Chapter 17 Surprise visit

"Come one, Jaune." Harry Osborn, son of Norman Osborn looked at the classroom clock above the exit door of first period nervously. "It's been two minutes since the 5-minute warning bell…. Don't tell me your running late."

If there was one thing that Harry can always expect when school started, was that there was always a chance that Jaune would be late. It was never really a common thing, the blonde-haired boy started out in the beginning of the school year, but soon fixed that problem when teachers started to get his Aunt involved. At first, Harry thought that he might have picked another bad friend, the kind that his father told him to never associate with, but soon after Jaune started to fix whatever problem he had and became even more devoted to his school works.

'I hope you haven't gotten into trouble. You can't do this when Aunt May needs you more than ever!'

"Just one-minute left..." Harry whispered. "…Is work making you late for class now too?"

Time and time again, ever since Uncle Ben passed away, Harry was always worried how Jaune could help his Aunt keep the house with so many bills piling up. After all, he was the only friend (besides Gwen) that knew the type of situation Jaune was in. It proved his point of having his friend work for his father, even more proven with how Jaune was going to be late in less than a minute.

10.. 9… 8….7….

With only just five seconds left, Harry was about to give up on the notion of expecting Jaune to arrive in class, but when the final bell sounded he saw a mop of blonde hair bursting through the door.

"Made it!" Jaune said in relief. "I'm not late, thank goodness…"

"You're not late, Jaune… But do sit down and open your notebook to take notes on the lesson." His first period teacher said while not leaving his sights on the board.

"…Oh!" The blonde teen's face turned a bit red from embarrassing himself with how loud he was a few seconds ago. "Yes, sir."

Scanning the room for a spare seat, Jaune saw Harry waving his hand to show that he saved a seat right next to him. Now, no longer having to search for a chair, Jaune only took several steps to sit next to Harry, before he heard a familiar voice spoke next to him.

"So, the true heroes of Vale..." Flash Thompson said out loud, causing Jaune to stop mid step.

His face changed to shock at hearing what Flash had said, causing the blonde spider to check himself in case he left anything out of the ordinary.

Like usual, Jaune was sporting his black Pumpkin Pete's cereal hoodie with the mascot logo in the center and a pair of faded torn jeans. Instead of his clothes that he thought was the problem, he saw a sleeve from his costume hanging out of his backpack, making Jaune to shove the costume back inside and quickly zipped it back up.

"That's not true!" He denied making everyone, even the teacher, to stop what they were doing and look at Jaune with confusion.

'Great, I made it even more obvious now. Please, don't mind the loser who just screamed during class, we can all just laugh and forget this happened!'

"…It is true, Jauney boy!" Flash glared at the nervous geek. "It says so right here."

Typing a few letters on his scroll, Flash Thompson showed Jaune the news he was reading on his scroll.

Taking small, calming breaths, Jaune looked at the screen to see the bank he saved from being ransacked by Flint and the White Fang.

'Oh gosh, thank you! It was just a misunderstanding!'

At first glance, Jaune thought that was just a normal photo he shot after putting Flint into a terrible yard statue, but his blue eyes widened when he saw something else.

'Sun and Neptune!? When did I take this shot? Must be when they helped me round up all the armed robbers...'

"True Heroes of Vale…?" Jaune muttered. 'Didn't see this on the front page… Then again, I was mostly screaming my head off for people to read the morning newspaper.'

Jaune wanted to take photos of him saving the day to get money from his job like he usually did. Not to mention, since Sun and Neptune helped taking down the rest of the fake guards, it only seemed right that he would take a picture of them too.

Not while wearing his superhero costume; Sun already knew that Jaune was a reporter for the Bugle since Blake had said it out loud when they met at the diner. So, it was easy to double back to the school, grab his bag, then find a secluded area near the bank to change in to his civilian appearance.

'Still, I'm glad they got some recognition from this. Though, I'm sure J.J is trying to make them out to be the real reason everyone is saved rather than Spider-Man getting help from them...'

"Wow..." Jaune faked his excitement since he already met them before. "…They must have been great help to Spider-Man when taking down those robbers."

Scoffing at Jaune's remark like it was a stupid thing to say, Flash retracted his scroll back, pushed a few more buttons, then showed the scroll to Jaune again.

"You see this, Jaune?" Flash used his other hand to point at Spider-Man trapping Sandman in cement. "That, that right there, Where Spider-Man trapping that Sand freak is what this newspaper should be all about, not these clowns!"

'…Ok, sensing some hostility there, time to bring this back down to a more civilized conversation.'

"Didn't know you thought of them like that, Flash. I mean, their just like Spi-"

"Let me cut you off right there, Arc." Jaune's bully interrupted him.

'Woah, he used my last name, now I know he means business.'

"For one thing, these guys are just some pompous, self-centered, glory dogs that should not be considered heroes."

'Hello, Pot? This is kettle.'

'Oh, hey Kettle, what's up?'

'Well, I just wanted to say that your black.'

'Oh. Well, if we're being honest then I've been screwing your wife.'

'What! You son of a- WHOA! WOAH! Ok, that joke when too long in my head. Back to what Flash is saying'.

"…Secondly, Spider-Man is leagues above those clowns. He's brave, selfless, and he doesn't do this just to be famous."

'Thank you, Flash, for the kind compliments. Now, if you can stop bullying me on a regular basis then that would also be appreciated.'

"And third-"

"Third, is why I have two of my students conversing when they should be staying quiet and take notes!" Their teacher said making the two teens to stop their talking and pay attention to the class. "Now, as I was rudely interrupted…."

Getting back on track, Jaune sat next to Harry, his cheeks still red from being called out from the teacher, he pulled out his notebook to get started on taking notes in class.

"Finally, I thought the two of you hated each other, but I guess your common ground is that both of you are fans of Spider-Man." Harry covered his mouth to muffle his snickering. "Then again, I'm sure Flash would forget that he was talking to you and stuff you in your locker later."

"That… will probably happen, yeah." Jaune agreed with his friend and jotted down some words that he was seeing from his teacher's dry erase board. "…But still, Flash may be a diehard Spider-Man fan, but I didn't know he would talk down on Huntsmen that badly."

"You know how people get when someone talks about their idol. With Spider-Man getting so popular he's becoming kown to the other kingdoms, people are starting to get real heated when someone doesn't think positive about Spider-Man." Jaune's friend explained.

"You mean like how people argue about which character in comics or shows are better than the rest?"

"Yes, that's true, but when it involves Spider-Man, then the people are ten times more excited."

"What do you mean?" The blonde asked.

"Before Spider-Man, people mostly relied on the police to deal with crime. Then, there are the Huntsmen, people with awesome abilities called a 'Semblance' to protect the kingdoms and villages from humanities enemies: the Grimm." Harry said to his friend.

"Yeah, I got the run down on that when I got in Vale."

"Well, Huntsman nowadays, mostly the younger generation…" Harry rolled his eyes after he said, 'younger generation'. "…Are making it more like a fad rather than a profession."

"Huh?" Jaune raised an eyebrow.

"Some kids, not all of them, wanted to become Huntsman due to selfish reasons. Some want fame, money, even power to use it for personal gain." Harry explained the dark side of people wanting to be a Huntsman. "Sometimes, people like that get mixed in with the good people who wanted to be Huntsman, it's just really hard to know the which is genuine since people like us can't tell the difference sometimes."

"Yeah, people are selfish sometimes…" Jaune muttered, but unfortunately Harry heard what Jaune said causing the red head to look ashamed for what he said. "…Harry, I know you didn't mean all that."

"I know, Jaune, but I still feel bad for saying that." The heir of the Oscorp Company looked around the class to make sure no one was paying any attention to them. "…I didn't want to insult you since you also tried to be a Huntsmen."

"Don't worry about it." Jaune patted Harry's back as a sign that he's ok. "And besides…"

Images of Ruby invaded his mind including Blake and the rest of her friends from Beacon academy.

"…It's better that there's less people like me attending Beacon and let the real professionals go." Jaune said with a defeated look. Before he realized, Jaune's friend flicked two fingers on his forehead making the blonde reel in surprise. "Ow! What was that for, dude!"

"Did you just say 'ow'?" Harry winced as he cradled the two fingers he used to flick Jaune's head for spacing out. "The one who should be saying 'ow' is me! Seriously, I thought your brain was big, but I didn't know your head is so thick!"

'Trust me, Harry, a flick from a finger may have stung, but if you tried to knock my head with a fist you would be saying a lot more then 'ow'.'

Rubbing the center of his head where hid friend hit him at, Jaune moved his hand at his backpack to feel the fabric of his suit making him feel more at ease.

'Still, if he did hit me, it would be real awkward to tell him I was just born with tough skin. Maybe I can lie and say I unlocked my aura? Speaking about that…'

"…Hey, Harry."

"Yeah, Jaune, what's up?" He said while shaking the feeling of pain from his hand.

"About the un-savory parts about people not wanting to be Huntsman and just wanting the power. What happened to those types of people?"

Taking the moment to process what his friend asked, Harry looked at his friend in confusion as to why he asked, but filed it away under Jaune just being curious. After all, the people who knew Jaune's motive as to why he lives in Vale could be counted in one hand, so Harry would indulge Jaune by answering the question.

"Well, people unlock their aura to use for crimes since it's easier and cheaper than buying armor. Though, it depends on how much aura they have." He explained.

"Seriously? It depends how much 'soul' they have that a person can have large amounts of aura?" Jaune asked with a bit of a condescending tone.

"I know it sounds weird, but it's true. Heck, it sounds like some BS writers use in their comics to differentiate other characters, but I don't have the full detail on aura." Harry was about to say more, until the school bell signaling 1st period was over, making the boys packing up their stuff and walking to their next class. As the two teens walked out to the main hallway, Harry started to talk while also facing forward so he wouldn't bump in to someone.

"…Anyway, regarding aura and semblance, people who don't want to be Huntsman usually pays someone to unlock their aura."

"That easily?" Jaune said in surprise.

'What is this? A half off on Huntsman?'

"It's not that easy. The council already knew this would happen, which is why it's illegal to have your aura unlocked if you are a civilian."

"And what happens when they have their aura unlocked if the situations dictate? Like, if they need to survive a crash or a fire?" Jaune furthered his question.

"Then, they'll probably be registered as a danger to other people."

"Registered?" The blonde spider stopped his walking, making Harry to also stop his gait. "…They would go that far?"

"Well, they have to, Jaune. Imagine if everyone decided to unlock their aura, it would be like a disaster! Not to mention what type of semblance people might have, some might be harmless or others could be catastrophic. Which is why, the council must have people who had their aura unlocked to be registered as dangerous." Jaune's friend looked at him sadly, knowing the fact that Harry is also thinking how unfair it is.

"It might be unfair, Jaune… But the kingdom can't take risks with the Grimm literally close to our homes." The young Osborn was going to say more, but the five-minute warning bell signaling the boys to focus on getting to the next class.

'I never knew that they were that strict with people having their aura unlocked… But I guess that it's for the best if someone would abuse such power. And of course, with great power comes great responsibility. Isn't that right, Uncle Ben?'

Again, Jaune's head flashed with images of Ruby and her friends who were studying under Beacon academy. Each one making it more unbelievable that girls like them would soon become the next generation to protect the four kingdoms.

'Still…' Jaune looked outside a window close to him that gave a good view of where Ruby was aiming to be a Huntress, including her friends. 'The way Harry made it sound, the students who are at Beacon sound like prisoners in a jail rather than kids learning in a school.'

The rest of the day in school soon became blended in to the background as Jaune went through each class. Though his body was there taking notes while listening to the teacher talking, his mind kept drifting back to his other life of being a hero. Due to him having his head in the clouds, Jaune would occasionally get called out by the teacher if he got caught for not paying attention. The young blonde would answer a question given to the teachers showing that he was paying attention, but in all honesty, he just had taken good notes he written down while his mind drifted back to when he was Spider-Man.

After all, the idea of people being registered as a potential danger made Jaune wondering how Ruby could keep such a bright personality, when the council was basically labelling them as weapons.

'Really? If there considered living weapons, what does that make me?' Jotting down some notes from his teacher explaining different compounds, Jaune pushed the notebook aside so he could write down his new version of web fluid.

Though Jaune might be only paying attention when he was called out by the teacher, the young Spider made sure to pay extra attention to chemistry class since it gave him a good base to make his web recipe. Add in the bonus of using the chemistry set the school was providing, not to mention since Jaune was too poor to afford his own set, and you get a free lab to use every day.

Comparing his new version to the old one, Jaune added in a few new chemicals to the jar he was hiding in a drawer, and saw the solution quickly form into a new substance.

The first time he made it - the jar was overflowing with webbing, but this new batch stayed inside of its container with only a few bubbles popping every so often. Hoping that it wasn't a failure, the young teen grabbed one of his pencils, stirred the jar, and tried to pull it out.

Key word: 'try'.

As soon as he was only an inch out of the webbing, the pencil soon started to get harder to pull out of the gunk, leaving Jaune to worry about using this strong substance on someone.

'Ok! Good news, this is way stringer then the first one I made. Bad news, If I use this one someone there might be a possibility it might rip their skin off.'

His first thought was to start all over again and get rid of his experiment, until a light bulb lit up above his head giving him another idea.

"This could be used to suspend heavy objects in case my strength won't be enough to hold… Then again, if there is a chance people might be caught in this stuff I could whip up a solution to get it off easier." He muttered while trying to pull out the pencil. "Come on, you darn pencil… I instantly regret using you since you're the only writing tool I have left other than a pen!"

Like pulling a stick out of black tar, Jaune gave one more pull before the pencil snapped in half. Due to how much strength he applied to pulling the lead stick, Jaune's hand flew up straight on to the air making some of the students turn their heads at who raised their hands.

"Yes!" He raised his voice in victory, but his smile soon morphed into horrific realization when most of the class, including the teacher all looked at him.

"Ah, Mr. Arc. Do you know the answer?" The chemistry teacher asked, seeing that no one else raised their hands but the young blonde. "I expect no less from someone like you! Now, please tell everyone in the class, in full detail, how you solve this question."

With his hand still raised, the hero in secret moved his head to get a good look at the question his Chemistry teacher wrote on the board.

'OK, that's a lot of stuff in just a single board. Don't worry, you wrote down notes on how this works. Just look down and… oh no.'

With him so focused on getting out the pencil from the super strong substance, Jaune didn't finish writing down the rest of the notes to help him figure out what his teacher wrote down.

"Well, Mr. Arc?" The teacher waved his arm over the classroom. "…We're waiting."

'Oh man, this reminds me of that nightmare I had... Several times actually! But instead of being dressed as Spider-Man – that, or my underwear, it's actually happening to me in real life!'

"Well…" The hand that was raised was moved to scratch the back of Jaune's head. "…The answer to the question…"

"Yes, what is the answer to the question, Mr. Arc?" The voice in the teacher sounded impatient.

For once, Jaune couldn't answer a question that the teacher gave him, making him start to feel a little pressured due to so many eyes staring at him.

This was not new to the blonde however, since he experienced this feeling when attending the school at his village of Ansel. Sure, he got over it thanks to having friends, both Harry and Gwen, but it was also due to how prepared to answer any questions given to him. But since he didn't make any good note and was more focused on his side project, Jaune regressed back to his old ways and was about to say he didn't know the answer.

"…I know the answer." Someone said from the back of the classroom.

Now no longer being the center of attention, the class looked at the far end of the room to see a student wearing a grey hoodie that was obscuring most of her face who raised her hand.

"The answer is: Noble gasses can't bond due to them having a full valence shell and cannot accept another electron into the shell." The girl wearing a hoodie said nonchalantly.

"…That is correct." The Chem teacher then turned back to the board and explained why that answer was right, making all the other students to go back to write in their notebooks and finally gettingt Jaune some breathing room.

After the small little spectacle, class remained the same as the other classes before it, with the only difference was the school bell telling the entire school that the day was finally over. As the rest of the students left the chemistry lab, the three friends walked into the crowded hallways and to their lockers to grab the rest of their belongings while talking about how their day went.

"Man…" Gwen Stacy stretched her arms up in the air. "…Today felt super slow."

"You're telling me." Harry told her while unlocking his locker to grab some textbooks. "I swear, I couldn't pay attention to what the teachers are yammering about. Either, due to the lessons being too boring or some of the class always whispering to each other about Spider-Man. It's like he's a celebrity rather than a vigilante."

"You know how it is when people talk about something new." Jaune added in his own comment. "…People love to talk about interesting things. Pretty sure Spider-Man is just a fad that will pass on like any other."

"Hoping it will be sooner…" Jaune's friend grumbled. "…Cause with the way Spider-Man is gaining so many fans, I don't expect him to be a one hit wonder."

Laughing at his friend's joke, the secret hero could only smile with how his life was becoming more and more out of control. He knew that he would eventually start getting in situations that would get out of hand, one of said situations involving Roman still in hiding thanks to the White Fang who was helping said criminal.

Of course, there were other troubles he solved while being the web-slinger. Problems that no civilian could fix alone, but due to so many people living in this kingdom and only one masked hero trying to help, it became even more evident to the blonde that he was biting off more than he could shoot a web.

At first, he thought being Spider-Man was the highlight of his life, but having so many near death experiences in such a short span of time. Being a normal teen and talking to his friends about class felt even more precious to the young hybrid.

The blonde hero knew that trying to live a double life would be hard, but it was still worth the trouble knowing the fact that he could still enjoy small things like these that risking his life was well worth it.

'Is that how it feels when you're a Huntsmen? Risking your life, so people can enjoy small pleasantries like these?'

He might sound arrogant, some might say egotistical, but through rumors and speculations from other people around him, he assumed that his way was far harder than a Huntsman.

Sure, Huntsmen are the line of defense that protect people from the Grimm, but could many of them try to balance being a Superhero with powers that seem to be straight out of a comic book? While at the same time trying to balance his life as an awkward teenager that was surviving Highs-school? Though it might sound like Ruby and her team, the comparison ended when one of them wore a mask to fight crime, while the other was open to the idea of Remnant knowing who they were.

"So, what are your plans for today, Jaune?" Gwen asked, snapping the teen hero out of his thoughts and back to his friends who opened the front exit. "You plan on going to the restaurant?"

"…Don't know," The secret hero said before some random student shoved him out if the way. "Hey, excuse you dude!"

"Seriously, what's got you in a rush?" Harry asked with a louder voice so the guy who bumped into his friend would hear him.

The comment was heard by the rude teen causing him to stop his speed walking and turn his head.

"Sorry, dude!" The teen who was in a hurry moved his eyes to look at Gwen. "…And, uh, girl. But I just got a message from a friend that some model is outside and I want to go get a picture with her."

After he said his piece the student went back to speeding to whatever destination the so-called model was and leaving the three friends to ponder what to do with the information.

'Well, I got a few moments to spare, so why not.'

"…You guys want to go check this out?" Jaune asked Harry and Gwen. "I mean, we're all going the same way and who doesn't want to see a model once in their life?"

"I'm game. It might also be some good pictures you can send to the Bugle too." Harry agreed to Jaune's suggestion.

"Ah! She might also be a teen actress from one of my favorite TV shows!" Gwen's eyes sparkled at the idea. "We so got a get a picture. Jaune, get your camera ready!"

"Ok, let me just grab it from m- BAG!" Not even letting Jaune get ready, Gwen grabbed both boy's arms and ran to meet the celebrity with Jaune and Harry in tow.

Mid-Town High School was your very typical education center for teens whom were learning to get ready to be adults. From your typical jocks, nerds, bullies, emos, goths, wallflowers, gamers, brony, etc. the roster for each teen going through a different phase was somewhat endless, but even when in a phase teen attention span could still quickly diminish.

Which was why whenever something different or new showed up, students from Mid-Town High would flock to any shred of excitement and use that to talk to other people to try and make their day sounded more exciting.

So, when a news about some teen model arriving at school today, it caused many to try and catch a glimpse at who this person was that decided to drop in on their daily lives.

"So, who do you think this person of interest is?" Harry asked. "I may be known for being the son of the richest man in Vale, but even I don't keep track of famous people."

"I just hope she's a teen mom who's trying her best to still be relevant!" The part time camp counsellor spoke enthusiastically. "…Make sure you get my good side, Jaune."

"Don't worry, I'm sure J.J will love to get something from me that doesn't involve his favorite hero." The blonde chuckled while making sure he had some film in his camera.

Testing to make sure his camera was in working order, the spider Faunus looked through his lens and zoomed in who they were going to see.

Suffice for it to say, the talk of some model showing up on school grounds might hold some weight after all.

There were many beautiful girls in Mid-town, each having their own quirks and attractions, but all of them pale in comparison with the girl who was leaning on a tree a few yards away from them.

Slender body that was the shape of an hourglass, no sign of fat, skin pale as if her body never experienced the sun's warm kiss, and matching her complextion were a white, sleeveless, high necked, crop undershirt and white shorts with a zipper on the front of each leg while wearing heels really made her look like a super model.

'…Too bad there is only one girl I know that wears a black bow on her head.'

Letting out a whistle, Harry only caught a glimpse of who this mystery girl was, when Jaune handed him his camera after taking a single shot.

"…I got to say, they were not wrong when a girl like this could be famous." Passing the camera to their third member, the young millionaire nudged his shoulder to his stiff friend who hadn't moved from his spot. "Speechless, Jaune? I know your more awkward around girls than me, but we haven't even talked to her yet."

"Hey, wait a minute..." Squinting her eyes to take a closer look, Gwen passed the camera back to Jaune who only lifted his hand to grab, but still stared at the girl who was the epicenter of attention. "She's not a trash, teen, pregnant, or a mom! She's just that emo chick!"

Both boys looked confused at Gwen's statement, but went back to looking at the girl who hasn't spoken a single word with some of their fellow classmates. Deciding not to speak on the matter, Jaune used his camera to zoom in on Blake (much to his surprise upon recognition) while Harry gets caught up on how Gwen knows her.

Zooming in to take another photo, Jaune was about to take the shot when suddenly, his sapphire eyes met amber causing Blake to finally move and head straight towards him.

'Oh, come on! Did she hear my camera's shutter sound from that far away? Those ears of hers must be really good at picking up sound.'

"So, you met her when she was at the diner?" Harry asked Gwen, the two completely ignoring the fact of, who they were talking about, was walking towards them.

"Yeah, she came in the diner followed by this guy who looked like he's from Finch and Abercrombie."

"You mean she has a boyfriend?"

"She doesn't have a boyfriend." Jaune interrupted their conversation.

"How did you know?" Jaune's rich friend raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Do I hear some jealously?"

"No, because she literally said it out loud." He told Harry with the same bluntness and dispassionate tone he heard when Blake said it right to Sun's face. "…She said it out loud, to his face, in a public diner. If that doesn't spell it out to the guy, I'm not sure even a slap to the face will get Sun to understand."

"That's a little bit to descriptive, Jaune." Said Gwen who looked over her blonde friend's shoulder to see the black-haired Faunus now in front of the small group.

Not even caring that people were watching her talk to them, Blake shifted her eyes to the blonde teens' friends and was thinking in her head the option of speaking with the others so close.

'Are you weighing your options now to talk to me? You just made a huge scene acting like some bad ass chick you see in cartoons and comics and now your being nervous?!'

"Jaune, I ne-"

"No!" Before Blake could tell him her request, the young spider quickly denied whatever she was going to ask him.

"Wha- You don't even know what I was going to say!" Dropping the calm, quiet act, Blake gave Jaune a glare for rudely interrupting her.

'I know what you're going to say and it makes me sick!' Jaune's mind was already giving off what other people will be talking about tomorrow with how a girl like her is talking to one of the most socially awkward teen in school. 'I already made myself a target for Flash, but other than that I blended into the background easily. Thanks to you I now have to endure gossip about me for god knows how long!'

Feeling the student populace's looks at this development between this beautiful girl talking and the lanky teen, he was about to try and pretend he never met her by simply walking away.

That was until he felt two hands grab his back.

"Sorry for our friend." Harry Osborn apologized. "…He's not that sociable, or great talking to girls. Right, Jaune?"

"Ugh…!" Jaune face grimaced with pain when Harry twisted his back.

"Yeah, if you want to talk to him we can all go to the local diner and talk there! Convenient, right, Jaune?" Gwen gave an innocent smile, but made sure her intent was clear when she twisted even harder on to Jaune's back.

"Y-yeah..." The blonde Faunus said between grunts of discomfort. "…That sounds like a great idea."

Seeing as her intended objective has been accomplished, Blake gave a nod of thanks before turning away from the group.

"…I know where it is, so you don't have to lead me." Turning her head so her eyes locked to Jaune's one more time, she nodded her head as a hint as to why she came here in the first place. "Thank you for accepting, Jaune. I really need to ask some questions and you're the best one to help me answer them."

'Oh, don't worry, Blake. I'm going to help you.'

Harry and Gwen grabbed Jaune – who was still a bit reluctant, by his arms, so he wouldn't chicken out and proceeded to drag him to where his second job takes place – all the while passing students who were either laughing at the display or recording the spectacle on their scrolls.

'…Whether I like it or not.'

There you go people! What, you thought Ruby will talk with Jaune? NO! It's time for Blake to step up and get some answers straight from the spider's mouth! This chapter and the next will mostly consist of just Jaune talking to one of the girls in team RWBY, so don't expect too much from this development. This is also leading up to where Blake will further carry the story with the whole 'her going to a secret meeting that shows Roman trying to recruit more followers.'

I also wanted to add my own reason as to what happens if regular people unlocked their aura. People get around to have their aura unlocked, one way or the other people who don't want to be Huntsman tend to just want the benefit for personal gain. Which is why there must be plans for what happens when situations like this occurs, leaving me with the idea of the registration act.

Not like the one in civil war that involves super heroes, it just makes the people who do have aura to be known in the kingdom, so people will know and will report whoever tries to abuse their newfound power. I mean, yes, the characters in RWBY tend to wreck stuff in Vale and showing no signs of repercussions, but I think that since they are part of Beacon, the school will have to pay for damages.

I mean, would you try to stop some rampaging teen with issues, or just take the money the school gives you?

I'm sure most of you will see flaws, but pleas comment on why, so I can make the story even better!

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I also plan on making different Omake's called: Odd Jobs Arc, here is one of the few I'll make, so please enjoy!

These Omakes aren't really part of the main storyline, I just thought it would be fun for Jaune to be in crazy situations!

Odd Jobs Arc: The Pizza

"I told you- I didn't order the Pizza!" The man shouted while looking through his door's peep-hole.

"Look, pal… I'm not paying for this pie, understand?!" Jaune Arc, A.K.A Spider-Man said who was still ringing the doorbell so the customer would open the door an d pay him.

At first, he thought helping his boss's side business as a pizza delivery boy would be easier then cleaning tables and washing dishes, but thinking back on it, he would rather stay indoors than deal with rude people like this guy.

"I'm not exactly in great financial health right now, y'know what I'm saying?"

Not even giving the customer the time to respond, Jaune kept pushing the doorbell with no sign of stopping.

"So, you better pay up or I'm just gonna keep pushing this bu-"

'Wait, Spider sense is going off, but why? I'm just delivering pizza!'

Before he had time to respond to his Spider sense, the man opened his door and glared at him.

"Oh for-" No longer having the patience, the man continued to scream. "Fine, I'll take the dang Pie! But I did not order-"

"…I know you didn't."

Both stopped their arguing after hearing the third voice from behind the man of the house, making them look at whom else was in the house.

What Jaune expected to see some family member or distant relative was instead a something he thought would never see.

Standing right behind them was a man completely covered in a red and black costume that almost resembled his own spider suit. It might sound as less threatening as when Jaune wore his Spider-Man costume, but the difference between them is very large.

One of the major differences was the fact that the black and red trespasser wielded a gun pointing straight at them.

"Pineapple and black olives, right?" The gun-toting maniac asked like it was normal to hold a gun at someone's head.

"Y-yeah…" Jaune said, more confused than scared since it wasn't the first time he had a gun pointed to him. Then again, it was when he was Spider-Man and not a pizza delivery guy.

"Did they burn the crust?"

"No!" The young teen pushed the pizza box forward to show him that he was telling the truth. 'Man, I hope they didn't.'

"I specifically told them to burn... the damn... crust." Taking out a second gun from its holster, the masked gunmen pointed the second firearm at Jaune. "…Get in."

'He means business, I have to do what he says, or else he might use the other guy as a hostage.'

Slowly walking inside, the scared citizen and the blonde hero were now at the mercy of the masked hitman. What Jaune expected was that this guy was here to rob or kidnap his customer and that he was here at the wrong time, but what he didn't expect was the guy to walk casually to him and grabbed a slice of pizza.

Taking a few bites of the pizza, the gunman mumbled as he continued to chew.

"Mm-Yeah. But it would be so much better if they would-" He let out a burp then shouted. "…Don't argue with me!"

"Is he talking to us?" Jaune whispered next to the other guy.

"Hey, uh… sir?" The older man tried to get the attention of the crook who was still eating. "Excuse me, but- What are you doing? In my house?"

"Oh!" Finally remembering why, he was here the hitman dropped the pizza and spoke. "I'm here to perform a killing contract!"

"That's- That's cold, man!" Jaune instinct was right that the man who owned the house was in danger, leaving him the only choice as to be the bait so the other hostage could escape. "You snuck into this man's house, ordered a pizza- Ate the pizza, and now you're gonna kill him!? Holy-"

Both pistols were now pointed right at is head, letting know Jaune's plan as bait was going right as planned.

"I'm not here to kill him. I'm here to kill you, Jeremy."

After the sudden revelation, the only thing the blonde spider could do with this turn of events was to speak what his mind was thinking.

"WHO!?"