Why Jaune Shouldn't Use a Chainsaw...
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It was probably too much to hope that Adam would give up his attempts to get revenge. The guy had a grudge against the entire human race. It wasn't in him to stop even if it was plainly obvious he was not achieving anything.
That said, Jaune was still pretty surprised to go to bed at Beacon without any problems... And then to wake up bound and gagged in a filthy warehouse office. Several White Fang goons stood guard, all with their weapons trained on him-Except for one. That guy was talking on a Scroll to someone, pacing in front of a dirty window looking out on piles of crates, and it didn't take a genius to figure out who.
"Yeah, he's all set for you Lord Adam," the mook, some kind of canine Faunus, reported. He glanced over at Jaune and gave him a nasty sneer.
"Oh, don't worry my Lord. We'll soften him up, good and proper."
Jaune gulped. He felt so damn woozy-It was hard to focus
Drugs, he thought, I've been drugged... Can't focus my Aura...!
The Faunus turned off the Scroll. He gestured to two of the goons, who pulled Jaune up to his feet.
He didn't have time to brace before the head goon punched him right in the stomach. Jaune groaned in pain behind the gag-And did the same as the Faunus proceeded to use his stomach like a speedbag.
"HURK! URK! HFF!"
"Not so tough without a weapon, huh human?" The Faunus sneered. Jaune managed to glance out the window again. His eyes widened.
One of the transfer students was standing in the middle of the warehouse! Long black hair, incredible legs, red dress-What was her name again?
Ah! Cinder Fall! What was she doing here? She was arguing with one of the White Fang goons, while others had guns trained on her.
She got captured, Jaune thought, But why? How? Why would she be out... Here...
It dawned on him.
She was sent out to look for me! Jaune 's thoughts exploded in horror. I gotta help her! I gotta get her out of here! I gotta-!
"HURK!"
Another punch and Jaune bowed his head. The dog Faunus laughed.
"Heh... You know, Lord Adam didn't say how many pieces you were supposed to be in," he sneered. He gestured, and another White Fang flunky rummaged in a crate. He pulled out an object in bubblewrap... But Jaune could tell what it was. He focused on remaining calm even as sweat beaded on his forehead.
The leader ripped the bubblewrap off, unveiling a wicked looking chainsaw. He grinned as he revved it up, the sound almost deafening in the small room.
"Let's see how dangerous you are," the leader chuckled, "Without your hands!"
The goons forced Jaune down, and put his wrists up on an old desk. Jaune struggled, but they held fast. Their Auras were also unlocked, and while the drug was still running in his system, he couldn't use his properly.
The grunt grinned nastily, showing off razor sharp teeth, as he hefted up the roaring chainsaw.
"Nothin' personal, kid," he laughed, "But I think Lord Adam will want you helpless when he kills you..." He glanced out the window, "And the hot chick we caught snooping for you!"
I can't... I can't let them take her... Jaune thought, Come on! COME ON SEMBLANCE ACTIVATE! It's in me! I-I don't need a weapon!
The chainsaw came down and Jaune's Aura flared. He screamed behind his gag as the blades pushed against his skin. They weren't breaking through but it hurt like hell. The goons laughed uproariously at his pain.
Rage surged through him. He clenched his fists and tried not to scream again as the chainsaw was slammed back down onto his wrists.
Okay... Okay... So I need a weapon... I need a weapon... I need...!
He found an eye of calm in the storm of his pain.
Of course... But why isn't it activating?!
He shut his eyes. He focused past the pain.
Come on... Come on... Activate, COME ON!
The chainsaw fell upon his wrists once more.
The canine Faunus laughed loudly over the roar of the engine. He surged his own Aura through the chainsaw. Blood began to spray from Jaune's wrists.
COME ON!
The blood splattered all over Jaune's face... And he smiled.
- - -
Cinder Fall was annoyed. And when she was annoyed, things tended to die. However, being the evil mastermind that she was, incinerating all of these White Fang soldiers, while appealing, was not the wisest move. If she killed too many, well, there wouldn't be enough left for her operations.
"Look sweetheart," the White Fang goon sneered, "Lord Adam is our commander. We're working with you, but what he says goes first!"
Still... Maybe if she only killed ten of them...
"Your master's obsession with the human who bested him twice is adorable," Cinder sneered, and all the Faunus tensed, "But it's drawing too much attention. Half the student body of Beacon is tearing this city apart looking for him, which is interfering with our plans. Return the oaf, now."
No matter how powerful Jaune Arc's silly little Semblance might be? The big picture mattered. She'd let Adam kill the idiot when they sacked Beacon, not before.
The goon snorted and waved his gun in her face.
"We don't take orders from you, whore. Now get, before we gift wrap you for Lord Adam, too!"
All right. These imbeciles were clearly too stupid to live. They'd drag down the rest of their fellow miscreants-Not that they had far to go, but Cinder believed in being efficient. She was doing them a favor: Eliminate the least fit to survive so the majority would prosper.
Before she could summon her flames though... The windows of the warehouse supervisor office exploded. A dozen screaming White Faunus members were thrown out.
Cinder's eyes widened.
Some were missing arms... Legs... And heads.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh buddy, did you make a bad decision!" Cackled an almost familiar voice. A blond figure leaped through the warehouse windows, a chainsaw burning with yellow Aura in his hand. A hideously wide grin shone thanks to the golden light, as did manic eyes. Cinder's jaw fell in shock that was not feigned in the slightest.
"Arc?!"
"Hey toots," Arc grinned, "Daddy's home!"
As horrified as the White Fang were, they were hardened terrorists. Their hesitation didn't last long.
"FIRE!" The White Fang lead goon shouted.
A hail of Dust-enhanced gunfire rained down on the grinning maniac from every direction. Arc charged through, unbothered by the rounds, as he cheerfully slashed the heads off three White Fang goons with one blow.
"Not gonna work but keep it up! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Cinder fell back on her deceit: She fell to the floor and wrapped her arms around her knees. She screamed in fright, even all the while she watched the maniac out of the corner of her eyes.
He was... Incredible. His wounds instantly healed in the flames of his powerful Aura. The same could not be said for his shirt-It was torn apart by the Dust rounds and his Aura's power, leaving him shirtless.
Oh my, she thought, her eyes locked on his... Rather pleasing form.
She'd seen plenty of fit, handsome men. Killed plenty of them, too. Arc though... He fought like a force of nature. He charged through without a care in the world, slaughtering the White Fang without mercy while laughing. He even picked up one by the ankle and waved him around like a bludgeon, leveling his fellows. Arc slammed him headfirst through a forklift, before spinning like a demented tornado through a crowd of terrorists.
Another White Fang member, wielding a chainsaw, swung his weapon at Arc. The blond dodged it, then met the next blow with his own chainsaw, sparks exploding from the contact between them. Arc grinned, his teeth looking like a hungry shark's before it lunged to take a bite.
"Ooooh... We got a wriggler!"
Arc playfully dodged around the furious Faunus' swings. He then shook his head and waved his finger.
"Tut tut... That not how you use that!"
He then spun around, flipping right over the White Fang terrorists' guard. The man barely had time to gape before Arc swung around like a top. He burned with Aura like the sun, and his chainsaw glowed like flames!
"AHH-!"
A wet gurgle. A thud. The headless body of the White Fang terrorist slumped to the floor. Arc looked around, pouting.
"Awww... No more?" He shook his head. "Ah well... Maybe next time!"
He waltzed right over to the gaping Cinder. He grinned and held out a hand.
"So... Wanna hit a diner? I've got a craving for some waffles!"
"I..." Cinder blinked.
Arc blinked back. He looked at himself, and shrugged.
"Oh. Gotta wash up first. One sec!" He pranced-quite literally-over to a water sprinkler, and swung his chainsaw. A spray of water fell upon him like rain, washing away all the blood. Leaving him shirtless, wet, and still grinning.
"That better?" He asked.
Cinder Fall was not some pathetic little school girl. She wasn't...
And yet, her face was bright red as she demurely allowed Arc to take her hand and lead her out of the warehouse.
It wouldn't do to break her cover, after all.
That said, Jaune was still pretty surprised to go to bed at Beacon without any problems... And then to wake up bound and gagged in a filthy warehouse office. Several White Fang goons stood guard, all with their weapons trained on him-Except for one. That guy was talking on a Scroll to someone, pacing in front of a dirty window looking out on piles of crates, and it didn't take a genius to figure out who.
"Yeah, he's all set for you Lord Adam," the mook, some kind of canine Faunus, reported. He glanced over at Jaune and gave him a nasty sneer.
"Oh, don't worry my Lord. We'll soften him up, good and proper."
Jaune gulped. He felt so damn woozy-It was hard to focus
Drugs, he thought, I've been drugged... Can't focus my Aura...!
The Faunus turned off the Scroll. He gestured to two of the goons, who pulled Jaune up to his feet.
He didn't have time to brace before the head goon punched him right in the stomach. Jaune groaned in pain behind the gag-And did the same as the Faunus proceeded to use his stomach like a speedbag.
"HURK! URK! HFF!"
"Not so tough without a weapon, huh human?" The Faunus sneered. Jaune managed to glance out the window again. His eyes widened.
One of the transfer students was standing in the middle of the warehouse! Long black hair, incredible legs, red dress-What was her name again?
Ah! Cinder Fall! What was she doing here? She was arguing with one of the White Fang goons, while others had guns trained on her.
She got captured, Jaune thought, But why? How? Why would she be out... Here...
It dawned on him.
She was sent out to look for me! Jaune 's thoughts exploded in horror. I gotta help her! I gotta get her out of here! I gotta-!
"HURK!"
Another punch and Jaune bowed his head. The dog Faunus laughed.
"Heh... You know, Lord Adam didn't say how many pieces you were supposed to be in," he sneered. He gestured, and another White Fang flunky rummaged in a crate. He pulled out an object in bubblewrap... But Jaune could tell what it was. He focused on remaining calm even as sweat beaded on his forehead.
The leader ripped the bubblewrap off, unveiling a wicked looking chainsaw. He grinned as he revved it up, the sound almost deafening in the small room.
"Let's see how dangerous you are," the leader chuckled, "Without your hands!"
The goons forced Jaune down, and put his wrists up on an old desk. Jaune struggled, but they held fast. Their Auras were also unlocked, and while the drug was still running in his system, he couldn't use his properly.
The grunt grinned nastily, showing off razor sharp teeth, as he hefted up the roaring chainsaw.
"Nothin' personal, kid," he laughed, "But I think Lord Adam will want you helpless when he kills you..." He glanced out the window, "And the hot chick we caught snooping for you!"
I can't... I can't let them take her... Jaune thought, Come on! COME ON SEMBLANCE ACTIVATE! It's in me! I-I don't need a weapon!
The chainsaw came down and Jaune's Aura flared. He screamed behind his gag as the blades pushed against his skin. They weren't breaking through but it hurt like hell. The goons laughed uproariously at his pain.
Rage surged through him. He clenched his fists and tried not to scream again as the chainsaw was slammed back down onto his wrists.
Okay... Okay... So I need a weapon... I need a weapon... I need...!
He found an eye of calm in the storm of his pain.
Of course... But why isn't it activating?!
He shut his eyes. He focused past the pain.
Come on... Come on... Activate, COME ON!
The chainsaw fell upon his wrists once more.
The canine Faunus laughed loudly over the roar of the engine. He surged his own Aura through the chainsaw. Blood began to spray from Jaune's wrists.
COME ON!
The blood splattered all over Jaune's face... And he smiled.
- - -
Cinder Fall was annoyed. And when she was annoyed, things tended to die. However, being the evil mastermind that she was, incinerating all of these White Fang soldiers, while appealing, was not the wisest move. If she killed too many, well, there wouldn't be enough left for her operations.
"Look sweetheart," the White Fang goon sneered, "Lord Adam is our commander. We're working with you, but what he says goes first!"
Still... Maybe if she only killed ten of them...
"Your master's obsession with the human who bested him twice is adorable," Cinder sneered, and all the Faunus tensed, "But it's drawing too much attention. Half the student body of Beacon is tearing this city apart looking for him, which is interfering with our plans. Return the oaf, now."
No matter how powerful Jaune Arc's silly little Semblance might be? The big picture mattered. She'd let Adam kill the idiot when they sacked Beacon, not before.
The goon snorted and waved his gun in her face.
"We don't take orders from you, whore. Now get, before we gift wrap you for Lord Adam, too!"
All right. These imbeciles were clearly too stupid to live. They'd drag down the rest of their fellow miscreants-Not that they had far to go, but Cinder believed in being efficient. She was doing them a favor: Eliminate the least fit to survive so the majority would prosper.
Before she could summon her flames though... The windows of the warehouse supervisor office exploded. A dozen screaming White Faunus members were thrown out.
Cinder's eyes widened.
Some were missing arms... Legs... And heads.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh buddy, did you make a bad decision!" Cackled an almost familiar voice. A blond figure leaped through the warehouse windows, a chainsaw burning with yellow Aura in his hand. A hideously wide grin shone thanks to the golden light, as did manic eyes. Cinder's jaw fell in shock that was not feigned in the slightest.
"Arc?!"
"Hey toots," Arc grinned, "Daddy's home!"
As horrified as the White Fang were, they were hardened terrorists. Their hesitation didn't last long.
"FIRE!" The White Fang lead goon shouted.
A hail of Dust-enhanced gunfire rained down on the grinning maniac from every direction. Arc charged through, unbothered by the rounds, as he cheerfully slashed the heads off three White Fang goons with one blow.
"Not gonna work but keep it up! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Cinder fell back on her deceit: She fell to the floor and wrapped her arms around her knees. She screamed in fright, even all the while she watched the maniac out of the corner of her eyes.
He was... Incredible. His wounds instantly healed in the flames of his powerful Aura. The same could not be said for his shirt-It was torn apart by the Dust rounds and his Aura's power, leaving him shirtless.
Oh my, she thought, her eyes locked on his... Rather pleasing form.
She'd seen plenty of fit, handsome men. Killed plenty of them, too. Arc though... He fought like a force of nature. He charged through without a care in the world, slaughtering the White Fang without mercy while laughing. He even picked up one by the ankle and waved him around like a bludgeon, leveling his fellows. Arc slammed him headfirst through a forklift, before spinning like a demented tornado through a crowd of terrorists.
Another White Fang member, wielding a chainsaw, swung his weapon at Arc. The blond dodged it, then met the next blow with his own chainsaw, sparks exploding from the contact between them. Arc grinned, his teeth looking like a hungry shark's before it lunged to take a bite.
"Ooooh... We got a wriggler!"
Arc playfully dodged around the furious Faunus' swings. He then shook his head and waved his finger.
"Tut tut... That not how you use that!"
He then spun around, flipping right over the White Fang terrorists' guard. The man barely had time to gape before Arc swung around like a top. He burned with Aura like the sun, and his chainsaw glowed like flames!
"AHH-!"
A wet gurgle. A thud. The headless body of the White Fang terrorist slumped to the floor. Arc looked around, pouting.
"Awww... No more?" He shook his head. "Ah well... Maybe next time!"
He waltzed right over to the gaping Cinder. He grinned and held out a hand.
"So... Wanna hit a diner? I've got a craving for some waffles!"
"I..." Cinder blinked.
Arc blinked back. He looked at himself, and shrugged.
"Oh. Gotta wash up first. One sec!" He pranced-quite literally-over to a water sprinkler, and swung his chainsaw. A spray of water fell upon him like rain, washing away all the blood. Leaving him shirtless, wet, and still grinning.
"That better?" He asked.
Cinder Fall was not some pathetic little school girl. She wasn't...
And yet, her face was bright red as she demurely allowed Arc to take her hand and lead her out of the warehouse.
It wouldn't do to break her cover, after all.