Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY or any other franchises mentioned here.
A Jaune Arc SI with the awful implementation of Nasuverse elements.
I dreamt of fire.
I dreamt of a fire consuming everything around it.
Wood and trees become fuel to the fire. Bodies were burning and turning into charred bones.
The smell of ashes and gunpowder pervades everywhere around me. And as I looked up into the distance…
I saw a burning mountain.
I saw holes sprouting in the air - I don't know where they came from - and musket-like guns popping out of them and shooting.
I heard a cacophony of sounds ranging from the screams of people to the bone-chilling laughter. I realized that this laughter came from me and just laughed harder.
"Ahh… I truly am the fool…"
I woke up.
It's been a long time since I've had that dream. Generally, even though people dream all the time, very few of them actually remember it, and even fewer remember it in full detail.
I am one of the fortunate, or unfortunate few who can remember it. Especially the first time I had that dream was when I was four years old. Then six. Then eight. Then ten.
It would make sense that I would have that dream once again when I turned twelve, as it always had an interval of about two years. But still, what a strange occurrence.
It had also been twelve years ago that I had been reincarnated.
Reincarnation. I was aware of it; partly because of some religions and mythology saying that it will happen to you if you led a good life and had good karma, but mostly through fiction, especially fanfiction.
I never truly expected it to happen to me, seeing as I was an agnostic. I had also led a normal life. Never committed a serious crime, never cheated on my lovers - because I had none, all of them were casual and one-night-stands - and tried to become a good person.
Not a saint, mind you. But if I saw a homeless beggar in the street, I could spare a dollar or two.
I also did not encounter any gods or ROBs. I simply died after having a ceramic block fall on top of me, and then I was born.
I still shiver every time I remember my birth That was an experience I wish only upon my worst enemies.
I sighed as I looked outside my window, seeing the moon, broken into shards.
Oh yeah, I reincarnated into Remnant. The world of RWBY; a show that I never watched and only ever read fanfiction on.
"Jaune, dinner's ready!" a voice broke me out of my musing and I closed my finished homework as I responded.
"Coming!"
Also, I was reborn as Jaune Arc.
The bell rang, signifying that it was time for lunch. Students rushed out of the classroom. I waited until I was the last one in before getting out as well.
I hate school.
I've never really liked it before in my previous life, either. Although that was probably the combination of horrible decisions and a shitty environment.
Awful teachers that were more or less gargling the text from the PowerPoint presentation instead of actually explaining the material, the cafeteria food was so bad every single student that went there was just there to cool off using the A/C and eat their own packed lunch, and thankfully, I didn't have bullies.
My school life was predictable, if boring, but safe.
This next one is no better, with a few differences.
The first is that I went to a combat school, so that's canon out the window. I have displayed maturity beyond my peers and was praised as a genius by my family.
Didn't take much effort really.
The subjects weren't hard, since I had already done university. The most I had to put effort into was history and memorization was never my strong suit. Color names still confuse me to this day.
Math was even easier, and I was a bit excited about it since I could properly lay down and solidify my foundations. I delayed graduation because I failed a math class.
I'm still salty to this day. Maybe this time I'll get a bachelor's in math just for fun, although that wasn't likely to happen.
"Huah…..ah…." a voice moaned out before it was stopped.
The second reason is that I can get free make-outs from girls my physical age.
I had no fucking idea it was this easy to get (not literal, that's a crime) pussy. You open the gates of puberty a tiny bit and give it a nudge, and the hormones come flooding everything else.
I wasn't aware that girls were this horny and curious, but I wasn't complaining.
"Jaune…ah…more…" the girl I was kissing right now pleaded.
Case in point, a bit of sweet talk that spurns curiosity onto my classmate, and now we're in a bathroom stall that is rarely visited.
Apart from me and other girls, that is.
As I prodded my tongue inside my lover's mouth and she wrapped her arms around my neck, I thought about the circumstances that led me to this.
Socialite is not the word you'd use to describe me.
I had friends, sure, but usually, an extrovert comes to me and just assimilates me into their friend group. From then on I'd be known as the guy who doesn't talk unless you initiate first.
Not to mention that when it came to my sex life, it was depressing. All physical and I didn't even get to indulge in it that much.
That's why in this new life, I sought to change that.
By being one horny motherfucker (hopefully).
"It's almost time for class, Erza." I smiled at my classmate as I pulled away from our kiss, saliva still connecting, and I removed my hands from her waist.
"Ah…okay." her disappointed face almost had me kiss her again, but I stopped myself.
"Same time next week?" and her disappointed face suddenly became bright again. What an adorable girl.
"Ok!" she nodded fervently and gave me one last chaste kiss before she went out of the room.
Honestly, an Erza expy in Remnant? I wonder who's gonna be next? Or is it a one-time thing?
Whatever. It just means that canon might be ruined.
Not that I care; canon was awful for the main characters, so why not change things in their favor? Especially since I'm getting dragged into it one way or another.
As I was left alone in the room, I looked at the mirror.
There was no denying that canon Jaune wasn't ugly. He wasn't the most good-looking according to the fandom, that went to people like Ren. That doesn't mean that Jaune himself wasn't a looker.
That being said, 12-year-old Jaune was cute as shit, it was no wonder that my sisters loved dressing me up in girly clothing. I didn't mind, seeing as I utilized my cuteness during a festival to get tons of lien and bought a ton of stuff I wanted to buy.
However, I noticed a difference over the years.
My hair, which was bright yellow has turned darker over time. I wasn't that bothered about it since the doctors didn't really see anything wrong.
It was strange, sure. But, ultimately nothing damaging in the long-term.
Still sucks that I'd be teased about being called the literal black sheep of the family though.
As I walked outside the door, I didn't notice my eyes flicker to red before going back to blue.
It's time for Combat Class.
What I have noticed is that despite being a combat school, you can choose to not enroll in their combat courses.
It's their specialty, sure, but you do not need to pass a semester of combat class to graduate. In the same vein that Art schools can still have STEM courses and be able to graduate with a STEM degree, you don't need to enroll in combat to graduate from this school.
More on combat courses, there are three tracks you can choose from it. The full umbrella of this course is Combat, but you can choose to specialize.
The first is for Grimm: you can decide to specialize in being a Grimm Huntsman. Your professors will be huntsmen that have been in the field for at least three years.
You will learn to camp in the wilderness, read maps, and memorize hand signals.
You will take exams that contain the different kinds of Grimm, their traits, how to differentiate an Alpha from the rest of their pack, and if they're all by themselves, how far their territory encompasses.
If it doesn't involve a village, it's usually best to leave it alone. If not, then a team will be sent to subjugate it.
And for your final test, you and your team will take on a mission all on your own and succeed.
For if you fail, lives will be lost.
The second track is Humanoid: as the name implies, you are expected to be proficient in dealing with criminals, bandits, and rogue huntsmen.
There is more Combat Class against your fellow students than fieldwork when compared to the Grimm track.
This one is different, for if you graduate from this track, you can choose to take an exam that can get you the privilege to perform arrests.
Of course, you will be expected to study the law to not falsely accuse someone, for if you do, your career is ruined.
Your professors also have the same qualification, but if you were lucky, you might get a Specialist from Atlas to teach, although that's very rare.
Their final exam has their students, individually, last ten minutes against their teacher.
The final one is Hybrid: it is exactly what it said in the name. A combination of both tracks. Don't get me wrong, the Grimm track still has Combat Class against fellow humanoids and the Humanoid track can still have fieldwork.
It's just that they are clearly specialized in that field while the Hybrid is a mix of both.
Their final exam has you…
Actually, I'm not sure.
Probably because no one has made it far enough to finish it.
I'm guessing that you need to do both. However, the ones who took the track, failed, and switched told me that it wasn't that and it was different for everyone who took the exam.
I once asked him what his test was.
And then I promptly said, "What the fuck?" after he told me.
Whoever made that exam was either a sadist or high when making it, because who the fuck expects you to not only win against your professor in Combat Class, but also complete ten subjugation missions all on your own, without a team, and expect it within a semester?
Sure, four months might seem like a long time to do so. But so is creating a dissertation in my previous life. And I fucking hated that shit
No wonder no one passed. The number of students who even managed to win against their professor could be counted on one hand. And even they could only manage three missions before giving up or running out of time.
Thankfully, I have at least five years to prepare for that. I chose the Humanoid track, but maybe in the future, I might shift onto the Hybrid one.
I was broken out of my thoughts by my name being called.
"Jaune Arc versus Erza Scarlet. Please get on the stage." the teacher announced.
Huh. First I kiss her, then I fight her.
Doesn't that sound familiar?
Since all of the students already had their gear brought with them, we only had to walk to the stage.
Erza's gear and appearance are still that of a girl still in the middle of puberty. She wasn't wearing the full armor with a skirt just yet. She was wearing a black reinforced shirt with a few metal plates on her shoulders, elbows, and a small chest plate.
As for me? I don't know why, but I have always been drawn to the color black and red. Strange, since my name is Jaune, so I usually have to wear yellow, but I made up for it by adding yellow to the outfit itself.
I'm partial to the militaristic look. It's why I have Winter as best girl in the series.
If only she had a proper military general uniform with the officer hat on.
That's part of the reason why I wore a general uniform as well. Black pants, black shirt with gold colored buttons. The officer hat has the Arc Emblem engraved on its front. With gold-plated combat boots.
The fact that it looks good is just the cherry on top.
I didn't bother with a cloak, despite the fact that I'd look cooler.
No, that was for when I know I could pull off wearing a cloak even in a serious fight. Only then will I wear and be dripped out.
Erza and I were both a fan of the classics. So much so that her weapon is a simple broadsword and a submachine gun for range.
Not that she'd need to, seeing as her Semblance allows her to create multiple weapons and shoot them at her enemy.
Of course; since she's not experienced enough, the most she could make are the simplest of weapons, and her way of shooting is a quick blast in one direction.
As for me? I literally only have a katana and a matchlock gun.
Nothing too special.
If you don't count the fact that this gun could destroy a Beringel in one shot and that I could theoretically make enough guns to occupy a whole 15-meter radius around me, and that these guns could shoot farther than what they look like.
I call my Semblance Gunfire Creation because when I create them they burst out of flames.
Although I call it my Semblance, I have a feeling deep down that I know I could do more than this.
Call it instinct or something, but I know there's a huge well of power inside me that I just can't seem to pull out.
Ah, well. I'm still only 12 years old. I'll unlock it and get even stronger before the so-called "canon event" even starts.
As I pulled my sword out of my sheathe and brandished it, I locked eyes with Erza.
Don't you dare hold back!
I won't.
We've known each other for a few years now - basically childhood friends - that we can convey this much with our eyes alone.
Although we only started that kind of relationship a few months ago. And she even approves of me pursuing other girls!
Hurray for wish fulfillment worlds!
I could feel a grin forming to split at my face and I forced it down.
Judging by the twitching of Erza's mouth I could tell she was doing the same.
To think we're both battle junkies, what a match made in heaven.
"Match, start!" the teacher announced and we both blitzed from sight.
The sound of blades clashing could be heard throughout the arena.
A/N: Howdy! I'm back! And just before the month ends as well. I've been trying to experiment with first-person perspective in writing since I started this collection with third-person stories.
Trying to get used to both of these and hoping I just don't make a mess of things.
Anyway, that's all from me. Bye!
P.S: This SI doesn't know a lot of things about the Nasuverse.