(Y/N): Your name

(M/N): Mothers name

(F/N): Fathers name

(H/C): Hair color

(E/C): Eye Color

(H/L): Hair Length

(R/N): Racing Name

(W/N): Weapon name

(D/C): Dream Car

Thinking

Speaking over Scroll/Radio/sign/memories

Location, Time, Date, POV switch

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Y/N POV

We had just gotten out of Port's class after he rambled on about some random subject once again. Jaune had just gotten rejected by Weiss and he was now sitting with his head down on the desk in front of him. Me and CNFR started our way out to the workshop, it was time for a tune up, we were going to need all the improvements for our first mission.

*Timeskip brought to you by a building montage*

My new helmet had an antenna on it for communication and we worked the mask to include a T shaped visor with a HUD showing aura levels of me and my team mates alongside nightvision and x-ray visors it was really nice. The chest piece stayed the same, save for a small mark which was my emblem, my greaves were now updated with new equipment and capabilities. My right arm could shoot out a small unmanned anti personnel contact explosive rocket powerful enough to wound a nevermore or turn people into red mist, under it was a neat blackbox feature which would broadcast my last location and save a video feed of up to 3 days before having to delete and start again. My left arm had a small mini flamethrower which could barely fire for 5 seconds but would be useful for close quarters denial, underneath it was a whipcord launcher which would wrap around and ensnare the target, good for capturing or saving someone. Of course if that's what you notice first your delusional, on my back was a jetpack capable of lifting me up extremely fast and hovering for a while. In the middle was a big guided rocket which could shootdown low flying aircraft and vehicles.

"Wow, fancy." Ravio said looking at the new armor.

"It's a fine piece of work, and one of a kind." Carroll said dusting off his hands.

"If he dies, dibs on the jetpack." Angelo added nonchalantly.

We all look at him for a brief moment before returning to our newly upgraded weapons.

Ravio didn't do much, he just sharpened his sword. Angelo did much of the same, leaving his weapon as it was. Carroll replaced the springs in his gun to boost the RPM. Overall we were ready for whatever life had to throw at us, and whatever was in store for today.

*Timeskip brought to you by flying around with his jetpack and a switch to Carroll POV*

Me and the rest of the team were walking around the CCT, not much to do after we had upgraded all of our gear. It took a lot less than I expected and we were currently walking around discussing what to do. Looking up at the big tower I touch one of the pillars and it's blueprints and design element rush through my head. Immediately I know exactly how it works and of course I was using sed knowledge to draft up ideas of how to sabotage it when I get bored. Eventually we came up on the entrance and I saw a familiar looking orange haired girl walking around. She looked extremely confused, and she tripped over her feet but thankfully I caught her in time.

"Be careful now-" I say before cutting myself off.

I touched her arm and my brain was flooded up with blueprints. A robotic skeleton all dust powered, a central computing core in the abdomen area, and an aura generator. Impressive to say the least.

She's a clanker?

"Thank you for your assistance." She said before walking off.

I was too baffled to respond, instead opting to just stand still and contemplate what I just saw.

*Timeskip brought to you by a switch to Y/N POV*

After Carroll's episode about touching a girl's wrist we decided to hit the town. behind the wheel the cheap vinyl under my ass in my Pontiac Catalina Safari. This is where I belonged, even if it ain't breaking no performance records behind the wheel feels natural to me. Driving around with no real idea of where to go or what to do we simply enjoy our time out in the city, but our good mood would soon be spoiled when we pass by the town center. Standing there was a holographic version of the 'good general' himself. 6 AK-130s were lined up on a podium in front of a large crowd, and two big boxes containing what has to be Atlas' new toys in them.

"The AK-130 has been a standard security model of Remnant for several years, and they have done a fine job. Wouldn't you agree? Wouldn't you agree?" Ironwood said

"Samurai used to take them out in the hundreds." I say.

For some inexplicable reason this garnered an applause from the crowd in front of him.

"But... the kingdom of Atlas is a kingdom of innovation, and 'fine'... Well, that's just not good enough, is it? Presenting... the Atlesian Knight-200!" Ironwood says as the boxes open to reveal only five bulkier and shinier clankers, they kick down their predecessors. "Smarter, sleeker, and admittedly, a little less scary." Ironwood adds as the robots proceed to do poses. "These models will become active later this year, but they won't be alone! Now, the Atlesian Military has always supported the idea of removing men from the dangers of the battlefield. However, there are still many situations that will undoubtedly require... a human touch." Ironwood says getting my attention.

We all perk up and move to my side to see out the window.

"So, our kingdom's greatest minds, in cooperation with the Schnee Dust Company, are proud to introduce... the Atlesian Paladin!" Ironwood says as his Hologram cuts out for a mech.

The thing was massive, at least twice as tall as the AK-200s. It seemed to have an entire arsenal's worth of weaponry, and looked to be able to take lots of punishment. I can speak for all of CNFR when I say we were only thinking of one thing.

How do we kill it?

"Now, we couldn't have them here for you today, but these mechanized battle suits will be seen defending the borders of our kingdom within the year!" A disembodied Ironwood voice said.

Looking on for a little bit longer we decide to head back to Beacon, we didn't have any business in town anyway. Heading back to our dorm I lay down on my bed and look out the window. It was still only 5:00pm so the sun was still up.

"Hey guys," I hear Angelo say.

"Yeah?" Carroll responds.

"So Remnant is entirely different from earth right?" Angelo asks.

"Angelo what is earth? What are you talking about?" Ravio asks confused.

"Well, we drive a Pontiac Catalina Safari station wagon which is produced by Pontiac which is owned by General Motor Company which is an American company." Angelo states.

"I'm sorry what?" I ask looking at him.

"Well, America doesn't exist here, so how do we have Pontiacs? or Fords, Plymouths, Dodges, etc." Angelo says.

Just as he said that I felt something weird, it was a feeling that washed over me like a wave, but not like a wave. It was so indescribable I can't even think about it.

"Um, that was weird." I say.

"Yeah, what was I talking about again?" Angelo asks legitimately confused.

"Something about cars," I reply

*Somewhere very far away in a different dimension*

With nothing in sight, I look out the window of my capsule to see what looks like a tear in space time.

"Data, What is that?" I ask.

"I am sorry Y/N, I'm not able to find anything concrete, however it matches multiple theories descriptions of a universal tear." He replied

"We have no power, and we're going towards it, so we're dead aren't we?" I ask.

"I cannot be certain, those theories are theories after all." He replied.

Great, just great, well I hope it's quick.