Pirouette
The fire was all around, smoke filled the hallway Julian Arc bloodied and barely breathing stumbled towards the door at the distant end of this burning corridor. Downstairs the fire had almost taken what was left of the arc family home and in the distant a maniacal laughter can be heard piercing the sky with its very presence.
A sixteen year old Jaune awoke to the sound of his door crashing and fire all around him, his parents and older sisters had left him to look after Jasmine and Julie arc, he thought they were asleep and that he could get and early after all his father was soon going to begin his training finally, his thoughts were interrupted as his father tackled Jaune of his bed and careering through his window.
"Dad!" Jaune cried as he awoke from the fall, Julian had taken the brunt of the impact in order to shield his son. Jaune's father had managed to crawl and propped himself up against a half burning apple tree, his aura was already gone and the smoke had poisoned his lungs he wasn't going to survive this time. Jaune scrambled to his feet and dashed to his father's side "dad what's going on? Were mom and the girls?". "Jaune come close listen to me, you need to take the sword" as he gestured to corcea mores strapped to his side "dad…" he was cut off "remember my son in the light we are one" as his voice trailed off he was dead.
Jaune felt nothing, there was no sadness or tears there was simply nothing, he just sat there on his staring at his now deceased father, then it came like a knife the laughter again only now Jaune was outside and alone. Awakening from his shock he grabbed corcea mores and began to run towards it into the forest.
As he began to sprint further into dark forest next to his now gone home he noticed the familiar scent of auburn and the late months of the year, it was his mother and classic over use of perfume. Jaune changed his direction and ran towards it only to be with a horrific sight…his mother and sisters dead. Jaune collapsed it was too much he couldn't even see the scorpion fanaus in a black coat coming towards him.
"What do we have here" the fanaus giggled, "well guess you're the last one, oh well" the man laughed. To Jaune however he couldn't even here the man he was just staring at his mother, when a wave began to fill him and unending light of warmth that felt like late September and Light in the darkness he was surrounded by. His aura was active just the scorpion tail made contact with him, all Jaune felt a slight pin prick before everything stopped and a man with white hair simply appeared before him "I don't think you're ready for this yet so allow me to take of it for you" Jaune's vision faded as he felt himself get up.
When Jaune came too he was sleeping in a bed in what appeared to be an inn. However all he could remember was taking the sword from his father and running an endless stream of running. As he gathered his thoughts and began getting ready it became what he thought was clear. I took the sword and im going to vale to become a huntsman I will prove myself worthy of the name Arc and show mom I can carry our name into the future. Little did he know that a year had passed since his families death and that destiny was waiting for Jaune in the nearby city of vale.