17 years later

'Hold it together, Jaune. Almost there, just look at the corners and don't throw up.' Jaune thought.

He'd grown into quite the man. He had bright blond hair and was tall for his age, standing at an imposing 6'1. Over the years of traveling and training he had gained a impressive build of lean and toned muscles and had tangled skin.

He wore white cloak over a heavy white and gold breastplate and a black armour covered his right shoulder and arm but left his left exposed due to that being his shield arm. He wore black boots with jeans tucked into them. On his hip was Crocea Mors MK 3.

It was the family blade but with some modifications. The sword had been modified and coated in gravity dust, making it lighter without reducing its durability. The shield now had 4 forms; Sheath, Shield, Cannon (because why not), and, of course, a gun. He came up with the idea when he was hanging out with a few friends he made in mistral. But that was a story for another time. His father gave it the Arc seal of approval,

Along with that, he carried three knives. One on his left hip, one in his left boot, and one hidden up his left sleeve. His long time favorite way to kill grimm however were dust grenades or as he called them when he first made them, Fun bombs. And man did he love them. Nothing says badass like shoving a grenade down an Ursa's throat and watching it pop in an icy explosion.

That brought a smile to the young demigod's face remembering that glorious test run. Man he missed his friends but he understood why they had to leave. If they stayed around him they would constantly be in danger by distancing himself from them he was protecting them. He wondered what they were doing right now? No doubt they were causing chaos somewhere. Well more of the latter trying to reign in the chaotic one.

It was enough to distract him from his motion sickness and bring a smile to his face, he sat up straight, sighing. He looked around the bullhead at his fellow initiates. Many of whom were crowding around the windows enjoying the view. A view he couldn't enjoy, because if he looked out the window there was no way he would hold in his breakfast.

It took a few minutes but once the bullhead landed he felt much better. He sighed and grabbed his travel bag slinging it over his shoulder. This was it Beacon Academy. The most prestigious huntsmen academy in Vale, and arguably all of Remnant. Here he would be able to become a huntsmen and make his family proud.

'It's also a safe place.'

The thought crossed the back of his mind and he sighed. He'd spent the entirety of his life running with his family traveling all over Remnant. Running from just about everything. Grimm, the Atlas government, assassins, a cult that thinks he's some kind of messiah, and bandits. All of them after one thing.

Him.

And he still had no idea why. His parents said they'd tell him once he became a Huntsmen. And to not worry once he was at Beacon. But it frustrated Jaune to always be in danger but not knowing why. But now he was old enough to protect himself he didn't need to hide behind his family anymore.

*Boom*.

Jaune blinked and looked towards the explosion. He checked to make sure he had all his grenades. Yup wasn't him This Time All His Grenades Were Fastened Tightly To His chest.

Curiously he walked towards the explosion to see a girl wearing a red Hood laying on the floor.

Jaune was tempted to walk away, years of hiding in the crowd dictating he didn't draw attention to himself. But the way she just laid there played with his moral compass until he finally decided to help her.

Besides how much trouble could he possible get it by helping a girl?

Jaune walked up to her and leaned down offering his hand.

"Rough first day huh?" he said with what he hoed was a inviting smile.

Meanwhile

"For the last time James, I won't condone any action you take in Capturing Jaune Arc." Ozpin said, irritated as he was locked in another argument with his dear and long time friend, General James Ironwood.

"Oz, the boy has record breaking aura levels! Not even a seasoned huntsmen can even come close to reaching the aura levels that Jaune Arc has! We need to acquire him and figure out how his aura levels are so high!" James said and Ozpin shook his head.

"He's only a boy, James, leave him be. Gods know you've only made his life harder." Glynda shouted, "the constant spies and abduction attempts are enough to incite a damn war!"

"He's too much of an unknown! Can you image the damage that could be done if he fell into 'Her' hands!"

"Enough, James!" Ozpin shouted slamming his mug on his table. "You will not commit anymore abduction attempts! He is a boy and if we try to force him onto our paths he may very well flock to Her."

The room fell quiet and Ozpin looked down, noting the shattered coffee mug and the coffee spilled across his table.

"I just want to make sure Remnant is safe. Transfer him to Atlas were I ca-"

"No. Mister Arc chose Beacon, and no matter what you believe is for the best interest of Remnant. It is ultimately the boy's choice. If you press any harder, General, you will regret it." Ozpin words cut through the silence.

This was the first time any in the room had heard Ozpin threatened someone within the inner circle. He always tried to compromise or negotiate. But this blatant and open handed threat was enough to stop the generals demands.

Ozpin stood up straight and grabbed his cane.

"Now, if you'll excuse us, we need to go welcome our first years. Good night, James. Do not test me." Ozpin ended the call and rubbed his temples. He was not going to be giving any inspirational speeches anytime soon.

Back to Jaune.

"-and finally the shield can turn into a cannon." Jaune said and Ruby practically drooled all over his weapons.

"Oh so cool! How did you coat the blade in gravity dust?" she asked " is your shield also coated in it? Because if it isn't it's probably really heavy."

Jaune nodded.

"Yeah the shield is, but not as much as my sword." Jaune said walking into the auditorium.

"Oh there's my sister! Come on, I'll introduce you!" she said, grabbing his arm and dragging him through the crowd.

"Hey sis who's thi-" Yang eyes went wide and she pointed an accusing finger at Jaune.

Jaune pointed backed his other hand already on his sword.

"You again!?" the blondes shouted at each other.

Ruby raised an eyebrow.

"You two know each other?"

"She tried to punch me in the dick!"

"You would have been fine."

"You had shotgun Gauntlets on!"

"You kept toying with me and wouldn't give me a straight answer!"

"I was drunk, you can't ever listen to drunk Jaune." Jaune deadpan.

"...Can someone explain this to me please?" asked Ruby.

Jaune sighed.

"It all started when I went out to get drinks with my dad-"

*Flashback.*

Jaune was out having some drinks with his dad to celebrate his acceptance into Beacon Academy. His dad was already red faced drunk and he had bought the entire club three rounds of drinks. Which is a lot of money for normal people but they had a bit of lien saved from their travels. And his dad was drunk so no one could stop him. He was going to regret that come the next morning, as both the hangover and his mother rained high hell on Alexander.

Jaune looked around the club and noticed a really attractive blond walking in like she owned the place. She ordered a strawberry sunrise and asked for Junior, the club owner. Jaune simply returned to his drink ,a green apple ale, and joked with his dad when he saw the girl make a move that made him wince. She had gripped Junior by his nuts and, judging by the strained look on his face, she was not gentle.

"But you can call me Sir!" the attractive blond pulled out her scroll and showed Junior a picture of a woman with black hair.

Jaune's eyes widened, recognizing the black haired women as the same one he's seen over the years.

"I know that lady! "Jaune slurred a bit tipsy and the attractive blond head snapped to him.

"You know this woman?" she asked/demanded, walking up to his booth with of Junior's balls still in her vice-like grip.

"Uh, I wouldn't say I know her, per se." Jaune gulped, trying to back away and looking to his dad for help, only to see him rushing for the bathroom.

Jaune glared. There was no way his dad was that drunk. The man had a iron stomach. He left Jaune to deal with the scary blond lady.

'traitor!'

"What do you know!" she demanded, eyes turning red. Jaune only took a long sip of his drink. And stood up.

"Not much to be honest." he said about to take a step to leave only to dodge out of the way as pair of attractive twins landed on the table.

"...this is going to be one of those days isn't it?" he groaned, grabbed his drink, and downed it. He placed the cup upside down on a table and sighed.

The blond let go of Junior's little junior and got into a boxing stance, her bracelet turning into shotgun gauntlets. Jaune only sighed, reaching for the knife he always carried on his hip and drew it, holding it in a reverse grip.

"Oh yeah, definitely going to be one of those days." he whined once more and ducked to the left of a bladed kick and spun around the blond girl, punching one of Junior's goons in the face sending him crumpling to the floor.

Now under normal circumstances the somewhat sober and tipsy club goers would simply run. Or get out of the club. But since his dad basically gave everyone free drinks, more than a few were drunk and hammered. So when the first goon hit the floor, it was like someone set off a powder keg. Goons and club goers quickly erupted into an all out brawl. The DJ, oddly enough, was busy trying to keep the music going and fight off a bunch of drunk guys from changing the song.

The twins he saw land on the table were fighting some guys, Junior was throwing club goers out of his way as he made a dash for the bar.

Jaune himself was doing pretty well despite being drunk.

He had one guy in a headlock and was parrying cheap swords and clubs with his knife. Jaune roared and tossed the goon in his arms at one of the club goers turned brawler. He grabbed the side of one of the goons and slammed his head into the table and roundhouse kicked a brave club goer, intent to fight.

Jaune noted the fact that many of Junior's goons were already taken out by him and the blond girl. Jaune groaned, seeing his dad stumble out of the bathroom only to receive a flying idiot to the chest and get knocked back into the men's room.

"Truly, dad, you are the greatest of huntsmen. Of all time." Jaune said dryly, before he parried a sword swipe and elbowed the assailant in the throat.

Jaune jumped onto the dance floor where the blond was. He was going to keep calling her that until he got her name. The twins jumped onto the dance floor as well. Jaune looked over at the glowing blond next to him and made a motion with his hand.

"After you." he said with a little bow.

The blonde Brawler rolled her eyes and charged forward. Jaune filled up behind her and rolled around her back after the first punch she threw. The white twin staggered back he roundhouse kick the red twin as she tried to go on the offensive, the blonde brawler jumped over him and delivered an ace kick to the white clad twin. Jaune rushed forward kicking the Red clad twin back separating them.

"To be fair, I'm not with her." he said and began to parry against the rapid attacks coming from the Red twin.

Jaune stepped forward and tilted to the side, letting her weapon scrape against his shirt before he headbutted her in the face, caching her off guard. He stepped back and brought both of his fist and the handle of the knife against both her temples. He saw a kick coming and blocked it with his elbow and stepped on her heeled foot and delivered two strong punches to her abdomen before he spun to the left grabbed her left arm spun jumped roundhouse to the face and finally tossed her across the dance floor into a booth.

Jaune sheathed his knife and looked around. Most of the guys were either knocked out or so drunk they were trying to sing the alphabet in numbers.

He saw the blonde walking towards him, hair glowing gold. Jaune held up his hand and stumbled.

"Before you start you must know….I am Catbug" the Blond Beauty paused and stared at him before she growled.

"...Are you drunk, or fucking with me?!"

"Yes." he answered and with that the blonde charged at him.

He remembered trying to roundhouse kick her, only for a fist to go straight for his crotch. He shot both arms down and crossed them over his crotch, blocking the shotgun enhanced punch. And then everything just became a big blur until the lights went out. He heard some shouts the strobe lights turned on and then things started to explode. He thinks he remembers seeing a fire God somewhere through it.

He remembered getting hit in the head by something a few times and then he woke up the next day in the bathtub of his hotel room with a serious hangover and a belt of mini shotgun rounds.

*Flashback over*

"Yeah I can't really remember much after the lights went out." he said, rubbing his head.

"We kinda trashed the club and then you and your dad bolted." Yang added.

"Ah I see….well I'm Jaune, Jaune Arc" Jaune held his hand out for her to shake.

"Yang Xiao-long."

Their attention was brought to the headmaster as he addressed the potential students. The entire speech seemed… off. And for some reason, it was like he was staring straight at Jaune. Jaune shrugged it off as just him staring at the crowd in general.

"So what took you so long, sis?"

"I exploded."

"No, seriously"

"No, seriously, I blew up."

"there was an explosion of burn dust."Jaune added as they waited to find out where they were going.

"There was this crabby girl and she was really mean and she started shaking dust at me then I sneezed blew up the courtyard and then she started yelling and I just really wanted her to stop." Ruby explained, not noticing Weiss walking up behind her.

"YOU!"

"Oh god, it's happening again!"

"You're lucky we weren't blown of the side of the cliff!"

"Oh my god you really exploded." Yang said dryly.

and scene.

I had fun writing this and yes shocker you all though I was going to write another journey to beacon story didn't you!

Nope he is here and everything will be filled in as we go along.

Now as always I hope you enjoyed and leave a review to tell me your thoughts.

Any suggestions and comments are appreciated.

Well until next time.

~ later days

-Wiseotaku