[RWBY] RWBY Shorts

[NightDranzer]

I'm going to hazard a guess here.....

"Bring me the one who is many..."

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Klein or Ozpin

"...the shattered reflection..."

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Neo

"...and the puppet."

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Penny

 

[SharkCultist]

I'm going to hazard a guess here.....



Klein or Ozpin




Neo




Penny

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Yep got all 3

 

[Dragon Bob]

Yep got all 3

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Now that brings up some interesting questions. Ozpin is obvious, as is Penny, one is immortal escaping death via reincarnation, the other a fragment of a soul in a body of metal. But Neo is just a woman with a powerful semblance. Granted one who loves death.

 

[NightDranzer]

But Neo is just a woman with a powerful semblance. Granted one who loves death.

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Neo is, as revealed in her origin novel, actually a split personality fusion that resulted from the original self's fully willing merger with her alter-ego/split personality.

Trivia Vanille is Neo's original personality.

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Trivia's hair was fully brown, Trivia Alter's hair was fully pink.

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Neo Politan's hair is brown and pink (with a dash of white): symbolizing her nature as a fused being; with her own unique quirks as well, independent of her fusees.

 

[SharkCultist]

Now that brings up some interesting questions. Ozpin is obvious, as is Penny, one is immortal escaping death via reincarnation, the other a fragment of a soul in a body of metal. But Neo is just a woman with a powerful semblance. Granted one who loves death.

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All three of them have great value to a god.

Penny is basically a half finished drawing they can fill with anything they want.

Ozpin if converted is basically a entire nations worth of worshipers faith/soul power in one body.

And like said before. Gods love suffering and struggles.

Little trivia suffered and Neo just existing represents a struggle. Imagine dragging yourself out of being imaginary (sure it required a bit of fusion with trivia but the point still stands).

Neo is basically like a favorite comic book character or TV show actor to the gods.

 

[TheFabulousCustodes]

A fun idea was that thanks to his family's shenanigans, Jaune is fairly genre savvy. And so he has to keep his friends from getting into all sorts of supernatural trouble. For instance:

Nora buys items that belonged to two lovers who committed suicide.

Jaune: "... Why?!"

Nora: "They were on sale!" They start to glow "Also they glow!"

Jaune quickly smacks them away with his sword... And they hit Cardin and Velvet

Cardin: "What the-?!"

Velvet: "Ah-?!"

They stare at eachother, eyes glowing... And then begin to vigorously make out

Jaune: "... Well... That was close."

Nora: "Eh?"

Jaune: "I'm not going to NTR my best male friend, Nora."

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Weiss becomes convinced that Jaune's using a similar artifact to artificially induce Pyrrha to fall for him. She breaks into Team JNPR's room, and gets caught rummaging through Jaune's underwear.

 

[LordofBones]

Weiss becomes convinced that Jaune's using a similar artifact to artificially induce Pyrrha to fall for him. She breaks into Team JNPR's room, and gets caught rummaging through Jaune's underwear.

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Jaune: "I get the feeling we were too hard on Blake."
Nora: "Oh yeah, Ruby's weapon fetish is probably code for something."
Ren: "So what's Yang hiding then?"
Pyrrha: *busy being sick after misunderstanding that Weiss was after her underwear instead*

 

[Gur40]

Here's a fun twist: A Rusted Knight Jaune who went back in time and infiltrated Salem's group as her Dark Knight. He hams it up as a Darth Vader like enforcer and as long as he acts appropriately evil, Salem never questions his actio
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Salem: "Explain. Now."
Rusted Knight: "Which is worse, My Queen? To be twisted into your service or to be left alone near their homes, asscheeks tanned and red, and being told that those fat MILF cheeks are the only reason we spared them at all? Imagine the shame! The humiliation!"
Salem: "That works, carry on."

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The Dark Knight Convincing Salem that the 'Defeating' The Silver Eyed Warriors that Tyrian would have killed are now 'worshiping' Salem creating a safe zone of SEW that are his Harem is hilarious
Ruby is having alot of Cousins... If Jaune nows Salem Symbol is

Spoiler: Salem Symbol flashback

He could Claim he is inspired by her with his Symbol lacking the Spear tip

Could see him 'infiltrate' Mistral and slaughter gangs and human traffickers and 'take over' the Academy as the 'shadow' Headmaster to a 'defeated' Silver Eyed Warrior who has 'infiltrated' Oz inner Circle

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Man is going to convince his Boss to give him a vacation to have lost of sex by telling her he is going out to have lots of sex

 

[cavalal386]

The Dark Knight Convincing Salem that the 'Defeating' The Silver Eyed Warriors that Tyrian would have killed are now 'worshiping' Salem creating a safe zone of SEW that are his Harem is hilarious
Ruby is having alot of Cousins... If Jaune nows Salem Symbol is

Spoiler: Salem Symbol flashback

He could Claim he is inspired by her with his Symbol lacking the Spear tip

Could see him 'infiltrate' Mistral and slaughter gangs and human traffickers and 'take over' the Academy as the 'shadow' Headmaster to a 'defeated' Silver Eyed Warrior who has 'infiltrated' Oz inner Circle

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Man is going to convince his Boss to give him a vacation to have lost of sex by telling her he is going out to have lots of sex

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turn down the horny and this would be a good idea.

also now you got me wondering, who's Symbol is the Spear tip?

 

[zMADLAXz]

The Dark Knight Convincing Salem that the 'Defeating' The Silver Eyed Warriors that Tyrian would have killed are now 'worshiping' Salem creating a safe zone of SEW that are his Harem is hilarious
Ruby is having alot of Cousins... If Jaune nows Salem Symbol is

Spoiler: Salem Symbol flashback

He could Claim he is inspired by her with his Symbol lacking the Spear tip

Could see him 'infiltrate' Mistral and slaughter gangs and human traffickers and 'take over' the Academy as the 'shadow' Headmaster to a 'defeated' Silver Eyed Warrior who has 'infiltrated' Oz inner Circle

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Man is going to convince his Boss to give him a vacation to have lost of sex by telling her he is going out to have lots of sex

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I have to ask, is this image from official sources or fanart? Cause I have seen that double crescent only once before in the show. And if it is indeed from the show then as the young kids say, "That's major sus activity chat".

 

[Gur40]

I have to ask, is this image from official sources or fanart? Cause I have seen that double crescent only once before in the show. And if it is indeed from the show then as the young kids say, "That's major sus activity chat".

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Image is from the shorts that were realize by RT for RWBY
RWBY Fairy Tales | The Girl in the Tower |

 

[DaJuggernaut]

So, was the question of why Tyrian was interested in Jaune all the way back in Vol. 4 ever answered? If not, then this just makes my head canon that the Arc have some unknown (to them) relation Salem (or Ozma) even stronger.

 

[Bommel]

The Dark Knight Convincing Salem that the 'Defeating' The Silver Eyed Warriors that Tyrian would have killed are now 'worshiping' Salem creating a safe zone of SEW that are his Harem is hilarious
Ruby is having alot of Cousins... If Jaune nows Salem Symbol is

Spoiler: Salem Symbol flashback

He could Claim he is inspired by her with his Symbol lacking the Spear tip

Could see him 'infiltrate' Mistral and slaughter gangs and human traffickers and 'take over' the Academy as the 'shadow' Headmaster to a 'defeated' Silver Eyed Warrior who has 'infiltrated' Oz inner Circle

Man is going to convince his Boss to give him a vacation to have lost of sex by telling her he is going out to have lots of sex

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Does that mean that the Arc family is desendend from one of the four daughters of Ozma and Salem who has secretly survived their destructive lovers quarrel?
They would have to have run away after being knocked unconscious, having seen what their parents were doing and did to their other syblings, potentially surviving in the wild for a bit (not all that difficult given that they have magic) and hide themselves away from them for the rest of their life?
If that's the case, could the Arc clan have access to magic through their bloodline?

 

[Gur40]

Does that mean that the Arc family is desendend from one of the four daughters of Ozma and Salem who has secretly survived their destructive lovers quarrel?

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CRWBY said no in a Q&A
but were fanfic writers! Why do we care? We take canon and use it for Spar parts!

 

[zMADLAXz]

CRWBY said no in a Q&A

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They basically gave all the fun plot points and background to one guy and are now actively trying to neuter his storyline. But somehow, Jaune both in and out of universe keeps failing upwards.

If symbols are so important to a character, why have your primary antagonist share it with one of your "side" character, why make him this really old hero who basically started the entire warrior culture that everyone is part of?

If the main four heroines had half as interesting and mysterious backstory as him? We would be looking at a classic right here.

It's as if Monty Oum's spirit is personally making sure that each of their attempts to delete this character actually just makes him more interesting. Kind of like he is trolling his friend group.

 

[Gur40]

They have that Autism Rizz

 

[SharkCultist]

Remnant has some odd holidays, a lot of them aren't widely celebrated (looking at you buttslappen day). But one holiday that is surprisingly popular and widely celebrated is the Soup Festival.

Remnant has had a lot of hard times, kinda comes with having giant evil shadow monsters everywhere, and whenever there's been need to stretch supplies, or a nice comfort during the colder months, soup was there.

So once a year around the start of fall a week long festival would be held. There would be people showing off recipes they had made or sharing traditional dishes. Plenty of stalls ladeling out bowls (or cups if you wanted to be mobile) of hot (or sometimes cold) soup. And more eating contest that is strictly healthy.

Even the beacon group were taking part.

Ren was happily sharing a traditional soup from his home known for its health benefits. The seven liver soup.

Nora and Ruby, ever the gremlins, made "sweet soup" by melting ice cream and throwing chunks of fruit in it (had she seen this neo would have definitely stabbed them.)

Pyrrha was in a heated argument with everyone not from Mistral defending her stance that yes Chili was a soup, it was just a really thick stew (before weeks ends people would be throwing hands).

Blake would make a hearty fish chowder (and share none of it.)

Yang would make a family chicken soup recipe (which would leave her and Weiss slightly melancholic for a bit, if for different reasons).

Ozpin would make many strange and obscure soups, or older versions of soups, that hadn't been popular for many years.

Cardin would make a surprisingly delicate butternut squash soup that he would savagely beat his team for eating the majority of (They at least left him enough for a picnic for two).

And Jaune would go all in and take over a entire kitchen to himself so he could make all his sisters favorite soups.

By the end of the week there would be many belly aches and more than a few people on their knees worshiping at the porcelain throne because their eyes and egos were bigger than their stomachs.


What a magical time of year.

 

[zMADLAXz]

OK, it seems I got the same bugs that AJT got, while I was revisiting Jaune SI BS threadmarks. Two souls, where one runs away from home and the other yearns for it.

Thankfully, the bastard ROB gave the unfortunate hitchhiker access to his world's Internet.

Be warned, I tend to swear like a guy who just learned how to swear while I think and that's gonna reflect on the SI.

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Ok since all this plot discussion has got my engines revving I am going to continue this.

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SLICE. SLICE. SLICE.


If one observed Training Room 11, they would see it littered with slashes, dents, cracks, and all sorts of other marks of destruction—signs one would usually attribute to an entire classroom of juvenile Huntsmen deciding, "Man, screw this architecture."


However, today, it was a single trainee responsible for this historical small-scale re-enactment of the battle between the Queen of Sabres and the founder of Hyōhō Niten Ichi-ryū style of fighting.


Ironically, it is the now-retired Queen's descendant who has decided to employ her favorite strategy of dealing with enemy castles.


Why is this fellow so stuck on this, you may ask? He is trying to achieve the pinnacle of sword fighting.


"Huff... hufff... hufff... I'm gonna shoot sword beams, even if I have to break every bone, dammit," huffed out Jaune Arc.


It is indeed Jaune Arc, the recently made leader of Team JNPR—and also an isekai insert target. However, he recently discovered that "that web show wasn't shit," and the worldbuilding is a lot more comprehensive, convoluted, and rampantly plagiarized than his prior knowledge suggested.


For example, Sabre and Archer were here and somehow related to him directly? Jaune (pre-SI) was not mind-bogglingly unaware of things pertaining to this world where things like Huntsmen were at the center?


Weiss and Ruby were actually somehow cuter in person? Also, did they not feed Weiss anything growing up, or is she naturally so portable and travel-sized?


Pyrrha was actually built like a demigod (he had to remind himself that while the Jaune part of him was raised by a not-Goku, half of him wasn't—but goddamn those quads).


There were a lot more nations that may be minor in size but still have a lot of history attached. Warfare was also more streamlined and practical (though Huntsmen were still flashy as a disco ball to maintain positivity and hope).


More importantly, his being here had either shifted the entire world directly or Remnant is more of a death world—because this time there was more than one Death Stalker on his team's ass. Through a clever application of his newly discovered Semblance (Aura amp for the win, baby), Nora being an absolute amazing Thor, Pyrrha with her needle-point accuracy and efficiency, and Ren's ability to always find the best blind spot, they had dispatched those arachnid bastards.


Team RWBY, like the original, tried to jury-rig a trap similar to arresting wires on a carrier to trap and decapitate that big bird. However, due to the fact that there were a lot more, well...

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Flashback


Team RWBY had the perfect plan. However, they still found themselves on the back foot due to the fact that an entire pack of Giant Nevermore suddenly appeared to assist their entangled brethren.


Hastily, they had to disengage. But due to their positioning, they ended up back near the temple with the destroyed bridge.


Finding a good spot, and using both Yang and Nora's strength, they carved (more like demolished) out a minor structure into the wall of the giant ravine as a hiding spot. Now it was time to strategize.


"This is completely absurd—a flock of Giant Nevermore as soon as we were about to take care of one of them!" exclaimed Weiss, as she and the rest of the (currently not named) Team RWBY and Team JNPR bided their time.


"Umm, guys, I know this doesn't seem like the best position to be in, but I'm sure we can figure something out again. This is Beacon we're talking about! I know they probably made some way for us to survive and win if we just look hard enough," said Ruby, desperate to find something they might have missed.


"Well, I would suggest stealth, but it seems our options are limited if we truly wish to get everyone out," said Blake, already scanning the area and realizing there weren't any stable pathways out from this ravine—at least not if they wished to go undetected.


"Ren, do you think if I amp you enough, we can all pass by?" asked Jaune, reeling from the sudden turn of events. Facing multiple Death Stalkers and now this... the scenario was diverging fast, and he feared his supposed advantage would soon be moot.


"Usually, I would say yes," replied Ren, calm on the outside but frustrated within. "But the Grimm here are already in 'attack' mode. They've seen all of us, so even if I do it, they can still track us using audio or visual cues. Plus, if we make it to the plains and your Aura runs out, then we'll be in an open field—somewhere you absolutely don't want to be against a Nevermore, much less six of them."


"I think that a confrontation is inevitable now. We should plan on an attack rather than hope for a clear way forward, no?" said Pyrrha.


"Yeah, she's right. We already got them where we wanted at first, now we just have to get a combination to make sure we can all deal with them," said Yang, determined and ready.


Weiss started to protest against it, but Nora joined in on Yang's statement and it was starting to seem like another one of his sisters' arguments—so Jaune put a stop to it.


"OK, OK, people—we can get out of this situation. But for that, we need to keep the aggression on the low side, clear? So I agree that we need to make sure we don't attract too much attention on ourselves, but I can also see that a fight is inescapable right now. So here is how I think we should move, and tell me if you guys wish to add anything, alright?" Jaune said. While both sides of his mind were scared shitless, he knew he had to think calmly. He disassociated from the situation, treating it like one of his daydreams. That had worked until now—and he needed it to work now more than ever.


"And how exactly do you wish to achieve that?" questioned Weiss, one hand resting on another in the universal (more like multiversal) way of showing doubt.


"Using the best way of dealing with a group of dangerous adversaries, obviously: divide and conquer," said Jaune, with a slight smirk on his face and mischief in his eyes.


Outside, the Nevermore still circled, knowing their prey was near. Their instincts told them to stay put, to attack at the first sign of aggression. They weren't sentient, not as we know it—but they had instincts. They were made to be the devourers, the death, sorrow incar—


BOOOOOM. BOOOOOM. BOOOOOM.


Several explosions rang out amidst the flock, as Nora, standing on a glyph platform, used Magnhild to demonstrate her excellence over explosions.


"COME HERE AND TASTE SOME OF THIS SWEET, SWEET PINK, 'CAUSE MOMMA BROUGHT ENOUGH FOR EVERYONE!" shouted Nora, setting off another explosion, creating a lot of smoke as cover and shooting out of it, riding Magnhild.


The Grimm followed her, successfully taking the bait of Ruby and Jaune's plan.


"First, we need to assign roles. Nora and Yang can make a lot of noise and do a lot of damage, and Blake can distract with her clones. So I think one of them should be our opening act," said Jaune.


"Make a lot of noise? Yeah, Magnhild and I can easily do that—but then what, Leader?" asked Nora, enthusiastically.


"Well, I was thinking we can use that opportunity to move out using Ren's Semblance. However, we need to make sure not all of the Grimm are after her. I think we will have to take it from two sides," said Jaune, thinking of ways to make it happen.


"WAIT, Yang and I can do that!" exclaimed Ruby suddenly. Everyone looked at her, while Yang pointed at herself, confused.


BANG. BANG.


Two shots rang out, hitting two of the Nevermore. As they turned mid-chase, they saw Yang standing on another platform, gauntlets at the ready. Not seeing the hidden scope of Crescent Rose, they dived toward her.


And as soon as they reached within her distance—


"That's where you come in, Weiss," said Jaune, starting to understand what Ruby was playing at. Now it was her turn to look confused.


Ice structures surged. As Jaune amped her Aura to the max, Weiss used her glyphs to create icy platforms that pinned one of the Nevermore.


Immediately after—


"By the way, Pyrrha, what's your Semblance?" asked Jaune. He knew the answer but didn't want to face awkward questions if Pyrrha brought it up later.


"Weiss! Pyrrha! Railgun!" Jaune shouted.


Pyrrha hurled her javelin at the pinned Nevermore's eyes. Boosted by her polarity, the spear struck true, skewering it—making it easy pickings for Ruby with her Crescent Rose.


Meanwhile, Weiss summoned her time dilation glyphs, and Yang used them to leap onto the other Nevermore that had dived.


"Oh, you're partying with me today, big boy!" yelled Yang as she wrenched the Grimm upward using its head, steering it toward the flock behind Nora. Blake jumped from her hiding spot and hopped onto the Grimm alongside Yang.


"After that, it's basically us playing tag with the Grimm—keep in pairs, shift your attention from one Grimm to another after you finish destroying one," said Jaune.


"Also Blake, you will have to play diversion from time to time. Whenever you think a Grimm is getting in a stable position, distract it and then signal me to take it out!" said Ruby, finally in a comfortable spot to strategize.


"Alright Ruby, you know what to do," said Jaune.


He amped Ruby's Aura, and she immediately dashed after them in a storm of petals, keen on finding a good vantage point to use Crescent Rose like a sniper rifle, discreetly taking out targets. With Yang, Nora, and Blake limiting the Nevermore's flight patterns, she finally had the angle.


"Weiss, I know I was acting like a dumbass, but our exit strategy depends on you from here," Jaune said, trying to apologize for his earlier behavior.


Weiss took a deep breath and calmed herself. The strategy sounded more and more outlandish by the second—but also, paradoxically, like a good one.


"Well, I suppose since you have realized where you erred—and this is also about our survival—my grudge against you isn't of great importance at this moment. So, tell me what to do after that," said Weiss.


Using Weiss's time-dilating platforms—supercharged by Jaune's amplification—the remaining team of Ren, Pyrrha, Weiss, and Jaune moved out.


As soon as they reached the surface, Weiss sent off a large flare into the sky using fire Dust, alerting a Grimm who was chasing after another of its kind that Nora was currently hammering while riding its back.


As the Grimm broke off, following Jaune's instructions, it was cloaked by Ren and redirected toward Ruby, who was facing another Nevermore drawn in by Blake's distraction.


Due to this sleight of hand, it could only see Jaune and Pyrrha—both cloaked in Jaune's amplification, shields at the ready, legs bent and stable. When the Grimm volleyed feathers, they defended. And when it dove to finish them—


Without any signal, as though they'd fought side by side for a lifetime, Jaune and Pyrrha separated. As it passed between them, they struck its sides in unison—cutting it in half. Its momentum carried forward, and Pyrrha held the pieces down with her Semblance.


Meanwhile, by the combined efforts of the rest of the team, the final Grimm was taken down—


Securing victory for the budding teams of these young Huntsmen.

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"That was a bitch and a half," thought Jaune.


After this entire debacle, Headmaster Ozpin had declared the teams—thankfully keeping the same layout as before—but this time, Team RWBY and Team JNPR were given an extra round of applause for their efforts in the face of this unanticipated hurdle.


Back in the present, Jaune was finishing up in Training Room 11. He packed away the gear, took a swig from his water bottle, and mentally drafted a schedule. Sunday training. Saturdays off. Vale had too much to explore—and too much that might burn one day—for him to waste it. If he was going to protect it, he needed to understand it.


He went to sheathe Crocea Mors... then chasing a slight flight of fancy, paused, holding it in his arms.


Canon made it look like a basic sword, but after today? After the forest and this training session? He couldn't help but chuckle. Corcea Mors, It was Gaius Julius Caesar's sword in the world History., and this blade's only known story he could remember was ironically of how he lost it to a prince during a fight. But here?


The balance was flawless. Edge razor-sharp. The blade had seen hell and came out without a scratch. Some cleaning, sure, but still good as new. It was just as durable as its shield-sheath. The grip fit like it was handcrafted for him.


He'd had a fleeting thought—go full Anakin Skywalker, get a blade that could switch lengths. Arming sword, longsword, montante. Modulate the edge with Dust, maybe even adjust for reach mid-fight. Heck, why not actually add a gun to either the blade or a mini gun to the shield?


But could anyone forge something like that and preserve this quality?

Canon Jaune had a blacksmith who reforged Crocea Mors using Pyrrha's tiara. And sure he assumed that this world's metallurgical excellence far outstripped Earth's due to the existence of demand for excellent weapons and magical element of Dust.

But despite those facts, a part of him didn't wish to go all gamer and optimize it at whim. On one hand he didn't have the skills to flaunt around various different mechashift forms on fly on the other.....

He never understood that a weapon could be made for you, sure he had enjoyed Bleach and it's concept and various other storied talked about it, but never felt it himself.

Yet, holding Crocea Mors now, remembering how it felt to fight against Grimm with it's firm steel under his command?

The sword was perfect.

Not ideal. Not optimized. Not even particularly flashy.

But perfect. Balanced like it was meant for him. The weight, the edge, the way it hummed in his grip. No chips. No bends. It took his rage and focus and carved a path through monsters like it was always meant to. It didn't need to be more.

Not yet.

He still wanted reach. Versatility. There were things he knew this-his sword couldn't do.

But for the first time… he wasn't sure if that meant it needed to change.

Maybe he needed to grow into it first.

Later, when he reconnected with the Arcs—when he understood what it meant to carry this name—maybe then, he'd earn the right to reshape it.

"I suppose it was inevitable that some room would be demolished once an Arc enters Beacon", came the sudden voice of Glynda Goddwitch.

Jaune, turned and immediately sheathed his Crocea Mors, putting it with the rest of his stuff.

"Ohhhh.... ummm good evening professor, and I am sorry for that, I thought I would figure something out but I guess I was too hasty, ha ha", nervously chuckled Jaune, as he rubbed the back of his head in a slightly embarrassed manner.
"Well, it can't be helped, though after that performance I'd advice you take some rest but I can also understand after-fight jitters, especially after the first fight", casually said Glynda as she turned away, fixing the room with her semblance.

"Oh well umm yea- wait first fight?", asked Jaune, suddenly alarmed and tried covering up. Immediately alert.

"Yes, yes I meant first fight" said Glynda, as she turned back slightly and looked at him from the corner of her eye, having fixed the room already.

"I do not understand professor, I mean you saw my performance, I-" "Yes I saw it Mr Arc, you held it admirably, making excellent strategy and leading your team, while also showing some above-amateur fighting prowess, but I know the truth... Jaune" said Glynda while simultaneously interrupting his rebuttal.

Jaune grew silent, he was experienced enough to know that any more contradiction from his side and her seemingly good mood will deteriorate.

'No, I mean I know in canon she suspected Jaune and Ozpin knew about it for sure yet why is she suddenly so sure about it here? I think I did better than canon Jaune did and it's not like she knows me person-

Wait, that face, this Jaune's memories...... Aunt Lynda, Glynda Goodwitch!

Fuck, I got 'PLatypus? Perry the Platypus!'d here. Come on. Not now, not when I thought I made a change' , thought jaune, dread suddenly filling him.

He remembered Aunt Lynda, with her open hairstyle, her sundress and her smile, when she used to visit him in the hospital because of his sickness till the age of ten, how she talked about the city and the various Grimm, how she would tell him of huntsmen. This Jaune really wasn't living in the canon timeline.

He knew his admiration for her, he knew how she used to come to the old Arc vineyard to drink and relax often, she wasn't actually his aunt but such a close friend of his.

He knew the silent sadness in her eyes when she told him about how huntsmen fight grimm, now realising that the cause of that sadness was the loss of her students that died in the line of duty. How she still persevered.

How, in his childish innocence he told her that he would marry her one he grew big and strong and how she told him to grow up fast and help his parents and siblings before thinking about that. How she said that if he became healthy once again she will help him become a good huntsman and still he said that after becoming that he will marry her. She just laughed but then looked at him. Like she was sure of his strength.

And now those same kind, sad eyes, were looking at him, with fierce determination, asking him a silent question, Are you gonna admit it, Jaune?

"Yeah, yeah..... it was the first one", said Jaune, head hanging slightly low, accepting his fate.

"Mr Arc..... everytime you enter a fight against Grimm, you enter not for any other purpose such as fame, glory or accolades, no, you enter because you have taken a burden, to be Huntsman, to acknowledge that the danger this creature possesses and what your priorities are.

It is not at all inaccurate to say that huntsman are the defenders of Humanity and Faunus kind alike.

So in this delicate position, one doesn't simply ride it by the seat of their pants, without training, without knowledge, without will.

Because your loss or your.....death, isn't only yours, it isn't just stat to be shown, it is a loss for those you have taken responsibility of, those who care for you, those who love you, do you understand that, Mr. Arc?", asked Glynda, with a minor almost-almost unnoticeable tremble in her voice at the last sentence.

"....Yes, Yes I do" said Jaune, feeling more guilty than ever. A pit forming in his stomach and his throat clenching as if his very heart was clenched away from his chest. That slight message behind those words, that tremble at the end. He could read between the lines and it, it....hurt.

Taking a deep breathe Glynda resumes, "So taking that into consideration, and seeing your peculiar.....background, you will be taking remedial lessons with me, as it seems that your prior academy couldn't teach you everything. I will give you your schedule, the extra work to be done, the training you will have to go through so you are both an acceptable huntsman and a leader. You will leave this academy a capable warrior Mr Arc-no Jaune, you will make sure you stay alive and go home safe. You will not be the cause of your family's sorrow, you won't force those who love you to go through the sorrow of losing a part of their heart, do you understand me...Jaune?", said Glynda, barely holding her voice and posture together, clutching her riding crop The Disciplinarian in both hands, as if pulling on strength and discipline she knows she doesn't have.

"Yes,.....yes I understand, Professor", Jaune said, barely holding himself together, but knowing what his professor-no his Aunty Lyn, is trying to say.

I won't lose you too Jaune, those were her words, even if she didn't say them, but he heard her loud and clear all the same.

"And...I am sorry, I know it sounds shallow, but, believe me professor-no believe me Aunt Lyn, I have to do this, I know I can save people, I know I can save other huntsman. I am selfish guy I know that, to me my family, friends, they are too precious to lose, I can't sit back you know, that's not how I wanna be, I want to be able to save them, to protect them, I want to be able to protect my sister, dad, mom, my team, my friends. I want to protect you and thank you for when you protected me", said Jaune, both sides of him, they both loved closest to them after all. It was without deceit, an honest declaration of an honest heart.

Glynda didn't say anything to him, eyes closed, suddenly she her hands surged forward. Startled, Jaune was put into a hug, despite his height, she pulled him down, hugging him close, pulling his head to her chest as if keeping him in proximity of her heart would calm it down.

Slowly Jaune hugged her back, realising the full extent of his burden, this wasn't a "guy gets a bunch of powers and girls", they were his, his to cherish and his to protect.

She slowly released him from her arms, fearing that he will burst in a cloud of smoke if she let him go, but she still was Glynda Goddwitch, one of the few remaining Huntsmen who could beat a Maiden in a fight, she had a duty as a teacher, she will see it through.

As she turned to exit, she looked back at him and said, "I will send the schedule and my contact info directly to your scroll Jaune-I mean- Mr Arc, please follow my instructions, also I would recommend working with your partner Ms. Nikos, she will be good for you. That is all. Good night Mr Arc and please make sure you go to bed at an appropriate time, there is much to learn tomorrow", said Glynda, leaving.

"Yeah, good night to you too, Professor", said Jaune.

He watched her leave, scroll at his side, sword resting near his bag, and something in his chest finally stilled. Not silence. Not peace. But something steady. Like purpose, maybe. Like the start of something real.

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[AndrewJTalon]

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Well fuck, that too went out of my hand.

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My brother in Christ, this was amazing. I want you to continue this. Nay, you must continue this!

 

[Sir Borks-a-Lot]

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Well fuck, that too went out of my hand.

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That was just right. Please, keep going!

 

[zMADLAXz]

Thank you for the support. Though, I was very worried about the fight scenes as my initial intention was only to add more weight to the story and I realised that I couldn't show his maturity without showing his trials.

Hopefully the combat strategy and the decisions made sense, also the characterization of the rest of the teams is well and their semblances were utilized properly.

 

[BKHP9]

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Went back to read your first snippet as well as this, and eventhough there's a bit roughness on some places for like spelling mistakes and for the story narrative flowing a bit unevenly here and there, but overall, it's a job well done.
Would love to see more.

 

[ModerationArt]

Pyrrha was actually built like a demigod (he had to remind himself that while the Jaune part of him was raised by a not-Goku, half of him wasn't—but goddamn those quads).

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I like it. Does anyone have a good picture of Amazonian Pyrrha with actual musculature? The cookie cutter anime designs always irritated me with their lack of muscles. I want Yang and Pyrrha to have actual biceps dammit.