Sunday's suck but the creative juices keep flowin so I keep writing! Oh and time skip
Chapter 3: Birth of a dream
4 and half years later
Salem didn't know why she even bothered sometimes. Looking at the clock only made her more angry "20 minutes late" she had enough. Salem burst through the library door on the hunt for the one who wasted her time.
First location the kitchen...nothing, moving on Salem made her way to the courtyard...nothing again. "If you want to hunt down prey you use it's predator" giving the command for every Grimm within the castle to hunt down a little boy maybe a little excessive but too late for regrets.
After a few moments the silence was broken by the sound of battle. A small smile spread over Salems face " there you are". Following the noise led her to the one place she didn't think to look the library "of course he'd be here" Salem grumbled.
Opening the door slightly let Salem see how jaune handled himself in an intense situation. Jaune knew his mother was angry with him the moment the Grimm that accompanied him turned on him.
Salem watched jaune slide under a table with the beowolf hot on his tail. The beowolf dived after jaune only to crash into the table. Jaune quickly climbed the nearby ladder to the second floor balcony "not this time mom".
The beowolf slid next to the ladder but instead of trying to climb the beast sat on the floor. "Nicely done jaune your definitely fast on your feet which begs the question of why you were late for my lesson"?
"What lesson mom? You said we could read the new chapter's of my book". Salems mouth almost fell open but she quickly regained her composer. " You forgot didn't you"? Jaune asked.
Salem levitated to the balcony jaune was on. "I did" jaunes shoulders slumped "but that doesn't mean we can't start now". Jaune ran over and hugged Salem "come on mom I left the book in your room".
Jaune jumped off the balcony and landed on the beowolf below "let's go" he told the Grimm. It was late but better now then later she supposed. Salem gave chase flying through the halls after the young boy.
Jaune had already settled on Salems bed flipping through the pages to where they left off. These were his favorite moments the times with no lessons and no training where he didn't have to act like a disciple for his mother's helpers.
Sealing the door behind her so they wouldn't be disturbed Salem undid the pins in her hair before settling in next to jaune. She didn't know when it had happened, maybe around the time jaune had started calling her mother that her heart felt at ease.
Wrapping her arm around jaune so he can rest on her side brought back memories of the good days of Ozma and her children. Hero of the fair maiden was a story about a knight who broke his oath to the king and started a revolution for the princess he loved. The story was also the reason why jaune promised that when he got older he would protect her from all the bad guys who made her angry and sad.
The idea she needed protection was foolish and she would have stated so to anyone else but when it came from one so young as he it felt more endearing. Hours had passed before Salem realized jaune had fallen asleep "he must have been tired" Salem leaned the small boy near the closest pillow before placing the blanket over him.
Slowly moving her fingers through jaunes hair she placed a kiss on the boys forehead. Salem left the bed for the door that led to the balcony outside. Letting out a haggard breath as she fought back the anger, the tears and the memories that threaten to overwhelmed her. "All his fault" she spoke through gritted teeth "it's your fault that there gone Ozpin".
As much as she tried the tears escaped her falling to the floor like every other time. The nights alone always reaffirmed her resolve to make that man pay for the hell he left her in each night. "Mom are you ok" a dreary eye'd jaune asked from the doorway. Salem hastily rubbed the tears away before walking over to the young boy.
"I'm ok sweetie but let's go to bed you don't want to be tired for tomorrow" jaune allowed himself to be guided back to bed.
Salem laid in bed contemplating what she would do next when two tiny hand grabbed her gown in an attempt to seek warmth (I'll think about it tomorrow) she thought before letting sleep take her.
Jaune slowly opened his eyes and looked up to his mother's face. The redness around her eyes, face and the scene he walked onto only made one thing clear to him and that was he didn't like this Ozpin person. Jaune snuggled closer to his mother (I won't let the bad man hurt you anymore) he thought before falling asleep once more.
Alright there's the 3rd chapter. People still assume that Salem is nothing more than a evil person but she didn't start that way. All the the things she's been through has all came from one human emotion and that was love.