Hi everyone I'm back, I hope I wasn't gone for too long.
Jaune's breath calmed as he saw the blanket of artificial light envelope the clearing. The soft crunch of snow underneath his feet continued while he trekked towards the settlement's gate. Two guards approached him, rifles armed while thick winter gear kept the cold away. Jaune didn't resist as one of them left their rifle to the side and began inspecting Jaune's supplies.
After a few minutes, the guard stepped back to his ally and motioned for the gate to be open. The screech of a metal gate scraping across cold metal hit Jaune's ears before he stepped into the settlement. Taking in his surroundings Jaune breathed a sigh of relief before he moved to the nearest gunshop.
A soft bell ring echoed as he walked directly to the counter, a clerk waiting with a slight nervousness in his eyes. Jaune stopped before taking out Pars Lunea and setting it on the counter. "Do you have 454. munitions ?" he asked. The clerk shook his head no before gesturing to the stacks of various ammunitions behind him, alongside an odd symbol. Jaune nodded before taking out a satchel and presenting a small golden coin. The clerk stared at it for a second, mind seemingly racing a thousand miles an hour, before ringing the small bell next to the register three times.
Another worker came out from the back room, inspecting the coin the moment he entered the room. The second one released a breath and spoke in a calm, bored expression; "Follow me". Jaune chuckled a bit before putting the coin back into his satchel and holstering Pars Lunea and following after the second employee.
He stepped through the back room and waited as the employee took out a small gadget and began fiddling with the walls. A soft click echoed and the wall opened up to reveal an elevator, which the two stepped inside. Its interior was fine soft before it began rattling in its descent. Jaune struggled to keep a straight face for a moment but just as fast as it desended it stopped.
The employee opened the down and gestured for Jaune to proceed. Jaune nodded and ventured into the only room. Finding a single man, dressed in a fine suit and shock etched into his face, sitting at the desk. "S. S. Sir, it's been a while since you've been to one of our compounds" he stuttered out. "Calm yourself Abraham, I'm not here for a fight, I'm just here for some ammunition" Jaune stated, a smile threatening to crack through his exterior. "Well then, what is it you want ?" Abraham asked, recovering from his shock. "Just some 454. rounds, maybe give Sapentaoi a cleaning" Jaune responded, putting said weapons on the counter. Abraham scrambled off to find the 454. rounds, leaving Jaune alone.
Jaune stood there for what felt like ages before a familiar presence made itself known. The feeling of a blade poking the back of his neck didn't even faze him as he turned on heel and greeted the person.
"Hello Neo, has Roman been doing well ?" he asked, staring down at the mute assassin. Neo just smirked before sheathing her blade and wrapping an arm around him. "Yes. Yes. I've missed you too; say have you had a run-in with a black-hair bitch with two lackeys following her around everywhere ?" he inquired, running a hand through Neo's hand. The mute shook her head but her eyes said she would tell him if she did. "So what brought you here?" he continued with the questions. Neo just looked him in the eye before pulling something out of her pocket.
The clatter as 9 bloody dental fillings hit the counter, shocking the returning Abraham, as she then wiped her hand on a rag Jaune had pulled out. "Jaune, I have the munitions you requested and will take your sword for its cleaning; could you also ask miss Neo to clean up the blood, it contrasts the clean sense of the room," Abraham said, leaving said ammo next to Pars Lunea. Jaune nodded before handing Sapentaoi to Abraham then began loading the shells into a side bag. "Was that really necessary Neo?" he questioned. The heterochromatic girl just looked at him as if he was crazy.
"Fair point, slavers don't really deserve mercy" Jaune quipped as he loaded the last of the shells into his bag, six loaded into Pars Lunea. "So, what has Roman been up to ?"; Jaune was met with a similar response. "Raiding dust shops across Vale, not his usual style" he continued the one-sided banter for several minutes before Abraham returned with a clean and sharpened Sapentaoi. Jaune thanked the man before patting Neo on the head and walking out.
"You are still aware of the 100,000 lien bounty on your head sir," Abraham said. "Yes, but it's nothing to worry about" Jaune waved his hand as the elevator opened for him. The calm returned as it closed and the employee pressed the button for the main floor. "Did you enjoy your time ?" he said, hands behind his back. "I did, it also wouldn't be a good idea to attempt stabbing me" Jaune commented before the cocking of a gun was heard. "I'm wasn't going to stab you; The underground already know where you are Wanderer," the man said, a sawed-off held against Jaune's head. Jaune showed no worry as he swerved to face the man and the echo of gunfire wretched the elevator.
The man began to sweat as a fist clenched around the still smoking gun and crushed it. "You really shouldn't have done that" Jaune spoke, voice becoming serious. The man continued to sweat as Jaune released the warped piece of metal and now had his thumb to the man's Adam's apple. The man didn't even get to scream as the thumb pushed clean through his neck, jerking the body around as Jaune tried to get it off.
When the door opened he was greeted by seven men in ramshackle armor and a mix of guns and melee weapons held. The men's expressions turned to shock at the sight of a man impaled through the neck by Jaune's thumb. One of them, armed with an assault rifle, screamed before opening fire, spewing lead into the elevator. Jaune didn't flinch as the bullets tore the man's corpse up while bouncing off his aura. The men started backing away as they watched Jaune walked out the elevator unharmed, unsheathed Sapentaoi in hand.
None of them could scream before Jaune's blade severed their heads from their necks. The clerk walked out from the corner, a clipboard held to his face and earphones on his heads, before he saw the bodies, held his hands up, and walked back behind the corner. Jaune flicked his blade to clean the blood off and resheathed it.
Jaune walked out of the store and was met with barrels of various firearms and the faces of mercenaries, bandits, and ex-huntsmen. Jaune sighed before muttering "Frontier Towns" in a disgruntled manner.
"Look, fellas, you don't want to fight me for your own sake" Jaune spoke, Sapentaoi held in a battle stance.
The men didn't listen as several fired off their guns.
Jaune sunk into a crouch and charged energy into his right leg the moment the triggers were pulled; shooting himself into a corkscrew spin and slicing through anyone not protected by aura. Limbs, heads, and other such body parts flew through the air. Jaune stood up, not a single drop of blood decorating his wear, and sliced through the nearest opponent. Many gathered their senses and started spraying lead while many of the ex-huntsman began encircling him. Jaune grasped Sapentaoi's sheath in his other hand and swung it into the skull of a mercenary that tried attacking him with a bayonetted shotgun; more charged in while the gunmen reloaded.
Jaune redirected two weapons into the ground before decapitating their wielders. An ex-huntsman rushed in, a straight sword held in one hand and the glow of aura enveloping his body. The man moved with impeccable speed, rapidly thrusting his blade forward in quick succession, forcing Jaune to redirect each thrust with his own blade. The man entered a dueling stance and thrust his blade forward again, Jaune lept back. The only one caught was a single bandit who's entire center torso shot out of his back in a bloody mess.
The ex-huntsman was about to try it again but Jaune grabbed his sword arm by the elbow and bent it with a sickening crack. The man was then thrown into the tip of an oncoming spear, stabbing through his neck. Jaune pulled the body back and flung both him and the spearmen into a trio of mercenaries. the body spun, spear and its holder spinning as well, before they collided with the mercenaries, painting the snow with more crimson. Jaune looked around him to see the mercenaries and bandits backing away as the ex-huntsmen all had weapons drawn.
A deadly dance followed, each participant weaving between one another's moves as even the slightest mistake could mean death.
Jaune weaved his body between two ex-huntresses, one with dual daggers and the other with a halbert, before redirecting a swing from the halbert to the ground. Jaune couldn't slash at her as two covered her, firing a storm of bullets, forcing him to jump back. The first mistake made was when one of the others rushed in, trying to get a lucky hit in, only for their head to meet the ground several feet away from their neck. The others showed no reaction and continued their attack. The next mistake was made by the other ex-huntress, plunging down from a building with her daggers ready, only for Jaune to drive the straight sword from the earlier combatant into her throat and throw her to the ground. Still, no one reacted, even as their ammo ran dry and their bodies tired.
Another fell to Jaune's hand grasp around her skull. The next was bisected with a single clean cut. One after another fell until a single foe remained. The man was bulky in the bluntest meaning of the word, a large mace rested on his shoulder. The two approached one another, weapons ready.
The man twisted the grip of his mace before bending it down, causing it to shift into a large shoulder-mounted cannon. The first shot was fired, a massive ball of metal rocketing towards jaune before the immortal sliced it in half. The moment his blade sliced through the first shot, Jaune was engulfed in a large explosion. The man laughed. "You may be fast, but these babies have more than enough kick to put a stop to that" He started monologuing. He shifted the weapon back into a mace and walked towards the cloud of smoke left by the explosion. "I know it won't kill you, but this will" He continued, voice seething with more excitement with each word. he held the mace like a bat and swung.
A loud crack echoes as the mace stops in the center of the smoke before the pressure of the sudden stop blew it away. The mace was held by a single hand as the man looked over to see Jaune glowing with aura and a pissed off expression on his face. The hand holding the mace proceeded to crush the weapon as if it were a pop can. The man regained his senses and sputtered angerly. "You, how dare you still stand !" he shouted before taking one of his hands off the broken weapon and rearing it back into a fist. The fist flew towards Jaune but was stopped as he put his hand out, palm facing it and aura glowing in the center. The moment the two collided a shockwave rang out, pushing the large man back.
Jaune just trudged towards the downed man, who was sporting a now shattered arm. The man had tears in his eyes while he frantically dragged his body back. "Meh... Mer... Mercy" he stuttered out in desperation. Jaune didn't respond but put his palm on the man's forehead. More tears fell as the man realized his situation. Aura surged from Jaune's hand as a crack was heard and the man fell down down, blood leaking out of every orifice on his head which had become jagged and warped with the point of impact sunken in.
Jaune stood up before breathing and looking at his surroundings. The ground was caked in a layer of crimson while the bodies of the dead littered the streets. He sighed once more as Neo left the shop, practically skipping over to him, before wrapping an arm around him again. "Yes, it looked cool, no you can't take their weapons," Jaune said, expecting Neo's question before he patted her on the head again. She let go before looking him in the eyes; "No Neo, I'm not getting into one of those metal deathtraps" he answered. Neo pouted and rolled her eye before walking away. "Its a perfectly legitimate reason Neo" Jaune shouted at her retreating form.
jaune sighed once more before the light of dawn pierced through the fading night sky. Jaune looked over to see Sapentaoi, lodged in the ground and covered in soot; he walked over and picked it up and was joyed to find it undamaged. A shot charge of aura flowed through the blade and the soot was gone. "Don't worry Ruby, Oscar, Yang, I'm coming" he said to himself before walking out the gates of the town, giving a quick nod to the guards as they swapped with two others.
I started writing this and John Wick 3 kinda seeped into my thoughts so yeah. Also due to the fact that only Grievous Arc and Hero's Mind have received votes, they're the only ones to choose.
Hero's Mind: A crossover between My Hero Academia and Red vs Blue, in this Izuku's quirk is a manifest of his personalities that take the form of AIs, how will all this affect the world of MHA. 1 Vote.
Grievous Arc: A Jaune betrayed story where after his transcripts were discovered nearly all the students tried to kill him, and some almost succeeded, he is then found by Salem's faction and rebuilt to be her champion. A general of metal and rage, he will soon take his revenge. 4 Votes