Ever have those days where you feel that the universe is out to kill you? Well that's my whole life in a nutshell for the past few months. I've been transported to another world, been beaten with an inch of my life on multiple occasions, and somehow managed to get involved in the plot of this world even through I wanted nothing to do with it. Screw you universe!

Forced to admit that Crocea Mors didn't feel right in his hands—no matter how he held it—Jaune Arc struggled to overcome this obstacle through the insane idea that Aura could become more than just the armor that protected him. Barriers broke as he pushed past the limits of what Aura was capable of, creating and forging his very own weapons from the manifestation of his soul.

Being reborn in the world of RWBY means that the Grimm are your natural enemies. My case is the complete opposite. I'm not really sure who I pissed off in my previous life but being reborn as a Beowolf was definitely not something I expected. (SI)

So here's the deal, Miss Nikos: You are about to die. You know this, I know this, she knows this. In the next breath your life will end. Know that this is your doom. Your destiny. Here you will die as decreed by those who spin the strands of fate. Know also that in this one moment I can defy this fate. For a price.

Whatever she expected when she triggered, it wasn't meeting a short white-haired girl or turning into a hyper-advanced technological platform. Of course when you're Taylor Hebert, things frequently don't go as planned.

Remnant. The word left a bad taste in my mouth even now, so many years after I'd woken to find myself in this living nightmare. The strong survived and the weak perished, trampled underfoot by those with the willpower to do what was necessary. My goal, then, was simple: to survive, regardless of the cost. Realistic character progression. Abandoned.

Jaune Arc was a genius, no doubt about it. After a portal experiment goes wrong, he finds himself in Remnant, with no fighting skills. How will he make himself useful against the Grimm and any other evil that threaten civilization? By sciencing the shit out of everything, of course. Slight AU.

"Summer was supposed to die on that mission, she expected to really. But she didn't. She made a friend. The next question was whether she could get herself and her savior home. But it seemed her new friend had a bit of a... Grimm disposition–" "Damnit Yang that wasn't funny the first time!"

Running out of options in the face of the oncoming Grimm invasion, Ozpin turns to his last hope for Beacon's defense. An ancient monster, old beyond counting, wise beyond measure and powerful beyond imagination, enters the Academy, disguised as a student. Blacklight is back, and facing his final obstacle to become the ultimate life-form. Four years of school. Easy, right?