AN: Peopleeeeeee please learn what OOC is lols - it's making a canon character more of an OC than it is supposed to be. Ergo an alternate version of a canon character. I know Jaune seems OC, that's the premise for the story lols XD

And yeah, I just made Jaune's badass potential realized is all. Everybody gets a moment with Jaune btw until I decide either f-it I'll make a harem, or decide on a pairing or multiple pairings. But NoRen. Seriously. XD

Though it seems Yang's gotten more time with Jaune than the others on hindsight. Pyrrah needs more airtime. She really does. She is awesome. I'm just glad Jaune tossed that sap on Cardin, I just

And I've recently gotten my hands on Dead Space 3, Payday 2, and GTA V so… DISTRACTIONSSSSSSS

And yeah… the ep of RWBY Jaunedice pt 2?... WHY JAUNE WHY?! You little bitch! Accept the helping hand instead of being the angsty teenager sonuvabitch that you are all of a sudden! That's not even your character! Though it was interesting to see, but then WHY THE FUCK IS CARDIN PROWLING ON THEM?! Fuck!

It would have been alright if Cardin wasn't there. It's official. I'm gonna end bashing on that mofo. You just watch. I'm just glad that Forever Fall went well.

And I seem to have made 'mecha-shifting' an actual word in the RWBY Fanfic vocabulair. I'm seeing it used a fair bit after my story lifted off bweh he he, or I'm just being narcessistic and you should leave me to my delusions.

Begin

"Jaune! Nora! Come on, we've spent enough Lien and time on the food stalls!"

"But itsh shwo gwood!"

"Nora, don't talk with your mouthful." Ren sighed, dragging his childhood friend by the back of her collar.

"Wait, wait, I want to get another one of those amazing crepes!"

"Jaune! You've had like five! That stuff isn't good for you if you have that many!"

I growled at Ruby who was wearing the china dress that she had gotten from our first C Rank turned A Rank mission with her signature cape and belt. The belt clashed a bit with the dress, but was still a nice personal touch. She had pulled her hood onto her head in an attempt to attract less attention, although I feel that it was only working because too many people were distracted by the fair to begin with.

The Hunter's Fair may have been a monthly event, but it was also a time when many privileged citizens of Vale as well as future hopefuls could scope out Beacon, as every few fairs one of the lesser combat schools would be allowed to visit and inspect the campus for themselves during the fair. For the citizens it was both an important time of business and making connections, especially for the many restaurants that catered and the various food stands and food trucks that popped up around campus.

I was thoroughly enjoying it all.

"Just one more banana, strawberry, and chocolate sauce crepe! Just one! They're so good!"

"It was embarrassing enough having to stand next to you and Nora the first five times, I am not standing there a sixth. Did you really have to ask for a double topping of sprinkles each time? You're eighteen!"

I huffed indignantly.

"Sprinkles are delicious!"

You can bet your damn, eye-catchingly, distracting lips they are, Ruby!

"Mmeyaah!" Nora cheered stuffing a chocolate chip muffin inside her mouth happily.

"For a guy that talks about wanting to be allowed to go hunt for game in the surrounding forests, you really like effeminate, sugary foods." Ruby chuckled, shaking her head.

"I'm pretty sure there's irony somewhere hearing that from a girl that had a triple stack cheeseburger."

That wad of meat was scary.

Ruby polished it off in about forty seconds.

THAT'S LESS THAN A MINUTE!

"That burger was delicious." she pouted. "The juciest patties, the sharpest cheddar and smooth pepperjack with lettuce, extra onion, and tomato. It was godly."

"Looking at that burger raised my cholesterol levels."

"Smelling your crepes gave me cavities."

We both stared at each other at a stand-off before bursting into laughter.

"Touche, Ruby, touche. But seriously, for someone that loves cookies so much, you're not really much for other sweets."

"No, I am. I'm just not down for five epically sugary crepes in a row." Ruby rolled her eyes before grabbing my hand and pulling me along so that we could match pace with Ren and Nora.

The Eastern teen had bought some tea at an Eastern tea stand for both him and Nora to drink and he was wiping her face off with a handkerchief. It was a strange cold drink with ice and small spheres of clear rice cakes that were dubbed 'pearls' because of their appearance, I suppose. Ruby and I got some for ourselves as well and we thoroughly enjoyed it.

The four of us bought a bunch of skewers of small fried chunks of chicken and shared it as we looked around for our friends as well as interesting events.

This Fair had students from Signal attending and Ruby had dragged me off looking for her friends and we had met Ren and Nora in the crowd by a shooting gallery.

Ruby nudged me in the ribs as Nora ate chicken off Ren's skewer as the lotus boy hand-fed her the tasty fried treats. They really should just start dating. Everybody assumes that they are already anyways.

"We're meeting up with your friends and then heading to the Colosseum to see Pyrrah and Blake fight, right? Where are we meeting them?" Ren politely asked, as usual. The green gunman was always cordial and polite. "Nora, don't suck on the skewers because you ate all the chicken."

Nora made a muffled sound as she ignored Ren, skipping forward while waving her arms to the ambient sounds.

"Nora! You almost pierced your cheeks last year when you did this. Just listen to me."

"Awwwwww…"

Ruby and I both snickered as Ren tiredly chased after Nora. Poor guy. Nora might be one of the coolest girls in the world, but she's such a big handful. Psychologically, of course, though I've heard the words "big handfuls" be used to describe her as well, though that tended to whispered between guys and about a lot of different girls.

Still, Ren always does look the most relaxed when he's looking after Nora, though with a personality like her's I assume that he's definitely gotten used to it.

"So we're supposed to meet your old school friends in the East Plaza? Geez. Maybe we should have picked someplace with less stalls. This place is way too packed to find people. It's by all the Clan Halls and dorms, so it's not surprising that it's so packed. These guys are all trying to catch us out of our beds with food."

"By the looks of it they're doing a really good job though." Ruby laughed, poking my stomach, "I think you're getting flabby already."

"Pft, whatever."

I yanked Ruby's hood over her head before dodging some angry but half-hearted swipes in my general direction.

"Ruby! Over here! She's over there guys!"

To our left was a group of three young teens by a fountain. One of them was getting out, soaked to the bone before he howled like a madman pulling another one into the water. The latter sputtered horrendously before kneeing the former in the gut and sitting up on the cool fountain water, black hair plastering his face.

"Goddamn it Forrest! The hell was that for you Grimm-sucker?"

"Now it's juuuuuust like the day you and Ruby met now isn't it?" The now identified Forrest grinned, caramel brown skin glinted like metal as a green rasta cap clung to his head, hiding the majority of his short curls.

Forrest ducked as his pearly whites shined like fine ivory.

"Ha ha! Hey Franklin! Hows the water?"

Franklin's dark skin flushed a shadowy red as he turned to scratch at the stubbly facial hair on his jaw.

"Hey man, this is all nostalgic and stuff, but this ain't funny."

Ruby and I had approached the group and I held my hands out for Franklin and Forrest before helping the two up.

"Let me give you a hand there." I chuckled. "I'm Jaune."

"Franklin." Franklin replied cooly, trying to stand tall, although the effect was diminished by his damp clothing.

"I'm Forrest! I like weapon maintenance." I shook his hand. "I helped Ruby with her designs for Crescent Rose."

"Really? Nice! I might have to bounce back some ideas with you later. Ruby packs some serious hardware."

"Uhm, I'm Amelia." A slim and small girl with a short dirty blonde bob held out her hand, wearing red plate armor over a darker, long-sleeved, maroon dress that cut off just above her knees.

"Jaune. It's a pleasure."

"Amelia!" Ruby squealed as she glomped her friend, the two giggling as they spun around dizzily. "It's so good to see you!"

"Ruby! Hey, I'm getting dizzy!" The girl protested weakly as she laughed.

Ruby just gave her a sly grin.

"Mmm, sorry I was just turning to see if Ross and Franz were going to stumble across you again. They should know better 'cuz you're mine." my clanmate giggled as she rubbed her cheek against her friend's.

Amelia blushed profusely as she sputtered out something about 'just friends' as Forrest and Franklin shook their heads.

"Hey Ruby, stop picking on your friend there." I chuckled as I picked her up by the nape of her hood. "Weren't you the one that wanted to play tour guide?"

She childishly stuck her tongue out at me, blowing a small raspberry.

I rolled my eyes before putting her back down.

"Well as you can see Ruby probably hasn't matured too much since you've all last seen her." I laughed, dodging a kick to my shins as her friends laughed along.

Ruby grumbled with a tint of pink on her face.

"So," I continued, "You're Ruby's friends, eh? How do you like the looks of Beacon?"

"Man, I'd like to go here, but this fancy, prep, uniform-type schools seem like they're out of my price range. My shriveled up aunt wouldn't pay for me to go someplace nice like this." Franklin grumbled as he wrung out his baggy blue shirt the best he could.

"You know you can get a scholarship to come here. After a while you can take on missions from Beacon to help or outright pay for your tuition as well, or pick up some pocket money. I think pretty much everybody in our Clan is on scholarship entry and so our missions just fund the treasury."

"Really? Man, that would help." Franklin wistfully admitted. "Sounds like a dream come true to me. I'm sick of being broker than hell."

"And since Weiss isn't here to nag at us, let's pinch some of the Clan funds so we can all go around and have a little fun!" Ruby cheekily grinned, "Leader privileges! Whoo!"

"Isn't that abuse of power?"

"Don't be a stick in the mud, Jaune! Come on guys! Our treat today!"

I rolled my eyes as Ruby and her Signal friends cheered.

Ruby better not be throwing me under the bus to Weiss if she comes to nag us to death.

"Well, I suppose that we can head to see Pyrrah and Blake's Grimm Gladiatorial Events. Apparently it's a series of battles between a Grimm then a contestant until only one contestant is left, so either you really should take down your opponents quickly or you'd have to be one hell of a stamina powerhouse." I said as Ruby guided us with the map.

I'm still terrible with directions, and though I know this campus now, I'm pretty sure that in a crowd like this I'd get lost very easily. The whole place looks completely different as pillars are decked with streamers and flyers, stalls of all sorts litter the sides of every street, some alleyways are blocked off as they are doubled in use for performer's changing rooms and personal travel of said performers and so on.

I can't believe that this happens every month, but I suppose that it comes down to the fact that the Beacon Hunter's Fair is as vital to the economy of Vale as Dust is for fending off Grimm. Lien becomes very well circulated as a result of it.

I quickly purchased a few skewers of spicy, fried rice cakes in a cup and I shared them with the group.

Ruby turned her nose at it initially, as she wasn't really much for spicy foods, but a few bites and she happily sated herself with one of the less saucy cakes before chewing on the lightly fried sticky goodness.

Apparently this 'Ross' person had introduced Amelia to these before and she giddily took multiple dips from the cup of spicy sauce for maximum taste alongside Forrest who Ruby jibbed could 'eat aluminum cans' when he felt like it before the rasta-capped teen blew a raspberry at her, causing her to flick sauce on his nose.

I've never seen anybody with a tongue long enough to block it.

Franklin tried, but it became apparent that it wasn't really his speed, and Forrest quickly pounced with all the grace of an Ursa before gobbling it up.

"Hey fool, you could just ask a brother."

"Don't get so stingy. You always let me have your soda cans."

"Fool, nobody else eats soda cans, man! Normal's overrated, but that shit ain't normal in any sense of the word."

"Baah. You're just being closed-minded Franky." Forrest scoffed, waving off his friend. "At least I'm not taking nibbles of your IFRS."

"IFRS?" I asked, letting the hungry Forrest have the remaining half of my rice cake skewer.

"Impulse Fanning Revolver Sword. I know that it's supposed to normally shoot, like, pistol rounds, but Frank here's strong enough to use 7.62mm rifle rounds for it and still hit stuff." Forrest poked Franklin's nose, getting a shove from his friend.

"Yo that's how old man Qrow taught me and Ruby how to shoot. Hip firing's all I know, but I'm good at it and others can't really expect where the bullets come from because I can have a lot more angles. That and leave Tanisha out of this. You get your teeth near her and I'll blast them off, you scruffy-ass Dust sniffer."

"Wow. I think that's the first time I heard a human name on a weapon since I've arrived at Beacon. And you're not even a student." I laughed as Franklin gave an annoyed 'shut up' in my direction.

"Yeah, I know I've told you before, Jaune, but I was complete garbage before uncle Qrow took me in. Well, he's more like a multiple 'great' uncle, but you get the idea. He still looks like he's in his early fifties though, but I hear that good aura capacity can do that to you, but I never really hold too much stock in what dad says beyond his actual advice." Ruby shrugged, taking a flyer from a nearby salesgirl as we approached the colosseum. "He uses three weapons, but he was infamous for being a scythe-wielder and he used to have this crazy intimidating nickname, but now he's just a 'dusty old Qrow.'"

"He's kind, but grouchy." Amelia piped up, agreeing. "He helped me figure out how to be a better lancer."

I scratched my chin appreciatively.

"Hmm. This uncle of yours sounds pretty cool, Ruby. Think I might be able to meet him sometimes? Pyrrah's done wonders for my sword form, but Qrow sounds like he'd give some really interesting perspectives."

"I guess. I'll send him a letter through the Dustnet sometime. Uncle Qrow can be really antisocial sometimes and really only helped me because I remind him of his old wife or something." Ruby paused, blinking as she scratched her head nervously, "Not in the creepy way, of course. He always feels really alone so even though he's kind of bitter sometimes, he really likes meeting and talking with people. Like a grizzled old teddy bear, he he."

Five tickets later…

"Jeez. This stuff really takes forever to process, doesn't it? The intro for the beginning had a lot of pizazz, but was pretty dry. I mean, who gives a thirty minute speech for a colosseum tournament? It's a good thing we had reserved seats. Good thing Pyrrah had a seeding for the tourney. It's always fun to see her fight." I chuckled.

"Blake's pretty good too, you know. Just know that Team RWBY isn't going to lose to Team JNPR so easily."

"Oh, is that a challenge I hear?"

"You know it! We've been training just as hard as JNPR since we've been attending Beacon. Just because Pyrrah was from Sanctum doesn't mean she'll beat Blake. She's a lot faster than Pyrrah."

Amelia coughed, choking on some kettle corn.

"Wait, Nikos as in Pyrrah Nikos the four time champion of the Mistral Tournament?! I'm a huge fan! Do you think that I could maybe meet her after the tournament? I mean, it's really ok if that's not possible, I know that you're all really busy and well, there's a lot of events for you to take part in and the like-"

"Woman, breathe." Franklin snorted through his nose, flicking a peanut at Amelia's forehead. "You can fangirl over her another time when you're not in front of her teammate. That's really embarrassing, yo."

The red-clad blonde flicked some corn at Franklin angrily, her face as red as her armor. The teen only dodged, letting the other boy snatch the sugary treats in midair with his mouth.

Seriously, that friend of yours eats a lot, Ruby. I don't think I'd be willing to allocate any more clan funds for his ridiculously oversized appetite… Is he eating the paper cup for his drink?... Why would anybody do that?!

All strangeness aside…

"Please welcome to the stage the entirety of Division A for the Grimm Gladiatorial Event! Twenty five students will combat the Grimm we have captured for the event as well as each other! Only three students will be allowed to pass on to the full Gladiatorial Event!" The announcer crowed in a black suit with tacky purple trim, a clear orange pair of W-shaped shades slapped across the brow of his nose. "After this will be Division B and their twenty five. The full six will be joined by two seeded students of Beacon Academy! One is the a member of Beacon's strongest team, Team KSTL of Clan KSTL. The charming, the powerful, the mystical, Lady Lunaaaaaaalescaaaaaaaaaa!"

An incredible cheer erupted from the crowd as Lunalesca of team KSTL stepped out into a spotlight on a small levitated platform by the announcer's box. She waved, her kimono sleeves fluttering prettily.

Amelia and Forrest swooned together.

"Hey, Jaune… she's the one that patched us all up after you on that last C Rank that went wrong, right?"

"...Yeah." I replied, the words barely audible over the ear-shattering crowd's cheer. "She is." I repeated more loudly this time.

Ruby nodded, staring steelily with her silver eyes.

"She took out a couple dozen of the thugs before I could even blink once. Hard to believe anybody can be that strong." Ruby trembled for a second before righting herself. "I knew before I even come to Beacon that she was strong… but I want to see how I compare to her. Too bad the Gladiatorial Events are one of the invite only events."

A real shame.

I'd have liked to see how I compared as well.

"And our second seed, the first year member of Team JNPR, the crimson haired amazon princess of the Nikos family, four time winner of the Mistral tournament, the lovely, the powerful, the swift, Pyrrah Nikooooooooooooooooos!"

There was an incredible roar, nearly as loud as Lunalesca's as a spotlight lit up on my teammate who stood at attention, hands crossed behind her back in a ready position. Head held high and shoulders straightened she appeared as a goddess of war.

"...Wow… Her eyes are so intense…."

Goodness Amelia, you're melting.

She gazed towards where we sat giving us a smile as I waved back howling happily.

Ah, for some reason Pyrrah's smile soothes me the most…

"Ow!" I winced as Ruby elbowed me in the ribs. "What the heck was that for."

"Nothing. You were just making a stupid looking face so I wanted to wake you up." the little caped crusader fingered her compacted Crescent Rose which she was cradling in her lap.

I rolled my eyes before taking a glance at the twenty five members of Division A, leaning over the railing just slightly as I did so and waving at the rest of the Clan who had seats placed on the same row on the opposite side of the colosseum.

Weiss nodded at me elegantly before going back to her nails. Yang blew me a kiss, making me chuckle as the white haired girl flicked her hair in annoyance, pulling her blonde teammate down into her seat. Ren was still reading his book, waiting for the event to begin, but to the trained eye, he was conscious of the fact that Nora was on the stadium floor stretching and waving Magnhild around as a Dustnade Launcher.

I laughed as it barrelled into one of the contestants, knocking them back a dozen feet or so.

Nora can give Sov a run for his money sometimes, I swear.

"Whooo! Go Nora!" Ruby cheered happily, throwing her hands up into the air. "Show them what Clan Ala Alba's all about!"

A resounding roar was heard as three Ursa Majors lumbered in with a resounding crash, barrelling through two or three students each, four students were automatically disqualified, their aura dropping too low or being unable to react with their aura quickly enough at all.

As students of Beacon that was just kind of a bit pitiful to see, but the crowd ate it up as safety glyphs launched the unconscious students to safety though I personally felt that it looked really sketchy. Then again the launching platforms for the Emerald Forest followed the same principle, just without the application of Dust. The platforms are actually Ozpin's own special design that he had made before running off to Dust knows where for scaring the crap out of me when I went foraging in the nearby woods.

Asshole.

Ursa Majors are akin to Alpha Beowolves. Like their upper tier canine counterparts, Ursa Majors are much larger and their bone armor protrusions stretch out like short spears from their warped skeletal systems. They become walking tanks whose only real exploitable weakness is the cartilage of their throats making beheading or cutting their throats open and bleeding them out the only real viable ways to kill them.

That and another popular method is to give a lot of continuous heavy blows to the head, as compared to the rest of its bone structure which is supported by the numerous external protrusions it becomes actually easier to crack through the denser bone.

Ergo their nickname.

"OHHHH! Right off the bat we have three Bulldozers!"

One of the Dozers gave a loud roar batting moderately at another student, causing her to be launched to safety by a glyph.

"Oh?! What's this?! Contestant Sixteen, Nora Valkyrie, is riding a Dozer!"

And so she was… like some twisted Grimm rodeo, Nora rode on her Ursa Major, giggling all the while firing Dustnades indiscriminately into both Grimm and student's alike and an octet of bright glyphs activated as students were launched to safety, knocking a Dozer into a group of students prematurely, pinning them down.

When she was approached from her left side by another Dozer, Magnhild mecha-shifted into the silver-pink monstrous warhammer it was and swung solidly into the large Ursa's jaw, a trigger imploded one of the Dustnades in it's chamber, shaping the explosion. The pink just flared like a meteorite with an ample extra application of aura, drilling through the Grimm's skull and launching back from where it was swung, the mixture between the motion and the incredible gripping power Nora's thighs apparently had twisted her mount's head almost a full 360 degrees, launching the orange haired girl who only 'wheeeeeee'-ed before landing on top of Cardin's teammate with the funky mohawk, Russell.

"Whoopsie! Sorry about that!" Nora giggled before jumping up and swung her hammer like a golf club, firing the member of team CRDL into the air, a glyph appearing to readjust his course to the large net where the injured and disqualified students were being gathered.

"FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!"

I choked on a bottle of water.

"Oh god. I'm going to remember this scene forever. I think I'll buy the Dust Recording of this event just because of this scene." I struggled vainly against my laughter, but failed miserably as the moment when Ruby and my eyes met we began guffawing like buffoons.

Forrest and Franklin were holding on to each other trying not to keel over out of their seats with laughter as Amelia stared out to the my overly energetic teammate who was cartwheeling away from an enemy, with a weapon that had Nora been male, would have been blatantly overcompensating.

Seriously.

It fires huge amounts of explosive Dust, has a large head, and is about six feet long with a firm shaft. I don't think it even needs more explaining than that.

While Nora played cat and mouse with the Dozer, giving the tanky Grimm many lovetaps to the face with Magnhild, it was ample distraction for some of the other hopefuls to fight it off, though the moment that the Dozer was finally downed, most of the hopefuls had also fallen.

"Well that was a preliminary match for the ages, ladies and gentlemen! Wouldn't you agree?! Of course it is, I'm the one hosting it after all, the great Kamina! Who do you think I am?!" the announcer stuck his nose into the air, one foot on the ledge of his announcer's platform, crowing with mirth, "Congradulations to the three who passed the Division A preliminary knockout match! Contestant number 8 and leader of Team GiANT, Gregor Pietror! Contestant Sixteen! The one who rode that Dozer like nobody's business! Ha ha! Nora Valkyrie of Team JNPR! And lastly the leader of Team CRDL, number 20, Cardin Winchester!"

Cardin looks like a smug old bastard there he does.

I'm pretty sure that he pretty much just spent his time running from the Dozers most of the time too, the little rat. It probably only would have taken maybe two or three swipes to deplete his aura. His levels aren't too high.

"But seriously… those Dozers destroyed everything down there. Miss Valkyrie's lucky to not have been hit once! She's amazing!~" Amelia nearly swooned as she held her cold drink to her forehead, fanning herself.

I've witnessed it.

I've seen the exact moment in which a girl falls in love.

End

AN2: Sorry this took so long - I've been busy with midterms and life. Fuck college man.

BTW - anybody else loved the design for the bigger than life Ursa? I know I did. If anybody sees a kslcross on Payday 2 it's me. I will monopolize that fucking handlename and make it my bitch. I will.