Back at it again with my bullshit

Jaune sat upon a throne made for him by those who worshiped the headbands like gods. Around him was a landscape of red bodies with black veins. His right hand gripped the front of his armrest, and ripped it off. Bringing it to his face he stared into the empty sockets of the skull in his hands before crushing it into dust. There was nothing else here, so he stood and began walking, knowing that he'd leave the safety of a throne he did not want.

"I am better than this."

Nobody approached him as he dragged Cardin back to Beacon, leaving a very obvious trail of blood behind. The ginger wasn't dead, he should have been but he wasn't. Jaune was being kind to him then. Goodwitch stared in shock at that, but knew she couldn't do anything to the No. 1 without facing the consequences. There was a crowd following the blonde, and several screams and sounds of disgust when they saw Cardin's mangled arm. Glynda swallowed and made a mental note to have it inspected, and save it if possible.

Jaune dropped him before walking past the shocked headmistress, and back inside the academy. He needed a shower.

Cinder watched from afar as the former White Fang enforcer circled around his opponent; Raven Branwen. Cinder didn't flinch when the smell of liquor-store tobaco reached her nose, nor when the white afro became obvious to her.

"Eyes up front. You'll miss the action" He chuckled.

"Can't blame a guy for enjoying the view. So what are you doin' here, doll? Ain't you got some ugly lookin' mistress to kiss up to?" She scoffed at him, not wanting to give him any sort of reaction he wanted.

"I'm here to see how the mighty fall." A smirk reached her face as she felt confident in Raven's victory. But then the afro haired man began to laugh, quietly at first.

"Oh you'll see how they fall. It just wont be who you think. Don't worry though, this'll be quick."

Adam grabbed Wilt, quick-drawing it and blocking the sudden strike that Raven came at him with. He narrowed his eyes behind his mask, seeing through hers, sensing an unhealthy desire within her. He quickly adjusted his footing before jumping back. Raven stood up straight, her composure giving away her impatience.

"You've improved, Adam." The No. 2 sheathed his blade, relaxing but keeping his guard up.

"And you remain exactly the same." NinjaNinja chuckled as he crouched down, just to stare at Raven's legs.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" He could hear how aggravated she was, and a smirk formed on his face because he knew why. Crossing his arms, Adam gave the impression that his guard was completely down, giving off an aura of arrogance to his opponent. "Don't be so confident in yourself, Taurus. You might have the No. 2 for now, but you know the penalty for carrying it."

"I know, the corpses of your idiotic pawns made that very clear. Did you train them yourself?" He struck a nerve, her shoulders gave it away. "Because if you did, then I can see the extent of your own training; sloppy footwork, poor blade control, overconfidence, and no respect." He quickly brought up his blade with speed that hadn't, and could not be seen, just in time to block Raven's attack.

"You dare call me weak!?" She was kicked away, but jumped in once again, her blows being met effortlessly by the No. 2.

"I'm calling you pathetic." Adam stated calmly as Raven went for an overhead strike, only for him to spin to the right and out of the way. He used his momentum to his advantage, as he quickly brought Wilt up and struck Raven's mask, shattering it. "Just as I once was."

Raven watched as the No. 2 began to walk away, anger resonating with her.

"You don't deserve that headband! You're too weak!" Adam stopped and turned to look at her.

"Are you so blind to your own philosophy? Are you so stupid as to think that's all that should survive? The strong?" Adam walked up to her grabbing her by the neck and lifting her up. "In that case, why didn't you beat me!? Why are you defeated!? Tell me!" His grip tightened as she tried to claw at his hands, her gloved fingers making the action useless.

"It's because you're weak! Because you're narrow minded just as I was! So stupid enough to think you're correct, so blinded by a single shallow thought! If the strong are the only ones allowed to live, then you deserve death." Just as consciousness was leaving her, Raven was dropped. She gasped deeply and looked up at Adam, who glared at her behind his mask. "Death is too good for you. Face the consequences of your actions, weakling. Suffer as the others had."

NinjaNinja grinned at Cinder, who could not believe what had just happened. "I told ya."

Jaune sat in a small garden away from Beacon, tending to a single red rose as the number one headband fluttered in the wind. A hand reached down to the handle of his sword, undoing the headband before bringing it up, and tying it around his head.

"The No.1. It's an honor." Jaune raised his head and saw that sitting on a rock in front of him, was a short man no taller than the sword he held on to.

"Takimoto." The short man nodded and bowed his head in a show of respect.

"I'm here to serve, No. 1."