So... I have decided to try this whole writing thing out. I was inspired by some of the other RWBY FanFiction writers and did not want to wait any longer to write one of my own stories. I do not own RWBY. Hope you enjoy the story.


Jaune Arc had never enjoyed seeing people in pain. He was quite familiar with these types of scenes, mostly due to his seven older and overly protective sisters. Usually these types of events were caused by some careless peer of Jaune's teasing him for being a rather skinny and feminine looking boy at the age of ten. Then this was followed by his sister's wrath that struck fear and regret into any being that was caught wronging their brother. Jaune didn't agree with their methods, but he also was not fond of being treated like a wimp by most people. Whenever he saw people in some sort of pain, it seemed to inflict sadness and hurt into him also.

Today he was thankful for being able to get out of class earlier than his siblings so that he could avoid the unwanted protection. He had just begun his long trek to his farm house when he started to recall some of the times his sisters had cruelly punished his classmates.

As he walked down the desolate dirt road, his mind cleared and he focused on the sounds of the forest surrounding him. The birds tweeting their unending songs, the red and orange leaves as they rustled and fell from the trees, the strengthening wind that caused the homes of the leaves to sway ever so slightly. He found himself smiling admiringly at the entire environment of this pathway, so peaceful and calming, no annoying sisters to ruin the moment.

The whole scene of beauty had done well at distracting him from the soft snap of a twig, followed by several more, seemingly innocent cracks, that belonged to a more sinister cause...

Several burning red eyes had begun to appear, hidden by the dense foliage of the forest. One by one the pairs of eyes opened, focusing in on their unaware and unprotected prey. All of these creatures had a similar feeling of hate for the species before them on the road. For so long these small two-legged beings had hunted their kind, killing off whatever they could. But at times, the creatures of Grimm were able to exact their revenge, even if it was a small operation like this.

The short scrawny blonde continued to walk without a care in his mind, not noticing the rather large pack of Beowolves closing in every second. But one pair of eyes had already absorbed the entire scene in from their perch high above in a tree. The blazing amber gaze of them transfixed on the oblivious blonde.

She would have to do something quickly before it was too late.

Jaune heard none of the girl's movements as she descended from the shadows, landed gracefully, and quickly reached the boy. He jumped when he felt someone grab his hand and whipped around expecting to see one of his sisters trying to scare him.

He was astonished when he was greeted by a mysterious girl with raven black hair and a cute bow placed on top. He felt the touch of her hand, it was soft and warm, it comforted him. Her skin was pale white, clear of any blemishes or marks. She looked to be the same age as him, and as his eyes reached her calm face, he was drawn to her burning amber eyes… There was something so entrancing about them, not allowing him to look away.

After what felt like an eternity for him, but a mere couple of seconds for her, she spoke with a smooth voice that contained a hint of worry in it, "We have to move… Now!"

Before he was allowed to process what was happening, he felt himself being pulled into a complete sprint, thankfully, in the direction of his home. Dreadful snarls of the approaching Grimm tore their way through the air. He turned his head slightly, only to catch a glimpse of the blood red hoard of eyes belonging to the dark beasts. The blood from his face drained and his eyes widened in terror. When he turned his head back forward, the fear induced a newfound energy in him, increasing his speed, yet he was still not as fast as the strange girl beside him. The whole time they ran with linked hands.

When the black hair took a chance to look back, she noticed the gap between them and their enemies was closing. "They're almost to us!" She spoke just loud enough for him to hear, the worry not masked at all this time.

"What are we gonna do?!" Jaune asked in a fear filled voice, believing that they were done for. He pictured his sisters in his mind and felt regret for not waiting for them to escort him home.

"Hold on tight!" The girl yelled, it was startling to feel his vise-like grip crushing her hand now. Good, he can follow instructions, she thought. Ok, you've done this before… She closed her eyes while continuing to sprint and tried to focus on a point far ahead. Suddenly, the two had blinked multiple times, each successive instance increased their distance from the gruesome creatures.

Jaune had no clue what happened. The last thing he knew; they were about to be torn to pieces by the vicious monsters. Now, the two children were safely out of view from them somehow. There was a severe convulsion in his stomach from not being accustomed to that type of travel.

He inspected his surroundings and by the looks of it, they were a few minutes from his home. "What was that?" He managed to ask before immediately being forced to close his mouth in an attempt to hold in his lunch.

The girl was not fairing any better than Jaune. She looked completely drained after whatever she just did. Her panting was much louder than Jaune's, but his face was more green with nausea.

She felt like her Aura had completely dried up due to the overuse of her Semblance. If she were older and more experienced, then she would have only been slightly drained. "A-are you ok?" She asked as her gaze raised to look at her acquaintance, who nodded. With her hands behind her head, trying to catch her breath, she noticed that the boy was staring. She realized that he had asked a question and she rudely ignored it. "That was just my Semblance."

"Come on! We're not too far from my house." He gave her a toothy grin and then a puzzled face soon replaced it. "D-do you have a name?" He asked shyly. The question was already out of his mouth when he realized how stupid he must have sounded.

She was unable to preserve her emotionless face and cracked a tiny smile then said in her sweet voice abruptly with no other words, "Blake…"

"Hi Blake, I'm Jaune. Jaune Arc actually... Um.. If you were wondering." That goofy smile he had donned previously returned and she covered her mouth with a small hand to stifle a laugh.

He took her hand and didn't feel the warmth from earlier, but a much colder sensation. Instead of ignoring it he looked back up at her and noticed a slight frown on her face. She felt herself becoming increasingly dizzy, as if she were about to pass out. When she lost her balance and began to fall forward Jaune caught her by the shoulders and held her up. "Blake! Are you ok?"

"Y-yeah, j-just…" She was about to continue but was halted by her vision fading to black and she allowed sleep to overcome her, forcing her to collapse in the young boy's arms.

Jaune was once again confused by this girl, but there was no doubt in his mind that he must help the girl. He heard snarls in the distance growing louder and louder. How did they find us so quick?! He managed to lift Blake into his arms and smiled when he found that she was quite light, despite almost being taller than him. The Grimm were getting close but if Jaune made it home quickly then his mother could deal with them.


As Blake stirred back into consciousness, she felt two things. An annoying buzzing in her head, and warmth. Wait, where am I? What happened? She was used to sleeping in the wild ever since her mentor had left her. He had left to tend to other matters that didn't involve her, it puzzled her on whatever he always went to do… If this period of his absence was like the rest, then he should return in a couple months. Thankfully, he had taught her how to survive on her own.

She sensed the warmth growing and then she heard something. Is that.. Purring? When she opened her eyes the sight of a pure black cat entered her hazy view. Before she could interrogate herself any further, Blake heard the door open. She didn't know who it was until she heard the blonde from earlier ask, "Are you awake?" A bit of worry was in his voice and it was hushed in order to not bother her if she was still sleeping.

Blake wasn't sure if she should talk to him but the desire to know what was going on was too great. She sat up slowly in the bed and propped her back up against the wall behind her. Her lips were shaped in a small frown and Jaune could tell she was afraid. "Where am I?" She asked in a soft and nervous tone. As Jaune came over to sit on the bed at her feet her eyes narrowed and she hugged her knees to her chest defensively.

He noticed that she wasn't at ease around him so he moved further down the bed and she seemed to relax slightly. "It's ok Blake. I'm not going to hurt you. Seriously, I can't hurt anyone, even if I wanted to." That same goofy grin was back and she relaxed once more. "You passed out back there on the road. I brought you back here as fast as I could and just barely escaped the Grimm."

Her eyes softened when he said that. Why didn't he leave her behind? Why did he care about her at all? She had thought humans were selfish and only cared for themselves, she wasn't used to being treated so well by them. For as long as she could remember, humans had discriminated against her race, so she was raised by her mentor to despise them. Though this particular human was different from the rest. He still doesn't know what I truly am… She reminded herself.

"Thank you Jaune, you saved my life…" Blake said shakily but her words were full of gratitude. "I don't know how to repay you." As she said that second part her gaze fell to her hands in shame.

"You don't owe me anything. It was just the right thing to do." He spoke quietly and put his hand under her chin to pick her head up. The smile on his face didn't look goofy this time, it was warm and gentle. "What kind of friend would I be if I left you behind?"

A delicate blush overcame her pale complexion and she was unable to hold herself back from hugging the boy. This was the first human that had ever treated her this way, the first to become her friend.


It had been a month since Jaune had become friends with this mysterious girl that went by the name of Blake. So far he had only discovered that she wasn't from around here, she had no family, and had little trust for anybody except for her mentor and Jaune. She had also mentioned that his name was Adam, but seemed to avoid giving any other information about him. Despite this, the young blonde boy and black haired girl had grown rather close. Blake spent all the time that she could with him and was never pleased when they were separate.

Jaune's mother had generously offered Blake to stay with them for as long as she wanted and Blake graciously accepted. His mother, Aria, was very kind to her, possibly even more so than Jaune. His father, Leo, was not around often. But when he was, he seemed to enjoy the presence of Blake because she was much quieter than his girls.

She had met but his seven sister but not had a chance to get familiar with them. From oldest to youngest they were twins Anna and Ella, Alaina, twins Veronica and Violet, Leah, then Kora. All of them had the same blonde hair that their parents had. Frankly, Blake couldn't tell the difference between any of them.

Currently, Jaune was going to meet up with Blake after their classes at school had drawn to a close. When he saw his friend, she was trying to walk away but two older, rather tall boys, seemed to be picking on her. One of them had spiky white hair and was lankier looking than his friend. The second looked more muscular and had slicked back black hair, this was one of the guys that usually bullied Jaune.

Blake attempted to ignore the two and walk away but they wouldn't give up. One of them shoved her down and she landed hard on her hands and knees. As Jaune approached he was able to hear some of the nasty insults they threw at her.

"Do you even have a home?" The white haired boy laughed as he spoke.

"Where's that Jaune loser?" The bully named Drew added and he kicked dirt in her face. Blake's eyes began to burn from the gritty substance entering them. She closed them and knew there was no chance of running or fighting now.

"And what's up with that stupid bow?!" Drew's friend yanked the bow out of Blake's hair, revealing two small and delicate cat ears. The girl let a cry out, wishing someone would come to her aid. Tears began to pour from her eyes now and she had lost any chance to control her emotions. Jaune didn't see this, he was only focused on one thing.

"Well look what we have here…" The sneer on Drew's face doubled from what it had been. It was almost immediately knocked off when he was struck by something in the back of his head that caused him to stumble forward. The bullies turned to face their attacker and laughed at who it was.

Jaune stood before them in a fighter's stance, fists raised and ready to defend his only friend. "How about you two pick on someone your own size?!" He yelled, even though he was much smaller than the two other boys. The second punch that Jaune threw was immediately stopped by Drew's hand. He stood no chance against two older and trained bullies who both had their Auras unlocked.

Drew was completely focused on Jaune and his friend was holding Blake's arms behind her back, forcing her to watch what was about to happen. She felt despair and helplessness, not being able to assist her companion. She wanted to run, far from here, taking Jaune with her… But she couldn't. Her attempts at resisting and breaking free were proven futile by the strong brute who held her.

The pain shown on Jaune's face grew now that the bully was succeeding in crushing his hand. He had lost all feeling in it and was convinced that it was broken. Drew took advantage of Jaune's daze when he spun around and performed a kick to swipe the blonde's legs out from underneath him. Then the unrelenting kicking began, delivered to his ribs mostly, a couple even to his head. Jaune lost count as blood ran from his nose and his vision became hazy, then fading to black. He was still conscious, much to his dismay. He knew some of his ribs had been broken, he knew that he was being bruised and battered. But it was all worth it to him if it meant taking the hit for his friend.

Blake's eyes were becoming more and more red from the tears. She never wanted him to suffer. Especially not for her. Jaune had never told her that his Aura had not been unlocked yet, it was common for it to be unlocked at the age of ten. Blake hadn't even noticed that she was crying out for anyone to come and help, but nobody arrived to save them. The bullies had followed her to the long winding road that led to Jaune's home, they were in the middle of nowhere.

After making sure that Jaune wasn't getting up, the bullies ran back to town so that they would not be caught for the crime. Blake scrambled urgently over to the severely injured boy, her tears now pouring onto his body. "J-jaune?" She muttered and was choked up. Her hands were resting on his chest gently.

The only reply he gave was a struggled groan. His eyes were still closed and he felt her hands rise up to hold his face. Then one of her hands moved to his shoulder and he felt strong surges of energy radiating from that hand.

Blake's Aura revealed itself as a black veil that glowed and hugged the skin on her body, protecting her. She had closed her eyes and then began to speak the same ritual that was used on her by Adam. "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."

The effects of the ritual were immediate, Jaune's entire body was eclipsed by an ethereal white glow. He felt a flame inside of him ignite and his body started to grow warm. The white shroud surrounding him grew brighter, almost forcing Blake to close her eyes. She had never seen anything like this, his Aura was stronger than anyone's she had ever felt, even Adam's. The energy coming off of him was able to even warm Blake too.

Then the powers began to activate its healing, ripples in his white Aura generating from over his heart pulsed across his skin, covering every bit of him. All of the wounds caused by the brutes had vanished, both internal and external. It was as if he was never attacked.

All of this caused Jaune to slip into a gentle sleep. Blake was utterly astonished by the events that just took place. She had made sure to restore her bow to its home on top of her head before doing anything else. After that, she took his hand and blinked them back home and explained the events to Jaune's mother.

Aria helped Blake carry Jaune up to his room and then stormed out of the house, prepared to inflict the wrath of the Arc family into two particular young men.

Blake tucked Jaune into his bed, making sure to cover him enough to keep him warm. She was not sure why she didn't run right then. She could easily escape and try to forget all of this… But she couldn't.

Something about this boy was different from everyone else in this world. She knew that he thought she was special, but now she knew for sure that Jaune was even more unique than all else. Eventually she decided to slide into bed next to him and took his hand into her own. She held it gently, like he was a priceless gem. Her eyes then slowly closed and one thought, causing her to smile slightly, crossed her mind before she joined the boy in his soft slumber, I need him…


The next morning Jaune woke up to a great surprise. He was shocked to feel that Blake had decided to join him in his bed while he was unconscious. A warmth spread across his cheeks and he knew this meant he was blushing, but only slightly. The blonde swore he heard purring coming from his sleeping friend who had her face buried in his neck, but he decided to disregard those noises. Her arm was stretched across his chest, keeping her form close to him. Warm breathes from the girl were hitting his neck, just causing Jaune to redden even deeper. He couldn't urge himself to move and wake her up, she was just so peaceful and relaxed, she was never this way.

Jaune tried to recall what had happened before his sleep. He remembered defending Blake from the two bullies, then he remembered getting completely bashed by them. What else? He asked himself and then he remembered Blake's bow. He was unable to discern if that part was a dream or reality.

Before he was able to ponder it any further, the wearer of the little black bow began to stir. At first she was slowly waking up, then she nuzzled her nose into the boy's neck, hoping that he was ok. His lips curled into an affectionate smile. It was then that he felt a growing wetness from tears on his neck where Blake's face rested. "I'm so sorry…" She whispered ever so slightly and continued to repeat those words until she was too choked up to speak. Her grip on Jaune had tightened enough to squeeze the air out of him.

"Don't be sorry Blakey, you saved me." She could hear how grateful he was. "I guess were even now." His sweet smile turned into a goofier one.

Blake lifted her face when he spoke, her sorrowful face had sparked in surprise as she saw he was awake. "B-but… It was my fault, if we never met then—" She was cut off by his finger covering her lips.

"Don't say one more word Blake. I don't regret anything." He smiled and then wiped her tears away gently. "Now let's get down to the real business…" A mischievous glint came into his eye. "Where's the food?!" He settled on asking about the bow later on when things cooled down.

The raven haired girl couldn't help letting a soft laugh out at the boy's question. He shot up and yanked the girl downstairs to where the food was.


The two had decided on eating pancakes for their breakfast. Jaune knew the Arc family recipe for their secret pancakes and Blake was unable to refuse such a generous offer. Thankfully the boy had learned a thing or two about cooking from his mother.

Jaune's sisters were all out with Aria, probably still hunting down or punishing the two attackers from the previous day. His father just arrived at home and was walking through the front door as the two friends finished devouring an enormous stack of pancakes.

When they saw Leo, he was carrying something wrapped in a pure white cloth that seemed to be glowing. His father approached Jaune slowly and Blake could tell this was a big moment for him, but was not sure why. The blonde boy's eyes widened and sparkled. He would not take a single glance away from the cloth.

"D-d-dad… I-is that…" Jaune was struggling with his words, he never expected this considering that he had seven older sisters, all ore capable than him.

"Yes, son. Crocea Mors is officially yours." His father spoke proudly and removed the cloth from the item.

A sheath and sword were revealed, both seemed to glow white and energy pulsed from them. The sheath had two golden crescent moons engraved into the pure white material. The sword had a blue handle that matched Jaune's and his father's eyes, the cross guard was colored gold. Leo stuck the family heirloom out for Jaune to take. "It has been passed down from generation to generation in the Arc family, and now it belongs to you."

Jaune was speechless, he reached out to take the relic with shaky hands. Once he grasped the sheath it sprung open into a white shield with golden trim. The sword was unsheathed and the blade glowed pure white, made out of a strange material. Both of them exhibited many battle scars from the countless use of them by past Huntsman. After he noticed this, it dawned on him that these were extremely heavy for his untrained arms, and he let his arms go limp so they rested partially on the ground.

Blake was pleased to see that her friend had finally received his weapons. She had created Gambol Shroud a few years ago. It was necessary to own a weapon when you grow up in the wild, only having yourself to depend on for the most part.

Leo's booming laugh broke her train of thought. "It looks like it is also time to begin your training, now that your Aura is unlocked." He tried to hide the unsureness from his voice.


Only a year had passed since Jaune's training had begun with his father. His progress was slow at first, but he was a fast learner and born with a gift in strategy. Jaune was determined to improve, no matter what the cost. He wanted to be able to protect people. Especially people like Blake.

The two had continued to grow a stronger bond as time had passed. She decided that she trusted Jaune's family and they gladly let her stay at the Arc home. The house was already crammed with enough people, so she had to share a room with Jaune, not that she minded at all.

Occasionally her old mentor contacted Blake to let her know how well the White Fang were faring. She had joined the gang of Faunus at a young age when she was taken care of by Adam. He was a strong supporter of them in the beginning, and recently had become their leader.

Blake hadn't encountered any issues when she snuck out for their secret meetings. They rarely did and they only met for a couple minutes at a time. He was significantly displeased on how the girl chose to depend on humans. He thought that he had taught her better than that.

Tonight was one of those nights where she was required to sneak out to meet her mentor. A wave of shame crashed over her for not telling Jaune about her Faunus heritage. Regret struck her every time she snuck out of his bed. Thankfully, the boy was not very observant at this age so her job was easy.

The Faunus girl slipped out from beneath the blankets in Jaune's bed, being extra careful to not wake him. She then put on one of his black hoodies over her thin black nightgown and made her way towards the window. She was quick, silent, and well trained in climbing so she had no problems sneaking out of the giant house like a master ninja. The meetup point for the two Faunus was just a couple minutes away, through some woods and by the river that flowed near Jaune's house.

Jaune was having problems sleeping and wasn't completely out when he felt coldness fill the place Blake was at felt. He was about to stop her, then wondered what she was doing and decided to let this proceed to gather more information.

When his best friend snuck out of the window, Jaune made his way downstairs because he was definitely not qualified to scale down the side of the house. He followed her to an opening in the woods by a rushing river. It was then that he noticed that his friend was not alone.

The man with her was tall and slim. His hair was blood red and swept backwards, Jaune swore that it had a faint glow and two small horns protruding from the top. He wore a long black trench coat with a red inside, a white emblem and a flame design on the left shoulder. On the back of a coat was a white tulip under a larger red rose. The most intimidating factor of his outfit was the mask based off of a Grimm. Ok I don't trust this guy… Why is Blake with him?

From the bush Jaune was hiding in he started to pick up some of their conversation. "Adam, he has potential… I know he's a human but he could help us. Please, maybe if you trained him like you did with me—"

"Enough!" The man apparently named Adam yelled in a raspy voice. He didn't seem to be significantly older than Blake, probably only by a few years. "He doesn't care about us Blake! He doesn't understand the struggle of being a Faunus! He's just like the rest of the humans." After saying this he turned his back to her.

"He's different!" Blake yelled defiantly, trying to get through to the stranger.

It was then that Blake realized her mistake. With lightning fast speed Adam whipped around and landed a powerful slap to her face, the impact of it throwing her to the ground.

Jaune couldn't sit there and watch anymore, he was fuming with rage, nobody was allowed to hurt his friend. He burst out of his hiding place and yelled, "Get away from her!" This brought a sick and twisted smile to Adam's face.

"Well look what we have here, I'm glad you decided to show up Jaune." Adam turned to Jaune as the blonde began sprinting at him with Crocea Mors armed and ready.

It didn't take long for the experienced criminal to disarm the boy, then he used his own weapon. The redhead thrusted the blunt hilt of his katana into Jaune's gut, knocking him down. He then approached slowly, unsheathing his weapon as he walked, revealing a blood red blade.

A split second was all it took for Adam to have the sharp tip of the blade at Jaune's neck, causing him to shake uncontrollably. The boy felt it sear easily through his Aura and its fine tip poked him in the neck, drawing a miniscule amount of blood. The whole time Adam wore a terrifying smile on his face, one that showed he took a sadistic pleasure in doing this.

Right then Blake pushed the blade away from Jaune's neck and stood between the two. She narrowed her eyes at Adam. He couldn't continue, he had had a soft spot for her ever since he took her in. "You will train him, and you will not kill him…" She said in a voice that struck terror into Jaune and Adam, straight to their cores. The criminal sheathed his weapon and nodded once. You're lucky your Jaune is still young, he thought.

After that night, it was decided that Jaune would begin training extra, secretly with Adam at night, in addition to the training with his father in the afternoon.


Time had passed quickly with all of the school and training the duo endured. Before they knew it, a year had passed and they were both twelve now. Jaune had improved immensely with his sword, Adam seemed extremely skilled and qualified in using his katana. Still the boy had not discovered his Semblance yet, much to his dismay. He forgot completely to ask Blake about her bow and what lies underneath.

Blake had mostly improved at using her Semblance and learned how to gauge how low her Aura was. That helped her to decide when to save her energy or use Shadow to her advantage.

The girl had also developed a strong fondness of reading. There was almost an unlimited supply of literature available for her at the Arc home, mostly because all of the family members had such different interests in books.

"Sooo… Do you think you're prepared for tomorrow?" Jaune asked as the two walked back home after a long night of practice. His stomach was contorting into the worst of shapes just thinking about it.

"I think that you're worrying too much. It's our first mission, Adam wouldn't make us do anything he knew we couldn't handle." Blake replied with a glance over at him and a reassuring smile.

"Are you sure?" Jaune doubted that Adam cared for his wellbeing. The two had been rivals ever since the night they met.

"Positive."

They continued until they were in view of the large wood cabin house. The house had three stories and the top one was mostly made of glass windows, allowing the family to admire the view and spot anything coming their way. Fern dust lights hung around the house, lighting the darkness of night.

The two did not waste much of their time staring at the house. They quickly snuck back inside into their shared room, Blake using the window, and Jaune using the door. Once they changed into their pajamas they collapsed onto the bed exhausted, then were immediately enveloped by sleep.


First thing in the morning after getting dressed the two left their house, making sure to leave a note behind to tell Jaune's parents they went fishing. Both of them were reluctant to lie to them, but Blake convinced Jaune they had to do this.

They arrived at a new meeting place, in a clear patch of woods located high on top of a hill. The trees surrounding the area were colored with red leaves that rattled and swayed in the wind. In the middle there was a large rock that Blake took a seat on, her back facing Jaune. Jaune just stood there staring at her, her wavy black hair flowed in the wind. Before his thought could drift too far their mentor arrived.

Out of nowhere Adam appeared, he arrived silently so the two didn't notice him yet. "Jaune, you'll go in first. Start at the front of the train, we will work our way to you from the back." His voice sounded grimmer than usual and caused both of them to jump.

Jaune wasted no time in gliding quickly down the steep cliff and making a clumsy leap onto the front of the train, almost stumbling off entirely. The crew underneath him were the only humans on board, the rest were different types of Atlesian robots. But he wasn't aware of this, he had thought this train lacked human passengers, that was what Adam and Blake had told him the previous day.

Blake wasn't concerned for her own safety, but for the goofy blonde's. "Blake, its time…"

She turned her head, flashing him her amber irises, the expression on her face was cool and calm, "Ok." And at that they were off, sprinting through the reddened forest. Their leap seemed more smooth than Jaune's and they managed to land further back on the train.


Alright, you can handle a couple of robots Jaune, he reassured himself mentally. He made his way to the edge of the train and hung over the side. There were windows on the sides and at the face of the trains head. He decided to kick in the window and hop inside, immediately wielding his sword and expanding his shield.

When he raised his weapons along with his eyes he was shocked by what he saw.

A girl with pure white hair, done in an off-center ponytail, wearing a white and light blue dress turned to greet his gaze. He recognized that emblem on the back of her dress, this girl was a Schnee. Why is she here?! Why are people on this train?! A quieter voice in his head asked, why is she so beautiful? The last thought woke a momentary blush on his cheeks, but it quickly faded.

He looked into her cold winter blue eyes and was made nervous by the growing frown on her face.

"Um, excuse me. What do you think you're doing?" The Schnee asked in a sour and scrutinizing voice. Her narrowing sharp stare sent chills down Jaune's spine.

"U-uhhhmmm…" He was not great at quickly thinking, it didn't help that this girl intimidated him.

The only two other people in the room revealed themselves when they charged at Jaune. Both were guards equipped with a thick metallic baton each.

The first swing came in a side swipe of one's baton, aimed directly for his head. Jaune ducked under the attack and bashed his shield into that guard's chest, sending him backward into a wall, knocking his head against the wall. He wasn't going to get back up after that for a while.

The second aggressor attempted to strike but it was deflected by the shield. The great force behind the baton sent shocks of pain through Jaune's shield arm. This man was much stronger than him and the boy wouldn't be able to withstand another hit like that.

Crocea Mors was now locked against the baton, Jaune tried to push his enemy's weapon back but was only losing ground. Jaune disengaged, quickly rolling to his left, dodged the swing, then delivered a brutal slash to the guard's helmet. He crumpled down to the ground in an unconscious heap.

The Schnee heiress lost her confident face and it was replaced by a gaping surprised mouth. Jaune felt pride at his performance first, then a horrible feeling came over him. These are people I just hurt… He dropped his weapon and shield in shame. He was supposed to use these gained abilities to defend people, not injure them. "I'm sorry…" His voice cracked and he shut his eyes.

She squinted at him with a questioning look. "Whoever you are, what's going on here?" Her voice sounded softer and less accusative now.

"I'm on my first mission," He started. "My teammates are on their way up the train now. They had told me that we were just practicing on robots protecting this cargo, and that we would not be hurting anyone." He blurted to her, telling the complete truth.

The anger boiled up inside of her again. "Do you even know who I am?! I am Weiss Schnee. And this cargo here belongs to the Schnee Dust Company! You were planning on destroying our property?"

"Look I'm sorry," He spoke weakly, her voice only made him more upset. "But we have to get out of here before my team catches me, they are not as merciful as I am."

"I'm not going anyw—"

He took her hand after reacquiring his equipment, and pulled her towards the door that led to the end of the train. Jaune led the girl on until they reached an open train car, the sight before him caused his face to drain of color and his insides felt compressed.

Adam and Blake stood together. Fury was evident in the man's glare, but the girl's face looked curious and untrusting. "A-Adam I c-can explain" Jaune said in a weak and nervous voice.

Weiss bite her lower lip as it quivered in fear. Jaune stood in front of her protectively and she only peaked out to watch the redheaded man apparently named Adam.

"You weakling, you had one job Jaune!" Adam walked slowly towards the two and Jaune's figure began to shake. "I knew you weren't strong enough."

"Adam, let him talk." Was the only thing that Blake was able to say. She was scared for her friend's safety now; she knew that she wouldn't be able dissuade her mentor this time.

The criminal unsheathed Blush and Wilt as he closed the gap between the petrified children. He shoved Jaune down to the ground to get a better look at the girl.

When he recognized her, it brought an evil grimace to his face. "Ah yes, a Schnee…" Before anyone was able to react he burned through Weiss's Aura with his katana, the blade cleanly pierced through the petite girl's midsection, then pulling it right out.

Time seemed to slow for Jaune. He wasn't able to process what just happened. He felt an emptiness that he couldn't describe. It was cold and daunting, he dreaded every second of this feeling.

Blake finally reacted by throwing a pistol of Gambol Shroud toward Adam and its chain wrapped around his waist. He was then pulled back and cast to the train car behind them. She then transformed the pistol into a blade and uttered one sorrowful word, "Goodbye…" A single slash separated the end half of the train from the engine, and with that, her mentor was gone.

She turned back toward the other two beings with her and covered her mouth in shock. Jaune had taken Weiss into his arms and propped her head in his lap. Her eyes were fluttering in an attempt to resist the urge to pass out. Her face was drained of the little color that was in it previously. Jaune shed a single tear and they continued to fall frequently after the first.

"Weiss…" His hand lowered from her cheek and positioned over her wound that had already formed a pool of blood around them. He felt the warm blood trickle onto his hand but he kept his hand there. Her eyes widened in pain.

The sun had set and the last light of day was now gone, they were left in darkness but Blake could still see perfectly.

Weiss felt the boy place a kiss on her forehead, then was swallowed by what she assumed was the darkness of death, yet it was only her passing out. As he placed the kiss on her, Jaune's hand on the wound began to glow, blinding Blake from seeing the moment. The light continued to grow in power. Jaune felt his hand begin to heat up. A beacon of the powerful white light beamed up into the sky, visible for miles. He felt the wound under his hand seal and the exterior blood mixed and swirled into the white light, dissolving into nothingness.

He felt drained of energy. He could tell that his Aura was much weaker now and he needed to recover. But there was no time, he had to get home.


The two demoralized friends trudged through the woods, nearing home. Jaune carried the unconscious Weiss in his arms, despite her light weight, he was very close to collapsing from exhaustion. "Jaune, what happened back there?" Blake asked in a voice lined with curiosity and annoyance. Her arms were crossed and she was looking at the ground as she led him.

"I don't know, it just, sort of happened." His voice was hoarse and unstable. He was breathing heavily after speaking.

Not another word was spoken. When they arrived at home they saw the front door wide open and a single light lit in the kitchen. Jaune rushed inside with the girl still in his arms, he could hear women weeping quietly. The horrifying sight crushed him.

His knees wobbled and shook uncontrollably. He couldn't hold his weight anymore so he dropped to his knees heavily, setting the beauty down. Her breathing was slight and subtle, but still existent.

In the hallway adjacent to the kitchen laid his father's body, but no head was anywhere to be seen, only rose petals stood amongst the splattered blood. Jaune tore his eyes away from the decapitated body and dropped them to his shaking hands. He stared at them, knowing this was his fault for fueling Adam's outrage.

His arms went limp and no longer obscured his line of vision to the girl's face. Her face had a heartbroken pout and those winter blue eyes opened, showing sympathy to the broken boy.

It was then that he heard Anna, his eldest sister, ask through her tears, "J-Jaune?"

Her twin, Ella, continued weakly, "W-where's Blake?"


Blake had done the thing she always did when times turned hard. She ran.


Ok sooo… There we go. I hope you guys enjoyed reading the first chapter of the story. I'm sorry that it seemed like I crammed a lot into this chapter, I just wanted to have most of the events before Beacon in the first chapter. It just helped to set the scene early on. Future chapters probably won't be as long as this.

Please leave a review to let me know what you thought about it. If you have any suggestions, I'd love to hear them. I'm still learning how to make these stories and could use any advice given.

Also, what kind of pairings do you want to see? Jaune and Blake are definitely going to be together, but I'm fine with some of the other girls being involved in that relationship. Thanks :)