The Prideful Sin of Arc 0 (Final Version)

Jaune Arc Vs Marcus Black the Vampire King

Happy Thanks Giving


Parody: Seven Deadly Sins Chapter 112.5, 115.5 and 119.1


It happened over night, two guards waited before their castle before finally noting a form approach, a knight running they're way in an obvious panic.

"My lord we have an emergency!" Despite the man's pleas something in the guard told him to take up arms against the man. However, he was of a kinder nature and crushed down his baser instincts. Choosing instead to raise his spear in warning.

"Halt, what business have you so late at night!?" The man slowed and as he did only then did the guard notice the form beside him hooded. The knight halted saluting the guard.

"Its our friend here, he's a foreign emissary whose arrived with a most vital message!" The guard nodded.

"I see, when then out with it, please." The man nodded pulling down the hood shooting a mild glare the lamp hanging above them way.

"I am Neptune Vasilias a holy knight of Mistral." The Guard nodded.

"Mistral! … What news could they have so urgent you would travel such distanc-" So caught up in the handsome knight's words and presence was the guard that he never noticed how the other knight and snuck behind him. In a instant the knight lunged forward his arms wrapping around the guard with a inhuman strength before he bit down piercing the tough leather of his flexible armor with his fangs alone.

"Wha...?" Never did he finish the words before his form begun to whither and shrink like a raisin as the fanged knight's face took on a look of ecstasy. His thirst sainted the vampiric knight let the guard fall a dark withered corpse. Neptune looked down to the man the smallest smile on his face.

"I came to inform you that a short while ago Mistral submitted to the general of the vampire king's army. I am acting as their message to relay this news and capture this kingdom." Slowly the corpse begun to move before it finally stood the guards form returning to it previous strength but his eyes where no longer kind or filled with pride for his station but dull with an insatiable hunger.

"Now then take me to your king."

"Understoo… B-B-B- Blood… Give me blood." Neptune smiled turning away supposing he could endure the pleas until he reached the king of Vale. He licked his lips at the prospects of what a kings blood must taste like. However that ambition was short lived as in the next moment a hand covered each of his dreg's faces before burning white.

"Rest in peace…" Neptune's instincts roared and he leaped away looking back to see his man on the floor their faces no longer plagued by the want of blood but at true peace.

"'Tsk' 'Purge', you've freed their souls, what a bothersome power you have but you'll never catch me, little night." He paused then as he looked to the knight finding a young beautiful woman who's hair was crimson as blood and cloak white as snow. So enraptured was he in her visage that he'd never even noticed his limb sent flying each expertly cut by a majestic silver blade.

"Wh-who ar-" A gentle loving hand cupped the still suspended vampire's cheek and he paused at her beauty unable to look away from her eyes, such a beautiful silver that even gold would pale in front of.

"Purge" He felt warmth ensnare his form then as silver light cradled his soul to the after, the woman smiled knowing she had freed him of his mortal coil.

"I am the holy princess of Vale Summer Rose, rest in peace poor knight of Mistral and know your kingdom will be saved from the Vampiric threat." As he fell a single thought came to the knight as his humanity returned.

Thankyou…

She left then knowing that this job was well beyond her power alone nor that she the could leave Vale unattended, however she also knew exactly who to request for aid.

"The Vampires actually managed to take Mistral's capital in just a single night!" Nora all but screamed in shock while Ren beside her was wide-eyed still reeling from the suprising news.

"Are you sure Weissy?" The sorceress nodded.

"Indeed, a few days ago it would seem the Sarcophagus sealing the Vampire clan was destroyed, I suspect this was the cause." Ren nodded perplexed.

"How do you suspect it was broken?"

"It is a rather curious mystery is it not Lie? Though I do think we'll have our answers soon enough Madam holy knight has ordered our mobilization." Nora smiled good naturedly at getting to smash up some bodies nearly pulling off the ring that allowed her to maintain a human size then and there. Ren merely nodded in understanding.

"I see, a quick decision from the holy knight commander, as a king I can't help but admire her quick actions. Which of us do you suppose will be mobilized?" Weiss rolled her eyes good naturally.

"Knowing that dolt she'll decide on the spur of the moment or worse through rock-paper-scissors." Nora hopped in place.

"Oh-Oh maybe it'll be through arm wrestling like last time, I still have to pay Yangarang back for last time!" Ignoring the peppy ginger the two intellectuals made their way to the conference from.


Before the gate to the capital of Mistral two figures stood, one the all too familiar form of Ruby Rose leader of the strongest knight order of Vale The Seven Miraculous Sins. However the one behind her while not appearing as such at first glance was her subordinate. Ruby whined.

"Ahh, why does your stupid sword have to weigh so dang much!"

"H-hey, it's not stupid, just big." Ruby groaned looking back to her fellow sin, he was skinny, scraggly even looking akin to a twig that would snap before a subtle breeze. His clothing was even worse so baggy anyone else would've tripped over themselves several dozen times yet he was far accustomed to such wear. The boy scratched his cheek weakly a hollow chuckle leaving him.

"Still, sorry for the inconvenience Rubes." At that she smiled brightly.

"Aw it's okay Jaune, what are besties for?" Jaune laughed.

"Ruby you call all the sins your besties."

"Well duh, cause you all are, Weiss is my sorceress bestie, Yang is my immortal bestie Nora's my giantess bestie Ren's my fairy bestie and Blakeys my dolly bestie."

"What does that make me?"

"Duh, you're my human bestie, my sometimes very squishy human bestie." Jaune smiled at that an embarrassed blush forming.

"Thanks Rubes you're my first friend." Ruby smiled happily at the words before they both stopped looking to the structure before them.

"Whoa look what they did to Haven!" Jaune whimpered at the sight.

"Are you sure you want me to head in there, while you take out the surrounding Vampires? Isn't that Y'know sorta a tall order for me? I think just about anyone else do better for such an important task." Ruby smiled to Jaune then.

"Nope." Jaune sighed knowing there was no turning the redhead's mind once she uttered that damming word.

"Okay let's say I somehow manage to secure the castle by some miracle, how am I supposed to get back and report?"

"Don't worry about that Weissy will make a portal for you to head back to base." Jaune turned excited.

"R-really Snow Angel would go that far just for me?!" Not noticing his hope Ruby snuffed it out unintentionally.

"Nah, Weissy made us all portals so the sins could take out all the surrounding Vampires to." She then turned pouting.

"And what have I said about that attitude of yours mister. It won't be a miracle or anything for you to take the castle but completely expected so have some confidence won't you." Jaune smiled weakly.

"Understood captain." Ruby nodded pleased.

"Okay let's move out!" Jaune rose a hand in cheer despite the worry going through him, abruptly a portal opened before them and the two stepped in suddenly appearing inside the city to find it in near ruins.

"Well here we are! Whoa this place is a real wreck." Jaune looked to the surrounding area a mixture of grief and sorrow flashing in his eyes as his boney fist trembled.

"Such destruction, how could anyone do this." Ruby smiled at her best friend's concern happy to see he was such a kind man. Deciding to change the subject to more pleasant talks she spoke.

"Whoa though Weissy's portals sure are useful though right?" Jaune nodded then before looking around a faint blush on his face as he looked for something or more specifically someone. Ruby giggled.

"Weiss got here way earlier then us, knowing her she's already probably kicking loads of but with Yang."

"O-oh…" Ruby tilted her head.

"What's up, ya needed to talk to her or something you are sorta our strategist when your like 'this'." Jaune shook his head.

"Not at all, I-I just wanted to thank her, Snow Angel is always doing so much for us, me especially, Oh you too of course Rubes but y'know… That's why I wanted to thank her at least every once in a while, I-I was even kinda thinking of writing her a poem again since she said she enjoyed the first one so much." Ruby watched as her bestie's face burned.

"Y'know cause she so nice just much as she is beautiful and so considerate and intelligent and kind to even be considerate to a dull, spineless weakling like me." Ruby deadpanned.

Kind and cheerful…

Don't get her wrong she loved her sorcerer buddy like a sister, hell she was her oldest friend but Jaune seriously looked at Weiss though a heavily filtered lens.

"Yeah… she's certainly a eccentric one, especially when it comes to 'rare' thing like you that peaks her interest." However, then her pout returned as she glared at Jaune.

"And hey what did I just say about being so harsh on yourself? Seriously Jaune, you should have more confidence." Jaunes smiled self derisively.

"But I just hate everything about myself Y'know… I mean look at me I'm so weak I have to rely on a girl have my size to carry my weapon half the time. My own parents didn't even want a cursed childlike m- Yeow!" Jaune cried when Ruby pinched his cheek pulling him towards her to meet her super pout aided with puffy cheeks.

"I said to stop that! And who cares your parents were dumb anyways and you apparently got that from them if you refuse to see your good points. If Weiss saw you whining like this she'd totally laugh at you." Jaune slightly blushed though.

"If it would bring her some measure of joy I wouldn't really mind." Ruby rolled her eyes.

"Yeah yeah yeah, Weiss this, Weiss that. Look I'm heading out anyways take the castle I know you can do it bestie! And carry your sword! Oh and be careful for the Vampire king he's supposed to be around here somewhere!"

"Wait what!" And just like that she was off bursting into a collection of roses and shooting off. Jaune sighed knowing she was long gone and decided to head out himself… as soon as he could move his sword. But despite putting everything he had into it he found the blade unmovable.

"Ugh! Come on! 'sigh' well guess I really don't have to worry though I mean what are the chances that the Vampire king would actually find me."

"I'd say quite good you insolent mortal. Now tell me… Why has a vermin like you entered my castle." Jaune froze as a shadow cast over him, he was big, like Nora big, in response all the scrawny Arc could do was speak through chattering teeth cold sweats running down his face.

"Y-your castle… then you… you're the, the… Vampire king."

"Indeed Vermin, I am Marcus Black king of the night and all Vampires. Now answer me human why are you here?" Jaune looked to the man trembling before he sneered his fangs as long as daggers and eyes boring into his soul. He sat upon a throne of skulls and in fear all the panicked arc could do was answer honestly.

I-I'm a member of the Seven Miraculous Sins… W-we came to, to 'gulp' to exterminate the vampiric threat." Jaune's voice pitched at the end but Marcus paid it no mind. Marcus smirked amused.

"Seven Miraculous Sins? 'heh' what a foolish name, how expected of you insolent cur… it would seem I've drawn the worst of you lot though…" Jaune all but yelled his voice high like a girl's.

"That's my line!" Deciding the end what small threat these sins might pose Marcus acted waving his hand out willing an explosion, but seeing it Jaune leaped.

"Wah!" The Vampiric king rose a brow before swinging his hand out again creating another explosion.

"EEP!"

"Hmm?" Again he swung and again another explosion rung out and once more Jaune dodged, seeing this Marcus smirked.

"Oh, saw that did you, you're the first mortal so preceptive, at the least your running legs are top-notch, now then let's play a game. The rules are simple I will attempt to kill you and you will dodge and scream for my entertainment, now then let's see how long you last little human." Jaunes screamed running around.

"Ruby! Save me!"


Weiss rose a jar above her head examining the contents a single eye left by a rather peculiar vampire that had sucked Yang's immortal blood. Truly a fascinating sample, speaking of said brawler.

"~Oh, Weisscream~" the sorceress supreme sighed turning being met by her fellow sin sporting a drunken flush face and a predatory grin. How the blonde had found time to get hammered during her fight was a mystery.

"~Hey Weisscream, wanna have a go at me~." Weiss sighed supposing it was just the alcohol speaking but certainly didn't let the opportunity to get a small amount of revenge for all the greedy brawler had teased her for. Flashing her best smile that she was sure would have Jaune faint she spoke.

"Well why I might not be bored but why not, but you have quite a bit more stamina then me Yang so why not even the playing field with a Hundred-Thousand Push-Ups." Yang blinked surprised to actually hear the consent from the prissy mage.

"Pu-Push-Ups? Why? Oh well sure get ready for the time of your life Weisscream! 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15-" Weiss turned smirking, While Yang could heal from anything that didn't mean she didn't get sore and she certainly be sober before she was done. She looked out to the sky noting the slight oranging of it.

"Hmm, it will be dawn soon, I should find Blake." Leaving to find the Lustful Sin she casually forgot the brawler currently at 100.


In the castle a very fed up Marcus roared.

"You bore me boy!" Marcus gritted his teeth he looked to the destruction he had brought to his own castle, all from missing a mere vermin.

"Though it was entertaining at first, it lost its appeal after several hours. So, tell me vermin, exactly how long do you intend to dodge me?" Never did he notice how the human shape had changed, his garment a bit more fitting on him and his girlish shrieks gone. Again he let loose another explosion of magic and again he Arc dodged, however this time he put in a bit of showmanship leaping away into a backspin landing with a bit more force then before. Just beside him was the very sword he'd failed to lift by his own strength early that night.

"…I feel much better now…Looks like morning is soon…" Marcus's eyes narrowed.

His demeanor… its changed.

"Enjoy it then vermin for this will be your last." Raising his palm he let loose another blast of energy scoring a actual hit upon the blonde sending him flying only for him to find purchase burying his heels in the floor. The king of night was surprised to find the boy alive, he was sure he'd be rendered to a mess on his floor from that blast. Again the boy spoke his tone a tinge deeper than before.

"Is this it, your full power?" Marcus crossed his arms haughtily.

"Hah! Such big words coming from a coward who was scurrying away from my blast not but a minute ago. Why would I the King of Vampire have need of using his full power against scum like you?"

"I see… good for you then, however I would recommend using your full power, not that it will matter though…." The King shook.

"Hahaha! What tripe is this, would those be your last words vermin!?" The figure looked to the vampire king.

"I see… well then, allow me to say one more thing." Reaching out a hand took the blade buried before him raising it with ease before looking up to the vampiric king yet somehow looking down on him.

"Apologize, for being born in 'my' world." Standing there was a human but certainly not the one who had been running around like a frightened mouse, no he was different his clothes fitting around his muscular build. whether it be his chest, legs, arms all where muscled looking as if sculpted by a particularly amorous artist. However what stood out most was his eyes deeper than any other shade of azure in this world and overflowing with pride and confidence.

"My haven't you grown, why you actually reach up to my waist an admirable feat for a mere cur like yourself. However such arrogant words, I suppose it's only fitting you'd loose your mind before me, that you remained coherent to this point was quite the feat." The Arc did not move from his place instead continuing to look down upon the much larger man like one would a particularly stupid child.

"Very well vermin I will give you a glimpse of my true power. Impurity!" Lifting his arms up high a mass of dark enveloped the Arc warrior a mouse scurried from the abyssal black but once overshadowed by the darkness the area covered vanished without trace leaving the lower half of the small pest.

Outside the other sins turned to the castle Ruby smiling.

"Oh look seems like Jaune's found the Vampire King." Ren nodded.

"Indeed, that is quite the power level their lord has." Nora shrugged.

"Yeah, but Jaune-Jaunes got this after all." She pointed to the rising dawn.

"It's dawn so he's at least at like five percent, sorta feel bad for the big ol bat."

Marcus laughed as he looked to his abyssal sphere of darkness.

"Well, it seems I've finally caught you, I'll admit that bit was fun. Ha! To be swallowed up and feed my darkness with not a trace, an ending truly befitting for such a particularly arrogant cur like you. Hahahaha!" He laughed a cruel sadistic laugh never noticing how his dark void trembled and in its center shone…

Abruptly the sphere burst apart releasing a fierce white upon the world, so powerful was the aggressive light that it burned the vampiric king the. He felt his hair singe at the ends and his skin blister.

W-what is this!

A great force pressed against him sending the man skidding back.

"Gwah!" Recovering he looked before him to the man seeing him untouched, not even the slightest scratch.

"How? Your body, it's completely fine despite being swallowed up by the darkness! What trickery is this!?" The Arc merely shrugged.

"Your darkness merely feared me, it's as simple as that." The way he said it, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Don't make me laugh human! The Vampire King's darkness fearing a mere mortal what nonsense are you spouting!"

"I see… to you a king is a great and powerful being isn't it."

"Of course a king is the one who reigns supreme among his race are you so stupid you can't even understand that vermin!"

"I see, forgive me, I suppose it would be rude not to explain myself to the dead. While for a weakling the like of you a king may be the apex for one like myself... Such title and strength are as plentiful and insignificant as a grains of sand." A tear on his shirts back begun to open his clothing revealing the lion tattooed there.

"But I am different, an existence like no other… The Seven Miraculous Sin's Lion Sin of Pride… Patriarch Jaunes Arc." Enraged at being compared to sand Marcus charged forward.

"How dare you! I'll gut you Vermin!" claws sharp enough to tear apart armor slashed into the patriarch shattering against his abdomen. Before the king could even comprehend much less become shocked the Arc rose his blade. Had he been coherent he might have mocked the act, thinking a mere blade could harm him, preposterous. Yet the way his chest opened down the center said that impossibility had been met.

"Wh-what?!" How had he pierced his flesh, such power, though it mattered not, quickly the severed flesh slammed together, his tendons already reattaching.

"Hah, don't underestimate a vampire boy, an attack like this is far from enough. But take pride it has been quite a while since a man ha-" Before he could finish his healing wound burst into flames.

"GAH! WHAT! THIS FIRE! WHERE DID IT COME FROM! SO HOT! IS THIS THAT BLADE DOING! WAS THAT SWORD WHAT ALLOWED YOU TO ENDURE MY DARKNESS! WHAT BREED OF HOLY BLADE IS THAT!?" Jaune's brows wrinkled at the man for the first time being displeased.

"For you to call my sacred treasure a mere holy sword is quite the insult…" Thrusting the colossal blade in the air it drank in the dawn's light.

"Behold, the blade whose edge is shaper then Caliburn, more durable then Durandal, and whose majesty puts a vanity piece like Excalibur to shame. My magnificent sword blessed by the Goddess of Victory herself and wielded by each Patriarch before me The Yellow Death Crocea Mors." He then regarded the vampire king currently fighting against the flames.

"Those flame are indeed Crocea's yet like it they are but an extension of me stored in my miraculous blade."

"An extension of yourself! Preposterous!"

These flame wound me, but only the fires of purgatory have such power!

"Only the demon clan can produce such powerful flames yet why do I not sense their vile pressure from you! That radiance and majesty! What, what are you!?" Marcus ground his teeth, no, he refused to lose to a mere human.

"Abyssal Full-Plate!" Quickly the darkness swept up around him turning into a sinister armor, yet with but another swing of Crocea the shadows dispersed gone from this world with a final otherworldy scream.

"Im-Impossble! My darkness, my impregnable darkness destroyed by a mere swing! AHHH! IT BURNS!" Again the flames erupted from him stronger than ever before alongside the rising sun.

How, I am the great vampire king, how can I possibly be bested! What is this power?

He looked to the Arc.

What is that transformation? What is he!?

Standing there larger than life his clothes stretched out over bulging muscles was a man like no other.

"Hair the color of a fresh winter day, skin so pale white gold would be ruined by comparison.
Eyes purer then crystal and bluer then the sky.
Wild yet tranquil, the greatest mystery you are… A angel to any who'd witness your smile yet a devil to all who'd earn your ire, Remnant's most precious mystery, Weiss Schnee."

"What… what sort of incarnation is that." The Arc tilted his head.

"Incarnation?" His eyes then narrowed once more as he took his first step forward since becoming so powerful.

"Unforgivable, for you to compare the poem to my precious Snow Angel to such dribble as a spell's chant…" His glare upon him the vampiric king Marcus found himself unable to move, his body not responding to his panicked mind. With each step the Arc took towards him the room heated and cooked.

I-I'll be killed.


Outside the castle Weiss stood looking up noting the power emanating from it.

"My that I can still somehow detect his power despite being so close to the dolt's, he truly must be the Vampire King, wouldn't you agree Blake?" Said girl said nothing face deep the book Weiss had given her that always changed it story. It was the only means of keeping the girl occupied, she reached a bookmark and closed it looking up.

"Objective confirmed preparing." Weiss ignored the doll looking up to the castle smiling.

"Truly a mystery, Jaune Arc, your power, to be born with such one I can't help but wonder were you blessed… or cursed." Even now it was growing alongside the rising sun.

"Your power is completely different than any other, the source of all life, SUNSHINE. When night descends you are the weakest among us, perhaps even among humanity itself but as the sun rises so does your power… And upon reaching noon you peak easily becoming the strongest sin… Yet there is only a single problem…"

Jaunes stepped before the Vampire king his presence alone making the vampire begin to erupt into small flames.

"When assuming your daytime form slowly you become detached from others, so much so you would ignore your kingdom, people and even king…" The pitiful Vampire looked before him his body on fire within the presence of the giant.

My throat is on fire… I can barely speak…

"Yet three things remain the same no matter how far gone you are in your prideful state. Your attachment to the blade of the family who betrayed you…" In his hand Jaune gripped Crocea tightly the only steel in this world never to melt in his glorious presence.

"'Wheeze' P-Please… S-Spare me…"

"Your love for me and affection for the sins and finally…"

My body it won't move… I'm being turned to ash just from being close to him…!

"I'm, I'm… Sorry…" Jaune stood before him the king of vampires all but rendered to ash in his wake, he leaned in close slightly slouching his size now taller than the pathetic vampire.

"I had thought you not worth my time pathetic king, but now, I've changed my thoughts, after all you've greatly fouled my mood, first by calling my precious Crocea Mors a mere holy sword, then insulting my poem to my Snow Angel and proclaiming the great name of the Miraculous sins foolish words… but what I detest most of all were those words you dared speak just now…" Again his fist clenched at the realization of how many had fallen to this miserable king…

"After all, how many must have pleaded for their lives… how many father fought to their final breathes for their families, mother shielded their children and siblings begged and pleaded to you. Tell me oh little king of them all when they spoke those words of mercy to you how many did you spare." Marcus shook in fear, he'd have cried if he'd been able yet now all he could do was look up to humanities strongest, as if he was the embodiment of his species will.

"No, plea-"

"Begone…" Crocea Mors glowed with his energy releasing a mere sliver of its stored power and with that the entirety of Mistral was enveloped in a second sun. The castle once controlled by the king was torn apart the brick and metal melting into bright red liquid that spread out and circled. The earth shook and city trembled as Jaune stood upon the burning magma of the ground where the structure once sat.

He sighed content such a vermin was gone from 'his' world, behind him Weiss appeared that curious yet angelic smile that had saved him from his loneliness spread across her face.

"Night or day… I wonder which is the real you?" He turned to her a genuine smile on his face.

"Snow Angel." Behind him Blake leaped her energy coiling shaping into a bow.

'Blackout Arrow'

Weiss rose a hand.

'Power Amplify'

It happened in an instant, the energy piercing the Arc's form in the moment before he fell to sleep he looked to her, the one who had saved him, the one who would always hold his heart…

Weiss… I wrote a poem… for yo-

But he never got to finish his thoughts as no sooner was he rendered unconscious.

-Later that Night-

Jaune whined in his room.

"Agh! I can't believe I did it again, going and losing control like that and destroying the castle I was supposed to be taking back! Why can't I ever control myself!?" Jaunes slammed his head unto his table.

I'm sure Weiss is disappointed, always having to reign in a useless guy like me, I'm such a burden…

"If things had gone well I wanted to read her my poem, but now 'sigh' I'm probably just better off burning the thing."

"A pity, and here I had hoped to hear it from the author himself…" Jaune turned to see Weiss in a causal dress, though the clothes were nothing really, on her they looked stunning. In her hand was a basket littered with wine, fruits and cheeses.

"What are those?" Weiss smiled.

"Their gifts to use from the survivors of Mistral. Proof of their gratitude to the sins for rescuing them from the vampiric threat." Jaune looked to it before looking down, a sadness taking his eyes as his boney fist clenched.

"If only, if only dawn had come sooner, or someone more capable then me was there, then maybe… maybe we could've defeated him earlier and more people would be alive…" Weiss smiled, she had lived millennia's and with that came a numbness to such thing as compassion. To her a few lives while not preferred where not something to be sad about but seeing the boy before her look so crossed with himself brought a smile to her face.

Truly he is a kind soul…

She flicked his head.

"Ow! Snow Angel that hurts!"

"'sigh' again with that insufferable nickname." She didn't hate it not truly, she'd merely heard it to many times from far too many men throughout the ages whose eye she'd caught.

"S-sorry, I'll, I'll try to stop." She smiled at his flushed face from her proximity.

"no worries, at least I no you mean no harm by it." He didn't after all throughout the ages, only he ever looked to her with such sincerity, truly despite all his self-mockery he was a good man. And having a good man be down in her presence was not something she could tolerate.

"I think your misunderstanding something Jaune."

"Huh?"

"less than fifty or so humans actually died from the vampiric threat."

"Wait what! But how! Mistral was in ruins!?" Weiss nodded.

"Indeed, thousands if not all had their souls possessed by the vampires curse, doomed to become undead with a thirst for blood." Jaune looked down tears forming.

"But when the vampire king had not only been killed but his impregnable darkness somehow destroyed his curse was lifted." Jaune looked to her shocked and she smiled.

"Only you could destroy his curse Jaune… the lives saved were by your own power." She saw him stare at her shaking as tears formed, quickly he rubbed his eyes.

"S-sorry… I'm just… thankyou… Weiss… again you've saved me." She frowned surprised to hear her name and not liking it one bit. Playing the heiress she once was so long ago she crossed her arms.

"Well then enough of that, won't you read me it now."

"Read you it… do you mean… my poem." Weiss nodded.

"Indeed, I quite enjoyed your last one, and unlike before we have some snacks to go along with it."

"Are, are you sure?" She nodded.

"Quite, consider it a reward for a job well done." He smiled so brightly it was almost blinding, without hesitation he begun to read a goofy little grin she'd so grown accustomed to on his face.