The next paragraphs in the past will be long and uneasy to read when SIN's voice would be like this. Sorry 'bout that but I mainly want this chapter's first half to be an understanding of the history I'm going with. Some of the history of the RWBY storyline, I guess. I'm going to focus more on the other fanfic, A Past And The Future, since I'm done with this volume.

Ultimate Kuuga: He's a fucking idiot to mess with Velvet to begin his crap then mah boy Jaune. So might as well make a comeback harder than just a threat not to mess with his friends.

Jack Lycan: Thank you. I wished I could make a small summary about it so that you guys don't need to read it buuutt I did change a few chapters significantly. Sorry about that.

Discard205: Well wait no more.

ERROR SANS: ...Dude, this ain't hentai. Although, nice foreshadowing(or prediction of the future) there. Slap ya on the back like a team player.

epic insanity666: Mmm. Action good but not a nice rebooted story.

Warning: I do not own RWBY or Prototype. Respective owners are acknowledged.

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Chapter 13: The Falling And Return

Jaune was still in aghast at the moving entity, the black skeletal hand twitching. Instead of looking into the seawater's reflection, Arc could already feel its cold, creepy finger tips scratching his face. Mercer was also at awe and in fear at the monstrosity that had popped out. The hand swiped around his left cheek gently but harrowingly, "H-Hey, Alex. I can't..I can't go back like this!"

"Yeah, no shit. Try pulling it out of you! Or..Or shove it back in!"

"I'm. incapable! OF! DOING SO!" Jaune used both of his hands to separate it from him but failed miserably. It was still stuck to him and it went wild, enraged by his attempt to get rid of it. Arc growled in pain, as if he was being mind-controlled with a dagger through his brain. "GAAARRGH! AAARRGH! GNH! AAAARRRRGGH!"

"Fuck, nevermind then. We'll just go back to Beacon as soon as possible. To my office. We'll figure this together, remember! Alrig-?!" Jaune ran off on the water away from the shore and Alex, who was amazed. His speed suddenly became too fast for him to track and Jaune was once weaker than him before, even without any forms or abilities. "W-Whoa."

"..erce..aune!..." Muffled voices came from behind, Alex found the familiarity as they were Ruby, Pyrrha, Ren and Blake calling out for them. "Professor Mercer!...H-Hey, isn't that him? Professor! Over here!" They spotted him at the shore and they sprinted towards him. Alex muttered before lightly karate-chopping Pyrrha on the head, "Nikos..I said doctor!"

"O-Ow! I'm sorry...!" Nikos cried, rubbing her head while Yang asked. "Where's Jaune?"

"H-He's gone."

"What?!" Gasped the youngsters as Alex went on. "He left because of a-a-an issue, alright? Something he would also want kept secret as well!"

"But why would he keep so much from us?" Pyrrha demanded an answer from him before he get them to settle, "I-I-"

"After all that had happened from yesterday till now, he still can't trust us?!" Ren tightened his grip. "No, you don't understand. He's-"

"Some friends we turned out to be. All we ever want to do for him is help, get him to be one of us and more to come-?" Blake was cut off by Mercer's flare, "BECAUSE THAT THING! What made him undid his whole town was because of that thing, THAT SECRET. A secret both of us aren't ready to share! And you all should be feeling happy, patting yourselves on the backs and taking a nice sip of your soft drink or beer! With your secrets still hidden beneath!"

"Yo-You're-!..." Belladonna was awestruck, with no words to counter his sentence nor any courage against his fury. "Right, right?! *sigh* I thought it could've all gotten smooth if we left as it turned out to be. Guess I'm hoping for too much."

"You knew?! You knew that..whatever happened to him, and you didn't do anything about it?"

"I'M NOT SHERLOCK HOLMES, XIAO LONG! I did all I could for someone who's got me through a lot from my orphan days to the betrayal of my sister, the escape of my own wo..hometown and much, heh, MUCH more! I just want him to have the same. Damn. Remedy. I want him to fulfil his dreams instead of suffering for eternity! I've let that gone on for too long, you dumb BITCH!"

"What did you called me?!" Xiao Long yelled, readied to throw down. Both had their Auras released, orange and yellow were fighting one another for expanse.

"That's enough! Arguing won't do us any good. Can't we get to him from here? Where did he run off?" Blake indicated while Mercer sighed. "He's not easy to find. He just ran across the sea."

"Is that all? Then I'll just run about and get hi-" Ruby said before he instantly had his forearm nearly pulverise her face into a bloody mess by an inch. She could not react fast enough without her Semblance as he stopped to demonstrate his quicker movement, "This is what his speed had overcame. I know you're faster than that, Ruby Rose, but that Semblance won't do at all with what he's capable of. I could have told you where he would be or hell, get there myself. But he's afraid now. He's broken via nostalgia. And both memories and present don't mix when there's just too much given off within two days, right?"

"Then what'd you expect us to do? Let go of our leader? We can't do nothing!" Nikos argued.

"I'll find him, alright!?..I'll find him. Just get back to the bloody Bullhead." As they heeded their senior's words, he whispered, looking far into the sea. "Fucking bastard locked me out of the Hive Mind from locating his whereabouts again...Fuck."

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Two years ago, back in the military basement:

Alex was sitting on a wooden chair, waiting for Jaune or whatever it was' awakening. As Jaune got up, still had his left eye stabbed and wounded, his right pupil still red and his mouth muttered the same demonic voice but with the correct condition of light skin tonnes and visible veins, SIN came to find himself caged in the white-padded room for the insane.

"Took me a while to find him because of you. And don't even bother digging out through the pads. Reinforced with a titanium alloy strong enough even I'm amazed. Surprised Atlas would build temporary cells this heavily."

"Hehehehahaha! Man~, what a sneaky little fucker, you. You're lucky Jaune's mind resistance kicked up a notch at a recovery state. Cause I could've cleave that arm of yours and give you a violent self-prostate exam within the very second I step out of this field. Then again, diminish this field."

"So you must be the thing that was controlling Jaune, some ghost? Or maybe his split personality. Either or, he wouldn't go dark like that, killing everyone in the city so, you're probably going to die for that."

"Is that so? Ha! I-..Wait, what do you mean 'probably'?"

"See, I don't know if I can kill someone's other personality. I tried firing bullets into Jaune's head to kill you but, guess it didn't work out."

"Tch! No wonder there was that annoying sharp pain hitting me...But do you really think you're able to kill me like THAT?!"

"Let's find out with the other eye." Alex reformed his uchigatana, preparing to slice SIN blind. SIN sweatdropped, "W-Wait, haha, I'm joking! I'm joking!"

"Can you not?"

"Sure, *whisper* dirtbag..."

"Alrighty then. Let's go with the problem where I got disrupted from my sleep, the Hive Mind going hay-wire, something had..awoken. And the epicentre, the source, the reason to so came from Jaune. And I'm sure you, not Jaune, have something to do with it." Alex sat back down, recalculating the detail with SIN resting his head with his knuckles, still smiling devilishly. "So, what kind of identity disorder sickness that gives Jaune immense physical attributes, a skeleton arm that disintegrates by touch and such a personality that the Devil would throw away all that he was doing to punish such sinner with much focus? What are you?"

"That's quite easy, Alex, if you were to truly believe what I said. I am his demons."

"Demons?"

"That's what they call it, right? Demons who tempt people to sin, with murderous intent, into such..CHAOS. Sometimes, humans call them psychological demons when they're just monsters. And all beings have those, even angels. Like Grimms, being ferocious, instinctive, naked, cold-hearted, obscure but only bestowed upon birth, within the living being. They are the monsters that make you wanna FUCK UP those who oppose you, who puts you to shame, who defy you. Bottled up sense of hatred, instinct, a sense that will drive them mad, to wanting to clip their entire nails off, getting them all WILD up to bite through their flesh and eyeballs..THAT'S the ONLY true purpose of the people's monsters. To hold ALL of their rage, misery and AGONY, all of their darkest thoughts, secrets, wants and sins. And when their stress levels have reached the max. When they finally snap," SIN got up, releasing his grip as if they were meant to be explosions.

"Poof! Spoosh! Splash-hehehe..Least one of their nagging family members die by their hands. But I still don't get why they'd say that's just being mad! Even calling it stupid. It's doing what's right for your heartache, what's called FREEDOM. Remember Eve and the apple? She was just curious, and poor Adam ate it to prove he would go against God's word for her cunt. Fucking cuck..I could go over the definition of everyone's Guardians but, let's be honest here. Guardians are no match to monsters after what we've seen, aren't they? Cause, hehe, the thought of them trying to be good and divine, mehehehe..To THINK that humans can be that guilty and pure?! PFFHOHOHAHahaha! *sniff* Ah *sniff* Ahhhahahh...*inhale* But unlike the regular monsters that does all that sorts, I am not what drives him to do worse sins than normal!"

"Worse sins than normal? You saying that he sins as well? That goodie two shoes?"

"I'm basically saying that I AM HIS SIN! A sin God would be soo disappointed with his own mistake in making humanity a BITCH!...I think it's better that I tell you, enlighten you, give you all you need to know so that you can get the schtick more understandable, yeah? This has nothing much to do with the Bible's saying, not at all because what I'm saying is none other than the truth. During the Big Bang, there were three angels born from their papa, Azrael, Samael, Michael and God. Azrael, the Angel of Death, the Grim Reaper, is suppose to kill the elders for dying an old age or the young for being bastards who gets themselves into suicidal trouble or are ~lovey-dovey~ to save their loved ones. Samael, the Seraphim, Light-Bringer, Morningstar, is suppose to separate evil from good! Michael, however, is the Saint, Archangel, *heroic voice* Almighty Banisheeerrr! To banish those lost souls with overwhelming and uncontrollable darkness within them to Hell. Darkness Samael can't save soon-to-be-sinners from."

"All of that is for those who do good to make peace in Heaven. And the rest suffer in blissful HELL. But poor old Samael fell and that's a fact to uphold. Although his fall, his disgrace had not come from a thorough sin of envy to take over God's throne, but his pride to rebel against God for fighting for humanity's free will. Firstly saving Christ, when he talk with him as a disguised mortal once, warning him about being crucified to the cross for being the Messiah. He wanted him to rebel, fight back to the extent of slaughter for believing in God so much with his life! A good man, good man! And all Jesus had to do was shake his hand..No he didn't. His answers got him questioning, why would he not accept his help of power at a no-win situation? What's so wrong about more rebellion against the Templars? Why wouldn't he be mad at his supporters for doing nothing about his crucification? Why would the Templars detest him? Why would they? All these questions are, hmmhmm~, very reasonable, aren't they, Alex?"

"..Yeah." Mercer scoffed.

"Yet, even after that centaur clustered the Man on the Cross into one sole-being, while the message of Jesus to understand God's love was still spreading and all the Jesus from the multiverse combined into one as God's child, Samael can't understand the baptism and prays so far to realising! Why would humanity imprison one another into high ranks like kings and low stature like peasants? Why is there conflict? Why did God, the creator of everything, put such conflict into fate? I'm telling ya, hoho~, Samael don't know one BIT of his lies. He pleaded thy Lord, on his knees, for the world to be free! To grant divine peace with no sense of enslavement, of bloodshed, nothing! To be separated from the darkness within them, the monsters that they had when God's suppose to be their creator. Suppose to be the one doing good but making an endless cycle of people's evil and torment! He wanted God to end the non-ending starvation and fights. The wars and dictation GONE. Did it work out, you ask? Eeehh, it all ended with a slap to his face. THAT'S where things got kinky!"

"The tempter got other weaker, more miserable angels to fight against his father, only to be foiled by his retarded brother, Michael, who had yet to see the truth. And the middle is history. Lucifer banished to Hell, fell from grace, yadiyadayada, extra information since I detest misinterpretation: sinners are called demons; and demons are fallen angels who first earned their divinity before the fall. THEN, the Second War came after Satan rose back up to Heaven with more fallen angels on his side with his new-found powers from Hell and the sinners' sins. Don't look more heroic than monstrous to the kids."

"The sins themselves..corrupting the Devil even further. Making him the presumed villain in the Bible."

"Very good, Mercer! I should pat on your back right now-NNRGH! Pffhahahaha!" SIN clapped his hands proudly while walking towards Alex, only to get electrocuted by the force field and laugh out loud. "*sigh* Silly me. Good news is! The prince of darkness lost again! The bad news is..Michael knows. A good o' pulling out his right wing just to poison him with the sins, reminding him of what God had been doing the entire time. An unneeded cycle of forcing out evil from more potential sinners who he had been making for eternity. God was keeping the secret behind his own kids' purpose of good. Peace or an endless torment? A world of shining hope or psychopathic misery? Yet, he had started to feel like some pawn. Some machine. That runs on evil for evil."

"And the many more sinners he had to banish, the more he hesitated of taking away the life of unfairness, of inequality, a lack of 'Justice'. Justice he so richly served..Justice that finally doubted him. 'Why waste such effort in keeping lives safe when they are a threat to themselves in the end? They're all a lie!' said Michael! 'Might as well banish them ALL to Hell! Screw it, eradicate them all!' That, he did, understanding that ALL lives are not worth saving-NO MORE! Hehehahahaha! *inhale* Admit it, Mercer. It is marvellous for the goodie two-shoes to go dark, right? Hahahahahaha!"

"And that's how the hero fall, huh?"

"Yep. Poor bastard but still a pile of incest, shit-eating grinning BASTARD."

"However, does this have anything to do with the current situation?"

"Let's see here, shared origins fits the religion told, bare difference in personalities and attitudes, seems about right, doesn't it Samael?" The story SIN had been bragging about was mysterious then what he brought in was even more peculiar for Mercer, "Me and him? You take 'out of your mind' to a whole new level, you know."

"There's no denying it, Al. Satan and Mikey made one final struggle right after the Second War, as the path from Heaven to the living world was going unstable. Timelines changed, dimensions randomised, rebirths gone wrong. One so happened to born here, in the Original, young-ed into a college boy now whereas the other, eehh, got sent to somewhere boring, as a Gentek scientist. Heh! You know who that is, aye?"

"Me."

"Ding, ding, ding! Right answer! And you, Mercer, have proven how much you'd make your own sins to stop ALL of humanity's sins from ever happening the same way as before. And those sins drove you forward for world peace yet you've been rejected! Sounds familiar aye, LUCIFER?"

"So, I'm basically the Devil. And since I'm just that important, someone like Jaune should be, shouldn't he? Trying to be heroic, a Saviour. Power to break Quantum physics. The 'Almighty Banisher's' reincarnate? And why did they fight when they realise that they're on the same side?"

"EEEEXACTLY! FYI: The 'Almighty' thing's an exaggeration. Michael's a kind, self-less boy, who wants to make sure the world's a better place, protecting it from the bad guys in humanity, keeping children's smiles. He wants to make the best of his existence for his own creator's contentment in being the hero. The Banisher. A COMPLETE WASTE OF TALENT, based on saving poor fools who are garbage to begin with, to fall so far and so low. With Jaune dreaming about being a hero for others and the recent incidents where even putting the worst of the worst in bars still don't stop them from abusing him, I'm sure he'd understand that there's no point staying Supes or Bats-y, right? Get the blood spilling, for fuck's sake!"

"So that's going to happen, Jaune's gonna go stone cold?"

"He might, he should or maybe not!" SIN shrugged his shoulders, giving a clueless frown before being serious. "Arc's questionable at the matter when history's still unfolding and the future of both Samael and Michael's still unknown, Alexander, even from my intellect."

"And what about Azrael?"

"Deader than Future Gohan's face in the mud. Hell, there's even an actual torment tougher than her own purpose! *sniff* I already missed her! Hoo, it hit me harder than 9/11!"

"Jesus..Reincarnations, huh? Okay, then this weapon has to do with something as well?" Alex moulded out the katana from his viral body, holding it horizontally for SIN to inspect. All he did was laugh more, "Aaahhhahahaha! I should've pointed about that sooner! But yeah! Heheh! Yes, it is link to all of this as well. Remember Azrael? Ahh, that whore's not only got the looks, the eyes, grRGRRMph nice tits and ass by the way but she's no bimbo! She has a 'fetish' for weaponry, beginning her blacksmith career to create weapons to kill anyone! Sometimes she gets inspired by others like this Japan, probably from your world, or an idea of hers where a power of some sort makes your bones protective yet, it's inside you when the armour's suppose to be outside of you! And with your sword and that little genocide back there at the city, you know what happened next, right?"

"Azrael gave them to Samael and Michael?"

"Whaaa? No no no, she CHALLENGED them in a fight. Samael did hate losing and always brags of how good he is when it comes to a fight. Better yet, doing a more peaceful job than God himself. In your case, you're a man full of rage, who wouldn't dare to fail, to be bullied by the orphans at your own foster care, you want control over what you want. You HATE it when you're just used for other's freedom, you HATE it when people don't acknowledge you indirectly for your heroism, you just HATE looking like some humiliated fool. HATE HATE HATE!..Sorry 'bout that. I-uh, hehe, got a little too dramatic there, bad habit of mine. Like you told Jaune, with both of us sharing the same mind, you're a proud man. And that's where I found the Samael reincarnate. Where I realise you'll soon get the Devil's Pride. Under a bright, beautiful pillar of light, or should I say spotlight-hehe. Shined down by a ceiling hole, a..'Light Bringer'." SIN spat with a furious yet faking face, pouncing around in rage. He looked back to Mercer, who was still being serious about the matter at hand, and had his face purposely flushed during the 'shameful' moment, "So..that's why my weapon's called, 'Devil's Pride', huh? You're right about my dignity. I always wanted to act cocky when it comes to fights, taunting the opposers..Then what about Jaune?"

"Of course, for Jaune's case, it's called 'Brotherly Envy'. Michael just fucking envy him for getting one. It wasn't big of a deal for the Archangel when he was once a power-hungry, egocentric, spoiled brat, wanting the same power that Samael achieved. Fuck's sake, he could've murdered his own sister in cold-blood just for it. But all it did is just make his corruption much more exaggerating..And it's his fault that his envy and destructive disregard for his sister turned out to taint the armour anyway."

"Brotherly? What's so brotherly between Samael and Michael?"

"They love each other! Samael loves to tease the young boy, Michael enjoys his supportive role in taking out evil, going by good terms. Very good terms. Terms that'd make me want to puke at the corner over there. Better question is, how do you not know how brotherly, or at least related at the matter, between you and Jaune? It's quite simple, really!"

"What are you on about now?"

"You're what strived him the most, far more than some dude with a cowboy hat! Like one of his blood, encouraging him! He adore you, look up to you, sees you as a father figure unlike his own blood father!"

"Guess you're right about that."

"HAH! And you think that's it?! After revealing how monstrous but righteous of your actions are in New York Zero and getting accepted as one of 'us', making the best out of the hunting with hearty laughter and bonding time, sparring fairly, what do you expect when he's even bisexual?"

"Wait a minute, WHAT?!" Alex got freaked out, really grossed out by the sexuality of his own student. "Yeah! He was even wondering what your lips taste like, wanting to hug you to see whether your skin colour matches your cold temperature and especially whether or not you'd pat his head like a master to his dog but 'mostly a father to his son'! He really does find you truly, and I use that word with greater meaning compared to the other lower beings on this world, human as he says, understanding the same SORROW. I could go over the fact that he wants to bathe with you in a bathtub a year ago-"

"Alright alright alright, that's enough! I get it...God, I feel harassed. Alright, could you ju-just go on with how Jaune's got this Brotherly Envy?"

"When he saw your performance with the Devil's Pride, he looked up to you, hoping to have the same power to the point he sadistically envied you. He used all the time you gave him as breaks, going far and wide, searching through caves, looking for pillars of light. Hell, he'd do anything to get that kind of power. Tsk tsk tsk..nothing. THEN, he came across a relic out on a cliff, somewhere around Patch. A relic within a gravestone which we'd care less about! And yes, I said we. He had break open that grave, dishonouring someone's loss and someone's tragedy just for that relic. That piece of stone slab with runes written on it and runes that only I know on this grounded land." SIN stood up, dug his nails into his palm in gesture of gaining what he greedily desired. "I just HAD to wake up from my chair and get him to eat the whole thing. That's right. He had to eat the relic, by teeth or symbiote, he needs it in him in order to surpass you..But I want it for myself. Took me utter Hell just to take over his body for a short period of time and snatch it. Nearly killed me in trying to fight against his resistance but I managed. With power like that, hoho, I can certainly tempt him to sin more. Thus, the skeleton arm. THUS, 'Brotherly..Envy'. Also a shock absorber, really. Helps to be immune by most means and resistant to what angels can do. What undoubtedly damages it is of the same material. Your blade. Sad thing is, I can't execute the enhancement unless he lowers his mental strength for me to gain full-control over his body. Cheap bastard only allowed me half of it."

"So what you're saying is just because I pulled out the Devil's Pride, Jaune was envious of this power? This is my fault for putting him in such state? Of such greed for power? Shit.." Alex groaned, scanning his whole sword in guilt. "Ahh, don't worry about it. You're not the only one he envies. He grew jealousy over other kids being included to society instead of being seen as a nice meat sack, their parents loving them dearly~, smooch smooch on the cheeks!..instead of his losing it because of him. Julius could've killed himself with his own magnum to his head and Cornelia could've hanged herself if you didn't come into their lives! You saved them from themselves, they were finally hoping that they can relieve off of their guilt as bad parents by letting their son greatly deserve happiness and satisfaction. Who would've thought that, huh? He's the villain! And you're the hero, bwehehehehe! Ironic, ain't it?! Hahaha!"

"...Then, if what you're saying about being Jaune's demon or sin is true, what did he do to make a sin out of you?"

"Ah, that. The kid's got beaten up, cheated out of, dumped on, drugged, blackmailed yet, his torture comes from his own sins. There's his first ever sin, making a hassle for his parents to get one son to continue the surname. And boy, did those 4 kids die from stillbirth and for no good reason. Another one's being a proud punk in school with perfect test scores. Doesn't know what's wrong with smiling in front of those who can't compete. But that proved him as some target for his entire class, leading him to another sin. When he cursed, swore an oaf for Ajax and his punks' karma and let me tell ya *licks upper lip* This sin. This sin's the fucking reason why most of his sufferings, hmmhmm, resolves around him. Around US. The accidental and unforGIVABLE sin. Cause it's not Ajax and his goons' sins for having his baby tooth come off from punching his face or using the pliers, it's not Heather's fault for riding on him like some horse around the playground with the kids laughing at him, it's not Sydney's responsibility for cheating on him over a braver man!" SIN was revising Alex with more than bundles of Jaune's past. He was still shaking not from the electric shock but from uncontrollable rage, smirking, "Not Ajax's fault for pouring maple syrup on him and throwing him at an entire Rapier Wasp hive. It's not their fault for giving him liver cancer after the drug! It was all hisss fault because if he hadn't done that one simple but suicidal sin of BANISHING ME, he wouldn't have the agony he and I suffered for soooo..LONG. He wouldn't have the shit reputation that he had then. He wouldn't have been weak, pathetic, vile-looking to the Sydney chick. Fuck sakes, he wouldn't have cancer if he could've avoided and not! Interfere! With those drug-addict brats like some HERO and do what a NORMAL BOY would do! HE BROUGHT THIS TO HIMSELF WHEN I COULD HAVE HELPED HIM! HELPS US! DO WHAT'S TRULY NECESSARY! JESUS CHRIST almighty, auuuu..."

SIN rolled his eyes in ecstasy from relieving himself from the stress that he kept. "..That one. ONE sin he has done, it pushed me, motivated me to FREE myself out of his sedation and patience, worsening me into his darkest sin he had ever made. Mass. GENOCIDE. Hehehehahaha!"

"God..*sigh* All these things he's been through, it's enough to make a madman mad to the fellow insane. No matter the innocence within him, it's still his own undoing. But why? Why, of all monsters, must you go this far? What did the hometown do to you? Sure, I can see the reason when it comes with the bullying and shitty coach and class but what about the rest of the city? And how do you know so much?"

"Excuuuuse me, prince-ASS! I, too, never asked for this! It's because of what he is, a saint who will save the day like the hero we all 'deserve'! But no one's perfect, Mercer. NO ONE. So if Jaune's going to be the most heroic, he must put away all of the darkness within him into something that can withstand it all just to be anti-villainous. ME. And he did, absolutely removing me away from him! Like I'm his other half. His unwanted, molested, defiled, vilified half. Hell, I didn't know you'd inspire him so much that he'd cast out his own 'Guardian' and Dream Feeders along with me! He became independent, brave, disgracefully ridiculous. What I did is ALL ON HIM..Besides, the town got what it deserves, unlike that ice-cream man and old hag, even that Basil no-girlfriend pedobear, because they were NOTHING but cheap marketing fucks, annoying school sluts, low self-esteem bullies, egocentric rich fatasses, utter pigs, and the great God Al-fucking-mighty drug addicts that would snatch away your lunch money for more kicks and acid-trips. Like I fucking said, even if I don't hate humanity, that town had no order, no care for the ladies and children, an absolute WASTELAND. Hehe! But-hehehaha-since I DESPISE humanity, to me, Jaune's old-ass hometown's the calling card of my WRATH. And I gotta thank you for further 'improving' Jaune's sin of envy, to push him forward to get me the relic. Now, all I need is him to give me full-control over his body like the little bellboy he is, JUST like Michael, and I will be FREE AGAIN to END THE WORLD. STARTING with you."

"And why would he do that for something that's been manipulating him?"

"Because he'd listen to some'thing' that got him out of Ajax and his shitty ideas instead of someone who stabbed him in the left eye. He won't listen to you anymore. No more."

"Oh fuck off. A stab like that's nothing."

"Ahh, we'll see, Mercer. And to answer the last, I'd save it till later! Besides, those who experienced the afterlife for the first time, being the ideal angels their Guardians turned out to be, would be instantly struck with Divinity and the knowledge of the Great Wars when they step foot on the other side of the gates. Sure, I reclaimed what was rightfully mine, am still fuzzy at the moment. As though I'm 'remembering' somethings. Still, history about God, the Big Bang, the sibling angels, the Guardians, the monsters and their little Dream Feeders is the worst subject ever. Hhhhhahahahahaha!" With that streaming into his brain, Mercer felt guilty for touching the uchigatana. He was disturbed by his own attempt on making things what they could have been in a beneficial way but all he did was worsening it all. He wished the portal did not save him back in New York Zero and just made sure he stayed dead. He failed to do what's right for Jaune, grieving over his lack of success to raise him into the person he wanted to be in return for rescuing him. He intended of taking deep breaths to cool his rage yet he kicked the chair he sat on into the wall, "Fuck...FUCK!"

"*gasp* What's this?! Alex losing his cool to a bisexual child!? Man, you godly angels sure fall pretty much down to pussies! Hehehehehahaha!"

"Shut the fuck up! The kid's good! Like a son I'd truly raise with blood and sweat! A good kid! Fuuucking Hell...now that I've been thinking about it, you were saying about..never asking to be Jaune's monster. You said that you could've helped Jaune. Hell, you said that you're something new, compared to other monsters who mainly cared about harming back those that offended them. That means that you have a focus of taking out more than just his bullies or yet, his whole class. What are you really? What's your goal as someone NOT his monster? Is something far more..or worse?"

"OOOOOHOOHOOHOooohahahaha! You're good at this game, Mercer-!"

"Stop treating this whole fucking situation you're in as a game. Do you believe you have any position to joke about what I'm saying?!"

"Yet what I'm saying! Is that I never asked to FALL just like you, Mercer. I never asked to deduce myself to what I am now! One messed up blow-up doll, that's what I am. A blow-up doll that BITES. I wasn't born as his monster but I grew to BE that monster. God thought it'd be a better idea of putting humans in the right path with Guardians in everyone of them, against the monsters with the humans to decide whether to be on the side of good or evil, with me guiding him to true hero-ship with his monster possibly growing out of his restraint and KILL. And from the sin he committed, cursing for vengeance and the blood of Ajax, Jaune had re-written my main goal and that horn-head's too with his un-trained Semblance. THAT'S what I never asked for! He changed our jobs, his monster guiding him and I to hold his pain and pitifulness. One ridiculous problem is that that horse was an asshole! It was smart to get Jaune to sedate me forever as his monster so that I won't stop it. Being the little rat-bag, getting Jaune to stay quiet and not believe in himself in taking down Ajax, crying out his rage and misery into his pillow, being a fucking disaPPOINTMENT! IT WANTED ME TO SUFFER!..Good. RIDDANCE. And with that prick's plan of 'guidance', there was sooo much torture that fried my head to the point I adore the pain. ME! A V̴I̶R̴T̶U̷E̵. AN A̸̛͉N̸͎̑G̷͎̽E̸͕̅L̸͕̐. A FORMER. FUCKING. G̵̡̎Ȕ̶̞A̴͓̅R̷̒ͅD̷̪̀I̸̢̕A̴̎ͅN̷̫̽!"

(Music Recommended: Backside Of The TV from Persona 4)

"A Guardian wrongfully victimised. So that's why you're so-!"

"Committed in killing him? I Ĺ̸̻O̸̳͛A̴̛̯T̷̜͠H̷̙͒Ė̴̳ him for what he's done to me, grew to the accustoms nonetheless. He deserves torment beyond torment, blacker than black-worse than the town like the useful little vending machine he is to spit out free cash and drinks just by beating on it. The falling from Grace to rock bottom. BEYOND insanity! I enjoy it! I relish it-I fucking fuck the FUCK out of it! Who believes the crap about purity, righteousness, justice, peace, order and love?! It's Ť̸̗R̶̝̲̕U̸̥̽̀L̴̪̠̭͌̆͊Y̵̻̓ all about the coke, cash and cigars, the lies, blames and frames, the murders and deaths, conflicts, anarchy, rape and many more that humanity has clarified on the table. It's kinda enjoyable, don't you think? Hehehe~! Then again, their existence's are a pain in the ASS when they think they're so tough. So enduring to the dark world! So badass. So..W̷̲̍Ŗ̷̚O̶͊ͅN̸̲͒G̸͚̔. It then hit me, if they want to waste such worth of their lives with these sins, bore me to death about their lives, why don't I cut to the chase of killing them with the same sins that they did."

"W-What the hell was that?! What did you-!?" Alex noticed the words, of how they were 'tainted'. They were...terrifying. But being ignored, SIN could not stop crippling over Jaune's foolishness.

"Least I get the fun out of that, yeah? And I'm doing them a job well done! So, instead of the monster hating the aggressor, I'm the monster hating EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING L̴̼͙͛͝Í̶͓̅Ṿ̴̯̎̽ͅÍ̸̲N̴̲̣̽̍͌Ĝ̵̢̫̻͋! Sure, it may be only his hometown but his ex, Sydney, you know her, right? She proves of how even a helpful foreigner, a transfer student would turn out to be a Faunus WHORE. Someone who feeds off victory from the majority, the benefitting. And after understanding that the rest are just gonna sin and sin all the time, doing things just as pathetic as the city, there's really really REALLY no meaning in sparing the whole population. Finally, when I get Jaune to give me full control over his physical form with the Brotherly Envy, I'm gonna kill you...I'm gonna kill you then him, then Angela, then the REST, G̵͓̉̎͜Ȍ̸͍̦Ď̸̨̟͉̚ I̵N̴C̵L̷U̴D̸E̶D̷. Mark my words! I will kill you all. Again, I'm his most terrible sin he had ever made..." After the tragedy and trauma the former Guardian had to push through in telling him his origin, SIN still curled up a Satanic smile of wicked delight that casted much fear into Mercer, who had never been afraid at all. The thought of SIN being so calm and confident, the voice's brave and proud tone, his shaken hands and sweaty forehead, Alex might have to lock Jaune up forever with the thing just to keep his family and friends safe. He felt selfish and ashamed for doing something like that, even though Jaune would ask for the same. While not caring about what animalistic avatar Jaune's former monster was, he muscled up the courage to speak up, "But all the Semblance can do is affect the laws of physics in the universe, making ripples on time and space! Some monster or Guardian who is that beyond the mortal reality shouldn't be that affected, should it? What gives?"

"Ahh, another valid question. Come now, Alex. If your blade is not only a weapon that decays just like the Brotherly Envy, but also forged even further with the flames of Hell that burns anyone and anything as any other hellish punishment to sinners, what can Jaune do as the younger brother reincarnation to keep up? Have the power to control anything. Ever wonder why Michael's the name that meant 'Who's Like God'? Ever wonder what the angel who serves his father for so long with all of his heart should get for his contribution? Ever wonder from the strongest angel of all? He's proof that with such control, no other angels can stand against God. Not even himself! *sigh* Until the SERAPHIM prove that wrong."

"And what about this monster? You stopped it or something?"

"What aBOUT that pony fuck? It's just as bad as letting his younger sisters take over the television as he admires those six little shits fighting over the remote. And no! I didn't cage it up like the animal it is! What do you think I am, crazy?! I A̴̪̦̫̿͗T̷͕̞͈͗E̴͉̔̏ it. Hehe. Hehehaha! Hhhehehehehehehahahaha! *inhale* AHAHAHAHAHAHARRR! *cough* *cough*" SIN laughed so hard his lungs were damaged with the blood spilling out of his mouth. But the blood made it all the more menacing for he grinned widely with his teeth reddened. The fallen Guardian firmly rooted his feet to the ground and placed his forehead on the force field, his skin was scalding bright orange from the burn, a comedy to the pain-addict, "I'LL BE BACK. I WILL BE THE LAST TO DIE! And no one's going to take that from me! NO ONE. NO ONE!"

He began pushing through the field with a shedding left hand, the 'Brotherly Envy' penetrating down the field and escaping out of the cell. The scene was like any horror movie where the satanic spirit got its way out of imprisonment and therefore continuing its massacre upon humans, starting with Alex who was hesitantly taking steps back in fear, "You'll see me again. You'll see..."

SIN felt groggy, his vision died down to being blacked out. Hair turned back to blonde, skin showing colour, red eye to blue and veins normally blue; Jaune got back up as himself.

-:-

Back to the present, in an Atlas city:

Jaune was hiding in the sewers, walking through tunnels, somewhat injured or poisoned by the dreary, tired low eyelids. He was starting to hurt from the inside, his organs felt like they were experiencing massive organ failures, nonetheless his bloodstream when he kept having nosebleeds. He carried himself with the support of the walls, slowly limping himself to the ladder and out of the sewers.

He left a streak of blood on the walls from his nosebleeds, coughing out another mouth-full of his own tissues. He dropped down, puking intensely upon the sewage from the nausea. The paleness of his skin and the black veins looked like a poison to the virus, spreading across him like a plague and it was never regenerative for him at all. As he opened up the exit of the road's sewer hole, a squad of Atlas soldiers were marching, following a heavily armoured tank, mounted with auto-sentries from within the protective shielding and a weaponised snowplow to grind against any Grimm or enemy.

The squad included two TITANs and three specially equipped troops, their black gears were unnecessary body armour vests with hoods, red-sighted gas masks, usual military pants and boots with their shoulder pads having a 'GL' symbol in red. Passerbys were gossiping with one another quietly, "Aren't those the new operation that Atlas Military introduced? What's it called? GRIMM LABS?"

"Yeah. Most of the common troopers are supposedly dangerous convicts kingdom-wide, going through lethal tests and discipline to work for them instead of rebelling against them. Some speculated about their faster but weaker physicality of the TITANs when one of the early subjects 'impressed' ZEUS. Amazing..."

"But weren't there special ones? Those highly genetic models? You know, those with the shields, boots and whips? What were they called again?"

"The 'Father's End'."

"Yeah, them! They're closer to ZEUS' power, right?"

"Yup. Soon enough, it's gonna take more than all the nukes in history combined to take them down. Thank God that madman'll be outmatched." As their rumours went on, the tank smacked the sewer cap closed, hitting Jaune from the other side and back into the sewage water. He did not expect it at all, somehow short-tempered about it with his eyes flaring. He got back up the ladder and uppercutted the whole tank out of his way, flipping it around and dropping through a building.

The rest of the soldiers and citizens were alarmed by the misunderstanding 'ambush'. The regular soldiers cocked their shotguns and locked their assault rifles, the Evolved whipped out their blades, TITANs cracked their knuckles and the non-fighters ran for their safety, screaming about a terrorist attack. All the uproar cracked open Jaune's daze of rage, he popped back into full consciousness before hearing over one of the men, "The sewer entrance! The son of bitch's probably in there!"

"Crap!" Jaune ran off quickly, getting away from the antagonised squad, the stutters he made from just running damaged the support beneath and broke down the paths underground. From above, the road was cracking and the split was following every direction Arc was going. Jaune kept hearing soft screams and shouts from nervousness as he wondered how the people were scared off by the accident four miles away in a second. He looked back to find rubber blocking the track he was sprinting through. He climbed out of the nearest exit to find the broken road, also trailing his every route, "This can't be! That was just a little jogging, no biggie!..Oh no, they're looking at me suspiciously. Gotta get out of here."

The pattern became visible after he leaped into the air and glided off. His own leap demolished the whole city-block's glass panels and jump-started any object within it. People, trash bins, water hydrants, vehicles and even bus stops. He mentally gasped at the sheer potency of his legs and could not believe in himself in controlling his strength anymore. He decided to minimise the property damage by getting into the nearest forest, where Grimms would be the main victims, "Damn! What's happening to me? I can't control myself well! That jump was nothing! *sigh* I need to calm this..sinful thing down before going back to Beacon. Man, I need to get rid of this hand before that! In the meantime of understanding how, I can't be recognised. Not at all..."

Jaune unsheathed his sword and hugged it in fear, distress, insecurity and worry for others' safety from his hazardous power. The thought of staying as a demon for the rest of his life, capable of recklessly destroying lives churned his stomach. He leaned on a plantation with his left arm, shrinking down its lifespan into a tree carcass, "Even this?! This disturbing power gain..how about a punch?"

He uppercutted a tree, accidentally exert enough force to remove out all the leaves off trees from a fifty meter radius. The flying leaves became sharp razor blades of nature and as a Nevermore flew above at the wrong place in the wrong time, its wings and body got pulverised by the leaves and wood chips of the punched log. The Grimm raven went down like a hit fighter plane and landed heavily right beside Arc, who pinched his nose bridge, "Guess I don't have to worry about dinner already..."

'..ice on..mbas...'

"Oh Goddamnit, you! Why are you here?! Can't you just go away? Just leave!? Leave me alone, damnit! Why do you keep bothering me!?..." Jaune shot at him, before weeping. "WHY?! Why..."

'..hehe..he...'

Four Years Ago, at the Mansion of the Arcs:

Jaune's slumber was disordered by a questionable weeping. He got out of his bed and quietly left his bedroom as he did not wake up Damien. His parents' room had the door partially closed. His father, Julius, was downstairs, still going on about his work while his mother, Cornelia, was supposed to be in bed at the start of the day, 12 AM. He peeped through the opening, seeing her mother in her nightgown, bursting in silent tears as she was holding a piece of rope, tied into a noose. He was worried about her sorrow and had to interrupt her. He entered in with a cheering question, "M-Mommy? Why are you holding a rope that looks like a crafted leash? Brownie's gone..."

"Jaune?! *sniff* I-It's nothing! Nothing at all! I-uh..I'm just! I'm just trying out a new, um, ponytail! Yes, a ponytail, that's all!"

"But isn't that too big for a hairband?"

"I-I thought so as well! Maybe it was a bad idea anyway...How about some glass of OJ before getting back to sleep?"

"*gasp* Really?!"

"Sure~! Go down ahead." Cornelia tossed the noose under her bed and led Jaune down to the kitchen.

Three days later from the present:

Alex went back to the orphanage in a Vale city with a briefcase. Angela, in tight jeans and a sleeveless green tank top, was sitting on the front stairs, waving to him as a greeting. He sat next to his girlfriend while placing the case behind him and next to the door, "Got another few hundreds of thousands of Lien to help support the place. Enough for three months on the bills."

"Thanks, Alex."

"*sigh* Damn SIN's a pain in the ass with that Hive Mind jammer, sonar pulse restriction, changing of temperature against my Thermal Vision. I can't tell if he's in the crowd with my Infected Vision. I checked every corner of every continent in Remnant countless of times yet I can't find him with that asshole hiding him away. Bastard's cunning as well. And Jaune's scared..."

"If you were to think about it, how's 'Zombification' any helpful to you guys if you all kept being reckless with brute power, even for you, Alex?"

"Exactly! *sigh* What a field trip."

"Sheesh, should've put a tracker on him."

"Should've...Now that you think about it, I might be able to gain access to the whereabouts of his Warp wrist." Mercer shape-shifted his touch pad arm, tapping about the red screen. It depicted two of the same warp rings he invented and a satellite, connected together by lines, "All I need to do is send a rhythm to Remnant's national space station of a similar warp ring. and get it to send back the coordinates of Jaune's recent presence. Not long will he be shadowed. I need to get a move on..."

"Hey. Take it easy, Al!" When he stood up on his feet, he experienced a surge of exhaustion, a rush of drained adrenaline. He had been sleep-deprived for several days, only taking in three Beowolves for three meals instead of four whole packs for breakfast. Angela luckily caught him and got him to settle on a wooden bench, "Alex, you shouldn't push yourself that much."

"But this' my fault. For pushing his suffering on, getting him to sin as well. I owe the kid my life and what I did for him was smacked him about."

"No, no! You helped open his eyes of the definition of Saviour and he's still working his way up. You're just being impatient for his sake."

"I thought teaching him that it's not really favourable to be some ideal Saviour unless his dream of one is that he saves someone or something, no matter what. But making him think that the war's over..The fuck's wrong with me?! FUCK!"

"...Alex, you treated him like a son, raised him strong to go against anyone and anything he once could not beat! And the bullies got what they deserved! The deaths of his past and the rest can't do anything anymore when he's your pupil, your blood and sweat! How's this? You're in his debt for saving you and he's in you debt for 'curing his cancer', both debts. Cancelled. You've done enough for the strongest huntsman, Alex. You two are now helping each other against anything coming full-thrust on you both."

"Angela, this isn't a time for 'I was actually a good guy' moment, this is an on-going hostage rescue mission, explicitly of my stupidity. My mistake, my fault! I let him stay cursed by that damn thing and I couldn't find a way to stop it! I didn't work hard enough for that goal and this is my responsibility. I can't abandon, what's technically, my SON-" Unbound by his blinding rage, her slap shook him to his senses as it crossed his face. Labyrinth smacked Alex's cheeks with both of them that time, getting his fullest attention in the midst of scaring him as well, "NO, you're going to stay here and recover. Don't think that I can't see how different your face is in paleness when it's sick or not, you know? Right now's a really good time to rest. He'd agree, though we rarely speak and have anything much in common. At least be at your best for when the time's come...Okay?"

"...Thanks. I needed to know my limits on this. Can't hurt to sleep off a night, can it?"

"Good~! Now carry me to my room." Angela extended her arms childishly towards him, expecting him to follow, which he failed miserably, "What?"

"Hey, it's time you show me more affection after what I've given."

"Um, fair enough?" He picked her up like a bride and entered the orphanage and into her room. She gleefully snuggled in-between his collarbone and neck, nestling restfully. 'I don't know what she did to me. First, a couple's quarrel and then this?'

-:-

Another two days later:

Jaune took two deep breaths, feeling calm with the peace injected by nature. His face had changed for the worse as he was completely pale and covered in black veins. The leaves were falling onto his arm, perishing and losing their colours from contact. Arc exhaled aggressively yet he faced his right palm and punched another pack of falling leaves. Instead of having a sharp wind blast, all he did was push them away vigorously. Jaune smirked weakly to his fist, "Although it doesn't help my face, least I should be able to go back to the city. Another thing's that jerk's outta my head again..for now. Still, I need something else to cover who I look like or I'll be on the news with the shape of my face wanted. Let's see here..Ah! I have Yang's stupid-looking sunglasses and Weiss' surgical mask when she's careful of her safety to others' germs. And probably the safety of others' to her germs."

However when he puts it on, he suddenly realised, "...That still makes me look suspicious but at least they don't know this guy's actual identity! Guess I'm gonna have to leave this here for a while."

Jaune stabbed his Tank Buster into the floor, leaving it glued like the sword in the stone. "Doesn't help with my skeleton arms. Never understood how to use these or trigger them to be like these. Gonna have to be careful now."

Arc frontflipped off to the steep side of the small hill and got onto a public bus. The driver exaggerated at his sudden bushwhack on her ride, looked out of her window in curiosity to find him surfing on top of it. He leaped up onto the building sides and wall-ran away on the buildings, putting a big dent on the ceiling that astonished her passengers, 'Was that..Peh! Nah, it can't be! I must be imagining things. A runaway monkey Faunus with strong legs. Yeah, can't be one of those GRIMM LABS escapees! No...'

-:-

Meanwhile, with team RWBY:

"*sniff* Ooohh, Jaune's still missing after five days..what happened to him?! Did Atlas triggered him somehow and making him go AWOL? I miss him, Yang..." Ruby hugged her elder sister, who patted her on her head easily due to her shorter height. The team was enjoying the start of their end-semester holidays in the same he was in, which so happened to be nearest to Beacon. Xiao Long replied woefully, "I know. We miss him too."

"No, you don't! All you ever known about him is he's smart and disciplined to do his homework! And easily manipulated."

From one instance:

"Hey, Jaune~. You think you could help poor old me in Professor Port's essay? I'll owe you one." Yang snuck behind him, putting her hands onto his abs and pressing her boobs to the back of his head seductively outside at the porch where he was sitting on the bench. Around them were boys blushing out of jealousy with slight nosebleeds with some of their own girlfriends slapping their faces back to reality. Instead of having the same issue as them, Jaune pouted in thought whether to help her get his homework from his dorm just to lend it to her or not, depending on his laziness that day. "Hmm..okie dokie."

Too fast for the sound barrier, he rushed from the porch to his dorm and back with his Grimm biology stack, taking him ten seconds to do so. As he gave it to her, Yang slapped his ass as a flirt, "Thanks, Jaune! Promise you, you're gonna love the payback one day~( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )."

He skipped his legs in surprise by the smack, almost aroused by it, "Sure!..Man, she sure needs to keep up with us if she's continuing at that pace. Oh well. This payback's gonna be awesome! Like, 'fighting Mercer' awesome!"

"His 'size', you perv!"

Another instance:

Damien and Jaune were bathing in the wall-less showers, growling and being very grumpy as they were washing their hair off of shampoo. Outside the showers were their academy uniforms, burnt into crisp and cooked cloth. Jaune was the first to bark, "I hate you."

"Fuck you, too!"

"You're the one who thought putting fireworks in a bucket of fire Dust is way better than using a bucket of wind Dust, you moron!"

"You agreed though! And what's wrong with that?! We still destroyed that tree that the student council's grew just for a fundraise in preserving plants. PLANTS when said plants are FUCKING dead to us hunters!"

"Mom would be so mad when she hear that! I never said about helping you destroy nature which is what she loves! And I said I wanted a nice rocket jump to the clouds! You even put them into a 3 months-coma!"

"Oh, they're still breathing, Jaune! And you can just jump!"

"I want to fly without using my legs, Damien! A jetpack kinda deal!"

"Focking piece of-!"

"Ow! Stop slapping me! I'll slap you back!" Their rash argument prevailed on into a slapping fight whereas Yang had the eyes of Happosai from Ranma 1/2, blushing pervertedly. She licked her lips sexually, in lust and out of control, she could not resist to look into the boys' bathroom. However, from the naked fight the Arc brothers were having, her sense in logic and the laws of physics were defeated, torn apart and meaningless as she mentally gasped at what she was seeing. From Jaune's perfect but lifelong-scarred body, in-between his legs was another 'limb'. She left the bathroom, walking off like a mindless drone, always wide-eyed. As the rest of team CRDL went in to the showers and taking off their armour and clothes, they were frightened by the girl's presence in it before Cardin quickly took off anything on his upper body to show off his half-knit muscles, "H-Hey there, Yang! Wanna see something out of this world-?"

"Shut up, small one, I already did." Yang insulted him, sounding too similar to a mind-controlled minion. Cardin's heart could be heard, broken into shards while he dropped to his knees, finding no meaning in life anymore and having no faith in humanity. Goyte's 'Somebody That I Used To Know' song was played as background music, starting from the chorus.

Yang laughed, "Ha! So you do believe he has a stallion in that sack!"

"That's not the point! You always exaggerate everything. And you canNOT shut up with those zombie puns can you?! Thank God he's not one!"

Another one:

The blonde boy was twined awkwardly and painfully with a vine from one of the trees in Emerald Forest with his friends killing the last few Ursas that could have clawed him with his disadvantage. The way his ankle got wrapped about the vines was him doing a split and with his Tank Buster weighing him down and having to follow the rules of his Semblance, his ankles were being peeled off. Yang snickered uncontrollably and visibly, Jaune got confused to her hidden laughter. The rest of their friends gasped at his response to her strangeness, "What's so funny, Yang? Is it another one of your puns?"

"Pff-Kmmrsh! Yes! *inhale* How's it Yang-ing there, huh? Is it as bad as Yang-ing onto life? Huh? Huh? C-Cause y'know, you're a..zombie..."

His brain registered from the pun and was going through a state of emotional trauma that Ruby would suicide from because of innocence-loss. Normal, transparent tears of sorrow streamed down his cheeks, he was still giving off an emotion-less face. He grunted loudly, stabbing down his entangled ankle with a tactical knife to let himself loose without a care to the pain.

Once he dropped down to her arms and lap, Pyrrha felt bad for him, putting his head to her lap and stroking his luscious blonde hair whereas he repeated the word "why". Everyone else, including Nora, Ren and Ruby, were glaring at her, purely enraged at Jaune's further victimisation. Yang sweatdropped, giving off a nervous smile, "C-C'mon, guys! It's just a pun! I-...PLLEEEAASE, PLEASE STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT, RUBY! *sob*"

"Nope. No can do." Rose's vein popped up on her forehead, she was pouting in disappointment and humiliation of her own sister's addiction for attention.

And another one:

The two were sparing during Goodwitch's class in the stadium. When they were testing their strengths in a brawl of pushing each other backwards, Xiao Long joked about more, "Hey Jaune!"

"Uh-huh?"

"Does it take DEADication to be this strong for a zombie? Snrk!"

"..." Jaune slightly closed his eyes in disbelief, taking one heavy deep breath before pushing her away and aiming his White Bang to his temple. "Yes. Yes it does."

He fired his brain out, dropping like a fly. Yang felt creeped out but got the hang of his attempts in suicide to her cancerous puns. With that, she continued on, "Dude, that was cold. DEAD co-"

"Shut up." Jaune still spoke without his brain, firing at her forehead as well. However, her skin was only dented due to her Aura barrier as she fell to the floor, blubbering over the pain.

"..*sniff* But I was sorry, Rubes..." The tables had turned, Yang acted more of the child and Ruby treated her the same way as she did. "There, there. Jaune said he forgave you..unwillingly."

"I JUST WANT TO BE FUNNY! *sob*"

"Like it matters anymore! Jaune's gone because of some reason why he ran away from Beacon! Something Dr Mercer's hiding..Let's just not talk about him anymore and hope that Dr Mercer gets him back." Weiss folded her arms, the three of them knew that she was still healing from Jaune's words of his colonialism just because of his purity. Stripped away from a Saviour figure into a vilified villain. As they continued their walk, a banner was being raised on the sides of the buildings, describing 'Welcome to Vale'. Schnee grinned, delighted, "The Vytal Festival! Oh, this is absolutely wonderful!"

"I don't think I've ever seen you smile this much, Weiss. It's kinda weirding me out..." Ruby frowned by a bit.

"How could you not smile? A festival dedicated to the cultures of the world! There will be dances! Parades! A tournament! Oh, the amount of planning and organization that goes into this event is simply breathtaking!" Yang grunted at her reason, crossing her arms. "You really know how to take a good thing and make it sound boring."

"Quiet, you!" While the four of them went on to the docks, Jaune was somewhere not too far from them but was getting further away. He was still sweating buckets in carefulness and anxiety not to touch anyone with his hand. To the un-acknowledged, his face was worsening much more for the left part of his jaw was rusting with dead skin.

The sweat that escaped off of his body dropped to the pedestrian walkway, the corroded through the material like acid droplets and Jaune noticed it, 'Whoops. Man, despite the badassery this strangeness I'm having, it's gonna be a crick in the neck if left unsolved. Guess I won't be getting that payback of Yang's and seeing Pyrrha's nude body again..I feel like I'm becoming more like my brother now. Great, I'm getting weirder and "weirder" at the same time...'

He came across a television store, the displayed plasma screens viewed the news about three higher genetic Evolved escaping out of the GRIMM LABS island. Throughout the previous three months was when Ironwoods decided to ship the samples and project to a deserted land, with prisoners as tests subjects. Arc ignored the news while arriving at a gaming store, where a 1v1 fighting video game was being introduced on its own display. A red-haired fighter in a dark purple gi posed and grabbed his enemy, who was a black-belted martial artist with a red headband, and gave him purplish explosive blows in hyperspeed, with his red eyes following him wherever he went.

While he was caught up by the ultimate attack for a whole minute, Jaune really wanted to get back home and could care less of what it was, sighed and took a shortcut down a creepy alleyway. Out of nowhere, his heightened hearing senses caught the scream of a child. Arc searched his surroundings and from afar, two male adults in dirtied clothes were restraining a skinny, abused green-haired girl with devilish, perverted grins. They did not make his day any better for being pedophiles once his eyes glowed feverish red, "Hey, you!"

"Huh? Who's this jackass?"

"Beat it, punk! It's none of your business!" They turned their backs on him, inattentive of his heroic bravery, which pissed him off even more. "I said HEY!"

He grabbed hold of one's wrist, but was quickly rejected with a deceitful smack by him. Yang's sunglasses was knocked off but quickly caught back when Jaune backflipped in retreat. The two brutes chuckled in maliciously before being agitated by his tainted face. The other grunt insulted him harshly, yet he felt a slight delight from it, "Monty fuck, what happened to your face!? It's like looking into a walking circus nightmare!"

"Don't matter. I'll just knock you out and it'll all be over!" Arc casually caught one's punch and compressed on it slowly, squeezing out as much pain as possible. With a fractured arm, he cried in unrestrained pain upon his twisted and broken limb as the other went for a roundhouse kick which he had no problems at all in escaping it.

He even tried punching him as well but he punctured his own wrist, as if he was hitting a diamond wall or Luke Cage. And he was getting sick of their games with a collar-pull on each of them. His left hand was losing control, implanting decomposition into the poor fellow. Part of his body was falling off like dried, dead skin, a pain indescribable where all he could do was cry, yelp, limp and hope to die already, "AAAAAAHHAAAHAAARRRGGH! S-S-S-SAM! H-HELP ME!"

"W-What the hell's gotten into you!? You! What did you to him?!"

"Giving you all a one way trip TO HELL, YOU BASTARDS!" He kept fidgeting about from the torment, his own last breath gave him the last minute of strength to claw on his own skin, begging not for the pain to end but he himself to end during his slow-and-steady death. While digging his thumbs into his eyeballs for psychopathic anxiety, the child was forced to see it all and looked back to Jaune, who was not ashamed of his own actions.

But expressionlessly proud of what a monster he turned out to be when he end the other just the same, his deathly hand impaled into his heart. Too afraid to share the same fate, she scattered off from his reach when he tried to give her a helping hand. A helping right hand, even. But that was not enough to gain her trust. To her, he was worse than the dying, two monsters, shouting, "G-G-Grimm..GRIMM!"

"W-What? No, I'm not-! WAIT!" As she got away, off to the streets, Jaune looked back down to his hand, what had he become? Why did he go so far? And what was worse, a movie's quote had made the truth all too simple yet, different. Arc thought to himself that he died not a hero, just to live again to see himself the villain. To exist as the monster he is. And to hide his self-humiliation, he ran off to the opposite direction, finally guilty of his own crime with black tears falling out. Before he could hope for nothing else to happen, he stumbled upon a running ice-cream headed girl with puppy weeping eyes but she was not crying.

She was running away from Roman Torchwick and a few White Fang members, disguised in civilian outfits without their masks and top hat on. Whereas Jaune was tilting his head in uncertainty, Neo leaped above him and wrapped her legs around his neck. She projected out a blade from the tip of her luxurious-looking umbrella and pointed the blade to his eye, threatening Roman who stopped to take a breath with the Faunus rebels, "Damn *huff* you! *huff* *cough* Bitch! Whoo! *huff* Don't even think about making a scene right here in Vale! *huff* I need the cargos by the docks by TOMORROW! *cough*"

"...Am I missing something? Torchwick?!" Jaune wiped the tears off of his eyelids, very calm in the situation he was in. Roman smiled, "I-I terribly apologise, sir! She needed some..Okay, fuck this. She just wants some ice cream when she's working! We do not go out to Vale for bloody ice-cream, Neo!" Neo puffed her cheeks, gesturing the word 'Hmph'.

"Isn't she too young to be working? I mean, she looks like she's wearing high heels and even shorter than Rubes?"

"You do realise that your life is at risk, right?"

"Uh yeah. Lemme handle this first."

"No, wait DON'T-!" When Jaune made a move in grabbing her wrist, Neo plunged the entire umbrella into his eye, destroying the sunglasses. Arc stopped to take a moment before roughly taking her by the wrist all of a sudden and threw her off of him, stating, "What the heck?! Those were dumb, unnecessary but expensive sunglasses my pun-ny friend bought! Bad girl!"

He pulled out her umbrella without any delay, upsetting the four of their stomachs into vomiting and they gladly did not when his eye began to heal. His pupils and eyeballs were seen red and black respectively, they easily defined him as inhuman. He smacked the flat of the blade on her head, knocking her into unconsciousness. Rowan was further shocked to his abnormality in defeating his best bodyguard with a simple hit, "B-But..She's..What?!"

"Gah! I thought I hit her hard enough to give a bump! I'm so sorry!"

"Sorry about what!? She stabbed you, man! How are you-..Are you that guy called CHRONUS that Mercer's been talking about?"

"You know Ale-I mean, w-heh who's this CRONUS and Mercer you're talking-"

"Don't play dumb with me. I work with him. He told me about your, uh, 'shitty Semblance' and 'disease'?"

"Oh, thank God, you are working with him. Then you could say I am CRONUS."

"I heard you ran from Beacon. Why?"

"Because I could not get rid of these..strange disturbance to my body! I'm completely pale with black blood flowing through me this detectable!" He showed the back of his right hand, being true to his words. Roman scratched his chin with the White Fang goons trying to wake Neo up, "Where have I heard about this thing before?..."

"Isn't it because..?" One of the two Faunus believed, gaining permission from Torchwick to go on. "Isn't it because of the..Sarronco?"

"Goodness me, what's with you guys' names? Did Alex gave that as well?"

"Don't look at me, the White Fang got scared of what you did from the SIN incident. Did you really have to punch out a celebrity's teeth with his own woman's teeth and smashing his car on him?"

"I did?"

"Well, not you but him, the-uh." Roman snapped his fingers, getting any spark of remembrance. "Yeah! SIN himself. Shit, I mean itself!"

"SIN?"

"The voice, wasn't it?" Jaune's eyes diminished in horror, he put his hands to his ears. SIN was calling, '..aha...Dis guy!..hould be gett..utogra...ahaha...ere're my mann...IT'S BEEN A WHILE, JAUNE.'

"N-No..."

"No? You don't have a voice? Mercer, you little-!..Can't believe he'd made fools out of us with this voice bullshit!"

'Naaww, no greetings back at all? You're being rude, Jaune Arc! Why don't you just kill me already from your ungratefulness, you little brat?'

"Y-You can't be-!"

"Hmm? What did you say?"

'*sigh* Now this idiot with the top hat is just TEMPTING me to kill him. Well, us, apparently. People these days don't have a sense of courtesy. No, no, no, no, NO, THEY DON'T. Ayayay! It's just as bad as what I'm doing, introducing you to my vision! To the eyes that have seen it all! Of all the things you have done, of all the people you killed. Not my fault when I'm technically. Your. SIN,' Jaune's eyes became as faulty as a blind man until he regretted hoping to see again. On the floor consisted of body bags, from infant size to child size to teenager size to adult size, lying below him, sinking his whole feet in a huge amount. As the bags were being unzipped, everyone he slaughtered in his hometown dragged themselves out, even the babies 'he' killed. It was his fault for giving in to SIN's temptation. Even so, Arc had no inclination in going through the trial of horror, fear slithering out of his eyes. The warden began speaking, pulling Jaune's pants, "S-Son of bitch!..I'll kill you, you damn brat! I'LL KILL YOU!"

"I-I.."

"You've left us in the hands of that monster! Why?! WHY!? My baby..YOU KILLED MY BABY!" The mother who was the recent victim that SIN used to threaten wrapped her arms around his neck, breathing down death on it. An Atlas soldier was scratching on his cheek, growling, "It fucking killed her! Hell, along with the baby and you just let it happen?! What the FUCK?!"

"Y-You've got it..All wrong..I-!"

"Annoying BITCH! I could've been world-famous! You stole it from me, you SLUT!" One of his female classmates who dreamt of being a celebrity bit his ear. More went on of what their lives would have been without him, what they could fulfil if he had not come back. Children getting the best family time of their lives in the amusement park, students getting into college and Atlas academy, nobodies becoming somebodies. Three more conversed and they sounded too accustomed, "Told you he was gonna sulk again."

"N-No!" Jaune stuttered and Roman got confused by his strange, hesitant, fearful face and absurd twitching eyes. "Um, hello? Anyone inside that head of yours?"

"Jesus Christ, I just can't get over the fact that he is SUCH a LOSER! Heroism?! SAVIOUR?! What a child!"

"Get away from me! Just! GET AWAY FROM ME!"

"Now that's just being rude!" Roman was about to get his hands dirty from bringing in 'discipline' to Jaune, with knuckles to his guts. "N-No! I didn't mean-!"

"What makes him a Saviour when all that destruction's gonna stay with him forever, haunting him. He's no hero. Just. A. Nobody."

"Nutcase."

"Spoiled sow."

"Pure garbo."

"Dumbass." The words went on and went worse. Ajax, Heather and Fatty scoffed, dead but standing behind him. "E-Enough-!.."

The rest joined in on the haunt, "MURDERER!"

"MONSTER!"

"Y-You all don't understand!..I'm...not the one...PLEEAAASE!"

"FUCKEEERR!" Their swears, hatred, negativity kept going on.

"UNBELIVEABLE!" And on.

"KILL THAT MAN!" And on.

"KILLER!" And on.

"SATAN'S CHILD!" And on.

"MURDERERGRIMMMONSTERDEVILLIVINGFETUSUNGRATEFULBRATUSELESSFUCKCOCKSUCKERDEMONDOOMSDAYCHILDKILLERFUCKINGGOOSESTEPPINGMOTHERFUCKERPSYCHOPATHPYROMANIACRAPISTPEDOPHILEDREAMEATERFALSEHEROVILLAINJESUS'SORROWANDGUILTLIARSELFISH-ANTISAVIOUR" AND ON. Into a wall of darkness, a wall of guilt, a wall of concentrated, will-breaking agony. "NOOOOOO!"

Jaune could not handle it, with tears and insanity in his eyes, he could not face them at all. He had too many mixed emotions, the urge to kill them and get over the past, the anxiety to just roll into a ball and weep or roll away, the stress of the undead demanding his demise, the hatred that they had the nerves to talk back when they die with lesser and smaller scars of life. His will had cracked, turned into dust. No more and no longer can he stay and suffer SIN's wrath. His eyes blazed into ambers, his veins glowed orange as well. His Aura ignited a ring of fire around him and the four of them nearly got caught in it. Arc glided off, leaving them tensed up, "What's his problem?"

"That's Sarronco for you. Look at that." They concentrated back to the circle of fire, more flames were spreading across as lines. They formed a star within the circle, resembling someone. Roman took out a cuban cigar to put it near the tip of fire, lighting it up. As he was about to take quick whiff from it, he soon found out about the flames' extraordinary ability when they burnt his cuban too quick. He threw it away at the circle, watching it burn into oblivion, "...Get her up. We need her going on for the cargo shipment."

"She's still unconscious, sir. In fact, I put this ice cream next to her nose for her to wake up but nothing at all!" He said, still holding the cold treat. They could tell Roman's suppression of his rage that failed when he kicked a trashcan, "Great! Fucking great..Call ZEUS. This is his shit he messed up, not mine! Fucking bastard needs to clean it all up!"

-:-

Meanwhile:

Arc recklessly dove into an abandoned building, shouting and drivelling insanely then laughing and screaming. He kept smashing down the pillars and hitting his head to the wall. Jaune rolled about, bitting his whole nails off as they regrew. He was fighting back against SIN's control time and time and he did his utmost best to kill off any of his invasion, even if it took pain upon a shared nervous system. Arc continued endlessly with more suffocating and coughing, crying and swearing. If anyone were to be curious in entering the broken down site he was in, their curiosity would be driven away because of his sane-less actions that haunted their ear drums.

Jaune's back was moving strangely, something was wrestling out of him and his left black wing came out, burst into flames. He pulled out his hair and banged his head to the floor dozens of times, bawling to the incinerating sensation, still both moaning but giggling. SIN called out tauntingly, 'Awww. What's wrong with you, Jaune?! Are you in pain? Do you need water? Do I need to feed you as well? Bah, that's too bad. This is your consequence from 2 years ago. Come now, don't look at me like I'm Ajax! At least I'm being fair, aren't I? Trading you for more power as you give me more pain. It's really adorable of you in trying to stop me but come on, brotha!'

"Stop it..Just STOP!"

A figure stepped in front of Jaune's sight, he could not shift his eyes further up and had remained to see his tapping feet. 'There's nothing wrong with you being heroic and all, stopping a mind-controlling villain from taking over you! However, do remember, hmmhmm~..I already FEED on pain just like a human eats his food, like fire eating oxygen and like humans getting that nutrients and vitamins, fire soreading, you're just making my extinction plans SO much easier. That.'

His wing finally settled without having to be kindled anymore. Unfortunately, the wing was left as nothing but black, smoking bones and Jaune's vision flickered like a television static. He began seeing messy, imperfectly written words in blood on the floor, walls and broken glass windows. Words such as 'KILL HIM', 'SINNER', 'HATE HATE HATE!', 'COMMON ENEMY', 'ANTI-SAVIOUR' and so many more. The figure picked him up by the hair and pulled him up to his face level with one hand. It was Jaune's normal identity, his less monstrous identity. No white hair or skin, no black blood vessels, nothing. Just human-looking. Yet, the voice did not fit with him at all, 'That proves that there's plenty wrong with me. Hell, your life is an example! Cause I don't like being imprisoned back into a cell once more, not enjoying what I want, Jaune, as I have to look into your first semester of that boring old Beacon academy with that boring old fool for a BORING Headmaster. With all those ladies as friends, and yes I find Ren more of a girl than a boy, while I'm with the sad souls you've encased in the Hive Mind. YOU BROUGHT THIS TO YOURSELF, JAUNE, FOR I HAVE TO LOOK THROUGH MORE BORING BULLSHIT OF YOUR LIFE INSTEAD OF FREQUENTLY KILLING HUMANITY AND FEEDING ONTO THEIR SKULLS! Heh! I mean, you would agree too, wouldn't you?'

"W-Why did you show me all of this?! WHY?!"

'Don't blame all this on me. It's your hands with the blood on. But now..Now I'm going to do what I've YEARNED all-..ALL those years ago. I'm going to make you suffer with all the people you know, you love so dearly, DEAD...and your family got out lucky. Heh. Hahahahahaha...*inhale* AHAHAHAHAHAHARHARHARHARHARHAAARRR!'

"N-No, stop! No no nono! NOOOOOOOO!..." Through Jaune's vision, SIN and CRONUS were both merging together in a vigorous, horrifying way, one mind rejected out of his own body and one accepted in. With both the mind of a suicide maniac and the abilities of a demi-god, SIN was back as one messed up Hell, walking on Remnant. A black curved horn came out of the left side of his head, pointing forwardly to his eyes' direction. Everything went still and quiet, Jaune stopped moving about and stayed on the ground. After time, his arms pushed him back to his feet, the third hand stretched to crack itself. The extra hand stuck its sharp finger tips into the left half of Jaune's face which was completely cleared off, revealing part of his blackened skull but inside the dark abyss of an eyehole, both eyes were flaring red. THe was emitting smoke-like black and red Aura, both calm and violent, "Ffffucking..Christ AlllMIGHTY! It really does feel GOOD to be FREE ONCE MORE! Ehehehehehahaha...AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAA!"

SIN mutated his arm into his Blade and slashed the building floor vertically upward. He caused a Herculean wave of wind, not only separating the building but also what was in front of it. And what stood in the wind's way were many more structures, an entire land of green plantation, at least three mountains and the ocean which had been split further than Moses could do in his attempt to cross the Red Sea. The potency from the wind wave died off when it reached to an island, the distance of the sea is at least ten kilometres. The ruckus the monster made alarmed a Nevermore and a few Griffons. SIN skipped gayly and drunkly up the stairs with his White Bang magnum. He erased the Griffons away from the Nevermore while the only A-tier Grimm was still flying forward. He raised his arms as if he was in prayer, muttering with a smile, "Take me to church, birdie!"

SIN got onto its back, riding it all the way to the sunrise.

-:-

The next day, at the brink of dusk:

"Are you being absolutely sure that something just send the tank flying into a company building by using the sewer cap, destroy the road and a whole city block's glass windows? Are you being for real?" HERCULES, a member of the 'Father's End', asked one of the TITANs, who was really nervous and afraid of the predecessor of his strength and ripped body. HERCULES helped the squad in getting the tank back with their fellow soldiers stuck inside yesterday, now supporting them that afternoon, "Y-Yes, HERCULES sir! That's what it did! It also stopped us from following its trail within milliseconds! H-Hell, none of the Evolved could catch up!"

"Tch! This has gotta be ZEUS! But this isn't like him..He could've just killed you all already if he wants to. Why did he stop? And why the hell am I only here to help you guys with that bastard's fast?!"

"I-I don't know." They heard a shriek from behind, it belonged to a falling Nevermore as it crashed down onto the road, killing and harming multiple innocents. SIN jumped off of it, completely wasting its lifespan upon flying throughout the entire time, "Hello, coppers! You guys look very familiar! Have we met at the bar lately?"

"Shit! Who the fuck?!" One of the regular soldiers fired his rifle at him, the bullets were easily deflected off of his skin and SIN was not at all phased, "Nah, that ain't where we met. Never had alcohol at all..Did we meet at the strip club?"

Three Evolved charged in and had regretted in doing so when he choke-slammed the earliest one to get to him into the Nevermore's skull, threw him back to the second earliest and slapped the last out of his air-dash just to kick him back to his group. The tank fired a tank shell but it was caught and thrown back at one TITAN, wearing him down. Half of the squad was already dented and SIN did all that with his hand stroking his chin, "Shit, no. The kid only walked in one on accident with the bodyguard sleeping outside..Aha! I remember now! You were the idiots that had their tank flown into the building because he, um, I tried to open the sewer cap! I deeply apologise! I intended on reuniting you all back to your fallen brothers..in Hell I mean."

"Hmph. This must be the guy then! Even if you have taken them down, there's still me and more reinforcements on the way!"

"BUT, if I remember, didn't it take four of you to go on par with ZEUS? Cause that's just disgraceful, Mr HERCULES! That's just sad that you're this stereotypically big and dumb at the same time to think you can beat me on your own." HERCULES started with a simple jab, pushing SIN backwards. Yet he still commented, "Of course you'd get stronger! Your punch does pack a lot. Still,"

SIN picked his fist up with his two thumbs and index fingers, the giant of brawn had difficulty in retracting his arm back to him. SIN chuckled at his struggle, "Hoohoohoohoo..not enough. Whoops! My bad~."

He let go of him, tripping him to fall onto the tank. The last TITAN jumped above him and went for a supersonic elbow drop. He successfully struck but did not puncture his left shoulder. SIN twisted around his neck in satisfaction, "Thank you, good sir! Could you massage the other one?"

"Motherfff-. HURYAH!" The TITAN 'heeded' with a karate chop to the right shoulder before getting his leg fractured and dropping to one knee. He rudely patted the super soldier's face, treating him like a dog, "Good boy..."

He squeezed his face out of any recognition, thus killing him. HERCULES spat at the ground before ripping the entire top of the tank. He used the barrel as a handle and the turret as the head of the hammer. The users of the tank fled out of the fight between them as HERCULES brought it down on his head. SIN that time felt the pain and he relished it, "Ooohhh, nice one!"

"Ugh, do you EVER SHUT UP!"

"You were expecting a zip on me, pal-o-pal? What the fuck was tha-Oofhoho!" SIN was talking while Jaune's voice was somehow in-sync with his, distracting him for HERCULES' power-drive into gasoline truck and blowing themselves up. He kneed the turret off of him and drop-kicked on HERCULES' stomach. HERCULES went for a continuous spin of the weapon as his intention of a bait, where SIN fell for it cockily with a hook. HERCULES transformed his beefed up Blade and impaled him completely. HERCULES later slammed him to the ground over and over and even stomped on him before letting his tendrils try to devour him.

SIN chuckled as he air-dashed downwards to gain composure on the ground, he released his own tendrils out to battle against his. Without too much of a problem, the tendrils clung onto one another, wrestling it out but SIN carried him by them to spin HERCULES about in the air. He flung him back at the TITANS and GRIMM LABS soldiers, who just recovered fast enough to charge at him with a full-on attack. However, his eyes were lit on fire, his black veins glowed orange. SIN thought about the video game character's technique and developed his own version.

Within a microsecond, he made his move with everyone else paused in slow motion. SIN roundhouse-kicked into an Evolved's chest, ripping out an entirely perfect hole upon it. He then elbowed the back of the same Evolved, breaking his spine. After using him as a platform, he got closer to the Evolved further up, kneeing his jaw into his brain. He used his elbow once more to shatter his whole skeletal system through a pressure point from the back of the neck. SIN used his Whipfist to pull himself towards a TITAN to heel-kick him by the kidney. He kept giving massive mounts of attacks rapidly upon the fully opened TITAN, the soles of his running shoes were making thriller-like car-tyre screeching noises. He stopped to put up a squatting stance at the front of the TITAN to hold his fist from his side and went for a full-strength punch to the torso.

The next TITAN whom he cartwheeled to was sliced vertically by an uprooted 'STOP' sign. He walked past the third Evolved and lightly tapped on HERCULES' chest with his left black skeletal finger. Black and red Aura corroded all of his flesh and organs away, leaving nothing but brittle bones. He walked back to the original spot he was on where he started his so-called lightning speed mode. As the chaos-orange inferno and glow faded away, the TITAN that was repeatedly punched first experienced the punches and kicks in delay until he was left as a blood explosion, engulfed in flames while the other TITAN made peeling sounds as he was split in half.

The two Evolved were unable to move their arms and legs in the air but all three were still flying at him. SIN caught the two injured Evolved and clapped them together with the last one into a puddle of mess for him to consume. Due to HERCULES' impalement, the hoodie he was wearing was worn out, leaving his back out to the open. The scars Jaune had were glowing orange and forming steam, even the scar on his eye and through his brain. SIN moaned in ecstasy at the bloodbath he had spilled, rolling his eyes to the savour, "Aaaaauuuuu...Well then, time to find that son of a bitch Mercer but if I want to do that, I gotta do it with style! Whoa there!"

His right arm was fighting back, a bright crack formed on it and unimaginable power was being released, untamed and victimising the world once more. The small waves it caused splashed onto the buildings, forming breaches to space and its stars and galaxies. SIN huffed to Jaune's pitiful struggle to gain full control, "Nah nah nah, you ain't getting anywhere with that defenceless piece of shit. Adorable attempt, to be honest! Never again!"

SIN clung onto his right wrist and flung his whole arm into his knee, breaking it before regenerating. The spatial distortion ended as quick as possible, half the city block had been atomised or sent into any dimension, possibly into one where the apocalypse continued with no end. What was left was one structure with an advertisement. He caught a glance of a commercial billboard, a woman in a blue swimsuit was posing seductively on a beach. SIN burst in chuckles, "In the mean time, hehehahah! Why not get a cab? Oohhhoho, this is gonna be goooood!"

-:-

"Hi, you have reached the Atlas Military help line, do you have a terrorist incident to report?" A receptionist answered his call whereas he was shaking about the paint can he had been holding onto, admiring his artwork. He added a horse head on the woman with an aim icon, along with two black bars covering her breasts and crotch while putting lines at the background to depict the rain. SIN replied in a proud rich man accent with a normal voice, wearing a GRIMM LABS soldier uniform with the hood off and gas mask dangling off his neck, "Mmm, yes! I say, there has been a disturbance nearby, by a rather dashing, sporty maniac that had taken out a troop of your finest soldiers, including those heathen GRIMM LABS soldiers and muscular TITAN super soldiers! He has also vandalise your billboard with amazing avant garde designs, mmm yes! Do assist on taking care of the handsome old chap!"

"Please hold and stay where you are, we are sending reinforcements to neutralise the threat."

"Bring it on!"

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Oh nothing. Do please send them ASAP." SIN adjusted his throat back to his demonic voice again. An Atlas fighter carrier came in within half a minute, four Evolved were on its wings, ready to battle him, "Come to papa!"

Meanwhile, in a Bullhead:

A group of White Fang members were squeezing into the seats, even though there were enough for triple the amount of men. They were sitting beside Alex Mercer, who was fuming with lethal rage and armed with his rifle. Roman was sitting on the other side, sighing, "It's just a ring-"

"Oh, is that so? Does a regular ring take a shit load of your brain cells to stay up for two and a half days straight to replicate?"

"Nah, I'd say it'd take regularly around a week or so-"

"And you do realise that one of these idiots just doomed the whole planet?"

"And you're ZEUS! Who can best someone who half-ed the moon?!"

"The student of said moon-slicer who's going through a god-like transformation and surpassing his teacher! I swear to God, that fucker who broke the ring didn't have enough shots to the face..."

"Hey, you should be honoured to be given such a chance from Cinder and Taurus to kill their own man."

"And? He's the reason for CHRONUS still on the run!" The White Fang group compressed together further, frantic to death of Mercer's furious aspect which was irritating him, "And stop hugging one another! We're already here!"

"Y-Yes sir!" They got out of their seats, armed with their guns, scimitars and knives whereas he shape-shifted his mask on. They reached to the port, loaded with hundreds of shipment containers from the Schnee Dust Company. Alex looked up to the moon, although fixed back into a whole, it was left red with a tint of orange glow. He still could not understand how his blade wave could make a huge impact on a self-repairable orbit and the need for so much Dust when they already have him, Cinder, Adam and his two Evolved.

He also did understand why his Evolved could not help out with a simple task as his as they had been in charge with something they might not be capable of, preventing A-tier Grimms from getting too close to the White Fang headquarters but decided to roll with what she was going with. While the leader of the White Fang squad ordered them to get the tow cables, Roman told the animals to quicken up after five minutes later. The virus knocked him by the back of the head, snarling loudly, "Shut up. I don't see you do anything."

"And neither do you! You're suppose to be guarding me unlike that unconscious girl! Oh right, your brat knocked out my brat!"

"With no threats to speak of?"

"Then help these idiots here. I'm gonna check on what the others are doing on the second Bullhead..." As Roman marched off, a White Fang member had a bundle of tow cables set and awaiting for further orders from Alex, who told him, "Already got the cables, huh? Come, let's get a move on with this container."

He pulled a shipment out of the stack closer to the Bullhead with his fingers easily and got up on top of it, suddenly smelling bananas. He slowly and menacingly turned to the rooftop of the nearest warehouse, noticing a monkey Faunus with blonde hair and tail in an unbutton white shirt. With his orange pupils glued to him, he strolled his way closer, giving the Faunus the creeps. He was saved from ZEUS by an attention-catching, burning Bullhead, heading towards the Evolved. Although his mouth was gone and he could not be told whether he was smiling or not, SIN waved at him joyfully before flipping him off, his jaw was moving up and down.

Alex grabbed the White Fang trooper by the collar and threw her out of harm's way, the jet drove through the Schnee Dust containers, including the one he was standing on. Instead of jumping off, he climbed above its timbered side and punched through the front view of the air-carrier, further hitting SIN by the heart. He grabbed him by the head and was about to bulldoze through the other end of the plane but was intercepted with the maniac punching him in the stomach and using his head to do the same. Mercer was immediately body-slammed through a container of fire Dust, burning while SIN still stomped him about the face before kicking him aside, laughing. Roman shouted, "The hell?!"

"J-Jaune?!" Blake gasped upon the horrid sight of her friend, while the monkey hissed in fear of the burnt, decaying face, "Oooo..I do not want to be him."

"Evening, ladies and gentlemen! Wanna dance with the devil under the red moonlight?" The rest were aiming their guns and cane at him and firing a wall of lead that would have torn down the strongest body armour around. SIN double-bounced walked to them casually with his bulletproof skin deflecting the shots away from him, sometimes right back to their guns, sabotaging them, "Awwww! I guess not! Harh harh!"

"Tsk. Shi-GGRRMPPH!" He roundhouse-kicked one through tons of containers, killing him, seized over another's rifle to fill him with his own lead and impaled his entire arm through the second last's chest. The remaining White Fang soldier had her legs kicked off of the ground, leaving her horizontally opened for SIN to dice her down in half with his Claw. Once the rest of the Faunus arrived from the other side of the port, he used his Whipfist to stab through one of them and flung him over to his side. A tendril crawled from his body and through his left arm to shank him into a Bio-Bomb before booting him back to his teammates.

The Bio-Bomb caught them altogether and bash them with their own body weight crushing the life out of them. Roman fired panic shots with his cane in fear, the voice had just annihilated his entire crew and reinforcements had yet to arrive. SIN chuckled sinisterly, slapping away his bullets and weapon while the hand on his neck instantly grew into an entire black skeletal arm that grabbed Roman by the neck to choke-slam him to the wall. SIN's overgrown tongue licked around his chin, sending shivers of fright down his spine, before it shrank back in to have a taste of his upper jaw. He unlatched a flip knife from his hand, the flicking sound made Torchwick's heart skip a beat, "GAWD, your face is disssGUSTingly annoying, it's basically hate at first sight! Did anyone tell you how much they DESPISE your pretty, smug face? I know I do, hehe! I mean, look at you-elllhrrrghh..."

"O-Oh fuck..Oh fuck-GAH! Ew, ew ew!..." Roman was far from brave and cocky, to fearful and grossed out by SIN's extended tongue, nearly licking his actual eyeballs, uncovered with his eyelids, and already had his cheeks and sideburn savaged by it. "Some kind of jackass who points out how dark the world is. When you're being bias about how AMUSING you humans are saying that! Hhhehehehahaha! *pant* *pant* *pant* It's just so FUNNY that you all say the same bloody thing..when they're all your SINS! This is 'A' material, right here! Jolly good show! Ahah! Ahahahahaha..."

He smacked his own thigh, laughing recalcitrantly while accidentally making small cuts to his neck. Torchwick's breathing was too similar to hyperventilation, he might lose his ability to ever inhale and exhale while it would be nothing to SIN from all of his panting each chuckle. Coming back with composure, SIN's fleshy, squinted and serious eye depicted the change in the atmosphere, "But let's get real, the hatred is such a guilty pleasure. And that lust's gonna be NEAT from all the things I've done to you. Not about to! HAVE. DONE."

"P-Please don't! I-I'll hire you! Or I'll give you money! Tons of Lien! J-Just don't-Oh fucking shit, I can't hold it much longer-"

"Ugh, what a buzzkill. Fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck FUCKING DON'T. GO THAT FAR WITH-MMHMMHMMHMM, CASH. It's because of people like you that made me into this, dear friend. Cash as protection or Hell, power. Power, powerpowerpower, really? Fuck you. FUCK. YOU! POWER..POWER is a form of greater superiority an entity would want more than CARDS. Cards that only matters when it comes to paid food, unnecessarily expensive wine, strippers, prosts, drugs but GUNS AND BODYGUARDS. Aren't. Power. To prove this fact, cash won't 'save' you this time. NOT. FROM. ME...Shall we get started on fixing the whole 'Don't understand World's pain' situation, my piss-leaking friend?"

"W-WAIT, NO-!"

"Say hi to 'Zaz for me, yeah?-Oofhohoho!"

Alex dropkicked and body-slid on him, getting him away from his comrade. He alternatively stomped into the concrete rather than kick him away, he still had his feet above his head, "Well, here's my target. Roman, you're gonna have to take care of the cargos, cat and monkey! I'll handle him."

"Suuuure, but he can do the same, wanka. HAHA!" SIN's third arm took a good fist to his face, getting Mercer off of him. During the time the skeleton retracted back into his neck, SIN pulled him by the leg, tripping and taking him to run off onto the ocean with invisible velocity. Torchwick got confused over what he told him until Blake held him hostage with the sharp end of her Gambol Shroud to his throat, "What the-! Oh for f-"

Meanwhile:

The fallen Guardian launched him straight into a boulder on a deserted island with an active volcano. Though dangerous, the rest of the landscape was exotic, well-watered leaves stuck firm to the branches of healthy trees, sooth, greenish grass, few weak C-tier Grimms lurking in the shadows and the water bodies were quiet and reflective. A paradise not bred and grown by mankind but nature and only that. Mercer grunted angrily at the pride-breaking superior strength Jaune had gotten from SIN's absurd abilities and went around a 180 degree clockwise, aiming his rifle and firing a powerful red beam.

It was easily split in half by SIN's arm, being nullified while exerting enough force to back him off. While the excess energy streamed off to the distance, SIN decelerated and was standing not in the pond but on it. The absolute surface had his feet above it, with him not running faster than he could sink. Legitimately walking on water. Mercer shook his head and threw his rifle to the sky, slightly amazed, "*sigh* There goes a week of my efforts and existence down the drain."

"Mhmhmhmhm..I told you, Mercer. I am gonna kill you, then him, then your girl and everyone else."

"Couldn't you kill Jaune before I get the chance to hunt you down?"

(The Ghost Rider Arrives by David Sardy)

"See, he's personal, torturing me into his own demons and taking away my 'innocence'. I prefer my revenge savoury for two to, hmm, three years maybe? Heh! You stopping me is gonna make that bloody annoying. Although, thanks for such a lovely gift of Evolution and the Hellfire necessary to kill you. But I have enough of talking, like the one 2 years ago and the one with all those snobs in the Hive Mind. For real," Without ever moving his mouth to utter, whispers came out of his voice to speak of two Arc techniques; Arc 9: Hermes' Boots and Arc 12: Hercules' Gauntlets. Black and red Aura shot out around the island like an overdrive, deteriorating the grass, trees and Grimms that were positioning themselves for an ambush before clustering into his arms and legs.

The pressure from pure exertion of Aura was effortlessly over fifty PSI, a pressure that could dismantle heavily constructed building or, in this case, upsetting the volcano into near eruption. Vale itself could understand his tremor, steady alcohol meniscus shaken in wine glasses during the evening dinner, satellite dishes tilted with the displayed televisions having static screens, oceans troublingly disturbed into rouge tsunami waves. From the other small island the White Fang had pitched their fortress in, Adam was sharpening his skills with his scarlet katana, Wilt and Blush. He felt a disturbance to the air surrounding him, questioning himself, "This oxygen-deforming strain..What's Mercer doing?"

Even back in Beacon, while Fox was testing Yatsuhashi's Aura with his Scroll, the detector mostly focused on a stronger pulse than what his parter was giving off. It calculated the invisible shockwave to be '1.89e+5 Tons of TNT', astonishing Alistar. His appalled look bemused the giant, "Fox? Is there something wrong?"

"Y-Yatsu..Ho-How did you get this strong?"

"I've been. Training regularly but, that much?" Ozpin eavesdropped on the two students, thinking of whether it had to do with Jaune's Semblance or Alex's power. He opened up his own Scroll, his own reading was 1.56e+4 Tons of TNT within his own office. One of their own Auras were so pressurising to reach to his workroom from the island they were on and he was getting concerned about the safety of not only his students but Vale itself. Back at the epicentre, parts of Mercer's body began to fall into crumble. SIN chuckled and finished his sentence, every movement he made left a small mirage, "Like gods."

"Fine by me. Mercer Arc 12: Ares' Cry." Alex took his chance to transform, whipping out his Muscle Mass arms and HERMES' own special powers while letting his bones pierce out of his limbs. Carapace-like black shells came out of him and turned into his Grimmified Agile Armour. Orange mist, orange Aura, orange eyes, Alex pushed himself to the limit and beyond. His efforts were evident with Vale's disasters extended in duration. And they had yet to start, louring and beaming at one another. The red moon was perfect, the stormy weather was thundered with scarlet lightning strikes, it was a fight for the current semester's top food chain. With his right arm shaped into his Blade and his other into his Claw, ZEUS smirked, gesturing SIN to bring it and removing his Armour mask, "Your move."

The fallen Guardian accelerated at a slow pace before getting faster and faster, three after-images followed the red streak he emitted. Alex did the same, having similar velocities as his. They epically spun like two tornadoes and clashed their Blades that were immensely enhanced by their techniques and Aura, a deadly black, red and orange force of vibrations scattered across the seas, all over the kingdom. The shock was so intense, the volcano was already at the second-last stage to eruption, the ocean nearest to the island was being splashed away, all kinds of glass had been cracked or obliterated, depending on the distance away from them.

The sound it made had its bass dropped, with the ground shaken like an earthquake, affecting the battle between Roman's small army and a ginger girl in a green combat-readied dress as her energy blast mistakenly sawed off the wings of White Fang's Bullhead reinforcements instead of drastically incarcerate Torchwick into a month-long coma with severe burns. Ozpin and Fox's Scrolls detected the energy with a tiny crack and a short-circuited explosion respectively. While Fox was smacking his forearms off of the ambers of his broken device, the principal's screen stayed flickering the two readings of 6.66e+14 and 9.99e+14 Tons of TNT. He got a worsened feeling about the future of Vale and paid no more attention from the monitors to a plan in preventing the damages, jumping out of his tower.

(Bored Again by Lockjaw)

"...Like they all say, lllllet's get ready to rumboOOOOOOOUUULE-HHHAHAHAHAHA!" SIN shouted, grinning sadistically and cracking his head. His red eyes were begging for an endless bliss of slaughter and in response, Alex's lips curled into a twisted grin. Thus far, revelation started. They detached and vanished from sight, weaker slashes, stabs, kicks and punches only trembled the island they were on. They dashed into the dead greenland, smacking the trees as kinetic projectiles to distract each other. Alex heightened his speed by a split second to gain the upper hand and choke-slam SIN into the wall of the volcano.

He forced out a series of punches into SIN's chest, though the deranged was laughing to it with a bleeding tongue, sandwich-ing him closer to the burning magma. Once he started to see the sizzling hot liquid flowing from the back of his student's body, he plunged his knee into his gullet for an addition to the last attack to break straight into the lava pool. He uppercutted him out onto the surface, obsidian slabs were forming out of the inner walls of the burning mountain. SIN climbed on top of one, the skin was still hissing to the biomass-frying heat whereas Alex got onto the same one, unaffected. The rejected rebel grunted angrily like a dog shaking off to water, "Hot enough for you?"

"Meh, not too shabby. Better than the spa anyway!" He still put up a smile. Finally, the magma was ejected out to the open-area due to the stored energy within the black hill. Thus, they were both propelled to the sky for an aerial battle. Another spark about the clouds with scarlet lightning but all it did was staying in mid-air, barely moving closer to the ground to strike. With time slowed down, SIN air-dashed in for a flying roundhouse kick to Mercer's thigh before getting pummelled away with his Hammerfist. While SIN could have got him by the jaw with another air-dash jab, Alex evaded away and went back in with a backhand to his head. Instead of being flown off from the attack, he retaliated by holding onto his shoulder with his right hand and wrapping his left leg to his.

He vigorously elbowed Alex's chest and torso repeatedly to infect him with decomposition whereas the virus fought back as well with hooks of his Muscle Mass arms. With his leg and arm still holding onto him, he stabbed through into him with his fingers and zoomed down with him, creating a strong sonic boom. The Guardian first landed with his right leg just to kneel down, using his knee to break Alex's spine. Time continued on, the lightning struck and Arc's demon lifted him up by only the same decay-toxic hand in the air, chuckling jeeringly, "Fatal enough for ya? 'Course, your healing factor's quick. But death's quicker!"

SIN flung him away, making him eat the grovel while still being smeared to it through the throw. He caught up with Mercer by foot and rapidly punched him back down whenever he hit a boulder and got his face off from the floor. He soccer-chipped his head, projecting him back to the volcano to shatter it whole, "Watch my STEP! AHAHAHA!"

'Tch! He's getting better! And he wasn't kidding with my regeneration! Gotta think...' Alex spat in his mind, a debris was flying above him. SIN transmitted himself under the giant piece of obsidian, stuck to it instead of falling. He stared at Mercer, smirking, 'My point exactly, pal.'

"W-What?!"

'Read your mind, Mercer. It's what the stronger brain potential can do. And I gotta say, you sure do love to nestle in-between Angela's boobs half a week ago! Cute~.' SIN patted his stomach, pointing and laughing at him, who grumbled in an embarrassed state. "Motherfu-!"

After an introduction with his knee and the faltering grass, he could not go on without the same upper-hand as his opponent. He let out a weak chuckle, amused by Jaune's speedy growth to his level. The wound left as a sign of decomposition remained and he tore a patch off of his chest, preventing the decomposition from spreading even further. He huffed, "Mercer Arc 8:"

"Auuugh, that move?! Can't wait to see what ya got as WELL! Arc 8: Apollo's-" After that, he vanished and left a steady flow of green energy. Mercer hesitated, 'T-That-! That wasn't a speed mirage! No, I should've kept up with it. That looked similar. Like the green girl! A-'

'Mind Illusion.' He turned around, his eyes were inches away from his, the fallen Guardian's right pupil were so contracted and his right lips were so wide open to the point they were splitting apart, it depicted more than enough of his insanity and suspense. Before he could utter the rest of his technique, SIN beat him to it with an outright ear-shattering shockwave through his vocal cords, "SCREEEEAAAAAM!"

The vibrations were so loud, it sounded like ten million flash-bangs within the same area and the same time, bursting out puddles of blood from Alex's eardrums and puncturing his ribs and right arm. As he bashed down into the trees, he began flinching to the pain inflicted to his arm mainly, "Ngh! Son of a bitch!"

"Ya gotta step it up a noootch~," SIN clapped at his satisfying thwart, shaking his hips sideways and tap dancing in an Irish method before ending off with a neat arm spread, which was quite ruined with his tongue out of his sadistic grin. Alex got back up and twisted his body into an orderly shape. Though the difficulty was nothing much, his irritation filled up the the gap.

"How's this?! Medusa's Wrath!" ZEUS' eyes blew up with immense green energy into lasers. The beams disintegrated the rest of the battleground, impossibly evaporating the volcano's lava and completely frying off any proof of the island's existence. And they were not even the intended target. The beauty of the scenery was gone, disintegrated into dust, dead for another allure to rise. The seduction of intensity. The grandeur of power. Oceans vaporised, terrain toppled down by kilometres and SIN's getting the worst of the energy attack. The entire left half of his body was only pardoned with a few strands of blood vessels, a sliced heart, toasted kidney, fried brain and, of course, his skeletal system.

The rest were history and the dust cloud appeared as thick-like smoke. Gone like the wind, the degenerate forced out a mighty force to clear the dirt in the air. His cells regenerated faster than the blink of an eye, he fervently looked around for any sign or trace of the fellow demon during the time of the seawater pouring down from a cylinder-like waterfall. Alex came out of one of the walls of water and roundhouse-kicked him from behind, puncturing a few more organs as an element of surprise.

Though it was no longer a possibility to counterattack, he ate the kick like a champion and backhanded him away like a viking, still had room for dessert before the main course. When they both recovered from their strikes, they went back-and-forth with another staring contest, eyes locked and circling around to pace themselves. With their hyperspeed, to them, the waterfall would take longer to flood the hole than the bride uniting with her groom.

They went back at it again, punching, kicking, hurting and killing one another and piece by piece, Remnant was still being ripped apart by their undying bloodlust. While they went on, Ozpin took the initiative to save civilians from Vale, kicking away a falling, vandalised advertising board from a family of five. The principal was supported with GRIMM LABS soldiers and TITANS to rescue casualties from decrypting structures and stabilising them for a little longer respectively. Ozpin got a call using a new Scroll, "Glynda, got all of them to safety?"

"Not all. We're only left with a few more teams like RWBY and some more people such as Mr. Wukong. Most probable that they're in Vale. You believe that they're safe on your side?"

"They're different than the average students we acquired. They're much stronger, so it should be less probable that they got harmed by this. I'm more worried for the other kingdoms without Jimmy's help."

"Menagerie?"

"They're fine. But, those two megalomaniacs. I can't put a pin on how ridiculous both of them are." Ozpin huffed, before being cut off by another quake shock. "Get Mr Port and Oobleck to Vacuo, and go to Mistral to aid the disaster squads. Let's get to business, shall we?"

The rapist formed a massive beatdown combo on Alex, puncturing and sabotaging each limb, each vital organ and each nerves for motion-functions, paralysing him over and over, fighting against his healing factor. One step ahead, SIN took Alex's combat adaptation into account and used the Dust warp-wrist, shape-shifted it to his right wrist instead of his left, to create giant icicles with a giant amber inside each of them. Stabbing them into his arms, the icicles were freezing his muscles down internally while tackling within every interval. He kicked him away to let the amber explode, sending ice fragments into Mercer's eyes. Using Dust once more, he switched to both Earth and Fire Dust warp-rings. He made a boulder-size glove surrounding his arm, encasing it with obsidian and magma.

Pitching the final blow, he impaled Alex in a taunting move, cocky for using his non-deadly limb and battle-crying, "INJUSTICE!"

The Dust creation was like any grenade, a magma bomb enlarging the impalement. Mercer hurled a breath-full of blood at his face, aching to over-the-top torment, pain never felt before, somewhat in bliss. All of the battle they were doing, it was all-too nostalgic. He could remember what it was, fighting for the top, the hunt, the intensity and friction. But this fight was nothing compared to the Supreme Hunter or MOTHER. It felt RIGHT. SIN removed his arm in him and was about to strike him again with a downward Hammerfist slam.

He tried to counter it back with both Hammerfists but to be awestruck by SIN's sacrificing of completely shattering his power into greater brutal force. Even for regenerative immortals, Mercer would not believe that doing so just to strain on him would be recoverable, SIN could not care at all. He formed his last Hammerfist and did it again, losing it with recklessness, oblivion, blissful ignorance, all to put Alex to his knees and kick him away.

"Ugh, you seriously don't have to spit at me, dear Lexie! And this one smells too. Beacon's Monday lunch? Beacon's Monday lunch. Still, thanks to your little sickness, you're making this too easy!" SIN smeared off a palm-full of Alex's blood and geared out his Whipfist to smash him back and forth, to the ground, back up and the ground on the opposite side. Instead of being able to gush out all of his thighs, he felt something blazingly hot burning down his Whipfist. He withdrew his fist back but was stabbed when thrown by Mercer in order to do so. His left arm transformed into a biomass gauntlet that had his katana and its new scabbard as the fin, very similar to Vergil's Devil Trigger. The weapon included a chain linking to the hilt and the sheath had an orange eye looking ravenously around, just like in Jaune's visions, "Aaahh, right. The Devil's Pride!"

"I'll show you easy!"

Alex armed himself with his katana, already fencing with both of SIN's skeleton arms just to escape from the clutches of a dying process. When he deflected off one of his grabs, the collision caused a slight sharp wind of orange energy, dividing the sea more and more, splitting down the nearby islands, mountains and Grimms. He also pulled off an impressive low-spin kick to trip him and stab him straight to the bicep. When his weapon got caught by his other arm, he took it as an opportunity to pick him up by it and throw him into another boulder while shaking him off of his sword. When he got punched in the face, he covered with a spin and a backhanded crack to his jaw with the hilt of his uchigatana. Finally, Alexander was capable of stepping up his game with a smirk, and him pinning the demon to the ground "Heh! Feeling good 'bout yourself?!"

"Nah, I'm just glad I shut your mouth for a few minutes!"

"But ain't that boring, though? No quips? No entertainment? Sooooo BORING. MORE FUN, MORE FUN!"

(Own Little World by Celldweller)

SIN slammed his hand onto the deserted ground, completely shattering a whole continent's rock bottom within the centre, thankfully the sea was seeping through the cracks and not completely drowning them in the deepest of depth. With Alex slipping down the rubble, he backflipped away from Mercer's check and stopped to a boulder. With enough legwork, he shot back, headbutting into his torso. With recovery, they zig-zagged about the falling remains of dirt, trading blows at each other.

Throughout their fight, they had been so mobile, so in-motion, so rigid in strength within their attacks that every step they made is another quick quake about the seafloor. With every clash, the excess force escaped to compress the ground together like a mega-size hydraulic press, pushing down the continent nearer to the centre of the planet. They wall-ran out of the hole and air-dashed randomly, their sonic booms also sent vibrations to push the ocean into forms of waves. Millions of plans to counter him again created, surveyed and thrown into the bin in Mercer's brain while he made sure he resist SIN's mind-reading, "Heh! Why backing up?! You think you can get away from me after that!? NOT A CHANCE."

He put two fingers to his right temple, a green highlight popped from his eyes. Alex's mind felt like it got shot through the skull and bashed into mush, when he crashed down into another island, near a small pond of lava. While he followed him, still having his hand up to his head, Mercer struggled, as if something was pushing its way into his mind, breaking it, manipulating it, undoing its purpose to keep the body functional. SIN walked up and fractured his knee to worsen his will to persevere through his, 'Mind-control, aye? Getting pissed off with the brain potential bullshit, yet?'

'T-T-That all you got?! GGNNNAARGH!'

'Well, hmhmhmhmm~..Who goddamn knows?!' With a flick of his ankle, SIN twisted his whole right arm ligament using his foot, like twisting a plastic water bottle. There was so much for ZEUS to deal with, mind-resistance, stress, fracture whereas the monster pulled his hair closer to the lava, "Aawww. Don't be shy! It's just a bath~!"

"Give one some slack! The weapon's 'Hellfire' is a pain in the ass enough to make me do THIS!" Alex dunked his whole left arm into it and popped out his Claw, heated and 'drenched' in magma, in-which he sliced straight both his eyes, lips, chin and chest, "Grgh!"

Once loose of his grasp, he found the reconnection of his body parts repetitive and did the same to him in pleasing retaliation. Tables turning, he choke-slammed him into the pool, hoping to God that drowning him would deep-fry his brain through his eyeholes. Unfortunately, he was praying too much after Jaune's whole black skull emerged out, laughing uncannily like some possessed doll of Satan's daughter(Basically the Ghost Rider laugh in Spirit Of Vengeance), "Just die already!"

"THEN KILL ME!" SIN clutched onto his forehead and kicked his neck bones separated, dispatching control over the direction of his sight. Pushing away his hands off of his head, SIN's teeth bit onto Alex's neck to wag him around like a dog and power-drive him into the floor while his head healed back. He raised his open hand and called, "Arc 7: Moon Tooth Spade!"

A monk's spade, with a crescent on the other end, made out of pure yellow Aura was created from a single spark, equipped by the hands of the demon. SIN smacked the shovel's blade straight into the dirt, ejecting a humungous piece of the island, almost like a hill, into the sky, with Alex's upper-half buried in it. After some spins about with the staff from his front, back and sides, he rushed a powerful wave of Aura in the shape of a crescent at the mountain-size debris and the Devil reincarnate. Luckily, he managed to pull out his head, relieved to breathe the fresh air again instead of nearly having a centipede crawling into his nostril, "Jesus! That was so close! Any second later, it would've just-!"

Before another word was drawn, the Aura crescent cut clean of the rock, including his arm that occupied his Devil's Pride and left leg. Alex let out a 'Tch!' and reached out for them with his tendrils through the wounds successfully. He rolled on the piece, unable to regain his balance on it from his failure to stick his fingers into the soil. With much impatience, Mercer stuck his whole arm, Groundspikes digging their way thoroughly, giving John more grip. Using one hand, he put up a good swing with the chunk of Remnant and threw it straight at SIN, who could not help but cackle, rolling about the ground. Wiping off his black, cold tears, he pursued on, "Ahah. Ahah! OHHAHAHAHAHA! *pant *pant* Reel scawry, Mercer! Reel scawry after what I HAD DONE!"

The broken casted out another crescent of Aura to turn the projectile into crumble. Through the gaps, he caught a glimpse of no ZEUS but an orange tear upon thin air. Before he could twist around and shank him with the spade, Alex already had his sword's tip dipped in his neck. The third hand stopped it from its tracks, the bones were cracking from stopping the blade while it made a little dent into the material of the katana. Alex improvised and heel-kicked the hand away, especially popping out SIN's eyes in fury after noticing the blade being spoilt. As he grunted and glowered at his enemy, who took the opportunity of his eyeballs dangling from the optic nerves to fool around with them and treat them like googly eye glasses, "Boing boing boing! Hehehehaha."

'Seriously?'

'Yeah seriously.' The strings pulled back the eyes into their sockets, granting back his vision's focus whereas Mercer shifted his wrist to alleviate the ache from hitting something as hard as steel for an Evolved. SIN cried, rubbing the broken bone stuck to his neck, "Boo~! You owe me some bone replacement, you prick! Oh well, you already did..."

The hand healed itself back to shape, any cracks, fractures or even possible loss of fingertips? There were none, it was fixed and kicking. Unfortunately, from the side of Alex, he seemed tensed that his blade's not doing the same, when he and his weapon are two things while SIN's is one with his regenerative abilities. Eyes fondling over the dazzling hand, he laughed, "No idea how a virus is this divine and powerful to fix this bad boy. Still, you can tell the obvious on who's gonna win, no?"

"Now what?"

"No! Not 'now what', 'now..why'?" The battle settled, adrenaline calmed, blood pumping less. SIN went back to his rant, a slight letdown, "Don't you know that you can't stop me? That there's no meaning of hope when the sign of your sword has been tainted and I, still as fresh and PURE! Why persist? Why go on? You've seen what your blade had aided you in confronting me but now look at it! It doesn't last nor will your spirit to stop me from doomsday. You've failed! You've lost by the time it cracked. You wanted to save this whole new world that brought you life, spirit and happiness, yeah? Unlike that alternative you've been BORING yourself in. And out of all the people you met, the girl you have, the family you were, sort of, accepted in, the only person who was the key to your positivity, your emo side's demise, your sense of truth and justice!..was Jaune. Now look at me, and look through me..at him...You let the little one break into some small little autistic boy, the world's darkness against him since childhood till...now. Heh, now that I'm back."

"Y..You honestly believe that?"

"I'm sorry, believe in what?"

"You honestly think I'd stop here? From all this animosity? This suspense? From the point of no return, I had already sealed my fate..and I'll damn myself to hell if I stop where I could go on with 50% efficiency!"

"Haaa...Heroes those days. Just didn't know the modern world's heroes do quit. There's no point in becoming a Saviour as well when fate has you at hand. You should be like the others, begging for mercy to live. You wouldn't want to miss all that fun you had, feeling adorably warm by your angel. You don't want to go back to that dump where people opposes you, especially-ESPECIALLY your sister. What's the point of continuing on when all this is gonna get yourself killed? Stopping me's nothing, it's over to begin with. I even stop laughing! To prove the fact that you're DONE, MERCER. And you've lost and can still lose the chance to redeem yourself into the true hero-"

"Please. Stop talking." ZEUS sighed, sheathing his damaged katana in slight amusement and supposedly surrendering himself. "I'm guessing you've understood it as well, huh? There's no further path forward. Just accept it. And die-"

Alex left a strange, powerful orange afterimage, going over the distance between them and shackle all the pride SIN had with a simple punch. In an instant. After the superman punch, SIN flipped about like a ragdoll, pummelling down the dirt floor. The world felt quieter, steadier, colder and emptier than before. As if something had just happened to the world the instant Mercer 'teleported'. Though smiling and getting back up with his Aura weapon, the Satanic monster started sweating in slight fear but mostly shock, he had no idea what just happened. But once he noticed the static-like mirage disappearing within a blink, SIN could tell what the bloody hell happened. Mercer tightened his grip, he grinned widely, "Yes. People do seem to care about themselves, hate another for their selfish intents, but it's not about them, it's about us! I am quite scared of you, managing to overwhelm me like this. Taking out every plan of attack I had using mind reading, using powers I haven't imagined at all. The word use of dying's hilarious, coming from your mouth. I may have let you down but I'm still here to do something for you. I won't let misery strike like a bore. I'd give misery a second try before knowing what it's intended on! I'm flattered to fight you, SIN. And I'm proud of you, Jaune. For chasing a dream that's impossible but you've managed this far for an origin! BUT THAT WAS WHAT YOU THINK I WAS FOCUSING ON?!"

"W-What the-?! Heh! *cough* heh!"

"I didn't try to save everyone or even the world if I care! That wasn't impossible by now, just a minor decision I wanted to make for humanity and Faunus! Saving you from yourself is what I'm doing, Jaune!"

"Ah! Ahah! And you've also seen through what I am as well! Very! VERY GOOD!"

"For fuck's sake, I'm not here to just try and beat you! I'm here to kill you over," Alex did it again, instantly teleporting from one point to him, elbowing him back to the ground while leaving another highlight of his aspect. "And over!"

Mercer pulled SIN by the hair and flung him to a direction, where he repeated his illusionary trick again and roundhouse-heel-kicked him by the throat, "AND OVER!"

'Arsehole! He's got the technique! He's gotten it and I. HAVEN'T! ANNOYING. ANNOYING! ANNOYING, ANNOYING, ANNOYINGANNOYINGANNOYINGANNOYINGANNOYINGANNOYING-ANNNNOOOYYYINNGG!' SIN kept gritting, kept hating, kept laughing, kept raging. He knew where Alex's speech was going. And he would follow it to his heart's content and would hate him to the ends of the damned world God had created. During the time interval, SIN's dark veins over-pumped into orange, beginning his picosecond of rampage. He combined his Moon Tooth Spade's power with his light-speed, propelling Alex back and forth as well, truly enjoying the fight. In his motion, the planet felt like it stopped moving forever and he did a gravely huge number on his body, slashing his neck, trying to behead him, and even slapping the flat-side of his weapon onto his face which broke the left half of his armour's mask. But before the finishing blow, SIN noticed Alex's physical body stuttering like a television static before being slashed at all body areas, with deep cuts and wounds. He became a literal firework explosion with blazing orange blood.

Mercer was covered in bruises as well, from head to toe, but what was leaking out of him was tons of orange Aura, flooding out through his eyes, his mouth, and even his back. His Arc technique, 'Mercer Arc 9: Nemesis' Comeback'. With this major boost, he could end off his sentence with a proud roar and grin, "TILL YOU FUCKING WAKE UP, JAUNE ARC! CAUSE YOU'RE MISSING OUT TOO MUCH FUN!"

In a snap, Jaune heard him. From his subconscious, deformed state, he heard him. His teacher's voice. His father's words. His rival's call. Arc reached out to a star of light from a tunnel of darkness and exited, "I-I'm missing out the fun?! HEH! HAHAHA! THEN BRING IT, SAMAEL!"

(Deliver Me by Gospel Spirit)

"Mercer Arc 7: Green Dragon Crescent Blade!" Alex made a giant bladed staff out of green Aura and skirmish against his shovel. The tidal waves got stronger, Remnant could not handle the bumpy ride, so had those who stood so strong and perseverant against their vigour. They did not rocked the planet anymore. Not even the solar system of any other planets, not just the sun, not the galaxy or the fucking universe. They were rocking dimensions to their knees, whenever the instance when they keep making afterimages of themselves from every shock explosions they formed together. Every innocent soul in numerous disaster shelters were panicking but those outside were enduring throughout. Wusses were leaving their families behind for their own sakes but heroes, civilian, soldier or hunter, were saving. Broken wills committed suicide but strong believers praised on and on. All of those did not matter anymore. What was happening on their side was truly a REVELATION.

Alex's Dragon blade turned into a chinese dragon, controlled by his hand movements to deflect away Jaune's energy-based projectiles in the shape of crescent moons. After Mercer dismantled the dragon into green ambers and Arc charged in with a thrust of the Moon Tooth Spade, he concentrated all the green flames into his right fist and thus blew up both of their techniques into smithereens, including the size of half a small country and their arms. Their stamina was drenched, drained and sucked out, they were bathed in sweat and each other's blood, their strength said no...yet their souls said HELL no.

With another quick flow of adrenaline, they exhausted out their healing factors to the absolute limits and grew back their arms. Struggling against the tensed and locked muscles, they prepared their stances for one. Last. Clash. The dragon gripped his fang and the space around him was clouded into a dark and red atmospheric ball, the eye on his scabbard went wild and looked to many directions within a second. The unicorn clasped a right fist, doing the same but with a calmer, holier bright yellow Aura. One's blade is broken and the other's arm is tearing itself apart, whilst healing the right side of his pale condition. Their spheres shrunk down, focused and pressurised like a luminous flame steadied into a non-luminous flame. And in a flash, they became stars shooting at one another. Satan, eyes drilled with black stars, burst into flames and Michael's blood shot out of the veins due to highspeed blood pressure.

"VORPAL BLADE!"

"GOSPEL STEEEEEEELLLL!"

They pulled of their best of all the fun they had. The chivalry within their fight. Their last breaths. A black line crossed the sudden red sky, parallel to the horizontal floor. It was over. The angel fell into two parts with the devil sheathing back his pride and catching his rifle. In the end of this chapter, the war...had ended.

About Angela calling him John thing, he has a second name within Alexander J. Mercer. Unknown. Might as well give one to him.

Hope you enjoy this chapter. May have rushed due to a certain deadline and multiple upcoming tests. Glad that it reached this date and will come back to solve any mistakes and change any parts of the chapter. I'm going to mainly focus on my other fanfic so as to end that fanfic's season then start this fanfic's season two after I have my pleasure in doing something else than this crossover. Do fav, follow, review and share. One last thing, check the bible(not that I want you to go Christian) and the date. I had to rush this a little bit.