Summary: Jared Arc, son of Jaune Arc, finds himself in the past. Things are starting to pop up that he clearly didn't recall from history and he must partner up with his young dad to both survive, and protect him from dying. Yet another problem arises for the displaced boy: he has no idea who his mother is! Rather he has more than several memories of different mothers!
Beta Read by Texa52
Breath in.
Breathe out.
Breathe in.
"For it is in passing that we achieve immortality. Through this, we become a paragon of virtue and glory to rise above all. Infinite in distance and unbound by death, I release your soul, and by my shoulder, protect thee."
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The seventeen-year-old blinked and let out a defeated sigh. Once more it seemed that his semblance wouldn't manifest today either.
He looked at the mirror, seeing the boy with disappointed red eyes, messy black hair and currently wearing a white with violet-accented long coat over a violet chest plate with the symbol of a sword in front of an embalmed thunderbolt. And underneath the chest plate was a simple white long sleeve shirt that one could only spot if he wasn't wearing the coat. He wore black combat pants and then slowly put on his socks and special crafted blue shoes that had midsole that was laced with specialized metal, but still could make his feet feel comfortable to run and walk in.
Fighting the daily disappointment that was his own Aura, he placed on his headphones and walked onto the floor right next to the punching bag. He took in the silence before the upbeat music kicked in as he started light exercises on the bag of sand. One-two, he kept his punches in tandem with the music until he closed his eyes and moved in motion with the song.
It was then that the music he was listening to had abruptly come to a stop, making the young boy stop.
The young man opened his eyes. He froze as his mind tried to process how he got from a private training arena to a large, empty auditorium.
"Hmm? Ah! You there!" A loud voice bellowed behind him
The young man looked over to his right to see a plump, well-dressed man with gray hair and a rather bushy mustache jubilantly call him out.
"I see you are rather excited for Beacon initiation, young man, but the introduction isn't until the next three hours! Might I suggest that you familiarize yourself with the school grounds before returning here? It may help in your endeavor to learn more about the school you are intending to live for the next four years!"
The young man tilted his head slightly in confusion. Beacon? Was he in Beacon? But how? Wasn't he at his home? Did some semblance send him here somehow or something?
"Um right." The young man finally responded, deciding to at least be polite first. The person in front of him didn't seem to be the reason why he was here. "Th-Thank you for the suggestion, Professor?"
"Professor Port, your future freshman Grimm Studies professor! I cannot wait to regale you of the great lessons I've planned for you and your fellow classmates!"
The name caught his attention. "Professor Port? What a coincidence, my parents once had a great teacher named Port when they were in Beacon."
Professor Port laughed heartily and came close enough to give a resounding smack to the young boy's back that noticeably attracted his aura to defend him. "My! My! That is such a strange coincidence! I don't seem to recall any other professor named Port before I came to this school in this profession, but none the less! I do hope I can honor that name if your parents both liked that teacher when they came here! Ah! Wait, what is your name young man?"
"It's Jared A—"
The young man was interrupted when Port quickly glanced at his watch. "By Brothers; look at the time! Well, young Jared, it's not like me to interrupt, but I am unfortunately pressed for time meeting with my associate, Bart! Do enjoy your stay!" The man gave a kind wave goodbye before walking away.
Jared blinked in confusion as the man walked away from him. As he tried to get his bearings, he heard his scroll playing an unfamiliar tune.
However, when he fished his pockets, he was surprised to see a much older model of his scroll. The device still kept ringing, but Jared quickly fished his pockets for his real phone.
When he couldn't find it in his immediate person, he slowly answered the black scroll.
"About bloody time you answered, ya baboon yob!" Someone shouted, for some reason though, it sounded like the person was calling in the middle of a fight with some gnarly sounding Grimm.
"Who is this? What did you do with my Scroll!? What is going on here!?" The violet-themed young man yelled as he started making his way out the auditorium while making sure there wasn't anyone nearby to listen to him.
"Did you really ask for the state of your scroll before the situation you are currently in!?" Odd. His voice had some kind of northern accent. "Bollocks, no time! Listen well, Jared Arc! You have activated your semblance and it's a real doozy."
The young boy visibly winced at the mention of his name by a stranger. "H-How did you know my—"
"Focus, Arc! First, check the date of the scroll you are carrying: I assure you it's not absobloodylutely wrong in its date!" Jeeze, what was with this guy?
Jared raised his brow before doing so, his eyes only widened when he saw that the date was thirty years into the past!
"By the sound of your stunned silence, I'm assuming ya glanced at the good old calendar. Ooh, hold on a tic! Whup! Anyway, I assure you, yer phone ain't drunk or some hubbabaloo. You are indeed thirty years into the past because your semblance has finally activated. It's bloody Time Travel."
Time Travel? Thirty Years? Was this man messing with him!?
"I assure you I'm not messing with you. In actuality, your semblance will mess with you—but I digress. Mind the fangs!" It sounded like something big and angry snapped its jaws a second later. But how did he know about his problem with his aura? What if this guy was using a mind reading semblance? "Actually, I do have a mind reading semblance, but I don't usually use it because it's bloody easy to imagine what others are thinking. Second, do you really think a mind reader could pull off what just happened a few seconds ago?! Aww, bloody hell, I was too loud!"
Jared pulled his scroll away when he heard a horrible screeching noise.
When the speaker's voice came back out, it sounded much more panicked than before. "Alright, shut up and listen. You are in the past, laddie, and for the sake of a good chunk of the population, there are a group of people that you must defend and protect. I'm sure you'll figure it out when you meet them. I'll contact you when things get—"
The scroll suddenly cut to all static. Jared was overwhelmed with confusion at what was going on…
Then he stopped and inhaled.
Breathe out.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Jared calmed himself down and tried to assess the situation before him. He was taken from his home and placed in Beacon supposedly thirty years in the past…
Actually, as he was walking around, the place seemed old. He thought that the school was reconstructed after a vicious Grimm attack, but it looked as old as it did in the pictures before its first grand reconstruction. He heard rumors of how the school was nearly destroyed after a Great Grimm attack during the Blind Period, a recent period of time when all four kingdoms were in the dark from a failure in communications until the CCT's were brought back up.
Beacon, as it was thirty years ago, looked more like a grand castle, with countless buildings and rooms that spanned the area. In comparison to the future, he saw Beacon as more or less more focused as a School and a Museum, restoring some places that the public wasn't allowed to go to like the main tower, or their underground bunker. The trees were also far more exotic since the government got a bit out of hand with its restoration and placed some nearly endangered trees around the new agricultural areas.
Seeing it right now, Beacon was rather grand before everyone turned it into a mixing pot of political gain.
Huh, wait. Where's the Ozpin Statue? Whenever he saw Beacon, they always showed off the iconic Hunter Ozpin statue right next to the main one about the hunter and his companions.
Wait. Professor Port. His parents claimed to have him as a teacher, but that Professor Port told him that there was no other Professor Port before him. Unless he missed that person, what if he was telling the truth? His scroll was indeed changed to an older model, but how?
Yet… the most troubling of all… how did the caller know about his semblance problem? Was it really Time Travel? And… what did he mean that his own semblance would mess with him?
There's just no way that he's right.
"Oh hey look! It's Yang!" Yang? As in Yang Xiao long? That was a name that caught his attention as a group of people sped past him and sped away in the distance.
That name he knew that na— "Ow?!" The young boy put a hand on his head as he started to walk in a random direction.
"Ma! Ma! Happy Mother's day!" He placed the present on her lap excitedly.
She put the drink down and smiled towards him. "Aww thanks, ya squirt—Jared?" She stopped as soon as she saw the present.
"Yea?" The child tilted his head too much for a child to tilt.
She pointed towards the textbook about first grade math that was her present. "Why did you give me a math book?"
The small child gave a huge smile that was only magnified by the glint of mischievousness in his eyes. "I wanted to give you a chemistry set, but I was afraid you wouldn't get a reaction!"
For the longest two seconds of her life, she had no idea what to say until the words finally came out. "You are now my favorite child."
Of course, she was joking when she said this. But she had to admit this was the first time someone could pull off making someone happy over a math book for her.
Oh, snap right! Yang was his ma—holy crap wait. Why was she as young as him!?
"Wait, where are you going?! Are we supposed to go to our dorms? Where are our dorms? Do we even have dorms!?" squeaked a tiny voice.
Jared turned to see a red-cloaked girl—ow! There was that pain again!
Despite the pouting and somewhat angry look on her face, the young boy wasn't really afraid. "Jared, stop eating so many cookies! They're bad for your health!"
He swallowed. It was very important to swallow before speaking. "But mommy, you keep eating them!"
For some reason, she looked flustered and seemed like she was the one whose hand was caught in the cookie jar. "I-I can eat all the cookies I want because I'm an adult."
The little one did his best impression of that one guy shouting Objection a lot. His pointing ability would probably have been more dramatic if he wasn't three years old. "Daddy and Auntie says you don't act like one! And you're just saying that so you can have these all for yourself!"
She gasped, half in shock and the other half… wait no it was really all shock. "How dare my own son bisrme—bismirk—bismech? Ah phooey. How dare my son mess with my honor! I challenge you to a cookie eating contest!" Unfortunately, she wasn't doing much to actually prove her son wrong.
The little one grabbed another cookie and pushed it into the air with his hand. "I accept! First, let me finish this batch!"
"Alright—hey!" She realized too little, too late as the young one tried to stuff more cookies into him before she could catch on.
Which of these two would you believe to have Super Speed as a semblance?
The red haired girl was his mommy, Ruby Rose.
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If one could listen very closely, they could hear a mental sound of a disk being scratched to a stop in Jared's vicinity.
Yang was his Ma and Ruby was his Mommy. There was something horribly wrong with this predicament and unfortunately, it was only going to get worse due to Murphy's Law.
The young man braced himself as an explosion distracted his thoughts as he looked back at Ruby who was looking at a girl covered in soot before she shook it off OW DANG IT NOT AGAIN!
The tutor was absent, but she was free to ensure that his education would not stagnate.
"Spell 'Smart'."
"S-M-A-R-T." She saw him list correctly until, "… Q!"
She swore this came from the inferior part of his bloodline. She still loved her spouse but still. "There is no Q!" She slammed on the chalkboard.
She saw him slam on the small table as if to copy her. "There should be a Q in all the letters!" Still, nothing could remove that stupid, but begrudgingly cute smile.
It seemed to be getting worse. "Jared, behave! I will not have a Schnee be anything less than exceptional!"
"I think we can abuse a political loophole to make all letters have the letter Q in them!" The young boy offered out.
"Jared for the last time… wait … there actually might be a loophole like that…" Hmm, maybe she could teach the little one early politics if he thought about using a loophole so early. Perhaps she could change the subject of his teachings for now. "Maybe we can hold spelling off in favor of politics."
Rather than look confused, the young boy raised his arms excitedly. "Whoo! I'm going to learn how to make promises I have no intention of keeping!"
She opened her mouth but found it rather hard to disprove him of that statement.
What. In. The. world. is. HAPPENING!?
Why did Jared just remember his memories with Mother Weiss!? Three!? He has three memories!? And it looked like the two girls were looking to a third girl who was now speaking to a black themed girl oh wait it's back.
Despite it being night, the young one excitedly pushed the book to her. "Mama, read me this story!"
She smiled as she took tonight's epic story. "Alright, alright. Let's see here—I am not reading this book to you." She frowned as she took tonight's story.
The young boy looked like he was just told Santa didn't exist. "What? But it's got ninjas! And Lov—"
"We're reading a different story, Jared!" Why did she still keep this book around!? Oh right, it was because she and her significant other… she better find that other book fast.
Jared's eye was twitching even though his head was aching in pain. There were now four—four memories of four different women that all were his mom!? Who was his real one because all of them feel real to him!? Wait, what if there was even more of them!?
What is happening!?
"Uh hey?"
Jared felt like screaming before he just stared at the newcomer in the scene before him. On the bright side, it wasn't another woman who turned out to be his mother.
No… it was a young man who looked exactly like his father around his age.
Wait. This was his dad; he recognized the few pictures of him in the past he was shown. The same blue eyes and blonde hair that he never inherited for some reason, how could he ever forget those colors?
"Y-Yes?" Jared managed to squeak out before coughing.
The blonde teenager and the redhead looked to each other before back to him.
"You've been standing there rubbing your head. Are you Okay?"
"Were you hurt in the blast?" The silver eyed girl eyed with guilt filling up her voice.
"What? N-No. Just a little disoriented is all—not from you though I swear! I'm fine!" The young purple themed boy tried to explain.
"Oh. Okay." The red themed girl accepted the answer easily. "Oh right. What's your name? I'm Ruby Rose and this guy here is…"
As she motioned to the boy next to her, the young man finished the sentence by motioning to himself. "And I'm Jaune Arc! Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue-ladies love it!"
Oh great, another pain shooting through Jared's mind.
"Dad, I'm not saying that." The five-year-old stated simply.
His father looked almost hurt as soon as those words left. "W-What!? Why!?"
"That sounds so cheesy!" What else was that line but cheesy?
The father looked down to the floor. It seemed very interesting with all its dust that couldn't be weaponized… right? "I-It's not cheesy…"
The small one threw his hands out. "It's so cheesy, that professional cheese men from all of Remnant would give it the award for cheesiest cheese in all of Cheese Kingdom!"
The father just stared at his offspring. "… You're like four years old, how are you already better with words than me?"
Jared managed to fight through that resurfacing memory as Ruby asked if ladies really did love the name.
"They will! Well, I-I hope they will. My mom says that… never mind." Jaune tried his best to defend himself, only to deflate in defeat without even trying.
Ruby giggled, and as Jared looked between the two young versions of his parents, taking in their every detail and comparing their characters with the people who helped raise him he realized only two things.
One: he really was in the past.
Two: he had no clue who his real mom was.
As impossible as it was to accept, Jared Arc had found himself flung 30 years into the past with his dad and (one of his) mom(s). Granted, Semblances always varied in power, but he never expected such a bizarre ability. Not to mention, the idea of time travel had only been explored in television and other media, yet here he was with the actual power dabbling in uncharted territory.
"All I'm saying is that motion sickness is a much more common problem than people let on!"
Aww man, if this was the Back to the Present type of time travel, one false move and he could erase himself from history! But what if it was a Termination styled Time Travel? Technically he still would exist since time couldn't be changed no matter what.
"Look, I'm sorry! Vomit Boy was the first thing that came to mind."
Though maybe he shouldn't be basing real life powers on television? Still, they were the best base to cover.
"Oh yeah? What if I called you Crater Face?"
Dang it! This was getting him nowhere! He would probably have to assess the situation later when things weren't so… bizarre.
"Hey, that explosion was an accident!"
All Jared had to do was just keep calm, and act totally natural.
Jaune laughed before remembering something. "Hey wait, did we ever get your name?"
(Oh crud! Abort! Abort! Flee! I did not plan for this! Quick man, say anything to throw them off!)
"My name is Jared A-Axel. Jared Axel." Jared was rather composed despite his inner mind screaming like a banshee in an echoing valley. Had he really almost blurted his real name!?
"Oh hey! That name sounds similar to Jaune! You kind of look like him too." Ruby pointed out.
(I am going to have the fastest time traveler record of killing himself by doing stupid things. I bet dad wouldn't have done anything this stupid.) Jared inwardly thought to himself as he opened up his mouth. "Maybe I'm one of those rumored doppelgangers? You know the rumor that there are two other people who look exactly like you out in the world? Maybe Jaune here is my doppelganger?"
"What hey! If anyone's the doppelganger, it's you! I mean, you kind of look like an evil version of me anyway."
Jared gave a flat look to his dad before a dark smirk appeared on his face. "If I'm the evil twin, doesn't that mean I'm also the stronger, smarter, and overall cooler one?"
"W-What no! The evil twins aren't cooler!" Jaune valiantly tried to state.
"They kind of are though…" Ruby not so subtly muttered out loud as she thought about it.
"Hey!" Jaune turned to the smaller girl, prompting Jared to laugh. "Oh shut it. You even have an evil smile and laugh down."
"Then as your evil counterpart, I hereby claim that I shall make your life a living hell, Juane Arc! MWAHAHAHA!" (Aww crap, I let their flow carry me away. … Still, how many children have an opportunity to get back petty revenge against their parents? I mean I love them, but there are times where I wished I could slap them in the head.) He also figured that before he could start trying to get a grip of this situation, he might as well enjoy himself.
"Y-You're joking right?" The blonde boy visibly paled.
Jared gave a shrug, "Maybe… maybe not?" Just to mess with him, he gave another dark smirk along with the least subtle wink in the world.
"Uhhhhhggg not even my first hour here and I already have an archnemesis. I'm so doomed." Jaune looked to the sky in defeat, as if accepting the fact the heavens would smite him down very soon.
Ruby couldn't help but laugh even though there was a chance that she, and Jared, didn't detect that Jaune was half serious with that last statement.
However, that seemed to be the end of their little back and forth as a small period of silence came over the three.
The red themed huntress tried to start the conversation again. "Sooo I got this thing." Said thing was a red, giant, metallic weapon that was almost twice her size.
Jaune visibly reacted while Jared became curious at the antique in front of him. (Is that mommy's first version of Crescent Rose?)
"I-Is that a scythe!?"
"It's also a customizable high-impact sniper rifle!" The small girl chirped.
"Wha?" Jared visibly titled his head.
"It's also a gun." Jared and Ruby told Jaune at the same time as she folded it back into her person.
"Man, that is cool!" Jaune admitted excitedly until Ruby asked him a certain question.
"So what've you got?" The blonde boy's face fell as soon as the words hit him.
"Uhhh I've got this sword." It was a simple blade, but it still looked to be good condition. He then explained about the shield/scabbard that went with it and well it was a rather normal weapon.
Jared on the other hand, paid more attention to that sword than he did with Ruby's weapon. He would always see that blade never too far from his dad. It was like half of the image he saw whenever he thought of his dad.
"What about you? What do you have?" Jared blinked when that question was directed towards him.
"Me? Oh. I have…" He took out a rather bulky, hexagon shaped buckle with a fancy crystallized center. "This."
The two looked at the odd device. "What is it?" Jaune asked curiously. Ruby's weapon made sense, but Jared's didn't look like a weapon at all. It looked more like a paper weight.
"Oh, it's," The displaced boy paused for a second as if mentally having a last minute argument in his brain before seemingly coming to a conclusion. "My dad gave it to me. It's pretty advance piece of technology."
Ruby tilted her head. "You didn't really answer the question."
He placed the object back in his inside pockets before shrugging his shoulders. "I want it to be a surprise?" Jared offered before he noticed a nearby clock. "By the way, why are we heading this way?"
"What?" Both Jaune and Ruby spoke at the same time.
"I mean the auditorium was in the opposite direction where we were heading and according to the clock, it's already started the opening ceremony."
"We had to go there!?" Jaune seemed surprised.
Ruby snapped her head towards the blonde boy. "Wait you didn't know? I was following you!"
Jaune returned the same look towards her albeit much more nervously. "I-I was following you?" Then he and the girl quickly looked back to red eyed boy. "Why didn't you say anything until now!?"
"I thought you both were taking in the scenery!"
"Man we can't be late on our first day! Quick, Jared, get us there!" Ruby declared quickly.
Jared fought the urge to roll his eyes. He forgot how dorky his parents could be despite their renowned fame and glory.
"Bastard…"
Jared stopped and quickly spun on his heel.
"Is something wrong, Jared?" His young father asked the other teen.
The black haired boy quickly looked around the area, but didn't see anything out of the ordinary. "D-Did any of you guys hear…?" He then trailed off as he realized he wasn't sure what he heard.
"Hear what?" Ruby asked.
Something in the air had changed, something putting off a malevolent feeling in the air, but then it quickly vanished.
"I guess I was just imagining things," Jared said before turning back to the path. "Anyway, the auditorium is this way."
As the three left, no one noticed a piece of light bending.
"You bastard! How dare you take my place!"
{Author Notes}
And thus ends the first chapter of the old story that includes time traveling. This is a reboot of a story that I ruined a long time ago that I still wished to continue.
Hopefully the story will be a lot cleaner and much less stupid.
Thank you all for reading!