Jaune hated violence. it was an ugly vile thing that only took away it never gave back. he hated the way that his bones and muscles ache after a battle. he hated the way he could see fury in the eyes of the people he fought and then the fear as they realized he was going to kill them. he hated the bloodshed that always followed when an aura enhanced person fought with an ordinary one.

but most of all Jaune hated how addicting it all was. yesterday had been an appetizer for what was happening now. Jaune grabbed one of the men who had been in the studio and clamped his hand down hard on the man's throat feeling a rush of power as the struggling coward's trachea crumpled like a styrofoam cup in his grip.

bracing his feet Jaune threw the dying man out the door after his friend. a hard strike to his shoulder told him he had just been stabbed. you never forgot the feeling of a knife blade trying and failing to defeat your aura.

Jaune turned fast, grabbing the back of the man's left elbow while he was too stunned at the failure of his knife. there were easier ways to deal with him now but Jaune was falling back into the old ways. Ren and Yang had added training to his sword skills but Winter had finished and greatly polished his martial arts background.

Winter had never trained him to take prisoners. It wasn't a part of their job. reaching out Jaune grabbed the back of the man's head at the base of the skull and crushed the medulla oblongata. the lifeless body instantly went limp and collapsed to the floor.

Jaune was about to deal with the last man in the studio but Terrance had just done some manners of throwing Jaune couldn't even begin to identify and had thrown the man so hard he cracked the tile floor. It turns out that Terrance was also a hunter in his youth.

looking to Ferro, Jaune saw the limp boy in Cinder's arms bleeding from the Nine millimeter hole in his chest. The rage flared up again and Jaune saw the man who shot his son crawling away holding his side. The wound was fatal but it would take a while. Jaune didn't want to wait.

running after him a SUV of men who were clearly the support crew for whatever was happening here pulled up and most of them got out with the driver going for Juane at full speed. taking on a speeding car was out of Juane's league. but he knew of ways to achieve a similar effect.

stepping to the right and lining up the front tire with his left knee. As the SUV was getting closer Jaune set his stance and blasted off, repeating the knee he had used earlier but with his left knee instead of his right.

The collision took out a good chunk of his aura but it also put the steering column of the SUV into the man's chest, killing him and sending the car spinning off the road. Jaune was about to go after the man who shot his son when he heard one of them coming up behind him.

spinning on his feet and turning into an orthodox stance, Jaune grabbing the inside of the woman who was attacking him by the left elbow. She had a knife in her hand and what she was honestly planning to do to him after watching him ram a car was beyond him but his train told him to kill and his experience gave him the tools.

Jaune's right hand strainged and after pulsing his aura through it Jaune thrust his arm out like a rapier running his hand clean through the woman's left breast, front ribs, heart, and out her back burying his arm almost up to the elbow in her chest.

She lurched back for a moment like she wasn't sure that she was dead before the catastrophic damage to her body shut her brain down and she limply slid off Jaune's arm.

her corpse fell to the paved road with a wet slap as Jaune looked to the others with his right arm still dripping blood. They all seemed to figure out that trying to fight with the seeming incarnation of death in front of them was a bad choice, leading them to all turning and running.

that left the one who was still crawling away as fast as he could before he inevitably died from the massive amount of internal trauma he had suffered. walking to the man Jaune grabbed the back of his head. "you killed my son," he growled as he lifted the man off the ground "why were you here?"

the man screamed as best he could at the pain of Jaune slowly crushing his skull. "Browne, I was here because of Browne." he quickly answered, probably thinking Jaune was going to let him live if he was cooperative. He was wrong.

Jaune slammed him face first into the ground so hard that the front half of his skull fractured. lifting him out of the pooling blood he repeated the act this time the man's skull shattered and Jaune had to shake the grey matter off of his hand as he stood up.

with each step back to the studio Jaune rage swapped out with sorrow. He knew what he was going to find when he found Ferro but he still needed to see for himself. as he drew closer his arms hung limp at his sides with his grief weighing them down.

he took off the jacket and wrapped the heavy cotton around his bloody arm trying to hide it from the other children there. as he entered he expected the sounds of sobs and wails like what was common from children after seeing one of their own die.

he heard nothing but silence which actually made more sense. These were not ordinary children, they were children trained by Cinder Fall and frankly most of them were probably going to be hunters one day. they were no strangers to death but right now they are also still in shock.

He saw Cinder on her knees pulling Ferro to her chest with one arm and holding Emerald close with the other. She was lightly crying but Emerald was too stunned to do anything, sinking to his knees on the other side of them Jaune reached and set his left hand on Ferro's back.

the heart stopped when he felt Ferro's chest move. with wide eyes Jaune gently pulled on Ferro's shoulder enough to show him his son's chest. The whole in his shirt was there, the blood stain was there but Ferro was still breathing.

placing his index and middle finger on Ferro's neck, Jaune felt a pulse and lifted the boy's shirt to see that there was a small scar where he had been shot. checking his back showed the same thing and an exit scar and a hole in the shirt.

there was no way that was possible unless Ferro's aura was unlocked but no one could have unlocked it that fast. looking to Cinder he realised she was crying tears of relief and joy not pain. "She saved him," Cinder softly whispered, not wanting anyone else to overhear and misunderstand her words.

pushing aside his relief Jaune said. "you need to get out of here, if the cops ask too many questions your background won't hold up, go to me and Ferro's home at 496 crimson drive."

Cinder nodded, picking up Ferro and leading Emerald and heading off while Jaune addressed the rest of the class. "class is dismissed, all of you should get out of here, I will clear things up with the cops." all of the silent children slowly moved out of the room trying to ignore all the dead bodies.

as the cops showed up Jaune went out to meet them directly. If he was very lucky then he wouldn't end up on the evening news.

...

Adrian was checking into his motel room where he would be staying for his assignment. setting up his computer he looked up the Browne gang on the internet hoping to get a lead on where he should start working.

the newest story that came up was about a HIK of Hunter Involved Killing. some kind of street brawl that ended with six people dead. looking at the report Adrain was impressed this hunter killed six people with their bare hands.

it was odd though the report never mentioned his name it just had his I.D. number and even then the number made no sense. "Hunter BA 3829127 ANGWD S '' was impossible unless someone graduated from Beacon, and the Atlas Naval Ground Warfare Division with a Mistrilain Sansatsu rating, at the same time.

when he plugged the I.D. into the system meant to help determine who a hunter was in this situation he got a message saying that the information was blocked. looking at his scroll he noted that it was currently three AM back in Beacon. sending the request for information to headmaster Rose he went to go to bed when his scroll immediately rang.

it was a message from Mrs. Rose. "do not leave, do not engage, I am on my way."

what had he just gotten himself into.