If you're expecting Yozora or were expecting like an actual story or something, I'm sorry to disappoint you. There will be more of an explanation below.


Chapter 1: Thinking Crit-arc-ly


"I really feel like there's just an extraordinary amount of attention on Team RWBY."

Despite the room being just about big enough to accommodate all of Team JNPR, the walls still felt incredibly small as they all stopped to focus their attention on Jaune. The blonde didn't sit up from his bed though, instead he returned his eyes back to the latest issue of X-Ray and Vav after catching his team staring at him.

"Do you… want to elaborate?" Ren asked, cocking his head slightly.

Jaune made an affirmative sound before continuing. "I'm not sure if I'm gonna be wrong for saying this, but it feels as if they were like… cherry picked, you know? Now, I might sound like a buffoon, but the other night I spent a good portion of my evening in the library for one of Professor Port's assignments on Grimm Studies."

The comic book closed with a quick fthwap! Jaune sat up, his black t-shirt resting a few inches above his navel, revealing the outline of hardened abdominal muscles. With a yawn, he continued, "But while I was researching the Apathy, I stumbled upon some history journals and fairy tales. The fairy tale I read in particular was about the God of Light, and his creation of silver-eyed warriors. That remind you of anyone you know?"

"Well Ruby clearly has silver eyes," Pyrrha said, placing a hand beneath her chin and nodding. Jaune smiled, and pretended to not notice her staring at his stomach. It wasn't an uncomfortable feeling, not at all.

But it was strange. What kind of leader got butterflies in their stomach over a subordinate..?

Him. He was the type exactly.

Jaune shook his head dispelling such thoughts. "Exactly. Now, I know everyone in the entirety of Beacon knows that Weiss Schnee is a student here. That kind of name doesn't go unnoticed. But did you ever recognize the connection with Blake?"

Nora cocked her head. "Blake as in Belladonna?"

"Yeah. She bears an incredible resemblance to Ghira and Kali Belladonna. Those names sound familiar?"

Nora pouted, "Aside from Belladonna, no."

Ren shook his head, idling his hands with his father's knife. "No, it is familiar. Ghira Belladonna is the current Chieftain of Menagerie. He's also the original leader of the White Fang, before Sienna took over."

"Which means what? Blake's dad is famous?"

"He's a well respected leader. He has an entire independent island under his watch and control. And if he's the leader of the original White Fang, which Blake has proven herself to be obsessed with, then there's no doubt that Ghira is probably her father."

Jaune snapped his fingers, a grin on his face. "Exactly my point. Now do you see how it starts to get a little weird? We have, who's according to a fairy tale, a silver-eyed warrior, the heiress to the most renowned company on the planet, and then the daughter of the White Fang's original leader and the Chieftain of Menagerie."

Nora, Ren, and Pyrrha all seemed to agree or at the very least acknowledge that everything he said was true. In a way, wasn't it strange? In the entire world of Remnant, Ruby got admitted to Beacon two years early because she was a prodigal fighter. But could her silver eyes have played a factor too?

But even with that, Ruby still managed to get paired with Weiss Schnee, the heiress to the Schnee Dust Company. Then her other teammate is Blake Belladonna, the literal child of the White Fang movement.

"The only thing I'm confused about is, with three of four members being so special, what could Yang potentially be?" Jaune asked. He got off the bed and onto his feet, twisting the door knob and swinging it open. "Next thing you know, Yang's hair catching fire isn't going to be a side-effect of her semblance but some fuckin' bullshit like residual magic in her system or something…"

Without his shoes, the NPR in JNPR figured he wasn't going far. It was confirmed when they watched him simply step across the hall and knock on the door. There was a brief pause, but shortly after it opened to Yang, dressed in sleepwear.

"Need anything vomit boy?" Yang jibbed.

"No ma'am," Jaune said. He crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the doorframe.

"Ma'am?" Yang said, laughing breezily. "I usually like it when people call me sir."

Jaune cracked a half-smile, doing his damndest to avoid moving his eyes any lower than the top of Yang's head. "I don't mean to take up your time, but I just wanted to ask. Did this ever seem strange to you..?"


Author's Note

If you were expecting Yozora, and if you know me, you will come to see that I failed the goals I had set out for myself regarding that story. Now once again I'll be writing a story revolving around Jaune and some supernatural background or phenomena or something. Will I finish it? Probably not. Will I hope to? For sure.

That in mind, that's actually not the only story I was planning on working on. I feel like sometimes I have to write something to get it out of my system, and hopefully just doing a couple free-writing projects amongst what I plan on releasing will get it out of my system and let me go back to writing hot garbage, and if not hot garbage then lukewarm at best.

But seriously, I have a couple of projects I've been working on that I haven't found the drive to finish because I feel like my writing has gotten poorer. I've got a My Hero Academia and Persona 5 crossover, I've had several different stories and even the 2nd Chapter to Yozora in the vault, which if you're interested in reading, just let me know and I'll upload that too.

So honestly, what I'm hoping to gain from these very minute pieces of writing is feedback on whether you dislike or find inconsistencies with the way I write. I know the characters aren't perfectly in character, but at the moment my main focus is on whether what I write constitutes to good writing.

So if you have any feedback and/or input to share, please let me know in a direct message or a review. Thank you for reading.