To Be A Hero
A/N: I was very excited to see the Fav and follow notifications in my inbox when I woke up this morning that I decided to upload the next chapter. This won't be a common occurrence, as I've deliberately set myself on the once a week so as to not suffer burn out and to allow my story to grow and develop more naturally. Couple things of note is that the dynamics of the world have been changed Aura has been adjusted (Though I'm still debating if I want semblances to keep their canon strength or not) and more importantly to the story, power creep and power levels will be changed to reflect this. Aura enhanced criminals are to be hunted with extreme prejudice by designated huntsman who go through special "Anti-Personal" training which in itself is heavily regulated even more so than regular huntsmen. Qrow Branwen is feared not, only because of the relationship between him and Raven, but because his primary job is hunting people (When he isn't Ozma's Agent)
Which is why they decided it would be better to deal with Yang then to deal with Qrow sniffing around (Officially they have clean records but having Qrow around the club and slapping charges on them when he catches something off would be a HUGE problem)
If you have any questions on the world and its new mechanics please don't hesitate to ask in the reviews or PM and I will answer them in my next AN
Juane winced as Miltia smacked his hand away from his face.
"Don't rub your eye dipshit, You've burst a blood vessel and you're just gonna cause more bleeding"
She continues to poke and prod at his face, investigating for more damage that isn't there.
"What's up with that anyway? Didn't you tell me that Aura was supposed to be like a shield?" Jaune asks, his hand reaching up to scratch his head.
Miltia sighs, face palming and leaving Jaune a little embarrassed at the lecture he was going to receive. Around them a few chuckles from his fellow gangsters could be heard.
"That was just for a simple explanation, It's more accurate to describe it as a buffer or resistance to damage; if you get hit by a 20lb cannon ball your organs will still be turned into mush even if your skin doesn't break. Brothers I Knew you left school early but this is just basic physics Jaune"
"You know you look and sound hella cute when you get all lecture-y on me, all you need is some glasses to complete the look" She scowls and smacks Jaune on the back of his head earning a yelp.
"What you saying I don't look good enough already?" and just like that every male within hearing distance suddenly found a new piece of rubble to clean up in the club or something shiny in the distance that needed to be investigated.
"All right leave him alone Mil, He's got a question I VERY much need to know the answer to" Juniors stern voice managing to cut through the pleasant attitude that was between them both, and if there was anyone left to listen in, they certainly wouldn't be now.
Jaune sat a little straighter, taking in a deep breath preparing himself.
Junior reached into his pocket to take out his own brand of cigar
'Red Tints, You've killed for less'
He takes multiple draws and passes it along to Jaune who takes one of his own.
"She was a huntsman so you couldn't stop her at the door anyway, but a warning next time would be nice. Who was her senior contact?"
"Qrow Branwen"
"Figures, little pissant had the nerve to ask for info on RAVEN of all people, figured you either gotta be related and/or stupid to ask for information on the bandit queen" he pauses a sigh escaping him "shoulda just lied and give some false info, stupid bitch decided to trash up the fucking place, now we gotta deal with repairs, insurance for our legal workers and the VPD"
Juane stood blankly in the bathroom, hovering over the sink. His sister, Saphron washing his hands of the blood that stained them.
"..ane? Juane did you hear me?"
He turns his head towards her "Mum's gonna be pissed at me isn't she? For fighting and staining the clothes"
Her concerned look doubles down and a tear begins to form and swirl within her eye.
"I don't think it's mum you got to worry about Jaune, you hurt him really badly he's had to go to the Medical centre, the only reason you're not sitting in jail right now is because dad is needed as the local Huntsman here so it's being hushed up"
"Whats being hushed up? I found him like that in the park, I was here all day after school playing video games right Saphron?"
"Jaun-"
"Right Saphron?"
Jaune interrupts here strongly, his hand turning to hold hers as his eyes pierced into her souls
She seems to struggle with herself before finally saying
"right, but Jaune PLEASE come to me next time"
He doesn't respond turning back to face himself in the mirror
'It doesn't matter I protected my family'
Images, sounds and cries flash and swirl through his mind, the smell of his sick wrapping and trapping him like a viscous honey.
'I protected my family'
With the integrity of the building now under question due to the damages sustained, the crew found themselves either going home, or in the case of Jaune and Miltia, going towards one of the local safe houses and holding up there for the night as Melanie opted to wait with Junior at the club to help. Miltia mumbles and grumbles about "Stupid bimbo" and "fucking up my dress" towards Jaune who can only share his own complaints.
"She destroyed the last pack on me"
Miltia stops dead in her tracks, her eyes widening
"Nooo you can't be serious" She grasps onto him all melodramatic and swooning
"However will I ever cope with this terrible night"
"We can- well I can get more tomorrow, you can do what you always do and mooch off of me"
Jaune reaches for her hand, bring it up to his mouth and kissing it
"I know you said before that you are ok and not hurt too badly, but after that explanation you gave me I'm concerned for you" He looked into her eyes, his face marred by a frown
"Don't worry" she starts "You will have ALL night to explore and investigate should you not trust my word" she finishes with a wink and laughs as his frown turns into a grin.
"Just in case right? Better safe than sorry"
They both make their way to the spare bedroom at the top of the warehouse, Juane leaving a trail of kisses and promises up her neck and collarbone until the buzz of his scroll interrupts him.
"Fucking cockblock of a sister" Miltia groans walking towards the closet and slipping into something more comfortable for the night.
"Well I hope I wasn't interrupting something" She speaks with malice; you could practically hear the grin through the phone
"What do you want Mel? I was busy here what do you need?"
"A couple of the guys Roman wanted to hire are now in the hospital which means he asked for one of us to roll with him on the next robbery, and Junior said its gotta be you, since he needs Mil and I to work the club and the racket and he needs you to make sure Roman doesn't go back on his word"
"I don't really have a choice do I? Fine where and when?"
"Dust till Dawn, 10PM tomorrow night"
A/N: I'm still alive, just in the process of moving houses, and only recently managed to get my computer and wifi working, new chapter will be longer to make up for it