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Beta Reader: SparkyDapperDab19
"SUCH AN AMAZING FIRST ROUND! Wouldn't you say, Barty?" Port boomed along with the excitement of the crowd moments after the last round of the preliminaries.
"Absolutely Peter!" Oobleck exclaimed with the same exuberance. "The teams that have moved forward did a marvelous job utilizing teamwork, skill, and dedication to seal the win!"
"Couldn't agree more Barty! But their efforts will really be put to the test now that the contestants are in the doubles round." Port looked at the roster for a few moments before he pointed outward dynamically. "Now! Time for the start of the doubles round with our very first match being John Arc and Sparrow of team JSPR, versus Penny Polendina and Ciel Soliel of team PSSN!"
The crowd roared as the four contestants made their way once more to the center of the stage. John could see that Team RWBY and JNPR were watching them with unbridled cheer, to which he waved at. Moments later, his gaze shifted to the right and all happiness died within him as Cinder watched him with nothing but intrigue.
"Hey," Re-Jaune snapped out of whatever funk he was in and looked to his teammate with confusion. Sparrow had his head tilted and despite his helmet covering his face, Re-Jaune could tell he was concerned. "You okay?" Sparrow asked.
"Yeah." Re-Jaune said before he nodded his head. "I'll be okay."
The two Arcs stood across from Penny and Ciel with a calm aura surrounding them. They watched Penny bow and Ciel simply stood next to her unemotional as if she were a robot. Re-Jaune chuckled at the irony, considering Penny was one. The time traveler tilted his head to the side shortly after as a thought entered his head
"Hey Sparrow," Re-Jaune said. "Have you ever seen Soliel fight?"
Sparrow blinked at the sudden question and turned to his time-traveling counterpart. "Nope. You?"
"Never." Re-Jaune shook his head. "All I remember is she just stood there while Penny obliterated Russel and Sky."
"Then how about you take Soliel?" The cyborg suggested. "I want to do a little test with Penny."
"And what would that be?" Re-Jaune asked while brandishing his basic sword.
"Simple my good friend," Sparrow crouched a bit and took a breath. "To see what is better a machine with sentience or a cyborg."
"BEGIN!" Port boomed.
Sparrow flashed away the instant the buzzer rang out, Leaving Re-Jaune to roll his eyes and chuckle with amusement.
Penny's eyes widened in shock as she was barely able to bring her blades up in time to block her opponent's initial strike. The Impact from such a small blade surprised her as well.
"And JSPR's cyber warrior rushes in with such energy!" Oobleck commented with excitement while the crowd shared his sentiments.
"Good reflex's Penny." Sparrow spoke while his blade clashed against Penny's plethora. The robotic girl's legs quivered from the sheer amount of force, all while she tilted her head.
"Apologies...stranger...but I don't recall knowing you!" Penny struggled with Sparrow's strength for a few moments. After the shock wore off as well as a short mental assessment, Penny nodded her head and pushed her aggressor back.
'This is not good! I must analyze the make of his limbs to find weak points!' Penny thought before starting her scan of Sparrow as quickly as she could, a second later and data started flowing through her mind.
'Wait...what? Impossible! His limbs are made with the same craftsmanship as my father! I must find out more! I must dig deeper throughout this fight!'
"Are you spacing out? Don't get distracted!" Sparrow roared kicking Penny's legs out from underneath her with a low sweep.
"Gah!" Penny shouted out of more surprise than pain. Despite the surprise, she was able to bring her hands up to block Sparrows following strike.
The attack batted her aside and with the help of Sparrow's wakizashi, sending the girl careening toward the edges of the arena. Sparrow wasn't finished with her yet as he sprinted forward in order to secure a ring out. However, Penny had other plans.
The Atlas Android stabilized herself midair and stabbed her blades into the ground in order to stop herself. She utilized her recovery to its fullest as she charged up her beam energy. Due to how aggressive her opponent was as well as the confusion on the cyborg's identity, Her priorities shifted to try and end the fight as quickly as possible. Penny smiled moments later when she was informed that her energy beam was fully charged.
ZHOOOOMM!
The beam shot straight at the cyborg. With the correct angle as well as her quick nature to launch her attack, Penny was sure it was going to be a direct hit. What Penny didn't expect was the sudden synthetic roar that came from her enemy moments before the beam was shot back at her. She rolled out of harm's way by mere millimeters and looked up to see Sparrow's blade glowing red as if it were stuck in a blacksmith's forge.
'Full analysis complete.' Penny looked up to the top corner of her HUD. 'Opponent, Jaune Arc, cybernetic limbs created by Geppeto Polendina, threat level MASSIVE.'
'Even my internal computer confirmed his limbs were created by my father but his name is Jaune Arc? Isn't that friend RWBY's friend?!' Penny thought as she tilted her head like a confused puppy.
Sparrow took advantage of the still moments between Penny and himself as he took a few breaths before he readied his blade once more. Only to have a notification from Mercy appear in his peripheral vision.
"Mercy?" he whispered before he pondered if Mercy was even legal to use in a tournament setting. Perhaps she could be qualified as a weapon?
"Agent sparrow, I've identified her neural scanners being activated. It appears that Penny did an analysis on you. She is aware that your limbs were made by her father and knows of your identity."
Sparrow's eyes widened at the revelation. "Shit...I'm gonna have to end this." the cyborg looked over to his partner to see Re-Jaune finishing his end of the fight with little challenge. 'Luckily John already knocked out Ciel so I can focus my full attention on Penny. I'm surprised at how tough an opponent she is, with the right upgrades she easily could be a huntress level warrior but for now,' Sparrow took a breath as he reached back and grasped his katana. 'She'll have to settle for losing this fight!'
The lights across his body grew brighter with each moment until they were almost blinding to everyone in the arena. Sparrow unsheathed his Katana and flashed behind Penny so quickly, only the most experienced huntsman could've seen it. He sheathed his katana starting to walk away from Penny toward the exit. The audience grew confused not understanding what happened before seeing Penny's aura plummet to the red and the girl in question fall to her hands and knees.
"And with that stunning display, Team JSPR is on their way to the finals!" Port announced with pride. The audience reacted in kind at the awe-inspiring display of power.
"I...lost." Penny said as her hands quivered "This sensation I'm feeling...is this what father calls...disappointment?'
"Penny." A voice crackled through her head puzzling the poor girl even more.
"Who-?!" she gasped at the sudden voice in her head.
"I know that you examined me and saw my limbs were made by your father. Meet me at the docking area of the arena so I can explain this. Don't speak to anyone else. Especially Ironwood. Thank you."
Penny tilted her head once more as she looked on at the Cyborg, who was exiting the arena with his partner. The two high fived as they continued on, leaving Penny torn between orders from the General, and a feeling within her that wanted to pursue the mystery behind her opponent.
"What did father call this feeling?" Penny asked herself as she sheepishly made her way to her partner.
(Cinder)
While the crowd boomed on with the cheer they've retained throughout the entirety of the tournament, one person remained silent and felt the complete opposite in regard to JSPRs recent victory. There was a combination of anger, bloodlust, and a tinge of fear within Cinder Fall as she sat in her seat with her legs crossed and a narrow gaze at the exit Re-Jaune went through.
'Interesting.' She thought. 'He easily crushed any opponent in his wake, assisted in the slaughter of the White Fang and I'm fairly certain that he was that masked individual who saved the mutt since the same dog was a teammate with him.' Cinder's grip on her chair tightened ever so slightly at the list of accomplishments the elder Arc had.
'He knows more than he lets on but he's also very predictable. If someone he loves has their life threatened,' Cinder chuckled as she opened her scroll and pressed a few keys. 'Then he will become ripe for Noctis' picking as well as remove a very annoying thorn from my side.'
(Reaper and Puppy)
The enthusiasm of the fairgrounds wasn't something Reaper wasn't entirely fond of, but he had no need to complain as he strolled through the crowds while basking in the blood orange glow of the Vale sunset with Puppy on his shoulder. This wasn't his world, nor was it a world that needed to be exposed to the horrors in his life. That fact was the foundation for his pleasant attitude as he scanned the crowd for any and all irregularities.
"You'd think you'd be uncomfortable with all the staring." Puppy whispered in Reaper's ear.
"Well, every kingdom in this world doesn't want me imprisoned or dead, so I don't mind." Reaper replied. "Besides, I doubt anyone would object to my aesthetic."
"Got me there." Puppy said with a cute shrug. "So, do you see anything yet?"
"Other than John and Sparks winning? Nope." Reaper nudged to the nearest screen to show that they indeed achieve another victory.
"How about that." Puppy said with a happy bark. Usually, Reaper would be annoyed at how close the bark was to his ear, but he simply let out a breath and shook his head.
"We've been on this route for about an hour. Pick up a scent yet?" Reaper asked.
"There's something." Puppy said after a few whiffs in the air. "It's faint, but in that direction." Puppy said with a nudge to the left.
Reaper stared blankly in the direction of Beacon's Mess Hall before he glared at the dog. "If this is an excuse to raid the pantry…"
"Honest!" Puppy said before he raised his right paw in the air. "It's weird. Dirty I think." Puppy said while Reaper's stare remained consistent. "Not like that, you Dingus! Like actual dirt. Soil. Manure even!"
"Manure?" Reaper asked.
"Yep. It's got a signature scent. I mean, haven't you've gotten a whiff and just wanted to roll arou-!"
"Mess Hall. Got it." Reaper said, not wanting to hear the rest of the puppy's story. He pulled out his scroll and pressed a few keys before pocketing it almost immediately.
"Message to that girl working with Roman?" Puppy asked.
"Nope," Reaper said. "She sends us updates. Not the other way around. I'm regrouping the rest of our search party."
Puppy tilted his head at the masked terrorist. "I thought it was just us." he said.
"You thought wrong." Reaper said as they stopped at the front of the Mess Hall. Reaper put his hands in his pockets and began to look around in all directions much to his partner's confusion. After a few minutes, Reaper turned to his left and waved to the person in question.
"Thanks for meeting on short notice." Reaper said.
Puppy turned to the direction of his partner's informant, only for his eyes to widen at Velvet Scarlatina, who was approaching him with a friendly demeanor.
"No problem at all." Velvet said with a smile. "I'm just happy to help." she then looked at Puppy for a few moments before her eyes widened as well. "Is he another Jaune?!"
"Yep." Reaper said with folded arms.
Puppy was in the midst of having a non-lethal heart attack. His eyes bulged outward and his mouth gaped open at the sudden revelation that Reaper just blew their cover. It took a few moments before Puppy darted his head to Reaper, then Velvet, then Reaper again.
"REAPS! WHAT THE HECK!" Puppy shouted before yipping frantically in his ear.
"Relax." Reaper said as he grabbed the dog by the scruff of the neck and set him down. "She's with us."
"I didn't know he could talk!" Velvet said as she crouched down and held her hand out to Puppy. Only for the pooch to ignore her as he was running frantically around in circles.
"John is going to kill us! John is going to kill us!" Puppy shouted with panic.
"Wait," Velvet said as she earned the attention of both Reaper and Puppy. "Is Jaune's older brother actually…"
"Yup." Reaper said.
"DUDE!" Puppy barked.
"And that cyborg?" Velvet asked.
"Uh-huh." Reaper said with folded arms and another nod.
"Why are you like this, Reaps?" Puppy said as he fell on his stomach with his legs sprawled out in all four directions with exhaustion. "Why do you do the things you do?"
"Because she's been helping us all day, and I promised her some answers as payment." Reaper said, to which Puppy perked up.
"Say what?" Puppy asked.
"Can I see the photos?" Reaper asked.
Velvet wasted no time in walking up to the masked man with her camera in her hands. "I will let you know I can only scan a few people a day. It overheats easily and I could lose all my progress."
"I'll only ask to scan any that really stand out." Reaper said as he leaned closer to Velvet in order to see what pictures she took, but not before he grabbed his furry partner and placed him on his shoulder, so he could see as well.
"Okay," Velvet said. "There were a few that stood out, but not much. Just Mercury and Emerald. You mentioned that they are targets, but nothing stood out. Cinder Fall was another target, but just like the others, she's just been sitting idle and going through the motions of the tournament." The faunus pointed to the last few photos she had. "This was concerning though."
"He's not a threat." Reaper commented at the disgruntled figure of Qrow who was leaning over an outdoor bar. "May look concerning, but is on our side."
"I see." Velvet looked at the photo with disdain before she showed Reaper the rest.
"Wait!" Reaper said with a hitched breath. "Scan that one. Now!" He growled at the image before him of a figure lost in the crowd. He was covered in a dark cloak and had what appeared to be a horned mask on his face, but his posture itched at Reaper. There was a familiarity to it that made his fists tighten.
"I saw him throughout the day," Velvet said. "Came off as a carnival performer and stuck near the faunus. Quiet fellow, but I took pictures nevertheless."
"It can't be." Reaper whispered. He looked on at the photo and saw that the scan was complete, only for his crimson eyes to narrow at the name.
"Adam Taurus?" Velvet asked as she examined her camera. "That can't be right. I thought he was taken out by huntsmen a little while ago. That's what the news said."
"He was." Reaper growled.
"You think Noctis…" Puppy asked before he and Velvet's ears twitched. "REAPER! GET DOWN!"
Reaper did what was instructed as he dove forward towards Velvet and winced at the sudden slice through his back moments before he grabbed her and tackled her forward. The two tumbled for a few moments before they recovered near the foliage of the Mess Hall.
"You okay?" Reaper asked as he looked down at Velvet, who nodded. The two got up to their feet and looked toward the source of the attack only to reel back in disgust at the sight of Adam Taurus. His body was contorted, yet armored beyond belief with bone plating. His sword remained the same, but his mask with contorted horns was the finishing touch to the monster before them.
"You were one of them." Adam said with a raspy voice before he pointed his sword at Reaper.
"Jaune?" Velvet asked with trembling fear in her voice while she looked up at Reaper. She was no stranger to Grimm, but this… this was an entirely different monstrosity.
Reaper closed his eyes as he realized he forgot the last time he responded to someone calling him by his real name. "Velvet," Reaper whispered with such urgency. "Take Puppy. Get any huntsmen you find. I don't care if you have to bring Ozpin. Just get anyone."
"Reaper!" Puppy objected. "We're not just going to-!"
"GO!" Reaper roared with a borderline demonic voice as he threw Velvet and Puppy behind him before he brandished his two machetes. There was no objection as the fear that pulsated through both Velvet and Puppy urged them to sprint in the opposite direction, only for cries of battle to haunt their enhanced hearing.
(John)
Re-Jaune scratched his head at the awkward scene before him as he looked across the docking area of Amity Arena. Sparrow and Penny were conversing with each other and if the time traveler could describe the scene before him, it would be something out of science fiction. The two just stood lifelessly in front of each other with no semblance of movement from either party. He believed they were probably communicating through other means, but the numerous concerned glances being sent their way didn't help them.
"Well. I should just leave them be." Re-Jaune said to himself. "Sparrows a grown man. He can take care of himself." Jaune said as he brushed himself off and began to wander around the arena. There was a different cheer that wasn't amongst the fairgrounds. There was an electricity in the air that smelled of battle and triumph. Re-Jaune couldn't get enough of it.
"John!" the time traveler in question perked his head up and turned to the source of the voice "John!" He rose an eyebrow at Pyrrha Nikos, who was sprinting toward him.
"Pyrrha?" he asked with concern as she stopped in front of him. "What's up?" his concern only grew with each moment she took to take deep breaths.
"You need to see who's battling who in the single rounds!" Pyrrha exclaimed as she looked white as a sheet with wide eyes.
"Pyrrha," Re-Jaune said as he put a hand on her shoulder. "I know fighting Cinder in the singles round will be difficult, but I'll be there to step in if anything happens. You know that." Re-Jaune gave her a reassuring smile. His smile dissipated as she looked more annoyed than ever.
"Oh for Oum's sake, look, John!" She shoved her scroll in his face.
Any calmness that was within Re-Jaune ceased as he looked on at her scroll. He grasped it with shaky hands and refused to blink at the upcoming match between none other than Cinder Fall and Jaune Arc.
"I thought you said you put your name in for the singles round." Re-Jaune whispered with a simmering rage.
"I did!" Pyrrha exclaimed. "Then we see this!" Re-Jaune looked up to see that Pyrrha was afraid. It was a fear he never wanted to see in her again. It was a fear that ate away at him every sleepless night. It was a fear that fueled his fury."
"That fucking bitch!" Re-Jaune snarled while his temper flared. He knew there would be a change and despite being in a different universe, Cinder knew how to get at him. She knew how to get under his skin.
"What do we do?" Re-Jaune's fury was cut short as he looked back at Pyrrha who was worried beyond belief. He took a few breaths before his shoulders relaxed. Right now, Pyrrha needed him; not his anger.
"We need to find Jaune. I have a plan."
(With Re-Jaune and Jaune)
"You saw it too, right?" Jaune asked as he, Pyrrha, and Re-Jaune stood within the locker room that lead to the arena. "I thought Pyrrha was going to be in the finals. That's what we agreed on."
Re-Jaune looked on at his younger counterpart with soft eyes. Jaune was sitting down on a bench. His hands were interlocked with each other in a tight grip while his right leg wouldn't stop bouncing up and down. There was little comfort to be had as Re-Jaune nodded his head.
"She's going to try to kill me, isn't she?" Jaune asked. Re-Jaune nodded once more as he refused to deny Jaune the truth of the matter.
"What are we going to do?" Pyrrha asked as she sat by Jaune's side in an attempt to calm him down.
"Nothing." Re-Jaune said with a flat tone and folded arms.
"What?!" Both Jaune and Pyrrha shouted. Re-Jaune put his hand up to silence both of them.
"I'm getting straight to the point Jaune, I'm not letting you fight her." Re-Jaune took a breath. "That's why I'm going to fight in your place, I know you will hate that I'm barging I won't let this happen to you too. I'm sorry, but I can't." John closed his eyes waiting for Jaune to argue. To shout or scream in protest.
"I agree with you, John."
"Jaune there's no need to argue-wait what?" The elder Arc said hastily before immediately stopping.
"I said I agree with you." Jaune said as he stood up. "You're right, I shouldn't fight Cinder because it would serve no purpose other than me getting my ass kicked and who knows what the crazy murderer has in store for me. Besides," He put his hands on his hips and looked at his older counterpart. "After what she did to Pyrrha in your world, I wouldn't mind seeing you get some payback." Jaune smirked before he looked up at Re-Jaune as if he was staring at an older sibling.
"Alright." Re-Jaune said with a calm smile. "Then I'll get changed. Jaune, you got extra clothes?"
"Yeah, I do, you'll need to wield Crocea Mors too. So, here." He handed the old pair of weapons to Re-Jaune who stared longingly at the old heirloom. It had been a while since he wielded his old weapon with no modifications, no added metal from Pyrrha, no fancy Atlas tech, just plain old Crocea Mors. It filled him with a warm wave of nostalgia as he gripped it with determination.
"I'll make sure not to break it. I'm gonna get ready," He looked to Jaune and Pyrrha. "Pyrrha can go back to the stands and Jaune, switch into my clothes to pose as me to not raise suspicion." The two of them exited without objection, leaving Re-Jaune by himself.
'This is it. I counter whatever madness Cinder has planned and stop it here. No matter what, this ends tonight.'
(Finals)
'Jeez, there are more people here now than there was at the start or the doubles rounds. Gotta get in the right mindset for this though and be prepared for anything. Who knows what Cinder has in store.
"Welcome all to the final round of the Vytal festival tournament! What a tournament it has been, but tonight is what all of you have been waiting for! For our first bout, it will be Jaune Arc of Beacon!"
Cheers erupted when his name was called, Re-Jaune stepping onto the stage already having deployed Crocea Mors.
"Versus Cinder Fall of Haven!"
Not as many cheers sounded when Cinder was introduced but the murderer ignored it sashaying her way onto the stage sporting a vicious smile that dripped with malcontent. The two stared one another down, Cinder's eye filled with murderous intent and Re-Jaune filled with silent rage.
"BEGIN!"
The two stood still, then finally started walking toward one another Cinder sporting no weapon using the maiden power and dust as per usual.
"This is quite entertaining Arc. You are such a caring brother, aren't you?" She mocked seeing the ruse.
"I have no idea what bullshit you're spewing Fall."
"Isn't it obvious? I know you're not Jaune Arc, you're his brother, John. The older more powerful Arc who didn't want to see his precious little brother by the same woman who humiliated him. How noble of you."
"Oh well, it was worth a shot. But it got me where I wanted to be. So, think about what you want Fall. But I'm going to enjoy crushing you." Re-Jaune readied himself adorning a combat stance ready for anything.
"You will try." Cinder taunted before unleashing a torrent of black flame at the Arc.
Jaune saw the attack coming from a mile away, knowing that Cinder would want to make a show of force and power. He channeled his semblance into his leg and smashed a foot into the arena floor unlodging a massive chunk of stone large enough to block the powerful attack. The flames spilling over the edge as the heat melted anything else around the stone.
Re-Jaune pushed the stone aside, the rock smoldering a blistering red and melting from the extreme heat. He, however, showed no sign of shock or fear making Cinder grind her teeth in frustration.
"Was that supposed to scare me? I know your master gave you some sort of power, but it doesn't matter what he did, I'll still defeat you regardless." Cinder glared before chuckling her same arrogant laugh that tipped him closer to the edge.
"You're a fool to underestimate me, ARC!" Cinder rocketed forward propelled by her flames and brandishing twin dust glass swords ready to eviscerate her foe.
Re-Jaune brought up Crocea Mors and parried one blade away, completely shattering it from the force of his blow, making Cinder gaze in shock before regaining her composure sending the other blade at him as well. He blocked it with his shield glancing the attack away from him and spinning behind cinder sending a brutal blow at her head with the shield.
Cinder smashed into the ground hard growling in pain and rolling away from Re-Jaunes follow-up strike. Blood dripped from her nose and a large bruise covered the left side of Cinder's face. The Arc stood across from her, showing no emotion.
'Just like Lord Noctis said, he is more skilled then he lets on.' She looked over to the stands before smirking and back to the Time Traveller. 'Time to switch tactics.'
"You know Arc, I was thinking. When my master razes this city when he unleashes the horde of Grimm and obliterates your futile Beacon, how much pain will you be in? I reckon it will be a sight I will cherish in my memories." He shook his head.
"That's not gonna happen Cinder. We already stopped the White Fang, Roman, and your hacking attempt. You have nothing."
"Don't I? We'll see about that. But I guess the first thing I'll do is kill that Nikos girl, or better yet! Why don't I force her into Ozpin's machine and make her duel me to the death with the power of the maiden? Then you can watch her die like the failure she truly is…" she asked as his grip on Crocea Mors tightened as aura started to leak out from him.
"I don't care what your intent is, I'm going to stop you here and now." He growled as his aura began to leak out of him, subtle cracks forming in the ground beneath his feet. She chuckled in response. A small ball of black flame charing behind her back as she grinned.
"Prove it, show me how you have any hope of defeating me, let alone my Lord. But I doubt you can, after all. My Lord has told me of how you failed in the 'past' whatever that means. So how will you fail this time…Loser!" Cinder fired a concentrated shot of fire, taking him by surprise, and impacting Re-Jaune's chest hard sending him flying. The Arc hit the ground hard air forcing its way out of his lungs while Cinder continued speaking.
"Do you think I don't have contingency plans Arc? My master told me you were the greatest threat that he had ever faced. But Seeing this, I know I can handle you. But I will make you suffer before the end comes. I will torture your younger brother until his mind breaks, rip your companions apart with no mercy, butcher Pyrrha Nikos. And after all of that I was thinking about taking a trip to a quaint little town called Ansel, have you ever heard of it? Such a nice little place, home of the Arc family...it'd be a shame if it was swallowed by a swathe of Grimm."
A vision filled into his mind, his home reduced to ruins, his parents nowhere to be seen aside from the smoldering remains of weapons and a home he could never return to. A row of graves across a hilltop before a setting sun, and the image of the King flying away.
Re-Jaune's eyes blazed bright icy blue as aura exploded like it had last time, he saw Cinder. Only this time, the pressure caused the whole stadium to shake. And the stadium lights to explode.
'What in blazes!" Port yelled out as the glass window of the announcer booth cracked from the strain. The pressure was extra thick in the arena, as Cinder bore the brunt of his anger. This time she was not forced to her knees, but still struggled to stay upright. He didn't know why his emotions we're going wild, but he knew it had to be because of Cinder.
"Don't...ever...threaten my family!" He roared as he shot forward faster than ever before, driving the tip of his shield into Cinder's stomach making the false maiden spit out blood.
The Arc wasn't finished grabbing the back of her head and headbutting her with the force of a freight train. She stumbled backwards trying to regain her bearings but Re-Jaune wasn't having any of that.
Before she could stand, a boot planted itself into her face as she toppled back further. Her vision blurring as blood dripped down her nose. A hand grabbed her by the hair, as she was forced to her feet, only to lose the sensation of gravity as she was pulled by her hair and tossed clear across the arena. It looked as though she would fall off the edge, but suddenly he was there, grabbing her by the foot and pulling her back in.
Only to have his fist smash her face and the back of her head struck the ground and spread cracks all across the floor. She groaned in pain, attempting to summon more of her master's power, only to feel a swift quick in the gut that sent her flying across the arena.
Re-Jaune glared as his aura shrouded his form like flames. His grip on his ancestral weapon straining from the pressure as he started casually walking towards her.
She managed to get herself on her knees as she looked to the man walking towards her. And with fear and rage on her side, she launched a torrent of black flames from her hand and shot it straight at the boy. His body consumed in flames as they spilt over the edge and impacted against the barrier of the arena.
"Jaune!" his friends and teammates yelled as the flames continued to pour out of her. Cinder grinned as she continued her onslaught, hoping to end the threat once and for all…
Only for a hand to shoot out of the flames and grab her by the wrist.
Her eyes widened in terror as the hand forced her arm up and cut off the flames, revealing a perfectly intact John Arc, as his body literally glowed with his aura. Not a single scratch of burn mark anywhere on his body as he glared at her and held her off the floor.
"That…was a mistake." He gripped her wrist as the bone snapped and she screamed in pain. But another kick to the face shut her up, as he walked over to her.
She barely got the chance to breathe before a hand grabbed her by the throat and hoisted her up into the air. Two blue eyes glaring into her soul, was all she could feel from him was pure rage and a promise of a painful death…
And that filled her with dread.
he then pummelled her without any mercy. His fist impacting again and again and again and again, into what could only be described as a swollen face of flesh, blood, and tears. The cheering in the crowds had long gone silent as the onslaught continued. The troops that were supposed to stop the fight were too scared to move as his aura held them back with fear.
Cinder fell to the ground completely battered, bones were broken, mouth bleeding and moaning in pain.
"The match is over! Cut the feed!"
Re-Jaune ignored Port planting his boot onto Cinder's chest constricting her breathing. "Y-you…you can't…I-I"
"I don't care what happens to me. This isn't my world and I don't belong here…but I am going to kill you, RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!" he held the blade above his head as Cinder pleaded for her life. "FOR EVERYTHING YOU'VE DONE! MURDERER!"
"JAUNE!"
A voice called his name as he halted just an inch from her throat. A deafening roar he had only heard once before pierce the air and shook the entire arena. The battered body of Sparrow impacted the ground in front of Re-Jaune, sparking in multiple places, lights flickering on and off.
"Sp-sparrow?!"
"Jaune Arc...I must thank you." A voice more sinister than any other reached his ears. Re-Jaune turned around slowly to see what looked to be a Grimm version of himself. "You never fail to disappoint me, old friend." That voice, Re-Jaune could never mistake it.
"Noctis...no, Grimm King." He growled with more hate than he could have ever given off against Cinder as the Grimm King only grinned.
"In the flesh"
Noble: And the shit hits the fan.
Sparky: YA THINK?!