Songs

1.Unwell

Song by Matchbox Twenty

2.Shut Up!

Song by Simple Plan

3.Bedroom Ceiling

Song by Citizen Soldier


"Fucking animal!" said one of Jaune's kidnappers, as he threw Jaune back into his cell. Landing on the dirty hay, stain with bodily fluids. Jaune remains laying down on his stomach, making no noise or movement. Burying his face into the hay, ignoring the smell. Once he hears the door close, he crawls to his corner. Exhausted by today's torture, pissing off the kidnappers by not making a sound or any reaction today. Sitting up and leaning on the cold steel wall. Feeling the pain from his newly fresh cuts. The bruises already healing with his scars closing up. Today he was hanged up side down and beaten like a punching bag. But after some time with him not even making a noise. They pulled out the whips and kept at it for some time. Till they got tired from all the beaten, whipping. So the one who keeps calling him pet. Took out his knifes and marked him once again. He unconsciously chuckles at the memory of his face when he wouldn't give in to the pain. Seeing how angry he became, that he left him his biggest, longest scar on his chest. Feeling the blood loss already taking its toll. He starts to close his eyes. "Jaune" he keeps his eyes closed "Yes?". "Back so soon?" feeling the presence of the shadowy figure. "Yes" He barley manages to say with the little strength he has. "Did you scream?", "No" he responds quietly.

He never understood why he appeared and how he's the only one who can see him. "That's good " or what does it want with him. They stay quiet till they hear gun fire through the door. "JAUNE!" Someone shouts from the other side of the door. He recognizes the voice and weakly turns his head towards the door. He tries to say something but nothing came out. "They finally found you Jaune" Jaune turns back to the shadowy figure. But he's long gone, just in time when the door is blown open. Jonathan rushes inside "Jaune!" he says before seeing him there. Leaning on the wall, fresh blood still on him. Not wasting time, he goes over and falls on his knees. Snatching up his son, hugging him tightly, ignoring the stench. "Jaune" he shakily says with tears releasing. Embracing his only son, thanking the god above. Jaune couldn't hold on, his consciousness lost. The last thing he sees is his grandfather coming in looking to the corner where the shadowy figure first appeared.

--

Waking up from his dream and seeing his ceiling. Recognizing the fan he installed when he broke the original one. He sits up and looks around and cracks his neck. Getting up from the couch and feeling the cold air touch his chest. Looking down to his shirt and noticing his button up shirt is open, missing the buttons. He tries to cover himself, before going to the kitchen. "Max?!" He shouts while going to the kitchen. He sees a note on the table with a glass of water. He picks it up, seeing Max's handwriting. It reminds him about the meeting at 7 pm today. "I thought the meeting was at 7 am not pm" Jaune says to himself. He drops the note on the table and goes over to the fridge. fishes out the milk and drinks from the gallon. His scroll rings that's in his pocket. Taking it out, he sees its ten in the morning. "Fuck!" he shouts, remembering it's Friday. He missed classes again, and then he checks his email. Which has five messages from Ren asking where he is.

Jaune takes off his shirt and runs up stairs to find something to wear. But all he has is dress shirts. So he opens a box that's all the way in the back. Pulls out a navy blue shirt that has a Violet chibi winking. And on the top is written in crimson letters "Hey soul sister". Putting it on and running to the garage. He gets on his bike and drives off. Driving all the way to store his bike and trying to make it to the bus stop. Thankfully he made it in time to get on the next bus. Walking all the way to the back, he didn't notice the stares he's getting. Taking a seat at the end of the bus. He leans back for a split minute when he felt the air touching his wrists. He instinctively sits up and notices the sleeves don't reach all the way. Giving him a look at his wrists.

--

It's been a month an a half when they released him from the hospital. It was hard for everyone to see him so broken. He rarely smiled like he used to. He stopped trying to spend time with anyone. All he did was stay in his room thinking about the events that took place. Hearing everyone saying that he's lucky to survive. Made his blood boil to the point he walks away. Hating how everyone now wants to spend time with him. The only one he didn't mind spending time with is Alfred. He would spend time with him back whenever he could. But he rarely had time because of his job as his family's personal butler. His mother tried to spend as much time as she could with him. But being pregnant really made it hard. So he would lock himself in his room and do what his uncle told him to do. To write what he feels down on a page. Be it happens, love, sadness, pain or rage to put on a page. So he did just that. And eventually his parents hired therapists to 'fix' him. He's had nine therapists already, and none could help him. Some felt fear when he would tell them what they did to him. Or what he wishes to do to them.

They gave up on him or his Grandfather would notice no difference in his manners. So here he is, ready to meet another person who just doesn't understand what he went through. "Jaune!" Joan yells at the bathroom door. He keeps staring at his reflection in the mirror. Seeing his scars all over his upper body. Luckily the leader told the others to leave his face. "Still can't believe your alive" Jaune turns towards the toilet. The shadowy figure is sitting there, looking right at him. Noticing the slight change in him, shorter now. With something popping out from his head like hair. Jaune turns back to the mirror and holds his right hand up. And with his left, he grabs a razor, gently placing it on his wrist. Pushing ever so slowly and tracing it to the side. Seeing the blood staining his wrist. "Why do you do that?" it asks, once Jaune finishes washing the razor. "To feel" he tells him emotionless. Once done cleaning the blood up from the sink and his wrist. Looking at his freshly new scar completely healed. He gets dressed and walks out. And standing right in front of him is his twin sister. Joan, wearing a pink dress, has short hair. She didn't say anything, she reaches for his hand. He pulls it back while trying to avoid eye contact. She keeps looking at him, hoping he would look at her. But he didn't, so she turns around and walks away. "Dad said the doctor is here and he's waiting for you in the library" she tells him, while trying to hold her tears. It hurt seeing her brother like this, a complete stranger.

After some time looking at his sister walking away. Taking slow paces to the library, with his head down. Thinking about his pathetic life. Realizing he never been this free to walk around his grandfather's castle before. Always hiding from the help that were not allowed to know about him. Wearing uncomfortable clothes to stuff his wings. Tears threatening to come out from the rage he's feeling. It took him to get tortured to be here. He stops and turns around and leaves. Instead of slowly walking away, he runs through the halls. Letting everything sink in, the humiliation he went through. Being hidden from the world like a FREAK. Neglected by his family like a NUISANCE. Treated like a PET-. He crashes into someone who falls down, with him doing the same. Jaune looks at the person he knocked down is a butler and right behind him is Alfred. Rising a eyebrow "Master Jaune, aren't you supposed to be with the new therapist?". It didn't take long for him to convince Jaune to go see the doctor. Now they are standing in front of the door. "Here we are" he tells him. Jaune doesn't respond or move, all he wants is to leave. Hearing Alfred sighing before kneeling and gently placing his hand on his shoulder. "I know your afraid Master Jaune-", "Just Jaune Alfred, and I'm not afraid". "Very well Jaune, I know how it feels to talk about things. That haunt you, but you-". The door opens up to reveal a man with glasses and bear ears. He's wearing a grey sweater vest with a white shirt and black pants with shoes.

Both of them look at him for a bit till he apologizes and tells them he'll wait inside. Jaune shrugs Alfred's hand off his shoulder "I don't want to go in". Crossing his arms over his chest with a pout. "Ma-" he stops himself when Jaune narrows his eyes at him. "Jaune, you need this", "No I don't!" he yells at him. "Think of your family-", "They don't care about me" he responds venomously. Never before hearing that tone made Alfred flinch. They stay silent for a couple of minutes before Alfred says something that causes Jaune to drop this anger. "Then do it for your Nana and Uncle Cash" Jaune's pout drops and tears start to spill. "If they were here, they would want you to go in there and get the help you need" he looks to the ground. Seeing his tears hit the floor, just by mentioning them. He felt Alfred pull him into a hug, allowing him to bury his face onto his shoulder. "It's alright Jaune, let it all out"-

--

"Violet!" he stuffs his hands inside his pockets, trying to hide his wrists. He turns to see some kids looking at him with stars in their eyes. Confusion takes over till he hears the next thing "Where's your glasses?". Realization hits him like a truck "I never took off the wig". "I lost them last night hehe" he scratches the back of his head in embarrassment. It felt like a long ride to the center of Vale. Once there he got off and kept his hands inside his pockets. Nearing a store he looks at a jacket that got his eyes. Going inside to buy it, he sees a rack of glasses and shades. So he picks up ones that keep his eyes hidden, pure black. Moving to the jackets and picking a black one with white strips on the sleeves. Taking it and looking around to see if there's any cameras. He spotted a couple so he goes over to buy them before putting them on and taking off his wig. He did that in a nearby alley. Walking out, he pumps into a small girl who glares at him. "I'm sorry" he says while noticing her pink and brown hair. But she stops her glare when she looks at his shirt. She recognizes it by just glancing at it. It's the first limited edition Violet chibi shirt, there was only a couple of them made for his first concert. When Jaune sees her eyes, "Fuck" he's in trouble. "I'm really sorry for pumping into you but I got to go" he says nervously. As he slowly backs away from her.

But every step he took, she took one forward. So he spins around and runs like there's no tomorrow. Hearing her steps behind him. He starts to think of a way to get away from her. Running through the street, dodging cars by jumping over them. Making it across the other side. He briefly looks to see if she followed him. His eyes go wide to see her jumping over the cars and narrowing her eyes at him. "Fuck" he takes off even faster, pushing people. Seeing a alley nearing, he does a hard turn into it. Throwing any trash cans that can slow her down. But it didn't help as much, so when he spotted a steam pipe coming out from one of the walls. He fuses a little of aura on his right foot. And hopes it would work, he kicks it, breaking it. Steam shoots out, covering him. He throws himself to the wall and sees the girl shielding her face when she passes by him. Never seeing him, she continues chasing after him out of the alley. Confuse when she doesn't spot him, turning to the sides to see which way he went. Frustration coming into play, she makes up her mind and runs to her left. he steps away from the hot steam that burns a lot. He walks out of the alley and looks around and goes to his right.

Couple of minutes later he's entering the station. Taking out his ID and showing it to the security. Once he's let in, he goes and takes a seat. Knowing the ride is like fifteen minutes, he looks out the window. Thinking about his childhood after some time after that day.

--

A young Jaune is sitting on his bed with a guitar. After some session with the therapist, he thought it's a healthy way for him to let his feelings out through music. Tuning the guitar while there's a black smoke appearing in front of him. "You know, your pretty good" the shadow says while forming on the desk, sitting down. Jaune ignores him, just keeping his focus on his guitar. "Why are you ignoring me?" He asks, but Jaune didn't care. He keeps pretending he's not there "So that's how it is, ignore the very person whose been there for you since-", "YOUR NOT REAL!" Jaune shouts. Finally acknowledging him "Your not real, your just in my head". Keeping his eyes on the guitar. "I am real Jaune" he drops his back on the bed. Laying down, facing up to the ceiling. "That's rude Jaune, to ignore the only person whose been there for you" he starts to play a melody. At that time, Joan quietly opens the door and leaves enough space open to see Jaune laying on his bed. She's been concerned for his mental health. Lately he's been talking to himself, always looking at the walls when there's nobody there. The therapist told her parents that Jaune created an imaginary friend to help him through his trauma. But that's not the only thing, he's been acting more distant. And more aggression by the smallest things. Sometimes he acts like a completely different person to them. But her parents told them to give Jaune space. As she's thinking this, Jaune starts to play once again. He does nothing else but play the guitar and lock himself in his room. Before she could continue her train of thought. She hears his voice.

"All day starin' at the ceilin' makin' Friends with shadows on my wall" he glances towards the Shadow. "All night hearing voices tellin' me. That I should get some sleep. Because tomorrow might be good for somethin' Hold on, feelin' like I'm headed for a breakdown. And I don't know why" he moves his attention to the ceiling. Joan's confused to see Jaune doing that. Looking at nothing but the desk and then turning back to the ceiling. "But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwellI know, right now you can't tell. But stay a while and maybe then you'll see. A different side of me. I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired, I know, right now you don't care. But soon enough you're gonna think of me. And how I used to be, me" knowing how his sisters feel. Seeing their little brother change so much. The little brother who had big dreams, with a smile that always brought them so much joy. But seeing him now, a shell of the person he once was. "I'm talkin' to myself in public, dodging glances on the train. And I know, I know they've all been talkin' about me. I can hear them whisper, and it makes me think. There must be somethin' wrong with me. Out of all the hours thinkin', somehow I've lost my mind" every time he went out to town with his family. He would talk to the shadow that's been there for him. Making people glance towards him. Thinking he's insane "But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. I know, right now you can't tell. But stay a while and maybe then you'll see. A different side of me, I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired. I know, right now you don't care. But soon enough you're gonna think of me. And how I used to be" starting to play a little bit faster, feeling his tears threatening to come out. Joan was about to open the door, but someone grabs her by the shoulder.

She turns to see her father holding her. His tears already coming out with his wife beside him. She held her mouth, trying not to release a cry. So Joan turns back to see her twin "I've been talkin' in my sleep. Pretty soon they'll come to get me, Yeah they're takin' me away" Jaune lost the battle and cries along side his twin. "I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell I know, right now you can't tell. But stay a while and maybe then you'll see, A different side of me. I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired. I know, right now you don't care. But soon enough you're gonna think of me. And how I used to be yeah, how I used to be, How I used to be. How I used to be" he sat up and keeps playing "Well, I'm just a little unwell, How I used to be. How I used to be, I'm just a little unwell" after he's done, he lays his guitar down beside him and feels tired.

So he lays down on his side, closing his eyes to pretend he didn't notice his twin and parents standing there with the door cracked open. "You sang beautifully" the shadow says before disappearing, leaving Jaune to fall asleep.

--

He gets up when he felt the landing. Walking out of the bullhead and making his way to the dorms. Just before he could make it, he sees his family's legacy again. Other days he felt like shit seeing this statue, but not today. He keeps walking to the dorms, never looking back. Before he could get to the dorms entrance, Ren walks out. When their eyes made contact, did Jaune feel his soul being drained from his body. "Jaune" Ren says while moving towards him. He could run, but knowing he would have to come back eventually. "Where have you been?" He demands an answer. "He's mad!, what should I do?. Should I run or face the music" that last one made him chuckle. "What's so funny Jaune?" Ren says slightly narrowing his eyes at him, while getting closer. "Fuck!, I've made it worse. Think Jaune, think, I remembered a joke. No you fool!!!!" Just then his stomach growls. "Save! Sorry about that, I haven't eaten since-. Holy crap, when did I last eat" Jaune can't remember his last meal. Ren sighs "If your hungry we should go to the mess hall. Everyone is there eating before going to combat class". Ren then leads the way as they remain quiet, walking side by side.

"I'm sorry" Jaune says hoping to break the awkward silence. Ren remains silent, he just keeps walking. "I'm sorry for not answering your calls or texts" Jaune says. But still no word or even screaming is acceptable, just to know how much trouble he's in. They're nearing the mess hall when Ren stops completely. "I'm not mad at that Jaune. It's the fact our leader isn't taking his responsibility seriously. You've been missing classes and neglecting us, you're teammates". Something snaps with him, hearing this makes his blood boil. He tightens his hands into fists. Ren sees his stare turning into a glare "I haven't been neglecting you Ren. You guys are the ones who've been neglecting me!" Jaune shouts. He doesn't feel his legs move forward "We haven't had anytime together as a team because you and Nora have been hanging out with Neon and her partner. And Pyrrha is off-" just saying her name brings this overwhelming feeling of hurt he's very familiar with.

Stopping himself before going inside "Do you think I want this. To be alone while you and Nora go off to god knows where" he turns around to glare at him. "Seeing the very same people I call friends ignore me for others" his voice deepens. Ren remains calm but he notices something about his aura. "So how about you preach wh-" he got close enough for Ren to stop him. By placing his hand on his shoulder and using his aura. It briefly effects and stops working. Confusing him farther by this, his semblance never done this. But it's enough for Jaune to regain his senses. Leaning on the wall with his other hand on his head. He looks at Ren looking at his own hand. "Whats wrong?" before Ren could answer. Nora runs behind him and jumps on his back "REN WHERE WERE YOU?!". That cheerful expression vanishes when her eyes land on Jaune. Narrowing her eyes "Jaune-Jaune or should I say traitor!". "Hey Nora" his stomach growls once again with a vengeance. "Can we hold this conversation after I've gotten something to eat?", "Fine" she points at her eyes with two fingers and then back at him. "I'm watching you" he just rolls his eyes.

Finally going inside to get food, he grabs a big plate full of chicken with fries. Going to their table which has team Rwby and Pyrrha. Ren seats next to Nora, Jaune takes his spot next to Ren. He doesn't waste time to stuff his mouth. Getting confused stares from everyone except Nora and Ren. Ruby is the one to have her eyes focus on his face then his leather jacket like the rest. She has this big smile by finding out he's Violet's mysterious friend. "Jaune, where's your pumpkin Pete hoodie?" Pyrrha asks. It's been a while since she spoke to him. Which causes him to choke on the fries he was chewing on. Snatching up the can of soda and chugging it. Hitting his chest to pass the food, he looks at her. "It's in my drawer, why?", "Because you always wear it" Weiss says while tilting her head slightly. Feeling like she's seen him before with a jacket. But for the life of her, she can't remember. It might just be her, by everyone's reaction at his new clothing. "Then why wear that leather jacket?" Pyrrha asks while getting a better view by leaning forward. "And where did you get it, and do they have it for women?" Yang asks, admiring it. "I bought it this morning in Vale", "And what were you doing at Vale?, and why buy it?" Ren asks.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you" taking a chicken leg and munching on it. "And why would that be?" Ruby asks with a knowing smile. Jaune looks at her direction, noticing her smile and then getting a wink from her. Raising an eyebrow in confusion "I was being chased by a girl" he says while reaching for another chicken leg. Everyone went silent for couple of minutes till Yang bursts into laughter with Weiss joining her. Jaune just ignores them and turns to his team. Nora and Pyrrha are trying to hold their giggles in check, while Ren gives him a questionable look. Turning to Ruby, whose in the same boat as Pyrrha and Nora. Blake's face is buried into her book "They're mocking you~". Ignoring that voice and eating away, trying to finish to leave. Once Yang finishes laughing herself to death, she wipes a tear away "Really Vomit boy, a girl was chasing you?" Jaune finally looks at her. "Yes but I think it was because of what I'm wearing" trying to calm himself by changing the subject. Knowing how they'll react makes his heart pump by excitement. He opens his jacket to show them the shirt in all it's glory.

Seeing the shirt, makes the girls hold their breath while Ren looks unfazed. Weiss is shocked to say the least. Yang and Ruby don't dare to breath for a second. Blake drops her book onto her food, staining it. Nora's eyes go wide and keeps looking at the image of Violet. Pyrrha wants to reach and touch it but fear keeps her at bay. Looking at one of the most rare items from Violet's collection. "What's wrong with the shirt?" he asks as naive as he can with a questionable expression. But he knew how much this shirt is worth in the collectors market. And to a bunch of fans that would start a club about him and even risk going to jail after chasing him through downtown. It's fucking priceless, just like their reactions. Grabbing and stretching it made them all stand up "STOP!" they shout at the same time. Gaining the attention of everyone, including the rest of the Super Duper Violet Fan Club members. "You dolt!, do you even know what your wearing?" Weiss says, while her eyes are glued to his shirt. "Yes, it's an old shirt" he blankly says with a expressionless face. Swear to the gods he heard someone hiss behind him just now. Yang and Ruby slam their hands down on the table. Stopping him from stretching it any farther. "Are you that stupid!" Weiss asks, crossing her arms. "Jaune, whatever you do. Don't harm that shirt" Ruby pleads. "Yea VB, just let go of the shirt slowly" Yang raises both hands up, trying to keep him from moving his hand.

"Where did you even get that shirt from?" Pyrrha asks. Using his other hand to place it under his chin while rubbing it "Let me remember hhmmm". Closing his eyes "I remember some people giving it to me. And one guy with red hair saying something" his answer gets everyone to imagine Violet giving it to him. "Did Violet give it to you?" Ruby asks with the brightest smile, confusing everyone else. "I seriously don't care to be honest. It's just a shirt with a creepy looking guy" he grabs a soda and throws it on the shirt. Shocking many to the point their colors drain from their bodies. "NNNNOOOOOOO!!!!!" the women release a ear piercing scream. "That's a limited edition Violet chibi shirt. Only fifty of those shirts were made for his first concert. Just one of those shirts can go for thousands of lien" Ruby whimpers, seeing the now ruin shirt. "Take off that shirt right now!" Weiss shouts/demands. Going around the table to force it off him. Yang or any other girl or guy would have, but they're still shocked. Weiss is the only one to snap out of it. Jaune standing up and turning to her while crossing his arms over his chest. "Arc, your ruining a valuable shirt" she raises her voice.

His eyes hardening, leaning down to glare into her eyes "No" his voice snaps everyone back to reality. Just by how deep and menacing it sounds. But the most surprising thing is to who he spoke to. Weiss hearing some of them whispering to each other. About how Jaune grew a back bone or some taste in women. Till it eventually develops about her lack of breasts. Her face turns red from pure rage at them. But sadly she takes her anger and frustration on Jaune. Yelling up a storm, jamming her index finger onto his chest. "This fucking bitch, yelling at us. Like we're nothing!" eye twitching. Remembering all those times she would insult him for no reason. Always saying he's only after her for money or status. Never taking the time to know him. Blood boiling, breathing rugged, seeing red. "I can't believe I fell for this cunt", "Are you even listening Arc!?" music appears out of nowhere. Confusing her "Where is that coming from?" Weiss asks, looking around for the source. Once she looks at Jaune, noticing a mic in his hand. "There you go, You're always so right. It's all a big show, It's all about you. You think you know What everyone needs. You always take time, To criticize me. It seems like everyday. I make mistakes. I just can't get it right It's like I'm the one. You love to hate, But not today" he sings right at her face, never blinking. She's taken back by this, never noticing the background melting away into complete darkness. "So shut up, shut up, shut up. Don't wanna hear it, Get out, get out, get out. Get out of my way, Step up, step up, step up. You'll never stop me. Nothing you say today, Is gonna bring me down"

Now he's the one poking her flat chest, pushing her back. Gaining a vicious smile, seeing her hopeless. As she backs up, did she pump into something, trapping her. "There you go, You never ask why. It's all a big lie, Whatever you do. You think you're special, But I know, and I know. And I know, and we know, That you're not" two hands grab her shoulders, making her jump from fright. She looks up to see another Jaune with short hair and piercings on his left ear and eyebrow. With disgust present in his eyes "You're always there to point, Out my mistakes. And shove them in my face, It's like I'm the one. You love to hate, But not today" He pushes her forward, causing her to fall on her hands. She looks up to see Jaune kneeling down, glaring at her. "So shut up, shut up, shut up. Don't wanna hear it. Get out, get out, get out. Get out of my way. Step up, step up, step up You'll never stop me. Nothing you say today Is gonna bring me down"

Standing up quickly, looking around to see Violet there. Giving her one hell of a glare "Is gonna bring me down. Will never bring me down" the lights went off for a split second before coming back. Revealing Weiss to be in a concert, surrounded by all the students. Who're looking up to the stage. Violet is there with Jaune on guitar while Ren is on base with Nora on drums. They're wearing rock punk clothes with some paint on their faces. "Don't tell me who I should be. And don't try to tell me what's right for me. Don't tell me what I should do. I don't wanna waste my time. I'll watch you fade away" Violet jumps up to get his blood pumping. Getting the audience to follow his lead. Leaving Weiss surrounded by a sea of fans jumping around her, while singing with him.

"So shut up, shut up, shut up. Don't wanna hear it. Get out, get out, get out, Get out of my way. Step up, step up, step up. You'll never stop me, Nothing you say today. Is gonna bring me down" Nora's going more hard on the drums while Ren seems calm while tapping his foot to the rhythm. And Jaune's moving his head a little more aggressive. And Violet's yelling the lyrics while keeping his eyes on her. "Shut up, shut up, shut up. Don't wanna hear it Get out, get out, get out. Get out of my way, Step up, step up, step up. You'll never stop me, Nothing you say today. Is gonna bring me down. Bring me down {Shut up, shut up, shut up} Won't bring me down {Shut up, shut up, shut up} Bring me down {Shut up, shut up, shut up}Won't bring me down, Shut up, shut up, shut up" Nora throws her drum sticks towards the crowd, pulling out Magnhild in its grenade launcher mode. Firing towards the sticks, exploding when it made contact.

"ARC!" he snaps out of it, looking at Weiss who's ready to blow. "Are you even listening?!", "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Jaune screams out. Startling everyone, with Weiss nearly tripping when taking a step back. His expression looking like a complete different person from the lovable goof ball they came to know. With this deadly presence that engulfs her "Did you jus-", "I said SHUT UP!" his screaming becoming more louder. "Jaune?" Pyrrha says, being concern for her partner. He didn't even blink or turn towards her. Keeping his sight on the very bitch that needs to learn some manners. "You do nothing but crap all over me white bitch" taking a step forward. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" leaning down to be face to face with her. "I've been nothing but nice to you" getting close enough that she can see this raging fire in his eyes. "But your cold as your fucking old man" hearing that brought back her own rage. "You-", "I said to shut the fuck up" whispering didn't take away his menacing tone. "You go around with a stick up your ass. Demanding respect and obedience just because your a Schnee" backing away he looks around, seeing everyone staring at them. Once his eyes land on her team, noticing Ruby having tears threatening to come out. Blake keeping her blank face, with Yang having red eyes glaring at him. His eyes move to Nora whose holding Ren's hand, fear present. Pyrrha being speechless by his threatening expression to the heiress. So he walks forward, pumping Weiss's shoulder. "You make me sick of ever thinking about you as an angel" he says venomously. Hearing those words, truly made a big impact. He walks away, ignoring the glares and shouting from Yang who finally got the nerve to defend her.

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"Come on Bun-bun, tell me what happened" Coco says, sitting at the edge of Velvet's bed. Ever since last night at the park, she noticed how Velvet's ears never stood up. The only times she's like this is when she's sad about something. And with how she's still in bed, skipping classes today. Really worries her, she knows something happened between her and Violet. It didn't help when she saw buttons on the floor near the bench. And her red puffy eyes. If it wasn't for her crashing into with a hug and crying her eyes out while saying she didn't mean to say those things to him. "I'm sorry Coco but I want to be alone right now", "Okay" she gets up and walks away. Other days she would demand an answer but this feels different. So she goes over to the library and does some research about the Star Massacre. But no luck, just about the people who died that night. "Hey Coco" she turns to see Nebula going to her. And that's when she thought of something "Hey girl" Nebula standing next to her and looking at the newspapers with the title of that fateful night. She picks one up "What are you looking-" seeing it more clearly. "Why are you looking up the Star Massacre?", "I just want to know what happened. There's not a lot of information on it tho" she says before letting out a big frustrated sigh.

"So you want to know what happened that night?", "Yes" Coco answers, never hesitating. Nebula looks around to make sure nobody is near. Pulling up a chair next to her "Fine, but none of this can get to the press" she nods. Leaning back on her chair "My uncle was assigned to be leader for the security team. He's done it for three years straight. Never had to draw his gun during that time. Even when some of those celebrities start causing trouble while on drugs". Pulling up one of the news articles, with a burning building image "But that night, they were ambushed by the Cobras. The biggest bandits in Vacuo, known for their brutality, weapons and narcotics distribution all over Remnant", "Why did they attack them. By how some celebrities are known to be drug users. Why attack rich customers?" Coco asks. "I don't know, but my uncle told me they kept looking for someone at the party. Something to do with him destroying their weapons", "So they attacked for some merely weapons" Nebula lets the sheet of paper fall on the table. Concern but more fear present in her expression "Those weren't ordinary weapons. Those were made to...kill huntsmen". Fishing out her scroll, showing her a picture of her uncle missing his right hand "A knife cut right through my uncle's aura". Lowering it down to the table "His aura was in the green when it happened". "That's impossible" she says out loud, not believing it. "I know...but I trust my uncle... and many security and hunters died by them or said the same thing as him" Nebula puts away the scroll.

They remain silent till Coco starts to remember what Violet said. About him being saved by someone. "Then what happened, how did they survive that?" she asks. "He said they were saved by a young man that confessed to be the one to destroy their weapons", "Did they kill him?" seeing her shift in her seat. "No...he wouldn't die is what my uncle told me" this just gets more confusing. "The guy took bullets, stabs and even a battle axe to the shoulder. But he wouldn't die... he survived it. Blood spilling, staining his ruined clothes and the floor...and all he did was smile", "What?" disbelief written all over her face. "My uncle keeps saying that guy was no way human or Faunus. Saying he should have died!" pushing her chair back by standing up. "Seeing him kill those bandits with that smile... he came to a conclusion" her scroll rings. Checking it, seeing a text from one of her teammates. "What conclusion?" Coco on the edge of her seat asks. Nebula puts her scroll back inside her pocket "That it's the devil". Seeing her confuse look, Nebula sighs before scratching her head. "My grandfather would tell my father and uncle a story of a devil who appeared in the Great War. Destroying Vacuo in the last battle... and that a Angel coming down from the heavens to save them from it", "That makes no sense" Coco says. The only answer she gets right away is a shrug of understanding. "I know right, like angels or devils were real then. Wouldn't we have seen one by now"

Coco looks at the the burning building image. Thinking about everything she just heard, it sounds insane. "But if there's weapons like that" she leans on her chair. "Then how come we haven't heard about them or been w-", "Because someone wants to bury it" Nebula interrupts her. "My uncle was paid handsomely and all his hospital bills paid to keep his silence. But he told me cause he said to be careful of those weapons and that devil" she tells her. Coco takes off her shades and runs her eyes in frustration. "Did he at least tell you how...the devil looked like?" Nebula thinks for a minute. "Just something about blonde hair and scars all over his upper body.But don't worry about it to much. I don't think he's actually real" she halfheartedly laughs after saying that.

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Some time has passed, with Jaune taking a shower. Having his forehead on the wall, thinking about what happened. "I should apologize" he thought while looking down at the drain. Feeling the hot water on his back, seeing the swirling of the water going down. Eventually seeing the water turn red with a red eyeball passing by him and staying on top of the drain. "Go back inside" he stomps on it, never feeling it. Removing his foot and not seeing nothing but red water going down the drain. After some time he walks out of the shower and sees the mirror all fogged up. So he wipes it with his hand, and seeing his face. Noticing his expression looking just like how he used to be. His scroll notifies him of a text, checking it. Seeing Ozpin's number, and reading his text. Telling him to go over to his office right now. So he gets dress and walks out of the bathroom. Not expecting to see his team out there waiting. Each one of them sitting on their own bed. Feeling their eyes on him sorta felt weird. Ignoring that, he goes over to grab his wallet, checkbook and his jacket. Being used of them leaving him behind. He makes his way to the door when suddenly Nora gets up from her bed.

"Where you going fearless leader?, we were waiting for you" Jaune Looks at her. "Why?" this felt foreign to him. Normally they wouldn't be here when he leaves. Or even have a conversation with him. "We just wanted to make sure your alright" Pyrrha says, standing up and going over to him. Looking into those emerald eyes that gave him hope all those many nights. And that smile always brightens up his world just like Jinx. Unconsciously he blushes, with only a pink on his cheeks "I'm fine, just needed some time to cool down" he tells them with a shy smile. Ren got up "We should do something tonight, as a team" Ren says. Hearing that brought that warm feeling in his chest. When he first went out to Vale with them. "Sorry but I have plans with Mercury tonight" Pyrrha apologetically says. Nora moves over to Ren "And we have plans too Renny remember. We promised Noen and Flynt that we would go to that Jazz club" grabs his hand, with a faint blush. "They don't care Jaune~", "Fuck em!" Seeing that sorry look in Pyrrha's eyes, really pisses him off.

"Nora, we can go another time" he tells her but Jaune just pushes by them. Pulls the door open, breaking it from the doorframe, and destroying it when he slams it shut. Startling them in the process, seeing the destruction he caused. Speed walking towards Ozpin's office. Pumping into many students, not giving two shits. Nothing matters to him, getting glares from everyone. Hearing their whispers about how he humiliated Weiss. Finally making it to the elevator, he presses up and waits. Till he hears the ding sound and sees the doors open. Walking out and seeing Ozpin sitting behind his desk. "Mr.D'Arc, please have a seat" he tells him. Jaune does what he's told and takes a seat. "First of all, how's your day?", "I rather not talk about it" Jaune says. "Fair enough, the reason why I called you here is because of this" Ozpin shows a letter.

A letter from his sister Amethyst. Explaining how Jaune has to be absent for the whole next week and Monday. Seeing this calms him down, looking up to see Ozpin holding the new book of his sister. "Your sister bribed me with her new book and two tickets to the grand opening night of your video" Jaune's shocked to hear this. "Headmaster, I am so sorry for my sister's behavior" Ozpin raises his hand to stop him. "It's fine, I called you here to discuss this matter. As much as I want to give you those days to make your video. I can't give you permission to be absent for that long" he tells. For some reason Jaune feels relieved by this. "I under-", "So the more logical conclusion is to get you suspended for that week" he interrupts him.

His eyes go wide as dinner plates "Sorry, what was that?!". "We need to suspend you Mr.Arc, as of right now" he didn't flinch. "But how?", "Easy, you do something that will give me the power to suspend you. And you can go do your music video". They remain silent, thinking of a way. He could go and slap Glynda's ass or motorboat her tits. Shaking those thoughts away and remembering something that makes his blood boil for the tenth time this day. Remembering everything Velvet said that night. "I have an idea sir, but I'll need something from the schools armory" he growls out. Hearing his tone brought memories of his grandfather in the Great War. He unconsciously rubs his chest and sees something in Jaune's eyes. The flames he once feared in his past life.

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Jaune walks up to Team CRDL's room. Slamming his fist onto the door repeatedly. Hearing Cardin inside, yelling for whoever is knocking to fuck off. But that just adds more fuel to his anger, so he keeps hitting the door. Leaving cracks where he's been hitting. Stopping when Cardin finally opens up, shirtless and sweating. "What the fuck do you want!" Cardin shouts before realizing whose there. Once he saw the mop of blonde hair, and his blue eyes. "What do you want Jauney boy, can't you see I'm busy" he says cockily while leaning on the doorframe. Jaune looks pass him, noticing a girl. Sitting up from the bed, covering her breasts with a blanket. "I thought you were dating Velvet?" he says venomously in his deeper voice. Trying so hard to hold back his violent tendencies since he came here to Beacon. "You mean the little bunny, who you want to give your little carrot to?. Nah she's just a pet IAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!" Jaune pulls out a taser from his pocket and shoves it on Cardin's crotch. Cardin falls on his back, holding his balls in pain. Whimpering, groaning the whole time. Jaune moves in the room and has this disgust written all over his face. Kneeling down to his face "I told you before, leave my friends alone Winchester. If I find out your doing ANYTHING!" He leans closer "I'll cut your fucking balls off and shove them down your throat" he whispers venomously. Getting back up, dropping the taser next to him. Knowing it's empty, he using all of it on him. Looking at the girl panicking from witnessing his actions. "And YOU!" he points at her, seeing tears coming out from her. "You can do so much better then him" he says before stomping on Cardin's face, knocking him out. Turning around to leave, walking away with his blood boiling to new extremes. Making it hard to breath by all of this rage.

"What's wrong pet, did little birdie get tired" that voice bright more anger. But he can't catch his breath, trying desperately. He leans on the nearest wall and starts punching it with his right fist. "You know, your kinda worthless, the only good thing about you is I can take my frustration on you" his strength increases, cracking the wall. "I'm not done till my knuckles are bleeding or broken Pet~" his aura flickering white with every hit, till it stops protecting him. Blood starts to spill from his wounded knuckles. Staining the wall with his blood. But he never stops or slow downs, not even hearing his knuckles cracking. Lost in his own rage, never noticing two students from Haven Academy walking towards him. They witness his broken fist covered in fresh blood with dust from the cement wall. His punch sinking into the hole he's created. The one blonde hair and dark skin reaches him and grabs his wrist. "What are you doing?!" she shouts right at him. Barely keeping him from pulling his wrist away from her. "Arslan, what's wrong?" Reese asks her partner. As she turns to tell her to call for help, did Jaune pulls his wrist away from her. Hearing his knuckles crack from healing itself. Him falling on his knees, grabbing his own neck, gasping for air. Everything turning dark around them. Till he fell face first to the floor, faintly hearing them panic before nothing.

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A thirteen year old Johnny is sitting at a electric piano, inside his room. Wearing navy blue jeans and a long black sleeve shirt, with brown boots. "Is this your last song?" Ignoring him, he starts playing "If you heard the things that I say to my bedroom ceiling" keeping his eyes up to the ceiling. "Would you have me commited for the things I'm feeling? When I tell anybody else it only goes in circles. Sick of oversharing til' my face gets purple. No one understands me like my bedroom ceiling" feeling every frustration he's had with every therapist he met. "Oh, this is so messed up 'Cause I trust this room more than anyone. Oh, let me spill my guts. With the only one that will never run. When I'm at my worst and I'm so ashamed. I open up and nobody stays. Oh no, am I that messed up?" Feeling someone standing behind him. "'Cause I trust this room more than anyone. If you heard the things that I say to my bedroom ceiling. You'd be more focused on fixing than who they're killing. Don't know why you cringe when I say I don't want to live. Four inch concrete listened better than you ever did. No one understands me like my bedroom ceiling" finally looking forward. Seeing his reflection on the mirror, with the shadow right behind him. "Oh, this is so messed up 'Cause I trust this room more than anyone. Oh, let me spill my guts. With the only one that will never run. When I'm at my worst and I'm so ashamed. I open up and nobody stays. Oh no, am I that messed up? 'Cause I trust this room more than anyone (one, one...)" hearing the door to his room slowly open.

"Let me be alone" the door stops opening"'Cause I've already found the perfect therapist. Hanging from my home. And nothing feels better than to cry like this" he continues, not caring anymore. "Let me be alone 'Cause I've already found the perfect therapist. Hanging from my home. And nothing feels better than to cry... like this. Oh, this is so messed up 'Cause I trust this room more than anyone. Oh, let me spill my guts. With the only one that will never run. When I'm at my worst and I'm so ashamed. I open up and nobody stays. Oh no, am I that messed up? 'Cause I trust this room more than anyone" getting up from his seat. Turning around to see Jane and Jamie peeking inside. "What is it?" he asks, walking to his bed, picking up a leather jacket with a hoodie. Jamie pushes the door open "We...just wanted to see if-", "I'm busy". Seeing Jane walking away and Jamie looking at her twin. She turns to him, anger in her eyes, but he doesn't flinch. Running after her, leaving Jaune alone with the Shadow. "Pushing them away before saying goodbye to them?" Jaune goes over to his closet. Pulling out a guitar case, opening it to reveal a revolver with six bullets. "Whats the point...they'll be better without me" reaching for the gun.

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Jaune opens his eyes, seeing the white ceiling. Moving his head to see he's in the infirmary. Taking a breather and sitting up to realize he's shirtless. Instantly covering himself with the blanket. But in doing so, he felt his right hand sore. Looking at it, with faint scarring on his knuckles. Thankfully with his aura now, his new scars a healed. The door opens up, to reveal Ozpin standing there "I see your right awake Mr.D'Arc". Jaune holds the blanket tighter while Ozpin taking a seat next to him. "What happened?", "You had a panic attack" he told him while looking at his arms seeing all those scars. Jaune feels uncomfortable by his staring, thankfully he notices. Tearing his eyes away from them and making eye contact with him instead.

"Mr.D'Arc, why did you tase Mr.Winchester's nether regions?" Jaune lets a dark chuckle escape his lips. "He deserved it", "And why might that be?". Thinking about it, he tells him about how Cardin was black mailing Velvet into dating him. And how he also tried to do the same with him. Back in the first semester of school and how he would bully the Faunus. Ozpin remains quiet through the whole explanation. "That's a lot to take in" he says while Jaune covers his chest, getting his curious. "If I may ask, where did you get all these scars. The nurse was stunned from seeing them" he asks but Jaune doesn't budge. "But the scars that shocked her the most is the ones on your back" and that's when he sees Jaune's left hand balling up into a fist, knuckles turning white. "If you don't wish to speak then, I'll take my leave" he says, getting up from his seat. "And don't worry, the nurse won't tell anybody about your scars, you have my word" he reinsures him. "Thank you" Jaune whispers, Ozpin smiles. "Oh and Mr.D'Arc, your suspend for the whole next week and Monday" earning a chuckle from him. Patting his shoulder "I hope you learn your lesson" he jokily says. Hearing that makes Jaune laugh "Thank you again Headmaster". "Your welcome, but if you want to return the favor. You could maybe do a music video on Beacon grounds. It could help with the publicity and get more students in the future" Jaune chuckles. "Sure, maybe when I return" he says. Ozpin bows and wishes him luck, taking his leave. Jaune gets up and finds a shirt for him to wear. Maybe they left him one, since his jacket and shirt might have some blood stains.

Just as he puts on the shirt and grabs his scroll, did he see the time. "FUCK, I'M LATE!" he shouts before running out of there. Never slowing down till he makes it to the bullhead.


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