Hello again. It's Narsauce. I'm back, with another story. Unfortunately, it's not another chapter of Of Angels, Demons and Hunters. Rather, it's an XCom 2 and RWBY crossover that I hinted at a while back. As I said back then, it will mainly focus on my main four Soldiers from XCom 2 getting transported to Remnant by plot devices.

Disclaimers, XCom is owned by Firaxis and RWBY is owned by RT. Blah Blah Blah, see the end for another AN.

Also, before we start, Cover art pending, be back with it soon.

Update 12/14/2019: Added some more context and just improved some of the lackluster parts of this chapter.

XCom. Earth's covert task force to fight aliens and the unknown. For the longest time, they were the first line of defence against the alien invasion, the only line of defence against them, actually. For around six months, they held out against the alien threat before destroying the Temple ship. Then, after a month of relative peace, the aliens attacked again, and completely overwhelmed them. After that, for the next twenty or so years, once the aliens had taken over the world, XCom remained underground. Their best teams had all died or had been captured by the hands of the aliens.

Well, all except one, at least.

Alpha Squad, the best meld infused, psionically capable troops XCom had to offer during the days of the invasion. Alpha Squad was comprised of four members, their leader, ranger and scout, Colonel Gabriel "Fatal" Owen, their sharpshooter, Major Angela "Stonecold" Aurora, the demolitions and weapons expert, Captain Darren "Rocket" Yip, and Captain Anne-Marie "Professor" Rayne, the combat medic and support officer.

Together, they waged a four-person war against the aliens for twenty years. They fought alone until XCom reformed, which they joined and continued to fight for. They fought the Chosen, the Elders, Advent, etc. It didn't matter, regardless of who they were, so long as they either weren't pointing a gun at Advent or they weren't with an Advent gun to their head. Eventually, they won, they destroyed the Elders and killed the Chosen. Humanity rebuilt, with the alien tech that the defeated Xenos left behind. Now, Alpha Squad worked with XCom to find one of their lost scientist, Dr. Vahlen.

The Avenger, Command room…

"Bradford. You called?"

"Yes, I did." Bradford said, "You four are our best, brightest, and most capable psionics and fighters XCom has to offer. I am tasking you four with a mission to track down one of our most valuable assets, Dr. Vahlen."

"Well," Gabriel said, "Color me impressed. You finally managed to track her down?"

Bradford shook his head and replied, "Not sure if it's her specifically, but signals are an old

XCom encryption pattern. Or something like that, at least. So, it might be her."

"And you want us to go in there and find the source of the signal and do what exactly?" Angela asked.

"Extract it if you can." The Commander, a woman with choppy brown hair and a scar on the left side of her face, said, "And bring whatever it is back to base."

"Sooo… Simple, right?" Darren said, "Oh shit, I just jinxed it."

"Let's hope you didn't," Anne said, shaking her head at her husband.

"Well, regardless of whether or not you did jinx the mission, you gotta go and retrieve whatever is producing those signals," Bradford said.

"And please remember to stay safe, you guys," The Commander said, hugging Alpha.

"Well then," Gabriel said as he pulled himself out of the hug, "Let's get a moving, I suppose. I'll drive."

Approximately twenty minutes later in the skyranger…

As Gabriel flew the skyranger towards the signal's location, he looked back to see Angela, Darren and Anne sitting behind him. He smiled at his wife, Angela, who smiled back. They had been married for seven or so years. Since both of them were part of XCom and the military, as well as constantly on the move and in danger, neither of them would wish to bring a child into the world, especially the one they lived in at the time. They wanted to wait for the right time, for the war to be over so that their young baby could grow up not worrying about whether or not Mom and Dad would be alive at the end of the night or if they would come home the same after a mission. And right now, Angela was pregnant, barely two months along. Ever since the group of four first joined XCom when they were all seventeen, Angela and Gabriel developed some bond with each other similar to how Darren and Anne-Marie developed a bond together. Even after the aliens took over, Gabriel, Angela, Darren and Anne stayed together and such, continuing to fight the aliens in guerrilla warfare. And finally, after twenty years of fighting, blood, death, they won. And they could hopefully return to a life that could be considered normal.

"Well, we're coming up on the signals locations. One final gear check before we head in," Gabriel called.

"Copy," Angela said over comms

.

"Roger that," Anne confirmed.

"Gotcha buddy," Darren replied.

The skyranger pushed onward, one hundred and fifty kilometres and a ten minute flight away from the signal. At around fifty kilometres out, Gabriel started to notice a relatively sizable storm gathering on ahead, around five kilometres. He didn't think too much of it, skyrangers were made to take some serious hits and a few bolts of lightning wouldn't really hurt it all that much.

That is until he started to get a headache.

"Hey Anne?" he called out to the back, "You picking up anything weird back there?"

"Yeah, a bit," Anne called back, "This thing just sorta manifested out of nowhere. Asimov is picking up some weird gravitational fluctuations, as well as some magnetic ones."

"I can feel something…" Angela muttered, "Weird… this storm isn't natural…"

Gabriel nodded to himself, "I know what you mean. This thing's giving me a headache and it isn't even near us."

"Feel's like a psion is going all out here," Darren commented, "It almost feels…"

"Hold on one second," Anne interjected, cutting her husband off, "Asimov is picking up spatial-temporal anomalies forming."

"Where?" Gabriel said, as the skyranger drew closer to the storm's edge, "In this pla…"

"THERE'S ONE ON TOP OF US!" Anne screeched. All the sensors in the skyranger suddenly went haywire, flashing all forms of colours. The alarm blared, transmitting all data back to the Avenger. And the skyranger and all its passengers vanished.

Never to be seen again.

Unknown Location, Unknown Time…

The first thing Gabriel saw when he woke up was Angela in his face. Not that it was a bad thing, and also not unknown for her, just uncommon on duty. She was very professional. Some might even say, 'Stone cold'...

It was then he realized that she was unconscious. Which was not right. It was also then that he noticed that the skyranger crashed into a lush forest full of green trees.

"Angela. It's time to get up." Gabriel said tapping her head a bit. Angela's eyes slowly opened as she registered the situation.

"Did you get the license of the truck that hit us?" Angela asked rhetorically.

"Nope. I did get a face full of you, though," Gabriel replied cheerily. Angela rolled her eyes as she kissed him and got up.

Slowly, Darren and Anne came to and Darren asked, "What the hell happened?"

"Dunno," Gabriel said, shrugging, "But it happened. And now we're here. Wherever here is."

Anne chuckled as she brought out her GREMLIN drone, Asimov, which was still working for some godforsaken reason. She looked at the drone and said "Can you scan the area, buddy? Try to connect into any local networks you can find."

The drone 'nodded', if the drone could nod, and flew out of the wrecked skyranger. Almost immediately the drone flew back into the wreck and began chittering off to Anne. Anne's eyes widened as she got out her Chosen Assault rifle, more commonly known as Disruptor Rifle, and loaded it.

Gabriel looked surprised and asked, "What's wrong Anne?"

"We aren't alone," Anne said, getting outside. The rest of the group shrugged and prepped their weapons. Gabriel brought out his Chosen Shotgun, Arashi, loaded it and checked Katana, the weapon of the Chosen Assassin. Angela brought out her Darklance and her Darkclaw, preparing both of them. Darren brought out his prototype Chosen cannon, which he called Ragnarok, recovered from the fight with the Elders in their stronghold along with his advanced grenade launcher, loading in the plasma grenades he kept handy.

"Alrighty," Gabriel said, "According to Anne over there, we aren't alone. The first living thing you see that makes any hostile actions, take the bloody shots, aim to kill."

"Got it," Darren said, revving his gun's barrels.

"Copy." Angela said as she took up a vantage point, "Which way are they coming from?"

"Southeast." Anne replied, readying her gun.

"Roger, compensating," Angela shifted her sights to a thicket nearby.

A few seconds later, a creature with all black fur, red eyes and white bone armour bust right through the tree line. When the group saw it, Gabriel said "That thing… it looks wrong, it feels wrong. What is it?"

"Dunno, but it sure as hell is ugly," Darren replied.

The beast turned to them and growled. It then howled and charged. Angela fired one shot, killing the beast before it even got close to them.

"Target down," she said.

"You always deliver, don't you darling?" Gabriel chuckled.

"Thanks," Angela said, "But we ain't done yet. At least twenty more contacts coming out of the forest."

"Shit…" Darren said, "Well then. Let's fuck 'em up!"

Ozpin was having a fine night. That is until he looked on the cameras in the Emerald Forest as he usually did. On one of the cameras, he saw what looked like a downed flying vehicle, which looked like a bullhead, with four people and a weird drone in it. Suddenly, the group got into what looked like a battle formation. One of the women, holding the long barreled gun, got up on the downed vessel while the drone controller got out front. A man with a shotgun and a sword on his back leapt out with them, followed closely behind a man wielding what looked like a large minigun.

Suddenly, a single Beowulf came out of the forest near them and began sniffing the air. Almost as soon as it did, the Beowulf charged at the group. The woman, with what looked like a sniper rifle took a single shot, sending a red/black bolt right through the Beowulf's head, killing it instantly.

'Interesting,' Ozpin thought, 'Strange weapons they wield.'

Then the horde arrived. En masse swarmed what had to be at least one-hundred Beowolves, from all direction. The team of four worked with so much cohesion, you would have thought them to have been doing this for their whole life. The two women with rifles laid down fire on the advancing Grimm, dropping them. Any that got to close were shredded by the man with the shotgun and the man with the minigun. No Beowolf got within ten meters of the group, each being torn to pieces before they could get in the radius. But that was only the beginning, as more Grimm, along with larger varieties of Grimm began to break cover from the thicket and surrounding forest.

'It's only a matter of time before they get overrun.' Ozpin thought. Quickly, he pressed the call button to Glynda Goodwitch, second in command at Beacon Academy.

"Glynda," Ozpin said, "I may have a mission for you."

Team RWBY's Dorm Room…

Ruby was having a fun night. Right now, at least. This week was their break week and since none of the team was going home, Ruby made it a priority to have as much fun as possible during the short time classes were out. So… Ruby and Co. were sitting around playing Remnant's version of Monopoly, the game that they had been playing for the past three hours. They had asked Team JNPR if they wanted to join, but unfortunately, they made it a point to practice right now.

"Alright, Chance card." Ruby said as she placed her piece on the Chance square, "Let's see… oh! That's nice."

"Ruby?" Weiss asked, "What's the card?"

"Read'em and weep, Weiss!" Ruby said, holding up a Lawsuit chance card, which let her take one of another players properties. Ruby carefully plucked one of Weiss' properties out of her hands before placing it in her own. Yang and Blake chuckled while Weiss looked dumbfounded.

"That's unfair!" Weiss said, angered, "I'm gonna get you back for that!"

"You can try," Ruby replied, sticking her tongue out at her partner, "But you will fail."

Just as Weiss was about to retort with an angry comment, they heard a knock at the door. Yang got up and said, "Who is knocking on our door at eleven thirty at night?"

As she opened the door, Yang was met with one Glynda Goodwitch, staring right back at her.

Just as Yang was about to ask Glynda what was wrong, she said, "Get dressed."

"Pardon?" Weiss asked, looking up from the board game.

"Get dressed. Ozpin gave me a mission and told me to take a first-year team with me. We are to investigate an anomaly in the Emerald Forest, around two kilometres out due west."

"Ok…" Yang said, "And I'm assuming you chose us for a reason?"

"Yes," Glynda rolled her eyes, "Now get dressed, the Bullhead leaves in ten minutes."

Back with Alpha...

"Is there a fuckin' end to these things?!" Darren shouted as he gunned down another few Ursa with his minigun.

"Obviously fucking not!" Angela shouted, shooting a Nevermore out of the sky.

"Just like the Chrysalids all over again!" Gabriel yelled as he used Katana, his sword, to cut right through a Deathstalkers armour while blasting another to bits with his shotgun, "Only no zombies!"

For the past twenty or so minutes, Alpha Squad had blown through every single one of the beasts that came their way. It was a slaughter, as every single beast fell in heaps before the four-person team. Finally, the beasts seemed to slow their assault, granting a much-needed reprieve in the fighting.

"Are they done?" Anne-Marie asked, lifting her rifle up onto her shoulder.

Gabriel shrugged and said, "Might be. Not like these things have any strategy with their attacks. They're just rushing in like crazy. Must've killed at least one hundred of the fuckers."

"Right…" Anne said, "Hold up, we got contacts. Due west. Flying vehicle."

"Vehicle?" Darren asked.

"Yup, sorta like our skyranger." Anne replied, "At least six biological signatures on the inside."

Angela nodded and said, "I have visual. Should I take the shot? I could blow 'em out of the sky, right here, right now."

"No," Gabriel said, "Let them speak. We don't want to make enemies among the locals."

"Copy that." Angela replied, holstering her Darklance, "I'm not fully convinced about them being friendly."

"That's fine, Major. But we don't shoot first." Gabriel said, "On humans, at least."

Then, the VTOL (Vertical takeoff or landing) aircraft landed on the ground, opening its bay doors up to reveal a middle-aged blond woman wearing a purple blouse and skirt. She was holding a riding crop in her right hand and had glasses on her face. But by far what surprised the four agents of XCom the most were the four children along with the woman.

"What's the stripper doing here with four kids?" Anne asked sarcastically.

"Anne…"

Anne put her hands up defensively and said, "Hey, just saying. The old blonde woman looks like the bimbos on…"

"Anne!" Gabriel shouted, "Put a sock in it!"

Anne quickly shut up, seeing as she didn't want to find herself on the receiving end of Gabriel's wrath. Last time she did, she spent a week scrubbing the crew quarters with a toothbrush, which was only cut short when The Commander told Gabriel that she did not have to complete the task. When Gabriel tried to argue, the Commander used her homemade cookies as leverage on Gabriel, causing him to drop the case. Having Anne lip off to him was one thing, but missing out on those cookies was a completely different matter.

"Alrighty," Gabriel said, "Let's make a good impression now."

He then turned to the five assembled people and gestured for them stop, before saying, "State your name and purpose being here."

The woman in purple was the first to respond, "My name is Glynda Goodwitch. I'm a professor at Beacon Academy and I was sent here to bring you all to safety."

The whole of Alpha Squad looked at each other, seeming to have a silent conversation, before bursting out laughing. Glynda then asked, "What's so funny?"

"I'm sorry. Didn't you just say that you were a FUCKING TEACHER?!" Darren said as he continued to laugh hysterically.

Glynda was less than amused at the comment and said, "Yes, but I am also a fully trained and licenced Huntress."

"A what?" Angela, the most… stoic of the group asked.

"A Huntress," Glynda replied.

Angela rolled her eyes and said, "That does not explain it in the slightest. What do you do, how do you do it, why do you do what you do. That sort of stuff is what I would like to know, not the title of your job."

Glynda growled and muttered under her breath something about strange people, before saying,

"As a Huntress, it is my job to protect the people of Remnant from the creatures of Grimm."

Anne then asked, "So, the things we just fought. Those are Grimm, as you call them?"

"Yes. And you surprisingly handled yourselves quite well, despite obvious lack of training… " Glynda said, only to be cut off by Gabriel, who had a golden glow to his eyes. Which was a side effect of his psychic powers, similar to how Darren's glow black, Angela's blue, Anne's red and the Commander's silver. They were special like that.

"Ma'am, I dunno who the hell you think you are talking to, but people lacking training is something we are not. Period," Gabriel said, looking pissed off.

Glynda again gave off an annoyed look, making Gabriel think that it was her default mood and facial expression, before saying, "I was going to say that you have a lack of training as hunters. Not lack of training in general."

"Ah." Gabriel replied, "So… what's with the kids on the VTOL?"

"Hey!" shouted one of the voices from the ship, "We aren't kids!"

"Quiet Ruby!" another said.

"Fine…" the girl, Ruby replied.

Glynda sighed and said, "They are students. Some of the best first years that have ever enrolled in the Academy."

"And their age?" Darren asked.

Glynda responded, "Three of them are seventeen years old and one of them is fifteen."

"What are they there for?" He asked again.

Glynda once again replied, "They are training to be huntresses."

"FIFTEEN?!" Gabriel shouted, "You have got to be kidding me, right? You guys are training fucking FIFTEEN-year-old kids to fight those… THINGS?"

Angela grabbed Gabriel's shoulder and pulled him back, causing him to stop his rant. She then said, "Gabe. We were seventeen when we enlisted in XCom, and that was a lot more dangerous than this is. Besides, these kids are just in school, it can't be made to be to dangerous."

"Fine. I guess you're right." Gabriel relented, "So, you said were sent here to get us outta here."

"Yes, I was," Glynda replied.

Anne shrugged and said, "Then let's get going."

Riding a bullhead, Alpha Squad noted, was a lot like riding in a Skyranger. That was the only way to describe it, being that the flight was relatively smooth and about as cramped as sardines in a pressure sealed can. Of course, during the flight, there were lots of questions asked by the children. Being that they were seventeen and fifteen, they did have some… interesting questions for the four XCom members.

"Did you make those weapons?" Ruby asked.

All of them shook their heads, before Anne said, "We didn't make them. We killed the people that had them before us and took them."

Weiss looked shocked, "Wait, you killed people? That's murder!"

Angela chuckled and said, "It is only murder when you aren't in a war, kid. When you're in a war, morality is blurred, the line between right and wrong is… next to nonexistent."

"But you killed people! Isn't that morally wrong?" Ruby retorted.

"They weren't exactly human… putting it simply. They were… something else," Gabriel replied. Upon saying this, he noticed that Blake's bow twitched, something that bows weren't supposed to do. So, being the inquisitive gentleman he was, Gabriel asked, "Kid, your bow just moved. Care to explain?"

"Uh… I… don't know what you're talking about…" Blake replied.

Anne quickly caught on to her commanding officer, activating the heat vision enhancement on the visor of her helmet. What she saw surprised her, putting it simply. On top of her head, there rested two triangular heat signatures. Anne then asked, "Why the hell do you have cat ears?"

The four young girls' eyes shot open in surprise. Firstly, these new people had held off an army of Grimm with ease, secondly, they supposedly fought in a war when no wars had happened on Remnant for around sixty years, and thirdly, they found out Blake's identity as a Faunus in less than a second of her bow twitching being mentioned. Yang stammered, "What… what… how?"

"Heat vision module. Comes in handy," Anne replied, "Now, would you mind telling us why exactly you have cat ears?"

"Umm... because I'm a Faunus," Blake said, removing her bow and revealing the two little cat ears that perched atop her head.

"Y'know, I would say something about the ears being cute and all," Darren commented, "But I'm thirty-eight, and I'm married, and that would just be plain weird."

"Thank you," Blake replied, nodding her head in thanks, only to notice the look the other three members of the Squad were giving her. They weren't ones of disgust or anything, but rather ones of intrigue. She was taken back before saying, "Can you guys… umm… stop staring?"

"Oh," Angela said, "Sorry about that. We've just… well… never seen a human with animal features before."

"Really?" Weiss asked, "It's not that uncommon."

"Not the case where we're from, obviously," Gabriel replied, "So… define Faunus. Are they like a different species from humans or…?"

Glynda was the one who responded for this question, "Well, we actually don't know about that. We believe that Humans and Faunus are different species, although we can never confirm it."

"So what you're saying is," Anne said, "Being overly Japanese is in right now… fuckin' sweet."

"And by overly Japanese you mean?" Weiss asked confusedly.

"Oh that," Darren said sheepishly, "Basically what Anne means by that is there is this country back home called Japan, right? And Japan has some… weird fetishes to say the least…"

"I was a weeb," he muttered under his breath, "I should know…"

Yang gave a confused look, "Weird as in?"

"Well…" Angela said, "You know what? Let's just leave it at the fact that if you, Blake, were to

go to Japan and parade around with your ears out for everyone to see, you would most likely be

treated as the second coming."

"Which means?" Blake asked again.

"Basically a religious deity," Gabriel replied.

"WHAT?!" everyone expect Glynda yelled.

"Japan is weird," Gabriel said, "The less you think about it, the better off you are."

Suddenly, the Bullhead came to an abrupt stop as it landed. The bay doors opened, and Team RWBY rushes off of it almost instantly, leaving Alpha behind in the… rose petals?

Darren, being confused, asked, "Umm… excuse me, what the fuck?"

"That would be Ms. Rose's Semblance." Another voice replied, this time coming from a middle-aged man with silver hair, a cane and a black suit, "Now, that aside, my name is Ozpin, and I would like to talk to you four in private."

Ozpin's office, a few minutes later

"So, would you mind explaining how you did this?"

Alpha had been gathered in Ozpin's office, sitting opposite to the elderly man who's name is Ozpin. When Anne heard the names, she burst out laughing, and could still not stop laughing at all.

Gabriel, who was getting quite annoyed at Anne's continuous laughing, asked, "Anne, why the hell are you still fucking laughing? It's been ten minutes!"

"Don't you get it?" Anne said through wheezes of laughter, "The Wizard of Oz? Glynda the Goodwitch? Somewhere over the rainbow?"

"I do apologize, but our names aside," Ozpin interrupted, "Could you kindly answer the question. How did you manage to get here? And on top of that, how did you manage to defeat nearly two-hundred Grimm without breaking a sweat."

"Question one, we have no idea," Angela said, "One second we were calmly flying in our skyranger to find an old friend where we got caught in an anomaly, the next we were flopping on the ground in our ruined skyranger. Not much to it, all things considered."

"On another note," Anne said, "If I got the readings from the anomalies correct, they're the same ones we read when the Commander appeared a decade ago."

"Appeared, you say?" Ozpin replied, "How so?"

"Appeared as in she wasn't there one moment, there the next," Gabriel said, "Why do yha wanna know?"

"Hair colour?" Ozpin asked.

"Umm, brown I think," Anne replied, "Though I always did notice that she liked to have red highlights in all the time."

"Was she wearing anything when you first found her?" Ozpin asked again.

Gabriel looked slightly confused, "Yes of course. A tattered cloak and some… umm… I think they were jeans and a t-shirt? Maybe? To be honest, she looked like she got a two-way trip right

through a blender and back with the amount of scarring on her body."

"Really?" Ozpin said, "Interesting…"

"Alrighty, let's try to focus on the task at hand," Gabriel said, quickly changing the subject, as he knew the Commander desired her privacy about some things, "On to the second question, we've faced worse odds before. Arguably, those numbers were rookie numbers for us."

"That's… frightening, to say the least," Glynda said, "For some very seasoned huntsmen teams, even that could be a challenge. Would you mind telling us where you were trained."

"XCom," Darren replied nonchalantly.

Having no clue what in Oum's name they were talking about, Ozpin asked, "And that is?"

"Earth's Xeno combat unit," Gabriel replied. Because they weren't on Earth anymore, nor was

XCom really a secret back on Earth, Gabriel felt it OK to reveal these secrets, "On top of that,

we're also psions."

When Ozpin and Glynda gave him confused looks, Angela replied, "He means that we are capable of manifesting and controlling energy and matter with our minds. We can manifest constructs out of energy, use telepathy, heal, and teleport. Also, we can augment our strength and speed to superhuman levels."

"That's… a long list," Glynda said, "Can you all do those things?"

"Yup," Darren replied, "Though some of us can do those specific things a bit better than others. Gabriel can do the constructs better than just about anyone we know, I can teleport with more efficiency, Angela is the best telepath we know of, and Anne just has to be the best healer ever."

"Really? Is that so?"

Gabriel nodded, "Yes, it is. All the shit we just told you is true. Even the fact that we're from a different world and super soldiers."

"Well in that case," Ozpin said, "How would you like a job?"

The next morning, Cafeteria

To say the Cafeteria looked like a war scene would be putting it lightly. Bodies were strewn everywhere, not dead, just unconscious. The walls were painted like a Jackson Pollock painting, which is to say, there was random colour splattered everywhere. Tables were strewn around the cafeteria in the worst of ways, leaving little in the way of organization. It was at this moment that Alpha Squad had sauntered into the cafeteria, just narrowly avoiding the splash of soda that had covered Neptune just moments before.

"What the hell have we gotten ourselves into…" Gabriel muttered.

"If only we knew…" Angela replied, "If only…"

Alrighty, a few things to clear up before we go on. Firstly, the four members of Alpha Squad or Alpha Team, whichever, are exceptionally psionically gifted. This means that they can do things that characters like the Templars from XCom 2 WOTC could do with little effort.

Secondly, I noticed in WOTC that there was no Chosen Cannon weapon for the heavy explosive guy class. So Ragnarok is a compromise, with it shredding armour of its target in each attack as well as dealing damage to the person's health.

As for power levels of these four, think of them as able to challenge Maidens, but in the end, the fight will come down to how skilled each combatant is with their powers.

And that is that, see ya'll in the next upload, which may or may not be an update of oADH. Other than that, this is Narsauce, signing off for now.