A/N: Alright everyone here I am with a sequel to "This is my World" which of course introduced the idea of a Multiversal organization filled with the most dastardly of dastardly villains but also in this case the story of Jaune and what I will refer to as Ice Queendom Weiss. Anyways those who have read this story will love this one, this beginning prologue will be short but if you all love it there will be more. So here we go.
"Alright time to cross you guys."
A barrage of children crossed the streets as soon as the young blonde Huntsmen gave the sign. Breathing a sigh and looking up at the clear blue sky, Jaune Arc couldn't help but wonder if this was truly the life he had chosen, having to watch children cross the street safely wasn't exactly what he had imagined the life of a fully-fledged Huntsmen to be.
It wasn't a bad job, admittedly he was good with kids, growing up with seven sisters kind of makes one a bit more responsible in his eyes.
Since the two years of arriving in Mantle and gaining the Huntsmen positions from Ironwood things had somewhat quieted down, including the memories and dreams Jaune recalled from what he could only describe as his… "stranded" experience.
His experience of being stranded into another world that was.
Jaune never told anyone, not even his team or friends the full story of what happened. He only told them that he found himself in what seemed to be a completely different world that he had suddenly ended up in. He hadn't told anyone about his encounter with Weiss…or well the other Weiss, all the things that happened between them, the fight with Adam, Adam's death…the Collective, how Yang's mom was a part of it.
How could he have? Recalling even just the memory all of it happening, if it hadn't happened to him he wouldn't believe a story like that either.
He was glad to be back home, something to keep his mind of off the entire harrowing experience he had gone through. But knowing that the Collective was out there, one of its members even being in this world, the last two years it had kept him on edge, wondering if they ever where planning to find him as revenge.
And what happened to the other Weiss, was she still out there, or had the Collective decided to punish her for killing one of their official members.
"Good afternoon boy"
Jaune was shaken out of his thoughts by a voice behind him. Turning around he was greeted by a man with a walking cane at his side.
Still a pretty young looking man, Jaune guessed late thirties at best, with brown hair and wearing a long grey coat with fur lining and a fancy purple shirt underneath. The man looked at Jaune with a curious expression before the Huntsmen spoke up.
"Good afternoon sir, may I help you with something?" Jaune asked politely.
The man observed him for a brief moment "is your name Jaune Arc by any chance?" Jaune looked puzzled at his response, he didn't recall ever seeing this man before, maybe he was the dad of one of the kids that he looked after.
"Yes I am. Do you need my help with anything sir?" Jaune asked again.
"Actually you can Mr. Arc" the man replied as he reached into the pocket of his coat and pulled out a device and in a quick moment reached up his hand and plucked a single strand of Jaune's hair from his head. Jaune winched back slightly as the man placed the hair upon the screen of the device, causing it to bleep and glow blue.
"Hmmm a full match" the man said with a chuckle.
Jaune looked at the mysterious man with curiosity as he returned the device to his pocket "sir what was that for?" Jaune asked stepping forward again.
"Ah yes where are my manners," he started with Jaune finally taking notice of the man's peculiar accent, one that he had never heard of before "my name is Baron Helmut Zemo. It is good to finally meet you Mr. Arc, I have heard a lot about you."
Jaune raised an eyebrow in curiosity and suspicion "really? Because I don't believe we have ever met."
"Correct," Zemo confirmed "but I have heard a great many things about you from my colleague. One miss Weiss Schnee."
Weiss? Jaune never recalled her talking about this man before "colleague? You mean you worked for the Schnee Dust Company."
Zemo chuckled at that.
"Oh no dear boy, but I understand your confusion. I wasn't referring to your Weiss, I was referring to the other one, my colleague within the Collective."
Jaune instinctively took a step backwards as that name rolled off of the man's tongue, his arm immediately went to his side to grab the handle of Crocea Mors as fear and dread seemingly overwhelmed and his eyes only focused on the man in front of him.
"There is no need to grab your weapon Mr. Arc, as you can see I'm not exactly in the state to be fighting," Zemo noted as he pointed towards his walking cane "besides the Collective doesn't know I'm here. I came here on my for personal business."
"What do you want?" Jaune asked through gritting teeth, holding back his anger. His body posture was like an animal on guard, ready to run and fight at a moment's notice. This was one man, a man with a clear injury as he looked like he would fall over the moment that walking stick was taken from his hand/
"So many questions, luckily I have answers that I'm happy to give you, in private" Zemo said.
Out of his pocket, Zemo produced a small note and handed it over to Jaune, who looked over it with caution before slowly plucking it from the mysterious Baron's hands.
"Tonight at 20:00 at the restaurant on this paper. If you want answers I can provide them for you. Make sure you come alone" Zemo told him as he turned around, slowly limping away from the Huntsmen.
"Why should I? Why should I trust you when you claim to be part of the Collective?" Jaune yelled after him. The baron stopped in his tracks, turning his head to Jaune where a smile was plastered on it "believe me Mr. Arc, you would want to know, especially since it concerns your relationship with miss Schnee."
Jaune couldn't say anything or make a proper response as he stood there in silence watching the man limp away in the distance, the piece of paper with the meeting point location clutched tightly in his hand as he looked on in complete silence and disbelief. He thought he had left the other world and the Collective behind. But somehow, someway, it had all found him again.
A/N: Slow start but it will keep building, got some great story ideas coming up and I cant wait to try them out. Hope you all enjoy this series and once again for context read "this is my world" to learn more about the multiversal separate stories I'm creating with also this one.