A/N: Ugh this one was just... not fun. Not fun. Sorry for how badly this one's written I just... blegh. Promise I'll do better. On that note, I'm gonna be putting the Omakes on hiatus cause I am simply running out of time to do any of them. Sorry for that, I know some of you really enjoy that :\
"Jaune? Jaune." Murky voices kept insistently calling his name and shaking him, causing the blonde knight to wake up. "Jaune, we're here."
"Bwu-huh?" Jaune muttered in confusion, blinking his eyes open blearily.
Once his vision cleared up, the airsick boy could see Yang pointing to the windows, revealing the sun poking out of the horizon, making its daily climb upwards as the day began. With wobbly knees Jaune stood up to look out of the window, trying to see if there were any telltale markings of the camps that they were being deployed to. And realized that looking down out of an airship was probably the worst idea for him to do at the time.
"Urghh…" With another groan Jaune turned around, face green, and tried to find the floor again, curling up into a ball. Yang breathed a sigh out of her nose, scrunching the appendage at the pathetic sight of the blonde boy.
"You know, you don't really look like someone who's taken down two dragons."
Again Jaune groaned, wanting to say or do something back at the brawler, but afraid that any more movement would end disastrously for him. Another particularly loud groan was torn out of him when the airship jerked in the air a little, before descending into what Jaune assumed would be a Hunter camp.
Another jolt passed through Jaune as the airship landed and opened its doors, ready for the students to arrive on the sight. With the hatch doors barely half way open, Jaune was already running to freedom, even using a shout to zoom through and be the first one there. Unfortunately for him, he didn't realize that he had miscalculated, as the shout continued to move him forward along the slanted ramp, and proceeded to fling him high into the sky before tumbling down onto the ground.
For the fourth time in mere minutes Jaune let out a groan, slowly trying to pick himself up. A pair of legs appeared in his vision, causing Jaune to slowly raise his head up to look at who was standing in front of him. Instead though, he caught the edge of a skirt, and the briefest glance of panties before a steel toed boot fell flat on his face.
"Jaune, please, wait until you've said hi before you do that kind of stuff!" A woman's voice squealed, sounding not the least bit embarrassed that Jaune had glanced under her skirt.
Jaune scrambled back, eyes blinking rapidly, knowing that there was only one girl who would do something like that.
"Mika?" Jaune asked, confused but ecstatic that his oldest sister was here. "What're you doing here?" The blonde girl made a noise with her mouth, crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, jutting out her hips.
"Well, this seems to be something concerning all of the Hunters so why not?" She said with an eyebrow raised. "I kinda like living here on Remnant after all." She faked a pose for Jaune like a swooning schoolgirl, batting her eyelashes prettily. "And after hearing that my cute brother was going to be here, how could I not come?"
At this point Jaune's face was tinged pink, able to hear Yang's chortling behind him. Jaune lifted himself up and stood up, glowering at his sister. Mika didn't even try to pretend to apologize about that, waving it off and turning towards Jaune's curious friends.
"Oh? And who are you guys? Hm." Mika tapped her finger on her chin, her gaze drifting from one person to the other.
"Hm. Well, you guys can't be his friends, cause y'all are way too good looking and sociable for that." Mika decidedly deduced, ignoring Jaune's wounded cry of outrage. "And y'all can't be his team members 'cause y'all look way too competent."
At this point Jaune seemed to have given up turning his back towards his sister and walking away with his hands in his pockets, shoulders scrunched up to his ears. "Can't ever catch a break with her around…" Jaune seemed to mutter.
Hearing that, Mika burst out laughing. "Oh come on Jauney! I'm just kidding. You don't have to take everything so seriously." With movement so quick that no one could even locate Mika for a brief second, the older sister appeared besides Jaune and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a chokehold-like embrace.
"I'm glad you've made it through Beacon without dying or getting maimed yet, that's a pretty big accomplishment." Even with the tone of teasing that Mika had in her voice, Jaune could still locate the gentle subtly that expressed her pride in him. With no little amount of effort, Jaune was able to wriggle out of her grasp.
Faster than the eye can blink, Mika appeared next to the group again, smiling widely. Holding out her hand, she greeted them.
"Hey there. I'm Mika Arc, oldest sister of the Arc family, and a graduate of Shade Academy."
As she continued to make her rounds of introductions, Jaune stood a little further back, thinking about his sister, and the fact that he hadn't thought about her… or any of them in such a long time.
It had been a rough year, Jaune thought to himself, and I did kind of run away from home.
But Jaune knew in his mind that whatever excuses he thought of wouldn't really be enough to pardon the fact that he hadn't contacted his family in almost a year. Dust, the only reason he had been in contact with anyone was because he needed to talk to his Dad about the dragon-soul.
All of a sudden Jaune felt like a terrible brother.
"Argent. And Quinn!" Jaune's eyes widened as he suddenly remembered his two sisters that were also Hunters, and had opted to try to go to Shade academy like their older sister. The same academy that was in ruins after Imaar destroyed it. Mika waved her hand, rolling her eyes.
"Figures you'd finally ask about them now. They're fine. Most of the students from Dusk Academy were evacuated back to their homes while the fighting was happening. I stopped by to make sure they were okay." Lips curved a little sadly, eyes lingering on the blonde-haired knight. "Mom says hi, by the way."
Wow. This is way worse than getting attacked by Grimm. At least I can fight back.
"Alright I get it. I'm a bad son and a bad brother. I'm sorry." Jaune huffed out, lips pressed into a thin line. Mika crossed her arms and looked at her brother, eyes critical of how he stood and how he held himself. The Jaune that she remembered would have never looked like this.
Jaune stood with his shoulders down and relaxed, but his chest out, but not so much that Mika would consider it bravado. His eyes were steady, and his stance seemed to be loose and always ready.
Jaune wasn't the boy that Mika had comforted when he stubbed his toe anymore.
A soft smile appeared on her face before she walked over and hugged Jaune, leaning onto him.
"You've grown a lot Jaune. I'm proud of you." Jaune held his hands to the side for a little bit, surprised by the sudden affection that Mika was showing. Wrapping his arms around her, he leaned in and felt a warmth that he hadn't felt in a long time.
Familial warmth.
The hug lingered for a little longer before Mika stepped away and gave Jaune another once over, whistling to herself.
"Man, you really have grown. If the rest of your body's proportional to your height you're gonna make a girl real happy."
"Mika!"
Once again in her playful mood, Mika started to cackle before racing off again into a crowd. Jaune stood there, his arm outstretched as if hoping that she would have been magically caught by the gesture. Sighing, Jaune dropped the arm and rubbed the back of his neck, turning around to see Yang grinning mischievously at him, as well as the rest of the group looking a little winded by the suddenness of the Mika storm.
"Sorry about that guys. Mika's always been a little… hyperactive. Even at her age."
"How old is she?" Ren asked curiously, before Jaune made a desperate wave of the hands to stop him from speaking. Once again Mika appeared out of nowhere and loomed over Ren, looking seductively terrifying.
"Now now there Jaune's teammate. You should know that it's not polite to ask about a woman's age." Mika touched Ren's chin and tilted it upwards, head alarmingly close to his. "Although I wouldn't mind getting to know you a little better." She purred.
Nora stood in the backlines, hands clenched, teeth grit and a noise in the back of her throat that sounded scarily similar to a chainsaw. At this point Jaune had his head in his hands, hoping that the nightmare would be over quick.
OMAKE
"This is… absolutely ridiculous." Yang deadpanned, looking at the grinning man.
Clavicus Vile stood in front of them all, mask off, victorious grin. Shrugging innocently, the Daedric Prince held out his hands in protest.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Yang grit her teeth and looked half a step away from murdering the Prince.
"What do you mean? I swear I'm going to tear your arms off and stuff them right up your—"
"Ah ah ah," Vile said warningly, holding out a wagging finger. In an instant, Yang's lips slammed shut and sealed themselves, making Yang unable to speak at all. With a panicked, but muffled, cry, Yang's fingers tore at her lips, trying to separate them.
"Now, I don't know what you're talking about, because you guys are the ones who shook my hand after all. And a deal is a deal. You can't go back on that, just as I can't go back on my word. And since you all wished Jaune would return back to what he truly was… well. It's not like many people expected this, did they?"
They all shook their heads, looking at Jaune with disbelief, and a little bit of awe and fear.
"Exactly. So for once in my entire lifetime… this isn't really my fault." Vile admitted, although internally, he wished that it was.
"I mean, who knew Jaune was born a dragon?"
The majestic Jaune-dragon rose its head up, golden scales twinkling in the light.
"Rawr?"