To be a hero
A/N: I'm incredibly sorry about the delay between the last chapter and this current one. I have recently moved houses and only got the internet working again recently. I plan to upload chapter 4 on Sunday then continue weekly updates after that. I'm still working out the kinks of this AU I'm building as I want to minimize any teething issues before we get deep into the main plot. As always feedback is greatly appreciated, even something as small as a follow or favorite is enough to tell me if I'm doing something right. Now onto the story beats.
Galagos is just the saw cleaver from bloodborne, he doesn't have Crocea Mors as his father kept it.
Juane isn't under-powered here, its just that teams RWBY and JNPR (minus Jaune) are all Prodigies, Trained with the best, Highly experienced practically or a combination of the three. They are literally the best of their generation. An Ursa major to Cardin is a dangerous foe and deadly without a weapon. It's Tuesday for the rest (Hint Hint)
The wall is the border on which rest the kingdoms and the wildlands. Aura enhanced criminals are forced to repair and defend the wall and all those entering and exiting from Grimm and bandits alike.
Beacon is an academy with tight controls as to who can and can't go through its borders. Civilians usually can't just roll through at their conviniece.
The sound of glass shattering rings through the night sky and with all the grace of a bull in a china shop, Jaune tumbles, stumbles and rolls across the road, only barely managing to bring his weapon, Galagos, up to block a strike against the girl's scythe. Sparks fly, vibrations run down their arms and into the ground, cracking under force, dust flying into the air; Adrenaline rushes, a raging rapids through the veins so hard and fast that time seems to slow down. The girl was fast, too fast and especially so for Jaune whose efforts could only do just enough to keep him on the defensive. The Girl began to blur and swirl, Jaune barley took note of the shapes peeling of her body.
'Rose petals?'
A flurry of red burst from the girl, stretching and growing across him, throwing him up into the air as she reforms back into her human form. She winds up her arms and swings. Hard. Jaune cries out as his back is hit with the power of a locomotive, Aura pulsing and throbbing under the strain he is thrown back towards the store landing by Romans feet with the rest of the goons all slumped to the floor.
"Truly, you were worth every penny" He taps of the remnants of his cigar into the air, raises his cane and pulls the trigger. Flash. Bang. The girl jumps back, barely dodging the projectile and lands a few feet back perched atop her scythe.
"Hey, you guys should really give up you know, because you're really bad at this uhhh bad guy thing"
Before Jaune could come up with a retort Roman suddenly strikes him in the back of his knee causing him to stagger and fall, Roman breaks off in a sprint towards an alley-way leaving Jaune to fight her alone
"ROMAN YOU BASTARD!" He turns his head to scream at him. It was only for a moment but it was all The girl needed needed. She stabs her scythe into the ground, grinning as she does so. A yellow dust round burst through the barrel of her rifle, slipping past Jaune as he crouches low to avoid. He bursts off the ground in a feat of agility, Galagos snapping open as he throws his wrist to the side and brings it round for an overhead strike, his elbow bending back as his arm shot like a lever through the air.
A purple mist suddenly pooled around him, halting him mid swing.
"wha-"
The girl wastes no time hitting him with a devastating one-two combo, his body trembling violently under the impact, he is slammed onto the ground and left breathless, a pair of cuffs slapped onto his wrists before he could so much as blink.
A lady in blonde steps towards the pair, her sharp green eyes narrowed behind a pair of glasses and a riding crop lazily held in her palm "Miss Rose you are to remain here with the detainee until I return, you will not hand him nor yourself over to the VPD, when they arrive I will deal with them myself after I return with Roman"
"Yes Miss Go-"
"Get the fuck off me" Jaune interrupts, continuously struggling against his bindings thrashing against the ground.
"Take it easy mister, those cuffs will drain your Aura the more you struggle"
It was over. Jaune knew it. He was gonna be sent to the wall.
"Finally nailed ya, you sunava bitch"
Handcuffed to the interrogation desk Jaune could only stare at the man standing across him, who was none other than VPD's finest Detective Lazuli. The biggest thorn upside Juniors ass for the last five years.
"Illegal possession of a Huntsman grade weapon, Multiple counts of Illegal Aura use, Illegal Aura unlocking, Armed robbery, Destruction of property, there's enough on ya today to get'ch ya thrown into the wall for 60 years. What'ch ya think is gonna happen if I get to stick more chargers on ya?"
His thick accent alongside his commentary only served to agitate Jaune, he knew exactly what he was going ask him.
'There's no way I'm snitching on Junior. Not with Miltia in the crossfire'
Jaune kisses his teeth and looks away to the side. Lazuli Continues
"Ya know aswell as I do that most people who get sentenced there longer than 20 years don't come back"
"I want my phone call"
An uncomfortable silence grows between them. Jaune turns his head back towards Lazuli and stares him straight in his eyes. Lazuli sighs reluctantly and makes his way out the office to arrange a phone call leaving Jaune alone in the room. It wasn't two minutes before there is a knock at the door, and man with silver hair and the Huntsman lady from earlier.
"For the Record sir, I think this is a terrible decision. I know you wish to do right by-"
"Please step out for a moment, I'd like to get an answer from him first"
She pauses her speech and contemplates her choices before looking Jaune over, sighing to herself and muttering something about paperwork and headaches before walking back out. The man walks over to the desk and takes a seat, reaching into his pocket and taking out a key for Jaune's cuffs and hands it over to him. Jaune silently takes the key and unlocks himself, gently massaging his wrist he looks over the silver haired man again and narrows his eyes.
"Who are you and what do you want?"
"My name is Ozpin. I am the headmaster for Beacon academy and as a favour I can have some of your charges dropped and you can serve time at my school under a rehabilitation program."
Jaune chuckles and takes a deep breath trying to centre himself.
"Why? What have you got to gain? And what do I have to give up?"
"My my, how cynical of you to assume such a cost from this favour. Rest assured you don't have to give up names if you don't want to. Although it would certainly help your case to do so. I have nothing to gain from you directly but as for why? Your father Victor-"
Jaune's scoff cut him off.
"So that's what this is about? Forget it. Fuck him. I don't want or need his help. Not now. Not ever you got that."
"How would your sisters feel if they knew that You threw away the rest of your life out of spite?"
Jaunes slams his palms down on the desk, Lazuli and two other officers burst through the door into the room ready to restrain him but before they do Ozpin raises his hand to stop them.
"DON'T YOU DARE! Don't you dare talk about them to me"
"You're Looking at a long time Jaune. Decide soon, because the way things are looking at the moment aren't good. Don't Take this chance for granted."
Miltia paced in her room all night. News of the Dust robbery going wrong and roman's escape was all over the news and Jaune not answering his scroll made her worry. She knew it wasn't his first time on a job like this but the thought that Jaune was captured was becoming more and more likely and was becoming more and more distressing for her. Her scroll beeps to life and she scrambles towards it knocking herself over in the process and tripping over a random shirt before finally answering her scroll.
"Mil?"
"Jaune you stupid prick you had me worried so much, brothers damn you, Where are you right now? What happened."
"This is gonna take a while to explain so please just let me finish first. Right now I'm sitting in a Bullhead on my way to Beacon. They had me dead to rights Mil, I had to cut a deal for a rehabilitation program with beacon's headmaster, so I wouldn't be sent to the wall. I had no choice, tell Junior what went down and that it's Romans Fault for me being in this mess as he attacked me and left me as bait"
That last sentence sent a pang of anger throughout her body, her heart drumming so loud she could swear Jaune could hear it over the line.
"Don't worry, I'll explain it to Junior he'll get it. That Prick and his midget will get it after tonight. Guess you finally got in to your dream school eh? Was it what you were after?"
"Fuck off Bitch"
"Whatever Dipshit, just make sure you call me when you can, I'll try and see about sneaking in sometime to see you"
Miltia smiles and tells Jaune goodbye, allowing her scroll to drop out of her hand she slowly slumps against the wall and crumples to the floor.
"Guess your mum was right about me"