A Dragonborn at Beacon Academy

In the beginning, Remnant was a barren wasteland, an empty canvas of Dust and Void. It was the final chapter of another world gone bye. It began with the end.

Then, the Gods came. Many different kinds who came to Remnant on ships and high winds, who settled on Remnant and their many stories played out, leading to the creation of the many races of Remnant.

To many to truly count, but their was one race in particular that would soon have an influence on the world even after their reign was over. The Dragon race were high and mighty, powerful and graceful and whose power rivaled many Demi-Gods. However their power was what made these gentle giants, into feared monsters. Everyone feared Dragons, making stories up about how many could never trust one, how they killed livestock and stole gold.

The Dragons reputation was saved, however, when two New Gods came to Remnant. The older of the two, the God of Light, spent time making life, Forrest's, rivers, and joy. His power to manipulate Dust with powerful, unknown Magic's made him the talk of the town, loved by his fellow creator deities. His younger brother, the God of Darkness, however, despised everything his brother did, and by night would undue his work with fire, death, illness and famine.

However, Light always prevails, and by morning the life of the land was restored. So, one night, the God of Darkness mad something, using the Void to its full potential, and made a darkness that would ravage Remnant for generations to come. The Creatures of Grimm. Many races fell to the dark power, and many more would soon join them if not for the God of Light ending the feud with his brother and suggesting they create something that could stop the Grimm. Create something together. And younger brother agreed.

This creation would be given the power of Creations and Destruction. It would be given knowledge in order to learn more about it's world and teach others. And most important of all, it would be given the power to Choose. To follow the path of Light, or Darkness. And so with these gifts, Humanity was born.

However, the Brothers has more gifts, not as powerful as the ones given to their own creations, but still valued the same. They gave the Elves the power of Magic, to influence the world through the forces of Nature and Space on a level Dust and Aura could never match. The Dwarfs received Technology, to build, craft and adapt with machines and weapons. The Cobalts the gift to life off of raw Dust, Gnomes, Fairies, Trolls and Goblins their own Dimension hidden in plain sight, and the Dragons, the ability to walk among other races without fear, by giving the Dragons the power to become a Human, and fight amongst man as Dragonslayers. Soon enough, Dragons were no longer scaled demons, but valiant heroes.

And so it was inevitable that some Humans would fall in love with these Dragonslayers, and consummate and create children. Well many wondered what race the child would be, Dragon or Human? The answered, was neither. Their children would become a new race, one that held the power of the Dragons but the gifts of Mankind.

They were known, as the Dragonborn.

The Airship was packed with giddy students, ready to take the world on as official Hunters in training. The weather shuffled around, hauling their complex weapons, chatted with long time friends of siblings, or sat and tried to get the flight over with.

Like Jaune Arc.

Sat in his seat, leaning back and trying to only focus on his music playing through his earbuds, many would confuse the boy for a Faunas. And if asked, he would reluctantly say he was, despite how much of a lie it was. From head to toe with no patches or bald spots, his body was covered with yellow scales. Hie ears were long and pointed, angled out in a curve. His hair was as yellow as his body, scraggly and unkept in nature. Two long horns curved up in an arc shape on his forehead, ribbed and segmented as they went up about seven inches. Two sharp teeth stuck up from his bottom lip, brushing against his scaly skin. Coiled around his waist and piled in his lap was a long tail, one as long as his own body was tall, around 6' 7", with a spade-shaped tip and rigged fins about half an inch tall crawled up the spin of the body. His fingers had yellow claws on each tip and the same went for his toes. He opened his eyes and looked to his Scroll with long reptilian pupils inside deep blue irises.

He sighed, trying to forget his stomach troubles and focused on the jazz playing through his enhanced ears. His outfit was rather casual looking, but his strange appearance made him look intimidating. His first layer was just a pair of blue jeans and a black vest with sleeves and a hood, no shirt underneath because of how tuff his hide was, and a pair of orange fingerless gloves. Then he had brown leather around his shoulder and said to support the silver and gold etched armor on his body. His right arm was bare saved for the gauntlet that went down the length of his forearm, while his left was completely encased from the knuckles to his shoulder, with grooves carved it to support the mechanisms in place to shift the sheathed sword on his back to his forearm. And from mid-thighs and down he wore armored legs, segmented into joints and fitted nicely around his body with a pair of steel toed black boots on the bottom. (1) (Jaune Henceforward Outfit. Thought it looked cool.)

The supposed Reptian Faunas looked around the cabin, watching many chat with each other, weather to better know other students or to just burn time, he didn't know. What he did know was, despite his upset stomach, he needed to stretch his limbs. So he awkwardly shuffled out of his seat and uncurled his tail, letting it wag lazily behind him as he ducked his head to not drag is antlers on the ceiling. He raised his hood up and over his head as he walked. He was slim, but had muscle in all the right places. He was quite the specimen, if you find scaly attractive.

'I'm so happy I didn't inherit Dad's wings. I can at least be embarrassed for not liking to fly instead of being disowned for it.' The young man said as he maneuvered around other kids his age, many eyeing him eather in confusion, disgust or awe.

The awe was what made him stop. He turned and looked towards a plump looking girl in white, silver and pink with ginger hair, sky blue eyes and a shiver grenade launcher on the small of her back. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the tall blonde and soon zoomed in front of him. Jaune blinked and tilted his head while looking down onto her. She did the same, still with a wide smile on her face. Jaune grinned, showing of his white teeth that glowed in the light.

"You look so~ cool! My name is Nora Valkyrie, what's yours?"

"Jaune. Jaune Arc." The boy said simply, with nothing but kindness in his voice as he smiled softly at the girl.

"I never met someone with scales before. Or horns. Or a tail!" She squealed as she noticed the long tail trailing behind Jaune that wagged a bit more from his happiness. She was about to advanced before the voice of Ren went through her head, and looked up into the deeper blue eyes of the boy. "Can I?"

Jaune smiled and slithered his tail up and in front of himself, unconsciously coiling around the girl and wiggling the tip to her nose. Nora giggled wildly as she returned the tail hug. Jaune smiled, but turned his gaze to a boy who now joined the two. He dressed in black, white and green with touches of magenta about his person. His hair was black, braided in the back and a streak of the pink color in his locks. A ghost of a smile was on his lips as he held his hands behind himself, letting his green pistols with what looked like blades on the end on his hips.

"Oh Ren! This is Jaune Arc, he's our new friend! Right Jaune!" Jaune somehow missed Nora slip from his tail's coils and soon gasped for air as he began to be squeezed tightly in a hug that was nothing like the cute one that happened moments before.

Ren looked at Jaune in sympathy and let out an exhausted sigh. "Nora, let him go. Don't want to crush our 'friend' here, do we?" Nora shrugged as set the boy down back on his feet, letting him stumble for a second. Jaune blinked but released a reassuring smile towards the two. "I'm Lie Ren. I can see you met Nora already. And you must be Jaune Arc." The stoic boy said in a gravelly voice, raising his right hand.

"Yep. Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue. Still working on making people love it." He replied and raised his hand out and shook Ren's.

"So I can assume your a Faunas, right?"

Jaune got a bit nervous for a moment before nodding. "Something like that."

"Sorry for Nora. She tends to give people her special 'Nora Hugs' at random." To further prove his point his friend came up and encased him in a softer, but still tight embrace. "See."

Jaune chuckled in a breathless way that made many shiver. However his laugh turned into a suppressed gurgle as as raised his hand to his lips and his cheeks turned green. Ren and Nore winced and moved to the side as the large teen moved past everyone in his way, his tail swing and slapping away people as he stumbled into the men's lavatory.

Ren and Nora followed behind and waited for the wrenching to stop from inside the bathroom. Many people outside stepped back from the strange animalistic noises being belched and groaned out. Finally, rather shaky, Jaune stepped out and sighed. "You ok?" Nora asked.

The scaly skinned teen gulped breath after breath. "Motion sickness. It's a common condition." Jaune said, trying to salvage as much of his reputation as he could before he chundered again.

"Oh don't worry about a thing, Jaune. We won't hold it against you!" Nora said, slamming a hand hard onto Jaune's back, ignoring the warnings from Ren, and watched with fascination as Jaune coughed up one last glob of vomit on the boots of a beautiful golden haired brawler. "Though she would." Nora said, laughing nervously and stepped away quickly.

Jaune Arc was lucky enough to keep about everything with him after vomiting on the girls shoes, with the price of having a rather embarrassing nickname from now on.

He embraced the grassy ground as the ship landed, breathing in nature and not at all caring how his tail wagged wildly. He looked up and saw everyone moving towards the castle like structure that was the school, and getting the idea sat up and followed them.

The sky was clear and the air was clean, not unlike the smog that many cities and academies had around them. His heightened senses were relaxed, feeling like he didn't need to be on edge and fear being attached. It was nice.

His relaxation ended, however, as a loud explosion erupted ahead of him, sending him into a crouched combat stance and having his sheathed sword begin to slide across his arm. He stopped the shifting, however, as he saw two girls standing in smoke. One was clothed in white, though most was singed now, and her hair was a bright silver that hung in ponytail. She began to gobble and huff in frustration and stomped off, her rapier slapping her hip as she moved away with a large cart of luggage and clothes.

The other was an alternatively dressed girl in black and red. Her skirt came to her thighs, stockings netting with the dark shorts underneath. Her corset was covered in soot and grime now after the blast. Her cloak hung loosely from her shoulders as her raven locks with red tips draped over her face.

Jaune approached the girl in the crater, raising his arm out in a gesture of kindness. He froze up, when two silver eyes peared up towards him and his hand. "Need a hand." Jaune said, recovering from his shock. She nodded and grabbed his clawed hand.

He restrained his strength from ripping the girls arm off. She steadied herself and smiled, but the smile melted in an awestruck look as she took in his visage. Jaune just sighed as stood like some kind of monument, letting the girl take him in.

"If you're finished," He said as she had zoomed around him with blinding speed and was currently inspecting his tale. "My name is Jaune. You?"

The girl raced back in front of Jaune with a smile. "Ruby Rose!" She declared with joy.

"You have silver eyes…" Jaune said as his slit pupils dilated while examining the orbs in Ruby's head.

"Yeah, I do, I guess? Don't know why people think I'm so special because of it."

'She doesn't known the legend, then.' Jaune thought to himself. "So~ What was that all about back their?"

"The white haired girl was all mad at me, then I sneezed, and then 'BOOM' I'm in the ground."

"Looked like a Dust explosion to me. I imagine the kinetic force of the sneeze activated the Dust."

"Yeah...my mistake." She said as she grinded her toe into the ground.

The two fell into silence as they moved towards the castle.

"Were you the guy who vomited on Yang's shoes?"

...Damn it.