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-xXx-

In the dead of the cold night, a sole scout was sent out to do its usual routine. Grab some victims from the villages and bring them back to their masters. And luckily it found its prize near the forest.

It didn't require it to travel far as it listen to the plea of its prey. Grey slimy skin with no eyes heard and smell the human scent as it slowly crawled on its four limbs toward its prey.

"Father! Mother! Help!" a small figure that the beast thinks was a human male cub wailed. "Father! Mother! Help!" pleading to its mother.

To the beast, the cub might be abandoned because it was deemed weak by its mother, such as the rules of nature. It didn't even bother to walk to its quiet, as it burst forward with speeds its previous prey could never outrun.

Sharp claws struck the cub and he gash its flesh and brought its weight unto the child. But it didn't feel like flesh, in fact, it felt like leaves.

The eyeless beast would have said that it attacked a scarecrow if it saw the faceless statue as a small recorder attached to its chest with another device.

"Father! Mother! Help!" the device screamed before two valves opened, and chemicals sprayed into the beast's face and body.

A puff of white smoke attacked the senses of the beast as stinging pain erupted on its nose, tough and even ears. To it, it felt like fire attacked it without burning its flesh and it thrash around in pain.

To a regular human, tear gas hurts like hell, but to a monster with enhanced senses?

The beast retreated to its master! Fearful of what just happened and hoped that she may cure this pain. So great was the pain that it never noticed the heavy, orange pain strayed with the tear gas clinging to its body, leaving a small, but noticeable trail behind it.

-xXx-

Jaune is not really picky about his choice of bed. He kinda experienced it all. The luxurious beds of Beacon, the Schnee Manor, and the bed he died on in his last life, the spartan and simple ones from Atlas, and the Vatican. Rating beds from the various cheap hotels from both worlds, and simply anywhere on the road.

This one right now is like the last type of bed. The ground, but with a lot of hay. And it is not bad. Jaune woke up to the smell of honey, milk, and flowers with something warm and comfortable on his sides. He turned and saw a head with blonde hair and Jaune smiled, even all these years and as an adult, Jeanne is still a cuddler; it reminded him of his little Summer.

Jaune kissed the top of Jeanne's head and smelled deeply her hair with brotherly affection Jeanne hugged Jaune tighter and he returned the favor.

"Ho~" Suddenly Jeanne said, who was standing in front of Jaune while he was still on the ground with the other supposed Jeanne, "not even a day and you two are on the fifth base already?" she finished with a teasing smile

It took Jaune for a while to understand what is happening. Why are there two Jeannes? Did a monster do it? A magician? What sorcery is this? Is there a Neo or Emerald around?

The Jeanne with him stirred, breaking away from Jaune and untangling her legs from his, once she sat up and brush her hair aside, it revealed that it was Lavinia.

With the familial filter out of the way, Jaune realized how much of a compromising position they were especially since Lavinia is only wearing a dress shirt, exposing her creamy thighs, and teasingly hiding her breast and he was wearing an undershirt and boxers.

Jaune calmly stood up, "Morning you two." And left to get to his tools. It was not that embarrassing, nothing compared to his experience with Neon and Ciel.

At least that was what he tells himself as blood rushed to his neck. And maybe downwards too.

Arriving at his worktable, a map was waiting for him with the forest, this cottage, and the surrounding villages highlighted. A mug of milk was placed on the table as Jaune thanked and greeted Burin.

"Jeanne, what is your report last night?"

"Those beasts didn't even touch the villages and took your bait." She stood beside Jaune and bumped his shoulder, he looked at her and saw her smiling teasingly.

Jaune ignored her and returned to the map, "so which part of the forest did they take the dummy to?"

"Here," Jeanne pointed to a specific part of the edge of the forest. Jaune nodded and drank his drink.

-xXx-

The early morning sun was easy on their backs as four people trek slowly into the forest. Two blondes wearing black coats and a lot of gear held tactical shotguns leading the way. Jaune was looking down to see any disturbance on the soil, leaves, or even sticks and followed their hunts trails while Jeanne pointed her gun ahead to guard their leader tracker.

"I give it to them," Jaune said, as he looked at a tree and saw some barely visible claw marks, "they are smart enough to keep their numbers low to minimize their trail."

"Can you find them," Lavinia asked as she stood behind both blondes with Burin?

"Definitely, the purpose of the dummy was to soak it with paint so that we can easily follow it in case if they are really good at covering their tracks." Jaune pointed to the small drops of orange paint on the soil or bushes. It was not much, only a very few droplets around, but the contrast of industrialized orange against the forest environment makes it easy to follow.

Both unhunters nodded but that got a question on Burin, "Not to question your methods, or" He said in a deep voice, "the Vatican's ethical considerations, but. How the hell did you get human bath water to spray on the dummy?"

Jeanne snorted while Jaune sighed, "It is not as questionable as you think. We simply get an empty pool and fill it with fresh water. We asked people to swim on it for hours, and I tell you there is no shortage of volunteers. When they are done with their fun, we dump dirty laundry on the pool." Jaune carefully walked and followed the trail, "we then collect the once fresh water that is now mixed with sweat, oil, dead skin, saliva, and even piss and store it in bottles. That is one of our valuable tools to make a bait more enticing."

While Lavinia just nodded, Burin scrunches his nose in disgust, but then again he can't argue with the results.

It took some time, but they finally arrived at an opening in the forest which appeared to have more obvious footprints by the dozens and had an obvious path to somewhere with giant trees around.

"Looks like we are close," Jaune said and began to walk forward. Suddenly dark clouds manifested in the sky blocking the sun as its light slowly fades away, "shit."

"Weather magic," Lavinia said seriously, "a combination of basic water and air spells to manipulate the weather." She finished as the sunlight glowed like twilight until it slowly turns to something like the moon's glow, "but something in this scale, only one can imagine the attack potential the vampires can get."

Growling could be heard as the soft glow of sunlight revealed grey humanoid monsters crawling on all fours with vampire-like fangs and claws.

Burin replied by growling back and morphed into a giant bear, ready to pounce at any moment.

All the monsters were at their front, but they can easily use the trees to flank them.

"Jeanne, cover out right now!" Jaune commanded as Jeanne stomped the ground and giant silver swords erupted as her side made a strong and sharp wall for these creatures.

"Burin, protect our rear! Lavinia, please provide fire support!" Jaune then commanded the group as he pointed his gun forward and fired!

*BANG!*

Instead of a scattershot, what came out was a silver-plated slug, it soared to the nearest vampire as it punched through it, and still get to hit the one far behind it.

Then the swarm began

Jaune and Jeanne shot any upcoming monsters as they try to get near, but because of the wall at their side and the magic of Lavinia, there are all inclined to attack the blondes, but unfortunately for them, silver slugs killed them all.

"ROAR!" Burin roared as some vampires began to swarm him, clawing at his skin as it broke and released some blood, but suddenly all the vampires on Burin froze as cold air manifested making them solid. Burin thrashed and all the frozen monsters shattered.

Blood soak the forest floor as Jaune fired his last shot and dropped his gun. He unsheathed his sword and took his shield as a vampire burst straight at him. He stepped forward and punched the vampire with his shield mid-air as a resounding crack vibrated around. With a smashed skull, the vampire fell to the ground, but Jaune slashed its head to make sure it was dead.

Another vampire burst towards him while he was distracted, but the huntsman brought his shield up just in time to block the beast, while it was still on his shield, he thrusts his sword and impale it, cutting through its ribs and lungs.

Kicking out of the beast out of his blade, he saw a blonde blur as Jeanne held a rapier and zipped around killing the vampires, it only took one thrust to a heart or a slash to the throat to kill them.

Growling was heard as three vampires jumped from the tops of the trees, falling to Jeanne.

She threw three small balls at some of them as they exploded, the explosive force rippling and tearing their bodies apart while still being small enough to not harm Jeanne.

One vampire was able to grab hold of the rapier while she was distracted, halting the momentum of Jeanne, another was about to pounce at her until a heavy slash from Jaune bisected its body.

Drops of blood fell on both blondes as Jeanne summon a machete and slammed it into the vampire who was holding her still.

One vampire was fast enough to pounce on Jaune's back. Jaune thought that it was an attempt for a grapple but was shocked that it grabbed his head to the side to get a clear opening for his neck.

Both Jeanne and Burin were too busy with their own fights and Lavinia only watched in horror as sharp fangs chomp down on Jaune's neck. However, a white shine appeared as razor-sharp fangs meant to tear leather apart were shattered upon hitting a white field around the neck.

Suddenly Jaune's elbow glowed brightly as he smashed the vampire with it. Fangs and jaws that were specialized in tearing necks were shattered. Jaune shoulder-flipped it to the ground, before stomping on its head with an aura-charged foot, splattering blood on his pants.

Lavinia fires beams of fire, lighting, and wind as magic circles floated in the air and shredded any vampire getting close and inspiring fear in the hearts of the monsters. Ozone and smoke filled the air.

While Burin's raw strength and weight rattle the earth and gash through the vampires, tearing their bodies into pieces.

Between the huge bear and the powerful magician, the remaining vampires decided to strike at the hustling blondes. At the same time, dozens of dozens of vampires swarmed Jaune and Jeanne as they burst forward with bloodlust and hunger for their flesh.

Jaune saw the wave of monsters coming at them and dropped his shield. He held his sword like a bat as he charged it with his aura. The silver sword turned bright white and vibrated as it glowed with magic foreign to this world.

*HAH!*

He swung his sword as an arc of a combination of mysterious light and ki was unleashed, not before turning the air into a moving arc of force too. All vampires were halted in their tracks as they were stunned by that air slash. Instead of a blade, it felt like a truck slamming into them, with many of their ribs broken and ruffling the leaves on the trees, but it didn't take long, just a moment later where the arc of foreign light and ki slashed into them. Vampires and even the trees were cut into two as the aura arc traveled further before dissipating.

*SLICE!*

Bodies and trees fell as Jaune used a technique only Jeanne ever saw before. All the attackers were dead, and the air which once had a scent of soil and leaves now has that of iron.

"What magic was that?!" Jaune didn't get a chance for a breather as Lavinia zoomed towards him, "That was light and ki mixed! I have heard of it before, but I didn't know you can put it in such an application! Was that Touki?!" Lavinia continued to bombard Jaune with questions while he tried to push her away because she was too close.

"Indeed." Burin said to Jeanne, "he even had the strength to turn the air into an air slash."

"Indeed." A chilling voice said as all looked up and saw figures floating in the sky with bat wings.

Jaune's aura detect the killing intent directed at him and only had a moment to push Lavinia aside and kicked his shield back to him as a big man with pale skin dropped in front of him and shot a powerful punch.

Jaune didn't get a position in time as he haphazardly braced for impact.

*DONG!*

His shield rang like a bell as it shined with aura, but he was not strong enough to hold the force as he was launched away from the opening!

"JAUNE!" Jeanne's voice slowly faded as his vision was trees zooming past him, before he slammed into a tree, breaking it into two.

*SNAP!*

Jaune landed roughly on the ground as his aura tanked the damage, but even without Remnant technology, he knows it is more than halfway empty. His Double Arc Slash drained a significant amount of aura, and that punch hit harder than any Grimm Nuckelavee can muster on its kick.

Jaune tried to get up but winced as he felt his left forearm broken. With practice Ren taught him, he concentrated on aura to patch it up, he could not afford for a total heal, especially with the killing intent approaching him quickly.

"God and Brothers, I wished I had my Semblance." Jaune cursed as he heaved himself up and got ready for the battle. His opponent is thankfully not so fast as a Devil Knight and Jaune used this time to asses himself.

He is in an area where the tree is not so far from one another, and he saw the tree that got snapped with huge splinters all around.

"Close Quarters," Jaune whispered as he checked his gear; his shield cracked but his sword is okay, he patted their coat to see if his other tools were damaged, but nothing looks broken or wrong, except for the blood under his coat. He later felt tears on his coat with some of his blood on it.

"Considering that I was too shocked by that punch, I didn't focus my aura to protect me from that short flight," Jaune whispered seriously.

If this was the Vytal Tournament, his aura will be clear at the Red zone where he is disqualified to continue to participate and his protection by his aura is not be anymore guaranteed.

"Well, it has been a while." Jaune nodded to himself, thinking about the status of his aura as his opponent, the man who punched him finally arrived.

He was big, like Hazel big. But his skin was deadly pale, and he has obvious vampire fangs and red eyes. He wore a black leather jacket, giving the rather emo getup as he introduced himself.

"Hugo. My name is Hugo." He jovially said, "I am a Stray Rook who is blessed with the power of vampirism."

Jaune rose an eyebrow, "stray?"

"Yes." Hugo smiled, "my entire peerage killed our pathetic master. We joined him to get stronger, but he lacked the ambition for us to gain strength. We sought more power, and thankfully a vampire lord, OUR LORD, gave it to us."

He then chuckled and got into a boxer's stance, "you see, we are trying to advance ourselves with more power, and our Queen has found a way to remove our weakness." He took something from his pocket and reveal it to be a cross, Jaune's eyes narrowed, "you are getting in the way, my friend, and you will pay dearly for it."

Muscle memory got Jaune in his guarded stance. Shield front, grip tight on his sword as his eyes peaked just above his shield.

Hugo laughed even more! "HAHAHAHAHA, what will you go to do? Fighting a Superior race with a Rook's power AND no weakness to Holy Objects?" Hugo showed the cross for emphasis, "what can a broken shield and an ordinary sword do?"

Unknown to Hugo, Jaune used his shield to cover his hand getting something inside his coat.

He suddenly threw at least four yellow ping pong balls at Hugo, although Hugo didn't anticipate it, he reacted by punching them in the air.

The balls suddenly flash brightly! Each ball rivaling that of an ordinary flash bang!

Hugo's eyes burnt as he covered his eyes by instinct, then pain raced on his midriff.

A silver sword coated with aura ground against the Rook's defense as it drew blood, but it was not as deep as Jaune wanted.

Hugo shot a punch blindly near Jaune's head, and Jaune parried the blow. Sparks flew as Hugo is wide open again and Jaune thrust his sword forward with a burst of aura.

The sword ground against the Rook's gut as it dug into it, but again it was not deep enough. A huge hand held the blade as Jaune tried to pull back.

The rook glared at him, but Jaune added a bit more aura into his weapon and pulled.

The blade cut the palm of the giant as said giant winced before fire lit up in his eyes and headbutted Jaune!

Jaune only had a split second to raise his shield infused with the aura he could spare. He blocked it with the edge of his shield, however, the strain prove too much and his aura couldn't do anything as it shattered.

Shards of steel flew, some scratching his face and drawing a bit of blood before Jaune in front kicked Hugo to gain some distance. He landed a few feet from him and subtly inspected his shield. Half of it was shattered with other half looked to dented for any practical use. He then looked at is opponent and saw that the shards also scratched his face and his eye was bleeding!

"ARhghhrrr!" Hugo screamed as he held is face. He held the tip of a shard stuck in his eyes and pulled it out. "AHHHRHRHR!"

The shard was small, but from the bleeding his eye got, it is safe to say that he only has one eye left.

Hugo looked furious, with the combination of the pain, the loss of his left eye, and the shame of not squashing his puny human! He will break the hunter into pieces!

Jaune saw the obvious rage in Hugo's eyes, just a tad away from the madness. He saw his sword, he didn't put enough aura to cut Hugo deeply last time, and he only had a few amounts of aura to spare.

He steeled his nerves and casualty placed his sword on his shoulder as if it as an umbrella as a fragmented memory of an enemy-turned-friend flashed before him. He couldn't see her face and he couldn't remember the color of her hair, but he saw the nibbled black silhouette of Neo Politan.

He remembered the frustration of trying to even hit her and the excitement when she tried to teach her technique to the gang. No one could ever copy her from move to move, but she taught the principal and developed their talent with it.

Hugo marched forward with menacing steps as Jaune stood casually, he could never replicate Neo's smirk, but he taunted Hugo by not looking concerned at all.

Both fighters looked toward each other. Both had blood on their faces and are in pain.

Then Jaune spits on Hugo's boots.

Hugo reeled back his fist and launched it toward Jaune's face.

*BAM!*

He was rewarded by a pummeling strike to his bleeding eye all Hugo saw has a flash of light and pain as he stumbled a bit. He recovered and saw Jaune's sword coated with a thick light of white.

Jaune dodged stepped forward and use the momentum of Hugo against him.

"Light? And Ki?" He asked

"Really? Immune by Holy Objects but still get dazed by solid light?" Jaune looked bored, "all that effort, but light can still beat the crap out of you!"

That taunt didn't feel insulting, but to a man who sacrificed his humanity and felt justification once he held a cross unharmed, it means that he is just like Jaune!

Hugo burst forward with rage and swung his fist at Jaune. Jaune leaned back and simply stepped back as the vampire rook continue to be swung. Some japs were thrown, and Jaune just tilt his head. Body shots were thrown, but Jaune just twist his hips and feet to dodge them.

It was not perfect. Knuckles were able to gaze at his skin and inflict pain on him. But Hugo, was so close to breaking Jaune but is too slow kill him before Jaune twists and let his fist slide with minimal damage, and it didn't help that Hugo's missing eye makes it hard to see depth or make proper estimates of his target!

Jaune for his part is panicking inside. His aura is critically low and each hit shaves it. He must take the risk to finally end the fight. Gathering all remaining aura in his tank and infused it to his blade making it glow white. If he gets hit now, he will die.

Jaune twist his head in a nick of time as a fist flew past his head, and in that moment, he swung his blade to the offending arm.

It was cut, but the cut was not deep enough to find the bone. More punches flew his way as he narrowly dodges each one and counterattacked. Dodge, cut at the abdomen. Dodge, cut at his side. The edges of Hugo's knuckles act like blades as they gazed at Jaune's bare skin and cut it open.

The pattern continued. Jaune's heart beat like an engine as in every second he almost lose his life five times, until he ducked down a powerful swing and sliced his knee of Hugo.

Silver severed joints as Hugo suddenly lost balance and fell on one knee.

Jaune immediately raised his sword high and slammed it down! Hugo caught the blade. But suddenly he lost power to his grip as the blade slid of his palm and slammed into his shoulder! The blade found bone, but his Rook trait of Hugo prevented it from cutting it.

Hugo felt pain! But now thinking for a moment, he feels pain everywhere! He looked at his palm and noticed at it was bleeding profusely and remembered that it was the hand he used to catch the sword when Jaune tried to stab him in the gut.

But something is not right! That cut was shallow! Not as deep as the ones on his hand! Then he noticed the darkening skin around his wounds. It looked bad, like as if his flesh was rotting.

He then proceeded to look at the other wounds he received and noticed that they are all bleeding hard and dark pigment surrounds each cut.

"Silver." Jaune answered the unasked question as Hugo's remaining eye shot wide open, "a natural killer to all things unnatural, aka, vampires."

WHAT?! HOW?! I AM A ROOK! I AM A VAMPIRE!

Hugo's mind goes into turmoil. His thinking slowed down and the world faded for a bit as he had a hard time thinking as the amount of silver in his blood in now starting to attack his brain. But the emotion of rage remained.

Rage turned into vengeance. Vengeance turned into madness.

With a burst of strength, Hugo bear-hugged Jaune stood up, and slammed him into the ground.

Jaune only had a moment to command his aura, but cold solid ground smash into his body and a white glow around his body flicked and broke.

"Shit." Jaune said with fear, as his aura finally broke.

Hugo having no idea what happened, choked Jaune. He placed his weight in a singular functioning arm and pour this strength. Jaune felt his neck about to snap, until Hugo released some weight.

"Oh, no. I will make sure you will die slowly."

Then Hugo placed his weight back unto Jaune.

Jaune chocked as he tried to stretch the offending arm or punch Hugo in the face. It didn't work as the Rook's defense has proven to be too strong.

Then Jaune jabbed at the bleeding eye of Hugo.

"Ho~ It didn't hurt. I wonder why."

Jaune realized that the nerves of Hugo's damaged eye are already dead, and he could not inflict pain.

Hugo continued his slow murder as Jaune's face turned purple.

He could hurt him! He could even break the strength and defense of the Rook.

Then a spark came into Jaune's eyes in times of desperation.

"Oh~ So what is your plan no-argh!" Hugo wanted to taunt, and it was what Jaune needed as he shoved black balls into Hugo's mouth.

Then Jaune hit Hugo's throat with a punch which Ren will approve. Hugo intensively choked and swallowed to dull the pain, as he felt round objects going down to his stomach.

*boom*

Hugo's firm abs bloated as his entire body glowed in warm light.

"AAAAHHHRRGG!"

Hugo felt pain like nothing before! He vomited blood on Jaune with bits of flesh and ash as he clutched his stomach with his last functioning arm and let go of Jaune. He screamed to the sky as he felt his organs turn to a cinder but was still hard enough to refuse him the mercy of death.

Suddenly, he felt a hand grabbing his shirt and pulling him back to Jaune. The last thing Hugo saw with is the last eye were cold blue ones, as Jaune shoved his pistol into Hugo's blood eye!

*BANG BANG!*

Silver rounds bounced within the Rook's skull as the undead life of Hugo left his red eye.

Jaune brought him to the ground and climbed over him, then pointed his gun to Hugo's heart.

*BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!* *Click Click*

Jaune stood. Painted. Reloaded his 1911, then picked up his sword

Hugo stayed on the ground. Mangled. And Dead.