I don't own RWBY or Fairy Tail. Not sure why this is important on a non-profitable website, but whatever.

At the moment, he hated being a dragon slayer.

Don't be mistaken, he liked his semblance, he really did, but in his current situation he hated his powers. Why? Because he was stuck on a flying vehicle. He had heard of people like him who had similar powers, and suffered the same weakness. He'd heard rumors and stories of others like him, and how they had the same odd weakness that Jaune had. He had yet to meet one of these Dragon Slayers, but he was bound to run into one at some point, for better or for worse.

"This is totally not worth it." He said to himself, his voice slightly echoing from the trashcan he was hunched over. He was dreading this part of his trip to Beacon, which was riding aboard a large Bullhead As he lifted his head to gaze at the multitude of students around him, he saw each of them displaying a different expression and emotion. Some were quite excited, some were incredibly nervous, and a few just stared out of the windows with calm expressions. He heard a few comments of him vomiting with his enhanced hearing. They thought that they were being discrete, but Jaune could still hear them. He knew he wouldn't hear the end of this for a while. "Lucky bastards." He muttered, although it's not like he could be mad at any of them, it was just the luck of the draw of how he got his abilities, and people were entitled to their own opinions of him. He'd just have to change them with his actions.

As soon as the dust plane had landed, he quickly stumbled his way to the nearest exit, nearly knocking everyone on the way and apologizing with every person he ran into. Once he was off of the plane he fell forward to be accepted once more to the grounds embrace. "Land, oh how I've missed you." He stayed there until he noticed the odd looks he was getting from his soon to be peers. Instantly, he stood up and walked away from his location, unsure on where to go exactly. As he was walking away, he noticed a white haired girl complaining to a girl who strangely resembled red riding hood about the usage of dust. The girl in white was shaking a bottle of red dust, which was leaking out of the bottle. Jaune could smell the dusts almost spicy scent.

"That's not good." He said hastily. He knew enough about dust to know how dangerous uncontained red dust was. He was about to intervene when the girl in red sneezed, causing the red dust to ignite. Jaune chuckled at the girl in white's reaction and her soot covered face. He also felt bad about the girl in red. Before their argument went on further, a third person joined the fray. She wore mostly black.

"It's like everyone has a freakin' color scheme." Jaune whispered. Soon enough, the girl in white and the girl in black had left the girl in red to collapse on the ground in defeat. "Nobody should get treated like that on the first day." Jaune said with a slight frown before shifting his expression to what he hoped seemed like a welcoming grin.

He walked over to the girl and outstretched his hand. "Hey, I'm Jaune!" he said with his toothy smile, hoping to cheer her up.

She hesitantly responded and grabbed the offered hand.

"Ruby." She stated with a small smile. Before Jaune could say anything else Ruby pointed out, "Aren't you the guy who threw up on the ship?"

Jaune frowned at this. Seriously, someone had to point that out already?

"Yeah, well it's a sort of side effect that comes with my semblance. I have severe motion sickness because of it." He explained vaguely. He knew she would ask, and it would be easier just to say what he was, but Jaune had a flare for the dramatic. It was a bit of a guilty pleasure.

Ruby was curious, "How does that work?" Ruby asked. She'd never heard of a semblance with a drawback. Some semblances were flawed, but that was usually due to hoe the semblance operated. Motion sickness wasn't normally a flaw, it was an outright weakness.

Jaune shrugged and smiled, "Beats me, but as long as I'm not on a vehicle, I'm a forced to be reckoned with!" Jaune struck a pose, throwing his fists into the air and spreading his legs, causing Ruby to laugh.

They began to walk silently when Ruby spoke up, "So I got this thing." She said offhandedly as she let her scythe completely form, causing Jaune to jump back in surprise.

"Jeez, that's scary!" He shrieked, but cleared his throat as he heard his own voice reach such a high octave, "So you have a scythe?" he asked nervously, trying to regain his dignity.

"It's also a customizable, high impact sniper rifle." Ruby said proudly.

Jaune was dumbfounded, "whaaa," was his intelligent response.

"it's also a gun." Ruby said with humor. She directed her attention back to Jaune. "So what do you have?" She said with surprisingly large interest.

Jaune was still slightly surprised with her weapon's appearance in comparison to her own, causing him to fumble with his weapon. Jaune let out an embarrassed laugh and scratched the back of his head. Ruby just waited patiently, not pt off by his odd behavior. Jaune took a deep, calming breath to regain his bearings. Juane drew his sword from its sheath, then activated his sheath, turning it into a large hite shield.

"Well my shield absorbs any damage I block with it and converts it into white dust. My sword has a similar effect, but it creates white dust with the more damage I deal with my sword. The white dust is then turned into a white liquid that gets dispensed from these capsules." Jaune pointed under the straps of his shield, showing three capsules, and then unscrewed the bottom of his sword, revealing three more capsules. "This liquid is what I use to… empower myself." He finished.

Ruby was in awe, "That's so cool!" she yelled with child-like glee, but then looked confused, "Wait, so how does white dust liquid empower you?" she asked. She wasn't very well-versed with dust, but she knew the basics. Dust was used for weaponry and as an energy source. She'd never heard of it directly empowering someone before.

Jaune smiled proudly and pointed at himself, "It generates aura that I use with my semblance."

Ruby thought for a second, and then asked, "So what is your semblance? I forgot to ask."

Jaune kept a wide smile on his face. "I'm a White Dragon Slayer!"

Ruby just stared at him, trying to comprehend the words that he just used to form his self-proclaimed title. "A what?" she asked, dumbfounded.

Jaune figured that this would require a bit of an explanation, he really couldn't expect most people to understand him right away.

"Well I'm what is known as a White Dragon Slayer. Although I can't go into great detail on how I obtained my powers, I can say my powers are more like a gift from my father." Jaune knew he couldn't just say his father was a DRAGON. Most sane people barely believed in dragons. Jaune didn't know who his real parents were. He only had Weisslogia to look up to when he was young, and that was enough.

Ruby thought about what he said, but decided that she would question him later on the loose explanation. She didn't have the right to pry on it anyways "Well we better get to the main building or we'll miss the orientation." Ruby said while finally retracting her weapon.

Jaune followed suit, his shield reverting back into a scabbard. Jaune slid his sword back into the scabbard in one smooth motion. "That sounds good, let's go!" Jaune began to lead the way with Ruby close behind.

"How do you know where you're going?" Ruby asked curiously. Beacon was basically a maze to her, and they didn't even hand out maps!

"I can smell a large group of people over in this direction." Jaune stated. Ruby just smiled and laughed lightly.

'This guy is just full of surprises isn't he?' Ruby thought to herself.

Once they entered the orientation room, Ruby was called over by a girl in yellow. The girl in yellow actually looked familiar. Jaune recognized her as one of the ones who commented on his air sickness.

'Seriously? What's with these girls and colors!' Jaune thought.

Ruby looked back at Jaune, "Hey that's my sister, I gotta go. I'll talk to you after the orientation!"

Before he could respond, Ruby was gone. Jaune shrugged, "Now who am I going to talk to?" Jaune said with defeat in his voice. Jaune just stood awkwardly, waiting for something, ANYTHING to happen. Unfortunately nothing happened, causing his boredom and loneliness to increase. He looked back at Ruby, only to see her talking to the girl in white again. He used his advanced hearing to eavesdrop on their conversation, but he only caught the ending of the girl in white's sarcasm.

"Yeah, and we can paint our nails, and try on clothes, and talk about cute boys like tall, blonde and scraggly over there." She finished while pointing her thumb at Jaune, who was confused as to how their conversation had reached a topic like that. 'Cute? Well I've never been categorized like that before. Although I've barely even been around that many people, so I guess anything can happen. ' Jaune thought. He then heard the sound of a microphone being turned on. He looked over to the stage only to see Professor Ozpin.

'Hey it's Ozpin!' Jaune mentally cheered. Finally, someone he actually knew! As Ozpin began his speech, Jaune just stared in deep thought at Ozpin, the person who helped him learn right from wrong. Jaune was extremely thankful that Ozpin had saved him from possible self-destruction. Once Ozpin finished his speech and Glynda told everyone to prepare for the next day, Jaune looked at the girl in white again before thinking of a conversation starter. He walked over to her and said, "I'm a natural blonde you know!" She just sighed, clearly annoyed with Jaune's entrance. She walked off before he could say anything else.

'Well that wasn't the reaction I was hoping for,' he thought, and then shrugged, 'I'll just try again later.'

Later that night, all of the students were gathered in one large room for the night. Jaune was slightly concerned by this. "Well this seems… unethical." Jaune whispered to himself. He liked to sleep in private, no matter what. That's how most of his life was, secluded from others, and now he's sharing one room with a ton of people.

'This is irritating,' Jaune thought. He stood there awkwardly, fidgeting in his spot. 'How is everyone comfortable with this?'

Jaune didn't know what to do. He wasn't entirely comfortable with his body. His chest had two large scars cutting at an angle down the left side, and his stomach had three medium-sized, but long cuts in horizontal lines. He unstrapped his armor and slid a hand under his shirt, feeling the scars. 'I was lucky to only have these scars when I fought him,' Jaune thought. He then scowled. 'I will have my revenge for what he did to my father. I swear it.' he thought with malice.

Jaune was snapped out of his internal venting when he noticed several eyes on him. Jaune felt slightly colder than he had before, and unfortunately he noticed why. Jaune was unaware that that he had taken off his sweatshirt and undershirt in his trance, leaving his bare torso exposed. He also noticed the room fell silent. He could hear the whispers from the other students. Some were looking at him subtly, only glancing at him a few times to see every part of him. Others were openly staring, like the girl in yellow he saw with Ruby. She was smiling, which started to creep him out. 'Crap crap crap crap crap!' he mentally screamed. Immediately he slid into his sleeping bag, hoping to be left alone. Jaune mentally cursed himself for his stupidity.

Thankfully, nobody approached him. He was overjoyed by this. He got comfortable in his sleeping bag and began to focus on other conversations. He could hear the girl in yellow and the girl in black exchange names. 'So their names are Yang and Blake, cool'. He casually listened to their conversation, and learned a little bit about Blake and Ruby. He enjoyed hearing Ruby's inspiration to become a hunter, so innocent yet so… for the lack of a better word, inspiring. He found that he was about to fall asleep to their lovely conversation before Yang got Ruby worked up, which apparently pissed off the girl in white. She told them to be quiet, which somehow led to each of them telling each other to be quite. Jaune inwardly groaned, 'This crazy crap better not continue in the morning.'

I'm rewriting the early chapters. Looking back at these is actually painful and I want more people to read this. I looked at the graph of how many people read this and it dropped a lot more than I wanted it to and now I see why.