So I posted this last night and an internal error occurred. The chapter was posted but it claimed I updated it about a month ago. So to get rid of that error here it is. I do not own RWBY or Bioshock Infinite. Those belong to Rooster Teeth, the late Monty Oum, 2k, and irrational games. Enjoy!

Chapter three

Old and New Wounds

Slashes decorated his upper body along with clumps of scar tissue, indicating that he had been shot multiple times. His arms were decorated with burns and other various scratches that permanently indented his skin. His back was decorated with burns and slashes as well. Jaune looked out onto the seven pairs of eyes gaping at the distorted deformities that decorated his body and saw worry and fear in them all.

Before Pyrrha could say or do anything, Jaune quickly put his hoodie on and headed for the door. He was close to leaving until the door slammed shut. He saw that Yang was keeping it closed, denying his one exit.

"Nuh uh." Yang said with an edge in her voice. "You said you would tell us what happened. Considering what we just saw, you better start explaining." Jaune stared back at the brawler. He wanted to push her aside. Oum knows he could if he wanted to, but as he was about to shove Yang, he noticed that all of her aggression was gone and concern took its place. He looked out once more to his friends and they all shared the same look. Jaune let out a shaky sigh and turned back to his bed. He sat down on the side of it and rested his elbows on his knees.

"Well I guess I should start with how all of this happened." Jaune started while trying to keep his attitude somewhat up beat. "As you all know, I sent a message to Pyrrha about over a month ago saying that I needed to take some time to think in Vale." Jaune saw that all of them nodded sans Weiss who was standing in one of the corners. "Well the reason being was that I heard Weiss talk about what Pyrrha did back in the Forever Fall." the others became confused at this and Pyrrha was now sitting next to him. He looked up at her with a somber expression. "How you used your semblance to help me with the Ursa." Her eyes widened at this and Jaune just nodded. "I heard Weiss discussing it with you and I didn't know what to think. I just needed to get out of the school. I headed out into Vale to think over my choices of coming to Beacon and that's when I ran into two people I wish I never met." Jaune shuddered as he remembered the Lutece twins that took him to Columbia. "The specifics aren't too important, but after a very confusing talk with them, they drugged me and kidnapped me." he heard gasps among the group and noticed that Pyrrha was one of them. "Let's just say that it wasn't a welcoming place. After a month of nothing but fighting, I made it home and here we are now." Jaune summarized quickly at the end. Despite trusting his team and friends, he did not want to show them the latent abilities he picked up during his time in Columbia.

"Your hiding something." All eyes were on Weiss who had finally acknowledged the missing blonde. Ruby wanted to object but the heiress quickly made her way to Jaune. Her arms were folded and her gaze was fierce. Jaune decided not to maintain eye contact with her.

"Well it wasn't pretty." Jaune said while scratching the back of his head. "There were some things I saw that I wish I could unsee." he looked up to see that Weiss was not pleased with his response.

"That's not what I meant. We all saw your fight with Pyrrha." this caused Jaune to shrink as confused eyes were all focused on him. "How is that a failure on all accounts. Someone who slid into this school with nothing but false truths, beats someone that had trained her whole life to be where she is now in the span of a month." Jaune's eyes narrowed in on the heiress who was standing above him.

"She was caught off guard. If she knew I was here and had to fight her, I would have easily lost." his glare failed to diminish Weiss's resolve as she pulled out her scroll. To their surprise, it was a video of the fight that they had all witnessed. The Video was taken around the end when Jaune wasn't letting up on the hand to hand combat. They all saw once more Pyrrha on the ground with Jaune's foot above her face and then the video stopped.

"From what that video shows, I see a bloodthirsty killer just trying to get his fix." Weiss said as she passed the scroll around. Everyone had mixed responses ranging from wide eyes to slight gasps. The scroll finally was passed to Jaune for him to see. His eyes widened as well as he looked at himself, seconds away from stomping on Pyrrha's head.

He was smiling.

The scroll was snatched from his hands and he looked to see Weiss glaring at him. "I'm not stupid Arc. You changed and you're hiding something from us." Jaune's hands balled into fists and before she could say anything else, Jaune shot up and headed for the door. He almost ripped the sturdy door off its hinges as he looked back.

"Thanks for the welcome back." he growled and slammed it shut. Ruby got up and followed suit while glaring at her partner. Weiss ignored her with a huff and before she or any of the others could react, a yelp was heard from Ruby. They all looked to see the young leader holding her hand that had a burn mark. They turned to the bronze knob that was now bright red with small heat waves illuminating from it.

"The hell?" Yang asked as the heat was decreasing. Everyone was confused by this for only a few moments.

"That was uncalled for Weiss." Everyone looked with surprise at Blake, who was the one to break the silence. The Faunus stood up and headed for the door. "Whether his intentions were lethal or not, you can't say that he didn't go through hell. We all saw it on him. No one recovers easily from any sort of trauma." She stopped to face her team, resting a thumb under her chin, indicating that she was in deep thought. "Considering the amount of…damage that was done to him in the span of a month, we can assume that he's still hurting. And your little stunt only worsened the damage." She saw Weiss's eye twitch at this remark.

"I just don't see why Ozpin would let him be back here. He clearly wasn't fit to be a huntsmen to begin wi-" her statement was cut off when they all heard a loud slam. Everyone turned to see Pyrrha who's fist was buried into the wall and was wearing the same angry expression that she had when she fought Jaune.

"That is ENOUGH Weiss." The champion spat. "We know what Jaune did to get into Beacon, and I don't care." Weiss remained wide eyed as the champion got up from the bed and was walking toward the heiress. "My partner is back and the first thing we do is make him unwelcomed and angry. For once can we just be happy that Jaune is back in our lives?!" she almost screeched at that last part. The only reason that Pyrrha didn't was because of Ren who was now separating the two. Pyrrha was about to lash out once more, but not before the ninja put his hand up to silence her.

"We are happy Pyrrha." Ren said in a calm manner. His neutral expression was aimed at her all while she tried to calm down from her outburst. A few moments past with the room once again being shrouded in silence. Ren then headed for the door and soon opened it. "I'm going to find him." He put his hand out to Nora who was about to follow. The bomber gave him a questioning look and he shook his head. Nora stepped back, a little downtrodden but still giving him a reassuring smile. Ren smirked at her for a second before leaving to find his friend.

With Jaune

Jaune stood at the front of the massive statue that centered the courtyard of Beacon, eyeing the champion valiantly raising his sword in victory. Jaune gritted his teeth for a moment and he felt the heat begin to rise in his hands. He was careless. He let his guard down and because of that, he was cornered into retelling the reason why he went missing. The last thing he wanted was to remember that hell-hole.

"Oh, man the Ice Queen lived up to her name back there." Jaune flinched as he heard that familiar echo in his head.

"Shut up." He muttered which only caused the voice to chuckle.

"For being right? Nuh uh buddy. We knew once they found out where we went, they would leave us. And your little outburst during the match didn't help." Jaune's hands squeezed tighter as he said this.

"It was an accident. It brought back times I don't' want to remember." Jaune replied.

"Of course, you don't want to remember. The killing, the pain, an most of all, Eliz-"

"FUCK. OFF!" Jaune screamed and now his hands were completely on fire. Embers were now dripping from his fingertips as he seethed below the statue. "It doesn't matter how we-I felt. She's gone and there's nothing to stop that. All I can do now is move forward and start living a normal life." The laughing that was occurring in his head now had a sinister tone.

"Jaune, you forget one thing. You will NEVER return back to normal. Mark my words." A chill went down Jaune's back as he felt the voice disappear and his head didn't feel so clouded.

"CAW!" Jaune's eyes widened and he jumped a bit at the sudden noise. the blonde saw a crow now resting on the top of the statue, slightly eyeing him. Jaune patted his hands and calmed down a bit, causing the flames to cease.

"Scared me there for a second." Jaune joked. He put his hand on his hips and continued to stare at the statue in front of him. In his case, the statue was a symbol of everything he wasn't and will never be. He wasn't a hero that extinguished evil and fought for all that was right, he was just a killer. Someone who went to the extremes in the name of survival. "Kinda all alone right now. Just like you." He muttered as he looked back at the crow who simply cocked his head. Jaune chuckled at this. "How about I give you a friend." Before the crow could react, Jaune's hand became elongated and his fingernails grew to a disgusting length. In what felt like a millisecond, a small raven appeared from his hand. Blood decorated its dark feathers and it was holding a bit of tendon in its beak. Jaune only chuckled at the sight and let the raven go up to the crow. It didn't take long for the crow to flee after Jaunes little stunt. The raven flew back to Jaune and gave him a puzzled look. "I know. Doesn't feel too good to be not wanted." Jaune sighed at this and extinguished the raven, reverting his hand back to normal.

"That was uncalled for." Jaune quickly perked up at this. His eyes were wide with fear of being caught. He turned around to see Ren was standing in front of him with his hands folded behind his back. Ren let out a small sigh before stepping forward. "What Weiss said I mean." Jaune internally sighed with relief, now knowing that Ren wasn't calling him out on his vigors.

"Can't really blame her though. I mean you all know how I got here." Jaune replied. There was a brief pause from Ren.

"We do know." Ren said as he let out a sigh. "To be honest I was mad. Angry even, to think I was putting my and more importantly Nora's life, in the hands of someone who lied their way into Beacon." Jaune winced at that jab Ren took but continued to look on at his teammate. "If it wasn't for Nora, I would still be thinking that way." Jaune looked confused for a bit before Ren ran a hand through his hair, thinking of what he was going to say next. "She threatened to leave Beacon without me if I kept siding with the ones insulting you. She said if you didn't belong here, then we would have died when we fought the death stalker, or be ambushed by rapier wasps in the Forever Fall. She said that you didn't need transcripts to be here because you proved that you care more than any other leader here." Jaune went wide eyed at what he had just heard. He made a mental note to talk to Nora sometime soon to thank her.

"Despite that, why did they send you?" Jaune asked with a sense of doubt. Even though they are friends, Jaune knew that Ren was most likely sent to find him. Jaune became confused when he saw Ren shake his head.

"Who said anything about being sent to find you." for some reason, Jaune didn't buy that answer.

"Look Ren, if the others put you up to this," Jaune couldn't continue due to his teammate raisning his hand to silence him.

"We lost you Jaune." Ren started as he starred at him directly in the eye. "Our team was in shambles when you were taken. And considering what we all saw not too long ago, you've been through a lot." Jaune scoffed a bit at this.

"A lot is an understatement Ren." Jaune said as he folded his arms.

"Then tell us why." Ren replied instantly. "I won't force you like Yang or harass you like Weiss, but if there is going to be any trust in our team, we need to know what you've been through so we can help you." Ren reciprocated Jaune's gesture by folding his arms as well while Jaune sighed.

"Ren, It's not that easy. It's not that it's too traumatizing, it's that if I tell you, I don't think you or anyone will belie-" Jaune was cut off by the slow clapping coming from behind him. The two teammates turned to the source and saw an upperclassman with two others coming up to them.

"So zis is the infamous Jaune Arc." the center one said. From what Jaune could see, If the snob look he gave him didn't give it away, it was the robes he was wearing that indicated he was from some sort of nobility. "I was wondering when I would find that annoying thorn in my side." Jaune gave a questioning look at Ren.

"Ren, a little context please?" Jaune asked. He looked at Ren who was forming an annoyed expression at the man in front of them.

"Jaune, this is Louis Augustus. A transfer student that came during your absence. An aristocrat from Mistral." Ren growled. Jaune understood the frustration in his teammates voice due to their lack of weapons.

"Sixteen generations of nobility run through my veins to be exact." Louis boasted to the two of them. The only reply was an eyeroll from Jaune. "Tch. Such rudeness from the partner of my soon to be beloved." This caused Jaune to cock an eyebrow at his proclamation as he looked to Ren for answers.

"He's been trying to be with Pyrrha due to her status. With you gone she wanted nothing to do with anyone let alone him." Ren said and Jaune's eyes narrowed on Louis, who looked annoyed at the blonde's presence.

"Honestly I have no idea why she cares so much for such a disgrace." Louis walked forward with a disgusting grin on her face. "She needs to know the touch of a noble." Jaune's hands balled up into fists. "You just drag her name down." Ren was about to interject but was stopped by Jaune.

"That's not for you to decide." Jaune said flatly. The other two that came with Louis chuckled at this and Louis shook his head.

"See, where my beloved and I come from, she doesn't have a say in the matter. Despite her achievements, I still hold a greater political power. I am a merciful man so I haven't used more traditional methods, yet." Jaune's gritted his teeth when he heard this.

"Well too bad that we aren't in Mistral." Jaune growled, earning an annoyed expression from Louis. "I don't care what you say, I can assure you that Pyrrha wants nothing to do with rich boys like you." He noticed that the two behind Louis were now wielding their weapons while their leader chuckled.

"Well it will be a pity when she finds out that her partner left a second time." Louis took a step back while the subordinates advanced. One with a sword and another with what looked like a meca-shifting billy club. "Show him what we got planned boys." Jaune's pupils dilated and his body froze. He looked at them and realized he didn't see the somewhat cloudy day at Beacon Academy. Instead, he saw the clear day of the Columbia Raffle. Louis somehow morphed into that bastard Fink and the two in front of him were now brandishing their skyhooks. Jaune's breathing hitched for a second as time slowed down, just like it did before. The hook was millimeters away from gouging his flesh but before he could do anything, the skyhook, along with his hallucination, was ripped from his reality and he was back at Beacon. Jaune came back to his senses and saw that both lackeys were on the ground. Bruised, but not bleeding.

"Not even a day back and causing trouble already? Jeez Jauney boy." Jaune looked up to see Cardin brandishing his mace. The only person left now was Louis who looked like he was about to piss himself. "I hope you can listen with that silver spoon up your ass you snobby prick." Cardin said while pointing his mace at him. "I may hate a lot of things, but rich entitled bastards are at the top of that list. I suggest you and your bitches get out of here before things get ugly." It didn't even take them two seconds to high tail it out of there. Jaune was about to say something before receiving a left hook from Cardin. "What the hell was that shit?" Cardin barely yelled.

"Wha-" Jaune was still trying to get his bearings together and Cardin now grabbed him by the front of his hoodie.

"The Jaune I know wouldn't freeze like that." Cardin growled. "I thought I could respect someone who would rush in to help someone, no matter the cost and now I see that I was wrong. Your still just Jauney boy." Cardin spat at his shoes and turned around without another word, leaving a dazed Jaune and shocked Ren.

With Ozpin

The headmaster was going through a few more records and paperwork that needed his attention while sipping some of his coffee. Today had been quite the experience, seeing a lost student and discovering that things may not be all what they seem. He still pondered what could have happened to the boy.

His thoughts were cut short due to the familiar cawing that came from the window behind him. Ozpin sighed with a mix of frustration and relief as he opened the small pane, allowing the crow to enter. It shifted in an instant and formed into the slim cape wearing huntsmen Qrow Branwen who seemed to be a little out of breath.

"Qrow." Ozpin said flatly. "I take it you have some news on Jaune?" Qrow undid his flask and downed the whole thing in one swig. Not frantically, but a sense of urgency was in his gulps.

"Yeah I got something. I don't know what though. " Ozpin quirked an eyebrow at this.

"What do you mean?" Qrow sat down in the chair in front of the headmaster.

"Either the kid is a Branwen, which are the only ones to transform or utilize crows or Ravens, or he's hiding something big from us."

So that's chapter 3. I am enjoying writing this story and I hope you all like it. Just a clarification, Louis is the representation of the French king loui the sixteenth. Other than that things are going smoothly. Honestly, I didn't want Cardin to be a prick in this fic but I didn't want him to be likeable as well. Still working on that. In regards to updates however, I have been having a hard time. I don't get out of school til June and I am in the sick of it. Relentless mid terms and assignments are bombarding me and I am writing this after doing a ten page analysis on a play -_-. Did I mention school can suck a dick for all I care? My stories aren't dead, but things have been tough. Anyways enough of my bitching and I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Leave a comment or review and as always, BE FIERCE!

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