Okey...so something concerning updates. Just to make things clear, the updates for EYP will be sporadic, but will be no longer than one week, hopefully. Also, since we're on the subject of updates, sorry that this chapter took longer than expected to get out! I'll explain it down at the bottom. Now, without further ado...
Onto reviews!
poshboy- Glad you liked it!
- Ok I know I PMed you as a review so I'll just put what I put over there, well, not exactly, but the general idea. So concerning pairings, that's going to be a bit tricky for me. I don'treally understand the concept of writing two people coming into a relationship or being in a relationship, call it my childish mindset or even lack of experience. I mean, even if I can write decently, that doesn't mean I'll be able to understand concepts lile these, being twelve and all. I...kind of get it? But not really. So, we'll just see how that goes. But if I had to guess, it would probably be Blake or Ruby - Ruby only being there if I'm not particularly comfortable with writing something that's close to incest. The first chapter DID in fact move too fast, actually, Ia was planning a rewrite when I got the chance. Now...THANK YOU! So much for offering to help. But like I said in the PMs, I don't particularly feel comfortable in relying on others to fix my mistakes or point things out I would be able to find with a little bit of research. I'm just like that... Whew, that was still a doozy.
Random Person (guest)- Glad I could make a highlight of your day! Hopefully you enjoy this chapter as well!
Guest- Jaune can't wear his real combat attire because it's too revealing in the chest for the teachers' sakes, plus his mother said he needed to train his stamina. So he's wearing what he wore in the actual RWBY. Both because he has to and so he can train in physical endurance by having to lift the chestplate everywhere he went. (This Jaune's chestplate is acrually very heavy.)
Guest (2...I dunno)- Like I said in one of the earlier reviews, I'm not sure. It will probably be that or Ruby, just because it still counts as incest in my eyes, and I'm not that comfortable with that.
'Summer'
'Jaune's inward dialouge'
Ok Loud words
Emphasized words
Jaune groaned as the back of his head fell down onto a pillow, he held his magazine high above his face with his arms outstretched. The last few days that follwed initiation had been uneventful. With his friends always playing mother hen and being forced to withdraw from classes for a short while, he had been stuck on his dust forsaken bed. Or as Ruby had optimistically put it, he was on 'bed duty', apparently fighting off all the evil bed bugs that dared try to contaminate his bed. While he had appreciated her trying to cheer him up, he couldn't help but look bored, until...
Yang's evil glare of death for making her sister feel like she had failed something. Geez, that thing sent shivers down his spine, even if he was just thinking about it.
Why did he feel like he could be doing something way more eventful than just sitting around reading a magazine?
Oh yea...he had a tv. Maybe dust ball was on? Thunders did need to play their fourth game against the warriors. He was with OKC all the way, and I guess you could say he was a fan of the Cavaliers.
Even if they lost twice to the Raptors and were now tied 2-2, he couldn't help but frown at that.
'Hey Summer could you pass me the remote?' Jaune requested with a lazy wave of his hand. A few seconds later said object flew straight into his open arm, grabbing it with a sigh he quickly sat up straight in his bed and switched on the tv.
Summer was currently sitting cross legged reading the novel she had started to read earlier, scanning her eyes through the pages and flipping after every few seconds, how she could read so fast was something Jaune couldn't understand.
"No..No...No...N-Flying monkeys?" Because apparently that was a channel, what was reality tv not dumb enough for you?
As he flipped through the pointless channels with the click of a button, Summer couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
'Why would they have a channel about flying monkeys?' she asked.
Jaune sighed for about the umpteenth time before replying. 'Because we humans have nothing better to do with our lives.'
For a moment it landed on the news and Summer could sense something that would affect her and Jaune would be announced up by the news reporter, Lisa Lavender.
'Wait a sec' stay on this one.' Summer commaned, Jaune reluctantly obliged, seeing the news talking about...cats. Until it changed from the picture of a black cat to a hooded figure with a orange rapier in his right hand, a revolver in his left.
"In other news, a vigilante has been prowling the streets of Vale. The vigilante has been identified as a male after the police had a quick 'chat' after the incident. We don't know much about him yet, but we do have him to thank for aiding us in the capture of the notorious Roman Torchwick."
He paused the screen.
Jaune's eyes began to widen, Ruby had told him a few days ago how she actually got accepted into Beacon Academy in the first place. She apparently had saved a dust shop that had been in the middle of getting robbed by Roman and a few hired goons from the underworld. Jaune knew from experience, though, that he was a force to be reckoned with. To know that this guy had been able to help catch someone that the police hadn't been able to catch for a while, that was impressive.
When he was just 13, Roman had come for his family, the reason why? He had no clue at the time, but now he knew why. His mother had refused to join Roman and the White Fang in their race for equality. He had come with his cocky attitude and a huge grin on his face in a show a peace at first. But when Roman had attacked his mother, it became a battlefield.
4 Years Ago
It had been a peaceful morning, walking around the streets of the Vale district. Looking around at the busied streets and grabbing some coffe from the local cafes. Blake had seperated from her mom and Jaune to head off towards her favorite bookstore.
Probably buying some smu-ow! Ok geez...art. Which left Jaune and their mother to go around and shop for things like ammo, food, water, and all the like. This had changed, though, when a cloaked figure had sent Jaune's mom skidding tiwards an empty alleyway, far from society.
Catching a ninja off gaurd and being able to attack, that guy was good. Jaune's mom had been in the process of grabbing her sword until the figure removed his cloak, revealing his orange hair and a classy bowler hat. The figure that Jaune recongnized as Roman dashed forward.
Roman had quickly done what was thought to be impossible-to Jaune at least-he knocked out Jaune's mother with one, very powerful swing of his cane, sending her sprawling towards the ground and into the wall of the alleyway. Jaune rushed forward with an expression full of pure rage, he brought Tempest to his side before letting out a battle cry and slashing in a diagonal arc upwards. Roman blocked with his cane-Malice-as Jaune used the defendants weapon as momentum to launch him into a side ways flip .
He gripped the hilt of his katana tightly as he pulled the trigger to send him flying towards his opponent. Metal connected with metal. Jaune let out a grunt of exertion as he desperately tried to win this battle of strength. But alas...
That was a battle he was destined to lose.
He was sent tumbling back down to the floor behind him, using his katana to stop himself from impacting into the wall a few feet to his back. Jumping up, he quickly got into a defensive stance, his sword angled downwards and his legs firmly planted on the ground below him.
Roman was on him in less then a second.
He clumsily parried his strikes left and right, gritting his teeth as his eyes focused when he noticed even the slightest twitch that revealed how the criminal was going to strike. He shot out a round aimed for Roman's face, it impacted with a sickening, but pleasant thud, meaning he had been able to damage his aura.
He held his sword in a reverse grip and spun backwards in a full 360, poising a stab towards Roman's chest. He had foreseen this, however, and was able to slide his hand down to the other end of his cane. He used the hook to grab onto the sword and disarm it from Jaune's grip.
Jaune rushed towards where the sword had clattered-a few yards away-but was forced to do a backflip to dodge a dust infused bullet from impacting with his body. He growled in annoyance, he had secretly contacted Blake with their hidden signal a few minutes back, shouldn't she have been here by now?,
He went to his side belt and grabbed out his Kunai knife-his 10'th birthday present-holding it in a reverse grip, he dashed forward with aura infused steps. Roman shot out another bullet, which Jaune decided just to side step, he jumped to the side before flipping forwards with one leg aimed to strike downwards.
His leg connected with Malice. Roman slashed sideways in an attempt to catch Jaune off balance, but to no avail when Jaune flipped backwards in a crouch and threw a shurkien towards Roman's torso. It tore through the fabric of his suit and barely grazed past his aura.
Roman cocked his fist back and aimed a punch towards Jaune's crouched form while he had yet to descend fully. However...
Jaune was ready.
He grabbed the outretched arm with both of his hands and flung him towards the ground, his back connecting with the pavement, eliciting a loud crack of Roman's aura. Jaune finally landed back on the ground, still grasping Roman's arm, and twisted it. Roman let out an unmanly yelp of pain, causing his right arm to let his cane drop to the floor with a thud.
But Roman's other arm elbowed Jaune straight in the face, sending him twisting and turning until he finally crashed into the wall behind him. He groaned and looked down to his mother's still unconscious figure. His mother was a kunoichi, a female ninja.
Ninjas were taught in the arts of stealth and finesse, having purpose to only evade and strike when necessary, tiring out the opponent before dealing the final blow. This caused, however, them to have a enormous lack in being able to take a hit. One well-aimed strike was enough to knock them out, or in most cases, cause them to lose a battle entirely.
Jaune was a different story.
Most people would peg him as a samurai dude, but they would be wrong. While he had the fighting style of a samurai, his training with his mother had also gained him the stealth and speed of a ninja, making him a serious threat.
He heard a ribbon rush forward and grab onto Roman's wrist, Blake's ribbon to be exact. Roman turned around, just in time to be met with a boot to the face, fully knocking the orange haired criminal unconcious.
"Took you long enough." Jaune muttered, dusting himself off and walking up towards his mother's crumpled form, putting his arms down and picking her up bridal style.
Blake shook her head," You were about a few miles away, of course I'd take a few minutes."
Jaune sighed before turning to Roman's unconcious body," On a more serious note, what are we going to do with him?" Jaune inquired, using his hand to gesture to said 'him'.
Blake contemplated this for a moment, before replying," Well, it isn't exactly our problem, so we can leave him here."
Jaune's eyebrows scrunched up in confusion, " Wouldn't it be better to just him in?"
"Do you really want to take him all the way to the nearest police station while carrying mom?"
Jaune opened his mouth to reply, but quickly closed it. "Good point." he agreed with a shrug,
"But I can't help but feel like we'd regret this."
Blake gave him a shrug of her own," You're probably over thinking things."
Jaune looked uncertain for a moment, before letting the subject slide," Meh, what's the worst that could happen?"
Now Jaune knew never to ask that question, I mean, he became one of the most widely known criminals, during that time he was just small fry.
Anyways...back to the matter at hand.
'What, do you know who he is or something?' he asked, still uncertain as to just what made her want to stop and watch the news, this didn't affect him per se, it just gave him-and probably everyone on remnant-one less criminal to worry about when he walked the streets.
He could make out Summer shaking her head. 'I don't know him, but I feel like we'll be seeing him sometime soon.'
Jaune grinned 'So what? Now you're just magically someone who has glimpses of the future?' .
Summer crossed her arms and let out an indignant huff 'I'll have you know I've always been that kind of person!' she stated proudly.
Jaune, just noticing something, decided to ask something. 'Wait, should I be scared? Or happy? Or...what?'
Summer-again-shook her head solemnly 'Sorry, but with that I'm completley clueless.'
Right after Summer had said that, the door swung open to reveal Blake coming in with her classwork, quite a lot of it actually. Setting her binder down onto the desk seated next to Jaune's bed, she groaned in annoyance before falling down onto the side of Jaune's bed. Content on snuggling with the sheets to try and take away the stress of having so much homework to finish.
"Homework?" he guessed, even if he already knew the answer.
Blake nodded," Yea, have 3 essays due tomorrow, all 5 pages, it's just so...boring."
"Well then why don't you try to go to sleep, even if this isn't your room your still welcome, you can stay in my bed, I need to get up and stretch anyways." Jaune offered.
His sister smiled in appreciation," Thanks Jaune."
"Any time." he replied, letting his arms stretch out, eliciting audible pops to be heard throughout the room.
He walked towards the TV to get a closer look at the person who helped imprison the notorious Roman Torchwick. At having a closer look, you could see he wasn't all that tall, maybe 5'3. The revolver didn't have any distinct markings to tell it apart from any other gun, but the rapier was what struck Jaune the most.
It wasn't a normal rapier, he could tell even at first glance. But when he looked even closer, he felt as if the rapier wasn't...full. Like there was more to it than just that, not a mecha-shifting weapon, he could tell because everything was attached and nothing even looked able to be bent.
So what was this feeling?
'I can't seem to put my finger on it either.' Summer supplied.
So even Summer didn't know? Was this something that even research wouldn't be able to supply him with? Hopefully he was wrong, but he doubted it. If a god didn't know, a human probably didn't know either. It was just logic.
'Well it can't hurt to check, I guess.'
"Hey Blake, I'm heading out to the library, you can still stay in here. If my teammates ask where I am just tell `em." he informed.
All he got was a sleepy thumbs up from his drowsy sister.
He chuckled to himself before taking small steps and quietly closing the door, you know, just in case. He sighed and stuffed his hands in his pockets, heading off towards the direction of the study hall for most everyone attending Beacon Academy, the library. Contrary to most people's beliefs, the library isn't as widely used for it's books as it is for it's computers, mainly for research.
Other times...a mildly troublesome student with no form of electronics coming on to watch...things.
Why they would do that in the middle of a library? Probably the question of the day.
He felt his a heavy thump of metal hitting his shoulder and turned behind to see Cardin snickering to himself whilst sauntering to the opposite direction of Jaune's, his chestplate that displayed his family signal on the front currently worn out for the world to see.
Why did he even wear it? They didn't have combat classes today. Yet another question for the minds of Summer and Jaune - or just Jaune, Summer was mostly part of his mindscape - to try and solve, go figure.
He huffed in annoyance before speeding up his space, becoming more impatient by the second.
'You know, you could just teach him a lesson to make him stop having such arrogance.' Summer growled, lacking her usual cheery tone.
Jaune sighed for probably more than the umpteenth time today before internally responding. 'I know, I honestly could care less if he did it to me. He's solely focused on me and the faunus population of Beacon, sans Blake. So I guess I'll ask Goodwitch during combat classes sometime.'
Summer, although content with his decision, still grit her teeth in repressed anger 'Well, yea. But if he does that to you again I'll personally send him towards the nearest wall. Just say it was courtesy of a ghost.'
Jaune raised his eyebrow up questioningly 'Could you please refrain from doing that? I mean, I can handle this type of behavior, it's practically common towards me. Besides, I don't want to make a scene, it would make things worse.'
Summer scowled in annoyance but said nothing, obviously irritated at the lack of 'beat up the asshole' going on. She was mostly irritated by the fact that Jaune had been constantly bullied, or, had been attempted to be bullied by Cardin, yet he took it in stride. It wasn't making sense...until she remembered the words he had said some probably 10 seconds ago. He had implied he was bullied constantly back some time ago. While yes, Summer had been tasked on watching over Jaune until a grimm king had appeared, she wasn't watching over him for more than half the time. That led to a lack of information of some of his past, which mildly made her irritated.
'You said - or implied - that you were constantly bullied some time ago. Care to enlighten me?' Summer asked with the kindest, but fake, tone she could muster.
Jaune didn't outwardly showed no emotions, but inside, he was cursing up a storm for his carelessness. But he soon remembered Summer was literally in his head. He took a deep breath with a defeated expression, formulating a response until they made their way into the library.
He was about to 'speak' when Summer cut him off 'Great, somewhere you can sit so it would be more comfortable for you to explain.' Summer stated.
Jaune shook his head in annoyance as he took a seat and got ready to explain.
7 Years Ago
"Hey, faunus trash." one of the boys sneered to the black haired cat faunus, intent on making a point by kicking her to the ground.
"Sometimes I wonder why they let animals in school, some people could be allergic." another teased.
Blake clenched her fists, her anger slowly rising up to it's boiling point. Tears starting to form around the edges of her eyes. Her brother hadn't been able to walk home with her from school today, the teacher needed to talk to him about school work and how he was close to coming on a high enough level to be hunter material, courtesy of their mother's training.
Her mother had trained Jaune first, much to his chagrin, wanting Blake to be able to protect herself, but she insisted, wanting to let her brother be able to fight. It was his dream anyways.
As such, she was subjected to cruel torment as she was trying - and failing - to walk back towards their house. Blake slowly stood up, dusting herself off and continuing to walk, looking like she was without a care in the world.
"Hey runt, don't ignore us." the bulkiest looking boy of the group, seemingly the leader, called out towards her retreating form.
Making way to pick up a rock he held his hand back and let all of his aura into throwing the tiny, but hard object at the faunus girl...
Only for his hand to stop mid-throw as Jaune held it up with little noticeable effort, a dark expression on his face. "What. Do. You. Think. You're. Doing?" He asked, punctuating every word as if it were it's own sentence.
"Just taking out the trash." came the snarky reply of their leader, except he let out a yelp of pain as Jaune's grip on his arm tightened, cutting of blood from circulating into his right hand.
"Wrong answer." Jaune spat.
"I m-mean I was just a-apologizing to her." the boy squeaked out, his voice an octave higher than usual.
Jaune let go of his arm, "Good, now chop-chop."
What Jaune didn't notice, however, was the boy spinning around slamming the rock square in his chest, eliciting a cough of blood as he doubled back.
"Jaune!" Blake cried, running towards the now fallen figure of her brother.
"Weak, useless brat." one of the other boys mocked. Kicking his ribs and stuffing his hands in his pockets, sauntering of with the rest of the group.
"Have fun being useless, faunus lover." the leader called out.
Blake looked with pure, unbridled rage at the retreating forms, but payed them almost no heed as she looked over Jaune's chest, finding a large gash where the rock had struck first. Bruisings along the side of his torso and his ribs.
"Sorry Blake, couldn't beat em." Jaune grinned sheepishly.
Blake looked at Jaune with soft eyes," You idiot," she muttered," You realize you've just put yourself in as a target for all the bullies at our school right?" she asked uncertainly. 'All because of you' a voice inside her head reminded her.
"Doesn't matter, as long as your not being teased I'm good." Jaune stated cheerfully, but bit back a groan when he remembered the extent of his injuries.
Blake smiled," Come on hero boy, mom can heal these up in a jiff." Blake said, pulling Jaune's arm up to rest on her shoulder as they walked towards the direction of their house.
'After that I apparently was the person all the school bullies had targeted until our mom had announced we were moving to a different house.' Jaune finished.
Summer was silent through the whole explanation, she knew he didn't need her pity, but she couldn't help but give it. He had put up with bullying for quite some time, yet he played it off like it was nothing. Surely he had felt a bit offended at what they had all said? But she decided to let the subject go, trying to focus on the reason they had came here in the first place.
BOOOOM!
Thunder sounded throughout the extent of the Beacon library, and only then had Jaune and Summer noticed that they were alone.
Summer jumped out of Jaune's mind and made herself visible, slowly walking up towards the rain covered window.
'Summer? What's wrong?' Jaune asked.
She used her hand to gesture for him to stand next to her, he obliged with a confused expression...which all went out of the door when he laid eyes upon what was outside of Beacon academy. A figure, or more importantly...
The vigilante.
AN: OOOOOO! This chapter was quite a doozy, seriously, it took me 3 days to write without losing my train of thought and becoming light headed. Plus the fact that we had finals to study for, I know I said I had finals a few weeks ago, but those were for the state. The one's we're doing right now are specifically for school only, and basically determine wether I get an A or B. As for the vigilante, that's going to be an OC, actually. This chapter was more of getting a little bit of insight in the littler parts of Jaune's life, getting attacked by Roman and being a main target for bullying. The ending was kind of rushed, sorry my mind was getting thrown out and I was becoming light headed for some reason... Anyways...
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