"New challenger."

So, me posting another chapter after the one I did some time ago, as well as updating story to the status-complete, it might seem rather peculiar of me to update this again.

In all honesty, it is, but I figured I could actually share all of the bits I had planned for the future chapters. Leaving them all to no one, but me just somehow makes it feel like I'm not finished, you know. Like there's something more I should do before claiming this story complete…Besides the fact that I should have finished it clean and proper, that is.

Anyways though, this really will be just me sharing everything I had planned for the story in quick stripes. Not sure how many will be interested at this point, but I believe that some of you still are. So…with-out further ado, let me give you the rest my story had to offer. More or less, of course.

The first thing I'll go over is actually the next chapter I had planned. Right after the one where Jaune and Pyrrha had their 'steamy' moment. While I'm not sure of the title completely, it would be something like, "Berserk vs Lighting God" "My challenge to you" or something along those lines.

Yang vs Nora is what the chapter would be about if you didn't figure it out from the first title. It would be basically Yang challenging Nora to a duel in combat class. Reason for it would be to test out her new set of gauntlets 'Twin dragons', to have a little payback for the scene Nora caused in the JNPR dormitory and to claim challenge to Pyrrha.

"Sorry, but it's about time you shared your throne with someone else…Or give it over completely." Is a possible line Yang would say to Pyrrha after she would defeat Nora. Now, the battle between two powerhouses wouldn't be easy for either of them, but thanks to her new weapons, as well as her getting back on the track with training, Yang would succeed to win. What exactly her new weapons would be capable of, I'm not completely sure even right now. I figured they would be able to use different elements, much like Weiss', and they'd have some sort of trump card as well. One of the possibilities I had was that her gauntlets could have some sort of build in needles which would inject into her at her own will and then she'd receive some sort of damage to herself and boost her semblance. This would mean she'd no longer need to be hit by an enemy attacks and risk herself to be too injured and could just activate her semblance completely on her own, as well as she could choose how much damage she would absorb before sending it back to some unlucky bastard. Something like that I was thinking about. Anyways though, the chapter would end with Yang being victorious and then stating in front of everyone, Pyrrha especially so, that she'd prove herself to be the strongest among all of her peers. Pyrrha would accept the challenge and from them on, they'd be each-others greatest rival.

The end.

Such would be the chapter in a nutshell. The main purpose of this chapter I guess would actually not even be connected with Yang, but rather Pyrrha. You see, the way I wrote her in my story was one of the flaws I mentioned.

More than 100'000 words into the story yet we barely knew anything at all about Pyrrha's character. Besides the fact that she madly loves Jaune, that is. Of course, Jaune is the main, main character of the story, but I really needed to give Pyrrha some more as well. Something I planned to do in the future chapters, as maybe some of you had guessed based on the last, real chapter.

Anyways though, the rivalry between Yang and Pyrrha would give our favorite redhead a clear, defined goal. She'd not only prove she's stronger than Yang, but also she's the strongest among all of her peers. With it done, at least we would have something going on with Pyrrha. She wouldn't just be nothing more than girlfriend to our main hero, but would slowly become a real character on her own.

Quick note-I also wanted to write a little bonding moment between Nora and Ren during the chapter. Something like them secretly holding hands under the dinner table or something.

About Pyrrha, I also finally planned to reveal her backstory, her life before the Beacon. Now, I had planned something really interesting regarding that, but then realized that if taking canon material into account, sadly, my created backstory for our redhead would have one or two plot holes. Something which maybe some of you wouldn't even notice, but I would.

I'll share the backstory either ways, though.

Basically, Pyrrha would be found in the woods, a fox cuddling around her, almost parent like. Of course, People who found her would take her in and adopt her.

'Wild fox,' such would be her first nick-name. Not only because of her red hair, but also because she was so much different from her present self. She was a lot more like Yang, bold, straight-forward, adventurous and just overall wild. Yes, much like Jaune, she too would be the case where a character is completely different from the present self due to some serious reasons. In Pyrrha's case, all of those reasons would be connected with her becoming a huntress. Her road to 'Goddess of victory,' In a nutshell, since Pyrrha would become more and more famous, the teachers and other people would desire to present her more and more to the world. Tournaments, ads, interviews and so on. Pyrrha wouldn't actually mind the attention, but it would slowly start to change. You see, since Pyrrha would be seen more and more as a future huntress to be looked upon, an example to follow for children and adults alike, it would be demanded of her to be more presentable. Her straightforward, rude, bold behavior just wouldn't fit for the image the other world and people around her wanted to see her as. Little by little, Pyrrha would change. Her parents also thought that her changing her ways would be better for her own future, so it's not like they wished her bad. Its just they didn't ask Pyrrha herself often enough what she wanted, and since Pyrrha really, genuinely loved her parents, she wanted to make them proud as well. Good intentions all around, but somewhere down the line it started to backfire. At first, Pyrrha only put on an act around teachers, some famous people like huntsmen or what not and journalists. Then she slowly started to use that same mask around people closer to her, eventually, even her parents and closest of friends. In the end, it came to the point where Pyrrha even used the mask when she was alone. There was almost no trace of the energetic, rude, wild child she used to be. She became what everyone else saw her as. 'Goddess of victory' A polite, humble, always acting nice and absolutely righteous hero. Because of it, the bonds she had with other people just didn't feel real to her. Since she was nothing like she used to be, her old, true friends were no longer friends with her and the new relationships she formed just felt feeble, fake.

All of that until she started to attend Beacon. Until she met people like Ren, Nora, Ruby and especially our favorite blond, Jaune. Even if Pyrrha still has her mask on when being with them, the reason why she truly thinks of them as friends is because she believes they'd accept her true side as well. Pyrrha believes they would stick around with her through thick and thin, and they would cherish her no matter the person she truly was under the armor, the image created by the world, her mask. These people would love her real self and as such, Pyrrha would sincerely love them back. Jaune of course, especially so because he was the first with whom she felt she could be the person she wants to be.

Such is Pyrrha's reason to fall in love with him and loving him even more as the story progresses. As well as such is her backstory in a nutshell. Sadly, as I mentioned earlier it wouldn't work so nicely with canon material we have. Not necessarily because it would be unbelievable that Pyrrha was so different, but because someone, anyone would have pointed it out in the canon material. Since Pyrrha is more or less a superstar, there would surely be materials which would reveal her past, true character and someone in Beacon would surely know that, if not a lot of them so…yea, because nothing like that is shown in canon RWBY, such backstory for her would not fit in with-out making any compromise. Who knows, maybe I would because as I said, I really like the story I had created for Pyrrha so maybe I would rather change canon material a bit or something. Me changing her backstory is of course also an option, but I'm not sure. Whatever I would opt for doesn't really matter that much though, I just wanted to share what I had planned for Pyrrha;)

It's not all, however.

I also had planned that Pyrrha and Lilianna would start to meet a lot more often. My way of giving them a chance to develop, as well as progress their characters. Basically, Pyrrha would ask Lilianna to train her and after some consideration and Pyrrha being stubborn about it, Lilianna would give in and accept it. During their together spent time, they would actually form a powerful bond in and on itself, as well as learn a lot from each other, about each other. Pyrrha would be the first to hear Lilianna's backstory and Arc woman would be the first to learn Pyrrha's. They would start to understand each other on deeper level and share the weight of their world with each other. And as such, somewhere down the line they would become passionate lesbians, marry each other, become the first and most badass gay duo and prove that anything is possible as long as you have someone to scissor with.

I hope you didn't take that last line seriously. If you did, then please consider the choices you have made in your life and to what they have brought you to.

…Just kidding:D Seriously though, nothing romantic between Lilianna and Pyrrha, but a deep, strong bond in its own right. Almost like mother and daughter.

Anyhow, that's more or less it for Pyrrha. The rest I'll reveal by the end of it. Now, since I touched upon Lilianna, I'll say some about her.

I'm sort of conflicted about her. Not in a sense that I don't like her character or I think she shouldn't have been included. No, I like her character and I am absolutely sure of my choice including her in the story. What I'm conflicted about is the relationship between her and Jaune. The execution of it. Maybe I really did rush their bonding as some of the people pointed it out. Honestly, the conflict between them could have added so much more to the story if only I had been patient and allowed their bond to grow at much steadier pace. It's not that I hate that they bonded so fast or even think of it being utterly unrealistic, but I do see a lot missed potential the way I wrote it. So…yea, it's sort of a mixed bag for me.

Anyhow, about the character herself. In all honesty, I still have details missing regarding her backstory, but here it goes-Lilianna's true dream from an early age had been singing. She was fantastic in it and truly adored it. However, it isn't to say that Lilianna hated swordsmanship and huntress training in general. No, she respected that side of her family and had no qualms regarding the training itself. She, even among the Arcs, was a prodigy. A rare talent and because her training was rigorous and tough, her putting effort into it too, Lilianna obviously excelled at being a huntress. Her peers and family noticed it too so they always figured that's what she'd do. Be a huntress. Besides her father though. He was very supportive of an idea of Arc being whatever he/she wanted to be.

"Your divine singing itself can heal this world. If such is your true way of life, then follow it till the end." Such was Adalard's stance about it. With her father being there for her, Lilianna was sure that being a singer was what she would offer the most to the world. Her gift to the rest and to herself. However, not all agreed on that. Her teachers and people in power especially were not fond of such an idea. They knew what she was capable of as a huntress and were against her wasting such talent, knowing how much good she could do with it. Also, at that time, some people did know of Arc's darker past and what they had done before so that also fueled their belief that Arc's were in eternal debt because of it. Moreover, the only way they could repay for it was by being pillars of strength for society. By sacrificing everything else and do what they all excelled at, being huntsmen. However, since Lilianna had her father's back in the matter, she did not give in. She would finish the combat school, maybe even join an Academy, but after that, she'd follow her true passion, singing.

For some time, things worked quite well for her and she was content with life. Unfortunately, with a nasty rumor being spread around that her father had committed a sexual assault, things became more complicated. She lost a great deal of her friends, which she didn't have that many to begin with, and was rather lonely while being at school. She was also at constant pressure from teachers and alike about her being irresponsible in her way of thinking, and a much rougher time she had to endure because of it. However, being a strong Arc she was, physically and emotionally, Lilianna still didn't give up. She worked through it all and was still bright about her future. Her father was an immense inspiration at the time as well since he too, worked for his dream of being a boxer, champion, after retiring from huntsman duties. Despite his humble age, he worked doubly hard and showed to his daughter how much will and perseverance can help to fight through toughest of times. In a sense, he was that supportive pillar she leaned against whenever she herself wanted to give up.

So when suddenly her father gave up on boxing, day before his championship fight, it's rather obvious how painful of a blow it would be for her. This is the part which I haven't really figured out at all. I mean I haven't exactly figured out how Adalard was pressured to drop boxing and how Lilianna learned that it was because he was an Arc. Ah yes, the reason why Adalard was demanded by some group of people to drop boxing was due to him being an Arc. Basically, they loathed an idea of an Arc being able to claim over something as desired, inspiring as a champion status. So they threatened him one way or another and because of it, he would suddenly retire from boxing. Lilianna somehow would find that out and that's where she would realize that Arc's don't really have dreams of their own. So she figured herself, at least. Shortly after the incident, Lilianna would absorb herself in huntress training and later join the Academy. A place where she would meet her love, Julien is what we'll call him. A guy who managed not only to ignite her old spark back, but also made her fall in love with him. He himself was a passionate dancer, but due to some circumstances, I hadn't figured them out, he joined the Beacon Academy. As a person, he was bright, free spirited and at times, unpredictable. Lilianna wasn't always fond of that, but the way he would make her feel alive again would compromise that. He himself would absolutely adore, love her singing as well as her striking beauty. These passions would connect and lead them falling in love. Thereafter, they would make love. Lots of it.

Hey, she had like 8 children or something.

However, even this happiness she couldn't hold onto for all too long. Julien, due to being free spirited in nature was desiring a life where he wouldn't feel restrained. In short, being a family man wasn't exactly his call, with 8 children to take care of even less so. He wanted to perform and not only in Vale but all around the Remnant. A life like that he desired. Lilianna on the other hand wasn't fond of it and she wanted to be there for her children as well. Naturally, things didn't work out in the end and Julien began to follow his passion, leaving Lilianna with all the children behind. That too, was a massive blow for her and changed her personality yet again. Basically, she became a lot more bitter, angry and unhappy. Of course, she still had her children to take care of so she did just that. Sort of. In all honestly, I had planned that Adalard is the one whom all the children were a lot more attached to. Lilianna for the most part watched from sidelines and worked as a huntress. The grief and anger she felt inside of her she unleashed during her missions, but at times, also at children. Jaune of course, receiving absolutely the worst of it.

Such was her life. Of course, there are still some details I haven't included, but for the most part, this is it for her. Crushed dream and her lover leaving her behind with all the children while he himself, pursues his passion. As well as the pain before that and Lilianna became the person she was for many years. In the present though, you do know yourself that she's really trying to change and it works. She herself is tired and disgusted of whom she allowed herself to be and desires to change. Since Jaune is the one who was hurt the most by her, she wants to reconcile with him the most. Such is her goal in the story. Going back to singing as well. Even after all these years, she still loves it. However, little does Lilianna know how much Jaune loves her singing as well. In fact, since Jaune was very little when she did and she didn't do it often, he himself doesn't even realize how much he loved to hear her voice, her singing voice. Not until he would hear it again, at least. I had planned a chapter right before his first match where Jaune would visit his home again and would get to hear his mother sing. It would cease all of his anxieties and tension before the day of his comeback match and from then on, Jaune would try to get his mum sing some more for him. He would tell her that if he did excellent during his matches, she in return would sing for him, something like that. Lilianna would more or less agree and through her singing, they would actually bond together. I had also planned a birthday chapter where Lilianna and Jaune would spend a whole day together, again, a bonding moment between them. And on top of it all, I had also planned a chapter where Lilianna would burst out laughing because of something and Jaune would be there when it happened. He would be mesmerized by the simple fact alone that she laughed so heartily, honestly, as well as by how beautiful her laughter would seem to him.

...

"Is something wrong?" She asked as her laughter subsided, yet his gaze was firmly kept to her face.

"O-oh, no, not really." He jolted, scratching the back of his head.

She shrugged and thought nothing much of it.

"It's just…it's a shame, really."

She cocked her eyebrow.

"You have such…such bright laughter, yet you use it so rarely. It's such a shame for you to laugh so rarely."

She smiled. As she was walking past him, she said "I'll think about it."

Jaune said nothing and proceeded to follow her. I want to hear it again too. He thought to himself as he was walking beside her.

Her singing voice was beautiful, it was mesmerizing, he loved to hear her sing, but her laughter…her honest, genuine, free laughter…it was something almost divine. Something beautiful, something he would never forget he heard.

He only wished that this wouldn't be the last time he ever heard her laugh.

...

The scene would be something like this. Anyhow, I guess I could now move forward and talk a bit about Lilianna's father, Adalard.

A proud Arc who did offer plenty of his time to serve as a huntsman, but always loved boxing as well. However, since Adalard took his duties with sincerity and respect, he did follow a huntsman's path for quite some time. All the way till he retired from his duties which I more or less figured would be around age 40 or maybe little bit more. The moment he retired being a huntsman, he took up boxing. Despite his humble age, Adalard was a fast rising contender and was a force to be reckoned with both in amateur ranks and then in pro's as well.

"Freaks of nature." Adalard spat in disgust and turned to leave.

Now, some of you may wonder what he meant with that, but if you stop for a moment and think, you could have a pretty good idea what he's talking about.

…Maybe you guessed it, maybe not, either way the thing is that Adalard was a racist towards the faunus. From one side it was due to complicated relationship between the faunus and human back then, the propaganda, but even more than that, the fact that he lost his beloved sweetheart because of one of the bloodiest conflicts between the two races. It all just build up in him and Adalard came to hate the faunus kind.

"Neither human, neither animal. Just freaks tarnishing our lands is what they are." He explained to his grandfather.

Something like this. Also, just want to say that I had planned his crush to be very much like Yang, even appearance wise, but with even more fierce spirit, for her, stepping back or retreating was simply never an option. Hence, she lost her life with such thinking when situation just got too grim even for someone as powerful like her. For Adalard, losing her was a heavy blow and that final nail in the coffin for him to utterly despise the faunus.

At least until he met a certain someone.

As Adalard was training in the gym, a faunus man approached him and said that he too, wished to train here. Older Arc of course, was not fond of the idea at all.

Faunus weren't allowed to compete in the sport of boxing at the time anyway. Only train and even then it was rather difficult to find a gym which would accept.

However, the man, let's call him August, was much too stubborn to quit and refused to leave. It got to the point where Adalard simply offered him a challenge. If he could beat him in the ring, then he would accept August into the gym. Faunus accepted and so they fought. And August lost, badly. He didn't even land a single, clean punch. Satisfied, Adalard demanded him to leave and so he did. Until the next day came and he returned back.

August demanded they would have a rematch. They did and faunus lost again. Even worse than the last time. The next day came and same faunus demanded another chance. No matter how much Adalard protested and what not, August refused to quit or to give in.

"I'll fight you no matter how many times it will take me to win. If such is the way to gain your respect and accept me here, then so be it." August declared and put the gloves on again.

Adalard figured it would have been much easier to kill him, but wouldn't allow himself to do that. He knew when to limit himself so he put the gloves on as well.

"Bark as much as you desire, lowlife, I'll break your spirit till there will be naught left."

Is what Adalrd would say to the faunus, yet those words would never come to be true. As much or as many times as Adalard would beat him up, August would always return and demand a rematch.

In short, Adalard's hatred could not overcome the spirit of August's. No matter how he tried.

"You literal son of a bitch…" Adalard fumed through clenched teeth. He lost count of how many knockdowns he scored during these 5 rounds. 5 rounds or 15 minutes of him pounding the bastard with-out any mercy, turning him into a bloody-pulp and sending his ass on the mat so many times. All of that plus more yet the guy still got up. Every damn time.

Adalard started to feel humiliated.

"I'll kill…if you'll get up, I'll kill. Stay on the God damn mat you lowlife!" He bellowed, his right fist colliding again with the bloody mess which was supposed to be someone's face.

Blood and spit alike flew in all direction as August back paddled to ropes, wrapping his one arm around them for support, refusing to go down this time.

Furious, enraged, humiliated so much more than he ever remembered to be, Adalard dashed forward.

Left hook.

He didn't go down.

Right hook.

He didn't go down.

Uppercut.

Still refused to go down.

Right straight.

He still stood on his feet.

Adalard unleashed every punch, combination, he knew yet the damn freak had an audacity to refuse going down. Right until his body and spirit alike finally broke and he went down to the mat. Not getting up this time.

Adalard gasped for breath and gazed intently at the faunus laying down to his feet. A sight, which should have been a pleasure, yet Adalard clenched his eyes, his eyebrow knitted in plentiful of emotions.

"You fool, you God damn fool," He cursed under his breath. "I could have killed, I could have seriously killed you, you damn lowlife…you damn…fool." He barely pushed the last word out and then took the gloves off.

Several hours later.

August barely, but somehow managed to open up his right eye just a little bit. His whole body was in pain and he wished he did not get up so early, at least not until the pain would be more bearable.

"Don't move." He managed to hear and turned to look for the source. To his surprise, it was the same man responsible for the state he was in, yet now was treating his wounds.

"It will hurt like a bitch, but better that than to look like a truck ran over you," He said.

August stayed silent, his mind still an utter mess.

Adalard patched him up some more and then rose to his feet.

"For someone whose body is so sturdy, it's utterly pathetic to be so miserable when it comes down to landing a punch.

"…"

"Your technique, it hurts my very soul how bad you are at fighting back. If you want to challenge someone, make sure you at least know how to throw a damn punch you fool."

Before August managed to utter a word, Adalard finished. "Come back when your wounds are healed. We'll have a long, hard road ahead of us before you'll learn how to fight back. And be sure to have the same kind of spirit as when enduring a beating. Trust me, August, you'll need that," He said and turned to go.

August closed his eyes and continued to rest. One corner of his mouth turned slightly upwards.

And from then on, August and Adalard started to train together. The more time they spent together, the more Adalard's opinion started to change on this one faunus. They became friends, best friends. Also, as much as August was training for boxing, he also was fighting for equal rights for both races. Adalard even began to help him a little, but at times was hesitant. You see, it's not like he just suddenly viewed all of the faunes as equals, it's just that August managed to break through his hatred towards them. Of course, Adalard did improve his opinions on the faunus, but it was a slow, gradual progress.

Worth mentioning that Adalards grandfather also helped him to fight against his inner hatred towards the other race.

Anyhow, during one of the protests which was organized by August, a terrible accident happened, maybe an attack from human, and August lost his life.

Out of respect towards his friend, Adalard continued to fight for the equal rights even till the present time. So I had planned it.

One of the most noteworthy achievements regarding that was Adalard being one of the major reasons why the faunus were allowed to compete in boxing or any other combat sport. Both as amateurs and pro's.

So that's that.

So I had planned for our geezer. A racist whose perception was slowly changing because of a single faunus. To be honest, Adalard isn't sure even in present time if he truly views faunus and humans as equals or if he ever will. Maybe it's simply respect towards his friend that forces him to view the faunus like that. However it is, Adalard will never forget August and the resolve he had. Nor the brotherly friendship they had.

"Your memory will always be treasured, my friend. Today and until the day we'll meet again."

Adalard Arc.

Now, I'll very briefly go over what I had in store for Yang.

Honestly, not that much. Basically, Yang would realize that she indeed has fallen for Jaune, yet would also know she has no chance to win over his heart.

You know already, Pyrrha Nikos.

So after she would realize how hopeless her love for Jaune is, she would go to a bar to cool off or not go, but drive with her trusty motorcycle. There she would meet the story's main antagonist, Ray Eagle aka 'The phenomenal'

Yes, I deliberately first mentioned 'White fang' the other antagonist to make readers feel like he's the main boxer Jaune will face against. In actuality, I had planned all along that 'White fang' wouldn't be the main one, but not someone to be taken lightly either.

Anyways, Ray would try to flirt with Yang and she would just tag along to an extent. Later, she would offer him a ride to his place and drop him there. For several chapters nothing much would happen between them, but eventually they would get along quite nicely. As I had planned it, they wouldn't really be a couple during the story, but it would slowly move to that direction. Whenever they would become a couple or not would be up to an individual reader's interpretation of what happened after the story ended. Something like that. Also, in the very last chapter Yang would finally be able to keep up with Jaune's best running pace. After that, she'd receive a message from Ray about a date, and she would agree.

Whatever happened after would be up to your imagination.

That's about it. Could also mention that Yang would become good friends with Ray's daughter. Well, maybe not exactly like friends, but maybe mother and daughter or sisters sort of relationship. Or just all three of them in one.

Ray Eagle.

The main antagonist of the story as well as the only person more talented than Jaune. A fact. From what I planned, he would be around age of 22 or something and his daughter around 12. His daughter, Lilly, would not be related by blood, but adopted.

Anyhow, Ray would have a really tough childhood. Both parent's alcoholic's, both ending up dying as they tried to rob a bank or something as the last resort to fix their shitty lives, or at least improve their son's one. With parents gone, Ray avoided whatever little Child protection services there were in his hometown and lived on the streets. While lurking all around, he would meet a person who would introduce him to an underground boxing. A place where he would discover his ungodly talent for the sport. After that, his life would change in more ways than just one. He himself would change from timid, shy child to a rude, straightforward young adult, as well as the world around him would change in a sense.

That would be the first, major turn in life for him. If not including everything what happened before, of course. The second would be him meeting Jaune.

From how I had planned it, they would meet after Ray would beat up a group of thugs. He would bash their faces in just a bit too much and Jaune would run by and stop him. Being a rash person Ray is, he would be quick to fight with Jaune and lose. Of course, Jaune would notice how insanely talented Ray is and would say something along the lines of, "I'm not a street fighter, but a boxer. If you want a revenge, meet me in a ring and we'll settle this completely." Then Jaune would run further and leave Ray be.

Humiliation.

Ray would feel humiliated from losing a fight. One thing which he could trust in, rely on would simply turn its back to him. Enraged, he would walk away and sometime during that same day, meet the person who would change his life yet again.

Lilly, his present daughter. The reason why Ray took her under his care is because he saw himself in her, as well as he felt moved from how happy she looked just eating a warm meal.

"Just when was the last time I made someone this happy…" He questioned, not knowing the answer as he couldn't remember when.

Despite the meal being the cheapest, her face was lit as she ate it, her eyes sparkling, her lips tugged to a smile.

After that, Lilly would warm up to Ray little by little until he could no longer accept a notion of her living on a street. Giving her over to a Child center or something was also unacceptable for him. He decided he'd take care of her. She wouldn't go through the hardships he did. Instead, she'd smile the same way like she did when eating that meal.

That's more or less his side of the story. His daughter and boxing trainer are the reason why he puts effort into the boxing, despite his ungodly talent. The last fight in the story, between Jaune and Ray, he would show to his daughter the best man he can be. Such would be the promise between him and her, and by holding onto that promise, Ray would prove to the whole world that he had every God damn right to be a father, despite the failure he is as a person.

'White fang' aka Wladimir Lomachenko. I probably would have changed his name, but now it matters little.

So Vlad would be Jaune's faunus opponent and he would be the first, real threat to our awkward blondey. He, unlike many of the characters in my story would have a pretty chill childhood. Not easy, but not utterly difficult either. Both of his parents are alive and well, mother would be a doctor or something while father would be his personal boxing couch. Vlad would take up boxing from his father and soon discover just how naturally gifted he is at it. Basically as gifted as Jaune is. Anyways, Vlad would partially train for his father's sake as well because his father used to be a boxer himself. A great boxer, in fact, at least in the amateurs, but wasn't able to rise too much in the ranks of pro's. Not so much because of his inability to do so, but because there was a lot of criticism towards him from humans. Since he wasn't that good at taking such pressure, it ended his pro career rather abruptly. He then moved pn to being a coach and train other boxers, his finest work being Vlad. As a person, Vlad's dad is actually decent, but the negativity he received in his younger days made him bitter towards humans. Because of it, his reasons for training his son aren't exactly so pure. Partly, he wants Vlad to succeed in amateurs and pro's alike because he couldn't and because he seeks a sort of form of vengeance. If Vlad would become a champion then it would prove that the faunus are equal or better than human. Something like that.

Anyways, Vlad's dad is morbidly obsessed about Vlad winning every single fight, a fact which would play a major role in fight between Vlad and Jaune. Before I'll continue that, would like to say that there would be a chapter where Vlad and Adalard would meet and old Arc would tell him a story of how he was in his younger days, his racism included. The reason why Old pops would tell him that I'm not sure myself. But he would, and it would leave a rather deep impression in Vlad. Then they would part their ways and sometime later, the fight between Jaune and Vlad would happen.

A fight which Jaune would lose…Yes, I actually had planned Jaune to lose the fight right before the finals. Before I'll tell you why, I'll give you a title of the chapter which also works as a hint.

"Weight of my pride, do I really need that?"

Vlad would use illegal substance or more like his father would force him to. It would be a sort of painkiller actually, mixed into the water. It would help Vlad to withstand body shots which he isn't good at enduring. His one and only real weakness. Though I want to add it would be the first time his father would make his use it. Basically, Jaune would be the first, real opponent with a more than solid chance to win him. In fact, Jaune would actually be ahead in the fight right until the point where Vlad would be forced to use the substance. Of course, he could have refused if he really wanted to, but he agreed due to lacking a backbone against his father. So, as Jaune would go in for a kill in the next round, right after landing a crushing combination to Vlad's midsection, he would be utterly caught off guard and receive a blood freezing one-two, as a perfect counter.

"Forget about winning or losing, a combination like that could easily take a man's life away." Old pops grabbed a towel and was ready to throw it in...His arm stayed frozen, eyes wide open.

Jaune, he was still standing.

After that, it would be a one sided beating with Jaune receiving the absolutely worst of it. Audience would wish it to stop, referee would wish it to stop(even though by my story's logic, he can't do anything about it.) Vlad himself would wish it to stop, Old pops would wish it to stop and even Pyrrha would run up to the elder Arc and demand that the fight should be stopped at once. Basically no one believed he had any chance of winning.

Here's a raw, unpolished snippet from the fight's nearing ending.

"Hate me as much as you want, but I won't repeat the same mistake twice!" Adalard cocked his arm back and wanted to throw in the towel. His arm went nowhere as he heard a certain voice over the audience.

Then Jaune suddenly hit Vlad square on the chin.

He had no strength to spare.

No light to be seen.

No chances of him winning.

Not even the slightest of shimmers of hope for him.

Yet he still refused to go down…

Tell me, when you're falling down, what do you see?

For Vlad, it would be his pride going down with reality.

For Jaune, a realization that even if he stayed upright, his dreams, they were already gone. But there was something that he missed in his life. A hole in his heart that not even Pyrrha could fill in. Even so…

He was hopeless.

His legs had already given up.

He had no strength to throw a punch with.

Nor any light visible in his other-wise pitch black demise.

Even so, he could still envision a victory, and as he tried to realize a reason for it, he heard a voice. That's when he figured out that his dreams were still here. His mother, she was the only one who still believed in him.

A scene of similar atmosphere. Shortly after that, Vlad would unleash the last bits of strength he had on Jaune but he would still stay standing, his guard up strong and solid, leaning into the ropes.

This is it, I lost. Vlad thought to himself as he just barely limped back to his corner, not having enough strength to even lift his head properly. Everything he had left, he wasted on that last barrage.

Now he was utterly empty. Both in strength and spirit alike.

Shortly after, referee would come over to Jaune and tell him to go back to his corner. After Jaune wouldn't even after several attempts from the referee, everyone around would slowly start to realize that something just isn't right. Old pops would be the first to know what's going on. With tears in in his eyes, he would come to Jaune and hug him. Tell him that it's okay, he can rest now, he did splendidly. He'd tell him that there's absolutely no way he's a failure, nor as a boxer, nor as a lover, nor as a son. Thereafter, Jaune's arms would drop to his sides, revealing his face.

Two, pale orbs would stare in an unknown distance, place known to none.

Jaune, he would no longer be conscious. The match would end then and there, Vlad being declared as a winner. Only after several hours would Jaune wake up and to his bad luck, his mother would be the one to be beside him. Ashamed, defeated, he couldn't even be able to properly look into her face. He could not achieve what he set out to yet again. The sour truth about him and what he ultimately was. He was a failu-

"You made me so proud." Her voice would suddenly sound.

"…"

"Never had I seen a fight more awesome than that…And you…" Her hand would reach to caress his face. "You are the best son a mother could ask for."

"…Mom?"

She would pause before saying. "Yes?"

"Could I…could I hug you?"

At first, it would be rage seeping through her, then sorrow, then regret and only then it would be kindness. "In what world does a child ask for a permission to hug his own mother?"

"…"

He'd lung to her chest, their arms wrapping around each other. For as long as he'd cry, she'd hold him. After the pain and sorrow and everything else which had been weighting their hearts down would be let out, only then would they part from each other. A kiss on his forehead, she'd rose to her feet. He'd see that he wasn't the only one crying and would got hold of her hand.

"Mom, I…"

Her heart would flutter, she'd wait for him to say.

"…Take care of yourself."

She'd smile. Not exactly the words she wanted to hear, but they'd be precious none the less.

"You too, El Jauney."

…He'd finally remember that the silly nickname was given by her so many years ago. The doors would open, then close and Jaune would be left on his own for some time. Later that same day, Pyrrha would pay him a visit as well. To her mild surprise, Jaune would not be asleep, but the thing which would confuse her the most would be Jaune's expression.

Despite the heavy lose, he'd look content as if suddenly, everything was right in his world. Pyrrha would soon figure out the reason, her lips forming a smile. She'd come over to him and rest against his side, he in return would rest against her. One hand wrapped around hers, the other resting over his chest.

A hole in his heart, Jaune could no longer feel it. The sensation of mother's love however, he could even as she wasn't beside him.

And then the chapter would end. Something like that. In a sense, such ending could be even a definitive one. After all, Jaune got what he missed the most in his life. His mother's love. Of course, it's not like he fought for only that no, but her admitting he was a fine son was definitely one of the most important reasons he worked so hard, even in a sport which he loved from the bottom of his heart to begin with. Anyhow, I did plan that the story wouldn't end there. I mean, there definitely would be at least a single more chapter. Sort of an epilogue, I guess. Who knows really, maybe I wouldn't write Vlad taking the substance and he would win fair and square. Then a scene with Jaune and Lilianna and then the last chapter to wrap it all up. Eh, who knows, really. Anyways, originally, I had planned that after Vlad's victory over Jaune, Vlad would admit he used illegal substance. Partially it would be due to the story of Old pops; how a faunus could gain a respect from a racist like him, even with-out winning once. After the revelation, his victory over Jaune would be marked as invalid and Jaune would move to the finals.

Jaune 'The dancing Arc angel' vs Ray Eagle 'The phenomenal'

The final rumble in the story.

I had planned for Jaune to be trained with the only people who had defeated him. Yang, Vlad and that very first guy. Yang for her wild boxing, Vlad because he's the best out fighter, the other guy because he's a superb infighter. People who had defeated him, yet they all knew that Jaune was the only guy in the world who had a chance against Ray.

However, before the training would even begin, Old pops would admit for the first time he's not confident Jaune has a chance of winning. Ray's simply that amazing. Also, Old pops would fear that Jaune could not handle the training regime he had planned for him. It would simply be insane, even for Old pops standards. Frankly, they'd work not on exploiting a weakness from Ray because Old pops could not find any, but simply improve the basics and Jaune's own boxing to the highest degree. Anyhow, our favorite blonde would show a true backbone and determination and would say something like this "If my body won't be able to handle the routine, then it simply means I never had a chance to beat him to begin with."

Old pops would smirk proudly and soon the training would be in motion. Of course, Jaune wouldn't be the only one to struggle through insane training regime, Ray would too. After it would be over, the fight would come next and rumble it'd be.

Now, I had planned two options for this match. No, not Jaune winning and losing, he'd win in both, but more like the way he'd win. Either he'd truly knock Ray down in one of the later rounds or last one and he wouldn't be able to make a ten count or the other option. As Jaune and Ray would sit in their corners, Old pops would say how proud he is of Jaune. Our blonde would of course understand what he meant and wouldn't qualm against his decision.

At that point, Jaune wouldn't be even able to stand on his feet so even he wouldn't protest against his grandfather stopping it. He simply couldn't continue, no matter how hard he'd want to. Also, I had planned that somewhere around 5th or 6th round, the insane training camp would kick in. Well, the exhaustion, exertion and absolute overwork, that is. However, what Jaune and old pops wouldn't know right away is that Ray would be the same so ultimately, Jaune and Ray would be at equal disadvantages. Anyways though, as Old pops would be ready to remove the gloves from Jaune, both of them would suddenly hear the fight is over. Confused, they'd turn to the other corner and would soon realize what had happened.

Ray's corner quit just before they were to do it.

Jaune is a winner, he achieved what he wanted to. People would cheer and applaud for the two absolutely amazing athletes and chapter would be close to its end.

The final scene would be between Ray and his daughter.

He'd tell her he did his absolutely best.

She'd say she knew and it was amazing.

He'd move closer to her.

She would closer to him.

His arms around her.

Hers around him.

The chapter would end with both of them being thankful they had each other in their lives.

The epilogue.

It would take place a year or two after the graduation. Vlad would still be banned from the boxing, but not permanently. For 5 years or so. He would train though and would definitely return to boxing, no matter what critics would say about it.

Ray would already have at least one champion belt and he'd still try to woo Yang. Sometimes better, sometimes worse.

Yang would be Yang…Okay, she'd probably be a badass huntress by the time and spend quite a bit of time adventuring here and there. Though she'd spend her time with Ray and his daughter as well. Her sister and other teammates too, when there would be a chance to do so. She'd probably have some fonder feelings for Ray by that time as well. Whenever it'd be love…Who knows, the time would tell.

Old pops would still train and look after Jaune. Besides that he'd also still fight for the equal rights between the faunus and human.

Lilianna would fully go back to singing, as well as she'd start to write songs. The very first one she'd still be working on would be dedicated to Jaune. Whenever it'd go public or only Jaune himself would be allowed to hear, she wouldn't be sure.

Our favorite redhead would be pregnant with two girls. One's name Lilly, others Anna. She would continue to spend quite a bit of time with Lilianna, learning from the older woman how to be a good mother.

And Jaune…well, Jaune of course would go for a champions belt. As well as be supportive to his pregnant wife and determined to be an awesome dad. Rather simple path, but definitely not an easy one. However, Jaune, much like the rest of the characters would simply not think about it, but rather do something about it.

Such is the lesson all of them learned. Or rather…that is what they all had become. Life never stopped moving forward and so wouldn't they. Achieving the goals they had just wasn't enough. No, they'd set out some new ones and challenge themselves yet again.

None of them would look back anymore. Only forward. And as long as they did, each and every one of them would always remain to be-

A new challenger.