Jaune was done for. When he stood up to Cardin, the bully answered back by exposing the blonde's transcripts. As he left the party, mostly due to Yang firmly asking him to leave the dorm in disgrace.
The next day, he went into a class full of heckling, teasing,and jeering students,
What hurt him in his heart was to see his former team, as well as his other friends.
Ruby and Pyrrha shook their heads in disgrace, Yang threw spitballs at him, Weiss began saying, "I knew it! I knew he was no good!", Coco, Fox, and Ren glared daggers at him, and Velvet looked at him, calling his attention, and said, "Not cool."
CRDL were laughing, cheering, and sniggering, almost catching Dr. Oobleck's gaze.
But the worst came after class.
Ozpin called him to his office. Jaune could see the look of anger on his face.
"Sit." he hissed.
Jaune sat. Ozpin, however, remained standing.
"I saw potential in you, Mr. Arc."
"Thank you," the young boy answered.
"SAW." Ozpin continued. "Until this incident surfaced. I cannot believe you of all people would do THIS!"
It was at this moment where Ozpin was at his most furious.
"Just disgraceful," the headmaster spat, "I'm just appalled... that you would betray me like this."
"So... you're expelling me?" Jaune asked, with the tone of a little boy who was about to be given away for adoption.
Ozpin looked at the floor for a second, and turned to Arc.
"Unfortunately, yes."
He then finished.
"With a heavy heart, I must tell you, Mr. Jaune Arc, you are hereby expelled from Beacon Academy."
With that, Jaune Arc left, but not before handing Crocea Mors.
"Keep it, sir." he said. "I don't want it anymore. Tell them I died in an accident or something.
With that he left at six-fifteen in the evening.
All Oz could do was sigh and watch as he cast a spell and fake blood poured on Jaune's former weapon, later keeping it in a cabinet.
Taking the next bus to Vale Proper, Jaune booked a hotel next to the Central Station. Going to the night markets to buy food was also a thing, as he went to the shops.
Later going out of the market with a light load, he sat on a bench with a small booth in front.
An elephant Faunus with a grey tail sat next to him. He wore grayish green outfit and one of those hats you would see in a museum. He spoke in a Transatlantic accent.
"Spare a moment, brother?" he asked.
"Sure." Jaune said.
"Why the long face?" the guy asked.
"Expelled from Beacon."
"Well, that's harsh. Ya miss ya friends?"
"No. I'm alone."
"Ya wanna kill Grimm again?"
Jaune's eyes went wide with delight. "Yeah!" he said.
"Well then, welcome to the militia!" the recruiter said, holding out a clipboard with some names, "Sign here."
Jaune eagerly wrote his name on the one hundred and twenty first blank. The recruiter then found a tear-apart pad with a notice and ticket, and tore the first page, where Jaune was handed it, and signed his name.
"Alrighty then," the Faunus said. "Four AM tomorrow, at Central Station. first trip to Mannerheim. Don't be late."
"See ya."
Jaune had a lot to think about that dinner, shower and bedtime.
3:30 rolled around, and Jaune ambled for the door, carrying his stuff.
Taking his place among the line of men and women, he then waited until he was told to board the train.
With the conductor blowing the whistle, the train set off for Mannerheim.
The official onboard then ordered the group of recruits to leave their bags on the last car. Little do they know, especially Jaune, that they would never see their luggage again.
As a coupling snapped, and a coach rolled back towards the station, a soldier, very much a former Huntsman himself, with a sleep gas Semblance would knock Jaune and the others out.
Later once the group woke up, Jaune realized he was bald! Until he realized he wasn't, and that his hair was cut in a 2 by 3 standard, as well as his fellow cadets.
Then a booming voice walked in, belonging to a man so terrifying even Beowolves would run.
"I am Sargeant Doe, your senior drillmaster. From now on you will speak when spoken to, and the first and last thing you maggots will say to me will be sir. DO YOU FUCKSTICKS UNDERSTAND THAT!"
"SIR YES SIR!"
