Hi everyone U Pheonix here, (Yes I know, I've spelled Phoenix wrong, I was 11, FFS, anyhow, this is a mega-crossover fic, Doom, Quake, Blood, and RWBY, This will contain a SI OC (For those unfamiliar, I mean Self Insert, Original Character) That being said, I'll do my damndest to not make myself overpowered, if I seem to, please do tell me, I want myself to be somewhat relatable, (Though, I have weird quirks, [physical quirks like partial blindness, not some mental illness 'quirk'] so it might be a bit tough)

With that out of the way, I'll start with Caleb from Blood, then Ranger (From Quake, referred to as Trent, as an homage to Trent Reznor, who created the soundtrack and voiced Ranger in the game) then The Slayer, (Referred to as The Slayer, Will or William,)
And finally, my OC, The socially (somewhat) awkward teenager who likes 90s shooters, and fanfiction [meta amirite]

I'm rambling

ONWARD BYEEEEEEEE

Rip and Tear, Blood and Roses: Chapter I-Caleb

"It's locked, damnit," Caleb muttered to himself, Grumbling quietly to himself, he began to look around for an 'unorthodox' entrance, before he noticed a group of rooftops near it.

Caleb grinned, his red eyes glowing brightly, despite being almost a century and a half old, his agility never seemed to fail,

"Ironic," he thought, then scolded himself, "Best not to tempt fate, however,"

Leaping onto a pile of crates stacked against a brick wall, he jumped from the crates up to the wall and hit the roof rolling, Since fighting Tchernobog, he'd noticed he would lose much of his momentum when landing, leading to a few close calls with Shial and Cerberus, and thus began learning to roll when landing.

In a twist of irony, when he'd finally killed Tchenobog, he'd unknowingly absorbed some of his power, allowing for his Guns Akimbo power up to be infinite, if he so wished,

Caleb inhaled deeply before he sprinted toward the end of the last rooftop, which, the way Caleb was going, led to a skylight.

As his boots left the concrete, he exhaled, drawing two shotguns from the inside of his duster, The glass shattered as Caleb fired a shot, landing in a circle of exhibits, and entering one quickly

Hm, you're asking me where he was, Well I ain't playin' Blood 2, Blood 2 is bullshit, Let me get back to the story,

Caleb had entered the American Cult exhibit, at first seeing cultists looking around and conversing with each other,

"Hey, Why are we trying to fight the Betrayers?" One cultist asked,
Caleb grimaced, more Cabal lies,
"You know why, man," The second replied curtly,
Caleb decided then to cut the conversation short, emerging from the exhibit, he fired twice, downing the cultists in sprays of red and buckshot,
Chuckling, he passed their quickly dying bodies, reaching another exhibit,

"Where are you, Gideon," Caleb called in a singsong, Soon, Caleb had massacred most of Gideon's men with a brutal, efficient abandon

"Quick," Gideon barked breathlessly, "Set them, set them now," The remaining cultists set to work rigging a ton of TNT to the room, and then left to go to their deaths,

Screams echoed as Caleb approached, ending abruptly as Caleb reached them,

"GIDEON," Caleb roared in a rare show of anger,

He stopped as he saw a Prophet aiming a strange gun at him,
"Time to die, Chosen One," Gideon laughed as the Prophet fired,

A small ball of black exited the gun and a woman emerged,

"Caleb?" The woman blinked,
"Gabriel?" Caleb was just as stunned,

"Plan B! Light the Fuse!" Gideon yelled, The Prophet did so, and left with Gideon,

"Crap," Gabriella spoke and grabbed Caleb's duster, throwing him into the singularity, and all was black before Caleb blinked, staring at an unfamiliar sky,


Standing, and immediately regretting it, Caleb groaned and started walking through the forest he'd woke up in, spotting some odd black werewolf looking creature, Approaching tentatively, the creature sniffed him and lunged forward quickly before its head was blown half off by a bullet,

"Are you all right, Mister," A young girl asked, holding the rifle, Caleb presumed, that had shot the creature,

"I'm fine, young lady, thanks to you," Caleb smiled, a slight one, but genuine, nonetheless,

"Oh, thank gosh, I wasn't too late, woah," she gasped at the end of her statement,

"You have eyes like my Uncle Qrow," She squealed, Caleb simply raised an eyebrow at her antics, questioning who exactly he resembled,

"Oh, sorry, my Uncle has pretty similar eyes to yours, except his are pale red, you know he's actually one of the Huntsmen on Remnant,"

Caleb stared at her blankly,

...

"you have no idea what I'm talking about, do you,"

"No, I don't," He chuckled, "Where are we, by any chance,"

"We're on Remnant, this continent is Sanus, we're near a town called Patch,"
"That's... surprisingly specific, Wouldn't you say, young lady,"

"Well, You didn't know what a Huntsman was, so I assumed you wouldn't know much of the place we were in, A Huntsman is basically a secondary form of mercenary work, commonly, they fight the creatures of Grimm, beings that feed of negative feelings like anger or sadness, for example, the one I killed a couple of minutes ago is called a Beowolf."

"RUBY, WHERE ARE YOU," Another voice yelled in the distance,

"And if you'll follow me to your left, we will soon reach the town, population... I don't heckin' know," the girl, Ruby apparently, giggled,
She began walking off, and Caleb followed quickly.

"Who the hell are you, tall, dark and Grimm-eyed,"

Despite the less-than-friendly greeting, Caleb decided to let it slide,

"My name is Caleb Orlens, I simply met your sister on a trek through the woods."

"That so?" The blonde opposite him challenged, He began chuckling, which devolved into a harsh laugh,

"Do you honest to god think I have a thing for little girls? Especially when I'm a century old,"

The blonde gaped for a second before recovering and darting forward, reeling her fist back for a punch

"YANG NO!" Ruby yelled, pulling Caleb away, "Let's just go home and pack, Beacon's days away, we don't need you to fight the old guy,"

"Old," Caleb laughed, "I'll have you know, little one that I'm in the prime of my life,"

Ruby laughed right along with him as they left for Patch


It was meant to be short, as these are just character introductions, not really chapters in my eyes,

onto the subject of my interpretation of Caleb, I wanted Caleb to still have that insatiable bloodlust/witty humor that the character embodies, but at the same time, Caleb gets that Ruby is a kid, and doesn't want to kill her perception of the world, because she still thinks the world can be good, while Caleb showing his bloodlust would pretty much kill that, because he knows that the world isn't complete sunshine and rainbows, some of it is, but a majority isn't.

I wanted Caleb to have almost a Qrow vibe, like in Qrow's first appearance, he doesn't seem to care, but if you look deeper he does.

Overall, Caleb is a great character, play Blood, play Quake, play Doom.

Part II-Trent


[Shub-Niggaruth was dead, the invasion was over]

This was only one of the hundreds of thoughts running through the Ranger's head.

"This thing better be on," He muttered, clearing his throat,

"This is Ranger Trent Edwards, Operation Counterstrike was a success, the 'monsters', I don't know what else to call them, but the leader of the monsters is dead, and there's a Slipgate outta here, but I don't know if I trust it, gonna take a minute to reconfigure it, Trent signin' off,"

With a beep, the recording ended, and Trent began to configure the Slipgate, After about 15 minutes, Trent stepped back admiring his work, Breathing deeply, he stepped through the Slipgate.

The first thing to greet him was a train whistle, right next to his fucking ear, causing him to clutch his ears as, despite his armor's sound dampening tech, it could only do so much,

As the ringing in his ears faded, he stared at the train as dozens of armed people swarmed the front cars.
Perhaps in a desperate attempt to help some of the passengers aboard, he took a running spring onto one of the cars, bringing his nailgun to bear as he kicked the door in.

The train-jackers looked up from their collection of some types of multi-colored sand, at least that's what it looked like to Trent. "What are you waiting for, Get him," One of them yelled, a red-headed guy with... bull horns? Galvanized into action the few nearest to Trent drew weapons and charged,

Trent sighed heavily, [Yet more bloodshed] He thought, "Any of you move and I snap his neck," He growled threateningly, holding his axe to the man's neck, Surveying the room before him, he noted everyone was tense as a rope set to snap, except for one,

A black-haired one, with cat ears, was looking tense, but there was something off,

[An illusion!] His mind snapped to the conclusion, and he kicked backward, hearing an "Oophm" of surprise, releasing the axe, he shoved the man forward toward his comrades.

Walking away, the black-haired girl cut the connector line to the cars, letting the one they were on chug ahead, while the group car steadily lost speed and stopped.

Letting his axe hang, he sat down on one of the train's seats, resting for a while, wherever they were going, Trent wasn't in the mood to spill more blood.


And there's Trent, right now it's Monday the 11th of May, so I decided to do a large chapter of introductions for all of them, rather than 4 super short ones. They're still short, only about 500 words,

Onto Trent, Trent was meant to be a tired fighter as opposed to Caleb, who takes pleasure in killing, And Will, who wants vengeance for Argent D'Nur, He'll fight if need be, but he'd rather not,

Blake is determined to stop the WF if she can, and she's tired of Adam's rabid fanaticism, so I kinda thought they'd make a match [NO THIS DOES NOT MEAN I'M SHIPPING THEM, NO BAD!]

Onto William, please keep in mind, this will take a few cues from canon as well as a RWBY crossover story by the name of Remnant Inferis: DOOM, check it out, it's dope, So this means a sarcastic semi-asshole of a guy who doesn't take much BS, as well as tie-ins to the original Doom and Doom II and Wolfenstein reboots,

Part III-William


William Joseph Blazkowicz III codenamed The Slayer, watched as the Icon of Sin, Valen's son, twisted by tainted Argent energy, fell, into the abyss in front of him, He stood, looking over the edge, in silent mourning of the life lost and resurrected as a demon, before he stepped back and walked away, toward the teleporter,

"I've set the coordinates to the Fortress," VEGA said, William nodded, replying "Thank you VEGA," softly,

As he stepped through the portal, VEGA said urgently, "Dr. Hayden is tampering with the coordinates, attempting to reconfigure,"

"Don't bother, VEGA, if he's sendin' me back to Hell, so be it, I'll avenge D'Nur more."

"It's not Hell, it's... somewhere else,"

"Well, wherever it is, we'll be ready," Will replied,

The first thing he noticed is that it was COLD, as in freeze a lake in a matter of minutes cold, luckily his suit's internal heating system kicked in not long after.

Standing, He looked skyward to see a... giant suit of armor looming over him, armed with a huge sword that was currently swinging down towards him. Rolling out of the way of the sword, he drew his Super Shotgun, his Meat Hook already blazing with fire. Out of the corner of his eye, he spied a girl in a dress and jacket armed with a rapier gaping at him, before she regained her composure and calling, "Use the glyph, it's like a bounce pad," summoning a black outlined rune looking circle in front of him.

Taking her advice, he leapt onto the glyph which ejected him skyward, His Meat Hook pierced the armor, lighting it ablaze, while he drew his restored Crucible, beheading the armor with a blade of Argent Energy, while the girl ran it through with her rapier, He sprung from it's disintegrating head, allowing his SSG to magnetize to his armor.

Landing, he began to look around, when he noticed the girl looking slightly fearful. He prayed silently that it wasn't what he thought it was.

Later

It was exactly what he'd dreaded, After the fight with the "Arma Gigas," the name of the suit of armor someone mentioned in passing, a white-haired man had dragged the girl off, Now here he was, sipping coffee on the bench outside the man's office, listening to him berate her on "shortcomings" during the fight, until, eventually, he snapped, The smack of an appendage meeting flesh finally broke his restraint and he kicked the door in, coffee forgotten,

"Who do you think you-hurrk," The man choked on his words as William leaned close,

"I've heard enough of your BS, she did fine, berating her for something she had no control over, doing what you just did, is too much, You want to try something else, go ahead, you'll deal with me." He growled, extending the Doom-Blade to rest on his neck, letting the man go, He stalked from the room, like an angry wraith of vengeance,

"Excuse me, sir," A man said behind him, William turned to him, taking off his helmet and replying, "Yes?"

"I was wondering if you'd be staying here because you don't seem to have money or a place to stay, as a thank you for helping Weiss with that Arma Gigas,"

Ah, that was her name, He thought, and then said, "Yes, I'll be staying here, if only to watch out for Weiss,"

"Alright then, I'll show you to the guest room, He leaned in close then, whispering, "Weiss is planning to leave for a school called Beacon, I'd appreciate if you could go with her,"

"Of course," He replied as they reached the guest room, "If you need me, call for Klein," The man said,

William nodded and shut the door quietly, stripping his updated original Marine armor, After clean his multitude of weapons and reassembling them, he set them next to the bed and laid down falling asleep within minutes. It was a rest fitted with nightmares, of losing D'Nur, being trapped in that sarcophagus, being captured by Sentinel's before his father saved them in his bloodthirsty rage, but there was reprieve as well, seeing his mother and brother once more, laughing and joking with him, his father teaching him to shoot, the first time he killed an Imp under his father's instructions, the ride home, with his father regaling him with times of old, killing the original Icon of Sin, or finally destroying the terrible Cyberdemon, passing his weapons down to his son, and helping to modify them or him joining the Night Sentinels and rising to Praetor like his father and grandfather before him,

Sadly, to him, it was gone too soon as Weiss was shaking him awake, with Klein in the doorway, keeping a lookout for her father, William was up and ready within minutes and Klein led them to the library, finding a secret passage out of the manor.

"There's a Bullhead waiting for you ma'am, about 3 kilometers into the forest, there should be a clearing with a waterfall, it will pick you up,

Weiss thanked him and said her goodbyes and the duo took off into the Atlassian night.


And there's Will, a bit longer than the others, but whatever,

Will is somewhat complex, rather than just a mindless killing machine, I wanted to give some motivation, to avenge D'Nur, The Sentinels, and his family.

I can't really say much, so I'll just start the next introduction

Part IV-Marcus


"How again did you get me to agree to this," His friend, Devon asked over game voice chat, "A crap-ton of begging, don't you remember, "Yeah, 'Oh they released like 6 new characters, you gotta play with me,'"
"Hey, it ain't like my siblings are going to,"
"I guess," Devon shrugged, "Who you playing as," He continued,
"Eh, probably Ren, he just got buffed, You?"
"Yatsuhashi, he's cool,"
"Yup, ready?"
"What, you think I'm not?"

They both began their match when Marcus' console shut off randomly, His phone buzzed, a text,
-yo, my console just shut down, you?- from Devon -Yup, same deal, gonna try and plug it in again,-
-same here-

His console sparked when he did so, and he felt an odd tugging at his entire body like the console had its own gravitation pull,

Oh no, what the hell's happening, He thought, before his vision went black and he awoke in a forest in the same moment,

He stood shakily, looking around slowly before he heard a groan, It was Devon, stuck in a tree, They made eye contact for a few seconds before Devon was pulled from the tree in a burst of light,

"Oh, what the heck universe, Y'ain't gonna throw me a bone, fine," Marcus grumbled, beginning his walk while simultaneously checking his pockets, thankfully, his phone and backup charger were in his pockets,

He went to maps and zoomed out, looking at the place,

Emerald Forest, Remnant

"Damnit," He swore, but continued walking


"Sir, we've got a civilian in the Emerald Forest,"
Ozpin nodded in acknowledgment, "Alright, thank you, Glynda, could you prep one of the pilots, I'll visit them myself,"
"Yes, sir," The Deputy Headmistress replied, exiting the Headmaster's office "Now who might you be," Ozpin mused, looking over the camera feed of the Forest. "Okay, At least I made it to Beacon Cliff, with the cameras, Ozpin will have already seen me, now I wait,"

Thankfully, he didn't need to wait long as a Bullhead with the Headmaster touched down, and he was pulled on board,

"Do you know how you may have gotten here?" Ozpin asked once they'd reached his office,

"I ask because there have been teleportation sightings around the continents of Remnant that are similar to yours,

"Well, as far as I can remember, this entire place is fictional, I was playing a video game at home when my console just turned off, so I went to unplug it and plug it back in, but when I did, I got zapped here,"

Ozpin nodded, then asked, "You said this entire place is fictional, as in like a television show or book,"

"Pretty much," Marcus retorted,

"Well, all of the teleportees are heading to Beacon as we speak, they should be here within a day. You're welcome to stay with them,"

"Headmaster, I don't have Aura, or a weapon, for that matter,"

"That's taken care of, one of the professors will help you create one," Ozpin replied, "As for Aura, I noticed you shimmered when you arrived, you may not have noticed it, you have a blue Aura,"

To demonstrate, Ozpin struck in the shoulder and, true to his word, a blue Aura appeared, blocking the hit.

"You're welcome to use single dorms for now, but you will most likely be matched with these new arrivals, go along now, settle in,"

Marcus nodded, moving towards the dorms at a steady pace

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I don't plan on doing part to a fic anymore, at least for this one, As for The Dimension-Jumpers, I am still continuing it, but Grammarly can only support docx files now, so I have copy/paste the story into a doc, sorry guys.

Anyhow, I hope you enjoy Rip and Tear, Blood and Roses.

Peace -