Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY as it rightfully belongs to Roosterteeth. All references used belong to their respective owners.

Hello there, welcome to my fanfic. I would like to begin right off the bat that upon reading this chapter you will find that I may have completely ripped this scene from a game and just changed up the characters and settings. While partially true in some aspects, I just borrowed the scene since I thought it would fit well with the direction I am taking this story in. I may change it to a crossover in the future but that remains to be scene. I have also borrowed some references from dishwasher1910 in his 3.0 AU.

Enough of me rambling, I hope you enjoy the prologue to what would be a very interesting take on the RWBY universe should war be ignited in this technologically advanced world.

-Somewhere 100 miles off the north coast of Atlas-

"Captain Sims it is imperative that you secure the research data before the Atlas does. Bring back that data at all costs, if you fail there may not be a tomorrow for the kingdom of Vale". The radio channel buzzed.

As the Nighthawk class dropship soared through the thick dark clouds, lightning cackled wildly outside as its bright light pierced the windows and illuminated the interior of the vehicle.

"Understood Kingpin, we'll get the data." The determined squad leader replied.

"You think there's anyone on that base Wolf?" Snipes asked in a thick northern accent while cocking his rifle.

"The whole research facility went dark 3 hours ago. If anyone's still alive it would be a miracle on that frozen hell hole." Wolf explained gruffly as he peered out the window.

"Thirty seconds to jump!" The Pilot announced.

"Ready up!" Wolf barked.

As the three-man team gathered up against the door, they double checked their weapons and gear as to not waltz into the mission only to die due to some minor mechanical failure.

With the interior of the aircraft gone dark, the flashing red light above the jump door was the only guidance as it flashed 'Prepare' every three seconds to the men.

"Ten seconds to jump!"

As the door slid open, the air outside howled eternally as it shook the aircraft. Maintaining course, the pilot skilfully steadied the dropship just enough for the squad to make a clean jump.

"Jump!"

As the red light flashed to green the men didn't need a second order to tell them to go and hurried out the door one by one in quick succession. Emptying the aircraft, the Pilot pulled away at his own leisure and waited for the pickup call to be issued.

Air screaming around his ears, Captain Dan 'Wolf' Sims steered his body onto the projected flight path mapped on his HUD. Arms spread out, he glided with the wind and let gravity do the rest as he descended rapidly with his team towards the landing zone.

Descending from the clouds, they deployed their jet boosters to soften their landing on the icy terrain. Landing in the unknown, this was where the dangerous part of the mission began.

"Let's make a move on the station. We don't have much time before Atlas shows up, hell they may even be in there with that godforsaken SRED division of theirs."

"With all due respect sir, why is Atlas concerned over a research station in neutral territory which is run by a foreign Kingdom?" Jones asked.

"I don't run the political scene Jones, but Atlas has the right as everyone else to be on neutral soil. But them setting foot within a foreign facility governed by foreign people is clearly trespassing and in breach of several laws. But its Atlas, they don't give a shit about Laws, not since the past fifteen years or so." Wolf answered the curious soldier.

"We're free to engage?"

"Damn right you are. Anything within one kilometre of the research station is Vale territory. Anything breaching the facility is to be silenced."

"Found an opening, seems like you were right boss. Atlas beat us to the chase, and it seems they brought SRED with them." Snipes announced in a low voice as he peered over the ravenous edge.

Peering over the edge, the Captain visibly counted two men and deemed it a mere scout party. Signalling his men to get ready to jump, he counted down to three before turning to his men one last time.

"I'll go for the left, Snipes you take the right. Make it quick."

With an affirmative nod coming from the man, the three soldiers leapt off the edge and into the depths of the caverns. Descending like mad hawks upon their prey, Wolf activated his boosters at the last minute and pinned his target to the floor.

Burying his knife into the back of the head, he curved the blade up at a forty-five-degree angle and killed his target instantly. Glancing over to Snipes, the man had trouble with his takedown as his target was a robot.

Wires exposed and sparks flying everywhere, the machine flew into a confused state as it tried to identify the stranger as fried or foe. With a precise throw to the head, the knife destroyed the processing chip and rendered the droid useless.

"Pick up the pace people!" Wolf barked as he aimed his silenced rifle at the only entrance leading to this small hiding spot.

"Always hated those clankers." Snipes remarked as he linked up with them.

"Jones, take point." Wolf ordered.

As the man complied, the trio snaked their way across the maze like tunnel before reaching an opening at the end.

"Hold," Jones held up a fist as his movement broke down into short silent steps.

"I count four on the top of the facility. Seems like most of them are inside the base. What's the call boss?" Snipes asked as he aimed his rifle at the targets.

"Pick your targets and take them out quickly. I'm going for the far right, fire on my shot." Wolf instructed.

Aiming down the scopes of his rifle, he lined up his first shot and held his breath. Finger on the trigger, he followed the soldier until he came to a complete halt at the edge of the roof. Seeing his chance, he squeezed the trigger and fired three rounds.

As the gun jolted, the suppressor did its job of keeping his shots hidden and murdered his target dead on. As his squad opened fire on their respective targets, they too hit their mark and the bodies dropped.

"I got him." Snipes said as he fired his gun once more and downed the last soldier on the rooftop.

"Move up, the elevator should be our access point into this base." Wolf instructed as he began jogging over to the platform.

"Shit! Hostiles on the elevator!" Jones called out.

"Weapons free! Weapons free!" Wolf barked as he quickly raised his rifle.

As the large metal platform rose towards the surface, the six men standing about were clueless of the invaders until the very last minute. By then it was already too late.

As the three men opened fire, they aimed with such precision akin to a laser pointer that none of their shots missed. Muzzled gunfire buzzing through the air, bullet casings ejected rapidly from the weapons as the projectiles tore through their targets.

Within five seconds the six SRED soldiers that had rode the elevator to the top were all murdered swiftly.

"Come on, the enemy likely knows we're here. Let's secure the data and be gone!" Wolf urged the others as he boarded the elevator before starting it up.

"My god, are these the civilians?" Jones asked before rolling a body over with his boots.

Staring at the white hazmat suit, face hole revealed a young female in her late thirties. The large gaping hole in her head indicated an execution of some sort had occurred not too long ago.

"You know I was starting to feel sorry for these bastards, now I just downright despise them. Sick fucks." Disgust resonated from Snipes voice.

"Why would they do it? Why the civilians? Weren't they just scientists doing other things?" Jones asked while checking the other bodies.

"Too many witnesses, too many loose ends. For Atlas this is just collateral damage. They want whatever's in that data mass. Command can't stress us enough about how important that data is, whatever is on it is something Atlas must want pretty badly."

"Well, let's disappoint the bastards then, I can't wait to payback those pigs." Snipes gritted his teeth in visible anger.

"We're here. Stay sharp. Vault is up ahead through the server room." Wolf signalled Jones to take point while following close.

Sweeping the narrow rooms, it didn't take long for the team to stumble across the first patrol within the base. Quickly giving directions, Wolf instructed his squad to take up firing positions while he set up the enemies.

Staying low and hugging the server blocks, he readied an anti-gravity dust grenade and peeked around the corner to judge his throw. Removing the pin, he primed the explosive and threw it into the room that housed the enemy soldiers.

It didn't take long for one of the men to notice before he started screaming the threat out. One word was all that escaped the soldier's mouth before the grenade went off and sent everything afloat.

"Weapons free!" Wolf yelled before picking his targets. Squeezing the trigger, he emptied the remaining bullets in his magazine on one target. Floating bodies pushed back by the kinetic energy of the bullets, his squad picked off the remaining soldiers before the grenade wore off and the bodies and other light objects fell back to the floor.

Pushing forward swiftly, the elite team swept through the corridors and rooms before stepping out into a large hangar bay. At the end of the room stood a large metal door that was sealed firmly with an array of locks.

"Kingpin this is SCARs 4, we've located the vault and preparing to extract the data, over." Wolf reported.

"Copy that SCARs 4, keep us informed on your progress over."

"Raider this is SCARs, we're about to extract the data. Standby for confirmation."

"Roger that SCARs 4, coming around to secure an exfil for you. Just say the word."

Without further delay, the Captain punched in the ten-digit code into the keypad and waited for the green light response. A few seconds passed, and the control panel emitted a successful noise. As if the opening noise couldn't be subtler, the door let out a loud hiss as the locks undid themselves.

"Um sir, I think we may have just alerted the enemy to our position." Jones said as he watched the main hangar door.

"No time to idle, Snipes get us a vehicle, Jones watch the hangar door, delay the bastards!"

"On it!" They replied in unison before moving to their objectives.

"Can't this thing be faster?" Wolf groaned under his breath as the door fully opened.

With the vault unsealed, the sounds of men mounting outside the hangar door could be heard due to their constant yelling and ordering as they tried to break into the facility.

Ignoring the disturbance outside, Wolf impatiently tapped his foot as the heavy bracket containing the memory drives of the computers running the facility rolled out into the open.

Presented with another keypad, the Captain could only roll his eyes in annoyance as he punched in a different ten-digit code that allowed the data mass to be extracted. As the security device took its sweet time, the hangar door was about to be breached by the Atlesian troops as they had nearly cut a hole.

Time was running out for the men and neither of them wanted to make a last stand in this god forsaken icy wasteland.

"Here they come!" Jones yelled as he loaded a fresh magazine.

With a loud pop coming from the machine, the data mass had been ejected safely from bowels of its storage compartment with all the data intact. A relieved sigh came from the Captain before he snatched the block of data and secured it to his vest.

"Let's move!" Wolf barked before smashing the button that opened the hangar doors.

As the alarm blared throughout the large complex, the heavy steel door began to rise and the cold unforgiving weather swept through the complex. With the unforgiving weather followed the cold soldiers of Atlas.

Running towards the vehicle, gunfire soon erupted around them as the Atlesian troops made it their sole mission to stop the elite team from leaving the complex. As Jones returned fire, Wolf ducked low and ran like a mad man towards the vehicle.

Mounting the Chernarus Tactical Buggy, Wolf hopped straight into the rear and climbed onto the minigun whilst Jones dived through the open canopy and into the back seat.

"Punch it!" Wolf yelled.

Not waiting another moment to pass, Snipes slammed his foot down on the accelerator and the vehicle lurched forward with immense speed. The fast acceleration of the buggy propelled the team out of the facility at breakneck speeds and into the frozen icy tundra.

As bullets and laser fire whizzed past and embed itself into the armour plating of the vehicle, Wolf decided to respond in kind by firing the mounted minigun. Forcing the human soldiers to duck for cover, the robotic units weren't so lucky as the tungsten rounds shredded them.

"Raider this is SCARs, we have exited the building on a buggy and are due East of the complex. How soon can you pick us up over?"

"Acknowledged SCARs I have a positive fix on your location. Keep heading East and I'll meet with you in one minute. Over."

"Copy that Raider."

"We good sir?" Jones asked.

"Data mass secured and ready to exfil, we're almost there boys." Wolf offered a triumphant grin.

"Boss! Contact overhead!" Snipes yelled just as an aircraft roared overhead.

"Was that Raider?!" Jones asked in confusion as his eyes followed the vehicle.

As the unidentified aircraft pulled a hard turn, it bore resemblance to that of a Raven dropship albeit sleeker in design and smaller. It was at this point Wolf noticed the insignia engraved on its rear tail that sent a chill down the man's spine.

"SRED dropship! Snipes gun it and perform evasive manoeuvres. The fucker is coming around for a gun run!" He barked.

"On it!" The man complied before pushing the vehicle to its limits.

As the buggy tore across the flat icy plains, it reached speeds of almost 300km/h but still wasn't enough to outrun to dropship that was closing in on their tail. With the wind howling around them and pressing strongly against the small figures, it looked like all three were about to be blown away.

Using the mounted gun to his advantage, the barrel began spinning rapidly before bullets escaped the barrel at tremendous speeds. Firing wildly at the fast-moving aircraft, the first few bullets hit their mark but did little damage as it scraped the hull.

Alerting the pilot to incoming fire, the dropship began to swing sideways to avoid more of the bullets. Determined to gun the aircraft down, Wolf tried to aim at the cockpit but to no avail as the target kept swinging left and right and throwing his aim off.

To make matters worse, the minigun had run out of ammo and they were now practically sitting ducks for the aircraft to open fire on them. Wolf prayed to the Gods above that Raider would show up now or else the entire mission was done for.

"I see Raider!" Snipes excitedly announced through the unintelligible wind.

Turning to see where exactly their extraction was, a ray of hope shone upon the dropship as it broke through the clouds ahead of them and began its approach. Surely by now Raider would've noticed the enemy dropship behind them and move to intercept before extracting them?

The ray of hope that was their saviour vanished as the rear part of the aircraft became visible to the team within the next few seconds. Flames burning brightly from its engines and rear compartment before it crashed into the icy floor and spun wildly out of control.

"Shit!" Wolf slammed the handle bars in frustration. They were so close in completing their mission and yet somehow things just went wrong at the last minute.

"Rocket!" Jones pointed and screamed as his eyes displayed vivid fear.

"EJECT!" He yelled loudly before throwing himself off the high moving vehicle.

As time slowed down around him, he watched with falling grace as his squad bailed out of the buggy before the rocket exploded upon contact. Bright orange flames enveloped his vision as the fires began to expand rapidly.

The heat pierced his exo suit and clothing before crawling all over his skin. With one final blink the shockwave came and sent him flying even further before knocking him out. What followed next was simply darkness.

…

Breathing heavily, Wolf opened his dazed eyes as he slowly recovered from the mess. Electronics and radio broken and non-operational, he lay on the chilling floor in vain attempt to sought out his team mates.

Gazing around the plains, the snow storm had risen and the blizzard picked up speed visibly. Sooner or later he was going to be dead if the enemy didn't get to him. As his sights fell upon a motionless body, he recognized the camo pattern belonged to Snipes.

Using his hands, his feet were still numb from the explosion but that didn't stop him from trying. Dragging his injured body across the frozen floor, he looked around for signs of Jones but only saw bad omens approaching.

Before he knew it, two Atlesian androids were on top of him and had hauled him up to his knees without regard for his damaged body. As a male soldier adorning a unique battle suit approached him, he gave a sneering look before picking Snipes up.

As his squad mate let out a painful groan, he was quickly shut up by a painful hit to the face from the rifle stock of the soldier. Hearing a body being dragged across the floor, Wolf quickly turned to source and found Jones with a bloodied face as he was moved closer towards them.

The soldiers dragging him showed no care for the injured as they dropped his body onto the chilly ground. As Jones let out small groans of pain, it was clear everything for him hurt and to make a noise would be costly.

Not the reunion he was expecting, Wolf could only watch in fear as him and his entire squad were about to be executed on the spot. If anything, he only hoped the enemy would spare his squad and take him instead.

The sounds of high heels echoing in this tundra waste land filled his ears which only piqued his curiosity even further. Looking towards the source, his vision was still hazy but managed to make out a slender figure wearing a tall cap with what seemed to be a jacket around her.

As the figure came into view, Wolf wore a surprised look as a young feminine figure filled his view. He had known about her only through the media and intel reports, but to see the legendary woman herself in person was something of an honour.

"Is the data retrieved?" She asked in a stern voice.

"Right here ma'am." The soldier adorning the unique battle suit responded, one would assume he was a high ranking officer amongst them.

"Appreciated Sayars," She nodded before turning her gaze towards Wolf.

As she took a step closer towards the soldier, she crouched down below and placed her bare hands on his shoulder. Her crystal blue eyes gazed into his very own, as if she were staring into his soul and learning everything about him.

As Snipes let out a cough, he let out a pained groaned before calling out "Wolf" for reassurance. Gaining the attention of the woman, she merely pursed her lips in disappointment before returning her gaze towards Wolf.

"How many did you come with?" She asked in a gentle voice.

Wolf paused for a moment before staring at his men and back towards her, "We're it…." He panted.

"I see," She looked around for a second time, "And the dropship we shot down?"

He stared at his men, breathing becoming heavier as he ignored the question, "P-Please….my men need….medical help…." He gestured towards them, a cry of plea in his voice.

As the Woman eyed the two soldiers, she merely formed a puzzled look on her face as if she didn't comprehend his request, "You care about them, your men. You care for them a lot no?" She asked him with a straight face.

Nodding slowly at her question, a small sigh escaped her mouth before she stood up. Quickly drawing a pistol from her side, she aimed the pistol at Jones' head and gave a deadpan look towards Wolf. The cold blank face she gave the Captain would be forever etched in his mind until his last breath.

He wanted to scream, begged her to stop the unnecessary killing. He wanted to take responsibility for everything that happened. But his mouth hung open and with that no words came out. His eyes stared into hers and it pleaded her not too. The sight of Jones struggling on the ground, shaking his head at the gun barrel pained the man.

In a bizarre twist of events, the woman quickly aimed her pistol at a nearby soldier and pulled the trigger. A loud bang and the bullet tore through the soldiers' helmet before his body dropped to the floor. The shock on everyone's face was something to consider, but the woman merely kept a blank expression.

She returned her gaze towards the Captain, "You see, that is your weakness. Care clouds your judgement," Her gaze locked with his, "That is why you cannot win." She spoke slowly and clearly before walking away, "Kill them all, save your ammo."

As she walked away slowly, his final glimpse was her white hair flowing with the wind before an android filled his view. Hearing the struggles of Snipes and Jones, they were quickly put out of their misery as the soldiers slit their throats.

His worse fears coming true, there was no hope left as the butt of the rifle smashed into his helmet. Knocked onto the floor, a metal foot came down on him before everything went dark.

"What was in that Data mass sir?" Jaune asked the tall figure in the room. His face weary and tired from staying up all night sorting through major problems.

"Unclear for now, the only thing I do know that is on that data mass is the prototype plans for our Naval Airfleet. It's been 48 hours since we last had contact and Atlas has made no demands of any sorts." The light toned figure folded his arms.

Jaune merely shook his head in disagreement before pointing at the image of the woman, "Atlas doesn't make demands Admiral, they set foot inside Vale territory and execute our men on neutral soil."

"Our team was simply sent in to retrieve highly sensitive data from a closed facility."

"That facility was our property, our soil. Sir why is Atlas even allowed to set foot on that island let alone within a proximity of our own settlement? The Kingdom of Vale bought that piece of land through legal methods." Jaune argued.

"By order of the International Accords all and any neutral lands are permit-"

"Sir! That objective did not require a small team but a coordinated strike force."

"Lieutenant Arc!" The man unfolded his arms, "I implore you to use diplomacy in this office," He instructed while walking behind his table, "Take a different tact."

Jaune strictly remembered his place due to the error of letting his emotions cloud his judgement, "Yes sir." He replied sharply. Taking a deep breath, he decided to avoid adding fuel to the tension in the air, "Who else knows about this?"

The Admiral pressed a button underneath his desk to open the window, "So far only Joint Strategic Command and you."

Jaune couldn't believe this, it was absurd that very few knew little about this incident, 'Sir this is a deliberate act of aggression. Atlas set foot on our soil, soil we legally claimed. We should be out there putting our air fleet on patrol, not hosting a fleet parade!" Jaune pointed at the event down below.

"The rules of engagement prohibit such defensive actions under these circumstances Lieutenant." The man replied with a disappointed look.

"So, we just stand by with our guns in the sand while throwing a fleet parade?!" Jaune stared in disbelief.

"Lieutenant Arc," The man firmly began, his eyes gazing at him, "Make no mistake that my instinct align vastly with yours. And that is we need to retaliate."

Jaune pursed his lips together firmly and nodded, "Then why don't we sir?"

The admiral sighed and rested a hand on his left arm before guiding him away from the window, "They're politicians Arc, to them they'd wipe their assess with whatever Lien and flags keeps the smoke stacks burning," He took a seat before gesturing to Jaune to do the same, "Mounting an offense seems like an uncalculated plan that would severely upset them. Until there is war, I'm afraid the warriors aren't in charge." He rubbed his chin.

"But by the time there is a war it would've been too late. Atlas has been building up their war machine for the past decade all for the guise to combat the Grimm. But ever since then they've been building weapons to fight humans, this isn't right." Jaune stated the obvious, "You taught me in flight school to assess the situation, work the problem until there is a solution. You said it so yourself."

The man let out a chuckle, "You were always a fast learner Arc," He leaned forward with a serious look, "STRATCOM is well aware of the situation, but until then, there is to be no grounds for an operation to be carried out." His tone firm and final.

Jaune wore a defeated look, a small sigh escaped his mouth before his shoulders slouched forward, "Very well sir, thank you for the briefing." His body sunk back into the chair.

A small electronic beep filled the room as the holographic projection of an officer appeared next to Jaune, "Admiral Glauca, the ceremony progress is in place. We're waiting for you sir."

"Thank you, Petty Officer." The man nodded.

"Is there anything else you want to brief me on sir?" Jaune asked.

"Negative Lieutenant, your are dismissed. Take the dropship on the rooftop, I'll follow soon."

"Yes sir." Jaune saluted smartly before leaping out of his chair.

Exiting the room with a heavy heart, he was greeted by a familiar Faunus upon closing the door to the Admiral's office.

"How many?" She asked right off the bat, her bunny ears brim with curiosity.

"Four KIA, Atlas was already there. They took everything and looted the place." Jaune looked down with a heavy face before walking.

"Sons of bitches," She fumed, "We should be up there flying watch in our Ravens and not down here celebrating these parades."

Jaune stopped in his tracks, "The Admiral doesn't disagree, but rules are rules. We must follow orders Velv. Besides, we've been repeating this parade for five years. You know the drill."

Velvet rolled her eyes in an annoyed fashion, "It's not right, gathering all our available warships in one spot."

"Too late to cancel now, may as well get this done and over." The blonde shrugged his shoulders.

"Well then, let's not miss the party."

"After you Lieutenant." Jaune gestured.

"Thanks hot shot."

Stepping out onto the large balcony, the first thing that greeted the two pilots was the sound roaring engines coming from the warship Leviathan. Warm air rushed over them as the ship made a smooth descent into the bay below for the crowd to have a better glimpse of the pride and joy that was Vale's airfleet.

"There she is, Home sweet Home." Velvet commented.

"You've been on the ground for less than two days." Jaune chuckled.

"True." She said cheerfully.

"Ah jeez, what could go wrong?" Jaune asked himself as he gazed over the railings.

As the Leviathan hovered steadily over the bay, she stood alongside her sister ships Gladiator and Colossus as they lined up in a presentable manner for the crowd. With the ASG defence turrets dotted across the city, it reminded him why Vale was still able to stand toe to toe with Atlas. While Atlas boasted quantitative airships, Vale knew it couldn't beat the sheer production power and instead opted for powerful defence guns that could deter and entire armada of airships away from the city.

It was the only thing that kept Atlas in line from exerting its influence over Vale unlike the other Kingdoms who decided to opt for other options to keep up with Atlas's military might. For six good years the ASG kept them safe, but how long would the peace last?

"Let's hope this day goes smoothly." Jaune mumbled to himself before following Velvet.

Welcome to end, hope the ride was enjoyable for you. Do leave a review of your thoughts if you want.

Spelling and Grammatical fixes will be addressed even though I've gone through it five times already.

Edit 1: I am quite aware of how fast an assault rifle would empty its magazine. Takes about 4-5 seconds to burn through one mag. For the sake of being an arcade, let's follow the principles of battlefield/Call of duty where it takes longer to empty a magazine with the minimal recoil thing.