Jaune Arc woke up that day like any other day. To the sound of Ansel coming to life. The sound of horses trotting as they pulled in the day's harvest, the birds chirping as they headed out to find food, and finally the sound of his seven sisters fighting downstairs. No doubt it was over who would get to use the bathroom first.
This was the norm for Jaune Arc, but today it would be different. It was the morning of his seventeenth birthday, and the last time he would ever wake up to all of this.
It was the day he would leave Ansel. All the planning and self reminder didn't prepare him enough for what he was feeling.
He would miss his seven sisters, his parents, and his town. But he knew better than to stay. Staying had never turned out well in his visions.
Jaune Arc had been getting very vivid dreams every night ever since he turned fifteen. At first he wrote them off as dreams. That soon changed as time went on. The dreams kept showing him accurate detail of what would happen.
Like how he would drop the groceries his mother had sent him out for because of a bunny hoping into his path.
How he would dream of two strangers coming into Ansel to sell magic conch shells two day before they even showed up.
He started seeing patterns in the dreams after the tenth one. The dream would always start out with him doing an action that would lead to an event.
Like him leaving an apple in his room would lead to one of his sister getting into a fight. He could never find the way as to how his actions led to its event.
Staying in Ansel would undoubtedly lead to the town's demise. It's walls would be torn down by goliaths and its citizen chased by beowolves. There would never be any survivors.
His parents would die after taking down dozens of grimm, the rest of his family would soon follow suit.
It won't happen. I just need to leave Ansel as soon as possible. Maybe even try for Beacon. I'll train till i ge-
"Jaune! Come down here befor the food gets cold." His mother called to him.
Gotta hurry on down. Jaune put on his backpack as he made his way down.
"Coming mom." Jumping the final few steps, he made his way to the dining room. There his family were all seated, enjoying the food.
His father was enjoying his breakfast while reading the day's newspaper while his mother was busy handling his youngest sister.
"Going out today Jaune?" His mother questioned upon seeing his backpack.
"Yeah, I'm gonna go down to the store later. Maybe pick up a few comics." Jaune lied as he sat down.
"Well, make sure to be back by six o'clock. Would'nt want to miss your own birthday celebration now would you?"
"Yeah yeah mom." Not wanting to continue lying to her, Jaune proceeded to stuff his face with pancakes. The conversation went on with his sisters making jokes about him missing his the celebration. Jaune couldn't help but chew a little bit faster with every joke.
He made quick work of the pancakes and grabbed his backpack. "Bye mom, bye dad, bye everyone." He shouted over his shoulder as he walked out the house. Not even waiting for a reply. Though he did hear him mom shouting about leaving plates on the table.
As soon as he was out of sight from the house, he immediately started running to the town's center. Waiting there was a merchant carriage heading to Vale. 100 lien would be enough to get him on.
His mind still was still thinking of his family as he ran. How much it tore his heart to lie to them, to leave knowing they'll all be waiting for him.
I have to stop thinking about it. It's for their own good. It's for everyone's safety.
"There it is." He whispered to himself as the carriage came into view.The only carriage that would make a straight journey to Vale.
"I take it your Jaune then?' A man sitting at the helm of the carriage questioned. Looking like very much like a farmer. A simple brown shirt and pants with dirt and tears all over.
"I am sir." Jaune answered. Knowing what was coming next, he reached into his backpack and took out a wad of lien.
"This should be enought right?"
"Please, just Archie. Sir makes me feel old." Archie took the lien and started counting away. "Aye. This'll do. I just got done unloading the goods for Ansel so we can leave for vale anytime you want."
"Can we leave now?"
"Sure can do.Hop on in." The man gestured to the back of the carriage.
Sparing one last glance in the direction where the Arc household is, he hopped onto the carriage.
With a whip on the rein by Archie, they were off. Headed to Vale. Ansel grew smaller and smaller as they rode off. Only when it was completely out of view did Jaune moved his gaze.
He took out a sheathed sword. The sheath transformed into a heater shield bearing the arc crest when he drew out the sword. Crocea Mors.
Don't worry. I won't let it happen. I'll come back once she's dead. The grimm woman.
"Salem."
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First of all let me just say that I suck at writing. Now that I've gotten that out of the way I'd like it a lot if you guys could leave a review. On what I did wrong or what I could've done better. Like don't hesitate to tear me apart. Be it grammar, spelling, or just bad delivery.
Also I hope I explained the premise of this story well enough. Just in case tho.
Jaune's dream are now vision of the future. Or at least, a possibility.