The scene opens to Y/N flying at the direction towards Beacon, everything seems to be smooth flying.

Your mind:' Hmm, you said it was this direction Summer?'

Summer:' Yes, you're heading the right way. I have to say, you're quite the pilot to fly your own ships, aside Commanding one.'

You:' It's no biggie, I had many teachers that taught me how to fly. The fighter comes with Rapid-fire Laser Cannons, along with Ion Cannons to immobilize enemy vehicles. However the other option is with Concusion Missle Launchers, so I made the changes to this baby.'

Summer:' Wow, you sure know your mechanics. I'm not much of an engineer, but I do know my way of combat at fighting Grimm, so uh. . . Yeah.'

You:' You ok?'

Summer:' Yeah, I'm just. . . '

The conversation was interrupted when R4 was Beeping for attention.

You:" What is it buddy?"

R4:[Beep Beep Bwoop]

You:" We're at the coordinates already? Well then let's. . . See. . Whoa."

The ship flies over the great of the sea, and it looks like a castle can be seen in a distance.

You:" Wow, looks like a hidden fortress."

Summer:' There it is. Welcome to Beacon Academy Y/N.'

Y/N takes in the view a few seconds longer, then becomes serious again.

You:" Alright, time to introduce ourselves."

Y/N hits the accelerator once more, and speeds ahead towards the Academy.

Sitting in the top of Beacon's tower, a man with white hair, sipping his coffee mug, can be seen sitting on his desk, waiting for the 'new neighbor' to greet his presence.

Ever since his call with Qrow, he became more fascinated by the fact beings from outer space made their way to Remnant.

And he can still remember his conversation real well.

???:" Surely you must be joking Qrow?"

Qrow:" Believe me Oz, so many times I wish I was. But I'm telling you, these guys are the real deal. Hell, they're even more advanced than Ironwood's own soldiers!"

???:" Really?"

Qrow:" Without a doubt. Despite these guys not having any Aura, they actually take the fight head on. Something I've never seen in many years."

???:" Hmm. And their leader?"

Qrow:" Oh man, I think you're actually gonna like this one. That ship he's Commanding? He said that's only a fricken 'Support Ship' for crying out loud. And these guys have bigger ships to unleash Battalions for Oums sake!"

???:" And you told him to come here?"

Qrow:" Trust me Oz, I really think they could help us out here. And I definitely feel Something big coming from this kid."

Chuckling at the conversation, he can't stop thinking about the past events that happened in his past.

Nothing this exciting ever happened before, so why not give it a shot?

A 'Bing' interrupted his thoughts, and looks ahead of him.

The elevator doors open, and coming out was a woman with blonde hair, wearing glasses, and has a tablet in hand.

???:" Professor Ozpin? There's an unknown ship, not from Atlas, or any other military known to our database. Is there something I should be concerned about.?"

The professor smiles, taking another sip from his mug. Then stands to his full height.

Professor Ozpin:" That would be our new 'Guest' Glynda. Turns out Qrow had made some new friends along his travels, and yet they seem quite capable of handling themselves."

The now named Glynda had a look of surprise and disbelief. How is it that Qrow managed to make friends of all times?

Glynda:" And this person came on his own behalf?"

Professor Ozpin:" It would seem so. Please escort the new guest to my office, Miss Glynda?"

Glynda:" I'll make sure he is well acquainted to the Academy professor."

Turning back to the elevator, the professor sips his mug again and looks out the window, thinking of his next roles.

Professor Ozpin:" Show me what you're made of, young man."

Y/N lands his ship at one of the land spots of Beacon Academy, and R4 jumps out of it's Droid seat.

You:" Whoa there buddy! Take it easy, I know you're excited, but remember we're still new around here. So don't try to cause a scene ok buddy?"

R4:[Beeping]

You:" Yeah, it is quite the view huh? I'm beginning to like this planet even more."

Y/N heads to the back of his ship, and opens the cargo doors then digs to pull out a Jedi Cloak for hiding his identity.

You:" Hmm, seems alright. Might have to do for now."

Summer:' Why do you need a cloak? There's no need to hide yourself.'

You:' Not many jedi were welcome in different places. I still have to be cautious around here.'

Summer:' I see.'

While clipping the hood properly, R4 signals Y/N, and looking to his left, a person can be seen walking towards them.

You:" Huh, guess we're about to be greeted."

Y/N closes his ship's doors, then walks at the approaching figure, with R4 close beside him.

The figure becomes more clearer, and it was a woman that came, but something feels strange about this person. Was this the person Qrow warned Y/N about?

???:" You there! Are you the one Qrow has sent here?"

Y/N was a little confused by her tone, but he knew better than to upset a woman.

You:" Yes, I'm here to meet with Professor Ozpin. I was told he needed aid of some kind."

The woman stares at him for a half minute, then notices R4 by his side.

???:" Is that with you?"

Y/N looks at R4, then back to the woman.

You:" Yes, this is my trusted Astromech. This is R4-K5, and I can promise you he is well-behaved."

R4:[Beeping]

You:" He says it's nice to meet you."

???:" Hmm, I see. Well follow me then, the professor has asked me to escort you to his office. However. . . "

She stares coldly at his eyes.

???:" I have my eye on you. And you will be watched throughout the Academy."

Y/N gulps.

You:" I understand."

The woman then proceeds on to the Academy, with Y/N, and R4 following behind her.

Back with The Lancer, the cafeteria is filled with the rescued Faunus villagers, having food provided by the Clone Troopers that saved them from their fallen town.

After bringing the surviving town members onto the Cruiser, the Faunus were in awe about the Republic soldiers, and the Captain suggested they have a meal for their troubles.

Meanwhile, the two Huntsmen were in the medical bay where they were given medical treatment from their encounters from the Grimm.

The Huntsmen are seen laying in bed, with many questions going on in their heads.

Huntsman# 1:" Man, how did we manage to get this lucky?"

Huntsman# 2:" That's the eighth time you asked that, and I'm begging you, please stop it. I'm still tired as hell man."

Huntsman# 1:" You don't get it, we were this close to dying, and then these highly trained guys started coming from the skies, and just started mowing down Grimm in different directions. Aren't you a bit curious about that?"

???:" If you intend to ask questions, then you could ask me."

Startled, the pair see another one of the clone medics standing by the doorway, with his helmet off to his side.

Clone Medic:" You two sure are lucky we traced your emergency signal when we had the chance. The situation with the skies were pretty crazy, I'll tell you."

Huntsman# 2:" Wow, that would explain a few things. However, my partner and I would like to thank you guys, it was just down to two of us trying to protect the village, but we underestimated the amount of Grimm in the area."

Huntsman# 1:" Oh yeah, we thought we were done for."

Clone Medic:" No need for thanks, I'm just glad we pulled you folks out of that mess. But you said there's only two of you now, were there more of you?"

Huntsman# 1:" (Sigh) There was four of us. We're students of Beacon, and we were sent on a mission to clear out the Grimm forces lurking the area, we thought it would be easy to do but-"

Huntsman# 2:" We were wrong. So many hid in the trees, they were waiting for us. We lost our first member. . . She was only a rookie. . And they jumped from the branch lines. . ."

The medic shakes his head, he can hear the sadness in his voice.

Clone Medic:" I'm sorry to hear that boys, it's not easy losing a comrade, and I've experienced that same loss many times in the battlefield."

The two Huntsmen look at the Clone.

Clone Medic:" Do you guys have families?"

Huntsman# 1:" Yeah, but I think when we head back to Beacon, we'll be expelled from the school, we no longer have our squad so. . ."

Huntsman# 2:" Yeah, I'm not gonna go back out there for some time now."

Clone Medic:" I don't blame you guys, but remember, you're in our care for the time being. So get some rest you two, you look exhausted."

The two nod at him, and they slowly drift off to sleep.

The scene changes to the bridge, and Captain Flame is seen thinking on their next move.

Captain Flame:' Hmm, where do we go from here? We have refugees, but we're already down a month of rations so quickly. We still haven't heard from the Commander for some time now, and we have no idea where to go next.'

As if on cue, the Lancer's computer begins to beep loudly.

The Clone officer checks the computer, and a few minutes- he types the buttons on the console, again. And again.

Captain Flame:" What's going on soldier?"

The officer repeats typing.

The Captain starts getting a little irritated.

Captain Flame:" Oi! Did ya hear hear me! I said what's going on?!"

The officer stops, then turns to the Captain.

Clone officer:" You're not gonna believe this."

Confused, the Captain walks to the computer, reads the screen, then drops his helmet.

This startles the rest of the crew, but before any ruckus was made. . . The Captain raises his hand.

And he had a dead serious look.

Captain Flame:" Follow these coordinates. Somethings not right."

On board the Sith Dreadnaught, the scene opens to a dinner table filled with food, and going along the table, armored warriors dig-in with messy table manners, throwing food at each other, or making a ruckus punching one another for a different plate.

And at the end of the table, we see Darth Nemesis, sitting in his Hovering Throne, seeing the mess these so-called 'Mandalorian Warriors' are making, with Maul and Savage standing on each side next to him.

And they look in disgust at the group.

A bone flies at Nemesis, but with a flick of the wrist he slaps it away with the force before it reached him.

Nemesis:" (Sigh) How is it they create such a mess?" He leans his head in his right fist.

The leader of the Mandalorians comes to Nemesis, with a pitcher and two cups in hand.

Pre Visla:" My humble apologies Sith, my warriors haven't had a delicate feast for some time now, ever since our banishment we struggled to find great food such as this."

The mandalorian pours a drink in each cup, then hands one to the Sith Lord. Nemesis takes it and makes a silent 'cheers' to him.

Nemesis:" It's not the first time I've aided mandalorians, I actually fought beside Mandalore The Avenger during the old war."

Visla spits his drink, this causes the other mandalorians to stop what their doing, and look at the Sith.

Pre Visla:" W-wait, (cough) (cough) You met my ancestor? The legendary Shae Visla?!"

Nemesis:" (Smirks) Indeed I have, I met her when I was tracking down a cult group that belonged to a rogue sith, then she decided to change our deal to a competition. I'll tell you this, she had ALOT of gadgets that I still have no idea where she hides them."

The mandalorians chuckle at this, even Pre Visla was impressed about this Sith.

Pre Visla:" But the war was thousands of years ago, how did you manage to escape from that?"

Nemesis sighs deeply, leaning back into his chair, and rubs his eyes.

Nemesis:" It wasn't easy. After Bane made the rule of two, all of our people became so desperate, it was an all out slaughter for the Sith. And even after all of my accomplishments, he saw Me as a threat. I faced many foes from the old war, many were jedi, some were Sith, even my former 'Master', and most of all, I faced the great army of Zakuul. And I'll tell you, I've collected many trophies in my journeys."

Nemesis activates his Hover Throne, then turns at a different direction.

Nemesis:" Follow me."

The Mandalorians look at one another, and began to follow the Sith Lord, even Maul and Savage remained by his sides.

Lord Nemesis leads the group through the halls of his ship, and many were distracted by the different halls.

Finally arriving at a pair of doors, Nemesis punches a few buttons on his chair, then the doors open.

The sight of the room, the Mandalorians, including the two zabrak brothers, were literally in awe.

(A/N) I did the best I could with the room.

Nemesis:" Welcome to my quarters."

Everyone breaks from the group, and makes their way around the large room, some looked around the artifact collection, some looked at the old Sith Acolyte helmet that Nemesis once had, and the final group saw a shelf with different Lightsabers.

Maul was deeply intrigued with the ancient sith Lightsabers, he can feel the power drawing from each one.

Even Pre Visla had an interest in the collection, he even saw a strange Lightsaber that had a very strange design which looks like a combination with a Blaster.

He slowly reaches his arm to it, but another arm stops him.

Quickly turned to his side, it was Nemesis who stopped him, with a soft-stern look on his face.

Nemesis:" Please, don't touch that."

Pre Visla:" M-my apologies, I couldn't help but be curious about this Lightsaber. Who made this?"

The Sith Lord makes a heavy sigh, looking at The weapon, a memory he stills remembers like yesterday.

Nemesis:" It. . . Was my son's."

A wave of shock made it's way on Visla's face, never did he or anyone know that this Sith was a married man, but neither did they see anyone else with him but his Droids. Which can only mean one thing.

Pre Visla:" When you say 'it was', does that mean. . ?"

Nemesis was silent for a minute, then turns away to walk out his door.

Nemesis:" He died with honor."

The mandalorian stood silent, taking one last look at the Saber, then regroups with his fellow warriors.

(A/N) I am so sorry for very long delay! I've been very busy with family stuff, so don't worry everybody! I'm not giving up this story!

Also on another issue, I need your votes. Since I made our Sith character experience fatherhood, what race shall I have him married to?

Let me know, and I'll try to make a past storyline to future chapters.

Ok, bye!