorbed into his body.

It was the same belt that the white combatant wore. And the same belt that he saw in the newspaper article on the ancient artifacts.

Ozpin tried to see if he could find a camera that had a clear shot at he young man's face, but they were either obstructed by something or were of so low quality that his face was nothing put pixels.

The headmaster sighed as he took a sip of his coffee. He wouldn't tell the police. At least not yet. He wanted to find the young man first and find out what his intentions were before deciding if he needed to be put away somewhere secure. In the meantime all he could do now was search, wait, and be on high alert.

Ozpin stood up from his chair with his coffee in hand and walked towards his offices large window, gazing out at the academy's populous as they continued going about their business, none the wiser of what was happening. The professor knew this would not last by tomorrow.

He had the feeling that there would be only more trouble to come.

-xXx-

Final Note:

So, what did you guys think? Love it? Hate it? Make sure to leave any constructive criticisms and/or questions you have in the in the review section.

Before I sign off, I'd like to give some thanks to some sites and people that helped me out while writing this:

The RWBY Wiki, for all of its info and character descriptions. Without it, I wouldn't know how to describe half of the things these people were wearing.

The Kamen Rider Wiki, for its descriptions on the Grongi and info on how weak Growing Form is.

My dad, for reading this and letting me know if it was at least presentable.

Tannin, real life best friend, fellow writer, and the one who edited and co-wrote the first section of this story! Look him up on this site when you get the chance. He hasn't written anything here yet but trust me, he can produce much higher quality work then I can by myself.

And of course, you for reading this! Seriously, you're all great people for actually slogging through this thing and bothering to comment on it.

Just a heads up though. Since Winter Break is almost over, I won't be able to update this story a whole lot because of school. The least I can promise you all is monthly updates and even then it's iffy. I hope you understand.

Until we meet again readers, this has been The Aeon Offspring, and thank you very much for your time.

Signing Off.