Author's note: Sorry about the long wait I've had a ridiculous amount of stuff going on. As always constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. By the way if you want a visual of Jaunes outfit during the raid lookup ( daggerfall covenant cinematic character ) in google images his outfit looks like the assassin in the hood. Anyway here is the story.
There was nothing but darkness. No sound, no light, no touch. Jaune was alone now. It had been twenty hours since he began his state of meditation. Jaune was a rock he thought of nothing, he payed the world no mind, he simply waited for his soul to speak his semblance as his mentor had instructed. The emptiness soon faded when Jaune neared his twenty first hour of meditation. Within the confines of his mind he saw it, a solitary flame inside a pit of darkness. Jaune payed the flame no mind, this was not the embodiment of his soul. The shadows around the flame were what captivated his entire being. The way they danced and played around the flame, their sly nature, the way they shifted from one place to the next as if they could teleport. This was who Jaune was, he was of the shadows.
Even before Jaune had become his mentors apprentice he had been a sly fellow, he never let his true feelings show. He would always put on a fake face. Hell Jaune had even snuck his way into beacon, there was no doubt that jaune had always been of the shadows. He was a dancer , someone who wasn't content with letting life have it's way. Someone who would go where he wanted, someone who would jump over the obstacles if he had to.
Slowly Jaune allowed the vision in his mind to enter his body so to speak. It was almost as if he could feel the embodiment of the shadows possessing him. Then without warning Jaune felt an abrupt physical change. He felt his body become one with the shadows. Black whisps of smoke surrounded him and he felt himself vanish. When he opened his eyes he saw blinding light opposed to the darkness that had concealed him for the past day. This was the moment Jaune uncovered his semblance, he could teleport.
His mentor who was conveniently located close by just outside of the building noticed him immediately: "I see that you have uncovered your semblance, and judging by the fact that you are outdoors I would wager that you have the gift of teleportation."
Jaune replied simply: "It appears so".
His teacher approached him slowly before helping Jaune to his feet: " Go and rest now, your extended meditation has likely taken a great toll on your mind. Tomorrow we will test the limits of your semblance, be ready for the upcoming trials, they will not be easy".
Jaune lumbered off to his room and quickly collapsed onto his bed after finally eating, drinking, and taking care of other natural needs. That night was a strange one, he was plagued by vivid dreams of shadows. He felt no fear, but he did feel a morbid curiosity. He saw himself pulling objects from the shadows, not quite creating them more so transporting them. He also saw himself fighting hordes of grim. As the hulking monster descended onto him he would simply slip through their teeth and claws, it was as if he himself was a shadow and that they were children trying to swat him away. The final dream that plagued his mind that night was not so easy to process however. He saw a shadow surrounded by light, it was as if the light was trying to invade the shadow, not quite capture but pull it apart and turn it into light. However the lights efforts were thwarted as the shadow ran and danced away, for some reason this filled Jaune with an overwhelming sadness, and he awoke with tears streaming down his cheeks. Jaune quickly disregarded the last dream as he allowed his mind to return to its normal emotionless state.
Jaune dressed in his normal training outfit, he donned a pitch black cloak with simple black clothes beneath, it was a bland outfit but it was certainly practical. As he approached his mentor he mentally prepared himself for every situation, this was now his regular routine for training. However even Jaune couldn't be prepared for what was about to happen, when his mentor gave him the simple task of repeating his action of teleportation from the previous day Jaune readily agreed. It was really quite simple for him to allow his semblance to take over thanks to the herbs which helped him to retain his perfect memory, but when Jaune teleported something peculiar happened. Once the shadows had finally faded from Jaunes body he felt a faint breeze, then he realized something. His training clothes lay crumpled on the floor from the point where Jaune had teleported. Jaune started to feel all the embarrassment of all his past mistakes start flooding in, specifically his old nickname vomit boy. But despite the blush that was desperately trying to reach his cheeks he stayed calm and stated in a voice that was as calm as ever: " well… this is going to be more tricky than I thought".
Jaune then watched as he saw the first hint of emotion he had ever seen emanate from his mentor, it was ever so slight but it was their. Jaune saw the slightest rise of his teachers chest as he contained what was likely the biggest laugh he had experienced in years. Despite his embarrassing situation Jaune couldn't but help share that internal chuckle.
Over the course of the day Jaune and his mentor began to dissect all the secrets of his new found semblance, it was really quite remarkable. Jaune could teleport up to 1000 feet, and he could do it in the blink of an eye. Also he had the ability to store items inside his own dimensional locker so to speak. Although he couldn't enter it himself he could store as much gear in it as he wanted. Jaune also uncovered that in order to put things inside his dimensional locker or to teleport objects with him he first had to run his aura through it for a few minutes to bind it to him, this helped explain his rather embarrassing predicament from earlier in the day. The first time Jaune had teleported he had spent hours running his aura through his clothes while he meditated, this fresh set had barely even touched his aura. Jaunes mentor wasted no time in developing a whole new scheme of fighting styles and abilities for Jaune. According to his mentor this was one of the most remarkable semblances he had ever seen. After a few hours of scheming Jaunes entire next week was planned out, by the end of that week his master insisted that Jaune would be a formidable foe to anyone he would cross paths with.
To say that the next week was difficult would be a tremendous understatement, Jaune was worked to the bone. Opposed to his normal six hours of sleep a day Jaune was now only allowed four, it was ridiculous to say the least. Despite the near impossible standards Jaune was required to uphold Jaune still managed to push on. Perhaps it was the drugs and his training to ignore pain, or perhaps it was his sheer will power, either way Jaune would not surrender and the progress he made because of his commitment was astounding.
By the time sunday came it was clear that Jaunes mentor had kept his word, Jaune was indeed a deadly foe. Over the course of the week Jaune developed the ability to use his semblance in the midst of combat, he could teleport in midair while keeping his momentum which allowed for deadly power attacks, he could also use his movements to obscure his true intent. For example while fighting a beowolf earlier in the week he had purposely turned around which left his back entirely exposed, as the beo wolf lunged at him he had teleported backwards four feet and slashed its tendons which allowed an easy victory for Jaune. Jaune also discovered some other unexpected advantages of his semblance, he could teleport pressurized dust from his personal locker which allowed him to breath fire and and produce flames from his hands. Yet Another advantage was his ability to produce weapons and armour from his personal locker which allowed him to go from a normal civilian to a masked and armed warrior in a matter of seconds. And finally perhaps the simplest uses of his semblance was his ability to travel from one place to another quickly without being seen, this improved his stealth greatly.
After his week of training was over Jaune awoke from a deep slumber on sunday morning, eagerly awaiting his well deserved day off. As he approached the training grounds kitchen he was intercepted by his mentor: "Apprentice tomorrow you will receive another test, I have uncovered reports that the white fang has set up a temporary base near our location. Apparently they have rounded up a few groups of local families who refused to lend any support to their cause. Your task is to go to this temporary base which I will mark on your map and to handle the situation however you see fit. If we have not been wasting the past Month and half then you will know what to do."
Jaune nodded in response to his mentor before entering the kitchen. Over the course of the day he went through his regular routine of rest, he ate, took a nap, showered, and played his guitar. All the while he mentally prepared himself for the upcoming day, wary of the lives that he may take.
Jaune arose early the next morning, he arrived at the enemy compound long before the sun had risen. It was a fairly large building with three stories located in the middle of a particularly rocky canyon. There was a single dirt road that ran towards the building, Jaune could see the intent of this location quite clearly. The single road would allowed for the guards to see anyone who entered, and it would be impossible to climb down the canyon walls without being spotted. It was formidable defense that would ensure an early warning for the troops in the fort. However what the white fang couldn't predict was Jaunes rather unique ability to teleport . Jaune took a moment before beginning his assault in order to examine the compound with a telescope. After only a few minutes of analysis Jaune had spotted each of the five soldiers that were guarding his objective. One guard was stationed behind the building, another in the front right outside the door, he also spotted two on the roof, and one circling around the outside of the compound scanning the rocks. Jaune quickly formulated a plan, but he felt a slight hesitation. Part of him was still unsure about killing, his old self was begging him to reconsider. Just as suddenly as his protests arrived they soon ended. He saw a sight through his telescope that filled every crevice of his soul with rage. Inside a window he saw a young girl being thrown into a room by a white fang soldier, and then he saw her crying all alone. Any mercy he felt before had faded, now he was back to his normal self. A machine of pure analysis, a killer of the highest class.
Jaunes assault was merciless, efficient, and deadly. He began by teleporting to the rocks for cover, soon after he arrived on the roof directly behind one of the soldiers. In an instant he had summoned a knife from his personal locker and slit the man's throat, a slight gurgling could be heard as the life faded from the soldiers broken body. The second guard on the roof turned just in time to see a knife flying straight for his face, the aura enhanced blade blew clean through the guards skull and killed him instantly. Jaune then turned his attention to the soldiers on the ground, he quickly summoned a bow, he laced an arrow with his aura before letting it fly clean through the rear guards armour and heart. The woman crumpled to the ground in bloodied heap. The guard on patrol was just rounding the corner when he spotted his fallen comrade, but before he could cry out at his friend's death he soon joined her. Jaunes arrow penetrated straight through the guards helmet thanks to the extra force supplied by jaune's aura. the guards skull was nothing more than shattered bone now. Jaune then turned his attention to the final guard who was still standing by the door, she was completely oblivious. Jaune spared no time in dispatching of her, he teleported straight behind her and snapped her neck without hesitation, the only sound that emanated from her was a slight cracking noise. With the outside of the compound secure Jaune took a moment to reflect on what he had just done, in two minutes he had killed five people without mercy. Surprisingly Jaune felt very little, in this moment he was the judge and jury. His word was law, and the law was that all rats who would harm the innocent must die.
The cover of darkness and Jaunes undeniable skill had allowed him to stay undetected thus far, he used this to his advantage as he summoned a pair of heat seeking goggles which he had stored in his personal armoury. He used his equipment to scout out the inside of the building, from what he could observe their were an additional fifteen guards in the compound as well as a dozen figures which appeared to be bound. Jaune put the goggles back into his dimensional locker before proceeding to clear out the building. He went room by room , silently killing each opponent he encountered before they even realised he was their, he gave no mercy. After another fifteen minutes of gruesome combat only two guards remained, they were standing idly by the room that contained the hostages. jaune summoned two knives before stepping into the hallway. By this point his hands were covered in the blood of his enemies. He could see the guards heart drop when they saw him, it was a terrifying sight indeed. Before them stood a hooded and masked figure covered in blood. They both began to raise their guns to fire but it was already too late. Jaune teleported straight behind the two men, with his back facing them he stabbed one through the heart killing him instantly, he then stabbed the second soldier in the spine paralyzing him. Once the now crippled man felt to the floor Jaune took a moment and looked him straight in the eyes. He saw the fear and pain, he saw the revelation that the man knew it was over. When Jaune looked into the man's eyes he felt nothing and his face showed nothing. A single tear ran down the man cheek, then jaune finished him by snapping his neck. Jaune rose to his feet and unlocked the door the men had given their lives to protect. He heard terrified screams as the families saw him. His eyes which remained uncovered by his masks showed nothing, he threw one of the bound figures a knife to cut the ropes, then he simply walked away.
That night Jaune took his time heading back to the training grounds, he reflected heavily on the events of the past half hour. He came to only one conclusion. He himself was evil, but he was evil out of necessity. He had no mercy, no feelings, everything about him was dead. Despite this dark revelation Jaune felt pride, he knew now for certain that he truly was strong and that he was only getting stronger.