Wake Up As Ozpin

Beacon Academy was under attack.

Not in the carefully orchestrated, long-game infiltration kind of way.

Not in the "we'll slowly weaken their defenses over time" kind of way.

No.

Cinder had just thrown literally every villain she could find at the school all at once.

Step Three Hundred and One: Prepare for the Dumbest War in History.

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Step Three Hundred and Two: The Beacon Staff Reaction

Glynda Goodwitch took one look at the swarm of White Fang, cultists, mercenaries, and Grimm approaching the school—

And immediately turned to Ozpin.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

Ozpin calmly sipped his coffee. "I have no idea what you mean."

Step Three Hundred and Three: Lie.

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Step Three Hundred and Four: Ironwood's Response

Ironwood's scroll buzzed.

He opened it.

Saw a real-time satellite feed of absolute chaos.

Paused.

Took a deep breath.

And then, in the most Ironwood way possible, he muttered—

"…I'm going to need more guns."

Step Three Hundred and Five: The Military Is Now Involved.

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Step Three Hundred and Six: The Student Reaction

Team RWBY and Team JNPR stood at the edge of Beacon, staring at the incoming army.

Yang: "Okay, I've fought some pretty crazy stuff before, but—this? This is a bit much.

"Weiss: "How did this even happen?!"

Blake: "…I think the White Fang just declared war on us."

Ruby: "Why does it feel like this is Ozpin's fault?"

Step Three Hundred and Seven: They Have No Idea.

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Step Three Hundred and Eight: Cinder's Grand Entrance

As the villain horde approached, an Atlesian airship loomed overhead.

The doors slid open.

And standing at the edge, bathed in firelight and fury—

Cinder Fall.

"OZPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!!!"

Her rage echoed across the battlefield.

Her soul burned with pure, unfiltered vengeance.

Step Three Hundred and Nine: She Has Gone Full Supervillain.

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Step Three Hundred and Ten: Ozpin's Response

Ozpin took another sip of coffee.

Watched as literal hell descended upon his school.

Then, after a long pause, he turned to Glynda.

"Well, this is certainly different."

Step Three Hundred and Eleven: Understatement of the Century.

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Step Three Hundred and Twelve: Battle Begins

The first shot was fired.

The first explosion lit up the night.

And then—

Absolute war.

Step Three Hundred and Thirteen: And So It Begins.