So I've been getting a few questions about updates, Jaune Arc's Pain, and storyline.
Don't sweat it if you're curious, I ain't mad or something stupid; just wanted to answer some questions, lay some queries to rest and all that jazz.
So! In regards to Seasons 2 and 3, and all that they threw into the story of RWBY!
I want this story to closely relate to cannon while retaining what makes it special, so yes the maidens and such will most likely play a large role (please note that I said most likely! Nothing is set in stone when it comes to me! I literally make story chapters up as I go!). Jaune's hasn't realized something that makes this critically different from his past, and it has to do why there are differences that he didn't anticipate. Era wasn't being entirely forthcoming with exactly she had done to Jaune when she threw him into the past, and the circumstances surrounding it.
Oh and Pyrrha died? Can't say that was really unexpected... Truth be told, I knew - ever since she was considered to accept the maiden's powers - she was gone.
Now! In regard to Jaune Arc's Pain!
I am really sorry. Really, I am.
No more.
That story was crap and I hated what I wrote, Jaune was truly too strong and just so many stupid things in that fic and I realized that I was forcing myself to write that one. I didn't want to write a story if I wasn't enjoying it. I can't apologize enough, but I really can't bring myself to write any further on that one. MAYBE (MAYBE! MAYBE! MAYBE! I cannot stress that enough!), I may revamp that to make a more realistic Jaune and give him more depth, but otherwise I just can't write anymore on that, and I am so so sorry. I have never been good with characters and I want to learn to get better. I know that when compared to writers like rgm0005, Simply Sutton, Fanfic Hunter Anonymous, Defied Ladel, Exvnir, H'tee Rarpee, and too many authors than I have the patience to write; compared to them, I am shit. Honestly I never expected my name to grow as it has, and I am not someone whose writing style is worth admiring all that much.
Finally! The update schedule!
I really want to write more.
Really I do.
But I have 18 credits worth of college courses (and all of may classes are ones I don't even really want to learn abut but are doing for my parents so I can make them proud), so writing opportunities are going to be few and far between, I barely have enough energy to change and flop into bed (and then groan in abject misery to get my hazy mind to focus on homework) once I get home.
Please try to be understanding, I know there are going to be large gaps and my stories may seem like they are abandoned, but I feel like I at least owe an explanation to my followers, favoriters, and friends on this site as to why there is such an erratic and slow update speed.
Gah, this chapter sucks...
Cheers,
-Y.A.R.N.
"Weiss Schnee And Sirena Wave." Goodwitch called out.
Jaune leaned forward in interest, "This'll be an interesting bout. Two similar fighters in the first round."
Yang had been fighting against Nora. And while students made sure to stay back from the edges, the two powerhouses of the teams managed to send shockwaves rumbling through the arena. Yang eventually managed to outlast Nora due to her semblance and being able to convert a lot the damage to aura. Ren had fought against Blake, and while it had been close, Ren managed to throw a barrier up just as Blake shot out of an afterimage towards him. He stepped forward as she stumbled back, disarming her and winning the match.
Team R(W)BY and (J)NPR turned gave him a glance as he crossed his arms before they focused on their teammate.
Weiss used a fencing sword while Sirena used a trident, how were they at all similar?
Weiss and Sirena walked onto the stage. Sirena idly twirled her trident before getting into her stance. Weiss dropped into her stance eyeing the other girl carefully.
"Begin!" Goodwitch voice tore through the silence.
Weiss - the faster of the two - was already crossing the halfway point between the two of them in burst of aura-assisted speed a half second after the command. Sirena brought up her trident to guard and blocked the downward sweep of Weiss' blade with the tines of her trident before shifting sideways and swinging the blunt end towards in a swing towards Weiss' face, trying to jerk Weiss weapon to make her stumble. Weiss shifted back to dodge, withdrawing Myrtenaster while her free hand traced a pattern in the air as she moved back. Sirena smirked and followed forwards, one hand stretched towards Weiss as though to catch her.
Weiss' eyes widened as she felt the temperature drop drastically as frost began to form on the edges of her clothing and hair as her exhale came out in a cloud of silver vapor. With a loud snap and crackle, Weiss legs were stuck in a layer of ice that was crawling up her body in an attempt to trap her. Weiss grit her teeth and Myrtenaster burst into intense flame at the flick of her wrist, the heat expanding over her frozen limbs, melting the ice.
However, Sirena was already too close for any offensive move.
Weiss spun on her heel, half-turning while bringing Myrtenaster up as through drawing it from a sheath positioned at her stomach. Sparks scattered as Weiss fiery blade scraped against the three tines as she managed to push the attack to the side as well as leap back. Weiss waved her hand towards Sirena and the intricate pattern she had traced out blossomed from her hand.
The Glyph separated into several bolts of light that shot towards Sirena, who backpedaled as she stabbed her trident into the ground. In a swirl of frost and pale aura, a wall of ice came into existence. The glyphs buried themselves into the ice, several small glyphs now adorning the points of impact.
Stasis bolts.
Weiss huffed in annoyance, "Should have known that would have been too easy."
Sirena slammed her trident into the ice and twisted her weapon, making the ice wall shatter and collect in a bunch of ice shards, "Good try though, but aura can be blocked by aura. Textbook knowledge."
Jaune allowed his grimm to see the fight, and analyzed Sirena's aura.
Icy but... Not chilly or cold, while Sirena's personality was warm and sunny, like a beach under the light. Her aura however was tightly packed and icier than Weiss'.
"Perhaps an alteration of cryokinesis? She hasn't melted her own ice, she shattered it. She may be able to, but hasn't shown any inclination or ability to." He mused, muttering to himself "Whatever it is, her aura saturated the area she chose before immediately solidifying. She clearly was only using the barest of her abilities when we sparred before..."
Weiss was lucky her weapon carried dust cylinders, if she hadn't, she might not have been able to loosen the ice's hold on her in time.
Weiss ducked under another thrust and slashed at Sirena who pivoted on a foot to swing her weapon at Weiss, forcing her out of range. While Weiss was faster and able to use her semblance for a variety of effects, Sirena's trident skills were very well-developed and her semblance of being able to freeze areas of the field and conjure ice constructs were allowing her to throw off Weiss usual coordination for a golden window of opportunity to slip away or to nudge Weiss into her rhythm.
Sirena glanced at the aura bars that were displayed and chewed on her lip. Weiss glanced at her bar and quickly checked her fire dust, managing to keep from clicking her tongue in annoyance.
Sirena hadn't been hemorrhaging her aura, but she also wasn't being stingy, and her aura bar showed that. Weiss knew that Sirena's semblance was ice-based and a vague idea on how it worked, so Weiss simply had to use fire dust to negate most of the hinderance. However, Weiss had to have been burning through quite a bit of dust, and while that acted as a substitute for large aura usage, it also meant her stock would run dry fairly fast. For Weiss, who used elemental dust as part of her fighting style, a lack of any type of dust - especially in a fight where that type of dust was necessary or at the very least most suited for her opponent - was a huge factor that could tip the scales out of her favor. Also, Sirena wasn't allowing Weiss to draw back to refill Myrtenaster, so there was that.
But it was a decided stalemate, and it wouldn't last.
They both moved. Sirena began to twirl her trident and was about to rush forward when Weiss - who began tracing another pattern in the air - dashed to the side. Sirena began to hold her trident in two handed grip, holding it between her and the white clad huntress-in-training as a guard. She didn't know what Weiss was planning but she wasn't going to take it laying down. The temperature began to drop when Weiss suddenly jerked to the side, sliding straight at Sirena, who knew Weiss wasn't going to be able to take her when her trident had the clear length advantage. Weiss twisted in a move reminiscent of Jaune and her blade crackled with yellow lighting.
Sirena's eyes widened and desperately tried to move back when a clock-like glyph appeared beneath her. The two hands on the clock were moving much slower than normal clocks would.
Jaune blinked, Weiss had given him a crash course on what glyphs she used so he could identify what ones she was using.
Time-dilation.
It wasn't anywhere near as well made as it could have been, Jaune was told that overall time dilation was quite the aura eater. Effects could be mitigated, the better and more refined the glyph used, the less aura it ate, so a sloppy glyph would eat into her aura a lot.
Although...
"She got to it earlier than I thought..." Jaune mumbled.
Sirena gritted her teeth as she began to slow down despite her trying to move faster. Weiss' weapon slid across her trident's edge and she felt the jolt of electricity shoot through her body before her aura could fully defend her. However, Weiss wasn't done with her offense yet. Her blade suddenly blazed with intense heat and with a slash upward, sent Sirena tumbling back in a burst of fire.
Sirena tumbled back but managed to catch herself before she could fall off the edge. Weiss sighed in annoyance, that little trick cost her a bit more aura than she would have liked to have used and the last of her fire dust.
They both glanced at the aura bars.
Weiss was in the mid orange range while Sirena had dropped into the dark orange.
The next move decided the match.
"Well...?" Weiss sighed, "Shall we?"
Sirena pushed herself to her feet, "Yeah, need to get you back for that anyway."
A glyph spread out from under Weiss' feet and Sirena's body began to literally steam as her aura began to cool the air around her body down.
They shot forward and Weiss' blade glowed white as thin markings began to cover the blade. Ice began to cover Sirena's trident and the three tines became serrated and spiraled drills made of ice. They crashed into each other and they both went sliding back as Weiss snapped her fingers. A glyph appeared under her and she came to a dead stop as she hit it.
Sirena fell back blew out a breath, "Damn... How'd you...?"
Weiss panted but smiled, "I am very capable of tracing more than one pattern you know."
Sirena burst out laughing, "So when you moved to the side, you didn't just make one but two? I should have expected that."
Goodwitch strode up, "Well done, the both of you. Weiss you advance."
"Next Pyrrha Nikos vs Romeo Blue!" Goodwitch called.
Romeo cracked his neck, "My turn."
Pyrrha stood up, "Okay."
Jaune smirked and nodded to the both of them, "Knock em dead."
Romeo walked up onto the stage and rolled his shoulders, eyes closed and Jaune felt the air around his friend shift. Pyrrha eyes narrowed slightly as she dropped into her stance, her eyes already flickering from place to place on his body.
"Begin!"
They both didn't dither for effect and moved forward. In terms of speed, Romeo had the distinct advantage of his teleportation, but skill-wise, Pyrrha had the edge. It would really turn into a matter of who would be able to get in more decisive attacks. Romeo was already strong, and while Jaune hadn't actively been watching him as much as he could have, Romeo had obviously improved upon what he had. The same could be said for Pyrrha, but Jaune had a much better grasp on exactly how much she had improved.
Weapons sparked as the clashed, Pyrrha spun Milo, switching it into a spear as Romeo raised his blades. Milo's butt end slammed his two swords up and as the blade swung up to slash at Romeo's chest, he went with the force of the initial move to break his guard and jumped into the air. Pyrrha switch Milo into a rifle and began to fire. Romeo began to slash the bullets out of the air before landing and switching his sword to guns and returning fire. They danced across the stage, ducking and weaving as they both fired with extreme precision. Pyrrha ducked a pair of bullets before switching from her rife to her spear and throwing herself from her crouch toward Romeo.
He ejected two smoking empty casings from his pistols, hand darting down to reload his gun with prepared clips that were at his belt.
Pyrrha spear slashed at his face with deadly precision just as he vanished with a crackle of electricity. She blinked as she rolled to her feet, her spear switching back into a sword. He reappeared in a flash at the opposite end of the stage, guns spinning in his hands.
"Troublesome." He grumbled, turning to face her.
Pyrrha zigzagged, ducking bullets as she moved in. Romeo spun one of his gun as it switched back to a sword and once again began to clash on the stage. Pyrrha ducked under a shot and moved back as he slashed at her before slicing at him with Milo. As they battled Jaune analyzed Romeo's style. It was faster and much more sloppy than it should have been to be at first glance. It was all about speed and favored fast slices over hard blows. Jaune smirked, he was gauging Pyrrha's skill by seeing if she could dodge them and parry through them.
Pyrrha knew it.
Romeo knew it.
Romeo sighed, "I supposed there really isn't a point in holding back with you, is there?"
He let out a large breath and unsheathed his other sword.
They paused.
Then Romeo was in Pyrrha's space.
She drew back and deflected the quick swipes of his blades in a shower of sparks, eyes wide. Romeo used the momentum of his reflected attack to launch a donkey kick at her midsection which she bunted off her shield and use the force to skid back. He spun and attacked, almost dancing with his blades as Pyrrha responded in kind. Jaune blinked as he realized that this style was a more counterattack variation of his own swordplay. Romeo jumped into the air and spun, leg outstretched and slamming into the ground where Pyrrha had been standing. She rolled to the side and slashed at him, but he flashed away only to aim at her back with a cross slash.
Jaune shifted in his seat to watch, this was interesting.
It took some time but after Romeo stepped up, Pyrrha managed to outmaneuver him and kick him off the stage. She managed to step right into his blind spot as he overextended with a sword thrust.
She walked off the stage and smiled at Jaune.
He grinned, "Nice job."
Suddenly an arm slung around Jaune's neck and pulled him into a side-hug.
Jaune made a choking noise as was pressed against a decidedly female form, "Aghck! Yang?"
Indeed, the blond brawler was back, cocky smirk firmly in place and hugging Jaune, "The one and only bird-rider!" She turned to face Pyrrha, a somewhat sheepish smile on her face, "Sorry I missed your fight P-money."
Pyrrha smiled, "It's fine, are you doing okay?"
Yang smirked again, "Yeah, doing fine."
"What about the test?" Jaune mumbled.
"Studied, totally ready." Yang said cheerfully.
Jaune was standing with Weiss and Nora in a dressing store.
"This is moronic." Jaune grumbled.
"You're going on a date, and as a friend, it is my prerogative to make sure you look good for it." Weiss said, smirking.
"And Nora's here because..." Jaune said in a deadpan.
"I want to help!" She said.
"I already went through this once!" Jaune protested, "I can just wear that suit I wore for the party!"
"It's casual."
"Then I can wear my t-shirt and jeans!"
Needless to say, Jaune was chewed out for fifteen minutes about how he wasn't going to disappoint Pyrrha by wearing the same thing he did everyday.
Finally, after two hours of pure torture, Jaune was decked out in black dress pants with straps and a white button up with rolled up sleeves and collar.
Weiss nodded, "I think that will do."
Nora nodded enthusiastically, "You look great Jauney!"
Jaune slumped in relief, "Finally! Can we buy this and go?"
Weiss raised an eyebrow and gave him a look.
He crossed his arms.
"Fine." She said.
"Okay." He immediately replied.
"But I want to see Jaune dress up more!" Nora whined.