Chapter 1

It was a normal day in Beacon Academy.

"RRRRRRAAAAAAAWWWWWWWRRRRRRRR!"

Like I said normal.

The reason why I, Jaune Arc was running away from a pack of Beowulves and Ursas was because today Ms. Goodwitch was giving us an outdoor lesson on how to strategically plan out attacks for Grimm. So she assigned each student to do a trial run on how we would personally take down a horde of Grimm. If we do a good job we get a passing grade, but if we fail we have to write a 30 page essay on Grimm history and biology. So as we speak you can probably guess what grade I am going to get.

"CRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!"

"Come on Jaune." Pyrrha said as she cheered me on. "You can do it."

"Oh God this is awful" Ruby said as she used her cloak to hide her face, afraid of what might happen next.

"Well I say he deserves it." Weiss said nonchalant. "After all he usual spends his time sleeping in class."

"That's because he spends most of his time studying." Blake said angered by Weiss's remark.

"Uh guys?" Nora said interrupting the girl's conversation. "Does you guys have any idea what Jaune is doing?"

"I think he is trying to lead the Grimm into that hole." Ren informed Nora.

Once again my only male friend in this school was right again. You see as I was running around in circles trying not to get eaten I noticed a large pit where I am guessing a ship or something crashed. Heading towards the site I leaped off into bushes making the Grimm think that I actually leaped into the hole causing the whole horde to jump in.

"Yeah!" I said in excitement. "Who's the top Grimm no-"

Before I could finish my ever so energetic dance routine God or Gods or whatever deity causes whatever to make the world go round decided to make the one of the few good moments in my life turn bad.

"Yea-ARGH"

Suddenly a Beowulf came out of nowhere and pounced right on me.

"Jaune!" Pyrrha screamed out in panic. "Ms. Goodwitch we have to go and help him."

"O-of course." Ms. Goodwitch said in a panic. "Team members of JNPR and RWBY go down and-"

As Ms. Goodwitch was instructing my team and Ruby's something bizarre came upon me. As my face was near inches away from the Beowulf's something in the back of my head kicked my instincts into overdrive with a crazy but dangerous plan.

"God I hope this works." I muttered as I was about to do the impossible.

Lowering down my shield that protected me from the Grimm I used my sword hand to strike into the mouth of the beast. Although it was a good it and left the beast dead the bastard's last action before going to the place where Grimm chomped down on my arm in the process.

"AGH!" I screamed in agony as I grabbed the spot where my limb was.

"JAUNE!" Ruby screamed as she rushed in lightning speed towards me. "Jaune stay with me you're going to be fine, you hear me."

"Ugh this is worse than the time my sister dropped my pants in front of my whole fifth grade class." I weakly said trying to lighten the mood.

"Please don't joke about this." Ruby wept as she tried to not laugh. "You might die."

"Ruby I won't-AGH"

Surging like electricity my semblance began to go into work like never before. You see my semblance or power would usually protect me like a shield but since failed it began to take an alternate course. What was once a stump part of my body began to quickly grow into a full bodied arm.

"Oh my God Jaune do you see this." Ruby said with a smile as her tears of sorrow quickly became tears of joy. "Jaune?"

After my semblance finished repairing the damage that was upon my body I began to fall into unconsciousness.

When I woke up again I was in the Beacons nurse's room where I was lying on one of those hospital beds with an IV tube connected to my wrist.

"What happened?" I said in a horsed voice.

"You were injured."

Trailing my eyes to the source of the voice, resting towards a window seal was a mid to late 30's man dressed in a red tattered cloak, with a gray dress shirt with a long tail, black dress pants, black dress shoes, and his weapon resting on his back.

"Lost your arm to a Grimm bite but magically grew back." The random man said as he began to inspect said arm. "Not a bad job your semblance did though. Looks as if I never got hurt before."

"Thanks." I said a bit uncomfortable with this random make who was inspecting my arm. "But um, who are you exactly?"

"Oh, so you don't-" The man said letting go of my arm and stepping back. "Well allow me to introduce myself. The name is Qrow Branwen you probably know me as Ruby and Yang's uncle but as of today I am your personal combat instructor.

"What?"

"What?" Yang said in shock as she visited me after I was able to go back into my dorm.

"I know. Why would your uncle want to train me? Doesn't he have other stuff to do?"

"Not really, usually whenever he isn't going on missions he's usually out flirting with some chick and drinking booze."

"Well at least now I know where you get your flirting from." I jokingly said to Yang resulting her playfully punching me.

"You jerk. Anyways I'm glad to you back on your feet. Especially after that whole fiasco that went down this morning."

"It wasn't that bad. You guys didn't have to worr-"

"Of course we had to worry, you're our friend. Whenever one of us were feeling sad you would instantly try to cheer us up. I mean remember when I was wrongly accused during the Vytal Festival? You snuck into Altesian Military Prison just to see if I was fine."

"Yeah, that was awesome up until officers came and tackled me down." I said traumatized. "That was not pleasant."

"Anyway the point is whatever happens I am going to care." Yang said quickly realizing what she said.

"Don't you mean w-"

"What'sthatRubyallrightiwillbetherebyeJaune!" Yang said as she blushed and scurried towards her dorm room.

"Ok then." I said lying on my bed. "This could work, I mean how hard can Qrow push me. After all I am friends with his niece's. What's the worst that can happen?"

Little did I know that I was ever so wrong times infinity of the square root of WRONG! But that story is for another time.