Accidental Villain 5

I am blown away by the support thank you very much, and I am not going to burn myself out, I started writing this around January and I finished it last week including a few little edits. All I am doing is uploading the chapters now so you do not need to worry about burn out.

There are no Grimm and no need for mecha-weapons, this world is Remnant based on BNHA. Jaune is not the Deku of this world though, that role will belong to another more 'Like-minded' soul.

The capture and apprehension of Jaune Arc was taking a toll on Pyrrha, like a serious toll, she really had not anticipated this level of resistance against someone who in Weiss' terms 'Lacked any sense of skill or balance'.

For one thing ever since she had started this campaign against Jaune Arc, Yang and Nora had wanted nightly updates, as well as Blake writing some things down in her diary; apparently she was working on a novel of her own and kept muttering about how this would help revive the romance category, although Pyrrha failed to see how her attempts to capture Jaune could be considered romantic. It was the most attention the others had paid to her since they had started together at Beacon University and it was the most they had also talked to her without anyone bringing up her achievements, honestly it would be nice if she wasn't constantly returning to the agency empty handed.

Also speaking of Nora…

As she lay on her bed and listened to the sounds of chaos that Nora was making in the kitchen while Ren was doing his very best to get it all under control; someone had asked her to replace a lightbulb and well you can guess what happened there and that was four hours ago…

But back to her original point; Jaune Arc had proven to be quite the troublesome opponent and it seemed there was no end to his evil beginnings, his actions spoke levels of what was to come.

The first time this week she was alerted to his machinations (she had to ask Blake if that was really the right word to use, but the book wise girl had promised her it was) was when he was apparently causing problems at a local corner shop. When she arrived she saw him stood there at the till with a loaf of bread, milk, bananas and hot chocolate powder all in his basket as the cashier was looking terrified behind the counter with her hands up, he was clearly holding her hostage or threatening her so that he didn't have to pay.

Pyrrha observed the environment first, only him in the store which was good; no hostages other than the woman behind the till. Then she turned her sights on him and had to stop the rapid beating of her heart, she was sweating again and her breathing had halted for a moment; she really needed to pull herself together, and he hasn't even turned his eyes on to her yet activating his love semblance.

But it was increasingly proving to be difficult with him stood there looking like that! He was still wearing that messy lab coat, hair in desperate need of a good brush and with clear bags under his eyes like he hadn't been sleeping properly. Pyrrha wanted to bring him back to the agency and make sure that he slept.

She then tensed up at the thought 'slept uncomfortably in the cell they had for interrogations!' that is what she really meant.

He was clearly using one of his seductive powers to throw her off her attack, there was no way that he needed to stick his tongue out like that to count his money, or to ruffle his hair and brush it out of his eyes every 3 seconds; she could do that for him.

She needed to stop him before she was unable to think properly around this man, so she made sure to call out to him.

"JAUNE!" She watched as he jumped in his skin and then looked around for the direction of her voice, while it would have been smarter to simple get the drop on him first of all she at least wanted a chance to bring him in without a fight, and there was the added chance that he could potentially have placed some traps around and while she couldn't feel any out of place metal.

Her stomach did not do a flip-flop because he smiled awkwardly before realising his tongue was still sticking out and then gave her a more nervous one. And her heart CERTAINLY did not do a stupid tap dance because she locked eyes with him for a second.

"How is she so beautiful?" Pyrrha blushed hard at that and then shook herself out of it, she was stronger than that and how could he say something so casually like that?

"Calling me beautiful won't make me not take you to jail." Pyrrha declared firmly, she needed to make sure she was still on top here! (For some reason Yang and Nora had burst out laughing when she recounted her thoughts later on for them)

"Whaa – oh I said that out loud! I meant to say hello there, uh you know? Like in that old space movie, uh you know the one I'm talking about right?"

'A movie. He meant to say a movie quote and instead called me beautiful as though he think I would fall for such an obvious deception?'

"You really think I'm beautiful?" for some reason her mouth did not listen to her thoughts

'Pull yourself together Pyrrha!'

"Uh w-w-well yeah? I mean lo- just look at you." he waved around his empty hand as the other still gripped the basket full of the food.

'This was just grand! Maybe she could reform him and turn him on to her side and they could fight crime together? It would be perfect, she could introduce him to the others and wait where was he going?'

"Where do you think you are going?" He at least had the good graces to look very sheepish and nervous at being caught retreating towards the back door, why was there always a back door in places like these for criminals to escape from; naturally Pyrrha berated herself for the momentary laps in her judgement, she had to keep her eye and concentration on him at all times; she could not give him a single inch.

"Uh to escape? You are here to catch me right?"

"YES!" she blurted out a bit more forcefully than needed (Pyrrha decided not to tell Yang and Nora why she had yelled that so forcefully at him, but later on Blake left her a very detailed note as to what she had interpreted her thoughts as, she wasn't far off)

"Well can you blame me for trying to escape? I sort of have a responsibility to get to."

"You see crime as a responsibility? That's it I'm taking you in." Pyrrha steps forward and reaches out for his arm just as a shield materialises right in-front on him blocking and deflecting her hand and then a flash of purple blasts her backwards into the fridge…

Right where the milk is…

Her hair didn't look so red when she walked back into the agency, and nobody tried to talk to her about it because of the look on her face.

The next few encounters went much the same as that one and she constantly came back to the agency both empty handed and either covered in something new or with one of his genius gadgets still stuck to her; she was building something of a collection in her room as even the support agency that she contacted couldn't make head nor tail of what it was that Jaune had managed to make up.

So Pyrrha lay in her bed and tried hard to get some peace of mind, every time they met she would be distracted by him doing something; she had watched him struggled and fumbled with very easy tasks like carrying multiple things while in shops, talk to other people without being recognised and for some reason he kept giving out the most bizarre job roles and then he would become an even more stuttering mess when he started talking to her.

It seemed he was incapable of carrying a conversation with her without mentioning how beautiful or amazing she was, usually with a lot of hand waving and gesturing, not to mention the fumbling over words.

'And that really is grand coming from him isn't it?'

"AGH!" Pyrrha cried out as she rolled over and buried her face into the pillow as hard as she could; she needed to stop thinking about him constantly. It was starting to affect her in her everyday hero business, even when she was on simple rescue missions she was looking out for him and the reporters were asking no end of questions surrounding him and how she had not managed to capture him yet.

Recently there had been a room inspection conducted and Ms Goodwitch had heavily questioned her keeping the random trinket's from her encounters with Jaune. Pyrrha had outwardly said she was trying her hardest to see if she could learn more about him from them; knowing is half the battle after all. Ms Goodwitch had seen it as the same and had allowed them to stay so long as she kept a good eye on them and nobody else tried to touch them. However the truth was Pyrrha kept them as a reminder that even though she was a strong warrior and a promising hero, this mere man could still defeat her. He had bested her time and time again with nothing but his mind and his wits, the 2 greatest tools that any promising fighter starts out with.

His powers were clearly getting to her over the many encounters that they had, for some reason he kept going to different supermarkets and shops to get food despite being wanted, how could someone with the brain power to make a device capable of blasting her through a wall think that going to a corner shop to pick up milk was a good idea?

He had of course apologised profoundly for the whole blasting through a wall, he explained that he had not quite got the output on his shockwave bracelets correct yet as though that was supposed to suddenly make everything better; he was trying to parade himself as a gentlemen criminal and Pyrrha would not get sucked into his ways.

When she tried to apprehend him that time however she ended up getting stuck to the ceiling by some kind of trip wire with an adhesive netting, he said that it would dissolve in 30ish minutes, she just used a sharp piece of metal to cut through the bindings in a couple of seconds but by then he was already out of the door and long gone.

She had not seen him or heard anything about him for the last 2 days now and she was getting antsy, luckily her request for all of his information had come through and she had managed to spend those days reading and learning about him. Trouble is there was not much on him, it gave her his date of birth, school history and his brief employment at MERLOT, but other than that there was not much about him. The other trouble was that Yang and Nora insisted on barging into the room and being… well Yang and Nora about it, and Pyrrha was starting to learn that her (she guessed friends at this point surely) fellow sidekicks enjoyed their teasing.

All of this information still begged the question on her mind though.

Where on Remnant could he be?

Looking at the address online that Jaune had managed to search he saw the name THE CLUB. Straight forward and easy to understand, it was a night club, not really much to say about that. However if most of the funds for Merlots rage drug came from there then it was clear that there was more going on behind the scenes, so Jaune had decided to check it out on Saturday, the club would be full and who would notice one more blond 20 something in a place full of them?

Besides this would be easy compared to having to try and avoid his hero stalker, Pyrrha was proving to be relentless in her mission to try and arrest him. For good reason because he technically was a fugitive from the law, but she never tried to really hear him out; of course he could never really say much around beautiful women anyway so it was probably mostly his fault and there wasn't really anything new there now was there?

Right now it was quite late for him, about 10:00 pm and he was already quite sleep deprived from building new inventions as Pyrrha kept taking most of his off of him whenever they met. He really hoped that she was amazed by them and would ask him about them the next time they meet; maybe he could sit her down and explain the mechanics and structure of them. Then once he has gotten comfortable and wow-ed her with the amazing science he can then tell her his story.

It's not a very interesting one, personally he wouldn't read it if it was a book certainly wouldn't go and see the movie and she would probably be as uninterested in him as every other girl in Remnant, but she would know that he wasn't the villain, if she stayed awake long enough to hear the whole tale; and surely that was a step in the right direction. Speaking of steps he had made it to THE CLUB, well the back alley of the club, and had pulled out a metal wire. His plan was to pick the lock, he knew how to do it because he thought the trick would help him impress cute girls, and one girl had seen him, but she had already seen him try to ride a uni-cycle and juggle, and she didn't seem to be impressed with either of those skills.

None the less he Jaune manages to pick the lock easily and then he realised that it was a skill that would mostly rely on not many people noticing that he had done it, so the idea of impressing a cute girl sort of fell through already, but maybe it was something that he could use to impress in conversation instead although then they might think he was a thief; he was starting to realise that maybe there was no win to this particular skill set.

The interior of THE CLUB was very large, a nice open area for the party people to dance on with flashing lights and very loud music. The DJ was on a little balcony and they were wearing a giant teddy bear head with overly large headphones on, they were clearly very happy with their music choice as they were bopping along to the rhythm and had their hands mostly in the air rather than on the turn tables. The bar had a rather large man behind it and 2 younger women that looked identical except for the different colours that they were wearing, something in Jaune told him to steer clear of the 3 of them as best as he could and especially if they were the owners or workers of the nightclub, and the numerous guys dressed in black suits with the blood red ties as well Jaune should certainly avoid them.

However having to get past all of the party goers and the bouncers and other staff was really easy, he just caused a black-out and the drunken people took care of the rest. He had a digital app he had made for his scroll a while back, but he had scrapped that idea as it would also somehow turn off the scroll as well. So instead he stuck to a little bit of easy wiring in the fuse boxes and made it easier for himself, he did always have a fascination with electricity.

Finding the office room in the club was pretty simple once he found that he could slip past everyone almost unnoticed, it was on the top floor and there were only a handful of people outside the room and they all seemed to be interested more in each other than they were with the slim blond sneaking around. Jaune quickly shut the door behind him just as the lights turned back on and THE CLUB burst back into loud music, well the office didn't it was sound proofed, but Jaune could feel the UNTZ UNTZ from the floors below him.

Luckily the office was empty and he could search to his heart's content…

They had left the important books out on the desk…

It was clearly labelled what the owner of THE CLUB wanted to do with the drugs; use them for riots to cover up robberies was mentioned several times, as well as to strengthen his own enforcers and gang members against rival gangs to ensure he had more control and could win any gang wars.

Well the sneaking around and spy work dream was sorely crushed for Jaune right there and then as he snapped a few photos and then ripped the pages out and placed them neatly folded into his note book and that into is safe place in one of his lab coat pockets. He still figured to check the computer because who knew what could be on there.

Ahhhh, perfect.

THE CLUB's owner had his account open and with a payment ready to be sent out to Merlot personally, Jaune very quickly took down the date and time a convoy delivering what they assumed to be the materials and ingredients to manufacture the drug were, luckily they were missing a few things but it wouldn't take them long to realise that, so he had to stop that shipment as soon as possible.

Jaune did notice that there was a payment going out to a CRDL? Did they mean a cardinal? Like some religious person? Okay fair enough, he supposed they had the sins to repent for after all.

Deleting what he could, Jaune stood up and made his way to the door with his new information all written down in the pages of his note book, but before he left the room he went back and sent the large sum of money that the owner had ready to a local charity that looked after orphans and victims of child abuse, it was the least that THEY could do.

Smiling and feeling proud of himself for having a flawless mission he left the office quickly, forgetting that the lights were now on.

However nobody seemed to really mind as he snuck out of the door way as the only people up here were all occupied with each other rather than paying any attention to the random blond guy that was walking through. All he had to do was walk down three flights of stairs and then out the way he came and everything would be how it was and nobody would be any wiser, anyone tried to stop him he could just fake being sick and say he really needed some fresh air, nobody wanted someone to throw up on them while they were out for a night of partying.

Making his way to the stairway he accidentally bumps into a fairly intimate couple on the way, just as he is about to say sorry and move past them a voice calls out behind him.

"Jauney boy is that you?"

Jaune doesn't show anything outwards but inside his head he deflates a bit, he just wanted to leave, not catch up with old schoolmates, but he turns around none the less, TV and movies had taught him to be polite after all. Jaune then faces someone he hasn't seen since primary school.

"Cardin? Hello there, it certainly has been a while hasn't it? What have you been up to?"

Jaune looks at Cardin and notices that he is a good head taller than him, and also larger then him by a good amount, he is also wearing nice trousers and a nice shirt, perfect he guesses for the night life, in fact it looks very similar to what the other members of THE CLUB staff wear. Still the rest of Cardin doesn't seem to have changed that much, he still has that short hair with the front spiked up and his face mostly looks the same, ever his sneer looks like how it did in primary school. Jaune guessed that some people didn't change that much then, personally he couldn't recognise himself from the picture of the smiling kid that first wore his uniform anymore, they were 2 completely different people, the hair being the only vague similarity.

"Well most days me and the boys here." Cardin gestures to 3 other guys that come up and stand near him and Jaune doesn't recognise any of them, but he would surely remember if he saw those hair styles. "Are heroes, but at night well the boss pays us to make sure things here at THE CLUB all run smoothly."

Hands shaking slightly and feeling the palms starting to sweat more than they usually did, Jaune manages a smile, but since it is him doing the smiling it comes off as awkward and nervous as per usual. His eyes dart at all their faces and briefly meets their eyes, although not for long, instead he looks past them at the floor, much safer to look there instead of seeing the disappointment in people's faces after all.

"W-well in that case, I don't want to – well interrupt you guys then… so yeah I'll just go, good seeing you Cardin!" Jaune manages to get out and turn on the spot before a hand falls on his shoulder and one of Cardins friends steps in-front of where he is about to go.

"You see Jauney boy; you are indeed a wanted man and there is a hefty price on your head if you are given to the right people, so what do you say; help an old friend out?"

Jaune gulped, and it was audible over the sound of THE CLUB'S music, even with the large teddy bear giving it the dance routine it deserved. "Y-you see, what I am t-trying to say, I'm not actually-"

"Arc we don't care what you are stuttering out so shut it! You always thought you were so smart in school; you know my dad didn't stop talking about that laser sword thing you made for the talent show? Who the hell cares about if you can make something like that, I can lift up a fucking car with my bare hands. Now here you are, right in our clutches even when you managed to somehow escape from that so called 'Invincible Girl', time to show her that if you want something done right you send a man to do it."

Jaune was now really nervous, he should probably choose his next words carefully but the response was right there, something he had practiced in the mirror and seen in countless shows.

"So why are you here?"

Cardin grabbed him by the front of the shirt and lifted him up in the air and reeled his fist back. "They said to deliver you to them, they didn't say in one piece."

'Well at least I still got in the last word'

Jaune very quickly tapped on his watch and just as Cardin stuck at his face Jaune's new and improved hard light shield activated and blocked the punch, completely absorbing the blow and a sickening crunch was heard as his fist impacted the shield.

"AAAHHHH! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!" Cardin screamed as he held his broken hand and his fellow hero friends looked on a little shocked and scared at what happened, Jaune himself was honestly a little disturbed, the shield was made to completely dispel any force exerted upon it, completely vibrational absorbent, honestly it was one of Jaune's greatest inventions and it had come from a rather peculiar looking rock that fell from space, perhaps it was a part of the moon?

"Oh I'm sorry, I'm sure that will heal just fine right?" Getting ignored was almost a part of Jaune's personality at this point so he just shrugged at the guy with the Mohawk, like what can you do?

Cardin then turned his eyes that were full of pain back onto Jaune and they then filled with rage at the person who had broken his hand.

"Uh Hello th-"

"AARRRGGGHHH!" Cardin interrupted as he lunged at Jaune who raised his shield and then activated the energy release, sure Cardin might have super strength but the release of his accumulated energy couldn't be that strong.

The blast sent the 4 aggressors flying back and Jaune was also sent out of the window of the top floor and flung towards the club floor, on the way down he seemed to hit the disco ball and then land on one of the VIP sofa's, luckily there was nobody else in the booth, but THE CLUB still went into a panic at the explosion of energy that was shown up on the top floor, since it had shattered all of the glass. The dance music came to a halt and everyone started screaming and running, videos were being taken and so were pictures, and despite him being shaken from the landing and his head slightly hurt from smacking into the disco ball he still heard someone scream out "THATS JOHN ARC! SOMEONE CALL A HERO!"

"Ugh, its Jaune Arc." He groaned as he stood up. "Now did everyone see that, because I will not be doing it again?" he asked to the very bare dance floor as nearly everyone had run away, and the exit was right there for him to leave as well.

No time like the present.

Just as he took a shaky step towards the door, the guy with the blue hair flew out of the broken window, he had a few cuts on him and a drink had certainly spilt on his shirt. But he hovered in the air menacingly; however he wasn't blocking the door so Jaune took a few cautious steps towards the exit. That was when the guy with the Mohawk then stood at the window and threw a knife at the exit and it sunk into the floor, he then disappeared and reappeared where the knife was.

Great a guy who could fly and a guy who could teleport to what he could throw, that made getting away a lot trickier now. Jaune then turned to maybe leave out of the main entrance but he saw the blond guy with the bowl haircut, then there were 2 of him, then 3, 4, 5, now 10 of him. Even better a guy who could multiply, well at least Cardin was still up there.

"ARC!"

'Oh no'

Cardin launched himself from the third floor and cracked the floor upon his landing, not a very graceful landing to be fair, but certainly a less painful one than Jaune had managed. "YOU DIDN'T THINK YOU COULD JUST WALK AWAY DID YOU?!" Cardin bellowed at him, his right hand still hanging limply at his side, but even without a limb he was still dangerous.

"Now you can either resist or give up, either way there are more of us than you, we have you out numbered and out matched, and your stupid toys aren't going to help you with this."

Jaune couldn't resist it. "I like those odds."

He really did not like those odds at all but it was a cool line to go out on.

"Oi DJ!" Cardin called out as the teddy bear stuck his head up over the turntable. "Play something that we can enjoy beating his ass to."

The teddy bear head man stood up and shuffled through his songs and then through the speakers came the music to decide Jaune's fate.

"Party rock is in the house tonight!"

'Huh, not mad about it.'

"I don't suppose that maybe we can talk this out guys? … guys?"

"We don't want to talk to you Arc, we just want to hurt you … really, really bad."

"Not as scary line as you think, especially after the film." Jaune says sadly.

The music kicks up just as the action begins to heat up, naturally Cardin is the first to jump at Jaune, his strength allowing him to leap across the dance floor as Jaune dive rolls out of the way, not wanting to stay on the floor any longer than he has to. Cleaning his lab coat at the end of the day was always a task … that he forgot to do most days.

As the blue haired guy flies into try and tackle him Jaune slides under a table and out the other side as he crashes through the glass, guess the blue haired dude must have not seen the see through glass. Well Jaune had been there several times, 2 weeks ago he walked into a glass door so he knew the pain.

After sliding under the table Jaune places a little device on one of THE CLUB's walls and then sprints away from the wall as Cardin jumps at him and crashes through where he was just standing, not hitting the device he just placed which was good. Jaune was also glad that he had brought all the gadgets with him to this party; a wise man never sought out war, but must always be ready for it after all.

Jaune then watched as the blue mullet guy flew back into the air and rocketed towards him again, it seemed that all this guy knew to do was charge and tackle, now Jaune wasn't an expert in fighting, but he was sure you needed more tactics than that, so he managed to shoot a personal favourite of his at his chest as he dived over the bar. The blue haired man hovered above the bar and near the ceiling as he glared down at Jaune who was behind the bar, he then tapped a button on his wrist and a wire exploded out of the tiny pellet on his chest and stuck to a wall and yanked him to it, smashing the flying man to the surface and then a web of netting wrapped around him holding his bruised body up, the impact of the wall really hurt after all, not to mention flying and crashing into all the other objects.

Vaulting over the bar Jaune barely avoided Cardin as he charged past him and blasted through the shelf's of drinks and the wall behind it all. He really needed to learn how to turn around while he was charging at things, although for Jaune's benefit he probably shouldn't learn and keep doing what he was doing.

Something kicked him in the back and then someone else punched him across the face and then another person grabbed him and threw him to the floor and then several pairs of feet began to kick him while he was on the floor, not the first time in his life and he doubts the last time. A particularly hard kick goes across his face and he can feel the blood already trickle down his face from his nose, a couple of bruises are probably starting to form on his ribs and stomach maybe some old ones will show up again.

Trying to think as best as he can he moves his arms to wrap around a leg that goes to kick his face and then twists the ankle, the sharp jolt of pain causes the person to disappear, this must mean that his clones cannot take that much damage before they have to retreat back to the host, but that would mean he would now have a twisted ankle as well. A well placed kick smashed into his stomach; guess it was pain only felt by the one clone then.

Jaune then selects a dart on his bracelet arm, his right arm as his watch was on his left and he didn't want to mess them up as he had done so many times before. Shooting the dart at the clone's legs he hears the sound of the electricity arcing out and around him, shocking and moving through all of the different clones that are dog piling him and kicking him while he is down.

Rolling and struggling to his feet Jaune looks around and see's that there is still another group of clones that have just come into being near the main entrance, he then takes careful aim and shoots his shock dart at the only last group, shocking all of them and making the clones disappear and the original blond guy with the bowl cut fall to his knees, hair all standing on end. Jaune ran at him and swung his fist in what he thought was actually a good hook punch and knocked him down.

That was when a hand grabbed the back of his lab coat and threw him across the dance floor smashing into the turntable and turning off the music. "RUN AWAY FROM THAT JAUNEY BOY!"

"ow." Jaune groans out, that really hurt his back. Then the Mohawk guy appears above him holding one of his knifes and slashes at Jaune who activates his shield in time to stop his arm from getting sliced in half, the knifes doing nothing to the shield, and then as though he remembered what happened before with the shield the Mohawk guy teleported away just as Cardin jumped up toward Jaune who then released his smaller and less powerful blast, knocking him back down to the floor, Jaune then threw one of his anti-grav grenades after Cardin, so that he was suspended in the air.

Strength is pretty useless in 0 gravity.

So that just mean-

SMACK

As 2 feet slam into Jaune's chest as the Mohawk guy appears from his knife in the floor on a rising standing kick, he then throws his knife and appears behind him and elbows the back of his head, before throwing him over his shoulder and onto the floor. Jaune then scrambles blindly away as he tries to avoid the blows the Mohawk guy is sending his way, a left hook strikes him around the face and he moves with it to stumble away and then spins on the spot as he sees him pull back his hand to throw the knife again, just as Jaune activates the magnet he placed on the wall at the start of the fight and the knife gets flung over there as the Mohawk guy disappears and then reappears smashing face first into the wall

CRUNCH

Jaune winces a little bit as that is probably a broken nose, they are not fun, he has had to treat several of those in his time, and luckily they never seemed to be his.

Sighing to himself Jaune, bends over and breathes deeply, taking stock of his injuries; bruises, bleeding, cuts and defiantly aching all over.

"Well, that's all folks." He says with a tired voice and hobbles towards the exit.

"JAUNE ARC! I PYRRHA NIKOS PLACE YOU UNDER ARREST!"

'Bugger'

I think my strength lies more in writing little one shots than doing chapter stuff, but I just felt the need to write this all out chapter style.

Well till next time I guess to the one person probably reading this, wow I am self deprecating, I should work on that, like I really need to work on that.