Author's Notes: I Finally, Finally had the courage to release this fic after months of it sitting on my desktop. Now this Chapter will make or break this so I'll probably update when I have enough feedback from you so do a review. Flames are welcomed too but honestly I would appreciate if you tell me what was wrong with it or what you like about it.

I'm actually writing this fic as something of a challenge for Hunter Of The Copy Wheel Eye by Rage Addiction, that should not be taken the wrong way because I love the fic.


Chapter 1: New Shinobi On Campus

On Remnant it is basic knowledge that people are born with something called Aura it need only be unlocked by someone who has unlocked theirs already while reciting an oath. When it is unlocked, it will mature until a semblance is awakened in the individual. As said before this is basic knowledge that everyone should know especially those who are training to become hunters.

However, what is not known to the public is that not everyone is born with the capacity to have their Auras unlocked. These people come from a long line of individuals that are said to walked Remnant well before the creations of the four kingdoms or even from before the emergence of the Grimm itself. These people could be considered a race of their own much like the Faunus because of what they gained through the absence of Aura and by extension a Semblance as well.

For in the absence of Aura they form what is called Chakra. This natural form of energy exists in only a total of less than a 1% individuals spread throughout all of Remnant. At least that was consensus the last time they all gathered together though it is already confirmed that not all of these individuals are sociable. In fact most prefer to keep to themselves but are sometimes forced to meet and greet as the number of persons born with Chakra continue to dwindle.

Chakra is seen by most as a superior form of Aura that grants the users the properties of Dust. It is not known how or why the number persons able to utilize it as diminished. Especially since ancient text dictated that long ago everyone was able to mold it, these individuals were known at that time as, Ninja. These ninja's would mold Chakra in conjunction with the use of hand seals to form feats that would be considered impossible by today's standards or at least without the use of Dust that is.

It is actually peculiar that the number of Ninja's left all have something known as a Kekkei Genkai. It is to me a manifestation of a Ninja's Semblance but it is different in that there is only one which is unique to a set of people. These people form clans and their Kekkei Genkai is passed down through their bloodlines, however it is not always so.

Sometimes an 'Auraless' person may have a child who is born with Aura and that child may have another child who is born without it. It is also noted that more often than not there is only two persons in each in a clan that is capable of molding chakra.

A good example is my clan the Arc Clan or the house of Arc. My clan consisted of great hunters who turned out to be legendary heroes to the public. We are also famous in the small circle of Auraless for being some of the most powerful ninjas in our generation. For example my great-great grandfather made a name for himself as a renowned hunter and hero during the Grimm wars. His brother Augustus however, was essentially a 'nobody' to the public as he wasn't a hunter but in the society of Shinobi he is renowned as a great Hero.

Augustus Arc in my opinion was the true hero of the Grimm wars as he secretly led a small charge of ninja against the horde. Drawing a sizable amount of the Grimm away from his brother, in the end he died in what was known today in the ninja world as the Berukian one man massacre as he was the only one killed ensuring that all his comrades were alive and Grimm forces decimated.

This act ensured his brother's victory in the wars, not that he wasn't a good warrior because his brother was it was just that Augustus death was announced as him getting killed while trying to flee the army of Grimm. This made him seem as a coward but the true story was told to his brother and for that he will always be remembered for what he truly was to his family, a hero.

After that my family's bloodline continued, although the mention of us being Ninja were kept a secret. My grandfather, a ninja, had only one son before Grandmother died however he was born with Aura, very impressive Aura. Typically as was known with Arcs, he grew up to be a famous hunter and had 8 children all of which he was there to witness the birth of.

Grandfather had a way to tell which of us had Chakra and as soon as I was born father told me that he started visiting more often. I always remembered he would be there and I knew I was his favorite for some reason, not that he neglected my sisters of course. He just took a greater care with me. When I was nine years old my father tried to unlock my Aura on the behest of grandpa, nothing happened.

That's when my grandfather explained to me about what it meant. I didn't understand much at the time except that I wasn't going to be a hunter like all the heroes my father once told me about and my sisters who were all in training or graduated and attained their licenses. Instead I, Jaune Arc was destined to become, a ninja, which was the only thing that stuck with me. My father seemed to understand although he wasn't too happy about it but in the end he told me to go with grandfather on his travels.

Later on I would realize that we travelled mostly outside the kingdoms, obviously as Ninja we covet privacy among all things and as such we never became hunters. Instead we serve from the shadows ensuring that peace remains within the four kingdoms although the hunters seem to have it covered for the most part.

This, in my opinion is ironic considering that they are called hunters, yet most prefer to stay in their kingdoms to protect it from the inside. This has left us, the ninjas with the task of doing most of their jobs outside the kingdoms in secret. Not that I'm complaining, I actually prefer the Grimm infested plains of the badlands compared to a cushy room in the kingdoms, it keeps my senses sharp.

I trained my body and learnt the ways of the ninja very well as do most Arcs. Three years after I left home at the age of twelve, I was noted by my grandfather to be a prodigy even by Arc standard. With my idol's praise I became a little conceited, took bigger risks just for the sake of showing off. I overestimated myself one day when I was ambushed by a new species of Grimm I encountered and had my eye slashed out. That was the most damage that mantis Grimm got as my grandfather arrived later and patched me up. He at least didn't scold me, seeing as losing my eye was enough of a lesson learnt.

Having one eye didn't stop me though, in fact it motivated me to becoming even better. I took my training more seriously, listening to every lecture on chakra control and learning more ninjutsu even ones that are not inherent to our clan. I became proficient in the three forms of ninja combat, Genjutsu, Taijutsu and especially Ninjutsu which I take pride in as a 'ninjutsu specialist.'

As for my grandfather he can be a slave driver most times and for a ninja he has a great sense of humor which I picked up. He told me that having good humor can help me cope with the doom and gloom that comes with being a ninja or I would turn 'Emo' from the stress. At fourteen years old I made a name for myself when I participated in the Chunin exams, where Ninjas who had heirs to their clan names would gather.

My grandfather told me that it was just a way for other clans to showoff and I figure he was no exception. During the tests I met some friends and I even learned some of their jutsus and fighting styles. After a mind numbing week I emerged victorious as the last one standing and was rewarded with recognition for my skills by being promoted to Chunin level. Grandfather also gave me a 'gift' for which I am forever grateful for.

After that grandfather elevated the intensity of my training and I was able to go on some solo missions without his supervision. These missions range from Grimm eradication to rescues and even….assassination. Not that I wouldn't do it but only if the person had it coming and it would benefit society. I had learned long ago that although ninjas served to protect the peace, they are not heroes and are the ones who do the things heroes don't.

By the time I was sixteen I was promoted to Jounin, the second youngest in ninja history. For that grandfather gave me a gift, that I will not disclose information on since it is considered a treasure. Life was pretty smooth for the next few months but as they say all good things must come to an end, what I couldn't understand was why, WHY did it have to be his.

Ihad known my grandfather to be ill for a while but I thought he would pull through like he always does. To me the man seemed invincible, heck he probably was considering that I've never won against him even in his old age the bastard was faster, stronger and definitely wiser. I looked after him on his death bed, making sure to receive his last wishes before he succumbed to his age. I witnessed the death of another great Shinobi.

As per customary with Shinobi upon their death, I burned his body on a pyre and collected his ashes in an urn that housed many other Arcs before him, pretty sure I'm going to be in there someday as well, hopefully I'll be just as old. For his final wishes, he wanted me to return home, which was understandable since I would need to explain to the family, his death before throwing his ashes across the sea near his birthplace as per tradition. He also gave me two letters, one to give father and the other to be given to 'the headmaster.'

I looked at the instructions then at the urn which held my grandfather's ashes and shook my head, the old coot was odd, sometimes senile and more often than not, borderline insane outside of a serious situation but I still respected him, so I didn't question his decision, much.

It took me a month to arrive in Arc Town, as the name suggest was home to my family, it was founded by my five times great grandfather however it was his (ninja) cousin who scouted the area as suitable for settlement, not that the history books will ever say that. It's actually sad to know that when I help my family and kingdom Iwon't be recognized publicly for it .

Anyway, since I am the returning prodigal Arc who has returned from his journey, I know my appearance will have heads turning a few heads and with my new status as a ninja I am inclined to not draw attention to myself. With that mindset I took to sneaking around back alleys and jumping the rooftops to get to my home.

I stood at the door for about two minutes, taking in everything and subconsciously making possible escape routes before finally knocking on the door. Saying that my family was shocked by my appearance would be an understatement as the moment the doors I was enveloped in a hug. I almost substituted right then and there but calmed down once I realized who was doing the hugging.

My mother was in hysterics when she saw that I lost my eye and before I could get a word in her Aura flared as she went into a tirade about killing grandpa. That was one of the scariest things I've ever seen in my life, did I mention my mother was an extremely skilled, extremely powerful huntress. I swear the urn I held subtly shook as she said something about 'castration.'

Luckily I was able to calm her down long enough to explain the real reason why I showed up, I also told her that I couldn't stay long. By this time she and my sisters already know about the other side of the Arc family, I imagine it would be hard to explain. Grandpa made a judgment to not tell his son of it since he wasn't born with any Chakra.

It wasn't long before the rest of my family gathered to see the return of the prodigal son. My sisters were surprisingly broken up about grandfather dying; then again I shouldn't be surprised he spent a good time with them when they were younger. After a small service, we all took turns scattering his ashes across the town sea.

I gave dad grandfather's letter and he read it. That was one down, now he just had to find out who this 'Headmaster' character was and I could do some solo missions. At least that was the plan until father said something that completely caught me off guard. He told me that my grandfather wanted me to attend Beacon academy as a last request.

What can I say? I felt a bunch of emotions well up inside but I managed to quell them and asked the simple question, why? Why would he want me to? Was it a mission of some kind? That seemed the most prudent but dad went on further to state that he wanted me to complete the full four years and get a hunter's license

I-I honestly didn't know what to say, years of tutelage under someone so formal made me inclined to carry out his wishes, add to fact that it was his final wish and he had practically forced me to agree with the terms of which I did. My father beamed at me and when he announced it to the rest of my family and needless to say there was cause for celebration.

What did I think? Well at first I was confused but after the initial shock I was angry but did not show it. Don't get me wrong I used to actually want to be a hunter as it was the best chance I would have at being a hero, like all Arcs are. The travels with grandfather and the knowledge I've gained not to mention firsthand experience painted a different picture for me and I've since change my views on the subject though. Yes by all means I still want to be a hero but not that kind of hero, not anymore.

I've learned that there are all kinds of heroes and just because the population at large won't know your name doesn't mean that they won't benefit from your heroic deeds. In the end that's what mattered right? The well being of the people you are sworn to protect? I think so.

I have information on all of the well known and even some obscured combat schools across Remnant. Beacon is hailed as one of, if not the best combat school on Remnant but I knew that whether it was civilian or combat the place was still a school. Meaning that they would be focused on learning about trivial things the first two years before actually getting to the point of why they are there in the first place.

Now don't get me wrong I have nothing against hunters and by no means look down on them, after all, there's a reason why people look up to them as keepers of the peace. It's just that, for me, right now, enrolling in a hunter school wouldn't serve any purpose to benefit me. I already know about the Grimm, Dust, relevant history, current news, I try to be well informed, comes with the territory.

Combat isn't a problem, my missions cover human and non-human opponents, I don't have Aura but that didn't stop grandpa from teaching me about it. I was practically raised on most of all the combat schools syllabuses and have been out in the field for almost a decade, so really what's the point? With my line of work I don't usually need allies but just in case I have great social skills so I could use the old 'Arc charm' to make a few if need be.

Thinking about all that my anger rose and somehow mom could see it, I don't know how she did but she knew my grandfather's wish didn't sit well with me. She tried to comfort me, she really did, even some of my oldest sisters tried, telling me that it wouldn't be so bad. They fell on deaf ears though, I didn't accept their help, it was my issue and I needed to solve it myself.

As such I treated my dilemma as a test of some sort, grandfather was wise so there must be some hidden meaning behind his request, right? No not after all that intense training he put me through to be a great shinobi. He wouldn't do all that just to let me do a whole new set of training at Beacon.

And for what, so that I could be a ninja with a hunter's license that I probably don't need or won't use? I pondered this for several days, even when I boarded the Dust plane on my way to..school, man this was depressing. I looked around and saw the students and it was safe to say that most of these people truly don't know what they are going to be in for, if how they act are a hint.

To them this was an exciting day at a new prestigious school, ah these guys wouldn't make it a full week out in the badlands but I guess that's what coming to Beacon is suppose to prepare them for. I watched as the video of Glynda Goodwitch played, welcoming the students to Beacon, her face stern the entire time. I barely listened to it as I took a glance at the rather flashy weapons everyone has, obviously customized with an assortment of colors.

Another thing that's flashy would be some of the student's battle attire, taking a look around I spotted two examples in a girl with long blonde hair having a conversation with a younger black hair girl with red highlights. I get that Aura could protect them but, those outfits don't look anything like combat gear. To each his own I guess or in this case, her own.

For myself, I decided to dress casual, blue jeans and a black hoodie over my chainmail vest (hey, can't be too careful), black finger-less gloves with metal plating over the knuckles, the gloves themselves contain thin razor sharp fiber wires. I was almost tempted to wear a face mask to cover my mouth but my parents convinced me not to. Looking back, a face mask would've just attracted unwanted attention.

I didn't wear my forehead protector since the whole point was to blend in with the crowd. So I wore a medical patch over my left eye, less hassle plus this way people would think I had an accident and my eye was recovering as opposed to wearing an eyepatch where people would stare because I lost an eye at such a young age.

I carried a single brown pouch clipped behind my pants, carrying my summoning scrolls aka my luggage, also weapons etc. I had a smaller pouch strapped to my right thigh, it had a few Kunai in it, not that I'd really need them but if there's anything grandpa has ever thought me is that a ninja must always be prepared.

After listening to the headmistress Glynda Goodwitch's announcement the aircraft landed and then everyone disembarked. I couldn't help but stare at the sheer size of the place, it looks even better up close

"Vale's got nothing on this place" I heard a feminine voice say behind me.

I turned to see the two girls I spotted on the bullhead earlier, now that they're this close I've got to say they aren't bad looking, one could even call them gorgeous maybe for the older one, I would call the younger one cute. I turned and began walking off before they caught me staring. I only made it about ten feet before the blonde ran past me with some random people.

I blinked and turned around to find the girl in red looking dizzy and stumbling back right into a luggage cart. Before I could say watch out, she fell back throwing the white luggage off while doing so. No sooner did a girl who in my opinion must have been sent from the heavens because of her snow white hair, angelic face and pale blue eyes started yelling at her.

"Ah she'll be fine" I mumbled to myself before continuing on my way.

Another ten feet later and an explosion made me snap my head back towards them.

After the red cloud that showed lightning and ice parted, there stood little red and the snow angel, except she was covered in soot. After a moment the snow angel began yelling at little red who was bringing her two index finger together in embarrassment. They were approached by yet another beautiful girl with a black bow on top of her head, her expression was a definite neutral.

"Is every girl in this school beautiful and/or cute?" I asked myself but shrugged the question off.

Instead I walked to survey the land for a nice quiet spot to read a book but not just any book it is my personal book I recently picked up. Just because I'm literally out of the woods doesn't mean I don't enjoy reading literature, something I picked up in the absence of technology. Half the excitement I got from my travels is watching grandpa do an awesome cool new technique and now I have free reign to learn.

Then it just occurred to me, since I'm trying to remain incognito I won't be able to use any as long as I'm here which means I'M STUCK HERE FOR FOUR YEARS AND I CAN'T USE ANY NINJUSTSU. No, that's not fair, I worked hard to learn those things, I mean yeah I'm really good in Taijutsu and since my left eye I've only gotten better in Genjutsu but still. No maybe I can still use them but explain that it's a part of my semblance

"Get it together Jaune" I mumbled to myself "you're over thinking things, at least wait until you actually get accepted before you dwell on it." I noticed someone behind me not moving.

"Can I help you?" I said before turning around and was greeted by a familiar sight.

It was little red and she kept staring at me not saying or doing anything, I guess my appearance would do that but that doesn't mean it is any less annoying.

"Helloooo" I said waving in front of her face. She snapped out of it "didn't your parents teach you it's impolite to stare?"

"I-I'm so sorry it's just that-"

I held my hand up "its fine, happens a lot more than you think." I assured her "hey aren't you the girl who exploded?" I questioned teasingly, the ol' Arc Charm at its finest.

"That was an accident! That was an accident! She kept yelling at me and shaking that vile of Dust in my face and I sneezed and it exploded and she kept yelling even more and the-"

She was cut off when I laughed out loud holding my sides "that's what happened?" I wiped away a tear "you have wicked allergies crater face." I joked

"Hey~" she complained "that not very nice, uh um" she fumbled her words

"It's Jaune, Jaune Arc" I stretched my arm out with a friendly smile

She looked at it warily before shaking it "Ruby Rose."

Ruby Rose huh, I guess that explains all the red.

"So what did you want to ask me?"

"Oh uh do you know where the Auditorium is, I am completely lost."

"Sure but we still have some time before we're suppose to show up. By the way weren't you with a blonde girl earlier?"

"That's Yang" she chirped but then her expression became upset "she ditched me to hang out with her friends" her expression became sad.

"Then why don't you just hang out with some of your friends then?"

She shook her head sheepishly while bridging her index fingers "I don't have any" her voice was quiet.

"Well since you don't have any, want to be friends then?" After that question I swore I saw twinkles in her silver eyes.

"Really!" she squealed but then composed herself "wh-I-I mean if you don't mind I mean I am just a stranger"

I waved her off "Ah don't worry, my mom always said that strangers are just friends you haven't met yet" I grinned and she returned the gesture. "So shall we?" I gestured towards the Auditorium.

We walked in complete awkward silence at least that must be what Ruby was thinking since she kept swaying in h steps as if she's trying to start a conversation. I myself don't really mind the silence but seeing her like that was kind of painful to watch.

"Sooo" she slowed down behind me

'Looks like she finally found something to talk about' I thought.

"I've got this" she took the red box behind her back and it unfolded into a giant scythe with what looks like a magazine sticking out of it. It was really bad ass.

"Wow, is that a scythe?" I mentally slapped myself, of course it's a scythe, idiot.

"Yep and it also functions as a high powered sniper rifle"

And it transformed into a sniper, I could've commented on how contradictory it was to fuse a long range weapon with a short range weapon but I guess when you think about it, she has more options.

"That's cool"

"So what'd you got?" she asked inching closer with excitement

"Well I don't have anything like you have actually" I said before reaching for my leg pouch "plus I don't really have a main weapon like everyone else but I mostly use these." I pulled out a Kunai and a shuriken.

"Ooooh, what do they do?" she asked expectantly while examining the shuriken

I sweat dropped; she looked at it as if it was supposed to mechashift into something.

"Ruby" I interrupted

"Yes?"

"They don't do anything, I can either throw them or" I grasp the Kunai "or in the Kunai's case, use it to stab or cut things." I finished.

She seemed kind of disappointed, no not disappointed, more like worried "that's it?" She looked at me with her puppy dog eyes.

I almost immediately melted under her gaze and became bashful "Na" I waved her off "I actually got a whole bunch I keep on me, like my grandpa always said 'a ninja must always be prepared'." My eyes widened in realization.

'I just outed myself' I found myself on all fours begging my ancestors before me for forgiveness. I just outed myself after a girl gave me the puppy dog eyes.

"You're a ninja?" I heard her ask calmly.

I looked up to see her staring at me, somehow her eyes were darkened even though her bangs aren't that long. Weird

"Um, yes?" I answered more out of curiosity than genuinely.

She started trembling "that, that" I got off my knees and stood up.

"That, is, SO COOL!" she raised her head and to my surprise was beaming at me with a wide smile and stars in her eyes. It was honestly confusing yet adorable at the same time.

She started going on a mad rant about how cool ninjas are while zipping around the place doing incoherent kungfu noises and poses she probably saw from movies.

"I can't wait to tell Yang that I'm friends with an actual ninja!"

Okay that I heard "uh Ruby"

"Yes"

"Please don't tell anyone"

She deflated "why not?"

"Because I don't need the attention" my reply came out more blunt than I thought it would.

She was startled by my bluntness but nodded all the same "okay I won't tell anyone Jaune." Great now I feel bad.

I sighed while scratching my head "look I'm sorry Ruby" she looked at me confusedly "I'm sorry for being harsh but you weren't even supposed to find that out, it slipped my tongue. I don't need anyone prying me for answers or anything."

She brightened at this "you don't have to worry Jaune your secret is safe with me."

I smiled and ruffled her hair "hey quit it" she demanded.

We arrived inside the building and the blonde girl who I learned was Ruby's actual sister called her over. "Hey Ruby over here, I saved you a spot!"

"Oh yeah, I gotta go" she began walking off but not before adding "I'll see you after the ceremony."

I did a weak wave "aw great, now where am I supposed to find a nice quirky girl to talk to" as I finished that sentence I felt eyes on me.

I turned around and my blue eye met her emerald ones. I took in her complete appearance, she wore her red hair in a high ponytail, her attire consisted of bronze armor with a red scarf tied to her waist and a headdress with an emerald jewel at the center.

I blinked

She blinked, before quickly turning away

I turned away as well

"It is official, only beautiful girls are allowed in this school" I said to myself.

Or maybe it's just my luck because I swear it's like déjà vu

"YOU!" I heard a feminine voice yell

I turned towards the ruckus "speaking of déjà vu" I mumbled.

It seems like snow angel was yelling at Ruby again and again I will not touch that conversation. I firmly believe that when a group of girls are arguing with each other the men should not intervene

"Yeah and we can paint our nails and try on clothes and talk about tall, blonde and one eyed over there." I heard her say while pointing at me.

My brows furrowed, that was uncalled for and it just goes to show that you can't judge a book by its cover looks like mistook a 'snow angel' for the 'ice queen' and mark my words I will get her back for that one eyed comment. I'm serious; I don't take kindly to people insulting my eye, especially what I had went through to receive it.

Soon the entire room was quiet as the headmaster Ozpin walked on stage, professor Goodwitch followed close behind. Once all the murmurs stopped and everyone was quiet, I took the chance given to take out my little journal, the one that I had planned to read earlier before I met Ruby.

Even though I was reading, it didn't stop me from listening to the headmaster's little speech which I scoffed at. It was so obvious to me what he was trying to do, he deliberately sounded morbid and dismissive of their skills in order for them to get rid of all doubt in their minds and weed out anyone weak willed or arrogant ones. It's a good tactic, when dealing with the Grimm or anything really, you don't need anyone that could jeopardize the goal.

We were all later given scroll devices and were told of the locker delivery system. That would actually be kind of inconvenient for me. The summoning scrolls wrapped around my forearms have a higher security since I'm the only one who can use them and is more convenient. Hmm, I guess I could put some of my other scrolls in it, that's a thought for another time. I found a nice, dark, quiet corner away from people and began tinkering with my scroll.

Night soon descended on Beacon but I was still familiarizing myself with the scroll, for such a small device it has a lot of features, I didn't even noticed it was night time yet. By the time I was satisfied, I was the only one in the room not in his pajamas, I looked around for any cameras or straying eyes before flickering towards the nearest bathroom.

I took off my shirt and chain mail but stopped to look over the numerous scars I acquired during my time with grandpa and became saddened as his dying smile ran through my mind. The moment passed and I changed into a navy blue pajama bottom and matching T- shirt.

Next I went for my locker, the locker room was empty good thing too, I don't need anyone seeing what I was about to do. After a silent sweep for cameras I took one of my scrolls, opened it, bit my thumb and after a few hand seals

"Summoning" I said quietly and a puff of smoke later some of my weapons appeared on the scroll sheet, that includes, explosive tags, a few kunai, shuriken, makibishi spikes, a few roles of fiber wires and a Wakizashi. I decided to pre-pack for the initiation tomorrow, I packed the pouches neatly and my weapon scrolls along with them.

I went inside the building and was hit with the site of Ruby's sister leering at a bunch of shirtless guys flexing and play fighting. I shook my head and decided it would be better if I wasn't seen by her or Ruby for that matter and as such I took the scenic route so as to not get caught. Sure it took longer but I'm glad I never took the chance because ice queen is, for the third time today, arguing with Ruby and her sister in front of the cool beauty with the bow from this morning.

I found a nice comfy spot and sighed ready to close my eye and as if on cue, cool beauty blew out the candles.

Thank You.

To Be Continued


Author's Notes: Had this little story on the back burner for a while, just something I wanted to try, my very first Jaune-centric story. Got this after reading 'Hunter of The Copy Wheel Eye' by 'Rage Addiction,' like the story, although Jaune's change in personality was really weird for my taste.

Anyway, just thought, instead of Saskue or Itachi, I'd make Jaune like Kakashi because let's be honest there is just not enough fics with everyone's favorite Jounin. I've written a few chapters but got stuck on where to continue, of course I won't follow cannon. In fact I'll probably do something that would blow the cannon story away.

But Like I mentioned, this depends on YOU, so what's the verdict? Should I or Shouldn't I Continue