A/N: Yo, another chapter's out.

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Without any further interruptions, let's get started.


"GOOOOOD MOOOOOOORRRNING REENNYYYYY!" The high pitched, loud as SH*T scream reverberated through the ballroom, rudely waking the occupants. This was even worse for any Faunus sleeping, as their enhanced senses made it worse for them. Such as one blonde Faunus, who was roosting up in the rafters.

"Oh dear merciful god no!" The shock from it almost made him fall off the beam he was sleeping on, the key word being almost. Catching himself with one arm, he turned his head around to see a ginger-haired girl conversing with an oriental-looking boy. He saw how she noticed everyone was looking at her, and he saw the sheepish smile she gave to them while saying sorry.

He watched the duo as they exited the ballroom, soon followed by others. His eyes saw them carrying towels and toothbrushes, some spray-on deodorant for the guys to use. "Maybe I should freshen up myself." He released his grip on the wood, and sent aura to his fingertips, toes, and knee. Landing on the ground with a slight thud, he realized he forgot his morning essentials back above him.

"Time for some early morning exercise." Taking a runner's start, he ran towards a wall near his sleeping area. He angled himself so that he wouldn't run directly at the wall, but almost parallel with it. Putting aura in his hands and feet, he jumped onto the wall, and started to wall-run on it. As he got close to a corner, with another wall, he jumped, angling himself so that he could wall-run on the other wall. He leapt off it, aiming for a low-hanging beam. Grasping it, he allowed momentum to make him swing. He let loose, allowing him to get up to where he left his stuff.

Grabbing it, he did another drop like he did before, landing relatively softly on the ground. Hearing some clapping behind him, he saw the two sisters, Ruby and Yang. He waved his hand, a small grin on his face. "Yo, g'morning."

"Good morning!" Came the cheery reply of the younger sibling, Ruby, as she held up a toothbrush, toothpaste, and towels.

"Mornin'. Nice show." Came Yang's sleepy reply as she held their change of clothes and several hair-care products.

"Yeah, learned it from a friend named Faith." Jaune hiked his thumb towards the door leading to the bathrooms, with a line of female students starting to become visible. "Anyway, you better get there before the line grows longer." He stared at Yang's messy, blonde mane. "Especially with hair like that." Ruby looked behind him, and saw that what he said was indeed true. But she also saw an emerging line filled with male students.

"Shouldn't you be doing the same thing, Jaune? Look at that line." He turned around, and eyed it for a second. Sighing, he put his stuff down, and headed for another door.

"Nah, I'm not too comfortable with public baths and all. I'll eat first, and shower later when everyone else is gone." As he walked through the doorway, he turned his head, and waved at the two sisters before he walked through it.


"Ahh, nothing like baked salmon to start my day!" Taking in the deep scent of the delicacy, his fork pierced the twenty-four ounce serving before him. Gingerly, Jaune cut off a clean piece of salmon. As he brought it to his mouth, he slowly started salivating. When he was about o bite down, however, a familiar voice started coming closer.

"Are you going to share?" Came a playful voice.

"Y'know the food's free for today, right Blake?" He turned around, and saw the cat approach him. He saw the plate on her hands, and the dish on it. "I guess that explains the playful undertone."

"Don't be so worked up." She took a seat next to him, and both started eating. They were just there, enjoying the relative silence around them. As soon as they saw the overly cheery ginger-haired girl skip over to their table while carrying several stacks of pancakes, however, they knew it was going to end.

"Oh hey an open seat! Can me and my friend Renny sit there? Please please please please pleeeeeeaaase?" The orient teenager next to her, carrying a simple plate of bacon and eggs, looked at them with apologizing eyes.

"Err…" The cat and bird looked at each other. "Sure, why not?" Came the avian's answer. The duo promptly sit down, and the ginger was about to devour the stack in front of her before Jaune stopped her. "Woah, wait a minute girl. Imma go get something quick, please wait here." As he left, both girls looked at each other in confusion.

"What was that about?"

"You're asking me? I only met him yesterday."

"So anyway, hi I'm Nora! I…" Ren tuned out his friend in favor of watching the blonde that left the table. He watched curiously as he waltzed up to the buffet table, grabbed several plates and… Oh.

So that's his plan. I wonder if he's up to snuff?

"I'm back!" The girls broke from their conversation to stare at Jaune, who was carrying several platefuls of baked salmon. Putting them down, the food was almost enough to match Nora's huge stacks of pancakes. Jaune slammed both palms onto the top of the table, and stared Nora in the face, a smirk on his face.

The Valkyrie understood his message, and stared back with equal ferocity. The tension between the two was enough to cause a small, cartoonish yellow spark to fly between them. Either that, or one of their semblances. Finishing his food, Ren got up, and stood between the two competitors. Blake, along with some other nearby students, moved around to get better seating.

Ruby and Yang, having just finished freshening up, walked into the cafeteria to get their breakfast. The sight that greeted them, however, was their new friend staring down a ginger girl, with lots of food around them. Between them stood an oriental guy, who took out a whistle from his back pocket. Jaune and the ginger sat down as the orient put the whistle in his mouth.

PHWEET!

"Begin!"


"For a being a lightweight, ladykiller, you sure can eat a lot!" It was after their breakfast, and after Jaune's shower. The Faunus was wearing a white tee underneath a white leather jacket with the Arc crest on the back, wings folded over his body0- as usual. Alongside this, he was wearing light gray slacks and combat boots, along with black, fingerless gloves. For armor, he simply had a light chestplate, elbow guards, and knee guards

The trio of two blondes and a redhead were on their way to the locker rooms to collect their gear for today's initiation test.

"I have a high metabolism. But damn, that Valkyrie girl didn't look even half full. I'm practically stuffed!"

"Seriously! I couldn't have thought it, Nor-a would I've believed it!" Her face met a dropkick from Ruby's boots.

"Dammit Yang! I'm almost regretting letting you be on my team." Jaune saw Yang stiffen at that. Slowly, she turned her head and gave her sister a sheepish smile.

"Well, ya see, about that…" Ruby looked at her with wide-eyed innocence. "Maybe you could ask someone else to be on your team?" Ruby stopped, and turned to her sister, giving her the most sickly-sweet smile Jaune's ever seen.

"…What?" Yang raised her hands defensively.

"Look, we're not the only ones going through Initiation today!" Jaune chimed in.

"Example, me." Yang gestured to Jaune.

"Yeah, just like Jaune! And, if you want to grow up, then you need to meet new people and make friends." The reaper pouted, puffed her cheeks, and stomped her foot on the ground.

"I don't need to meet new people! I already have you, I have Jaune, and I have Crescent Rose! Besides, what does meeting new people have to do with fighting anyway?" Jaune put his hand on top of Ruby's head, and bent himself down to look her in the eye.

"Teams, Ruby. You can't make teams to fight with unless you meet new people." Jaune removed his hand, only for it to be replaced with Yang's hand.

"Yeah, sis, you need to break out of your shell!" She said as she ruffled Ruby's hair. The rose, however, was not having any of it. Like a child, she started to wave her hands around, alongside all the pouting she was doing.

"I don't need to break out of my shell! Yang, Jaune, you two are absolutely-"


"Ridiculous!" Exclaimed Jaune as he ran around, trying to find his locker. "I can't believe I lost that slip of paper, crap! I know my gear's somewhere here in the 600s, but I can't remember exactly where! Was it before or after 650? 670? 601!?" In his rush, he noticed a bit late the fact that he was heading straight towards a familiar heiress. "PARDON ME!"

"What?" Weiss, alongside another girl Jaune has never seen before, immediately got out of the way of Jaune's mad dash. "Plebian! Do you not have the manners to apologize?"

"I said 'pardon me'!" Coming to a stop, Jaune turned himself around. "But I'll still say sorry. I, Jaune Arc, am sorry, Weiss, for interrupting your conversation with…" He stared at the girl next to Weiss. Her hair was a fiery crimson, and her eyes had a fierce, emerald gleam to them. She was outfitted in bronze armor, which covered her legs, abdomen, and part of her chest. A red drapery wrapped around her skirt reached down to her combat high-heels. She was a person Jaune had never seen before. "I'm sorry again, but who are you?" A large number of red veins popped up around Weiss's forehead. The mystery girl gave him an intrigued smile.

"You're telling me that you don't know who Pyrrha Nikos is?" The girl in question waved her hand.

"Hello!" Jaune held his chin in his hand and thought for a bit.

"No, that name and face don't aren't familiar to me."

"Maybe you've heard how she graduated from the famously difficult Sanctum Academy at the top of her class, with near perfect scores?"

"I don't care for academies outside of the kingdom." Of Falconia. More angry red veins started popping up around Weiss's head.

"Well, you've probably heard about how she won the Mistral Regional Tournament four years in a row, setting a new record?"

"Ooh, that's impressive! Too bad I've never heard of this tournament before."

Pyrrha was starting to like this boy in front of her more and more. After being hounded by fans since she got here, meeting someone who hadn't heard of her name was a nice reprieve. It didn't hurt that the boy was rather cute, too. Maybe she could finally have a nice, meaningful friendship, one that could turn to love. It would be great to have one with a person who doesn't elevate her too high over their head. It was too bad that the heiress was rather upset at this Jaune fellow's lack of knowledge regarding her. Wait, scratch that, replace 'rather upset' with 'lividly stomping her two feet onto the ground'.

"SHE'S ON THE COVER OF EVERY PUMPKIN PETE'S MARSHMALLOW FLAKES BOX!" The blonde birdie stuck his tongue out at this one.

"Ew, I hate cereal. How would I have heard of that?" At this, the Schnee froze in place out of anger and shock that someone out there has never heard of Pyrrha. As Yang would say, she turned into a Weiss sculpture. Jaune started to poke her frozen body. "Hey, Snowpea, you okay?"

"Just leave her for a bit, I can take care of her." As for Pyrrha, she was elated that someone had never known anything about her, from the most prevalent things to the more mundane ones.

"Well, sorry for bumping into you guys in the first place. It's just, I don't remember my locker number quite well."

"Well, do you have an idea of where to start?"

"It's somewhere in the 600s, but I'm not certain where…"

"623." The Knight and Spartan turned their heads at the sound of a newcomer joining the conversation. To Jaune's slight relief, it was Blake. "Your locker number is 623, right here next to me." She gestured with her arm to the locker at her right. Jaune rushed towards it, and using his scroll opened it, revealing his sword and shield inside.

"Whew, thanks Blake." Pyrrha looked at her curiously.

"How did you know his gear was there?"

"I have my ways." A voice on the intercom interrupted any further conversation.

"All first-year students please make your way to the Beacon Cliffs for initiation."

"That's our cue to go. It was nice meeting you, Jaune, Blake." She took her leave, dragging the still frozen Weiss with her.

"I'll be leaving now too. Try not to hurt yourself." She started walking out the doors, but she stopped in the doorway. Turning her head, he could see a ghost of a smile on her face. "Birdbrain." Quickly, she took her leave.

"… Hey, wait a minute! Get back here!"


"… Now, are there any questions?" Jaune and the other Beacon Academy hopefuls were standing on the edge of a cliff. Their headmaster, the mysterious Ozpin, stood there, explaining the rules of initiation to them while his aide, Professor Goodwitch, stood next to him.

Get launched off a cliff, get a partner, get a relic, kill everything in my way. Gotcha. But I do have one question… "Sir, will we get parachutes or something like that?" Ozpin, Ruby, Blake and Weiss all gave him a deadpan stare at his remark.

"You're the one asking, Mr. Arc?"

"Err… never mind." He scratched his head sheepishly, wearing a nervous grin on his face. When he heard the sounds of the first person getting launched, however, he instantly got into a battle ready stance. He waited for his turn, listening as the sounds of launching came ever closer. Turning his head to the side, he could see Ruby flash him a thumbs up before she, too, was blasted away. That just left him, Ozpin, Professor Goodwitch, and the sounds of gears working beneath his feet. Then, he felt the spring pad he was on lurch.

"YAHOOHOOHOOEY!" As he soared through the sky, he fought the urge to unfold his wings and enjoy the ride. Not the time or place for a dramatic reveal. As Jaune reached the top of his arc, he started to look around for a landing spot. Instead, he saw something far more interesting. It was someone battling the large Grimm known as the King Taijitu. Aiming himself for the Grimm's head he readied his sword and shield. Gathering a bit of aura, he allowed the air to blow around him.

"Elfried: Down!" Using the power of wind, he shot himself downwards. As he passed the Grimm's head, he lashed out with his word, cutting off the head. Putting aura into his arms and legs, he cushioned his fall. As he straightened himself out, he looked up to see magenta eyes.

"Hello, partner. Name's Jaune Arc." The other person smiled.

"I'm Lie Ren."


A/N: Well, there's that. I hope you guys enjoyed. Please review, PM, and critique my work. That makes this story go round.

By the way, next week I'll be going back home to the Philippines for a month or so. Knowing my past trips, around mid-July or late July my family will be staying at our old, rural house, which has no internet, so updates will be a little slow. Just a heads up.

With that, I bid you adieu.