AN: Before we begin I'd like to thank anonymous guest reviewer 'Mergo' for their flame in the last chapter as I truly needed that laugh. And that's my advice to other writers dealing with rude little trolls, just laugh, and laugh, and laugh.

AN2: Also before we continue I want to point out something about Harry's mask. Everyone keeps saying he's using it despite its connection to the white fang but keep in mind I openly said that he only recently got it and that Adam only stole the mask a few months prior. The white fang grim masks are a newer development in this fic and his is vastly different in color. But I am planning on having Harry give it some upgrades to make it look more like Raven Branwen's mask.

AN3: I'm also making it so that this portion of the story, the 'Jaundice' part, takes place a week after the first day of class instead of a few weeks.

AN4: One last thing is that I want to make it clear that I'm not going to be really 'bashing' Pyrrah in this story but she isn't going to be the perfect little Mary-Sue character she was in canon.

A Grimm Huntsman

Chapter 8

-Harry-

Frowning he watched the fight in front of him, Jaune Arc against Cardin Winchester. It had been a week since the first day of classes, and things were finally starting to settle down around campus and the rest of his year began sizing up their classmates to develop the pecking order. Among his year there were four students who seemed to be on the rise as the 'alphas' of the class.

The first was Pyrrah Nikos, the Untouchable girl and a champion fighter who bore a somewhat disconcerting resemblance to his mother…only in skimpy armor. She seemed friendly enough when they talked and he had no doubt of her skill but he still felt that something was…off about her but he couldn't place his finger on it exactly.

The second was himself incidentally enough, with his semblance and performance so far it was hardly surprising. The rest of the students at Beacon had mixed opinions about him ranging from respect to disgust. Some, like Weiss, hated his very existence and saw him as no better than a Grimm or a Faunus due to his powers. Others looked at him with respect for his abilities, knowing that he could be a good fighter against both Grimm and human terrorists or criminals such as Torchwick.

The third was Weiss who was actively trying to become the 'leader' of their year. Her influence came not from talent, although she did have enough to be a little above average, but from her family's wealth and power. The people that flocked to her were ones that were either hoping for hand outs or an in with the Schnee Dust Company for a possible job if being a huntsman failed.

The final contender was the one fighting Jaune, Cardin. Cardin was a contender only through brute strength and his loud voicing of anti-Faunus opinions. Other than that the fool was dumb as a brick and was severely lacking in most skills a warrior would need.

That lacking was what was confusing him right then as he saw the bigger student dismantling Jaune in the fight. He knew about Jaune's transcripts, hell all of the staff did as well, but he also knew that Jaune was incredibly smart and a tactical genius along with having a great deal of potential for fighting even if it was untrained. His attention was brought back to the fight when he saw Cardin knee Jaune between the legs and prepare to bring the mace in an overhead crushing blow on Jaune's skull, despite Jaune's aura having just gone into the red, when Goodwitch stopped the match. Ruby, Pyrrah, and Ren had to physically hold back himself, Yang, and Nora when Cardin openly stated he wanted Jaune to die and be eaten by Grimm.

"Now class I believe we have time for one more fight. Are there any volunteers?" Goodwitch asked once Nora and Ren helped Jaune off of the combat stage.

"I'll fight." He said, standing up and getting whispers of eagerness from his classmates. Goodwitch's combat class was a daily course but he had yet to fight in it.

"Very well Mr. Potter, is there anyone specific you wish to fight?" the professor asked although he could tell she knew who he would challenge.

"Cardin." He stated, his eyes cold "And to make things fair on him I'll even avoid using my flames or dragon form, just one of the practice weapons."

"Well…Mr. Winchester still has full aura reserves so I'll allow it." Goodwitch nodded while he moved to the stage and picked up a basic longsword. The practice weapons were simple ones without any dust enhancements, upgrades, or guns to allow people to simply work on their form.

"Taking down one of the animals that got let in here? Gladly." Cardin said with a sneer, readying the Mace with a red dust crystal in it.

"Begin!" Goodwitch called out causing Cardin to move to attack, swinging the mace in from the side, the red dust crystal gleaming from his mace. Reacting quickly he used a reverse grip on his sword to stab his blade between the gaps of Cardin's mace head, twisting it to the side to throw aside Cardin's attack and put his opponent off balance. Leaping back, and pulling his sword free, he took on a different stance, mentally grateful to the fact that he had taken up swordplay as a hobby after the chamber incident in his old world.

"You filthy little freak!" Cardin snarled, charging at him before slamming the mace down onto the ground, sending a wave of fire out of it and at him. Leaping up into the air he flipped over the fire, using his height to enter a spin to give some extra momentum and power to his blade as he brought it down onto Cardin's weapon, his blade digging into the metal of the mace head. Pushing off of his opponent he flipped back and glanced at the screens above them, noting that Cardin had lost some aura while his was completely full. Running forward he began to rain blows down on Cardin, chipping away at the bully's aura with every stroke until, with a Sparta Kick, he sent Winchester flying back and put the punk's aura in the red.

"Winner, Mr. Potter!" Goodwitch called as his friends cheered him on for the victory, even a tired and battered Jaune cracking a grin at Cardin loosing like that. An hour later they were all in the cafeteria and enjoying lunch while most of the group was simultaneously attempting to give Jaune a pep talk.

It wasn't going well.

The problem was that Jaune didn't feel like he belonged at Beacon, that forging the transcripts had been a mistake and the blonde knight was worried about being found out and sent home in shame. As the group began trying to get Jaune to admit that Cardin was a bully he noticed the ass in question was pulling on the ears of a Faunus girl, the jerk's team laughing along at the action.

Scowling he set his tray down and marched over to them, grabbing Cardin's wrist before the shit stain even realized he was there. "What are you-ARGH!" Cardin tried to ask only for it to devolve into a scream of pain when he began squeezing on the wrist he was holding.

"Now," he growled, low and furious as his face became sharper, "I know you weren't just assaulting one of our classmates…were you Cardin?" he punctuated the statement with a sharper squeeze, bringing a whimper out of the bully while said bully's team was left gaping.

"I was treating her like she des- AAAAAH!" Cardin tried to snarl but cried out in pain again as he gave a sharper squeeze, feeling the bone straining somewhat as both he and Cardin knew that another good squeeze could break the wrist.

"Listen to me Cardin, and listen well," he hissed low so only the scumbag could hear him "I don't want to see or hear of you doing anything like this again or else I'll make it my personal mission in life to beat respect into that thick skull of yours. Am I clear?" Once Cardin let out a rapid, albeit shaky, nod he let go getting a grateful nod from the bunny Faunus before he returned to his team.

Later than night he sat on the roof of the dorm building, staring up at the stars and trying to unwind from the long day. As he lay lost in thought he heard footsteps on the balcony bellow him and looked down to see Jaune and Pyrrah. He sat in silence, overhearing the conversation as Jaune admitted to forging his transcripts. He expected Pyrrah to support her partner, she seemed like she wanted to be tied at the hip to the blonde knight whenever he saw them, but her reaction surprised him.

Pyrrah looked at Jaune in shock, a look of betrayal on her face as she went on a mini rant to the knight about how she couldn't believe he would do something like that and a few other things before stomping back off to their dorm. Before Jaune could leave he saw Cardin climb up onto the roof, a sinister look on the bastard's face.

The moment he saw the bully he began recording the interaction with his scroll. "Well, well, well, isn't this a surprise. I never took you fur such a rebel Jauney-boy."

"Cardin please, don't tell anyone." Jaune pleaded, wide eyed horror on the Knight's face.

"Jaune, come on." Cardin grinned "I'd never rat out a friend like that."

"A friend?" Jaune asked confused before being put into a choke hold by the massive Cardin.

"That's right, we're friends now Jauney-Boy." Cardin said happily "And as long as you're there when I need you, we'll be friends for a long time." Cardin dropped a gasping Jaune onto the ground. "That being said, I really don't have time to do those extra readings Dr. Oobleck gave us today, think you can take care of that for me 'buddy'?" when Jaune didn't respond Cardin just grinned and moved to walk off, "That's what I thought. Oh, and by the way," here Cardin's voice grew cold "do whatever you have to do to get that bastard Potter of my back." With that Cardin dropped out of sight.

Waiting a moment he walked over to Jaune, "Hey man," he said softly, pulling the blond to his feet and helping him back inside "come with me."

"Harry?" Jaune asked confused as they reentered the building before a look of horror appeared on the blond's face "Did you overhear?"

"I did, both conversations." He nodded "But I already knew about the transcripts."

"Please don't…wait what?" Jaune was about to panic before looking at him confused.

"Ozpin knew they were faked the moment he saw them," he explained "but he was impressed at what you were able to do with technology to place the transcripts into both Beacon's systems as well as the systems of the school you said you came from. Added to that your 'health physical' was actually a test of how much fighting potential you had. Ozpin was impressed and knew that you had a good chance to be a great fighting huntsman as well as a new type of huntsman, one who can handle more technological terrorist type threats. He was going to give you a couple weeks to settle in before explaining this to you."

"Who else knows?" Jaune asked but he could see the worry beginning to leave the guy's face.

"All of the staff," he shrugged "that being said we're going to go see Ozpin right now."

"Wait what?" Jaune explained.

-Jaune-

"So," Ozpin said with a frown "Mr. Winchester has decided to blackmail another student and assault them. They had just shown the headmaster the footage Harry had taken and to say Ozpin was upset was an understatement. Next to the Headmaster Professor Goodwitch looked just as enraged.

"Um…sir," he spoke up hesitantly "could you explain more about what Harry told me earlier…about you knowing about my transcripts?"

"Of course Jaune," Ozpin agreed, taking a sip of coffee before explaining "the world is evolving Jaune. Technology has been taking massive leaps in the last few years and I know it's only a matter of time before people begin using technology to commit horrid crimes. The problem is that the defenders of Remnant, the Huntsmen, are mainly fighters used to put down Grimm or stop violent acts of terrorism, we don't have anyone to deal with a threat like that."

"Okay, with you so far." He nodded, able to comprehend the situation he was being given at the moment.

"But that's where you come in." Ozpin continued "You showed a great deal of technological prowess, your tactical skills are extraordinary for your age, and your physical abilities are exemplary. I wanted to train you to be able to handle this new type of threat along with being a traditional huntsman."

"But sir," he protested, "you've seen me in classes so far and in my fights, I'm doing horribly!"

"Yes, that is somewhat confusing." Professor Goodwitch said with a frown "Your tests we did before under the guise of a physical showed much more promise than you've been showing although your aura reserves are quite the sight. I wonder how your father reacted to it when he unlocked your aura for you."

"Um…my dad didn't unlock my aura professor, Pyrrah did." He said sheepishly causing the three others in the office to stiffen before groaning.

"Well at least now we know the problem." Professor Goodwitch groaned before explaining to him, "Miss Nykos doesn't have the amount of experience or training with her aura to fully unlock yours. I'd say that once the initial surge from it being unlocked faded it started to weaken your skills, make it hard to focus, affect your emotions, limit you."

"Can one of you unlock the rest of it?" he asked desperately.

"I can, come over here." Ozpin ordered before doing the same process Pyrrah had in the Emerald Forest. Where before it felt like being dunked in a tub of cold water with the rush now it felt like light and warmth were filling him up from within, coursing through his veins like fire as he gasped, looking down to see that he was glowing bright gold. "There you go Mr. Arc," Ozpin said with a smile "your reserves are even more impressive than they were before. Now, I would recommend that you go back to your dorm and get some sleep, tonight you'll end up getting a vision in your dreams about what your semblance is to allow you to begin training with it. And also be prepared, there will be some changes to the teams soon as Mr. Winchester has just spent his last day as a Beacon student."

AN: Alright people, that's a wrap. Before I leave you I just want to state that a bit more explanation for Pyrrah's actions will be in the next chapter. Also, I have an idea for Jaune's semblance but I would like suggestions in case anyone has any to offer.