Sup guys, Jackass here.
So I decided to change the story up a little, it's the same thing, but Jaune was on earth for 5 years not 2 now, but will wake up on Remnant with his old body, and because of a time difference between worlds, it will only have been one year on Remnant he missed. I didn't think about it too much but this sounds great actually, I do welcome suggestions full heartedly and i'm new to writing.
Props and huge thank you to both Deathcat, and Jaune Black Smudge for the idea, it really helps.
And as for how everything came to be, I will tell through Jaunes POV and flashbacks, Maybe some weird semblance thing that lets JNPR and RWBY view WW2 and see the hell Jaune went through.
Anyway, here's the prologue edited edition.
How long has it been since he was home? When was the last time he ever saw his friends? How long has he even been stuck here in this world?
For one young man, that was the biggest question he could ask right now. Ever since he woke up in that field, he found himself stuck in a place unknown to him, a place with the flag of red white and blue, and where the moon was full.
Earth
Or to be more specific. The United States of America, in the state of Huston Texas, the date, November 4th 1940.
While he explored and learned more about this world, he learned that there were so many interesting things about it, a couple things affected him greatly, there were no Grimm, no faunus, and no Aura whatsoever. And the population of this world stretched to the billions. He even learned of the many other nations, mainly involved in these axis and allied forces. After a good month of learning of this new land, he was able to get a set of forged citizenship papers from the underground world. He technically did it once, he could do it again.
After that he needed to get money fast, and he didn't exactly have any good options, no education anyone would recognize since this was a foreign world. He was lost, alone, hungry, and in need of something to do, and luckily for him there was a profession that didn't really require the need for this world's education. The united states army.
So he joined, with no other option left but a promise of money, food, and the chance to fight for what was right. So he got off his ass and went to the nearest recruitment office and joined. After that he enlisted in the us army he began the hell of boot camp and basic training. This wasn't like the training his partner gave him, no spars for an hour on a dimly lit roof. No, it was hours and upon hours each day, 24 7 constant training in how to fight. When he walked into the recruitment office he was a lost boy in a foreign land, and when he came out of his training he was a soldier fighting for this nation's people, he didn't care if it was his country or not, he needed to help, he wanted to be a hero.
And as the years went by, he found himself becoming the leader he was meant to be, rising up to the rank of Sergeant. He easily proved himself to be one of the best strategists and leaders in his class, and was a pretty good shot with a rifle. Plus he was able to wield a knife pretty well thanks to his old partner.
And that all lead of that fateful day, June 6th 1944, D-Day. He was assigned to lead a platoon of soldiers hell and back during the invasion of Omaha beach in Normandy while under heavy fire by machine guns that seemed too never run out of ammunition. He watched as man after man fell in the heat of battle, getting shot left to right and blown up by mortar fire. He was thankful he had the power of Aura on his side, or he would have been dead 5 times over.
When he and whatever remaining men in his platoon made it over the ridge and escaped the beach and continued on to the country France, and by mid august the land had been liberated, and by the early spring did the empire that was suppose to last over a thousand years, fell in less than a decade.
But what was he suppose to do now? He had lived in this land for 5 long years, served his time in this world's second great war, and had no home to go back too, no loved ones here in this new realm he spent so much time fighting in. sure he made friends in his time during service, but over half were lost either on that hell of a beach, and during their time on the western front.
So he stayed, he stayed and devoted to becoming a soldier of this land, fighting for what was right. Which leads too today, the date is July 4th, 1945, the national holiday for the country he fought so hard for. He was suppose to be celebrating with his fellow soldiers by shooting off fireworks and having a bbq out in the training rounds.
But then he woke up here, He woke up home. Welcome back too Remnant, Sergeant Jaune arc.