A/N: Wowza, I did not realize there were going to be so many follows so quickly. Thanks! Although it feels kind of weird to see my second story grow faster than my first one… Ah well.

I've got a few people who decided to review and post questions as a guest, those weirdos, so I couldn't reply to them through PM.

Guest (Really? Couldn't even write a name or something so I can refer to you by? Tch. JK): You have a really good question. The fact of whether or not Jaune's alchemy is his semblance or not will be answered in a future chapter. Eventually. Ish. Probably. If I remember.

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Anyways, I'm sure none of you actually thought about that, so onto the story!

I am the world's foremost expert in Alchemy, I can hold my own against a fully trained Hunter, and know the deepest darkest knowledge of a forbidden tome, but I cannot for the life of me find. My. Damn. Locker.

Jaune growled silently as he slunk through the locker room, trying to find his locker room. His attention was caught by a mane of red hair next to white.

Maybe they could help me…

Jaune approached them with a smile.

"Hey there Weiss." He greeted.

"Hello." Weiss said stiffly back. Jaune turned to the red-haired girl and introduced himself.

"Hi, I'm Jaune. What's your name?" He asked politely. She opened her mouth, almost in shock. Instead of her answering the question however, Weiss seemed to intrude.

"What? Don't you know who this is? Pyrrha Nikos? Top of her class in Sanctum Academy and four time winner of the Mistral regional tournament?"

Jaune laughed a little nervously. "Sorry, I didn't have much time at home for much besides reading and practicing. Is that supposed to be something big? It sounds like something big."

Weiss looked even more surprised than Pyrrha did. "She's… she's on the box of Pumpkin Pete's Marshmallow Flakes!"

Jaune snapped his fingers in recognition. "Ah that's right, I do remember seeing you on that. My little sister loves that cereal." Weiss threw her hands up in defeat.

"Sorry I didn't know who you were." Jaune said guiltily, before Pyrrha waved her hands to reassure him.

"No! Please don't apologize for that. It's actually quite refreshing having someone who doesn't know who I am." She said. Jaune grinned in relief before remembering why he was there.

"Say, you wouldn't know where locker 636 is would you?" He asked.

Weiss pointed at a locker to the left of her and Jaune left with a quick thank-you before retrieving Crocea Mors.

"What a guy." Weiss grumbled. Pyrrha nodded and her eyes trailed after Jaune.

"What a guy." Pyrrha echoed.

"Well this is not going to end well." Jaune observed calmly as student by student was flung from a platform towards a Grimm infested forest. Ruby grinned at him and gave him a thumbs up before taking lift off.

"Mr. Arc." The headmaster of Beacon called out to Jaune.

"After this is over, I would like to speak to you in my office." He said calmly. Jaune looked at Ozpin incredulously. "You're telling me this now?" Jaune asked. Ozpin shrugged. "It prevents time-consuming follow-up questions."

"Oh you clever—"

Ozpin didn't hear the last part of that as Jaune was flung at unbelievable speeds away from the cliff. His head turned to track Jaune's flight before taking another sip from his mug.

Calm down, calm down, calm down. Jaune repeated in his mind. He thought for a way not to smash into a bloody pulp.

Alright Alchemy… there's nothing to transmutate.

That… was pretty much the end of Jaune's thought process at that point. With that thought in his mind, Jaune started to panic just a little and only scream a little higher than what would be acceptable for a man to scream.

TWACK.

Jaune lurched to the side as a spear struck his hood, pinning him into a tree.

"Ouch."

Jaune sighed and tried to orient himself. Well, that was one way to survive a fall, Jaune mused.

He needed to get down though, so Jaune clapped his hands once and placed them on the trunk of the tree, causing the bark to shift downwards until Jaune could touch the ground.

Grasping the spear in his hand, Jaune wrenched it free from the bark and held it out to give it a closer look.

It was very sleek and elegant, with gold and red decals. A very sharp point as well, judging by the pained hiss Jaune gave as he poked the point of it. All in all it was a nifty weapon.

A loud growl ripped through the forestry in front of Jaune as glowing red eyes appeared. Jaune raised an eyebrow as a Beowulf appeared out of the thicket. Jaune gave a contemptuous huff of breath before raising the spear. Hey, if someone was willing to pin him with it, he doubted that they would mind him using it for a bit.

Of course, when another seven pair of eyes appeared around him, Jaune naturally dropped the spear, half in surprise and half in frustration.

Why doesn't anything good ever happen to him?

The Beowulfs all charged at the same time, ready to tear apart the defenseless human. Heh. Jaune wanted to laugh. Jaune was never defenseless as long as he had two hands. Even if one of them was metal.

A quick clap and a thrust onto the ground later, Jaune summoned a wall that surrounded three sides of him, blocking off the flank and creating a bottleneck where only one or two Beowulfs could come at him at once.

Mindlessly, the Beowulfs did exactly that, allowing Jaune to clap once, grab his block of metal, and strike it against the metal sheath of Crocea Mors. Sparks flew out as metal hit metal and ignited the transmutated air around the two charging Beowulfs, broiling them alive. With his other hand, Jaune unsheathed Crocea Mors as well, falling into a defensive stance.

All of this lasted barely five seconds.

The rest of the fight pretty much ended the same way, with Jaune stabbing and slashing Grimm into pieces, and conjuring up whatever transmutation that would help him up when time and space allowed him to.

In a little under a minute Jaune stood in the middle of the fallen Beowulfs, watching them all dissipate into smoke.

"That was very impressive." A voice rang out. Jaune turned to see Pyrrha, who looked amazed at Jaune's feat of power.

"How long were you there?" Jaune asked, purely curious as he sheathed his sword and picked up the spear laying beneath his feet.

"A little bit before you threw up that wall. I was going to help you, but I was caught off guard when you did that." Pyrrha admitted.

"Was that your semblance?" she asked, following up on her statement.

Jaune paused for a second before answering with a nod. Pyrrha's amazement only grew even more. "That's quite a powerful semblance you have then." Jaune gave a grin. "Thanks."

He held out the spear. "I'm guessing this is yours. And I'm guessing that we're partners now." He said happily, as Pyrrha nodded and took Miló gratefully.

Jaune held out his hand and gave a smile. "Well then, let's get going partner."

"That is one hell of a Deathstalker." Jaune noted while running frantically away. Pyrrha didn't bother wasting breath, simply nodding as she spun around and fired a few rounds out of Miló at the Deathstalker.

"Don't you have anything that could take it down?" Pyrrha said hurriedly, ducking below its stinger.

"Yeah, but I need to stand still and concentrate for it, and I don't think it's going to let me do that." Jaune said before pointing to what looked like a clearing. "This way!"

Pyrrha and Jaune ran out of the clearing to see a circular ruin, accompanied by all the other students, like Yang and Blake.

And if Jaune looked up, he could see Weiss falling from her death. Sigh. What a wonderful ending to a great adventure.

Cursing under his breath, Jaune clapped his hands once and slammed onto the ground on all fours. Two rocks pushed out underneath his feet and propelled him upwards towards Weiss. With a triumphant yell, Jaune caught Weiss and grinned victoriously at her before realizing that he hadn't thought of what to do after he caught her.

And so they both fell, Weiss on top of Jaune.

"My hero." Weiss said sarcastically.

"My back." Jaune moaned out in pain.

Pyrrha crashed in front of the rest of the group as the Deathstalker came ever closer.

"I've got it!" Ruby said before charging headfirst towards the giant scorpion. A brief battle took place that literally did nothing to the Deathstalker before the Nevermore that dropped Weiss off returned, peppering the clearing with razor sharp feather-tips, pinning Ruby to the ground.

Yang was also trapped, unable to help in time with the feathers in the way.

The Deathstalker raised its tip menacingly, diving towards Ruby before Weiss stepped in and froze the stinger solid.

"You are so childish." Weiss said exasperatedly.

"Weiss?" Ruby asked tentatively.

Weiss turned to Ruby and started to talk, but Jaune was a little too far away, as well as a little too busy trying to figure out how to get out of this alive to notice the rest of the conversation.

When everyone finally regrouped together, Weiss started to speak.

"Look, there's no sense in hanging around here anymore. Our objectives are right there." She said.

Ruby nodded. "Right! There's no sense in trying to fight these things. Let's just get back and finish the mission."

Jaune agreed wholeheartedly. "Running and living. Something I can agree to."

Everyone set off, Running towards the bridge connecting the forest to the cliffs. The Nevermore screeched and followed them, while the Deathstalker broke free of its icy prison and set off towards the group as well.

Of course when they reached the bridge they ended up fighting the two Grimm anyways.

Which was a wonderful endeavor of course.

The initiation ceremony after that was pretty much a blur as the students were ushered into teams and assigned leaders and rooms.

Jaune was a little shocked and a little angry when he was made leader of his team, something he expressed quite openly to Ozpin when he visited his office.

"I can't believe you made me into a leader!" Jaune said, pacing back and forth in front of the man, who was calmly sipping coffee from his mug and watching Jaune walk.

"I think you have the potential to become something great, and I'm hoping that leading will help you find your true path." Ozpin said calmly. Jaune just glared at the headmaster.

"I'm just here for a semester." Jaune said through gritted teeth. Even with all the unexpected fun he's been having with the other students, he was very much still eager to get back home and continue with his research. Ozpin nodded in agreement.

"Even so, I believe the semester will be much more productive with you as a leader."

Jaune groaned, clearly understanding that Ozpin wasn't going to budge at the matter. Jaune pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation as he tried to calm himself down.

"What did you need for me to read anyways?" Jaune asked, just wanting to get this meeting over with. Ozpin nodded and tapped his scroll, sending a message to Professor Goodwitch.

After a brief minute, Goodwitch stepped through with several what could only be considered tomes floating next to her. Jaune's eyes boggled at the sheer amount of pages each of the thirteen books had.

"This? This is what you want me to read?" Jaune asked slowly. Ozpin nodded once more.

"Yes. And for the sake of secrecy, I implore you to only take one with you at a time to decipher. And of course, try not to take them off of campus grounds."

Jaune eyed the stack of books which was nearly half as tall as he was.

"This… you want me to go through all of this in one semester?" Ozpin shook his head and quirked a tiny smile.

"No. You wanted to get through this in one semester. I am quite happy to accommodate you for as long as you need it."

Jaune muttered something about 'wily bastard' and just stood up, grabbing a tome and marching out of the office, not bothering with a parting word to Ozpin.

Ozpin leaned back in his seat, quite satisfied that things were set in place perfectly.

A/N: I... feel like this chapter has a lot of breaks in it. But I really want to get the story 'started', you get what I mean? 'Nyways, if y'all don't like it, don't worry, I won't be using so many line breaks as this chapter... probably

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