Hello, Welcome to Molon Labe (Come and take them). This story will be like many of the stories involving America and Remnant only it's Sparta's way into Remnant. I had this for a while so and As I say down below too I need a co author to help this story move along. If you wish to help, PM me and I'll get back to you within 24 hours.

until then enjoy.

Spartans.

Humanity's finest ancient warriors. Trained from birth for one purpose: War. None matched their skill. There was no others devoted solely on combat and the glory of dying on the battlefield.

When the world experienced the horrors of World War III, The survivors came together on a small patch of land and began to reassemble what little form of Government they could. There were squabbles. There were fights. There were wars. But eventually the people came together and became one. Adopting the very tactics of the Ancient Greeks, The people became the modern day Spartans. The training began once again at the age of six. The Agoge became the way of life. The Return of the Spartan was born.

Soon came the creation of Dust, and what was known as the four kingdoms came to be. Vale, Atlas, Vacuo, and Mistral. Also brought into creation was the Faunus. Humans with extra animal features. This brought along problems. The Faunus were considered second-class citizens. Unable to find a decent job, always searching to find food and resources to survive. Atlas attempted to purge the Faunus with no avail, Mistral began forcing them into slavery, while Vacuo began to cruelly force the Faunus to hate their features, causing many to cut them off to killing themselves. Vale while treating them as equals, still had racial intention toward the Faunus, but never expressed themselves toward them.

In the midst of terror, the Faunus fled to the patch of land known to them only as the no man's land. There they met the Spartans. Scared of the inhabitants but even more terrified of the following Atlesians. The Faunus pleaded with the Spartans to take them in. The Spartan king Seferino Arc the Second allowed them to so as long as them began to follow the Spartan way of life. With no choice, the Faunus accepted.

The Four Kingdoms came to the land of Sparta. At first it was to greet them with open arms into the Kingdoms. Sparta refused, preferring her sweet solitude then to open up to the world.

Atlas, having lost patience in Sparta launched an all out attack. For the first time the Spartans went to war.

The loss was devastating for the Atlesians. Sparta had so many hills and mountains that the floating dreadnoughts could not enter the lands. Atlas was forced to send their troops and mechs on foot. 10,000 Spartans, both Human and Faunus met them at the battle of Argos. Of the 10,000, Only 267 were killed. The Atlesians…..Well not many stories could accurately count the remaining force, but all was clear about one thing. The number was less than 100.

Upon meeting the Spartans, the General Coral Ling Xiao demanded that Sparta "Deliver up their Arms" King Seferino replied with an ancient saying.

"Molon Labe"

After the battle, General Coral thought that she would be treated nicely and freed when Atlas destroyed the Spartans. Her eyes were still in shock when Seferino separated her head from her shoulders.

The War for Sparta as it was to be called showed the kingdoms that they could not defeat the Spartans by sheer numbers. The land made even the most advanced technology impossible to use. The mountains, sheer cliffs hills and even the rivers made the attempts futile. And to top it off, a natural occurrence called the Lacedaemonians Votex made the dreadnoughts go haywire and crash. So much death and destruction that Atlas gave up fighting the Spartans after 26 years of fighting. Sparta was no back to being the warrior nation she once was.

The queen of Darkness, Salem took interest of Sparta and sent her creatures of darkness: the Grimm to conquer them. They never made it past the river of Eurotas. Pleased by their full devotion to protect their land, Salem called off her creations and left the Spartans be. To her the Spartans would be useful to her if she timed her cards right, she knew that Sparta would eventually fall, but only if she was willing to lose the majority of her creations. A task she was not yet ready for.

Soon Dust was found to be under the land. The Schnee Dust Company or SDC traveled to parley with the King to allow them to mine for the dust. Much to the CEO's frustration, the Spartans replied with their spears. Once again the Spartans were left alone. The Great War was heard of on the lands, but was no more than a mere whisper. They were left alone until Huntsman academies were founded. Ozpin, the headmaster to the Beacon Academy came to Sparta to recruit. He was treated with the Spartan spears pointed in his face. No matter how much he pleaded, he was heard only by deaf ears.

Then Salem began her new campaign by doing the very thing the kingdoms feared.

She crippled the Fall Maiden, a woman of extraordinary power. By doing this, Ozpin once again went to Sparta. This time to hold nothing back. Sparta were considered the world's finest land warriors, and if they couldn't see eye to eye this time, the world would fall

It was at the time That the new King, Jaune Leonidas Arc was ruling. A wise and powerful King, Jaune was barely hitting his 18th year when two horses rode up, one carrying Professor Ozpin, the other a blonde woman with a riding crop as her weapon. The headmistress Glynda Goodwitch.

As the two made their way to speak their case, a black raven watched. The eyes a blood red color.

At the King's palace...

"You ask too much!" a Spartan politician screamed at Ozpin. "We cannot allow the Kingdom's outrage to lead us to war. If we choose to throw away our solitude within our land, we are exposed to threats across the seas, and our people will suffer! If the kingdom's want a war with the Queen of Darkness, they should seek it alone!"

The crowd agreed to the politician's words. Ozpin stepped forward to speak.

"You would see all of Humanity, all of individuality, under her heel wouldn't you, cowering like a patch of slaves against their master. Yes, we have spilt blood many years ago against you, But now this threat is concerning to all of us, We need allies, and I say that the might of Sparta will hold the kingdoms together."

Once again the crowd nodded their approval, the Politician mocked laughed at Ozpin's attempt. "You flattery is wasted! You know not what you ask of us."

Ozpin turned to the King sitting down with his helmet covering his eyes from view, indication he was thinking about the arguments. The headmaster began once again.

"All eyes look to Sparta and this is what they will see. From birth, a Spartan is trained for one purpose: to do battle."

The politician cut him off. "You are nothing except clutching at a topic you know nothing about"

Ozpin continued "They think themselves your equal, yet none can match your skill. It is every Spartans duty to embodied the very nature of war."

The Headmaster turned to the entire crowd. "Help us please, Send us a warrior to my academy! He will show us how to save our world. I beg you."

The politician rebuked Ozpin, he did not see that Jaune's eyes were opened, having made his decision "You would plunge the world into chaos"

WHAM!

The entire went silent. All eyes turned to the King as he stood up, Even Glynda was trembling at the sight. The king looked at the politician who bowed his head, then to Ozpin staring at him. He then looked to the surrounding occupants before giving his decision.

"Then from chaos…." He growled, his voice rumbling. He thrust his spear up into the sky. "...We will rise!"

The entire Spartan room then went berserk. "AHOO! AHOO! AHOO!" came the shouts. Glynda and Ozpin looked around and smiled tearfully. They had did it. Sparta would help. As they turned to the King he stared at them. His message was clear. 'Do not fail Huntsman, or this would be the last time Sparta would assist.'

The next morning

The two Headmasters waited for the Spartan to show up. All eyes would indeed look to Beacon because of the Spartan.

They were surprised when the very King Jaune showed up.

"I do not trust you with any of my men, Ozpin." he growled. "If I die by Salem's hand, All of Sparta goes to war. Pray you are that lucky."

And with that said he entered the airship.

Ozpin looked at Glynda before doing the same.

A very interesting year indeed.

Hello so this is my new story. As you can see, I've seen America enter the land of RWBY, I always had the wondering: what if instead of America, what if it's Sparta.

Both Historical and Fictional tale will come with this,

I also need a co author to help with proofreading and adding in more detail, if you wish to be it, let me know and I'll PM you asap