Alright, it's been a while since I did one of these chapters. And this time, we're going to do something very different now. We're going to skip ahead quite a bit, to the end of Volume 7, but also to the events of Crisis on Infinite Earths... so you can probably guess what happens next.

I know I haven't done as much with this lately, but I'll be honest, the spark for this story (and RWBY in general, to be frank) has just kinda left me. Hopefully doing this might rekindle that spark, since I just had a plot bunny that refused to let go. But let's dive right in, shall we?

Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY or the Arrowverse.

To say that things were going poorly for Team RWBY was a massive understatement. And frankly, saying that shit had hit the fan would also be generous compared to what their situation actually was.

They had been branded fugitives by the now paranoid and desperate General Ironwood and on the run, the Relic of Knowledge had been stolen from Oscar and Team JNR, and to make things even worse, Salem had arrived, riding a massive Grimm that was bigger than Atlas.

And just when they thought things could not possibly get worse, the skies turned red. Thousands of eyes, Grimm, Human and Faunus alike were drawn to the sky as the relatively clear skies turned an unnatural shade of red, while yellow lightning began flashing through the atmosphere.

"Oh great, now what?!" Yang yelled in frustration, the stress of the last few hours threatening to boil over.

"Something is very wrong." Blake said, her eyes widened in terror. An unnatural chill crawled up Blake's spine as a spike of pure terror washed through her mind. She didn't know why, but she was terrified out of her wits.

She wasn't the only one. Far above Mantle, Salem watched in confusion and alarm as her Grimm army suddenly became tense and anxious. The Creatures of destruction almost seemed terrified of whatever was happening in the atmosphere.

And for the first time in millennia, Salem felt it as well. In all her countless years of life, this was nothing like anything she had seen before. Her first instinct was to assume that this was a herald of the Gods return, but that thought was quickly dismissed.

Unbeknownst to her, Ozpin was having the exact same thoughts in Oscar's mind. And had he been near Salem right now, he would have agreed with her. Whatever this was, it was clear that it was far, far beyond the Brothers of Light and Darkness.

"So, does anyone else have any explanation as to what we're dealing with?" Nora asked the obvious question. No one answered her.

Meanwhile, General Ironwood had returned to his office, and was demanding answers from Atlas' technicians. So far, none of the answers he had gotten were encouraging news.

"General, we've never seen energy readings like this before!" One technician said. "Whatever's going on, the atmosphere is being choked with this stuff."

"What's causing it?" Ironwood asked, clenching his fist. "Is it Salem? The Relics?"

"I-I don't know."

...

Unknown to the people in Atlas and Mantle, this wasn't an isolated incident. Over Vale, Vacuo, Mistral and Menagerie, the skies turned red. Millions of eyes looked up in confusion at the unprecedented event.

Glynda paused in her work with her fellow Beacon Faculty members as the Grimm worryingly seemed either sick or frightened. Oobleck's spectacles reflected the red of the skies as he adjusted them.

"My word. What an unprecedented scientific event!"

Sun Wukong was just relaxing in Vacuo with his team as the skies turned red. "What the..."

Elsewhere in Mistral, the Belladonnas looked up to the sky in confusion as well. Both of them looked at each other and grasped the other's hand, silently hoping that their daughter would be alright.

Due to the disruption in the atmosphere, no one on Remnant's surface could actually make out the moon anymore. As such, no one saw as the broken celestial body was consumed by a massive white wall of energy.

The energy didn't slow as the moon was devoured and continued onward, now reaching for the world of Remnant itself.

...

As Team RWBY tried to make their way out of Mantle, the red skies turned white. Thousands of people started screaming, many attempting to run in a futile effort to escape. But there would be no escape. The anti-matter consumed everything in its path, annihilating them from existence.

The entire floating city of Atlas was devoured as Ironwood looked on helplessly, all his efforts and sacrifices being undone in an instant before he too was consumed. Salem's Grimm army and the witch herself were devoured as well, the latter only able to look on helplessly.

For a brief moment, it seemed that Team RWBY would suffer the same fate, as the antimatter wave came ever closer as they tried unsuccessfully to outrun it. But that was when a breach opened right in front of them.

A streak of lightning emerged, grabbing all of them and taking them through the breach before anyone could react. The rescue was timely, as the breach closed seconds before the anti-matter could consume it.

...

In one instant, Ruby, Blake, Weiss and Yang seemed like they were inevitably doomed, trying to escape an apocalypse that was inescapable. The next instant, they found themselves somewhere unfamiliar, though judging by the red skies, it seemed they weren't quite out of danger yet.

They seemed to be in some sort of refugee camp, surrounded by countless other people in similar states of confusion. More breaches were appearing all over the place, as new arrivals were suddenly displaced by either streaks of lightning or blurs of blue and red.

"Um, where are we?" Weiss asked, looking around at all the people.

"I don't know." Blake murmured, noticing that no one familiar was in the crowd. "But this certainly doesn't feel like Atlas."

"It isn't." A female voice caused the four teammates to turn to see a woman in a black spy suit standing in front of them. She looked exhausted and barely holding herself together. "You're on Earth-1, currently the only safe place in the multiverse right now." The woman sighed and looked towards the sky. "Though I guess, safety is relative right now."

"Can you back up?" Yang shook her head. "What happened? Why are we?"

"Right, I guess there's no easy way to say this." Alex Danvers shook her head and sighed again. "Countless other universes are falling as we speak. Your world was just annihilated by anti-matter. And I'm afraid... you four were the only survivors."

Silence gripped Team RWBY as the ramifications of what this woman said sunk in. Ruby didn't want to believe it, but what they had just seen, what had just happened...

"Oscar." Ruby fell to her knees as she looked up at Alex. "Jaune, Nora, Ren, Uncle Qrow..."

"Everyone at Atlas." Weiss whispered, horrified.

"Everyone in the entire world." Blake could only add in shock.

"They're... they're all gone?" Yang asked pitifully, desperately hoping this was some sick joke. Alex looked at them all in sympathy.

"I'm so sorry."

There was nothing else to say.

Well, that was kind of an abrupt ending, but accurate. And obviously, things get worse before they get better. As in, everyone on Earth-1 dies and only eight people survive the multiverse. Good news is it gets restarted, so that's a plus.

Again, sorry for the kinda abrupt chapter, but I just felt like adding this to this collection. After all, it would be kinda impossible for Remnant to ignore the Crisis, given the Anti-Monitor's desire to wipe out everyone.

With that said, I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter and reviews are always welcome.