In the Beacon Academy library, Team RWBY are shown playing Remnant: The Game. The camera pans from Weiss to Yang Xiao Long, then to Blake, who is obviously distracted, before finally landing on Ruby, who has been contemplating her next move.

Ruby: Hmmmmm.... All right... All right! Yang Xiao Long, prepare your kingdom for battle!

Yang was thrusting her elbow down as she balls her fist.

Yang: Bring it on!

Ruby: I deploy the Atlesian Air Fleet!

Ruby slaps her card down on the table. Yang feigns a look of shock.

Ruby: Looks like I get to fly right over your Ursai and attack your walls directly!

She makes noises like airplanes flying and bombing as she makes a bird with her hands.

Yang was feigning indignance as she points at Ruby.

Yang: You fiend!

Ruby is now ducked at her end of the table.

Ruby: And since Atlas is part of Mantle, my repair time is only one turn.

Ruby peaks her head up. She gives a look of surprise as, Yang can be heard laughing arrogantly.

Yang: Pretty sneaky, sis, but you just activated my trap card!

Yang shows the card to Ruby.

Ruby was visibly disturbed.

Ruby: Whaaat?!

Yang: Giant Nevermore!

Yang slams the card down on the table.

Yang: If I roll a seven or higher, fatal feathers will slice your fleet in two!

Ruby: But, if you roll a six or lower, the Nevermore will turn on your own forces!

Yang: That's just a chance I'm willing to take.

The two glare at each other.

Team JNPR were watching as Yang and Ruby banter on about the game. Ren and Pyrrha were studying, and Nora's snot bubble inflated and deflated as she sleeps.

Ruby: Nooooo!!! My fearless soldiers!

Yang: Eh, most of them were probably androids.

Ruby: Goodbye my friends, you will be avenged.

Yang: Not until I draw my rewards! Which are double this round thanks to the Mistral Trade Route!

Ruby: Bah!

Nora snored and talked in her sleep.

Nora: Oh. Have pancakes.

Yang: Oh, and what's this? The Smugglers of Wind Path?

Pyrrha cleared her throat and then confiscates a comic book Jaune is reading, trading it for a textbook.

Ruby: Bah! Bah, I say!

Yang: I say, it looks like I'm taking two cards in my hand!

As Pyrrha read Jaune's comic, a Nevermore player piece was tossed over Jaune's shoulder. Another piece bounced off of his head.

Ruby: Have you no heart? Nooo!

Yang: Well, Weiss, it's your turn.

Weiss: I have... absolutely no idea what's going on.

Yang slides up beside her and puts her hand on her shoulder.

Yang: Look, it's easy! You're playing as Vacuo which means that all Vacuo-based cards come with a bonus.

Weiss: That sounds dumb.

Yang starts looking through Weiss' cards.

Yang: See, you've got Sandstorm, Desert Scavenge... Oh, oh! Resourceful Raider! See, now you can take Ruby's discarded Air Fleet—

Ruby: Nooo!

Yang: —and put it in your hand!

Weiss: Okay.

Yang: And since Vacuo warriors have an endurance against Natural-based hazards, you can use Sandstorm to disable my ground forces and simultaneously infiltrate my kingdom! Just know that I will not forget this declaration of war.

Weiss: And that means...

Ruby: You're just three moves away from conquering Remnant!

Weiss stands and a thunder clap accompanies Weiss' overjoyed psychotic laughter.

Weiss: Y-yes! Fear the almighty power of my forces! Cower as they pillage your homes and weep as they take your children from your very arms!

Yang: Trap card...

Yang's arm appears holding the card.

Weiss: Huh?

Yang shuffles the pieces on the board, Weiss' pieces disappearing in a puff of smoke.

Yang: Your armies have been destroyed.

Weiss slumps in her chair, cries and whines.

Weiss: I hate this game of emotions we play!

Ruby hops into Weiss' lap.

Ruby: Stay strong, Weiss! We'll make it through this together!

Weiss: Shut up! Don't touch me!

Weiss hugged Ruby.

Yang: Alright Blake, you're up!

Blake: Oh, um, sorry, what am I doing?

Yang: You're playing as Vale, trying to conquer the Kingdoms of Remnant!

Blake: Right.

Jaune was now pproaching the table.

Jaune. Hey! Can I play?

Ruby: Sorry Jaune, we've already got 4 people.

Weiss: Besides, this game requires a certain level of tactical cunning that I seriously doubt that you possess.

Yang: Uhh, you attacked your own naval fleet 2 turns ago.

Weiss makes an annoyed sound.

Jaune: Bring it on, Ice Queen! I'll have you know that I have been told that I am a natural born leader!

Weiss: By who? Your mother?

Jaune: A-and Pyrrha!

Pyrrha: Hello again!

Jaune was now begging with both hands folded together.

Jaune: Come on, let me play your hand for a turn!

Weiss: I'm not trusting you with the good citizens of Vacuo!

Jaune: Why not? You've trusted me with way more important stuff before. I mean, you told us all that Blake is secretly a Fa-

Pyrrha darts over and slaps a hand over Jaune's mouth.

Pyrrha: Fun-loving person, whom we all admire and respect.

Everyone looks nervously at Blake who looks obviously annoyed that her secret is out.

Jaune: Right. That. Ladies, enjoy your battle.

Bows as Pyrrha walks away. Footsteps could be heard.

Sun: 'Sup losers.

Sun appears holding his fingers in a "peace" sign.

Ruby: Hey Sun!

Neptune was next to Sun.

Sun: Ruby, Yang, Blake... Ice Queen.

Weiss: Why does everyone keep calling me that?

Sun: I never got a chance to formally introduce you to my old friend.

Neptune: Uhh, aren't libraries for reading?

Ren: hank you!

Nora: Pancakes!

Sun: Shut up. Don't be a nerd.

Neptune: Geh, geh, geh, geh! "Intellectual", okay? Thank you. I'm Neptune.

Weiss: So Neptune, where are you from?

Neptune: Haven. And I don't believe I've caught your name, snow angel.

Weiss: Um, I'm Weiss.

Jaune: Are you kidding me!?

Neptune: Pleasure to meet you.

Sun: (to Blake) I never took you as the board game playing type.

Blake: Right, well, I think I'm done playing actually. I'll see you guys later.

As she speaks, she shoves Sun aside and leaves the room.

Nora: Women.

In Team RWBY's room. Blake as she sits with her knees folded to her chest on her bed. Voices can be heard echoing in her head.

Blake: Brothers of the White Fang, why are you aiding this scum?

Roman: The White Fang and I are going in on a joint business venture together.

The sounds of battle including slashes, grunts, gunfire, and Torchwick's laughter.

Soon, Team RWBY were entering their dorm room.

Yang: Ugh, we should have never let him play!

Ruby: You're just mad cuz' the new guy beat you! See, if you had just attacked when I told you none of this would have happened.

As they enter, Blake approaches the door to leave.

Weiss: Stop. Lately you've been quiet, antisocial and moody!

Weiss points at Blake. Blake's hand retracts from the door knob.

Yang: Uh, have you met Blake?

Weiss: Which I get is kind of your thing, but you've been doing it more than usual! Which quite frankly, is unacceptable! You made a promise to me, to all of us, that you would let us know if something was wrong! So, Blake Belladonna, what is wrong!?

She points her finger at Blake again.

Weiss is shown to be balancing precariously on a chair's back feet. She quickly puts the chair away and returns to stand near the girls.

Blake: I just, I don't understand how everyone can be so calm.

Ruby: You're still thinking about Torchwick?

Blake: Torchwick, the White Fang, all of it! Something big is happening and no one is doing anything about it!

Yang: Ozpin told us not to worry. Between the police and the Huntsmen, I'm sure they can handle it.

Blake: Well I'm not! They don't know the White Fang like I do!

Weiss: Okay, between blowing up nightclubs, stopping thieves, and fighting for freedom, I'm sure the three of you think that you're all ready to go out and apprehend these ne'er-do-wells!

Ruby: Uh, who?

Weiss: But let me once again be the voice of reason. We're students! We're not ready to handle this sort of situation!

Ruby: Well yeah, but...

Weiss: We're not ready!

Blake: And we may never be ready! Our enemies aren't just going to sit around and wait for graduation day.  They're out there, somewhere, planning their next move, and none of us know what it is, but it's coming! Whether we're ready or not!

Ruby raises her hand and does other random gestures, while looking manic.

Ruby: Okay, all in favor of becoming the youngest Huntresses to single-handedly taking down a corrupt organization conspiring against the Kingdom of Vale... say aye.

Yang pumps her fist enthusiastically and points at Blake.

Yang: Yes! I love it when you're feisty!

Weiss: Well, I suppose it could be fun.

Ruby: None of you said aye!

Blake: Alright then, we're in this together!

Ruby: Let's hatch a plan!

Yang: Yeah!

Ruby: I left my board game at the library!

Weiss places her hand to her head.

Weiss: We're doomed.

Meanwhile

As Omega's malevolent army marched forward, their presence cast a chilling shadow over the base of Roman Torchwick and the White Fang. The White Fang, a notorious organization fighting for the rights of the Faunus, noticed the upcoming army, prepared for battle, determined to defend their turf against this new threat. However, their efforts would soon prove to be futile.

With a swift and coordinated assault, the Grinders and Tyrannodrones launched themselves at the White Fang, overwhelming them with sheer numbers and advanced weaponry. The clash was swift but one-sided as the foot soldiers proved to be a superior force, quickly subduing the White Fang fighters who valiantly resisted.

The battlefield crackled with tension as the White Fang, driven by their unwavering determination, faced off against the relentless foot soldiers of Lord Omega's army. It was a clash that would test their mettle and their commitment to their cause.

The White Fang fighters, led by their charismatic leaders, stood firm, their weapons at the ready. Their eyes blazed with passion as they prepared to defend their ideals against the encroaching tide of foot soldiers.

The Grinders, Tyrannodrones, Putty Patrollers, and X-Borgs advanced with calculated precision, their numbers seemingly endless. They moved in unison, a relentless force fueled by dark energy and unwavering loyalty to Lord Omega.

The clash erupted as the foot soldiers launched their assault. The Grinders, with their metallic frames, engaged in close combat, their swift strikes overwhelming the White Fang fighters. Tyrannodrones, armed with advanced blasters, fired relentlessly, keeping the defenders pinned down.

The Putty Patrollers, their malleable bodies morphing to adapt to the situation, engaged in acrobatic maneuvers, testing the agility of the White Fang warriors. X-Borgs, with their imposing presence and advanced weaponry, unleashed a barrage of energy blasts, pushing the defenders back.

The White Fang fighters, though outnumbered, fought with fierce determination, using their skills and camaraderie to mount a resistance. Blades clashed, fists collided, and energy blasts intermingled, creating a chaotic tableau of battle.

Despite their valiant efforts, the White Fang found themselves at a disadvantage against the overwhelming force of the foot soldiers. The sheer strength and advanced technology of their adversaries proved to be a formidable challenge to overcome.

Gradually, the White Fang fighters began to tire, their forces dwindling under the relentless assault. Some even ran away.

Meanwhile, Scorpanox, a towering monstrosity among Omega's ranks, stepped forward, his sinister gaze fixed upon Roman Torchwick. With a voice that dripped with malice, Scorpanox spoke, his deep rumble echoing through the area. He grabbed the male by the neck and slammed him against the wall.

"Where is she, Torchwick? We seek Salem," Scorpanox bellowed, his intention clear as he sought to locate the enigmatic and powerful witch.

Roman Torchwick, usually confident and poised, found himself facing an adversary unlike any he had encountered before. Realizing the overwhelming odds stacked against him, he reluctantly revealed what he knew.

"Salem? I've heard whispers, but I can't help you find her. She's beyond my reach," Roman replied, his voice laced with a mixture of fear and frustration.

Scorpanox sneered, his immense form imposing and intimidating. "No matter. Once we find her, she will bow before Lord Omega, just like all who dare oppose us."

The base of Roman Torchwick and the White Fang trembled under the weight of Omega's army,

"But, I can offer you a proposal." Roman said.