Chapter 2: Is This Really Home?

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Ruby couldn't believer her luck. She was ecstatic that she, Ruby Rose, was attending the prestigious Beacon Academy! These next few years would be freakin' awesome!

"Oh, I can't believe my baby sister is going to Beacon with me! This is the best day ever!"

That is if she could survive death by sufffocation from Yang's bone-crushing hug and... her very dangerous assets that could kill anyone if used right.

Ruby - starting to gasp for air - begged her sister weakly for release, "Please stop." Yang finally decided to let go of Ruby, "But I'm so proud of you!"

Ruby blushed a deep shade of crimson due to her sister's praise. "Really Sis, it was nothing." Ruby exclaimed, but Yang was having absolutely none of it. "What do you mean? It was incredible! Everyone at Beacon is going to think you're the bee's knees."

Ruby pouted as she misunderstood her sister's words. "I don't want to be the 'bee's knees', okay? I don't want to be any kind of knees! I just want to be a normal girl with normal knees." Yang was a bit surprised at Ruby's remark and decided to question her, "What's with you? Aren't you excited?"

"Of course I'm excited... I just..." Ruby was searching for the right words, but instead promptly sighed. "Got moved ahead two years. I don't want people to think I'm special or anything."

Yang - being the caring big sister that she was - went over and gave her sister a one-armed hug. "But you are special" Yang insisted. She would have said more - an inspirational speech, complete with musical accompaniment and a background of Vale's insignia - when both of the girls' attention were drawn to the 2-D animated newscast on Vale News Network playing nearby, talking about the robbery and showcasing Roman's mug shot.

The newscaster then drags on about how Roman Torchwick stole something, was stopped (*cough* byRubyRose *cough*), and how the police force still can't get a read on his location. Then it changes to the latest activities of the militant group known as 'The White Fang' and Faunus Civil rights.

Then the news feed is cut off by a hologram of Glynda.

"Hello, and welcome to Beacon!"

"Who's that?" Yang asks no one in particular.

"My name is Glynda Goodwitch."

"Oh."

"You are among a privileged few who have received the honor of being selected to attend this prestigious academy! Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace, and as future Huntsmen and Huntresses, it is your duty to uphold it. You have demonstrated the courage needed for such a task, and now it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and the training to protect our world."

Ruby cries out in surprise. "Oh, wow! Look, you can see Signal from up here!", she says; pointing down at the city below, "I guess home isn't too far after all!" Hearing this, Yang gives a knowing smile. "Beacon's our home, now."

"Nice to see someone else shares the same idea."

The two sisters turn to the newcomer and were very surprised by what they saw.

A blonde boy around their age stood in front of them. His sweatshirt was partially covered by armor and his hood was up, causing his hair to slightly cover his blue eyes. A sheathed sword hung lazily from his belt while another was strapped to his back. He wore simple, faded jeans and sneakers. With that style, he didn't look like much of a fighter.

But what shocked them the most was how the left sleeve of his sweatshirt hung limply at his side; like there was nothing there at all.

He had no left arm attached to him.

The teen caught their eyes staring at him and gave a small chuckle. "Ummm... guys, my eyes are up here." Ruby and Yang heard this and quickly turned to him; stammering out apologies while fighting down the blushes that were creeping up their necks due to emberassment.

"S-sorry sir... I mean dude!" Ruby quickly apologized. "Yeah, what she said..." Yang mumbled.

Once again, the boy in front of him chuckled. "Nah, it's okay. Plus, there's no need to call me sir y'know? Just call me Jaune," he said as he held his only hand out, "Jaune Arc. Short, sweet, rolls of the tounge. Ladies love it."

As the awkward atmosphere dissipated around them. Ruby took the hand and shook it with enthusiasm. "Ruby Rose, and this is my sister; Yang Xiao Long" she gestured to her sibling.

Jaune quirked his eye brow. "Never would've guessed, but I can see the resemblance if I squint," he then let go of Ruby's hand and pointed down below to Beacon "so you guys like our new home right?" Yang nodded her head as she grinned, "Definitely. I mean, if we're gonna spend the next few years here, we better get comfy with it right?"

Jaune nodded his head in agreement. "Totally."

He


Jaune gazed at his robotic arm. For years it had been a constant reminder of his past. Of the tragedy and horrors that occurred in his lifetime. But it was also one of the things that kept him balanced - both literally and figuratively. It was also pretty dam cool.

It would be hard having to travel back in time without it.

"Still can't believe that you can send me back in time Ozpin, but for some reason that can't be explained by you - the smartest person I know in all of forever - I have to go back with all of my injuries and scars!"

Ozpin smirked as he typed commands in the machine in which Jaune was currently strapped to. "My aura is strong enough to power this machine for it to work properly-"

"Goliath dung"

"- but I haven't been able to work around the quirks and glitches of this thing," he pressed a button and a sound like an engine came up, "besides, I trained you to be able to fight under any circumstance that you may happen upon."

Jaune grunted, unable to argue with his reasoning. Ozpin, seeing this, continued "I'll also be sending you back a bit further as to be able to give you ample time to prepare for what is to come."

"Like being able to buy a new sword?"

"Yes. Also, when you go back in time, come to me - young me - and say 'Magic Footwear."

"Wait-what?" Jaune exclaimed.

"It will alert younger me that I sent you back. Plus, I'll most likely order a prosthetic for you if you tell me."

"What about all that 'Ripping-a-hole-in-the-rug-of-space-time-continuum crap I've heard about?"

"I'll explain there."

"Fuck you old man."

Ozpin laughed as he quickly tinkered with the controls, making sure nothing out of the ordinary comes up when Jaune coughed, drawing his attention. "Hey, Ozpin, one question?"

"That was one"

"When you send me back, will I be fully clothed?"

No answer.

Jane's eyes widened at the silence. "O-ozpin! Answer me! NOW!" He struggled against his bonds, intent on strangling his mentor.

"Do not fret Mr. Arc," Ozpin said, a hint of mischief in his voice, "You will wake up in your room, fully clothed - albeit missing an arm - safe and sound." At this, Jaune began to ease into his seat. He was about to relax when Ozpin said something that caused him to scream in horror.

"You still have a case of motion-sickness, don't you? That's good."

And with a slam of his fist, Jaune was sent decades back as a puking mess.

Without a left arm.

Goodo luck explaining that Arc.


Explanation time! Everyone loves learning right? RIGHT?!

Anyway, for how short the chapter is, I apologize. Pretty busy with all the schoolwork piled up on me. Meh.

For the machine, just imagine an electric chair - all the electrodes and bonds and whatnot - but instead of killing you, it sends you back to fix a mistake that could lead to your painful and likely embarrassing death! Yey!

Also, for sake of plot (*cough* lazy writing *cough*) the machine cannot send you back without your scars and wounds. Kind of poetic for me actually. I still apologize :D

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