Life have not being fair with anyone's to begin with as everyone will have different opinions and trials just in there very life and things doesn't ever go to begin with as we planned for the very future as it doesn't matter whoever you are or Where are you from to begin with hero or villain. But then as sometimes when things do go as the very ways you wanted but as the results are not sometimes You ever expected as things might or are going to go bad to worse or good to great, But do not lose yourself or your path in life then you can only pray to make sure get to go through it all and then live past it's and then through those experience's and just as lesson make sure but Make sure the future path is clear for yourself and just other's like yourself even it means there's was only darkness ahead of your path.
But fate rarely call's upon at our moment of choosing. But they say fate is cruel sometimes and that couldn't possibly be any more true for As for the very knight of remnant for Jaune arc As very long time age He was abandoned by his very Friend's he made back in the very Arcade his very home and they only became his friends was because they wanted to sleep and know his very sisters personally and their eyes he was just a failure or just in other words a loser but then in truth when the very time came he was betrayed by them as He looked up to and then he decided that it was time that he ask his father to train him again but thing's in go out as planned and then he took a strolled into the forest at midnight but then without mercy Grimm just ambush him and he remembers that he died that very some night but then again why is he running away ho it is easy because he is just scared and as he lost his very path again as he's try to redirect his very current locations as he just look around his surroundings and it was just darkness so this is why his parents and the villagers around here don't adventure out in the dark or in the forest as anyone can get lost here as this is primal hunting ground for Grimm's as then he had a idea efficient that if he's just can't go back home then he should be going back to the three house instead.
As then that was Jaune next plan of action and as he just started to run toward's the familiar looking tree's and then he is nearing there's now has then after few more minutes he was there in front of the tree house and he started to climb it and then opening the similar and yet familiar front door and then quickly entering in before closing the door behind him as he lied on the very sofa come bed you had installed in it as well as a mini fridge and as even a washing machine and many other appliances that's want use in the house and the fun part is place runs on solar energy as it's was just a genius part as this was basically but temporary home to him and his friend cinder fall as she just had being around the town's and he heard that she is visiting so many different kingdoms as it's was some kind of her business trip that's is working for some person and it happens to be that they paying her quite good money and she becomes a full fledge Hunteruss and she's is there very personal bodyguard as she's told him and he was so jealous of her business he just wished he's gone with her and he just lay down and not realising it as he started to sleep on the very sofa as anwhere of his very surrounding and his situation at the moment.
As I thought live was so simple back then as that you just don't realise the choices and the danger that was working around you as you had someone beside you even in that dark times and never realised that's truth. he found something else entirely his true friend as his true family and his true love by that time now that was in the past now It's more than three years by now has He remembers as how everyone he cared for so long ago as he fell one by one but at first the people's that he always thought about them or cared about him the most were the worst at that time as everything's was slow and poisonous at the same time he is confused.
The scars and burns that they had left behind on him behind or just truly heartbroken as were very evident under his clothes and as armor labeled onto his very skin as his body was beaten up so many times that's he lost count but in reality he doesn't care's anymore. As the most noticeable one just stretching down from his right shoulder to the very centre of his chest in a diagonal path-the remains of a large, as deep scratch that was given to him by a truly evil woman with jet as black hair with gold eye's With fire in them has He will always remember her as the very root and has cause of his problem to begin with. Though what was oddly strange was about that situation is that he could only remember so little about her now as times started to move forward, as if someone had intentionally tried to alter his memory but failed to eradicate it all in time's. What remained of her in his broken mind was a scene that's he could recall so easily has if it happened only yesterday but so much has happened and as he just looked around his surrounding's and the place lives.
But All of that bad things happened to him He kept on moving forward try to reach to his primal destination in his life and fulfill his duty and one day He will fulfill it and then he will lay down his arms and then he's shall rest as he has fulfilled his duty as a huntsman and as an arc warrior of his Kingdom and family and he just must fulfill his duty' But until then he must wait and he must only train and hardness his skill until it comes to time to strike....." As he thought as warrior is what's i am...what i was born in this cruel world of ours and to be given my lineage and family name...and maybe as this was why his parents went him not to become one
maybe it was the reason why is he so dumb and very reason that he had failed miserably and if he's knows about just maybe he could have changed something and how i was destined to go down as they're have in the past and just then he could have saved her now.'
Thought a certain blonde knight breathing raggedly as the very memories pouring in and out of his mind and then he's struggled to keep his battle stance and himself alert as he was starting to noticed that he was not alone in this very forest as he's started to noticed that he was just then being watched by some thing or someone else in other words as he looked in forests.
Just others his very surroundings has just all around him were dozens of sets of gleaming red eye and just yellow eyes as belonging to various creatures of the night or something unknown kind of beasts as These new unknown land As He was within the dark depths of a mysterious forest in these are unknown land and
as he will survive this and This was in nightmare and he will achieve his very long lasted goal one way and another as it's was darkout and up above there stood glowing the crimson blood moon's surface cascading red light over the scenery has the creatures prowled closer to him and as he's was truly ready to face them head on and then his very golden and white armor as that was greatly battle torn along with his clothes to a certain extent, his face and skin sporting various cuts and bruises with a trickle of blood as cascading down his forehead as the enemy have started to attack him for all side now as he's held his spear and shield in his hand and then fought against the bear like monster's
Yet with his very broken sword and as his gear is very was new in a way but he's still had his very things with him and then the creature's started to attack him and it's was then he charged in as his Steel met with steel and then skin and steel and then block and the steel again as then it was again with glass, glass on steel, metal on bone and flesh and as Fire, fire and as more fire. Bared teeth, insults thrown, sand turned to liquid a dozen times over and then he kill another one and it was then he kept on going as Stubborn on stubborn, defiant, and then with prideful, and it was hateful, and then it became cruel as time goes on and as then he
Met two people as so very alike and alike they fought.
A warrior of fire and warrior of remnant fought against eachother and spite, and hate and fury. As she fought like someone he knows but she just more violent just from her comparison as She was like a angle of death and her blade was crimson with blood and she's just faced her opponent was an angle of light but for her it was something else entirely as If that's we're so why wasn't he dead already from dehydration but as he's just fought, she struck him down and he would get up again. He refused to stay down. To lay there's and die like he should and It's was infuriating more and more. Nothing should drive a man to such fervor, to blindly attack so many times knowing there's would be nice success he had driven her insane, that had to be the only reason now. He was a madman out for her blood for the moment as That's all it had to be as he fought on his now scratched up shield he will fight to his last breath and He will do what is must to survive and he will protect his very new friends and he will go home.
CHANGE LOCATION
ARCADE FORESTS TREEHOUSE
POV
Someone told me that act Kindness; an act of doing something selflessly for another person and she just believed the idea of such a thing to be laughable and idealistic at best. Humans naturally did every action with some form of selfish ideal in many mind and as She's experienced it countless times before; as be it those who seemed to seek wealth, and power, or just pleasure, or those who wanted that's feeling of heroic idealism to be fulfilled in their very deeds, but then as again Hunters of this very world as weren't immunes to this ideals as then beacon students seemed to be the embodiment of the idea. As She once believed in it as well and even hungered for true kindness, in all of her years as a child she's thirsted for someone to spare her a glance, to spare comfort for a starved girl who suffered but then one day she's found someone in her life and that was the blonde boy know as Jaune arc as he was just only ten years ago and he's helped her till his grandmother found out and demanded her to stay with her and work for her family and then as it was then the girls of the family didn't like her one bit at all and that was ok as she was assign to guard and to protect the house and as Jaune the most and his was her new madam's only grandson and as very future of the region hair as well and only an Arc can rule and as governing these parts alone and she's was assign to her new dutys and live in the Arcade and maintaining her very training as maid and bodyguard as well and as spend times with Jaune in the very matters of fact.
As time went on she started to realise about her very reality that she lives in as the world is not time as it is a heartless place to live in as the end she learned that kindness was just an idea that only the idealistic and foolish believed in, as those who hadn't lived through the real world and after more years living with the Arc household Her childish mind was squashed and as in the place of weakness, strength and power surged as The longing for that power....that power to not have to run, to not have to give way to others. It was far better has than make believe nonsense others spoke of this very from kindness....served just no one or that's so she believes as Cinder Fall just sat upon her very bed within her dorm room as she remembers the first day how she came here how everything change just from a single form of kindness from a certain boy and as in the end she owes him more than her life and she was even serve him in any other ways as possible as she still embarrassed about it but in the end he was a boy and as they do have to clean up their pipes once in a while and that's one of the few trainings that she went through obtain the right to serve him as then he just is coming in the right age as his turning 16 in a few days and she had a message from her very mistress that's Jaune arc had a fight with his father again about just becoming huntsman again as ' why Jaune is just let it go by now it was useless to convince something like that to his family ' As she thought as Cinder was told by his grandmother why they didn't want him to be an huntsman and the reason is quite understandable as after she learns the truth about this world and it very secret wars that are fought in the shadows now and it was she duty to keep him safe and till he's became a successor to the throne and then she was just a little bit tried from today very business as she thick as pale bandages wrapped along her abdomen and leading up to her chest, halting just beneath her breasts. She could feel the very constrictive material tug along the wounds from the night prior, the memory of what had occurred fresh within her mind but then she receives a notification on her very portable scroll as she's gets up and turn on the screen and read the message now
As then she started to read it as her eyes just widen it up as she got up from her very bed as she's then just grab her very equipment and then she's left her room as then Cinder went towards the forest behind Jaune as the notication told her that pack of alpha Grimm's have entered the forest as then it was issued that she needs to take care of them and has Jaune happened to be in the same place call it bad luck as she rushed in the forest as she changed into her black huntsnss amor outfit as it was dust fused and it's was designed for black-opes mission's and it's was advanced and it was quite old itself in old design to keep in the classic as she run and climb one trees to another tree and as she just scan for her master as then she heard just as something else as she was smelling something as it was blood in the air as that was alarm as then she just saw and heard something around east side and then she run towards that location as she come to the very scene in front of her as Cinder eye's widening up has Jaune was lay on the ground as he was blooding but then he was not alone as someone else was there as it just puzzle her as the most it was alarm as she just started to stair at the pair as she was going the very picture now ' this person just attacked her master as now ho he/ she is going to died now' As Cinder fall as started to releas her killing instant towards individual as then " Who are you and what have you done to my master!!!" As she question it as he/she just stared as towards her and before it started to clear it neck just before it show a middle finger to her as it just then as in a split second was was in front him and the both as just then her Steel met with his steel and as then him very skin and as he started to regretting to flip her as she is more violent then he interpreciated as then he started to block her blow as it just packs a punch has the very froce of her attack are on a another level and then
steel and then block and the steel again as then it was again with glass, glass on steel, metal on bone and flesh and as Fire, fire and as more fire. Bared teeth, insults thrown, sand turned to liquid
FLASH BACK
FIVE YEARS AGO
POV
As Two months had just slipped by since the fateful encounter in the Treehouse just unnoticed as it was just fun for the first time in her very life after how she was treated and used for so long and as everything till then as then for the moment, as it seemed as though peace had settled over in her very world around now.
Cinder had vanished from sight, slipping into the shadows with only one person knowing her true location. That person was Jaune, the young blonde boy who had stumbled upon her by chance—or perhaps by fate. In those fleeting moments, Jaune had made a choice that would alter the course of both their lives.
He had decided to help her.
And we will now see the fruits born from his help...
Yalena, the matriarch of the Arc family, was on a mission to find the steaks she had bought and carefully stored just a few days ago. The kitchen was her domain, and the fridge, normally an orderly space, now seemed to conspire against her. She pulled out various containers and jars, setting them on the counter with more force than necessary.
Saphron Arc, the second oldest of the Arc children, wandered into the kitchen, her bright orange shirt a stark contrast to her brown pants and scuffed sneakers. She glanced at her mother, noting the growing mess on the counter. "Everything alright, Mom?" she asked, a brow arching in curiosity.
Yalena straightened up, her head emerging from the depths of the fridge as she turned to face her daughter, a hint of exasperation in her eyes. "No, I can't find those steaks I put in here!" she exclaimed, brushing a strand of hair out of her face.
Saphron tilted her head thoughtfully. "Are you sure you didn't put them in the freezer?" she suggested, trying to help ease her mother's frustration.
Yalena paused, considering the possibility. "Maybe," she conceded, her voice trailing off as she moved towards the door that led to the outside freezer.
As Yalena disappeared to check the freezer, Saphron's attention was drawn to a blur of movement down the hallway. Jaune, the youngest of the Arc siblings, came barreling out of his room, a mischievous grin plastered on his face. His signature blue Pumpkin Pete backpack was slung over his shoulder, stuffed to the brim, with an old sleeping bag clutched in his other hand.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" Saphron asked, her eyebrow raised even higher as she took in his getup.
"I'm going to sleep at the treehouse!" Jaune replied, his grin widening, clearly pleased with his grand plan.
Saphron chuckled, shaking her head at her brother's enthusiasm. "Just don't forget to tell Mom, or you'll have another reason to be running," She teased.
Jaune chuckled, a playful glint in his eyes. "No worries, Saph! I already told Mom and Dad!" he said, his voice brimming with confidence as he adjusted the straps of his overstuffed backpack.
Saphron nodded, satisfied but still cautious. "Alright then, have fun, but you know the rules," she reminded him, her tone carrying the weight of responsibility that came with being an older sibling.
Jaune gave a quick, eager nod. "I know, I know—keep my scroll on and check in every two hours to let you know I'm not dead!" he said with a grin, the humor in his voice doing little to hide his excitement.
"Alright, see you tomorrow," Saphron said, turning to leave the room, but Jaune's next words made her pause.
"Oh, I'm actually sleeping at the treehouse all weekend!" he blurted out, unable to contain his glee.
Saphron blinked, her brow furrowing in confusion. "All weekend?" she repeated, trying to wrap her head around the idea. "Mom and Dad are okay with that?" Her tone carried a hint of disbelief, as she knew their parents were usually protective of where their youngest child spent his nights.
Jaune nodded rapidly, his enthusiasm unshakable. "Yeah! I told them I'd check in tomorrow morning to let you guys know I'm okay before heading back to sleep at the treehouse again!" he explained, his words tumbling out in a rush.
Saphron slowly nodded, her mind processing his explanation. On the surface, everything seemed fine—Jaune had always loved the treehouse, after all. It was his escape, a place where he could be a hero in his own adventures, away from the chaos of the house. But there was something about this sudden desire to spend an entire weekend there that didn't sit right with her.
She had known her baby brother to hang out at the treehouse for a few hours at a time, but never to sleep there, let alone for an entire weekend. Her instincts nagged at her, a tiny voice in the back of her mind whispering that something was off. But she brushed it aside, chalking it up to Jaune wanting some space of his own. After all, the house was always bustling with activity, and even his own room wasn't a sanctuary, thanks to their younger sisters constantly barging in, wanting to spend time with him.
Still, as she watched Jaune practically bounce out the door, a part of her couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this than met the eye. As the conversation drew to a close, Jaune bolted from the house without a second thought, his heart pounding with urgency. The cool air hit his face as he sprinted through the dense forest, his boots crunching over leaves and twigs as he dodged low-hanging branches. The path was barely visible in the twilight, but Jaune knew it by heart. Every step was driven by a singular thought—he needed to see Cinder again.
When Jaune finally reached the Treehouse, he didn't waste a second. His hands gripped the rungs of the ladder, pulling himself up quickly, urgency in every movement. His heart raced, not just from the climb but from the anticipation of seeing her again. He reached the top, swung open the trap door, and slipped inside, closing it behind him with a soft thud.
The familiar scent of wood and old tech greeted him, but his eyes immediately found Cinder. She lay sprawled out on the bed they shared whenever he stayed over, her form bathed in the faint glow of an old HoloTV, the one he'd brought with him ages ago. The soft hum of static mixed with the muted dialogue of some forgotten show.
Cinder's face was blank, her expression unreadable, but her eyes were locked onto the screen with an almost childlike focus. Jaune could tell, though—there was something about the way her gaze lingered, the way she didn't blink—that let him know she was enjoying it, even if she'd never admit it.
A grin spread across Jaune's face as he took in the scene. Despite everything they'd been through, moments like this felt oddly normal. He took a breath, breaking the silence.
"Cinder! I'm back!" Jaune called out, his voice light, carrying a cheerful tone that was a stark contrast to the tension of the day.
At the sound of his voice, Cinder's eyes flicked away from the Holoscreen, searching for him. When they met his, the shift was instant. The blank expression melted away, replaced by something much warmer—joy, something rare and fleeting for her. She sat up on the bed, her posture shifting as if she had been waiting for this moment.
"You took your time," she said, though there was no bite in her words. Her amber eyes gleamed with a rare softness, one she reserved only for him.
Jaune chuckled, walking toward her, feeling the weight of the world lift ever so slightly. "Had to make sure I wasn't followed by my sisters," he teased, though they both knew it was only half a joke.
Cinder smirked, patting the spot next to her. "Well, don't just stand there,"
Jaune chuckled softly as he settled onto the bed beside her, the mattress creaking lightly under their combined weight. With a grin, he swung his backpack off his shoulders, placing it in his lap as he began to rummage through it. "I brought something for you," he said with a playful air of mystery.
He carefully pulled out a few items, laying them out one by one: a loaf of bread, some canned goods, and finally, with a triumphant smile, a pair of steaks wrapped in butcher paper—the ones his mother had been searching for earlier.
Cinder's eyes lit up when she saw the meat. She raised an eyebrow, a rare smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Oh, and how exactly do you plan on cooking those?" she asked, leaning back slightly, her voice carrying a hint of playful skepticism. "You didn't bring a grill with you, did you?"
Jaune laughed, shaking his head. "Nah, I was thinking we make a fire outside tonight," he said, glancing out the small window, where the faint glow of twilight was fading into darkness. "We can cook them, sit by the fire, and watch the stars." Cinder's smirk deepened, her eyes narrowing teasingly. "Oh? Sounds romantic," she quipped, her voice dropping into a mock-sultry tone.
Jaune's face flushed almost immediately, his expression caught somewhere between flustered and defensive. "I-I-It's not like that!" he stammered, his words rushing out in protest. "I just thought it would be... nice, you know?"
Cinder chuckled, her laughter low and warm as she watched him fumble. "Relax, Jaune. I'm just teasing," she said, her gaze softening as she patted his arm.
He exhaled, feeling his nerves settle a bit. "Right...," he mumbled, still slightly red-faced but managing a small smile. Then, he gestured to the rest of the supplies. "Anyway, the rest of this is for you. I'll bring more clothes later, too. Maybe some of Saphron's—she doesn't need them anymore, and you two are around the same size."
Cinder gave a thoughtful nod. "Sounds good to me. The ones you brought from your older sister were a little... big," she admitted, glancing down at the once loose-fitting shirt. "But I made them work."
Jaune looked at her, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. "How'd you manage that?" he asked, gesturing toward the clothes.
Cinder gave him a small, almost proud smile. "I stitched them tighter," she replied casually, leaning back against the wall of the treehouse.
Jaune blinked in surprise. "You know how to sew?" There was a note of genuine admiration in his voice.
Cinder nodded, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Jaune chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, I guess I'm not the only one anymore!" he said, a grin spreading across his face.
This time, it was Cinder's turn to look confused. She tilted her head slightly, her amber eyes narrowing with curiosity. "Wait—you sew?" she asked, her tone incredulous.
Jaune nodded proudly, but Cinder's sudden giggle caught him off guard. His grin faltered, replaced by a confused frown. "What's so funny?" he asked, crossing his arms.
Cinder smirked, unable to suppress her amusement. "I just don't think of sewing as... a boy's thing," she teased, her eyes glinting mischievously.
Jaune's cheeks flushed pink, and he quickly straightened, looking a bit defensive. "Nu-uh! My mom says it's a really important skill!" he protested, his voice rising slightly in embarrassment. "And... I'm actually pretty good at it!"
Cinder's smile softened, though her amusement still lingered in her gaze. She shrugged playfully. "I guess so, but I've never met a guy who knows how to sew," she said, leaning forward with an exaggerated expression of mock surprise. "You're full of surprises, Jaune,"
He scratched the back of his neck, trying to recover from his embarrassment. "Well, I had to learn," he mumbled. "With seven sisters, someone had to fix all the torn dresses and patch up clothes around the house. Mom couldn't do everything herself."
Cinder leaned back again, a thoughtful look passing over her face. "I never thought about that," she admitted. Her teasing tone softened, and there was a hint of admiration now. "Guess that makes you pretty useful to have around, huh?" Jaune perked up at her words, his earlier embarrassment fading. "Yeah, I guess so," he said with a sheepish smile. "Besides, you never know when you'll need to fix something out here. Sewing's not just for clothes, you know."
Cinder nodded, her smile lingering as she looked at him. "Maybe you'll have to teach me some of your tricks," she said, her voice playful but sincere.
Jaune grinned, the blush finally leaving his face. "Anytime. But don't blame me if you end up setting a needle on fire, too," he teased, earning a playful glare from Cinder.
"Oh, you're hilarious," she said dryly, but the smile in her eyes said she didn't mind the joke.
Jaune nodded, feeling a small swell of pride in his chest. "I know!" he said with a smile. Then, with a playful grin returning to his face, he added, "But if you think I'm letting you near the fire to cook these steaks, you're wrong, I'm handling that,"
Cinder raised an eyebrow, her smirk returning. "Oh? And what makes you think I'd burn them?"
Jaune shot her a knowing look. "Last time, you nearly set the forest on fire!"
Cinder rolled her eyes dramatically but couldn't help laughing. "Alright, fine! You can play chef tonight!"
As they shared a laugh, the tension of the day seemed to melt away, replaced by the quiet comfort of each other's company. The night stretched out before them, the promise of a warm fire and the stars above waiting just outside.
The memory still burned in her mind, even two days later. She's racked her head continuously for what his motives could have possibly been. Thankfully Emerald had gathered some information on the boy.
He was a first year student, much to her distaste. Along with that he seemed close to the annoyingly persistent team RWBY, utilized a sword, and was the partner of four time Mistral champion, Pyrrha Nikos.
These developments were..most interesting.
The boy was closely allied with a group that's shafted Romans plans numerous times, along with being partnered with a maiden candidate. The fact of the matter is the boy is at the epicentre of nearly everything. She chastised herself for not having paid more attention, getting close to him could have proven to be more than beneficial. By now it was...too late, he had already pressed himself into her plans, along with the possibility of him having an idea of who she was..
Her own research had been beneficial. While 'Jaune Arc' was a name that brought out few results, his surname did bring about a good deal of results. There's a few resort about a man named 'Nicholas Arc' having taken down Grimm in a few villages, a hunter; presumably the boy's father. Along with numerous results of the war hero Julius Arc, the man that was of course on the statue of Beacon's courtyard.
Just like that, the stars aligned; he was more than likely some foolish warrior that wished to bring about glory to his family name by honouring his relatives. How...simple minded. She almost wanted to laugh at having put so much brain power into such a simple man. Even so, she couldn't allow him to run around spreading things about her, best to confront him head on and stop him before he could start anything and bring unnecessary attention upon her.
With her wounds healed enough..She stood from her bed with a coy smirk, ready to put an end to this.
One should understand their enemy before engaging with said enemy. Something she had been taught quite extensively during her training. This tactic is utilized across the board in multiple fields, this was no different. The raven haired woman sat off to the side within the cafeteria, amber eyes slowly swaying along the room in search of the subject of her current frustrations. Her eyes eventually laid upon a team of four students; the first was a ginger haired girl with bright, teal coloured eyes. She appeared to be talking wildly, speaking to a raven haired male that sat with a calm expression, the male in question possessed a single stripe of pink running along his bangs, his style of clothing was clearly foreign to vale, handsome in an elegant kind of way. Pyrrha Nikos sat next, her bronze armour shimmering in the light. She's heard much about the girl, the maiden candidate being..much less impressive in person. She appeared almost shy with her movements, hands held together in front of her as she eagerly listened to the final member of team JNPR.
Jaune Arc appeared fairly…..ordinary. He was fairly handsome if not gangly. A hint of solid muscle appeared to be developing along his body. His wild blond locks were unkempt, his sapphire orbs clear even from where she sat. All in all...he was rather boring as an enemy. If he could even be considered as such, he was more than likely a simple man out for the huntsman glory. A sigh exited her lips as she dropped her head before he could notice. This was..rather simple enough, she could simply approach him and 'thank' him for saving her, preventing him from going out of his way to garner attention for his deeds. Truth be told she was rather grateful towards the fool..little did he know he doomed his entire school with his foolish act of glory.
She felt her shoulders suddenly stiffen a moment later. His eyes..they were on her. She could feel them roam her, observe her… It was clear she was recognized, and as the seconds ticked by she felt her suspicion gradually raise. The tension within her body seemed to simmer within her gut like a kettle. Did he...know? No..she was being paranoid. Someone such as her could hardly be discovered by a third rate like him..
Yet his eyes wouldn't leave, she could feel them crawling along her skin. She couldn't stop herself, she raised her head and met his blue gaze with her own fiery gold. She saw his eyes widen for a moment as she instinctively narrowed her gaze, causing the male to avert his eyes a moment later.
This would not do..she'd need to corner him later. It was the only solution.
At that moment Jaune wished so badly that he could just crumple up the scrap of paper and hurtle it at Neptune's head like a baseball, wondering what could have possibly possessed him to ask something like this that could have easily waited another thirty minutes until lunch. Unfortunately, Jaune ended up being so dumbfounded by the sheer ridiculousness of it that as he stared down at the words on the paper, he failed to notice the clicking of heels moving across the tiled floor of the classroom towards him; not until they stopped directly at his desk and he looked up just in time to see Professor Fall's terrifying smirk.
"I think I'll be taking that, Mr. Arc." She said in such an amiable tone that sent a chill down Jaune's spine. He was momentarily frozen, but after regaining his motor skills he hastily attempted to get rid of the note by tearing it into pieces. There was absolutely no way that he could let Miss Fall see what was written on there and what kind of discussion she had become one of the subjects of, though it's not like it was any secret either that she was not only among the most intimidating teachers at the academy, but also one of the hottest in the eyes of the male student body.
Alas, when Jaune tried to rip the paper apart he fumbled it in his panic, and it slipped right out of his grasp and right into the awaiting palm of Miss Fall, who had anticipated such a reaction from him and was planning on intervening before he could destroy the note beyond legibility. His mortified blue eyes briefly locked with her indomitable amber ones before she shifted her gaze to what was written upon the note that she had just confiscated from him, and the silence that ensued whilst she did felt utterly deafening to Jaune's ears as they burned red from embarrassment.
"Mr. Arc…I'd like to have a word with you after class, if you don't mind." She told him, making it seem as if he had some sort of say in the matter, and all while maintaining that innocent little smirk on her lips painted with that deadly, dark red shade of lipstick.
"Y-Yes…yes ma'am." Jaune replied so meekly that his voice was barely more than a whisper. There was no chance of him being able to get out of this one; not when the evidence had literally been taken directly out of his hands by the one person who had the power to have him hang for it. He could feel the knot tightening in his stomach as he sat there trying to keep his composure while in his head he was running through all of the myriad possibilities that Miss Fall could come up with to discipline him for this. And what if she called his parents? He could explain that the note had only been given to him by a friend, sure, but wouldn't he still have been at fault for going along with it?
A countless number of worries and thoughts such as these preoccupied the hapless teenager for the remaining half hour of class until the bell finally rang to signal the end of the period and the beginning of lunch; a small salvation for many but for Jaune it being the beginning of the end.
"It seems that will be all for today; remember to finish your assignments and have them on my desk first thing next class. Oh and don't forget, Mr. Arc, I'd like you to stay after the bell…I promise, I'll try not to take up too much of your valuable time." The raven-haired professor's words sounded so innocuous, yet there was no doubt in neither Jaune's nor anyone else's mind that they were all too ominous. Of course, there's no way that Jaune could have possibly forgotten such a thing, which is why he remained seated there in dejected defeat at his desk while all of his classmates were gathering their things and heading out of the classroom. He picked his head up just in time to spot Neptune glancing back towards him, though when they made eye contact the other boy hastily averted his gaze and filed out into the hallway along with everyone else.
Well, almost everyone else.
"Umm…do you want me to wait up for you?" The voice came from directly behind Jaune's shoulder, yet he had been completely oblivious to its owner getting within such close proximity; so distracted had he been by the fears of what was to come when he was alone with Professor Fall. Somehow his nerves were almost immediately put at ease however when he spun around and found Pyrrha standing there with a friendly smile that conveyed such warmth; it was something that Jaune could always count on when he needed it, much like the redhead herself. Truly, she had become his closest friend at Beacon.
"No, you go on ahead! I'll catch up with you and everyone else in a little bit." He replied putting on his best smile back for her, though he had to admit it was made easier to do so just from Pyrrha's calming influence and presence.
"Are you sure? I really don't mind waiting for you, and I'm sure that the others would understand." She questioned, and Jaune couldn't help but chuckle as once again Pyrrha's instinctive response was to put the concerns of others ahead of herself. There was no need for her to dawdle around outside the classroom all on her lonesome while he was getting excoriated, yet she seemed almost eager to do so simply out of kindness.
Well, perhaps there was a little more to it than just kindness, but it's not as if Jaune was perceptive enough to realize that yet – much to Pyrrha's chagrin.
"I'm sure. Besides, I'm probably going to need a bit of time to recover once I get out of here, and the last thing I'd want is for you to see me while I'm still shell-shocked." Jaune maintained his position and Pyrrha recognized that she wasn't going to be able to change his mind.
"My apologies, Miss Nikos, but if you wouldn't mind I'd like to speak with Mr. Arc privately please." The voice of Miss Fall cut through the air of the classroom like a dagger, and both of the teenagers returned their eyes to the strikingly imposing figure of their teacher as she stood by her desk with a placid smile curled upon her red lips that sent another chill down Jaune's spine.
"Sorry! Of course you would, Professor." Pyrrha replied apologetically as she slung her bag over shoulder and made her own way towards the door which led out into a corridor that was gradually thinning out as students headed either towards the cafeteria or towards their next class. Still, she could not help but pause in the doorway and spare one last look back at her crush as her sat there alone, her green eyes showing their concern and worry, which Jaune found to be his responsibility to put at ease.
"I'll be fine."
He mouthed those words and watched as Pyrrha nodded in understanding, and then as she exited out into the hall to depart for the cafeteria and meet up with the rest of their group for lunch. Oh how dearly Jaune wished that she could have remained by his side though so that he could have borrowed from her immense pool of strength and her ironclad resolve, feeling at the moment like a wilting flower as he listened to the sharp clacks of Miss Fall's black stiletto heels and watched as she deliberately walked towards the door and pulled it shut. Now, he was trapped.
"Mr. Arc…I must say, I find myself very disappointed in your behavior today." Miss Fall began as she now started to take the same consciously paced steps towards Jaune's desk, her voice laced with the sort of passive-aggressive condescension that she seemed to have a mastery of employing on a daily basis. "To be so disrespectful to one of your teachers…it isn't the kind of thing that I would expect from you." She continued while letting her fingertip slide across the surface of every unoccupied desk to her right, until she arrived at the second to last row and was standing in the aisle right next to where the rattled blonde boy was seated.
"I…I know ma'am, and I'm…I'm really sorry about that note! But I wasn't the one who wrote it! I…I only just had opened it when y-you walked up and spotted it." Jaune shakily stammered in an effort to defend himself by explaining his predicament, hoping to at least lessen the severity of the punishment that he'd be saddled with. He wanted to look up and see if Miss Fall seemed sympathetic to his situation, but he was having difficulty at the moment even making eye contact with her thanks to his anxiety.
"Of course, Mr. Arc, I am aware of the circumstances surrounding this little misbehavior of yours. Actually, it leads in quite nicely to the first question that I have for you…who exactly did you receive this note from?" Cinder asked him smirking as she watched her pupil squirm uncomfortably at the prospect of being made to rat out one of his friends.
"I…I don't really know if I should…if I should say, ma'am." He answered, not wanting to sell out Neptune, even if it was his own stupid fault that he was in trouble to begin with.
"Oh come now Mr. Arc, you would merely be verifying my already existing suspicions. I know my students, and I have a fairly good hunch that it could only be one out of a certain select few." Cinder leaned up against the desk to the left of Jaune's and crossed one of her exceptionally long legs over the other, so much of them being shown off thanks to the shortness of the pleated, black skirt she was wearing. "So…who was it? Mr. Vasilias? Mr. Wukong?...Miss Xiao Long?"
"I…I'm sorry ma'am…I really can't tell you." Jaune sighed as he knew that withholding this information from his professor wouldn't do him any favors when it came to leniency, but finding himself unable to snitch on one of his friends like that regardless of the circumstances. For her part, Cinder was hardly surprised by her student's reticence. If it had been just about anyone else, she was sure she could come up with some way to grease their lips and get a name out of them, but there was a certain something about Jaune's willpower that she had to admit was commendable.
This only further confirmed to her that he would make for the perfect toy to play with.
"Very well, Mr. Arc; I understand your lack of desire to betray the confidence of a friend like that. For that, I suppose I cannot fault you. However…that does mean that the consequences for this will fall solely upon your shoulders. Are you sure that you're fine with that?" Cinder asked, supposedly to give Jaune one final chance to cough up someone to share in his penance with, but the vixenish educator truthfully using the query to set him up for the "punishment" which awaits him.
"Y-Yes ma'am…I am. I'll take responsibility for it." The blonde-haired teen's response came with a certain amount of apprehension to it, yet there was no wavering in his resoluteness when it came to absorbing the blame. After giving his final answer, he lifted his head up to see his teacher push off of the desk she had been leaning against adjacent to his own, only to instead now settle in by leaning her tall and slender frame upon the edge of his own desk, seating herself upon the flat, wooden surface somewhat and causing the hem of her skirt to ride up and reveal even more of her shapely thighs.
"That's very noble of you Jaune…but I still have another question to ask of you." Cinder informed him with a devilish grin worn on her crimson lips while he was now reeling from hearing her address him with such informality, something so out of the ordinary for her. "Who would you pick?" She asked it and the words hung in the air like the blade of a guillotine above Jaune's neck.
"Miss Fall…you…you can't possibly mean…I mean…"
"Oh, I do mean exactly what you think I mean." Cinder interrupted to cut short Jaune's panicked stammering as she now watched the boy take a deep gulp. "I have to admit my curiosity has gotten the better of me. So if you could have it your way, which one of us would you kill, which one of us would you marry…and which one of us would you fuck?"
As soon as Cinder finished saying that last expletive, Jaune felt as if all of the moisture had just left his body. His throat was bone dry, and he couldn't even muster any droplets of sweat despite his overwhelming discomfort as he sat there staring up at his professor dumbstruck.
"I…I…"
"I understand it's a bit unusual for me to ask you something so intimate…but try not to think of me as your professor right now. Think of me more as…as you would any other female classmate of yours here at the Academy." Jaune wasn't exactly sure that would help any; trying to view Miss Fall the same way that he viewed someone like Nora or Pyrrha was only serving to make his head hurt. "I assure you though, I won't use anything that you say against you, and I won't be offended by the decision that you make. All I want from you is honesty Jaune…and then I'll determine what to do with you from there." Jaune also wondered why she had to make everything sound so intimidating, even when it seemed like she was actually trying to be nice for once.
"If…if I answer the q-question…th-th-then…does that mean you'll l-let me leave??" By this point he was willing to do pretty much whatever it would take in order to be granted an escape from this classroom and the fear-inspiring presence of his twisted professor, but the casual shrug that Cinder gave in response wasn't exactly enough to convince him that this would be a smart thing to do. The problem that Jaune saw was that he didn't exactly have any better options available to him, and that whether he liked it or not (he definitely did not) the best possible outcome for him likely involved going along with whatever Cinder told him to do.
He wasn't sure if he was about to be incredibly brave, incredibly stupid, or a little bit of both.
"Well…in that case…I, uhh, I think I would h-have to…k-kill Professor Branwen…marry…Professor Goodwitch…and…that means I…I would…havetohavesexwithyou." Jaune forced the words to come out from his mouth, just barely managing to squeak the last bit out in a nearly unintelligible jumble but Cinder understanding him just fine nonetheless.
"Really? I'm flattered Jaune, and impressed. I was ready to assume that you'd try to take the safest route out of this by saying that you'd marry me, but you were honest with your answer." She was without a doubt extremely satisfied with getting this specific answer from the nearly trembling blonde boy, as it made the rest of her plan so much easier to execute from here. Before Jaune could even react, Cinder had swung one of her sensuous legs over him and promptly had seated herself in his lap. "And I've always believed that honesty should be rewarded." Her words were so coated in lust that it was practically dripping from them as they left her mouth and traveled into Jaune's ears which now burned red along with the rest of his face, his jaw hanging open but no sound being able to come out as he had nothing prepared for what to do when your smoking hot but absolutely terrifying teacher decides to straddle you in your chair.
"Why so nervous? I told you already, don't think of me as your teacher right now; I'm just like any other girl at this academy. Would you be so uptight right now if I was Miss Nikos?" Cinder's question came with the flash of an amused smirk that made Jaune shiver in the seat that he was now stuck in as long as the raven-haired seductress held her place on his lap. Even under these circumstances, he just couldn't bring himself to forcibly remove her; plus he wasn't entirely sure that he could make his arms work right now if he tried – or any part of his body for that matter. "Well…" Cinder reconsidered exactly whom she had chosen, though that did not stop her progress as she took her time undoing the buttons on her paralyzed student's vest since Jaune had already draped his jacket over the back of the chair earlier during class, "…perhaps that was a poor example." She finished at the same time that she stripped the vest off of him, now with just his dress shirt and tie protecting him above the waist. Cinder found herself hating just how many layers she was being forced to work through here.
"P-Professor Fall!! I…I don't think this is a good idea! So…please! I would v-very much appreciate it if…you…" Jaune finally managed to regain the ability to use his voice only to be met with one of Cinder's long and delicate fingers pressed gently upon his lips, compelling him to trail off while being shushed by the sexy, older temptress. So distracted was he by the physical contact and the intensity of her amber eyes gazing into his that he didn't even realize that with her other hand she had successfully undone his tie; not until she pulled it from around his collar and with one fluid motion wrapped it around the back of his neck and shoulders to draw him in towards her, pushing her hips forward whilst doing so to grind against him so that beneath her skirt his dress slacks scraped against the thin fabric of her panties.
"You really ought to relax Jaune. I imagine that most boys your age would be thrilled to be in your position right now. Don't you think that you should be just a little more appreciative??" Cinder's voice was so hot and husky as it came out from her mouth that it made Jaune feel as though he were about to melt into a puddle right there on the spot. Oh Dust, why was he getting so foolishly aroused?? I mean, he knew why he was getting so worked up, but it was happening against his will…wasn't it? He was well aware of all of the potential consequences that he'd be facing if he was to be caught in such a compromising position with his gorgeous professor…but maybe the risk was actually worth the reward?? Could he really be talking himself into going along with this?
Jaune did not get a chance to explore that line of thought any further. He didn't get the chance to explore any lines of thought any further, as his mind went completely blank when he suddenly felt his teacher's lips merge with his own.
After the initial shock wore off, it didn't take long for the hormonally amped seventeen year-old boy to immerse himself in the kiss, closing his eyes contentedly and allowing his arms to embrace Cinder's slim body against his own moderately toned frame. He hadn't actually kissed another girl since he was in middle school, but he hadn't forgotten just how wonderful the sensation of it was – even still, he didn't remember it being quite this good before. Cinder's lips, painted in that alluring crimson shade, felt so impeccably soft that he was afraid to bite down upon her bottom lip like he wanted to do so badly; even with as gentle as his nibbling would be.
Those concerns didn't linger for long however, as it was only a matter of time before Jaune felt the tip of his teacher's tongue sliding along his lips, and even he knew that this was the universal gesture for requesting permission to make a kiss even deeper. This was a request that Jaune approved of without hesitation, and he parted his mouth open to give Cinder the access that she desired. Now both of their tongues were engaged in a slow and deliberate duel with one another, each trying to get a feel for the other's movements and rhythms while exploring the new mouths that they found themselves in. All the while, Cinder had been continuing to grind herself deeply into her pupil's groin region; the result being a prominent bulge which was now jutting up against the constricting polyester of his black suit pants that neither of them could continue to ignore.
"We don't have much time…" It was bittersweet to have to break away from the make-out session that the two of them had both been enjoying so much, but Cinder knew that the longer she kept Jaune here, the more likely it'd be that someone would come looking for him. The last thing that she needed was for Pyrrha Nikos to come knocking on her classroom door trying to see if her Prince Charming was alright. That's why she got straight to work taking apart Jaune's belt so that she could set free what it was helping to keep in captivity within what remained of his uniform.
"Ohhh…Professor Fall…I can't believe this is actually happening. But…aren't you worried that you could get in…well…a lot of trouble for this??" It wasn't a particularly wise question to ask of her, Cinder thought, as she went about undoing the buttons of the awestruck teenager's trousers. Of course she knew what could happen if they did get caught like this, but what if she hadn't fully thought it through? Why give her any reason to second guess herself? Although perhaps that kind of naiveté was what attracted her to Jaune in the first place; something about corrupting his innocence just tasted so sweet on her tongue.
"Are you worried, Jaune? It's okay if you are, we don't have to continue." There was no real concern for this possibility in Cinder's lilted voice, and she knew there was virtually no risk of him actually wanting to stop now that things had progressed as far as they had between them. "Although I can't guarantee that an opportunity such as this will ever present itself to you a second time." She added that for good measure while curling her fingers around the elastic waistband of his underwear now that his fly was fully open, and Jaune shuddered at the feeling of her being in direct contact with his tender pelvic area down there. Just as she presumed, he shook his head from side-to-side to gesture that he very much did not wish to stop these intimate proceedings.
"N-No…I…I want to go a-all the way with you, Miss Fall. I…I've never actually had sex before…so…having my first time with…with you…it's the type of thing I could only ever dream about." Jaune told her earnestly; a rosy blush coloring his cheeks out of mild embarrassment from the belief that someone as icy and intimidating as Cinder could be would probably find that to be laughable. In fact it was quite the opposite though, as Cinder thought it to be rather endearing and cute. She knew now that for Jaune this wasn't just about satisfying a sexual craving, but it was also a way of validating his own self-worth and capability when it came to relationships with the fairer sex. That's why she felt obliged to softly place one of her palms upon the side of his face and caress him as her amber pools locked with his shining blue.
"In that case…allow me to make sure this lives up to all of your greatest expectations." With that Cinder tightened her grip upon Jaune's boxers and tugged them down along with his pants, at last granting freedom to his manhood which now stood fully erect and pointing up towards the ceiling of the classroom, twitching sporadically and reveling in the feeling of the older woman's fingers as they wrapped themselves around the base of his shaft. Jaune's head of messy, blonde hair tilted back and he let out a gasping moan of pleasure as he felt those same fingers slowly making their way up his full length before working back down again, being softly stroked by Cinder to get a feel for his size as well as getting him properly warmed up for what was to come. In her estimation, Jaune was probably in possession of a touch over seven inches from base to tip, which was enough to suitably impress her. It wasn't anything spectacular, but it was certainly well above-average; especially for a boy his age.
"Ohhhh…Professor…that…aahhh…feels incredible. You…you're the only other person who's ever…touched it like that." The soft moans were music to Cinder's ears as Jaune made sure to let her know just how immensely he was enjoying her treatment; as if his body wasn't doing enough talking for him with the way he incessantly throbbed in her hand and how his hips writhed trying to match the rhythm her vertical motions.
"I guess that means this will be a day of many firsts for you then, won't it?" She replied with a playful smirk before standing up on her stilted high heels, reaching up underneath her short, pleated, black skirt in order to push aside the front of her panties so that as she sat back down she could slide Jaune right into her. "Don't worry…I'll take it nice and slow for you." She felt the need to reassure him some when she looked down and saw how wide his oceanic eyes had gotten, his nervous eagerness prominently showing as he sat there at his desk watching his starkly beautiful teacher gradually descend back down into his lap. He took in his breath when he watched his member disappear beneath Cinder's partially hiked up skirt, and then he proceeded to let it all out in a whine of unbridled physical delight when he felt the tip of his head come into contact with her entrance.
Jaune was overwhelmed by the heat radiating from it and just how wet she felt to the touch; it was one thing to know biologically what happens when a woman gets aroused, but something entirely different to actually experience those conditions firsthand he now knew. He had to bite down on his own lip just to stop himself from wanting to cry out too loudly while having to suffer through Cinder's teasing preparation, sliding her damp and quivering slit against his pudgy head multiple times to coax her second set of lips to open up for him; and when they did they were ready to eat.
Instinctively, Cinder placed one of her hands over Jaune's mouth in what ultimately was a very provident move, as almost no sooner was her palm covering his lips than was he letting out a loud groan of bliss that thankfully was muffled harmlessly into her hand. She kept it there and allowed him to make as much noise as he pleased, figuring it would be near impossible to keep him quiet as she slid further and further down his length, enveloping him inch by inch within the confines of her private oasis while she did her own moaning which she managed to keep more restrained than her no-longer-virginal student.
"Mmmm that's it…how does it feel having me all around you? How does it feel getting to know the most intimate part of my body?" She asked once Jaune had finally started to adjust enough to the bone-rattling sensation of being inside of a woman to be able to regain control of what was coming out of his mouth, the entirety of his cock now being lodged within her as she sat back down on his thighs and made quick work of the buttons fastening his dress shirt together.
"Ooohhh Miss Fall…ohhhh…so amazing…more amazing than anything I ever could have imagined!" How could he give any other answer besides that? This was it. This was the pinnacle, and he was certain that no matter how long he lived, he would never again feel this much pleasure coursing through his whole body from head to toe like he was right now. The way that his lecherous professor was now massaging his bared chest and shoulders with both hands only added to his confidence in making that assertion in his mind.
uniform back on. Internally, he was debating over whether or not he should ask if this was just a one-time thing or if there was even a remote possibility that Cinder could be interested in doing this with him again, but ultimately he decided not to push his luck by doing so. Besides, he figured that if she wanted to have sex with him again, she wouldn't exactly be waiting on an invitation from him to make it happen. "I guess I'll go ahead and get to lunch now; Pyrrha and the others are probably still waiting on me to show up." Gathering his things, he started making his way towards the door while Cinder returned to her seat behind her desk at the front of the room. He was just a few feet away from exiting when she gave him one last departing piece of advice.
"Oh one last thing, Mr. Arc. I'm sure that this goes without saying, but just let me be crystal clear on the matter…if you say even one word of this to anybody, I'll personally see to it that your school life becomes a living nightmare." The words were so coolly and calmly delivered that it gave Jaune a chill and put just the right amount of fear back into him, which was of course what Cinder had intended. If he had walked out of here wearing that goofy yet endearing smile and with a newfound spring in his step, people would question why he wasn't distraught over the disciplinary assignment given to him.
After all, she had a reputation to maintain.
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become a Huntsman, when they had vehemently tried to stop him from doing so. He loved his family, he really did, but he hasn't given himself priority for far too long, always engrossed in taking care of his siblings as the only other man in their house.
be pissed at him, and Jaune knows that. After all, he can't exactly run from his family with his ancestors sword and shield to
He had grown hearing the tales of glory of his ancestors and was enamored by it, and wanted to become just like them. However, his family wasn't of the same mind as they wanted him to not become a Huntsman. But he still held onto his dream and seeing that they won't listen to him, he ran away with Crocea Mors.
And right now hHis family will e is in a bullhead heading to Beacon academy, but he is trying to keep his breathing under control as he has air sickness, a seeming Arc family curse. He had taken some medicine for it and hoped that it would work.
As he was thinking that, he saw a blonde and black haired girl talking, his hearing is quite good so he heard them talking and realised that they are sisters. Though he was surprised by their differences in appearance. But then the screen in the bullhead changed to show a bespectacled blonde woman as she looked at the camera seriously.
"Good morning to you all. I am Glynda Goodwitch, the deputy headmistress of Beacon Academy." The woman introduced herself as he watched.
After that she said a little speech before the screen went back to the show it was showing. He didn't find it interesting and looked around him as he hoped that he would be able to keep the contents in his stomach, in his stomach.
The bullhead however didn't make it easier for him as it shook a few more times, causing his stomach to churn as he groaned. The door opened but he was already at his limits, after all, he doesn't use bullheads due to his weakness, though now he wishes that he had at least trained for it.
He felt bile rise to his mouth as his hand immediately flew to cover it as he ran out of the bullhead, but he heard a girl's cry of shock behind him as he emptied his stomach. After he was done, he wiped his mouth using a cloth and walked away, not wanting to face the girl, lest he get a punch to his face, it wasn't his fault that he was weak to flying.
After that he walked and was met with the sight of Beacon and his eyes flew wide when he saw how big the academy is. He knows that it is a very prestigious one, but even he was shocked at how big it is.
"By the Gods..." Jaune muttered with wide eyes as he looked at the large academy.
'I just hope that I will be able to enter.' Jaune thought to himself as he hoped for the best.
There was still initiation and he hoped that he would be able to do a good job at it. He doesn't want to fall short after doing all of these things to get in. But he can only hope.
He looked behind him and saw the two sisters from the bullhead and the younger one seems to be gushing about the various weapons, with the blonde having to reel her in. He chuckled slightly at that but was glad that they didn't hear him, though he blinked when he saw the blonde go away with some other kids.
But before he could do anything she disappeared in petals as his eyes widened as he stared slack jawed at it. He watched her go before he sighed and walked with his stuff as he hoped that it would be good.
*BOOOOM*
"Now what happened?" Jaune muttered in confusion as he blinked.
He went to the source of the noise and saw the same black haired girl being scolded by a white haired girl. He was immediately taken by the white haired girl as he took in her form, and he could say that she is beautiful.
"Wow." Jaune said in a whisper as he looked at her.
Though he couldn't hear what she was talking about, he could see from the suitcases that the black haired girl did something and the cracked floor and smoke belied what had happened. He watched as the white haired girl walked away with a man wheeling her suitcases. The other students dispersed after that, while the girl herself is all alone as she stood there helplessly.
"Can't have that." Jaune said to himself as he walked to her with a smile on his face.
The girl noticed him as he walked to her and stood a few feet away from her, he could see that she was nervous if her fidgeting body was anything to go by.
"Hey, are you okay?" Jaune asked her with a friendly smile.
"Uh yeah, I'm okay. My aura protected me from the explosion." The girl said shyly as she rubbed the back of her neck.
"That's good. My name is Jaune Arc, short sweet and rolls of the tongue, ladies love it." Jaune said as he introduced himself with a smile.
The girl giggled at his words as she became more relaxed as she looked at him.
"Do they now? Well, my name is Ruby Rose, and I am here to become a huntswoman like my mom." Ruby said with a smile on her face, her cheerfulness coming back.
"It's good to meet you Ruby. I also came here to become a Huntsman like my ancestors." Jaune said to her with a smile as he felt a camaraderie with her.
"I see. By the way, what is that weapon?" Ruby asked as she looked at Crocea Mors.
"Oh this? This is my Crocea Mors. It's a sword and a foldable shield." Jaune said as he showed his weapon to her.
"A sword and a shield huh. I think I will be able to upgrade it though." Ruby said as she looked at the weapon.
"Uh yeah, this is a family heirloom Ruby, and I don't want to change how it looks, otherwise my dad will definitely be angry at me." Jaune said to her as he tried to keep his composure.
"Oh well, this is my baby. Crescent Rose." Ruby said as she took out her weapon and showed it to him.
"A mechashift weapon huh." Jaune said as he looked at it.
"Yeah. I made her myself. She can be a scythe and a sniper gun as well. I love her." Ruby said as she rubbed her cheek on her weapon, getting a chuckle from Jaune.
'Though, it feels like she is younger than me.' Jaune thought to himself as he looked at her.
"Hey Ruby, how old are you exactly?" Jaune asked her as he was curious.
"Oh, I'm 15. Professor Ozpin decided to enroll me after seeing me fight." Ruby said to him with a bright smile on her face.
'She must be a prodigy.' Jaune thought to himself as he looked at her.
"Well, you must be really talented if you had managed to enroll here early." Jaune said with a smile on his face.
"Th-Thanks. Um are we friends?" Ruby said with an embarrassed face before she asked him.
Jaune hummed at that as he looked at her as he smiled in return.
"Yeah, we're friends." Jaune said to her with a smile, having no problems with it.
Ruby squealed at that as she jumped and shouted about having made a new friend as Jaune laughed good naturedly at her excitement, as he felt a smile grace his face as he looked at her.
'Looks like it won't be that bad after all.' Jaune thought to himself as he looked at her.
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The two newly made friends went to hear the speech from the headmaster Ozpin as they saw many students in the auditorium as they were impressed and shocked by the people there.
"Wow, there are so many." Ruby said with wide eyes as she looked around.
"Well, this is Beacon after all." Jaune said as he looked around.
The two of them looked at the multitude of students in the place as they wondered what will happen.
"Hey sis! There you are." A girl's voice drew both of their attention.
"Yang." Ruby said with a smile when she heard that. Jaune looked at the yellow haired girl as he remembered about what happened at her bullhead as he hoped that she will be forgiving.
"Oh, I know you. You're the one who vomited on my shoes." Yang said as she looked at him.
"It wasn't intentional. The name's Jaune Arc." Jaune said a bit nervously as he looked at her.
"Well, vomit boy, my name is Yang Xiao Long. Ruby's big sister." Yang said as she smirked and looked at him.
"Um, could you not call me vomit boy?" Jaune asked with a sweatdrop when he heard her.
"No." Yang simply said as she looked at him.
"Hey, don't be mean to my friend Yang." Ruby said as she looked at her sister.
"Your friend?" Yang asked as she blinked and looked between the two.
"Yep! This is my friend Jaune. And Jaune, this is Yang, my big sister." Ruby said happily as she reintroduced them to each other.
Both blondes looked at each other but before they could say anything else the sound of a mic was heard as the students looked at the stage and saw Glynda standing with a silver haired man.
"Greetings to all, I am Ozpin, the headmaster of Beacon Academy." Ozpin said with a smile as he introduced himself.
"And standing beside me is the deputy headmistress of this academy, miss Glynda Goodwitch." Ozpin said as he introduced Glynda as well.
Glynda just nodded her head as she looked at the students gathered in the building. Jaune looked at the two of them and hummed to himself as he could feel an authoritative aura from the both of them.
'I just hope they haven't noticed.' Jaune thought to himself as he looked at the two of them.
As he thought that Ozpin started with his speech about how good the students are for managing to get into Beacon. After that he also told them about the initiation that will happen the next day and informed them that they have to spend the night in the auditorium for a day as they prepare the area in the Emerald Forest. After that he gave a few more encouraging words before he stopped. After that Glynda talked through the microphone as she told them about keeping their mannerisms in check and not do anything that might cause trouble for others or disrupt the activities of the academy, and also explicitly told them to call her Miss Goodwitch. After she was done with her own speech, she moved as Ozpin talked again and wished the gathered students luck.
"Well, I guess that was a good speech." Jaune said as he looked at Ruby.
"Yeah." Ruby said with a smile on her face.
"Damn. Miss Goodwitch has a nice body." Yang said with a smirk on her face.
"Um, just be careful so that she won't hear you." Jaune said as he looked at her.
"Don't worry vomit boy. I'll be fine." Yang said as she waved his concerns away.
"You're not going to stop calling me by that are you?" Jaune asked in a tired tone when he heard her.
"Like I said, No." Yang said with a smile on her face.
"It's fine Jaune. Yang is always like this." Ruby said to him with a smile as she tried to show her support.
"That is not exactly a good thing Ruby." Jaune said with a chuckle as the blonde haired girl had already walked away.
"Yang is really excited." Ruby said as she saw her sister go around and talking to others. Both blondes looked at each other but before they could say anything else the sound of a mic was heard as the students looked at the stage and saw Glynda standing with a silver haired man.
"Greetings to all, I am Ozpin, the headmaster of Beacon Academy." Ozpin said with a smile as he introduced himself.
"And standing beside me is the deputy headmistress of this academy, miss Glynda Goodwitch." Ozpin said as he introduced Glynda as well.
Glynda just nodded her head as she looked at the students gathered in the building. Jaune looked at the two of them and hummed to himself as he could feel an authoritative aura from the both of them.
'I just hope they haven't noticed.' Jaune thought to himself as he looked at the two of them.
As he thought that Ozpin started with his speech about how good the students are for managing to get into Beacon. After that he also told them about the initiation that will happen the next day and informed them that they have to spend the night in the auditorium for a day as they prepare the area in the Emerald Forest.
After that he gave a few more encouraging words before he stopped. After that Glynda talked through the microphone as she told them about keeping their mannerisms in check and not do anything that might cause trouble for others or disrupt the activities of the academy, and also explicitly told them to call her Miss Goodwitch. After she was done with her own speech, she moved as Ozpin talked again and wished the gathered students luck.
"Well, I guess that was a good speech." Jaune said as he looked at Ruby.
"Yeah." Ruby said with a smile on her face.
"Damn. Miss Goodwitch has a nice body." Yang said with a smirk on her face.
"Um, just be careful so that she won't hear you." Jaune said as he looked at her.
"Don't worry vomit boy. I'll be fine." Yang said as she waved his concerns away.
"You're not going to stop calling me by that are you?" Jaune asked in a tired tone when he heard her.
"Like I said, No." Yang said with a smile on her face.
"It's fine Jaune. Yang is always like this." Ruby said to him with a smile as she tried to show her support.
"That is not exactly a good thing Ruby." Jaune said with a chuckle as the blonde haired girl had already walked away.
"Yang is really excited." Ruby said as she saw her sister go around and talking to others.
"Well, I guess I can understand why. Unfortunately, I'm not that good at talking to people." Jaune said as she sighed.
"Me too." Ruby said as she sighed as well.
The two looked at each other at that and chuckled. Then Ruby's eyes caught sight of a weapon as her eyes widened as she looked at it.
"Um, sorry, I need to take a look at that weapon." Ruby said to him as she looked at it and then dashed away using her semblance.
Jaune just shook his head at her behaviour, already understanding how much she likes weapons due to their conversation as he took out his scroll and searched for information on Aura.
"I would've really liked it if you had given me some lessons dad." Jaune muttered to himself as he read about it as he didn't know about it.
He read about it and sighed to himself before he left the building. He went to a secluded part of the academy and then started to do some exercises. He grunted a few times after he was done doing a 100 push ups, though his body was screaming at him. But he didn't stop and did squats, sit ups, jumping and other exercises as his body was hurting. He had trained in other exercises so his body was strong, not to mention the amount of times he has helped his sister's and around the house as well, which contributed to his strength as well. And since he had wanted to be like his ancestors he has trained his body as well which makes him much stronger than the average people, though he doesn't know that since he doesn't have his aura unlocked.
Which is why he is trying to get more familiar with his sword as he doesn't have any training for that due to his family's refusal to teach him. So he could only use some standard swings, but nothing too fancy, it also probably didn't help that he doesn't still have enough experience in using the sword and shield.
"I hope that I will be able to do good at the initiation." Jaune muttered to himself as he sighed to himself.
He then took out his scroll and read through some articles regarding Huntsmen, weapons, fighting styles and some philosophical videos to boost his own morale. It also helped give him more confidence and also some on aura and semblance.
"Can't believe that I didn't know about Aura and Semblance for so long." Jaune muttered to himself as he read about them.
'Will I be able to unlock my aura?' Jaune thought to himself as he looked at his right hand.
He clenched his right hand and thought about his aura activating, but it didn't which caused him to grumble as he sat on the ground and looked at Crocea Mors.
"Grandpa, I don't know how I will be able to do this. I hope you gave me your blessings." Jaune said as he looked at the sky and hoped that his ancestors would be watching.
He sat there and thought about what to do. Evidently, running away from home wasn't the best choice, but they weren't giving him another choice and if he wanted to complete his dream, then he has to do this. He wants to do this, even if it seems idiotic.
"I should research some sword styles to use." Jaune said to himself as he started to look through his scroll regarding that.
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