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Chap 2: Team Rwby and Cardin

The next day, late afternoon: Beacon's Sparring Classroom

"Good afternoon everyone." Glynda Goodwitch greeted her class as her students took their seats. "Headmaster Ozpin has made a surprise visit and will be spectating the matches today. In addition, we will have a new rule in play for today: the winner of each match will move on to fight the next opponent. The contestant with the most wins will receive a small prize of 500 lien."

Many students in the stands started talking amongst themselves at this. Many were annoyed that they had to do more work, some of the weaker funters groaned in annoyance, while a majority of the others started making bets as to who could get the most wins.

"Now with that said, let start." Glynda said as she slid a finger along her scroll to start the selection for the match. "First up, we have… Yang Xiao Long."

"Yay!" Said huntress cheered as she fist bumped up into the air.

"And your opponent will be… Jaune Arc." Glynda called out with slight confusion. Strange, I could have sworn I made it so only those with similar skill levels will fight together. Maybe a glitch in the system?

"Woo!" Yang called out as she rushed to the arena. Jaune was about to get up when Pyrrha grabbed his arm.

"Be careful Jaune." She warned with concern. "Remember, she's one of the top of our class, there's no shame in losing."

"It's alright Pyrrha, I'll be fine." Jaune replied. He made his way towards the opposite side of the arena, few taking notice of the new messenger bag hanging on his side. Jaune marched into position just opposite of Yang.

"You ready Jaune?" Yang asked, getting pumped up.

"R-ready as I'll ever b-be." Jaune replied in fraudulent nervousness.

"Hmm. So, what's in the purse Vomit Boy?" Yang asked chuckling to herself. Others in the crowd joined in.

"It's a messenger bag." Jaune replied in a monotone voice. "As for what's in it, it's a trade secret." She noticed it faster than I thought. This is good.

"You may begin!" Miss Goodwitch announced.

"You know, that is a very nice purse you have there," several people in the audience started chuckling again, "and it'd be a real shame if it got blown apart. So you know what I'm gonna do?" After her taunt, Yang unclipped Ember Celica and tossed both gauntlet to the side and took a boxer stance. Many in the crowd oh'd and ah'd at this. I don't want to be too hard on him. Pyrrha would never let me hear the end of it.

"You know what?" Jaune asked in response. Perfect! This is better than I hoped. Jaune then took unsheathed Crocea Mors from his armor straps, tossed it aside, and mimicked Yang's stance. "I'll play your game." Now this got everyone's attention. The crowd got louder with cheers and snickers, many calling out on Jaune's foolishness and betting on him lasting less than a minute. The rest of JNPR grew concerned at their leaders rash decision while RWBY cheered for their fellow brawler, while also cheering for her to take it easy.

"Ooh! Vomit Boy grew a pair, who knew." Yang taunted. "You know what? Here." Yang leaned forward, tilted her head up and closed her eyes. "I'll give you a free first move. Hit me as hard as you can." She tapped her cheek a couple of times then raised her hand to her side. "Give me your best shot."

After a few moments Jaune began to walk forward. His feet echoed with each step. Everyone in the audience held their breath in anticipation for the thrashing that they thought was going to happen . Pyrrha held her hand over her mouth while Nora was bouncing in her seat. Yang still had her hands held up to her side with a huge shit eating grin on her face and her eyes still closed. So she didn't see Jaune pull something out of his messenger bag.

"You know Yang, you probably hear this a lot," Jaune said as he continued to walk forward, "But you have really nice hair." Jaune stopped as he was now directly in front of Yang. "It would be a shame if..." In the span of a second, Jaune reached over her shoulder and pulled a hand full of hair in front of him and Yang. Yang opened her eyes in confusion and saw that Jaune was holding her hair in one hand and in the other he had a… HAIR BUZZER… held just an inch away from her hair. "...something bad were to happened to it." Jaune grinned darkly as he turned the buzzer on.

Everyone, including Ozpin and Glynda, were shocked at what they were seeing. Ruby had her mouth covered with both hands. Blake had her jaw dropped. Weiss' eye was twitching as she tried to comprehend what she was seeing. Pyrrha was biting her nails. Ren has his eyebrows raised in shock. Nora was eating popcorn. Yang stood still, then slowly started to lower her arms as her eyes were turning from violet to pure blood red.

"You. Wouldn't. DARE!" Yang snarled as she prepared to break the fellow blonde.

"Oh, I do DARE." Jaune immediately retorted earning several shocked gasps. Please Monty and everything holy, please work! "Now, I'm not stupid-"

"Pfft, oh really?" Yang asked skeptically with a raised eyebrow.

"I know what I'm doing. I know what will happen if I cut even a millimeter of your hair. Hell everyone does. You will no doubt put me in a permanent coma if I buzz cut this much hair off you. But consider this, no matter what happens, you lose."

"E-excuse me?" Yang asked letting panic slip a little in her voice.

"Yang, I have your hair and the buzzer in a position where if you hit me and send me in any direction, the buzzer will be knocked towards the hair in my hands and six inches of your hair gets cut off." Jaune's smirk grew. "Sure, you may beat me into an unrecognizable puddle of red. But you will lose so much for that small victory. Even if I can't cut it all, the best case scenario for you is that half of your head has hair six inches shorter than the other half."

"Y-you..." Yang stuttered. Her eyes were widened back to a violet cover and her hands started to shake at the mental image Jaune was giving her.

"Why you would look ridiculous. It would take years to grow all of it back."

"You wouldn't..." Yang was starting to panic.

"Do you want to risk it?" Both remained quiet for several moments before he ever so slowly began to guide the roaring hair buzzer towards the poor brawler's hair.

"NO!" Yang screamed as she tried in vain to pull her hair from Jaune's hand. "Please no, no, no! I'll do anything!"

"You want mercy?" Jaune asked as he leaned slightly closer to Yang. "Forfeit the match. Your perfect record or your hair. Choose wisely." Yang's eyes were moving rapidly, obviously having a heated debate inside her head. "I'm short on patience. Don't make me decide for you." Oh this is gonna come back to bite me in the ass. Worth it though.

"I YIELD!" Yang screeched on the verge of tears and collapsed onto her knees. "I yield! I give up! Just please don't do it!" Jaune held a stern, determined face as he looked up and Miss Goodwitch.

"Uh… match goes… to Jaune Arc." Glynda slowly said, sounding as if she was trying to convince herself that what she just saw was real. All but a few in the audience still had their jaws dropped. Ozpin took a sip of his coffee, impressed that Jaune was able to subdue his opponent in such a way. Either his opponent lost or they gained such a pyrrhic victory that surrendering was the best option. Smart.

Meanwhile, Yang retrieved her gauntlets and walked back to her seat, visibly shaking, clutching her hair while mumbling to herself that everything will be ok.

"Up next, Jaune will be facing... Blake Belladonna." Glynda announced. Said huntress grabbed Gambol Shroud and walked down towards the arena.

"Go Blake!" Ruby cheered as she waved the team RWBY flag.

"Good luck." Weiss wished.

"MURDER HIS FACE!" Yang yelled, still clutching her hair and drawing the look of several students around her.

Jaune equipped Crocea Mors, praying no one noticed him grabbing something out of his bag with his shield hand. He took a stance as Blake readied herself opposite of him. Jaune couldn't kelp but glance at the top of her head. You know, it really is nice Blake is no longer wearing her bow of hers and showing she's proud of being a faunus. It also makes what I'm about to do make more sense.

"Both contestants are ready. You may begin!" Blake unsheathed her sword and rushed forward. Jaune charged forward with his shield raised. Blake resisted the urge to scoff at him. He really thinks that stance will work against me again? He obviously hasn't learned. Blake jumped up high and swung her ribbon towards Jaune to snatch the shield right out of his hands.

Just as Jaune hoped she would do.

Just before her ribbon connected, Jaune quickly repositioned his hand so instead of the shield, it snatched the bag he had concealed in his hand. Blake didn't realized what happened until the bag impacted on her upper body and exploded into a sea of a green cloud and tiny bits of leaves. Blake lost her footing and tumbled onto the ground behind Jaune.

"J-JAUNE!" Blake yelled as she climbed to her feet. "What was th-...what was in the b-...Ja-... wha was… wha...was...wha…ugh..." Blake's speech grew more slurred as she started to wobble back and forth as her pupils dilated.

"Oh nothing to worry about." Jaune said shrugging his shoulders. "Just a little catnip." The entire stadium went silent with the exception of Blake's mumbling. Everyone had a hard time comprehending what they just saw. Jaune did not just do what they thought they did. Did he?

"You know," Ozpin started gathering everyone's attention, "we do have rules against drugging other students. But we've never had an example where… catnip was used or mentioned. So technically, Jaune hasn't done anything wrong. The match may continue." Glynda stared at the man with her jaw on the floor.

Meanwhile, everyone else awaited in anticipation for what Jaune would do next. In all honesty, Jaune could just knock her over and claim victory right now, and he knew that. However, the last time Jaune went against Blake, she wrapped her ribbon around his neck and smashed him head first into the wall for the finishing blow. He was still bitter about that, and so he thought about getting a little bit of payback.

He reached into his messenger bag and pulled out a little laser pointer. I'm going straight to Hell. He waved the dot in front of Blake to get her attention. Her eyes widened at her new little red friend and she pounced. But the little red dot was quick, and she was determined to catch it.

Jaune let this continue for a little bit before placing the dot on the wall, and was extra careful to hold it in place. Like a predator, Blake slowly approached her unsuspecting prey. She then quickly got on all fours and pounced forward towards the dot… and slammed face first into the wall, squeaking out a "Nyeep!" on impact, and fell unconscious on the floor.

"W-winner is Jaune Arc." Glynda announced, almost unheard in the roar of laughter, with team CRDL being the loudest, that took over the stadium. Yang went down to pick up her unconscious friend. She put a glare at Jaune but quickly retreated when he pulled out the hair buzzer and pointed it at her. Jaune picked up as much of the catnip off the ground as he can and then repositioned himself so that opposite of him in the stands was team RWBY.

"Ruby Rose, please make your way to the arena." Ruby grabbed Crescent Rose and headed down into the arena and took a stance just opposite of Jaune. Alright, Jaune seems to have a lot of dirty tricks up his sleeve. He took my sister and Blake down when they got close to him. Maybe if I keep my distance so he can't do anything to me…. then I can take him down and Weiss-senpai will be proud of me!

Jaune took these few moments to inspect the back of his shield. Here's hoping this rubber coating works or I'm done for. Twirling his sword in his hand, he awaited fo- "Begin!" And there it is. Ruby drew Crescent Rose with no hesitation and began a barrage of sniper fire towards Jaune at a fire rate of a round a second. Alright, just got to get his arms tired and then move in for the kill. Just like she taught me.

The first two shots almost threw Jaune of balance and off his feet. He dropped his sword and gripped his shield with both hands to hold his ground. He gritted his teeth as his bones shook with each impact. Boom. Ow. Boom. Ow. Boom. Ow. Boom. Ow. Damn, Ruby doesn't mess around. His shield was at a different angle with each shot so he carefully tried to pay attention to where each bullet was ricocheting towards with each angle. It was thankfully easier than he hoped because the created a huge, bright spark when the impacted against the wall, but he missed seeing where a few landed because he was blinded by the bright sparks when they impacted his shield.

After ten shots Ruby quickly ejected the spent magazine and inserted a fresh one. In the brief moment Jaune re angled his shield so that The next shot would hopefully landed where he wanted it to. Boom. The bullet sparked on impact against his shield, and then ricocheted. A second later, Jaune and Ruby looked up after hearing a feminine "Nyayayayayayayayayaya!" scream filled the room as a poor soul was being electrocuted. Oops, wrong person. Sorry Blake, I was aiming for Weiss.

"Gah!" Weiss and Yang shrieked as they recoiled away from Blake as she spasmed. Thankfully it didn't last long. Seconds later she slumped forward and fell out of her seat, groaning in pain with smoke coming from her body. "You dolt!" Weiss shouted. "Look what you did!"

"Sorry!" Ruby called out sheepishly. "I didn't mean it!" Please don't be mad Weiss-senpai. I just wanted to make you proud!

"Ruby just...ugh. Focus on the match, we'll take care of Blake!" The Ice Queen shouted back.

Meanwhile, with everyone distracted Jaune took the opportunity and took out a vial of electric dust powder and sprinkled it all over his shield. He barely got the vial back in his bag before Ruby turned her attention to him. Ruby narrowed her eyes as she unfolded Crescent Rose into it's scythe form, spun it in the air a couple of time, and slammed it into the ground. You made Weiss-senpai mad at me. PREPARE FOR YOUR DOOM! She roared a mighty battle cry that sent shivers down everyone's spine and jumped high towards her target.

Jaune rushed forward as well with his shield raise high and gripped with both hands ready to block the reaper's blow. Time seemed to slow down as everyone awaited for what was to come. Crescent Rose then impacted Jaune's shield. The impact knocked Jaune back and created sparks, which ignited the electric dust and sent high voltage electricity through his shield and Crescent Rose. Jaune was protected thanks to the rubber coating on his side of the shield. Ruby's weapon didn't have the luxury. Unfortunately for her, the voltage was just enough to ignite the nine dust round in her magazine.

Ruby stood in place, spazzing out as the electricity from her magazine electrocuted her. Many in the audience winced as they swore they could see her skeleton if only for a split second. No one knows how long it lasted, but Ruby eventually subconsciously let go of her weapon. She then fell to her knees and collapsed onto the floor. Her limbs twitching were the only indication that she didn't actually die. Well... that and her slurred mumbling about a... sand pie?

"Jaune Arc wins!" Miss Goodwitch announced. Weiss looked over to her partners. Blake was still twitching and high like a kite, muttering something about a red demon, and Yang shook her head. Sighing, she got up to go get her partner. I hope she is ok. How dare that dunce hurt my senpai!

She approached Ruby and kneeled down to pick her up. I'm sorry for yelling at you. Please forgive m-"Ahyayayayayayayayayaya!"

The second she made contact, sparks started flying then ceased after several seconds. She was still on her knees with mouth agape and her head twitching slightly.

"Take this as a lesson class." Ozpin said. "If someone who got electrocuted is twitching, it means there is electricity still flowing through them. Don't touch them until it stops."

"I WANNA GET ZAPPED TOO!" Nora shouted as she hopped down into the arena and ran towards Weiss and Ruby. Everyone started to panic. They knew what would happen when that hyperactive demon got shocked, Ren especially. Oh Oum no! NOT AGAIN!

"Boop!" The cheerfully ginger cheered as she put a finger on Weiss's nose. Everyone recoiled, closing their eyes and covering their faces, and silently prayed. All Hell to break lo- "Aww. It's not working," Nora sighed sadly as nothing happened when she kept on poking Weiss's nose. Everyone calmed down and sighed in relief. Crisis averted.

"Nora, can you kindly carry those two back to their seats?" Glynda asked. Nora nodded and threw the two in question over her shoulder. "Weiss Schnee was supposed to be next, but after that I decided that she is not fit for combat. So up next is… Cardin Winchester. Mr Winchester, please enter the arena."

Cardin gripped his mace and made his way down as his teammates cheered him on. Seems like Jauney Boy has some tricks up his sleeve. Pffft, like he can use some cheap tricks on me.

"You ready Jauney Boy?" Cardin taunted as he double check his armour straps. Jaune shrugged his shoulders. Cardin grinned he twirled his mace. "You're going to be eating through a straw when I'm done with you." The audience didn't react much, this was normal. Except for the fact that Yang and Weiss was silently cheering for the brute and Nora had the grin of a madman.

"If both contestants are ready, you may begin." Cardin tightened the grip on his mace and was about to charge forward.

"Wait." Jaune called as he held a hand up and pulled his scroll from his messenger bag. "Gotta take this." Everyone just stared at him as he started to type on his scroll. Cardin's eye twitched. Wait a second. This… this has to be some kind of stalling action. No wait, Blake and Ruby both charged in and he countered them easily. Is he baiting me? What is he up to? A few moments later Jaune put his scroll back into his back and drew his weapons. Cardin was about to resume his charge when his scroll vibrated.

"What the hell?" He muttered to himself. Did Jaune just message me something. Sure enough, he had a picture message from him. He opened it and...and… "WHAT THE HELL?!" All eyes were on Cardin as he shrieked. "HOW DID YOU EVEN-"

"Oh I have my ways." Jaune replied innocently as he shrugged his shoulders. Oh Sweet Monty, I'm never going to live down practically catfishing Cardin's mom to get that photo. And no one needs to know that. Jaune internally shuddered. "Now wouldn't it be interesting if I hit the 'sent to all' button on my scroll." He held a finger over his scroll, trying to sound as menacing as possible.

For the first time in his history at Beacon, and to the surprise of everyone, Cardin has the paled face of true horror. The over cocky, seemingly indestructible bully, was shaking in fear. What did Jaune have? What horrible piece of blackmail was enough to bring that man down to his knees.

Cardin took in a deep breath and sighed. He knew what Jaune would ask him to do. "I yield. I quit." Cardin said as he holstered his mace and walked out of the arena and back to his seat. The second he sat down, the sounds of vibrations filled the room as everyone took out their scrolls.

"Oopsie daisy." Jaune said innocently. Actually I'm not sorry. PAYBACK CARDIN! Everyone checked their scoll, looked at the picture sent, and suddenly laughter erupted and filled the arena. Cardin cupped his head in his hands and weeped. His reputation was over.

The picture everyone everyone was laughing at: a 3 year old Cardin smiling up at the camera. In a onesie, with bunny feet and huge bunny ears, holding a giant plastic carrot.

A/N: Little fun fact: This whole story began just from the small concept of "would it be legal for Jaune to use catnip against Blake?"

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