*The Subterrains, Vytal, Remnant; June 15, 2021; 11:30 PM*

Alex stepped up alongside Richtofen, glaring out at the vast landscape before him.

This landscape, which had once been scarred and maimed by war, was now pristine, even by Remnant standards.

Alex figured it was about time to completely wreck the place again.

"So, Dr. Richtofen?"

"Ja?"

"I was wondering.. How are the other doctors handling their duties?" Alex wondered

"Ze other doctors are doing well. They're trying to make contact with other universes, and they've created a list of new weapon designs."

"Nice. Should we let the Inquisitors know we're here?" Alex smirked.

"If you must. We have no clue how much time we have. Shall I notify everyone?" Richtofen figured.

"Not a bad idea, let everyone know and wrap their shit up, then let me know so I can give my little 'rallying call'." Alex ordered.

Richtofen nodded, speeding off towards the nearby intercom.

Twilight, glancing curiously towards him, followed closely behind.

"Let me guess. We're about to call the Inquisitors here?" Twilight asked.

"Ja.. I need help spreading ze word."

"Sure thing!" Twilight smiled, speeding off towards her friends, the Elements.

"So... You sure we're even ready, Twi?" Rainbow asked.

"Honestly, I think we can do anything now that we're together again! It'll be just like old times!" Twilight insisted.

"First of all, Honesty's mah thing. Second, when was the last time any of us actually fought?" Applejack inquired.

"G-Good point..." Fluttershy said, shifting in her seat.

"Look, we've got a bunch of badass warriors, soldiers, and eggheads on our side that this whole thing should be a cinch even without us."

"Are we even necessary? I believe our main threat is this 'Osiris' Character. We have no investment in this petty squabble." Rarity huffed.

"No investment? Rarity, are you hearing yourself?! Our friends' lives are at stake here!" Twilight shouted.

"My question, dear Twilight, is are you? Evan and the rest of his friends care little about this petty internal squabble, The Huntresses, Maidens, and Scientists are only here because of that brutish psychopath Alexander." Rarity retorted.

"Let's be fair, here. Yes, he's 10 pounds of trouble in a 5 pound bag. Yes, he's about as structurally sound 'in here' as an old, rickety barn. But he did help get those whosey-whatsits that revived us." Applejack shrugged, tapping her head with her hoof.

"Yes, but it was his wish that got us into this mess." Rarity stated evenly.

"Can I say something?!" Pinkie shouted.

"Sure.." Fluttershy shank back.

"Even if the wish revived every single bad guy we've ever faced, but it also saved a bunch of other people, too! I'd say it's worth a party! If... y'know.." Pinkie explained.

"My point still stands. Do we even need to be here?" Rarity asked.

The Elements continued their discussion as Richtofen continued to explain the situation to the others.

Cade, Auburn, RWBY, JNPR, Summer Rose, and Saisho were the next to recieve the news.

"So, we're about to reveal our position. We're sitting ducks." Saisho scoffed.

"Shouldn't you know this place inside and out? You are an Inquisitor, after all." Summer pointed out.

"Exactly my point. The Subterrains were meant to be a secret base of operations. It wasn't meant to host a full scale battle. Our operations on Remnant ground to a halt because of that invasion during the war, that's why Alpha ordered the chemical weapon attack on Vale. If it wasn't for the Ryders, we would've held our ground on Remnant for at least a decade."

"If that's the case, It's almost no wonder you lost the war. You kept your bases loosely defended and held most of your forces out on the front lines." Cade stated.

"Don't you get snippy with me, brat! We were the highest order of warriors in the whole multiverse!" Saisho roared.

"With all due respect, Omega, if your Inquisitors were so 'high and mighty', why did they lose?" Ruby demanded.

Saisho shook his head, and began to explain.

"For a time, there were several planets under our protection..."

"And by 'protection', you mean..?" Pyrrha wondered.

"Protection. We weren't mercenaries for nothing, you know. We would defend our protected worlds from all the inter-dimensional serial killers outside, and the worlds under our protection would pay us for our services monthly. This went well, until Alpha decided to dedicate most of our funding on weapons development/research and conspiracy rather than security.

"As you can imagine, the costs of creating new weaponry and methods for large-scale inter-dimensional transport and bribing the greediest bastards in each and every world under our protection started to... add up. Adenien was the first to openly oppose us. Worlds like Equestria, Remnant, and Earth, needless to say, struggled to keep the financing up. All they needed was an excuse and a lot of hope..." Saisho explained.

"You mean Alex?" Blake realized.

"...It was the perfect set-up. My parents had been war criminals for years, after that whole debacle on Kalos Ultra. In trying to kill their third son, Alpha had created the perfect storm. Alexander had essentially been the face of their 'liberation', that's why he'd been elected to become the Admiral of their combined fleet. It certainly didn't help that Alpha held a bitter grudge at him after decades of languishing in his own bitterness towards him." Saisho elaborated.

"So, what you're trying to tell us is that the whole war was a cover for a rent argument?!" Weiss demanded.

"That's... an interesting way of putting it.." Summer figured.

"Either way... The Inquisitors are back, and they're probably gonna put up a fight of some kind..." Auburn figured.

"Well, if they wanna give us hell, we'd better get ready to give them just as much!" Yang smirked.

"Then we better get back to training..." Jaune figured.

"LET'S BREAK SOME LEGS!!" Nora shouted.

By then, Richtofen had already reached the Vanoss Crew with the news, along with the other SCP Doctors, The Agents, and Kat.

"Already?!" Dr. Clef gasped.

"We haven't even prepared our greatest weapons yet!" Dr. Kondraki insisted.

"We won't have much time to prepare, but most good things take a little pressure anyway. Bright, what's the situation with our potential allies?" Dr. Glass coldly wondered.

"We've made some contacts, let's invite them over, and have some fun." Dr. Rights grinned.

"NO." Karis shook her head in disgust.

"They do have a point. This is such short notice, and we haven't even fully prepared for an assault yet." Mako nodded.

"Does it really matter?" Wildcat asked.

"What do you mean?" Kat wondered.

"Look, I know you guys are still a bit out of your element, but look at us. While Alex and Yang had their bullshit Super Saiyan forms, we actually had to keep up in other ways. If the Inquisitors do show up, even we could take 'em out. We have Gmod shit now, and a bunch of cool Zombies weapons, and that's on top of our GTA crap we've kept lying around. We've had 5 fucking YEARS to prep for this while the Inquisitors were fucking dead." Wildcat pointed out.

"I mean, he has a point. They won't be expecting the bald, half-naked panda man." Bigjigglypanda figured.

"Also, aren't we superheroes?" Vanoss wondered.

"I don't know, but I'm pretty sure Delirious is hyped on some DBZ shit too." Basically shrugged.

"KAMEHAMA HAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!" Delirious cackled as he fired a wave of energy from his fingertips, adding another hole in the ceiling.

"Yeah, we got this." Moo declared.

"I don't tink it's what we're expecting that's the problem, it's the shite we didn't expect." Nogla pointed out.

"What, you mean like Mini's girlfriend?" Ohm asked.

"Guys, it's been three years. I'd think you'd get used to this by now!" Mini shouted indignantly.

"Good point." Terroriser nodded.

"... Anyone know where LEGIQN is?" Vanoss wondered.

"Not now, fuckers, going for another Fortnite win!" Wildcat shouted from another room.

"AGAIN. THREE YEARS. THE MEME IS DEAD NOW." Mini shouted louder.

"Yeah. That meme died long ago. Now, Doki Doki.." Nogla mused.

"Fuckin' weeb." Panda rolled his eyes.

Kat promptly facepalmed.

"Is it a bad thing that I've been dead for five years and they still haven't changed a bit?" Karis wondered.

"I mean, it isn't a bad thing.." Kat figured.

Richtofen had already reached Alez with the go-ahead by that point.

"You better get back to your crew, Doctor. I'll take it from here." Alex decided.

"Ja... I should have told them earlier..." Richtofen nodded, running off.

Alex stalked towards the communicator, taking one last look at Yang, as she trained with their... her... friends.

"It's time to settle this score... for all of us." Alex sighed, activating the communicator.

The broadcast would be relayed all across the multiverse, with the assistance from Andromeda, and the Doctors of the Foundation helping with this project.

Alex sighed, and hardened himself, ready for his speech.

"This is Captain Alexander Gabriel Walker of the E.R.C with a message to a few old 'friends' of mine...

I'm sure everyone knows about the recent resurrection of some 1.5 Trillion people across 18 different universes. This includes the intended recipients of this message: The Inquisitors.

The Inquisitor Military installation on Vytal had been repurposed for our uses. We know where you are, and we know what you intend to do with your return. So, I'm offering you Inquisitors a choice... Either come to the Subterrains, and... ahem... finish what we started. Or, retreat while you can.

We all know that there are big things coming, Inquisitors. So either stand up and face them, or retreat, and live to die another day."

*Meanwhile, Ruins of Atlas; June 15, 2021*

"That utter fool." Beta growled.

"How cute. They've occupied the Subterrains." The elder Cinder rolled her eyes.

"What's our plan, Alpha?" Epsilon asked.

"We cannot make our assault just yet..! We need more time..!" Gamma stammered.

"Why? We already have 2 million men in our ranks, we have all our warriors and allied beings. And with our ships, we should reach Vytal in a mere day." Corvus declared.

"Not to mention, we came prepared... After all, it isn't about overpowering the enemy..." The Elder Cinder grinned, holding the Crystal Device in her hands.

"...It's about taking the little power they have..." The Younger Cinder realized.

"Men. Women. Spirits. We were utterly humiliated all those years ago... We shall not let that happen again. Not one person shall take a single step backwards. We will trample our enemies... and we shall burn down everything they've built. Our time of vengance has arrived. Like vultures, we will scavenge what remains. WE WILL HAVE OUR REVENGE!!! MOVE OUT!" Alpha ordered as the New Inquisitors boarded their ships and sailed towards Vytal.

Except for Alpha and Beta.

"Sir... what are you doing..?" Beta asked.

"I am not taking any chances..." Alpha growled, grabbing something in his hand.

"T-That's..!" Beta gasped.

"Indeed. The Relic of Creation." Alpha declared, holding a glimmering, gold and black pen, shimmering with a bluish glow.

*Meanwhile; Callan's Laboratory; June 15, 2021;*

"My creation... I will now teach you the purpose of your existence..." Callan declared, revealing footage of two shapes.

One screen revealed the Alpha Inquisitor holding a small object in his hand.

"What... he... holding...?" The dark figure asked, fluttering his wings.

"A relic. There are four of them on Remnant alone..! One is in his hands... the Relic of Creation..!" Callan explained..

"C-Cr... Cre-at-ion..?" The figure tilted his head in slight confusion.

"Yes..! The ability to shape something to it's creator's desires..! Another, I know of... is here..!" Callan elaborated, changing the footage to Alex and Corvus' battle in Lithia.

"Who... are they...?"

"That is Alex Walker. Currently, he's the captain of an army... I'll get to him sooner than later... and that is Raven Branwen, leader of the Branwen Tribe, later renamed the Corvus Tribe... and in her hand is the relic of Destruction."

"Destruction...? What.. is that?"

"Destruction is the act of wiping away something, destroying it... rendering it into... nothing.." Callan continued.

"And what... is that?" The figure asked, pointing to a screen showing security camera footage of a dark, inhuman figure.

"That is the next step in your evolution... SCP-682." Callan added.

"Father..?" The creature asked.

"Yes?" Callan regained his focus.

"Everyone has a name.... but... what is my name..?"

Callan's expression changed from crazed to.. fatherly in a way.

"You... are my greatest creation.. You... are my Osiris." Callan declared proudly.