To Be Judged

by Sparda4

The War with Salem took a turn for the worst. No matter what they tried they couldn't stop her from destroying the world. But as Jaune found out death is not the end. Atleast not if this "Yama" had anything to say about it.

Jaune woke up in pain every part of his body feeling as if an Ursa Major had hit him straight on. Or even Cordovin's mecha.

"Where am i ?" he wondered

"Finally awake i see..." Jaune turned to the sound of the voice, a man sitting there cross legged and waiting.

"Where am i ? And... ow my head" he clutched his head sitting back down not even attempting to get up,for now atleast.

"Huh. Your handling it better then most brat." Jaune finally took a good look at the person. He was definately middle aged in a suit with the shirt open.

"Mind telling me where am i ?" he asked his mistery companion

"Oh? That's not too difficult. You see. Your in hell. And i'm your judge. Name's Yama.

"WHAT????" the young man's voice echoed through the space they occupied

"Calm down kid. I just saved you, you nearly died in that blasted war."

Flashes of events that transpired nearly but moments ago to Jaune invaded his mind.He put his head in his hands

"So what ? What are you going to do ? I did what i could to be a good person i don't..." he started to cry

"You don't belong here."Jaune picked his head up at this.

"I saved you from what transpired because the circumstances of your situation were...unjust.

And since my job is to judge the dead. And currently you are, i can't just let something so unjust slide."

Jaune once again looked at the man.

"Yama was it ? What are you going to do then ?" he asked

"We'll get you back to where you came from and see if i judged you right."