"Let her go!" Four figure remained unmoving. A Young silver haired man, and equally young green haired woman held a brunette woman in a vice like grip. "I Said let her go" A Woman wearing a short red dress took her amber eyes off her target, malice marred across her beautiful features. The boy who had interrupted her wasn't impressive, he was only slightly larger then herself and her female associate at five eight, and much shorter then the six foot three of her male associate. His frame was thin and like cord. A Loose fitting red sweater hid any muscle he had, as did his blue sweat pants.
She calmly walked towards the shorter young man, a ski mask of the same colour as his hoodie hid his face. A Set of welding goggles amateurishly sown onto the eye holes hid even his eye color from view. On his hands where dark blue gloves, with silver wrist bands. "And who might you be?" She asked with thinly veiled contempt. 'Hunter? no to young' Her hands went towards slowly to her twin crescent swords strapped to her back.
The boy squatted slightly squaring her feet with his shoulders, his eyes never leaving the woman. "I'm Spider-Man" He replied with feigned confidence. "And you must short gorgeous and evil"
With lightning fast quickness the woman ripped her swords off her back and swung two jabs at the boy. Who back pedaled quickly becoming a blur as he fired a white line from the silver bands on his wrists. With a tug he ripped the two off their captive, back flipping out of the way of an arrow as he did. "What is this stuff?" The silver haired young man tugged the white substance off his grey vest.
Spider-Man landed gracefully upon a fence post replying loudly "It's webbing I developed really you probably don't wanna know what's in it" He looked at the young brunette woman arrow buried deep in her back with worry. For the first time since putting on his mask he wished he could at least direct people with his eyes. Each of his opponent created a half circle around the mask wearing hunter. "You a Fang member?" The green haired young woman kept her double revolvers trained on Spider-Man.
"Really moss head does this mask look Grimm like to you" Spider-Man counter with sarcastic shake of his head. They had the advantage, in numbers and in location. Wind traveled down the dirt road, a thick tree line was a hundred feet down the road. 'Hit them fast and hard' Spider-Man instantly closed the gap between the three with a mighty leap. He push kicked the green haired woman, caught a power metallic leg with his right hand, and fired web right into the eyes of the red dressed woman. He tossed the silver haired boy away, quickly he fired a white explosion from the sole of his foot. Spider-Man barely raised his right arm fast enough to block a head kick thrown by the silver hair. "Those are some fancy metal legs you got" He fired a web into the exposed circuitry of the left leg. "Maybe throwing on some pants on would be smart.
The silver haired boy switch his anchor foot to his right, and brought his left into a powerful push kick. The metal foot exploded with a powerful white gust of wind, throwing Spider-Man back twenty feet. "I Take it this your first fight" He walked towards the Spider-Man with a mocking limp. "You should talk less it distracts you from the it"
Spider-Man sprung up as the moss haired girl fired five shots from her pistols. Each bullet was a sickly mucus green color. "Ok note to self don't get shot with..." His comment was cut off as he had to twist out of the way a black arrow fired from the red red dress woman. As it past by his head the arrow began glowing faintly "Crap" An explosion shook the road, throwing back the web head. Spider-Man rolled out of the smoke coughing loudly, dusting off his goggles with his stiff right arm,
He pushed himself off the ground and was immediately shot in the shoulder, the wound sizzling. "Ahh" he screamed in agony clawing at the bullet hole. His entire body became electrified as an arrow pierced through the smoke. Instinctively he leap into the air. Straight into a metal boot, an explosive gust of wind sending him back into ground in a crumpled heap. Spider-Man could taste the steely flavor of his blood, his goggle was cracked.
He felt the metal boot on the back of his neck. "You should've stayed out of this kid" He taunted.
Spider-Man moved his head weakly, the two young women walked through the smoke the explosion caused. The red dressed woman's eye almost glowed through the smoke. He noticed the moss haired woman looking down on him with a level of regret. "I Almost feel bad for him. He didn't know what he was getting into" She stated coldly.
She was wrong he had watched their fight with the brown skinned woman, he knew they were better then him. They expected a hunter, Spider-Man was not a hunter. As they got in close enough he knew he had one choice left. 'Hurt them' with a twist he ripped his head out of the pressure press it was under. He twisted on his back, shin met metallic kneecap. Spider-Man felt the metal crunch underneath his kick. "You guys should work on putting down your opponent before taunting" Be back hand sprung over two bullets landing a powerful two legged drop kick on the moss haired woman, purposely burying his feet in the rib cage cracking them. He kicked off the woman into a flying spear. The red dress and spider rolled across the earth. He was much stronger then his thin frame should've allowed.
Bang
Spider-Man abruptly stopped moving, beneath him the woman felt a wetness spread from his left hip. "Good job Emerald" She unceremoniously pushed Spider-Man off her. She stood up slowly attaching her twin blades together creating a single long bow. "Now Spider-man" She drew her bow back, a single long sickly black arrow aimed at him.
"The Hunter!" The brown skinned woman exclaimed. A Silver blur slammed into the red dress woman slicing her bow into two.
"Qrow" The red dress hissed hatefully. "We're leaving" The red dress snapped whipping around running into the tree line, her associates following quickly.
"Who knew someone so beautiful could be so mean" Qrow turned to Spider-Man getting to his feet, he stood shaking like a leaf in the wind. He gently touched the bullet hole on his left hip. Before falling face first into the ground.
Qrow had carried the unconscious Spider-Man into town. He had picked up the acidic scent coming from his wounds. He quickly found them a room for them to stay in. "Amber in my bag quick I have a base I can use to neutralize the acids in that woman's bullets" Qrow barked as he laid down boy. "Of course there would be no doctors in this back water town" He slurred as he poured a white powder on the wound, which sizzled and fizzed against the pale white skin. Qrow tugged off the sweater. "Get me he bandages" Amber instantly hand the white fabric to Qrow who began binding up the wounds tightly. "His Aura should get to work healing the damage we just got to keep him from losing any more blood" He pulled off mask careful around the cracked goggle.
"He's just a kid" Spider-Man heard a female voice faintly. The face was surprisingly young, atop his head was wild blonde hair. "What the hell was he thinking?"
He cracked his eyes open slightly. On his left was the brunette woman he had tried to save, her chest was bound in white bandages. She had dark brown skin, and a deep mahogany hair colour. She shot him a kind smile as she said "He's awake" He looked around to small dingy room, with a second small single bed.
Spider-Man touched his face "My mask" He groaned.
"Can you even see out of these" A Dark haired man streaked with grey placed the googles over his eyes. "Geez" He took a swig out a flask. He turned his red eyes on Spider-Man giving him a once over, his thin frame, hid a tight packed muscle. "Now care to explain how a kid was able to survive a fight with those killers" He eyes sharpened.
Spider-Man sat up and winced, touching a burnt bullet hole. "What kind of bullets was that woman using"
"Acidic dust round best as I can tell" The man tossed the mask into a pile of clothes.
He gently touched the wound through bandage sending a wave of pain through his body. 'Stupid stupid stupid' he berated himself 'I learned nothing from my mom and dad' He was unmasked and nearly killed, he picked a fight where he couldn't use his abilities, and now these two were going interested in him. "What's your name?" Qrow asked coolly.
Spider-Man debated for a second, looking from Qrow to the woman he had tried to save. "My name is Jaune Arc"
Qrow's eyebrow shot up "An Arc of Arcadia?" Qrow looked the boy up and down. "You're John and Abigail's boy" he stated with a swig from his flask. "What are you doing so far from home boy?"
Jaune got a distant look on his face, the room got quite as he began "My village was attacked, the Whitefang let Grimm into my city. I gotta find out why, so next time I can protect Arcadia"
"And the mask?" The young woman remained by his side as she asked him the question.
"With great power comes great responsibility" He fell against his costume weakly pulling on the damaged hoody. "What I'm going to do is going to make me a lot of enemies" He slipped on each silvery web shooter. "My family and home can't be a target. So if I do good, I don't need praise, I don't want to be a famous Hunter, I have everything back home. I just need to keep them sa..." Jaune felt light headed darkness began forming blotches in his vision.
The young woman jumped up from her seat by his bed side "Jaune!" He raced to his side as the skinny teenager collapsed forward.
SIX MONTHS PRIOR
Jaune Arc looked out from his parents Balcony. Arcadia was a city situated on a island on the northern tip of Vale. It was ancient in design, almost as old as the four great schools of Remnant. Given to ancestor after the first Great War. Jaune could see right to the city wall, and down to the port. Cobblestone streets mixed with asphalt streets, old brick and new steel homes were a hobbled together in quilt of new and old. "Jaune" His father clapped him on the shoulder.
Jonathan "John" Arc was the exact opposite of his son. His hair was a deep brown his eyes almost black. Where Jaune was short for his age, and had a thin wire like frame. His father was tall six and a half feet, with arms as thick as Jaunes entire body. He was bare chested in the morning light. "Don't worry my boy" John assured his son confidently. "We'll meet these Schnee's see what they can give Arcadia, then we'll know if the betrothal is worth it"
"I Still understand why we're even entertaining this idea" Jaune whined as he looked slouched over the railing.
"Arcadia can't continue to be an island among continents, we need to bridge gaps. The Schnee family can help us with Atlas" John looked back to his still slumbering wife. He knew where Jaune had gotten his frame from. She was small five foot three, long blonde hair, and the same electric blue eyes Jaune had. He had met her when his father had sent him on a trade mission with Vales council. She was beautiful, and he proceeded to make a fool of himself. "Son we have great power over Arcadia and its out job to use that power responsibly. To help our people thrive"
"Because with great power comes great responsibility" Jaune cast smile halfheartedly to the larger man. "I Know our mantra dad" Jaune sighed, voices echoed in the distance. His family was awake, and he was happy.
The Day was spent in a busy haze, he seen each of seven older sisters rushing to the bathroom to closets strewn across the manner. For as much as he was built like his mom, his sisters were built like their father. Tall gorgeous brunette woman, with deep almost black hair. They were like living version of the Amazons of legend, natural warriors each finishing within the top five of their class before returning home. Each in their own way more deserving of being made their fathers heir, each being more respected then him by the people of Arcadia.
"Jaune" His mother was doting on her youngest child, attempting tame his wild blonde mane unsuccessfully. He had put on his nicest set of clothing. A Dark blue suit, with meticulously buffed bronze, and pearl cuff links in the shape of the Arc double crescent shield. "You'll make us proud" His mother kissed his cheek "You always do" She ushered the young Arc out of the room.
The hallway was had a earthy musk, it was lit by dim almost yellow light. His shoes clicked against the recently buffed hardwood as he made his way towards the spiral staircase. "Schnee Dust company, Weiss, singer, Glyphs are a unique semblance" Jaune's rapid whisper reminded him everything he had learned before he was introduced to the younger Schnee daughter.
John was standing at the bottom of the stairwell waiting with his eldest daughter on right side him. "We're being made guest on the Schnee airship" John reminded his son as he took his position to his left.
As Soon as the door opened Jaune could see the air ship in question. It was floating in the bay, sharp clean edges against the old fishing boats around it. "Well they know how to impress" His Jean stated simply, eyeing the large ship.
The three Arcs entered the huge bulkhead, greeted by two people. The man Jaques Schnee wore a white suit, a dark red napkin poking from his pocket. His daughter wore a long similarly white dress, dark red frills mixed with light blue scales, making her skin almost glow. "Jonathan" Jaques raised his.
"Jaques" Jaunes father took the mans hand in his larger calloused grip.
"Weiss, why don't you show them around the ship" Jaques sharply shot to his daughter.
"Of Course father" Weiss curtsied allowing the light to hit her face at the right angle for Jaune to see thin scar stretching from the top of her forged down her left cheek. 'How did that happen?' The young Arc asked himself.
As the young woman led Jaune, and Jean down the ships many halls. Jaune was able to take in the sights of the might Atlas ship. It was more of a floating fortress. Meticulously cleaned, matching Weiss, and Jaques white colour scheme perfectly. "Our ship is state of the art. Every modern weapon for facing Grimm can be found in this ship. But it's more then a war ship" She pushed open a door revealing a large pool. "It has all the amenities to live comfortably" Weiss explained smoothly, as if she had practiced this speech a hundred times over. "From a competition sized pool, to a training room" She gracefully opened a door revealing a weight room. "Father had the white fortress modified for this trip, adding a laboratory" They walked into a large domed room, men in women in lab coats rushing around the group.
"Whys that?" Jean tapped a glass case with a brilliant red and blue spider.
"The Schnee Dust Company is interested in rapid expansion into more then just Dust" She stood in front of the case. "These Spiders for example have been genetically modified using stem cells from a spider Faunus, and Grimm cells" She then pulled a bit of webbing from the top of case. "The hope is to create stronger more easily worked with material for a soldier using the webbing" A Bright blue explosion shook the laboratory taking the thresh focus off the spider's "Stark!" Weiss yelled "I'm sorry" She curtsied to the two Arcs. "Right now we're working on direct energy weaponry, it's proven to be more effective against Grimm hide then even Dust"
"Lasers" Jaune looked over to the bulky boxy gun. "Why bring a lab to Arcadia?"
"For you of course" She rolled her light blue eyes, looking at him as he was stupid. "I Did my research on you, if our fathers come to an agreement" She sighed. "You're marks are abysmal. You're not a natural hunter, you're not even the oldest of your siblings" She looked up at Jaune with contempt. "Instead you did what? Become a scientist? You're suppose to become a leader. instead you are hiding behind your family"
"Hey!" Jean was in the younger girls face instantly. "You better back up, or you might end up with a matching scar" She drew a large blade with practiced ease. A Bright red color caught his eye as he looked at glassed spiders. 'Ones missing' Weiss dainty hands shook as they touched the hilt of her rapier. "Weiss" His eyes caught sight of a long silver thread. "Jean" Neither woman paid mind to Jaune, nor the spider slowly crawling down Weiss's sleeve, towards the exposed flesh of her hand. "Weiss!"
"What I said was true, you're brother is a joke!"Weiss countered the taller woman.
"And you're a bitch" Joan countered quickly.
"Well this bitch brought your brother a state of the art lab to play with" Weiss.
Jaune acted on pure instinct quickly tackling the unprepared Schnee slapping the spider. "Joan!" He yelled as the arachnid arced towards her.
Jean training kicked in, slapping the spider back in the direction of the Schnee and her brother. "Jaune" she screamed, the bright red and blue spider landing on Jaunes neck. He heard the two young woman cry out fearfully.
Then Nothing
END OF PRELUDE