Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon or Rwby, they belong to their respected owners. If I did, Ash would be a background character or that ultimate challenge/Mt. Silver hermit thing he did in the gen 2/4 games. As for Rwby,…..darn you Miles and Kerry, as much as I loved Pyrrha, I understand why you did it and it is perfect. Hopefully Jaune will continue to progress into the leader/hero he can be or just go dark as antiheroly possibly. Frankly I am fine with either. Oh, side note, this fanfiction will be based on the show for Rwby and the Pokemon video games and PTU, Pokemon Tabletop United, The pokemon table top RPG.
Pokemon Ranger: JNPR Version
The world of Remnant, a world like no other, one full of wonder and mystery. A world fill of Huntsmen, warriors and guardians of the wilds and cities alike. They are the first line of defense against the Grimm, monsters made of darkness that have long besieged the race of men. But all is not lost against such a threat, the Grimm can be turned into Pokemon, beasts of great elemental power, through the power of Aura. But Huntsmens, or Pokemon Rangers, are not simply born, they are forged.
The House of Arc
"…And so Arcadius, your great, great, and 15 more greats, grandfather raised his blade, Crocea Mors, and let out a might shout.
"Come then, Beast! Dance with me!"
The great dragon roared at his challenge and reared back it's mighty head, readying a fire blast. Your grandfather's companion, Sevrus the Gallade, dashed and stuck the beast as he charged forth. The two slashed the dragon in a maddening dance of slashes."
A young Jaune Arc sat wide eyed on the floor with his sisters as his father described the battle.
"And the." "The Fool of a man was burnt to a crisp by the grimm dragon. The end, now off to bed." His mother interrupted his father briskly. He sighed in disappointment as he rose.
"You never let dad get to the good parts." He whined.
"They all end the same, the hero dies. Plus, your sister like my stories better."
"But your stories are boring, The great maiden this, the great maiden that. She doesn't sound so great. I want to be a great warrior and slay witches like Arcadius." Jaune froze as the words tumbled out of his mouth and his mother grabbed him by the ear, as his father just looked away to stare into the fire.
She dragged him to the cellar door and yanked open the door. "You need to stop dreaming like a child, you are never going to be a monster and a murder like all the fools out there!" He yelped as she tugged him forward, sending him tumbling down the steps. "Now you are going to sleep down here and grow up. No more fairy tales." He started to cry as the door slammed shut and locked as darkness enveloped him.
Air Space outside of Vale, Seven Years Later
The air ship glides through slight turbulence as several Rangers in training mill about the vessel on its way to Beacon Academy, one of the four great Pokemon Ranger Academies. The ship hit another patch of rough air and our hero groan weakly as he stumbles to the nears waste bin. Jaune pushed his way across the dock, clutching a hand tightly over his mouth.
"Blaaaaa," "MY BOOTS!" "EW!"Jaune moaned weakly muttering apologies as he quickly escaped to the nearest waste bin.
"I hate flying." He groaned, bracing himself over the binned. He collected himself as best he could, one of his hands drifted to the pokeball on his belt, gripping for comfort. "I am making a great first impression."
"…Welcome to Beacon Academy." Jaune lifted his head to catch the tail end of the welcome message over the viewing screen. He felt the ship start to descend as his stomach lurched again. Heaving himself out the bin, he wobbled to the exit hatch. "You will not vomit again, almost off this death trap. A couple more minutes." He muttered quietly as several students pushed pass him. His stomach lurched as the ship swooped down in wide sweep. His eyes widened in terror as he started to shove his way to the door as his hand shoot up to his mouth. 'No, no, no, no.'
Jaune burst through the doors as the ship came to a stop b-lining straight for the nearest trash can. After a good minute of retching, he was certain he had nothing left. He woozily pried himself away, wiping his mouth, grimacing at the taste of bile. Glancing around, he quickly spots a vending machine.
He sighed in relief as the machine dispense his drink. Popping the top and taking a swig, a large boom echoed through the area causing him to choke. Coughing, he dropped his drink as made to the source of the boom.
After a few minutes of searching the area, he came upon a young girl falling on her knees and then to her back with a defeated look on her face. He took a deep breath before walking up to her and extending a hand.
"Hey,…..I'm Jaune."
She grabbed his hand as he pulled her up, before a look of recognition crossed her face. "Aren't you the guy that throw up on the ship?"
"All I am saying is motion sickness is a lot more common than people let on?" Jaune ranted as the two walked down the pathway through Beacon.
"Sorry, Vomit-boy was the first thing that came to mind." Ruby said apological.
"Oh yeah, what if I called you…nevermind, if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." He muttered the second half before continuing. "Anyway, the name is Jaune Arc, short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it."
"Really?" She asks skeptically.
"They will," he replied a bit too quickly. "Well, I hope they will,….. I mean, my mom always say that,…..never mind." He finishes defeatedly.
An awkward silence surrounds them as they continued walking. Ruby wanting to dispel the silences quickly looks around before reaching to her belt and tossing out a pokemon. "So, I got this guy." She said an orange dog-like pokemon. Jaune jumped slightly, "Is that a…"
"Yeah, this is my partner Zwei, he is a Growlithe. Oh, and this thing." Ruby said as she grabbed her weapon off her back, transforming it into a scythe.
"Whoa, that is cool." Jaune said in awe as the Zwei bounced beside Ruby, sniffing out Jaune curiously.
"It is also a customizable, high impact velocity sniper rifle." A confused expression crossed Jaune's face. "It is a gun."
"Oh, cool."
"What about you?"
"Hm, oh, well I got this sword." He said as he unsheathed his sword. Ruby oooooh curiously. "The sheath turns into a shield." He said as he grabbed it from his waist and popped open. He fumbled with it as it slipped from his grasp. His Pokeball slipped off his belt as he juggled the shield. A large flash of light and a pop echoed across the cobblestone.
"Baaa?"
Ruby's eyes lite up and Zwei barked excitedly as Jaune's pokemon materialized. "It is so cute and fluffy." She squealed. The Mareep, surprised by the newcomers bolted behind Jaune's leg, causing him the trip backwards just as he caught his shield.
"Ah no, Fluffy," Jaune yelled as he tumbled to the ground. She giggled. It baaed nervously from under Jaune's legs as it eyed the strange woman and her predator hound.
Jaune glared and huffed," Don't let his disarming form fool you, he is a powerful and courageous warrior." Zwei barked again as it tried to get closer. The poor thing jumped so high that it bumped into the underside of its trainer's legs, knocking itself out. But not before releasing a small static wave.
Ruby tried so hard to keep a stiff lip, but the look on Jaune's face as his muscles stiffened and locked up was too much. "You look like a Torkoal trapped on its back." She said as the laugher tumbled out.
"Fluffy, why now?" He growled, glaring at his passed-out companion.
Ruby's laughing and Jaune's dismay were suddenly interpreted by the chime of a large bell. The two blinked for a second before Ruby burst into panic.
"Oh no, we are going to be late!" She cried. "Jaune! Get unparalyzed!"
"Right, give me a second to limber up, and then you can lead the way."
Ruby blinked for a moment, "I was following you."
Awkward silence washed over the two. "We are doomed!" She shouted over dramatically as she vanished in a blur of petals. Suddenly, she was over him, grabbing Fluffy's ball and returning him. "Zwei, find big sis!" The Growlithe sprang into action, sniffing the stonework before taking off. "Good boy."
Her yelled in terror as he found himself being dragged at super speed by his ankle.
The two crashed through the auditorium with a large boom, as ruby recalled Zwei. A still paralyzed Jaune skidded to a halt with a flurry of sparks. The entire hall shifted their gaze to the two, as did Miss goodwitch. Green eyes narrow, as she clears her throat loudly. "Glad that you two could finally join us." She said clearly annoyed as she waved her wane and Jaune's body straightened out with several loud cracks and pops before floating to his feet.
Ruby nervously scratched the back of her head as she glanced around. "Oh, look! There is my sister, see you later Jaune." She says as she disappeared in the crowd in a burst of rose petals.
Jaune could only blink in confusion as she vanished. "Great, now where am I going to find another cute, quirky girl." He sighed as he stretched his unparalyzed but still stiff limbs as he causally scanned the room. His hand drifted to the ball on his belt as he nerves started getting the better of him. So many powerful and experienced students milled about. "This is what you want, you deserve to be here as much as anyone else." He muttered lost in doubt.
"….Like tall, blond and scraggly." His head popped up a little as those words drifted into his ears. He glanced over at the cute snowy haired girl talking to Ruby. 'It is a sign.'
Before he could make his way over to her, a tall, white haired walked up to the mic. Jaune half focus on the headmaster's odd but short speech. Miss Goodwitch stepped up shortly after dismissing the students. Seeing his opportunity, he slid up to the girls. "I am a natural blonde."
Jaune woke up the next morning after a long, awkward night of sleeping in the ballroom with the rest of the new students. Students milled about, getting ready for the first day of classes. Jaune made a quick sweep before sighing in disappointment when he couldn't spot Ruby or Weiss. He checked his scroll before nearly freaking as he leapt out of his sleeping bag. He stumbled through getting dressed, breakfast and feeding Fluffy.
"Where is my locker?" He muttered to himself as he brushed past Ruby and Yang. "I don't remember counting this high. 636, 636, 636, come on, where are you?"
He continued his frantic search. He passed by Weiss and a Red-head who was vaguely familiar. "I don't know, I think I will let the chips fall where they may." The redhead said offhandedly. Weiss, however, was lost in her own thoughts of school domination.
"You know what else in great, me, Jaune Arc." He said as smoothly as he could as he leaned against the lockers.
Weiss rolled her eye and scoffed," You again." He redhead smiled lightly.
"Nice to meet you, Jaune."
"Yeah, yeah," He said as he brushed her to the side. 'Don't get greedy. Focus on Weiss. Confidence.' He reminded himself in his head. "So Wiess, couldn't help but over hear your fondness for me." He said flexing his arms a little.
"You have got to be kidding me."
"Don't worry, no need to be embarrassed, I am quite the catch. So, I have been hearing rumors about teams, I think you and would me a good one." Fluffy's ball wiggled a moment before zapping him with a small shock. He winced but powered through it.
"I believe teams are made up of four Rangers and whatever their partners are, so…" He redhead chimed in but Jaune interrupted. "You don't say," He said as he slid over to her. "Well, hot stuff, play your cards right and you might just be able to join the winning team." He said, dripping with machismo. Another small shock wrecked his spine as he powered now.
Weiss, clear annoyed, muscled her way between them. "Look, Jaune was it, do you have any idea how you are talking to?"
"Not in the slights, snow angel." He said with all the confidence in the world.
"This is Pyrrha," The redhead waved politely. "Pyrrha graduated top of her class at Sanctum Academy."
"Never heard of it."
She hmphed, "She is the four time winner of the Minstel Regional Tournament in a row. A new record!"
"The what now?" He said, clearly unfamiliar.
Weiss finally reaching her limit, shout at him. "SHE IS ON THE FRONT OF EVERY BOX OF PUMPKABOO PETE'S MARSHMELLOW FLAKE BOX!"
In that moment, Fluffy's ball burst open with a burst of light. Pyrrha blinked as she blinked away the spots that swarmed her vision. Something soft nudged her leg. She looked down to her surprise, to find a yellow wool cladded pokemon staring up at her with big, puppy dog eyes.
He gasps, "That is you! They only do that for athletes and cartoon characters!" Fluffy baas as he prods her leg. She gives a soft smile as she bends down slightly and scratches behind one of its ears. He licks her hand before baaing in confusion.
"Yeah, it was pretty cool. Sadly the cereal isn't very good for you." The poor sheep looks at Jaune with big eyes.
"She isn't made of cereal, she is just on the box. Plus, you already had some for breakfast." He replied as Wiess looked on, extremely frustrated, while Pyrrha looked amused.
"So all that being said, do you really think you really think you and you poorly trained pokemon are in a position to ask her to be on your team." Wiess scoffed as Jaune's shoulders slumped and Fluffy prodded the ground.
"I guess not," He said sadly as a soft baa echoed him.
"I think you will make a great leader." Pyrrha consulted him as he perked up.
"D'oh, stop it."
Wiess just hfffed, before turning on her heels. "Stop enjoying him." She said as she turned on her heels.
"Wait Wiess!" He shouts franticly, going after her. Pyrrha stumbled back a step, bouncing Fluffy, scaring the poor thing jolts forward into his ranger's legs, sending them both to the ground in a heap.
"I'm sorry."
The Intercom sparks to life," Will all first year student make their way to the cliff for initiation." Pyrrha smiled apologetically as she passed them.
"It was nice meeting you."
"Ditto," He groaned.
Phew, finally got this started. I am a little rusty so please comment and review the story. Also the story will start to diverge from the show in the next part so don't worry. Oh, shout out to TheSoulfulBard for inspiring me to write this.