This will have direct ties with Reaping With Sorrow, Professor Arc, Jaunes Grimm hand, Darth Arc and Jaune arc Common Criminal. so if you want to check them out i would recommend it as they are great fanfic so enjoy, review and if you have any ideas please PM me and it might be in the story. And one more thing i don't have a beta reader because i don't trust other authors because if this is bad then they'll hate it because it's insulting and if it's good then they'll hate it cause it might be better than their own work so no beta reader. One more thing i know im terrible but you will be seeing more of my self-insert in this fic.

My name's Jaune Arc and apparently dimensional travel(or more accurately Forced dimensional travel) is a real thing and you may be asking yourself how i know well that's because in staring at five different versions of me and one copy of the other me whos just looking around like a child. Let me start over the vytal festival is almost upon us and like every year students from Haven,Shade, and Atlas schools from other parts of the world have flocked like battle hungry teenage birds to Beacon, my school, where i am currently being forced into a locker "C'mon Jauney-Boy just go in the locker like a good piece of cannon fodder alright."

"Can't you just let me go i'm gonna be late for a fight?" Jaune asked "how about we just let me go and we'll start this again later"

"HEY!"

Jaune just sighed " oh no" he recognized the voice and felt immediate pity for Cardin and the rest of CRDL as they turned to see his friend the red reaper Ruby Rose. "ok i'll give you four a sixty-second head start before I beat you down!" Ruby yelled while she unsheathed her (in her own words "perfect") weapon Crescent Rose, a big, black and red, weed whacker of a scythe. "Cardin we should just leave" Sky one of Cardin's lackeys advised already starting to back up along with Dove and Russell."NO!" Refused Cardin " we can stand and fight, we can beat her with my glorious leadersh-" "times up".

Jaune just sat there on the ground watching as team CRDL was utterly trounced lamenting his weakness "i should have been able to take them, they are the worst team in all of beacon and even then i needed someone two years younger than me to save me-" "GROOAAAN!" Jaunes internal self-deprecating monologue was interrupted by the ball of limbs and flesh that if spread out, he assumed, would be team CRDL. "all done! : )" he turned his head the other way seeing little Ruby dusting off her hands with a huge smile on her face. Jaune just smiled in what he assumed was a warm brotherly manner but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "C'mon Ruby aren't we late for something?" Jaune asked already knowing he was late for his match, a kid with a bad attitude from Shade who seemed pretty confident about his victory. And this is before he found out that Jaune was the worst student in beacon.

"OH yeah! I forgot" Ruby giggled to herself "alright Jaune I'm gonna need you to hold onto my arm RRRREEEEEAAALLLLLYYY tight, understand?" Ruby said with an "oh no" apologetic look on her face. "Do i want to know what you're going to do?" Jaune asked as he held onto Ruby's arm "NOPE" was the only warning he got before seeing nothing but rose petals.

"Oh look my friends, my opponent, my teacher, my classroom, and my lunch" Jaune got up from the ground rushing to the locker rooms. " is he going to be alright?" asked his opponent. " just give him a minute to settle his stomach" Ruby reassured as Jaune finally stood up and drew his family sword Crocea Mors ready for his imminent defeat, even though he had been training with the strongest student in their year he was still dead last and ready for another loss on his record. "Oh are we starting now, ok I'm ready," his opponent said as he straightened up. 'He must have heard of me, he didn't even bring a weapon'

"How does that guy expect to beat Fearless Leader without a weapon?" Nora asked her totally platonic not together-together known each other since they were six best friend Lie Ren and in the process drowning out their teacher Glynda Goodwitch's call of "BEGIN" "maybe he's got a killer semblance" the resident blonde bombshell and older sister to Ruby, Yang offered "either way we get to see a good fight" the girl next to her clad in white just scoffed " like the dunce could give a good fight" the girl, Weiss Schnee said " not that i hate him but he's just not skilled enough to give us fight that would impress anyone" naturally as his best friend Ruby tried to paint him in a better light " stop talking bad about Jaune!" she tried to enforce with her genuinely more cute than a puppy playing with a kitten, pout "how about a bet? Jaune will lose but he will impress us deal?" the rest of team WBY pretended to deliberate. "Alright, we collectively decide to ta-"

BOOOOM

"WHAT THE HELL!?" no one could tell who said it all they could focus on was the 6 individuals now standing facing a now swordless Jaune and all of them were carrying Crocea Mors.

Three Minutes Earlier

"BEGIN" Jaune immediately crouched down covering his body the best he can 'he doesn't have a weapon which means he either has a long-range semblance or is adept in hand to hand' he finished thinking as an aura-coated fist slammed against his shield pushing him back before grabbing Jaunes shield and trying to wrench it away from him pulling Jaune forward off the ground accidentally starting a tug-of-war "Let - go - of - my - shield!" Jaune yelled putting both hands on his shield dropping Crocea Mors and pulling with all his might! Before flying backward from the speed and unbelievable pow-! oh, the other guy just let go. Bending down to grab Crocea Mors as Jaune slowly stood up from his impromptu make-out session with the wall.

And he started giggling like a psychopath as he raised Crocea Mors up "I know I'm not some super villain but i love to monologue when I win, it's a weakness. Now you want to know about my semblance?" Jaune just looked confused as he pictured himself as a bad hero and the other guy as a pretty good superhero "uuhhmm, sure?"well, there is a theory that every decision you have and pick you create an infinite number of parallel universes. Now my semblance is when I hold an item that exists in multiple universes i can summon their owners to mine and send them back as i wish!" as his maniacal laughter started up again Jaune began to understand that several different versions of himself will be rushing at him.

"Hey, I don't think that's a good idea . . . heh, gulp" Jaune tried to convince him not to summon other . . . Jaunes's. " I mean it's not like they'll be strong or useful, I mean I'm the dead last there's no way any other versions of me will be anything other than weak . . . right?" he pretended to look like he was considering that idea a difficult look to pull of to be sure faking to fake faking something that he wasn't going to do, yes very difficult. " hmmm . . . . no!" he yelled as he lifted the blade straight into the air focusing almost all of his aura into Crocea Mors before speaking- chanting more accurately.

"Une convocation d'arcs. Shadowy Reaper, professeur angélique, Grimm Hand, esprit général, Seigneur des Ténèbres Sith et dangereux grand criminel. Assignation croisée"

And true to this prestigious school's namesake a beacon of light shot up into the air before splitting into several different rays of light for a brief few seconds before they shot back into the ground with the force of 100 beringals slamming their fists right into the toes of a mythic titan Grimm. Like a bolt of lightning bred with a tank of crystal meth who was also the grandson of the party god from remnants best kids show of 2018 adventure time. About thirty seconds after just when Jaune thought it was ok to open his eyes 'strange i don't remember closing them' a total resounding

BOOOOM

"WHAT THE HELL!?"

'Can i open my eyes now?' Jaune slowly opened his eyes seeing a man clad in all black robes with a white skull mask, a tall blond man with a green, white, and gold scabbard and robes, someone who looked identical to him except for the red eyes, no sword and ONE ARM, almost touching him was a white-haired, red-eyed version of him, this one might not have looked like him but that was probably because all the heavy giant black armor and cape. Finally the one at the end gold and white color schemed Roman Torchwick.

The white-haired version of him started looking around before saying in the most sincere and genuine voice anybody has ever spoken ever " I don't think we're in Ansel anymore Zone-SMACK-GODDAMMIT ZONE STOP HITTING ME!"

So this is the christening of this new account so constructive criticism welcome, and if you want a nice grip on these characters to check out the fanfictions therefrom and if i get a single review the next chapter will be in two weeks.

"Jaunes Grimm Hand"

"Darth Arc"

"Reaping With Sorrow 1 & 2"

"Jaune Arc Common Criminal"

"Professor Arc (all variations)"