Author's Note: I can't get it out of my head, no matter how hard I try it won't go away. So like my other work's, I'll write it down. This is my Undertale/RWBY crossover fic, "Stronger than you".
If you guys want to know who is gonna be who well… just wait and see.
DISCLAIMER: The following content is a fan-based prompt written by me. RWBY and Undertale are the property of Rooster Teeth Productions and Toby Fox. Please enjoy the following content.
Warning: May contain intense language and…(groan) puns.
Chapter 1: The Comedian Part 1
(Jaune's POV)
My transcripts were not the only lie I told to my friends. No, it was something bigger, a WHOLE lot bigger than my team perceived it to be. I first found out at the time when I was 7… I meant him, the Comedian.
Flashback
Jaune could look in awe to what he is seeing. Standing in front of him is a skeleton wearing a blue jacket with a fur outlined hood, a pair of black shorts and some slipper's.
"Hey there kiddo, if you keep staying at me like that then you're going to end up burning a hole in my skull." The skeleton said with a surprisingly deep tone. The skeleton seemed to have this strange aura around him. Jaune could sense a whole lot of emotion.
Joy
Anger
…
Sadness…
…
…
..Loneliness
And even full-fledged hatred
"What's your name, mister?" I asked with an innocent tone.
"My name? Oh right, I guess I should probably tell then huh?
My name is…"
End Flashback
His name was Sans, Sans the Skeleton. Kind of cheesy, right. Well he actually thought that once.
At that day he told me everything, and I mean everything.
Mount Ebbot
The timelines…
People dying…
…
…
Papyrus
Everything that he experienced during his time alive told to me, a 7 year-old boy who was probably in over his head. That wasn't the big one. The big one was when he told what I really am…
…
I'm a Sans.
I'm another version of a skeleton with magical powers. I know, kind of crazy right.
Well it turn's out that Remnant's timeline cannot not be tampered with by the use of RESET and that the RESET is considered taboo. If someone were to gain the power of RESET and try to use, then they would be sucked into some place called the "Void". It was thanks to this rule that a certain someone didn't try to RESET. How this rule was made well... no one really knows. He, could have a role in that.
But unlike the other Sans' around the multiverse, I am the most powerful of them. That… I didn't really know how to respond to that. Me, a scrawny little kid was the most powerful being in the multiverse.
I did say that, but that was before I started to test my supposed abilities out.
Telekinesis
The ability to summon swords at will
Teleportation
The ability to fire streams of concentrated blue energy beams by summoning some… dragon head thing.
All of that power… all of this strength, and I couldn't stop the damn apocalypse from happening.
And the award of Worst Leader of the Fucking Year goes to…Jaune Arc, the world's biggest screw-up.
…
…
…
…
Fine.
Then I'll stop playing around.
You know Cinder. You wanted to control the world like it is some sort of pet. That you could just press a few button's, summon a bunch of angsty Faunas, trash a couple of robots, and then the world would just kneel to you… sorry love, that ain't happening. I had watched tear the people I care for to pieces and you expect me to just sit back and relax…
…
…
Well, you couldn't be more wrong
(Third Person POV)
Crowd control.
While it's something that Glynda is used to back in Beacon, clearing out an abandoned city full of Grimm and rogue Atlasian Knight's roaming around. This was made worse with Qrow, Ironwood, and herself are low on Aura and time.
"This doesn't look good, at this rate we will be overrun in a matter of minutes. Not only that, more of my Knights are coming this way." General Ironwood said with a dreadful tone.
"Sheesh, way to lighten up the mood there Jimmy. *huff* *puff* Maybe…*huff* if ya shut up and think, we might get out of this mess." Qrow Branwen say's tiredly. While he too was exhausted, Qrow couldn't let the negativity get to his head. That would only bring more Grimm… and give Qrow more of a reason to strangle Ironwood where he stands. That man was the prime reason why most of this crap is happening.
"... I hate to admit it, but I believe James is right Qrow. This may be our last stand, as some would say." Glynda says with a solemn tone.
"Glynda… you can't be serious? If we die here, who's gonna look after the students? Ozpin said- "OZPIN IS GONE AND YOU KNOW THAT!" Glynda exclaimed, interrupting Qrow's statement.
It takes a whole lot to push Glynda to this conclusion. This is the same women who dealt with adrenaline induced teenagers with no sense of reason on a day by day basis. And now, she's about to throw in the towel.
"Look Out!" Ironwood exclaims as a Griffon set's its sight on Glynda. Before she could react, the Griffon was then suddenly taken down by what appears to be a bone-like blade. The blade is reminiscent to the tibia.
"So, you can say that the situation is looking… pretty Grimm, eh?" A male voice said in the distance.
Glynda looked to see one of her students, Jaune Arc, walk towards them. But something seemed a little…off. Jaune no longer wore his black hoodie with armor on his arms and shoulders, instead sported a blue long-sleeved jacket with a furry outline on the rim of the hood. He also wore a short sleeved black turtle-neck under his jacket. Some of his hair covered the right side of his face, shielding his right-eye from sight.
What stood out most was the look on his face. Instead of a look of shock due the current dilemma, he instead had a small grin on his face. And his left eye…
…
His left eye glowed a very bright shade of blue.
"Mr. Arc, what in the world do you think you're doin-"Saving you guy's, apparently. Sorry, but seeing my teacher ready to throw in the towel and get ready to be Grimm chow ain't my style. And besides, I wouldn't want you getting gobbled up by a Beowolf, now would I?" Jaune interjected with his grin slowly growing.
A roar was then heard from the distance, only to be originating from a pack of hungry Alpha Beowolf's running towards the group. While the Huntsman prepare themselves, Jaune stepped forward to face the enraged beasts.
"Yo kid, I really think you should back-off. This isn't a game you know. Let the professionals handle this." Qrow said, seemingly catching his second wind.
"Qrow is right, Mr. Arc. Please step away, we can handle this." Ironwood adds as he loads some of his ammunition.
Jaune then turns to face the two Huntsman, but instead of a grin he had a stern frown on his face. "First off, Professor Branwen is in no shape to continue fighting. Second, General Ironwood? Last time I check, it was your bullshit attempt to "secure the people" that put us in this raging shit storm in the first place. So how about you do me a favor? Fuck off and try not use your sold called "army" to compensate… something else. Okay? Okay." Jaune then turns back around to face the oncoming enemy.
The professors are currently in shock. Glynda is surprised that JAUNE ARC of all people mouthed off to a higher authority, Qrow is currently hold back a laugh over the insult that Jaune threw at the Atlasian General. And Ironwood…well… his face is a combination of pissed off like hell and wtf just happened all at once.
…
Yeah
"So relax, I'll handle this" And with that, Jaune's right hand starts to glow blue.
"Mr. Arc, what do you plan to do?" Glynda asks in concern. She wanted to make sure that her student didn't go mad over the chaos.
(Insert OST: YOU KNOW WHAT THE F*BARK*K TO PLAY! MEGALOVANIAAAAAAAAAA)
As Jaune stands in front of the feral beasts. He remarks;
"Now tell me…
…
You wanna have a bad time?"
END
To be continued
Author's Note: I know! I know! I'm the world's worst troll. My reason was that now it was 12:46 am and I have been working on this all day yesterday with limited rest time and while listen to Megalovania over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and-you get the point now, right?
Don't worry, I'm going to update this story very soon so don't lose your cool.
Until next time!
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