CHAPTER 10! No, guys, none of the girls in Jaune's little harem are a 10. They all 11!

REVIEWS:

Jamieoeyes: You fucking called it.

Shadow Joestar: You bet more will come in the future. This is a fucking Harem for fuck's sake.

bwooodlord: First the dates, then we will start developing more steamy stuff.

During the same night that Jaune and the boys were having their meeting, so were the girls having their own little council. Granted, it wasn't only the Arc wives there, but also the Lie and Auburn wives as well, all gathered in the dorm's common room.

"Alright, girls! The council is officially opened!" Nora shouted aloud, striking a wooden mallet on the table. Well, time to face the music, for the spouses mobilized and gathered. "Now, onto the main subject: The date Plan of Fearless Leader! From what Blake has told us, Jaune is trying to woo his wives!"

"And he has already started" Cinder pointed out, sitting on a chair with her legs crossed. "And it was a pleasant evening in the end if I must say so myself"

"Our date was supposed to be in the library, but then...Adam happened." Blake added. Emerald, for her part, looked somewhat tense being near Blake knowing what she and Jaune did not too long ago. "And then...Well…" Her ears went down and she went a bit red, however, she knew she had to say it. They were, except for four exceptions, all promised to the same man. "I rewarded him afterward for getting rid of Adam…"

"Ooohhh! Juicy details!" Nora mused, leaning on her elbows and looking at Blake, the others fixing their attention on her as well. "Go on, girl, tell us how you rewarded your hubby! A kiss on the cheek? Food? A massage?"

"A...A Blowie." Blake sheepishly replied, to which everyone went blank. Emerald could be more relaxed now since it was no longer a secret.

"Woah, that is, like, very bold of you, kitty," Melanie said. "He goes and knocks your Ex down on the floor then you take a taste of his meat. Bold"

"Damn, Blake, what has gotten into you?" Yang asked curiously, to which Blake simply blushed and looked down.

"Oh please, everyone, you are making her feel awkward." Salem chimed into Blake's defense. "She isn't obliged to give us details. Even if I am a bit curious myself on what to exactly expect from him, alcohol be damned for making us forget, his plan is likely to help him get to know us better and for us to know him. Isn't it thoughtful of him to do it?"

"As if" Weiss replied bitterly. "I doubt he came up with the idea himself, and instead he had someone else come up with it for him. He is too much of an idiot to think of such a plan"

"Yet, it works," Cinder said. "Our date was pretty pleasant, even if we had some complications, for which I take the blame, and he was a gentleman throughout the entire evening. I haven't seen any desire to simply get into my skirt either, meaning his intentions are pure. And believe me, I know when a boy only sees a girl as a piece of meat"

"I wish Ren would take me out" Nora chimed in as well, then a thought struck her. "Maybe I could ask him to do it? It doesn't need to be the guy who always asks the girl out, and we are in the modern times!"

"She is not wrong," Militia said, supporting Nora's words.

"Then that means Jaune is going to ask us all out?" Ruby asked.

"Most likely" Salem replied. "However, who is next? He has already been on a date with Cinder and Blake, so any of us could be next-" At that moment, as if on cue, Emerald's scroll buzzed with a message from the mentioned blonde.

"Umm. Ma'am? It's for you" She said, handing the scroll over to Salem. The Witch took it in her hand, handling the modern device a bit awkwardly and eyeing it strangely, but focused on the text that was displayed on the screen. She smiled slyly seeing it.

"I take back my earlier statement," She said, handing the scroll back to Emerald. "Looks like I am next"

Neo started to type on her scroll, handing it to the first person next to her - Melanie - to read it. The girl snorted reading the text, but then said it aloud. "Neo says he must be crazy for going on a date with you this early. She honestly expected you to be last"

"Looks like that is not the case now, is it?" Salem replied back. However, she then started to ponder on an issue. "I will have to prepare, however."

"What do you plan to do about your...Looks?" Yang asked awkwardly, trying not to be rude as she pointed out Salem's pale complexion. But the witch simply giggled at the remark and got up slowly before a gentle light enveloped her. When it died down she changed almost entirely. Her hair and skin were no longer white like marble, but her hair was a pale blonde and skin a smooth and pale complexion. Her eyes were a pale blue as well, adding to the overall look she had. Her dark dress was still there, but that could easily be changed.

"Is this better? This is how I used to look before my...change." She said, looking at herself. It felt strange, not looking like a Grimm again. However, at the same time, it felt good. It felt right.

"You are looking mighty fine, Salem!" Yang commented, showing a thumbs-up. "I also need to check on my own stuff and be ready at the last minute to get wooed by Vomit Boy."

"Vomit Boy?" Salem echoed.

"Oh, funny story!" Ruby chimed in. "On the first day, due to his motion sickness, Jaune puked on Yang's shoes a bit. And puked all the way to Beacon" Everyone laughed at that piece of knowledge, giving the girls enough material to tease him later.

"Anyway, I guess that concludes the first meeting of the wive council!" Nora said aloud. "Everyone get ready for your husbands and rock them tonight!" And so the mallet came down on the wood one last time.

Later in their room, Salem was getting ready with some make-up for her date with Jaune, Emerald, and Cinder behind her doing their own thing. Cinder was doing a magazine with crosswords and Emerald was helping her. However, Salem wanted to know something. She had noticed how Emerald acted during the meeting and how she seemed...relieved after Blake's confession.

"Emerald…" Salem's voice called her, making the mocha-skinned girl tense up along with Cinder. "You saw Blake and Jaune, correct? When they did the deed?" She asked, then heard how Emerald started to simply mutter and mumble, trying to come up with a reply. Cinder also looked at her, but Salem got her answer. "In that case, you know what he is packing." Now the girls were looking at Salem once again. "I haven't been with a man in years, maybe centuries...No, definitely centuries, ever since I was with Ozma. So, as a result, I am quite anxious to get a feel for a real man again. So, Emerald...Tell me everything."

"Well, I do not want to exaggerate, not to mention I didn't get a good look, Blake's head being in the way, but if I were to guess…" She fidgets around a bit, being nervous due to the attention she was getting. "I'd say he is at least as big as my forearm?"

Cinder choked on air hearing her. "Impossible!" She shouted.

"Cinder." Salem's stern voice came, calming her. "Emerald, know that I plan on checking your words...And I dearly hope you are exaggerating as I do not know I can handle that"

It was time...Jaune never felt so nervous in his life, except maybe the previous dates. Cinder was something and Blake even something more! Don't get him wrong, Pyrrha did blow him as well, but she was sloppy in her technique. But Blake? She drove him nuts with only her mouth. He cannot erase the image from his head, even now, having to reinforce his will to prevent little Jaune from rising. "Focus! Focus, Arc! Not tonight! She is no tease like Yang, no princess like Weiss - Heck, she is more than Weiss even! She is an immortal witch, who has lived for countless centuries, to whom you are married with, who can control the Grimm...Dear Gods, I really hope Roman's plan works, else I will be Beowolf food"

He was dressed in the same white and golden suit as the date with Cinder, the clothing having been fixed on time thanks to Roman's efforts. Well, he and Hei Xiong, AKA Junior. But now? This was the date that separated young boys from men. Whether the date will simply end with him taking her back to her room or ending in the sheets with his lions deep into her only the night will tell.

He checked the time on his scroll, as well as seeing one last message from Ash. "Don't fuck this one up, Arc!" A simple message. He wondered where the others were, he knew Sun and Neptune were not around, so he had to rely on Roman, Ren, Ash, and maybe even Hei for help.

Gods help him.

"Good evening, Jaune" The mature and warm voice caught him off-guard, but so did what he saw next. Was this really Salem?! He remembered her all pale with blood-red eyes and wearing a long, black dress, not this...this...gorgeous human being!

She was clearly dressed for the occasion as well, and he had to admit she was drawing in a lot of looks from jealous men around the street. He didn't blame them. She was dressed in a red dress with straps holding it up by her shoulders, the dress flowing down just past her knees with a cut for more free movement. However, the detail that got his attention the most was the open cleavage that she had, a diamond-shaped cut that started just above her belly button and ended with another strap wrapped around her neck, giving him a view of her breast. Or at least, the side of them. The dress was both modest and alluring at the same time. Her pale skin was a bright contrast to it as well. Her legs and arms were bare, no trace of knee socks or gloves, and her face was done with just a bit of makeup.

Namely, she had put on some lipstick on her lips, a bright crimson, and wore a pair of golden earrings with blue gems on them.

Definitely the richest girl on his entire list, and he had to impress her. So first, as taught by Roman, he had to make a good impression. "Good evening to you as well, Salem. I must say, I didn't expect the change of look." He replied, pointing out the surprise of her appearance. She giggled slowly, not making too much noise.

"I just figured it would attract fewer stares, but it seems I was wrong." She replied, looking around and seeing the stares she received. Sher then walked closer to Jaune, the boy catching on to the cue and giving his arm for her to wrap hers around. Her purse resting on her shoulder. "Hmm. Quite the gentleman, Jaune. Did you learn some things to impress me?"

"Be honest, Jaune." He thought to himself. "More or less. My sisters, at times, would need someone to pretend to be their boyfriend to chase away certain...rude guys." Granted, it only happened a few times, before his sisters learned to hit the groin. Still, combine that with the crash courses from Roman, and you got yourself a gentleman. Or at least, a passable one.

She smiled hearing that, a good sign. "A good brother, I see." She replied, then the two walked along the street. "I always wanted a son of my own back when I and Ozma were together. But as time flew by and we ended up with four, beautiful daughters, he was already past his prime...With that body at least" She said, then Jaune felt a tinge of sadness in her voice. A want of sorts.

"Salem? What happened to your daughters, exactly?" He asked softly, feeling her fingers dig into his arm a bit. "You don't need to answer if-"

"No, it's ok" She cut him off. "I was the one to mention them, so it is only correct. You see, when I and Ozma had our...divorce, the girls got caught in the crossfire. We both admitted to the fault as you saw, but I know that...That I will never hold them again" She finished, and Jaune felt sympathy for the immortal witch. "I know Ozma is haunted by this as well...We have been talking"

"Why didn't you try again then with another man?" He asked, seeing her sigh and smile lightly.

"If it was only that easy. No, after that fateful night I had already begun to spiral into my own hate and thirst for revenge against Ozma and the Gods. The thought of forgetting about everything, of simply starting over never crossed my mind" She answered. "And now?" She quickly changed her composure, going from being a sad and seemingly broken mother to a woman in her prime years, smiling with hidden mischief at him. "Well, while my body doesn't deteriorate like other women, which I admit makes giving birth a bit difficult, also meaning I am as fit as when I was young...A good wife by looks for my husband, whose duty is to love me...and start a family with me"

On a nearby rooftop, watching them, Roman and Hei spat their coffee on the concrete roof below them, Ash staring at Ren, who was reading lips again, with an open jaw, the ninja boy not even any better to hide his surprise as he read and told them those words. "She...Did she just? With Jaune?" Ash stuttered.

"Sweet Mother of all Dust, that woman didn't just ask him to knock her up!" Roman said aloud, looking scandalized.

"Wait, Roman, this is an opportunity!" Hei said quickly. "Think of it! If she is busy raising a child, then she won't have time to plot and put her dogs on us!"

Everyone on the roof stood silent for a moment, then Roman tapped his cane onto the ground. "Someone! Quick! Message the blonde to take her to a love hotel and breed her!"

"What the fuck, Roman, Hei!" Ash shouted loudly.

"Shush, you three, else she might spot us!" Ren said, managing to silence the criminal trio. How he ended up with them, is still a mystery. "Everything still ready at your club, Junior?"

"We are not made for fancy stuff, but Roman had good ideas. All are dandy"

Back at street level, Jaune, to his dense skull, didn't quite get her words. Lucky him, else he'd be more of a mess than now. He still understood she was asking something about the no-pants dance. "Oh, Umm, I aim to please?" He replied sheepishly, watching Salem smirk slyly at him.

"I know you are, darling." She replied, making him tense up. Did she just call him darling? "So, what is it you have planned for us tonight?"

"Well, just a stroll through Vale for the most part. I imagine you are a bit behind on the modern times, so I thought I could use this opportunity to help you catch on." He replied, watching her expression mortp into one of confusion. "First off, we will be getting you a scroll"

"A scroll?" She snorted. "Jaune, dear, although I appreciate the thought, I know scrolls cost a bit-"

"It's ok, actually." He replied. "I actually had a friend of mine give me some money they owed me earlier." He lied a bit, hoping she would buy that. She didn't, hence the smirk on her face. She was a bit irked he lied to her, but she was pleased he would be willing to go into debt to make her happy. A man not afraid to make some risky calls to please his lady is a brave man. She suspected Torchwick had a hand in this, but she didn't care much. If they were spending HIS money, then who was she to argue?

"In that case, Jaune, shall we? I imagine the shop must be a walk away" She said, then the two began walking down the streets of Vale towards the shop. Everything went well as far as purchasing her a scroll went, then they had to register her and Jaune needed to actually teach her how to use it properly.

Granted, she won't be doing a lot of things, but he got her capable of making and answering calls. He was her first contact as well. After that they simply walked through Vale, enjoying the nightlife of the city. They passed various stores and looked at the buildings and vehicles as well.

"Never in my life, I would've imagined humanity could be capable of so much without magic," She said as they walked, her gaze set on the shattered moon.

"I guess we are full of surprises like that, heh?" Jaune replied looking at the moon with her. They found a bench as well to sit at, watching the sky and listening to the sounds of the city with her. He completely forgot she was an immortal witch as well, seeing her only for the beautiful woman she was. Their rings glowed softly as well, their hands intertwining between themselves. The emotions were being felt between the both of them now.

However, she retracted her hand a bit, a hint of uncertainty coursing through her. "I...Jaune, would you still like me even if I was...Not like this?"

He turned to her, confused. "What do you mean?"

Taking one moment to dispel the magic, Salem turned back to her true appearance, the white as marble skin and blood-red eyes shining in the dim light of the street. To their luck, the street was pretty empty at this time of day. "Like this...Ugly and looking like a Grimm"

"Salem, I don't care about your looks." She looked at him, her eyes looking into his soul. Quite literally. Scanning him for lies. None. He felt her gaze on him, but said nothing, instead he kept talking. "I see you for who you are, not for how you look like or what you are. Sure, you did some...horrible, horrible things to many people throughout the years, but now you are trying to atone for everything."

She looked down, placing her palms on her lap. "You actually think I can atone for everything?" She asked, doubt visible in her voice. "For a lot of those things, Jaune, it is too late to atone. I do not think so, I know so" She said sternly. "How can I atone for years of taking lives and plotting the destruction of everything?"

For a second, he remained silent. However, thanks to the ring on his finger, he could feel her emotions. He knew what he had to say and how to say it, but he knew those were not the right words to say. He had them, though. "By helping humanity and giving life instead." He replied with a smile on his face, watching her stare at him wide-eyed.

On the rooftops, however, the boys remained stunned once again, Junior actually choking on a drink he brought with him. "Fucking A, Arc!" Ash shouted aloud, Ren inhaling sharply.

"First she wants to be knocked-up, now he says it as well?!" Roman shouts. "That nails the coffin in, boys! Be ready for an ankle-biter in nine months!"

Back on the streets, Salem and Jaune just kept looking at each other for a few moments, then Salem let out a strange sound. He looked at her strangely, then watched as she broke out in a fit of laughter, clutching her stomach and even tearing up. "Did I...say something funny?" He asked, confused at the Grimm Queen's reaction.

"N-no! Yes! I...Why am I laughing even?" She asked, slowly calming herself, then she faced him, a warm smile on her lips. "Jaune, earlier when I said that thing about a husband starting a family with me I was more or less telling you to give me a child." He blushed like a strawberry hearing that, both embarrassed and scared shitless at those words. It was too early for him to become a father! "And now? You told me to GIVE life!" She laughed again. "That can easily be understood as me bearing another child to bring into this world, and thus as an acceptance to my earlier question"

"Wait! That is not what I meant! I mean, not that you wouldn't be a good mother or are not a good-looking woman, but I'm not-"

"Shush." She said, shutting him up before his ramble got too out of hand. "I know. You are still too young for a family, after all, and I wouldn't desire to burden you with such a responsibility...Yet. But with that being said, I am not against the idea right now if you want to"

"I'm...Good, right now, thank you for the offer, Salem" He replied, trying to get his head straight again. In just a few sentences they had gone through one hell of an emotional rollercoaster. He had to take back control quickly before this date went bad. He had to capitalize on it! "Well, how about we go to our last stop then?" He proposed, getting up from the bench and offering her his hand.

"Oh? And where is that?" She asked, grabbing his hand getting up as well.

"It is a surprise, but let's say I arranged for both food and entertainment," He said, knowing well enough that the crew on the rooftops received the message.

And true enough, they did. "Quick! Get back to the club, Junior, and make sure everything goes divine!" Roman ordered, the other man nodding and saluting them before taking off in a sprint towards his club.

"This is certainly...New" Salem said as the Arc couple arrived at Junior's. Salem was no stranger to the establishment, perfectly recalling that this is where everyone got so intoxicated they ended up married. Back then, if such an outcome could accrue to her, she might have leveled the building. But now? She had mixed feelings about it. On one side, she might still level the building. But on another side, she feels grateful for it since it allowed her to see the light after so many years in the dark. Her disguise was back on, naturally, but she felt that she may not need it in there. It was quiet. Too quiet, especially for this time of day when the club was supposed to be full of young people having their fun.

"Sorry if it isn't a fancy restaurant like you might've expected, but Junior was kind enough to give us the entire place for the night along with some extra bonuses," Jaune said, making Salem raise an eyebrow at his statement. Hei was more than likely doing this only so she didn't put him in a casket or something. Ass-kissing, nothing more. But for Jaune to use that to get them an entire establishment for their date had her somewhat impressed. And with extra bonuses?

"I suppose it'll have to do then," she said and the two walked inside. Most of the original decoration was still there, but Jaune and Salem noticed a neatly made table in one of the VIP sections. Then came one of Junior's grunts. Salem dropped her disguise, being aware Junior's men were briefed on her appearance and what NOT to do. They lead them to their table and allow her to sit down, then going to his own spot, Junior himself coming to them.

"What may I serve you tonight?" He asked, the nervousness in his voice visible as he was close to Salem. He knew that woman can do some pretty fucked up stuff to him. He had a cold sweat run down the side of his face as he stood still.

"Good evening, Hei." Salem said, making him tense up even more. She picked up the menu laid on the table, flipping through the pages and scanning the dishes. Jaune was doing the same, but he knew from Roman he should wait until Salem ordered something and to avoid garlic, onion, and other bad-smelling dishes. Also to order some drinks, which he reduced remembering the last time he got drunk. But the thief pressed on and he agreed on some low-alcohol drinks, which Junior promised he will keep in stock for him. "I will have the Atlesian Stew and Mistralian vanilla ice-cream for dessert. What about you, Jaune?"

"I think I will go with the Vacuan stake and ice-cream as well. Same flavor." He replied, seeing her smirk.

"You will not regret it, Jaune. Mistral makes a good ice-cream" She replied, then Hei bowed his head slightly and ran to the kitchen to prepare the dishes. The cooks he had in were from restaurants he owns - with that he means threats and extorts - and he promised them an entire 3 months free of any charge if they helped him with this. They never worked so hard and cooked so divine in their lives. Granted, preparing everything will take a bit. He returned to them, intending to ask them if they desired anything to drink.

"Anything I can get you to drink?" He asked, hoping he was proper enough in his speech. His tone and voice might not be helping him, but he tried.

"Please, a red wine," Salem replied with a smirk.

"You know what I like, Junior" Jaune replied, knowing full well that the man knows not to bring him anything too strong so he can stay sober and not bed Salem tonight. Junior ran to the shelves, getting their drinks and then returning to them as fast as he could.

"Here you go, Sir and Ma'am" He replied, then went to the back to leave them be. He needed to check if he wasn't having a heart attack. Ash was with Roman and Ren, but what about the Auburn wives? They were told to stay in the back and locked there until this was over. Granted, it took some negotiation to convince them, which ended with the twins wanting a raise in their pay and Neo...Neo asked for a night with Ash, in private, without him resisting. Hei and Roman both knew what was going to happen to the boy and prepared ahead in case they should call the ambulance.

Jaune and Salem both took sips from their drinks, enjoying the alcohol. For Salem, the sweetness of the wine was welcoming and for Jaune, the weak brandy burned the back of his throat slightly. But hey, none of them were drunk yet! They have then talked, knowing the food will take a bit to arrive, discussing various topics. First was Salem who told Jaune more about her life, before and after the Gods. He also told her about himself and his family, including his seven sisters, and how they had him take dance lessons with him. That earned a look of disbelief from her.

"You can dance?" She asked curiously, looking at him with doubt. He never struck her as a dancer.

"Sure can" He admitted with a hint of pride. Maybe it was the alcohol he had kicking in and making him more outgoing, but he wasn't that embarrassed about admitting to his talent. "I can do the waltz, modern dancing, breakdancing - a lot of different styles."

"Can you do Vacuan ones as well?" She asked in curiosity, to which he winked at her, confirming it. "Well, well, you are more of a catch each day, Mister Arc."

"Same to you, Miss Arc" Salem was actually stunned by the bold remark, but she figured the alcohol was helping him unwind. Men were such fools when intoxicated, but she figured women were no better. Why, she once had a servant who got plastered and ended up topless in a bar, partying hard while a man was nailing from behind. That, in her eyes, was a disgrace. The girl in question was maimed, but not killed, and placed in a coma, and drugged to forget.

She blushed, the color very much visible due to her own pale skin. Her eyes locked onto him and she licked her lips. Cinder had a taste of his good heart, Blake got a taste of his cock, so she would have a taste of his dancing skills tonight. "Care for a dance? It will be a bit before our food arrives, so this should help us pass the time and build an appetite."

"Sure, that sounds like a great idea." He replied with a confident smile, one of the grunts hearing her and immediately going to the DJ spot and trying to arrange the song. He then looked at Jaune who had already taken Salem to the dance floor. "What should it be?"

"Vacuan Tango…" She replied, to which the DJ nodded. The night was still young, after all.

"Hmm. I think I got a more fresh version of it, actually"

"Fresh version-Woah!" Salem said as the music started and Jaune began to lead her, the initial pull being sudden and unexpected to her at first, but she quickly started to focus on the dance. She had missed this to some degree, in a way, being led by a man like this. And Jaune was not being a wuss now at all. Alcohol, as cursed as it may be, can also be useful.

He was leading her along in the energetic dance, Salem recognizing the classical moves of the Vacuan Tango, but also some new ones added in. This was what he meant by the fresh version, and she enjoyed it. He wasn't treating her like some porcelain doll during the dance, but twisted her, touched her hips, and held her with his strong arm all throughout the dance, even lifting her in the air and throwing her up, only to then catch her and put her down, resuming the other steps accordingly. Her heart was beating so fast, it was unreal. She could feel sweat build on her skin and her breath grow harder. He was tiring her out and she could see he was slowly getting winded as well, but he was not easily stopped. Screw Huntsman career! If he ever quits he definitely had a great future as a professional dancer!

He finished by leaning Salem down, holding her by the back with one arm while the other one held her hand. Both were panting, her chest rising and falling as she took in deep breathes, and he did the same. Blue ocean eyes stared into her blood-red ones, blue seeing no malice or hatred in red, and red seeing no fear or deceit into blue. She raised a hand, placing it on his cheek, then she drew her head in, Jaune leaning down as well and the two kissed each other on the dancefloor.

The DJ made sure to hide his face behind a sombrero he pulled for the occasion, blushing and turning off the music as he went away to give the two privacy. Salem and Jaune parted lips, their rings glowing with power on their fingers. "That...was amazing." She replied through labored breaths as she got back on her feet, Jaune holding on to her to support her. "You really know...How to tire a woman out...showing her a good time."

"Yeah...So I've been told…" He replied, then the two saw Junior approach with a tray full of food. "Shall we?" He asked her.

She smiled at him. "Yes, dear."

After dinner the two of them remained at their table, Junior having cleaned it. They were laughing and smiling, a very good sign. Junior was keeping Roman posted about the situation via his scroll, taking pictures when he could, and texting him. The thief was pleased to see everything was going smoothly. He even saw the video he took of them dancing, and he must say, if he was still young like Jaune then he could've been interested in learning some of those moves.

However, their laughter was slowly dying off, Salem looking tenser. "The previous Fall maiden?" Jaune echoed, looking at her. "You mean, the reason Cinder was at Beacon because she has those powers, is because of her?"

"Not really…" Salem replied. "I had given her a special Grimm to steal her power, but the process was cut short by Qrow Brawnen, Yang's uncle. From my knowledge, and as you heard from Ozma, she is being kept in the Beacon Vault, on life support. One of the talks I had with Ozma was wherever or not to combine our powers to heal her, but then came the issue of the power…"

"What do you mean by that? Is something the matter?"

"Yes...You know how Cinder's life has been, right?" He nodded. "Good. Cinder believes that, if she doesn't have power, she will return to that awful place. A feeling I exploited for my own end goal I'm afraid. Even with your help, I do not know if she will willingly give up half of the power. In theory, I and Ozma should be powerful enough to extract it without hurting her, but I doubt she will so easily give up the power."

"Then that is another reason why Ozpin is keeping her close, right? Because she has that power and he doesn't want to let her get away?" He summarized Salem nodding. "Damn...Well, how can I help?" She looked at him with a confused gaze. "My semblance has a healing side-effect, so maybe I could help her in a way."

"Maybe...I know her Aura structure is damaged, preventing it from healing her wounds and fully regaining its power, but maybe by boosting it you could fix it." Salem said. "Still, I do not know what to say to the girl when she wakes up. I doubt she will easily forgive me and Cinder for what we have done."

"If there is one thing my parents taught me is that if someone is truly sorry then they deserve a second chance," He said, grabbing her hand with his. "I am sure she will. I did, didn't I?" He said, watching Salem smile warmly at him as she interlocked her fingers with his.

"So young and naive...Yet, there is a charm there" Salem thought. "He is willing to help us, despite the words of others, and even suffer because of it. He reminds me of Ozma when he was young...When he saved me from my tower. Yet, here I am again, having been in a similar situation not long ago. Only this time, the tower was my own clouded mind." She gazed at him, a warm smile on her face. "Jaune Daedalus Arc, I hope you are proud of yourself...For I am your one and only Salem Arc."

Nerdy: Nerdy here and I just gotta say, Salem is much more likable here than in the main series LOL. Anyway, apologies for the delay, Bloody here been busy and shit. Trust me, I've been checking _. Also, his taste in music is absolute dogshit.

Ya calling Eminem shit, man?

Nerdy: Tupac shits on them all.

Guys, state your opinion in the revs. Eminem or Tupac?