"So, while I find something new, Why don't we watch some trailers?" Orb asked.
Penny raised her hand. "Could we watch some more from the Archon series?"
"Perhaps." Orb smiled. Nora looked up, excited.
"Ohh, what kind of trailers are we going to see? Renny, what do you think we're going to see? Ohh, maybe we'll see sloths!"
"Maybe we will." Ren smiled "Maybe we will."
The screen started up to life.
Jaune was walking through the woods alone on a dull fall day. It was dark, for a grey afternoon. A spooky quiet ambience played in the background as the knight marched forward.
Winter knew what this was a trailer too. She recognized a horror movie when she saw one. "Orb, is this a slasher, or something else?" The specialist asked
Ruby squeaked. "A slasher? Like a horror movie? Noo, I hate horror movies!" She said, curling under her hood.
The scene shifted to the viewpoint of something growling in the bushes. It watched the blonde until it passed back into the bush, cutting off view.
The next scene was a familiar pair of worn sneakers, the faded words of right and left on the soles, being dragged into a cave, leaving a trail of blood behind the feet.
Ruby cowered behind her cape, while Nora was gripped by the trailer. She loved horror movies, after all.
The scene cut to a heavy breathing sound as a hulking figure lurked in the trees. Haven's team AMBR walked through the canopy.
"I'm telling you guys, I don't have a good feeling about this." Nadir said, shouldering his SMG nervously. "I mean, it's not like there hasn't been rumors of some weird ass grimm in these woods man."
Bolin rolled his eyes. "Those are just rumors. Nothing but talk spread by ignorant civilians." He said as the team walked through the dark woods.
The hulking figure tilted it's head, watching them.
Yang snorted. "Welp, I know who's dying." she said with confidence.
Arslan turned sharply. "Cut it out, you two. We don't have the time, and I don't have the patience for you bickering."
The scene shifted to AMBR walking up to a clearly decrypt and haunted house. It was raining heavily, with flashes of lightning lighting up the sky. Rheese knocked on the door, which swung open with a creak.
Nadir shook his head. "We got to go man, this is like some haunted house shit." Nadir said, shaking.
"Oh, stop being such a wimp." Rheese said. "Worst case scenario there's some grimm in it, no big deal."
The scene cut as they entered the door. This time it was somewhere else, assumedly in the house.
"Yess…" Came a thrumming voice from the shadows. As the camera adjusted to the dark, it looked like a great mass of slime or goo suspended by the walls, floors and ceiling. Below it, rest where if it were a man it's feet would be, was a familiar looking body. While the face was obscured, the armor and hoodie was recognizable.
"I found Jaune." Qrow said again.
"Oh shut it." Winter griped.
"You." The thing hummed. "You will be my greatest work." it said. It's voice echoing with a kind of ancient power.
"My Opus Magnus."
The scene cut to Arslan opening a door in the house that appeared to be to the basement. "Oh god." She whispered as the door closed behind her.
The title dropped at that as a rather creepified cover of Blue Oyster Cults Sole Survivor played. The title was called Overmind.
"Well." Wiess started. "That looks creepy enough, don't you think?"
Nora shrugged. "I'm not sure. I bet you I can tell you the movie plot." She smiled. Yang raised her eyebrow.
"Bet." Yang challenged.
"I'll bet that the slime thing was an alien that came to earth and shacked up in that old house. It takes control of the Grimm and kills Jaune with it. Then Arslan's team finds it and goes through the whole haunted house stick. They burn the house down and leave, only for the alien overmind to spawn a baby overmind in the after credits scene!"
Orb's head teetered from side to side. "Yeah, that's about right." He said.
"See?" Nora motioned to the screen. "Standard cliche horror stuff!"
Ruby looked out from under her hood. "Is it over?" She asked timidly.
"Yes, rubaby." Yang smiled, pulling the hood down. "The horror show is over."
"And another one is about to begin." Qrow pointed out.
A black limousine pulled up to a familiar two story house. The driver opened the door. A dark dress shoe with grey pants stepped out. The camera shifted to the front door as the silhouette of the man crept up. A knocking sound came.
A middle aged Nora opened the door, a basket of folded clothes resting on her hip. "Can I help you?" She asked. The camera cut to face the man. Ozpin smiled kindly. "Ah yes, Hello Mrs. Lie-Valkerie. I was wondering where I could find a friend of yours?"
"Who's he looking for?" Winter asked. She could have sworn she saw this house before. Nora and Ren were married… oh, right. Crocodile Universe.
"I bet Blondie Arc, cause all the stories have him." Qrow grumbled, and promptly decided to take a nap.
Nora frowned, leaning on the door. "And who would you be looking for exactly?" She asked, skeptically.
"A Dr. Jaune Albert Arc." Ozpin smiled. Nora's face darkened, a threatening Mother Bear Aura surrounding her. "And what do you want with him?" She growled. Ozpin opened his mouth, but a clattering sound of something likely breakable came from inside the house. Nora turned to yell over her shoulder.
"Freja! Lee! Quit whatever horseplay you're doing now!"
"Sorry mom!" came the muted yell back.
"
Nora turned back to the old man. "So, what do you want with Jaune-Jaune?"
"I would like to offer him a job."
Cinder raised an eyebrow. "Probably for the freak show." Emerald huffed.
NPR took offence to that, but could see why. He was a giant crocodile man, after all.
The scene cut to the massive croc Jaune and the much smaller Ozpin sitting at the kitchen table.
"So, Mr. Ozpin, is it?" Jaune asked, skeptical. "If this is about joining some kind of freak show, I would recommend that you don't waste your time and leave immediately."
Ozpin laughed. "You don't have to worry about me wasting my time then. My name is director Ozpin, and I am the head of the GDA."
"The Global Defence Association?" Jaune asked.
Ozpin leaned back a bit. "Yes… I'm surprised you know about it." Ozpin gave in a surprised tone. He had not expected for a doctor to know such a well kept and high level secret. Jaune shrugged.
"Soooo… Why are you here, Mr. Director?" Jaune asked, still skeptical.
"I already said i would like to offer you a job." Ozpin said. Jaune leaned back.
"Doing what, Medical service? I really am not hurting for money right now…" Jaune trailed off.
Qrow burped"Not hurting for money, eh? What did he do? Invest in the stock market?" he said sourly.
Orb shook his head. "He perfected and sold off his cancer treatment for the cheaper side of the market, all things considered. That alone has made him billions, not even including the grant money."
Winter nodded. "That would do it." she said
Ozpin shook his head. "No, but your… ah… inherit abilities would make you an invaluable asset to our facilities, Mr. Arc."
Jaune raised his eyebrow further. "How so?"
The scene cuts to Jaune in a military clean metal hallway, bullets bouncing off his massive scaled frame from some uniformed goons' automatic rifles.
"You are physically very durable." Ozpin started. "And strong."
The scene showed Jaune walking up to a metal blast door. Sighing and rolling his shoulders, he put his hands on the seams of the door and pulled. A terrible creaking sound was heard as the door was wrenched apart.
"You are also clearly intelligent and very skilled in the field of medicine, something that is desperately needed in this line of work."
The screen showed giant croc Jaune in scrubs and a mask performing surgery on some unknown person. "Clips." jaune said, and the scissor locking tool was handed to him.
Jaune leaned back in his chair in the kitchen, thinking about the offer. "I'm sorry, director, but I have no interest in such a line of work. Thank you for your time." He said. Ozpin sighed, but smiled anyway.
"I see. Very well then. If you change your mind, here's my card." Ozpin said as he left the table, tossing a white and green business card onto the wood.
"Who knows, maybe you'll finally be doing something with your life again." He said over his shoulder. "Have a good day Mr. Arc."
The trailer cut to the title drop as ozpin closed the door. Croc II: Suicide Squad.
"Suicide Squad?" Wiess asked, confused and concerned at the name.
"A reference to another piece of media, a comic book from this universe." orb explained to her. "They're often sent on suicide missions that no one else can do."
Ironwood coughed. "So they're similar to specialists?" he asked
Orb teetered. "...sure. We can think of it like that. A little more colorful than your specialists, but yes."
Sienna hushed them. "The next trailer is starting." She said, leaning back. Now that Adam was done draining the fun out of the rooms, she was starting to enjoy herself. She would most certainly have to reign in that bull once she got back though.
The screen came to life again, a dusty western road baked in the sun as a tumbleweed rolled across it. A figure with a shawl wrapped over her head as her tiger tail flicked behind her. A figure followed behind her, shorter than she was. The burlap brown cover hid the second figures identifiable figures.
Nora clapped. "Look! Is Sienna again!"
Sienna raised an eyebrow. She was suddenly in a lot more of these, wasn't she? "I wonder who the other person is?" She muttered to herself.
The two walked up to a building, the sign in faded paint read "Red's Saloon." Sienna walked up to the wood building. Just as she was about to reach the landing, a man was thrown out the swinging double doors.
Sienna and Blake turned to watch the man drunkenly brush himself off and stumble away.
"You sure this is the place?" Blake asked as they entered the saloon.
Sienna nodded. "I'm sure this is where we can find him. You grab a table and don't do anything." Sienna ordered, emphasising the last bit.
Yang was ecstatic. It was a western! She loved westerns.
Sienna walked up to the bar, taking a seat.
"What can I get for you, miss?" The bartender asked.
"Something light. And information." She said as the bartender raised an eyebrow.
Sienna looked curiously at her counterpart. "What in the world could I be looking for?"
"Oh? And what might you be looking for, miss?" The bartender asked, putting a mug of beer infront of the tigress.
"I'm looking for Six Shot Arc." She said seriously. The bar instantly became quiet with the mention of his name. A man in a brown long coat and wide gallon hat stiffened next to her, glancing nervously at the tigress.
"That is a name that carries weight." Ironwood said, noting the saloon's, which was full of sketchy and less than desirable looking people, reaction
Ozpin nodded. "I wonder what Mr. Arc did to deserve such a reaction?" He pondered. He was pretty sure he knew, but still wanted confirmation.
The bartender gulped, before stuttering. "Wha-what's your b-business with t-t-the Six Sh-shot Arc?" He asked.
"My buisness is my own. Now, is he in town or not?" Sienna growled before sipping from her drink. The bartender shook, unsure how to answer.
"I know where the bastard is." the man next to her said, turning to lean on the bar. Sienna turned to the stranger. "You do?" She asked, relieved. "Good, can you tell me where I can find him?"
The Man raised an eyebrow. "Everything has a price, love." he said. The scene cut to a shoot out between the imperial Eastern Forces, a strange uniformed police man mixed with samurai themes.
"Well, Ms. Khan, you sure know how to pick your enemies." Jaune said, his hat sporting a bullet hole in the rim.
"Not my fault i'm the Crown Princess's body guard!" Sienna roared back, popping up and shooting a soldier with a bow.
Ruby's head fell to the side. "Why in the world would anyone use a bow when guns exist?"
Orb shrugged. "Part of it is because people are stubborn. The other reason is that guns are very expensive at this point in time compared to bows."
Ruby raised an eyebrow. "But why though?"
"Bullets arn't free."
Ruby humphed at that.
Jaune ducked again, the wall behind him exploding as a bullet cracked into it. "That… would have been nice to know when you hired me." He grumbled.
"Arc! Show yourself!" Ren yelled, drawing a long katana.
"Ahh, there's Mr. Hate Boner." Jaune said calmly as he reloaded his revolver
Ren tilted his head. "You know, I suppose I was bound to show up again. I just wish that I wasn't his enemy all the time." Ren sighed.
"You're not, normally. You're not even enemies in this universe, by the end." Orb said.
"Oh? What are we?"
"Gay."
Ren and Nora did a spit take, and Pyrrha paled for a moment before turning bright red.
"I-i'm sorry, we're what?" Ren coughed.
Orb gave a sarcastic cough. "I mean, one of you is a cowboy, and the other is in the navy… Not sure how much gayer you can get without becoming Elton John or something like that. "
"RIght." Ren said before making up his mind. "Moving on!"
The screen cut to a couple flashes of scenes. Jaune on a ship in a storm, another shoot out, a swordfight between Ren and Sienna, and an Adam Tarus in a military suit.
The title screen dropped. Blazing Bullets, and the trailer ended.
Yang was particularly giddy. She loved westerns about as much as her dad loved marital art flicks. "Ooh, we have to see some scenes from that one!" Yang said excitedly.
Orb considered it. "Perhaps. We still have a couple trailers to go through."
"Really?" Winter asked.
"Yeah. Two more than i'm thinking of a break." The being nodded.
The screen flickered to life, showing the Menagerie customs in Kuo Toa. the lines moved forward as the rhino faunus called the line through. "Next!" the rhino called out. A blonde man in a worn button down and jeans walked up.
"Hello." Jaune said nervously
"Papers please." The rhino man said, not even looking up.
Jaune nodded. "Right, uhh, let's see." Jaune fumbled for a moment before handing the rhino a vanilla folder.
Sienna's eyebrow raised. "What is a human doing in Menagerie?" She asked. She didn't know why any human would ever go to Menagerie, when other places were far more welcoming and better developed.
Blake just shrugged.
"Purpose of your visit?" THe rhino said.
"Citizenship and refuge, mostly." Jaune said, his foot tapping nervously.
The rhino raised an eyebrow. "Really? A human seeking refuge?"
Jaune's face twitched to that of a man who was just caught with something, but he forced it to annoyance. "I'm a faunus." He growled under his breath, as though it were a common occurrence.
Blake's eyebrow rose even further. She could understand pretending to be a faunus to have an easier time to get in, but why in the world would Jaune ever go there? And why in the world was he seeking asylum?
The rhino's eyebrow rose as he leaned over his desk, looking for a tail of some kind. "Really?" He said, giving Jaune a suspicious look. "I don't mean to pry, but I'm not seeing any features. I mean, if they're… uhhh…" the rhino trailed off, giving Jaune's crotch a look.
Jaune turned red. "What- no! No, it's not that."
The rhino sighed in relief, before giving Jaune another suspicious glare. "Then where are they?"
Jaune blue screened for a moment, coming up with an appropriate lie. "My ears were cut off at a young age." He said flatly.
The crowd around him went quiet, pitying and in shock.
Sienna's eyes widened before she groaned. "Of all the things he comes up with… He choses that?" She exasperated. You didn't joke around with loosing your animal traits like that.
"Yup." Orb popped.
Blake and Sienna sighed.
"Right then. I'm so sorry, I didn't know- I just-" The rhino started to ramble.
Jaune held his hand up with a small, sad smile. "It's ok. You didn't know. I used to it. It's… I've had a lot of time to get used to it."
The camera cut to Jaune's passport being stamped.
"Welcome to Menagarie." The rhino said with a smile.
The scene cut to Jaune in his standard armor, but with sandy mesh wrapping in certain locations, and the hoodie was long since ditched for a hood and cloak of the same material. He was running through the menagerie desert, which was now a warzone.
"Shit shit shit shit SHIT!" he yelled as he jumped behind a trench. Sebastian cortez looked at him with a side eye from his rifle. "Well, you got their attention." he said. Jaune rolled his eyes, pulling out his own bullpup.
The scene cut when jaune pulled the trigger.
Jaune was running through a city, dragging a child along beside him and carrying another in his arm. Atlas airships could be seen in the sky, opening fire on the town below.
The scene cut to Sienna aggressively straddling Jaune, kissing him like her life depended on it.
Sienna turned beat red, but remained looking at the screen. Huh, I didn't know that my tail did that. She thought as she observed the make out session
The scene cut to jaune in a suit, gulping nervously. He approached the speaking stage in what was clearly a council like entity. The scene showed his back, the lights creating a stark silhouette. A white out dropped the title screen.
The White Wolf:
Based on true events.
It clicked for sienna. "Wait, it this a trailer for that history lesson universe, right?" Sienna asked.
"Correcto!" Orb said with a smile. "It's a movie about the founding of the NRDM from jaunes perspective."
"Nice." Blake said, making a mental note to watch it.
The screen came alive once more. Newspapers, headline up, started falling rapidly. Vale Council Scandal, Council Evicted! Jaune Arc Takes The Seat, The Man who Could be King, were the noticeable ones that fell.
Ozpin frowned. "Those… those are concerning headlines."
Ironwood nodded. An entire council being evicted would cause an uproar in Atlas.
Jaune was sitting at a desk, a desk lamp light who's lightbulb was starting to flicker out. It was in the dead of night, probably close to three in the morning. Jaune put his pen down, rubbing his temple.
Ironwood shook his head. "He looks like me after a council meeting." He sighed, rubbing his temples.
"He looks like shit." Qrow countered wisely.
There was a knock at the door. Jaune looked up at Deery in a disheveled and wrinkled Secretary outfit.
"Yes?" jaune yawned, fowning at the lamp desk as the bulb finally burnt out.
Deery put a cup of coffee on Jaunes desk. "When was the last time you got some rest?" the reindeer faunus asked.
Jaune blinked, staring off into space.
The scene changed to a much healthier looking Jaune chasing a rushing portly man. "Council man! Please slow down!" He said as he ran after the fat councilman, papers flying behind him.
"Those backstabbing bastards!" the old man yelled, red faced. The two entered a room, closing the door behind them.
The scene cut to Jaune closing his office door, and collapsing down onto a chair.
"Rough day?" Qrow asked. Jaune jumped.
"Can't you use the door like a normal person?" Jaune asked.
Qrow shrugged, taking a swig from his flask. "You look like shit."
Jaune growled. "In the course of becoming councilman, do you know how many times someone's tried to assassinate me?"
Pyrrha gulped, the hairs on the back of head standing like hackles. How dare someone try to hurt my Jaune! She snarled to herself.
"Assassination attemps? What in the world has this Jaune done?" Wiess asked, concerned.
Orb explained for her. "When jaune was not accepted to beacon, he took on a job as a political aide. After unveiling their corruption, he got all of them removed from office. Because the councilman he worked under was the only person to have the foresight to name a heir in case of his death or other removal, Jaune became the sole councilman of vale."
"That," Ironwood started. "Sounds like a very bad idea."
"Jaune does his best."
Qrow shrugged and handed Jaune his flask. He took it eagerly. "What are we on, five?"
"Six." Jaune corrected. "You weren't there for the first one."
The scene cut to Jaune walking up to a podium, the camera being pointed through a sniper scope trained on the suited blonde.
The title dropped with the sound of a gunshot.
The Councilman. It said, Jaune in a suit standing pensive behind the words.
Winter was exciting at the prospect. She was always a fan of political dramas.
Orb checked his tablet. "I think that's all the trailers we have at the moment. I'm going to scavenge the archive for a moment, so feel free to do whatever's not violent." Orb said as he floated through the ceiling.
NPR nodded to themselves and stood up, heading to the archives once more. They wanted to watch some more of their fearless leader. Rwby went off blow off some nervous energy, while the others went off to talk in their own groups. Except for Sienna, who opted to wander the corridors, eventually bumping into Penny.
NPR entered the archive room, looking for something new to watch.
Ren looked to the side. "Was this door here earlier?" he asked his team, pointing to a door tucked away into the wall. Embossed onto it was 18+, NSFW. Nora light up.
"Oh! We should go in!" She exclaimed. "I want to see how jacked Jaune Jaune can be?"
Pyrrha gulped. "Are- are you sure?" she stammered, looking apprehensive.
Qrow spoke from behind them. "Kid, if you're old enough to kill grimm and die cause of it, you're old enough to drink, have sex, gamble and whatever else you want to do. Much less watch some porn." The old huntsman said, before he walked in. The three looked at each other before Nora bounced in. Pyrrha blushed immensely and stared at the ground as she followed the ginger.
Ren started to say something, but sighed and hung his head. He followed his female teammates soon after. "I just hope there are private rooms." He said.
Team RWBY had found a large enough open space to burn off some energy. Ruby was practically vibrating as she zipped around. "Man, I needed to get up and move!" The reaper said as she stopped next to her partner.
Yang laughed. "I can see that, Rubaby."
"Sooo…" Blake started. "What do you think of the whole… watching the Jaunes thing?" She asked.
Wiess tilted her head. "It is… surprising. I was not expecting for this to happen. Not ever, and especially not today." the Heiress started before trailing off. How do you even explain the current situation for team RWBY was in?
It was unheard of.
Orb had a shiver of unoriginal ironic statements down his spine. He decided to ignore it.
"I think it's FUBAR, man." Yang said, shaking her head
"Messed up beyond all recognition?" Weiss asked. "Yeah… I can understand."
Ruby's brow furrowed. "That doesn't spell FUBAR." She said after a moment. Yang rolled her eyes in good humor.
"I'm just glad that I haven't been paired with Jaune yet." Wiess admitted.
Yang leaned against the wall. "Yeah, funny that almost everyone seems to end up banging him one way or the other."
"Including you it seems." Blake retorted. Yang flushed bright red at that. She quickly changed the subject.
"Wonder why some of us haven't been shown with him though. I mean, we saw him with freaking Sienna Khan, terrorist leader extraordinaire for ohms sake!"
Weiss shrugged. "Maybe it's because Orb knows that I don't want to even entertain the idea?"
"It's actually because I don't like those universes." Orb's voice came from behind them.
RWBY turned to the eldritch being. "Oh? What do you mean?" Yang asked. "Why don't you like them?"
Orb shrugged. "The ones that aren't a toxic relationship aren't that interesting to me. Besides, like 90 percent of the Weisses in the universe are lesbian."
Weiss blinked. ``I'm sorry, I'm a What?" She asked, astounded by the revelation.
"I'm not sure about you in particular, but a lot of versions of you are lesbians." Orb extrapolated.
Wiess took a moment to reboot. "Right. Anyway, is it like some universal law that Jaune can fuck anyone?" Blake asked.
"Langage!" Ruby called out to her teammate. Blake ignored her leader.
"No? But there are so many different universes with so many differences between them it might as well be."
Ruby's head tilted. "So, how many universes are there?"
Orb blinked back. "Phhhhht, too many to count. An infinite amount. I can remain here forever and not even watch a fraction of them." Orb said.
"Wooooaaah, That sounds like a lot." Ruby said after a moment of silence. Orb chuckled.
"Well, I'm most likely needed elsewhere. Feel free to do whatever." Orb said as he suddenly started to levitate upwards, phasing through the ceiling.
Wiess and everyone else stared at where Orb excited. "I don't even know why I'm surprised anymore." The heiress muttered.
Thank you for reading! for what it's worth, considering my terrible update record its not worth much, but this series will be seeing significantly less love for the forseeable future to focus on other projects, or to procrastinate even harder. I wish you all the best, and please if you find that these scenes inspire you, please write the stories they belong to. Even if it's terrible, like this was, it will be worth reading for some odd hundred people