Special thanks to Slayer 10321!

Pyrrha held onto Jaune's cheeks as she led him into a deep and passionate kiss. She had waited so long for it to happen, and she knew exactly why she forced it on him. She was going to die today. It was an absolute fact, something out of her control, something predestined. But, for some reason, the thought hadn't effected her yet. She thought about dying like it was something she could come back from. The impact of the decision she made hadn't come to her yet, and she knew she needed to get to the top of the tower before it dawned on her. Jaune was shocked at first before wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing back. It was a heavenly kiss, one that you'd read about in a fanfiction. And when Pyrrha pulled away, Jaune felt like he was missing something. Like her lips were always on his, like it was foreign for her to be away from him.

"P-Pyrrha?" Jaune asked, looking down at the redhead with wide eyes. But before he could say anything else, Pyrrha pushed Jaune back into a locker pod, the door shutting behind him. "Pyrrha, what are you doing?" He asked, shocked. "Pyrrha, please, don't do this!" But Pyrrha had made up her mind, and she'd be damned if she let this get in her way now.

Pyrrha wished she had more time to explain in crucial detail how she felt for Jaune. Every single butterfly she's ever gotten simply because of seeing him, or how she used the help of the other students at Beacon to inch her way into Jaune's life more and more. But that was time she didn't have. Instead, she simply kept her mouth shut about her feelings for Jaune. The kiss was more than enough to show Jaune how she felt. If he felt the same way or not, it didn't matter anymore.

"I'm sorry, Jaune." She said, punching in numbers on the keypad. She was putting in coordinates.

"No, Pyrrha, please!" Jaune tried to say in vein. Pyrrha looked up, giving him one last glance before it shot off into the sky towards the crumbling city of Vale. The whole time Jaune was in the locker, even when he was a hundred feet in the air, he tried opening the door. He tried everything to save Pyrrha, just to have her throw it all away. For what? She wouldn't stand a chance against Cinder, she defeated Ozpin! Thinking about it made Jaune's stomach turn in knots. When the pod landed with a crash on the cracked pavement of an abandoned road, he quickly popped open the door and stumbled out.

He thought about calling Weiss or Ruby, but decided to act instead of leaving it up to someone else. He wasted no time locking in another pair of coordinates into the locker, knowing every second was crucial. Thankfully, his hands never messed up once and he put in the right coordinates his first try. "C'mon, please, don't be too late..." Jaune prayed to himself as he hung onto the outside of the pod. It took off once more, sputtering and twisting around in a violent fashion. He wasn't sure what he'd do when he got there, but he'd figure that out when the time came. Right now, all that mattered was Pyrrha. He had to save her, even if it meant losing his own life over it. He'd rather die than live in a world without Pyrrha.

Soon, the tower was visible and the entire top of it was destroyed. Bright lights and debris flew from it, creating a light show of red. Jaune prayed he'd be able to stick the landing, because if not, he'd hit the tower pretty hard. And that wasn't on his agenda, he didn't have room for failure. Not when the girl he loved was on the verge of life and death. As he got closer, he could see Cinder and Pyrrha battling it out on the top floor, and Jaune gave a sigh of relief that she hadn't failed yet.

Jaune readied himself, sword in hand, and let go of the pod, which flew off into the distance. He was a good 200 feet away from the tower and ten feet up, but luckily the momentum carried him perfectly onto the tower. Of course, his boots never actually touched right then. He crashed directly into Cinder's side, knocking both of them off the side. Jaune grabbed the ledge as he slid off, hanging on by his fingertips. Cinder gave out a grunt and grabbed onto Jaune's leg, not comprehending what happened yet.

"Jaune!" Pyrrha's voice rang out in the distance, and soon he could hear her coming closer. Cinder shook her head and blinked rapidly before looking up at Jaune, smirking slightly.

"Well hello there, long time no see." She grinned evilly, and Jaune prayed that Pyrrha would get here soon. Cinder did something completely unexpected; she let go of Jaune's leg. But, as she fell, her hands twirled and a glowing glass bow appeared in her hands. She pulled the string back and launched the arrow that was knocked, shooting up towards Jaune. Glass shards appeared under Cinder, and she levitated towards the top of the tower at an alarming rate.

"I'm here Jaune!" Pyrrha exclaimed, sticking her head out over the ledge. Jaune looked up at her, just to see the arrow she had fired get lodged in Pyrrha's chest. Her body recoiled backwards.

"Pyrrha!" Jaune cried out, watching helplessly as she leaned forward, gasping, and fell over the edge. Jaune tried reaching out for her but to no avail, watching as she fell down, down, down. And suddenly, she stopped falling, and started rising. That's when Jaune realized Cinder had caught Pyrrha and was levitating up towards him. Jaune grimaced and flung himself up onto the ledge, slowly gathering himself and drawing his sword. He prepared himself as Cinder lit her way up and over the ledge, tossing Pyrrha's body onto the rubble.

"Oh, Jaune, it looks like your efforts are in vein. You only succeeded in getting both you and your girlfriend killed. Congratulations." She smiled wickedly, and Cinder's eyes began glowing a fiery red. She waved her arms around and soon a bow and arrow appeared, already polled back and aimed at Jaune. He gripped his sword and shield, preparing himself to fight to the death. He had no chance against Cinder and he knew that. But he was going to give it everything he had to get his revenge.

Jaune surged forward, sword raised and low to the ground just as Pyrrha had taught him. Cinder let the arrow fly, but Jaune didn't have the reflexes to deflect it. No, he would die before he could even land a hit on her. He was pathetic and he knew it. At least he'd be with Pyrrha, Jaune thought as the arrow pierced his chest. Or, that's what he expected to happen. A metal slab was raised off of the ground, providing a shield for Jaune which blocked the arrow. It shattered to the ground, and Jaune and Cinder's eyes both opened wide. They both took a moment to look over, seeing Pyrrha sitting up and using her polarity to help Jaune. She was struggling, but Jaune now saw that the arrow had hit her shoulder, which looked non fatal. Of course, that wouldn't matter if they died by Cinder's hands.

Looks like all Jaune had was blind faith and love on his side for the fight of his - and Pyrrha's - lives.