A/N Hi! SilverBlack here! This is my first story, so please don't judge. This fic is set during RWBY Volume 3, and just before the Uchiha Massacre. Thanks!

Approx ages:

Kakashi: 17 (He's supposed to be 21, but I aged him down for the purpose of the fic)

Itachi: 12

Tenzo: 15

Shisui: 16

Ruby: 15

Weiss: 17

Blake: 17

Yang: 17

Chapter 1

The silver haired man tapped his cane absentmindedly, making his way up the winding stairs of Beacon. Pushing his glasses up with his other hand, he stopped. "Kai." There was a soft hiss, and the semi translucent wall split, revealing a hidden room. Stepping inside with a calm ease, he tapped his cane twice, sealing the room in the process.

"Ozpin. Verification code 180713. Konohagure no Sato."

The room lit up with a blue glow as a disembodied voice responded. "Identification confirmed. State your message."

There was a pause. "When the tree leaves dance, one shall find flames. The fire's shadow shall illuminate the village, and once again, tree leaves shall bud anew."

The lights flickered red for a moment, before the disembodied voice replied. "Link activated."

Half way across the world, the indicator lying on the desk beeped, glowing a bright red before diminishing its light. The man on the other end chuckled. "It's been a long time, Oz. About damn time too."

Thwack!

The shuriken embedded themselves into the center of the targets strewn across the field. Itachi stood, the tomoes in his eyes spinning dangerously. "Sharingan." With the grace of any shinobi, he launched himself into the air, flinging the multitude of sharp projectiles towards the targets hidden in the tree.

Landing gently, his hands immediately went for his kunai pouch. "Who's there?" The boy asked, the leaves rustling ominously. "Answer me."

A hearty chuckle followed. "Relax, it's me." A figure stepped out of the shadows. "No need to be so tense all the time, Itachi."

The boy relaxed. "Oh, it's just you, Shisui. What are you doing here?"

"Oh nothing, just taking a look around you know…" Shisui flashed Itachi a grin, and the younger boy huffed, puckering his lips in a pout. "Just tell me what it is that you want."

Shisui laughed, ruffling his hair. "I just wanted to congratulate my little cousin for getting into ANBU."

Itachi blushed slightly at the praise. "It's nothing that you couldn't do."

"Ah! How touching!" Shisui sighed dramatically, placing his hands over his heart. "But on a more serious note, there is something I came to talk to you about."

"Yes?" Itachi's expression turned more somber. "Is it about the…?"

"No, no, no, no…" Shisui laughed uneasily. "It's nothing to do with the clan. Actually, I think it's probably to get us away from the clan. The Sandaime requested the both of us to meet in his office as soon as possible for a mission."

"A mission?" Itachi cocked his head. "Now?"

"Yup." Shisui scratched his hand nervously. "Although I don't think now is the best time for it. You kinda stink."

"Oh shut it, you."

The copy ninja giggled, his nose stuck in his little orange book.

"Senpai, stop reading that trash." The wood nin said exasperatedly. "You're a bad influence on the children."

"Maa, maa, don't be such a stuck up, Tenzo." Kakashi continued, his eyes skimming over the pages in perverted glee. "You just don't know the meaning of fine literature, that's all."

Tenzo sighed, already used to his senpai's antics. "The Sandaime is requesting the both of us for a mission. He specifically asked you to be there on time."

Kakashi raised a lazy eyebrow. "Is that so?" Flipping his book closed, he waved off the accusation with a nonchalance that could only be described as 'Kakashi'. "Tell him I'll be there soon."

"The Sandaime said now, senpai!" Tenzo called, knowing that his words fell on deaf ears. Sometimes, he wondered why he even bothered with Kakashi.

2 hours later, the copy nin found himself in the Hokage's office, the Sandaime himself looking exasperated. "Sorry, I'm late." Kakashi eye-smiled. "You see, there was this old lady crossing the road and –"

"Save it, Kakashi." Sarutobi Hiruzen ran a hand over his face. He may be a shinobi legend, but even he was no match for the copy nin's lateness. I'm getting too old for this. He thought. I really need to retire.

"Now that we're all here," The Sandaime continued (deciding to ignore the indignant huff from Kakashi), "We can get started. Kakashi, Shisui, Tenzo and Itachi, I have summoned you here for a very important mission that can only be completed by the likes of you." He sighed, setting down his hat on his desk. "This is a high risk mission, with the success rate being less than 50%, so if any one of you would like to leave now, you are quite welcome to." No one moved.

The Sandaime smiled grimly. "Good." Moving his hat to the side, he placed a strange looking device on the table. "This is a hologram display from the world of Remnant." The man said, sliding his fingers across the small flat device. "You've probably never heard of it, since they are relatively hostile to outsiders, along with the fact that they are island nations surrounded by dangerous creatures called the Grimm." With a beep, the machine lit up with a blue glow.

The Sandaime spoke. "Sarutobi Hiruzen. Verification code 031002. Beacon."

A disembodied voice replied, startling the 4 shinobi in the room. "Identification confirmed. State your message."

The Sandaime paused. "All are expected to serve humanity... and never succumb to the darkness."

The device blinked red. "Link activated. Connecting to code 180713." The device glowed brightly, light filling up the entire room. Almost immediately, hands went for kunai pouches and thigh holsters. "Relax, friends, it's just a harmless little toy." The Hokage smiled bemusedly.

"Scans complete. Audio and movement synchronization complete." The disembodied voice spoke again. "Accessing Beacon in 3, 2, 1…"

"Accessing Konohagure no Sato in 3, 2, 1…" A thin projection appeared, silver light spilling onto the walls. The crinkled face of Sarutobi Hiruzen appeared amongst the projection. The Hokage smiled. "It's been quite a long time, Ozpin."

Ozpin smiled. "Indeed, Hiruzen."

The Hokage chuckled mirthfully, before turning to face the assembled shinobi. "This, is Professor Ozpin, a professor at Beacon Academy."

"How do you do?" Ozpin tilted his head in an amicable fashion.

"He's an old friend of mine, but recently, a situation in his world has gotten out of control, and therefore I am sending your squad to deal with the issue."

Ozpin stepped forward. "Most of you have probably never heard of the Grim, or the World of Remnant, so let me keep this brief and concise. I come from a world where dark creatures called the Grim run rampant. They are creatures with no souls, and are drawn to negative energy, feelings such as envy, sadness, loneliness or neglect.

"Recently, there has been a rise in Grimm activity, and I believe that there are greater forces at play. Forces that could mean war." Ozpin paused. "I don't believe our world is ready for that. Remnant is still growing, its people still dependant our Hunters and Huntresses, dependant on the substance we call Dust."

"This is why we need a team, well versed in both infiltration and combat to provide us with extra support when the war does break out. Our sources say that our enemies will be infiltrating the upcoming Vytal Festival, which unites all 4 nations in a show of harmony and millitary might. You will be sent in to ensure the safety of the city, as well as to collect intel on our enemies, whoever they may be."

"You will be undercover, posing as transfer students from one of the eastern islands, or Mistral, as they call it." Sarutobi continued. "Your hometown was destroyed by the Grimm, but because you showed an aptitude for combat, you were all trained privately to become Huntsmen. You will join Beacon Academy under that alias, and compete in the tournament." He shot them a wary glance. "Please try to be discreet as possible. The nations of Remnant know nothing of our world, and I would like to keep it that way."

Ozpin nodded. "Indeed. Now if there are no questions, I believe my subordinate will be coming to pick you up soon via airship."

There was no time for the shinobi to wonder what the hell was an airship, when a large shadow descended over the room. "Speak of the devil." Ozpin continued. "That's your ride."

Sarutobi nodded. "I'll send a message to your families and friends notifying them of your mission. All expenses regarding food or equipment will be provided. Kakashi, you'll be the captain of the mission. Try to return home in one piece." The Hokage commented dryly. "Good luck."

"Yes sir." The four shinobi nodded, vanishing in a shunshin.

"I don't think I'll ever get used to that." Ozpin said with a sigh. "You shinobi are incredible, powerful, yet so young."

Sarutobi smiled humourlessly. "War does that to people."

Ozpin found himself nodding in agreement. "I hope we are ready for what is coming, then."

A/N: Aaaand that's the first chapter! Review please! :)