Jaune jumped out of the bullhead and waved it away. He looked up at the mountains and sighed, "Well, better get marching." He put on his helmet and started to walk on the path. Jaune walked for hours and found himself at a small town. He was shocked o see that there was a town this high into the mountains. It was a small village that only had a few buildings but it could help him out still. He walked to a saloon and everyone inside looked to see who walked in. They stared at Jaune in fear and confusion. He took off his helmet and went up to the bar.

The bartender didn't question his appearance and asked Jaune, "What'll you have young man?" Jaune shook his head, "I don't need a drink. I need information on someone I'm looking for." The bartender raised his eye and leaned in, "Depends on who you're looking for kid." Jaune nodded and spoke, "I'm looking for someone named Genji Shimada." The whole bar went silent and everyone inside cleared out. The bartender brought up his left hand which was cybernetic and he brought out a revolver. "What do you want with Genji?" He said as he pointed his revolver at Jaune.

Jaune sighed, "You obviously know him sir so don't I remind you of him?" He gestured to himself and the guy nodded. "Yeah, you do look like him. Same body and everything." He holstered his gun and held out his hand to shake Jaune's. "My names Mcree and yours?"

Jaune shook his hand, "Jaune Arc. I'll cut right to the chase Mcree, I'm looking for Genji because I still can't accept my new body. I lost most of my limbs and half my body in a White Fang bomb protecting my partner. I need his help and guidance. Can you tell me where he is?"

Mcree thought this over for a bit and sighed, "Genji was the same as you when he got his cybernetic body. Sure I lost my left arm but losing my entire body? I can't even imagine how that feels. I'll tell you where he is since you don't seem to be hunting him down. Hell even if you were trying to kill him, he'd kill you. There's a reason why Genji was our speed fighter when in Overwatch." Jaune went wide eyed at this and Mcree chuckled. "Yep. I was in Overwatch as well. That's how I got to know Genji. Your blonde hair reminds me of our leader, Jack Morrison."

Jaune nodded, "He was my grandfather. I never knew him." Mcree smiled sadly, "He was a good man. Wanted to stop evil and try to make the world a better place. Shame that he died. Genji lives at the top of the mountain. It's a hell of a climb so you better get moving Jaune. Need anything before you head out?"

Jaune shook his head, "No. Thank you for your help Mcree. I'm gonna get to him as fast as possible. Thanks again Mcree."

The old gunslinger waved him goodbye and went back to tending his bar.

(Two hours later)

Jaune was three quarters of the way up the mountain. Mcree was right. It was one hell of a climb that only someone with aura or a cybernetic body could make. He got onto a path that looked like it would lead him to the top. 'BAM!' A shot rang out and Jaune jumped behind a boulder. He peeked out and saw nothing. "What the hell?" He muttered to himself and his instincts screamed at him to move. A second after he moved the boulder he was using was blasted to smithereens. Jaune pulled out Dragonblade and prepared himself to fight. He could hear a haunting and raspy laugh coming from behind the smoke. A figure walked out and it was the Reaper.

"Hehehe. Looks like I found you Arc." He spoke with pleasure in his voice. Jaune tightened his grip on Dragonblade. He couldn't believe that this was Mike. The guy that helped him with aura control, swordsmanship from time to time, hell even played video games with him.

"Mike. What did that bitch do to you?" Jaune spoke with horror in his voice. Reaper stopped laughing and growled, "How many times do I have to tell you people?! Mike Yacidian is DEAD! The man who helped you, who was a teacher and a friend is no more! I am the Reaper and I'm here to kill you. The queen thinks your too strong of a pawn and wants you dead."

"You mean Salem. Ozpin told us about it Mike! Break through to me man! Remember who you are!" Jaune yelled in hope that he could bring Mike out.

Reaper clenched his fists in anger and pulled out Yacidian. "Mike Yacidian is gone Arc. It's time for me to reap your soul."

Reaper charged at Jaune and swung down in an overhead strike. Jaune blocked it with difficulty. Even though his new limbs made him a lot stronger, Reaper had all of Mike's strength which was still stronger than his own. He felt himself being pushed back and broke out of the clash. Reaper chuckled and dashed after Jaune again. He was ready for him this time and threw a spread of six ninja stars at Reaper who blocked them all but Jaune was expecting this. He pumped aura into his legs for extra speed and got behind Reaper. Jaune slashed into his back with ferocity and Reaper screamed in pain. Black blood leaked from his back and Jaune stared at the wound in shock. Reaper captitalized on this and sliced Jaune across the chest in a vicious strike. "AAGH!" Jaune yelled in pain. He forgot just how sharp Yacidian's blade was. Mike's ancestral blade was made of a metal that has never been found on Remnant since it has been forged. Even when people tried to reforge it, it wouldn't melt. The blade was so shard that it could cut through almost anything with ease. Aura and only the strongest of Grimm could take a slash from Yacidian. Aura would block the strike but it would feel like you were slashed without any aura. Jaune back flipped away and readied himself. He charged this time and came at Reaper with a flurry of strikes. Reaper didn't let any of them touch him and he grabbed Jaune by the front on his helmet. He threw Jaune into the air and smashed him back down onto the ground. Jaune rolled out of the way of Reaper's stomp and threw more ninja stars at him. He phased through them and started walking towards Jaune. "Ranged attacks won't work on him. He'll just phase out. I need to keep close and keep attacking." Jaune thought in his head as he sped towards Reaper. Their blade met in a shower of sparks with both swordsman pushing against one another. Jaune reached behind, pulled out Crocea Mors and slashed Reaper across the stomach. He grunted in pain and grabbed onto Jaune's arm. Jaune tried to break his grip and realized that he was using Mike's semblance. He fell to one knee in pain and Reaper slashed into him with reckless abandon. Jaune tried to fight through the pain but Reaper wouldn't let him get up. He twisted Jaune's arm to the side and stomped him into the ground. Jaune couldn't get up and his aura was almost gone.

"Gotta say Arc. You were easily the toughest opponent I've fought. If I hadn't used your professor's semblance I'd be in trouble. It's the end of the line though." He pulled out one of his shotguns and pointed it at Jaune's head. Jaune waited for the blast but it didn't come. He looked up to see Reaper's arm shaking. "Pull the trigger dammit!" He spoke to no one as he continued shaking. Inside Reaper's mind Mike was fighting back.

"You're not taking away anyone else you bastard!" Mike screamed as he fought Reaper for control of his body.

"Go back to where you came from pest!" The two clashed for control. Reaper was losing control and Mike was able to break out for a second.

"Jaune." His voice didn't sound like Reaper's. Jaune looked up at him with hope. "Mike? Keep fighting! You can beat him!"

He stepped off of Jaune and clutched his head. Reaper roared loudly and came back. "Know your place you damn weakling!" He spoke to Mike and glared at Jaune. "Time to die." He pointed his shotgun st him and Jaune closed his eyes. A shot rang out but it wasn't Reaper's. It was a different gun.

"Get the hell away from him you son of a bitch!" A deep voice yelled as he started firing at Reaper. Reaper turned around at his new opponent and couldn't phase through in time to stop the shots. "AARRG" Reaper yelled in pain and clutched his side. "You got lucky this time Arc! I'll kill you! I swear that I will!" He disappeared and Jaune sat up. He looked up to see a full grown man with a red visor covering his face and a high tech rifle in his hand.

He helped Jaune up and looked at him, "Never though I'd see you Jaune." He spoke and Jaune gave him a look. Jaune took off his helmet and stared at the man. "Do I know you?" The man nodded and took off his visor. "I'm your grampa Morrison Jaune."