Here I go again the reaction to Restart by Masseffect-TxS started.
Also I get a ton of messages telling me what a Great writer I am, and while I'm flattered, please don't say that when I write a chapter for this.
Because to be honest, this is just a reaction story, now if I wrote the stories I parodied in these as well, then we could say I'm creative. But literally all I do is write reactions and pray for the best.
So please give credit to Masseffect-txs, he did most of the work in writing the original chapter, and I just write a reaction to it.
Same goes for the rest of my chapters. Most of them are parodies taken from something.
ALSO THIS CHAPTER WAS SUPPOSED TO BE CHAPTER 14, but I wrote llamas with hats instead. So the dialogue is weird. Since its supposed to be going after the Star Wars chapter.
"Well that was one of the most depressing things I ever saw." Qrow said quietly to himself.
"Maybe the next one will be better." Ozpin said as the tv switched.
"Shouldn't we take a break from this?" Glynda said.
"I don't think we can, we can get food and drinks, and even materialize that bathroom over there, but seems like we can't leave." Yang said as she was feeling better.
That last episode was horrifying. It was weird, she could have sworn she felt something for Jaune, something akin to love. But it faded away as soon as the episode ended.
"Well at least the next one should be a relief." Qrow said.
Smoke and fire slowly drifted into the air, as a desolate city burned in the night. The once-bustling city of New Haven reduced to nothing but rubble and ash with black bipedal beasts roaming the streets clad in white bone like masks and pitch-black fur, as they scurried through the empty streets. Looking for something to devour, consume and fill their stomachs.
"Or not..." Qrow had put his foot in his mouth.
"Way to go Jackass." Goodwitch said to Qrow.
"Maybe its not so bad, I mean, whats the worse that could happen?" He asked.
"Don't say that!" Yang and Ruby yelled out.
These were the creatures of Grimm, monsters that fed on the anger and hatred of mankind. Laying siege to many homes and ending many lives in their destructive need for hunger. They were the darkness that opposed the light and all that it stood for, they were the beasts that consumed all semblance of light in the world, with mankind being the only ones brave enough to face them. But now the light of humanity had been diminished and the darkness had won.
Now there was only Grimm...
"SEE?! DAMN IT UNCLE QROW!" Ruby and Yang yelled out as they both put a dollar in Ruby's swear jar.
It was very rare that Ruby had to stick a dollar in her own swear jar, either way it was funny to see.
"Look, maybe there will be a bright side?" He said trying not to say anything too bad.
While roaming the streets of Haven, one beast stopped in its tracks as the monster's enhanced sense of smell sniffed the air. A familiar scent of human flesh captured its sense, as it went looking for its next meal.
Before it's head exploded in a gusher of blood and bone.
A black robed figure descended from a desolate building as he drew a sword from his arm and sliced another of the beast's head off, the figure rolling on the ground before he sliced at the creatures left and right of him before drawing a bronze shield from his back and successfully deflected an attack from behind. The man moved with grace and a terrifying ferocity that came with years of training and survival, showing that he had survived in this hell for longer than most.
"Damn, this guy looks pretty bad ass." Yang said as she was impressed.
"Isn't that...Pyrrha's shield?" Nora pointed out.
"Sure looks like it." Pyrrha said.
"It looks beat up though, how did that guy get it?" Blake asked.
He drew back the large circular object in his hand, as he threw the shield and watched it rebounded off a wall and smack against another monster's face. This made the beast distorted long enough for the man to drive his blade through its chest, and impaled the creature to the ground. The beast making no sound as it dissolved into small specks of dust and scattered to the wind, reunited with the oblivion from which it came from.
"Disgusting beast..." the man said he sheathed his sword to his arm and walked over to pick up the old worn shield he had thrown.
His hand traced delicately over the worn metal, as a look of longing crossed his concealed face and an aura of depression shrouded his form. Loud roars sounded in the distant as he placed the shield on his back and dashed away from the scene. He knew full well that the Grimm tended to avenge their fallen pack members, no matter how long it would take them.
"Who is this guy? We haven't seen his face yet." Yang asked as she was getting the feeling they knew him.
"His voice is really deep, sounds kind of old." Ruby said as they all listened in.
"He looks like he's been at war for a long time." Ozpin said as he had seen the way he carried himself.
But by the time they got there, he would be long gone...
The man travelled long and far before he reached a cave sealed off by a large boulder. With tremendous strength and ease, he pushed aside the boulder before he entered inside and placed the boulder back into place, sealing himself inside from the monster outside.
He sighed a breath of relief as he removed his gear and placed it on the ground near a makeshift bed, before removing the cloth that covered his face as dull blue eyes scanned the cavern. His eyes falling upon a set of broken and worn weapons lined along the wall, as a wave of nostalgia and regret crashed against his soul.
Along the wall stood a giant red scythe with a pair of golden gauntlets placed carefully beneath a rapier, with a black katana like blade sheathed next to a large War Hammer with two submachine guns by its side as two golden rings hung from a small piece of string. And in the middle of it all was a red and gold Javelin, that was stood absently amongst the wall, before he carefully placed the shield alongside the weapon. Tied around the reforged javelin was a small golden ring, with a worn and faded picture of a girl with red hair and emerald green eyes smiling in the sun.
"Those are our weapons!" Ruby yelled out as everyone felt a chill go down their spines.
"How did he get them?" Ren asked.
"Why does he have a picture of Pyrrha?" Nora asked.
"Just look at it all, that equipment is old, its almost as if its been years since they have been used." Qrow said as he was able to observe it.
He looked along the wall as more weapons decorated the cave, ranging from nunchuck shotguns to small boxes holding untold secrets that could only be wielded by one person. He sighed deeply as he sat down and looked at the weapons before him. Faces and names passing his mind, as his dull blue eyes wandered over each weapon before he placed his hands on his head and removed his hood.
"This man doesn't just have our weapons, he has Sun's nunchuks, Velvet's box, why does he have so many of them?" Ruby asked.
"Ruby, I think its because the wielders have been dead for years." Qrow said being brutally honest.
"Oh...well that sucks." Yang said feeling depressed.
"All of us? Every single one?" Weiss felt scared at that.
"Is there anyone left who we know?" Pyrrha asked.
The man had blond hair tied back in a small ponytail at the base of his neck, with dark blue eyes that held only sorrow and regret with a face that was scared and worn, with evidence of fatigue clearly etched upon his features.
This man was Jaune Arc, the last survivor of Beacon Academy and former leader of Team JNPR or whatever was left of them. But what had caused the once cheerful young man to become nothing but a shell of his former self?
"Oh my god, the man was Jaune!" Pyrrha said.
"But look at him, he looks so old." Ruby said as she could tell he was definately an adult now.
"How many years has he been fighting?" Ozpin said to himself.
Ten Years ago the world had fallen to the Grimm, with the kingdoms that once stood as bastions of light against the darkness now lay in ruin and despair. Jaune was one of the only few survivors to escape Vale when the Grimm invaded and the world had begun to lose the war.
At first, mankind attempted to fight back against the Grimm and retake their homes. But because of Cinder and her dark master's will, communications between the four kingdoms was permanently cut and the trust between them shattered. Meaning there was no way to reestablish communication and coordinate a successful attack against the then it was all a matter of survival. Clever tactics and strategies were ineffective against the beasts, as more and more of his friends became sacrifices, to ensure that he and the others would survive.
Team RWBY died during the final assault on Salem's domain, each of them protecting their teammates for as long as they could. Ruby and Weiss were the last to fall as they died to defeat Salem and ending her reign of terror but at the cost of their own lives. Jaune had held the broken remains of his friend as she died in his arms, smiling as she saved the world from Salem's wrath.
Ruby always wanted to be a hero in the end...and she died like one too.
"Ten years..." Blake asked as Ruby felt very depressed.
"I...I died. In Jaune's arm." Ruby said feeling sad.
"We all died in a final assault?" Yang asked finding that hard to believe.
They always saw themselves as the toughest teams at Beacon, and they came face to face with their own mortality.
No one was immune to death, and they seemed to have finally met their match.
But as it turned out, her sacrifice only bought them time, before the Grimm would overrun them all. Hundreds of settlements and cities fell to the Grimm as more and more lives were lost to the Beasts of Darkness. Then for a time, it was just himself, Nora, Ren, Fox, Yatsuhashi and Russell. But just like team RWBY they all fell as well.
Ren and Nora died holding each other in a giant explosion with the only thing that Jaune could salvage from them was their weapons...and two gold rings.
He then had to watch, as he alone was the only one to survive each battle against the Grimm, only piling on the guilt that clawed at the very edges of his heart till finally, he was the only one left.
Humanity had fallen and they were now doomed.
"So our sacrifice was for nothing?!" Nora yelled as she was pissed off.
"Apparently so..." Qrow said as he hated seeing their broken looks.
"How has Jaune survived this long?" Ruby asked.
"And what is with the two gold rings?" Yang asked.
"I don't know." Qrow said.
This world was confusing.
Jaune had all but stopped caring at that point, there was nothing left for him anymore. Now he only wanted to find a fitting end for him and rejoin his friends and loved ones on the other side. He ran his fingers delicately over the golden shield and grasped a small gold ring around his neck, the one thing he wished he could have given to Pyrrha.
"I'm sorry we didn't have more time together Pyrrha. I just wish I could go back and change everything, if I could then maybe you..." he paused as a hitch was caught in his breath.
"Jaune was going to propose to Pyrrha?" Ren asked as Pyrrha couldn't blush at the depressing thought.
"What happened? How did I die?" She asked.
"Maybe you wouldn't have had to sacrifice yourself against that bitch..." as he remembered that terrible day years ago. The day he lost the only one who cared for him and believed in him. The pain and regret that forever haunted him echoed in his solitude as it reminded him of how alone he truly was. But his eyes grew dull and lifeless as he looked at her smiling face...
"But you can't change the past...no matter how much you want it to..." He got up as he walked towards the table and wrote in a small journal that he kept by his side. He didn't know why he wrote in this old worn book when he knew no one would be left to read it. Maybe it was to leave a message behind for who might have survived and ever stumbled across his own corpse, or maybe it was to write down the guilt and regret that constantly plagued his heart and scarred his mind for the past ten years.
Whatever the reason he had, it was a way to recall the events that he wished he could change.
"I'm sorry Mr. Arc but there are some things you can't change..." Ozpin said as he knew from experience.
"How long has he been alone? If all of humanity has fallen, how long has he been waiting to just...die?" Ren asked as everyone felt horrible.
Jaune had been alive for much longer than anyone else, there was only so much you could take before you prayed for death. How many nights had Jaune spent alone praying that a beowulf would eat him in his sleep? How many times had he been hoping he could rejoin his friends?
How could anyone go through life, knowing that everyone they loved was gone?
Journal of Jaune Arc of the Year X337 Ten years since Beacon Fall...and the end of the human race.
Ten years...Ten years since the world turned into a living hell and yet I'm the only one that's still alive, isn't that a joke huh? Everything went to hell after the Vytal Festival, a time of peace turned into a bloody war.
We were infiltrated and deceived by a Woman named Cinder Fall and her own private organisation. They killed our teachers and broke the strength of our fellow students; she was even responsible for killing my partner and the woman I loved Pyrrha Nikos...
She is responsible for all of this.
She crippled our communications, left the Academies in complete disarray and had the entire Council assassinated...and took away the woman that I never got to love. She had achieved all if this by hacking into General James Ironwood's personal scroll, which gave her unlimited access to our systems, which she used to learn all of our strengths and weaknesses. She manipulated the White Fang to further her own gain and then disposed of them when their job was done.
She organised simultaneous attacks on the other kingdoms, and with most of the hunters attending the Vytal festival, it meant that the other Kingdoms were practically defenceless. Atlas especially as Ironwood had taken most of his army to Vale when the world began to crumble.
The White Fang was solely blamed for the fall of Vale and was systematically hunted down as Atlas destroyed them one-by-on. Atlas slaughtered and killed practically every member of the White Fang, save for Blake, as they practically put the Faunus race to the point of extinction. Blake's old mentor, Adam Taurus, died in the mass genocide only just realising that he had been deceived by his 'Ally'...
I only wish I could have paid him back for what he did to Yang.
But it turned out she was just using them to acquire a power that was hidden beneath a school of Beacon Academy. She used them to steal some sort of power source and used it to strengthen her own, she became more powerful than anyone possibly imagine.
With the White Fang defeated and the spirits of every hunter in the world broken, there was no one left to stop her, no one to oppose her rule. And for a brief moment, she was the ruler of everything. Her plan had succeeded had she not overlooked one crucial thing...
Her master's true intentions
She had underestimated how tenacious and how treacherous her master could be, how no one could control the Grimm or how they could never be controlled by anyone, other then by Salem herself...they were our darkest selves in the way...they defied us.
Her plan to take over the Kingdoms by using both the White Fang and The Grimm to weaken our defences had led to a large influx of negative energy. This energy strengthened and drew the Grimm to us in massive hoards, too large for anyone Kingdom to defend against that was nothing compared to what came next was a terrifying monster that threatened them all.
The Grimm King...the husband of Salem and the true master of all Grimm.
This Kingdom devouring monster of legend was awakened by the hate and violence of the worldwide war and the power of the four maidens that sealed him away. He practically destroyed the entire Atlesian Army that the General was so fond of in a matter of seconds. We lost more than half of the civilians population trying to escape with nearly all of the senior hunters dying to save them. All of our training and all of our equipment was no match for its raw power.
No one could even possibly stand up to the ferocity of the Grimm King. Not even the Legendary hunters like the Dark Qrow could defeat it...he died barely weakening the beast.
And the so called power that Cinder had claimed? It was basically worthless against the King, it could destroy half a city with just a swing of its tail. How could anyone stand up to something like that?
Panic ensured as Ironwood was torn to shreds by a pack of Beowulf's, with his assistant Winter Schnee dying to save her sister Weiss. I don't think Weiss ever got over that. I can hardly blame her, even my own family was torn to sunder...
Mercury Black and Emerald Sustrai were both killed by the hoard as well. I took some satisfaction in that, especially after what those two had done to my friends. I only wish I could have done it myself. That does sound dark of me I know, but when you watch as the people you care about are crippled, broken, framed or even killed by people like that.
Who show no remorse and take a sick pleasure in it, you can't help but let those dark thoughts in. It's the only thing left that reminds me that I'm human...ironic huh? As for Roman Torchwick and Neo...Roman was devoured during the first wave, while no one has seen or heard anything about Neo for ten years now. But then again with the state of the world now...she's most likely dead.
No surprise that immediately after the Grimm King's arrival and her powers were proven to be no match for it. Cinder completely bailed on her 'Allies' and left them for dead. The look of utter betrayal on Emerald and Mercury's face told me everything I needed to know about her. Loyalty means nothing to her, that to you are just a tool for her gain and that she will abandon you at a moments notice...
For the next ten years after it was nothing but hit and run, just trying to survive and rebuild what was broken. But none of it mattered as we were slowly consumed by the darkness...
How is it that I'm the only one to survive when there were so many others that should have outlived me? Why is it that I'm the last one to stand amongst the corpses of my friends? The corpse of the one woman who saw me as something more than a failure?
Why do I have to carry on alone?
"This just gets worse and worse..." Ruby said as they were reading over the journal entry.
"Is there any bright side to this madness?" Goodwitch said.
"Glynda, in my experience, bad things just happen." Qrow said as he didn't want to tell his Nieces that.
Which is why he whispered it to Glynda.
Jaune breathed out as he rubbed his hands over his face, frustration and regret clearly etched on his face as he tried to hide it behind his hands. Peeking through his fingers, he looked up at the large wall of the cave. Multiple photographs and hastily scribbled notes decorated the maps with red strings lined across the wall of his cavern.
All of them focused on one picture of a woman with ashen black hair.
Cinder fall
"Cinder, It's always Cinder." Ruby said to herself.
They had figured out a long time ago that Cinder was evil, but there was one thing Ruby was hoping for.
And that was to see a universe where she wasn't a total bitch.
He glared as he walked over and placed another dagger on the map as he narrowed his eyes and turned around to the wall of weapons as a dark and cold glint glowed in his eyes.
For the past seven years, I have done nothing but search for her...
He grabbed Crescent Rose as he folded the massive weapon into its compact form, fitting the massive weapon onto the back of his waist.
Looking into every clue, every rumour and every sighting of that vile woman...
He grabbed the golden bracelets as he slipped them onto his wrists. The bracelets mechanism shifted into their gauntlet form, before retreating back into their inactive form.
Searching every lead and turning over every stone I could find...just for even the chance to find her...
He grabbed the rapier as he spun the revolver like mechanism in the chamber, before sheathing the blade onto his belt.
But now I've finally found her...I've finally found Cinder...
The black katana and the large war hammer were placed on his back, as he holstered the two guns on his thighs.
She is hiding out in one of the Schnee's old research facility's here in Vale. She has been holding up there for the last year or so, surrounded by the monster that she had sought to control, doing god only knows what behind those iron doors...
He then placed his white sheath on his left forearm as a clam breath left his body before he turned over to the last weapon amongst the wall...
But now she has nowhere else to go...no more allies or puppets that she can manipulate...no more mice to follow her decree...
He picked up the round shield as he ran his hand delicately over the beautiful carvings on the bronze metal. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he placed the shield on his back and grabbed the reforged javelin in his hand and moved to the table.
I go now knowing that I will not return from this quest for vengeance...this is the last mission of Beacon Academy...
The last mission of RWBY, JNPR, and RNJR...
He touched the journal on the table before he closed its pages and walked over to the large boulder before moving it to the side. He gave one last look to the cave as he shook his head and slowly closed the cave behind him.
To anyone who finds this, my name is...was...Jaune Arc the last human left on Remnant...and I swear, I will kill her before this day is done...and then...
I will have my end
Schnee Research Facility, outside the Kingdom of Vale
"To think that the one thing that will make him happy is death.." Pyrrha said as she couldn't believe this was the same Jaune she knew.
"When everyone else around you passes on, you find yourself wondering why you're still living." Ozpin said as he had felt that way seeing old friends pass.
"Like 'What am I doing around here? I got no reason to go on'." Qrow said to himself.
The beast of Grimm roared and banged on the large iron doors that protected this facility. The iron doors dented and bent to near out of shape, but denied the beast entry into the building carved into the side of the mountain.
The beast could smell the lone human inside its walls; the smell of human flesh enticed them and drew them to her location. It had been so long since they had feasted on human flesh, so long since they feasted on rich human blood or chewed upon their delicious bones. But the iron gates that barred them from their meal, denied them what they rightfully deserved, the iron gates lasting for many a moon for them and their brethren. But they knew somehow, that even these large metal walls would break...
And they would soon feast upon the delicious meat inside.
The beasts were about to barge again when an object slammed into the courtyard, kicking up a large plume of dust and wind.
The beasts snarled as they turned their attention to the pillar of dust, only for a golden Javelin to shoot out of the dust and impale the Beowulf through its chest pinning the beast to the wall and making the beast scream in pain. Surprised the beasts turned as they roared at the one who would dare harm their brother. As the dust cleared a lone figure stood in the middle of the courtyard.
A black cloak shrouding his form as he held a silver sword with a white shield in his hands as his eyes glowed bright white and glared at the beasts. The beasts roared as they charged at the man, only to be cut down as the man swung his sword in a perfect arch. Limbs and bodies parts flying in the air, followed by the individual drops of blood that splattered on the ground.
"I never knew he could fight like that." Ruby said as the others nodded.
"I know he has potential, but the way he moves, every movement is so fluid and natural." Pyrrha said as Jaune moved like an expert.
"I imagine after years of fighting Grimm, you have to force yourself to adapt." Yang said as she saw Jaune using multiple weapons.
The man jumped back as another of the beast clawed at him, only for the man to stab him in the chest and slam his shield into its snout. The beast face instantly caved in, as the man spun around and sliced a Creeper in half. No emotion or fear was on his face, as his eyes were focused and cold. The man continued to slaughter the beasts with no sign of stopping or slowing down. As the last Beowulf fell to his feet, he swiped his blade to the right as blood splattered the ground, before he sheathed the blade to his arm and walked calmly over to the last Beowulf that had been impaled by the red Javelin.
The beast whimpered in pain as beady red eyes looked into cold blue orbs, pleading and begging the human to show the slightest bit of mercy and put it out of its misery. The man reached for the shaft and twisted the spear harshly, causing the beast to howl in pain before falling limp upon its steel. He then pulled the spear from the wall as the decaying body collapsed onto the ground that was soaked in the blood of his brothers.
"Damn, I never thought I would be scared of Jaune." Weiss said as she was also impressed.
"Good thing he's on our side." Nora said as she was just glad Jaune wasn't evil like in the last two episodes.
Well, one he was just crazy, but not exactly evil.
"But what's going to happen to him? He can't keep fighting forever..." Goodwitch said.
Some day, Mr. Arc was going to die. And the sad part was, he would probably love nothing more than death.
He sheathed the spear to his back as he gazed up at the large metal doors, which barred him from the one he sought. But unlike the Grimm that tried before him, he wasn't going to let a mere piece of metal get in his way.
He reared back his right arm as his fist began to glow bright white, a white-clawed gauntlet took its place as he focused his aura and sent it forward. The giant metal doors exploding off its hinges and tumbled across the large open hall of the facility as the loud noise echoing in the building.
Jaune retrieved Milo from his back and aimed the rifle down the hall. He scanned the hallway with his flashlight, as evidence of a battle was ever present on the walls. Bullet holes, bloodstains and skeletons of those who once lived here now littered the hall. But Jaune had little care as he walked down the hall. His mind was set and his resolve was absolute as he followed the soft haunting music that played in the distance on a record player.
'Mirror Mirror Acoustic Version' a song that Weiss had sung so long ago...
"He still listens to it..." Weiss said as everyone looked at her.
"Jaune asked me for recordings of all the songs I have ever sung. Since I owed him for helping me with Neptune, I gave him the special edition recordings only given to family members...I never thought he would remember it." She said as she remembered the acoustic version was only on the special edition.
He soon reached the last door at the end of the hall as a soft red light glowed from the room. The face and memories of his friends and family flashed through his mind, as he closed his eyes and allowed them to flow...
This was the moment he was waiting for so many years now. This was the moment that he had dreamed for so many years. To finally avenge the people who were lost, the families that were destroyed and the lives that had yet to be born. He glared as he slammed his hands into the door and rocked them off their hinges. The doors sliding across the floor as a cloud of dust rose from the ground.
Jaune had no idea what to expect when he would meet the one who had dammed the whole world, the one who had caused all of his friends and family to die, the one who set the whole world on fire. He expected a woman who was absolute in her beliefs; thinking that everything she had done was the right choice. Who had long since denied her actions and sought for an answer as to why her plan had failed...
But as he walked into the room that was illuminated by small red candles, he noticed hundreds and thousands of papers and red strings littered and spread across the room. Each one pointing to a different section of her master plan, each one pointing to the outcome she had predicted...But blood red words were strung across the pages that repeated over and over again one phrase...
-It's all my fault-
"What?" Ruby asked surprised.
"Is she...admitting guilt?" Weiss asked.
"But that sounds nothing like the character who we grew to hate..." Ozpin said as he remembered all the moments from the previous chapter. Specifically the one where Jaune killed Cinder and himself.
That moment still made him cringe.
He walked over to the middle of the room as she sat upon her makeshift throne. When he had seen her so long ago, she was beautiful and ruthless with a dangerous fire that burned in her eyes...
Instead, what he found was a broken woman, her ashen-black hair had turned to grey and her once fire bright eyes were nothing but smouldering embers. Her blood red dress was gone, leaving her in rags of black and ripped cloth. All semblance of the woman who had destroyed the world was gone. All that remained was a husk of her former self, weak and pathetic, not even worth the vengeance that Jaune had sought for so long.
"Is that really her?" Nora asked as she couldn't believe it.
"Look at her, she looks so weak, so fragile." Ren said.
"A far cry from the woman Jaune described." Qrow said.
"I guess she must have realized the weight on her actions." Pyrrha said as she clenched her fist.
But he would have his vengeance one way or the other.
Cinder slowly turned her head to face him as faded embers meet could blue eyes. A soft chuckle escaped her lips as she shook her head.
"It's been so long since I had a visitor..." She gazed at him as she leant forward in her seat.
"May I ask who has graced me with their presence?"
Jaune breathed in deeply as he drew back his hood and revealed his face. Cold blue and angry eyes glared at her as she focused on his face.
"You don't remember me...but I remember you. Especially after what you did to my partner along time ago, Pyrrha Nikos, does that name ring a bell?" the woman scrunched her face as she placed a hand on her head.
"Jaune looks scary..." Nora said as she saw his angry face.
"I can't imagine seeing the woman you hate would make you happy." Ren told Nora.
"It doesn't mean he isn't scary, can any of you say that you could see him with that much anger in his eyes?" She asked as everyone shook their heads.
Jaune didn't seem like the type to become truly angry, granted, these realities showed them different perspetives all the time.
Jaune had a bad day, and all of his friends died. It's no wonder he was pissed off.
"Pyrrha Nikos...Pyrrha Nikos..." she muttered and whispered as if she was talking to no one else but herself. It almost seemed that the last seven years of solitude had made her lose her mind. "Ah yes I remember, she was Ozpin's choice as Guardian..." she looked up as she had a coy smile on her face.
"She wasn't much of a Guardian now was she?"
No sooner did she say that was a hand wrapped around her throat as she was lifted into the air. She gasped and wheezed for breath as she struggled against the man's grip. Cold blue eyes glared into hers as he brought her face to face with him.
"Now I want to kill her." Pyrrha said as she stood up from her seat.
"Just calm down Miss Nikos, remember, there is nothing we can do." Goodwitch said as she sat back down.
"It doesn't mean I can't get mad." She said as her professor nodded.
"True, but getting angry at an entity we can't see wouldn't make sense." She said as the author appeared.
"Hey! Don't blame me! I'm just doing this episode for a buddy of mine!" He said as he disappeared.
"Right now you are not in a position to say anything about her..." he whispered dangerously as he squeezed her neck for emphasis before he threw her back into her seat, the throne slid back as she landed roughly. She coughed and gasped as she looked up in fear of the man as white flames slowly surrounded him.
"Especially after everything you've done...for which you will die for your sins" Jaune walked over as he dragged a chair over from the side.
"So why are you talking to me instead?" she asked as he sat down before her, "Why not just kill me right now and have your vengeance?" Jaune shook his head as he glared at her.
"Yeah, why hasn't he done it already?" Qrow asked.
"Maybe he wants her to suffer." Goodwitch said as everyone shivered.
Could Jaune really be that ruthless?
"Don't mistake the situation, you are going to die, but not before I get my answers. Becuase I've wanted to know for years, the same question that has driven me to this point for the past ten years...why? Why did you do all of this?" he gestured to the large room strung with papers and strings. "Why did you ally yourself with 'her' and set the world on fire?" the woman sighed as she leant back into her throne, a soft sigh escaped her lips as she looked to the side.
"...Do you know of the Great War? The War waged between two factions of ideology?" Jaune nodded as he remembered the old story.
"The war between the Idealists and the Suppressionists? Yeah I know that story, my Great-Great Grandfather led the Idealists to victory and brought an end to the Suppressionists...but all of its members perished at Wind Gate" She turned as she smirked slightly.
"...No...Not all of them perished to your ancestor's blade...my family was the last," Jaune's eyes widened slightly as she leant in her seat. She grabbed an apple from the bowl as she held it in her hand.
"When the Supersessionists had lost the war, we went underground and waited for the moment when your guard was lowered. We waited alone in the dark and the dirt until only I was left amongst what was once a proud and noble family...I honestly had thought that I would die before I had my revenge...
"Wait a minute, does anyone else think her story sounds familiar?" Ruby asked as Yang nodded.
"What was once a proud family, left behind in the dust, only for one member to wish revenge." She stated as Pyrrha's eyes widened.
"She was just like Jaune as he is now...she lived for revenge, just as he has lived just to get his revenge against her..." She said as that was a scary thought.
Could someone really be so consumed by vengeance that the only thing they can think of is that and nothing else?
Until...'She' came to me with an offer I could not refuse, a plan that would bring you all to your knees and sate my families vengeance. The plan would take time and I would have to wait patiently for the moment to strike. But I had patience, and I waited for the moment you had all become so consolidated in your seats of power that you would never notice the serpent silently sneak into your garden and steal the treasure that you guarded so closely...and crush you with it" she crushed the apple as the pieces fell to the floor. She wiped the juice from her hand as she eyed the pieces of fruit on the floor, already the ants swarming over the ruined fruit.
"With her help, I planned to turn you upon yourself by setting loose the darkness that was inside of you all and claim the power you had hidden from everyone...But then..." Jaune glared as he got up from his chair and stood before her.
"She betrayed you? You underestimated Salem's true intent and because you had been so focused on using our own darkness against us and claiming 'that' power, you never saw the knife she had pressed to your throat..." his hair shadowed his eyes as his aura flared outwards.
"So...even Cinder was a pawn in Salem's game?" Ruby asked.
"Possibly, there is always a leader in their ivory tower." Ozpin said as he felt a little hypocritical.
"But why? Why betray one of your best resources?" Qrow asked as bad guy logic didn't make sense to him.
"And before you knew it, the world was consumed by death and destruction..." Small cracks formed around his feet as the whole building shook from the pressure. Cinder had wide eyes as the white fire danced around his form, making him taller and more terrifying.
"Because of you and your 'masters plan,' you unleashed the greatest evil mankind has ever faced! Because of you, the entire human race is dead! Because of you, everyone I held dear to me is dead!" the ground cracked further as a Cinder began to choke on the pressure.
"Because of you! The woman I loved died before we even had a chance together! Because of you, I never got tell her that I loved her!"
A large shockwave blasted from his body as every candle was blown out from the wave. His aura swirling around his form as one lone candle burned between them, illuminating the room in a dark orange light.
"..." The whole room went silent as they felt Jaune's rage.
They could feel the room they were in shaking. That's how powerful he was. Whether or not this was deliberate of the author to make them truly feel the anger he held inside for so long. They didn't know.
But one thing was for sure. Cinder was going to die. There was no doubt about that.
His breathing was heavy and his form shook as he reeled in the anger and hatred that had burned in his soul. The countless years of anger and regret that he held inside burst forth and he showed his darker self. He breathed in gently and calmly as he looked at the terrified woman before her. The display of his power had frightened her to no end...
'Good...she needs this' he had thought to himself as he stood in front of her.
"Everything that has happened is your fault...every life that has been taken, every city that has fallen...and every child that will never live is dead because of you...this is all your fault" Cinder had a look of fear and guilt on her face as his words pierced her soul.
"You wanted to be the ruler of this world so badly, you wanted to be Queen that much that you'd risk everything for it? Well, congratulations your 'highness' you got what you wanted...you're the ruler of nothing..." his aura subsided as Cinder only gazed back in shock, before lowering her head in what Jaune could only assume was the shame.
"Just be glad that Ruby killed your master, otherwise, you'd be dead along side your 'allies' if that's what you called them...not that it matters anymore, we're all dead anyway", he said as he glared at her small frightened form.
"Look at her, she looks so vulnerable." Weiss said.
"It's sure better than seeing her powerful." Blake said as she felt angry at this woman.
Had she truly gone that far? Just for revenge? Just for power? What was the point? What did it acheive?
"...What now?" silence filled the room as Jaune glared at the woman. Reaching into his cloak he drew forth a revolver as a slight look of fear entered her eyes, as he spun the chamber in his hands.
"I think the answer is pretty obvious..."
He pointed the gun at her head as he pulled back the hammer. A deafening silence filled the air as the beating of her own heart echoed in her ears as she stared down the barrel of the loaded gun. Jaune glared at the woman as he aimed the gun at her head. His hands were steady and his breathing was calm as if he had practised for this exact moment. The chance to end it once and for all and finally, avenge the ones that he loved...
The chance to end it once and for all and finally, avenge the ones that he loved...
But in a surprising turn of events, he dropped the pistol into her lap as she looked up in shock. A look of disgust on his face as he turned around to avoid looking at her least he changed his mind.
"What? Why didn't he kill her?" Qrow asked as it didn't make sense.
"He had the chance to end her, so why didn't he?" He continued as his nieces looked at him.
"Maybe, he doesn't want to? Maybe he still believes she has a chance?" Ruby said.
"I don't think so, hard to redeem yourself when everyone else is dead." Yang said as she felt evil even saying that.
"...No...not like this...there is one bullet left in that chamber and I'm not going to sully my hands with your blood. Pyrrha wouldn't have wanted me to go down that path...I have more important things to take care of anyway. Do me a favour and off yourself off...its about the only thing you have left to take..." he said as he made his way to the exit.
"Damn...never thought I would hear Vomit boy talk like that." Yang truly was scared of this new Jaune.
When she got back, she was going to hug the one she knew, just glad that he was a normal guy.
"You're going to face him, aren't you? The Grimm King?" he stopped at the doorway as he turned his head slightly in her direction. "You are going to try and kill him right?"
"...Yes...with Salem dead, there is no one left to control him, and with the Maiden's gone there is no way to contain him. I'm going to go face him and I'm going to kill him...Least that way I'll rid this world of one less evil"
"H-How are you going to face something like that? Not even the most experienced hunters could face something of that magnitude and live! Not even my power was enough to defeat t-that monster!" Jaune turned back as she held the gun in her hand.
"Grimm King?" Pyrrha asked.
"Never heard of it." Blake said.
"Professor Ozpin?" Goodwitch turned to him.
"That, is something new even for me." He said as he wasn't sure what they were talking about.
That was how they know something must be wrong.
"What makes you any different from them!?" Jaune said nothing as he looked down slightly to his hand as he raised his left hand before clenched his fist as he gazed back at her with an empty look in his eyes.
"Because I have nothing left to live for..." Cinder looked at the man as she saw the hollow look in his eyes. The look of a man ready to die and leave this horrid world behind.
"I've spent the last seven years preparing myself for this moment and for the fact that he was weakened considerably when Salem died. I'm finally strong enough to kill him...but..." Cinder shook her head as she sighed at him.
"You'll die to destroy him won't you?" Jaune looked back as he nodded with no hesitation in his eyes. Cinder sighed as she leant back in the chair. "Well then..." she checked the chamber of the gun before she closed it shut and looked at the man before her.
"What a sad way to live..." Ruby said with a few tears.
"Nothing left to live for..." Pyrrha said as that tugged at her heart strings.
"Seven years, all just to kill one entity..." Goodwitch couldn't even believe it.
"This kid just refused to die." Qrow said as he could admire how tough the kid was.
"Best be on your way then, there is a spare Bullhead in the hangar bay that you can use...not that I'll be using it anymore..." she looked down as a soft smile graced her face. Jaune said nothing as he turned and walked away from the woman. She only smiled as she brought the gun up to her head, lined the barrel directly under her chin and pulled the hammer back.
"Farwell...Sir Knight"
The hallway echoed with his footsteps as he walked down the hollow hallway. He was ready now to face his final challenge, his finally enemy and at last meet his end. A loud bang resonated in the hall as he looked back down the darkened hall, as the soft clatter of a gun hitting the floor told him all he needed to know...
The Queen was dead
"That was...dark." Ruby said.
"Yeah, Lets just agree on that." Yang said as that was not something pleasant to hear.
Even if it was Cinder, hearing that whole story. It reminded them just how similar their lives could be to each other. In another reality, could Ruby and Yang have turned into vengeful killers when their mothers died?
Would Nora do the same for ren? It was a scary thought.
To be so twisted by your own misery. That you don't care who gets hurt in the process.
He shook his head as he made his way to the hangar bay. Where the last fully functional Bullhead lay in rest. Waiting for the day, it would once again soar in the sky and be as free as a bird. Placing himself in the pilot seat he flipped the controls on the console as the roof above him opened and the ship soon took off into the sky. Zooming off into the distance to the place where Jaune would have his final end...
The Kingdom of Vale - Beacon Academy
Vale...once the crowning achievement of what humanity could accomplish, a shining light of hope and security to all that had once lived within its walls. Here the people could live a normal life free of the fear of Grimm and hatred that existed outside its walls. And guarding the Kingdom was Beacon Academy, a shining light to fight the darkness at their doors. But now the city was reduced to nothing but rubble and ruin, left behind by the Grimm.
It was upon the grounds of Beacon did the Beast known as the Grimm King slumbered. This massive beast was one said to only exist in legend, its form massive and horrifying that its very presence brought fear and despair.
The beast was similar to that of a large Western-style Dragon, with scales as black as night and pale white bone upon its back and face. The creature's horns curved upward to resemble that of a crown, giving it the name of Grimm King. Surrounding the beast was hundreds upon thousands of Grimm in every shape and size as they either slumbered or fought for the last piece of scrap to fill their bellies. The noise and the fighting never once bothered the massive beast, as he slumbered upon his throne of ruin and decay.
"Good Oum." Ozpin said as he had never seen such a Grimm.
"What in the world?" Goodwitch couldn't believe it.
A dragon Grimm. That was just a myth. Not even Ozpin had seen one.
"It seems like we may have another problem to worry about." Qrow said as even he felt scared.
Suddenly a loud boom was heard as every beast turned its head to the sound, minus the King as he continued to slumber. It did not care about the sound as it knew that who ever dared entered its domain would have to face the full power of its army. But the sound grew louder as it peeked one eye open, to see what was causing so much noise.
And there he stood, a human clad in a brilliant display of white as he slashed and hacked away at his minions. Their bodies falling to the ground as he twirled a massive scythe in his hands, that produced a loud crack like thunder with every swing he made as he continued to move forward as another Grimm fell to his friend's massive blade. He had long since abandoned the Bullhead when he landed on the outskirts of the city. He knew that attacking from the air would be pointless as the Nevermore's had made it impossible to get near the beast.
So he began his journey in the place where it had first begun...the emerald forest of Vale, or what was left of it when the Grimm King burnt it down with one breath. The forest was now burnt to ash; with the trees know resembling blackened bones sticking from the ground. But Jaune didn't care about the state of the once green forest; he didn't care about the hundreds of Grimm that stood in his way or the hundreds dead Grimm that already filled his path behind him.
All he cared about was the King that stood at the end of this horrible game of chess...
"Some metaphor..." Ozpin said as they all turned to him.
"In reality, we are all just pawns in some creatures larger game of life. Some are sacrificed to secure a better position, some are used to take out the enemy, and some only exist to protect the king, it shows how chaotic life can be." Ozpin said as he was starting to sound like James.
"Obviously this Grimm is the king piece, if you kill the King. The game is over, but in this case. Both Mr. Arc and the dragon are the kings, whoever wins, they both lose. There would be no point anymore. Either the last light is extinguished with Mr. Arc dying at the hands of the Grimm..." He trailed off.
"Or he wins, and he waits for death to take him, either way the last bit of light is extinguished from the world..." He finished.
Jaune slashed as three more Creepers fell to Crescent Rose as he spun around and shot two more before the gun clicked empty. He scoffed slightly as he spun the blade around, decapitating a massive Ursa before sheathing the gigantic blade. With a flick of his wrist, Ember Celica took shape as he loaded a belt of ammo into the chamber.
He thrust his fist left as a Beowulf was flung away in an explosion of heat before he dodged another and slammed his fist into its brain. He jumped back as Deathstalker thrust its massive stinger into the ground before him, he drew forth Myrtenaster and spun the blades dust chamber, igniting the blade in a plume of fire as he slashed and burned ten more Grimm in his path.
"Damn, look at him go!" Ruby said as he was using every single weapon in his arsenal.
"How did he learn to use all of our weapons?" Weiss asked as even she was impressed with his use of Myrtenaster.
"Something tells me a lot of trial and error." Qrow said as he was about to admit something he never had.
He was impressed.
He drew Gambol Shroud as the Katana like blade sliced a creeper in half while using one-half of Stormflower in his spare hand tp unloaded a barge of bullets into a defenceless Boarbatusk. Sheathing those two he drew forth Magnhild as the massive hammer struck the ground and created a large shockwave, sending bits and pieces of rubble in all directions.
He ran forward as he shot round after round of the heart shaped explosives at his enemies.
He jumped over a Deathstalkers claws as he released more explosives laced with his aura.
"GO JAUNE!" Nora yelled as she happy he was using her hammer.
"Heh, he kind of looks funny with the heart shaped explosives though." Yang said as everyone got a bit of a laugh.
"You know, I never noticed your grenades had hearts on them." Ruby said as Nora grinned.
"Momma always said 'Kill them with kindness and love!'" She said as she took that line literally.
The beast was decimated as guts and blood sprayed and gushed everywhere. Placing the weapon back, he drew Milo as he fired at each Grimm that ran towards him, each round burying themselves deep into their skulls as he continued to fight the hoard. He stood in the middle of the battlefield as his eyes glowed a powerful light, a light that encumbered all of his eyes as small flames burned and flickered at the edge.
The Grimm King raised its head as it gazed curiously at the human before him. Jaune continued to fight as he used each of the weapons that were once used by those he held close to him. In a way giving each of them the chance for revenge against the nightmarish hoard. But even Jaune knew that if he continued to fight the entire Grimm Army, he would not have the strength left to face the King and would die in an instant. He needed a plan and fast if he wanted to have a chance at facing the King.
Which meant that he had to use one of his trump cards...
"Trump card?" Pyrrha asked.
"What could be his Trump card?" Ruby asked.
"No...Not again!" Nora was freaking out again.
"Nora, whats wrong?" Ren asked.
"Do you remember what happened the last time Jaune had a Trump card?" She asked as everyone's eyes widened.
Sheathing Milo to his back he crossed his arms in front of him as he began to gather his aura. His body shimmered white as small bits of gravel began to float around him. And just as the Grimm jumped him, his body exploded in a massive flash of light. The Grimm was either blown away or disintegrated in an instant as the light was so bright that anyone watching from a distance thought it was a shining star in the night sky.
Not as if there was anyone left on this godforsaken planet.
"Not again..." Ruby said as everyone covered their mouths in horror.
"Another story where he blows himself up.
"Wait, look..." Weiss asekd.
Back at the battle, Jaune stood in the middle of a large crater as he panted and breathed heavily at the destructive power of his technique. It was a technique designed to release a large amount of Aura in a powerful explosion. Luckily Jaune only used a small portion of his aura to clear away the Grimm that was around him but still had the massive hoard left to deal with. Jaune cursed slightly as he fell to one knee as the beast surrounded him. But just as he was about to draw his blade, a loud roar was heard as every Grimm stopped and turned to face the Grimm King.
"You mean to tell me, that explosion of Aura wasn't an explosive semblance, that was just him releasing his aura?" Pyrrha asked as everyone felt afraid.
"How big does his Aura have to be?! That shouldn't be possible!" Nora for once was freaking out.
No human or faunus alive had that much Aura!
The King rose from its rest as it stretched its massive black wings and walked towards the young man. Every Grimm in his way moved as they lowered their heads in respect of the massive beast. Its form towing over the remains of the Academy in which it rested upon and easily towered over to the young man before him. The beat then roared as the Grimm around the area looked cautiously before turning and leaving the two alone.
Jaune looked around as each and every Grimm had turned around and left them. Stunned at the sheer power and authority that the Grimm King possessed if it could command the lesser Grimm to leave them.
He then looked up as burning red eyes stared back at him and could instantly tell what the creature wanted...it remembered him as one of the hunters that had killed his mate and knew that he was the last of them.
"...I see...you want to fight one-on-one right? Want to get revenge for what my friends did to your bitch?" he said as he stood up from the crater he had created. The beast only seemed to growl as if to confirm what the man had said. Jaune chuckled slightly as he set his gaze on the massive beast.
"All right then, in the words of a certain Rose..." he drew forth Crocea as a small shockwave blasted from him as the massive beast spread its wings and released a powerful roar, as Jaune burst with aura with an image of a giant knight appearing behind him. "Have at thee! Foul Beast!" and with that, the final battle for Vale had begun...
But at a terrible cost.
"I...never say that..." Ruby said as everyone turned to her.
"Yes you do." They all said.
"When?" She said as she didn't remember.
"That time we fought a deathstalker..." Yang said.
"A giant beowolf." Weiss said.
"Nevermore." Nora said.
"Okay I get it!" She said as she didn't remember that.
No one was around to see the final battle between man and the Grimm. No one was there to see the final climatic battle that took place in the old Kingdom of Vale. But if they were, they would have told of an epic battle that split mountains and sent gigantic tidal waves all across Vale.
Both fighting with all of their strength and all of their power.
Jaune fighting with seven years of hard and intense training to avenge his fallen friends that he had achieved powers never before achieved by the most experienced of hunters. Desperation could drive any man to heights, and just as easily let them fall.
And the Grimm King fighting with over a thousand years of experience and age under its name, with the power to reduce a whole Kingdom to ashes in a blink of an eye.
The battle eventually came to a bloody end as the gigantic beast fell to Jaune's blade as the ancient blade of his ancestors pierced its heart and slew the King.
But the King would not go alone as he severely wounded the young knight...and ensured his inevitable death.
"Holy shnizz." Ruby said as she was trying not to swear.
"Jaune actually killed him?" They knew he was strong, but that was one big dragon.
"Just like a hero in one of my stories." Ruby said as she remembered one where a Knight slayed a dragon.
Hard to believe Jaune was that knight.
Which is where we find Jaune Arc now as he lay in a pool of his own blood, his right arm completely torn from his body along with what remained of his left leg as four deep gashes lined along his right side as blood emptied from his wound and his lips. Every breath that he took burned in his lungs as every muscle in his body screamed at him to stop and end the pain. Multiple cuts and bruises covered his form with his eyes and body grew heavier with each passing second.
Jaune knew what was happening to him, he was dying and he was ok with that.
"No...I don't want to see him die again." Yang said as she hated seeing his death.
"No..we have to watch." Pyrrha said as everyone turned to her.
"Look, I don't deny this is horrifying to watch, but this is what he wants, this is his release...as bad as it sounds, we have to be happy for him." She said as her eyes took a serious tone.
"It's his only chance to be reunited with the rest of us."
He had long grown tired of fighting each day to survive, living another day with the regret and guilt that he had carried with him for so long and had long since grown tired of the world he was born in and wanted nothing more than a perfect ending for him. He coughed violently as blood gushed from his lips as he cast his eyes up to the darkened sky, just as the first rays of sunlight began to peek from over the destroyed mountains. His eyes then wandered over to the giant beast as its red eyes flicked and slowly faded, signalling the end of the Grimm King.
"Eheh...I won...-blragh!" he coughed as more blood filled his chest. He continued to cough violently as he struggled to move his body to his side to ease the pain that was coursing through his body. Just as he did a lone red petal floated down to meet him as he watched the small petal land in his blood, sending small ripples across the surface as he stared at the blood-stained petals.
He looked around as he realised that his fight had taken him far beyond the Kingdom of Vale and was now lying in the Forever Falls Forest, it had taken him back to the place of his first victory and now his final victory. He stared for the longest time before he began to laugh at the cruel irony of it all. His first victory against a Grimm and he ended up dying in the same forest from so long ago.
The universe just loved to screw with him, didn't it?
"I didn't even recognize the forest." Yang said.
"Well, it wasn't a hellhole the last time we were there." Blake stated.
"The whole planet looks like a hellhole." Goodwitch said.
"Well...that's...irony for you?" he slowly rolled himself over as he hissed in pain as he dragged himself along the red grass of the forest. A trail of dark red blood followed behind him as he dragged himself to a lone tree in the middle of the clearing. Each time he dragged himself another face passed in his mind and another memory would play in his last moments. So many faces and so many memories of the people he loved and cherished passing him by.
Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Yang, Nora, Ren, Coco, Velvet, Fox, Yatsuhashi, Sun, Neptune, Sage and Scarlet. He struggled to stand but fell back down as more faces appeared before him. Such as Cardin, Russell, Sky, Dove, Port, Oobleck, Glynda, Ozpin with his family's standing before him as they smiled at him...and finally Pyrrha the woman that he loved as they all beckoned him to the tree, towards the bright light behind them. Pyrrha smiled lovingly at him as she held her hand to him, as he reached his hand out to grab her own, her hand and his mere inches apart.
"Is he finally going to be reunited with us?" Nora asked in hope.
"Even Cardin and his team are there..." Ruby said as she saw their smiling faces.
"Maybe they became friends later in life..." Blake asked as she found it hard to imagine.
"War can do that, make friends out of enemies, and enemies out of friends." Ozpin said sagely.
Before she faded into nothing as his hand brushed against the bark of the tree.
He stared for a brief moment as he hung his head and shook his head. "I see..." he said as he finally managed to drag himself over to the tree, as he placed himself against the bark. He looked up at the red leaves that shimmered with the cool breeze that washed over him. He reached slowly and painfully into his breastplate as he pulled out the worn picture of Pyrrha. Her warm and gentle smile greeted him one last time as he smiled with tears slowly streaking down his face.
He held the picture to his chest as he relished in the warmth one last time before he knew what came next. His time had come.
"I guess...this...is it?...I'll...I'll see...you all soon...I'm...almost...there...wait...for...me...Pyr...rha..." his voice trailed off as his eyes grew heavy and his body went limb.
"I'll wait..." She said as everyone was crying.
They had seen Jaune die before, but it seemed like each time it just got worse, because the universe wouldn't kill him off in one way. There are multiple ways he could die. And that scared the hell out of them.
They had seen him stabbed to death.
They had seen him dismembered and burned alive.
And now they were watching him slowly bleed out.
The first rays of sunshine from over the mountain as each light landed upon the fallen knight. His armour dented and scraped, his body broken and torn in every way possible and blood pooling around his form. But he just laid there as a small smile rested upon his face, as he laid his final rest and breathed his final breath...
Year X337, Ten Years after the fall of Remnant...Jaune Arc died...
"So that's it? It's over? What next?" Blake couldn't believe this was the end."
Voices spoke all around as two men man and a screaming woman could be heard. The man was saying 'push' as the woman only screamed in pain as the other man held her hand.
"Wait! What the hell?" Yang yelled as everyone stood up.
"How are there still people alive? Jaune was the last one alive!" Blake asked as this didn't make any sense.
"We're almost there Diane, I just need you to do one more push!" the man said as the woman gave one last powerful scream before falling back into the bed. And then a soft cry was heard as the man held up a small bundle.
"It's a boy!" the man said as he handed the small child to the arms of a blond haired man, the man smiled as he held the child in his arms.
"Look, honey, it's a boy! We have a son!" he said as he had tears of happiness as the woman cried as well as he handed her the child.
"Wait a minute, doesn't that man look familiar?" Ruby asked.
"Yeah, and Diane...where have I heard that name before." Pyrrha said as she knew she had heard that name before.
But where?
"Oh, my baby boy..." she said as she held the child in her arms. She smiled down as she stroked the small amount of blond hair as the man held one of the child's small hands.
"Hey there little guy my name is Roland...I'm your dad...and this is Diane she's your mum. We are so happy to finally meet you" he said as he and his wife smiled down at the baby, the woman known as Diane smiled brightly as she held him in her arms.
"So have you two thought of a name for him?' the doctor asked as the parents looked at each other and nodded.
"We have, his name is Jaune...Jaune Arc..." His father said as they looked down at little Jaune.
"..." The room went silent.
"WWWHHHHAAAATTTTTTTTT?!" Team RWBY and NPR screamed out.
"Wait what? Da fuck? Is going on?!" Qrow was even surprised.
"I...I don't know." Ozpin dropped his coffee cup.
"This is weird.." Goodwitch just saw her student come out of his mother.
"Welcome to the world little Jaune..." Diane said as she kissed his head and smiled at the child, welcoming the new life into the world. But unbeknownst to the parents the child at had only one thing on its mind...
'...What the fuck is going on here!'
"OH MY FUCKING OUM!" Yang yelled as she figured it out.
"JAUNE WENT BACK IN TIME!" She yelled as Ruby yelled back.
"No way! That makes no sense!" She yelled as she was still confused.
"It makes sense! How else could he have a conscious thought as an infant?!" She said as everyone was confused as hell.
"Well, how did he get sent back in time?!" Ruby yelled as they all went silent.
"I don't know! But he did!" Yang yelled as she suddenly started snickering. And then full blown laughter.
"What's so funny Miss Xiao Long?" She asked as Yang couldn't stop laughing.
"He's...He's a baby. And he has the mind of a old man" She was now chuckling.
"Yes, and your point is?" She asked.
"What do babies eat?" She said with a grin.
"Well for a period, they have to feed from their mothers br-" Suddenly Glynda saw where she was going.
"HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Yang started to laugh again.
"Damn...I want to be in his position..." Qrow said as he took a look at Jaune's mom.
Seriously...she was hot.