A/N Hello everyone! Welcome to another story of mine.

This story will be updated somewhat weekly, if I don't procrastinate. Feel free to point out any mistakes/typos I may have made while writing.

Please be patient for the next updates because I've got a lot of studying to do this week. Some of you may know about my history with schedules but I'll try my best.

This story inspired by the Emergence Series by Chris7221.

~Description~

Breach takes a turn for the worst, putting Ruby in an accident. She awakens in a new world, familiar yet strange. This place is called Earth. What happens when she meets two people claiming to have created her?

Enjoy~

EDIT: 2/23/16

Minor changes

~Prologue~

Yang grit her teeth in frustration. The Beowulf let out a might roar, striking fear into the hearts of the citizens of Vale.

The Beowulf charged, its claws reaching out towards her in an alarmingly fast rate.

"Wait of it..." she muttered, eyes narrowed in sharp lilac discs. Yang leapt to the side, preparing Ember Celica in midair and landing in a crouch. Her gauntlets flew towards the creature of Grimm and launched the flaming projectile, each finding a hole inside of the Grimm's flesh.

The Beowulf let out one pitiful roar before collapsing, dissipating into the dark mist that Yang had grown accustomed to.

A flash of white and blue flew in her direction, flying by beside her in quick succession. Yang turned to meet Weiss' blade, Myrtenaster. The white and blue became shapes, forming the jagged shape of ice. The trail of ice held the soulless creatures trapped in a cage of solid water.

"We can't hold off this hoard any longer," Weiss stated, her lips pursed into a thin line, mimicking the scar that ran down her pale blue left eye.

Yang reluctantly nodded, her eyes roaming the streets for any sign of the Grimm that terrorized the civilians. She spotted her partner atop of the black head of a King Taijitsu.

Blake's ribbon was wrapped around the snake-like Grimm, forcing it backwards. Yang could see the gnashes the ribbon was making on the creature's neck. The white head of the King Taijitsu snapped at Blake, the latter dodging the attack as the fangs disappeared inside of the head of the black head.

Letting out a faint breath of relief for the cat faunus, Yang searched the city for her sister. It wasn't particularly hard to spot a massive sniper-scythe being held by a tiny 15 year old. The red tips of Ruby's black hair clung to her face like seaweed as she brought her scythe down on two Grimm at once.

The familiar sound of a glyph forming rang beside her as Weiss used her semblance to take down an Ursa that got a bit too close while Yang was on the search for the remaining members of team RWBY. The sharp point of Myrtenaster delved deep into the Ursa's hind, leaving the beast vulnerable.

Ruby appeared beside the heiress in a blur of red roses. Clutching Crescent Rose firmly, she sped at the Ursa, catching it in the inside of her blade. Using the sniper's recoil to good use, she promptly cut the Grimm in half.

Blake came into focus as Ruby's roses began to settle. The team formed into their stances, each member back to back with each other.

The cat faunus readied Gambol Shroud as a Deathstalker approached their position. "The breach is too big for us to contain."

Yang took a quick glance at her scroll, reading everybody's aura levels. Currently Blake's aura was the highest with Weiss and Yang tied for second. The most worrying thing was that Ruby's was the lowest, her yellow bar was slowing turning into a bright orange. Yang frowned.

"Ruby, stay back." Yang ordered, her big-sister instincts coming out in the heat of battle.

"But why?" she whines, reloading her weapon in a flourish. "I can still fight."

"Your aura levels are the lowest out of all of us. It's only common sense to stay back." Weiss said in the same condescending matter she'd used when they first met. Ruby opened her mouth to protest but thought better of it. She sheepishly moved back and let the other three members of her team fill the gap that she'd made.

"Okay, I'll stay back. You guys better be okay," she said, and in a blur of red she planted her scythe on the ground, training her sniper sights on the many Grimm that the four were facing.

Ruby's fingers instinctively prepared the shot, her hands guiding the scope with experience.

"First you aim, a very important part of the process that binds a weapon and its wielder together."

"Don't put your finger on the trigger until you're certain that this shot will penetrate your target."

Ruby's hand slid down the side of her sniper, placing her fingers around the area of the trigger.

"Take a deep breath,"

Ruby closed her eyes briefly and took in a breath, letting her lungs soak up oxygen before opening her silver irises.

"Then you fire."

The muscles in her trigger finger tightened, bringing the bones closer to the lever that would release the deadly round.

Crescent Rose's mechanism worked quickly, the bullet shot down the barrel of the sniper. The long projectile flew through the air. Then it met the unsuspecting Beowulf in the head, the sound of flesh breaking rang in Ruby's ears.

All of this happened in half a second as Ruby did the same process to a few dozen Beowolves.

Yang expended all her ammo on a single Deathstalker that was currently battling her faunus friend. Blake was dodging expertly, using her shadow clones to deceive the scorpion Grimm.

The Deathstalker, fueled by its increasing frustration, flung its pointed tail into the huntress-in-training. The Grimm's tail dug into the ground in front of Blake, the latter speeding up the Deathstalker's tail and leaping off the limb, digging Gambol Shroud into the split between the armored plates of its head, killing it instantly.

Yang's arms hung limply down her sides, reliving her tensed muscles for a brief moment.

Far above the battle a dark mist was starting to form. It was the result of thousands of Grimm decaying into odorless smoke.

Yang's lilac eyes lazily roamed the battle scene. Civilians cowered in fear in shops and houses. Doctor Oobleck was protecting a young man and woman whom have been standing in the square when the attack began.

A loud screech resounded from the sky. Looking up she managed to make out black figures in the troposphere. Small Nevermores soared through the sky, lowering their altitude at an alarmingly fast rate.

Blake returned to the group, panting from exhaustion. "Nevermores," she gasped, stating the obvious.

Yang sighed tiredly, "I ran out of ammo, so I can't help you there."

"We're losing," Blake said quietly.

Their team leader looked at them, worriedly. "We won't go down without a fight."

Yang looked at her baby sister, wondering how much time had passed when she was just a small toddler. "Alright, then."

Ruby nodded and turned away, sniping the heads of multiple Beowolves in under 5 seconds.

Blake glanced at Yang, the latter raising a brow. "What?"

"You kind of spaced out for a moment there."

"Oh really?" Yang laughed embarrassed. "Sorry."

Blake shook her head. "No, it's okay. I was just wondering what you were thinking about."

Yang cracked a small smile, "I was just thinking about how much Ruby changed."

Blake was silent, staring into space. Yang shuffled awkwardly, maybe she'd said the wrong thing?

"Is-is that how it's like having a sister?"

Yang paused, caught off guard by the question. "I-I guess so."

Weiss let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. Clutching Myrtenaster in her hand she stabbed a Boarbatusk in the stomach with expert agility. Pulling her sword from the Grimm she scanned the area for any Grimm in the vicinity.

Blue eyes trained on the bumblebee duo. "Hey, you brainless brute!"

Yang glanced around before spotting Weiss hunched over a Boarbatusk. "Yeah?"

"We've been fighting Grimm while you two have just been talking!"

"Didn't your rich father ever tell you to not intrude into conversations?" Blake shot, exhaustion taking its toll in her words.

Weiss growled, "He was a selfish husband and a father that did absolutely nothing for us."

"He did everything he could to us. How could you live knowing that he was the reason why so many faunus cower in fear?"

"Cower in fear? They only tore my family even further apart!"

Blake gripped Gambol Shroud tightly, letting out a cat-like hiss.

"You tore my species apart!"

Yang looked between the two, panic rising up inside of her.

They shouldn't be fighting, not now.

As the heiress and the faunus glared at each other with a rising intensity, nobody had seen the Ursa until it was too late.

"Yang!" Weiss screamed, her eyes travelling to a spot behind her. Yang immediately leapt out of the way, missing the Ursa by a hair.

The Ursa was massive, armored plates covered each limb of its body. It must've been centuries old. Its blood red eyes glowed as a light in the darkness. The Ursa rounded back again, facing Yang with a monstrous roar. In her dazed state, Yang identified the Ursa as a Mega Ursa from Professor Port's class. Weiss and Blake, both reeling from the surprise attack, were too stunned to act before the Mega Ursa charged at the distracted blonde.

Yang jumped sloppily, yet still managing to escape the route of the Mega Ursa. But instead of the Ursa rounding back to attack again, it kept moving forwards. Yang craned her head to see the events unfold.

Until she spotted a red cape, billowing in the path of the Ursa.

"RUBY!" Yang screeched, her hand reaching out towards her.

Ruby turned, a jovial grin on her face as she turned to meet her teammates. But instead of the faces of her sister, the heiress and the ex-WhiteFang member, she met the sight of the Mega Ursa, charging at a speed that would've set her Semblance to shame.

She froze, her breath became shallow. The world blurred around her, the sound of the battlefield droned low in her ears. A pounding was present. It took Ruby some time to realize the pounding was the beat of her heart, slow yet strong. Her lungs refused to work, only taking in small amounts of oxygen at a time.

The red eyes put her in a trance. Ruby felt the absence of aura in the beast's soul. Grimm were soulless creatures, yet Ruby failed to comprehend what that actually meant. Now she knew.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion as the Ursa drew closer. The Grimm and the huntress-in-training collided, pain exploded in Ruby's chest where the Ursa came into contact. The force flew her into a shop, glass shattering upon impact.

The Mega Ursa howled in triumph, noticing the drop of aura in the girl's body. Its triumph was short-lived, blasts of fire shot straight into its body. Zwei appeared in front of it, his teeth bared in a snarl. Nobody can hurt his owners and get away with it. Nobody.

The fire spread, consuming the Mega Ursa. Ashes took the place of the beast. What was left, disintegrated into dark mist that joined the fog that lay above.

The team fell apart. Grimm attacked the shocked remainder of team RWBY. The Grimm injured the three severely, each struggled under the attack of the beasts. All Yang could see was the black masses of Grimm and the blood she spilt.

Amongst the chaos, Yang heard the sound of aura breaking. First Weiss, then Blake, and finally herself.

The black mass cleared in a burst of fire. Doctor Oobleck appeared in front of Yang, noting each of her injuries in quick succession.

"No, no, no. Glynda will have my head if one of you dies." The doctor muttered, dragging each of team WBY under safe cover.

A loud drone grew in Yang's ears, an airship landed in the square. Sounds of gunfire could be heard, ridding of the remaining Grimm. She let out a sigh, a pain in her ribs throbbing.

Yang's eyelids closed heavily, escaping the horrors of the soulless creatures of Grimm.

Jaune blocked the attack with his shield, the force of the Ursa's paw weighing heavily on the metal. The Ursa was thrown off balance, stumbling backwards. With a grunt, Jaune drove his sword into the thick, black fur.

Pulling his sword from the corpse, Jaune Arc stood back. He wiped his brow, panting with effort.

"That training Pyrrha is giving you is really improving your fighting."

"Ah!" Jaune screamed, his voice becoming high pitched for a second. Lie Ren hid a small smile.

"Oh, uh," the blonde grinned sheepishly, "Sorry about that. Didn't see you there."

"I have that effect on people," Ren said, sliding Stormflower into his long sleeves. "I meant it though."

Jaune watched as Ren's green, sleek weapons disappear into his sleeves. "Oh, uh yeah, thanks."

Ren shook his head, amused at how flustered his team leader always seemed to be. "Team CFVY seemed to have wiped out most of the Grimm here."

Jaune nodded, his mind flashing back to the moment Coco unveiled her machine gun. "Yeah, though I wonder what's in Velvet's box."

Ren blinked a few times and looked at Jaune in a moment of confusion. He always prided himself in observing people, though he didn't imagine that Jaune would notice such a small object from so far away.

"Yes, it's very intriguing," he recovered before Jaune could ask any questions. Contrary to what Ren thought earlier, Jaune didn't pay attention to Ren's moment of puzzlement.

"H-have you heard from team RWBY?" Jaune asked, twiddling his fingers worriedly.

Ren shook his head. Team RWBY had apparently been injured in the battle. They'd taken out most of the Grimm before they'd arrived.

"I only saw Weiss, Blake and Yang. Did you see Ruby?"

Aha, there it was. Jaune was worried for Ruby. Not surprising as the two team leaders had grown a relationship similar to a brother and sister. Ren also knew that Pyrrha had been extremely nervous whenever Ruby would approach Jaune, though he thought it was impossible for the two leaders to be in an intimate relationship.

"I'm afraid I don't know where Ruby is at the moment, Jaune." Ren said, watching his face carefully.

Jaune was very easy to read. He didn't seem like the person to lie to anyone.

"Oh, well then. I-I guess we'll go back to the airship then. See if she's there." Jaune shuffled awkwardly.

"Very well," Ren nodded, stepping back, "You lead the way."

Jaune flashed Ren a smile, appreciating the fact that Ren saw him as a worthy leader. "Alright."

The two members of team JNPR made their way back to the square. Jaune looked up, blinking at the fog that billowed above.

"Whoa," he breathed.

"Slightly ominous but fitting for the environment," Ren remarked, also studying the dark mass, "It seems to be a massive cloud of fog that the Grimm turn into after their deaths."

"Imagine if it's actually a massive Grimm that's going to gobble us up, like a boss fight," Jaune craned his head to get a better look at the cloud.

"I would rather not."

Jaune turned and smiled widely at the stoic man. "C'mon loosen up. As your team leader, I order you to have some fun."

Ren stared at his leader, "Once again, I would rather not."

"Ooh Ren, I want you to have fun too!"

A bouncing orange haired girl appeared beside the two, one arm over Ren's shoulders.

"Um Nora? No."

Nora pouted, looking at Ren with the biggest puppy dog eyes in the world. "Pretty please?"

Ren turned away, shaking his head, "No."

Jaune chuckled, "Ren, you have a heart of stone. How do you do that?"

Ren shrugged. "I've known her my entire life," he said as Nora appeared on Ren's back, grinning at Jaune with two thumbs up.

"I think that's the reason."

The three turned to meet the last remaining member of team JNPR. Pyrrha smiled warmly at the sight of Ren and Nora.

"Yeah, I guess so." Jaune laughed as Nora began to fix Jaune's hair.

"Jaune! Why is your hair all wet?"

"I think that's sweat, Nora," Ren replied casually.

"What? Ew!" Nora howled, wiping her fingers into Ren's sleeve.

Jaune observed the space around them. Currently, they were beside an airship that'd brought them all in here. Team CFVY were out, searching for survivors and wiping out the last of the Grimm in the city. Other teams were absent, either on a mission or helping out another part of the city.

Professor Goodwitch was cleaning up the mess, repairing shops and buildings. The hole was still present, small parts of it were covered up.

News vans had arrived at the scene to capture live news of the breach. Cameras and microphones were shoved into Professor Port's face as he spoke about the situation. The sound of sirens were heard from time to time, as the medics loaded the injured onto the ambulances.

Jaune spotted a medic treating team –WBY. He gestured to his team to follow him as he began his way to JNPR's sister team.

Blake caught sight of him first, a ghost of a smile at her lips, "Hello, Jaune."

"Uh, hi," he said awkwardly, "How're you doing?"

Blake chuckled, then stopped abruptly. Jaune looked at her weirdly.

"It hurts to laugh," she replied quietly.

"You look like you've been through hell," Jaune said, now noticing that bandages that wrapped around her torso. His eyes observed further and he gasped at his findings.

"Yeah, I know," Blake said, twitching her cat ears that were now fully visible atop her head. Somewhere in the chaos, she'd lost her bow. Doctor Oobleck didn't seem to be so surprised at it, yet the same cannot be said for the other students that came to help during the breach.

Then Nora suddenly appeared next to Blake, almost giving her the fright of her life, "Ca-can I touch them?"

Blake blinked in surprise. Ren sighed, grabbing Nora away from the recently revealed cat faunus, "Nora, don't you think that might've been a bit offensive?"

Nora pouted, "But we've known for weeks and I haven't felt them yet!"

"Nora," Ren said warningly.

"Blake, I'm sorry," Nora apologized.

"That's okay, I guess."

"Now can I touch them?!"

"No."

Pyrrha put her hand on Nora's shoulder, "One day, Nora, why don't you get some water for our friends?"

Nora gasped, a wide smile forming on her face, "Yes! We can play doctors! C'mon Ren, we have to treat our patients!"

As the cheerful girl dragged the stoic man away, Pyrrha turned her attention to Blake, "Does it bother you? How Nora reacts to them, I mean."

Blake shook her head wearily, "No, I've dealt with discrimination my entire life. I know the difference between curiosity and racism."

Jaune let out a nervous chuckle, "Well, that's just plain old Nora, I guess."

"Pyrrha? Blake?"

Jaune heard the voice of an angel whisper in his ear. He turned to see the beautiful white princess awake from her slumber. Jaune knelt down beside Weiss, his face a picture of worry.

"Weiss?"

"Ugh, get out of my face you dunce," Weiss snapped at Jaune, the latter recoiling in shock.

"B-but, my sweet Snow Angel," he spluttered.

"Snow Angel? Ugh, only Neptune can call me that!"

"Oh c'mon!" Jaune yelled, throwing his arms in the air. Pyrrha looked on with curiosity.

"Weren't you the one who helped Neptune hook up with Weiss?" Blake asked.

"Oh yeah, I forgot," he stammered, his face turning into a shade of red.

Weiss looked on, a question in her eyes, "What was that?"

"Uh, nothing! Just Jaune being himself. So sorry about that," Pyrrha covered for the flustered blonde.

Weiss glared at Jaune, "I would punch him but my arm hurts too much."

Pyrrha looked down at the arm in question. Truthfully enough, the arm was covered in a sloppily made cast. Weiss' clothes were torn and battered, and her weapon was a mangled piece of metal at her side.

Weiss spotted Pyrrha observing Myrtenaster, or at least what was left of it, "I can order another one from the Schnee Dust Company, they can ship it to Beacon."

Blake's face darkened at the name of the company but didn't say anything further. The last time they argued, it tore the team apart.

Weiss noted Blake's reaction to her father's company but kept her mouth shut. That was another conversation at another time.

Then the monochrome pair blinked, realization striking them like a bolt of lightning.

"Ruby! What happened to Ruby?" Blake said, almost on the verge of shouting.

Jaune stared. "You mean you don't know where she is?"

"No!" They shouted in unison.

"Out of the way!" A voice bellowed.

Jaune turned, the sight before him almost stopping the rapid beating of his heart. Oobleck carried the body of a girl, her face a familiar sight, yet the blood that dripped around them was out of place.

Ruby's body was a bloody, matted mess. Blood had soaked her clothes, the rest splattering the sidewalk below her. Jaune saw no signs of life in the young girl's body.

Oobleck laid Ruby on one of the stretchers that were being loaded onto the airship. Medics scrambled to save her, almost tripping over themselves.

One medic pushed his way through the crowd, "Oobleck, what is this?! She's not alive, you brought back a corpse!"

"She's breathing, let me tell you that," Oobleck retaliated, wiping the blood from his hands to his pants.

"She's too far gone, we can't save her," the medic cried.

Cameras began to record the scene, all training their scopes on the presumably dead body.

"Why don't you do your job instead of just dillydallying? Why don't you actually try to save her?"

The medic spluttered angrily, "Because we can't save her!"

Doctor Oobleck was usually a rather cheerful man, but when one of his friends or students were hurt, he will not hesitate to save them. Even if it meant getting angry, one of the things he disliked the most.

"For the love of god, I will NOT let the daughter of Summer Rose die while I still have the power to save her." Oobleck snarled uncharacteristically.

The medic stepped back in shock. Seeing Oobleck mad was something you don't see every day.

"Get to work for crying out loud!"

The medic gulped nervously then rejoined his fellow medics in the quest to save the girl. They quickly loaded the 15 year old onto the Bullhead, blood still pouring onto the ground.

"Ruby?"

Yang whispered, only seeing just a glimpse of her beloved baby sister, injured and dying. Then she was gone, the blood on the ground was all that was left. For all she knew, Ruby could be dead.

The thought provoked an image in her head. She was back.

The Grimm leapt towards her, a deep guttural growl filled her ears. The world moved far too slowly for Yang.

Her bones were frozen, aching in pain and exhaustion from the walk. Her hand still clutched the handle of the wagon that carried her toddler sister.

"What would you have done?"

Ruby's cries began to fill the air, overlapping the growls of the monstrous Grimm.

"If you had survived this night."

"And Ruby didn't?"

Yang returned to the hellish world she belonged to. And the thought of Ruby dead broke her. Yang's tears dripped down the sidewalk, a puddle of the substance forming on the ground.

As team JNPR tried to comfort the broken team, Yang's tears began to flow down the sidewalk, meeting Ruby's dark red blood.

The tears became the tears of blood that depicted Yang's sorrow.

"Every nightmare just discloses,"

"It's your blood that's red like roses."

"What would you have done?"

"If you had survived this night."

"And Ruby didn't?"

This line was taken from Numbnut10's Remnant Reclaimer. Go check it out, it's awesome.

And again, feel free to point out any mistakes. I'll try my best to respond to them.