For three months, Jaune was constantly in the presence of Summer and her children, the residences of Patch as well as the Arc family. It took a few weeks, but he managed to get a better understanding of how life changed after the war.

The Arc family and Summer had to hold him back from hunting down Faunus racists. After everything that happened, humans were still to damn arrogant to see the Fauna as equals!? This is what was happening in Patch. The rest of Remnant, now that's a different story.

A few travelers who believe that Jaune is a hero went to record the ceremony for the view of the public. Seven different cameras caught Jaune bursting out of the cave, his armor in full view and how Summer, the famous woman who saw history with her own eyes, recognized him. What made the world go into a fuss, was the fact that his armor was full I.S., even though it is a full body suit.

The I.S. suits nowadays are bulkier, bigger and are in pieces. The body is free to movement, no suit covering the upper upper body and head, long arms and legs for the legs and arms, and big wings on the back. Only those five pieces are what makes the I.S. suits. Seeing the suit that was covering the entire body and was slim, not bulky and worked was amazing. The designs and knowledge for those types were long lost. The Council was constantly talking about him, media was on fire with this idea, and the world was a mass of excitement.

Every follower for the Arc family and Jaune as a hero began chanting, meeting up with places and posting videos claiming they were right. And who could go against them? Everyone dissed off Jaune as not being the hero and making the Arc family look weak, and here Jaune is, full armor, in the cave that was supposed to be impossible for re-birth, and living and well.

Video after video came when the seven people at Patch could see Jaune. He was never far from the Arc family or Summer's family.

The Council came to the decision to send representatives to meet Jaune, and try to convince him to meet up at Mistral for a world wide viewing of the Hero of Patch. The problem is that Patch is too pissed with the rest of Remnant and is only allowing the people who believed in Jaune Arc and came to visit his grave and give respect.

Now for the present:


Jaune Arc was fingering several pieces of cloth. Flags. Of his dead allies. After the first day, realization came to him and he went into a deep depression and anxiety that everyone did what they could to help. His allies, family, friends, everyone he ever knew was dead. His only ways of seeing and hearing them is the videos he has of them.

From the teasing and pranks with Jane Xiao Long, to the heists of colorful objects with Riley Valkyrie. These videos were the only way for him to hear their voices and see their faces.

And nothing will stop him from protecting his new family. Even if the entire Arc family now is pretty much his children. Even the Elder members. His flags is every single one he took from his friends as they died on the battlefield on the Mission. He has the schematics for their armor and weapons, pictures and, most importantly, objects to remember them by in his G-space (video game inventory):

Jane Xiao Longs red scarf that she wore constantly, Riley Valkyrie's circlet with her diamond encrusted symbol, Lie Ran's pure emerald knife that was made as a spare, Scarlet Nikos's ornamental necklace, Violet Schnee's recipe for special Dust potions, a scrapbook from Dia Belladonna, a special cookie recipe from Jo Rose (female) and a handmade bracelet from Jamie Scarlatina. They were treasured and he would never forget his friends. Never.

Jaune felt warm tears fall down his face, wetting the cloth flags with Their symbols. He couldn't help it. He made a promise that they would be safe under his supervision. He was their superior goddammit! He PROMISED to make them safe!

And he failed.

He failed horribly.

Summer Rose woke up to muffled sobs coming from her living room. Realizing that Jaune wasn't in bed with her (only way to make sure he was their for her to comfort, she couldn't get his grief and blinded look out of her head), she walked out, seeing the familiar soldier crying. His back going up and down in shaking sobs.

She hurried over and placed his face in her chest, rubbing his head and soothing the grief stricken soldier as best she could. Jaune wrapped his arms around her, his one human and his metal arm hugging her back, him clinging on for dear life. She couldn't take it. Her best friend (and crush) was a wreck. She saw the video from his helmet cam as he saw each of his friends die. Heard his angered cries as he took their flags and ripped his enemies apart.

Literally.

It pained her to see him like this. For as long as she knew him, he would never allow his friends to be hurt, and seeing them die ripped him apart.

She closed her eyes and hugged him, she didn't stop him as he looked up, his teary sky blue eyes looking at her with pain and anguish. She didn't stop him as he leaned his face in close. She didn't stop herself as she did the same.

She didn't stop herself from pressing her lips against his. It took a moment for her to realize what she let happen, and when she did, she blushed hard and felt her mind go blank.

Jaune's brain was the same. He wasn't unused to kissing a girl, oh no, and he wasn't a virgin either. Being in war, people tend to get confused and do things for stress relief or what they feel is right. Sex is one of those things. And he's had his fair share of "moments" with some female soldiers, but with Summer, it felt like his first kiss.

Wonderful, warm, loving, and right. He deepened the kiss, feeling his tears from earlier dry slowly as he snaked his tongue in her mouth. Moaning, Summer leaned into Jaune, wrapping her arms around his neck, jumping slightly as his cold metal arm went under her shirt and rubbed her back. On the outside (and inside) she was in pleasure and happiness, the inside, she was screaming in joy and happiness. Her crush was kissing her! Even better, Jaune wasn't sad!

She hoped.

After a while, they broke off for air, a thin trail of saliva leaving in their wake. While Jaune was slightly red, Summer was several shades of dark red. "Let's get to bed, Summer." Summer nodded and got up, jumping as Jaune grabbed her butt through her shorts.


The next morning, everyone knew something was up. Taiyang, much like Yang, was insistent on the dirty jokes and pestering.

"So~ did you do it?" Thankfully, Ruby was spending the night with some friends. Summer was a deep crimson, Jaune just smirked and tapped Summer's shoulder. Looking over, everyone (Taiyang, Qrow and Yang) gaped as Jaune planted a kiss on her lips, him licking the small traces of jelly from Summer's toast on her lips.

Summer was over heating. Jaune was smirking as the rest gaped like a fish out of water. "That answer your question?" Jaune got up and winked at the three gaping people, the giant of Taiyang stone still.

Qrow decided to busy himself with getting the mail.

Coming back in, he was reading through the mail, stopping suddenly at a well decorated one. "Jaune" Jaune emerged from the kitchen, a piece of toast hanging from his mouth. "...it's from the Council."

That one word snapped everyone to attention, Jaune the most. There was no Council in his time but he knew they were important.

Jaune took the envelope and ripped the top of the ornamental paper off. Jaune read it in his head, but he serious and rim rod stiff. "The Council wishes for me to hold a public meeting with them at Mistral's Arena, public to all to see the 'True Hero of Remnant'. *Sigh* First they believe I'm just a fake, now they think that I'll just join them? Idiots..."

Qrow, the mysterious old bird asked, "Will you go?" Jaune just smiled, "Oh yeah, never had a Council, but I guess I might as well. It's not that big of a deal." Yang just choked on her cereal. Pumpkin Flakes to be exact. "Jaune *cough* Do you know how important the Council is!?" Jaune just shrugged, not at all caring for the leaders.

Smiling, Jaune went into his now personal forge.

Later~

"Arcs! Get your lazy asses in here!" The Arc family entered the big forge, the Elders panting and needing some support from hurrying over. Age can be a real bitch. "As you know" Jaune began to address the group seriously, "I will be attending a meeting for the world to see me. In preparation of this event, I've made some armor for the current heir to the family. Angela, step forward."

A tall girl with long golden hair and mismatched blue and black eyes walked forward, her katana strapped to her back. With a bow, she awaited her instructions. "Ugh, stop bowing. Makes me feel old...er. As I believe, you are worthy of the age old technique of the Arc armor, I've mixed the ancient technique that only I know with some I.S. armor. While not as strong or powerful as mine, it is still quite good."

Walking to a clothed object none noticed, Jaune pulled off the cloth. In front of the surprised Arcs was a full I.S. body suit. Not the separate pieces like modern I.S. suits, but full body armor. Pure gold with white arms, a female suit stood in front of the Arcs, the helmet was triangular (pointing outwards, think of a Halo Rogue helmet) with a sea blue visor, the arms were clawed at the fingers and two blades etched out at the shoulders, the boots were pointed outward, the heel having three spikes sticking out of the back. The white arms had two small barrels on each forearm, symbolizing a weapon.

The body was thin and had separate panels holding onto the latex under armor. It was beautiful and deadly. The wings were on the side of it, hanging by some chains on a lift. They were angel styled, two turbines sticking out of the middle and two barrels for exhaust were at the tip of the end feather panels.

"I trust you with an ancient technique of melding metal, something I thought I would never use again. The way for making a full body suit like this will only stay with me and I've covered the wiring and frames with micro-nanites, only they or me can repair this. If I see that you are trust worthy, more trusty that now, I will show you how to care for repairs. Maybe even show you how to make a full suit."

Jaune flicked a small button on the right arm, and the suit opened up in the back, allowing the user to walk into it. In awe, Angela removed her sword and cautiously walked towards the suit. Jaune groaned.

"You're killing daylight kid. *smacks her ass* Hurry up!" With a yelp from the slap to her rear, she hurried to the suit, stepping in and going stiff as the suit closed on her, whirring and clicking in place.

The visor lighted up and the wings magnetically attached. Each Arc and the now arrived Rose family was gawking. "Oh stop staring, you've seen my armor haven't you." Jaune placed Angela's katana on her back, somehow not getting in the way of the wings.

"Alright, let's go to a Arena. Alons-y!"


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