A/N: Guess who's back, back again? Screw is back, tell a friend.

Here comes my latest work of mediocrity, my own take on the Faunus!Jaune and Angel!Jaune AUs. Enjoy.


In a rather messy apartment building, there laid a single, unmoving figure. Despite being covered by thick blankets, one could easily see the figure's chest rising up and down. A light snoring could be heard as the person slept in blissful peace.

Suddenly, a bright light shone, right in front of the bed. Two figures emerged from it. They took in the state of the room, from the shirts strewn haphazardly to last night's leftover pizza, sitting patiently on the kitchen table. There were controllers still not put back in place, and soda cans littered the ground. This was all in contrast with the regal appearances of the two invaders, along with the sword and shield hanging over the bed.

"Valkenhayn, do wake him up, please." Spoke a girl appearing no more than twelve. She had pale skin, blonde twintails, red eyes, Gothic Lolita clothing, and two bunny ears poking out from her head. In one of her arms, she had a red bat plush-toy. The other held the arm of the man next to her, an elderly gentleman with a long ponytail, a wolf's tail, and an aquamarine suit.

"As milady wishes." Walking closer to the sleeping form, the man elegantly bowed down so that his mouth was close to the occupant's head. "Milord, it is time to wake up." No response. "Sir, you must wake up." A slight stir, accompanied only by the words "Five more minutes". "Sir Jaune, I insist you wake up now." The man in the bed just moved the blanket to cover his head. "It appears to be no use, Madam Rachel."

"Never mind, Valkenhayn. I will wake my older brother." She raised a hand, and an arc of lightning erupted from her fingertips, striking the young man in the tush. An exclamation of pain, followed up by the teen leaping out of bed.

"Yeeowch! What the crap, Rachel?" He was in a blue rabbit onesie, which matched his eyes. His head was a mop of messy, blonde hair, topping a young face belonging to what appeared to be a seventeen year-old male. His body was lean and fit, not too muscular. No, too much muscle would make the large, white wings on his back hard to use.

After he finished rubbing his butt, which was in a shocking amount of pain, a digital alarm clock resting upon a nightstand sprang to life, blaring throughout the room. Jaune slammed his fist down on it, turning off the alarm. He felt fatigue flow throughout his body, leading him to stretch his arms and his wings. His impressive fifteen-foot wingspan accidentally hit a vase, sending it tumbling to the ground.

The wolf butler moved to clean it up. The young man had a different idea. "No, no, Valkenhayn, leave that mess to me. I'll take care of it, along with, uh," he gestured around himself. "The rest."

"As you wish, milord." The girl held her hands to her face as she watched her brother start to clean up.

"Honestly, brother, why must you attend a commoner's academy such as Beacon? Father would be able to hire a much more suitable instructor. And if you simply must attend an academy, why not one in Falconia? They're all much closer to the castle." He stopped throwing away cans, and sighed.

"You know why, Rachel." He started to pick up his shirts, throwing them inside a suitcase. "As the firstborn, and only, son, I'm the one next in line for the throne. Sure, I know how to act when it comes to high-class situations in Falconia, which is completely barren of humans by the way, but I have no idea how to act around the little guys, or non-Faunus. It's best to do this type of diplomatic action for when Dad no longer owns the crown. Besides, you learn more about foreign culture up close and personal. Now if you'll excuse me," He started to remove his onesie. "I need to freshen up."

"I will go and prepare you a meal, milord."

"No, I'll prepare my own quick breakfast." The sounds of someone showering resounded through the home. "It's best for me to understand those of a lesser standing if I blend in. That means having to pull my own load"

"As you wish, sire." The bunny girl felt something vibrating in her pocket. Taking out her scroll, she read a message from her mother.

"Well, as much as I would like to see you off, me and Valkenhayn must get going. My tutor has arrived, and I wish not to be late. Come, Valkenhayn. Fare thee well, brother."
"Yeah, yeah, see ya later sis." With that, both of their bodies glowed a bright white before disappearing from the room. Soon after, the sound of running water ceased, and out stepped one lonely Jaune Arc. As he dried his wings and toweled off his head, he glanced at the clock. It read 7:50 a.m. "Two hours until the Bullhead leaves, huh? Better just have a bowl of Pumpkin Pete's."


Jaune walked down the streets of Vale, lugging his cases behind him. He was dressed in blue jeans, a white hoodie with a blue inside, and a single, metal, chestplate. His wings were expertly folded over his body, making them blend in with his hoodie, while Crocea Mors was strapped to his waist. He was whistling a rather jaunty tune as he made his way over to the airship terminal. Keeping up with the Happy-go-lucky act, Jaune walked up to the lady manning the terminal. As he attempted to speak with the lady, he saw a Bullhead leave. With his enhanced eyesight, he could clearly make out several people his age riding it.

"Hey, miss, is that the ship headed for Beacon?"

"Why, yes." His smile faltered for a second.

"… Crap! Missed it!" Without delay, he unfolded his wings, surprising those there. With a bit of effort, he managed to lift both himself and his luggage into the air. From there, he launched himself after the airship with a comical cry of "WAIT FOR MEEE!"


"I packed these bags a bit too much, I can't catch up to the Bullhead! Well, lucky for me, it's already landed and unloading." As he approached the landing pad, Jaune saw several people walking around, talking to their friends and peers. He could see faculty walking around, guiding students from one place to another. He could even make out a giant crater next to three young ladies… wait what?

"That's definitely odd, and wait, is that…?" Using his Faunus vision, he spied a person with flawlessly pale skin, elegantly combed alabaster hair, and beautiful blue eyes. He could see her graceful and petite figure, and he could see amazing elegance in every way she walked. He thought of one thing at that moment. "The daughter of the bastard. Might as well introduce myself to her."

As he came in for a landing, he could barely make out a voice saying something about the Schnee Corp.'s questionable labor forces. Clearing his voice, he spoke loud enough so that all three could hear him. "Hey, we playing 'Rile up the Schnee?' Let me have a turn!" Swooping down, he dropped off his luggage so that the wheels on the suitcases would touch the ground, propelling them into the ivory teen. Having a laugh at her expense, he allowed himself to slowly float to the ground in front of the trio, one amused, one confused, one indignant, and gave them a gentleman's bow. The first one to react was the person he just bowled over with his luggage.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR YOU FAUNUS RUFFIAN!?" He grinned wider.

"Like I said, I thought we were having a fun game of 'Rile up the Schnee'. Right," He turned to his right to see a girl wearing a red hood. "Red Riding Hood? Right," he turned to his left to see a girl wearing a black bow. His instincts told him that she wasn't human, but a fellow Faunus- he just didn't know what kind. Though, she did kinda look like a cat. "Neko?" Little Red Riding Hood just waved her arms and backed away, as if to say she was innocent. Meanwhile, the cat (?) Faunus gave him an inquisitive, if amused, stare.

"'Rile up the Schnee?' What type of LUDICROUS GAME IS THAT?!"

"One I just made up to poke fun at you and your heritage." He could see her falter for a second there. "But don't worry, whatever that icy prick has done, it's on him alone, not the rest of his family." He smiled at her taken-aback look, as well as the highly interested look he was getting from Neko. He took a glance at Red and saw that she was still highly confused. "So, I'm willing to apologize for hitting you with my heavy-ass luggage and for poking fun at your heritage IF you apologize to…"

He turned around to face the black-and-red duo. "Sorry, birds don't really have the best ears on Remnant. 'Cept owls, but I'm part eagle and I'm also going off track here. Anyways, sure, I could hear the sounds of an argument related to what I assume was that accident over there," He pointed to the massive crater. "But I couldn't really pinpoint who it was you were scolding for said accident, Miss Schnee." Red spoke up for the first time since Jaune entered the fray.

"Erm, h-hi! I'm Ruby! I-I was kinda the one who sneezed and, y'know, set off the explosion. B-but that was because she was waving the vial around and spreading it in the air while I was trying to apologize to her for bumping into her!" The winged teen smiled at this.

"See? She's not really at fault here. Now, we'll both apologize for bumping you, while me and Black-"

"Blake."

"Blake say sorry for subtly insulting your family name. That is, AFTER you say sorry for scolding Little Red. And for doing something that could make an explosion happen. And for subtly insulting the Faunus by calling me a 'Faunus ruffian.' Sooo, what do you say?" She gave him another indignant glare. Eventually, she relented, and crossed her arms over her chest with a huff.

"Fine! Ruby was, it? I, Weiss Schnee, am… sorry for scolding you for bumping into me, and scolding you for the explosion I helped set cause. I also apologize to you…?"

"Jaune Arc. Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, chicks dig it."

"…Right. I also apologize to you, Jaune, for, as you put it, 'subtly insulting your Faunus heritage.'"

"Your cry of sorry is accepted. Now then, Ruby and I are sorry for bumping into you. Right, Red?" The girl with the hood looked much more cheery now.

"Yup!"

"And we're sorry too for insulting the Schnee family and Corporation. Right, Blake?" She simply nodded her head. Weiss turned around, walking toward the massive Academy.

"Apology accepted. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to make my way to the amphitheater." She turned on her heel and walked away.

"'Kay, see ya later!"

"Bye, Snowpea!" At this, Weiss stiffened. Instead of turning around like Jaune thought, she just marched onward. "Well, that was cold." Ruby turned around to thank both him and Blake, but she saw that only the former was still around. "She sneaked off before Snowpea turned on her heel and walked away. Well then, now that we're alone, how about we learn a bit more about each other as we have a nice walk on our way to the amphitheater?"

"Sure, I'd like that." The two started along the trail, following the path Weiss took. "Do you mind if I see the wings on your back?"

"Sure, why not?" He stopped walking for a moment. "Stand back." As Ruby stood away, Jaune unfolded his complete wingspan. Meanwhile, Ruby's eyes were sparkling like gold. Slowly, she crept forward, hands out in front of her. As she got near them, she stopped. Slowly, she turned her head towards the blonde. "Haha, go ahead. Careful, though, I don't wanna lose a few feathers." Nodding her head, she inched closer to his outstretched wing.

She made contact with the wing, and was astounded by the fluffy feel of the feathers. She continued to feel it, from the soft and fluffy feathers to the firm muscles and bone that supported the wing. As she felt it, she started to notice some other things, too, such as the nice smell it was giving off.

"It smells so nice! And it's so fluffy."
"Yeah, I like to care for them. Grooming my wings just feels good to me."

"Y'know, I've never seen, or even heard of Faunus with wings."

"That's expected. Faunus that can fly are a rare breed, just like Crocea Mors." She stopped, and looked at him in confusion.

"Crocea Mors?"

"My sword and shield." Folding his wings in, he took out his weapons. One was a kite shield, polished to a T. The white shield glowed in the light of the sun, the twin crescents shining like gold. The other was a brilliant long sword, with an azure hilt and bronze guard. Ruby stared at them in awe, her reflection clearly visible on the flat of the blade.

"They look so cool! What do they do, what do they do?" Jaune chuckled.

"The shield can become a sheath." Ruby moved her hands in a 'go on' gesture. "That's it, really." She deflated at this. "That, and the fact that it's been in my fmily for two hundred years and hasn't rusted, cracked, broke, or even been scratched. This thing is a trooper!" This made Ruby smile again.

"Okay, that may be cool, but that's nothing compared to my baby, Crescent Rose!" She unfolded her massive red scyther-rifle. They continued their walk, the entire rest of the trip consisting of Ruby gushing over her weapon.


A/N: Well, there it is. Throw all your criticisms at me through the use of a PM or review- I need those to help make the story better.

Now then, adieu!