So here's my shot at another story. Sorry to the people who followed and favorited Jaune and the Spartan (you guys are the best), but I felt that the story was a bit overused and boring. Anyway, I sincerely hope you people like this one more. Reviews are welcome, along with any criticisms or ideas you might have. Enjoy.
Chapter 1
Jaune Arc strived to be the best. Ever since his childhood he was at the top of his class, both academically and in combat. His parents were so proud of him when he won his first Mixed Martial Arts championship at the age of 15. Whenever he won a match, he felt like he was on top of the world. He felt like a champion. He felt like a god. He once told this exact sentiment to the press after his second world championship win, and this earned him the nickname "Zeus". That and his golden blond hair. But after his second year fighting, he was longing for something more. He wanted a new kind of fight. A fight that actually meant something. He wanted to protect the people he loved and the people who could not protect themselves. Jaune Arc wanted to become a Hunter. When he told his Father and Mother, they were confused by his decision, as they thought he had been content with prize fighting, but they supported him. His Father, a Hunter himself, grew to be extremely proud of Jaune's decision. Jaune's Father trained him with a practice sword and shield until Jaune was capable of using real weapons. Jaune's desire to become the best never faded, and he soon became extremely proficient with a sword and shield. Once Jaune was confident in his abilities with his weapons, he applied to the most prestigious combat school in Vale, Beacon Academy. Jaune aced the academic portion of his entrance exams and passed with flying colors in the combat test. When the letter came to Jaune's house and he found out he had gotten accepted into Beacon, his heart soared. He felt like he would be able to help the people of Remnant and, most importantly, impress his Father. His Father's approval was paramount in Jaune's mind and all he wanted to do was be his Father's pride and joy. When he told his Father that he had been accepted into Beacon, his Father embraced Jaune, sobbing into Jaune's shoulder. At first, Jaune thought he had done something to make his Father sad, and his heart sank, but when his Father looked at him with the proudest eyes a Father can muster, Jaune teared up a little bit too. His Father was proud of him, and that was Jaune's only care in the World.
*Present Day*
Jaune's Father was walking Jaune to the airship docks, where Jaune would depart for Beacon. There were tears in both of their eyes, as they would miss each other fiercely. As the Bullhead docked Jaune embraced his Father for what would be the last time in two months, as his Father would be there for Parent/Teacher Conferences, which is something Jaune always looked forward to.
"Be good son, and remember, This school is full of people just like you Jaune. You need to train and study hard in order to succeed there" Jaune's Father told him.
"Of course Dad, you know I'll work hard for you" said Jaune.
"Don't do it for me, my child. Do it for yourself and those you want to protect. You've already made your Mother and I more proud than anyone I could ever imagine" Jaune's Father said to Jaune with tears in his eyes.
Jaune's heart swelled at this statement. He had done it. He had made his Father proud.
"There's one more thing Jaune" his Father said. He took out a package he had carried in his coat and gave it to Jaune. Inside it was Crocea Mors, Jaune's Grandfather's sword. Jaune's Father had kept it as his prized possession, waiting for the day that Jaune would be able to use it properly.
"I love you Dad" said Jaune, happy tears flowing down his cheeks as he clipped Crocea Mors to his belt.
"I love you too son" said Jaune's Father happily. "Now go. Go be the man I know you can be".
Jaune gave his Father one last bear hug and turned to walk towards the Bullhead. Jaune boarded the airship and looked back at his Father. He was standing there, looking at the airship with admiration, knowing that his son was on the track to becoming something great.
End of Chapter 1
