The planet of Remnant, a planet full of wonders, and inhabited with underlying fear. This world has three main species, Humans, Faunus, and Grimm. Grimm were creatures of darkness and fear, feeding themselves off of negative emotions from Mankind and Faunus and were hellbent on destroying Humanity and Faunuskind. Mankind was a race created by the gods, Light and Dark. The Faunus were created by another deity, unknown to the others. Each Human and Faunus had something called Aura, and a special ability, called a Semblance. Sometime in the History of Remnant, Four Kingdoms were established as safe zones from the Grimm. These were the Kingdoms of Vale, Haven, Mistral, and Atlas. These Kingdoms eventually would fight a war against each other, this would become the Great War, and would push the Four Kingdoms, ironically, closer together. The Kingdoms would reestablish themselves,and push the Grimm back. With the help of Hunters and Huntresses, whose job was to destroy Grimm, peace was found. But something is coming, something absolutely terrible...

Hammond is a technologically advanced and heavily militarized Galactic Empire. Hammond has captured the most of the explored space, known as the Frontier. After successfully destroying the Militia, Hammond decided that being a jackass to every planet was some bad logic. After reforming themselves, Hammond established themselves as a better ruling power. Eventually, Hammond was producing Titans and military units at expeditionary rates. This was furthered after the creation of the Armored Command Unit, or ACU. These units were controlled by a single user, and could control mass armies easily. Hammond would create new units and expand their army at a rate unseen by anyone at anytime in history. More planets were colonized after Hammond discovered the answers to Quantum Physics, and were able to jump further and faster, and weaponized it in certain places. Now Hammond has encountered a problem no one would ever see. They had found a planet with Humans on it already. As this was unexpected, the Hammond Empire sent the 3rd Military Group of the Hammond Expeditionary Force (HEF) to the planet. What will happen next is anyone's guess…

HNV Deterrence (12th HEF Fleet Flagship, Colossus Class), Somewhere above Remnant

Two figures stood, looking out a viewport at their new project. The project, of course, was none other than a planet. The planet itself was just found, glory of that achievement going to the scouting portion of the 12th HEF Fleet. The two figures, both wearing military clothing of high status, were staring at the planet with a certain level of interest, as one would look at a child who just found something interesting, but old to the watcher.

"Field Marshall, sir, what do we do about this? High Command hasn't given us a plan." The one on the left said to the man on the right.

The right, 'Field Marshall', stroked his chin. "Perhaps this is a test, Commander General March. The HEF is always competing with the HMF, so we must show the High Council we can accomplish what we need to without a plan from High Command. That would be something that the HMF always fail at doing."

"But, sir...the HMF is expected fail. They have the resources to do so."

"General March, it is expected for the Hammond Military Forces to fail because they sometimes are too confident that numbers will simply win. Something we don't share."

The one on the left, General March, looked at the floor, deep in thought. "But...nevermind, sir."

"On other notes, this planet is quite lively. Not expected from a ground-locked planet. Quite the moon they got, too." The Field Marshall noted. "Would it be too much to expect a fight out of these savages?"

General March smiled savagely. "Well, sir, think of this as a 'live fire training exercise'. Our soldiers get training, High Command gets a new planet, and we're in the good graces of our Emperor Commander."

"I think that is the best possible solution."

Beacon Academy

"Well, what do you think of it?" Ozpin asked his deputy.

"I think interfering with it would be ill-advised. Ozpin, this...seems beyond our willpower." Glynda responded. "They seem too professional to be Atlas, and they deal with the Grimm too easily. And their weapons...their too primitive, but at the same time too effective for our kind."

The two most powerful people at Beacon were watching a video of a group of four Hammond grunts and two Spectres fighting off a group of Grimm. Their bullets ripped through Beowulves with ease. The laser weapons of the Spectres burnt and killed Ursa with brutal efficiency. This short encounter was...appalling to watch. The Grimm were massacred, as if they were nothing. The Scourge of Remnant, reduced to target practice. Ozpin narrowed his eyes, was a new mercenary group on the loose?

Or something else entirely?

Atlas High Command, Atlas

"Sir, Beacon has sent us something." A junior officer reported, saluting as he entered General Ironwood's office.

The Supreme Commander of the Atlesian Military, General James Ironwood, nodded, dismissing the officer. He opened his inbox, finding the message. He opened it, finding a video, and was slightly concerned. He opened the video, and played it.

The video opened with a forest, a group of Grimm were roaming. Twelve Beowulves and six Ursa, grouped together in a small herd. The video had no noise, but a tracer round pierced the head of a Beowulf, knocking it down and ending its life. The other Grimm turned to look around, searching for the assailant. They were answered with gunfire ripping them to shreds. Even though they were Grimm, Ironwood couldn't help but feel slightly bad for them. This was a small massacre, save one Ursa. It stumbled around, a bullet in its leg was apparent. The attackers decided then to reveal themselves, their white armor made Ironwood think that it was Atlas, but the armor was to bulky, the weapons a bit crude. There were two robots with the group, what set them apart from Atlesian Knights was the fact the robots didn't even try to look human, save their movement, and the fact they wore ammo pouches on their chests. One soldier went over to the still limping Ursa, who swiped at the soldier. The soldier dodged it, backing up slightly. He pulled out a pistol, and fired it. The bullet pierced the Ursa, and it fell dead.

The recording ended there, but Ironwood's questions had just begun.

Grimmlands

"M'lady, you are aware how drastically this could affect our plans?" Watts asked, looking up at the Supreme Queen of Grimm.

"Arthur Arthur Arthur...You looking way too much into this." Salem responded. "This is just a couple of soldiers killing a small amount of Grimm. No harm in that, since Humans do the same thing in larger numbers. I would suspect that Atlas is just trying out a new invention of theirs. Though, the weapons seem very crude…No, it is of no matter to us."

"Are you sure-"

"Are you questioning me, Arthur?"

Watts hesitated, rethinking his next words. "No, my mistake. It won't happen again, M'lady."

Salem smiled. "Excellent. Now, we need to discuss our next step in the plan...:"

Beacon (RWBY Dorm)

"So glad that the semester's over!" Yang exclaimed, laying on her bed. "I thought this would never end!"

"Yang, the semester wasn't that long." Weiss said, slightly annoyed, but used to, Yang's antics. "And how would you know? Between you and Ruby, almost the whole semester was spent sleeping!"

"Hey! At least we didn't spend the whole semester sleeping!" Ruby responded.

"True, or hiding secrets from the team." Yang joked.

Blake looked up from her book. "I feel like that was a jab at me."

"Maybe."

Weiss sighed. "Well, it's over now. So for now, I recommend one day of rest and the rest of the break studying to get ahead."

Yang got up at that. "Weiss, it's called a break for a reason! One day, seriously?"

"Fine, a day and a half."

"Not that much better!"

Ruby watched from the sidelines as the two bickered. No point of stopping them, as she was the team leader, she could decide what the break would be.

Speaking of which, she hoped Weiss didn't need that binder she 'borrowed'.

Arora, Hammond Capital Planet

"I still don't understand why Earth isn't the capital planet." One grunt guard said, as they were standing outside the main council room.

"The Council thought it was too stereotypical, so they decided to choose something else." The other said. "Besides, this planet is much nicer."

"Yeah, Earth kinda went downhill after the Militia's last ditch effort attack."

"You mean Operation Demeter 2.0?"

"Yeah, but they called it something else…"
The other grunt rubbed his chin in thought. "Wasn't it 'Operation Universal', or something like that?"

"No, I don't think so. It was 'Operation: Final Stance'."

"Wouldn't 'Last Stand' be better?"

"Well, about that...doesn't is sound familiar?"

The other grunt turned to his partner. "You mean…?"

"The operation was a mothefucking Jojo's reference, bro. And trust me, the Emperor Commander was less than pleased to hear about that."

Main Council Room

Four cloaked figures sat at a round table in a large council room. The walls consisted of maps of the Hammond territory in a full 360 degree view for the Councilmen, and the officers that were working at a number of terminals. The Councilmen were dressed in different shades of cloaks, the colors being red, white, blue, and grey. The officers were working through communications of the numerous departments in the Hammond Empire. The tasks they worked through stemmed from needs of logistical divisions to approval of military campaigns. The Councilmen, however, had a different task ahead of them.

"Why is the HMF sidelined on this campaign? Would it not be beneficial to the HEF that they helped?" The red cloaked Councilman asked.

"I don't think it's beneficial to anyone in the Hammond Empire that the HMF steps in to help. The HEF is no exception to this, regardless if the planet has a military or not." The grey cloaked Councilman answered, upset at the notion that the HEF needed help.

The two other figures, blue and white, watched the two figures argue back and forth like it was a tennis match. The blue Councilman sighed, he was unsure of what to do. The white cloaked councilwoman slammed her hand on the table, calling attention to herself and shutting up the arguing Councilmen.

"Listen, you two. This is not something to argue about like little kids, especially with so many lives on the line, on both sides." The white cloaked Councilwoman stated. "Do I have to reiterate the logistical amount needed to support even ONE army group? Let alone four militaries under one Field Marshall."

The red and grey cloaked figures sat down, obviously embarrassed. The blue cloaked Councilman sighed again. "I can't believe you two still are arguing about this. The operation is already in motion."

White turned to Blue. "For once you agree with me?"

Blue scoffed. "I may control the budget, but I have no control on what the factories do. I allot the budget to what you need for the defense of Arora, but when it comes to it coming to fruition, I can only do so much. Also, logistics isn't even your jurisdiction."

Red turned to Blue as well. "Well, it doesn't matter now. The Field Marshall controlling the 9th, 10th, 11th, and 12th Militaries in the HEF is now committing the 12th Military and the adjoining fleet to the Remnant Question."

Grey scoffed. "Must we reiterate what one of my departments is doing? Everyone in the Empire knows we found another planet. Everyone knows the planet is inhabited, and that the 3rd HEF Military Group is 25 percent committed to 'answering' the Remnant Question. Anything else?"

"What about the other three militaries in the 3rd Military Group?"

The four cloaked figures looked towards a loft near the back of the room. Up in the loft, was an armored figure. The figure wore simple grunt armor, but with enlarged shoulder pauldrons and more armored leg pauldrons. The left pauldron had the Hammond Empire symbol, the Hammond 'H' with the power symbol carried by an aquila. The person wore no helmet, but wore a simple curved field marshall's cap, while her blonde hair was let down. Her piercing blue eyes commanded and demanded attention.

The four cloaked figures stood up, as did the officers in the room. They all saluted, and the figure saluted back. "At ease." The crowd downstairs went back to their seats. "So, the other three militaries in the 3rd HEF Military Group, what are they up to?"

Grey scoffed. "They're on standby, incase the 12th Military needs backup, Emperor Commander.

The Emperor Commander nodded. "Now, do I have to reiterate why you all are in these positions?"

Silence. The Council room was silent.

"Apparently I do. Red, you control the Hammond Military Forces and the Hammond Home Defense Forces. Grey, you have control over the Hammond Expeditionary Forces and the Hammond Cartographical Forces. White, you control the Hammond Arora Space Defense Forces and the Hammond Arora Ground Defense Forces. Blue, you control the Hammond Civilian Necessities Department, the Hammond Logistical Department, and the Hammond Research Division. You all are here because you all excel in your departments. The fact the four of you are arguing about ONE planet is enough to make me think that I may need to find replacements."

The four cloaked figures shrunk in their seats.

The Emperor Commander pressed a button on her wrist armor, and the loft lowered to the ground floor. She pressed another button as she walked towards the table. The table lit up with a map of Remnant. Four dots appeared, and the words Vale, Atlas, Vacuo, and Mistral appeared on the map. Other locations appeared, marked as Dust Deposits. The rest of the map was a red hue, marked as Grimm Territory. Near the Atlas marker was an island with the marker Base Alfa, lining the island were smaller triangles, marked Airbase or Artillery. The Council members looked at the map, while the Emperor Commander pressed another button on her wrist armor. Panels appeared showing miscellaneous data, but one panel appeared showing a dust crystal. The data around it showed the lengths, dimensions, and molecular structure.

"This is object you see right here." The Emperor Commander announced, pointing at the Dust crystal. "Is something the locals on Remnant call Dust. It is a gem with certain elements imbued into the crystal. Remnantians use them for power and weapons. It appears that these crystals are the only effective weapon against an enemy the locals have dubbed 'Grimm'. More on the Grimm later. These crystals are effective as a power source, but the way Remnant uses it is ineffective. The way we use them makes them an usable source of power for a whole planet for a century with one medium crystal. As you can see, a majority of the planet," The Emperor Commander pointed to the Grimm lands, which took up around 95 percent of the map. "Is Grimm controlled. The land, however, has large outcroppings of Dust. But unfortunately, this brings up our next topic." The Emperor Commander pointed to the panels behind her. "Grimm. They are mindless beasts at birth, as all things are, but gain intelligence as their life goes on. The oldest ones have the smartest brains, and they usually lead a pack of a variety of Grimm, not just one type. The number of Grimm on Remnant is staggering, around 1.2 billion is a very rough and our minimum estimate. The 12th HEF Fleet and the 12th HEF Military only have around 140 million fighting soldiers in the army, and 23 million marines in the fleet ships. While the rest of the 3rd HEF Military Group will be arriving with to assist the 12th HEF Military, the number only rises to 560 million soldiers and 92 million marines. Even then, with a low estimate ratio of around two to one in favor of the Grimm, we still would run the risk of failure with this number."

Red scoffed. "It's still two to one, one soldier has to kill two Grimm. That's simple, my newest cadets could do that without any training whatsoever."

The Emperor Commander turned to Red. "Must I remind you that the 1.2 billion Grimm number is a LOW and ROUGH estimate of the enemy force."

"Seems easy enough, still."

"We still haven't accounted for the human force. You know, the force that can actually FIGHT BACK EFFECTIVELY?" The Emperor Commander shouted. Red shrunk in his seat, worrying for his safety of himself and his position.

"Now that you have hopefully caught on to the situation at large, I will leave you all to make your decision on whether we will destroy or integrate the planet's population." With that, the Emperor Commander took her leave, but turned around before she left the room. "If you want my opinion, the Grimm are probably the bigger threat, since they can be as sentient as a human and have a numerical advantage." And left the room.

The Councilpersons looked at each other, wondering what that was supposed to mean. Grey coughed to call attention to himself. "I suppose she has a point. Though, the 15th Scouting Division did give me a report that might sway her opinion."

The other three turned the Grey. "And that would be?" White asked.

"The human population has a small portion of itself directed to fighting the Grimm directly. They are designated by the humans as 'Hunters' or 'Huntresses'."

"Your point?"

"These humans have special abilities that can sway a battle to their favor, if used effectively. These special powers can range from simply being a damage buff or a speed boost to affecting the metals around them, turning invisible, directing elements, or illusions." Grey explained, handing out copies of the report to the others. The Council read over it, scrutinizing the details in the packet. The 15th Scouting Division had apparently been very busy, since there was a long list of these abilities in the report, with details about each written next to the ability like some kind of DnD book.

There were even last minute pen marks for what dice to roll if you wanted to use the ability.

Red turned to Grey, his face showing that he was impressed. "These abilities are numerous, and powerful. But they're called...Semblances?"

Grey nodded. "Correct. These Semblances make the humans a greater threat than the Grimm, only because it is believed that every human on Remnant has a Semblance."

The Council mumbled to each other. But Grey wasn't finished. "However, this brings up a final problem, and the flaw with these powers. The Semblance can only be activated once the user has unlocked something, and I quote, "from deep within their soul". This is what the Remnant humans call 'Aura'."

Blue looked up now. "And that is?"

"Think of it as a shield that has a slow regeneration period. Every Hunter and Huntress has Aura, as it is a requisite to be trained as one."

Red and White looked to each other. It seemed like this planet might be some trouble. Red looked to Grey. "So what is it that you are proposing?"

Grey smiled sincerely, like he wasn't planning anything. "I am proposing that we create our own Hunters."

White and Red turned to Grey. "What do you mean? The training required would take months or years, well after the operation has started, and maybe after it has already failed."

"Well, if we were training human forces, perhaps. But I believe the Hammond Direct Operations Force under the Emperor Commander herself can be trained to deal with this in less time."

White still looked skeptical. "But by the time we have forces ready, the operation might already be over, success or no."

"That's where Blue comes in." Grey answered. "I believe that the HRD has created something already. Am I correct?"

For the first time since the meeting had started, Blue smiled. "You are correct." Blue waved his hand, dissipating a few data screens. He snapped his fingers, bring up screens to replace them. He clapped his hands together, bringing up a hologram.

The hologram was of a robot unit, similar to the Spyglass models. But the armor had been had been increased in all areas. The model was also had a jump jet back, similar to the titan pilots. The council was amazed at the robot, but Red was skeptical now. "Hold on a second, what is this?"

Blue turned to Red. "This, my colleague, is the newest model of attack androids. These robots have the agility of a pilot, the armor of the stalker, the brain of the Spyglass models, and the energy shield of an Ogre titan." While everyone gasped at this, Blue turned to White. "I also apologize for taking some of your robot divisions from you."

"So this is what the 51st Grenadier and 24th AntiArmor divisions went?" White asked. When Blue just shrugged, White sighed. "Very well, at least it was for a good cause."

"Blue, does this mean they'll be our most powerful infantry force?" Red asked. "Because if so, I wish for a 40 division package to be shipped to the HMF immediately."

"The first divisions have been given to the HEF, who have priority over the HMF in these orders." Blue responded. "They ordered these units, after all."

"So how many did they order?"

Blue and Grey only looked at each other, then back to Red. "That's classified, but I can tell you that their order was smaller than yours."

"Oh good...wait. What do you mean 'was'? Did the order change?"

Grey smiled sheepishly. "It did, it's over 40 divisions now."

"But...my HMF…"

"Relax, Red. The factory worlds can pump out these divisions with relative ease. If we can produce 150 carriers a day on one world, we can produce 40 plus divisions to give to the HEF in maybe a day. That is, if the number of divisions is near 40."

"Is it?"

White scoffed. "I doubt it. The HEF is our second biggest department by a long shot. The HMF might be the scourge of our enemies and the bane of rebels in the Hammond Empire, but you are only slightly larger than the HEF."

Red smirked. "Was that a compliment?"
"I am stating facts. The HEF is only 125 Military groups strong. And your department is...how many military groups?"

Red arched an eyebrow. "That's classified. Only I and the Emperor Commander know that number. Just be placated to know that it's larger than the HEF, a number that dwarves them by a longshot."

Grey looked unimpressed. "That number used to be smaller. Now you been able to convince the Emperor Commander to make changes, allowing a huge increase in your navy and army. The HMF Supreme Commander must be stretched so thin that he must be made of rubber."

"Perhaps he is. No skin off my teeth, though. He gets the job done." Red responded. "By the way, what are these units called?"

Blue turned to Red, slightly smiling. "We call them Jaegers."

Grey nodded. "It seemed fitting. I approved the name."

"Seems stereotypical."

"Ehh, don't worry about it."

White stood up. "Well, it appears that this meeting is over. Right now, I have to go attend a meeting with my Supreme Commanders. Apparently, we're lacking again in something."

Grey chuckled. "I think the HAGDF and the HASDF Supreme Commanders are just looking out for their departments. It is tough, being the last line of defense of a multi-galaxy spanding empire."

White scoffed. "It is, but it gets annoying after the fifth request for another twenty military groups and seventeen fleet groups, you start to think that their just trying to start a military coup."

Red and Grey looked at each other, then burst out laughing. "You really think that the HAGDF and the HASDF would stand a chance against the HEF and the HMF?" Blue asked, not really amused at the notion of a military coup on Arora.

"It could happen, but that conversation has already happened." White shrugged. And with that, she left. The other three dismissed themselves to go do their own work. And with that, the operation was put ahead.

Too bad the Council forgot the entire reason they had called the meeting was to decide the name of the operation and the strategy behind it.

HNV Deterrence, 12th HEF Fleet Flagship (Colossus Class)

General March walked on the bridge, to his left was the leader of the 12th HEF Fleet, Admiral Kronsten. Admiral Kronsten was around the same height as March, standing at around six feet tall. His face was one riddled with wrinkles, his hair was speckled with grey, his uniform was a standard Hammond Admiral's uniform: Grey with a white cord on his right shoulder. The left side of his chest had his awards, many of them from the Second Frontier War and the subsequent Rebellion Wars. His eyes were steel grey, and his left hand was a prosthetic one.

General Allen March was a rather young general, only forty-one years old. He had proved himself very well in the Rebellion Wars and at the Final Battle of Demeter, taking part in the ultimate destruction of the Militia. He had taken control of the 12th HEF Military after he was shown to have great potential as a leader. That, and he had been given control during an emergency in the Rebellion Wars, when the last Military Commander had died during a bombing run by the remnants of the Militia Air Force. Back then, the 12th Military Group was in the HMF, but had been transferred to the HEF after the rapid militarization of the HMF caused the older and experienced divisions to be put into the HEF. His hair was a light brown, his eyes were a dark blue, his face wasn't marred by wrinkles, but was showing some signs of starting to do so. He wore the same uniform as Admiral, except he had a green and white cord, signifying he was army. His chest didn't have as many ribbons, but there were some there.

"March, it is always a pleasure to work with you. But why is it that you called me to see you?" Kronsten asked. "Is something wrong?"

"Quite the contrary, the HEF has deemed it necessary to start the operation. The Council wishes us luck. Do you remember the first phase?"

Kronsten smiled. "We can start the bombing runs?"

"Kronsten, no."

"Kronsten, yes."

"Kronsten, the first step is for the 12th HEF Fleet to take their places on the air bases around the island. Then, we deploy the ground forces in hopes to cause mass panic on the main island."

"Then?"

March shrugged. "We go from there. The 3rd HEF Military Group Field Marshall will tell us."

"Well, let us hope this goes well."

This is a rewrite of RWBY: The Hammond Menace. This won't have the same plot as it the original story, and will have some elements from Titanfall, Supreme Commander, and a major RWBY element. Questions can be PM'd to me.

Abbreviations:

HMF: Hammond Military Force-Main fighting force of the Hammond Empire, Large and in charge, they don't mess around. Though, everyone says they're useless, they are quite the opposite. They're organized into (REDACTED) military groups of 12 militaries each.

HEF: Hammond Expeditionary Force-Exploration force of the Hammond Empire. They have first dibs on planets they find with hostile units. Organized into 125 military groups of 4 militaries each.

HAGDF: Hammond Arora Ground Defense Force-Main defense force for ground operations on Arora. If the planet is attacked and the HASDF fails, they are the last line of defense. Number unknown.

HASDF: Hammond Arora Space Defense Force-Orbital defense around Arora, fleet count unknown.

HRD: Hammond Research Division-Main research wing of the Hammond Empire

HDOF: Hammond Direct Operations Force-The main specialist force of the Hammond Empire. Specialist trained to do black ops and 'odd jobs'. Directly under the control of the Emperor Commander, and answer to only her, or him if the EC is male.