Jaune was asleep one night, tossing and turning in his sleep as he felt the claws of a being wrapping around him. The Entity had found his troubled spirit and honed in on it, seeing a chance to make a deal and gain a new killer. "Jaune Arc, a deep sense of hatred and rage wells deep within you, I can give you the ability to take the revenge against those who torment you that you so very much desire." Jaune looked around before seeing an almost human-like figure standing before him, it had a suit of the darkest black, and a face made of shapeless fog, wrapped around a skull of brambles. "My name is the Entity, and I rule over a realm known as the Fog, and I can give you what you need to defeat Salem, but in exchange you and a friend must wander the Fog for all eternity.

Jaune stood there, feeling as though he could finally get rid of the greatest threat to his world. 'Who would come with me?' He wondered and thought about it, before one person popped into his mind, his best friend, Ruby. He didn't realize just how bad of a choice it would be, and he looked at the Entity, "I accept your deal, and I choose my friend Ruby Rose to join me in the Fog." He said and the Entity snapped it's fingers, and a major rush of power flowed through Jaune. A small flash happened and Crocea Mors appeared in front of him, the blade having gained a wicked edge. The shield grew a few spikes at the edges and the twin arcs became a deep crimson, his armor doubled, now covering his legs and all of his arms. He smiled at the new upgrades and he said, "Thank you." "No, thank you." He said and smiled, before Jaune woke, seeing his armor and Crocea Mors had changed.

His eyes lit up with a hellish light, but he reopened them and they returned to their normal cobalt shade. He smiled and he went into the Courtyard of Haven Academy and he slashed at one of the pillars with the former headmaster's and traitor's head on it, cleaving through the concrete and granite with ease. He smiled and let out his devilish chuckle, his new armor slowing him down a good deal. He looked at Crocea Mo-, no, Mort Cramoisie (Crimson Death).

The blade had become wicked sharp and clean, while the other side had become serrated and sharp. His shield had become larger, and could no longer collapse into a sheathe, but it clipped to his new armor, and his sword did as well. The shield was now given a few sharp edges, but looked as though it was meant for rushing. His armor had received the biggest change however, it had become bulkier and covered more of his body, it was white with runes as black as a Grimm spawning pit, and it gave him tbe appearance of a wicked knight. He smiled and went into the room once again, falling asleep once more, only to be pulled into a boiler room this time.

'La la la lala la la.' Echoedthroughout the boiler roon when a man wearing a fedora, red and green sweater, and a clawed glove appeared in front of him. "Welcome to my portion of the Fog." He said in a deep, raspy voice, "I am the one they call The Nightmare, or as I'm better known as, Freddy Krueger." He extended his hand to Jaune and he shook it, "Hello there Freddy, nice to meet you, I'm Jaune Arc." Freddy paused and he said, "Well, I wasn't expecting such a kind greeting, especially from the newest killer." He muttered the last part under his breath and Jaune didn't hear it, and he instead he looked around. "Don't worry about it, I'm a nice guy, so how'd you end up in the Fog?" Jaune asked and Freddy said, "I was promised power beyond my imagination and an endless bounty. How about you?"

Jaune paused and said, "I am being given the ability to slay who I need to, to end her tyrrany and her quest to eliminate human and faunus kind from Remnant." He said amd looked to Freddy, only to see he was gone, and he saw that the scenery had changed, now becoming an old forest, cold and filled with trees. He looked around before a soft hum filled the air amd he saw a rather large woman in a bunny mask step fron behind the trees. She carried a large axe and her clothes were rather old, but they looked as though they fit her well.