There were a lot of fairy tales on Remnant. There are tons of books on them in the library, after all. Jaune Arc would consider himself a firm believer in most fairy tales, even if he never truly had much confirmation on most of them. Although the reason for him believing in said fairy tales wasn't because he was a starry eyed dreamer like his friend Ruby Rose was, no not at all in fact. The reason he considered himself a firm believer in fairy tales is that he was, by all accounts, a living fairy tale.
Jaune Arc had been sent to the prestigious Beacon Academy in the kingdom of Vale so that he could become a Huntsman and experience all that the world had to offer, both the positives and negatives. But most of all, he was sent to become a Huntsman to experience the thrill and glory of combat with mankinds most vicious enemy, the creatures of Grimm.
While he never really chose the path himself, he found that he really didn't mind it either. His parents had a tight leash around him ever since he had been born, and now he was finally free to experience what the outside world had to offer. And it had to offer a lot in comparison to his tiny little village on the nearby island of Vytal.
His initiation was rather rough, but he made it through alive. The coming weeks however, were even worse. Just as he started bonding with his new team, the one that he had been assigned leader as much to his shock, he began running into problems one after the other.
Jaune sat on his bed, looking down at the floor. He was certainly glad his teammates were out for the day, it gave him time to collect his thoughts on what had happened last week during his trip to Forever Fall.
When he first activated his semblance. Normally he would have been ecstatic, but the reason for him activating it was one of his major problems that was now thankfully solved.
The schools bully, Cardin Winchester, had been heckling him ever since the semester started. And things only got worse when Jaune and Pyrrha began training together on the dorm roof at night. He may have accidentally thought about the fact that he forged his applications to Beacon out loud. Loud enough for Cardin to hear him from his open window, which resulted in Jaune being blackmailed by the bully.
Eventually, a week of suffering finally ended during the class trip to Forever Fall, where Cardin wanted Jaune to pelt Pyrrha with a jar of sap, so they could release a swarm of wasps as an act of revenge for some earlier humiliation that Cardin had received in a training match against her.
Jaune had ended up throwing the jar of sap on Cardin, in an attempted refusal to carry out his dirty work. The bully and his team had taken to pummeling Jaune before Cardin himself decided to strike him with his mace. Just before the mace struck, Jaune recoiled and a brilliant flash of light engulfed the area.
When Jaune opened his eyes, he saw that... he had done it. He had activated his semblance for the first time since he set out for Beacon, though only a portion of his true self had revealed itself, the appendage that he summoned had blocked Cardin's attack well enough and blinded everyone nearby to boot. But he couldn't just keep it out, that was against the clans law. So he quickly struggled to hide it again, before it disappeared in a flash of fire.
The rest of the trip had gone... interestingly to say the least. An Ursa ended up attacking Cardin, and Jaune had stepped in to save the boy despite all that he had been put through by the bully. After that, he made Cardin swear to leave him and his team alone again, which the bully fearfully agreed to.
And then Jaune ended up getting called to the Headmasters office a week after the incident had taken place. This was the second major problem.
As Professor Goodwitch escorted him into the elevator, he couldn't help but gulp nervously at the intense stare he was being given on the ride up to the Headmasters Office.
"So uh... why did the Headmaster want to see me again?"
"I am not sure myself, Mr. Arc. But he told me that this meeting would determine whether or not you would continue to attend this academy, so you had best think over what you did meticulously."
The rest of the short ride was spent in silence until the door to the elevator opened. The two of them stepped out and made for the Headmasters desk, where Jaune sat down. A hand from behind the Headmasters chair waved to Ms. Goodwitch.
"That will be all, Glynda. You're dismissed."
"Sir?"
"This is a private matter between me and Mr. Arc."
"I understand."
Ms. Goodwitch gave a small glance at Jaune before she walked back toward the elevator. The Headmaster waited until he heard the doors close before he finally decided to spin around.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Arc. I trust you know why you are here, yes?"
"Uh, actually sir. I don't."
"Oh? I assumed that you would, given what your documents indicated..."
Jaune gulped nervously as the Headmaster reached under his desk and procured a few papers, placing them on the desk before sliding them in front of Jaune. As he leaned forward to look at the papers the Headmaster presented to him, he gulped nervously yet again. They were his manuscripts and applications for Beacon.
"I... I uh, I can explain, sir."
"Please, by all means do, Mr. Arc."
"Well, you see, I uh, I just wanted to attend Beacon really badly. Bad enough that I... y'know..."
"The forging of these documents is not the reason I called you here today, Mr. Arc."
Jaune blinked in confusion before he leaned back in his chair. "Wait, what?"
"I called you here today to talk about this particular emblem that was used to stamp said documents."
The Headmaster pointed to said emblem on the sheet of paper, it was the emblem that Jaune generally used for himself but with one added detail. There was something he hadn't notice about it before, but there was a smaller symbol inside the first crescent. A small depiction of what seemed to be some sort of horned reptilian head.
"You see, this emblem of yours. I recognized it from somewhere. And that is when I began doing research on it, and I must say that it was a very well hidden emblem to be sure. But not hidden well enough."
"I uh, I don't understand."
"I know who you are, Mr. Arc. There is no sense trying to hide that fact now."
"Uuh...I don't know what you're talking about, sir."
"Come now, what would your clan say about you feigning ignorance?"
"But, the clan told me specifically to HIDE that-"
Jaune slapped a hand over his mouth, although he was far too late. The Headmaster leaned forward slightly, a small smirk gracing his face.
"And what exactly did they tell you to hide, Mr. Arc?"
Jaune let out a heavy sigh as he moved his hand from his mouth. He silently stood up and closed his eyes, his hands clenching into fists as he struggled to activate his semblance for a second time. For a moment it seemed as though nothing would happen, but when he thought back to that day and the unbridled anger he felt towards the bully, he finally felt the same power rush into him that he had the same day he blocked Cardin's attack in Forever Fall. However this time, instead of a flash of light, two small columns of flame burst from his back.
And as they dissipated, they left two beautiful, golden dragon wings protruding from his back.
The Headmasters eye lit up as he glanced at the student before him.
"So it seems my theory was correct. You are indeed, a Dragon."
"Y...yeah. I am. Wait, your theory?"
"And here I thought Dragons that could take human form were just a silly Fairy Tale."
"No offense sir but uh, you seem really calm about all this."
"While it isn't every day that I am graced by the presence of a Dragon in my office, I can assure you, Mr. Arc, that I have seen much more than your kind."
"Wait, you've seen Dragons before?"
"Let's just say that I have had dealings with your kind in the past. You may hide your wings now if you wish."
Jaune gave a brief nod before making his wings vanish, it would be far easier to sit back in his chair with them gone.
"So, Mr. Arc. Why did you feel the need to forge documents to attend this academy?"
"Well uh, it really wasn't totally my idea. Mr. Ozpin, are you uh, familiar with Dragon Clan Traditions?"
"I am, but the details are a bit fuzzy. If you would please? Refresh my memory."
"Uh, right, okay. Well, every clan is divided into different families. And the first born son of each family is sent out into the world to become a great warrior to bring glory to their clan."
"I see. And I assume that you are your families first born?"
"Heh, yeah. They tried a lot. I've got seven sisters."
"And correct me if I'm wrong, Mr. Arc, but I do believe that you are a Golden Dragon, are you not?"
"Uh, yeah, how did you know?"
"I could tell by the way your scales glistened. And the golden dragons are considered to be the strongest of all the dragon races, is it not?"
"Yeah... but... you still haven't explained how you know all this..."
"Mr. Arc, I'm going to tell you something. I have been to many places in this world, and I have seen many things that people would consider simple Fairy Tales. Your kind are among those many things."
"Uh... okay... so then why am I uh... here again?"
The Headmaster slowly got up from his chair, before he turned and walked to the window.
"Mr. Arc, I owe your kind a great deal. And you are a part of my debt that needs to be repaid."
"Oh... I uh, I'm sorry?"
"There is no need to be, because I am more than grateful to have a Dragon of your caliber attend this prestigious academy that prides itself on taking in those from all walks of life."
The Headmaster turned back to the boy with a smile on his face.
"Even those that 'don't exist' as some people say."
"Uuh... thanks, headmaster? But I just don't understand how you can be so calm about all this..."
"You wouldn't be the first person to say such a thing."
The Headmaster strolled back to his desk before opening a drawer, his hand reaching in for something specific.
"Tell me something, Mr. Arc. Have you mastered your Semblance yet?"
Jaune glanced at the floor, a sigh escaping from his mouth as he did.
"No sir, I only just tapped into it about a week ago."
"I see. Well, it would be quite bothersome for you to accidentally transform into your draconic form in the middle of the campus..."
"...Just how much do you know about Dragons, sir?"
"Much more than any regular human ever would. And that is the reason why I called you in here so suddenly."
The Headmaster finally found what he was looking for, procuring a keycard with Jaune's name printed on it. He tossed it onto the desk in front of Jaune, who glanced at it in confusion.
"Perhaps it would be better for you to have a private location for your training, so we can avoid any incidents. I know that Dragons tend to keep themselves disguised for as long as possible as to not cause panic."
"Is this... a pass for the private training rooms, sir?"
"Indeed it is. I expect you to utilize it well, Mr. Arc."
"So... does this mean I'm not in trouble?"
"Of course not. I understand fully why you forged your documents now, and I believe it would be rather unjust to punish you for such a thing."
Jaune's face lit up as he grabbed the keycard and stowed it in his pocket.
"Thanks, Headmaster Ozpin! I never thought I'd actually meet another person who understood me!"
The Headmaster smiled in return as he sat down.
"While I cannot say that I fully understand you, Mr. Arc, I can say that I will try my best to do so. You are dismissed, unless you have any other questions."
"No sir, and thanks again!"
Jaune began to make for the elevator before the Headmaster called to him once more.
"Oh, and one more thing Mr. Arc. I expect regular updates on how your training is advancing. I will inform Glynda that they are to be sent directly to me."
"You got it, Headmaster! Thanks again!"
As Jaune stepped into the elevator, he gave the Headmaster one final wave before the doors closed.
Ozpin glanced down at the documents on his desk, his hand brushing over the emblem one last time before he picked them up and deposited them in one of the drawers. He briefly thought back to initiation day, when he was observing the boy clumsily traversing the forest with his partner Ms. Nikos. He knew the child was unique, but he never could have imagined that he would be something THAT unique. It was pure chance that he recognized the emblem on his documents.
He would be a great asset against the coming darkness though, that was to be certain.
Author's Notes
Another story, this time with another twist. I like writing lots of twists into my RWBY fic settings, if you haven't read my other stories.
This time it's inspired by the old Disney cartoon, American Dragon Jake Long.
I feel like this introduction might be a bit rushed, but there are two major reasons for this.
The first is that I didn't want to retread over all the events from the beginning of the series up to this point because they would be exactly the same.
And the second reason is that Ozpin is mysterious enough to know about one of Remnants "fairy tales" already, so it would only make sense that he would be aware of some of the others. And of course he would be accepting of a Dragon in his school, the man said it himself he accepts students from all walks of life.
Oh, and despite the fact that I said this story was inspired by American Dragon Jake Long, I'm going to go ahead and say now that there won't be a bunch of fantasy creatures running around in Vale or anything. It's just focused on Jaune and him actually being a dragon.