Amity Tournament...As the tournament continued below, a display of youthful ambition and skill, the shadow of impending chaos loomed unnoticed by the crowd. Ozpin's sharp gaze remained fixed on the unfolding matches, but his mind was elsewhere. He knew the real battle was about to begin.Ironwood, standing nearby, had already moved into action, his scroll in hand as he barked commands. "This is General Ironwood. All operatives stationed in Vale, increase security to 100% immediately—"Before he could finish, his scroll abruptly shut off, the screen flickering to black. At the same moment, the massive displays in the Amity Colosseum flashed an ominous red. The tournament feed was replaced by a singular, glowing chess piece, bold and menacing against the backdrop of static.Ozpin's eyes widened, his grip tightening on his cane. "She's moving earlier than expected," he muttered under his breath, his tone both frustrated and grim.Confusion rippled through the audience as the chess piece pulsed on the screens. Whispers grew into murmurs, and the lively energy of the tournament gave way to unease.At an Atlassian Large AirshipRoman Torchwick leaned back in the captain's chair of the commandeered airship, his signature cane twirling lazily in his hand. The dim cockpit was illuminated by the glow of hijacked monitors, each displaying progress bars as his virus spread through Atlas' systems."Ah, Atlas," he said with a smirk, glancing over his shoulder at the unconscious and dead bodies of the ship's crew sprawled across the floor. "So advanced, yet so easy to outmaneuver."With a final flourish, he pressed a button on the console. The virus completed its infiltration, overriding the command protocols of the Atlas security droids stationed at Beacon.Torchwick stood and walked to the viewport, watching as the last light of the sunset faded into the horizon. "Showtime, boys," he muttered with a sly grin, as he adjusted his hat. "Time to give the people a show they won't forget."Beacon Academy GroundsThe Atlas droids, once steadfast guardians of the Academy, froze in place for a moment. Their optics dimmed, then flared an ominous red.The peaceful evening was shattered as the first volley of gunfire erupted. Atlassian droids, once trusted as guardians, began to indiscriminately fire into the crowd of students and staff. Screams erupted as people scrambled for cover, their shock quickly giving way to chaos.Dormitory BuildingThe narrow hallways of Beacon's dormitory building were filled with the faint hum of fluorescent lights and muffled voices of panic echoing from various rooms. Rinko, Pyrrha, and Nora hurried down the stairs, urgency etched on their faces.As they reached the lower floors, their attention was drawn to the sound of frantic voices coming from a room with its door slightly ajar—Team RWBY's dormitory. Inside, they caught sight of Jaune, Ren, and Team RWBY, their expressions tense and heavy with distress.Yang was the first to notice them. Her lilac-colored eyes widened with a mixture of relief and desperation."Rinko!" He called out, her voice cracking under the weight of panic. "Thank goodness you're here!"Rinko didn't hesitate, stepping into the room. His sharp eyes immediately locked onto Weiss, who lay on the bed. The scene was grim.Weiss was pale, her breathing labored, and her leg... it was bent at an unnatural angle. Her thigh and shin showed signs of severe trauma, the telltale swelling and discoloration of a broken limb.Ruby knelt by Weiss's side, clutching her sister's hand, her silver eyes filled with tears. "Weiss... she's hurt bad. I-I don't know what to do!" Ruby's voice cracked as she tried to stay composed, but it was clear the situation was overwhelming her.Rinko's gaze hardened. "Everyone, calm down," he ordered, his voice sharp and commanding, cutting through the rising panic."We tried... we didn't know how to—" Jaune stammered, his hands trembling as he looked at Weiss."You did what you could," Rinko interrupted. His tone softened, but the urgency remained. "Now, let me take over."He crouched beside Weiss, carefully inspecting the injury. Her mind worked quickly, breaking the situation down with precision. "Her leg's broken. Badly. That was likely the first thing to hit the wall when she was thrown from an attack."Rinko didn't waste time. He turned toward Blake, who stood frozen near the doorway. "Blake, get me a first aid kit. Now."Blake snapped out of her daze and nodded quickly. "On it!" She bolted out of the room.Rinko's hands moved swiftly and steadily as he adjusted Weiss's position, ensuring not to aggravate the injury further. "Pyrrha, I need you to stabilize her upper body. Hold her steady while I assess the leg."Pyrrha knelt down, her hands gentle yet firm as she followed Rinko's instructions.Nora stood close by, her hammer resting against her shoulder, her normally bubbly demeanor replaced with grim determination.Blake returned moments later, carrying a first aid kit. She handed it to Rinko, who quickly retrieved the necessary supplies—splints, bandages, and antiseptics."Ruby, I need you to keep her calm," Rinko said firmly. "Talk to her. Let her know she's not alone."Ruby wiped her tears and nodded, gripping Weiss's hand tighter. "Weiss... it's going to be okay. You're strong. You've got this," she whispered, her voice trembling but full of determination.Rinko worked swiftly, his hands steady and practiced as he aligned Weiss's broken bone. Weiss let out a sharp cry of pain, her face contorted as she gritted her teeth, her breathing shallow and uneven."AHHH!" Weiss screamed, her aura flickering erratically in an instinctive attempt to heal the damage. But it wasn't enough—her injuries were too severe for her aura to fully compensate."Almost there," Rinko muttered, his voice calm and focused despite the tension in the room. His hands moved with precision, securing the splint tightly to immobilize the injured leg.Once the procedure was complete, Rinko exhaled a small breath of relief, brushing a strand of hair from his face. "She's stable for now," she said, her tone firm yet calm. "But she needs proper medical care as soon as possible."Yang stepped forward immediately, her fists clenched tightly. "I'll carry her," she said, her voice resolute but laced with concern.Rinko shook his head, stopping Yang with a raised hand. "No. Her leg needs to stay immobilized. Any unnecessary movement could worsen her condition." He turned to Nora, whose stance exuded strength and determination. "Nora, you're the steadiest with heavy loads. Can you handle it?"Nora nodded confidently, a spark of her usual enthusiasm shining through her serious expression. "You bet I can."As they began preparing to move Weiss, a distant rumble reverberated through the building. The sharp sounds of explosions and gunfire echoed in the air, growing louder with each passing second.Yang's eyes darted toward the window, her expression hardening as panic and confusion crept into her voice. "W-what's going on?" she asked, her fists tightening again.Ruby, standing near the window, slowly pulled back the curtain, and her silver eyes widened in horror. "Oh no..." she whispered.The others crowded around the window, their hearts sinking at the chaos unfolding outside. The once-bustling courtyard of Beacon had become a war zone.Atlassian droids, their ominous red eyes glowing like malevolent beacons, marched through the grounds with ruthless precision, firing indiscriminately at students and staff alike.The air was filled with the deafening cacophony of gunfire, panicked screams, and the mechanical hum of corrupted machines."They've hacked the droids," Rinko said grimly, his voice sharp and commanding as it cut through the tension in the room. "This is part of their attack."Blake, who had been standing silently near the back, stepped forward, her golden eyes narrowing. "Attack? What are you talking about?" she asked, her tone filled with confusion and a hint of alarm.Rinko opened his mouth to reply, but Pyrrha spoke up first, her voice steady despite the gravity of her words. "It's Cinder. We fought her and her team earlier. She's behind this."The room fell into stunned silence as Team RWBY and Ren processed Pyrrha's revelation. Ruby's eyes widened in disbelief, while Yang clenched her fists, her body trembling with suppressed anger."She was the one who injured Weiss," Nora added, her usual cheerfulness replaced by a hard edge of anger. Her gaze darted toward Weiss, who remained unconscious, her pallor stark against the makeshift bandages.Blake's jaw tightened, her mind racing. "Cinder... She's responsible for all of this?"Pyrrha nodded solemnly. "She's dangerous—far more dangerous than we realized. This attack isn't random; it's calculated."Rinko stepped forward, his sharp gaze sweeping over the group. "We can't stay here. We need to get Weiss to safety and regroup. The longer we wait, the worse this will get."Ruby, snapping out of her shocked state, nodded firmly. "Rinko's right. We'll figure out what to do about the chaos, but first, Weiss needs us."Yang growled under her breath, her protective instincts flaring. "No one hurts my team and gets away with it."The group exchanged determined glances, their shared resolve solidifying despite the chaos around them.Atlassian Large AirshipCinder and Emerald entered the control room of the stolen Atlassian airship, the low hum of machinery filling the space. Torchwick stood near the main console, his back to them as he chuckled, eyes glued to the live feed of the Amity Tournament displayed on a large screen.Cinder's lips curled into a sly grin. "It's a good thing you kept an eye on your scroll," she said, her voice dripping with both mockery and approval.Torchwick turned to face her, his cane resting casually on his shoulder. His grin was as smug as ever. "Darling, I'm an expert. Try to have a little faith in me, will you?" he replied, tipping his hat dramatically.Cinder crossed her arms, her amber eyes narrowing slightly. "The Dust—did you bring them like I told you to?"Cinder was referring to the dust they've been stockpiling.Torchwick gave a theatrical bow. "Oh, it's onboard, safe and sound. The White Fang is downstairs making a few adjustments to the payload. With all this Dust—and the ship's built-in armory—our little airstrike is going to be one for the history books. Oh, this is going to be a blast!"Emerald smirked faintly, though the idea of Torchwick's enthusiasm unnerved her. Cinder, however, seemed pleased, her confidence in the plan unwavering.Just then, the doors slid open, and Neo sauntered in, twirling her parasol playfully.Torchwick's expression softened at the sight of her. "Oh, Neo! There you are. Great to see you, darling. So," he teased, leaning closer, "how was the trip? Did you have fun~?"Neo rolled her eyes but nodded enthusiastically, her expression brightening at his attention.Torchwick chuckled and reached out, pinching her cheek lightly, as if she were a mischievous child. "Ah, I knew you'd enjoy yourself. What would I do without my favorite partner-in-crime?"Cinder raised an eyebrow at the exchange but said nothing, her focus shifting back to the control panel. "We don't have much time and ensure everything is ready. No mistakes, Torchwick."Torchwick waved Cinder off dismissively, his grin unwavering. "Relax, my dear. Everything's under control. By the time anyone figures out what's happening, we'll be long gone, leaving only fireworks in our wake."Neo smirked and tapped her parasol against the floor, a silent but confident agreement. The room settled into a momentary hush, the faint sounds of machinery and distant clanging echoing from deeper within the airship. The plan was in motion, and there was no turning back.Suddenly, a crackling sound broke the silence. A faint voice came from a discarded radio clutched in the lifeless hand of an Atlassian soldier sprawled on the floor nearby."Flight Alpha, secure the perimeter! It's the General's orders, over."Torchwick's ears perked up at the transmission. He turned toward the radio with a devilish grin spreading across his face."Well, well," he said, striding over and picking up the radio. He held it up and turned to Cinder, his grin widening. "What do you say, boss? Shall I take out the other large ships while we're at it? They're cluttering up the skies and, frankly, getting on my nerves."Cinder raised an eyebrow, her expression remaining cool and calculated. "I understand your eagerness, Torchwick, but our primary focus is Amity Colosseum. They still think that this ship still belongs to them, and I intend to use that to our advantage. I'll deliver my speech, then you can blow up everything you want."Torchwick groaned theatrically, rolling his eyes. "Ugh, you're no fun sometimes, you know that?" He sighed dramatically but raised the radio to his mouth. "Copy that, over," he said in a mock-serious tone, before tossing the radio carelessly over his shoulder. It clattered onto the floor, landing near Neo, who gave it a dismissive glance.Torchwick turned back to Cinder, his grin returning as he adjusted his hat. "Fine, fine. Have your big moment. Just don't forget who's making this fireworks display possible."Cinder's lips curled into a subtle smirk, her amber eyes glinting with determination. "Don't worry, Roman. By the time this is over, Vale will rain down blood."Neo twirled her parasol with a flourish, her silent excitement radiating through the room. Outside, the sounds of preparations continued as the stolen airship readied itself for the chaos to come. The game was about to begin.Amity ColosseumThe lights in Amity Colosseum flickered as the screens above flared brighter, casting an eerie glow over the stunned crowd. A distorted voice, cold and menacing, echoed through the arena, causing the growing confusion to ripple into full-blown chaos."Ladies and gentlemen," the voice purred, dripping with malice, "I hope you've enjoyed the show so far. But as with all good things, they must come to an end. You see, tonight will be a spectacle unlike any other. You will witness the collapse of your trust, the shattering of your fragile sense of security. You will witness the unraveling of everything you thought was safe, everything you thought you could rely on."The voice paused for a moment, the silence amplifying the tension in the air. The audience, still unsure of what was happening, stared at the red chess piece on the screen in disbelief.The chesspiece flickered momentarily as it was replaced by Atlas Insignia."Tonight, I will deliver the most important message you'll ever receive: The age of peace is over. The time of peace and order is a lie, and we—I—am here to expose that truth. This, my dear citizens, is the dawn of a new era, one where power and control are no longer in the hands of the elite. Where your trust in the systems you built your lives upon will crumble to dust before your eyes."The screen flickered violently, the image warping and distorting as the voice grew colder, more intense."And while you cower in fear, pretending that your walls and armies can protect you, let me remind you..." Cinder's voice hardened, dripping with venom, "that no fortress is unbreachable. No leader invincible. And no hope uncrushable. The time of Joy is over... and Remnant will never be the same."With that, the screen exploded into static. And then, the ground trembled beneath them.BOOMA deafening explosion rang out, and an Atlassian ship in the distance sent a barrage of projectiles to Amity Colosseum and the nearby Airships.The explosion sent a violent shockwave through the Colosseum. The structure groaned, and a wave of panic washed over the crowd as the stadium trembled.The very floor beneath their feet seemed to shift as explosions erupted at the edges of the arena. The debris rained down, and a massive dust cloud filled the air, blocking out the once-clear night sky. The Colosseum shook violently as another explosion rocked its foundation."THEY'RE ALREADY MAKING THEIR MOVE!" Ironwood shouted, his voice thick with urgency as he gripped a nearby railing, his knuckles turning white from the tension. His eyes darted across the shaking Colosseum, struggling to maintain control over the chaos erupting around him.The Amity Colosseum trembled violently, as the deafening explosions and cascading blasts shook the structure to its core. Across Remnant, millions watched in stunned silence as their screens flickered with static and chaos, the full scale of the assault unfolding in real time.Cinder's voice echoed through the broadcast, cutting through the panic like a knife. "This time, Atlas will conquer everything. You will kneel to Atlas' power."Panic erupted across the arena like wildfire. Students, civilians, and soldiers scrambled to escape, their screams mingling with the deafening roars of explosions and the distant whine of descending airships.The once-imposing walls of the Colosseum began to splinter under the relentless barrage. Cracks formed in the stone, dust and debris billowing into the air as the explosions continued to rock the foundation. The realization sank in like a sinking stone—their world was under siege, and the terror had only just begun.It was, of course, Torchwick's stolen Atlas airship that launched the initial assault. He had deployed missiles to the nearby large airships, but before they could react, Torchwick's missiles—laced with stolen Dust—struck with deadly precision. One by one, the ships exploded in mid-air, consumed by fiery blasts, leaving only Torchwich's ship in the air alone.The shockwaves sent ripples through the Colosseum, further destabilizing the already weakened structure."HAHAHAHA! FEEL MY WRATH!" Torchwick's manic laughter filled the air, his voice crackling over the comms as he pushed a lever on his ship. The massive cannon atop the airship began to charge, the energy humming with power."Boom," Torchwick whispered, his grin wide as he pressed the button on the control panel.A tremendous blast shot from the airship, slamming into Amity Colosseum with the force of a thousand storms. The impact shook the entire arena, sending shockwaves through the building.The Colosseum groaned as its massive structure tilted, unable to withstand the destructive force.The ground beneath them shuddered as the once-proud arena began to crumble. People screamed in terror, some of them crushed by falling debris as the floor buckled beneath their feet. Others were thrown into the air by the blast, their bodies slamming into walls or being caught by the collapsing ceiling.Ozpin, Ironwood, and Glynda, barely able to keep their footing, desperately grabbed onto anything they could find. The stadium was descending, its mighty walls cracking and falling away as the massive structure tilted toward the ground.Ironwood's mind raced. The attack was worse than anticipated, and the collapse of Amity Colosseum was only the beginning. As the building lurched and plummeted toward its inevitable crash, he knew one thing for certain: Remnant's safety was no longer in their hands.Atlassian Large Airship"Hn," Torchwick mused with a smirk, taking a slow drag from his cigar as he leaned back in his chair. The glow of the screen reflected in his eyes, but his focus was elsewhere. "The speech was convincing enough. Now they'll be scrambling, thinking Atlas is behind this. Just the way we like it."Cinder's grin widened, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Exactly. The chaos will spread like wildfire. But now, it's time to strike. Send in the White Fang dressed as Atlassian soldiers. Let them go down to Vale and target anything that moves. Leave no one alive."Torchwick nodded, his expression casual despite the catastrophic scale of their plan. He opened his scroll with a deliberate motion, his fingers tapping the screen with precision as he leaned back even further in his chair. The relaxed posture belied the coldness in his voice."Do it. Now," he said, his tone clipped and devoid of emotion as he issued the order.With a flick of his finger, he ended the call. The moment the hang-up sound rang in his ear, the gears of his plan began to shift into motion.Back at Amity ColosseumThe aftermath of the devastating explosion was unfolding in real-time. The massive arena, once an iconic symbol of competition and unity, now lay in ruins. The earth trembled as the colossal structure crashed to the ground, shaking the landscape with a deafening roar.BOOMPieces of debris flew through the air, some large enough to crush the few unfortunate souls still standing. Those closest to the point of impact were obliterated by the sheer force of the explosion, their bodies sent flying like ragdolls. Others were crushed under the weight of the collapsing building, their screams cut short by the deafening sound of the Colosseum crumbling.Ironwood, Glynda, and Ozpin held onto whatever they could as the entire arena tilted precariously, its massive foundations unable to withstand the brutal assault. Around them, students and spectators were thrown from their feet as the once-sturdy walls crumbled.More chaos reigned. As the crash settled, students and civilians who had been spectators just moments ago were now caught in the nightmare of destruction. Some were dazed, unable to comprehend the devastation, while others were kneeling over fallen friends and comrades, their faces painted with horror and disbelief. The stench of blood and burning wreckage lingered in the air, mingling with the acrid smoke that curled from the wreckage.Sobbing filled the space as students mourned their friends, and their families. Those still alive groaned in pain, clutching their injuries, desperate for help that might never come. The very foundations of the Colosseum had given way, leaving the survivors trapped in an increasingly hostile environment. The walls that had once stood as proud symbols of Vale's unity and strength were now little more than shattered pieces, their remnants scattered like broken dreams.Amidst the carnage, Ozpin and Glynda exchanged a brief look, both trying to make sense of the madness. Glynda, her clothes torn and her face streaked with dirt and blood, knelt down beside Ozpin, her hands shaking slightly as she reached out to help him up."Ozpin... Are you okay?" she asked, her voice trembling with worry, the edges of her usual calm and control slipping away.Ozpin, his face etched with lines of exhaustion and grief, pushed himself upright with her assistance, his eyes clouded with a mixture of regret and determination. "I... I'm fine, Glynda..." His voice was strained the weight of what had just happened settling heavily on his shoulders.But before he could say anything further, they turned to Ironwood, his posture rigid, his face contorted with rage and disbelief. His usually composed demeanor was nowhere to be found; instead, a raw fury burned in his eyes, the kind that only comes from knowing the devastation before them was orchestrated, deliberate.With a primal roar of frustration, Ironwood slammed his fist into a nearby metal wall, the sound of his knuckles striking the cold steel echoing through the ruined Colosseum. "RAGH!" His voice cracked with anger, the walls around him shaking from the force of his blow.Ironwood's breathing was heavy, and ragged, as though he was struggling to control the storm brewing inside him.He pulled his metal hand back, his eyes burned with a dangerous intensity. His gaze was locked onto the broken arena outside, where smoke and flames curled up from the wreckage, where the remnants of the attack were already being blamed on Atlas."THEY'RE FRAMING ATLAS!" Ironwood shouted, his voice now a roar that cut through the cacophony of pain and destruction. His hands balled into fists, trembling with fury. He stepped back and kicked a nearby metal chair with all his might, sending it careening out the shattered window, where it vanished into the smoke-filled air.Glynda and Ozpin flinched at the violent outburst, but they knew Ironwood was right. This wasn't just an attack on Vale—it was a calculated move to shift the blame. The very fabric of their world was being twisted, and they were powerless to stop it.Beacon AcademyThe Beacon students including Team RWBY, Team JNPR, and Rinko Schnee—had successfully disabled the Atlassian androids, rendering them much less of a threat. The sound of sparking machines and broken gears echoed as the last of the androids crumpled to the ground, their once-imposing forms now powerless. For a brief moment, they stood victorious, weapons still at the ready, their breaths heavy in the tense air.Then, the Beacon radio crackled to life, its distorted message sending chills through the air."This time, Atlas will conquer everything. You will kneel to Atlas' power."The words rang out like a death knell, leaving an ominous weight on their shoulders. A sinister truth was becoming clearer with each passing second: the battle was far from over.Rinko Schnee, his sword still dripping with the remnants of the last disabled android, paused. His gaze turned to the horizon, his sharp eyes catching sight of the Amity Colosseum in the distance. Something felt wrong—an instinctual knot forming in his gut.Before he could react, a deafening roar ripped through the sky.His heart sank as a massive Atlassian airship launched a barrage of missiles toward the Colosseum and the nearby Atlassian airships. The missiles tore through the sky like falling stars, each one carrying the promise of destruction.The airships were the first to fall. Explosions erupted in the air as the missiles struck, sending the ships plummeting to the ground in fiery arcs. The deafening boom of each explosion rattled the ground beneath them, shaking Beacon's very foundations. The Colosseum, though battered, remained standing—barely.But then, the unthinkable happened.The Atlassian aircraft above gathered energy in its massive cannon. The glow of the weapon intensified, filling the sky with an eerie light. With a deafening blast, the cannon released a beam of raw energy that collided with the Colosseum, sending a shockwave through the arena. The impact was so forceful that the entire structure tilted violently to one side, its foundations groaning under the weight of the assault.Everyone in Beacon stood frozen, eyes wide in horror, as they watched the mighty Amity Colosseum—the symbol of Remnant's hope and unity—begin to crumble. The once-proud coliseum groaned, its walls cracking, the ground beneath it giving way as it descended toward the earth."No...!" Nora's voice was barely a whisper, the pain in her tone cutting through the shock that had gripped them all. Her eyes were locked on the Colosseum as if, somehow, staring hard enough might make it stop.Ruby stood beside her, her mouth agape, unable to speak. Gasp! The words were caught in her throat as the world they had fought to protect shattered before their eyes.The Colosseum, a symbol of so much for so many, finally crashed into the soil beneath it with a cataclysmic thud. The ground trembled as dust and debris flew into the air, and a heavy silence followed the deafening crash.Beacon's students could only stand in stunned disbelief, unable to process the magnitude of what they had just witnessed. The Colosseum—their beacon of hope—was no more.[End]