So this is a one shot. Following all five transmissions for the Wolf of Saturn six in which or favorite blonde knight happens to be the equivalent of in Remnant. This is a major hint to as what the next story from me will be, since I have place Three Kindred Souls on the back burner since I am at a writers block to how I show play that one out.

Jaune Arc, the Wolf of Atlas Deep.

It was a sudden scare, all the scrolls ringing off of the emergency system that was installed in the CTC system. It was used to warn of emergencies such as natural disasters and massive Grimm attacks. But today the sky was clear with no signs of a storm rolling through.

So to all the huntress and huntsmen in training, they were shocked. With hearts pounding at what could become of the day they looked to their combat teacher, Professor Goodwitch, for instruction.

"Students remain calm." She said as she pulled out her device to stop the annoying tone, but the screen showed something different. A symbol of what looked like a flower made by waves, and two crescent arcs running over the top of it. A deep burning crimson as if it was made from blood itself. It was very unsettling to say the least.

A voice rang out, silencing her thoughts, as well as the rest of the murders and whispers from the students. A smooth suave voice of a female spoke from all the scrolls at the same time.

"It's a good sun hunters. Can you feel it?" She asked. The whole room was confused as to what the woman meant.

"From my perch in Atlas, I listen at the windows of the wealthy and well to do."

Up in the high tower of Ozpin and Ironwood were listening in as well. While the General scrambled to contact anyone to trace the signal. The voice on the other side took a deep breath before speaking once more.

"Ever heard of the Atlas Deep?" The General froze as both Ozpin and himself made eye contact. This woman was whistle blowing one of their most kept secrets.

"News to me too..." the woman stopped to let the words sink in. Across the world, many people were staring at their scrolls in curiosity.

"Turns out, Atlas has a max pen. Sitting six leagues deep in the ice. No one knew about it...'cause no one ever busted out." Back in the classroom, the students were shocked to their core. Ruby, Yang and Blake turned their gaze towards Weiss, many other turned their eyes to the Atlas transfer students.

"Until now, right? Some young blood meat head they started calling The Wolf, on account of him howling at night." The woman spoke with a bit of joy in her voice. Many students started to shudder. If Atlas was determined to have a prison hidden from the world, it must be dangerous.

"Decrypts say he was a model prisoner. Doing the time, fabbin ammunition and bombs, mining the dust with the rest of his con brothers and sisters. Apple of the Warden's eye even." Cinder herself was intrigued to say the least. She knew about the so called Atlas Deep. If someone escaped from there, they definitely were worth her time.

"But something cracked, and now he's on the loose,...the so called Wolf of Atlas Deep."

The voice cut out and the uproar had begun. Many students began to shout and talk to one another while the Professor tried to get them in order. In the tower both headmasters stilled and stood in defeat, waiting for the council to summon them and demand to know what happened. Cinder had already sent a message to her master, asking her to hold off the Grimm's frenzies across the world as this Wolf could be a great investment. She knew this news would scare the whole world and cause the plan to derail.

But all of them missed the lone blonde girl. A single twin as her brother had disappeared when they were children.

Jeanne Arc stared at the screen as she knew the upper half of the symbol belong to her family of the Arc's.

"Jaune?" She whispered weakly as tears flooded her eyes. She wasn't one to keep secrets. Her eyes met her partner, Pyrrha.

She would talk to her friends and her sister team about this.


Two weeks had passed by from the original invasion on their scrolls. After Jeanne had admitted to her friends that she possibly knew who the Wolf of Atlas Deep was, there was some words to be shared.

Weiss and Blake were understandably scared and accused her of harboring a criminal.

Pyrrha, Ruby and Yang asked her how he came to be, and why would she didn't tell them sooner.

Ren and Nora remained silent, as they noticed their team leader and sister in all but blood was disturbed about talking.

"We were young when it happened. A vacation to Atlas by train." The female Arc spoke.

"We were hijacked by bandits and Jaune was taken, while my mom and dad tried to fight them, off he was taken."

"So he was missing for so long?" Yang asked

"How do you know it's him?" Pyhrra asked.

"The symbol that played on the screen when that woman spoke," Jeanne explained. "The upper half was my family's Crest, and Jaune always talked about being a hero!" At her final words another alarm went off on their scrolls. Everywhere around the world, simultaneously they went off. With a good look at the symbol, they finally noticed what Jeanne was talking about, it was too similar to her family's crest. Once more the voice spoke.

"It's late, you still with me hunters?" The woman spoke in a tired voice.

Up in the tower, after being briefed by the council for their failure and notices of several uprisings across the globe. Ozpin and Ironwood worked tirelessly to get their best to trace the signal.

"Soon we'll see the sun curve over the Vale sky, a nice cool day. What's keeping you up?" She asked. While Cinder listened intently, glad her master agreed with her, even though she had received the mysterious broadcast.

It was impressive that this woman was able to do so. Thanks to Arthur Watts, her scroll was unreachable and untraceable due to the complicated and numerous security measures installed. But she bypassed all of that without effort.

"For me, it's the encrypted channels that the fanatical White Fang and the greedy in Atlas uses. They're all abuzz with the certain doings of a, big, bad, Wolf." She shuddered into the transmission, there was a hint of pleasure and sultry in her voice.

The teachers of the four academies stayed in a collective room together either in person or video transmission, once discussing actions that they should take if this Wolf were to ever be spotted, now instead listened to the woman.

"Why didn't he run? Why didn't he hit the ground hard and run as far as his feet could take him?" She asked the questions many people had on their minds. As reports of the Wolf from the past days had indicated him attacking several dustmines that he himself brought attention to.

They were all black site mines that no one knew about.

In the flip side of the coin, reports of White Fang outposts in the north have been raided. Many members of the fanatical party were found dead or in serious critical condition.

There were no signs of military or huntsmen doing such things.

Wolf took all the credit for the destruction.

"Instead, he stalking those sole bear money huggers in Atlas. My birds are saying those encrypted channels got flipped, a systemwide message from the Wolf."

Across from each other, separated by continents, both Sienna Khan and Jacques Schnee looked at a texted presented on their screens.

"Deliver Jacques Schnee. Where'd a meathead learn a trick like that? And who's Jacques Schnee?"

Back with the hunters in training, seven of them looked to the pale girl as her eyes widened at the recognition of the name.

"What does he want with my father?" She asked.

"Oh baby you can guess! Other than the bastard of the SDC, he is also the Warden of the Atlas Deep." She laughed as she revealed what he did on the side.

In the deep grimlands, Salem sat upon her throne as she looked to her followers. A smile appeared across her face. Arthur Watts met her gaze and smiled as well, they needed this Wolf as he installed fear with this woman across the world.

"A big man, too well dressed and too well fed for his rank. And he's in the ice too...think he knows how the Wolf came to howlin?" With her final question, the broadcast shut off.

The teenagers tried to comfort Weiss, but the worry that she would be used as leverage to get to her father had already settled in.

Sienna Khan, began to bark orders to find a way to get the bastard from the north.

Out in the grimlands, Salem spoke to Arthur Watts.

"Use Schnee as bait, and bring this Wolf to me."

"Of course, your grace." Arthur bowed.


The Vytal Festival was canceled, the transfer students were sent home in heavily armed escorts while all the kingdoms were all on high alert as more and more reports of the Wolf flooded in.

What was now happening, individuals would pop up howling as they attacked. Certain times huntsmen were dealing with grimm, bandit raids, and White Fang, these mysterious strangers would appear. They were equipped with deep pressure mining suits, armed with melee weapons of hammers and pickaxes while wielding Atlas security rifles.

And they fought alongside them, repelling all aggression against civilians and the kingdoms.

One woman who was captured told them who they were, they were the prisoners of the Atlas Deep.

Her captured status didn't last long though, the armed escort back to an Atlas prison was attacked and she was freed.

The Wolf had freed her from her imprisonment.

And when more figures like her were captured, they were always freed.

Back to the teams at Beacon, the two teams of RWBY and JNPR were placed under heavy security. The only attempt on them was made by the White Fang, trying to capture the heiress. They were never attacked by the Wolf or these figures who supposedly allies with him.

"We can't just stay here! They are going after my father!" Weiss shrieked at the General.

Ironwood sighed, he understood that Weiss Schnee was infuriated at him. He had personally sent Specialist Schnee with a security entourage to protect Jacques from any attempts on his life, but he had disappeared without a trace.

"Ms. Schnee, I understand your concern, but these people are far more dangerous, even more than the White Fang, we can't even track them." The heiress huffed in defeat.

"Are you sure we can't do anything General?" The young leader Ruby asked.

"I am afraid-" it happened again. The alarm indicating the women's broadcast. All nine individuals pulled their scrolls out and listened as the woman talked.

"It's an ice night in Minstral hunters." The pun was weak and not even Yang laughed. There was a foreboding feeling about what she was about to say.

"Hold yours close and true,...and hey if you're between stops, Terra knows that mood." Ironwood noted down the name that she called herself.

"Who are you Terra?" He asked. All the students repeated the same. Jeanne recognized the name, but for her to share the same name as her sister in law must be a coincidence.

"But our Wolf, he's not alone tonight." She spoke louder, her voice snapped everyone back to what she was saying.

The tower where Ozpin sat, hands folded as he stared at his scroll. The Wolf was causing him problems and solutions, while he had the four kingdoms in a panic, he was also dealing with the grimm and the White Fang. He was carving a path for himself out and helping people, but terrifying them as his intent was to go after the CEO of the SDC.

"Add this with me, the howler breaks out of Atlas Deep. But get this, the howlin doesn't stop. Someone else gets to singin'...that cruel song." Her voice deepened at what was already known.

Cinder Fall silenced her subordinates as the message played. Her want for this Wolf as his presence on the world itself was enough to drive her insane.

Insane in a way that wasn't negative. While she didn't know what he looked like, but she could imagine him. Imposing, unbreaking, and most of all, lethal. Even though he has put a stopping wrench in the plan and caused a decline in the White Fang's morale, she waved it off as she knew why. He didn't let anything stand in his way. Whether he knew about Salem or not, he unintentionally stopped them.

She wasn't just impressed by him, she was more than just infatuated by him. She really wanted to meet this man, as if she was a fangirl of a handsome celebrity.

The Wolf, such a character to put all the kingdoms in basically lockdown. It was only thanks to her Master that the grimm weren't trying to trample the kingdoms into dust.

And when she was alone in the shower, her fantasies took hold and he was the center of her desire.

She knew he would be worthy to rule beside her.

"The Wolf knows why, and it calls him back to the scene of the crime. Warden Schnee's little side business. Selling unfortunate prisoners'' souls for a quick lien into his pocket." She explained as everything was now known about the Atlas Deep.

Whistle blowers in Atlas released the information, everything about it. From the extreme inhumane treatment of both human and faunas workers, the thrill killing the guards took part in, to the lack of food and medical services provided to the prisoners. Atlas took a deep dive as heavy sanctions were placed on them by the three other Kingdoms. The economy started to take a toll as the only thing that was taken from Atlas was dust. Not by trade but rather by force.

"So freedoms got no hold on the Wolf, does it?"

Salem knew what this Wolf was after.

Revenge.

"No, it's the sisters and the brothers to him from the joint that matter to him...The Pack."

While listening, Ironwood scroll lit up with notifications. Many detailing the same message. Another prisoner was freed, another outpost slaughtered while the Wolf raided weapons and supplies, another bullhead stolen by the Wolf and The Pack.

"We both knows what happens next...When a Wolf finds it's pack…"

Salem glanced down to the bound and gagged Schnee. On his knees, a roughed up suit and disheveled hair, his eyes widened and the orbs shook frantically in his head as his muffled please and cries were ignored by the members in the room.

"They hunt."

A wicked smile overtook Salem's face as she started to laugh.

Jeanne Arc looked at the General.

"Sir, I believe we need to talk." Her voice was weak.


Cinder was to at least say, displeased about the situation. Watts has confirmed that the Wolf had received their little peace offering. After finding an exploit in the encrypted channels that the woman and the Wolf were monitoring, Watts was able to gain The Wolf's attention.

Jacques Schnee was delivered, and he was in the middle of negotiations when their connection cut out. Hazel and Arthur weren't heard from for a while.

Only for the Wolf had taken the Schnee onto his own custody, as he broadcasted the message.

Then only for her followers to return, bloody and bruised.

According to them, The Wolf had taken Jacques, and along with The Pack, proceeded to attack both men in a fit of rage.

Hazel, described him as a towering man and as opposed to the teenager he actually was. He was impenetrable and unmatched in their fight. The grimm that Salem had sent as backup were slaughtered easily by his men and women.

And when Hazel described his howling, he said it drove more fear than Salem ever did into him. As if it was the call of death itself, a reminder of all his sins, the man was shaken. It didn't help that he described the single, furious, deep and frigid blue eye that was shown behind his armor.

The only indication that he was a human.

And for him to say that with a distress face, straight to the Grimm Queen herself. Well that was a feat of its own.

Salem herself was displeased, not only with her subordinates, but with herself.

She was eager to meet the man who had inspired so much fear with his crusade. She didn't stop to think what were his true intentions.

She learned them, and his intentions were never to have someone control him ever again. It was a shame, she lost a pawn, her plans for Ozpin to fall were ruined, and Arthur had taken upon himself to disappear to lead The Wolf away from Salem.

If his connection to her was discovered, Ozpin would surely try to gather him and the Pack into his fold.

The Wolf would join, as a worse case scenario.

While they discussed a new plan, a plan made from scratch, their scrolls went off with that damning alarm.

"The message read, JACQUES IS YOURS," the woman now named Terra said with a laugh. "An anonymous gift, I know what this looks like."

Back in Beacon, a teary eyed heiress, listened closely to the woman. A small hope of her wishes she would have good news about her father. Her friends gathered around a listened on her scroll, the only scroll that was opened, while comforting the girl.

"But the Wolf's too kind for revenge. When someone becomes a Warden, they become a Warden for life." The woman explained the situation Jacques was in.

Ironwood and Ozpin listened while going over the recovered records of Atlas Deep. The records were discovered in Jacques home office behind a bookcase. They were detailing Of everything. Those that were employed, the prisoners themselves and the amount of products that were made every year.

What he was more interested in was the small file of one Jaune Arc, the missing son of the Arc family. While the file was filled with black lines, there was a small journal of Jacques that was discovered as well.

Apparently the young boy, aged ten, tried to rob some dust from one of his warehouses ten years ago, while the CEO of the company was touring. The security managed to capture him, while the boy was being interrogated, the young boy had insulted Jacques by saying he only married into the Schnee's family name.

It was a well known fact that nobody dared to say that to him, and so, furiously, the boy was taken to Atlas Deep and forced to work the mines there.

Unfortunately for the elder Schnee, it was a mistake, as the boy was taken in with open arms and united the entirety of the prison.

"So the Wolf ripped him from his seat and is going to bring him in for his crimes. Not payback, just never again." The woman said slowly, each word hitting home to everyone around the world.

Weiss sighed with a wave of relief. While she may have not condoned the actions her father had done, it was nice to see that he wasn't just killed in cold blood. He was still her father.

Jeanne Arc, still nervously shook, as the General had confirmed her suspicion. The Wolf was indeed her twin brother, but it didn't seem like Jaune was a stable person anymore. Calling her family, she informed them and they said they know how hard it is to move on.

But for Saffron to confirmed that her wife wasn't the Terra on the broadcast was a relief.

She was worried that Jaune had brought them into his Pack.

"But it was too easy. Days like these, an easy meal means you're taking someone's bait." Her voice raised with a bitter tone.

Both Ironwood and Ozpin looked at each other, both hoping they were wrong about where this was going.

A picture was shown on screen, of a dark haired man with gray mixed in, a tan complexion and a moustache on his face.

Ironwood, Ozpin and the majority of Atlas widened their eyes.

"Doctor Arthur Watts, a devil in an Atlas Suit." The women seethed out.

Salem had stopped breathing for a minute. Watts' identity was revealed to the world. As he was presumed dead many years ago after exile form Atlas, with nothing but the clothes on his back.

"He tried to make a deal with the Wolf baby," she laughed for a minute. "He tried to manipulate the Wolf against all you hunters, tried to blackmail him too, claiming he knew the Wolf's own family. Guess we all know someone like that…" she sighed.

The world stopped, Arthur Watts tried to turn the Wolf against them, and instead the Wolf said no?

"The whole Pack though? With some newfound frenzied vigor, juiced up on a brand new strain of rage attacked the bastard."

Ironwood meet Ozpin's eyes as the headmaster of Beacon Academy had a small smirk on his face.

"The whole lot started to attack grimm randomly, and The Wolf? Well there's no nice way to put it, he tried to kill the bad doctor."

Jeanne Arc gasped, her brother was still trying to be the hero he always wanted. Tears of happiness floated slowly down her face as her friends comforted her as well.

"Well hunters, it's safe to say the Wolf and his Pack is on your side." She laughed as the broadcast ended.


Six whole months had passed since the last broadcast. Ozpin's inner circle has worked tirelessly to find Jaune Arc. All around the world, news of The Pack defending villages, attacking grimm, sending aid to outlying communities and even some of them returning home for a short while.

But not even Qrow and his semblance could keep them in one place for long.

Even as ferocious that the Wolf and his Pack had shown from his hidden shadow, White Fang soldiers were being recruited and turning their blade towards the darkness that threatened everybody. Well known fanatics turned a new leaf and were seen alongside The Pack, saving both human and faunus life.

While the White Fang were still present, anytime they thought The Pack was near, they ran. Unfortunately, usually into The Pack itself.

Atlas was in the middle of uncovering hidden rings of corrupt officials, garnering money and silencing citizens that had spoken out against them. Many seats on the Atlas council were open now as the corrupt faced daming charges that imprisoned them for life.

The kingdoms had lifted their lockdowns but installed strict curfews as well. While the Wolf and The Pack hadn't attacked the kingdoms or sponsored any form of terrorism against their citizens. They weren't trusted and treated as a rogue state.

Jacques Schnee was delivered to the city of Argus, although he was bloody and beaten. The poor man shook like a leaf caught in a storm and admitted to every wrong doing he has ever done in his life.

While the return of the CEO of the SDC was welcomed, the other body wasn't as welcomed.

The corpse of Arthur Watts was delivered in a black body bag. Autopsy revealed that blunt force was used on him constantly, every bone was broken, all teeth were either knocked out of his head or cracked, multiple third degree burns were present on his torso while his back was whipped and cut open to show where his spine was snapped in two.

When the world finally knew of Arthur Watts, they knew of his experiments, his corruption and his disregard for life.

Then news broadcasted the message that both men were found in such states, the world cheered. That the dark hearted men either were going to face justice, or had faced justice. Even if it was the wrong way to go about.

But right now the kingdoms had a different threat to face. During the short time that the Wolf and his Pack had appeared, fear had spread.

It took many huntsmen and huntresses to fight off the grimm clawing at the walls. Their frenzied started from the negativity had caused them to be much more aggressive.

When the Wolf and his Pack had turned their attention towards the grimm, they started to fight alongside the hunters, even more ferocious than the grimm themselves.

But the grimm threat still remained.

"And so," Ozpin spoke into the microphone. "Four teams of huntsmen will take each sector in the Forever Fall while the rest remain as reserves. Do not hesitate to call for backup, this has been a long three months for you students, but I know that you will exceed my expectations."

The briefing was limited as they had many like it before. Missions out into the wilderness to cull the grimm.

"The bullheads are waiting-" of course when the mission was about to start, the broadcast let them know that she was still there.

"Passing by that Vacou sand at night, those grains of sand cooling off with the moon. Word in the news, that the devil got his due!" Terra said with joy.

Upon his ship back to Atlas, General Ironwood glanced at the screen as apparently the woman had infiltrated the ship systems this time. A small part of him cheered along with her, while the rest of his crew started to frantically track the signal or attempt to get her out of their systems.

But in the Grimlands, the Queen scowled at her scroll while gripping it to crack the screen.

"He should have known." She huffed at the end.

While Weiss wasn't happy with the brother of Jeanne Arc, but at the same time she couldn't blame him. After throwing him as a young boy into the worst prison imaginable, she was glad he was merciful. He had every right to kill him, every motive would've been justified.

But as Jeanne described her lost brother. He wanted to be a hero, and The Wolf was a hero in a sense.

Cinder hung her head in shame, not one of them could find the Wolf. Not her, not Hazel not even Tyrian. The only glimpses that they received were from her seers, who were abruptly shot after looking at him.

It was a shame that he opposed them and ruined their plans. But it was her master who stopped them from continuing, Salem made sure they knew that.

"We saw the signs didn't we? Sure, the Wolf got tough...tougher. But more than that...the Wolf got smart. Got a pack together and worked the Atlas and the Fang. He's his own man now." Her sultry voice wasn't lost on them.

Jeanne recalled her childhood with Jaune. He wasn't the brightest or the strongest. He would always rush into something without ever thinking. When they played hide and seek, he would tear apart the house looking for his sister. When they played tag, while he chased them he tended to run into things.

But to see him basically see him appear again as the General of his own army, coordinating assaults, and carving his name into history? It was madness, but it still brought a smile to her face.

"But he's been leaving less and less tracks to find. Is he going to stop howlin' soon?"

While the politics hoped, the people didn't. It was lost on them that he had basically terrorized the corrupt officials and the White Fang, he had done good. He had shown the world Atlas' ugly side. He had shown them that just being huntsmen wasn't good enough, so he stepped up and gave the world what they needed.

A wake up call.

"Hunters, I hope not...but if I were you, I'd keep an ear out." Her suggested voice had no complaints or opposition from anyone. A lot of hunter in training were hoping to see the Wolf.

Especially Jeanne Arc herself.

"Cause one of these days, you might be glad to hear that howl behind your back…"

Many students looked confused as to what she meant, but they realized that she meant, the Wolf has their backs.

Ozpin smiled, no matter how much of a pain in the neck he is. The Wolf had given him more time than he needed. Then to say he was still out there, it would be an interesting life for these huntsmen to be. In all his lifetimes, he has never indirectly come across a figure that Jaune Arc is.

"This is Terra, signing off. And hunters...stay deadly." She spoke to them.

Many huntsmen and huntresses around the world repeated the same line.

"Stay deadly." It was a line that would go down in history.


Team JNPR were resting the next week. The Forever Fall forest was a success, all the culling of the dark beasts were back to normal levels. While they sat in their room, exhausted and sore. The sun was beginning to settle down and let the broken moon take its place in the sky.

While preparing themselves for bed, there was a knock at their door.

"I got it!" Nora shouted in her usual ecstatic voice. When the door opened, it revealed team RWBY.

"Hey Jeanne, someone is here for you." Ruby called to her. Jeanne popped her head out from underneath her covers.

"Who is it?" She asked.

"It's us!" A familiar voice called out. Jeanne stood from her bed. In the doorway stood her sister Saffron Arc, her wife Terra Cotta and her niece Adrian.

"Big sis!" She shouted as she ran to hug her older sister.

"Hey ya little squirt!" She hugged her back. Adrian spoke happy baby gibberish at the recognition of his Aunt.

"What are you doing here?" Jeanna asked while the rest of the teens remained silent at the family reunion.

"Well we came to see how you were doing after the whole Big Bad Wolf fiasco. Speaking of which, did you see any sign of him here?" She asked. All the students looked at each other in confusion.

"He's here in Vale?" Ruby asked. Terra was the one to speak up next.

"I believe we all better talk about this behind a closed door." She ushered the four outside of the door inside. When the students took their places on the beds.

"What's going on sis?" Jeane asked. The older woman looked at her sister.

"Well, word is that the Wolf moved out of Atlas and was last spotted heading towards Vale."

"So he could be near Vale right now?" Pyrrha asked.

"Maybe, is it stuffy in here?" She looked to Adrian, the small baby nodded his head in a yes manner.

"You don't mind if we open up a window do you?" Terra asked. The teams nodded their heads.

"I'll get it." Blake said, confused by her sudden change in topic. When finally opening up the windows, something flashed below her. Startling her as she fell back.

"Blake!" Yang shouted for her partner.

A sudden noise from outside, as two armored hands gripped the window ledge and pulled itself in.

Save for two, all widened their eyes as the imposing figure stood. Easily six and a half foot, a bulky frame formed in white armor and gold trimming stood. Small blue lights shone off of him as if it was powered while tubes ran from his back to the mouth portion of his mask. It was scratched, burned and dirtied from obvious signs of battle. A black hammer on his back with one side narrowed to a point, on the underside of the head, a thruster glowed as if it was ready to fire.

They knew who they were looking at, The Wolf.

The head of the figure was encased in a helmet that showed one singular deep blue eye. It was soft as it stared directly at Jeanne Arc.

The students remained breathless as he diverted his attention down to the girl that was still shocked in the floor. An open hand as gently shown to her by the giant as an indication he would help her up.

Gingerly taking the hand, she expected her arm to be ripped out of her socket. But found herself being kindly risen to her feet. When she finally stood, she backed up back to her friends as their mouths were still open.

The figure reached behind his head, multiple audible sounds of hissing was heard as the man undid his helmet and started to come off. A head of wild blonde hair rested in a mess on his head. Subtle facial hair graced his lower half in the same color. His eyes were the same deep blue, but were kind and welcoming.

"Hey sis, long time no see." He spoke directly to Jeanne. His voice was raspy, torn and gentle, there was no lie to him ripping his vocals by the howling that he had done.

"J-Ja-Jaune!" She shouted as tears formed in her eyes. She ran at the giant and tried to tackle him in a hug. Tried being a keyword as it just looked like she flopped herself at the boy who didn't even budge an inch when she threw her whole body weight at him.

"Jaune," she began to sob."It really is you! You are alive!" The boy held her in a tight embrace as Saffron and Terra both smiled at the reunion of the twins.

"Yeah Jeanne, I'm home."


This is a one shot and there is no other connections other than that Jaune is the big bad wolf. Hope you enjoyed this.