Combat training. A class Jaune never actually enjoyed. Considering how often he ended up getting beat, to him, it became Humiliation 101. Safe to say, when he was called to the sparring circle, he was anything but ecstatic. As for his opponent…
"Now then Mr. Arc," Professor Goodwitch was picking out the student that was going to put him flat across his back in defeat. "Your opponent shall be… Ms. Schnee."
Jaune was silent but his mind was in overdrive. Seriously?! Why?! Why do I have to fight Weiss? Sure, if I fought Yang or Ruby I'd easily be put into the hospital. Blake might at least go easy on him. But Weiss?! That's the worst possible option. At least with the others the match would be quick. This is going to hurt…
When the heiress reached the stage, she was ready for battle. Jaune was not. When their observer shouted "Begin!" Jaune was struck in his left shoulder by Weiss' rapier and sent backward a few feet. He was just able to catch himself and land without taking any more damage. That single attack was more than enough to put his aura levels in the yellow. If he took another attack like that, the match would be over. Something in Jaune's mind told him she wasn't going to be that merciful, though. While had stopped asking her out, she never really like him, anyway. Weiss readied her weapon again and flew forward, striking Jaune in the other shoulder.
…or she would have, if not for a quick dodge on Jaune's part. He was able to strike Weiss, instead, with a quick counterstrike. It was hardly powerful, though, and a follow up attack from the heiress sent Jaune backward again. His aura was one attack away from dipping into the red. Weiss was ready to end the match with a dust attack from her weapon. A multitude of ice shots flew from her weapon, straight for Jaune. Jaune was panicking. How can he dodge all those attacks? How can he get away?
Don't move.
What? Despite not knowing what just happened, he heeded the strange voice and didn't move. Apparently, Weiss had bet on him trying to move and missed because he didn't try to dodge. The heiress charged forward again to ensure she didn't miss again.
Dodge left and bash.
Jaune did so. A quick step to the left saved him from the hit and one shield bash allowed him some distance from Weiss.
Strike to the top of her shoulder and flurry.
Jaune charged forward this time and swung his sword downward, aiming for her shoulder. Weiss tried to dodge to the side. However, because Jaune had aimed for her shoulder, Jaune struck her hand and forced her to drop her weapon. Jaune then let loose a flurry of attacks witling down her aura. With one last strike, he knocked the heiress down and held his sword out toward her neck. He won.
Despite this, the look on his face was not one of triumph or joy. It was fear. Everyone watching the match was confused. Yang raised an eyebrow. "He won. Why is he scared?"
Ruby shrugged. "Maybe he thinks Weiss will be mad."
They didn't know because they didn't hear it. Only Jaune could hear it.
Kill her.