Hello everyone! Welcome to my first ever fanfiction! I do hope you enjoy this. Please bare in mind that I am quite new to this, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't criticize me! I'd prefer harsh treatment, as it seems to work better! Please, give me all the criticism! All of it! Now then, let us begin, shall we?!

Chapter 1 - The Start of Something Wild

Well, this day was quite pleasant! Jaune had been admiring the end of Fall... It was quite gorgeous indeed. As the blond boy admired the cloudy, yet surprisingly blue sky, he noticed something, to be more specific, he noticed a small snowflake, falling gracefully towards the ground... How beautiful! He adored snow! And as he continued to stare in awe at the snowflake, more began to fall towards the ground, from the clouds above. His eyes were drawn up to the sky by the grace of the snowflakes, causing him to offer the clouds a pleasantly peaceful smile... But the peace had to come to an end of course. As he relished in lovely weather, a certain ginger haired girl had already started sprinting up towards him before literally tackling him towards the ground, creating an audible thud! This left Mr. Arc stunned and dizzy for a few moments before he quickly shook his head to see just what kind of animal would do such a-

"Hey Jaune!" Oh! Speaking of animals... "Hey, Nora..." He offered a groan and a small, almost pained chuckle, attempting to signal the girl to get off with pathetic whimpers, but she either didn't quite catch his message or, simply put, didn't care! She just offered a wide, cheek to cheek smile which revealed her pearly whites. "So, what'cha doin' out here anyway? C'mon! You know what's happening at Beacon today! It's the Mini-Ment!" The ginger girl hopped up to her feet, which Jaune now wished never happened. Not because he could see up her skirt, god no, Nora didn't wear tight underwear or anything like in those anime shows, no, she was fully covered and ready to rumble... but because her boots were now pressed into his chest, making it slightly hard to breath- oh, that might have been a rib. "...N-Nora... Did you just call the School Tournament a Mini-Ment? It's not exactly... all that small..." Jaune attempted speaking but found himself attempting to force the words out. Holy crap, he didn't exactly expect Nora to be this heavy! After Nora finally looked down at her wincing leader, she finally hopped off, elegantly falling to the ground, either in attempts to impersonate the snowflakes currently falling, or to patronize Jaune about his less than graceful fall.

After a brief moment of gathering all the oxygen he could into his lungs, just in case someone wished to knock it back out of him, he got to his feet, exhaling the oxygen he had spent at least twenty seconds gathering... Jeez, what a waste- why was he thinking about this?! He quickly shook his head before turning towards the ginger, upbeat girl. He was about to begin explaining about how dangerous it can be to do such a thing, in public while he was off-guard, and as if the girl knew it, she grabbed Jaune, staring into his eyes before whispering "There's no time to explain, Jaune. We must go! Fly, leader! We must fly!" Oh, Jaune did not like where this was going, not one bit. And his suspicions seemed to be correct as the ginger girl swept him off his feet, carrying him in an, ironically, bridal manor, before beginning to sprint towards Beacon... He'd take riding a motorbike with Yang over sprinting with Nora any day. The girl was all about getting straight to the point, or in this case, the destination, which they had nearly arrived at surprisingly early.

"Alright... Nora... Let's never do that again, unless one of my limbs are literally hanging off of my body and I need instant medical attention... Or we need to win a race... Got it?" The panting, faintly green Jaune directed a weak glare towards his teammate, who just seemed to be giggling and saluting him. "You got it, Jaune! For competitive use only!" Did she not hear about him talking about getting injured?... Oh whatever, it's not like that mattered now. What mattered now was not getting involved in this little School Tournament that was going on... Students were separated from their teams to get pit against eachother. The battles were randomized, but they seemed to be quite unfair, as Professor Ozpin added a brand new element; "Luck", where the fights can range from One on One to One on Four... scary. Instead of the Vytal Festival's tournament grounds, being an incredibly large arena, they used a smaller school arena, and there was a far less amount of Dust consumption within the school's arena, making it far more usable. Jaune planned on faking an illness, just in case he's forced to fight someone like Yang, or Ruby... Or Cardin... Or anybody for that matter. He didn't exactly like fighting other Hunters and-or Huntresses, he didn't quite... understand why though, it gave him an amazing thrill, but unlike most, the fear of failing overwhelms that thrill, causing him to have major anxiety when fighting other people.

About three hours had passed since Jaune and Nora hurled themselves into Beacon, getting ready... All the students in Beacon were here, even a few visiting people from Atlas, Vacuo and Mistral were here! It was quite the culturally diverse crowd; faunus and human alike. But currently, the only one seeming to keep quiet was Jaune Arc, quietly sitting in his chair as he watched a rather lovely looking, middle aged blonde dame take to the small stand in the middle, her form stern and her expression sterner.

"Students from Vale, Mistral, Vacuo and Atlas, I welcome you all to our third annual Beacon Tournament. Now then, I would like to discuss a few things before we get into the fights. The first thing being the line-up for the fights. These fights are chosen at complete random, similar to the Vytal Festival, however, due to a heavy recommendation-" The woman seemed almost displeased as she spoke, a tiny hint of spite in her voice... "We have added an element which will test even the most... unreliable of varibles that a Hunter or Huntress has. Luck. Each Beacon Student has been placed into a virtual randomizer and one shall be picked out and then another, but before all of this comes the new part; the amount of fighters. This won't be like the Vytal Festival with four versus four, then two versus two, no! A number from one to four will be chosen from one side, and vice versa. If you are lucky, you will be assisted by people you work well with... If you are unlucky, you might be one person going against say... an entire team of students..." Miss Goodwitch began to drag on about rules now... It just got... so... so boring. Jaune nearly fell asleep, but was awoken as names began getting called.

"Please not me... Please not me..." Jaune waited... One person versus Two... "Cardin Winchester versus!... Coco Adel and Sage Ayana!"

"Oh thank god..." And this continued for another two fights. Jaune would hope and prey that he wasn't chosen, only to have his prayers answered by some sort of powerful force he didn't even have the will to name, due to his happiness of course! He almost felt confident that nothing would happen! I mean, the fight between Velvet and Fox versus Yatsuhashi and Emerald was done! I mean, c'mon, no way would-

"Oh..." The woman's voice seemed almost pained by what she saw. "...Jaune Arc... Versus Mercury Black and Yang Xiao Long."

'Oh dear god, I am going to die.'