A/N: The writer is the engineer of the human soul. If you know this quote, then you already know what is going to happen here.

„Talking"

'Thoughts'

„Shouting"

"Pyrrha, i know that I'm going through a hard time right now, but I'm not... THAT depressed. I can always be a farmer or something"

Those were the words he remembered saying to Pyrrha when they were on the rooftop. That was before he explained Pyrrha his fake transcripts. Before Cardin ratted him out.

The next morning at sunrise he was already called to Goodwitch's office. He was getting scared. Maybe Pyrrha told the stern teacher his secret, maybe someone else did. He quietly got dressed and walked to the office.

After a few minutes of walking he arrived. Jaune raised his hand to knock. 'KNOCK,KNOCK' "Enter." Glynda said from inside. He entered.

Inside were Cardin Winchester and Glynda Goodwitch. The bully had a smug smile on his face. He was getting even more scared, what if he knew about his secret.

"Good morning mister Arc. Do you know why i called you here?" Glynda asked him. He just shook his head. "Well it seems Winchester here heard something peculiar last night even recorded it on his scroll. You know what I'm talking about, right?"

Jaune once again just nodded, not speaking and looking at the floor.

"Good. What you did was highly illegal, so Ozpin decided it is best, to expel you from this school and seeing you do not have much lien, the headmaster decided to give some. Now go pack your bags and take the next bullhead to the city. Goodbye."

Jaune did not know what to say, he just nodded, turned around and left. Cardin was right behind him "Well what are you going to do now Jauney boy" The bully mocked him. Jaune just turned around looked him in the eyes and said "This" Cardin was unprepared as Jaune with all his strenght decked him in the nose and sent him flying. Aura can sometimes do wonders. He took the longer path to his dorm room to think about what just happened. Deciding to leave before his team woke up, he sped to his dorm to pack.

1 HOUR LATER

Good thing there were no classes otherwise his teammates would already be awake. He was now waiting for the bullhead to arrive. He left a note for his teammates, saying that he was expelled.

'Oh, well it was worth a try.' he thought trying to calm himself. His head perked up at the sound of the bullhead. Grabbing his bags and boarding the aircraft. He sat down at the entrance. As the door was closing he heard someone shout.

" Jaune, wa-" The door closed completely and whoever was calling him was not heard anymore. 'Maybe it was Pyrrha or someone else.'

Jaune shrugged and started thinking what to do next. 'starting a cafe... nah to boring, joining the army maybe... no too tedious, hmm what else is there... maybe becoming a farmer. Yeah farmers have an easy life. Old man Pete always said that being a farmer was fun and easy.'

With a goal in mind, he waited for the bullhead to get to its destination.

'Good thing the headmaster was generous and gave me some money'

1 YEAR LATER

Old man Pete was lying when he said that farming was easy, maybe fun sometimes but definitely not easy.

After he arrived in Vale he bought himself some farmland with a nice wooden house. Getting started was hard. He did not know that farmers were looked down upon, why he did not know. They were the ones that provided crops to food companies so the others could eat. Good thing some people were there to help him out, such as Nikolai, Dmitri, Vasily among others.

He had many friends among the Proletariat who were not happy with their work and work conditions. They too were discriminated. Even worse than the faunus.

At least the crops were growing as intended. The salesman was not lying when he said the soil was very fertile.

It was a Monday morning and Jaune was getting ready to do his daily routine, when somebody knocked on his door. Getting dressed, he walked to the door and opened.

There stood a mailman with a package in his hands "Are you... Jaune Arc?" Jaune nodded and said yes "I need you to sign here" After signing the mailman gave him the package and abruptly left. Maybe because he was a farmer, he probably thought that were just excrement's that the higher class allowed to live 'Prick.. Well might as well check out this package.'

Closing the door, he walked to the living room and sat down on the sofa. Turning the package around he found out who sent it to him. It was his father. 'Wait... how does he know where I live'

Sure he called his family often saying that he got a job in Vale, but he never said where he lived or where he worked. Shrugging he opened the there was a book , a handgun, a note and what looked like a journal. He took the note to read it: 'Dear Jaune. These are the items your grandpa Vlad wanted you to have these after you turn 18. I know you are not yet that age, but you will be in a month. Your Father Aleksei'

Setting the note down he took the gun a looked it over. On the bottom it said Tokarev TT-33. 'Hmm never heard of the model. Maybe it's something grandpa made' Setting it down near the note, taking the journal, he looked it over 'It's grandpas.' Putting the journal down, he reached for the last item in the package. The book. Just as he had it in his hands, he remembered that he needs to do his daily work 'I'll read it later'

EVENING

It was another day of work done. After showering and eating he remembered the book. Deciding to read in his bed. After getting comfortable he tuned on his bed lamp and looked over the book it was red and had two men with amazing beards and mustaches on it. The books name was :

The Communist Manifesto by Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels

'Sounds interesting'

And with that book a legend started.

A legend that will take the world by storm.

The Steel Man

A/N. I don't know if i should continue.