Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY

A/N: So I had gotten bored and decided to write this random story. I didn't really do much editing so you'll have to forgive me for any typos or errors I might have missed. There something else I want to say but that will be at the end of this chapter.

Prologue:

It felt like fire was running through my veins. Every part of me hurt, and I was only vaguely aware that I had fallen off my bed and landed on the floor. The pain was radiating from my heart and was growing worse and worse as more time went by.

Darkness was creeping at the edges of my vision, as I desperately held on and tried to stay awake. My lips move to call out for help, but no sound escaped me. Finally, the pain grew too much, and the darkness filled my vision, but even then the pain didn't subside.

Instead, it felt like it got worse, and then it seemed to be attacking the very centre of my being. It felt like a burning energy was trying to strip every last piece of me away, and destroy me completely. The unbearable pain seemed to go on for eternity until finally it started to fade.

A gentle warmth wrapped around me, and as it reached deep within me and eased the pain, but the damage was done. Even with the new gentle sensation, I could still feel the horrendous wounds that were left on my very being.

Eventually, the gentle warmth retreated, but the full pain did not return. Instead, it was replaced by a dull pain that throbbed throughout my entire being.

"Open your eyes Jaune."

My eyes snapped open at that, but all I could see was darkness. Or at least that what I thought. I could still see my hands perfectly fine but the floor and whatever else may have been around me was completely black.

Also- Wait!

My stomach! My arms! I have holes all over my body!

Agh!

A dull pain radiated from the holes. The weirdest part about the holes was there was no blood or flesh, instead, I could see a gentle white light flowing out from the sides of the holes.

I didn't know what should have worried me more, the pain, the lack of blood, or the fact that the light was leaving my body and slowly disappearing into the darkness.

"Your soul has been damage."

I turned to look around frantically trying to find the source of the voice, but I didn't see anyone. "Who's there?"

"Who I am is irrelevant," The voice said in a calm soothing voice. "What matters is I want to help you."

"How," I asked the voice. Even as I spoke the light leaving my body made me feel weaker and the dull throbbing pain got worse.

"To fix your soul, I must fill the gaps in your soul," The voice said in a solemn voice. Why did it say it like that? If it could just fill in my wounds and fix me what's the problem?

"To do this I need to use another soul to- "

"What?" I interrupted the speaker, "How can you just use someone else's soul! I don't want to be saved like that."

The mere thought of someone else's soul being used to save me horrified me. Would their soul be ripped from their body? What would happen to them if they were used to fix me?

"That is a very noble thought, but this soul has long since lost its body, and is a mere fragment of what it once was."

I thought about it before shaking my head. Even if that was true, couldn't they just be let go and be allowed to move on?

"This soul has sinned far too much to be allowed to move on," The voice said, and I realised the voice was reading my thoughts.

"In his dying breath he asked me to allow him a chance at redemption, so you will be his chance at that if you wish. Otherwise, I will take you away from here and you will move on from the mortal plane."

"What happens to me… and what happens to him if you do this," I asked with trepidation.

"You will become something more than you are now and so will he. You will both exist as one being as if you were never you had always been. You will be him and he will be you."

I stood there in silence as I tried to figure out what to do. If I just died, I would stay myself and I could move on to the afterlife. But that means leaving behind my dad, my mom, my sisters, and my dream. If I am healed, I might not be myself anymore, and I might be leaving my family and my life to a complete stranger.

I didn't know how long I spent thinking, but the voice never prompted me to decide, and allowed me the time I needed. Finally, I made my decision.

"I want to live."

"Then you shall."

I woke up on the floor of my bedroom. Sweet soaked my clothing, and I had a bad case of morning breath. Getting up off the floor, I sluggishly made my way to the bathroom.

After rinsing my mouth, I washed my face and looked into the mirror. My own blue eyes stared back at me, framed by my golden locks, and I felt… fine.

As promised, I didn't feel… off. I just felt normal.

I was Jaune Arc. I still loved my parents, who loved me unconditionally even for all my faults and insecurities. And I still loved my sisters, even when I felt overshadowed by their achievements.

I was also Uchiha Sasuke. I had wanted to bear the weight of the world's hatred myself, and I had been too blind, even with my eyes to see my mistakes. It was sad, that only in the end when I had died had I realised what I had been trying to give up.

Wiping the water off my face, I left the washroom and looked out the window. I must have been out for the whole night since the sun was starting to come up.

I was given a new chance at life, and I was going to make the most of it.

-break-

Well, that was a pretty random story, right? I mean Jaune and Sasuke soul fusion?

Well for some reason this idea popped into my head so I just decided to go with it.

Anyway I just thought I would let anyone who curious as to what will happen in the future know that there will be no Chakra, but Jasuke(no I'm not going to call him that) MIGHT get a dojutsu as a semblance(Since a semblance is a manifestation of one's soul, so Jaune unknown defensive semblance has changed.)

Also I'm going to try my best to have a good fusion of their personalities, so that mean no excessive brooding(but he's not going to be a giant ball of sunshine), but also no being a clumsy dork(He might still have his occasion dorkish moment or else he wouldn't be Jaune).

So that everything I wanted to say. Let me know what you think, and I'm welcome to suggestions. If you don't like this idea, that just don't read this story.