Life Is Better with Blondes

So...let me be honest before the story begins. I will probably be rewriting MTTS at a far later date, probably when I can finally get over the feelings the story gave me. A lot of happy feelings were tied to that story, but a lot of negative emotions were more prevalent. I'll probably do it more in the style I originally envisioned it, but for now, I want to distance myself from it.

I would like – no like is a weak word. I would love to thank all of you for your support, from the warm reviews and the private messages I've gotten over the course of the year. Its really helped me bring myself out of the hole I felt I was in.

I've had this idea for a while, thought this would be one of the few stories that will bring me back. I really hope you enjoy.

Prologue

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The war raged on. The gambit that Cinder Fall enacted had succeeded and four kingdoms fell. Chaos reigned as the White Fang and Grimm alike preyed on the innocent. Only a few pockets of resistance remained, only a few bastions of peace remained as the Huntsmen and Huntresses tried their best to fight off those who would take it. I myself is one of those Huntsmen who do what they can to protect the world. When I was younger, I wanted to be a hero, to be acknowledged, but not like this. Not at the cost of the world.

But I have a plan of my own, a final gambit to enact. A giant fuck you to everything. It won't be long now. The preparations will be soon complete and everything will be undone.

"General?" A soft voice called out to me. I turned to see one of my dearest friends Weiss. The years had not been kind to her. She was still a beauty at the age of fifty, but the loss of her eye and her partner...it did so much to her...as it did to my beloved. We lost a lot of people in this war. A lot of good friends...no family. We lost a lot of family and if this works we can have everything back.

"Weiss, you know you don't have to call me that. We're family." I told her gently.

"I know...but you know...protocol..."

"I've always hated protocol, ever since we lost-"

"Don't say it."

"I know..." We never spoke of our loses, just prayers and promises to avenge them. Their sacrifices will not be in vain.

"The device is ready." She continued without any pause. "And so is the Lieutenant General." She gave me a look. What little life that was in her surviving eye shone with hope. "Will...will it work?"

"We hope so...we need to have faith." Faith. It was his favorite word, and the last words he said to me before passing on the mantle to me.

"Faith..." She whispered before leaving. Hold on Weiss. We'll fix things, I promise. After all, an Arc doesn't go back on his word.

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She was ready. Shes been ready ever since he told her about his discovery. A chance to make things right. Decades ago she failed. She let the one person she swore she'd protect die. It nearly broke her if it weren't for him. She kept on fighting; that's all they could do. There was barely any time to mourn the fallen, especially not her. If it weren't for him, she would have shut down. But she needed to keep fighting, fighting for the family she lost, fighting for the family she had left.

"Oi Blondie. You're brooding again." She turned to the owner of the voice.

"Hei you old coot, you're still kicking after all these years?" Hei Xiong, former owner of a bar in Vale, and probably one of their best assets during the dark times. He tried his hardest to protect the people, to keep the peace, but it was too much. Now at the age of seventy, he was relegated to a wheel chair for his rebellious acts against the enemy.

"It'll take more than that to stop me." Hei said looking up to her. "Look at you...you've regained a bit of the fire I saw so many years ago. You ready to stick it to them?"

"You bet I am." she told him. "What do you plan on doing?"

"I came to say goodbye."

"What?" She looked confused.

"I'm old Blondie." Hei commented with a sigh. "The doc says I don't have much more time, maybe hours at best. So...I came to say goodbye to you all. I'll probably roll myself out to the cliffs and watch the sunrise for the last time."

She couldn't believe how calm he was about dying. "H-Hei..."

"Don't worry your pretty little head. I lived my life the best I could, and if the General's plan work, I don't have to worry about it." He chuckled weakly. "Don't cry over an old man like me, Yang. Just...do me a favor."

"Anything."

"Stop me from making those mistakes. Save me from myself and save my daughters." He of course was talking about the Malachite Twins who died protected him. He tried to make deals with the Neo White Fang, to protect people, but they killed them all, and left Hei in a wheelchair.

"I'll do what I can. You know they never liked me."

Hei smile. "They never got the chance to see you for the person you were...and you wrecked my bar all those years ago." Yang sighed dramatically though there were tears in her eyes. She felt her device vibrate on her hip. It was time. "Got to go?"

"Y-Yeah." Tears fell from her eyes.

"Don't cry. Not when there is work to be done."

"D-don't tell me what to do old man." She retorted though there was a small smile on her face.

Hei chuckled before coughing a bit. "Old is right." Yang smiled at his attempt at a joke before leaning in and placing a kiss on his cheek. "Now what was that for?"

"You got me a drink so many years ago...I owed you that kiss." She told him.

Hei blinked before chuckling. "It took us fifty years to "kiss and make up". What kind of climax of a story is that?"

"It's not the end. Just a beginning. Good bye...Hei Xiong."

"Good bye Yang Xiao Long. Let's hope you and the General get things just right."

"Now wouldn't that be a fairy tale ending?"

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Jaune Arc, General of the Rebellion Army, stood outside of the room as Yang approached. He looked over to his lover, his partner, his friend with a small smile. "Got some last minute tears out?" he teased.

She punched him lightly in the shoulder. "Yeah...did you know about-"

"Hei? Yeah...he came to me before he rolled off to see you." Jaune sighed. "We're losing another great man, but at least it was on his terms and not in battle. He's living the dream, you know? Even back then, back at Beacon, a lot of the guys knew that they would die on a mission. Dying of old age is a blessing."

"Gee, way to be morbid Vomit-boy." Yang commented with a grin.

"After all these years, you still call me that. That and lady killer. You know I was never good with the ladies." Jaune shook his head. "Are you ready?"

Yang was silent at first. "I was skeptical about all of this working, but..."

"If it gives us a chance?" Jaune added.

"Yeah." Silence fell between the two as they reflected on all their loses. They tried everything to bring back the peace everyone fought and died for and for all of their efforts, there had been no headway made. "Jaune...if this doesn't work, and it just kills us all...I...I just want to say-" Jaune silenced her with a kiss. It lasted a while before he broke it and held her close.

"I know Yang. But...we just gotta try." Yang fell silent as she held him back.

"I should've known you two would be here lazing about." A voice cut in.

"Can't a guy comfort his wife, Weiss?" Jaune questioned amused.

Weiss scowled. "You two will have all the time in the world to cuddle. Just get in there and save the world!"

"Alright you don't have to shout...Ice Queen." Jaune and Yang snickered as they sauntered into the chamber.

"Why you- Out of all the- UGH! YANG XIAO LONG-ARC WHY CAN'T YOU GROW UP!" Weiss shouted after the two, huffing a bit before a small smile graced her face. Tears dropped silently as she walked away. "Thank you Yang, Jaune..."

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Yang looked at the device in the center of the room as they approached. It was simply a glass orb, sitting on a stone pedestal. It would've looked more mythical if it weren't for all the of the tech attached to it to make it work. "So what's the plan?" She asked.

"The device is set to send us back a day before we get on the airship to Beacon. That'll give us enough time to meet up and figure out the next course of action."

"What?" She stared at him. "You don't have a plan?"

"Other than kill the people who killed our loved ones, stop the White Fang from growing in power, bring world peace or something close to it, and finally figure out what Ren put in his Pancakes, nope."

Yang sighed in frustration. "Jaune, we need a short term goals. You know, baby steps."

"Since when have you been a baby steps kind of lady?" Jaune questioned confused.

"...good point. I still think we need to plan things through."

"Well...if you get some sort of plan or idea, let me know." Jaune replied as he got into position near the Orb, Yang just opposite of him. "I for one will embrace flying by the seat of my pants for once, because we know no plan survives the first encounter with the enemy."

"Right." Yang grimaced, remembering several times where that came true.

Jaune placed his hands on the device, Yang doing the same. The Orb lit up as a bright light emitted from it. Suddenly they felt at peace at the world. Looking down, they saw their bodies turning into dust. But there was no panic as something told them it was working. "See you later Yang.

"See you soon...Vomit-Boy."

"I swear I'll never live that down."

The light covered everything and soon darkness.

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When Yang opened her eyes, she let out a small gasp. She was at home. She was at home, in her bed. She could see her old posters, her clothes that was strewn across the floor. She could smell the old scents she used to wear. She climbed out of bed and went over to the mirror that was attached to the door. She was Seventeen again. She let out a choked laughter. It worked. That goof ball's plan worked! She was going to kiss him to death when she saw him.

"Yang!" She froze. She was young again, that meant...

Her door opened and in sped in Ruby tackling her. "Gah! Ruby!"

"What did you do?!" Ruby asked with tears in her eyes.

Yang froze. "What?"

"What did you and Jaune do?! The last thing I remember was-" Yang covered her mouth.

"Not here Ruby." She whispered. This was an unexpected turn of events.

"What's this about a boy named Jaune?" Both girls froze at the voice of their father from down the stairs.

"Oh, Nothing dad! One of my friends helped me pull a small prank on Ruby is all!" Yang lied through her teeth.

"Yang!"

"Oh relax, it was just to congratulate her for getting into Beacon early! We'll be heading out, girls day out."

"Say no more." Both Yang and Ruby let out a sigh of relief as their father walked away.

"Get dressed." Yang told Ruby. Ruby nodded. Something was up, and she could only wonder how Jaune was fairing.

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Jaune wasn't as he was staring down a rather angry Pyrrha Nikos. "Well?" Apparently she remembered everything and immediately sought him out.

"I-I have conjectures, but I won't know for sure until we see Yang..." He replied nervously. Was his calculations wrong? If Pyrrha remembered, then who else did?

End of Prologue