A/N:Well, I had to cut this chapter into chunks, so don't worry, there's more on the way.

This chapter, the scene that takes place, is one of the big factors why I wrote this fanfic. I sincerely hope to hear your thoughts and opinions on it in the reviews.

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Snake
Chapter 8: Revelations

"Why are you here?" Ozpin confronted the student who had been entering the training room, "Mr. Winchester".

"Sir, due to the already early curfew being pushed back further, it's become very difficult to get some time in the training room more than a couple times a week, much less everyday as recommended by some of the teachers." Cardin explained his reason for being there.

"That may be, but that's no excuse for being out after curfew, much less tiring yourself with training, when at any moment New Moon could appear." Ozpin scolded him, "I will personally see you…" Ozpin stopped midsentence. He thought he had heard something, a small sound you would second guess as being made by a small anime.

"Professor-", Cardin didn't get to finish as he was shoved to the ground by Ozpin, a sword whizzing over their heads.

"So", Ozpin said getting up, "You've decided to show yourself." He picked up his cane, spinning it between his fingers in one hand for a moment before taking firm hold of the handle midair. The cloaked figure walked out from the bushes, not bothering to remain silent anymore.

"I'm almost glad you didn't die just now", New Moon said reaching out towards the door of the training room which Cardin laid him. The sword that had imbedded itself in the concrete wall pulled itself out and flew backwards towards New Moon, who caught it in his hand. "It would've match up with your reputation."

"That so", Ozpin said walking towards New Moon. He began to do the same, the two foes walking towards each other. "Don't disappoint me, robot."

"Same, creator", New Moon said as they passed by each other. Just as they had completely passed each other, the fight began. Ozpin drew a sword out of the body of his cane, while New Moon swung with his sword. Sparks clashed between the two as they pushed against each other, no sign of the other giving in.

"You know, when I designed you robots for training purposes, I never imagined you being so easily hacked. I'll have to sort through what'll be left of you and prevent this from happening in the future." Ozpin said before pulling back and using the body of his cane to hold the robot's sword in play. As Ozpin pulled back to swing, the robot jumped, and delivered a kick to Ozpin's face midair, knocking him back toward the bushes. Ozpin didn't let his guard down though, and blocked the robot's downward slash with his sword. "I'm impressed", he said forcing the robot back as he stood up, "All your limitations have been removed, and you've been given an artificial semblance."

"Not a semblance", the robot said before pulling back and matching blows with Ozpin once more, "Since I lost my other arm, I added a magnetismic connection to my sword, allowing me to pull it back or push it away for a certain distance."

"Ah, clever", Ozpin said, "but it won't save you. Every semester I have the teachers and I go through an evaluation to determine if we've gotten any better at combat or not. The evaluation consists of seeing how many androids we can outmatch and destroy in a row at the highest training level. Professor Oobleck's most recent record was five if I'm not mistaken. Mine was ten". Ozpin nodded to behind the robot. Before the robot noticed Cardin, his mace had already begun to work its way into the automaton's back. Ozpin quickly shoved the robot away, before dropping his sheath and putting both hands on his sword's handle. "One", Ozpin said before cutting the robot. "Two", he said delivering the second strike. Ozpin repeated this pattern, quickly getting to ten, in which he dealt the final blow, "ten", he cut the robot down the center. The robot fell down at his feet, cut into around a thousand pieces if Ozpin's math wasn't wrong.

"Amazing…Sir", Cardin said, very much impressed with Ozpin's abilities, not that he had any doubt in the first place. He wouldn't be headmaster unless he had the skill to hold the position.

"Thank you, but I need to interrogate you now Winchester." Ozpin said sheathing his sword. "Why sneak out here to train? No offense, but you don't really seem like the type of person to be fond of homework, combat based or not."

"I'm out here because of New Moon. I may be, to be frank, an asshole a majority of the time, but even I have a set of morals and ethics. I heard about Jaune Arc getting injured fighting New Moon, and I decided that if someone like Arc, despite his lacking combat skills, had the courage to stand up to him, then I should as well." Cardin explained, to his embarrassment, why he had decided to train.

"Well I'm touched", a cloaked figure said right before stabbing Cardin through the chest from behind. "Funny", the figure said as Cardin slumped over on his sword, his eyes still open with the shock of being stabbed, "Your blood looks a lot like red sap". New Moon calmly threw Cardin off his blade, and blocked Ozpin's slash from above, New Moon's feet sinking into the ground a little from the force of the blow. He looked into Ozpin's eyes, and seen nothing but hatred and anger.

"I'm gonna make you pay," Ozpin yelled before kicking away New Moon's sword, and pulling back with his, "for hurting Glenda!" Ozpin's sword glowed with green aura, as he swung down at him. He held up his sword to block the incoming attack.

"Damn", New Moon said as blood ran from the deep wound on his shoulder, and his blade broke in half. No matter what he tried, he couldn't use his aura to heal the wound like he usually could. "What did you do?" He asked calmly.

"I used my aura to essentially create a barrier to keep you from using yours on that wound." Ozpin said swinging his sword to get some of the blood off of it. "I have a better question though", Ozpin said as he maintained his guard, "Why hide your face when you will die here, by my hand?" Ozpin ran at New Moon, his sword coated on green aura. New Moon combated this by coating what remained of his sword in red-orange, almost fiery aura. The two blocked each other's blows one after the other, neither giving way.

"Because", New Moon began to answer, "I'm not going to die here, not by your hands, headmaster." New Moon had gotten an opening between Ozpin's strikes, and swung at his side. "Enjoy laying there on the ground as you bleed out", New Moon said before lifting his hood, revealing his face to Ozpin, "and take the secrete of my identity to your grave", before a beeping sound came from a watch on New Moon's wrist. "I have an appointment with a certain person you may know who has gotten in my way." He said disappearing into the night.

"Damn you…" Ozpin said as he tried to crawl towards the place New Moon had stood, his blood staining the ground beneath him. "Arc…" Was the last thing Ozpin got out before he lost consciousness.

[The Hospital]

"Jaune?" Pyrrha called out to him after she unsuccessfully tried to get Yang's scroll away from her. He wasn't lying in bed. She might've thought that he was in the bathroom, but the one in his room had the door wide open. Taking a closer look at Jaune's bed, she noticed something had taken his place. As she walked up to it, she seen that it was a piece of folded up paper.

Pyrrha's eyes widened when she seen the message unfolding the paper revealed. "Meet me on the roof of the hospital if you want to know what happened to Jaune." The message read. At the bottom of the paper, signed in red, were the words, "New Moon".

Pyrrha didn't know she could run as fast as she did while she was running up to the roof. On the way, she sent everyone a quick message telling them to get to the hospital roof immediately. When Pyrrha opened the roof access door, the first thing she seen was that black cloak near the edge of the roof.

"Where's Jaune?" Pyrrha asked fiercely as she approached the New Moon. She had her Miló and Akoúo̱ drawn, ready to attack at any moment.

"Right here", a familiar voice said. New Moon turned around, and pulled his hood down slowly.

[Three Weeks Ago]

"I'll catch up with you guys later, I need to catch my breath", Jaune said just slowing done, before stopping and being lost in the crowd. Once his friends were out of sight, he smirked. He hurried the opposite way, towards Ozpin's office. Augmenting his speed with his aura made it so that he was there in no time. Jaune pulled the small, but potent, dust bomb out of his pocket. All it would take would be two button presses. One for the recording to start, and another to destroy the office and hopefully Ozpin too.

[Two Weeks Ago]

"Damn supplements", Jaune thought, "My aura already recharges so fast, those pills do nothing but throw it out of whack."

[Just Under Two Weeks Ago]

"Right", Jaune said heading into the bathroom, a towel slung around his shoulders. As soon as the door was locked, and the shower was going, he put on his cloak and jumped out of the bathroom window.

[A Few Hours Ago]

For Jaune, it would never be over with until New Moon was dead, not for him at least. "You can't run away from yourself", he said to himself.

[Current Moment]

"Jaune?" Pyrrha asked, almost in disbelief, as she carefully examined her leader's blond hair and blue eyes, making sure she wasn't being tricked. "What's going on?" She asked, not understanding why Jaune was in a cloak like New Moon wore.

"I already knew about Jack Pyrrha. I was once called by that name after all." Jaune said as he approached her. "To make a long and painful story short, after my death, I was resurrected by the White Fang just after it came under its current management, and experimented on as a base for a bio-weapon due to the adaptability of my child body." He clenched his hand into a fist, "I was given unimaginable power through many painful physical and psychological experiments. My aura regenerates at a rate so great that it almost never runs out unless I want it to, and I can go on fighting for days without resting. I know because I was forced to, until I collapsed." Jaune unclenched his hand, "but the White Fang became afraid of what would happen to them should I choose to rebel. One night, they tried to kill me. That same night, I slaughtered everyone I could find in the building. While I kept being coated in their blood, I realized that I needed to protect the innocent, to kill all those evil people who wanted to start wars and use bio-weapons on people as acts of terrorism, on all those who deserved to die for their sins. Killing a large majority of the evil in our kingdom wasn't enough though." Jaune looked Pyrrha in the eye. "I needed to kill off all evil in the world, to become a god of justice ushering in a new genesis of peace and tranquility." Jaune noticed everyone else had been standing by the stairwell. "I take it you all have heard me and my confession of being New Moon, as well as my reasons for assuming this role. I put together Jaune Arc from what I can remember from my time as Jack and what I was like." Jaune looked back at Pyrrha. "Pyrrha I love you, but…"

Phyrra's eyes widened as she felt a sharp pain in her chest, before becoming distant. Slowly tilting her head, she looked down to see that there was a sword impaling her, with Jaune's hand on the handle. Blood started to slowly leak out from the corner of her mouth.

"You are in New Moon's way", Jaune said before pulling the sword out, a crimson rain dotting the immediate area around her, as well as Jaune. Suddenly being unable to stand, Pyrrha numbly felt as she fell over the edge of the hospital. Pyrrha looked upward, blood dripping upward slowly as if gravity had been reversed.

"Why is it now that I remember that quote?" The Pyrrha thought as she fell.

"If you were to turn into a snake tomorrow and begin devouring humans, and from the same mouth you started devouring humans, you cried out to me 'I love you,' would I still be able to say 'I love you' the same way I do today?"

"No", she thought. She couldn't say she loved Jaune. "I loved…" Pyrrha thought. "Jack…" Pyrrha barely got out as a whisper before she hit the ground.

A/N: Soooooo, what do you think of Jauney-Boy now? What do you think of the character I know that at least a few of you were worried about dying now that you know the truth?

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