AN: Sorry that I haven't been posting My school and work decided that they didn't like me and gave me too much to worry about. I'll see what I can do about consistency and getting chapter out in a reasonable matter of time. Also I'm going to be giving up on Dreadnought Rising. However I'll put it up for adoption so if any are interested in it its all yours. Now that's all out of the way lets get on with the New story… Presenting Chapter 1 of the Driver (read till end please)
The Past of the Past…?
Standing there in the middle of the night outside standing underneath the broken moon of his house with a backpack, and a determination that no one has ever seen. One that would cause many grimm to run to their death into a very determined Arc, at least that what he believed. Looking closely at his normally uneasy, weak eyes, now set ablaze in a fierce white light.
Looking in hindsight to this it isn't the best plan considering he doesn't have a weapon or a plan of how to get to Vale. However he doesn't really care, he will find his way no matter what, even if it costs him in the end. The once determined eyes glazed over with tears, because no matter what pains this place has caused him this is still his home. Even if after this he may never return he can still reflect on his life and smile. As the last tear trails down his cheek on to the ground, he gives his back pack one last check over.
"Food… Water… Cloths… Money… X-ray and Valve… Map… all other extra essentials... all checks and good to go." The young boy mumbles to himself. Hiking up the backpack, turning to finally give his home one last look before he leaves for good, at least he hopes. Looking back to the forest in front of him, he has a long grueling road ahead of him.
Setting down a path of failure and success which many have walked and many who have never reach the end. Walking down the path, the forest seemed to encompass him in its mysterious ways. The trees seem to move as he walks into the forest. Its sounds increasing in depth and adding the Mystic type of forest he is in. the tree seem to grow in height making his confidence seems to waver from when he started.
Walking along the path to his scanning the forest around him. Reaching to his waist as if he had a sword. The instinctual way he went for the sword stated that he had used a sword before and he had given him some sort of habit. Continuing forward from the slight pause he came up to a crossroad. Looking up, he never noticed that the path seemed to fade into the forest leaving him with no path at all to lead him anywhere. Stopping for a slight moment causing him to see that the sun was raising. The sky burning like a fire was set ablaze at its base, streaks of light piercing through the trees and shining directly into his eyes. Causing him to raise his hand to block the sun as his eyes dilate to be able to see in the sun.
'Just how long had I been walking' he thought "This is going to be problematic." He mumbles when his eyes finally adjust to the light.
'I think its time to take a break' he speculated to himself. Sitting down on the side of the almost non-existent path. He pulls out one of his water bottles and a granola bar. Taking a sip of the water bottle and a bite of the Granola bar. He pulls out the maps to see if he can get a basic Idea where he is. Now looking at the map more closely he noticed that there is a certain area around all of the 4 main kingdoms that there is no markings. They are labeled grim lands on this map. Taking a look he also notices that there is a little mark on the map that seems to look important but that is too far away for him to go to it. However, despite that mark being there he will focus on his main objective, Vale. Looking up from the map to the forest ahead of him, he groans.
'I have no Idea where I am.' his thought became a jumble of emotions. 'well fuck, what can I do now, just keep walking in the direction I think I should go.' standing up from where he was sitting, he looks straight ahead, the same direction he was heading. He though he saw a mountain over this way. However there was nothing on the map he could see. Continuing walking while looking at the map he failed to notice the sign.
Property of U t d sta s of Am ri a Ho el d sec ity a D fense
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time skip 6 months~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
'Where the fuck is vale' he screamed mentally. He has been walking in this one direction from what he has counted six months. Yes, he has survived without a weapon for six months and survived in the wilderness with grimm. Yes there are a lot of grimm out here, however they are solder smarter ones with gold colored eyes. Which funnily don't attack him. Well they have once or twice when he got to close, but if you don't annoy them they won't bother you. However its kinda scary just because he has almost gotten crushed by the big four legged ones he decide to call, stoppy's. If took away the grimm then you just have mother nature trying to kill him at every turn. Like seriously. At points in his journey you would think she wanted him dead, with the amount of near-death experiences, like a boulder falling right next to him, an old redwood tree falling in front of him. He just trekked on, through out the journey he learned many useful survival skills, or made the few he knew so much better. Like for example before his grandfather died, he had taught him how to set up snares for animals of various sizes. While yes they didn't always work, about seventy percent of the time he got something. He also learned to scavenge and forage the plants for food. He has a small booklet that details plants he has been collecting over the past few months.
However, before he could continue his reminiscing he was interrupted by a twig snapping and a lot of growling. Freezing him the spot he was standing he knew he messed up, because in front of him was a cave with a few smaller wolves, but he had heard the noise from behind so while trying to keep the smaller wolves in front of him. Looking back he saw about 6 pairs of red glowing eyes looking at him and the small wolves, knowing instantly that those were grimm. He looked at the small wolves who were whimpering he had two choices. Stay or run. Either one wasn't good. However looking at the wolves he smiles. Being an idoit that he was, he was about to sacrifice himself for a bunch of fucking wolves. Rolling his eyes at his stupidity.
"hey you stupid, yeah you come on." turning to fully face the grimm. He taunted them. Not knowing weather or not this affected them. Knowing only one thing about grim.
If there was some, then there would be more, and oh boy was he right. Just at the moment those 6 pairs of eyes almost tripled in amount.. he know at that moment he was screwed. Turning to his left he booked it away from the cave. All the eyes looked at the wolves then at him and knew he was the tastier snake over all.
If there was one thing Jaune was good at, it was running. At home he was always the wimp of the family. Being the one who was bullied by the whole school. When he was younger his sisters would always protected or at least help him out. Now that they have grown up, it is almost as if they forgot about him and focused on his father. Running through the forest he used his only other skill he learned during school. Free running, or parkour to be more specific. Jumping up and grabbing onto the tree branch and swinging it so he could land on a branch of an adjacent tree and started to run along the branches. While yes this made him slower, it made him harder to reach. Running for a good 3 minutes before his was out of breath. Mind you this was a full on sprint. Looking over to his right at the mountain he noticed something shiny sticking out of the mountain wall. The only problem was that he couldn't really get there just because he had stopped on this tree and now was stuck with seventeen grimm nipping at his feet. Deciding to say fuck it he jumped as far as he could towards the button, which got him to the next tree and with that momentum he jumped to the ground floor and rolled towards the button. Getting up to it his fist couldn't have slammed into it any harder, at that moment a voice rung out.
'Beginning U.S. Department of homeland security and defense Base Zero Zero One, Protocol India-Papa-Delta Unwanted incursion into territory, Threat level Moderate, moving to Defcon 4, skirmish inevitable, deploying Defense Protocol Echo-Alpha-Delta."
at that moment the ground in front of him opened up and two smallish sized towers came out. Both had a large machine gun looking thing on the top of them. Looking both ways he noticed that there were a lot more turrets coming up from the ground.
'Weapon system online." the voice announced from nowhere. this is when he noticed the grimm were now just coming out of the forest however there seemed to be even more of them now. They started running at him and the two turrets in front of him.
'target acquired… Fire.' and all hell let loose in front of him.
To be continued
AN this is just a concept of a full story I'm writing I'm just putting out the beginning of the first chapter, the whole chapter I expect to be around three to four thousand words. The reason for doing this is because I have two story's I want to write and I want to see the reception of this one so far even though it gonna suck. If this one does good enough I'll continue it. I'll finish the chapter regardless.