AN: It's here. The (hopefully) appreciated rewrite of Remant's Courier under a new name.

No spoilers, but I really do hope that you enjoy it.

Also, if you haven't played any Fallout games/haven't watched RWBY, I'll explain as my characters progress through the fic. Okay with that?

Forced Changes

Chapter I

New Game +

Deny.

Accept.

This was the life of the Courier for the last day, before he decided to stretch and check his weapons. Documents were nearly constantly being signed by him, ever since he had successfully repellled the NCR, the Legion and had managed to assassinate Mr House.

His weapon room had recently been added, by contractors hired from the people that Arcade had found, and of course told him were trustworthy.

The Fatman. His Gauss Rifle. His Power Fist.

He sighed at the memories that invaded him, before closing his eyes and taking out his Pipboy from his desk, clasping it on his wrist. Despite the fact that he was the leader of the Mojave, he had written down and told Yes Man who was essentially operating the entire Mojave under his command, to only obey these people if their names were on the document that was in his file system that could be revoked if only the Courier said so.

The go-happy robot agreed to that, before going back to his position in a safely hidden Vault.

But, adventure called for him, like a siren to a lost sailor.

And he felt rather lost at the moment. Boone was his official bodyguard, despite their irregular but explosive disagreements. Raul was being the hero that he deserved to be. Arcade was helping the locals by aiding theFollowers of Apocalypse. Cass had restarted her caravan business, but visited rather often. Veronica...

He stifled the regret that mounted in his chest.

And Lily was taking full doses of the constant supply medicine, that he was supplying Jacobstown with.

There was always Rex, but the Courier had decided to leave him and his mate with the King.

There was only ED-E, which was rather funny since the robot was actually his only companion that wasn't being a hero, doing their own things, or having disagreements with.

The robot chirped at him, and he put a hand on the machine, reassuringly.

"Don't worry, pal. I'm fine." Six said, with a fake smile on his face. "Just getting adventure sick."

"Beep, buup." ED-E retorted, with a few irregular beeps.

"Pff. If you say so." He dismissed before slapping his Pipboy onto his wrist, and tightening the strap.

He pressed a few buttons, and suddenly all of his weapons and ammo disappeared, going into the contraption. Double-checking, the Courier found that none of his weapons had disappeared or anything like that. Good.

"Beeeep? Beep!" The upgraded robot asked, whizzing around him rapidly.

"Yeah. You can come to, if you like." Six answered, with a wide grin.

"Six?" came a voice that the Courier immediately recognized.

"Boone?" He asked himself, before calling out, "Come in, Craig!"

"Oh, I just heard that you had adventure sickness. Since I'm your bodyguard..." Boone told the leader of the Mojave, with a smirk on his face as he entered the room decked out in power armor and an anti-material rifle.

"Yeah, yeah. Let me just tell Yes Man, that I'll be gone and that he's in charge of the Mojave in my absence." Six stated, before deadpanning, "You came in like that on purpose, didn't you?"

"Yes, I most certainly did."

After ordering Yes Man to look after the Mojave, and only to listen to Raul, Cass, the King and Arcade, they exited the Lucky 38.

As soon as they got into the outside world, a man in a nearly completely shredded labcoat ran towards them, looking rather disturbed, but happy at seing the group.

"Mister Courier!" The man cried out, nearly falling flat on his face. "I've got er..."

"Calm down," he commanded, calmly. "And, now tell me what you want."

"O-o-okay. Me and my team, we discovered a Vault in the far north that found something incredible. A working transporting device, being used onto another world, possibly dimensions! We threw in an apple, and got back a strange black beast with a mask that attacked us. We killed it, but now they're swarming the Vault. I'm the only one left."

The Courier stared at the scientist, looking for any signs of deceit. He found none.

"Alright, we'll clear out a path through these 'beasts' and then report back. And no, I don't need payment." Six said, after a moment's thought. "Go to the Gomorrah. They'll sort you out."

"Thank you, so much! You really are the kind leader that everyone says you are!"

He waved him off, suppressing any feelings of miscontent. He wasn't really that great, for all the pain, horror and destruction he had caused to get where he was.

"Beep, bapeep!" ED-E squeeked out, as she blasted another black monster with red eyes.

"Boone! To my right!" The Courier ordered as he narrowly managed to avoid the barreling charge of a boar-like black creature. He pressed a button on his Pipboy, and activated his Power Fist, sidestepping another charge from the same beast.

"Alright... Got him!" The sniper replied, as his anti-material rifle sounded out, killing a strange bipedal wolf with bone armor.

"ED-E! Behind you!" He shouted out, kicking one of the monsters in the knee, breaking it, before punching it's head in.

Boone reacted fast enough, to shoot a bullet into the flanking coyote, letting ED-E fire rounds into it's downed position.

The Courier was suddenly barrelled into, from behind, sending him flying into the wall.

His body was flung around, before he pressed a button on his Pipboy, blocking the massive scorpion before smashing his weapon into it's body sending it a few meters to the right.

It was enough of a period, to let the Courier get the cobwebs out of his head, and stab a Stimpak into his body. His body would have probably been broken, if he hadn't been a cyborg.

He managed to block an incoming attack, before pushing back with all of his might, smashing Oh Baby into the same side that he had struck before. It cracked, and the Courier grinned, before taking out his plasma caster, and holding down the trigger.

The bolts struck the creature in the side, cracking it even more, before a loud bang sounded out, and Boone fired his shot at the stinger that attempted to sting him, managing to break the entire tail in half.

That made the monster enraged, as it thrashed about, sending the Courier and rather funnily, his other masked comrades, flying into the air.

"You made it angry, Boone!" Six yelled, as he managed to get enough momentum to avoid an incoming attack from the scorpion. "KILL IT!"

"Calm down, Six!" Craig called out to his friend, despite whatever mishaps happened between them. "ED-E, can you charge up your laser blast? Don't worry, I have a plan."

"Beep! Bureep!"

"Six, if you can, run to the left! Make sure that there isn't that monster near you!" He ordered.

"Er... Alright, I'll try!" The Courier got out, before suddenly running to the left, letting ED-E unleash a green plasma blast onto the black mob.

It temporarily blinded the two men, before the leader of the Wastes activated his visor, letting him see.

"Oh shit, there's still that massive black scorpion!" He shouted, not having enough time to avoid the pincer that got him by his legs.

He screamed in pain, as it started breaking through, before he managed to get enough traction to press a button on his Pipboy, revealing the Fatman in his hands.

Six fired a rocket right in the extremely damaged scorpion, the explosion throwing him into a nearby wall. His body was screaming in pain, but Boone quickly ran towards him, grabbing two Doctor's Bag and using all of it's contents onto the Courier's legs.

"Six?" The sniper asked, concerned. "Try not to aggravate the legs too badly. You're lucky that you are a cyborg at this point, otherwise we would have been here for hours treating the breakage."

"Yeah," He gasped out. Despite the fact that his legs were on track to healing, they were extremely painful. "Thanks for the save, Craig."

"No problem. Just don't do it again." The former NCR recon commanded, before going to scout the area in the meantime. ED-E would protect him, whilst he scouted.

After Boone left, ED-E rather cautiously hovered over to the Courier, chirping in concern. "Beeepp? Beerip!"

"Don't worry, girl. I'll be fine, in a bit. Just got to let the magic work. I'll be back up in barely a minute, you'll see!" He reassured them, before wincing as the pain forced itself into hs mind.

No matter, how often he broke any part of his body, it was always pain that dominated his mind. Even Lily, who was one of the toughest Super Mutant that he had ever met, stopped moving for at least, a minute after a Doctor's Bag had been used on her.

He only took two minutes which was a record, and even then it was because he was as Boone said he was, a cyborg.

The Courier managed to stand up, after ED-E helped him up and felt right as rain, if getting shocks of pain every time he moved it ever so slightly out of order, counted.

The duo of robot and man walked into the tunnel that Boone had been into, finding the man just shellshocked at the sight in front of him. Six at least, felt incredibly similar to his friend.

It was literally a strange neon blue portal, with a surface of about ten meters by twenty meters. And that wasn't counting the fact, that there were literally hundreds of computers in this underground complex that was nearly as big as the Old Mormon Fort. It was, well incredible.

"ED-E? Could you please download any files that you can on these computers? Not all of them, but the ones that are the most notable." The Courier ordered, after getting his wits back due to well, a shock of pain from his legs.

"Beep!" The robot nodded, before whizzing towards the computers at high speeds.

"Six? Do you even realize what we have here? This could end with another war, in the Mojave except that we'd have the other parts of America that would get involved." Boone warned.

"I know. But what if we visit, a world that hasn't been influenced by radiation? A world that isn't the second incoming apocalypse on the horizon?" The Courier said, fascinated.

"Courier... Please."

That stopped his fascination. The Craig Boone that he knew, never pleaded with anyone.

He had to be pretty damned afraid of the consequences of even weaponizing, or even telling anyone about it.

The leader of the Mojave closed his eyes, before sighing and nodding. "Alright-"

"SIX!"

"BEEEPPP!"

And all went black.

The Courier stood, looking around analytically. He was in a desert, that was completely barren apart from a cactus and the green of a forest to the east. Except if it was a mirage, which he felt was a rather reasonable deduction.

It had been barely two minutes, but he already could detect signs of life.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard in the distance, and he shot his head towards the sound.

A group of teenagers were fighting against a massive, around about fifteen feet tall well armoured snake, with gunfire being a near symphony as they fired at the beast, helplessly.

They seemed to be reasonably human-like, so he ran towards them, the pain from his legs being a moot point at this time.

He pulled out his plasma caster, and fired at the beast, making it turn towards him.

It bared it's fangs at him, so the Courier pressed a button, getting his Fatman and firing at the beast's unprotected belly. It looked vaguely like one of those beasts that he had fought, but it was well, a massive snake.

It exploded at it's underneath, black... Smoke?

He turned on his visor's lenses, and did in fact see that fucking smoke was pouring out of it.

"What the actual fuck?" He voiced, his helmet distorting his voice in a strange way.

He didn't have any more time to contemplate, because of the fact that it had suddenly split into two, and was charging at him, at speeds that was comparable to a Deathclaw.

Except more predictable.

He got out his Oh Baby, and managed to jump out of the way, before smashing the hammer onto the back of the monster's armor.

The teenagers were gone, and he was alone against the snake. He didn't blame them, but he was going to get payback if he got injured enough to merit a Doctor's Bag.

The Courier stared into the beast's eyes, and circled around it patiently awaiting the first move.

It lunged at him, but Six managed to predict the move so that he could leap behind a dune, pulling out his marksman carbine.

He got out of his cover as he heard the roaring of sand being forcefully being moved apart, recalling memories of the tunnellers. Six felt pretty lucky about that fact, because the snake just attacked where he just was.

It lashed out with it's tail, hitting the Courier in the back, sending his rifle out of his hands and himself on his front. He jumped up, and grabbed his weapon before getting hit again by the tail, making him fly into the air, before landing on his feet (luckily).

He felt pain in all of his body parts, but he quickly stabbed a Med-X into his vein, before being forced to run to the left, to avoid another beating by tail.

The Courier reminded himself, that he was the one that had conquered the Mojave, killed Rawr, eliminated the Powder Gangers, the Great Khangs, among others. He would not get beaten by a fucking snake, goddammit!

Urged on by his thoughts, he glared at the monster through his visor before pulling out Oh Baby once more, and started running towards the beast.

Six, somehow managed to avoid all of the incoming attacks before letting out a grunt of exertion, as he swung his hammer overhead, hitting an unarmoured part. He continued to do so, until he was forced to back off as the monster managed to slither away and lunge at him.

He smirked, as he pressed a button on his Pipboy.

A minute had passed, before suddenly the massive snake dropped dead, and the Courier emerged from the disappearing carcass, sporting black markings on his clothing.

He narrowed his eyes, as he observed the terrain around him. There was nothing around here, apart from a glimpse of a forest to the east. He'd have to survive until he got to this forest/mirage, and then it was up to his luck.

His luck that had saved him from that snake, from his self-created dangers of the Divide, Lanius, among other extremely strong and powerful monsters, self-created monsters, and his own creations.

And he might as well, trust it once more.

When Boone and ED-E had entered the portal, they hadn't even thought of where the hell they'd end up.

So when the two landed in a forest, plagued with the same monsters as before, they were at the same time surprised and unsurprised by all that was happening around them.

It wasn't really that much stretch of his mind, to guess that they had landed wherever these creatures were coming. But they were unprepared for the fact that it wasn't a wasteland, with this rather confusing forest to navigate around.

"Beep?" The robot asked, as it turned towards him.

"No. I don't know where we are, or if we're even in the Wastes." Which is extremely doubful as Craig had never seen a forest in his entire life. He had read about them, when he was younger, but that was just books that his father had given him for his birthday.

"Beep, bapeep. Beep." ED-E stated, before she started hovering higher then normal in the air.

"Huh?" The former NCR special ops soldier said, dumbly before realizing what the robot was doing. "If you see anything ressembling civilization, do a single beep, alright?"

After a minute of waiting, the robot called out, "Beep!"

"Great. To where is it?" He asked.

The strange robot floated down, and turned towards the north-west, give or take.

"And any hostiles?" Boone added, as an afterthought.

"Beep bebaap!" ED-E cried out, before firing her lasers.

Narrowing his eyes, from behind his visor, Boone quickly grabbed his anti-material rifle and started firing at the black armored things, that were slowly, but surely approaching.

The widow was feeling pretty angry, at Six's forceful departure at the hands of one of the surviving creatures of their massacre. Of course, he and ED-E had quickly killed the monster, but his anger was at the forefront of his mind.

And so, he charged into the hoard, fearlessly, just as he had done in both the battle of Hoover Dam, and his assassination of his wife's slavers.

Ozpin observed the ensuing battle of an armored being, a strange robot, and humanity's killers with careful eyes. He didn't flinch at the brutality, and efficiency of the duo since it was chanelled against their mortal enemies: Grimm.

Goodwitch at this moment, chose to enter the room when the armored one tore a Beowolf in half, with the audio playing at full force.

"What's happening?!" She demanded, as her hand unconsciously went to her crop.

"Just watch," was his simple answer. "It's rather fascinating, if you analyze it correctly."

"That's... Brutal." The witch said, looking vaguely distasteful. "But, he is obviously angry about something."

"Why should this armored being, be a he? It might be a she." He replied, with a raised eyebrow. "Winter would disapprove."

"And Qrow would approve." She countered, before explaining her reasoning. "It's rather obvious, since his armor seems to give him no discomfort. To a woman, it would, to put it simply."

"A decent hypothesis. And he does seem rather protective of that robot, doesn't he?" Ozpin noted, absently. "It's like it was a gift of an old, but newly departed friend."

"Like Qrow to Miss Rose." Glynda pointed out, before going to straight to the point. "But, what do you think we should do?"

"Send either two teams or even three if you want, to help this duo. They are running out of time." Ozpin ordered, before turning to the video once more.

Goodwitch took that as a dismissal, and walked out of the room to consider who to send. It would be good for both RWBY, and JNPR to get field experience, and CFVY could survey them.

And she didn't really think that this duo would very much appreciate CRDL.

Decided on that course of action, since those four were the most experienced out of the teams that she could think of at the top of her mind.

It was approximately twelve o'clock, so they should normally be at lunch. But, that was assuming that they weren't doing something or other. Which she was, as she entered the cafeteria.

They all quieted, under her stare, and she walked calmly towards teams RWBY and JNPR who were the first ones that she had seen.

"Teams RWBY and JNPR. Could you get CFVY, and come to the landing zone?" Goodwitch stated, saying it like a question when in fact it was an order.

"Er... Yeah! We'll do it." Jaune Arc replied, after a moment's thought, speaking for the eight of them.

"And also, bring your combat gear." She added as an afterthought.

Boone was slowly but surely, growing tired from the near constant fighting of the last twenty four hours so when he managed to back off, he called out to ED-E, "We're retreating! Fire if they try to attack us!"

"Beep!" The robot replied, before following the sniper, seemingly randomly firing his lasers.

The Grimm snarled loudly at the seeming loss of their meal, and quickly ran after the duo.

A massive black bird tried to fire at them, but with a luckyshot from Boone destroyed that idea, before it resorted to trying to fly down trying to take the armored one out.

Craig suddenly ducked, narrowly avoiding a swoop from the massive bird, ED-E surprisingly doing the same.

That made the armored man get attacked from behind. He turned around and was forced to wrestle with the beast as it attempted to maul him.

Boone managed to kick it off with a grunt of effort, and rapidly grabbed his sword, smashing it against the neck before it could get up, decapitating it. He then quickly ran off, managing to get behind his companion.

He spotted a group of teenagers, about five hundred meters away so he decided to do a sudden right turn, to not involve any kids into this fight.

When the recon sniper noticed that he was in a prime spot, to perform his sniping and close combat that he had learned from Six, he stopped and took his second weapon, a gauss rifle from his back and started the coming hoard.

It was around about fifty strong, but all he needed was about five minutes to kill them all.

"ED-E! Flank them, whilst charging your blast attack, and I'll distract!" He barked out.

"Beep, babeep beep!" The robot said, before disappearing.

He narrowly avoided an incoming roll attack from a boar, and quickly fired at an incoming werewolf, with his right hand, grabbing his sword with his left hand. It wasn't precise like he was used to, but in this scenario, for this situation, he had to.

Boone noticed a green light becoming bigger and bigger, to the point that it was bigger then his power-armored fist. "Fire!"

The green beam of energy hit the hoard, cutting their numbers to twenty. It wasn't enough to make him reconsider fighting them, so he charged into the fray, his sword rapidly decapitating incoming wolf attacks.

He was caught off-guard, by a slash making him stagger for a second. The armored werewolf that had attacked him, quickly capitalized on his slip up, and punched him in the gut, following up with a kick that sent him a few meters back.

Growling in anger, the butcher of Bitter Springs grabbed his sword, and sidestepped the attempted attack, before swinging down, decapitating it once more.

He took out his rifle, and quickly fired precise shots in their unprotected parts, managing to kill most of them before ED-E killed the remaining ones with his blast.

"Beep, beep bubeep?" The robot asked.

"Yes, I do see them." He confirmed quietly, before calling out, "Get out of your hiding places."

AN: So, I do know that it's an abrupt end, with about three choices given.

But, I wanted to get this out so I ended there. I'm a bad person, I know.

And I hope the fight scenes were at least, decent, because I did put in quite a bit of effort into them. Luckily, next chapter is supposed to be fight-free.

I hope you enjoyed the rewrite/new fic.