rebirth of the forsaken hero

by Bloodhunter5566

Shirou died trying to reach avolon, to reach saber, the king of knights. He died fullfilling his dream, he became a hero in the eyes of the people. but the clocktower did not let his ledgen prosper. They warped it, corrupted it. Enshuring he could not reach the thrown by consequence AKASHA. The Fae saw fit to give him a second chance, and he was born agian, in the body of Jaune Arc

Hello every one, I'm not dead yet,

I hope every one's summer was wonder full and wish all new students and returning students, whether it's to middle school, high school, or collage, as well as the teachers and staff returning to their jobs a wonderful year and good luck.

I have a feeling we will all need it.

Any way this is a new story. One about a certain blonde knight and is story.

Summary: Jaune always knew he was different. Different from his village, the children his own age, his siblings, and even from his parents. Likewise, his family and towns folk knew he was different from them as well, though no one really minded, after all, he was still a kid, and couldn't really do anything about it, though he always wondered why he dreamed of fire and steel.

Chapter one: From the Flames of Hell, I am Forged, Forged for Heven's feel.

'Fire, fire is all I can see.' Jaune thought to himself, standing in the middle of a sea of flame, unable to see beyond the fire, unable to hear anything but the roaring of the fire as it consumed everything in its path leaving destruction in its wake. The cries of those caught in the flame, crying for salvation, for aid, or to drag another in with them. 'Alone, I'm alone' Jaune thought to himself wandering through the flames. Feeling the heat trying to crush him. Every step took something from him, making him less than what he was. When he grew tired, he ignored it. When he fell and felt pain, he endured it, as he walked, memories flashed within his mind. A woman with silver hair and red eyes(1), a man with bright red hair and even brighter golden eyes(2). Every instance of them gone. A girl with silver hair and red eyes, casted into the fire. He experienced things no child was to experience, despair, longing, remorse, horror, hate, fear. All of them sacrificed to the flames to keep moving forward. Everything was taken. Until hope was all that was left, then even hope died to the flame and he collapsed. Raising his left arm towards to sky as if to tough the stars themselves he uttered a wish, "I wish to live" he whispered to the empty sky. Eyes growing blank as he watched as a wall fell onto him. His arm still reaching towards the heavens and fading into darkness a hand grabbed his own holding it tightly. He looked to see a man with eyes as empty as the sky itself.

"Your alive, by the root your alive" the man muttered, tears falling from his eyes. As the last dregs of consciousness faded from Jaune a bright golden light filled his eyes and chased the darkness away.

"Av...lon … distant ...topia" and darkness was all he knew.

"AHHHHHHH!" jaune cred out as he woke up. Safe and away from the fire. Briefly lines crossed his skin. Glowing white. "Hah hah hah. Just a dream, it was just a dream." Jaune muttered to himself. Looking around to see is he woke anyone in the auditorium, and seeing that everyone was still asleep he sighed to himself. "Might as well get up." not seeing the Silver eyes, nor the lilac or the emerald green watching him as he made his way to the locker rooms.

Making his way to his locker he opened it to see his combat gear, thin but strong chest peace colored white with blue accents lining the creases that match with his own muscles, a white cloak with the arc cress inlaid on the center, combat pants that were black in collar and had gravity dust woven in to aid with jumps and falls, steal toed shoes to add a decisive kick, and a red trench coat that covers his legs that had ice and fire dust imbedded with in to aid in temperature control. And finally, two sheaths colored black and white with the yin and yang symbol engraved onto the side and the Arc crest acting as the lock. Looking around Jaune looked to see if anyone was watching him, seeing no one he relaxed. "Trace. On." Jaune chanted allowing white glowing lines to appear in his arms and for two swords to appear, one black and the other white, both identical and yet opposite in appearance, "Bakuya and Kanshou, it's good to see you, old friends" Jaune smiled as he felt the swords warm in his hands. He sheathed both blades in to their scabbards, each receiving the opposite color to the blade, on his hips.

"Hey Jaune, you, ok?" a voice asked behind him. Startled he spun around and nearly drew one of the blades to swing only to see bright silver eyes staring at him. Blinking and letting go of the sword he backed up into the door of the locker. "By the gods Ruby, don't come up behind me like that, I nearly took your head off." Jaune said a bit miffed about being snuck up from behind by a girl half his height.

"Sorry Jaune, I heard you scream as you woke up, I was wondering if you're, ok?" Ruby said with a frown and a concerned look in her eyes.

"I'm fine Ruby, it was just a dream." Jaune said with a small smile. "Nothing to worry about."

"Didn't sound like one lady killer." came from his left. Jaune turn his head to look at a bombshell of a women. "Good morning to you as well Yang." Jaune greeted the other blond, ignoring the previous statement. "If you'll both excuse me, I need to get the rest of my weapons from my other locker.

"Wait you have more weapons?" Ruby asked with an excited gleam in her eyes.

"Yep, I had to put it in another locker because it was too big to fit with my other weapons." Jaune told them as he walked to another locker only to be greeted by a white-haired teen and an amazon of a women. Looking at their weapons he gleaned their names. 'Weiss Schnee, and Pyrrha Nickos, huh ok.' they were talking about team placements and Weiss was trying to get Pyrrha to join her team.

"Not too sure that's how it works, angel." Jaune said before he blinked, 'where did that come from' he thought to himself. Weiss turned around and looked at him as if he was beneath her shoes.

"And just who do you think you are?" Weiss asked annoyed that her speech and selling pitch was interrupted.

"The owner of the locker you are in front of." Jaune stated in a bland tone, complete with a dead eye expression and a slight frown. He proceeded to point at the locker that was in between them.

Weiss and Pyrrha both blinked, looked at the locker before standing aside to allow Jaune to reach it.

"7-2-2-3-7" {3} Jaune muttered to himself as he typed in the code. Opening the door reviled a black long-bow that looked to be made of metal. Taking it out the bow looked to have blades as the arms and two spikes jutting out of the center one facing the sky the other facing the ground when held Infront vertically. Drawing back the string, which in itself looked to made of a very thin metal string, the bow let out a screech akin to tortured metal, but did not break or shatter, despite the shear strength needed to bend a metal bow. "Good, it doesn't need maintenance." Jaune said nodding as he released the string making the sound of a cracking whip. Reaching in to gather the rest of his equipment, he pulled out a quiver filled with arrow, either metal or dust tipped, all of them with a wooden body. Placing the quiver on his back, he sheathed the bow under the quiver making an 'X' on his back.

"What?" he asked when he noticed the stares from the four girls.

"Who uses a bow in this day and age?!" Weiss said blinking at the old, by modern standards, weapon.

"Simply better with a bow then I am with a gun." Jaune said with a shrug. "Don't get me wrong, I know my way around a gun, many kinds in fact, I'm just better with a bow."

"May all students please report to the cliff on the righthand side of the school, initiation is about to begin, I repeat initiation is about to begin." came Glynda Goodwitch's voice from the intercom.

"Well then, show time." Jaune said with a smile.

And that concludes the first chapter of this story.

I'm putting in a poll for how Atoria will appear in the story, granted it won't be for a while, a long while. The choices are:

She will be one of the Rwby girls, Pyrrha, or other female character that is known in the show itself. (Reincarnation, like how Shirou is Jaune)

Will come in to the vital festival as a contestant, i.e., rebirth. (Incarnation, Gilgamesh's wish)

Will return as the once and future king that rises from utopia upon the worlds end (Nobel phantasm, "and so the once and future king will rise once more when "Britain"/can be World in some context\ needs him most.")

Or will she be summoned, like in fate/stay night. Whether a conscious decision by jaune or by accident when he finds himself over his head. (Vanilla, standard fate stay night route).

Evidently the poll will continue until the fifth chapter which would hopefully cover the forever fall forest and the cat in the bag arcs. Both commits and Dms will be read and tallied, however you can only vote once until the next poll, if there is one. Simply put the number you are voting for

1* a von-Einzbern, true born not a homunculus. Not Irri. In this fan fic Shirou is related to the Von-Einzberns, making him Irri's Nephew by blood and Ilyas cousin as well, however the mother in ran from the family when they tried to make her the vessel to the grail.

2* Soma Yukihira. Shirou's father, explains his cooking skill

3* SABER. Enough said. If your confused look at your phones dial menu.