So who else is going to see RWBY Volume 2 in theaters on July 27th? Cause I am! And cosplaying Ruby too!

Also, italics are thoughts/dreams. This represents the person from the 2nd person P.O.V. in the italics sequence, since there are WAY too many 'She's in this.

I also don't own RWBY or Transformers Prime.

Arcee's motor revved as she pursued Red Cloak through the deserted streets of Jasper. She had no problem breaking the speed limit, due to it being past midnight and no sane human would be up that late at night (though June had been known to work night shifts during heavy patient loads at the hospital). Red Cloak sprinted ahead of her, cloak and swirling standing out in the dark night.

'I've seen her go faster than this,' The thought popped Arcee's processor. 'She knows I'm following her, she wants me to follow her.'

The blue femme shifted into higher gear and closed the gap from a semi truck length away to two cars worth. Red Cloak seemed to shake her head, though it was hard to be sure with the wind rippling through the fabric. The two turned a corner and the buildings grew sparser and sparser until Arcee spotted the 'Now leaving Jasper' sign as they passed it. They carried on in their chase for several more minutes.

Just as she was beginning to think Red Cloak was leading her on a wild goose chase, the woman turned and vanished in between a large wall of rock. Arcee followed, ready to transform at a moments notice.

The gap in the rock wall opened to a large clearing almost three miles long, rock walls jutting up almost two. The ground was hard packed dirt, with small groups of rock near the walls. However, those were hard to see due to the waves of solid black figures that surrounded them. The creatures resembled wolves, bears, birds, and other animals, but were made of solid black, with white bone plating with glowing red and orange designs on them. The creatures loomed closer to the two, howling, growling, cawing and roaring as they prepared to attack.

Red Cloak stopped suddenly, forcing Arcee to brake so hard her brake pads squealed to avoid hitting her.

"Get ready Arcee." Her mirrors jolted at the sound of her name. No one outside the group knew her name, she didn't even have her holographic driver on. The voice rang with familiarity, but it felt like it was being altered. Like whoever spoke didn't want to be recognized.

With a jolt, Arcee transformed into bipedal mode. The creatures seemed to get more energized at this, their roars increased, and they glowed with power. Arcee looked to Red Cloak, who had her weapon out in full scythe form, ready to fight. The human was staring at her, gradient hair covering her face to the point that Arcee's advanced optics couldn't make out her face.

"How...?" Arcee trailed off.

"Don't worry about it," Red Cloak's tone was short. She didn't want to talk too much. "They're about to attack."

Arcee activated her blasters, eyeing the bird creatures above them. The beasts roared and charged them. Arcee open fired on them, acutely aware of Red Cloak covering her back.

The two females fought against the oncoming hoards of creatures, who bared down on them, confident that their sheer number could overwhelm the blue Cybertronian. Red Cloak sped around, darting between Arcee's legs before the femme even realized and slashing at the creatures that got too close. The two worked in tandem, waves of creatures falling to their weapons.

After the last one fell with a bang, Arcee spun in anticipation of another wave but saw none left. She deactivated her weapons and turned to Red Cloak.

"Alright explain yourself," Arcee demanded. Red Cloak frowned and shook her head. "Why!?"

"To protect," Red Cloak stated.

"Protect who!?" Arcee exclaimed, anger seeping into her voice. Her servos clenched into fists and her optics narrowed.

"Him."

"Who!?"

A sound chirped from Red Cloak's belt, catching her attention. She pulled out a small rectangular metal device. With a simple flick, the two metal halves separated, revealing a screen the size of a smart phone. A message appeared, saying something Arcee couldn't make out. Red Cloak typed a response before bowing to Arcee. The familiar act reminded her of what Red Cloak did last time they'd met.

"Wait-!" She exclaimed, reaching out to Red Cloak, but the human disappeared in a burst of rose petals. Arcee's optics narrowed and she growled in anger. The femme looked around, noting the still dissolving bodies of the creatures.

'No use sticking around here,' She thought, transforming and driving back out to Jasper. 'Can't believe she got away.'

Ruby slid to a stop in front of a middle class home. It was two stories, with tan siding and dark brown accents. A blue car with flames painted on it sat in one side of the two-car garage, door left open for the whole world to see.

"God, that kid's just waiting to be robbed," Ruby muttered. She walked past the garage to the gate that led to the side yard.

The backyard was covered in thick green grass, beautifully watered despite the desert heat. A shed sat in the corner opposite the gate, a stone patio jutting off the back of the house. The house clearly showed that the owners had money to spare, unlike her, who could barely get time off.

On the stone patio was a metal table with a glass tabletop, surrounded by four chairs of the same metal and cushions. A large stainless steel grill sat on the far side of the patio. Three of the four chairs were occupied, the first by a tall man with burnt orange hair and indigo eyes. The next was occupied by Coco's husband Fox. Coco herself sat in the third seat, waving to Ruby as she walked over. Ruby slid into the seat with a small wave to the others.

"Got lost on your way over?" Coco asked cheekily.

"Tch, I wish it was that simple," Ruby replied. "I had a tail. Led her out beyond the city limits. Ducked into a ravine only to find hordes of Grimm."

The goosebumps rose on the other three at the word. The comfortable atmosphere was shattered, none of them moved. For a second Ruby thought they'd all been petrified.

"I thought we destroyed them all after Salem was defeated and we reclaimed Beacon," Fox spoke up.

"If the Grimm are back..." Coco trailed off.

"Then we're screwed!" Cardin exclaimed. Ruby shushed him.

"Do you want to wake your kid!?" She gritted out, hearing shifting in the open window above them. After a few minutes of silence, they resumed their conversation.

"This is ridiculous!" Cardin replied. "Almost sixteen years of pure peace and now this!"

Ruby looked down and put her hand to her chin as she thought aloud, "First a 'new world order' terrorist group somehow gets a hold of synthetically combined Dust. Then, Grimm appear. We saw the events that lead to the War, we were all there. This seems to be the precursors to something similar."

"Different players..." Coco said, while Fox finished,

"Same game." Ruby nodded at the couple's remarks.

"Even worse," She continued. "This 'new world order' goes by the name of MECH. They seem absolutely despicable. Even captured kids to use as bait. They also have some impressive enemies."

If anyone heard the slightly prideful tone in Ruby's voice, they didn't comment. They were all lost in their own thoughts.

"I met with Coco earlier. We decided it'd be a good idea to get a head start on taking MECH out." With a flick she expanded her Scroll to show the map she'd assembled, showing each MECH facility. "We'll split up. Some bases will be partner attacks, while a few are solo. Are you in?"

The three nodded.

"We can't have what happened in Remnant happen here," Cardin said. "The nations aren't tied like they are back home. And they're not bound by the limits of the CCT. If something big happens, the entire planet could know in less than a day."

"Then let's do this," Coco said. "Take out MECH, destroy the Grimm once and for all, and do it before anyone is the wiser."

A loud, glee-filled laughter fills the air of a mess of a dining hall. Tables were piled into a large mountain as four people stand around it. A blond boy stands at the base, while a raven haired boy with a magenta streak in his hair stands on the other side, She herself stands much higher, while the tallest table is commandeered by the laughing ginger who chants,

"I'm queen of the castle! I'm queen of the castle!"

A stomp rings out as a girl with a red cloak and gradient hair slams her foot down, squeezing a milk carton in her fist, pointing at them in challenge.

"Justice will be swift! Justice will be painful! It will be DELICIOUS!" She yells, raising her fist into the air as a white haired girl, a ravenette, and a blonde cheer in agreement behind her.

"Off with their heads!" The ginger yells. They jump down and launch watermelons at the four girls.

The cloaked girl yells to the blonde, "Yang, turkey!"

The busty blonde charged forward, flipped and shoved her hands into two whole turkeys, wielding each one like a boxing glove. She slammed the two together, causing a small force wave before destroying each watermelon as it reached her.

The dark haired girl flips over the blonde and grabs two baguettes, working in tandem with the blonde to destroy more watermelons. Yang fires her turkey fists at Her.

She flips out of the way, while the blond next to Her takes the blow. She looks up and leaps back as the ravenette leaps down with her baguette swords. She swings her own and the three baguettes connect in a stalemate. She breaks the stalemate and swings at the other girl, who jumps leaving a shadow duplicate in her place and lands behind Her. She spins around and they swing at each other and dodge the others blows, until the ravenette uses her shadows again to leap into the air and fire one of the baguettes at Her. She slides back to avoid the projectile and leaps forward to jab at Her opponent, sending her flying. A flip of the wrist and She throws the remaining baguette like a spear.

Yang, now standing on a table, kicks the baguettes, destroying them, until she misses one and it knocks her down. The caped girl- the name Ruby pops into Her head- kickflips onto the tables and slides down the tables using a lunch tray as a board. She throws more baguettes, but Ruby leaps into the air and uses the tray to bat a baguette back at her. She dodges, only to block a blow from Ruby's tray, as the shorter girl pushes off Her, sending Her flying back. She hears Her friends rush forward to the Ruby and the others.

She sees the ginger using a melon and flag pole as a hammer to send the white haired girl- Weiss- flying. She crashes into a pillar and Ruby catches her, begging her not to leave her.

Yang leaps over the two and grabs her two turkeys again as the black haired boy, Ren, leaps over a table and grabs two leeks. The two charge at each other and meet at a stalemate for a few tense seconds before an intense round of hand-to-hand breaks out. The fight takes to the air and Yang sends Ren crashing into the floor with a shockwave.

Hammer girl, Nora She remembers, then jumps in, charging at her and using her hammer to send Yang through the roof- literally.

As pieces of the roof crash down, the ravenette, Blake, flips out of the way and grabs a long chain of sausage links, twirling them and sending Nora crashing into a Dr. Piper and a People Like Grapes soda machine. The cans spill out of the busted machines and Nora begins hurling them at Blake, where they explode into plumes of soda. As She rises into a kneeling position, She stabs a hand into the ground, magnetizing all the soda cans and making them levitate. With a simple gesture She sends them forward, bombarding Blake and knocking her off balance. Another gesture sends the cans weaving around Her to push Blake into and eventually though the rafters.

Ruby looks above her as her friend crashes down. She turns to them, assumes a runners pose, and speeds towards them. The slipstream that results catches every piece of debris, trailing behind her as she begins spinning passes Jaune and Ren first, then Her and Nora second. All four are caught in the spiraling hurricane and become pinned to the wall. The debris comes crashing into them, covering them in food and soda until they resemble a modern art piece more than students.

Slowly they slide off and a severe looking woman comes in, restoring everything to its' proper place. She, Jaune, Ren and Nora laugh with Ruby, Weiss and Blake, pausing for a moment when Yang comes crashing back down, creating a giant crater. After a moment of silence, they all start laughing harder than before as the blonde smiles and gives them a thumbs up. She feels like Her chest will burst in happiness and She wishes the feeling would never end.

The scene changes from vibrant and happy to cold and hopeless as She feels a blinding pain strike Her ankle. She cries out and falls to Her knees. As She tries to pull herself to Her feet, the pain flares and both ends of the arrow fall off, leaving the shaft of the arrow in her ankle.

"It's unfortunate that you were promised a power that was never truly yours," A dark haired woman in a red and gold dress coldly says, lifting Her chin to make eye contact and smiling. "But take comfort knowing that I will use it in ways you could never have imagined."

She pulls away and keeps eye contact, saying, "Do you believe in destiny?"

The cold woman frowns, tears in her eyes as they narrow. "Yes."

The woman stands up and holds her hands above her head, forming an obsidian bow and arrow. She levels the weapon at Her. She closes her eyes, accepting the fate. A twang splits the air as the arrow plants itself in the very center of her chest. The pain explodes and She gasps in pain, holding a hand to the wound, red light pouring from it. The red clad woman approaches her and places a hand on the Her head.

The hand flashes unbearably hot, her body seizes up, tearing sound and movement from her control. Her body is engulfed in an orange glow as she scatters as embers. She exists for another moment, before what's left of her consciousness is engulfed in a white light as a voice she recognizes as belonging to her red cloaked friend screams,

"PYRRHAAAAAA!"

She bolted up in bed, vibrant green eyes practically glowing in the moonlight that streamed in from her window. Red hair tumbled over her shoulders, not confined to a ponytail like it was during daytime hours. Her heart felt like it was beating a thousand times a second. Her eyes wandered over to the clock and groaned.

"Two in the morning," She whispered, not wanting to wake anyone else in the house. She slowly climbed out of bed. The thought of sleep didn't seem so appealing anymore.

She slowly padded over to the laptop that sat on her desk and flicked on the lamp next to it. It was a really nice one, with a metallic, burnt red top, and had been a gift from her parents for her birthday the year before.

The red-head opened the laptop, wincing at the more intense light. Her fingers subconsciously typed in her password. As the laptop loaded, she leaned back in the dark red swivel chair, running a hand though her vibrant red hair, wincing when her fingers found a stray knot. She'd been especially stressed out earlier, since she'd lost a very precious journal at school and couldn't find it anywhere.

"Maybe I should ask around," She muttered to herself. "Or put out an award or something for whoever finds it and gives it back."

Once her laptop finished loading, revealing the red spear-and-shield symbol that was her background. She pulled up a blank document and began typing, fingers working on auto-pilot as she recalled what she could about the dream. All the while her mind was reeling.

The first part was fun, she felt like she belonged with them. Like she knew them, despite never meeting them. She wanted to know them. They felt familiar, like she met them when she was awake.

Her hands found a spot on her left ankle and the center of her chest, covering the marks that had been there from the day she was born. They weren't the birthmarks other people had, which were circular and darker than their skin tones. Hers were like scars, pale and almost milky looking against her otherwise blemish-less skin. No one, not even the doctors or her parents could explain how she got them.

She looked back up at her computer, pulling up an image of the Greek legend Achilles. Vivid green eyes scanned every inch of the image, eyeing the flaws in the man's posture, the state of his weapons ("No weapons should be that shiny unless they were for pure show," she muttered), to the flaws in his armor (invincible or not no one should be so exposed in battle). She never figured out how she knew those types of things, despite searching for years.

The red head closed her eyes as she sighed, rubbing her temples. The dreams and scars often made her head hurt. Just as she was about to enter another search, she heard a sound, like someone slamming their hands down on a table, a few houses down.

She jumped up and rushed to the window. Slight fingers flung open the window and she swiftly pulled the screen out. The teen stuck her head out the window, struggling to find the source of the sound. She slowly crawled out of the window onto the roof that covered her front porch. Vibrant green eyes searched the surrounding houses until she caught sight of the one a few spots to her left. The string lights that had often decorated the backyard at Fourth of July and barbecue parties were lit up for some unknown reason.

She reached back into her room and grabbed the binoculars that sat on her nightstand. When she crawled back out, she pressed the binoculars to her face and focused in on the backyard. The moment she saw the four, from the ginger man to the cloaked girl, she froze. The binoculars dropped from her grip. They thudded onto the roof as she gasped out one word.

"Ruby?"