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Another chapter; a whole lot faster than I thought!
anyway
this chapter will bring us into the next Arc
the Prelude to Destiny Arc!

Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY

Chapter 11: Pieces Moving About

"So, what exactly are you guys doing here?" Jaune asked the girls behind him. "I understand Cardin wanting to come along but…what about you guys?"

"Look around you, Jaune." Weiss spoke up, shimmering stars in her eyes. "The Vytal Festival! How can we not be here too? It's a festival dedicated to the cultures of the world; there'll be dances, parades and of course, the Tournament! The amount of planning and organization going into it is simply breathtaking!"

"And somehow, you managed to make something cool, incredibly boring." Yang droned. "Congrats, Ice Queen. I think that's a new record."

"Quiet, you." Weiss glared. "You said it yourself Jaune, that students from Vacuo are arriving by ship today. Besides, as a representative of Beacon, it is my solemn duty to welcome these students to this fine kingdom."

"She just wants to spy on the competition." Blake piped.

The girl in question quickly turned to face her teammate, face burning with a blush. "You have absolutely no proof."

"Well, regardless of your intentions…" Jaune sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "I'd might as well introduce all of you to my sisters. They are from Shade Academy after all. Just, promise me that you guys won't say anything…weird. Be cool and be…normal."

"So, Cardin, how're you healing?" Yang asked with a smirk, breaking the silence that fell upon the friends. "It's still hard to believe what happened."

He stretched his arms slightly and held his stomach. "Healing from what? The wounds or the pancake overload?"

All eyes trailed narrowing at Nora's sheepish look. "Well…I didn't realize his stomach wasn't healed fully yet. Hehe, sorry Big guy."

"It's okay." He laughed softly. "And to answer your question, Yang. My wounds were healed completely when Jaune saved my life, but my insides are a little…jumbled. My aura is replenishing well enough but some wounds are taking more time to heal. Nurse Peridot is very erm…dedicated to my team's physical therapy. After all, how many people can say they've had their aura broken and depleted and beaten to near death."

"Fair enough, Big guy." Yang smiled. "Good luck with dealing with Nurse Gloom and Doom. How much longer do you have to deal with that?"

"Just a few more weeks – good thing the Tournament isn't until the end of the year."

Jaune perked up, eyes widening with a smile on his face. "You've decided to fight?"

"Hell yeah, Jaune." Cardin smirked confidently. "After Forever Fall and rehabilitation, we've come to decide that not fighting would be an insult to you and Pyrrha's training. So, you'll definitely see team CRDL standing with you when the Tournament begins."

"I bet he just wants to impress Velvet." Yang whispered to Nora.

The rest of the students giggled and chuckled at the girl's words, much to Cardin's ire. "Yang, can you not?"

"Can I not what, lover boy?" Yang chided, crossing her arms over her chest. "I've heard you've been spending a lot of time with Beacon's bunny."

"She's a rabbit, not a bunny." Cardin glared a hunt of a burning blush on his cheeks. "And, so what; she was the one who volunteered to help me. Kinda obvious I'd be around her a lot, she does help with my physical therapy, y'know. Nurse Peridot is very stingy about having our assigned aides to be with us throughout the day."

Jaune leaned over to the blonde. "Told you, firecracker. He gets so worked up over Velvet, it's almost adorable."

But before the eight students of teams RWBY and JNPR could torture Cardin any further, Ruby fell silent midsentence. All of them walked up to her, looking at what caught her attention. Down the street, a Dust shop had been broken down, windows shattered and covered in crime scene tape. A pair of cops were standing within the area, handguns in hand and scowls on their faces. The students ran up to scene, confusion and curiosity wrought on their features.

"Officer, what happened here?" Ruby asked.

The man removed his shades and sighed in defeat. "Another Dust robbery; second one this week." And with that the man turned to face his partner, confused and scratching his head.

"That's just terrible." Yang frowned. The officer turned his back to face his partner.

"It's crazy, they left every Lien he had." The Officer sighed. "It just doesn't make a lick of sense."

"Who the heck needs that much Dust?"

"So, what're you thinkin'?" The officer turned to his partner. "The White Fang?"

"I'm thinking we don't get paid enough."

Weiss's demeanor suddenly changed at the mention of the fringe Faunus organization. Cardin also tensed at the mention of the Fang. His fists clenched tightly and his aura flared slightly, causing Jaune to rest a hand on the teen's shoulder. Immediately, Cardin eased and sighed in defeat. Without saying a word, he walked off with Nora and Ren keeping him company.

"Humph. The White Fang, what an awful bunch of degenerates." Weiss frowned.

Jaune's eyes widened, as did Pyrrha's. Blake though, immediately went off. "What's your problem?"

"My problem?" Weiss gave her an incredulous look. "I just don't care for the criminally insane."

"The White Fang is hardly a bunch of psychopaths." Blake responded. "They're just a collection of misguided Faunus."

"They want to eradicate humanity off the face of the planet!" Weiss crossed her arms over her chest.

"Well, they're very misguided." The girl didn't let up, even at Jaune's worried looks. "It still doesn't make sense. Even if it was them, why in the world would they rob a Dust Shop in Downtown Vale, in broad daylight."

"Blake does have a point." Ruby piped, stopping Jaune from speaking. "They never did catch that Torchwick guy, so it could've been him."

"Regardless." Weiss was furious. "The Faunus of the White Fang are nothing but scum and don't know how to do anything but steal."

"Weiss." Jaune practically hissed. "Don't be heartless. Even you must know that's not even remotely true. Anyway, we came here to be happy and as you said welcome the exchange students. This is starting to get a little too – oh crap. I need to take this."

Spinning on his heels, he whipped his scroll out revealing an unmarked number with no ID. His eyes trailed and met with Blake's. The message was received when a nearly unnoticed look of excitement and relief flashed over her face. Taking a few steps out of earshot, he placed the phone against his ear.

"What's up, Junior?"

The man coughed. "You and Lieutenant Belladonna told me to call you if new information was found. Well…I have good news and some bad news…my boys in the Fang turned up dead…"

"Oh…" Jaune looked down, sighing in defeat. "I'm sorry, Junior."

"It's okay, Boss. It wasn't a complete failure though." Junior spoke. "They were about to be chosen for a mission. They got the message out before they were caught by Adam Taurus. The White Fang is working with Torchwick – the bastard has been behind every single Dust Shop robbery in the Kingdom in the last few months. Now I know why he wanted my men."

Jaune frowned. "Do you know what's going to happen?"

"The docks, three nights from now." Junior said. "Our SDC shipment will be coming in and my boys said that the shipment is their target."

"Well, they don't know who they're messing with. I'll be sure to avenge our fallen – that's a promise." Jaune smirked. "But, thank you, Junior. Oh, before I go…please have some guys at the docks tonight…I have a bad feeling that something will happen. Just have them there in the even Blake shows up."

"Lieutenant Belladonna?" Junior was confused. "Why would she run?"

"It's not important now." Jaune sighed. "Just…have some guys there, alright?"

"You got it boss."

And with that, he hung up. Turning on his heels, he walked over to his friends motioning them to follow. "Sorry about that, ladies. Something came up."

"What?" Pyrrha gave him a worried look. "What happened?"

"It's nothing to be worried about, I assure you." Jaune smiled. "My sister just called me, wanting to let me know how excited she is. C'mon, I really hope they won't do anything too crazy…"

But his entire world froze at the sound of shout. The very shout probably shook Remnant itself from how powerful it was.

"JAUNEY!"

The boy cringed at the sound, walking frigidly. The girls behind him were confused but followed anyway, admiring the scene and the terror he felt. His body glove tightened as his muscles flexed showing off his body beneath the material. Pyrrha wasn't reserved in her gawking and surprisingly enough, neither was Yang. The two stared at Jaune's backside as every muscle in his body clenched. He wasn't wearing his armor so it was just his body glove for clothing, leaving every crease and bulge of his body to be seen and accentuated.

Blake noticed the hungry looks her partner and Pyrrha sported following after his form. A small pang of jealousy echoed in her chest at the sight but moved along – at least she gets to train with him every weekend at Junior's HQ. She got to see him up close and personal, almost as close as Pyrrha. Mentally laughing at how petty she was being, she followed behind Weiss, doing what she can to forget the anger and hate she held for her former brothers and sisters.

But what she couldn't ignore was the longing looks the Ice Princess had for the leader of team JNPR. Her eyes were locked with his figure, examining his shoulders and backside, down to his butt. She was clearly lost in thought, shaking her head when her eyes lingered too long. Blake saw every second of this, the denial and the adoration. She couldn't blame her though; Jaune was a great guy. Sure, he was from the future and knew practically everything about each person present, he didn't parade it around and use his knowledge to take advantage of them.

That was an act of nobility that echoed deep in Blake's core and soul. He not only woke up from a time where he watched his friends die one by one, but he maintained the façade of regularity. He maintained the idea that he was just another boy, a gifted boy, but a boy nonetheless. If she didn't know any better, he had rebuilt his entire life and is knowing things about each member in a way he didn't know before. Blake smiled at the idea, being closer and building a bond that was stronger than the first time around. His time was not wasted in the past, after all.

If what Jaune told her about CRDL is true; he made significant strides in changing the timeline already. They were beyond respected and now, if what Jaune and Pyrrha say is true – they are a team to be reckoned with, and all of them were still slightly wounded. While not RWBY and definitely not JNPR level teamwork, the boys were up there with the best of the First Years. Blake smiled at that fact. Cardin was no longer racist, the boys no longer bullied people and in fact, could be seen sometimes helping those they used to bully. He and his team were changed men and they changed because of the blond in front of her. Feeling her lips spread, a small blush formed on her cheeks as she examined his backside.

I can't wait to see where this new journey leads us. Blake turned her face away trying to wave the heat off her cheeks.

Coming to a stop, Jaune sighed and scratched the back of his head. Blake walked up to stand beside Yang and felt her jaw loosen. Across the street, Nora was screeching a laugh while Ren cringed in pain. Behind them, a series of girls stood as well, each one surprisingly close to the boy. The object of Nora's satisfaction was a blond girl with a pixie cut. She had her arms wrapped around Cardin's waist – a guy that was almost two hundred pounds of muscle, and waved him around like a plushie toy. She was wearing a black body glove similar to Jaune's but also wore white armor with golden accents. On her breastplate, the sigil of the House of Arc was displayed proudly.

At her waist, two short swords, both single edged, were on either side. One had a black handle and the other had a white handle, signifying something the Faunus couldn't discern. Her legs were armored well, with light plate with the same golden accents. Unlike Jaune's Grimm mask pauldrons and poleyn, she had standard metal plate without any extravagant designs. What she didn't expect to see was incredible strength. Cardin was a heavy guy, that even Yang had to activate her semblance slightly to lift him and shake him the way this woman was doing.

Behind her, another woman that looked more like Jaune and the first put together, leaned against the guard railing with a monkey tailed Faunus sitting next to her wincing at each swing. Her hair was longer, a more yellow than blonde. It was thick and wrapped together in a very strong warrior's braid. The most defining feature was not her pristine, breathtakingly, pale skin, nor her deep practically glowing blue eyes – it was the scar that went over her right eye. Even though she was young, the scar made her seem all the more mature. Much like Weiss's own scar, this woman wore it proudly, displaying it without a worry in the world.

Her armor was similar to the first – white metal but instead of golden accents, hers were easily described as either platinum or titanium accents. The silvery-grey color went well with her color scheme. While her sister wore a breastplate, she wore a cuirass that covered her entire torso. On her abdomen though, a five-layered plate covered her navel. Beneath her armor, she too wore a black body glove. Blake assumed the Arc's and Winchester's like body gloves over conventional clothing.

Around her chest, a brown belt with silver links and holes held her bastard sword that hung over her shoulder. But that wasn't her only weapon. On either side of her waist, a pistol was holstered with a long, deep blue sash that fell over her right hip like a deluge of azure. If memory served right, this was Clair, the leader of team CNDR and the girl with the two swords is Doré.

"Doré! Drop Cardin!" Jaune shouted in exasperation. "He just got out of the infirmary two weeks ago okay, he still needs time to properly heal! Jeez, sis – oh gods!"

"Jauney!" Doré squealed, running up to the knight and wrapped her powerful arms around his chest, squeezing the air from his lungs. "It's so good to see you! Oh man, Jaune. Have you seen Violette yet?"

"P-Please, let me breathe!" He gasped as her arms tightened. "And yes!"

Doré though, simply held him in a Deathstalker's Dead Lock. She named it. "No, not yet, Jauney! I want to hug my baby brother for as long as I want! You look so tough and combat ready!"

He tried to fight out of it but Cardin's incessant cackling only made the situation worse. "Doré please, you're embarrassing m-me! Also, you're barely five minutes – older…than me!"

"Still older, still makes you my baby brother!" Then she finally released him, allowing him to take deep breaths and steady heaves of air. "Without your fancy armor, you're pretty squishy still, Jaune. What happened to the body conditioning?"

"I'll have you know I have enough muscle." Jaune scowled.

Doré turned her head to the monkey Faunus giving his abs and pectorals a quick peek. "Compared to him? You're a scrawny stick, a little push might break you."

Cardin fell over, cackling with laughter. "She got you."

"Oh, shut up, Doré." Jaune sighed, stretching his arms and back. "Oum, help me…alright guys…these two are my sisters, Doré and Clair. Sisters – this is Team RWBY, JNPR's sister team. Ruby Rose is the team leader. Weiss Schnee is her partner. Blake Belladonna is next and Yang Xiao-Long is her partner, also Ruby's sister."

"Yang Xiao-Long, as in Taiyang Xiao-Long?" Doré asked with wide eyes. Turning to face the silver-eyed girl, she pointed with excitement. "That would mean your mother was Summer Rose, right?!"

Yang gave her a raised brow. "Uh…yeah? Why?"

"I'm a huge fan of your father and mother!" She jumped up and down. "They were pretty famous as Hunters, you know that, right? Team STRQ is like, one of the greatest teams to ever come out of Beacon, or any Hunter School in general! Wow…good job, Jauney…oh…my…you're – oh my gods! Pyrrha Nikos!"

The rest of team CNDR showed up, clamoring over to gawk at the redhead. "I've watched almost all of your fights!"

"Okay, before you swarm my partner, please, let me finish introducing my team at least. And then you guys can easily introduce yours, cool?" Jaune shook his head. "Okay, so I'm Jaune Arc, to the teammates of my fair sisters. This is my partner, Pyrrha Nikos. Over there, is Lie Ren and his partner, Nora Valkyrie. Now your turn."

"Fine." Doré huffed. "So, teams RWBY and JNPR, my sister Clair Arc is the leader. Her partner is Nyanza Kitts. I am Doré Arc, over there is my partner, Aruna Rajah. Behind Ren is team NDGO, our sister team. Nebula Violette, funny isn't it, is the leader of the team. Her partner is Dew Gayl. Beside her is Gwen Darcy and her partner is Octavia Ember."

"So…who's the Faunus?" Jaune eyed the monkey with a raised brow. "Who is he?"

"Oh this?" Doré rushed up to him, slinging her arm over his shoulder, flexing her arms, locking him in her embrace. "This is none other than Sun Wukong! He was visiting his family in Vacuo and decided to hitch a ride with us."

Jaune felt the corners of his lips curl. It's good to see you again, buddy. "So…Sun, eh? It's good to meet you too. What're you doing here though?"

"Oh, I decided to leave ahead of my team to visit my family in Vacuo as Doré said." He responded a little nervous. "I'm actually a student at Haven and they don't arrive until after Winter Break. I'm actually the leader of my team, team SSSN. I'd introduce all of you but…they're kinda not here right now."

"Heh, fair enough." Jaune smiled. Moving along, he and his sisters were immediately catching up, Ruby, Yang and Pyrrha would jump in to listen in on second year combatants with hearts in their eyes. More so, Ruby than the other two, but Yang and Pyrrha were awestruck by the adventures CNDR and NDGO had already been through as second year teams. From fighting off Grimm hordes in the desert wilderness of Vacuo to helping establish new settlements in Grimm contested territory – the stories were wild and exuberant and almost unbelievable.

But in the rear, two girls were going at it, ignoring Ren and Nora's worried looks and team NDGO walking around them. Weiss said something that really hit a chord with Blake. They went at it as they followed the large group of students, arguing about Faunus and the White Fang and the ice princess's apparent need of an attitude check. Hours passed and the sun was setting leaving Yang and Ruby to deal with their irate teammates. Even after JNPR, CNDR and NDGO along with Cardin had gone to their respective rooms in Beacon, Blake and Weiss were still going at it.

Yang didn't know what to say, she'd never seen Blake so angry and offended in her life. Weiss had never been so insulting and cruel – and it was Weiss that she was talking about. They shouted, they yelled and they never backed down on either side of the argument. It was getting so heated that twice, students down the hall had to come by and see what was wrong. When given the shrug from Yang Xiao-Long, the freshman that could punch an Ursa and kill it with one hit, the students would back away knowing that if she can't stop her partner, no one can.

Beside her, Ruby's face downcast. This was her team and slowly but surely, cracks that none of them even knew existed were growing by the second, spreading until the entire team shatters. Blake was saying things that were incredibly defensive of the Fang and Weiss was being incredibly insulting. Neither side was wrong but neither side was right either. And Ruby shouted, called out to them and even tried to get them to calm down but both girls would respond with a glare and neither would relent. It was getting frustrating to hear and Ruby was slowly losing her patience. A part of her wanted to back down and just give up but she was supposed to be the team leader. She needed to lead.

But just as the arguments got worse, the door behind Ruby and Yang opened revealing Jaune in his armor and sweat coming down his brows. It was obvious he just finished training with CRDL and Pyrrha. Behind him, Pyrrha was giving their team room a look of sympathy before shutting JNPR dorm closed. The Arc leaned against the door as he shut it behind him and stayed in the room, watching the interaction unfold.

The first time around, he only heard what happened. There was no actual context and RWBY was pretty tight-lipped about what happened at the docks and the conversation in the dorm room. Aside from the revelation that Blake was a Faunus, no words were spoken of the arguments that took place before she decided to run and disappear for three days. Sighing in defeat, he heard Blake yell and accuse Weiss of being discriminatory.

"I'm a victim!" Weiss responded with heat. "Do you know why I don't particularly trust the Faunus and the White Fang?"

Blake's anger and frustration was replaced with a look of sadness and regret. Taking her silence as a cue, she continued. "The White Fang has been at war with my family for years. Ever since I was young, all I knew was that my Grandfather's company had a target painted on its back by Faunus worldwide. And by war, Blake, I mean actual bloodshed. Board members kidnapped and held for ransom; distant family members executed. Whole train cars of Dust, stolen. And every night my father would come home furious and that…that made for a very difficult childhood."

Whipping her head around, she faced the black-haired member of team RWBY with a glare. "Do you know why I despise the White Fang?! They're nothing but liars, thieves and murderers!"

"Well maybe we were just tired of being pushed around!" Blake blurted.

Yang's jaw dropped and Ruby's eyes popped from her head. Weiss quickly backed away from Blake, almost in disbelief. Jaune though, felt his arms unclasp and fall to his sides. The look of terror on Blake's face grew with every passing second. Her breath hitched in her chest as she began to quickly contemplate her options. She burst towards the door, pushing Jaune out of the way and disappeared down the hall without a second thought.

Jaune crashed over the desk chair and was thankfully caught by Yang. "Jaune…do you think…"

"I know." Sighing as Yang let go of him, he looked to the open door and back at Weiss. His brows furrowed deeply. "Weiss…I told Blake this, and only Blake because I didn't know how you'd react. What you said may have been true but generalizing is doing what the hateful members of the White Fang are doing. Want to know what I mean? My step-mother was once a member of the White Fang, protesting peacefully for better Faunus equality here in Vale. She raised me to be the man I am. Think I'm a liar and a murderer?! You don't understand Blake or her reasons, on top of that what you said was seriously out of line. Seriously, you don't understand even the smallest ounce of what's going on with Blake."

"And you do, Jaune?" Weiss looked at him with wide eyes.

Taking a deep breath, he headed for the door. "Believe me. I know her better than any of you."

Dashing into his room, he grabbed Crocea Mors and magnetically attached the weapon to his spine. The armor hummed as it clung to his weapon. Stretching his arms, he gave Pyrrha a quick look and the rest of his team. They were confused but he gave them a simple frown before heading towards the door. "Guys, good thing it's the weekend. I'll be gone for a few days…Blake is in trouble and she needs someone she can trust. Pyr, I know you'll do fine watching over CRDL's training and RWBY."

"Jaune…" The champion rose out of her bed, walking over to him with a worried expression. "What happened with Blake and RWBY?"

"I'll explain when I get back, okay…" He sighed and left the dorm room. Suddenly, he felt his scroll buzz and quickly whipped it out to find he had a text message.

Blake: I need some time away from Beacon and to sort things out. I'm at Beacon Cliff waiting for you.

Taking off through the dormitory, he dashed across the courtyard of Beacon and came to a skidding halt. Blake had already removed her bow, revealing the stretching and slowly rustling cat ears atop her head. Her cheeks had what looked like tear streaks painting up and down her face. With a growl, she threw the offending piece of cloth off into the distance and watched it fly away.

"Blake?" Jaune asked, walking close to her. "Why'd you do that?"

"There's no use in hiding anymore…" She frowned. "The only people I worried about finding my true identity know now…Jaune."

He was silent. "Yes?"

"I said the exact same words you said I did…" She leaned against him as tears formed in the corner of her eyes. "I said it word for word, Jaune. I…"

She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight as her tears landed on his pauldrons. Jaune sighed in silence and pulled out his scroll and quickly dialed a number. Once the call connected, he pressed the ear to his phone, careful to not intrude on Blake's arms.

"Junior." Jaune's voice was stern. "Get an airship up and get us to HQ."

"What for, boss?" Junior was concerned.

"Lieutenant Belladonna and I need some time away from Beacon." Jaune sighed. "We need to think things through, talk over some things and most importantly, figure out what we're going to do about our Dust."

"Of course, boss." Junior said. "I'll get you as soon as possible. But are you sure you want to come to HQ? It's not exactly comfortable at the moment. Carolina's interrogating again and the soundproofing isn't exactly great yet."

"Fine." Jaune sighed as Blake released him, sniffling. "Get us a nice hotel room or something…just for three days."

"You got it, boss." And with that, the line was cut short.

Closing his scroll, he slipped it into his pocket and turned to Blake. Her golden-amber eyes glowed in the shattered moon's light, reflecting the sorrow in her soul. Jaune sighed and wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her close to him, feeling her heartbeat. She was slowly calming down – which was a plus. She quickly wiped her face and took several deep breaths and sniffled before leaning against him.

"Blake…" Jaune started.

"Jaune…" She quickly responded. "Let's not say anything for now…you can explain everything tomorrow…I just. I just want some silence and rest."

"As you wish." He rubbed the back of his head. "Tomorrow though; we have a lot of things to discuss."

"Alright?" He held her closer.

Resting her weight upon him, a simple sigh escaped her lungs. "Alright."

Well…this is completely different from the first time…at least now, Torchwick will be within my grasp in a few days and I'll finally have a chance at Cinder Fall. A rustling behind him caught his attention within his mind. His eyes trailed over to the image of his older self, blond beard and scars decorating his face. Looking at you, I feel sadness. You've seen things that I never want to see again. When I kill Cinder…you'll cease to exist won't you?

The man simply nodded.

Good.

Elsewhere, a darkness rumbled. Past the green grass of Vale, the forests of Sanus' wilderness and even beyond the deserts of Vacuo; there was a land that no one knew existed. It was a land of myth and dead biomes. It was plagued by a sickness, leeching the life from what little foliage there was. Past the plateaus and canyons of purple hued stone, large crystals – presumably Dust – rose from the dirt and rock, radiating with a sickness that warped the vary winds that passed through.

Clouds were colored a purple as well, affected by the virus. The shattered moon barely lit the continent, all light it reflected absorbed by cesspools of darkness and deep holes filled with a strange substance. Veins of purple color cracked through the earth, winding around the continent until it came to halt at a cliff face.

Standing on the cliff face, a magnificent castle stood with glass windows and gothic design. Towers and walls stood watch over the land as the creatures of Grimm rose from the fluid filling the holes surrounding the castle. Past the grand castle gates, a pair of men stood with spears and swords at their waists with rifles on their backs. Their faces were covered with power helmets grafted to their flesh. Behind them, a pair of Beowolves patrolled with an Ursa at the lead. The courtyard was teeming with Grimm and corrupted men and women.

But turning all attention to the summit of the tallest tower, a woman stood on a balcony watching the scene before her. More pools were made filling with the dark fluid giving birth to more Grimm. The smile on her face grew with each creature rising from the darkness of the pools. Her hands rested calmly against the railing, feeling pride and excitement course through her corpse-cold body.

"Ozpin." She spoke to no one. "You can try to let your king train and ready himself…but your plans – his plans – will fail as they did the first time. Besides, time is a fickle thing as you of all people would know. You think yourself clever but you're not. You will fall, regardless of the precautions you take. Anima will fall, Solitas and Sanus. Your hopes and desires will turn to dust and you will choke on your baseless aspirations. Your castles, schools and Kingdoms will collapse under the weight of your failure. So, go ahead – place your hope in the last King of Vale…it will be the last inkling of hope you will ever feel."

Sighing in delight, she raised her hand, corruption and dark veins of blood red color visible. "Watts."

Immediately, the door behind her opened revealing none other than Doctor Arthur Watts. "Yes, mistress?"

"Send word to Cinder." She smiled. "Tell her there's been a change of plans, I require her presence here."

"As you wish." The man bowed deeply.

"Your fall will come, my dear Ozpin." Salem smiled. Eyes trailing upon the grand army of Grimm within the castle and in the dead wilderness surrounding her keep. "As for my fair and just King; Jaune Arc of the House of Arc…I can't wait to watch you burn."

Just to let you know - she was mocking his title and his House

Now things are picking up - Salem and Ozpin know about Jaune's true roots
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