Jaune The Scout Ark
Jaune Ark was never a fighter. He never fought his own battles, being guarded by his parents and by his 7 sisters. Whenever he was bullied, on of his sisters took care of the bullies, one way or another. Jaune couldn't fight, but there was one thing, and one thing alone, that Noone could beat him at… running. He was the fastest runner all around, if he needed to he could outrun anyone. He managed to escape quit a loot of trouble like that. But with time Jaune, couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't stand being helpless, weak, useless. So he decided to train, on his own, behind the back of his family. At the age of 13 he had trained for some time now. He trained his body, but he also trained to fight… with quite a unique weapon. A baseball bat. He tried asking for a real weapon but his parents didn't allow it, so he came up with the idea of wanting to play baseball so he could get his hand on a baseball bat at least. Over time he got quit proficient with it. And as fate would say… time has come.
One day some kids decided to bully Jaune. Of course he didn't stand a chance, the ods were in their fawor. 5 boys, all of them at least 2 years older, all of them were in combat academy for future huntsmen, meaning they had their auras unlocked, and they had weapons. Jaune tried to hold his own. But got overwhelmed. When he got home his sister were out of it. They demanded who did this to him. He was quit beet up. Bruises, cuts and a black eye. He told them about the kids who did this while his sister bandaged him up. As always the decided to take matters in their own hands. And soon left to take care of those brats.
Jaune was thinking… how he trained to not be weak anymore… how he trained to stand up for himself… and that's when he had enough. He knew he could get to park, where the brats were before his sister, thanks to his top notch running speed. He decided that it was time to be someone. With that he ran to the shed behind his house and grabbed the baseball bat. And he ran, as fast as possible, to beat his sisters to the park. And by the goods, he did.
He arrived at the park, his sister nowhere to be seen, but the 5 punks who beet him up were still there.
''Oh, look at who came back, and looks like he got himself a toy!'' stated one of the punks.
''What you gona do with that kid, poke us to deat?'' asked another, receiving chulkes from the others.
''I… got enough of this!'' shouted Jaune. ''I got enough of being the plaything of everyone, and I'll show you I can stand up for myself!'' he said with anger in his voice.
''So you have a deatwish, eh?'' stated one of punks, a really fat one to say the least. ''I may as well grant you that.'' He added, as he took a mace from his back and started charging towards Jaune.
Jaune was clenching his bat. He knew he could dodge whatever the fat punk could throw at him. He was fast, really fast. And so he did. The fat punk lifted his mace over his head and tried to overhead Jaune with it. Smash, came down the mace, hut the only thing it hit was the ground. Before the fat punk could get a hold of the situation, he saw a wooden bat coming straight against his face. Smack, and with that the fat punk let go of his mace now enbeded in the ground and stumbled backwards. He was shocked at what happened. All he could feel was pain, pain coming from his nose, and as he reached to feel it, a spike of pain came as he touched it. He also noticed blood on his hand, the kid managed to break his nose. Now with anger he said ''What are you waiting for… get that bastard!'' he commanded.
Jaune fellt good. He managed to get one of the punks to the ground. But now 4 of them were charging him. One was charging him with a spear, another one with a Saber, a bulkier one with a ace in his hands and the last one with a… pickaxe… warpike… something along the lines of that.
Jaune was dodging left and right, attack after attack. He was barely dodging at first… but with each attack launched at him, he got better at dodging. Now with enough confidence, he started attacks of his own. He swung and hit the spear guy in the left knee, dodged and swung again, hitting the axe barer in the top left corner of his head. He wasn't loosing, mostly because they couldn't hit him… but still he wasn't loosing.
This continued for a while, and then the fat punk joined in. Now it was a 1v5. ''Great'' thought Jaune.
''You will pay for this brat!'' exclaimed the fat punk swinging down on Jaune, who dodged and hit the punk in the face again.
Jaune continued dodgin and dealing the occasional hit, until… smack, Jaune hit the spear barer right in the head, as his light grean aura flickered and went dark, the punk went down, he went k.o.
Jaune was happy, pridefull, he knocked out a to be huntsman in training. He was getting exited, so exited he was getting cocky and decided to taunt them.
''If you are supposed to he future huntsmen, well we are fuked… if even I can beat you!'' taunted Jaune.
''You little asshole!'' yelled the fat punk with the club, swinging it overhead once more, getting it stuck in the soil one more, and Jaune hit him in the face once again, the fat punk just groaned in pain.
''You really ain't the brightens tool in the shed, are you?'' Juane taunted again, angering the fat punk even more.
The battle… a 1v4 now… continued. Jaune getting hits in on all of them, while dodging and running circles around them.
With a strong hit between the legs, the war picke user went down in agony. The saber and axe use stopping and rethinking their choices before continuing their assault.
Jaune's confidence growing with every hit he got in. '' 2 down, 3 to go!'' he thought. While dodgin a incoming axe, Jaune noticed a opening, and he went for it. Stepping inside the guard of the axe wielder, he smacked him across his face, and with a spin, following up with a roundhouse swing against the head, the axe wielde went down In a k.o.
''How does it feel… loosing to a kid?'' taunted Jaune, to just receive angry grunts from the fatty.
Jaune dodging a angled downwards strike from the fatty, swung his bat backhand style, hitting him in the face before he clenched his bat in both his hands and went for a heavy overhead swing directly to the top of his head. As the bat hit the skull of the fatty… it broke, but so did the aura of the fat punk. He fell dramatically to his knees, going out cold.
What was left ws the one with the saber. But before Jaune could proceed his assault… the last guy surrendered.
''I surreder… please don't hurt me anymore, I hate pain.'' Stated the last punk throwing away his weapon and raising his hands in surrender.
With that said, he heard the gasping of several people behind him. He turned around to see 3 of his elder sister standing behind him, just arriving to see him standing, broken bat in hand in the middle of the park with 4 unconcius punks laying there.
Jaune was proud of himself, having proven himself, and his sister witnessing it. With a cocky smile on his face he stated ''Run… run covard… before I change my mind… and tell the world you can no longer mess with me. Because brother, I hurt people, is that clear? '' He explained.
With that the punk nodded and took of with the fear of the devil chasing him.
''Jaune?'' asked Saphron, Jaune's oldest sister.
''I think I took take care of that myself. But I appreciate the help.'' Stated a satisfied Jaune.
''But… how?'' Saphron asked, while his other 2 sisters were speachless.
''You know I run fast.'' Stated Jaune.
''I know that but dow did you manage to beat them?'' she asked in a disbelieving expression on her face.
''I simply dodged and swung my bat. I was preaty easy too.'' Explained Jaune.
''Didn't you say there were trainers for a hunter academy, that meant they had aura… how?'' stated a still shocked Saphron.
Jaune with a cocky grin on his face stated ''I'm good, really good, maybe even the best at what I do.''
''Still… how?'' she asked once again.
''I dodged, taunted and striked when I had the chance, and they were a bad excuse of a to be huntsmen in n training to be honest. And before you ask that again… i was training on my own. I didn't want to be weak, I wanted to be able to take care of myself. So I got stronger. And after this, no one will dare to mess with me.'' Stated Jaune with pride in his voice.
''I am sure of that…'' Saphron stated as she went to hug her brother. ''You can't imagine how proud I am of you!'' she exclaimed. His other sister regained their sense of reality and joined the hug.
That day they celebrated, for Jaune has done not many could. A 13 year old boy, beet 5 trainees of combat academies, without aura or prior training. The word spread fast and Jaune was soon know as a feared fighter. His father seeing great potential in him after the events that ocured, allowed him to train, to fight his own battles.
And as time went on, Jaune had his aura unlock, and found his semblance very quickly after. I was something that matched him perfectly. Soda Poper he called it. It is a speed type semblance that does not require aura to work, but sugar. Then more then better. The more sugar he consumed then faster he got. He also discovered while his semblance was aqtive he could jump once mid air, just like a Doble jump in video games. And soon after that he discovered his go to sugar source. A colla called Bonk Atomic Punch. If you bellied the label, each can contained 2kg of sugar (which was phisicaly imposible), and it was perfect for his semblances need. He also got himself a new bat, this time arroubd a metal one. He had it specially made for him, out of a ultra light and ultra durable dust infused metal alloy. He would call it 'Crusher' for it would crush the bones and skulls of whoever dared to chalange him. He also found himself of need of a ranged weaponn, after a close encounter with a White fang grun, which he barely came out victorious, due to his speed. He settled for 2 shotguns. But nothing normal. One was a lever actin, wood stocked 12gage shotgun he lovingly called 'Scatergun', for everyone would scatter when he would pull it out. The other was a sawed of Doble barred side by side 12 gage, with special dust enchanted ammo resulting in extream damage and knokback, which he sometimes used for boost across gaps, or to perform a triple jump while his semblance was aqtive. A worth name for a worthy gun… Force A Nature, it was called. He started to wear a runes pack, filled with ammo as well as cans of Bonk Atomic Punch. He also switched his foot wear to flat running shoes. And he picked up the habit of wearing a cap, and hood.
The years passed, and Jaune was getting better and better… and cockyer. He would chalange anyone new coming to town. Even a giant bear faunus who went by the name Heavy. And he beat him, and it of course boosted his ego on a nother level. He also go the nickname 'The Scout' due to his abnormal running speed (average non sprint around 35kmh which he could keep without exauting himself, and a full sprint spread at around 40kmh, which he could keep for a good minute) and his semblance.
As he turned 17, he had no one to fight, as noone was brawe or dumb enough to chalange him, or accept his chalange. He was bored, really bored. He had nothing to do, nothing to boost his ego about. As he got an idea. He could attend a hunter academy. He would het to fight other students as well as grim. He could get in easily, since his father was a renowned huntsmen. So he did ask his father for a letter of recommendation, which he gladly wrote, he was glad his son took up the mantle of the tradition of the Ark family becoming huntsman. While in reality Jaune only wanted to attend due to his boredom.
And with that, he got in on initiation for Beacon academy. Watch out Beacon, for Jaune The Scout Ark was on its way to kick some ass, and call names… but initiation wasn't starting for a nother month… Great he thought, a nother month to waste my time before I can have some fun…
3 and a half long weeks later…
3 days till initiation. Jaune was running thru town at his usual Ludacris speed. He proceeded to slow down when nearing his target. His favorit shop.
He barely got thru the door as the shop keep spoke up ''Scout, my favorit customer! How you doing, what can I get for you today?'' he stated.
''I'm great, just great. I'm heading to Beacon in 3 days time. So I need some new footwear, and maybe some new cloths…'' he took a look at the raged cloths he was wearing, time did work on them. ''Yeah, definitely new cloaths!'' Jaune added.
''Don't ya worry, I got ya covered.'' The shopkeep stated, as he went to pick some items.
He returned with a pair of black and white running shoes, a black shorts sleaved hoody and a pair of camo pants, with metal knee guards and a belt with a silver belt buckler with his family crest, Doble arcs on it.
''Your dad told me you would be coming around for some new gear, he also told me you would need it huntsmen grade, he also paid in advance, so it's yours already.'' The shopkeep stated.
''I got to admit, this I gona look nice on me.'' Said Jaune.
''Get changed and we will see about that.'' Said the shopkeep gesturing to a changing booth.
Jaune went to change and shortly after came out.
Now wearing the black short sleeved hoody, with the hood up as well as a cap covering his blonde hair. His arms were wrapped in boxing wraps. The camo pants on his legs felt ligh and durable, so they won't break down after a slide on his ass, held up by the belt with the family crested buckler. The running shoes were comfy and felt just right. His running bag on his back wrapped around his chest from his top left to his bottom right. His bat attached to his bag, as well as the 2 shotguns he used. He was looking fine.
''Looking good, the ladies are going to love it.'' Stated the shopkeep.
''You got that one staring right. Not like they wouldn't fall for me even if I wore a potato bag.'' He stated.
''Sure thing Scout, sure thing. Anyway, when you get the chance, come to wisit, we will miss you when you will be gone. Come around when you can, will ya?'' asked the shopkeep.
''I can't make promises, who knows, maybe I will. Or maybe I will be keept by hordes of girls wanting a piece of me.'' Stated Jaune.
The shopkeep chukele, ''I sure will miss ya, keep it up and good luck out there!'' stated the shopkeep.
''I don't need luck, and you know it.'' Stated Jaune walking to the exit. '' I will try to come home every now and then… see ya around Jim.'' He said leaving the store.
With that Jauns's preparations were complete. He just had to pack some basic necessities and he was ready.
''3 day… only 3 more days… and I will have so much fun!'' murmured Jaune getting a smug smile on his face.