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Here a new chapter of Legacy of the Darkslayer: Reaction
"Okay so tell me that only my family would know," Jaune said.
Azure then came up to his ear and whisper two words into it. "Bunny Mode." Those words had frozen Jaune still. But those next words hammer the final nail. "And I have more blackmail on you," Azure said with shark tooth smile.
"My god you are family." The pale ass white Jaune said.
"So I'll Be back I just going to head down toward your Remnant and Cause Chaos maybe burn a sheep attack a few bandit camps and get our friends and maybe the attack the White Fang," Azure said removing the robe showing he was wearing a tan brown waste cape black and red Hakama pants. and Showing Scales and spines on his body. He then left by cutting the air and ripping a void in space.
The D.M.C. Group looked at them Dante walking to Jaune. "So I know he wasn't a Demon so what was he." He asked.
"I'm Guesting Faunus They are a type of human with animal fetors but he's from a different timeline," Jaune said.
"So for all you know he can be a Godzilla type of Who's, it is what you're saying," Dante said.
"How are they treated," Nero asked.
"Depends on who you are they're a race that is looked down on," Ruby said.
"It's doesn't help that the white fang made the tension between our two Races, even hared," Ren said.
"I'm afraid to ask but we'll probably be seeing it I'm going to Guest not good," Vergil said.
"They used our version of Demon, that ware unleashed on innocent people both human and Faunus," Jaune said.
"My friend and Teammate Blake she is a Faunus and was a member of that group she left when she had her chance," Ruby said looking down.
"So she made her Choice," Nero said. "She so like she more Human then most people we meet,"
"Shit," Pyrrha covered her mouth, "Sorry, Sienna Khan she here She was bleeding out when she came too She was choking Azure when she, saw his horns," Pyrrha said.
"I'm imaging Homer choking his son." Vergil said getting a look from his Brother and Son, "What there is a smart joke in is that show,"
Two Claws mark appear and out came three women and slap mark Azure. in front of them was a black cat ear Faunus with long black hair as well as ember eyes she is wearing a long white tailcoat with dark gray lining and a sleeveless black crop top, as well as a belt attached from behind. The crop top has rectangular and diamond-shaped cutouts around the neckline, a white belt over black fitted pants on her left hip is a x shape scare. Across her torso is a diagonal strap that has a smaller magnetic clip on the back, which is used to sheathe Gambol Shroud. She wears thigh-high black heeled boots with gold-colored edging around the top. The left boot has a belt wrapped twice around the thigh. Each boot bears her belladonna emblem in white on the outer side of the thigh, and a white pouch is attached to the back of her belt. She was also sporting a red blush on her face. This was Blake Belladonna next was a white-haired girl with icy blue eyes wearing a short, glittering dress with a color gradation of blue to pale blue at the hem, a sweetheart neckline, and a white, tulle petticoat. A white ribbon is wrapped multiple times around her waist, and over the outfit is worn a slightly sheer long-sleeved blue shrug fastened at the collar with a large sapphire broach that has three pendants dangling from it. Printed on the back of the shrug is the Schnee Crest. Completing her attire are dark blue wedge heels and sapphire drop earrings. The final girl is a fair-skinned young woman with lilac eyes and bright golden hair that fades to pale gold at the tips with a cowlick, a robotic arm painted a bright yellow and black wearing a tan jacket with orange lining and gold edging, unzipped halfway to show an orange crop top. The coat has darker brown short sleeves, a thick collar that completely encircles her neck, and two long gold-trimmed rectangular tails, She also wears fitted black pants, and her hair has been let down again like her original outfit. Around her hips and over the tails of her coat is a brown belt, which has two pieces of dark brown material trimmed in gold attached to it. The first covers from her left hip to the back of the belt and is folded over the belt, and the second is attached from the right hip and almost around to the other piece of material. She wears knee-high brown boots with gold caps on the heel and toe, with the heel cap attaching to a gold strap across the front of her ankle, and a gold zipper on the upper half of the front of the boots. A single small buckled strap is on the upper outside of her boots, and a purple bandanna tied around her left knee. A pair of black fingerless gloves with long brown cuffs reaching to mid-forearm complete the outfit. Ruby seeing This tackled them with tears in her Silver she remembered. "Azure what color are your eyes. Ruby asked.
"Silver and like you, I am Silvereye Warrior," Azure said "So here the short story I brought you all here to watch a different and united the teams of JNPR and RWBY," He was then grabbed by the neck.
"Listen here buddy," Yang started "Hi Yang," "Hi P moneyyyyyyyyy," Yang scream and ran to Pyrrha and gave her a hug. "Your alive how." as well as her other friends look at her.
"Yo, Your welcome You haven't choked me cent I forgot my wedding anniversary with both Ruby and Blake I thought it was the next day," Azure said.
"Your what," Yang said.
"Our What," Both Ruby and Blake said.
"My timeline," Azure said as he put his robe back on. "Okay So take your seats this chapter is how Dante and Jaune meet," he said as he left.
"Azure were are you going," Jaune asked.
"To bang my Harem you two should do it with your harem too," Azure said.
Making the two knights blush red. "We don't have a harem," they yelled.
"So who are those guys," Weiss asked.
"We'll tell you later," Dante said. looking back they were surprised to see new seats that were a couple of couches With their Names on the backrest. "Why is are names with Jaune," Blake said.
*"This Viewing Room is power by love so get a seating"* Azure said.
"Let just sit," Nero said. The rest doing as he said.
Dante roamed around, trying to find the house that held the answers he needed. Just who was that woman and how did she know Vergil? Soon enough, he'll know… He just has to get to the house first. And as much as he hated to admit it, he was lost.
"What are you looking for?" Weiss asked.
"My sister-in-law's house," Dante said. answering Weiss's question.
The white-haired man shook his head as crossed the green light, scouring the area to locate his destination. But evidently, he couldn't find it. Because he forgot the description given to him. The only thing he remembered was the house number.
Luckily for him, he saw a policeman and approached him for directions.
"Hey, officer. You wouldn't happen to know where 187 Hyperion Avenue is, would you?"
"At least you're asking an officer for help do you know how many people were labile as thieves in a rich neighborhood like that," Yang said.
"I'm guessing you know someone like that," Vergil said.
"Our uncle Qrow," Ruby said.
"Doesn't help he drinks a lot," Yang said.
"And look like a hobo," Ruby said.
"Oh, that's easy." said the policeman. He pointed right at the Victorian-styled house, looking very much like a castle. "Right over there. That house belongs to Jeanne Arc. Our very own Angel of Terror. Too bad she retired from the business to start up a restaurant. Oh well. You drive safely now."
"I have a feeling she helped pay for that house," Dante said.
"Jaune do you live in a house like that," Nora asked.
"I grow up in a tavern inn," Jaune said.
Dante grunted in gratitude and drove up to the large house with a sizable amount for a front yard. "Quite the house there, Vergil. You been living stylishly. Should've known."
"Jealous, are we," Vergil said with a smirk.
"I live in an office building apartment, and you're living in a mansion you ask me," Dante said.
As he came near, he noticed three people talking at the front. Two had pure red hair, while the other had golden blonde. If Dante were to wager a guess, she was Jeanne. The two redheads were obviously married. Their body languages and the rings on their fingers suggested as such.
The male had wild, untamed hair, similar to that of a lion's mane. He had a muscular physique and was pretty tall, about seven feet. Dante could spot a couple of scars, obvious signs that the man was a warrior that had engaged in numerous fights. He sported a simple crimson v-neck shirt, along with a sleeveless vest with a long tailcoat, an insignia embroidered on the back and white wrist wraps. He wore black pants, with the design of a lion on the right leg, green straps and boots that resembled that of a samurai's.
The woman, compared to her hulk of a husband, was a pretty short, only reaching up to his chest. And to contrast him, she looked the absolute opposite to him. She had flawless skin, no wrinkles that Dante could see, red hair tied up in a bun and held by a circlet. She wore simple civilian clothes, with an apron over it.
"I wonder how they are," Pyrrha said in a sad tone.
"You can ask them yourself when we get back," Jaune said. "I know if I saw a family member who was dead know is alive and well, I would be happy." He said putting a smile on her face.
"If there's anything we can help you with-" started the female redhead.
"It's fine." cut in Jeanne, a sad smile gracing her lips. "I wouldn't want to pry. Jaune did what he thought was right."
"What happened," Blake asked.
"The version of me lost and arm as well as lost a sister," Jaune said.
"So he'll get a Prosthetic arm I'm guessing I'll be getting pointers from you on how to use a weaponize prosthetic arm," Yang said.
"Nope, I got a demonic right arm kind of cool looking but that the thing that version has demonic and holy blood in his vines as well as there demon in this world," Jaune said.
"Wait, what!?" Yang questioned him Jaune then pointed to the other guys she then looked at the three white hair guys. Mosty toward the man with the prosthetic who took off the metal arm the just disappeared.
"I'm mad at you," Yang said pointing at Jaune, "As so as we're done here your taking me shopping," She said.
*"There's a bus that can take you to the nexus mall but be careful you might be sold as well,"* Azure said.
"The offer still stands, though." assured the male. "For saving our darling daughter, we are deeply indebted to you. For now, we hope we're not impeding by letting Pyrrha stay here."
Jeanne shook her head, the sadness never disappearing. "It's quite alright. She's quite welcome here as many times as she would like. Besides, Jaune needs her friendship. It was nice talking to you, Mr. and Mrs. Nikos. And thank you for the cookies earlier."
"So did last time Jaune save Pyrrha by giving up her arm," Blake asked. Getting a silence as her answer.
Husband and wife smiled and bowed at the Arc matriarch, then left. Jeanne sighed before lifting her head up, staring at Dante.
"They seme nice," Jaune said.
"Yeah, my Mama and Papa are kind-hearted people," Pyrrha said.
"You came."
The Devil Hunter turned off his motorcycle and disembarked. "Of course I did. Some random person just called me and started quoting my dead brother. Excuse me if I'm feeling a bit curious."
"I'm guessing, this is a family drama scene, we're seeing," Weiss said hoping it not like her family.
"Last time I saw my older brother Vergil here we fought to the death," Dante said, "And I had won, so yeah it felt like someone I did not know wanted revenge," He said.
He grabbed a hold of his helmet and lifted it off, letting the blonde see his face. The expression on Jeanne grew somber as she looked at Dante's face.
"You really do look like him."
"That should be a given. If he ever told you about me, he and I are twins.
"I feel you're embarrassed by me," Dante said.
"Most of the time I am," Vergil said.
"It's nice to see that you unwinding Dad but I have to agree with Azure on one thing could have you have told my mother, who probably died giving birth to me to get in contact with one of Dante's contacts."
"That son of a Bitch," Dante just realized something as well as put a dollar 20, in Ruby's jar that transformed itself into dollar 20 lean card. "I just realized it too Arkham lied and didn't tell you I had a son," Vergil said.
Jeanne opened up the door to her home, gesturing for Dante to enter. "Come. We've much to discuss."
"That we do."
"So this is where alternate young Jaune lives," Yang said.
"Nice, place," Dante said.
"Our other is not going to be happy to see, you," Jaune said. looking at Dante.
"Nor see you, Father," Nero said.
"Let me guess Deadbeat father," Yang said.
"Yes and no long story, I'll tell you later," Nero said.
Dante was pretty impressed with the house itself. The interior decorating was far superior compared to his, and it felt more comforting and inviting.
"Probably because of the lack of demon skulls on the wall." he mused to himself.
"Maybe you can get more clients if lessen the whole demon kill," Vergil said. "Or a little more bright colors,"
"When we go back I'll decorate the place," Dante said. "and What so bad my place, anyway."
His eyes fell on to a picture frame, making him curious. He walked up to it and picked it up. His brows shot up in surprise at the photo.
It was a family picture. At the center sat Jeanne and Vergil, holding each other's hands as the latter held a baby less than six months old, while five girls, all with golden blonde hair, surrounded them with wide smiles. What surprised him wasn't the fact that his brother had children. It was the fact that he was smiling quite openly.
"Aww, Look at Baby Jaune or Nero," Nora said looking picture and making the two knight blush.
"He so adorable," Pyhhra as Weiss looked at the six-month-old baby.
Dante couldn't even remember a time when Vergil smiled. The way he showed his happiness was quite skewed. Only a tiny smirk to display his amusement, even back then. For there to be physical proof that he was openly smiling, it made Dante glad that under his brother's lust for power, he still had his humanity.
"If I didn't let my own pride blinded me, things might have been different," Vergil said.
"That was almost a decade ago." spoke up Jeanne. She smiled at the memory. "You wouldn't believe how jittery he was before we took that photo. It took one coo from his son to calm him down and make him smile."
"Aww, who a happy papa," Said Dante teasing his brother.
The red-garbed man stepped back. "Just what exactly are you to Vergil?"
Jeanne spun around. Dante gasped silently as he looked at the mark on her back. The mark was a blue rose surrounded by feathered wings. If it wasn't already obvious to him earlier, it was now.
"What the" Yang said. as she and the rest of the girl looked at Jaune for some answers.
"Mom is what I believe is an Angle in this world," Jaune said.
"No, she is a Nephilim a half breed between Devil and Angle," Vergil said.
"I'm the mother of his children. His wife."
The Son of Sparda's sullen look lightly disappeared, replaced with a small smile. "I guess that means you're my sister in-law then." But then his smile disappeared as he drew out his guns, Ebony and Ivory, aiming them at her. "So then, sis. Mind telling me all about your nephilim blood?"
"Okay, not a bright move on my part, there are two kids here if Jauny Boy here walk-in seeing this someone could have gotten hurt," Dante said. "But for all I know this was a trap," He pointed out.
Jeanne didn't even flinch, staring down Dante. "I was wondering when you'd bring that up. Yes, I am a nephilim. What of it?"
"Just curious." answered Dante. "Me and Vergil are freaks of nature after all. Being children to the Legendary Dark Knight, Sparda. And since you're half-angel, I'm wondering why you don't automatically hate us."
The mother tilted her head. "It's simple. You did nothing wrong. Other than that, I wasn't raised to adhere to religion because my mother was a fallen angel. She was cast out of Heaven because she fell in love with my father. She never sought to redeem herself and remained a mortal…before she was called upon out of desperation because of an on-going war. She was forced to comply. Nonetheless, she regained her powers and after the war, she was allowed to stay, and here I am."
"It's bad enough, we have to deal with Grimm but know demons too," Weiss said. get a hug from Ruby.
Dante remained silent before holstering his guns and apologized. "I misjudged you. Guess I let the stereotypes get to me. So, shall we get to story-telling?"
"You shouldn't be quick to judge," Blake said.
Jeanne smiled and led him to the living room. While Dante sat on the recliner, Jeanne sat across him, on the couch. She gestured to a plate of chocolate chip cookies, inviting the man to take one.
"Sure, wouldn't mind one." He grabbed one and bit into it, chewing softly. "These are good. Where did they come from?"
"I would look to have some too," Ruby said and just like that, a plate of chocolate chip cookies appeared with a glass of milk.
"Thank you," Ruby said.
"Well, I'm sure you saw earlier, I was talking to two people. They were the parents of a child that my son saved. Coincidentally, we just live a few blocks apart and they came here to thank us and to drop their daughter off to play with my son. They're upstairs right now."
Dante nodded. He swallowed the cookie and leaned in. "So, mind telling me all about my nieces and nephew?"
"I'm an uncle that missed a whole lot of birthday," Dante said.
"Very well. Our eldest is Noir. A bit of a perfectionist, but a responsible older sister. She wanted to be different from us so she joined the military. But when she's off-duty, I'm sure you and her would get along. Just as long as you give her sundaes."
"Sound like my sister Winter," Weiss said.
"Who will win in a fight though," Jaune said. thinking about who well win on who is more skilled.
"Well, my guess is my sister Winter," Weiss said.
"You maybe are but I going to have to go with this Jaune's older Sister I know nothing about her," Jaune said think of the unknown variables. "There is to many unknowns here it like your saying she can handle Nora," Jaune said.
"Good point Arc," Weiss said. "If it's shown here we might get our answer."
Dante smirked, leaning back into the recliner. "Well, that's a bonding activity. Sundaes are a bit of a favorite of mine too. Who's next?"
"Well, there's Sol and Luna. Best way to describe them is, well, there you and Vergil, but girls. Although, there are a few key differences. One, Sol is the older twin but she's more like you, and Luna's the younger twin, but she's more akin to Vergil. I'm sure you could guess who was Vergil's favorite?"
Dante chuckled. "I can only imagine. I'd like to meet them some time. Actually, now that I think about it, where are your kids?"
"They're all out, aside from my son. Noir's off to get her weapon checked. Sol and Luna are back in Haven, they're training to be Huntresses. Now, Saphron, she's like the typical sister, teasing but caring and love. She took a shine in writing stories when Vergil took her to a library one time. She's off in a seminar."
"Saph is a story writer in real life," Jaune said "and I have seven not five or in this case four,"
The Devil Hunter nodded, and leaned in. "So, only two left, right?" asked Dante.
He was certainly surprised as Jeanne lowered her head, her expression shifting for a slight moment to that of extreme grief. Dante's face grew somber, realizing what it implied.
"She's dead, isn't she?"
Jeanne bit back the tears that dared swelled up in her eyes and composed herself. "Yes. That's partly the reason why I called you, actually. A week ago, we were attacked by demons. My son was separated from us and Nera made it her duty to find him. When I found them, Nera was dead, and Jaune was protecting a friend of his with a new arm."
Jeanne pulled out a photo and handed it over to Dante. The picture was that of Jaune's new arm, getting Dante's complete interest. He took it and inspected with intrigue.
"I just got chills in a good way," Blake said.
"It looks cool," Yang said.
"How did he gain that arm," Weiss said.
"From what I gathered, he grew out that arm. After we killed the demons, I found a severed arm, matching Jaune's. Possibly, seeing his sister's death, and having a great amount of desire to protect and survive forcibly unlocked his demonic heritage."
"Ouch," Yang said rubbing her right arm. Blake looked down in sadness remembering what her former mentor did to her friend.
Dante nodded in agreement. "Yeah. From the looks of it, his arm looks like it's stuck in its Devil Trigger state."
"Devil Whatta huh!?" Yang said she as well as her friends looked at the three white hair male transformed into their Devil triggers state.
"Wow," Ruby said.
He raised his own arm up and in a flicker of lightning, it became demonic. Devil Trigger, a transformation that taps into his demonic heritage, allowing one to turn into a demonic form. Every attribute of theirs is increased a hundredfold.
Dante willed it away, allowing Jeanne to continue.
"Unfortunately, I don't know how to help him. Vergil insisted that he would be the one to train our children in combat, while I provided anything else that he didn't cover."
The Second Son then posed a question. "So why not get Vergil? Why call me?"
"I'm guessing you were born after my last fight with Dante," Vergil said
"Because Vergil completely dropped off years ago. A day before Jaune's first birthday, he just vanished. No note, no explanation. Nothing. The only thing I know is that he's alive, because of my mark but I don't know enough to sense where he is. He's deliberately blocking me out."
"I see," he said. "Well, I guess a better fill in for my big brother. I'll train him. But, can we start tomorrow? There's something I need to do later first."
Jeanne nodded. "That's alright. I'm in no hurry. Will you be staying for lunch?"
Dante shook his head. "I wouldn't want to impose."
"Nonsense. We're family. It's only natural we take care of one another." She stood up and headed for the door. "Make yourself at home. I'll be going to the grocery to a grab a few things to cook."
"Mom would defiantly say that and he going to see me now guessing I won't be good," Jaune said.
"here for hoping you have home insurance," Dante said.
Dante wordlessly nodded as Jeanne left. He got up from the chair and headed towards the kitchen, needing a drink. When he entered, he was met with the most extravagant cooking place he had ever seen. It looked like the kitchen of a five-star restaurant. He could only whistle in amazement.
"Wow. Guess that police officer wasn't kidding when he said she was a chef."
"Good thing too considered we can't cook to save our lives," Dante said.
"I can," Nero said raising his hand.
"Mom wanted me to be a house husband," Jaune said. also answered.
He approached the fridge and opened it up. He scanned the contents until he spotted a can of root beer. He muttered, "Jackpot' and grabbed the soda and closed the fridge.
Dante blinked, as he was now face to face with a kid that scarily resembled him, except he had golden tipped hair. The child's face contorted into surprise, before it turned to that of fury.
"You!"
"My god your so cute," Yang said pinching Jaune cheek with her real arm.
"Yang stop being mean," Ruby said.
"What going to happen next," Blake said.
"Well probably knowing Arc fight style it's going to be childish at this point," Weiss said.
Earlier - Upstairs
Jaune stare idly at his new arm, ignorant of everything else around him. Even after a week had passed, he still couldn't believe that Nera died, and he lost then got a new arm. His arm was now a constant reminder of what hell he went through, and what cost he had to lose for his life to change.
"Wow, again it looks badass," Yang said
Beside him sat Pyrrha, looking at him in concern. Her parents dropped her off here to hang out with her new friend. But when she came here, he didn't even noticed that she entered, nor when she sat next to him.
"Aw, Chibi Pyrrha is being, there for Chibi Jaune," Nora said.
She looked at his arm, not at all bothered by it. Why would she? Jaune used it to save her. Sure she was a bit scared a week ago, but now she wasn't. A little weird, but nothing to be afraid of.
Pyrrha thought of an idea to get Jaune's mind off whatever he was thinking of. She crawled up behind him and gently wrapped her arms around him, pressing her face against the back of his neck.
"I'm sorry."
"I miss hearing you say that but there's nothing for you to be sorry for," Jaune said.
Jaune snapped back to reality, feeling Pyrrha;s embrace. He turned around, looking at her in confusion.
"Pyrrha, you've nothing to be sorry for. In fact, I'm the one who should be saying that. You got dragged in because of me."
The redhead shook her head. "That doesn't matter! If only I wasn't useless, you wouldn't have had to push me out of the way and get your arm cut off."
"But, we're kids, Pyrrha.." he argued. "We couldn't have done anything against them… I'm sorry that I wasn't strong enough."
"No, I'm the one who's sorry."
"No, I'm sorry."
"That is just too cute," Nico said. Teasing the two partners.
The two of them looked at each other, having said it at the same time. The two of them then broke out in laughter. Whatever sadness they were feeling earlier were now washed away, as they smiled.
"So… I have a Game Station console. Do you wanna play?"
Pyrrha tapped her chin in thought, before smirking. "You got Aura Combat?"
"Sound like mortal Kombat with a K," Kyrie said making everyone look at her, "What I play games be what Aura,"
"Aura is the manifestation of our soul. It bears our burdens and shields our hearts kind of like a force Sheild," Jaune said. "Also you play games."
"When I was younger," Pyrrha said.
Jaune pulled out said game, smirking back right at her. "Prepare to get your butt kicked!"
A couple of matches later...
"How are you so good?!" exclaimed Jaune as he watched his character get beaten. For the fourth time.
"No, my winning strike," Jaune said.
Pyrrha shrugged, a smug little grin on her face. This made Jaune grumble a little. Something about still not being used to his new arm. But despite that, he couldn't help but smile at the time he was having. Usually, he would play all by himself. Most of his sisters didn't really like video games, except for Sol or Nera…
"P-money is being smug, I like a whole different side to her," Yang said.
"She way younger so she isn't part of a huntsmen academy yet," Weiss said.
"Besides that was it weird play games with that arm," Blake ask Nero.
"Haven't had time to play games that much," Nero said. to the Catgirls.
Jaune's smile turned sad, remembering the fun he and his sister would have, playing games all day, trying to beat them all in one go. He shook his head, snapping himself out of his sadness.
This was supposed to be a time for fun, not a time for sadness.
A grin spread through his face as he finally managed to beat Pyrrha. He shot up, cheering in excitement. The redhead sighed before clapping for her friend, a congratulating smile on her lips.
"Now that Arc just has to do that to real life," Weiss said.
"Well done, Jaune. That was quite the impressive move, parrying my Super."
Jaune rubbed his head in embarrassment, not used to being praised. "Thanks. I just remembered that your character's was parry-able, which is what my character's skill set is. Anyway, you want a drink?"
"Oh so that why he in the chicken," Ren said.
Pyrrha nodded. "Yes, please. Do you have orange juice?"
"I think so, yeah. I'll be back."
Jaune went out his room and headed for the kitchen. He stopped in his tracks, seeing some random person raid their fridge. He was about to shout at him to leave, until the guy closed the fridge, revealing his face.
The Lone Son stepped back, shock overcoming his expression as he looked at the man before him. It was his father. His shock was completely overridden by fury as he barely snarled out one word.
"You!"
"And now well get to see how this plays out," Weiss said,
Back to the Present
Dante could practically feel the anger that Jaune was exuding. It was so thick, he could probably slice it in half. That, and his eyes turning red was pretty obvious. Before he could say a word, the child charged with surprising speed and decked him across the face, launching him into the living room. Dante groaned as he held his face, a bit amazed at the power behind Jaune's punch.
"Ouch, I felt that hit hard," Yang said. "Make me think that his uncle Qrow was born a woman would I punch her when I saw her for the first time,"
"Ow, that hurt."
Jaune burst out and struck the Devil Hunter once again, creating a small-sized crater on the poor floor. But he didn't care, he just wanted to beat up the man who he assumed was his father. The Lone Son roared and started pummeling Dante's face rapidly, growling like a beast.
"A whole lot of issues right there," Jaune said.
"I think he's going to burn out after this," Kyrie said.
"I'm getting my ass kicked, by a nine-year-old," Dante said feeling every hit. "I'm impressed at seeing this,"
The Son of Sparda did nothing, and merely allowed it to happen. He could feel the hatred ooze out of Jaune. He could understand because it was how he used to feel about his own father. Dante really wanted to beat up his own father for leaving them when they were young, but as time passed, he realized that Sparda had his reasons, and Vergil must be the same.
"Shouldn't some stop Jaune from killing this guy," Blake said.
Dante occasionally flickered his arm to his Devil Trigger, if only to accelerate his healing. Because seriously, the kid's punches hurt a lot.
Back upstairs, Pyrrha was starting to get worried that Jaune still wasn't back yet. She got up and went down to check up on him. The redhead gasped in shock as she saw her friend straddling someone as he repeatedly pounded them.
"Jaune!" she let out in slight surprise.
Jaune blinked and his eyes fading back to blue, his arm coming to a halt as Pyrrha's voice reached him. Dante quickly capitalized on the situation and flipped him onto his back while he was distracted and stepped on his arm, only applying enough force so he couldn't use it.
"That Pyrrha," Dante said.
Pyrrha grew fearful and was about to run away to get help, when Dante held up his hand in faux surrender, to show that he meant no harm. This lightly placated Pyrrha, allowing him to turn his attention back to Jaune.
"You cooled off yet, kid? I know why you're angry, and that you did what you did. But I'm not your old man. I'm your uncle."
Jaune looked at his supposed uncle in surprise, shock overcoming. "You're…my uncle?"
Dante nodded in affirmation. "Yeah. Your father's my twin. That's why we look alike." He pulled his foot off and extended an arm to help his nephew up.
Jaune accepted and pulled himself up. He decided that the floor looked more interesting to look at, but nonetheless, he apologized.
"Embarrasses are we," Dante said.
"A little," Jaune said.
"I'm sorry. I… It's just-"
"I know that feeling. Don't worry, I understand."
Jeanne then came back, carrying a handful of groceries. She looked at the state her son was in and then at the living room. The blonde mother sighed, shaking her head.
"You two are in big trouble," Nero said.
"You're also me, so you in trouble too," Jaune said.
"These two are fighting like brothers," Nico said.
"The guy has seven sisters so that something new for him," Ren said.
"I should've expected that this was how he was gonna react. Jaune, go up and clean yourself up. Pyrrha, would you be a dear and help me cook? And Dante, explain."
The three of them nodded. Jaune headed for the stairs, while the others went to the kitchen.
Hours passed by with the evening approaching. Dante leaned against the wall as he watched Jaune waved goodbye to Pyrrha, who waved back as the car she was in drove off. With no interruptions, he pushed himself off and walked up to his nephew.
"So Jaune, tell me - what would you do if I told you that I'll be training you to become stronger?"
The former blond looked up to him, surprise and excitement displayed on his face. "Really?"
"Probably something like that," Jaune said.
Dante nodded. "That's right. But first, do you know of the tale of the Legendary Dark Knight Sparda?"
"Sparda?" parroted Jaune. "Not much. I heard stories from my sister, Luna. The general thing about him is that he was a demon general under some guy called Mundus before he decided to betray his fellow brethren for humans and Faunus and fought them off and sealed his home world, staying here in Remnant. That's all."
"Well, that about sums him up." nodded Dante. "You see, Sparda's my old man."
"Wow, I would love to read a story like that," Blake said.
"Also your family tree is amazing," Jaune said.
Jaune's eyes bugged out, staring at his uncle in disbelief. "Wait, that would mean-!"
"That's right. You're his grandson." A frown overcame his face, becoming serious. "And that's the big reason why you were attacked a weak ago. Because dear old dad betrayed the demons, he's the most hated one there is because of his actions. And that hatred is passed down to anyone who shares his blood."
"That so dumb It's like me hating all Faunus after the fall of Beacon I don't," Jaune said.
"Thank's Jaune," Blake said.
Dante placed a hand on his nephew's shoulder, looking at him straight in the eye.
"And because of this, your mother called me to train you. With Vergil off to who knows where, it falls to me to help you control your demonic powers. But just because you're a kid and my nephew doesn't mean I'll pull any punches. Training will be grueling, hellish, and it'll make you wish you were dead."
"So, I'm guessing a Spardan Boot camp," Yang pun.
"Ow," Dante said clucking his head. "I think the Pun is worst than the kid's fist," He said
This made Jaune greatly reconsider. But, then his mind wandered towards back to the times he was pushed around, helpless against everything. Then to just a week ago, how weak he was until he got his new arm. The power that coursed through him… It felt good. Liberating, even. But most importantly, it gave him purpose.
He looked at Dante, determination burning in his eyes.
"It doesn't matter. I don't wanna be weak anymore. I'll go through hell if it means getting power to protect those I care about! I'll take on whatever you got, I can take it. I don't want to be useless anymore!"
"He so cute," Blake said.
Dante's eyes slightly widened as he could practically see Vergil standing beside his son. He closed his eyes as he mused to himself.
"Guess you inherited quite a lot from your old man, kid." He crossed his arms and smirked. "If that's what you want, kid. Once we've started, there's no going back."
Jaune fiercely nodded. Dante smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
"Get ready. We start tomorrow. I'll pick you up at 6AM sharp. So you better get a lot of shut-eye." he said as he walked out.
Jaune watched as his uncle closed the door, leaving him alone to ponder. Tomorrow will be a new beginning for him. He will change for the better, and become strong enough that he didn't have to be protected nor saved anymore.
"This might change a lot," Weiss said,
"Yeah one of them be seeing demons and the whole world knows about them," Azure said now back.
Back at Devil May Cry
Dante plopped onto his chair and sighed in content. Fortunately, Morrison was feeling charitable and left him a box of pizza, but it wasn't gonna be enough. He pulled the drawer on his desk, revealing his personal Scroll. He picked it up and speed dialed a number.
"That looks like a smartphone," Nero said.
"That's a Scroll it has many usages," Weiss said.
"Hey. Yeah. No, I was just off in a business trip. That's right. I'll need ten of my usual, and no olives and be sure to make it a large. Alright."
He hung up and headed upstairs, to the library he had that he barely visited. He sighed and walked up to his one of the shelves, plucking out books pertaining to anything demon.
"This is gonna take me all night, but I'm gonna need all of this just to be sure. It's a good thing I don't really need that much sleep."
"Okay who hungry," Azure said revealing a whole lot of Pizzas.