14-year old Jaune Arc lost a lot of things that day. The first being pride in himself because of his father's words.

"You don't have the talent. Don't even think of becoming a huntsman ever again."

The second thing he lost was his respect for his mother, even though she was married and had 8 kids she still managed to cheat on his father.

With all of the drama going on their mother tried taking the younger ones with her. This caused panic amongst his younger siblings and let's just say that things took a turn for the worst as a Grimm attack occurred in the town of Ansel.

The third thing he lost, was the town of Ansel. A horde of Grimm the likes of which the town was not ready for.

His father handed him a spear and awakened his Aura, telling him to take care of his younger siblings.

I ran, My two little sisters were behind me. Each just a few years younger than me. I have a spear on my right hand, I dragged the youngest one with my left hand, Alliah and the one following closely behind to my right is Cindy.

All of our older siblings ran off in different directions, our small town had no such thing as a shelter.

As we ran I heard rustling from a bush.

One, two... there's half a dozen of them. No training, I had aura that I had just unlocked and two little sisters to protect.

You can make a guess as to what happened next.

My spear jammed onto the side of a beowolf as a swipe from it sent me flying to a tree. I would have died if not for my Aura.

But just as I stood up, I saw our youngest... Alliah. In the jaws of one of them.

[Due to your current state of being, the system has unlocked a suitable ability. (One - Tomoe Sharingan)]

I felt a burning sensation on my eyes as the beowolf gnawed off my younger sibling. I rushed forward, the pain of seeing her die fueled me as my spear pierced through the monster's skull.

I looked around to get a handle on my next target, only to see my other sister. Cindy, she bashed her shield to the head of a beowolf, my talented younger sister. The one who took up the use of Crocea Mors, surely she would be okay... she had to be.

I flew for some reason. From behind me some sort of boar charged at me as I was dodging the strikes of a beowolf. I watched as another one of my siblings fell prey ti the Grimm.

[Due to achieving a condition your ability has evolved (Two Tomoe Sharingan)]

My perception of reality changed, the Grimm moved at a slower pace. The pain in my heart turned into anger as I jabbed the spear onto a beowolf's head.

Hate, negative feelings. They fuel these creatures, but why should I care? They took something from me... so why can't I wish for something from them.

My moves were sloppy, and I had to get used to the vision of my surroundings. My timing was a bit off.

Swish. The sound of metal cutting through flesh.

"Aghh" a beowolf got my left arm as I took another one down.

I fought. I stood my ground. I had to avenge them, I had to survive. I had to see if anyone else from my family did.

I don't know how long I stood there cradling the bodies of my sisters. A figure stood in front of me, with a missing left hand.

An all too familiar face. It was my father. He stood in front of me, giving me a look that gave me the knowledge that this was it. This is where he dies.

If he's like this then there's no hope for my siblings... or my mother.

I cried empty tears, my tear ducts had gone dry.

[You have fulfilled the conditions, your ability has evolved (Three Tomoe Sharingan)]

My surroundings changed once more, the blue flame of my father's aura died out.

"Take care of yourself son."

Was all he could say as he motioned for me to run once more.

In a tragedy that would be known as the 16th Swarm, only one boy survived. But as far as the public was concerned, not a single person survived the incident.

At a later time, the swarm of Grimm would soon be exterminated by the Huntsmen of Vale. But the damage it brought was already done.

Jaune left his old town with nothing but his broken spear and a black hoodie. He looked to the sky with his red eyes. Though his eyes were menacing his stare was blank, in one night he lost everything.

In one night the once cheery teen turned into a broken husk. A shell of his former self... he couldn't even appreciate his new-found abilities.

He looked to his right as a Blue screen appeared.

[Congratulations in unlocking the Eyes System.]

[Eyes System]

Eyes Unlocked: 1

1.) Sharingan (Three Tomoe)
One of the Three Great Dojutsu of the Shinobi world.

Eye of Insight: The user can see energy in all of its forms. Chakra, Aura etc. The user is also granted enhanced perception and the ability to copy moves upon seeing them once.
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Eye of Hypnotism: Perform "Genjutsu".
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Conditions must be met to unlock another eye. All conditions for upgrades and

Jaune has grown a lot over the course of the past half a year, having decided to stay at a shelter in the Fort-City of Arlon. A city that's 5 hours away by bullhead from Vale proper.

He could always instinctively open the screen which gave way to an explanation of his abilities, he hasn't unlocked any other eyes aside from his current pair, which he activates through the use of an energy source known as chakra.

Chakra and Aura, it appears that he has access to two types of energies. One of which is the main source of fuel for his eyes, his new black and red set. Which gives him a multitude of abilities.

He will be turning 15 soon, bringing him to the ripe age into entering an academy.

Well a preparatory one, one of the few ways to get into Beacon.

He lived off of welfare, the lack of nutrition in his food is apparent but he maintained a healthy body through constant physical training.

One could also say that he abused the use of the "Copying" portion of his eyes.

Gaining all sorts of skills and knowledge in the use of Martial arts and Aura techniques online from watching videos of Huntsmen and Huntresses fighting Grimm.

He used a worn out old scroll to watch the videos, this along with the use of a library card.

He wore his hoodie and carried a few basic sets of weapons with him. Namely his spear and a shortsword.

Unusually calm, with a stoic demeanor. The boy entered a gymnasium filled with hopefuls such as himself.

"Arlon Combat School: Entrance Exam"

Arlon Academy, a combat school that prepared most of its students for Beacon Academy. Training young wannabe huntsmen-in-training to gain some semblance of an ability to fight Grimm.

To take on the entrance exams, one must simply be in the age range of 15 to 16. No prior training needed is what it says on the flyers but this was obviously false since one would still have to show their abilities to pass said exam.

So anyone can take it but not everyone can pass.

A dark haired receptionist welcomed them one by one taking their papers with her. A black screen was present in the gymnasium, likely used for events similar to this.

Jaune watched as a large aspiring student carrying a Mace smashed through another drone.

"Congratulations on passing Mr. Winchester"

He took advantage of his abnormally large physique and dominated the drones with practiced swings from his mace.

Jaune didn't see the use in copying anything from him, since the man relied on pure strength when it comes to combat. A style that differed from his own.

"Please enter the room behind me Mr. John? Arc"

He didn't bother to correct her as he entered the room.

The test is a simple one, either survive the room for 10 minutes or take out all of the training drones.

"3"

He took out his spear and took up a stance.

"2"

His eyes opened revealing the sharingan.

"1"

Drones were metallic, humanoid in form and start at the height of 2 meters tall. Each carried a different kind of weapon.

"Begin"

They charged at him.

Bzzzt. A thrust from his spear pierced through the head of a drone as his eyes darted around the battlefield. He immediately used his free left hand to punch a drone in the face as he moved to an open area giving him enough space to take on another stance.

If Winchester passed through sheer brute force, Jaune did so with skill.

His technique was perfect. He read the drone's movements. The spectators were at awe, a talented individual at barely 15 years of age.

Instead of surviving the whole ten minutes like most of the other trainees he took out all 40 drones in 6 minutes and 27 seconds.

"Congratulations on passing Mr. Arc"

There were about 67 participants that year. Each coming in through either training on their own or under apprenticeship from a hunter. Out of all of them only 25 would pass.

The ones who qualified signed a few documents, Jaune got a key along with the promised of 400 lien weekly allowance.

Most of the other passers were similar to him, people who needed to pass so that they could get out of the shelters or the lives of vagabonds.

"Classes start in a three days, you will all be placed in class B. Congratulations on passing the entrance exam."

Of course, this wasn't the only way to get in. One can qualify through a 3 year preparatory school from ages 12 to 15. If a person gains exemplary scores they will gain the qualifications to enter such a school.

The population of students is still low at 20 to 30 students for each class. Where only 4 or 5 classes are present for each year. The student population changes each year as they send candidates to Vale.

The quality of life changes have been amazing, from getting his own room and bathroom to decent food at the cafeteria. The school's training grounds and facilities are not the best but everything is comparable to a school in one of the larger cities.

Though the best part in his opinion is the school's library, not for the books but for the free access to a laptop. Where he can learn more techniques from videos.

In the three days that followed, Jaune decided to train on his own. A few groups formed in his class, Cliques of students. On the first day he was alone, a prime target despite his talents in combat. He didn't mind it though, since it gave him an excuse to practice his Genjutsu.

Hello everyone, my focus will be on this fic from here on out because I realized my mistake in not fleshing out a lot of things in my other fic. I'll be updating this story whenever I can and I hope that you enjoy the ride. - Frekzerz out.