I know I'm a lying bastard but i had honest to god writer's block and I'm sorry but I don't control the muse. I'm glad(and surprised)that this is getting the amount of attention this story has been getting and I'm going to forget most of the reviews have been for the ultimate writing style of my AN-PENISPENISPENISPENISPENISPENISPENIS- SORRY its hard to contain it sometimes. But for real once again next chapter will be two weeks after the first review. And enjoy.

All the different Jaune's could see was an empty space occupied only by a giant pair of vibrant green eyes, staring them all down.

"Who are you?" an echoing powerful voice asked, the huge dark armored man or machine stood forwards.

A voice answered "you are not where you think you are, yet what you can see is where you will be"

". . . FAILED!" was the only response from the Torchwick impersonator

"Trust from someone experienced in making riddles, that was a bad one"

"Just tell us why we are here!" the skull-faced one yelled to the eyes

"You are all too impatient" they all could tell the voice was losing its cool.

The white-haired Jaune began looking around, as he was turning he noticed something off.

"We're not really here" the others jumped at hearing his emotionless voice

"What do you mean Manus?" the one-armed Jaune asked.

"When I move its like when I dream, I see that I'm moving so I believe I am, but I cant feel my muscles constrict or contract" he explained.

As they began testing out his theory, the voice began to feel afraid, when he summoned them he saw each of their entire lives and knew if they worked together nothing short of an act of God could stop them, and he was sure that they would crawl their way back just to punch God in the face.

Hi! the names Henry im a line break, yes i know my existance means the author is lazy but who cares? :P

As Jaune watched his extra-dimensional clones start twitching and turning he thought 'and that's how i know that forced dimensional travel was possible'

"H-Hey Guy, uumm" Jaune asked, terrified of himself "just how strong are they"

"My names BP! Stop calling me guy" the gu-PB huffed "and I can't tell you their exact power levels but, I'd bet they each could either tie or beat Ozpin"

"Please!" Weiss snorted " there is no way any version of the dobe could even match us!"

Nora, hearing what Weiss said (no doubt from her super sloth hearing) leaned over

"Uuuuhhh wrong word ice queen"

"What?"

"Weiss are you black haired, one-armed, or completely overpowered?"

"No! Why are you asking me these questions?"

"Both of you shut up!" Yang yelled gaping at the arena now full of floating debris, a angel-winged Jaune flapping around, walking dead versions of themselves, and black smoke with glowing red eyes that were (Gulp) staring right at them with more anger then they thought possible for any living being.

45 seconds earlier

"Sic him Jaunes!" PB yelled out, giving orders while cackling like a madman.

The white-haired ones back burst out revealing two majestic white wings

the one-armed one fell onto all threes as his eyes turned red and started growling at him,

black armor held his fist up and all around them the ground starts to crack and float up in the air,

the Torchwick impersonator waved his hand and dead copies of teams RWBY, JNPR, Tukson from Tukson's Book Trade, as well as Roman Torchwick himself apear,

the one dressed as Ozpin did nothing,

and by far the most explosive was skull face exploding into black smoke.

Jaune held his shield up as he fell to one knee prepared to kill himself in the next few minutes. After a few seconds of holding his ground, he heard an eerily familiar voice

" hey get up!" Jaune peeked his head above his shield to see that none of them had moved except apparently for Torchwick to pin BP's head under his boot.

"Wait you all aren't gonna kill me?" Jaune asked

"No, why would we try to kill you," the white-haired one asked

"Besides we heard him, if we are all different versions of you then in us knocking him out you win, not to mention him bringing in outside help would immediately disqualify him." stated the Ozpinified version of him with utmost certainty.

Before he looked at the stunned and gaping professor "Right Glynda"

"You are correct Mr Arc" they turned to the voice just to see the headmaster of Beacon Academy, Ozpin.

"Hey Ozzie"

"Its good to see you not inside a little boy, Ozpin"

"Am i supposed to know you?"

"'Mechanical WHEEZE' Ozpin"

"'Gasping and snickering' Ozpin"

SMACK

"Manus stop laughing! Sorry Professor"

'This is not gonna end well' Jaune thought as the other . . . him? Started talking amongst themselves 'then again, when has anything in my life ended well'

Two things, one im sorry this was late but i had writers block, finals, and a funeral while i was writing this. And Two this is short because i could not think of a way to make this chapter longer so . . . . sorry. But if any of you have any suggestions on what could happen just pm ideas if you want.