Escape From Remnant: A Tarkov X RWBY Crossover

Chapter 29: Memory Scraper

"Something isn't right..." Winter muttered to herself. She felt as if she was suspended in nothingness. The simulator was up and running, but it was all black. She tried looking down, but there was nothing. The simulator operator would've said something by now...it should've given them a selection of preset training missions near immediately after getting plugged in.

"Operator?! What's going on!!!" She yells out in vain but is only met by the echoes of her own deafening voice.

"Hey, Winter? That you?? What the fucks going on?!" Texas called out from the void, his voice coming from nowhere yet everywhere at the same time. He was confused, distraught, unsure if what was happening normal or not.

"I don't know! I've used this thing before so many times and this never happens!" Suddenly the world becomes fleshed out before their eyes. Streets, buildings, trees, burnt out cars, broken windows, dead bodies, abandoned military vehicles. In a jiffy the 2 of them found themselves materialised in a place Texas never wanted to return to.

The streets of Tarkov. They were on the steps of cinema that lead to the park between 2 streets. It was surreal to Texas, going from paradise remnant back to Tarkov hell. "Winter...what the fuck is this...?" He mutters staring into the distant blue skies and burning skyscrapers of the city.

"I don't know...its not supposed to work like this..." Winter looks around in confusion, a city like this wasn't completely alien but still very different and just plain old. A city as big as this being in such ruin was like the old stories of the great war when whole armies fought over cities and towns ruining them in the violent process.

"Winter, turn off the fucking machine now." He demanded, a simple request that couldn't be granted because there was no way to speak to the operator. Winter had tried it before and the radio that usually spawned with them wasn't while Texas had no idea how this thing worked.

"I can't..."

"Then what can we do to make it turn off...?"

"Complete the mission...?"

Just then a search and destroy mission appeared at the top of their vision except it was all glitched out half readable but still got the point across. At least it told them they had a some sort of advanced GPS navigator that looked vaguely like a Geiger counter. The GPS would always point in the location of their objective so it was really handy to have rather than searching every bit of this simulation for it.

"Then let's destroy this fucking-" Texas was cut off, a distant mosin nagant shot nearly found its way into Winter's skull missing and hitting the brick floor next to her. There was slurred shouting in Russian from the park bellow them, it was a group of scavs moving to kill.

Texas immediately takes cover behind a metal panel propped up as a sort of makeshift cover with Winter following suit. The scavs fire blindly at the cover, a mixture of shotguns and rifle rounds, one even jamming because of the piss poor maintinence scavs put their guns through.

"Fuck we got scavs now...is this bloody thing using my memories as a training simulator?"

"Your telling me this is from your memory?!" Winter tries to get a good look but she nearly gets her head taken off by a double barrel shotgun. Texas swears internally thinking the cat is out of the bag about him not being of her world believing now he should tell the truth to Winter. But not now, now was time to kill those fucking annoying scavs.

"I'll explain later." Texas shoulders his RD-704 and leans just so out of cover flipping the magnifier to 3x zoom. The first scav that makes his reticle gets his brains blown out immediately, like rats they panic and scramble with some running away and others staying to fight. Winter looks out and begins to summon some Glyphs but a scav scores a lucky shot with a SKS into her arm. She falls back, the impact of the shot sending her to the ground.