A/N: Apologies if the quality of the chapter is lower than usual. 24 hours of motion sickness and a headache from a fever aren't that good at being motivators.

IWEYC: Thank you for enjoying it! I'll interpret your message to mean, don't rely too much on Microsoft Spellcheck, and obtain an editor. I'll have those for the next chapter.

Warlox: Thank you for loving it. This will definitely be going on for a while.

Yome (guest): I get it, it's a pun. Anyways, going by the internet (Wikipedia, yes I know it's not that reliable) interpretation of an Arc-Angel, sorry, an Archangel, probably. An archangel is a chief angel, and Jaune is the heir to the throne of Falconia, which basically makes him a "chief". As for whether it happens before or after the story ends... wouldn't you like to know?

Let's get started!


"Okay, so do you know where North is?"

Ren studied his new partner, whose face he faintly remembers.

Right, he's that man who challenged Nora to an eating contest earlier today. "Over there," He pointed in a direction to the left of the climbing sun. "That's an accurate estimation for where north is."

"Great, it's good to have a partner who has a sense of direction." The two started walking in the direction Ren was pointing towards, the orient leading the way. "I get lost pretty easily, tend to just go where the wind goes, unless I'm flying."

"Flying?" Jaune started to sweat lightly.

"Er, yeah, with my semblance." Buy it, buy it, buy it…

"Ah, of course." Behind him, Jaune did a small fist pump. "Speaking of which, that is an interesting semblance you have. Air manipulation."

"Correction, wind manipulation." Ren turned to look at him.

"Isn't that practically the same thing?" Jaune shook his head.

"There is a difference. Just like how speed-based semblances are offshoots from semblances that give the body an overall boost, wind manipulation is an offshoot from aerokinesis. An aerokinetic could do what I could do, along with more, like air pressure and things like that. I'm simply limited to gales, whirlwinds, and blades of aura-infused wind." Ren nodded his head. As the two of them continued to walk, Ren started to think more about what Jaune said about his semblance. Then he started to think more about his own semblance.

"But there are some advantages of being an offshoot. For example, due to your limits, you can be more specialized in what you do compared to a regular aerokinetic." Jaune nodded, and gave him a small grunt of affirmation. Ren continued on with his musing.

"If you were to meet a person with air manipulation on a level equal to your wind manipulation, the squalls you create will be superior to that person's squalls. This will be the same with any sort form of air current you two can both do." Jaune gave him a half-hearted 'yup'. Ren grinned.

"Truly, semblances are mysterious." And why did I not muse of this sooner?

"Wow, unbelievable." The orient sighed. He turned around, facing his partner, who quickly turned his face to right. It seems as though the gnawing feeling in his gut was right.

"You weren't listening to a word I said, right?" The avian merely shrugged his shoulders.

"What can I say? I was busy enjoying the view this Emerald Forest brought me." His partner looked around. And two other views as well. Twin moons.

"Yes, this place is quite peaceful. However, it wouldn't be wise to lower your guard like that, not with all the Grimm that may be lurking around." The knight pointed ahead.

"Like the one that just has to be living in there?" The duo came to a clearing with rocky terrain, at the base of some cliffs. There, merging into the mountain, was a large cavern. As they came closer, Jaune could see markings on the side of cave. It depicted a battle between stick-figure humans and a crude drawing of a massive scorpion.

"Yes. Like the Grimm that probably lives within this cave. We should leave." As he turned around, Jaune grabbed his shoulder. Turning back around to face the cave and his partner, the Faunus reached into a small bag at his hip. From there, he pulled out several small, round, spiky things with fuses on them.

"Mini-bombs. Uncle made them for me." He stated, as if it explained anything.

"Why would you want to bring out mini-bombs?"

"Well, judging from the paintings outside this cave," He gestured to the stick figures. "There should be a Deathstalker inside. And if visiting the shifting sands and rocky outcroppings of Vacuo taught me anything," He took out a small Burn Dust Crystal. "Deathstalkers can't dig for sh*t."

"While you make a valid point, chances are there's a Grimm inside that can dig it's way out of there." Lighting the fuses, Jaune tossed them inside the cave, where they clung onto the walls and ceiling.

"We'll cross that bridge once we get there. Anyway, I advise you to run into the trees."

"Why?"

"My uncle won't do something half-assed, and that includes making mini-bombs with way more power than they should pack."

"How strong-" Before Ren could finish, the cavern burst into a huge plume of fire, the force sending the two flying. As they watched the cavern crumble, the gunslinger turned his eyes to the swordsman. "What the hell does your uncle put into those things?"

"That's what I want to know." They got up and dusted themselves off. As they were about to leave, Jaune's Faunus senses felt something stir. Something… big. And rapidly moving from the deepest parts of the cavern to the surface. "Crap, RUN!" Just as he said this, the rubble behind the two exploded outwards. They turned around, and when they saw what they were about to fight, they couldn't help but swear.

"Tengu!"

It was a frightful beast, the Tengu.

A beast with a build similar to primates, it is closely related to the Belinger species of Grimm. It differed, however, in two very noticeable ways. Unlike it's cousin, the Tengu was completely armored from head to toe. Even it's joints were protected.

The most obvious difference, however, is in looks. Unlike most Grimm, which appear similar to only a single legitimate animal, the Tengu looked like living patchwork. It's hind legs were thick and stubby, and resembled the feet of an elephant. Tengu tails were larger than their bodies, and ended with a growth that looked like the head of a Boarbatusk. Its body was well built and bulky, matching it's thick arms. At the end of the arms, there were massive pincers similar to crabs. Overall, it's body resembled that of a monkey, but the head looked just like a Mistrali goblin shark- an ugly maw, small eyes, and a log snout, hence the name Tengu.

This particular specimen looked terrible. Its normally pure white armor was tainted with soot, and was littered with cracks. The chest moved up and down with every hard pant the Tengu gave off. It was shaking, no doubt still a bit stunned from the explosion. But despite this, the eyes of the Tengu bore down on the two with a deep blood-red hue. It was angry.

"Great, just great, rather than a pissed Deathstalker we get a pissed version that's faster." The fearful Faunus cursed. His partner, however, remained calm enough.

"He may be faster than a Deathstalker, but I doubt he could move well with the damage he took from your mini-bombs. Do you have any more?" Jaune laughed nervously.

"Would you believe me if I said no?" Ren gave him a pointed look. "Still, I say we should run. When it comes down to it, enough rage and adrenaline can overcome many wounds. And I'm pretty sure what we put him through doesn't qualify as a mortal wound."

As if to prove his point right, the Tengu roared into the sky, pounding its chest vigorously as it did so. As it did, Jaune quickly used his foot and sword to throw up a lot of dust. Using his semblance, he concentrated it into a small tornado, and sent it flying towards the Grimm. While the damage from the wind was miniscule, the dust particles in it invaded the Tengu's eyes.

As it laid on the ground, trying to rub the sand from its eyes, the two partners ran away, their speed boosted by Jaune's wind. Their high-pitched screams of 'Nope!' resounded through the treetops.

"I see a clearing!" With the Tengu temporarily blinded, and their speed boost from Jaune's wind, the pair managed to put a fair amount of distance between them and the Grimm. Even so, they continued to run, just in case it caught up with them. "And there are other initiates there!" Lucky for them, Jaune's enhanced eyesight spotted a crowd forming in a clearing up ahead.

As the two broke the tree line, Ren was greeted with the warm sight of his childhood friend singing her queen song. The sight that greeted Jaune was his friend, Ruby, falling from the sky. He hurried over to her, and using his semblance, he created an updraft under Ruby to help slow her fall, allowing him to catch her with relative ease a second later. Setting the embarrassed reaper down, as he was carrying her bridal style, he was about to ask her a question when Yang tackled him away and hugged her sister.

"Ruby! Oh, thank goodness you're alright!"

"Y-Yang, stop, you're choking me!"

"Oops." She released her choking sister, who kneeled on the ground, gasping for air. "But seriously, what the hell were you doing falling from the sky like that?"

"Actually, Yang," Jaune's strained voice could be heard from the ground he was lying face-first on. "The better question is, why would you tackle your sister's first friend?"

"Hey, you're the one that almost groped my sister's chest and ass!" The young rose pouted.

"I'm 15 already, Yang. You don't have to stand up for me. Besides, I trust Jaune not to do anything."

"You've only known me for one day." The sound of gears shifted, and a massive scythe planted itself into the ground.

"That's why I have Crescent Rose!" The knight backed away slowly.

"Let's change subject here, what's up?" Yang pulled in a certain cat Faunus.

"Me and Blakey became partners!"

"Don't call me that." Jaune grinned.

"What about 'queen'?" He soon found Gambol Shroud's tip at his neck.

"Don't cross me." He looked thoughtful for a moment.

"Is it because you're a bla-"

"Yes, birdbrain."

"Okay, okay." He pushed away the blade. "Can't lighten up, huh? Well, my partner's the rather handsome oriental guy, Ren, over there." He pointed to his partner, who was currently being glomped by that girl, Nora or something. "Oh, hey, Nora and… is that Pyrrha? Yeah, that's her. They're here too, huh?"

"You'd never believe it, lady killer, they came in riding an Ursa!" He responded with a whistle.

"Guess that means they're partners then. Hey, Ruby, where's you're partner?" She looked slightly dejected at that.

"Well, if you must know, Weiss is…" She gestured behind her, expecting to see the alabaster heiress. Instead, nothing! Eyes going wide, she looked around, only to see that she lost her new partner. Meanwhile, behind her, Yang, Blake, and Jaune were watching with amused, if confused, looks. It was then that they heard a voice speaking to them from above.

"WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE ME HERE!" Whipping their heads upwards, they saw, circling above them, a giant Nevermore. At the tip of its talon, Jaune could make out a familiar white dress.

"…Ruby?"

"Yes, Yang?"

"Why were you and Weiss on a Nevermore?"

"…Surveillance? Anyways, WEISS! I SAID TO JUMP!"

"NO! I'M NOT INSANE!"

"Well, chances are, she's gonna fall." Ruby turned to the pessimistic Blake.

"No, she isn't!"

I can see that her hold's slipping… there. "And she's falling. I got her." Rushing towards her growing shadow, Jaune allowed his aura to course through him. Feeling the wind blowing between his fingers, he thrust an open palm towards the sky. A large updraft blew, slowing her fall like Ruby, allowing Jaune to catch her the same way. The heiress, however, did not react like the red rose.

"Put me down this instant! I refuse to be held where your hands are so close to my rear and chest."

"If you say so." Unceremoniously, Jaune dropped her onto the ground, eliciting a 'Hey!' from the heiress. Getting up from the ground, as soon as she saw Ruby and Yang, Weiss marched over to them and started a large argument that Blake was dragged into. Jaune was, naturally, drawn in as well. From a distance, Ren, Pyrrha, and Nora viewed the altercation with slight amusement, confusion, and worry. Pyrrha voiced her opinions with slight worry.

"They do realize a Nevermore is right above them, right?"

"Wait for it," Ren whispered to her.

"But-"

"If Renny says wait for it, then we have to wait!" It didn't take long for something to happen. The Nevermore, annoyed that the humans would just ignore its fearsomeness, let out a screech. Covering their ears, Jaune and the girls looked up at the birdie.

"Oh, right, the Nevermore's here." Happy that it got their attention, the avian nightmare decided to get its revenge by launching a vast multitude of spear-like feathers. It underestimated the speed of the huntresses, however, as they all managed to get away from the flurry. One lone huntsman, however, did not move. Instead, he took out his glorious broadsword, Crocea Mors. The girls were less than impressed.

"Jaune, what are you doing? Get out of there!" He held his sword in a position above his head.

"Move it ladykiller!" He swirled his aura around him.

"You stupid plebian! Move!" A light breeze picked up behind him.

"Your wind won't be enough!" His sword started to glow green. The others watched in slow motion as the feathers started coming closer. Ruby and Weiss prepared to launch themselves at him. Yang and Blake looked on worriedly. Ren and Pyrrha, having seen his semblance before in the forest (Do not tell anyone Pyrrha was stalking him through the trees for a while!), looked on with interest, with Nora 'oohing' at his glowing sword. And the whirlwind forming around it.

"Phoenix Caliber Cannon!" Swinging the sword downwards, a whirlwind was shot in the direction of the feathers. The size of it wasn't as big as the spread of the spears, meaning that only enough to protect Jaune was stopped. But the gale was strong and forceful, actually returning them to the Nevermore, which dodged out of the way.

His companions were in various states of awe. Ruby and Nora were looking at the scene with wide, sparkling eyes. Ren, Yang and Pyrrha were smirking, clearly amused. Blake was staring, mouth slightly agape. Weiss was too, until she realized that Jaune Arc was the one who humiliated her the day before. As such, she started screaming curses and swears, which everyone else ignored.

"A single Nevermore should be enough for us eight to handle. This'll be over, no sweat!" Fate had other plans. A rhythmic beating resounded through the air, followed by an inhuman scream. One that Jaune and Ren knew quite well. The oriental huntsman groaned.

"Sonuva-" A figure leapt into the air, before pounding hard onto the ground. It was the Tengu, with irritated and angry red eyes. Its eyes stared at the lone Faunus, surrounded by a field of black feathers. Pounding its fists onto the ground, it let out another screech, aimed at the winged knight.

"…Biiiitch."


A/N: Well, that's another mediocre chapter finished. And here's my Grimm version of Japan's tengu, intended to look weird/fearful according to whatever you guys interpret it as.

Good news for me, I get to relive several old memories in my old house in San Pablo, Isabella, Philippines, next week. Bad news for you guys, the house as no Wifi. Expect 1-2 week's delay worth of chapters. Sorry.

Be sure to send me your criticisms, via reviews and private messages. It helps me with the story.

Paalam na.