Here it is the final Chapter for the New Year the second part for one of my first Parodies! I thought this would be maybe 7K But holy shit More than 15K, I thinks its kinda obvious why My Hero's parody isn't uploaded yet. Well here we go, enjoy!
Chapter 2: The Fair blade, Weiss Schnee
-Beacon Girl's Dormitory-
Inside the bathrooms of Beacon Velvet sniffled thinking of 'her', her usually upstanding rabbit ears dropping.
"Poor Blake…" Velvet recalled the incident… what that man had done…
"For something like that to happen to her-" Her ears twitched then picking up the sounds of light featherlike footsteps.
"Oh, what a surprise." Velvet turned then seeing a familiar if not slightly unnerving figure to herself. The girl was a beauty, with hair as white as snow and skin like porcelain, her eyes where an icy blue.
"M-Miss Schnee." The heiress huffed.
"Your Belladonna's lil protegee aren't you?" Her heart raced in slight terror of the full attention of the five sword member.
"Yes ma'am, sorry, did I take too long, I didn't think it was your groups turn to use the baths already." Weiss shook her head.
"It's not, I merely like to baths before the rest is all, otherwise they might complain about Sno." Velvet forced a smile as she went for her stuff, while Weiss looked around for any trace of her fellow sword member.
"Hmm, it seems Belladonnas missing today too, though I guess I could hardly blame after what 'that' boy did to her." Weiss shook her head.
"To be so utterly defeated and worse yet to even have a kiss stolen from her… Truly what a poor thing." Velvet felt frustrated, it was no secret that Weiss and Blake were the most hostile among the swords to one another but still for Weiss to go so far.
"I suppose if there is one thing I must acknowledge about Belladonna it is her choice in subordinates… As loath as I am to admit it last year I'd have let your faunus heritage maker be bias against you, Blake doesn't think in such boorish matters." The bunny faunus's ears twitched at that while Weiss avoided her gaze before quickly deflecting unto the next topic.
"However you needeth worry, I will be correcting that Rapscallion." Before Velvet could even protest another voice spoke up as a figure similar to Weiss stepped in.
"Ah Sno you came quicker then I thought." The girl was much like Weiss if not with even more 'modest' assets. In a way she appeared even more fragile then the heiress herself with skin like porcelain and hair just as white.
"There's hardly any reason for you to put forth the effort on such a individual dear sister… Such could only be a waste of your precious time. Please allow you little sister to take care of such a dirty beast for you. After all as the next head to the five swords it's only natural I take such action." Weiss smiled at her younger sibling's ambitions but Velvet was far from pleased.
"Since when were you decided next head to the five swords! Last time I checked you're not even a candidate Whitley!" Said Schnee bristled at the name glaring death at the rabbit.
"It's Sno, Sno Schnee and you will address me as such Scarlatina!" Weiss sighed.
"Sno, that's quite enough wouldn't you agree? Concerning yourself with the opinion of sheep is hardly fitting of a proper Schnee, now then perhaps we could enjoy the bath and a bit of sister talk. I have the next years predated sale charts." Sno stopped looking to Weiss before shooting Velvet one final glare and following his sister. Velvet sighed, only seeing bad things to come from this after all peculiar or not Whitley was a Schnee and they tended to keep to their ambitions.
-Beacon Male's Dormitory-
In the far corner of the school an older building designated for the male students, inside one Jaune Arc sat ankle up as Ren watched fascinated. Resting on his foot over his left knee his bruised ankle was visible swollen and red keyword being 'was' as white light shone forth seething into the injured flesh mending it.
"So this is your semblance?" Jaune nodded.
"Yep, aura amplification, just boosting aura's healing capabilities by fifty-fold is all." Cardin clicked his tongue.
"That's got to be one of the most overpowered semblances I've seen." Jaune chuckled.
"Heh, well, its kinda hard to argue that… thankful I have it though otherwise this would be a real annoyance to heal." Jaune wince recalling the nasty trip he took while fighting Blake. Cardin curiosity got the better of him, a mean bitch he might be but the brute was tactically gifted.
"What about that other thing, you bullet punch, is that a part of your semblance too?" Foot healed Jaune put it down before working on taking off his top readying for a long nice bath.
"Sorta, you could do it without Aura Amplification, but it would only be a fifth as effective unless you gave a big amount of it or had a semblance that stockpiled power." Ren nodded as he stood up grabbing a towel alongside Cardin as they readied to make way to the baths as well.
"It appears to be quite the technique, can't say I've ever encountered a martial Arts quite like it." Jaune nodded.
"Yeah, well I only had a years' worth of training but let's just say it was very… Spartan styled." His spine shivered at the memories his semblance would heal him quickly meaning he could do in minutes what some might need hours for.
"I spent a good deal of time honing and crafting that bad boy… Sorta feels like it wasn't worth it when all was said and done…" Memories of fighting 'him' came to mind before he shook the thought away.
"Still it's a pretty good ace to have up my sleeve." Ren nodded before Jaune recalled his current bit of trouble.
"Oh yeah, Belladonna said something about needing permission from he gang of bullies the five swords or whatever right?" Ren nodded.
"Indeed, you need a slip from the head of the five swords, Blake." Jaune stilled.
"Haha… good one Ren… You joking… Right?" Cardin smirked.
"Oum do you have some shit luck Arc." Jaune sighed.
"Yeah… think I used all my luck last years when I lucked out on entering Haven." Ren gave a sympathetic smile then.
"I'm afraid there's more as well, you need a stamp of approval from each member of the five swords." Jaune's eye twitched.
"The hell… all of them." Cardin chuckled.
"Those fives opinion of you can't get any lower either." Ren nodded.
"Indeed, changing Nora's opinion is one thing, and that's if shew has a bad one of you at all. The other five however…"
"Your screwed."
"I would say it would be difficult." Jaune scratched at his head clearly frustrated.
"Oh great, and here I thought I wouldn't have a headache by the end of the day." Cardin sighed taking pity on the poor blonde handing him a paper.
"Here."
"What's this?"
"Instructions on how to use the school's store, this place might be a glorified prison but even it has a perk or two. Whatever you see on the registration there you can request and Beacon will put it on you tab. Heck they're pretty fast too, those nut jobs will deliver it overnight." The former bully smiled then.
"And what's even better is we got ourselves a bit of a smuggler, it ain't cheap but she a guaranteed thing. Her semblance makes sneaking contraband in easy as pie, damn little illusionist." Jaune smiled.
"Finally some good news." Jaune quickly went to work writing down a number of ingredient before handing them back to Cardin who looked them over a brow raised.
"Seriously? I mean the comics a bit geeky but what are all the ingredients for?" Jaune smiled.
"Having seven sisters has its advantages, one thing I learned a long time ago is that the quickest way to a girls heart is through her stomach, especially if they have a sweet tooth."
In the classroom of the girls backed away from the sole none reformed male of the room, Jaune however was merely content standing there a goofy smile on his face and a few boxes in hand.
"So I think we might have gotten off on the wrong foot yesterday so I got a cake here for everyone, y'know to hatch things out." Jaune gestured the box forward only for the mob to back away further, the girls whisper none to pleasant things about him. Jaune sighed before spotting the girl who talked about the swords yesterday. Ren sighed beside him.
"Negotiations seemed to have broke down from the start, quite unfortunate since you woke up early to make those." Jaune sighed.
"Yeah, that's sucks, huh? Where's kitkat?" Cardin rose a brow.
"Who?"
Oh right, guess not everyone knows she's a faunus…
"Y'know, Blake, can she skip school like this?" Ren sighed.
"She seems to have come down with a fever from what Noras said."
"A fever?" Ren nodded.
"Indeed." Jaune nodded to himself.
"Oh well then mind pointing me in the girl's dormitories direction." Ren and Cardin Blinked before Cardin spoke up a note of fear in his voice.
"Please don't tell me your really that crazy Arc." Jaune smiled.
"Well y'know it might be my fault she's sick, might have brought a bad bug from Mistral with me, plus lunch is coming up so nobody will really be looking for me for at least an hour and I doubt the girls go back to their dorms to eat."
"Jaune I would recommend not taking such risk." Jaune rubbed the back of his head.
"Sorry Ren, I kinda feel responsible for her condition and I still need that permission slip after all too."
"Your insane blondie, that's a suicide mission." Jaune rolled his eyes.
"Come on it can't be that bad."
Blake laid in her room a thermometer held up before her, she sighed.
"37.5 C… 'sigh' seriously, I can't even remember the last time I got sick." Her ears folded, it was pleasant for them to breath the bow making it far to stuffy and uncomfortable.
Velvet should be coming to check on me soon, I'd hoped I would've gotten better by now but I hardly think I could stomach moving around much less attend classes.
A image came to mind, azure eyes, similar to Adam's in his youth but much kinder and just as determined. Slowly the face framing such eyes came to mind, a goofy smile with blonde locks, but the catgirl found the figure far from pleasing. Her teeth gritted.
Jaune Are…
Remembrance of her lose, of being drawn, baited and utterly played by him surfaced, she'd been a puppet to his plans, revealed her secret and so much more. Fist shook before she grabbed the nearest object her pillow and begun to furiously slam it into the sheets leaving dozens of feathers to fly forth.
The Superficial, insufferable, lecherous, mop headed moronic perverted idiot!
37.6
As her anger grew so did her temperature before she finally stopped her little scene and exhaled.
Wow! Now those are cute.
She paused…
Well… I suppose he has some praiseworthy traits… After all nobodies beaten me since entering Beacon outside of the other swords and empresses, much less a man.
She faintly recalled the Arc name, the humans that fought beside the faunus, while there were certainly others the Arcs were the first.
I wonder what could possibly render an Arc to become a mere delinquent?
She supposed as a Faunus much less a Belladonna she owed his family a bit of leeway. She groaned already hearing her mother badger her about him if she knew how she'd been pinned down and kissed… Cheeks heated at the memory straight out of her Ninjas of Love series. They'd even been enemies locked in intense combat, the only difference is that she hadn't succumbed to utter passion and broken the taboo between man and Fau-. Quickly she buried her face in her pillow, what was she thinking!?
It the fever, yes of course! Its all that man's fault!...
On a whim her mind recalled Jaune's reaction to kissing her, how panicked he got and how quickly he was to shift the blame unto Velvet for pushing him. As if the act of kissing her was the furthest thing from his mind. In fact she faintly recalled him looking slightly pale… for all intents and purposes she fully believed it was an accident, more so she couldn't imagine him kissing her of his own volition. That should've made her happy. To know Jaune wasn't powerful untop of being perverted and forceful and yet.
Her knuckles whitened as her fever clouded her mind and reason, how dare… Was she not pretty enough? Was the man so vein, in fact he was far to quick to escape after kissing her as if it was a punishment he wanted no more to do with… It was an accident due to her weakness, nor did he have ill intent however that only made her angrier. Teeth gnashed as she threw up her pillow striking it, however all to quickly the bundle of feathers fell back unto her head.
"'sigh' The moron could've at least acted like it was a good thing to have kissed me…" Even if it wasn't her first kiss it was with a human, perhaps only Adam had ever found her attractive. While it was far from her priorities she found the thought of being unappealing vexing.
He should've at least been a little happy, even if it was with a person that's done things like me… It was my first kiss in two years after all, how am I not to think about it?
The black ears atop her head twitched then as her eyes sharpened, in a instant she reached out taking hold of Gambol Shroud before assuming her stance towards the door.
"Whoa, someone's a bit quick on the trigger." Without hesitation the faunus turned towards the window drawing Gambol Shroud only for a palm to quickly press against the weapon's butt sheathing it all the while smiling.
"Yep you definitely look great without that bow." Blake glared at him, but if anything Jaune looked to her with concern/
"Seriously calm down, you not feeling well right? You have a fever right?" Without warning Jaune pressed forward tapping foreheads against one another.
38.5
"Oh wow why are you outta bed?" Blake flushed and for several seconds Jaune looked to her confused before he felt her breath on him and jumped back falling right on his butt his face red.
"I-I didn't mean! S-sorry!" Blake forced herself to breath deeply calming her frayed nerves as she looked to Jaune seeing a canister and box under his right arm. Ears rose curiously as her stereotype got the better of her.
"What are those, better yet why are you even here? You do know boys aren't allowed in the girls dorm don't you." Jaune stared for several moments before nodding recalling why he came and forced a goofy smile.
"right, well originally I wanted to bury the hatchet y'know so I made cake, but then I heard you were out sick so I thought 'hey that's probably my fault.' So I made some of my mom's famous chicken soup. But y'know the girls at the front are like super mean and think I'm some kinda molester monster or something but then I saw this window and figured y'know… geez that sounded a lot better and way less creepy in my head." Blake could only stare at the boy, he was honestly to expressive in his actions even now it was painfully obvious he wouldn't be able to lie to save his life maybe that was why she was able to calm down despite the situation.
"I see, so… you cooked for me?" Jaune nodded dusting himself off before offering up the food.
"Yep my special way of saying 'sorry I punched your lights out' heh." She should be mad, but ironically the blonde's slightly if unintentional insulting words reminded her of Yang by far the most preferred company among the swords. She took the offered cake and soup.
"I see, thankyou… and I suppose I was a 'bit' too aggressive with you correct." Admittedly she was rarely so forceful immediately, but Jaune had defeated the Pyrrha Nikos and her last correction had been 'her'… Jaune seemed content with that's sighing in utter relief.
"Oh thank the brothers, and here I was worried you'd still be mad, Saph always did say to never underestimate a woman's grudge.." Blake shook her head.
"I said its fine, though… is 'this' really the only reason you came here?"
Was he really so worried about me? I suppose I shouldn't think all men would be like Adam…
Jaune nodded.
"Well yeah, that's the main reason, there was something else I wanted to ask you but… well I'd feel kinda bad asking while you sick." She noticed then how the blonde made it a point to avoid her gaze making her raise a curious brow.
"What's wrong?"
"N-Nothing, I was just… um, y'know." His eyes flicked over to her, yet their gaze never dipped below her next merely to her lips as his face reddened.
"S-sorry, its just without anything to talk about its sorta… awkward y'know?"
"Awkward, why?" Jaune swallowed his face turning a shade of red she couldn't help but find slightly adorable.
"Come on, don't make a guy say it… 'sigh' Look how am I not supposed to not be nervous around the girl I kissed… especially when their a real looker like you…" He couldn't be blamed right! Look at her, she stunning after all and those cat ears only made her look cute on top of that!
"I mean for someone like you it might've been gross but for me I got to have my first kiss with a hella a woman…" Quickly he buried his face into his hands.
"Nevermind me! Shutting up now!"
'pfft'
Blake rose her hand over her mouth trying not to laugh, but it was just too much, I mean seriously she'd seen middle schooler act less innocent. Not to mention the pride she felt at having it be made very clear how happy he was about kissing her.
"I see… So it was bothering you to kiss someone as 'stunning' as me was it?" She smiled not one to mind her ego being stroked.
"Yeah… y'know guess I kinda used all my luck on that there heh." Blake smiled nodding.
"I see… well it not as if it was terrible and besides it was your first kiss so I suppose its good that you enjoyed it. Yes, quite good." Jaune starred as her cat ears stood erect signifying her pleased nature. Looking at her ears though a thought came to mind.
"Hey, why do you wear that bow, seems like it's gotta be a hassle and it's a real shame you hide those flurry lil guys from the world." Blake looked away raising a finger to touch her faunus trait.
"No… I have my reasons… I want others to acknowledge me before I show them what I really am." Jaune rose a brow.
"That's… really dumb." Blake turned a bit offended but before she could retort the blonde he continued.
"I mean your Blake Belladonna the Beautiful Beats of the Five Swords, right? Plus a kick butt huntress to be to boot, I mean you have a literal army of fangirls."
The same one that would've lynched me if I hadn't egged you into a duel.
"I think you made plenty of a name for yourself, if anything it might hurt those who look up to you if they found out you thought so little of them that you thought your race would mattered." Blake blinked but Jaune wasn't done yet.
"I mean think about this whole time its been only human who are members of the Five Swords." Blake spoke up.
"But I'm a Fa-"
"You a human as far as the student body knows… Sure you take in Faunus subordinates but still… You would've done a great deal more for your cause had you simply reached your station unashamed of your race. Who care what some raciest think anyways, that was the one thing I couldn't stand in Mistral." Blake looked down frustration clear.
He's right…
It was vexing to admit, but there was no flaw in his argument.
"Then I'm stuck aren't I, if I show my ears to the student body, I'll lose their trust…" Jaune sighed.
"You don't need to take things so seriously." He smiled.
"Just apologize for hiding from them, especially the Faunus who look up to you." Blake looked up at him.
"You actually believe they would accept that?" Jaune grinned.
"Hey give them so credit, you'd be surprised how forgiving people who care about you can be." He recalled Pyrrha and Team SSSN when his 'secret' came to light. Blake looked at his smile it was almost blinding how happy and sincere it was that you'd never think that yesterday she was trying to castrate him with how nice he was acting towards her. And a mix of his surprisingly pleasant company, support in her cause and secret and perhaps a large helping of her weary fevered mind made her cheeks redden like a tomato.
39.0
"Well… I guess I can't force you or anything but I really hope you'd consider it, it's a real shame after all." Blake avoided his eyes her cheeks reddening further.
Seriously… weren't you supposed to be dork…
"A-anyways! It would cause other problems as well, like when I go to Vale, plenty of the stores there are bias..." Blake grasped for excuses but Jaune recalled something himself at her words.
Oh right Vale.
"Oh yeah I kinda came here to ask, so my friends were telling me I needed a permission slip to go out of school grounds. Could you… y'know, give me one?" Blake turned to him eyes gaining back their fierceness.
So that's why he came here.
"What kind of request is that to make to me? Those slips are only given to our most well behaved students who have properly reformed. There's no way I'd give one to a unrepenting delinquent like yo-" Blake stilled as she saw his focused azure orbs that starred at her. He looked so focused and determined like nothing would get in his way. A shiver ran up her spine at his gaze, He'd proven to be stronger then her after all. Had he had the inclination to she very much doubted she could do anything in her current state.
Volume 4, Chapter 8, Page 23- NO! The hell am I thinking of that scene for!
"Wha, what are you thinking? Don't think just because I'm sick you I be beaten that easily." Jaune gaze remained.
Wow…
As his eye were locked on the cat ears above as they twitched and stood erect as if demanding his undivided attention.
So fluffy… Oum above I'd pay lien just to feel them… I bet there soft and warm.
Blake hardened her resolve then as she decided to go down swinging if that was what it'd come to.
"Don't think I'll fold easily Arc, anger won't help you case."
"Huh, wha? No its nothing like that I swear I was just looking at your ear- I mean, um… Oh right the permission slip! Come on Blake please, I swear I'll be on my best behavior, Arc's word!" Said faunus blinked put off by Jaune's sudden change in disposition.
"Regardless… I can't, besides even if I did think you were able to conduct yourself properly you'd still need permission from the other four as well." Jaune groaned.
"Man… what am I gonna do now, Pyrrha's definitely gonna wanna talk about Slave to the Sword second book…" Blake stilled.
"What did you just say…" Jaune looked to her confused.
"Huh?"
"You read Slave to the Sword?" Again he blinked not entirely sure what to say but as always quickly deciding honestly was always the best policy.
"Yeah… usually all me and Sun would read are comics and junk but Pyr kinda got me into a few books she likes. But being here now I can't really access her collection so I was thinking of heading to town early to grab some books… heh, I know lame bu-"
"It can't be helped then." The raven haired beauty thrusted a card out to Jaune a single stamp of five black spots filled.
"Whoa really?" Blake avoided his gaze her cheeks a tint red again.
Anyone who can appreciate good literature can't be all bad… Besides I'm sure Tuscon would love a new customer.
"Consider it a show of gratitude for the cake and soup… and I suppose an apology for acting so rashly." Jaune took the card with trembling hands raising it up high as if some kind of grand treasure as his eyes sparkled.
"That's way more than enough!" Blake folded her arms.
"It's nothing really." Jaune however disagreed wanting to show just how appreciate he was as he reached out taking her hands another wide smile plastered on his goofy face.
"No way that's super nice of you, if you need anything, anything at all seriously just ask I give my words I'll help." Blake was momentarily shocked by the abrupt actions and flustered when his hands took hers.
They're surprisingly rough and calloused…
Her eyes then lingered up to his face, so genuine and appreciative, his smile was almost infectious…
His smile…
Amber orbs looked to his smile then, before focusing on his lips, a faint memory of pressure came to her mind then and the taste of almonds, before all the heat rushed to her head boiling over making her faint.
40.0
She collapsed hard leaving a panicked Jaune to reach out to support her, he managed to grab her by the collar of her top but the strain was too much as her the upper buttons came undone popping off the clothing to reveal soft pale skin and the crevice of a bountiful valley.
The door opened as a all to familiar faunus entered her bunny ear erect as she gave a happy smile to her mentor while holding a thick soup.
"Lady Belladonna it's me Velvet, I request for the cooks to make you a sic-" The rabbit paused as she saw the scene before her as she saw her mistress in the most vulnerable state she'd ever seen. Her mentor was prone their breath heavy and her top exposed as 'that' man loomed over her! He noticed her then looking her way before his face paled the fluster on his cheeks utterly vanishing. Velvet was a shy girl, anger never came quickly to her, but there were always exceptions.
"You Mother Fucker!" Slamming her hand against the wall crushing the glass to a emergency button a alarm went off. Bars slammed down upon every window as the locked engaged on every girls room while Velvet drew her dust baton that crackled from the lightening dust loaded inside.
"I'll castrate you!"
Sno walked towards the dorms curious as her scroll went off, alerting her of a threat to the girl's dormitory, had a Grimm gotten loose or something?
"I'm telling you this is all just some big misunderstanding!"
"Shut up pig!"
The Schnee recognized Velvets voice and upon seeing the man she gave chase to she put to and to together.
"So that's the new delinquent swine that miss Belladonna failed to bring in?" A smile spread then.
"Sorry Velvet…" With a tap of her Scroll her locker descended opening to reveal a multi-purpose dust whip.
"But I'll be snatching this prize away from you, I the right hand of the Fair Blade Weiss, Sno Schnee." Jaune rushed away Velvet still hot on his trail.
"Calm down, I swear this is all just a misunderstanding I swear!"
"Be quiet you villain!"
Why me!
Jaune abruptly leaped back barely avoiding the end of a whip as it cracked against the ground before him. Turning he found a girl with skin pale like a ghost's and hair as white as snow, she looked to him with icy blue eyes a impish smile yet from it he certainly felt no goodwill.
"Well well, it would seem I was quite fortunate to run into such a opportunity, tell me are you not that detestable delinquent who bested lady Blake in combat? What was your name again Juan something?" Jaune groaned at hearing the mistake in name that'd followed him since childhood.
How many times to I have to correct people about this!
"It's Jaune, Jaune Arc, also its only polite to give your own name first y'know." The girl blinked before nodding.
"I suppose that's true, forgive me then Jaune Arc, I am the sole little sister of the Five Swords Fair Blade Weiss Schnee, Sno Schnee." Jaune blinked vaguely recalling that name from somewhere but not being able to pin exactly where he heard it before. Still looking at the girl he understood something, her pale skin, fair white locks, slender body or eyes like crystal ice…
She a real beauty…
"Get back here yo- Whitley?" Sno stiffened before turning red faced.
"For the last time its Sno!" Velvet quickly assumed position behind Jaune closing off his point of escape, however Jaune wasn't even considering that at the moment.
"Whose Whitley?" Again Sno stiffened her swirling whip stopping in her trembling hand that grasped its handle so tightly they somehow managed to pale even more. Velvet on the other hand didn't seem to notice or more likely didn't care towards Sno anxiety.
"That's Whitley, Whitley Schnee." Jaune blinked.
"Whitley, huh? That's a strange name for a girl." Velvt rose a brow.
"Girl, what're you talking about Whitley's Weiss's little brother," Said boy himself debated attacking the faunus girl in hopes of stopping her words.
"No! for the last time its sno!" Jaune however heard none of it as he looked to Whitley who glared at him still embarrassed.
"What is it pig!"
"So you're a…" He narrowed his eyes to focus, sure enough he couldn't find any hint of masculinity on the slender form. No all he saw was a lithe classic beauty currently glaring at him even as he looked south.
"What are you looking at swine!" Jaune looked to Velvet again.
"Are you sure? I don't think I've ever seen her- I mean him in the boys dorm." Velvet rolled her eyes before walking up to Sno who glared her way.
"Have you done enough Scarlat-" Abruptly the faunus girl slipped up the classic beauties skirt, the frilly dress fluttering in the wind. Jaune looked face still
Yep… That's a guy… First Ren and now…
Jaune pulled at his hair.
"Oum dammit! Not again!" Velvet nodded not exactly blaming the unruly transfer student for his shock but no sooner did a more serious cadence take her as she readied herself.
"But Whitley's orientation beside… I am the leader of the junior Five Swords, Velvet Scarlatina." Panic leaving her at the declaration a dust whip cracked behind Jaune as Whitley smiled much like a cat having found a plump slow mouse.
"Not for long Scarlatina, after 'I' defeat this pig that bested the soon-to-be former leader of the Five Swords you and Belladonna will be old news. Me and my dear sister will be alleviated to the leaders as is only natural of a Schnee." Jaune could practically hear the condescension dripping off each syllable but also pride.
Whoever this Weiss is, she has a hell of a little sibling admiring her.
A glyph formed beneath Jaune then flickering as Whitley struggled to manifest it before attacking with her dust whip that burned red. With a bit more strength Jaune leaped back from the pressured glyph noting its flicker.
He has bad aura control huh? Lucky me I guess.
Jaune smiled a bit of confidence back in seeing he was against someone fairly new to their semblance.
"Hey now, no need to be so bratty, and besides aren't you too little to be getting into whips?" Whitley glared.
"Watch your mouth pi-"
Aura crackled as a heavy blow of the baton fell unto Jaune, the weapon reinforced by aura and gravity dust. Velvet stood eyes looked on him with eyes cold and focused just like Blake, her semblance already allowed her to others fighting style as well as mix in others.
Dammit she's fighting just like Blake but there's something else in that fighting style of hers…
He recalled briefly a rather large man in the dorms named Daichi who could not pull off a skirt, it was like she mixed in his heavy blows. Velvet spoke then her tone flat as she focused on Jaune.
"Whitley back off this is my battle not yours."
"Hmph, took the words straight out of my mouth…"
"Um don't I have a say in thi-Whoa!" Jaune barely avoided the whip's crack and a baton thrown his way stabbing into the floor breaking through the cement. Without warning Velvet and Whitley rushed the former grabbing up her baton as she charged his way while Whitley readied another hit herself.
"Shut you mouth!" Jaune sighed at the two as they charged at him jumping back to gain distance as he pulled on his gloves.
Dammit its like babysitting two unruly brats.
On the rooftop Yang and Nora leaned back both winded from another fight.
"Geez Valkyrie you are one hard bitch to put down…" Nora smiled.
"Same to you Yangarang."
"So what do we do now?" Nora smiled widely.
"Duh pancakes!" Before they could go off though they heard it the clash of steel and cracks of a whip.
"Huh, guess Weisscream's lil sis is taking a shot at Jaune huh?" Nora peeked out smiling upon spotting them.
"Yep! Go Jaune-Jaune." Yang chuckled thinking Blake wouldn't much be pleased to see their resident Valkyrie cheer for a delinquent though she supposed if Nora was leaning towards the noodle.
"My liens on the pedo baits."
Jaune pressed a palm to strikeout but Velvet was all too quick to intercept with her baton, however by the time Jaune noticed it it was to late as Velvet shifted striking swiftly with the weapon as she swerved to the side and kicked out towards his groin. Jaune panicky erected a barrier that crackled against the hard sole of her shoe.
Geez, she didn't even show any hesitation, glad Blake didn't try that on me.
Velvet exhaled then and though he tried to strike while she was left open the crack of a whip against his barrier that exploded with fire dust forced him back as Whitley smirked smugly twirling his dust whip in threatening circles. Jaune forced a smile back as he looked to his torn collar.
"Well aren't we a naughty brat, miss Sno Schnee was it. Don't t go think that cute face will make me go easy on you." Whitley smiled back her ego just as bit stroked form his acknowledging her chosen name.
"Well well, it seems you can learn, perhaps your correction won't be as tedious as I'd hoped pig, no Jaune Arc wasn't it?" Jaune smiled back.
"Roll of the tongue, ladies love it aren't I right lil missy?" Before the flustered Schnee could answer Jaune shot towards her.
In the library several students studied before hearing the familiar sound of a whips crack.
"Oh Snos fighting."
"Should we go watch."
"He always looks so adorable with that cocky face while he's correcting men." Weiss huffed the smallest smile on her mouth as she studied.
"'sigh' noisy as ever, I swear why he choose a whip I'll never know." Despite her gripes smirked glad to see others view her little brother so favorably. Whitley was quite popular in Beacon, cute, smart and rich she'd admit to being a bit protective of him to keep gold mining harlots away from him. She looked out to the window curious how he must be fairing against Scarlatina this obviously being another of their little bouts.
Again her whip came crashing down barely missing the dodging arc before another crack of it came down but this time alongside a white glyph that sped it up.
"Wow!" Jaune ducked away but the end of the weapon scraped against his barrier, Whitley laughed.
"tired yet Arc, I could do this all day. Don't feel bad though after all…" A pressure hit him him as Velvet's baton came crashing down into his back aura manifested or not he felt the blow.
"You're facing the two best of the Junior Five Swords. There's no shame in losing here, in fact you should be praised for lasting as long in you have in a level 2 correction." Jaune blinked.
"The heck is that?" Velvet spoke up then.
"It's when two huntresses-in-training carry out a correction, nobodies beaten before so give up.." Whitley face grew more serious then.
"Except 'her'… that detestable Empress, only she's ever made it out of one before."
"Empress, good Oum girls are you telling me there another big shot in this school?" Velvet's fist clenched.
"She's a transfer student." Whitley continued.
"I believe she was the one who came here just prior to you actually… A rare female delinquent."
Unaware of it the very woman spoken of looked down to the scene of the three warriors in combat, her amber orbs regarding them as she sipped on her contraband red wine as fine as diamonds.
"Well isn't that a unique choice in armament, a whip too irregular to properly keep track of and with that thunderous crack most men would feel utter fear. Not to mention Belladonna's lil protégé, I can see how most males lost if they'd have to face those two let alone their mentors. However against Jaune…"
Jaune shifted out of the whips way leaving it to crack against the floor hard, the attacker herself grimaced.
"Scheiß-, he's too experienced, even though he can't predict my hits his reflexes are inhuman. Scarlatina go to the around behind him so we can trap him." Velvet frowned.
"As long as your swinging that whip it won't matter, I can't get close to him till you stop. If you'd just quit getting in my way we could've won already." As if to prove her point she rushed forward-thrusting out her baton the steel rod coiling with lightening dust only to be blocked and parried by the back of Jaune's fist. Velvet didn't waste a second though quickly disregarding her attack to raise up and swing down while Whitley shot out her whip again target clear on the nape of his neck where an electric shock would deal the most damage.
However they had failed to account for the fact that just like Whitley Jaune was a tactician too and had sprung a trap of his own. With an aura reinforced hand he reached out grabbing nor the shocking baton but Velvet's wrist taking a firm hold and proceeded to pull her in towards him. With a second wasted he swerved away from the whip shooting his neck's way and presented it with the faunus's arm. No sooner did it wrap around her wrist sending a shock through her forcing her to let go of the baton.
"Ah, Whitley!" Jaune quickly moved into place beside Velvet.
"Even if there's two of you it's pointless if you don't have synergy, all you did was make it easier for me." With a shift of his form his muscles exploded with aura and power sounding no different than a high caliber bullet he let loose an ungodly force upon the rabbit girl's side, sending her flying straight into a shocked Whitley. The two sat thereVelvet on top Whitley her both girls skirts a mess revealing the cloth underneath.
"Get off me Scarlatina!"
She gasped struggling to breath but finding the act a herculean feat as her ribs burned and legs trembled her aura having shattered all to easily against the other worldly force. A voice spoke out then, one that sent shivers down both junior's spines.
"Your mistake Bun was being to stand offish to cooperate its really more of an insult to me… and you 'miss' Sno are too inexperienced, after all a whip isn't really a weapon more of a torture tool and double that for team battles." Jaune shifted his hands into a claw like stance them cracking as he did so recalling how miss Nikos went about making sure he knew what to not do. His face shifted to one far to malevolent for a man, one Mrs. Nikos would be proud of.
"Now how about you senior teach you two a lesson about going to far with your pranks…" Velvet's shook, all of her senses were screaming at her to run for it, that before her was a predator like no other. Memories flashed then, of Jaune pinning down Blake, of his kissing her stealing her virtue and even in her own room no less… Blake was so much stronger than her, if he could do that to her what would she suffer?
No… I can't fight anymore… I'm helpless, I'm sorry Blake…
Tears fell from the bunnies eyes as she begun to cry like a girl half her age, but who would fault her in her situation. Right beneath her Whitley looked panicked.
"Velvet get off!" She looked up to her rival shocked to see the skittish but not cowardly faunus reduced to tears.
For her spirit to be broken, I-I have to do something…
Jaune stepped forward his body glowing like a pale sun striking fear into the boi.
What could I possibly do against something like that!
He swallowed in terror as the figure advance now recognizing the gap in their strengths.
If he'd touch someone like Belladonna what would he do to me!
Images from some rather risqué mistralian books came to mind making her tremble.
"I have to stay strong or sister would never let me li- 'sniff' Live it, live it…I'm scared, Weiss, big sister…" And like that the dams broke leaving the two in tears crying out for their respective mentors all the while women from around the campus watched the spectacle of Jaune towering over the two girls left in 'such' a position. Painting the blonde in a none to well light as they begun to throw obscenities his way.
"Wha?" A can flew by him as those above taking lunch took aim at him, he dock and weaved out of the way avoiding the many projectiles all the while the two juniors laid there crying.
"Whoa now, hold on you two, your seriously making me look bad."
I am not a pedobear!
In response all the two did was cry louder while the surrounding assault grew that much more intense.
"I'm the one who wants to cry here!"
Yang and Nora fell back laughing the later holding her gut as she struggled to breath while the brawler worked herself back to her feet taking the roof's fencing as support. Looking out she saw Jaune standing over the two panicked, not at all looking the delinquent he supposedly was… then again it didn't really matter.
"So that's the aura bullet that took out Blake huh? Geez man I saw it from start to finish and couldn't figure it out… Oh well guess it'll be his trump card if we ever fight." She smiled then.
"That is if Weisscream doesn't kill him first. After all nobody messes with Whitley and gets away with it."
Jaune made way to his dormitory still more then a bit drained mentally over the girls in his classes opinion of him.
Even Ren and Cardin gave me suspicious eyes…
"'sigh' Worse of all I even left my permission card in Blake's room… Dammit."
"You mean this?" He looked up finding Blake standing there said card presented in her outstretched hand the faintest smile on her face. Jaune smiled.
"Seriously you came here just to give me my permission slip, your awesome Blake." She huffed before tossing the card like a shuriken his way that unsurprisingly he caught the biggest smile spreading across his face.
"Thanks a ton Kitkat, here." Stretching out his own palm white exploded off it enveloping her running a pleasant feeling throughout her body.
"There that should make you get better sooner, hopefully maybe even as soon as tomorrow if your resilient enough."
It'd be awesome to have class with someone who doesn't look at me like trash… Anymore.
He walked off, or would've had Blake not received a call then, he looked back the faintest bit curious when Blake answered the device. He'd soon regret that as her face turned from curious to pale and then utter anger all of which was focused on him…
"Jaune Arc what did you do to Velvet and Sno!" Mouth opened struggling for words but found none as she seemed to grow that much more irate had she had Gambol Shroud he was sure they'd be locked in a deathmatch. Slowly from behind him Ren and Cardin begun to walk his way only to still upon seeing a irate Blake their, he looked to them pleadingly but no quicker did they turn away abandoning their fellow male to his cruel fate.
Traitors!
"Jaune Arc…" His spine tingled as he turned nearly jumping when he found Blake incredibly close to him her amber orbs locked on his own as she reached out seizing him by the tie.
"It seems I've been to lenient with you due to my condition."
"whoa hold on I swear it's not what you think me and those two squirts got in a fight is al-"
"Enough!" Jaune yelped.
"Yes ma'am!" She slowly inhaled before a letting out a long tense breathe as she gathered her resolve, she knew Jaune had good in him and even a bit of faith he wasn't as bad as he seemed even now as she calmed she found that report a but suspicious. Perhaps a less aggressive approach would be need… Yes.
"Listen up Jaune, I don't want to do this, however to ensure you don't do something like this again… I Blake Belladonna will be supervising you." Jaune flinched as hius smile visibly stiffened further.
"Yeahhh…"
You've got to be kidding me!
In the girl's dormitory the pleading tone of Sno could be heard as the young… huntress? In-training panted heavily 'her' form worn and exhausted near the point of no return as his usually pale skin glowed a healthy pink in the steam.
"Please sister… forgive me…" A weak plead left his mouth but she'd hear none of it, to act so carelessly as to lose to a mere boy. Some plebian not worth the clothes on his back no less.
"Come no Whitley I know us Atlesian aren't exactly accustomed to heat but even so you should last longer submerged. This is truly closer to training for you then a punishment." Her smile said otherwise, brother or not she was still a sadist at heart even if she was sweet towards her adorable little brother.
"No then hurry up, You must be submerged to your shoulders till you're finished with you counting." It wasn't her fault Whitley hadn't asked till what number. Whitley wanted to cry but resisted the urge knowing it would only encourage his sister all the while Weiss looked away as the showers coated her form in beads of steaming hot water. Her body the picture of that of a classic beauty, while her chest may have lacked her sublime form left little else to look down on. Whether it be her delicate features or the complete lack of fat, her taut stomach or even her firm supple rear.
Her hand were in her locks of snow-white hair that almost seemed to felt in the steam yet her eyes were cold and furious looking as if they might freeze the showerhead as she glared daggers in its direction yet her rage was to none so close but 'him'.
To hurt my little Whitley… Jaune Arc.
Teeth clenched as even the thought of the boy made her feel like wrenching, she'd not taken her little brother to Beacon with her to have him bullied by some uppity simple brute from Mistral!
I with have you pay in flesh and blood for your transgression you despicable cur…
A Schnee always paid their debts and Jaune Arc had gained quite a cruel one.
-The Next Day Male's Dormitory-
Jaune smiled bouncing in his seat like a kid in a candy store, and it wasn't just cause Ren had whipped up one of the best breakfasts he'd ever had before he left to apparently cook for his childhood friend. No his reason was much simpler Cardin hadn't been kidding about their smuggler as before him he held a thick copy of the Camp Camp comic compendium. More then ten issues in one package he couldn't ask for a better way to wake up.
"Man you're a nerd." Jaune looked up shooting Cardin a deadpan.
"At least I ain't in drags." Cardin sneered and Jaune smiled at the small victory before Cardin exhaled.
"The hell are you so calm for Arc, it's like you don't even get the kind of situation your in."
"Whaddya mean?" Cardin sighed.
"Idiot, are you forgetting the mess you got yourself in yesterday, you know when you harassed these two brats."
"Hey for the last time they started it!" Cardin shrugged.
"Don't matter, the Ice Queen won't see it that way." This earned a raise of Jaune's brow.
"Ice Queen?" Cardin nodded.
"Yep, Weiss Schnee the Fair Blade though that might as well be the most ironic name given to one of those five psychopaths. Remember that brat Sno, he's her little 'sister' same for Velvet with Belladonna. Seriously out of everyone you could've messed with you went and choose those two basket cases." Jaune chuckled.
"Man haven't heard that kind of nickname in a while." Cardin shook his head.
"Well that cause those twirps love using Buriburi Basket Torture." Jaune took a spit case.
"Are you serious?" Cardin smirked at the reaction.
"Now do ya get the kind of mess your in, hurting one of them would've been bad but at least we know you can fight on even ground against on Sword but you went a fucked with two." Jaune sighed before recalling what Whitley said during their bout.
"But y'know Sno said something about some chick named the Empress making out alive against the two of them right?" Cardin frowned at the name it giving him shivers as he recalled the unparalleled beauty that was no less terrifying.
"Yeah… that 'monster' was able to win those two… but, that was a exception."
"Monster? Don'tcha think that's a bit much Winchester?" Cardin shook his head.
"You weren't there, didn't see it, how she fought… No matter what those two did, what they pulled out or their semblances it didn't matter." Jaune regarded him his interest peaked.
"Nothing they threw at her broke past her defenses, she countered them instantly like a machine…" Jaune eyes furrowed the smallest hint of apprehension in him as he asked.
"What weapon did they use?" To Jaune dismay a horrid gut feeling Cardin shook his head.
"That's the thing, she didn't use one… Oh when she fought Grimm she used these glass daggers sure… but against the Swords. Nothing but her hands, I'd never seen a martial arts like it, her hands heated, so hot metal warped and melted." His tremble grew as visions came to mind, of Ash.
"I'm Ash, Ash Fall…"
A man slender and androgynous in looks, with hair like obsidian and eyes like molten gold…|
"Jaune Arc, become possession…"
The man who'd downed him and Pyrrha. Who'd ruined his body and left him unable to wield Crocea Mors not that he could've anyways after the smug bastard shattered the family blade.
"You have no choice…"
"When she struck it wasn't with fist or jabs or even grapples… No, they best way I can think to describe it is like, well…" It was a whisper, one that carried utter fear as he gritted his teeth.
"…Like a heated blade." Cardin blinked.
"Yeah, that's it, just like that." Jaune nodded very much not happy he was right.
"And… and you're sure this Empress is a girl?" Cardin frowned.
"Duh…"
"I mean like a real girl, y'know not like you…" Cardin frowned.
"Yeah, trust me a beauty like that isn't the kind of woman you forget… Are you okay? Arc? Arc!?" Jaune was not okay As he saw the scene again… of Pyrrha on the floor near dead, of countless underlings of 'his' left broken by him but what remained most vivid in his mind was Ash, of that man standing over him looking to her blooded finger in satisfaction… He felt his wounds burn and his breathing grew rapid and panicked as he begun to hyperventilate. The world was spinning and for a moment he thought he might not be able to leave the room.
"Juan Arc!" Thankfully a voice snapped him out of it calling out the single most annoying name confused for him that had followed his life. Quickly he rushed to the window slamming it open with enough force he was a bit surprised it didn't shatter.
"Hey the name Jaune got it! Sw-"
"Sweet, short and rolls of the tongue right?" Looking down Jaune saw a familiar face looking up at him a faint smile present and her bow tied up but unlike before tied around her ears instead of over them. He sighed.
Right she did say something about supervising me.
Begrudgingly he went downstairs to face his pseudo-parole officer.
Blake stood outside the dilapidated building looking up to the boy's dormitory.
Perhaps we should've discussed putting a bit of the budget towards the male's dormitory.
She shook off the thoughts for another time as one Jaune Arc left the building looking to her in slight annoyance.
"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes…" Jaune groaned.
"Look I swear it's not what you think if you'd just let me explain-"
"About what happened between you, Sno and Velvet? Relax, I spoke to her I'm not one to put much stock in rumors. And a good morning would be appreciated."
Thank Oum I practised restraint yesterday.
Jaune sighed relieved, before Blake stretched out her hand gesturing towards his schoolbag, without much complaint he handed it over letting the girl go through it. Her ears twitched about gaining his focus as he stared at the fluffy limbs just begging to be fluffed before shaking his head.
"Well it seems everything fine, a bit of a mess but nothing beyond that." Jaune sighed.
"Are we gonna go through this everyday from now on?" Blake rolled her eyes.
"Better than the alternative." He nodded supposing she had a point before he decided to ask.
"So you decided to show your ears." Blake stumbled for a moment before her cheeks pink by the slightest degree embarrassed.
"Well… I considered what you said last night and decided perhaps… you were right." He nodded genuinely happy for her and seeing his smile only made the huntress-in-training feel that much more complicated about the Arc.
"So what are you gonna like follow me around whenever I'm out of my room or something?" given a chance to leave the embarrassing topic of her ears she leaped at the opportunity and nodded.
"That's the idea." The two begun to make way to the school Jaune trying to wrap his head around this, usually he'd be over the moon for a girl like Blake to be giving him the time of day much less walking with him but under the circumstances he just couldn't feel it.
"But lie, isn't that an invasion of my freedom, I thought I made it clear that's important to us Arcs." She sighed.
"I can hardly leave you on your own to get in another fight.".
"Hey, I didn't start either of those!"
"No but you ended them which has a good number of students concerned, we can hardly leave a individual like you to his own devices." He wanted to cry but he supposed he'd caused enough trouble.
Guess I'll just shit up and bare it for now.
"So what about the bathroom?" Blake blushed.
"I'll have someone go in with you…"
"Please tell me that's a joke…"
"This whole thing is a joke!" Both stopped then at the crisp tone of a woman turning Jaune saw the familiar face of Whitley but was not at all paying attention to him as he looked to the girl beside the trap. Standing there was a girl who put what he thought of Sno's looks to shame, with fair skin like porcelain and hair was white as snow. Yet what drew his attention most was her eyes, a light blue like ice.
Beautiful…
"Who's that…" The girl's eyes bared on him her anger clear and while he'd admit he usually wouldn't mind locking eyes with such a looker Mrs. Nikos made sure he never let his guard down as he stiffened slightly, shifting his weight to ready to act. Blake sighed before her eyes narrowed on the uppity heiress.
"What are you here for Weiss, we already discussed this." Weiss eyes sharpened on the faunus then.
"Well clearly your over your head Belladonna." Blake twitched.
"What did you say?"
"Oh? Need I explain further, it's obvious your far to lenient with this savage boy." Jaune's eye darted to her hip and as much as he'd usually want to look at her pale thighs currently a he focused on the weapon strapped there.
Is that a rapier, with a dust barrel to, interesting…
Weiss's gaze then turned on the blonde in question as she pointed towards him.
"You, plebian!"
"Um actually its Jaun-"
"Hmph fine then Jaun."
"No its Jaune seriously don't call me that!" She ignored his plight however in favor of continuing.
"Are you not the one who desecrated out dormitory, after violating Belladonna a second time!" Both Blake and Jaune went red faced at the accusation.
"What!"
"Worse yet you even went as far as to try to devour Scarlatina and my dear Sno!"
"Now hold on I didn-" Before he could defend himself though Blake spoke over him.
"that's merely a misunderstanding Schnee, I can personally guarantee you Jaune isn't such a person."
Even if she held a doubt or two herself she had faith in the Arc house and perhaps even some in Jaune. Alongside the chance to show up the arrogant Schnee she couldn't speak up fast enough.
"However Jaune accepts that he does share some fault in the transgressions that have occurred and is more than willing to reflect on it aren't you Jaune?" Shooting him a demanding look Jaune was all too quick on the uptake.
"Yeah, definitely, sorry about yesterday Sno…"Said girl looked away face red from embarrassment over yesterday's match.
"Now with that settled there should be no problem with me supervising him no other incident should occu-"
"Natürlich gibt es ein Problem, du dumme Katze! (Of course there's a problem you foolish cat!)" Weiss shook as her aura begun to bleed out.
"Du erwartest doch nicht, dass ich eine solche Vereinbarung akzeptiere, ich werde das nicht akzeptieren! (Surely you don't expect me to accept such an arrangement lying down, I will not accept this!)" Whitely quickly shoot up panic clear in his voice.
"Sister please calm yourself, you've worked yourself up too much that you switched to old Mantlese (German)." The heiress paused breathing deeply to calm herself no wishing to act embarrassing and give Blake anything to use against her or worse Yang and Nora…
"'cough' Thank you Sno dear, now where was I." Accusing icy blue landed square on Blake then.
"Haven't you been too friendly with that boy Belladonna, surely you haven't been corrupted by him have you?" Blake bristled at the heiress's suggestive tone.
"What!" Weiss's gaze hardened despite the blush on her cheeks though.
"I don't believe I stuttered Belladonna, ever since 'that' kissed you you've been acting exceedingly odd. It's obvious you've succumbed to 'its' masculine wilds…" Jaune felt his eye twitch.
So now she doesn't even view me as human…
Blake shook at her integrity being brought into question and by Weiss no less.
Of everyone of course it'd be a Schnee…
She knew Weiss's character, the girl was stubborn, there'd be little point in arguing with her once her mind was set on something. Which meant she'd have to uphold her duty as the leader of the Five Swords and remind Weiss of her place.
"Jaune, you should go ahead, it'd be troublesome if you were late to class don't want the students to have a even worse opinion of you." Jaune looked to her.
"Hey now, I might be new to this place but even I can tell her grudge is with me, I don't exactly like letting other's deal with my problems."
Oum know Pyrrha had to go through a lot before I let her help me…
Blake smiled however a hint of pride in her smile.
Don't misunderstand, I merely want to have a 'exchange' with Weiss and clear up some things, and men have no place in girl talk…
After all swordsman like me and her can say plenty through our blades.
Jaune sighed.
"Fine I get it, mom raised me better than to say no to a pretty girl." Jaune made his way out but not before placing a hand on Blake's shoulder his aura feeding into her, empowering the still fatigued Belladonna fresh from her illness. Blake for her part pinked a little at the cheeks for the consideration not all pleased by his little comment… not in the least.
"Just don't kill each other please…" And like that he was off shooting Sno a cocky smile that made her tense.
"Wha-what is it your brutish chimp." Jaune smiled despite how terrified he was for what he was about to say.
Mom will kill me if she heard me say this…
"Nothing, just thinking how I almost fell for another trap there, this school really has a lot of pretty boys after all, first Ren, then you and now the Fair 'Maiden' there too." Weiss stilled as did Blake though their reason were completely different. Jaune scratched his head knowing was putting the nail in the coffin with what he was about to say.
And she's so pretty too, I would've loved get along with her.
"But man glad you guys don't stuff your chest or anything otherwise I would've fell for it again."
Yep… I can already hear my sisters sharpening their swords…
"How dare you speak of my sister in such a way you swine!" Whitley's aura flared as several glyphs manifested much easier than the ones he used yesterday and from them three Beowulves formed.
Whoa, I thought his semblance was those glyph things that slowed me down.
While Whitley glared his sister turned to him her gaze meeting his, if Whitley looked to him with utter rage then her eyes conveyed complete hatred. Her gaze was like an icy storm and he really wished it wasn't so focused on him.
'snort'
Weiss turned meeting Blake who covered her mouth trying desperately to hold back her amusement at her fellow swords plight. It was quite entertaining to be on the observing end of Arc's taunts and strategy let alone benefitting from them. Now the question was whether Weiss would fall for it? Straightening up her face she spoke up.
"Allow me to make this clear 'Schnee' Arc is my subjugation target, not yours. I've pardoned your intrusion into my affair enough but should you try something again I will end you." Weiss smiled then yet no hint of goodwill was in her eyes.
"Oh now really, I'd quite enjoy seeing you try Belladonna." Her aura manifested as glyphs formed beneath her feet hastening her and seeing that Blake reached for Gambol Shroud.
"'sigh' I suppose this couldn't be avoid with someone as pigheaded as you." Weiss ignored her though drawing Myrtenaster its barrel rotating before coating the steels blade crimson.
"I was about to say the very same, now then enough talk I believe our steel will speak far louder than any words. Sno, allow me to handle this alone, be a dear and go prepare that swine for me while I 'entertain' my friend here." The trap nodded eager to please his sister and doubly so to enact punishment of the wretch who insulted his elder sister.
"Of course best of luck sister!" Whitley turned then rushing in Jaune's direction unaware she'd done exactly as he'd hoped. Weiss regarded Blake with a cruel smile as several glyphs manifested around her.
"This should be over rather quickly, then I'll have the pig regret ever coming here." Blake sneered rushing forward with a power downswing.
"Don't mock me!" However no sooner did Weiss shift faster than the eye could perceive, with the aid of her glyphs she was almost instantly at her side and smiled oh so cruelly.
"Now then miss Belladonna, Mach dich bereit (Prepare yourself)."
Jaune rushed through he area the crack of a whip at his heel and the snap of Beowulves maws at his sides as Whitley gave chase. Every once in a while, the summon would lung for him but he didn't even need an aura bullet to end the pups false life. Whitley's glyphs would manifest beneath to ensnare him with a great force but he'd quickly adapted to forcing through it reinforcing his legs with aura.
"Whoa now, looks like someone brought his A-game today, where was all this yesterday when you and bunny were ganging up on me?" Whitley smiled smug as ever.
"Don't underestimate me, now that its one-on-one things won't go as they did yesterday with Scarlatina out of the way!" Again her whip came his way but in response he smiled.
"Is that so… lets test that then." Without hesitation he took hold of his belt unfastening the strap and swinging it out in the Dust-Whip's direction catching the tool that wrapped around it. With a tug it was done as the boi was pulled towards him unable to move leaving him free to act.
"I told you yesterday didn't I whips aren't a very practical weapon, tangling around things far too easily. now then time for some payback. Tell you what I'm a nice guy so I'll be gentle so just grit your teeth and bare it for a second won't you…"
Assuming his position he readied his aura bullet, Whitley's eyes went wide but the reasoning was not towards the devastating attack but something far more intimidating for the Schnee Boi. Eyes widened as he gazed upon it before he grew faint at the sight of Jaune's 'Sword' passed out…
"King Taijitu… ugh." Jaune looked to the passed out boy confused before looking down and going wide eyes seeing his pants around his ankles.
"Oh brothers!" Reaching down he quickly brought up his pants his only saving grace being that he flashed the little brother instead of the sister who'd probably had run his lil Arc through.
"Geez, I forgot my boxers too, why'd Blake have to rush me…"
Well at least it's early enough so nobody was here to see…
Azure looked up towards the school's entrance finding somebody standing there, regarding him, her hair long locks of black like a waterfall of obsidian while her eyes an unforgettable amber that shone like molten gold… He'd never confuse those features that regarded him like he was already hers… the name left whisper spoken as if the name itself taboo.
"Ash…"
Blake fell to her knees, her body frozen in sections to the tiles beneath leaving her immobilized.
"Your no match for me Belladonna, least of all while still recovering like you are now, though I'll admit your aura is surprisingly thick today otherwise I would've broken you instead of freezing you to place." Blake sneer struggling to rise despite her frozen restraints.
"Schnee… wait!" Weiss smiled coolly.
"Feel free to come after me once you've thawed…" A glyph formed beneath her as she sped off like a bullet her aim clear and target long decided.
Sweat trailed down his brow as he looked to her, his legs shook while his muscles tensed unsure whether he should fight or run for the hills. But fear hadn't stopped him from attended a hunter school, risking initiation for Haven or fighting Ash before. Jaune Arc may feel fear but he was no coward. A step towards her was all he could manage but it was enough giving him the courage to call out to her.
"Hey! Are yo-"
"Stay back." Her tone was like the wind whistling soft but sharp and though it was a higher pitch it was all to familiar but even had it not been those eyes. Those eyes that looked deep into one where undeniably the same ones that demanded his fealty and looked down upon his ruined form, and that aura pure, natural and cruel.
"I won't repeat myself, don't come a closer Jaune Arc, that's an order." A chill ran through him at his name coming from her lips. However despite himself he couldn't help but smile, why? Simple, because he was sure…
"… You really are him aren't you? Since when were you a chick Ash?" It was only a moment, a twitch but it was enough, she'd reacted and nothing she'd say would convince him.
"I am Cinder, not this 'Ash' you speak of… as for your second query, I've always been a woman… Now stay back otherwise I will 'behead' you." He smirked.
Is that suppose to scare me… Heh, guess you think I'm too scared to do anything huh?
His fist curled as aura begun to seep into it a smile came, nervous, fearful… excited.
"Its cool if you wanna deny it, I just beat the truth out of you and have you apologize to Pyrrha!" Her eyes narrowed before she turned away her hips swaying and for the slightest moment he could swear a blush was on her face as her glass heels clacked away.
"Nah uh, I ain't letting you go that easy Ash!"
"You degenerate!" Jaune stilled at the shrill tone and turned.
Oh wow it's the Snow Angel… What was her name again?
Weiss glared before going red faced.
"What is wrong with you you savage! Dressing in such a way, have you no shame!?"
"Wha?" He felt it then, the cool breeze… beneath his knees and no sooner did his face pale as he looked down to see his sword unsheathed and ready for action.
"Oh Gods! What I swear this isn't what it looks like you gotta believe me!" Weiss quickly covered her face.
"Um Himmels willen, sieh mich nicht an, du Schläger! (For the love of Oum don't face me you brute!)"
What in Oum's good name is that thing and why is it so erect!
Why! Why is this happening! And why am I excited, I really don't wanna think about what that says about me!
It was then Weiss heard it, whimpering, turning towards it she found Sno on the floor pale as a ghost.
"Whitley!" Quickly she rushed to him checking him over for any wounds and thankful; to find none.
"Big Taijitu, scary…"
"What, what did he do to you?!" everything clicked then, Arc's state of wear, Whitley's clear distress and her teeth gnashed. Jaune looked back to where Ash had been for only a moment but that proved almost fatal as a bolt of lightening shot his way him barely managing to avoid its trajectory. Turning he saw a sight that would haunt him to his grave as Weiss stood their pale blue orbs fixed upon him as aura seething in a most unpleasant way.
"You…" His spine tingled at her tone as she rose her dust rapier his way.
"For what you've I will castrate you… and feed you to the Grimm." Jaune groaned.
Come on!
In the school kitchen on little reaper sat enjoying a literal mountain of cookies the biggest smile on her face. She had her book ready fingers along its pages ready to begin reading. She sighed, she missed comics, but Braille was decent enough. She wanted desperately to open her eyes but miss Peach had warned her about straining them… She heard it then, the cries of the wind and shuffling of feat below.
"Oh, that sounds like Weiss and… To heavy to be a girl, is that the new guy?"
Jaune shifted away just out of Mytenaster reach, each time only narrowly avoiding the painful steel's bite. However despite his best tries while he could barely manage to avoid the edge of it Glyphs would manifest on him slowing and restraining him and no sooner would he blade strike.
Aura gave to reinforced steel her glyphs graphed on the metal blade increasing the speed of her thrust and weight of her blows. Finally a blow landed before he could reinforce his barrier digging deep into his his raised pale blocking it from piecing his head.
"Damn, what the heck, trying to kill me there?" His smile was nervous but hers was not as she swung her rapier letting his crimson stain the floor.
"No of course not… Though I will make you wish you were dead Arc. " A weak chuckle escaped him.
Oh man she's pissed… And if that wasn't bad enough she uses piercing attacks so Corcea Mors won't be any use, dammit I don't know anything about Atlesian swordplay either.
She launched for on a glyph seeming to almost skate across the floor and faster than most could perceive she thrusted out Myrtenaster once more. He acted to block her blade managing a parry only for a small controlled glyph to manifest warping the steel to curve and piece him from behind.
He grunted as a new wound was made and in that moment of shot she capitalized thrusting out again running his right shoulder through. She smiled at him, even now his aura worked to mend his wounds far faster than any other.
"Well now, it appears if nothing else that your semblance is worthwhile, perhaps once you're a eunuch you could be made into a capable manservant, from what I hear your quite the baker after all." In any other circumstance the smile across her face might have had him blushing but right now he was to focused on trying to perceive her next move.
"Dammit even if I knew anything about fencing I got no way to counter her curving her blade with those glyphs." She smiled.
"Oh, at a loss for words are we pig, well I hope you don't expect me to slow down." Again, her glyphs manifested and she darted forward thrusting like lightening striking his barrier time and again, cracking it until finally it gave after she kept focused on a single spot. Before he could truly prepare himself, she was on him hitting him time and again with jabs that broke the skin and muscles. He stumbled back pained but ready to continue assuming his martial stance.
Crap, I'm playing to all her strength her, she moves to fluidly and strikes just as fast…
He manifested and boosted barrier as he formed his aura bullet deciding to try his luck and stomped forward. Eyes narrowed on him as he shot towards. A glyph formed beneath his foot making him unbalanced which was the exact type of opening she needed. Jaune erupted from his back as Myrtenaster buried deep into his back barely missing the spine.
Weiss's smile grew as she watched the helpless man fall to a knee despite his aura quick at work to heal his other wounds Myrtenaster's edge stayed in preventing it from healing.
"It's almost like facing a Grimm, except you are far less resilient."
All I need d is continue to whittle away at your strength as the pain does the same for you mind one small blow at a time, your aura is being used fast and soon you'll be out then its only a matter of tiring you out. So like every other man I'll have you groveling at my feet…
He picked himself up to her slight surprise as his barrier formed pushing away her rapier but it was little matter he'd be on his knees again soon enough. Jaune didn't waste a second already figuring out Weiss's plan for the long game and went in for a blow. However, everytime he tried she'd strike her blade piecing his joints, muscles or nerves rendering his blow meaningless.
Dammit she targeting where it'll hurt so I'll flinch and give her a opening.
Weiss giggled.
"You keep trying the same old trick, how disappointing, I was under the impression you were supposed to be some kind of threat, but it would seem Belladonna greatly over estimated you." Jaune breathed heavily he just had to make sure… He charged again and she quickly changed stances weaving under foot and striking upwards hitting his chest dead center.
"Ugh!"
"Hmm, if nothing else you are resilient… through that'll only get a one trick disgrace like you so far." Jaune gritted his teeth but Weiss misunderstood this for frustration when in reality it was to hold back from smiling.
Okay, its time, all or nothing, come on lady luck you been my pal for a year now how about a bit more love!
Jaune rushed forward his fist glowing as his barrier receded, seeing this Weiss smiled.
"Oh risking it all are we! My… Aren't you quite the arrogant one!" Several glyphs formed over Myrtenaster then before she shot forward.
I'll be ending this pig!
The edge broke through his shirt piecing through the it and making Jaune groan and by extension the heiress smile. However when she realized it it was already far to late…
There's no blood!
A hand shot out grasping Myrtenaster blade the hand reinforced and far stronger than her own grip while the other tore open his shirt to reveal his trump card. The Camp Camp compendium now glowing an intense white as his aura reinforced it blocking her weapon's edge.
"You gambled that I'd go for your stomach!" Jaune smiled.
"you've been calling me pig this whole time figured you go for the soft underbelly; guess I was right."
Thank Oum Blake didn't give me a pat down.
Weiss sneered knowing she wouldn't be able to get Myrtenaster out of his grip but it was no matter all she need do is take distance and command her locker here to retrieve her spare. Her glyph manifested beneath her ready to repel the heiress only for her to abruptly glow bright white and lose control as her aura suddenly expanded.
What!?
Just as she readied to take control of the power it shifted back startling her again before expanding once more leaving her hopeless to focus on it. Before she could even grasp her situation, she felt it, a palm on her abdomen that burned the same bright white. A deep breath followed by what sounded like the loading of a high caliber bullet was all she heard before a immense force struck her sending her flying into the nearest wall. Her aura shattered and she fell forward on her knees.
"Thank Oum, for a second there I was worried you were going to catch on that I was baiting you."
"Baiting me!?"
"well yeah, you don't think I was seriously dumb enough to try attacking you over and over again like that do you? Nah I was just making sure to lower you guard and not think I could do anything. Guess you a bit to arrogant huh?" Weiss sneered.
"Ruhe, du Biest! (Silence, You Beast!) Just kill me I refuse to be toyed with by you!" Jaune however paid her no mind as he looked through his comic frowning.
"Oh man you got all the way to the commentary page! Geez that was close…" Weiss felt seethed.
"Are you even listening to me!?" Jaune turned.
"Huh?"
"Do whatever you desire but I swear the second I see an opening I'll kill you!"
"Um, what are talking about?"
"Are you deaf! I said don't think I will merely give up and allow you to devour me you fiend! I'm not as weak willed as Belladonna!" Finally Jaune seemed to piece it together and his face went red.
"Whoa whoa, hold on! No way am I doing that to you!"
WHAT!
"Are you suggesting I'm not worth defiling when Belladonna was!?" Thoughts shot through her mind on what he could mean and the more she thought about it the more humiliated she felt.
He laid his hands on Blake and even her underclassmen not to mention Whitley! What could I lack that those three don't!
Insecurities begun to crop up, of men aiming squarely for her name and few for her beauty? While her sister Winter garnered the eyes of all the surrounding making her feel quite lacking by comparison, even among the Five Swords she was the least… 'developed' among them. Even Ruby had a larger chest and she was as old as Whitley! Yet here he was refusing her when he took such joy in ravishing Blake… She'd rather die then this!
"Hurry up and quit with the act pig! Go on do what you wis-"
"Hell no!" Weiss stilled as azure looked into her icy orbs before she begun to shake, recalling all the praise Belladonna had received, the acknowledgment from the student body, teachers and staff… again she was being looked over for her.
"Why, what do I lack that she has… is it my breast or height?" Jaune looked away, still confused about all this but none the less feeling a pang of sympathy for the girl, after all nobody understood inferiority complexes better then him.
"It's nothing like that, you 'sigh' Your beautiful… Breathtakingly so… but, I won't be coerced into doing 'that' Especially with a girl who just knocked her head against the wall like you did when you hit that wall."
"Es ist mein Verlust (It's my loss)." Jaune sighed not really knowing what she said but understanding a downed opponent when he saw one.
Oh right!
"Hey if you wanna get some sort of penalty for losing how about you give me your stamp of approval for going out." Weiss looked up at him shocked before she could retort she saw it however, his card with Blake's stamp. Seeing it a smile came to her alongside a plan to gain back some of her lost honor.
"I do have it on me actually." Jaune smiled.
"Really, thanks a ton, and here I thought you'd be unreasonable." No sooner then the words left his mouth did she act unbuttoning the top three on her collar exposing her modest cleavage and proceeding to stuff the stand between her pale hills of flesh. Jaune froze while Weiss smiled crossing her arms beneath her chest to exemplify them.
"Well then, go on a take it!" Any reason left the heiress as he mind spiraled while Jaune himself blushed like a madman.
Prove to me your nothing but a pig!
He swallowed his hands shaking, she was a beauty after all and a chance like this would probably never come around for a guy like him again… Slowly his hand reached out and seeing it the heiress smiled glad her thoughts were proven true until his other hand came shooting out seizing his wrist with a death grip. It hurt but it was just the kind of shock he needed to snap out of it.
Dammit, must be the blood loss.
"Heh, yeah no way, sorry but no dice Snow Angel."
I don't even want to think about what mom and my sisters would do if I acted like that.
Weiss looked at him before reason slowly begun to return to her.
What am I doing!?
Quickly she fixed her state of wear.
"apologies, it would appear I had a lapse in judgement." Jaune blushed rubbing the back of his head.
"Y-yeah, don't sweat it Snow Angel." Weiss blushed.
"What did you call me?"
"Oh sorry, just sorta came to mind, I'll stop." Weiss's cheeks burned.
I've never met a man like him, he's nothing like those suitors in atlas or any other delinquent I've seen…
"I suppose I could allow it, I'll consider it my punishment for losing to you." Jaune sighed before looking to the stamp in her hands remembering where it had been.
"So, you mind 'giving it to me' It won't take long after all."
"What did you say!" Jaune and Weiss froze as Blake stepped forward her form thawed out and currently seething aura with a ominous pressure.
"I take my eyes off of you and you do this…"
"Wait I swear I can explain!"
Gods dammit why is that becoming my catchphrase!
"That's it…" Blake took a firm hold of Gambol Shroud drawing the blade extended by malevolent purple aura…
"I'll Castrate you!"
"Why, every time!"
Cinder sat before a statue of similar to the one atv the fountain, a huntsman and huntress facing Grimm. He mind wonder then on him, on Jaune, and his… length. Cheeks heated shamefully making want to sneer, had she just ran away? Of course not but it certainly looked like such.
She looked to her palms recalling that day…
How he fought with that blade, like a hero straight out of legend tearing though her men's aura while his amplified barrier endured any attack they could give. Pyrrha may have been called the Invincible girl but his name that'd spread through Haven was no less impressive Unstoppable. And he lived to that moniker quite well.
She wanted him, his blade, skills and semblance at her disposal, not matter the cost and yet…
"This is your last chance, become min-" He refused her, his families blade swung down on her, it was all to easy to counter, a flip of the wrist at her highest heat and the blade shattered.
"'Sigh' a pity, I would've preferred to use you well instead of brake you…" Her hand rose, her finger's tips glowing a bright orange as the surrounding air around them distorted and sizzled. A single strike through his heart, that's all she'd need. But that was far to merciful, she aimed with precision, tearing each muscle he trained to wield that heirloom expertly so they'd not heal correctly, she'd take what he held the most pride in, then he had her permission to die.
He fell to his knees and even now that spark that intrigued her so shone in his eyes, that spark she desired. She seized him by the collar making him look up to her.
"I will not ask again… Become mine, you have no choice." He breathed heavily as he glare at her before a smile came to his face.
"After what you did to Pyrrha, not on my life…"
Fool…
"Then die Jaune Arc…" She struck for his heart done with games, if he'd not be hers, he'd be nothing… He fell down to her feet, where he belonged, a pity she'd have shown him great favor had he'd obeyed. Now though he wasn't even worth licking her shoes… However seeing those eyes that looked to her even now as he stood between life and death she smiled raising her blood smeared digits to her mouth just before the teachers could show…
She sighed at the memory, she'd honestly still was impressed he'd survive that bout, it brought a smile to her face. Truly he was exceptional. Still though… Why had she not gone for the head and ensured his dispatch? She reached to her chest that for the slightest moment ached at the memory.
Could I be…
She left her seat before turning eyes burning amber and claws formed glowing scarlet.
"No." He buried her hand into the statue, her hands sinking in as if it weren't even there.
I refuse to acknowledge somebody who disobeys me…
His image came to mind again and her eyes narrowed.
"Jaune Arc… the next time you stand before me I will end you."
-The Next Day-
Jaune opened the door to the boy's dormitory to see two figures standing there.
"My word this place is a dump, how you savages live in such conditions is beyond me."
"We really should discuss spending a bit of the budget on the boy's building. Oh Morning Jaune." He looked up finding Blake there again but that he had figured would become the norm, the second girl on the other hand…
"Hmph, so your finally awake, I swear can't you at least try to wake up on time." Jaune yawned.
"School doesn't start for another hour…" The heiress ignored him as she turned away expecting him to follow and despite his better judgment he did knowing a stubborn woman when he saw one. Blake however was not of such a disposition.
"Why are you here anyways Weiss." Said heiress looked to Blake like she was particularly dull.
"I believe I explained such yesterday did I not? Yesterday was a test, seeing as Jaune resisted my charm surely any rumors of him lusting after you would be false by default." Blake sneered.
"What's that supposed to mean."
"I'd had hoped it had been quite obvious… Regardless with that settled I still gave him my stamp and must take responsibility. Which is why I will be supervising him to ensure he doesn't act out and properly correct him."
"And I already said that wasn't necessary, he's my responsibility Schnee."
"And as I said I question your ability to reign him in!" The two went off into another argument no different then yesterday, and while he was sure he should be happy to have two beautiful girls walking him to school he couldn't help but feel troubled…
Why me?
And done, whew that was a bitch to right, I always feel sorta bad though when I write a parody, after all I chnage the characters I place the members of Ruby inusally trying to blend them togetrh take Nomura for example. I couldn't make JAuen liek him or he'd lose what made him Jaune so I tried to make the situations the same but change the reaction to fit Jaune... With him only being cocky during hope you liked it. Heres what I've changed for the Waifu fic so far open to suggestions still.
An Unlucky Arc?'
01. Summer Rose, Female
Semblance: Blink (Allows her to teleport within line of sight)
Mother: Ruby Rose
God Mother: Penny Polendina
Weapon: Crimson Eclipse = Twin Short Swords connected by strings that can combine into a bow.
Moniker: The Scarlet Arc
Goal:
02. Nicholas Schnee II, Male
Semblance: Schnee Family Semblance + Aura Amplification (Assimilated into the Schnee's hereditary Semblance)
Mother: Weiss Schnee
God Parent: Klein
Weapon: Honor & Glory = A Multi-Action Dust Bastard Sword & Claymore he duel wields with his semblance as support.
Moniker:
Goal: To lead the SDC.
Extra: Respects his uncle Whitley who declared him his heir, enjoys playing the piano and is a certified genius.
03. Shade Belladonna, Male
Faunus Trait: (Black) Cat Tail
Semblance: Shadow Force (Shade can dive into, teleport through shadows, can restrain individuals in the same shadow as him but cost aura.)
Mother: Blake Belladonna
God Parent: Sun Wukong
Weapon: Wilt & Blush
Moniker:
Goal: To become the High Leader and fight for better relations between Faunus and humanity.
Extra: Uses Adam's weapons because he won't forget the plight of what hate can turn people into. He hopes that another 'Adam' will never be made again (By the racist injustice)
04. Yin Xiao-Long, Male
Semblance: Combo Star (each blow to a target doubles the damage dealt, resets upon striking a different target or not continuing his attack)
Mother: Yang Xiao-Long
God Parent: Saphron
Weapon: None
Moniker:
Goal : To support his siblings.
Extra: Developed the Aura Bullet technique (Arm Huntress Machiavellism). Yin never sought to learn how to wield a blade... he was a blade of humanities strongest Martial family and house of heroes. And he would cut anyone down who aimed for those he cherish.
05. Theo Arkos, Male
Semblance: Full Counter (Can redirect any attack but requires precision.)
Mother: Pyrrha Nikos
God Parents: Nora & Ren
Weapon: Parvus Mors (Tiny Death) = A short sword
Moniker: Unbreakable
Goal: To defeat his cousin Adrian Cotta-Arc
Extra: He is extremely talented painter and sculptor. he is his father's son and his mothers pride. A shield like his father and a invincble like his mother. If it was to protect others he'd become 'Unbreakable'.
06. Politan Arcwick, Male
Semblance: Permeation (Phase through Physical Matter)
Mother: Neo Politan
God Parent: Roman Torchwick
Weapon: Silence is Golden = A Staff rifle (Silence) that acts as a sheath for a estoc (Golden).
Moniker: The Phantom Menace
Goal:
Extra: As a child he scared his mother and father since he couldn't cry making them worried sick.
07. Ajit Arc, Male
Faunus Trait: Retractable Claws
Semblance: Over Critical (Constantly increases one's power and auric properties but the longer the form is assumed the more emotional and aggressive Ajit becomes.)
Mother: Sienna Khan
God Parents: Ghira & Kali Belladonna
Weapon: Retractable claws (Faunus trait)
Moniker:
Goal: to become the next Arc Patriarch
Extra: He is the oldest (First born) and heir to the Arc Clan, he takes great pride in his lineage of The Mightiest High Leader and the humanities heroes house that flow through his veins. Usually incredibly composed due to his god father's teaching but if uses semblance too long becomes very aggrieve and insulting. can create a auric blade on each nail (claw) making ten blades in total but only after over using his semblance.
08. Ace Bree, Female
Semblance: Division (Ace can make an exact clone but it divides her aura into the number of clones made. Only she produces more aura upon the clones running out they disappear, she does not get back their aura even when they vanish having to recover it naturally. Each clone acts independently of each other.)
Mother: Harriet Bree
God Parent: Marrow
Weapon: Legion = A flying storage unit holding multiple firearms for her and her clones
Moniker: The Arc's Ace
Goal:
Extra:
09. Grace Arcwitch, Female
Semblance: Guardian (Can produce auric barriers of all shapes, sizes and structures, can manifest her barriers anywhere she chooses as long as its within eyesight.)
Mother: Glynda Goodwitch
God Parents: Professor Port and Oobleck
Weapon: Hunter's Dream = A Multi-Action Dust Saber
Moniker:
Goal:
Extra: A excellent singer and genius.
10. Jasmine Malachite Arc, Female
Semblance: Steal (Enables Jasmine to 'Steal' physical objects, or parts of her target, without making any actual or direct contact. 'Stealing' Jasmine to grab and pull allowing her to stop the usage of equipment during a battle)
Mother: Miltia Malachite
God Parent: Hei Xiong
Weapon: Green Widow = A pair bracers with foldable pair of claws and low caliber guns and bladed heels.
Moniker:
Goal: To Run her Grandmother's (Lil' Miss Malachite) business
Extra: Loves spiders. Can 'Steal' bullets from the air and hearts from grimm killing them. (can't steal from a body with aura until its depleted.)
11. Jade Malachite Arc, Female
Semblance: Bruiser (When Jade attacks she deals an additional blow as if she struck again instantly, she can choose where to apply the added attack or let it apply at random.)
Mother: Melanie Malachite
God Parent: Hei Xiong
Weapon: Pain & Pleasure = Dust infused Knuckledusters
Moniker:
Goal: To Run her great uncle Hei's gang.
Extra: Her bullies bullies. Applies her semblances blows unto the sensory organs of her enemies. (eyes, nose, ears)
12. Jasper Katt, Female
Faunus Trait: (Orange) Cat Ears
Semblance: Lightshow (A Generates lights streaks as she moves that can block or damage others, builds up as she moves becoming brighter and stronger)
Mother: Neon Katt
God Parents: Flynt Coal, Kobalt and Ivori (Team F(N)KI)
Weapon:
Moniker:
Goal: To become the next chief of Menagerie.
Extra: loves to dance.
13. Tyr Arc, Male
Semblance: The One (For 60 Seconds Tyrs invincible his aura readings, strength and barrier increasing fifty fold, after minute passes all aura is depleted. Can infuse dust into form, prefers fire)
The One: Ultimate (after The One has been used Tyr can manifest Ultimate, doubling The One's strength, every second shaves 24 hours of his lifespan)
Mother: Vernal
God Parent: Nora Valkyrie
Weapon:
Moniker: The One
Goal:
Extra: Is fouled mouth, quick to violence but has a heart of hgold and treseures his family and name as an Arc more than anything. Mother left the tribe for him when he was born with one Arm (Weak). First crush was his God Mother Nora, in love with Mei but doesn't think he's good enough for her. Has a complex due to his disability. Favorite hoppy his tea-making (Learned from Ren) His mother has no maiden name, a Arc is all he'll ever be... And be couldn't be prouder.
Lie Mei Valkyrie (Goes by Mei)
Semblance:
Parents: Nora Valkyrie & Lie Ren
God Parents: Jaune Arc & Pyrrha Nikos
Weapon:
Moniker:
Goal:
Extra: Likes Tyr but hates how dense he is
Lie Ullr Valkyrie (Goes by Ullr)
Semblance:
Parents: Nora Valkyrie & Lie Ren
God Parents: Jaune Arc & Pyrrha Nikos
Weapon: Fenrir = Dust infused battle axes with chains attaching them to his bracers.
Moniker:
Goal:
Extra:
Well thats all see you in a month everyone!
