Hello, world!

It's me! The lord of cliffhangers and the complete asshole who left you hanging on about Jaune's injuries. Who picked him up? Who did he leave behind? Is Adam dead? These questions may never get answered except for right now in the chapter. :p

My wifi is back and running so let us hope that we don't have another incident or so help me god I will literally shoot my router. If I had a gun that is.

This chapter will be the final transition Beacon is the next chapter, I promise! Mostly in this chapter will be introducing some final and key members into the harem. Or not, I like to keep my readers guessing and on their toes about this.

A few flashbacks here and there. I decided not to describe what happened to the Belladonnas after the train crash. I can assume you can guess what's going to happen. One thing is for sure. Adam made quite a few kitties mad. And a robot. And a chameleon. Yeah, that was not a good decision on Adam's part ya feel me?

So I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I did writing it! Peace!

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TheMischieviousPuppyDog

He had a lot of names. More than he would like. And a lot more with profanities. But mostly, they called him the same as what one would call his bar.

Yes, Junior had a lot of names. But Junior was the one he would prefer. It wasn't easy balancing raising two daughters, running a bar and being an underground informant. He had a lot on his plate and truth be told he wishes he had a break every now and then. But, what can you do when you run a nightclub.

It was noon at the moment. Junior's wouldn't be open for a few more hours. And this is the one moment in time Junior got to relax. Have a quiet thought as he cleaned the glasses and polished the table. Let the goons sweep the floor and have his girls paint their nails or whatever girls did in their downtime.

This was supposed to be Junior's moment of relaxation. That is until the doors of Junior's opened ever so slowly. "Scram kid, Junior's ain't open for a few more hours. Can't you read the sign?" One of the goons tried to shoo off whoever it was.

This wasn't a common occurrence. But some guys drunk of their asses would sometimes burst in the door trying to find a bar that would still serve them. Junior just turned to the wall of beverages behind the bar and chose to inspect them until the annoyance to his peace left.

"Hey, I'm not really here for a drink. I'm more here to see my uncle. But if you are offering I could really use a drink right now." A familiar voice came upon Junior's ears.

"No way…" The bearded man spoke to himself.

"Well, your uncle ain't here kid. Now scram!" The sound of a gun cocking brought Junior out of his delusions. As Junior whipped his head around.

In the entrance of Juniors stood a teenager who looked no more than sixteen. That was because he was sixteen. A mop of blonde hair was atop the teen's head. Covered in dirt and soot, he looked kind of like the dead Schnee. His clothes were in tatters which were under a crimson cloak that for some odd reason looked perfectly fine compared to the rest of the boy's clothes.

Upon further inspection, Junior saw the teen had a red robotic arm. It looked halfway to pieces and lay limp at his side. Two red swords were on the boy's back in an X formation. His other arm didn't look so good either but at least it was still flesh and bone. His body looked worn and bruised as tired red eyes met Juniors.

A small pool of blood was dripping at the boy's feet as he coughed a few more drops of the red liquid. "Gary I swear to god if you shoot I'm going to tear you limb from limb." The aforementioned 'Gary' dropped his gun on to the floor as Junior literally jumped over the bar and rushed to the boy. "Holy shit! Jaune! You're alive and not dead! Oooooh, the girls are going to kill you when they see the mess you're in!" Junior tried to make light of the situation to which Jaune gave a dry chuckle.

"I'd rather die by the girls than of blood loss uncle Junior. Do you think you can fend them off for at least a few hours? I'd like to mentally prepare." Jaune said as he coughed again and went to one knee.

"Oh fuck, right, Billy! Get first aid right now or so help me, Oum…" Again, said goon dropped everything and ran to get whatever medical supplies the bar had.

"Where the hell have you been Jaune? How the hell are you this beat up?" Junior questioned the injured boy who only muttered one word.

"...Train…"

"...Holy shit! You were on that train? Why? How? You know what? Don't answer that. I'll let the girls do it for me. But Damn! The train wreck was three days ago! Where have you been? Don't tell me you walked here? The damn train was closer to Atlas than here! Dear lord, I'm going to strangle you after this." Junior said as Billy came back with a large supply of medical equipment. "Don't worry Jaune. Your uncle Junior is going to fix you right up. You just take a breather. Must have been a long day…"

"Hey, Boss?" One of the goons asked as he helped Junior patch up Jaune on the floor. "Who is this kid? I thought you didn't take kids in after that Blonde one- Oh! Oh." The goon said as he and Junior silently brought the now unconscious blonde Branwen to one of the guest rooms above the club.

/Three days later\

"Are they up yet?" A teenager in a deep red dress asked.

"As the boss said, We can't let you in until they are up. And until they wake up you are not allowed in." A goon said, a red blade in hand.

"But we want to know who they are right now!" A teenager in a white dress whined.

Before the goon could respond. The door that he was guarding knocked as it opened slightly for a goon's face to poke out. "Get the boss… He's up."

"So it's a he?" Miltia said as she and her sister tried to get a peek at whoever the mystery man was.

"Got it." Replied the goon as he shut the door as he ran off yelling for his 'boss'

"Why won't dad let us in?!" Whined the one in the white dress.

"It's been like three days! Why would he even hide whoever he is from us?" Miltia responded with her own question.

Before her twin could respond. Junior came rushing up the stairs muttering profanities left and right. He shoved past his daughter's as he slammed the door opened and closed. They caught a glimpse of blonde hair sitting up in a bed. A red arm was sitting on the table next to the twin-sized bed. It looked broken beyond repair.

The goon stepped out of the bedroom to give his boss some privacy. Only to be cornered by his daughters who slammed him against the wall. "All right Jerry, spill the beans. Who the hell is blondie in there?" Melanie demanded.

The goon dubbed 'Jerry' could only hold up his hands in defense. "You'll have to ask the boss. All I know was that the kid burst in here looking for his 'uncle'. The boss wasn't too happy how he looked. Apparently, he was on the train crash from a couple days ago." The goon said as Miltia raise her clawed fist towards Jerry.

"Anything else Jerry? Before I spill your guts?" The black-haired twin asked as Melanie looked on approvingly.

"H-He looks about your age! He's got blonde hair and red eyes! That's all I know! I swear." Miltia let go of Jerry's shoulder. Eye's widening in shock. Jerry scrambled away and ran downstairs. The red twin turned to her sister.

"You don't think…"

"Blonde hair…"

"Red eyes…"

"Our age…"

"Uncle Junior…"

"No…"

"Fucking…"

"Way!" Melanie finished the sentence as both girls literally scrambled to the door their father had entered. Miltia tried to turn the knob but it looked like their father had locked the door.

"Stand back!" Melanie said as she took a running leap and busted down the door. To reveal a very tired Jaune Branwen with their father sitting on a stool next to the teen. His chin resting on both of his hands as if he were contemplating something. Junior looked up with fear in his eyes. "Girls, let me explain-"

"JAUNE!"

/Ten minutes earlier\

The pain was not something you should associate with waking up. But when you have moved from family to family, get your arm cut off and take a near point blank explosion only to get flung out of the train you were on. Then pain may or may not become the norm.

One can usually say that their eyes flutter open when they wake up. But the blonde Branwen's eyes snapped open. One moment his were closed, the next consciousness awaited him. He lurched forward with a loud groan as his core muscles flexed and let out cries of protest as the sudden movement jarred his brain.

The goon stationed at Jaune's bedside had fallen off the stool he was given as the sudden movement scared the poor man. The goon scrambled around the floor. Jaune, never broke eye contact with the man until he ran to the door.

As the goon left, he was given a moment to think for himself. Memories of walking into Junior's battered and bloody flooded his mind. A sudden realization cooly washed over the blonde Branwen as he came to terms of the decision that he had made. "I don't know who's going to kill me first, Melanie or Miltia? Either way, I'm so dead,"

"Damn straight" came a familiar voice. Looking to his left, Jaune saw the man himself.

"Hello, Uncle Junior." The bearded man grunted as he sat the stool back up and sat down next to Jaune. His arms were crossed as Jaune smiled lightly.

"Don't you 'hello uncle junior' me! Where have you been ya damn brat?!" The older man questioned.

Jaune was more or less expecting this. Many may wonder how the blonde had become the gangster's surrogate nephew. Usually, his bad temper had scared people away from getting close to the bear of a man. But a few years ago, Jaune had lived on the streets with his two sisters. He would usually leave to steal from a store or club.

The blonde had gotten pretty good at it too. Back in the day, he could go unnoticed by practically anyone when he stole. That is, except for Junior's club…

/A few years back\

"Do you really think you could snatch cash from the register behind the bar without the bartender noticing!?" A bearded man shouted as he held the blonde teen by the collar. The man obviously being taller, lifted the poor blonde a foot into the air as his shoeless feet thrashed around trying to reach the ground as his hands reached back, trying to loosen the grip that the man had on his collar.

"Let go of me!" Shouted a much younger Jaune. The two were currently in a private room a floor above Junior's club. The bartender had caught the teen trying to grab Lien from the cash register when he was working with a customer.

This led to the fedora-wearing goon to tell his boss the situation. Which led to the yelling the blonde Branwen was getting now. "I should report you to the police kid! Any other person in this neighborhood would have shot you where you stand! So you're damn lucky that today has been a good day!" The bearded man said as he reared back his fist.

Jaune moved his arms towards his face but suddenly the bearded man dropped Jaune as he started to scream and swing wildly at the air. The sound of glass shattering brought his attention to a pink mass grabbing his chest. "We won't let you hurt Jaune!" Emerald said as she jumped onto the bear of a man.

"Yeah! We'll never let our big brother down!" Neo yelled triumphantly.

"Auughhh!" Junior screamed as Emerald continuously pounded on his head. Her legs wrapped around his neck from the back.

"Girls! Stop!" Jaune yelled, and if almost by magic, all beings in the room froze at his voice. Emerald climbed off of Junior as Jaune untangled himself from Neo's grasp. Junior was on his hands and knees panting madly.

"I got to give it to ya kid. Your little bodyguards pack quite a punch." The bearded man wiped away sweat from his brow as he stood himself up.

"Nah, these little munchkins are all the family I have left." The blonde Branwen replied as he grabbed. The two girls and tried to exit the room.

"Is that why you did it?" Junior asked, making Jaune stop.

"Do what?"

"Rob me ya dumbass, are your sister's the reason you have to rob people like me?" Junior said as he stood up and walked towards him.

"...Yes…" Jaune admitted.

Junior then grabbed Jaune by the shoulder and spun him around. Jaune put his arms back, expecting the bear of a man to rear back his fist. Instead, he got on one knee to meet Jaune eye to eye. "And these two girls are all you have left?"

"Y-Yeah, we live in the apartment building down the street."

Junior sighed. It looked like whatever he was going to say was hard to utter from his mouth. "How about I make you a deal kid. I give you more of a family, and you can stop robbing places, don't want to make your little sister's mad right?"

"N-No Mister Junior," Jaune said as he stood straight up when Junior got on his feet. Surprising the blonde again, Junior chuckled and ruffled his hair.

"That's Uncle Junior to you kid. And that goes to the little midgets attached to your leg as well." Both girls looked up to the two males with bright eyes.

"Yay! We get to hang out with uncle Junior!" The aptly dubbed 'midgets' screamed synchronized

"H-Huh?..."

/Two weeks later\

It had been two weeks since Jaune had started working at Junior's club. He was able to make some Lien for his sister's as they hung around with Junior or his goons. And soon enough Jaune had realized that they were good people. The goons would swing the girls on their arms while Junior was still able to sit Neo atop his shoulders around the club.

Today, Junior had gone out to grab some family apparently. Neo and Emerald as they got to meet their new 'cousins' after a few hours of working the bar, the club was about to open as Jaune was cleaning glass. Rubbing the cloth back and forth making sure all the germs from the last drinker was, setting it under the bar, the blonde bartender looked up to the sound of the front doors opening.

Junior appeared from the doorway, in front of him was what looked like two carbon copies of him when he was younger… and female. Onyx black hair and beautiful clean skin, the two girls wore matching jackets and skirts with a tank top underneath. The one on the left wore deep red, like the one on the right wearing the same only in pure snow white.

"I'm telling you now girls, that Neo and Emerald can be a little… excitable at times. So please don't beat them up, I'd hate what Jaune would do to you if you even tried…" Junior said as he sat the two girls on the booth. Jaune's eyes locked with Junior who only sighed.

"Rough day boss?" Jaune said as he passed a glass and a bottle of whiskey to the bearded man. Junior scowled as the two girls looked at him as if he were a piece of fresh meat.

"I told you to call me uncle, not 'boss' Jaune. And don't even get me started kid. These two little ladies have been berating me with questions about your little sisters." Junior said as he pushed away from the given glass and started taking a swig from the bottle itself.

"You don't mean to tell me that this cutie is our cousin? Damn! And I thought I was going to get myself a new boyfriend!" The one in red cursed as Junior nearly spit out his drink at the girl in red's declamation.

"Don't worry sis! He's our cousin! And that makes it even hotter if we snag him!" The one in white said as Junior literally slammed his head on to the bar counter.

"Girls… Please don't try to hit on your cousin. Or if you do, which I know you will, at least when I'm not around?" Junior pleaded.

"You got it daddio!" The girls synchronized as they lean their elbows onto the bar counter scooting closer to Jaune and away from their father.

"Now that dad's out of the way, how are you mister handsome? You come here often?" The one in red said, trying to already hit on the poor blonde.

"Uh… I kinda work here? So I guess I do?" Jaune said as he scratched the back of his head, chuckling.

"Miltia! You idiot! That's not how you do it! Let me show you the ways of a true master…" The one in white said as she lifted herself onto the bar. She crossed her legs and leaned in as Jaune leaned back. Lowering her tank top to show a little cleavage had Jaune blushing madly. "Hey, there pretty boy… How about you and I share a drink tonight, my place?" As she wrapped her arms around the blonde boy's neck.

It was then decided (And not by his decision) that the Malachite twins would 'compete' for Jaune. And soon enough, both girls started falling for, not for his looks. But for the nature of the kind-hearted and sarcastic bastard.

After a couple of months working for Junior, the night Glynda had "taken them in" was the day Jaune had to quit working for the criminal informant. Much to both to his sister's and the Malachite's chargin. Of course, playdates were held at Beacon but it was more of a pickup line festival than anything else.

And soon enough, after Jaune had taken his fall. Emerald had to call the Malachites about their his death. Let me tell you now, it was not a good day to be working at Junior's club when he had found out the news from his crying daughters. His family cam closer that day, and soon enough, all was forgotten about the blonde Branwen, shuffled away back into the all the girls' minds.

/Present day\

Trying to explain to Junior why you were missing an arm is harder than it looks. And trust me, lying isn't an option with the big man. He told him the whole and complete truth, and Junior, bless his soul. All he could do was give his nephew a hug. "You're a damn lucky kid. If it was the girls who found you, I don't think you would be a virgin anymore…" Junior chuckled darkly.

"That's… Menacing" Jaune said as a visible sweat drop appeared over his head. "Speaking of the girls, how have they been?" Jaune asked as the knob shook violently on the door.

"Not the same since you were gone. I think they'll be pleased to see your ass alive. Just get ready for the beating of a lifetime…" Junior said. Not seconds later, the door busted open revealing a very angry set of twins breathing heavily. "Girls! Let me explain-" Junior tried to start but was pushed out of the way by his daughters.

"JAUNE!" The twins shouted as they tackled the boy out of the bed. Literally trying to get as much bodily contact as humanly possible. The blonde could only chuckle at the girl's antics.

After a minute of just lying on the floor. Miltia who was on his left side noticed the obvious missing limb. Straddling him as Melanie hugged onto him tighter. "Talk. Now." The girl in red threatened.

"Girls, before you rip your cousin *cough* dumbass crush *cough* apart, why don't I explain. The kid needs some rest. After all, he did survive the train wreck from earlier this week…" Junior said evilly as a smirk grew along with his face.

"HE WHAT!?"

After another hour of explanation from both Junior and Jaune, the girls had calmed down enough that they weren't going to drive a nail through his head. He went from the fall to the torture all the way up to the train explosion. The blonde still didn't know how he survived that, even for him that was a little extreme.

As the conversation switched from Jaune's past to why he didn't want one of his many mothers to find him. Junior made a surprising declaration. "Well… Since you're on the run and everything why not stay here. After all, I approve of you going out with my daughters. It'll be a good way to keep an eye on you too…"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...Dad… Did you just say you approve of us dating this blonde dork?" Melanie said as she stuck her thumb to Jaune.

"Hell, he's the only guy I approve of! Why do you think I hadn't shot him after you tried to flirt with him? Jaune is good people. And besides, Jaune needs to work if he wants money to get into Beacon." Junior said.

"Since when was I going to Beacon?" Jaune asked. Not knowing at all where this conversation was going.

Miltia rushed to the teen's lap perching herself on his left leg. "Since we're going to Beacon, you're going to Beacon! After all, I lost you once, and I'm not letting you out of my sight ever again." The girl in red said as she pulled the once thought dead teen into a fierce liplock.

Jaune pushed back for air. "Miltia! What are you doing?" Jaune nearly howled.

Appearing on his right leg Melanie also brought the blonde bastard into a quick but still heated kiss. "Dad approves of you Jaune! So I'm going to milk this for all that it's worth!" Melanie cheered as Jaune groaned and Junior chuckled.

/Two weeks later\

Jaune was back at it again. Cleaning glasses next to his uncle. His arm had gotten fixed by one of Junior's associates that came around his club often and the piece of junk had somehow gotten into perfect working condition.

Miltia and Melanie were on the dancefloor trying to tease Jaune with little flashes of more cleavage then needed as Melanie tried to pull down her white fluffy scarf a little. Jaune and Junior chuckled at their antics as Jaune sighed a remembered his first night sleeping at Juniors.

Jaune was expecting a lot of things when he woke up. Feeling refreshed after nearly a three-day trek with little sleep. And maybe a full stomach. He was expecting to be in a web of limbs as the Malachite twins had somehow snuck into his room while he slept.

Let's just say. Jaune let out a very unmanly scream that morning.

Soon enough, Junior's had opened for the night as Jaune and Junior started working the bar. After a few hours of regular business and kicking out thugs trying to hit on the twins. The front doors exploded.

Literally exploded. There were no more doors as a very familiar black and blonde haired mother-daughter duo entered the club. Jaune literally hit the floor and set his back to the bar as the two reached Junior.

"I heard you were the best informant in Vale." The raven-haired one said.

"You heard correct. What can I do for you ladies?" Junior said nervously.

The blonde one held up a picture of a beaten Jaune walking towards his club. "We're looking for my brother and her son… Jaune Branwen."

It is complete!

Hey Y'all, how have you been? Most likely mad that I didn't post anything this weekend? Yeah, me too. Let's just say I had a computer mishap. Where my desktop may or may not have caught on fire.

Don't worry! Everything is okay, it's just I have to get back into my writing schedule so chapter's of Family Ties and Pantheon Harem: Greece will be a little random until I can get back into the flow.

But wow! There was a lot to this chapter! Jaune makes a three-day trek to Junior's trying to avoid family, only to run into a very angry set of twins. Junior apparently approves of incest, and even if he didn't I think his daughters wouldn't have given him the choice.

Speaking of daughters. I made the Malachite twins Junior's daughters for the sake of keeping the story easier to comprehend if you catch my drift.

And a little bonus scene at the end. Why is Raven here? Will they find Jaune or will he make another great escape? Who knows? Oh, wait! I do!

Until next time!

-Nate