Hey so this is my first story, and I'm not gonna be shy about it, I'm not a bad storyteller. Hey so this is my first story, and I'm not gonna be shy about it, I'm not a bad storyteller. This, though, is my first fanfiction, and I'm highly open to critic as long as it's positive. With that said, this one is one I'm writing purely because there aren't many out there. This is a pairing of my personal favorite RWBY ship: Jaune x Ruby. Setting: Takes place right after the last episode of season two, begins in the Forest of Forever Fall. Any none main team names are just made up, and won't feature my OC's. All characters are strictly canon, but I might develope my own headcanons onto characters, like Ozpin, in the case of his cane..
Throughout the crimson Forest of Forever Fall, the loud clanging of steel could be heard, along with loud shouts and applause. Near the center of the Forest, team JNPR, RWBY, and CRDN were standing in a circle around what could only be described as a ball of fire consuming the fuel it was fed. With two swift motions, Pyrrha cleanly pierced the Ursa's cranium, stowed her spear (but not before cleanly flicking the Ursa's blood off), and walked back into the circle with that super model grace she was known for. Pyrrha approached her nervous-looking companion, Jaune, and smiled as she said, "There's nothing to worry about, Jaune! You've trained hard, just remember what you've learned!" She giggled a bit and added, "Just look at Nora!" She pointed at the spunky redhead zooming around Lie Ren, chattering away about some dream she'd had and how pumped she was to show off her skills, as Lie Ren just smiled at his endearing companion.
"T-That's different! Nora can Literally smash boulders in half with.. Uh.." Jaune stuttered, "Her eyelashes!" Jaune said, exaggeratedly pointing to his own, rather long lashes.
Pyrrha only smiled and sighed, "Jaune, you can't let fear take the better of you! Remember the last time we were here! You bested that demon before, and I know that you are definitely strong enough to do it now!" Pyrrha grinned and added,"... Besides, if you don't, Ren isn't gonna make you pancakes for the Next month." All she had to Give Ren a glance and he knew exactly what was happening, and Pyrrha could see him nodding between Nora dashing inbetween them.
"That's just not fair!" Jaune whined.
Pyrrha only turned and walked back over to Ren, taking her place in the circle, and beginning to chat with the Asgardian that was Nora. Jaune then walked nervously to the center where Ozpin greeted him with a tilt of his glasses. No sooner did old Ozpin step out of the circle's center than did a large Beowulf hop in, soaring over team CRDN to reach the center, which had been sprayed with the heavy concentrate of the sweet tree sap of the forest, to which grimm so easily flocked to. Jaune tensed up and gripped his sword, promptly drawing his family sword, flipping his scabbard up, and extending it, becoming one Knight in not-quite-so-shining armor. Plus a sheild. Jaune began by charging the beast, ducking below it's swipes and slashing at it wildly. Ozpin simply took notes on Jaune's... less than perfect performance. With every slash he made, and every blow he deflected, Jaune grew tired, and he couldn't block forever. In fact, he couldn't go much more than one more blow before the Beowulf would pierce his defenses. The beowulf quickly launched itself at Jaune, and knocked away his shield, leaving Jaune helpless. with the Beowolfe's next strike, Jaune was sent sprawling across the forest floow. The Beowulf's fangs came down quickly, and everything went black as its razor sharp teeth bore into Jaune shoulder through his armor. Jaune could hear a struggle around him, and his friends' voices. Mostly shouting, and gunfire. A few seconds went by and he heard Goodwitch yell, "Sir, this grimm is abnormal! my dust isn't doing anyhting to it!"
He heard a shriek, and then a shout from Yang, "Ruby! Agh!" And then a thud, the sound of a body falling to the floor.
Jaune struggled to force open his eyes, pushing himself up with every bit of his strength. What he saw was horrifying, and amazing. Ruby and yang were strewn across the ground, and it seemed like the red from Ruby's cape had spread all over her and Yang. Off to the side, Weiss seemed to be rocovering from a blow that had launched her into the tree, hitting its base, hard. Blake and Pyrrha were scratched up, but seemed to not have retained serious injury. Then there was Professor Oszpin and . Jaune had never seen anything like it. Goodwitch was waving her wick fluidly and wildly, manuevering chunks of the earth itself around her, and attacking the monumentous grimm, which seemed to have tripled in size, now towering far above the burning red treetops. Unfortunatly, after less than thirty seconds, it was clear that Glynda was fighting a losing battle, and though Blake, Pyrrha, Ren, and Nora were doing their best to help out (Team CRDN naturally having run away), they could not best the beast. Ozpin knew this, and decided to make his move. Then they witnessed something utterly astounding: Ozpin fighting. With a flick, Ozpin whipped his cane up, and the blade underneath was revealed, the sheath having been flung off with such force that it lodged itself into a nearby tree. The fight wouldn't take long. Ozpin had this look in his eye. It wasn't anger, rage, or desparity. It was emptiness. His eyes seemed to have lost color, but before Jaune could catch a proper glance, Ozpin put his small glass back into place, and walked up to the monstrous Beowulf. He sighed deeply and said, "It'd be wise of you to leave us. Right now"
The Beowulf snarled at Ozpin, slashing at him, and missing by hairs. Ozpin sighed once again, and simply added, "You asked for it, then." .
To watch this relatively old man fight was strange. He moved like someone of Jaune's age, though obviously not Jaune himself. His movements were fluid, but sharp, like the end of a curved dagger. Jaune was so engrossed in this simple motion, that he didn't even realize that the Beowulf had been beheaded, and Ozpin had his sheath back by the time Jaune had gotten to his knees. He was fast. Faster than Ruby, and with a grace that Weiss would have been jealous of. He was a true Huntsman.
Finally, after he realized the grimm was out of the equation, Jaune immediantly tried to stand up and make his way to Ruby and Yang, but fatigue grabbed him him, and everything went black as he fell toward the ground.
Short first chapter I know, but I'll make em longer as I progress, besides, I'm writng this at 2 am on a whim.