AN: HEY GUYS WELCOME TO MY STORY, REMNANT: THE SECOND TAKE. BUT FIRST, I HAVE TO SAY THAT AFTER THIS CHAPTER, UPDATES WILL BE DELAYED. REASON FOR THAT IS I HAVE SCHOOL COMING UP ON JUNE 5, AND WITH SCHOOL COMES, HOMEWORK, PROJECTS AND EVERYTHING ELSE.
"Hey Joan, Long time no see."
Joan Arc was face to face with her lost brother. The same one she had wanted to see all those years ago. Those times were over, her brother was right in front of her. But she felt anger.
Why was she angry?
After all those years. After the suffering she had gone through. She had just passed Initiation in order to meet him.
AND HE JUST SAYS 'HEY!'
Joan Arc was not having it that day.
Joan rushed forward and hooked Jaune to the side of the face. Oh, did that feel satisfying.
"Ouch" Jaune said as he stood up. "I deserved that."
Joan's hands clenched.
"No you didn't" Joan said as Jaune looked at her. "YOU DESERVE THIS!" Joan said as she hooked Jaune again, this time, as Jaune was down again, Joan seized the moment and straddled Jaune and punched the living hell out of him. As Joan punched the shit out of Jaune. Jaune knew better than to resist, so he let himself get punched, again, and again, and again, and again, and again, he took every punch and waited until Joan was satisfied. After all..
This pain was nothing compared to what they really felt.
As Joan kept on punching, Jaune noticed her punching getting lighter and lighter, until she finally stopped. As she stopped, Jaune felt his shirt getting wet, he looked to see droplets of water, tears, dripping from Joan's eye, oh so slowly. Joan finally stopped and opened the emotional faucet she had been holding in.
"Why?" Joan whispered loud enough for Jaune to hear. "Why didn't you contact us."
"I'm sorry."
"Why didn't you let us know?"
"I'm sorry"
"We almost fell apart because of you."
"I'm sorry."
Joan's hands once again clenched.
"YOU HAVE NO IDEA OF THE THINGS WE WENT THROUGH!" Joan exclaimed. "Grandfather always had a feeling that you were alive, even when nobody believed him."
Jaune let out a small laugh. "Heh, even way out of his time, he somehow still gets everything right."
Joan punched Jaune. "Hey what was that for?!" Jaune said as he saw Joan preparing to give another punch.
"That was for Mom!"Joan as as she raised her fists again.
punch* "That was for Dad!"
punch* "That was for Jessie!"
punch* "That was for Juliet!"
punch* "That was for Jaclyn!"
punch* "That was for Jade!"
punch* "That was for Jennifer!"
punch* "That was for Joy!"
Joan stopped for a second and raised both of her fists again. "And this is for me!" Before Joan could land her punch, Jaune caught her hand and used his other one to cup her face.
"Look, Joan. I'm sorry." Jaune said as he let out a bitter smile. "I know, you guys didn't fare well because of me. I know, i broke the hearts of my friends. And i know, i caused my own family pain." Jaune said as he slowly stood up and gave a hand to Joan, who accepted and also stood up.
"But i'm here now, i'm safe and sound." Jaune said. "Besides, you seemed happy to see me, at least, happy enough to straddle your own brother."
At that Joan became bright red at an instant, she wasn't really thinking and just went with the flow and let her body take control. Who knew she would end up in that position.
"Look Joan, i know that when you were little you were 'Going to marry big brother' But.." Jaune grinned mischievously. "Who knew you would become that bold."
Joan fumed and tried to punch Jaune again, only for Jaune to dodge it. "Hey! Stop punching already, haven't you punched your dear older brother enough?" Seriously those punches hurt. Jaune was sure glad to his massive aura reserves, otherwise he would have been a squashed lemon or some other thing yellow. Yeah, that was a bad metaphor.
Jaune grinned. "Or is this another one of your techniques to make you straddle me again?"
At that, Joan just stopped and let out a shout in frustration. And a few moments later, she calmed down. "Anyway, are we going to contact Mom and Dad now?"
At that, Jaune shook his head. "No, i'm afraid that will have to be delayed."
Joan was shocked. "Why?"
Jaune shut his eyes. "You know how you reacted right?"
Joan only nodded her head.
"Then the rest of the family's reaction will be similar to yours." Jaune pushed some of his hair back and looked Joan in the eye. "Those kinds of reunions should be face to face, not by a call."
Joan smiled. "Even after 5 years, you still act like that." Jaune always did act like everything he did should have an appropriate time and place for everything. Although that didn't explain why he casually flirted with women back at Atlas as Winter said.
But, she had feeling she didn't want to know.
"For now, call them and tell them i'm okay." Jaune said. "And also tell them to come for the Vytal Festival."
"Why don't you do it?"
Jaune shook his head. "My scroll is broken." Jaune said as he pulled out from his pocket a broken scroll. Probably broken from the impact when he fell.
"Oh, sorry." Joan apologized.
"It's fine." Jaune said. "Now, i believe you have to get some rest. After Initiation. You deserve it."
Joan's head dropped a little. Which Jaune noticed.
"What's wrong?"
Joan looked at Jaune. "Will you still be here tomorrow?" Joan hoped he said yes, she had seen her big brother after 5 long years, she'd be damned to let her brother go somewhere without her notice again.
Jaune smiled. "Of course i will. Arc's Promise."
Joan knew he was going to keep his promise. It was set in stone.
Joan walked towards the doors of the office.
"See you tomorrow Jaune."
Jaune smiled. "See you Joan, get some rest."
As Joan went out of the room. Joan made her way back to their dorm. As she was walking, She called her Family.
"Hey Mom."
"..."
"Yeah, I'm okay, i passed Initiation. Can you get the whole family and put this on speaker?"
"..."
"Yeah, Hey! I have great news. And no. I am not a lesbo Jessica."
"..."
"Jaune Arc is alive and is currently at Beacon."
"..."
"Yes, he is, i just saw him today and i spoke with him."
"..."
"Yes, i punched him Dad. A couple times."
"..."
"Okay fine, i punched him a lot."
"..."
"Yeah, He told me that confrontations from family and friends should be face to face."
"..."
"Yes, he told me to have you meet him at the Vytal Festival."
"..."
"He seemed alright."
"..."
"Okay Mom, Dad, Sisters love you too. bye."
Joan ended the call. Joan continued the way towards her Team's Dorm. When she got there, she was asked questions by her teammates, which she only answered that it was nothing much. Her team let it go, but judging by their faces, they were inclined to find out.
As Jaune started his trek back to the Professor's Quarters. He got a text on his scroll.
From: James Ironwood
Subject: Ventus Claver Delivery
Jaune, Ventus Claver is now in the process of being delivered, however, due to transportation i do not know when it will arrive. I will contact you the moment the shipment arrives.
PS. Winter knows, Penny knows. They both know and they have agreed to pummel you at a moments notice. Consider yourself lucky that Penny is still bedridden and Winter has her duties, or else both of them would have forced themselves out of the base and out onto Beacon.
Jaune let out a cold sweat due to the PS message, both of them were dangerous. But both of them teamed up?
And out for him!?
That was just downright terrifying!
Once again, Jaune Arc's life was saved by Ironwood.
Thank Oum for that.
- The Next Day -
Joan woke up looking at red.
Red hair that was Pyrrha's.
Joan looked around and saw that Ren was already dressed, polishing Storm Flower. Nora was just about dressed already and was eating pancakes, Pyrrha looked like she had just gone out of the shower and had woken up Joan so she could take hers.
"Joan, its 8:15 already, you have to take a bath and brush your teeth." Pyrrha motherly said.
"Alright mom." Joan sarcastically said with a smile, earning a laugh from Pyrrha and snickers from both Ren and Nora.
As Team JNPR had everyone ready, they were going to go out the door until they heard a scream and the bang of a door.
"IT'S 8:55 YOU DUNCE!"
Team JNPR looked out of their door to see Weiss storming out of their room and rushing towards their first class.
"Uhm, to class!" Ruby meekly said as Team R(W)BY rushed out.
Joan straightened her uniform and ran. "Come on!"
And so Team JNPR and RWBY rushed towards their first class. Not noticing that they passed by Ozpin and Glynda.
Ozpin laughed. "Ah to be young."
Glynda only shook her head.
- Grimm Studies -
"Monsters!-"
Joan- no scratch that, everyone in the class felt like dying out of boredom.
"Demons-"
Seriously, this professor had to be the most boring of professors in the whole academy.
"Prowlers of the night."
Ruby was struggling to keep awake, Blake had another book under the cover of the study book. Yang had used the 'Book Cover' trick to hide her sleeping face. Weiss was eagerly taking notes, albeit the twitching eyes. Ren was stoic. Nora had just outright fallen asleep. And Pyrrha was taking notes.
How the heck do Weiss, Pyrrha, and Ren cope with this?
"Yes, The Grimm go by many names, but i mostly call them Prey! Hahaha." The Professor said as he laughed. And silence only followed.
"And so will you once you have graduated from this prestigious academy."
The Professor stood straight. "My name is Peter Port, But you can call me Professor Port."
Peter Port appeared to be a middle-aged man, possibly in his mid-fifties. He wore a double-breasted burgundy suit with gold piping and buttons. His had pants that he wore that were tucked into olive boots, similar in appearance and construction to cavalry boots.
He had gray hair and a gray mustache and appears to be slightly overweight.
His name was Peter Port.
And he was Portly.
Oh, The irony!
"Now as i was saying, Vale, along with three other kingdoms are Safe Havens in this otherwise treacherous world. Our planet is absolutely teeming with creatures that would love nothing more than to tear you to pieces. And that is where we come in"Professor Port said.
"Huntsmen! Huntresses!" Professor Port paused as to wink at Yang, who almost vomited as a response. "Individuals sworn to protect those who cannot protect themselves."
"From what you ask... The very world!" Professor Port exclaimed as he raised one of wrists to the air.
"Eyyy-Yeah!" A student exclaimed as he shyly went back to his seat.
Professor Port resumed. "That is what you are training to become."
"But first, a story. A tale of a young, handsome, man... Me! When i was a boy..." And so Professor Port went on blabbing until his words became inaudible.
Meanwhile, Next to Weiss, Ruby was scribbling on paper all the while giggling to herself. When Ruby was done she showed her scribble to her team.
The scribble consisted of a rather childlike drawing of Professor Port with an en-captioned 'Professor Poop'. Yang laughed, Ruby giggled, Blake let out a small smile,and Weiss shut her eyes in frustration.
Until Professor Port coughed loudly, bringing Team RWBY's attention back to him.
"In the end, the mere Beowolf was no match for my sheer tenacity. And i returned to my village with the beast held in captivity and my head held high. Celebrated, as a Hero."Professor Port bowed.
"The moral of the story? A true huntsman must be honorable. A true huntsman must be dependable. Well-Educated and Wise." Professor Port said.
Weiss Schnee was getting irritated by Ruby Rose, not only was she irresponsible, Undependable but also incredibly stupid!
She was about to burst until the doors opened.
"And that is what the textbooks say."
The door opened to reveal a young man with Blonde Hair and Blue eyes with pale skin.
This was Jaune Arc, but there was something different. He no longer wore a hoodie. Instead he happened to be wearing a white half-sleeved shirt with a red tie and black pants, accompanied with matching black dress shoes and white groves.
This was no longer Jaune Arc, Huntsman.
This was Jaune Arc.
Professor Arc.
"Jaune!" Blake, Pyrrha and Joan yelled out simultaneously which made the three of them look at each other.
Jaune only waved his hand. "Hello students, My name is Jaune Arc. All Purpose Professor at Beacon, meaning i will have to assist in all of first year subjects
'What the hell? I know he promised me he would still be here, but to be a professor at beacon?!' Joan thought with wide eyes.
'Jaune Arc is a Professor at Beacon? Looks like this should turn out to be a fun year.' Pyrrha thought.
'I have a feeling i won't be able to live my high school life as i planned, not with this guy here.' Blake thought with a smile
Peter smiled. "Ahh, Jaune my boy, finally arrived have you?"
Jaune smiled. "Well i am here aren't i?"
"Yes you are." Peter said as he pat Jaune on the back. "Now i believe you we're saying something?"
Jaune's eyes widened. Jaune was planning to forget the textbooks and tell them what a Hunter really is. He expected Peter to stop him and let them learn on their own. But Peter was telling him to go on.
Jaune nod his head and spoke. "Based on textbooks, A huntsman must be honorable, dependable, well educated and wise. However, A huntsman cannot be classified, by these alone. A huntsman must be capable of thinking on the fly, a huntsman must consider the feelings of others, a huntsman must be down-to-earth."
The whole class fell silent.
"Now those things that i said don't classify Huntsman. Anyone can become a Huntsman."
Weiss stood up. "Professor! A weakling cannot become a huntsman! Someone Irresponsible cannot become a Huntsman!"
Jaune only laughed. "You still don't get it do you princess."
Weiss sat down and raised an eyebrow.
"Huntsmen are individuals sworn to protect those who cannot protect themselves. That is what being a huntsman means." Jaune said as he went near Weiss's seat. "Princess, whether you are a weakling, or an idiot. If you do your best to protect then you are already a huntsman by heart."
At that moment, Jaune did something crazy. He went and put Weiss at the middle of the classroom by the board and then Peter unlocked a cage containing a Boarbatusk.
The Boarbatusk was a quadruped beast with many features associated with an actual boar, including cloven-feet, a line of hair sprouting from its spine, snub snout, and tusks.
The Boarbatusk seemed to have four eyes, a series of plates along its back and on its thighs, and two extra sets of tusks, including two large curving tusks. However, their underside was comparatively under-protected and vulnerable, with little to no body armor or shielding.
The Boarbatusk charged at Weiss who looked like a deer in the headlights, until Ruby appeared in a show of flowers and carried Weiss out of the way.
"Hey Weiss you okay?" Ruby asked Weiss. She did not know what their Professor was thinking. Their Professor was the one who saved her, and he practically threw her Partner onto the field.
Weiss blinked a few times. "Uhm, i am fine Ruby." Weiss sad as she stood up and dusted herself off. Weiss looked at Ruby. "Thank you."
"No problem."
The Boarbatusk readied itself to rush again until an axe suddenly embedded itself at its face, causing it to cry out in pain.
However, the axe was not a normal one. The axe Blunderbuss, The weapon wielded by Professor Peter Port. It is a cross between a blunderbuss and a battle axe.
As the Boarbatusk evaporated, The noise died down. But not Ruby and Weiss.
"What did you do that for!" Weiss exclaimed.
"Go to your seats and i'll explain." Jaune deadpanned
Ruby and Weiss went back to their seats. As they got back to their seats everyone paid attention to what their professors was going to say.
"That Class, was a demonstration of how Grimm act." Peter started. "Grimm do not care if you are famous."
Jaune seconded. "Nor do they care if you're rich."
"or Insolent."
"or Irresponsible."
"Let this be a lesson to you all." Jaune said, nodding to Peter.
"Grimm will attack no matter what. That is why we Huntsmen need to protect and defend against the Grimm. On the battlefield, all your titles will be forfeited. On the battlefield you will only be Huntsmen, Hunters and Huntresses." Peter said.
"That being said, Thank you Ruby Rose for saving Miss Schnee." Jaune said.
Weiss stood up. "Wait! What were you going to do if Ruby hadn't saved me?"
"We would have saved you of course." Jaune replied. "Do you really have to ask?"
Jaune stood straight. "Saving people is what we Huntsmen do for a living." Jaune said, gaining a lot of looks of awe directed to both professors. "Now..."
Peter and Jaune looked to one another, before they addressed the entire class and spoke simultaneously.
"Class Dismissed!"
As everyone walked away. Weiss approached Ruby.
"Ruby." Weiss meekly said.
"Yes Weiss?" Ruby replied
"I just wanted to say thank you for saving me today."
"Aww, Weiss you don't have t-"
"But i do!" Weiss exclaimed, surprising Ruby, along with Blake, Yang and Team JNPR who were listening in.
"You don't understand. When you became leader i thought that you were an insolent, Undependable, irritating girl who managed to get into Beacon two years earlier."
"Weiss." Ruby silently said.
"But now i know better. Instead i, Weiss Schnee, will try become the best partner my leader can be." Weiss said with he head held high.
Ruby's eyes widened. "Of course Weiss! And i, Ruby Rose, will try to become the best leader my partner and my team has ever seen!" Ruby exclaimed whilst raising her wrist up high.
"Team hug!" Yang said as she hugged her whole team, with Blake hesitantly joining later on.
"As Leader of Team JNPR i declare a joint team hug on our sister team!" Joan said as she and her team, even Ren joined.
As the Teams bonded Peter and Jaune were right behind an alley.
"Looks like we did our jobs." Peter said.
Jaune laughed. "Looks like we did." Jaune said as he looked towards Team JNPR. "Schnee had held a bit of hostility towards Rose. That might get in the way of their teamwork."
Teams had to get along with each other. Otherwise the whole team was at a risk. Ozpin had a clever way of making teams, although the problems in the process had to be dealt with by themselves.
"Well Jaune, i have to go my boy." Peter said as he went off. "Goodbye!"
Jaune only waved Port goodbye as he went and greeted Team RWBY, and JNPR.
"Hey students!" Jaune greeted.
Upon Jaune's arrival, Both teams immediately let go.
"Hey Professor." Pyrrha greeted.
Jaune's eyes widened in recognition. "Hey, are you, Pyrrha?"
"Yup, the one and only." Pyrrha said as she was suddenly swapped by and Joan appeared.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah You and Pyrrha met each other again, blah blah blah." Joan interrupted with an aura of jealousy surrounding her . "Anyway, Why are you a teacher here at Beacon?!"
Jaune laughed. "Well, long story short, i had to save Little Red Riding hood over there, and then Oz found me and Glynda pounced on me and then Oz gave me a job proposal and i accepted."
"Oh, okay."Joan replied, but she remembered something Jaune said. So did Pyrrha and Blake.
"Wait, What exactly do you mean by 'pounced on you'~?" Joan, Pyrrha and Blake said as they had adopted a very vicious aura around them.
Jaune let out a sweat. He did not expect them to be this vicious! Damn!
He had to make excuses. He had to.
"Uh haha, Did i say pounced? No haha. I meant to say bounded me. Yeah Glynda bounded me to my chair to prevent escape." Jaune said.
Pyrrha, Joan, and Blake had doubts. But they had no evidence to deny him. So they did the only things they could do.
They glare at him with squinting eyes before turning away. Leaving Jaune to sigh in relief.
'Whew, Bullet has been dodged.'
"Well anyway i have to go now, see ya!" Jaune said as he dashed towards his destination.
Weiss's curiosity peaked. "How do you know Professor Arc, Joan?"
"Oh that Playboy? He's my Brother."
Everyone except Pyrrha shouted.
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATT?!"
- History -
History went fast, well as fast as Professor Oobleck could speak.
Oobleck appeared to be a rather young man, with messy green hair. His attire was disheveled: his white shirt was partially tucked into his dark-green pants and its collar raised, showing a slack yellow tie, along with mismatched brown and black shoes. He also has round glasses that appear to be opaque.
Oobleck was apparently a fast talker, literally. Even Jaune had a hard time writing key notes at the board.
Although Jaune had much fun when he had annoyed a student named Cardin Winchester.
Cardin had burnt-orange hair that was combed backwards with a slight peak at the front, and indigo eyes. He wore silver-gray armor with a gold trim. The chestplate sported a bird with its wings outstretched. Underneath the armor, he wore a black shirt with red trimmings and black pants with a red belt tied around his waist.
Jaune's Excuse?
"He looked like a stereotypical bully, and i was right."
When History was over, it was now time for Combat Class.
With Glynda Goodwitch.
- Combat Class -
"My name is Glynda Goodwitch, your Combat Class Instructor."
She apparently, had her Riding Crop with her. Glynda's Crop was a thin, black riding crop with a simple black and purple design on the handle.
"Beside me is our Assistant Instructor Jaune Arc." Glynda said as she introduced Jaune.
"Normally i would randomize matches, but, seeing as this is our first meeting. I can have one volunteer go up against Professor Arc." Glynda proposed.
"Why me?" Jaune asked.
"Because i said so." Glynda replied as she adopted a dangerous purple aura. "Of course, It's not like you would go against my decision. Right~?"
"Of course not Miss Goodwitch." Jaune replied. 'I have been targeted by that aura once before, its not going to happen twice.'
Glynda's eye twitched. She flicked her crop and a random box flew out of nowhere and hit Jaune at his back which made him drop down onto the Combat Field.
"Now seeing as Professor Arc is now out on the field, any challengers?"
No hands were raised, Pyrrha had contemplated rising her hand, she almost did, until one brave soul raised a hand.
The hand raised was Cardin Winchester's.
"Ah, Mister Winchester." Glynda said.
Cardin was frustrated, This Professor had somehow pushed all of his button in the short duration of an hour. And it looked like combat class was the perfect time to release some anger.
"Mr. Winchester." Jaune said as he studied Cardin with a calculated eye. "I take it you want to release some frustration?"
"Oh, you bet i do."
Jaune shook his head. "Mr. Winchester, as much as i like a good time, i'm afraid i do not swing that way." Jaune teased, causing the class to be filled with laughter.
Cardin grit his teeth as he made his way to the field. When Cardin made it to the field, he brought out his weapon.
Cardin's Weapon of choice was a mace.
Cardin's Mace was a large, black mace, with ten flat flanges being extended farther outward than a regular mace would and a red Dust crystal placed at the center, kept in place by four claws. It also had a button above the hilt, suggesting this activates the Dust function.
Cardin noticed Jaune eyeing his mace. Cardin thought that this was an opportunity to push the Professor's Buttons.
"What's wrong? Jealous of my Mace?" Cardin smirked.
"Not really it's just." Jaune paused. "Nice mace, are you compensating for something?" Jaune said as he wriggled his eyebrow. Again gaining laughs from the other students
Cardin's anger only increased. He brought his mace at a readied stance. Until he noticed something.
"Wait, where's your weapon?"
"Oh that thing. It still hasn't arrived yet. So for now, i will be using hand-to-hand combat." Jaune said as he put his hands on his pockets. "I hope you don't disappoint Mr. Winchester."
"Enough of this useless banter." Glynda said as she brought up her crop. "Ready? Fight!" Glynda announced as she flicked her crop.
Cardin charged ahead with his mace in both hands and slammed them down, to which Jaune only stepped back to avoid, the impact from the blow cracked the floor a little bit.
"That's right Mr. Winchester, come at me with the intention to kill." Jaune advised Cardin, who now started to strike more fiercely. Blow after blow after blow was delivered by Cardin, that proved to be a Dodge after dodge after dodge from Jaune.
Cardin stepped forward and smashed his mace onto the floor in front of Jaune, who stepped back. However, Cardin, after seeing it a couple times, already knew what to do next. Cardin held his mace in one hand and jumped up and attempted to drop kick Jaune. Of course, Jaune spun to the left and skipped back with his hands still in his pockets during the whole battle.
"Adaptable huh, Nice trick." Jaune complimented. "You must be pretty strong to hold a mace that big with one hand." This only added more insult to injury than compliment to Cardin.
"Why won't you attack!" Cardin exclaimed as he attempted a swing to the body to which Jaune jumped and back flipped on.
"Why don't you make me?" Jaune replied with half lidded eyes, which proved more insult toward Cardin.
And then Cardin had another idea. Cardin swung his mace down towards Jaune's feet, which Jaune walked back, However Cardin switched hold so that his mace would go up instead of down. It's destination?
Jaune Arc's Crotch.
Jaune realized its destination. And so did the class along with Glynda. Glynda was going to stop his mace until she realized something.
Jaune Arc had become a little angry.
Okay, scratch that. He became very angry.
And no one, messed with Jaune when he was angry.
Jaune Arc let out Killer Intent that was directed at Cardin, who freezed immediately and let go of his mace. Jaune skipped back and caught the mace with one hand. And faced Cardin with his eyes hidden beneath his now visible bangs.
"Mr. Winchester." Jaune chillingly said. The whole class now had goosebumps. This was a Professor's wrath in it's pure form. "If you are a man then you must know these words."
Jaune faced Cardin with Killer Intent leaking.
"Bro Code 101: Thoust shall not target another man's testicles, unless the former was done so." Jaune Arc recited. "I'm sure you know what that means."
Jaune slowly walked forward, although killer intent has now disappeared. Cardin was still frightened.
"Say farewell to your balls!" Jaune said as he charged with mace in tow. Cardin stepped back. Cardin's legs were now 60 degrees apart, courtesy of Jaune's semblance.
Jaune brought Cardin's mace up. "One, and Two, and Three, and Fore!" Jaune brought the mace up like he swung a golf club.
Everyone waited for impact, but it never came as the ace was suspended inches above Cardin's crotch. Above revealed a single Jaune Arc with a shit-eating grin.
"Just kidding!" Jaune exclaimed as he swung the mace down to the floor and with his semblance bring forth a strong gust of wind disguised as the impact from the mace and the floor which sent Cardin out of the ring with his mace hitting the side of here he landed.
"Mr. Winchester's aura is now red and has also been sent out of the ring. The Victor is now Jaune Arc." Glynda announced as one after the other the students that were watching clapped and gave a round of applause directed to both Jaune and Cardin.
Jaune approached Cardin and gave him a hand and a manly hug with a pat on the back.
"You are strong Cardin, Very strong. However, i see a strong boy with a damaged childhood and an inferiority complex, let go of your past and live the present, once you do that, then i believe Beacon can make a very good huntsman out of you." Jaune whispered to Cardin who pat Jaune on the back as well.
Jaune now had the respect of Cardin Winchester, Along with Team CRDL (Cardinal).
"But seriously." Jaune said before he adopted killer intent. "Never attack a man's balls if he hadn't already tried the same to you."
Cardin nodded as he went back to his seat.
"Maybe you should have let him hit you, You don't really do anything moral with them anyway."Glynda commented.
Jaune raised an eyebrow. "Oh, Really, then would you like a demonstration Miss Goodwitch?"
Glynda's reply was another box to his head.
Jaune held his head in pain. "Sometimes i wonder why you Have Good in Goodwitch." Another box.
The classroom erupted in laughter. Truly everything was right in the world.
For this was the kind of peace Huntsmen had wanted to defend all these years.
And they would do anything to keep it that way.
AN: WHEW, FINALLY FINISHED! NOW AS YOU CAN TELL BY THE AN AT THE START OF THE CHAPTER, CLASSES ARE STARTING FOR ME AND CHAPTERS WILL BE GREATLY DELAYED DUE TO THAT. OF COURSE, UPLOAD WILL NOT STOPPED AS I WILL TRY TO UPLOAD WHEN I CAN AND TYPE WHEN I CAN.
NOTES:
JAUNE'S PROFESSOR OUTFIT REFERENCE TO GLENN RADARS'S OUTFIT FROM 'AKASHIC RECORDS OF BASTARD MAGIC INSTRUCTOR'. JUST WITHOUT THE SAME FACE.
"ONE, AND TWO, AND THREE, AND FORE!" A REFERENCE TO THE CALL-OUT: FORE, WHICH IS USED TO CALL OUT AS A WARNING TO PEOPLE IN THE WAY OF A GOLF BALL.
BRO CODE: A REFERENCE TO A SCENE ON TV SERIES 'HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER'.
AND THATS ABOUT IT, AS USUAL STAY COOL HAVE A GREAT DAY.
THIS IS ZAC_FF SIGNING OFF. UNTIL NEXT TIME.
PS: MY HANDS ARE SLOWLY GOING NUMB. CAN ANYONE TELL ME WHY? I AM TOO TIRED TO GOOGLE RIGHT NOW. (DUE TO MY TIME ZONE, IT IS CURRENTLY NIGHT TIME FOR ME.)
