Today was the day.
It was finally time to unlock his aura. 7-year old Jaune was ecstastic, taking little jumps up and down in his seat, waiting for his mom and dad to wake up. He woke up far earlier than anyone else, which, in itself, was a big surprise. Jaune was the kind of kid who always needed one of his family to wake him up, alarm clocks never seemed to work...odd.
"Ugh...humnah." A tired voice murmured. Jaune's father, John, was currently rubbing his eyes, groggily walking down the stairs. "Oh hi son, you already ready?" John queried, even though he aleready knew the answer. Jaune nodded,"Well better just get it over with." Both male Arcs walked down into their basement, well, Jaune was skipping down to the basement, humming something that sounded similar to "Shine"
They both kneeled in front of eachother, closing their eyes in focus. John held up an aura filled out and chanted," For it is in passing that we achieve immortality. Through this, we become a paragon of virtue and glory to rise above all. Infinite in distance and unbound by death, I release your soul, and by my shoulder, protect thee." John took a deep breath out as he slumped in exhaustion, the white light dimming around him as Jaune was encased in white light similar to his own.
"Wow...I feel so...energized." That made John chuckle. "I feel like I could run around the whole town!" He exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air. "Ok how about this, your first challenge wih your new aura, I will time you and see how long it takes you to run around the length of the town, if you do well, we'll go get ice cream, sound good?" Jaune was beaming, he nodded energetically and practically sprinted towards the stairs and out the door. John chuckled yet again, he was so childish.
Jaune was sprinting around the town borders, waving at some of the people he knew here and there. He was determined to to get himself some delicous ice cream. A large screech echoed through the town, stopping Jaune dead in his tracks. A nevermore...no... a bunch of nevermores, more than a dozen to be excact.
Jaune ran as hard as he could to the nearest place that could be a shelter as feathers wreaked havoc among the small village. Jaune wanted to close his eyes, his friends in this village, all dying right before his eyes. He wanted to vomit. "JAUNE MY BOY!" He turned to see a more familiar face, Michael the town's blacksmith," Michael, do you know where my parents are?!" Jaune shouted back at him. Micheal caught up to him," They're probably defending the town from the nevermores and other grimm." He said solemnly, Jaune's heart dropped at this.
They skidded to a stop as they saw the blacksmith's forge, "Michael, can I please have a weapon." He stared incredulously at the 7 year old before him," Jaune your 7 how can-" He was cut off," I don't care, just give me a sword NOW!." He growled. Michael wanted to argue, but he obliged, going to the back and picking out a copper short sword. Jaune nodded a 'thanks' and started sprinting off to where he saw some explosions.
He was almost there, until a beowolf spotted him. Jaune had almost no fighting experience whatsoever, he was a bit shaken up, but his determination didnt't hinder. He took a stance he'd seen his father use multiple times in demonstrations. The beowolf charged, Jaune clumsily side-stepped and brought his sword down, his measly strength didn't even faze the creature, seeing as it hit one of the claws on its back. The beowolf growled and charged again, his claw stuck out, Jaune tried to deflect by thrusting the sword forward and spinning in a circle, using this time to hook on to the claw and send it backwards.
The beowolf just didn't want to give up, except this time, it was Jaune who charged, a defiant, loud, battle cry as hr slashed down, chopping off its head. Jaune panted heavily, but nevertheless started running off to where he thought his parents would be.
He was glad to see his dad fighting off hordes of grimm with his mom and sisters by his side, they skillfully cut down and grimm that got too close. They may be hunters/huntresses/huntresses-in-training, but you could tell they were getting tired and impatient. There were little beads of swear as they panted heavily, getting worse every time they killed another grimm.
A thundering crash echoed throughout, he didn't know what made it, but he was sure it was worse than what they had seen. He saw white aura encase itself around Jaune as his eyes widened, he banged on it trying to get free but to no avail. Hr stopped once he saw what they were dealing with, a goliath, his dad said this was one of the strongest grimm ever known to man-kind.
Jaune trembled in fear, not only because of goliath intimidating him, but also fear that his parents might not survive. He fell to his knees, helplessly banging on the ground, looking down with tears streaming down his face. He felt his heart stop when he heard a scream, he looked up to see a huge beam of light come out of the goliath's mouth and envelop his opposers. The white light subsided and only 2 people stood, his mom and dad. His sisters...were gone.
He felt a rage coming up from within him, refusing to subside. His eyes burned with pure white aura as wisps of it started coming off his shoulders. He was stopped to see his mom and dad stabbed through the chest, and his whole world tore over. Blood, it was everywhere, it stained every last part of the village.
The aura ball encasing him was beggining to dissapear, why was he the only one that got to live? He didn't deserve to live...he was a failure, his family didn't deserve this. He did. They were dead, and it was all his fault.
White light surrounded everything as he let out a scream of pure and utter rage, his aura losing control as it enveloped everything around him. The white light subsided and he saw the goliath standing very still, he almost collapsed on the ground, using his sword to help him stand up on wobbly legs. The goliath seemed dead, but in a last ditch effort, it shot its hand forward at Jaune and impaled him through the arm, Jaune screamed in pain.
The claw retracted itself and prepared for another strike. Jaune kneeled down, blurry eyes and heavy breathing as he felt his aura levels go down to practically zero. So this is how it ends huh? I don't get to live to become the hero I always wanted to be. People will always look at me as the failure who couldn't save his village. He started to cry, he was defeated, nothing could stop him from his untimely demise.
He waited for the claw to pierce him through the chest, closing his eyes as tightly as he could, but, it never came. He looked back and saw the dissolving from of the monster and his eyes widened. A black figure with dual katanas stood next to it, sheathing her swords. and walked up to Jaune. Jaune was scared, was she gonna kill him too? He'd probably be better off dead anyways, he thought of himself as dead weight.
"You...what is your name?" She asked in a hushed tone, Jaune stiffened, before relaxing slightly. "Jaune..." he murmered, not wanting to remember what happened to his parents at the word 'Arc' "What is your one dream, Jaune?" she asked somewhat mysteriously. Jaune's eyes instantly had a new glint in their eyes," I want to become strong to protect the weak, I want to become a hero. I don't want to fight other people, participate in petty wars that only get in the ways of my real objectives, I want to protect." He stated this with such certainty it even took the woman back slightly, before smiling fondly.
"Well I think it's time to start training then, don't you think...Son?" It was Jaune's turn to be taken aback by this...she called him son... He jumped into her arms and started to cry, she comforted him running a hand through his hair and patting his back. He stopped, the occasional sniffle here and there, and turned to his 'mom'
"Thank you...mom."
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He jolted awake with a start, breathing hevily with a few tears trailing down his face. He looked up to see amber irises staring into his own blue ones," Jaune, are you ok?" the girl asked in a worried voice. He gave her a reassuring grin," Yea, just a bad dream, don't worry about me sis." She smiled slightly and went back to reading her book, unconsciously stroking his hair as she did so.
They looked like a couple, Jaune sitting on her lap. But they honestly didn't care, this was normal for both of them. He stared to the other side, out the window watching the clouds fly by. They were currently on a bullhead, headed towards Beacon academy, a school that trains hunters/huntresses.
My name is Jaune Belladonna...and I WILL become a hunter, for my long lost family, for my kind adoptive mother, and for my sister...Blake...I won't let any of you guys down!
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AN: Hello, I am IWEYC! For anyone who doesn't know I am currently writing one other fic besides this that gets updated every other day. If you enjoy this, do make sure to check it out. welcome to this new story! I hope you enjoyed the firsy chapter! I really liked this idea in my head so I decided, might as well write it. The update schedule for this will be different to The hero:Jaune Arc. This will update every week, just because I need to think of ideas. Please do enjoy reading any future chapters of Escape your past! This chapter wasn't as good as I wanted it to be but I guess I can't really complain right now, heh.
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