Author's Notes: I should have made this clear earlier but, things that are written in italic are what the character is thinking. Once Again I apologize for not making that clear on the 1st chapter.

"Explain Now."

Ozpin first took a sip from his mug not out of any disrespect to his ever responsible and trustworthy aid and comrade Miss Glynda Goodwitch. No, he was just thirsty and any enjoyment he got from her reaction was purely coincidental. However, now wasn't the time for jokes so with all due seriousness Headmaster Ozpin put his mug down and looked Glynda right in the eye. "Is this about Mr. Arc?"

"With all due respect Ozpin, you did read Dr. Gris' report?"

"Yes I did and his wrote said that Jaune's condition wasn't contagious."

"It also said that the boy needed to be placed under observation."

"And we can observe him right here in Beacon."

"You cannot be serious."

"Glynda, where else can I place him? Where can I be absolutely sure that Salem won't be able to reach him?"

"Send him to Atlas, James can and will keep Mr. Arc far far away from Salem and her cronies."

"And what of the military?"

"What about them?"

"If they find out about Jaune's condition then they will try to take advantage of him, even James wouldn't be able to stop them. No, here in Beacon is where we can not only watch him and keep him safe but, we can give him the tools he needs to survive and even save others."

Glynda paused closed her eyes and took a deep breath in order to calm down before speaking again. "Ozpin, I have supported you time and time again. I have covered your ass time and time again. I would love to simply trust you but, this is too big and too important with far too many people at risk."

Ozpin set his coffee down, he wasn't joking around anymore. Glynda was right and he knew it, Jaune was not potentially dangerous he was dangerous right now. However, Ozpin couldn't ignore the potential that was right in front of him and even if they couldn't use Mr. Arc's condition they could still use the boy. "Miss Goodwitch I assure you that I wouldn't be doing this I haven't considered the consequences but, I believe the consequences of driving Mr. Arc way would be far far worse. At least this way we can keep an eye on him and teach him how to use his abilities to help people. And that's assuming he has any."

"I have one condition."

"Only one?"

"Yes Ozpin, I have only one condition and it is this. You will tell the others without delay."

"I agree."

Glynda then pulled out her scroll and handed it to Ozpin who took it with a chuckle "I know you said without delay but, I didn't think you mean this soon." Ozpin then began dialing as Glynda watched to make sure he actually upheld his promise.

Jaune was sitting in the Bullhead flying towards Beacon and he was miserable. It wasn't because of the knowledge that he was some manner of living corpse no, he has had a bit of time to come to grips with that knowledge. The problem came from his motion sickness, which despite what common sense and logic would suggest hasn't left him alone. One might think that this familiar feeling would be a welcome sensation a kind reminder that Jaune Arc still existed has himself instead of some kind of monstrous aberration towards the world. Jaune would kindly ask those people to sit down and shut the hell up, motion sickness is not the way he wanted to be reminded of his of his still present humanity.

And now his motion sickness was threatening him with something worse than death itself: Public Humiliation.

However not all was lost! Soon the bullhead would land and he would be in Beacon, he would be on solid ground and he would have won. All he had to do was hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on…

Jaune slowly walked off the bullhead with his head hung in shame, his life was over… again. Now everyone will know him as Puke Man! Now he will never get a girlfriend while… in Beacon anyway. Though truth be told maybe it wasn't all that bad. After all getting a girlfriend was completely out the question, at least until he knew the exact details of his… condition.

*BOOOOOM*

"YOU DOLT! YOU COULD HAVE KILLED US!"

It was an accident," Ruby did not know who this angry princess looking girl was but, she was rude and mean. Not to mention that it was it wasn't her fault that she sneezed causing the explosion! A Vial of dust had been waved in her face, how could she not Sneeze?

"What are you even doing here!? This is Beacon! It's not a place for kids."

Now Ruby may have been a young, easily excitable girl but, it took a lot for her to become angry and thanks to her sister ditching her and the explosion and this so incredibly rude snowflake Ruby had reached her limit, "Now you Listen to Princess!"

"Heiress actually."

Ruby and Weiss turned around in order to look at the young lady who had just inserted herself into the conversation. She was taller than either them but what really got their attention was her amber colored eyes and the big black almost comical looking bow sitting right on the stranger's head. Before they could say anything the stranger continued. "Weiss Schnee Heiress of the Schnee Dust Company which is the world's number one provider of Dust."

"Thank You," Weiss said rather pleased that at least someone had a functioning brain around here.

"They are also infamous for their ruthless business practices, their exploitation and mistreatment of their Faunus employees and of course the health and safety code violations that can be found in their Faunus operated mines."

Weiss changed her mind. This girl was just as bad and maybe even worse than the klutz that nearly killed her just thirty seconds ago. "I do not have to stand for this and I won't." With that Weiss left the conversation.

"Oh thanks, for the save um… I didn't get your name," Ruby nervously said hoping to make a new friend.

"My name is Blake and goodbye," and with that Blake was gone. Left all alone Ruby fell to her knees out of exhaustion and for a brief moment wished she was back in Signal Academy. It was at that moment a shadow fell upon her and she found a gloved hand being offered to her in order to help her back on her feet. Once back on her feet she was able to get a good look at the guy who had helped her.

"Thank you… wait weren't you on the same bullhead as me?"

Jaune had a feeling he knew where this was going so tried to lie, "What? No, that's silly."

"You're Vomit Boy!"

"Getting motion sick from air turbulence is a very common thing!" declared Jaune to Ruby while thinking to himself, Vomit boy eh? Well, I guess it's better than Puke man.

Dammit, Ruby, you are going to mess up your chance to make at least one friend here, Ruby then offered her hand to Jaune, "No you're right and I'm sorry."

Jaune took the hand, "All is forgiven… Crater Face."

"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA Ha ha…!," Jaune and Ruby laughed not at each other but, with each other.

"Oh, I needed that, thank you um… who are you?" Ruby asked.

"Jaune Arc, short sweet, rolls off the tongue. The Ladies Love it."

"Ruby Rose, and do the ladies really love it?"

"Well, they better because that's the only line I know."

"Well, I hope your weapon is better than your pick up line."

"Well, you tell me," Jaune said while pulling his sword out of its sheath while transforming said sheath into its shield form and showing both to Ruby.

"Hmmm… it's simple, straightforward and real classical beauty. I especially like how the shield doubles as the sheath but at the same time isn't uncomfortable to walk with the extra weight on one side?"

"It's only awkward at the beginning, so what about you? What's your weapon?"

Ruby reached underneath her cloak and pulled out what appeared to be a gun of some sort, however, the "gun," quickly expanded turning into a Massive Scythe which Ruby began to hug, "This is my baby Crescent Rose! She's a Scythe and a .50 caliber Sniper Rifle! And let me tell you it took forever to make her work!"

"Wait! You made that Monster!?" Jaune was flabbergasted and impressed and feeling somewhat inadequate.

"Well, in Signal we have to forge our own weapons. Though I will admit that my uncle who also uses a scythe helped me out, a lot. So, what the story with your weapon?"

"My great great grandfather used it in the war."

"That's so cool!"

"RUBY WE ARE GOING TO BE LATE!" shouted a blond young lady who was waving at Ruby.

"Oh, that's my sister! Sorry, Jaune but I got to go, I'll talk to you later!" and with that Ruby was off leaving Jaune by himself.

Sisters? Those two look nothing alike… maybe they're stepsisters? Huh…, I wonder how my sisters are doing. Jaune snapped himself out it. If he starts thinking about his sisters now he would then starting thinking about home and about his mom and his dad and how worried they must be… Which is why Jaune couldn't allow himself to think about them too much. And so with a somewhat heavier heart, Jaune began his way to the Auditorium for orientation.

It took a little bit of time but Jaune was able to find a large building that judging by the new students walking towards it, was where orientation was going to take place. Jaune was about to go inside the building when he was stopped by a short, annoyed-looking man wearing an eye patch. "Jaune, Imma gonna need you to come with me to the medical bay."

Normally a situation like this would make Jaune and pretty much the rest of the world rather nervous. After all, a stranger suddenly stopping you can be nerve-racking no matter what they are going to tell you, but that wasn't why Jaune was nervous. This man wasn't a stranger, this was the doctor that Qrow took him to after his… unique condition was uncovered, it was thanks to this man that Jaune was even able to come to Beacon.

Jaune was nervous because the guy was kind of an asshole.

The medical bay was despite the coldness of the name a rather nice a comfortable place. Though it really only made sense since rested people healed far faster and better than stressed out people. That said it was really only thanks to the size and influence of the academy that medical bay could be such a lovely place, in fact, if it wasn't for the doctor's attitude Jaune would have been tempted to spend some free time in the waiting room. Suddenly a plastic cup was shoved into Jaune's face. "Spit."

*PTUI*

Two more cups were then handed to Jaune, "Piss in the blue cup and put some your shit in the green one. You already know which restroom use. Now git," Gris then walked out of the room before Jaune could voice a complaint or even think of asking why he was here instead of with the other new arrivals.

It was only after Jaune handed the two cups back to Gris did he get his chance to ask.

"Why am I here?"

"Sit down and roll youse sleeve," instructed Gris and Jaune complied. Gris then pulled out a syringe and prepared the blood vials and when that was done he began to clean a spot on Jaune's arm. "You're here become some people are pussies." Gris then stabbed Jaune's arm with the syringe.

"What?" Jaune didn't even notice the needle entering his arm.

"Likes I said, kid. Some pussies wanted a double check," Gris then changed vials. "So I figure, les grab the kid while the others are sleeping. Figure, since you don't sleep, it wouldn't be a problem."

"But what about the friends I could be making?"

"Friends that may not even be here by the end of tomorrow." Gris was now done drawing blood from Jaune and was placing a bandage on the arm.

"What does that mean?" Asked an extremely concerned Jaune.

"Please come this way." Gris then lead Jaune into a different room filled with various scanning equipment and pointed to a chair. "Take off your clothes and put them on the chair, when you're done please stand in over there with your arms raised." Once Jaune was standing in the right spot Gris answered the question, "There is an initiation exam and most of those kids are going fail, hell you might and up failing as well."

Jaune was flabbergasted but at the same time he sort of understood, Huntsmen hold the most dangerous and important job on Remnant. It only makes sense that the requirements are high. But at the same time..., "What happens to the ones who fail?" a rather concerned Jaune questioned.

"Most of em just go on to other smaller schools or head into different careers and a rather small bunch will enter college. Now stand over there and put your hands down, the sooner we finish the sooner I'll get to go to sleep." Jaune who also wanted to get away from this lab as soon as possible complied.

If there was one good thing about being dragged off into a lab in the middle of the night is that Jaune was able to avoid all of the early morning traffic. In fact, he was practically the first one in the cafeteria and was able to get a pot that allowed him to watch people as they entered, partly out of curiosity about his fellow hopefuls but, mostly because he wanted a chance to keep talking with his new friend from yesterday. However, he underestimated just how many prospective students were at Beacon and failed to find Ruby in the ocean of bodies. Oh well, I guess I'll just try and catch up with Ruby at the Lockers. Even if I don't find her there I can try again just before the initiation exam. With that Jaune continued to eat his breakfast.

Weiss Schnee was thrilled no, she ecstatic because of all the people her locker could be right next to, she was next to Pyrrha "Goddess of Victory Nikos! Now Weiss was not some kind of rabid fangirl, no she was simply seeking the acquaintanceship/lifelong partnership of someone she could call an equal.

"Um, excuse me…"

Now Weiss remember that you just couldn't ask Pyrrha to be your partner, you have to first make her understand why you are the best possible partner for her. With that Weiss walked right to Pyrrha and began her pitch, "So Pyrrha, I was wondering if I could trouble you with a quick question?"

Pyrrha who had being mind her own business turn to face the heiress, wondering what could be troubling the young lady, "Sure, ask away."

This is it Wiess, now don't go all in at once. Take it slow. "Have you given any thought to who you are going to partner with?" Real smooth Weiss, Real Smooth.

"I could use some help here."

Pyrrha was taken briefly aback as she most certainly did not expect Weiss to be so straightforward, I guess it wasn't fair of me to assume things about her just because she was a heiress. If that's the case maybe she'll understand me. "Actually Weiss, I was planning to just let the fate decide for me."

"You see I am having trouble finding my locker."

Weiss was shocked but, she couldn't allow herself to seem surprised. Come on Weiss you cannot let this opportunity slip by. Weiss was about to raise a few points on the topic of why she was the best possible partner for Pyrrha when…

"And I could really use some help."

"Could you please Shut Up!" Weiss turned around to face the asshole who kept trying to bug her and Pyrrha. "We are trying to discuss something important here!"

"I'm sorry but there are just so many Lockers here and they all look alike!" Jaune was truly sorry but he really did need the help. "Look I just want to find locker number Six Three Six!"

"Oh, that's the locker right over there!" Pyrrha said while pointing at a nearby locker.

"Oh thank you! You're a lifesaver!"

"It's nothing, pretty much everyone needs help finding their locker on the first day. By the way, I'm Pyrrha." She said while offering her hand to the funny stranger.

Jaune eagerly took Pyrrha's hand a gave it a nice shake while a confused and rather pissed off Weiss continued to watch with disbelief. "Well, Pyrrha it means a lot to me!" Suddenly the voice of Glynda Goodwitch could be heard over the intercoms.

"Could the new Arrivals please make their way over the Emerald Forest. I repeat. Could the new arrivals make their way over to the Emerald Forest."

"Thank you again, Pyrrha and Good Luck!" With that Jaune ran over to his locker to get his things, while an assumed Pyrrha and an annoyed Weiss watched.

"Well he was rude, I mean who did he think he was talking to?"

"I don't think he knew was I was, Weiss."

"Oh, so he is ignorant and rude."

"I actually find it rather refreshing. Well, Weiss shall we be off?" With that Pyrrha and Weiss went on ahead to the Emerald Forest as Jaune continued to grab his things. Good luck to you as well, Jaune. Thought Pyrrha to herself.

Author's Notes:

First off let me address why Jaune didn't hit on Weiss and the reason is: While he is handling his condition well, it is still something that weighs heavily on his mind. Thus, romance isn't something he wants to deal with right now.

Secondly, Next chapter will be delving into exactly what his condition is, how it works and what we can expect from Jaune.

Lastly is a little bit of a fun fact: Doctor Gris was originally supposed to be the huntsman to save Jaune in chapter 1. However I realized that I would have to make a second OC to play the doctor, so I decided to let Qrow be the hero in order to keep OC's to a minimum.