RWBY Cinema Action Plus

by D.N.Works

The battle of Haven is over, and the heroes are ready to rest. Only for a strange being to whisk them away with friend and foe and have them watch other universes for seemingly no reason. Forced to tolerate their presence, the cast now view these new worlds. Will these different worlds change their views upon seeing them, or stay the same. Only one way to find out of course.

26. The Amazing Jaune Arc

Chapter 25: The Amazing Jaune Arc

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It's time to see the epic adventures of Jaune Arc as the one and only Spider-Man. Where he'll face danger, adventure, and possibly find love...possibly. Also, the return of my Beta-Reader, so isn't that just great? Continuing on, enjoy.

Because we won't be just seeing Jaune.

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"Alright everyone, it's time. Time to see one of the best fanfic- er, I mean, worlds I enjoy observing." Mayden said to the cast as they all looked up hearing his voice.

"Interesting, he seems quite elated." The mysterious red-eyed girl observed as she took another bite of her roasted steak.

"Yeah, I wonder what he's gonna show us this time?" Russel questioned before chomping on his burger.

"If he likes it, maybe it's something we'll enjoy... maybe." Mercury opined before taking a sip of his soda. It wasn't that he hated the worlds they've seen thus far, but not all of them were his style. Still, if Mayden was excited then it must be an interesting one.

"That's right, my peeps, for the world we're seeing features a man known as amazing, spectacular, and ultimately incredible." The lights lit up as they began spelling out a single word. A word that all aside from a few recognized immediately, "It's… JAUNE!"

The word JAUNE shone brightly above the audience, followed by simulated fireworks going off and confetti falling from the sky.

Despite the flashy demonstration, the audience simply stared at the word with all the enthusiasm one would find in Peter Port's classes.

"Uh, who's this guy?" Whitley asked, unfamiliar with the name.

"You just saw a video of him-er, version of him in the last viewing." Junior informed the young heir.

Whitley shrugged uncaringly and replied, "So. Not like I actually know him."

Whitley wasn't the only one confused.

"Yeah, seriously, who is that kid?" Roman said. "I mean, he appeared in other worlds but, well..."

Neo finished his answer for him, signing. "Not like we actually know the dude."

"Likewise," The red-eyed girl chimed in. Many others agreed with the sentiment, with only those from Beacon actually knowing the blonde knight. Those few in the know were teams CFVY and CRDL.

"Sorry to say this dude," Coco began as she tilted her shades. "But why did you make it sound like everyone just knew him?"

"Because all the other Creators do that," Mayden explained, but his answer only further confounded his audience.

It made no sense to the cast, but they knew about that other beings with their own theatres were making other versions of themselves watch whatever. As for Mayden, he realized the mistake he had just made.

'Thinking on it, it is true. How would any of them even know Jaune; well, other than the students from Beacon and Cinder's group.' Mayden realized,

It was a small miscalculation on his part. It was just that whenever he himself checked another theater, it was like everyone already knew Jaune.

"Well, whatever the case, you'll be seeing the blonde goof as a vigilante in The Amazing Jaune Arc, which also features a certain someone." Mayden told them. Oh, so someone aside from Jaune will be featured. That sounded interesting.

With that the screen then lit up revealing what will be coming next.

It happened so fast in the eyes of Spider-Man. The fighting, the hails of gunfire, explosions, and even the roar of engines barreling out of the huge man-made tunnel A.I.M made.

"Now that was fast." The fighting was already starting... Neat;

Tock felt this one will be interesting.

Mercury, however, was confused and asked, "The hell is A.I.M.?"

Yet, for all the noise that occurred to the hero, it was odd for him to no longer hear anymore loud noises. If he was honest, all Spider-Man could hear was the calming sound of nature minding its own business. Hearing the nice wind blow, leaves rustle, and the occasional cricket noise made it a nice step up from all the wild stunts he pulled with another hero he just met.

"Spider-Man…" Speaking about another hero, it was as if he could hear Iron Man right this moment.

The wind started to breeze over him, causing the young spider to shift his body due to shivering.

"Come on, Spider-Man." He could hear the same voice speaking a bit louder this time. "Now's not the time… grr… for rest!"

"Hmmm..." Whitley hummed as he narrowed his eyes. This voice was metallic and slightly disguised, but he swore that it sounded familiar. Though for now, he was more interested in something else.

"What the heck is Jauney-boy wearing?" Cardin asked with his team members nodding.

"It looks interesting; Black and grey leather, form-fitting, yet padded in certain areas with a very stealthy appeal to it. Not too shabby, not too shabby at all." Coco observed with an appraising eye. Although she had this suspicion that this was not Jaune's usual outfit.

For some reason, she thought of the colors red and blue.

"Hmm, I guess it's alright. Looks like something a person would use if they didn't want to be seen." The red Malachite twin said with her sister nodding in agreement. The suit looked somewhat worn, likely

"Eh. Unlike you guys, Jaune here didn't have the money for some sweet threads. In fact, what he's wearing right now is practically a hand-me-down, albeit an admittedly awesome and very well cared-for one." Mayden explained to the audience. Still, he wondered what their reactions to the red spandex suit would have been like.

Not only the wind, but soon other noises, not even remotely sounding like it was part of nature, started to make the webhead toss and turn in his sleep.

"UGGHHH!" This time, what Spider-Man was hearing was no longer peaceful, what he was hearing was someone in pain. "I swear I feel like this thing is getting heavier by the second!"

Mind finally waking up, Spider-Man's body soon went into overdrive and immediately propped himself up to take care of whatever danger he's facing.

"Don't move!"

That one command instantly caused Spider-Man's body to stay deathly still as his mind finally started to process on what's happening.

Eyes adjusting to the new surroundings, Spider-Man can see that he was now outside of the pit but where he's currently in made him wish that he could go back. The large hunk of metal looked to be damaged from the blast, possibly the undercarriage of A.I.M flying base, only now it was right on top of the heroes with any moment of collapsing.

However, the one thing that's stopping it was Iron Man doing his best to keep the large object from ending them.

"Okay, I gotta admit, this Iron Man character looks cool." Roman smirked as his eyes looked over the hero's armor.

Coco analyzed the armor and nodded, "Red and Gold. I like it."

Mercury whistled at the design. Now that's tech he wished he had; particularly, for his legs. He felt it would make him even stronger.

The mystery girl was also interested. She pondered what it would be like if her fellow teammates had a suit like this. She had a teammate who had his own armor which was also just as fancy, but she felt that this suit had its own unique abilities.

Of what kind, she was not sure.

"Glad you're finally awake." Iron Man spoke, his usual cool demeanor now replaced with a more frustrated and tired tone. "As you can see, we're not out of the woods yet."

"Iron Man?" The arachnid hero moved his head to see that not only were they outside, but was outside with a large part of fallen debris right on top of them. "Hold on, let me-"

"Don't." Iron Man's optics flared bright to show his aggression, causing Spider-Man to stop. "If you try to help me, then we'll be crushed."

"Definitely," Adam agreed. That pile of metal looked far from light.

"How can you say that?!" Spider-Man shouted. "You look like you can't handle the weight!"

'Wait a minute.' Seeing something odd about how Iron Man was holding the A.I.M debris. 'Is he… he can't be!'

"I-Iron Man..." The black suited hero lifted his hand and pointed at what he was seeing. "Your left arm... is it..."

"Ouch. Dude's lookin' kinda like Yang." Mercury joked, bringing up Yang's disability.

In another world, Yang Xiao-Long suddenly had the urge to punch Mercury in the face.

"Oh, you mean this?" Iron Man did his best to move his left shoulder to wiggle his arm but it seem to not respond as he tried his best to play it off. "Yeah, must have landed pretty badly on my left side. That, or the blast must have knocked out my left servo."

"Is that why you're kneeling on your left knee?" Looking a bit closer, Spider-Man could see Iron Man was trying his best to put all the weight on his right side. "That can't be good! How long were you holding this thing!? Actually, how long have I been out!?"

Staying quiet at Spider-Man's question only made the webhead feel more and more dread build up inside him as Iron Man stayed silent for more than a minute.

"Shoot." Seemingly out of place to laugh at a time like this, Iron Man told Spider-Man what happened while he was out cold. "I built this suit to do all sorts of things, but the one design flaw that's biting me in the ass is that I didn't add a clock to this thing. Anyway, if I had to guess, I would say you've been out for a little over ten minutes."

"PFFFFF!" Was Spider-Man's reply to Iron Man's nonchalant way of saying that he was holding a large chunk of space craft for over ten minutes. "I was out for that long!? How are you able to lift that for so long!?"

"Oh, pff! You think I wear this thing just to look cool while also kicking ass?" Iron Man boasted about his armor, almost forgetting that he's the only one keeping them alive. "I carry heavy stuff back in Atlas on a daily basis. I can lift cars, busses, and even one time I stopped a falling train! If my armor wasn't half damaged right now, I could probably lift this up no problem."

"Interesting," Cinder mused in interest.

This armor seemed rather impressive, and was still able to lift so much despite being damaged. She had to admit, this "Iron Man" made a rather powerful armor. Such a shame her world didn't have anything like. She wondered if Watts could make such a thing.

"..."

On second thought, no. The last thing she wanted was for the already arrogant man's ego to blow up more. What a pain.

As for everyone else, they themselves were also impressed by this suit. Just what else could it do?

As if fate was proving him wrong, the sound of the large metal bearing down on him started to shudder, causing Iron Man to grunt out in pain.

"Looks like your ego just made it a bit too heavy to carry now." The masked spider hero said with a dry tone.

"Ok," Iron Man let out a huge sigh of relief when it stopped moving. "I'll admit that right now is not a good time to gloat. But don't worry, everything is going to be fine. I'm routing the remaining amount of power into my left side, it should only take a couple of more minutes."

"Are you sure that you can still hold on for that long?" Spider-Man asked, his worry showing in his voice. "I know it's been ten minutes, but that's still a pretty long time to hold this thing up."

"It's fine, Spider-Man. My armor has an armor lock so I'm not really holding it per se, my joints in the armor are locked in place, so it should be able to hold just long enough for my suit to reboot."

Hearing that last part of his sentence made Spider-Man do a double take.

"I'm sorry, are you saying that you're technically stuck in that position until your armor resets itself?"

"Well..." Iron Man paused at Spider-Man's simplified statement. "When you put it like that…"

"Ugh, that sounds annoying."

Tock had her own semblance that made her invulnerable, but even she could still move; but to be rendered completely immobile? Yikes. It made her wonder if it was like this for the Grimm when they got frozen in stone. Were they even still 'alive' or just dead. She honestly couldn't say.

"It's kinda like that dragon." Emerald spoke up.

Mercury recalled about the Grimm Wyvern. That thing must have been stuck there for centuries at most. That thing must have been unable to move while it slept.

"Ugh..." Laying flat on the ground, the hero turned his head to see the forest and all its beauty. "Can you estimate how much longer?"

"I can guesstimate."

"Is that even a word?"

"Yes, and even if it wasn't, I just did." The armored hero said. "In all seriousness though, that explosion caused some minor problems to my suit. Just give it another ten minutes and I should be able to lift this thing."

Looking around his cramped area, Spider-Man can see that not only was there a giant scrap metal on top of them, but also several other large chunks of metal scattered around too.

'Could Iron Man be holding more the just the undercarriage? I see a broken thruster, maybe he might be holding more and is just lying to me so I won't have to worry.'

Not long after, Spider-Man's worries over others started to make him move uncomfortably, his anxiety of not being able to help made it all known to Iron Man.

"You know," Keeping his mind focused, Iron Man explained more on what happened after they made it out of the tunnel. "After we escaped from that explosion, you still held on, even when you were lugging around my dead weight. And trust me, this armor by itself is over 200 pounds."

The conversation was able to ease Spider-Man to move less and made him start to talk in his usual carefree voice.

"200?" The web head said in surprise. "You weighed like a sack of rocks when I lifted you and trust me when I say this, but it's a compliment. I lifted stuff way heavier than you!"

"Huh. No way," Dove said not believing it. "That idiot must be lying. He never showed that kind of strength."

"Hate to say it, but I agree with Dove." Fox said, having never seen Jaune capable of lifting that much. Yes, he saw that the boy was strong, and had potential. But he has never seen him lifting that much weight before.

"Unless this Jaune is stronger," Junior then suggested. "I mean, we saw him as a living murder-doll once, and who knows what other abilities he had in the worlds you guys saw before me. Not to mention he's dressed differently, so he could have new powers."

That actually made sense to some in the audience.

Thinking on it, the other versions they've seen shown themselves of having other powers, different styles, or whatever other skills they had. This version of Jaune was capable of lifting more than 200 pounds, so it's likely he had powers different from what their Jaune had.

"Huh. How very smart of you, Junior." Roman said with Junior just scowling.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever; let's just continue watching."

"Really?" Iron Man asked, his interest piqued at hearing what Spider-Man was implying. "You? Able to lift heavy object? I'm sorry, but I find that kind of hard to believe since you'd need something like Aura to perform some of those crazy moves you pulled back there."

"No, I'm serious." Spider-Man lifted his head to look at Iron Man. "I never heard of Aura until I got here, and even then, I'm stronger than most Huntsmen I met."

Cardin kept his face void of emotion, but after hearing that he just realized something. Like, how did Jauney-boy even survive initiation without it? Had he landed on the ground with no Aura, he'd have turned to a splattered pile of meat.

The others questioned how he even survived, or where he even got Aura.

'I wonder what this 'Aura' is.' The mystery girl thought. It sounded important.

In his head, Jaune could remember what Ruby told him about her team and their traits. Weiss with her dust and glyphs, Blake's clones, and her older sister's semblance about rage giving her more strength.

'Even their weapons play to their style as well. Though Ruby seemed the happiest when she was talking about weapons.'

Thinking back on his time as Spider-Man, he could remember all the fights he's been in, some more threatening than the last. Yet, after all the beatings he got from all of them, he still couldn't put his all into them.

After all, he's been holding back from the beginning.

"Not too sound arrogant or self-centered, but I try not to put my all in every fight I encounter. I don't deal with insane nerds with a bee interest or other bad guys straight out of some sci-fi movie."

"Hey, I don't fight people like that. Mostly, anyways." Iron Man responded to Spider-Man's statement.

"In Vale, I deal with some low crime stuff like thieves, mugging, and your occasional lost tourist."

"That sounds kind of lame." Roman thought.

"What about Huntsmen? There has to be some of those people deciding to get what they want than help others, am I right?"

"Well, yeah." A certain pair of Huntsmen came to mind. One who loves to smoke cigars and the other who loves violence the most. "Though, I do get a wakeup call about the danger of holding my punches against those types of people, I still try to make sure I don't hurt them too badly. A wise man once told me: With great power, comes great responsibility."

"Sure." Mercury said not believing this at all.

"As if," Adam scoffed. If that were true, then why did humans use their so-called 'power' to harm his people? Where was their "responsibility"?

"Whoever said this must be a fool." Cinder whispered.

"Nice words to live by." Velvet said. Contrary to the less than noble individuals, the Faunus herself felt those words carried a great message.

"Whoever told Jaune this must be very wise." Yatsu nodded in respect.

"Very true," Fox agreed with his friend

"That's… he sounds like a good man." Iron Man said, his voice only barely a whisper.

"He was, and is the reason why I'm here in the first place." He didn't know why, but it was easy for Spider-Man to confess his secrets to another person. Perhaps due to them sharing the same profession? "I never asked to be what I am, truth be told I wanted to be something else when I got here, but reality doesn't work like that. I was in a bad place back then, but thanks to that man who helped me pick myself up, I dedicate my life to follow his teachings."

"I'm glad to hear that, Spider-Man."

"Yeah," Jaune smiled under his mask as he remembered the good times he shared with the Parkers. "Which is why, even though I fight, I make sure that with each punch or kick I make, I makes sure I hold back just the right amount to make sure it doesn't cause something life threatening."

"Even when dealing with Aura?" He asked the spider themed hero.

"Especially with Aura." Another thought came to Spider-Man's head when he remembered his last tussle with Roman dealing with a broken wrist when he tried his luck on punching an enraged Spider-Man. "I tell myself that I don't have to hold back when I fight Huntsmen and to let my full strength out. But I've been fighting with normal people for quite some time that my mind instinctively holds back the last moment I connect."

"And that's what gets heroes killed." Roman smiled.

If this kid really did fight him, and was as capable as he claimed, then surely he'd be capable of beating him in a straight fight. The thief was no fool, as while he can handle himself in an old-fashioned fight, he had no chance against those with Aura or had more experience than him.

He was glad that youngsters these days are so naive.

'Though, even when I hold back, I can still give a Huntsmen a bit of a hard time.' Remembering some of the Huntsmen he faced, he's almost glad they have Aura or else they'd be dead if they didn't.

"However, there are times when I deal with robbery and some other unsavory stuff that I wish people didn't have to resort to."

"Like the White Fang and their decision of radical terrorism?" Iron Man said out of nowhere, making the black masked hero pause.

Whatever train of thought Spider-Man was about to make soon changed to mild irritation when hearing Iron Man say such a thing about them.

"Some didn't have a choice." Spider-Man said, trying not to sound agitated at the least.

"I'm sure some didn't." He agreed with Spider-Man. "Still, it doesn't mean that all of them are good either. One bad apple spoils the bunch, so it's only logical to take the bad ones out. However, sometimes, just because they look like a good apple doesn't mean they're not rotten to the core."

Adam narrowed his eyes at Iron Man.

'What is he talking about?' Spider-Man wondered. 'That doesn't make sense. If you take out the bad apple, then the good ones will be fine.'

Even if Iron Man couldn't see Spider-Man's face through his mask, he still decided to explain more on his reasoning.

"If you ever decide to check out Atlas, either by costume or out of costume, then you should be careful of who you meet. Just because we're the most 'advanced' kingdom doesn't mean we've advanced our morality."

"True that." Adam agreed. Despite being the most technologically advanced kingdom on Remnant, its treatment of his people had not gotten better. Even Vale, despite being the most Faunus-Friendly kingdom, had its own fair share of problems.

"Are you saying that some bad people can act the part to fool other people?"

"That's part of it, but there's more to that than just two-faced liars. No, I believe that there's more to it than just Faunus being treated as unequal to humans. Another way is due to the environment."

The mystery girl paid close attention. She felt that this somewhat connected to how the Empire rotten to the core, despite all the 'good apples' present in the bunch.

"Environment?"

"Yup, like how some plants and animals adapt to a different landscape. I've seen some Faunus live along humans and none whatsoever showed any distaste towards the other. However, those are rare since it occurs in villages that are outside the protective walls of major cities in our kingdoms. If you go deeper and deeper into more populated areas, then you'll see the difference."

'Now that I think about it, Ansel was never a heavily populated place so I never saw any problems between discrimination. Yet, when I came to Vale, I saw a huge gap between the two.'

"Honestly, we might try to bring coexistence to Faunus and humans, but sometimes, the place they live can affect them much more than words. A teacher teaches students education for the future, a drill instructor teaches recruits combat, and parents teaches their kids morals. Morals that can be changed to whatever the parents want to tell their impressionable kids."

'Things like racism toward another race that isn't like you.' Was what Spider-Man concluded from Iron Man's theory on the White Fang. 'Even if I take care of the White Fang's bad influence, that doesn't mean their teaching will go away either. God, I must be an idiot if I thought things could be easy if I just stopped them from doing crime.'

"You can say that again." Roman once again agreed.

Even the mystery girl found herself nodding to it. The reason the Empire had become so corrupt was because it took long enough for the 'good apples' to rot to the core. And even if there were those that tried to stop the corruption, it'd never work as the true monsters within the Empire worked to infect or kill the good people.

'Like I once had,' She then thought. She honestly hated herself for what she once did. She was now working to help save the Empire, but that didn't erase her sins from her time as an assassin for the empire.

She had killed so many people who tried to end the corruption, but she was too foolish and loyal to have seen it. She had been nothing but a tool doing as the Empire commanded. She felt that perhaps one day she will meet a horrible and gruesome end. That's what always happens to those like her.

"I don't see it much since I started becoming more popular," He told the iron hero. "I want to at least think that I have improved Vale in some aspects, but I know it's going to take more than just me to clean it up."

"Amen to that." Iron Man agreed to Spider-Man's answer. "Atlas has so many crimes underneath its so called 'order' that I feel like it'd just be easier if I just help the outer villages with their problems. I mean, they have at least got their act together in knowing that hating one another is a waste of time."

"You mean, cause of the Grimm?" He guessed.

"Most of the time, yeah. The Grimm is a threat to Remnant, it's the reason why we built the kingdoms to keep the Grimm at bay. Though, I rather take on hordes of Grimm than fighting actual people. With Grimm, their main objective is killing us while people have a complex mind that gives different routes that lead to danger. That's why I like to think that people who live in villages don't waste their time on race since they're scared of Grimm and the occasional Huntsmen turned rogue."

"Makes sense," Yatsu had seen villages out on the frontier getting along rather peacefully. They worked together and while their might be some arguments among them, ultimately they worked together against the occasional Grimm and the like.

"That's a very complex way of thinking that, Iron Man."

"Well, it's really simple when you think about it. If you live in a large place that's well protected compared to villages, people will overpopulate it and soon will cause many problems for the next generation. Villages don't need to worry about that since there are fewer people and the threat of attack coming from everywhere. I know I'm rambling, but it makes sense to see that people who live behind the large walls in the kingdoms will take it for granted, eventually."

'Like the Danger Beasts.' The red eyed girl thought. Thinking back on it, those in the Empire thought they were safe behind the walls.

But they were unaware that they had locked themselves in with the monsters behind those walls.

"Let me guess, you've seen it firsthand in Atlas?" Spider-Man raised his eyebrow under his mask.

"Experienced some of it, too." His chattering slowed down when he answered Spider-Man. "I think the White Fang is a lost cause, the group I mean, not the people who got suckered in. The group lost all credibility when they had to have someone like Adam Taurus as some role model for others to join. Really, they mostly get successful due to preying on people who live in the city, teens mostly, since high school is just the perfect place to ruin your childhood."

Adam's own hands gripped his chair's armrests, but didn't say anything. Because it was true; back on their world, the White Fang might as well be dead, with nobody to lead and nobody to care for it.

Most of the young recruits who were 'persuaded' to join were just scared children. Why wouldn't they be scared after all, since they were being ordered to take lives by equally cowardly adults.

"You're not wrong, Iron Man. I had some friends who were effected by bullying that caused them to join some bad groups."

'I wonder how Mr. Pesto and his family is holding up. I remember that someone helped pay for the funeral, but I never got a name on who was generous enough to do it.'

"Ah, that must be during the time when you gave that speech, right?"

"Yeah, at the do-wait, what was that? Something about me doing a speech?"

"When you were talking to Roman and the White Fang who had you surrounded. I'm sure you haven't seen it due to so many people posting new things on the internet, but after you stopped them from stealing Dust from the docks, there was an amateur recording of you making a very good speech about the Faunus not having to resort to joining the White Fang."

'How come I didn't know that?! Wait, how long was it known? Did Aunt May watch it!?'

"May I ask, how long since that video was on the internet?"

"Not long really, probably within a day or two, someone was able to take it off due to Vale's government trying to track whoever posted it. Not sure who was the culprit, but whoever it was must be a very good hacker if they were able to elude the police for so long."

'Too good.' Spider-Man thought. 'I guess since I was so focused on stopping the people from doing bad crimes, I never once thought that some people who hang around the docks might catch sight of everything. Was it a worker? A hobo? Maybe just some random citizen caught in the wrong place at the wrong time? Or maybe one of the White Fang members just decided to record what I was saying before it went to heck? Man, tonight is just full of new things I'm discovering, I wonder what else I'm about to learn?'

"The video is still hard to find, even if the person who uploaded it found some way to take it down, there are bound to be other people who saved it. Either way, that wasn't just the speech, but your actions throughout the kingdom really made people start taking you seriously. In fact, there are people posting stories about how you hel-"

Hearing from Iron Man about how other kingdoms think of him for helping people in Vale was a good feeling for him to have. It was never about personal gain, not after what happened that fateful night, so listening about how his efforts was making headway really made his day.

'Reminds me about that Qrow guy,' Just remembering that man gave Spider-Man the shivers. 'God, I still remember the smell that still lingers on my old suit. Still, I need to try and find that guy again, I feel like there's more to whatever he was trying to sell me. Maybe whoever is behind controlling Roman and the Fang might also be working with Iron Man's enemies?'

Now that made Cinder ponder; if she had controlled those like Roman in her world, then perhaps her plan would have been executed more efficiently. That was a nice thought.

About to ask a question to his fellow masked hero, Spider-Man's skull soon started to hurt making the spider to quickly focus on the new threat that was closing in on them.

"Heads up, Iron Man." Spider-Man warned his new friend, his night vision seeing some movement within the foliage. "I'm seeing movement coming from the trees in front of us, you think some of A.I.M lost a few of their agents?"

"Unlikely," Iron Man said while his eyes tracked the meter shown inside of his helmet of how much energy that's still rebooting. "All the scrap that landed is from the last floor of their base, the undercarriage, to be more specific. When we were still falling, I didn't see any other person besides us so the only thing besides us are-"

(GRRRRRR...) Out of the dark woods was a feral growl that was soon followed by a pair of deep, bright crimson eyes coming from the woods. What followed next was a pitch-black snout sniffing the area that was wafting smoke and metal, that soon make the beast's head emerge from the shadows to show the full scale of its monstrosity.

"Yeah, that makes sense." Emerald spoke up. It was a known fact that whenever there was a certain amount of violence, the Grimm are likely to appear.

She wondered how they'll get out of this one.

"Grimm." This time, Spider-Man anxiety started to rise back up due to how he is still unable to do anything other than cause more problems for Iron Man. "Though, it looks different than the one I found in a cage."

"You must have saw a regular Beowulf." Iron Man told him. "Like the animal kingdom, there is always an alpha within a pack orientated mindset. The Grimm makes it even more literal with having the alpha be much more distinct and far dangerous than the rest of its kind."

"I can believe that." While the mystery girl has seen all forms of Danger Beasts, she knew that for every pack there was always a commander, an Alpha. She had faced some of them before back before joining Night Raid and after she left the Empire. She sometimes nearly died fighting the Alphas, as they were more cunning and stronger with their experience.

And while she knew that she can easily handle the strongest of them now, she knew it would be more difficult if she didn't have her sword. A single cut was all it took. So if she didn't have her blade against the Alphas, it'd be a tougher fight.

"Oh, great. If a regular Beowulf was bad, then let's make it worse by having a hierarchy of far scarier versions of it!" Spider-Man said sarcastically. He then sighed loudly. "Ok, let's do this."

"That's the spirit!" Coco cheered along with Velvet. "Let's see what this guy got."

"I guess it would be interesting to see what this version of Jaune can do." Sky said before chewing on his food. May as well see what that idiot was capable of.

"I'm sorry?" Iron Man said in surprise, even more so when he saw the hero shimming his way out of the tight space. "What are you doing?!"

"Simple," Now in open space, Spider-Man faced the alpha Grimm and raised his fists. "I'm giving you time."

'This is insane! I never fought a Grimm before!'

Spotting the hero, the Grimm's curious demeanor was soon replaced with a more murderous visage. Showing its canines as it raised his body even higher to show the difference of height and build being obvious between the two enemies.

'But, like Iron Man said: 'You gotta run before you learn how to walk.' Did I say it correctly? I can't remember right now since I'm about to fight an actual monster.'

Not even giving it time to roar, Spider-Man made the first move by shooting an organic web glob right in its mouth, making it hard for the Grimm to open its mouth.

"Hmm, neat trick." Mystery girl said in respect. Such a method can stop that monster from opening its jaws. These Grimm seemed strong, like the Danger Beasts. So stopping it from using its mouth was a good way to start.

Stunned for the moment, it gave Spider-Man a window to deliver a wicked uppercut strong enough to off balance the massive creature.

"Kid looks strong, huh, Neo? He's better than that creepy doll, anyway." Neo nodded at the thief's words. Not often you see someone deliver a strong uppercut like that.

Not done with the combo, Spider-Man grabbed the beast's head and rammed both of his feet in its chest. The force and the imbalance the Grimm had made an easy follow through for the creature to be rocketed back into the depths of the woods.

"Oh. Hey, Velvet, why not try copying that move." Coco suggested to her friend, whom timidly nodded.

Landing gracefully on the ground, Spider-Man lowered his body in his usual stance as his skull told him that danger was still imminent.

"Is that his semblance?" Whitley asked.

"Nope," Mayden answered, "Just a ridiculously overpowered type of ESP."

Ah, the spider-sense. So useful against those with sneak attacks and the like, not to mention when one is swinging through an entire city on a web.

"It feels so different," Spider-Man muttered. "I felt like I was punching an actual creature, fur and all, but at the same time, it felt like it wasn't natural. So this is what it's like to fight Grimm... my family never really told me about this."

"Seriously, how'd he pass the exam?" Russel questioned.

'Through a thing called cheating.' Cardin thought harshly. Of course with the absurd skills Jaune initially had that were really just trash, it truly was a miracle he didn't die during the initiation. But thanks to bullshit luck and having a world-class champion for a partner, it made sense how the blond was able to survive.

He wondered if that fool has improved since; because if he had not, well, then he's a disgrace.

But that's just his opinion.

Spider sense flaring up made the hero instantly jump a couple of feet away as the Alpha charged out of the woods and attempted to swipe at Spider-Man with its sharp bone claws.

"My, what sharp claws you have!" Came the usual witty banter Spider-Man was known for.

Completely oblivious to what the masked meat bag was saying, the Alpha continued its primal rampage as it clawed only thin air as Spider-Man effortlessly dodged its attacks.

"No, no, no." Spider-man spoke as he jumped over the creature and kicked its back, making the Beowulf stumble forward. "You're supposed to say something that goes with your sharp claws! Get it right! Ugh! This is why I fight against professional trash talkers, at least they can talk the talk while I beat the snot out of them."

"How dumb," Neo said through the usual sign. "What kind of idiot tries trash talking a monster?"

True enough. While such words might work against intelligent enemies, they had no effect on ravenous beasts that lacked the capacity for sentient thought. It was a waste of breath and completely unnecessary.

Guess this version of Jaune didn't realize it until now.

Or he was insane.

Showing its frustration, the Alpha Beowulf went on all fours and began charging at Spider-Man.

"Oh crap!" Not liking the odds of trying to outrun it, Spider-Man shot a webline at one of the fallen shrapnel from the A.I.M base and flung towards the crazy monster.

Dodging the projectile, the Grimm was close enough now to leap in the air and dived straight at Spider-Man.

"Man, I know when I was young I always asked for a dog!" Staring at the incoming death from above, Spider-Man next move was to web his right hand into a make shift web boxing glove. "So here's my chance to play!"

Right when the Grimm was close enough to slam Spider-Man into the ground. Spider-Man shot his webbed fist like a pistol, aiming right at the Beowulf's snout.

Since Spider-Man's spider sense helps me see everything that is dangerous that's aimed at him, his perspective of what was happening was much slower in his view.

It was like seeing a speeding object collide with a window. With how the Grimm having a bone mask for a face, seeing his reinforced fist slowly shattering it was disturbing to the young spider.

The power behind the punch not only destroyed most of the mouth, the force was strong enough to send the monster a yard away from him.

"Ha!" Shouted Spider-Man. "You like that!? I just made that move on the fly!"

"Now that's pretty cool." Mercury complimented. "Most idiots just attack from afar or use weapons. Don't use these babies like me." As if to prove his strength, Mercury made a few shadow boxing punches to prove his point.

"True enough." Junior nodded and remarked, "Though the kid might be cashing in his checks soon."

'Was that enough to bring it down? I remember what my family told me about how they disintegrate after enough damage, so surely a somewhat shattered face mask will be enough.'

Apparently not, with how the Beowulf squirmed and writhed from what he can only assume was pain. Seeming to not care if it was in pain or not, the Alpha writhed as it got back on its hind legs as it stared at the hero with its face almost being completely gone leaving only its eyes and a gaping hole that could only be its throat.

"Now that's just creepy." The white Malachite twin said.

"Makes me glad we don't face these freak shows." The Red twin nodded her head. They might be skilled, but they were used to human and Faunus opponents. They doubted that they can take on a Grimm. Those things were relentless.

Where any monster would probably be whining in pain and retreating if they had such an injury, the Grimm fought on, even with such lethal wounds. It's what made them so dangerous.

The mystery girl also somewhat acknowledged these Grimm as threats. The Danger Beasts would run if their prey proved too dangerous. But these things didn't seem to have that kind of instinct. They just fought.

"Gross," Spider-man muttered. "Hey, Iron Man! Just how much longer till you're back in shape!?"

"Give or take another minute or so!" Iron Man shouted underneath the large metal sheet. "Why? I thought you were winning!"

"Kind of...?" Was his reply as he eyed the Grimm wearily as it stood in place. "Its just staring at me, it's kind of creepy."

"Well, that's not good." Was Iron Man's answer to what Spider-man was seeing.

"What isn't good?" The arachnid asked, now seeing the Beowulf starting to hyperventilate.

"If my memory is correct, and it's always correct, theories of Grimm can mostly be connected to how animals react whenever it knows it's about to be killed. It usually makes a loud noise signaling for other animals nearby to come for it."

(Gragh! Gragh!) Sounds of what Spider-man hears can only be compared to a person who smokes too much, the broken Alpha continued its efforts to make its howl, until it finally pushed itself to its limits to make its desperation known thought the Emerald forest.

(GGRRAWWWOOOOOO!)

"Well, that's not good." Yatsu remarked.

He had no idea how right he was.

"..."

"..."

"..."

(AWOOOO!)

(AWOOOO!)

(AWOOOO!)

"I know I can't see anything from down here, but I can hear enough to know that we're totally F*#!ed!"

"Definitely the time to run now," Tock said. Back before she had joined Salem, she had to worry if the Grimm would call for help and attack her group. Sometimes she was forced to run off when too many came. It had been a real pain.

With its last ounce of strength gone, the Alpha's body soon went limp and soon started disintegrate in front of Spider-Man.

"Welp, if there's one thing that Grimm and all the other crooks I fight have in common." Out of the corner of his eye, Spider-man can see several crimson eyes staring back at him. "Is that they're sore losers!"

"Ha," Mercury laughed at the joke, "good one."

With prey in sight, the Grimm emerged out of the forest and came charging at the only human in sight.

"And this is the cue for me to RUN!" Pushing all the blood into his legs, Spider-Man sprinted back to where Iron Man was and kneeled to see the armored hero still in the same place. "Any longer!?"

"I am just 2 minutes in, I just need more time!" Iron Man shouted, panic rising from the flying man.

"Ugh! Why does time feel so slow when in dire situations like these!?" Looking back at the small group of Grimm heading straight at him, Spider-Man looked at his only web shooter and thought of a plan.

"True enough, all these worlds seem to be like that." Not that Emerald hated it, but the suspense was always like that.

"Hey, Iron Man," Spider-Man grabbed his fellow hero's attention again. "If I can lift this thing, will it be easier for your systems to mainly focus on rebooting than maintaining the energy to lift this thing!?"

"Well, yes, it'll make it go faster, but this is too heavy, you can't lift it-"

"RAAH!" Ignoring what he said, Spider-Man grabbed the bottom of the metal scrap and lifted. "You were saying!?"

"Damn." Now Junior wished he had that kind of muscle power. He doubted even Blondie can do such a thing.

"...Right." No longer wanting to argue, Iron Man was now looking behind Spider-Man and saw the Grimm. "What about them? I can't use my repulsor blasts!"

"That's where my next plan comes in to play." Taking a deep breath and exhaling out, Spider-Man slightly bent his legs and jumped. As the metal was in the air, Spider-Man faced the Grimm, moved the arm housing the web shooter, and fired.

(FWIP! FWIP!)

Shooting his dust made webbing in front of him, the dust then reacted to the outside climate, and soon a barrier of fire erupted cutting off the Grimm.

"Gah!" Gravity coming back down, Spider-Man used one arm to hold the obstruction over him and the other trained at the Grimm in case he must shoot another fire web to keep them at bay. "You know, this really does seem hard to do with just one arm!"

"Just wait! I only got 1 minute!" Iron Man looked at the meter slowly reaching to the end of its rebooting.

"God," Spider-Man grunted from the pressure and started to fire some more dust webbing to keep the fire going. "I swear, I feel like this situation will always happen if I ever meet another costumed hero teammate!"

That did seem to happen a lot in the audience's opinion.

Spider sense flaring, Spider-Man snapped his attention back to the fire as some of the more armored Grimm started to become brave.

"Back! Back, I say!" To show he means business, he fired a Dust web at one of the Grimm that stuck its head into the receding fire only to reel in pain as the fire web stuck to its face. "WOW! I never thought I would say something like that! I feel like a ring leader taming a lion!"

"Well, I hope you enjoyed that moment," Spider-Man could hear the now familiar sound of Iron Man's rocket boots firing up. "Cause we're leaving!"

(FWWOOBOOOM!)

Placing both armored gloves on the large obstruction, Iron Man blasted the metal away, launched himself at the masked spider, grabbed him under his armpits, and flew into the night sky.

"Waaah!" Flailing his legs that were shaking due to no longer being on the ground, Spider-Man looked down to see the Grimm still trying to chase them. "Are you going to fly any higher?! Also-BLUPR!"

Shutting his mouth shut, Spider-Man was able to keep his stomach from exiting out his mouth and soon swallowed it back inside.

Many in the audience felt a bit sickened by that.

"Don't worry, I'm about to put more power in the thrusters, just hang on!"

Doing as he was told, Spider-Man latched his two hands on Iron Man's wrist and braced for the ride.

"Dodge!" Out of nowhere, Spider-Man shifted his weight to make Iron Man fly off course, just in the nick of time as a long-barbed bone spike narrowly missed them.

"Thanks for heads up." Iron Man said, still focusing on flying.

"No problem! But, did you know these things can do that?!" Spider-Man asked, his head turned as he see some Grimm start shooting bone projectiles at them.

"Some of them." He told Spider-Man. "Either way, they're not exactly a good shot."

To proof his point, the bone spears started to get less and less accurate, giving both heroes some breathing room.

"Wait," Spider-Man suddenly realized something. "If A.I.M was the reason some of the Grimm were not part of this forest, then doesn't that mean the Grimm will come back now that they're gone?"

"Of course," Said the iron hero. "We saw them all on the forest floor. It really surprises me how fast these things can show up, I wonder how the-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's all cool and stuff, but," Spider-Man was afraid if he might say what he thinks could come true. "Won't that mean that all types of Grimm will start showing up?"

Not sure if he liked what he was hearing, Iron Man was about to calm Spider-Man's paranoia only to be stopped when a large shadow loomed over them.

(SQWWWWAAAAAAA!) What was over them was a large Nevermore, bellowing out a deep and demonic bird sound.

"Now that's just tempting fate, ain't it?" Tock asked her fellow audience members who all just agreed with nodding head.

"Most likely."

"I hate this place, Iron Man." Spider-Man said with no humor in his voice.

Not wanting to be bird food, Iron Man increased his thrusters to get ahead of the flying Grimm, but with the sheer power behind the Nevermore's wings was still able to keep up.

"Looks like the night won't end any time soon!"

Stomach starting to twist and turn thanks to his motion sickness, Spider-Man decided the best time to let it all out would be now.

"Iron Man, you think we can make it back to Vale?"

"You think that this flying rat can catch me? Please, I flew past fighter jets way faster than this!"

"No," He lifted his mask to show his mouth. "Just… go fast, please."

Obliging to the handing spider, Iron Man's boots started to produce more power causing him to go the same high speed as last time around.

Seeing its prey about to escape, the Grimm flapped its wings harder, opened its beak as he was now just close enough to eat them whole.

(BLAUGH!)

Only to soon recoil in surprise as Spider-Man let out chunks of his food into the air, causing it to fall inside the Nevermore's gullet. Not expecting its prey to do such a thing, the Nevermore lost its rhythm and soon started to slow down, giving Iron Man enough time to lose it.

"And the same thing that happens in every show, the hero gets away." Roman sarcastically clapped his hands. Seriously, can't someone get new material or something?

All the while, as both heroes flew back to Vale, Spider-Man felt no shame as he continued to vomit into the night sky, leaving a trail as the two headed off to their respective homes.

The cast were now seriously starting to wonder how this version of Jaune even became a hero.

They were also grossed out by the streams of vomit flying through the air.

With what happened to A.I.M escaping, Spider-Man would have thought that it was a huge failure to let them go. However, it seemed that since Iron Man destroyed whatever they were trying to get no longer available, Iron Man believed that last night wasn't a total waste.

So, after dropping him off at a route somewhat close to home, Spider-Man did his goodbyes and booked it to his house for a well-earned rest.

It didn't take long to finally reach Aunt May's home, but what was truly taxing to Spider-Man was going back to his room to only get little less then thee hours of sleep. He thought that he didn't stay too long last night, but after experiencing such new things such as Iron Man and A.I.M, might have just been him more focused on now rather than the later.

"Jaune!" Aunt May said his name, the familiar rhythm of her hand pounding at his door. "You need to come down stairs, I made wheat cakes~!"

"Mmm… a few more minutes, please." Jaune grumbled as he pulled his bed sheets over his head.

"How'd he even get a nice place like that?" Whitley asked.

"Two very kind people," Mayden told him, "Also, main character status."

That didn't really answer his question, but Whitley took it as it was.

Not giving up so easily, Aunt May started to knock on the door much harder to wake up her only tenant.

"Jaune, you might want to come down soon~!" She said, far more cheerfully then the other times she's waken him up. "Someone is here for you and I think you know who~!"

'Dammit, Blake.' Jaune grudgingly got out of his bed and walked to his bathroom. "I'll be down there in five minutes, Aunt May!"

'How does he know Blake?' Adam suspiciously thought. It would appear that a small part of him was still obsessed with Blake. Mayden thought it would be best he didn't show some of the realities where Jaune and Blake became an item. The body-count would be catastrophic.

Satisfied that he's now out of bed, Jaune could hear her footsteps going down the stairs and went back to cater their guest.

"Already bad enough that I didn't get a good rest," Jaune spoke to himself as he washed his face to wake himself up. "But Blake visiting as a time like this seriously puts a damper on my peaceful morning. At least it's the start of the weekend, so I guess that's fine."

Checking himself in the mirror, Jaune then ended his check up by cleaning his teeth before heading downstairs.

'Ok, I wonder what other request Blake has for me.' He thought to himself as his feet landed on the main floor. 'I hope she didn't sneak away from her team, it would have been better if she brought her whole team.'

"Hehe, like when she stupidly came to the docks by herself." That was screw-up Roman enjoyed. A shame she didn't come by herself. It was when she came to that meeting with the prototype Atlesian toy he had. He really wanted to use that on her and her team.

"Morning, Aunt May!" Seeing the first person was his Aunt who greeted him with a warm smile.

"Wait, he has an aunt?" Velvet asked.

"No, that's just May Parker, who took Jaune in." Mayden replied, "Most people call her Aunt May because, well, she's kind of everybody's aunt."

"Oh," Velvet said.

"Morning, Bl-who are you?" The second person he saw, was not the same stone-faced girl he was used to. Rather, it was the same boy that resembled Ruby's partner, Weiss, sitting at Jaune's seat with a plate of freshly made wheat cakes.

"No way," Whitley said in disbelief said as he stared at his alternate self on screen. What role did he play in this universe?

"Jaune," His Aunt Huffed. "Don't be rude! I'm so sorry for how he behaves, sir."

'Sir? He looks like he's the same age as Ruby.'

"Oh, not at all, Mrs. Parker." The guest placed his utensils neatly down next to the plate and got out of his seat. "It's really my fault for his confusion. We only met each other through other people, so this is our first time meeting each other face to face."

Standing in front of Jaune, the younger gentleman extended his has out as a sign of a good faith.

"My name is Whitley Schnee," Jaune reached out his hand and gave Whitley's hand a shake. "I'm here to tell you of how fortunate we have Jaune on board with our little project at Beacon."

"Must be a pretense," Junior said. "Considering how that kid is acting, he must have never met Whitley before in person until... that."

"Yeesh," Roman himself moaned. "It's like heroes these days are just getting younger and younger."

They knew full well who Whitley really was. The others in the Audience just wondered what the youngest Schnee was doing there.

'I know his name now, but I never knew he would know where I live to tell my Aunt? Wait, Schnee? This guy is Weiss' brother?'

"Oh, yes! Of course, sir." Spoke Aunt May, her face filled with joy and youth that Jaune only saw once in a blue moon. "But if you excuse us, sir."

"Woah!" Jaune was caught off guard as Aunt May gently pushed him to the living room.

"I just need to talk to my nephew for just a moment, can you please wait here in the kitchen?"

"Take your time, ma'am," Whitley went back to his seat and picked up his fork. "I'll just get back to your great wheat cakes."

Giving the rich Schnee a smile, Jaune's Aunt moved them to the living room, her smile not leaving, and then wrapped her arms around Jaune in a big hug.

"I'm so proud of you~!" She said as she continued to hold Jaune in her arms. "I can't believe what I learned when Mr. Schnee came here."

'Yeah, Aunt May,' Jaune didn't want to speak put and just wrapped his arms around the kind woman who helped him when he got to Vale. 'Me too.'

"It was such a surprise to me when I saw someone as important as a Schnee knock on our door. But when he told that your role was to go to Beacon, I was a bit hesitant at first."

"Thanks for your concern." Jaune's hold was a bit tighter now that Aunt May's worry was showing. "Though, I'm sure he told you why, correct?"

"Oh, yes, helping Blake and her team write a paper for the Bugle due to the backlash at what happened with a... what was it called again? A paladin? I don't like on how the public are starting to hate the Huntsmen, even more when it's aimed at kids leaning to become one, so it's really nice to see how you're helping them, Jaune."

"Hating Huntsmen?" Junior raised a brow. "What's that about?"

"Oh, I remember this." Roman then said. "It's when those brats broke into a Fang meeting, and when I found them I used my new toy to try and kill them."

"And failed, miserably, pathetically, and quite horribly at that," Mercury pointed out.

"Not to mention getting arrested." Emerald chimed in with a smirk.

Roman simply flipped his former comrades off.

"I remember that." Fox then said, though his face soon turned serious. "I heard there was some kind of incident, and that many people were hurt, some even killed." Team CFVY glared at Roman.

"Hey, don't look at me." The thief told them. "I didn't expect those brats to lead me to a highway full of cars. They should have done it in an alleyway like good brats. But instead they just got innocents hurt and dead."

Not that HE cared. Sure he could have stopped, but he really wanted to test out his new toy.

"So that was team RWBY?" Sky said. "How are they even in school still? Shouldn't they be kicked out?"

"I'm more surprised on how the news didn't mention this at all." Last Cardin recalled, it mentioned an unknown team. So how was it that those girls hadn't even been mentioned?

"Ozpin," Cinder simply said.

That old fool; of course, he would hide any unsavory details regarding his precious little team. The team that held the silver-eyed girl; anything bad they did, of course he would cover it up. It was quite cunning, not to mention illegal. A shame she didn't have proof. That surely would have gotten people angry.

"So, wait." The mystery girl then began. "What exactly are Huntsmen?"

"Basically people that help hold back the Grimm. How do you not know this?" Dove said while also questioning her lack of knowledge, not realizing of this girls true origin.

"I see." The girl ignored the boy's rudeness. "So, if that's true, then why do people hate these Huntsmen? I can see these girls have made a mistake naturally, but why would that affect a city's worth of people."

"Because this version of Jaune here is really, really popular," Mayden answered. "It was small at first, but after stopping crime after crime, and so on, Jaune has become an image of hope to the citizens, replacing the Huntsmen who were always making mistakes." Mostly Recent Beacon Graduates, and maybe Qrow with his drunk escapades, but eh, not like people knew that in that world.

"And that," Cinder then said smiling, "will be their downfall."

"Yes," Adam said understanding what Cinder meant. "It will be."

"Huh. What do you guys mean?" Velvet asked.

It was Mayden that answered.

"Simple." He began. "Because people are thinking that Jaune is so, how you say, perfect at stopping crimes that Huntsmen don't, while saving and helping people, the people of Vale believe Huntsmen and the cops to be incompetent. As such, they think they only need Jaune-Spider Man-and nobody else."

"But the people forget that he's only one man." The mystery girl said.

"Exactly," Whitley said in realization. "If they think Jaune is better than the Huntsmen, then they'll constantly rely on him over and over. Until eventually-"

"He inevitably fails, which can affect the city as a whole." Cinder smirked. To think those fools would put so much faith in one man. A strong one, yes, but just one man; if he were to somehow fall from their good graces , show the people he wasn't this invincible hero, then the people would not only be saddened and horrified, but create a lot of negativity; All because they foolishly cast aside the Hunters.

Sure she considered them pawns and idiots, but Cinder knew that it was because of them the Kingdoms and villages are safe. How funny, Vale was foolishly tossing them aside in this world. That would surely bite them in the rear end one day.

"But, hey, it's not all bad." Mayden interrupted, "As a great man once said, I guess one person can make a difference."

The audience looked up in bewilderment at their host.

"Nuff said." Mayden said.

Letting go of the blonde teen, the elder Parker walked over to where a certain photograph that had a certain man on it.

"To tell you the truth," She let out a mirthful chuckle. "Oh, it's so silly now that I know what you've really been up to."

He coughed and rubbed the back of his neck, remembering that he eavesdropped on her conversation with one of her friends a while back.

"Now it all makes sense, Mr. Schnee told me why."

"Eh?" He said, confused at why he was hearing.

"After he told me that you'll be at Beacon to help write a story, you're also getting a scholarship! From the Schnee's no less! Told me that you've been taken night classes, leaving you completely drained due to how hard they were."

'I'm missing something here,' At this point, Jaune was feeling more and more suspicious at who this white-haired guy really was if he lied to his Aunt with that much exposition. 'Got to go talk to him about this. Need to know what's his goal and why go out of his way to meet me here.'

"Okay, I know we just met, but how can he not who I am? My name is practically on every Dust shipment!" Whitley ranted.

Really, how hard was it to not recognize a Schnee? It wasn't like there were other people with white hair living in the world.

"Mmm... hmm!" Speaking about said someone, Whitley Schnee walked out of the dining room, an empty plate in his hand, and casually wiped away any crumbs left on his lips with a napkin. "You know, I never tried home cooked meals like this, but then again, I never even hear people say wheat cakes either."

"Mr. Schnee, do you want some more?" Aunt May asked.

"Oh, no thank you. I'm actually just about to leave I just want to talk to Jaune, face to face before I go."

"Of course..." She smiled at Jaune and headed back to the kitchen to make the rest of Breakfast. "I'll take that plate from you, sir. Thank you."

"No. Thank you for your hospitality." Whitely sailed. "If it's ok, Is it alright if Jaune and I can go upstairs? For privacy reasons, of course. Some real hush hush things that the Bugle needs to keep secret until Jaune here makes his first article."

"Be my guest," Aunt May said from the kitchen. "Jaune, take Mr. Schnee upstairs! I'll make sure to have everything ready when you both are done."

"Thanks, Aunt May." Jaune said, leading his guest to his room. "This way, sir."

Leading him to his room, Jaune opened the door for Whitley and as both were now in his personal area with no other person within earshot to listen in on their talk.

"Don't really have to call me that since I'm pretty sure you're older than me." The white-haired teen said as he looked around Jaune room.

"Right, it's just…. I'm pretty sure I didn't apply scholarship. Whatever lies you fed to my Aunt-"

"No, no, no." Whitley cut Jaune off. "Pretty sure it isn't a full lie when I told her you are technically helping my sister's team at Beacon."

Reaching inside of his coat pocket, Whitley threw something at Jaune and continued to speak.

"After all, it seems that my lying helped to make her paranoia of you go away, Spider-Man."

"Huh. I'm good." Whitley smirked, impressed by his counterpart. Plus, he loved the fact that he had what looked like actual muscles.

He also seemed to be taller than Weiss.

'Sweet,' the boy thought with a smile.

Too stunned to even deny it, Jaune looked at what he caught to see his camera now in his possession.

"Doubled back on where we met, saw this thing on the sidewalk, broken, but had your name etched on the side of it."

'Shoot, I knew I forgot something.' The blonde eyed his camera and saw the lens cracked. 'Web must have dissolved, looks like I need to find a better camera.'

"And remember not to leave a name." The mystery girl could tell this young man didn't mean to leave behind a camera, but disapproved of it either way. Who would he leave such an important item behind, especially with their name on it?

A very big risk when one worked outside of the law, while trying to keep their identity a secret.

Still looking around in Jaune's rooms, Whitley stopped when he was right next to his bed.

"Also, before you go and try to deny my claims," Deciding it was worth a shot, the rich teen looked under the bed to see his second proof of evidence. "I think this speaks for itself on what I'm saying is true."

Taking out the case underneath, the younger teen in the room scoffed at how low security it was and begun to fiddle with it.

"Hey, you know breaking into other people's stuff is illegal." Jaune tried his best to make Whitley stop from revealing his secret.

"And so is trying to enter Beacon with a false transcript." Cardin laughed.

Jaune may be the most unimpressive huntsman he has ever met; But Cardin genuinely did respect the blonde's spirit. It took real guts to submit a fake transcript to Beacon.

Not even listening besides the sound of something unlocked, the baron opened the case and pulled out Jaune's original suit.

"Pretty sure vigilantism is also illegal." Toss the costume to Jaune, he saw the blue eyed young man stare back at the large reflective lens of his old costume. "So now that we're all showing the cards in our hand, let me do the same."

Removing his vest, Whitley started to unbutton his shirt to show Jaune what was underneath to be a pitch-black undershirt. Not sure what to make of this, Jaune soon started to see the center of Whitley's chest start to light up into the same shape and color of a certain armored hero he met not too long ago.

"Wait, the little runt is Iron Man?!" Mercury cried out in surprise.

Whitley frowned at the jab at his height.

Many were of the same opinion as the mercenary's son. They honestly never thought that the youngest Schnee would be the armored hero. It seemed so unlikely in their opinion.

'Huh, why do I have that on me?' Whitley wondered.

Mayden noticed Whitley's gaze upon the light and winced, knowing the circumstances that led to its creation.

"Well, now..." Dropping his old suit on the floor, Jaune went over to his desk and leaned on it to get ready for what happens next. "Looks like both of us has some explaining to do."

"Well," Buttoning up his shirt to hide his reactor core, the young Schnee just shrugged his shoulders. "I don't plan to tell you my entire life, just what's really important. A request, if you will."

"Ok, and what request is that?"

"To accept Obadiah's proposition of course." He told Jaune. "I can tell that you're still on the fence about it."

"I guess this would happen, just didn't think that the one to urge me to take it would be the same guy who helped me fight A.I.M"

"We helped each other," Whitley corrected him. "None of us wouldn't have made it alone, so don't think you owe me. This is your choice whether you want the job or not but let me tell you why I need your help."

"Let me make take a shot in the dark and it's to assume you want to help your sister?"

"No, it's so she doesn't get our father's inheritance and I get to keep all of it."

'That's a fast answer!' Jaune's eyes widened at how even his posture showed no signs of hesitation.

"Decisive and straight to the point; I can respect that." Roman spoke approvingly.

"Hmm, trying to take over the family business. I know how that goes." Junior gave his approval with the Malachite sisters nodding in agreement.

"Hmm, on the one hand a Schnee still takes over. But on the other, it keeps the one getting in my way from getting her way." Adam wasn't sure if this was good or bad, but he didn't hate it. That's for certain.

Whitley didn't know how to feel about these criminals complimenting. On the one hand, it was praise, but on the other, it was praise coming from hardened murderers and thieves.

"I know it sounds like I'm the bad guy here.."

'Greedy is the word I was think about, actually.'

"But my sister Weiss, the next to inherit the SDC, won't last long if she's in charge."

"Kind of seems unfair," Jaune tried to defend Ruby's partner. "I mean, even if she's the oldest, I'm sure she can handle taking care of the SDC. She seems like she has her head on straight to do so."

"Yes, that is true that it does seem unfair," Whitley agreed to that part of Jaune's statement. "However, I think that Weiss can't have one thing and do the other. I mean, if she is the one to inherit the SDC, shouldn't she be at Atlas getting ready rather than be here?"

Oddly, the red eyed girl found herself agreeing.

Thinking hard on it, the blonde stayed silent. Whitley continue to speak.

"Being a Huntress takes full dedication to become, same as running a large empire. She was more hellbent on leaving than staying home, yet, she thinks that when she comes back as a Huntress, she can make things change."

"You don't believe she can do it?"

"Oh, no. In fact, I support her decision." He said truthfully. "However, she doesn't grasp on what is real and what's in her head. The SDC is too large for her to change it, even if she tries to turn our family into a better light so everyone won't hate us. She's just trying to use one thing in hopes it can fix another, but she can't do both and expect it to fix everything."

"True that." Coco said. "Can't believe I'm saying this, but the little guy is right."

"There are... truth to those words." Adam says. "Just because she thinks she can change things, doesn't mean it can work."

Whitley wasn't sure if he should be happy if the literal terrorist in the room was rooting for him.

But he'll take what he can get.

"Ha. Down goes the bitch!"

Even if those words came from the mouths of mohawked weirdos.

"And you believe you can fix whatever the problem is?"

"Wow, the way you said it makes me look like I have a huge ego! Though, I do have a big ego."

'At least he's not denying it.' Jaune thought to himself, mind still processing that this younger teen before him was the cool flying hero he fought alongside with last night. "And how do I help in any of this?"

"Haven't you paid attention? J.J needs someone to understand what students in Beacon do, you're young, you write the paper, and you make people understand the tough life the students had to deal with. Doing so will make my sister's stay more bearable, making my father not be able to get Weiss back to Atlas."

"This still feels a little bit sneaky."

"Jaune," Whitley gave him a flat look. "We both hide behind costumes and fight people, pretty sure that seems to be much worse compared to what I'm saying about my family."

"True enough. But why go through all this?"

"Again, Weiss is a great young woman, but she won't make it work. She's a Huntress first and a business woman second, and the SDC is too big for her to run off now and then to fight Grimm while I, the only one who wants to run the SDC, can make sure it stays-if not, better-when I'm in charge."

Oh, Whitley should take notes on this.

Poof!

Whitley looked down and saw a notepad and pencil drop into his lap. Choosing to ignore the strangeness of it all, he began writing down his counterparts' words. They might prove useful in the future.

Letting out a sigh, the young Schnee looked down at the floor.

"My sisters are hard headed, just like my father. Once they decide on something they won't stop which is why it's better for me to inherit the right, so they can be free of this role and live their life."

"Whitley..." Jaune looked at the young baron, seeing that he really does care for his older siblings' wellbeing rather than just Lien.

Whitley had rather mixed feelings about that. His relationship with his sisters was, well, complicated and that was a gross oversimplification.

"So!" Suddenly shifting the conversation to the original topic, Whitley walked to Jaune and stuck his hand out. "Now you know a bit of why I want to do this. So please, Jaune. Please help my sister's dream come true while at the same time, ruin it."

"Is that supposed to be good or bad?" Yatsu asked Fox who just shrugged.

Looking down at the hand in front of him, Jaune weighed the options of what might happen but still grabbed Whitley's hand and shook it.

"For the record, I'm not saying that I understand what you're going through, but I do know what it feels like to put family first. Alright, I'm on board with this, but I'm not sure I'll like what will happen if Ruby or your sister founds out I kept this from them."

"Probably send him to the hospital." Coco said.

"I'd like to see that." Emerald giggled.

"You tell them the truth that I was the one who planned this, so don't worry. I rather have Weiss hate me than have her broken by all the weight that comes with overseeing a multibillion Lien company and a Huntress who fights monsters."

"Yeah, I think that a good reason for doing this." Now that both heroes agreed, Jaune walked past the rich teen to put back his old costume. "So, aside from all of this, it's really cool that we both know that we're superheroes. I would love to hear about your adventures."

"Maybe next time." Whitley reached in his pocket to get his scroll out. "I told Stane that I would be at Beacon Library, but that was 46 minutes ago, and I don't want to take any chances. You have his scroll number right?"

"I have my boss' number."

"Great, I think that will be much better if you talk to Mr. Jameson than Stane. I don't want them to assume that I made you want to do this, I want this to be as organic as possible that you were the ones to tell them and not me."

"Ok, I'll call him tomorrow to let him know." Putting the case that holds his spider suit under his bead, Jaune walked to his door and opened it. "I'll tell Aunt May that you're leaving, maybe she can give you a ride. Or did you use a limo?"

"No, I used the taxi." Whitley answered, then soon stopped Jaune from opening the door any further. "Only there's one more thing that I need to tell you. One that, in time, will cause a serious fight between kingdoms."

Closing the door, Jaune focused on what else Whitley needs to tell him.

"I care about Weiss being a Huntress, and I also need her to not inherit the SDC. Not just because it will cause more pain for her, but because I need to own the company to solve the major issue Remnant will face if we don't think up of a solution soon."

"And what issue is that, Whitley?" In his mind, Jaune was thinking that it was A.I.M, The White Fang, or Roman's boss that could cause a serious problem to Remnant. But what came out of Whitley's mouth just made those problems small.

"Remnant is running out of Dust."

The screen then ended.

"What!" Everyone then went, including the mystery girl.

Akame asked for people to clarify what "Dust" was.

"Running out of Dust!?" Coco shouted in panic. "I need that for my weapon!"

"Try all of us!" Roman exclaimed in fright. "I don't use it much, but where do you think my cane gets its fire power."

Neo just smirked. She was glad that she didn't rely on the stuff.

So did Adam. That's what people get for relying too much on the Schnee Dust Company. Oh, he wouldn't mind seeing people attack the company for running out of Dust. That will be the day.

He'll be sure to bring popcorn and a lounge chair.

"Running out of Dust," Cinder mused.

It made sense. With the Grimm everywhere, there was naturally a finite supply of Dust. She knew Salem's location had quite a bit, but was only accessible to her and the faction she had.

"Hey, can we move on!?" Mercury shouted. Forget about running out of Remnant's Dust supply, he just wanted action.

As for Mayden, he just appeared confused. 'Strange. I was going to show them a Spider-Man intro next. What happened to that?'

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And so ends this chapter. Ah, one of the few Jaune stories I like. I can't wait to see both more heroes and villains when they come out. In the meantime, enjoy the omake.

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Omake

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Glynda Goodwitch was not having a good day.

Mere moments after the insufferable presence known as Mayden launched them out, all of them had been sent to this unknown location. A world where giant robots battle it out and destroy everything around them; it made the teacher wonder how this city was still even standing. However, she had another problem right now. Not just the fact that they needed a place to stay, but something else entirely.

"Hey, Glynda," Qrow began, somehow still capable of speaking with an actual crow's head. "Do you need... a cane?"

He said all that while not even looking at her.

Then again, it wasn't just him either.

Ozpin/Oscar, Ironwood, Winter, and almost everybody else were actively trying not to look at her. Normally she was used to this as people at the school knew she was a serious woman, but the circumstances in this instance were different. Because the reason they weren't looking at her wasn't because of fear...but because of how she looked…

Glynda took a quick peek at a nearby window, and saw the new her.

Or should she say the old her;

Grey and very withered hair, wrinkly skin, spots all over her, frail limbs, a shorter body, and breasts that were no longer firm and round, but just sagging. She went from hot teacher to grandma. In fact, she resembled her grandmother in her opinion.

While she wasn't usually one to care for her looks, even she felt defeated at her current look.

"Hey guys," Ruby then called out to everyone, waving her hands as they constantly produced green smile. A fact Ruby tried her best to ignore. "Come look at this."

Knowing that they all had nothing better to do; Glynda and the others came to see what Ruby was talking about. It was there they then saw a TV playing something.

A guitar riff plays out, followed by the rhythmic beats of a drum punctuated by a strumming guitar.

"Is this a music video?" A manly Weiss asked with the others shrugging. They instead just decided to watch, to see what this was all about. Not like they had anything to do after all.

A montage of newspapers cycles through the screen. On each paper shown, a different headline is shown. But the focus of every front page is always upon a man in a red spandex suit with a torn blue hoodie. Upon the hoodie is the image of a spider.

"Oh, that looks nice." Ruby said, liking the outfit; A superhero, maybe?

"I think it looks tacky." Jaune said. It just looked too tight, and poorly-made, like a little kid made it. He wouldn't be caught dead in an outfit like that.

Although he did like the tune of the song; it was quite the ear-worm.

Finally, the images fade away to show the back of a young man's neck, along with a spider descending upon it from a web. Upon landing on the lad's neck, it bites down hard, causing the young to swat the back of his neck. He pulls his hand back, revealing the spider bite.

"Ouch." Renora winced. "Spider bites are the worst. I should know; I've been bitten by some of them."

"Huh, how," Ruby asked. "We have Aura."

"Yes, but those are only really good for instant blunt impacts." Winter explained with Ironwood continuing.

"Correct. While aura is nice, small animals like mosquitos, wasps, and other insects and the like are capable of 'bypassing' our aura because of their small size."

Qrow nodded his bird-head as he looked at Ruby. "The Guy is right. Aura is nice and all, but against little creatures it's useless, since we subconsciously don't consider them threats. So we don't defend against them."

It was the reason why smaller Grimm creatures were dangerous, As they can easily bypass their 'shields' a bit more easily than the bigger ones.

The camera zooms in on the bite until images of blood come to the screen. Amidst the blood, a single strand of DNA comes into focus. Suddenly, the DNA begins to light up and stretch before the image of a spider appears behind it.

"That can't be good." Ironwood said. Was the boy about to get sick or something?

He knew some spider bites were venomous.

Funny, how it was the smaller things like disease that kill more people thanthe Grimm.

"I don't think so, James." Oscar/Ozpin said in a deep voice. James looked and only showed slight surprise at how the weird affects in this world had also affected the body of Oscar. The string-bean boy was now a man with very well-sculpted physique

Some passing women winked at Him and cat-called; Oscar responded by flexing his muscles and winking back at them, causing them to swoon.

"What makes you say that Ozpin?" James asked confusedly.

"You'll see."

The camera zooms in on the spider, before it stretches, until finally the red background becomes a blue. The camera then pulls out to reveal Jaune Arc, dressed in a red spandex suit in a torn blue hoodie, smiling confidently and sitting on a high ledge. Then he pulls his red mask on and shoots a line of web. He then web-slings into action;

"Wha-!" Jaune didn't expect him of all people to wear the costume.

"You're a superhero, Jaune!" Ruby said hugging him... Only to pull when she realized she got slime on him. Gross.

Either way, actual lyrics were sung at last.

Living on the edge, fighting crimes, spinning webs

The screen then shows an image of him hitching a ride on a helicopter, hanging on by a web.

"Okay, that's pretty cool." Yang admitted with some happiness. She wiped away a few tears after the loss of her precious hair.

Swinging from the highest ledge, he can leap above our heads

He then leaps away from the helicopter and lands on the roof of a speeding train car, crouching down in a pose.

"That's almost like what a Faunus can do?" Blake said narrowing her eyes at Jaune. "Is this version of you maybe a faunus? A spider type?" She did know one person like that in the fang.

"No idea." Jaune said.

"I think it's awesome." Nora remarked as she looked at Renora again but with a slightly red face. She wondered... was this what motherhood felt like?

Ahhh-ahh-ahhh-ah-ahhh

Ahhh-ahh-ahhh-ah-ahh

Another newspaper appears on screen, with the camera zooming in on the upper right corner, with the picture quickly coming to life. The screen then shows Spider-Man chasing after a Bullhead commandeered by the White Fang.

"Should have seen that coming," Glynda said, but a little happy that her student was stopping crime. The young man himself was also interested in this.

Villains on the rise, and the city's victimized

The video wipes away to show another of Spidey kneeling down with a shadowy figure lurking behind him, hands and eyes glowing with a malevolent fire. Suddenly a colossal hand of sand punches into the video, shattering it like a mirror, creating fractured shards showing reflections of Spidey. Suddenly sand spills over the image and envelops the screen.

Jaune got a little scared seeing these images. He recognized the Fang, and he was pretty sure that was Cinder, but where did that sandy fist come from. Hopefully this version can handle this.

Looking up with no surprise, arrivin' in the speed of time

Ahhh-ahh-ahhh-ah-ahhh

The screen then shows the interior of a car, with a small boy reading a comic in the backseat with his sister next to him. Their mother's focus is solely on the congested traffic. Suddenly the boy notices a shadow in the periphery of his vision and looks up to see the Spider-Man swinging away. He drops the comic. He and his sister poke their heads through the car's opened sunroof, to catch a glimpse of the real-life superhero web-swinging away.

Ahhh-ahh-ahhh-ah-ahh

The screen then shows a shot of Jaune Arc standing proudly in front of Midtown High, his Pumpkin Pete hoodie in full display with a backpack slung over his shoulder and holding a camera. He then looks forward and smiles as though he's taking a photo.

"Hah!" Ruby then laughed at Jaune with that sweater. "Still wearing that I see?"

Jaune felt his cheeks warm up in embarrassment; why must everybody hate on the hoodie?

Spectacular, Spectacular Spider-Man

A smiling redhead boy named Harry is shown, followed by a smirking tan girl with brown hair named Gwen. Team RWBY is shown at a restaurant table, messing around with smiles. Finally, a middle-aged blonde woman named May appears in a kitchen. The montage ends with a shot of a sour-looking J. Jonah Jameson narrowing his eyes.

"Oh, some interesting characters." Weiss remarked, despite not recognizing a few of them.

"This world clearly has its own people. OC's I think Mayden called them." Renora questioned.

"They look interesting." Ruby nods.

Spectacular, Spectacular Spider-Man

Finally, The Spider-Man lands upon a roof and shoots a web outward toward the audience. The Screen turns black as the outline of a red spider is shown. Finally, the music ends.

"Well, that was a nice video." Qrow said. "So, now what?"