A/N: Gotta say, when I get motivated, I get MOTIVATED. I managed to crank this chapter out in a day and was able to posted it the next. Sad to say, there won't be that much action for the next few chapters as I set the ground work for John's time at Beacon. Though you all will see some big changes to the canon storyline that I hope would make the late and great Monty Oum proud.

The pairing poll is really going off the charts as well, we now have only two fighting for the top spot. John/Ruby (which my readers are dubbing Guns and Roses), and John/Yang (which is going by Yellow Inferno). Here are the new standings;

John/Yang - 22

John/Ruby - 18

John/Blake - 11

A new pairing has taken the poll position, but there is still a good amount of time before anything is implemented, but for now I've dropped the poll list to the top three. Though to be honest I've been leaning toward the John/Yang pairing after seeing the first two seasons of the show. But I'd like to see where the voting goes before making the last decision.

Now then, let's get back to the story! (I own nothing).

Professor Ozpin sat behind his desk, hands steepled together on the surface as he calmly watched what was on the screen before him on the other side of his large office. Around him were some of his trusted friends and faculty members at Beacon which included Glynda Goodwitch, Peter Port, and Bartholomew Oobleck.

Each one of them masters of their fields of study in their own way, people who he could count on when even the harshest of situations presented itself. Which was why they were all currently watching the video footage given to them by the young marine who had been catapulted into their world.

It had taken some time to acquire the means to read the data from the technology that wasn't their own. But they had managed, and were now baring witness first hand to what John Grim had faced before winding up on Remnent.

Each professor was stricken with silence, awe and horror at the sights the young man had seen and endured. Some of which making them physically ill when they saw what the forces of Hell had done to the humans that lived in the strange facility on Mars.

So far, they had seen his arrival, his first assignment which resulted in the unleashing of the dark force throughout the facility. Then watching as John fought his way through the never ending waves of enemies as they tried to tear him apart at every turn as he tried to uncover the truth and find a way to put an end to it all. The professors had just reached the part where the teen had survived Hell itself and retrieved the Soulcube after vanquishing the Guardian when Ozpin paused it.

Each individual remained silent before Glynda decided to break the tension, "How much...How much is left?" she asked hesitantly, her stomach trying to handle the amount of blood and gore she had seen.

Even as a huntress, she'd never seen such brutality and carnage the likes of which these creatures, these demons, had been able to reap.

"We're only halfway through the footage." said the headmaster with a grim tone making all heads snap his way.

"That was only half?!" Oobleck exclaimed dropping his coffee mug causing it to shatter on the floor, the beverage long gone cold since he couldn't take his eyes away from the screen with everybody else.

"By Oum." said Port rubbing his brow. "How much did this young man endure? Creatures of such horror and power. Even in my youth such foes would prove very taxing, given their viciousness and intelligence. Even the Grimm would flee in fear of these beasts."

Ozpin brought up another screen beside the one they were watching the footage on. Bringing up data displays of the creatures, the Soulcube, and even the information about the ancient martians that the young marine had stored on his PDA. "If anything other than his combat prowes, Mr. Grim is very thorough in intelligence gathering." he standing up and approaching the screens. Moving some around so they could all get a good look.

"He collected information on everything he could get his hands on. Most likely to help him figure out what he was up against and anything that would be helpful in his mission." continued the headmaster.

Port looked at the up-close image of a Hellknight and stroked his mustash, while Oobleck was looking at anything historical about the creatures and those that had fought them before.

"Impressive, simply impressive." said the green-haired man as he zipped from screen to screen, a new mug of coffee in hand that had somehow materialized there. "The runes on this artifact are not known in any texts I have read. And the amount of power this device is said to wield." he looked at Ozpin. "And this young man has this in his possession."

"Yes. It seems to be the catalyst to what brought him to our world. Though it's true powers are still unknown to him." said the headmaster. "But from what I can understand, it is powered by the souls of dark creatures killed in combat. Which would explain how Mr. Grim was able to use it to defeat the large demon he faced when aided by teams RWBY and JNPR."

"The Grimm would be attracted to such an event by all of the dark energy and emotions, like moths to a flame." said Professor Port. "A nearly limitless supply of energy for the weapon. As long as the Grimm do not overwhelm."

Professor Goodwitch narrowed her eyes at the image of an Imp. "I can't believe Hell is a real place. Not once in all my years could I imagine that it was and worse than the holy stories I was told as a child." he turned to her boss, "Can we be sure that he is even stable on a mental and emotional level? Even a veteran huntsman wouldn't be in the right state after such a conflict."

Ozpin thought about it a moment before returning to his desk. It was a factor not lost on him in regards to the one they were concidering in adding to the student body. From the footage given to them alone, they had seen that John had suffered multiple injuries that he had to treat himself while in the field. Each one seemingly more devistating than the last. He himself had wondered how much blood the young man lost while fighting Hell's Legion and how he could keep himself going.

"That is one of the reasons behind this meeting." he said addressing everyone. "This young man shows all the qualities needed to be a huntsman, and his experience and skills would be something to benefit from not only for the students, but for us should more creatures like the one in the Emerald forest reveal themselves."

He steepled his hands together on the surface like before, "I'm not saying it will be easy. From our encounter I can tell that what he has been through has effected him deeply. Yet his soul remains unbroken and free of corruption. He is unique in more than one aspect, that much I can tell already."

Clearing the other screen, the headmaster started playing the combat footage again. "For now, let's finish seeing his journey. Then we can discuss our next step for Mr. Grim's acceptance into Beacon." the others nodded as they went back to watcing the footage. All of them hoping to meet this young man in person to see what he was really like off the battlefield.

XXX

"Gotta admit, this is one hell of a school." John thought as he observed the many sights and sounds around him. Velvet had taken him out of the dorm wing and through one of the many courtyards within the walls of the castle-like academy toward one of the main buildings.

Along the way he had gotten several stares from other students that were out and about. Some pointing him out and whispering to others while a smaller number kept their distance making the marine raise an eyebrow. "They're nervous after seeing you in action." said Velvet catching his attention. "The school watches the new initiates as they perform in the Emerald forest. We...all watched you take down that huge monster." she continued.

She was still nervous and timid around him, her long ears drooping a bit as she tried to make herself as small as possible. Which didn't help much when she was walking beside someone that was as tall and broad as her partner, if not more so.

"You don't have to be so nervous." Velvet jumped a little and peered up at the one she was escorting. "I'm not dangerous to those that don't wish me harm. And if I'm going to be a part of this school it would be a good idea for me to get to know those I might fight along side." John continued sending her another smile.

The girl's cheeks tinted a little bit, but she managed to send a smile back at him and stood a little straighter as she led him into the cafeteria.

Once inside, the marine scanned the room from left to right. A habit he had picked up back on Mars when he checked rooms for hostiles.

It was a wide, open space with tables and benches lined up from one side to the other. A large set of doors on the farthest end which must have led back into the school and the kitchen/grub line on the other side. It resembled a typical mess hall in a marine compound, but more relaxing and kid friendly.

"My teams over there." said Velvet pointing out a table where three others were sitting a few meters away, one of them female and the other two male. "If you want to grab something to eat before coming over, we'll wait for you."

John's stomach made that moment to groan loudly, reminding him of the fact he hadn't eaten anything for a long while. "Can't even remember my last meal." he thought while nodding to his escort before heading over to the line.

They had a decent spread, he'd been so used to MREs and quick meals in addition to the food provided in the mess hall where he had been stationed on Earth, he'd almost forgot what real food tasted like. Fixing himself a sizeable tray of eggs, sausage, bacon, toast and hash browns with two cartons of milk and juice. There was enough to feed two people, but given his level of hunger he'd have no trouble polishing it all off.

Having everything he needed, John made his way across the large room toward where Velvet's team was waiting for him. Now that he was closer, he got a better view of them compared to when he first entered the cafeteria.

The other girl wore a black barret that covered her dark brown hair, save for a long strand that was colored orange that hung on the side of her face with a pair of tinted sunglasses covering her face. A fashion magazine laid out before her that she was lazily flipping through.

One of the two males was about his height and build with tanned skin and short black hair. His eyes matched the color of his hair, but held a gentle kindness in them. And with the way Velvet sat close to his side meant that they were either partners or dating, probably both.

The last male looked athletic with darker skin compared to the first. His hair was dark-red and spiked, but his eyes where completely white to the point John believed him to be blind. Though with the way he turned his head in the marine's direction when he got closer proved other wise as he bumbed the barret wearing girl and motioned in his direction.

"So, you must be the guy the headmaster wants us to show around." she said closing her magazine before looking his way. Raising an eyebrow and lowering her glasses a bit to look at him better. "Got enough food there?"

John shrugged as he took a seat on the other side of Velvet. "Maybe, depends on how I feel afterward." he replied before he started digging in. Keeping himself from wolfing ever bit down the moment the first bite hit his tongue when he got the instinct to.

"Alright then," said the girl clapping her hands once. "Introductions. You've obviously met Velvet. The big guy next to her is Yatsuhashi, her partner. And the guy next to me is Fox, my partner. The name's Coco, leader of team CFVY (Caffeine).

The marine swallowed the bite in his mouth and shook hands with the team leader. "John Grim, nice to meet you." he gulped down two of his drinks before asking, "What's our first stop?"

"We'll start in the atrium and work our way from there. The academy's big, but no one's gotten lost. As far as I know." replied Coco. John nodded as he continued eating. Yatsuhashi looked to his half empty tray then to him.

"When was the last time you ate, friend?" he asked in a deep, calm tone.

The marine emptied another carton of milk, "Can't say for sure. My sense of time was thrown off thanks to...rather disturbing circumstances." he said being tight-lipped about past events for the time being.

"We saw you in action during the initiation." said Fox while leaning against the table. "It was pretty damn impressive, though I never knew a creature like that existed, guess the Grimm got an upgrade."

"I don't think it was a Grimm." said Velvet. "It looked, wrong. And nothing like that has ever been seen before." she turned to their guest, "Have you seen anything like that?"

John's back straightened, Coco raised an eyebrow as she saw multiple emotions cross his eyes in only a second before he answered. "I have. And you're right, it's not a Grimm." he said as he finished off his breakfest.

"Then what was it?" asked the team leader crossing her arms over her chest.

Looking back at her, Coco felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. Looking into his eyes, she saw that this person had endured something so horrible, so twisted and life threatening that it had changed him at his core. And when he spoke, it was in a tone that was both haunted and serious, something that none of them had ever heard before.

"Something, I pray that none of you ever encounter in your lives." the marine stood and took his empty tray to where they were supposed to go, leaving the slightly stunned team in his wake.

"That...was different." commented Fox scratching the back of his head.

"He's a warrior." everyone looked to Yatsuhashi as he watched John walk away. "He's faced combat and bloodshed the likes of which none of us have seen. Yet managed to survive each time."

Velvet looked at her partner confused, "How can you tell?"

The giant smiled sadly, "It's in is eyes, and his stance. He's constantly on guard as if waiting for an enemy to strike. When he came into the room he immediately looked over everything, looking for everyone around him as well as possible exits, only someone who would expect an attack would do that instinctually. But more than that, it's his scars."

CFVY all looked at their soon to be assignment, they'd seen the markings on his arms and head when he was sitting with them, but they focused more on talking with him then his full appearence.

Coco whistled when she saw the one on his head, "Damn, makes you wonder what did that to him."

Yatsuhashi nodded, "Indeed. Usually aura would heal an injury before a mark like that is left behind in flesh. So whatever dealt him such blows..."

"Must have been something very nasty." finished Fox shaking his head. They all straightened up when he came back, acting as though they weren't talking about him as they prepared to show him around.

"Now that you're stuffed." said Coco as she and her team stood. "Let's give you the grand tour." She lead the four of them out of the cafeteria and toward the front of the school. The whole way the fashionista keeping an eye on their guest as they explained where things were and the best way to get there.

"If Yatsu was right, and if what we saw duing the initiation was the real deal. Then this guy has got to be something big." she thought to herself.

XXX

Several hours slipped by, days worth of footage cut down to little less than half a day which had been good considering how draining it was to witness the events that led a young soldier to another realm.

Ozpin and the other professors watched John's fight with the Cyberdemon beneath the surface of Mars. All leading up to him taking the Soulcube and throwing himself in Hell's portal. After that there was a lot of static before the camera activated again within the Emerald forest when he woke up.

"Such sacrifice." said Oobleck, removing his glasses and cleaning them. "After everything, he was still willing to take that leap to protect humanity from the scorge that had been released."

"His world would have been in ruins had he not." said Port with something akin to pride in his voice. "A true warrior and hero! Though...it is saddening to know that his people will never know of his deeds."

Glynda rubbed her eyes, "It is probably for the best. Humanity was facing a grave threat that would have led them to extinction on his world. Even if they do not know how much one young man went through to save them, they'll never know of the horror that could have taken them." she said knowledgibly.

"Indeed." said Ozpin as he stood from his desk and faced the main window behind it. "My decision to accept him into Beacon is still final. I only wished for your input before I proceeded with where he should be placed and how to go about his education."

"He will need extra teachings." said Professor Goodwitch, taking out her tablet and going through a few things. "Given he is not from here, he will have to learn mostly about our world history, not to mention what we have on the Grimm and how to manipulate aura." she paused as she realized something before looking at the headmaster's back. "You knew all this already, which is why only the three of us where here to watch the footage with you."

Ozpin turned and faced them, "That was my intention, yes. I was hoping to ask each of you to take a little extra time to help Mr. Grim get up to par academically with the other students. I understand that it may be asking much, given the workloads you will soon be facing. But I believe that the effort will be worth it."

The two male instructors looked to one another and nodded, "We'll set up time outside of classes to help this young man." said Port proudly, Oobleck nodding in agreement beside him.

The headmaster smiled at their acceptence and sent them back to their duties before turning to his associate who was still typing at her tablet. More than likely setting up days where she would teach remedial lessons. "Glynda, I'm afraid I'm going to be asking a little more from you." he said solumnly.

Professor Goodwitch looked up and gave him her full attention. "Given that the people where he's from doesn't use aura, I can only assume that it is still locked deeply within his being. However, I am unsure how it will react when awoken. He's been through much, such events may not have broken or corrupted his soul, but there is still a chance that it could have been affected in some other way."

"I'll make sure to keep my eyes on him closely when I begin my private lessons." stated the huntress seriously. "Given his past training, I don't expect there to be much insubordination from him. But where will be be placed?" she went back to her tablet and cycled through a few windows. "All team positions have been filled. And, combat skills aside, having him as a solo-operator would be dangerous given that his aura has yet to be awoken. The only good course of action would be to place him on an already existing team as a fifth member."

Ozpin walked back to his desk, picking up a white pawn chess piece that had been sitting beside his terminal. Looking it over with a critical eye, he looked down at the rest of the chess board that had been set up there and the various positions that took up various positions.

"I already have the perfect team in mind to assign him too."

XXX

By noon, CFVY had brought John around the whole campus and were about to head back to the cafeteria when the marine felt his pocket vibrating. Taking out his new scroll and opening it, he found a message waiting for him;

Mr. Grim,

I hope everything has gone well today with team CFVY. I am sending you this message to tell you to report to my office as soon as you are able to finalize your acceptance to Beacon.

- Ozpin

"Looks like we're going to have to take a raincheck on lunch." he said looking at the team that had helped him out today. "The headmaster needs to see me, something about finishing up some things."

Coco waved him off, "Don't worry about it. Think you can find everything?"

The marine smirked at her, "No problem. It was nice meeting you, see you guys around." They all shook hands with him before they went their separate ways, John following one of the many paths he had memorized during his tour. Going down a couple of corridors and up a flight of stairs and into an elevator that took him to the top floor where the headmaster's office was located.

Stepping off, he approached a large set of double doors and knocked loadly. "Enter." someone called from within allowing him entry.

John stopped to look around the office and was immediately reminded of a clocktower. Large gears and cogs worked together and around one another above, and along the walls. He could also feel more moving beneath the floor through his boots as he stood on the metal surface.

Ozpin sat behind his desk which was at the far end of the room facing away from a large bay window. Professor Goodwitch as his side as he put his scroll down and addressed the young soldier. "Mr. Grim, please come in." he said motioning him to come forward.

"You wanted to see me, sir?" John asked standing infront of the desk in an at-ease position. Feet shoulder-width apart, hands behind his back and shoulders squared in the fashion he knew when addressing a superior.

Glynda gave an invisible smile at the show of respect, but Ozpin just smirked and shook his head. "Relax your stance, John. This isn't the military." The marine took a deep breath and relaxed a bit more. "Good, now then. As you already know, I've called you here to speak about your acceptance to Beacon. Everything is ready, however there are a few things I will need to inform you of first."

Typing on his terminal, dossier appeared on a holographic screen that revealed John's picture and information. All of which had been put into his PDA but altered slightly to match that of a resident of Remnant. "Compiling a dossier for you was easy, however, given that you know nothing about our world's history and various other subjects that are taught to the younger generations, you will have to take remedial lessons with some of our staff to catch up academically."

He motioned to the huntress beside him, "Professor Goodwitch will be one of them. She'll be helping you with aura study and usage. Your combat prowess is high-caliber, though there are things that you will benefit from other ways to fight."

The marine nodded seriously, "I understand, sir. What else?"

Ozpin adjusted his glasses, "I made a request with the academy's doctors. I would like you to attend regular psychological appointments. After reviewing your past...adventures, it would be considered a precaution to ensure that you weren't affected too badly."

"Psych-Evals, guess that doesn't change." John thought with a sigh before nodding again. He understood the reasoning, he wasn't unaffected by what he had been through given his nightmares and flashbacks. Last thing he wanted was to loose his head at a random point. "I'll be sure to go until I'm cleared." he finally replied.

The headmaster nodded to him and stood up from his chair, "Now that all that is taken care of, there is the matter of your placement. As you've seen with team CFVY, each team is made up of four students, each one with a partner that they work alongside in both education and the in field. Given that all positions have been filled, you will be placed in an already constructed team as the fifth member."

There was a knock at the door drawing the attention of all, Ozpin smiled, "And it seems that they're right on time as well. Come in!" he called to the entrance.

The door opened and four familiar girls stepped into the office. "You wanted to see us, sir?" asked Ruby as she, Weiss, Yang and Blake approached. All of them sending looks toward John before returning to the headmaster.

"I would like you all to meet the fifth member of team RWBY. I'm sure you're already well acquainted." said Ozpin taking a drink from his mug and leaving the girls speechless as they turned to John who regarded them with a smile and a shrug.

"Nice to see you guys again." he said simply.

A/N: And now things are starting to come together. Much like several other crossovers involving RWBY, I'm attempting to make it as realistic as possible (mostly around his lack of knowledge and needing extra studying and teachings while at the academy.). I've finally hit a strong stride with this, and I'm intending on keeping the firing going for as long as possible. So for now sit back and enjoy the ride folks.

Drop your reviews, and see you again soon!