A/N: Chapter 3 is out a bit early! I'm pretty happy with how this one came out even though I felt like the dialogue is moving a bit fast. Does anyone else feel that way? Regardless I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Also the note at the end will talk a bit about the show and how I feel it's been going. So if you wanna skip that feel free!


Where Lies Originate


Two figures stood in a remote corner of the library. Their forms separate from the rambling of students attempting to study for their classes.

Jaune's blue eyes stared right back into Pyrrha's green pair. Sweat formed on his brow as he searched for an answer. His lips pressed firmly together, not allowing the words that formed on the forefront of his mind to leave them.

"Jaune..." Pyrrha started again but Jaune stopped her with a hand and a heavy sigh.

"I...I...look, I just want to start by saying I'm sorry." His words came out steady.

He recoiled a bit when Pyrrha grabbed his hands. "Don't apologize Jaune. Just tell me the truth." Her words took a more serious tone as she leveled a hard gaze at him. "How did you get into Beacon without having aura?"

Jaune held his legs as steady as he could, he could only pray that his shaking form wasn't too noticeable.

"I didn't go to Signal like most other students did." Jaune looked away towards the window. The trees were awash with the colors of fall. So vibrant. So bright. So...mocking of his current situation.

"I can tell." She held his hands firmly in her grip. "You would have had access to your aura if you did."

"I wanted to come to Beacon so badly. It was my dream to be a hero." His eyes closed this time. He couldn't bear to look at Pyrrha, the outside world, or even the room they were in. "I knew they wouldn't let me in without the proper credentials..."

Her eyes widened as she put the puzzle together. "...So you found a way to get those credentials..."

"I had someone forge me a set of fake transcripts." His voice came out hoarse and strained as he confirmed her thoughts.

"Jaune...you...you lied." Her jaw dropped to the floor and stayed there. Jaune had lied his way into Beacon. She didn't know what she had expected but this wasn't one of them she was sure. Jaune had seemed so honest and trustworthy...

"Pyrrh-" He finally turned his head to look at her.

"No." She let go of his hands and put her own up. "Just for this moment listen to me Jaune." He recoiled slightly as her eyes turned to hard steel. "You lied your way into this school for what? To be a hero? A hero doesn't lie Jaune."

His eyes fell to the floor but his heart beat them there as it sank through his body.

"I...I need some time to think about this Jaune." She closed her lips tightly, holding her words in.

"I'm sorry..." His word barely came out. As if his own lips were the bars that held his feelings prisoner.

"I know you are Jaune. Just let me have my time to think."

And with that Jaune's first official day of being a student at Beacon began. In the back of his mind he had known that his lie would surface but for it to happen so suddenly…

His head hung low as he made his way to his first class. It was early in the morning. Far too early but Pyrrha had insisted on having this conversation when no one would interrupt.

When he entered into Professor Ports he couldn't muster up any will to actually listen. All he could focus on was his already crumbling relationship with his partner.

His eyes just stared off, mindlessly following the professor as he garrulously recounted another tale regarding himself and some grimm.

All he could hope was that Pyrrha would find it within herself to forgive him.


"Did anyone notice something off about Jaune and Pyrrha today?" Ruby leaned across the table and whispered her words to the rest of her team.

"Yeah...they were sitting pretty far from each other in class today." Yang pursed her lips together in worry. Weiss looked up from the essay she was writing for Professor Oobleck's class.

"Maybe she's just realized how incompetent he is?" Her words bit like ice, causing the rest of the team to look at her sharply. Even the usually reserved Blake looked up at her and narrowed her eyes.

Weiss held up her hands in defense. "I'm not saying he's awful but we can all see that he's not exactly the best student out there..."

"We know that but cmon Weiss. Jaune's really nice, I just don't see why Pyrrha would be mad at him..." Ruby glanced across the library towards team JNPR, though really it was just team NPR with their leader sitting a fair ways away from the rest of them.

"Maybe there's another reason..."

"Blake, I think it's kind of obvious they had some kind of strange lover's spat." The blonde openly stared at split team, as though she could somehow read their thoughts if she simply stared hard enough.

"I doubt someone like Pyrrha would ever go for a buffoon like Jaune."

"Weiss!" Ruby waved one hand in front of the girl's face, trying to catch her words before they got too far. "Don't say things like that. What if they heard you."

"Rubes, if they hear anyone it's gonna be you." Yang snicked as the ice princess clawed at her little sister's hand.

"Gah!" Finally Weiss was able to remove the offending limb. "You dolt! Don't do things like that so suddenly. Anyways I still doubt it was anything," she gave Ruby a desolating look as she lowered her voice, "romantic."

"I think we should leave it alone for now. It's really not our business to interfere."

"Oh cmon Blake that's the boring way to look at it."

"No Yang, it's the mature wa-"

"Cmon and follow me! Ruby, stay here with Weiss and hold the fort!"

Yang grabbed her partner and weaved around tables and chairs, all the while keeping her eyes on her goal.

"Hey there vomit boy!" She dropped into the seat next to him and shot him a flashy grin.

"...hey Yang..." Her smile faltered for a moment at the sound of his voice. Not even Blake was that monotone.

"You doing alright there buddy?" Speaking of Blake, said girl was struggling to escape Yang's iron grip as she was pulled into the seat next to her.

"...yeah...I'm fine Yang, I just need some time to myself." He returned her grin with a small smile. She wasn't impressed.

"Yeah," She elongated her reply, letting the word linger in the air for several long seconds, "that's some bullshit Jaune. You're not doing fine at all."

"Yang I think he wants to be alone." Blake glared her blonde companion and shot Jaune a sympathetic glance, out of everyone, they had talked the least but she knew when someone needed to be alone.

Yang steamrolled through Blake's response.

"I'm just worried about you." Her grin disappeared as her voice took on a serious tone. "So is Ruby and I hate seeing her worried. If someone's been messing with you or something just let us know." Her knuckles cracked as her grin once again manifested itself on her face. "We got your back."

"Thanks Yang, I appreciate it a lot." He gave one daring glance towards the table his team sat at. Ren and Nora were doing their best to study...okay, Ren was studying while Nora did her best to distract him. Pyrrha was...staring blankly into a book. "And Blake is right, I just need some time to myself."

"Cmon Yang." It was Blake's turn to pull her partner away. She held firmly onto Yang's hand as she led them away from the boy.

She didn't know what happened between him and Pyrrha but from the downcast look he gave when his eyes landed on Pyrrha, it wasn't good at all.

"So what did you guys find out." Ruby nearly jumped out of her seat, leaning towards her sister.

"Not much, vomit boy wouldn't talk."

"It's definitely something about Pyrrha."

Ruby's eyebrows shot up at Blake's words. "How do you know that?"

"He looked in her direction and his face went bleaker than a history book on the faunus wars."

"But it's not a romantic thing right?" Yang rolled her eyes at Weiss' insitence.

"No, so you can stop worrying that mister tall, blonde, and scraggly is going to be stolen away from you." Both Ruby and Weiss shot up at the words in indignation.

"That's disgusting Yang! I would never," she paused as several students gave her a reproachful look, "allow myself to feel attraction towards an idiot like him." The rest of her sentence came out more as a quiet hiss than anything as she sat back down, dragging her teammate with her.

"Yang!" The blonde sibling gave her sister a single, raised eyebrow at her outburst.

"Yes baby sister?"

"She wouldn't...Not with Jaune of all people..." Ruby sat back down, her face crimson as she realized several library goers were staring at them now.

Yang paused before she unleashed her torrent of sisterly teasing. Did Ruby have a...crush...on Jaune of all people? There was absolutely no possible way. Ruby had GOOD taste, just like her older sister. And like she had said before, Jaune was cute, but not on their level...

Did Ruby even know what her level even was?

Oh God!

"Ru-"

"Jaune is leaving..." Blake interrupted before the blond bombshell could explode into her usual tirade.

"...You think he heard us?" Ruby looked worriedly at his retreating form.

"No Ruby I doubt that but anyways," Yang grabbed her sister's face and turned it towards her grinning own. "what's this new found interest in Jaune?"

"Yang!"

"Would both of you be quiet!"

"Weiss you're louder than the two of them…"


Tables away, Ren stared at the commotion brewing at table RWBY. He sighed and turned back to his textbook.

"Boop!" Nora stuck another finger into his cheek. "Gotcha again Ren! Geez it's like you're not even playing!"

"That's because I'm not Nora..." Ren murmured to nobody but the two of them.

"That's no good Ren!" A single eyebrow raised only slightly. Had she actually listened to his words for once? "That means you're reactions are too slow! We need to speed them up!"

No...No she hadn't. He sighed and turned to his other female teammate. Pyrrha Nikos, fighter extraordinaire and...not team leader surprisingly.

His actual leader, Jaune Arc, had been sitting at another table alone, clearly avoiding Pyrrha. His slouching stature and downcast eyes were all the signs Ren needed to see he was clearly depressed about something. The way he avoided Pyrrha's gaze and presence at all cost told him that 'something' involved their resident champion.

He had seen them get along quite well just yesterday so he was confused at to what could have happened in such a short period of time.

Pyrrha was definitely not talking, opting instead to stare at her book. He would say she was reading but she had been on page five of her history textbook for two straight hours so unless she was either incredibly slow at reading or blind, she was probable just thinking of something else and using the book to excuse her silence.

He watched as Pyrrha's head shot up, her eyes narrowing in worry and her lips twisting into a deeper frown. He trailed her gaze and saw his leader walking out of the library, head hung low and shoulders ever slouched.

He definitely needed to talk to Jaune about this obvious predicament. It wouldn't do their team any good for a feud to start between two members.


Pyrrha's eyes followed Jaune's retreating form as he left the library. As his figure turned a corner and disappeared she snapped out of her daze and went back to staring at her textbook.

She was still deep in thought about Jaune and his incredible lie.

Her mind had been swirling theory after theory as to how he had acquired documents strong enough to fool the brightest minds at Beacon and none of them were good.

He clearly had them forged by someone; she doubted he had to technical know-how to accomplish such a task on his own. If he had them forged by someone, the question became a matter of who…

She doubted grand forgery was a common skill and even then she had no knowledge of the criminals in Vale. She also couldn't go around asking people about the criminals in Vale without arousing suspicion so she was stuck at an impasse.

"Um...Pyrrha?" She looked up to see Ren and Nora staring at her, one with a raised eyebrow and the other a nervous smile. Ren continued, nodding his head at her book. "I don't know how badly written your textbook happens to be but I don't think it warrants that level of aggression..."

She now noticed how hard she had been gripping her history book. She had practically crumpled the 500 page textbook into a worthless wad of paper in her frustration.

"Oh..." She stared right back at them blankly. Her expert mind fired neuron after neuron attempting to come up with a response but all of its processing power was stuck on one Jaune Arc. "I...uh...I'm just tired is all."

"I...see..." Ren eyed the destroyed book warily. "Well maybe you should retire to the dorm room and rest for a bit."

"Yeah! You need to be in tip top shape for combat classes tomorrow so you don't wanna be distracted!" Nora returned to her usual self and gave Pyrrha a flashy double thumbs up.

She gave them an exhausted grin in return. "Yeah. That would be nice."

She got up out of her chair, returned the book to the librarian, and stalked off towards her dorm room. She needed more privacy to think about this matter.

As she stalked off she never noticed the worried look she garnered from her teammates' or team RWBY.

She also failed to hear the librarian's anguished cry over the destroyed reading material she had returned.


Jaune stared at his scroll and the number he had scrawled across a single piece of paper.

He had convinced himself that his fate was now out of his hands and that he needed to focus on what he could control. Namely his total and utter lack of skill. He doubted Pyrrha would help him at this point and he couldn't go to anyone else for help...save the individual who got him here in the first place.

Roman Torchwick…he put the scroll down for a moment as he contemplated his decision. He closed his eyes and made a mental list of what he knew about him.

He was a criminal. He was really good at forgery apparently. He was…um…he wore snappy looking clothes?

Fuck, he knew nothing about the guy! But...he needed training in some way and even if Pyrrha forgave him he doubted she would choose to train him now…

He made his resolution and dialed the numbers into his scroll.

It rang once, twice, three times...four times…five times…

"Is this guy seriously that-"

"Jauney boy!" Jaune froze as the arrogant voice practically oozed through his scroll's speaker. "You better have a real good reason to be disturbing me right now."

"...I was um..." He realized he hadn't actually thought up a way to properly ask Roman for his services again…

"You were um? I'm no doctor but that probably isn't healthy kid." Roman rolled his eyes. "Just spit it out. What. Do. You. Want?" His words were biting and Jaune could practically feel the criminal's snark as he emphasized each word.

"I need your services again..." He finally got the words out and took a deep breath. Hopefully Roman would-

"Again? Don't tell me the forgery failed kid. I know for a fact that it worked."

"Yeah, I need it ag-" Jaune paused for a moment in his speech and did a quick double take. "Wait how do you know for a fact that it worked?"

"Because I did it personally." It was Jaune's turn to roll his eyes now. So he didn't know 'for a fact' at all. He was just super arrogant.

"Okay, but look, I kind of need help now that I'm here."

"So let me take some wild guesses here kid." Miles away, Roman dismissed his goons and took a seat in his nicely lacquered chair, stolen, of course. "You got to Beacon and you realized you didn't have the skills to compete. Also you can't go to any teachers since it would arouse way too much suspicion and your fellow teammates are out for the exact same reason. You also don't know anyone in Vale who gives private lessons on combat, and they need to be private since no one can really find out about them. So you come to me. Your one and only source for underground products."

"...Yeah..."

"Well do you have more money?" Roman grinned, he already knew the answer.

"No..." A frown formed on Jaune's lips as he realized Roman would just tell him to fuck off. Without any lien he doubted Roman would even consider his request.

"Well boy...It sounds like you're in a bit of a pickle huh. Well let your good friend Roman help clear everything up." Jaune didn't like where this was going. His stomach turned as Roman kept talking. "You don't have the cash to fork over for these lessons kid but I think I've got the perfect deal for you."

Jaune's face twisted in fright as his mind slowly began to catch up to the situation. His words came out rushed and breathless, he had to derail this train of though immediately.

"Wait, I think I actually have some lie-"

"No no no kid. Trust me. You don't have the money but I've got this perfect solution." His fright turned to terror and his eyes widened in panic. "I need a couple favors from you."

Fuck. He was seriously going to end up owing Roman more than one favor and from the way he worded it, Jaune would end up owing quite a few.

"Look, Roman, I can come up with-"

"The deal aint changing kid. Either take it or leave it."

"..." His neck tensed and his breath hitched. If he accepted this there was really no backing out, Roman was way stronger than him presumably and reneging on his favors could lead to...unfavorable circumstances.

His heart sank even further as he realized he didn't have a choice in the matter.

This training wasn't something he could just skimp out on either. If he didn't get training he would be ousted as a fake instantly by everyone.

He swallowed audibly and spoke into his scroll. "Okay then, but wh-"

"Alright then kid. See you soon." Roman ended the call before Jaune could say anymore. He placed the scroll down and intertwined his fingers on his lap and closed his eyes. He felt a bead of sweat drip down his forehead as his mind swirled with scheme after scheme. His whole life had been based around the concept of complete control. That and fashion but still, control was very important to him.

Ever since Cinder had entered the picture he had lost all of it; his control over his organization, his control over his goons, and his control over the underground dust market, just poof, gone and taken from his grasp. He felt less like a boss and more like one of his goons, and that was absolutely not acceptable.

But, if Cinder wanted to take all he had built up...well...he would just build more, without her knowledge of course.

He stuck his hands into his pockets, fishing out a cigar and a lighter. Chewing one end in his mouth and lighting the other with ardent flame, he took a deep drag, allowing the smoke to fill his lungs to the brim and linger for a moment before exhaling deeply.

-It's gonna be a lot of work…-

Of course it would, he let smoke leave his lips as he twisted his lips into a smirk. The game was only beginning and as long as he kept his hand hidden from prying eyes he was sure he would come out on top.

His single cigar glowed low and deep in the darkness of his warehouse. Roman leaned back in his chair, propped his feet up onto his desk, and closed his eyes.

He was working real hard recently, stealing and scheming all the time for Cinder.

It was high time that he took some time off and do some scheming for himself.

After all, a criminal mastermind such as him deserved the attention.


In the hallways leading to several teams dorm rooms, a silent Pyrrha Nikos stared at the floor as her feet carried her closer to her destination.

-Jaune said that his entire desire to come here stemmed from wanting to be a hero...but if that was the case why didn't he just work harder to come here?-

She had been trying her best to understand Jaune and his predicament for the better part of the day now but found herself gaining no ground. Always a master of controlling her emotions, Pyrrha's outward behavior merely mimicked a girl in deep thought, regardless of her inner turmoil.

-Jaune doesn't seem like the type of person who would ever aim to harm someone so I doubt he came here for nefarious purposes though...so that means he probably did come here to be a-

"Ah!" She was bounced out of her thoughts when she collided with another person in the hallway. As she trailed her eyes upwards, Pyrrha found herself face to face with Beacon's own headmaster.

"Miss Nikos, lost in thought I presume?" His words came out calm and soothing. He had noted before that Pyrrha seemed quite occupied with something and he was certain it had something to do with either mister Arc or her team in general.

"Oh. Sorry professor...I'm just...really focused on something like you said..." She attempted to brush past him, intent on getting to her room but found her way impeded by a thin cane.

"Is it something you feel the administration should know?" He was used to using less direct measures with students but with miss Nikos he was certain that would get him nowhere.

"No!" Her response came fast and rapid like her hands as she waved them in dismissal. "I was just thinking about..." Her words trailed off, she couldn't mention Jaune lest she arouse his suspicions so she simply let her sentence awkwardly die off.

"Thinking about what now? Well, if you'll entertain an experienced teacher, does it have something to do with a student here?" He noted her face went deathly paler than usual…

"Not a student no." She was so incredibly bad at lying. She could practically feel the headmaster's complete disbelief. No way he would choose to simply let this go now.

"Well miss Nikos, whatever trouble you're having with mister Arc I can only assure you that it will all pass in time. You're both young and have plenty of time to grow together."

"What!" Color raced to her cheeks at what his words implied. She looked him in the eyes and saw his mirth dance between his pupils. "Me and Jaune aren't having that kind of problem!"

"So it does involve him then..." His smile remained constant as he stared at her. She squirmed under his gaze as his eyes bored down on her with unexpected strength.

"No..."

"Oh really now...well I must have simply read the signs wrong. My apologies miss Nikos."

She turned to see his figure walking languidly away from her. She had gotten away with it...She couldn't believe that he was simply letting her leave without further questioning. She was free to go back to her own thoughts now on Jaune. Alone. With only herself to consult…

She turned to look at his retreating form, swallowed hard and made her decision. And besides, if she couldn't trust a professor to give her a good answer, who could she trust?

In an impulsive decision, she reached out and tapped his shoulder, prompting him to stop and return his gaze to her.

"Yes?"

"Professor, assume you met someone you thought was a certain kind of person, but ended up being completely different. How would you react?"

Ozpin contemplated her question. Jaune Arc was not the kind of person she thought he was? What had prompted this line of thinking he was clueless but no matter the issue, he would be sure to keep this conversation private for the time being.

"Well, you never know a person completely until you've been around them long enough." He rested his body on his cane as he spoke. First impressions always meant so little to him. Anyone could fake what they were like for a scant few moments. "People change and no one is ever perfectly good or bad. The world is filled with different shades of color and there's nothing wrong with that."

Her heart wrenched as her words came out. "But what if they lied to you...what then..."

He raised an eyebrow as he observed her downcast expression. He was so familiar with that look. He had seen it so many times on so many young, idealistic people.

"Everyone lies miss Nikos."

Her head shot up and her face was twisted in disbelief at his words. How could the headmaster say that! She knew everybody lied but Jaune's lie was...was...unforgivable? No, it was completely forgivable and her own hesitation to completely write him off and abandon him showed that. Was it malicious? No again, he simply wanted to be a hero, like most people who had come here.

At the end of it all, it was just a lie. An intricate one that probably had layers upon layers of lies hidden underneath and above, but at the core of it all...it was just a lie like any other.

"Miss Nikos," Her eyes connected with his own and she noticed now tired he looked all of a sudden. As though he had lived through moments like this so many more times than she knew. "the most blatant lie a person can tell is saying he or she is not a liar. Some lies can be terrible, some can help, but many are simply negligible. You decide where on that scale that lie resides."

He was far too well versed in lies to tell her anything but the truth ironically enough. Lies were a tool, one inherently malicious yes, but a tool nonetheless. And even he knew how to use his tools.

"Thank you professor..." She shot him a small smile and straightened her posture. "I need to go find someone so if you'll excuse me now." She waited until the headmaster nodded at her to go along before taking off down the hallway the way she had originally come.

He sipped his coffee, watching her young form take off like a lightning bolt.

"...Interesting"

He made his way down the hallway, cane in one hand and coffee mug in the other.

Checking his watch, he hastened his pace, Bartholomew was expecting him for the weekly coffee appreciation meeting and it wouldn't do him any good to be late.


Jaune froze as a hand landed on his shoulder and gripped tightly. He turned to ice completely when Pyrrha's voice sounded from behind him.

"Lets talk Jaune." She dragged him of from his previous location, sulking outside sitting under a large statue of a hunter, back to their dorm room.

"Pyrrha. Look I just want to tell you that I'm-"

"Jaune." She shut him up with a smile and a hug before continuing. "I'm sorry. I know you said you came here to be a hero but I couldn't fathom why you would resort to something illegal instead of just going through the legal procedures." She took a deep breath before continuing. "But I never gave you the chance to explain why which is why we're here. Jaune I want to know everything. Please"

He stared into her neon green eyes. She was giving him a chance...She wasn't planning on just condemning him and picking a new partner! He couldn't waste this chance.

"My family never wanted me to be a hunter Pyrrha...Unlike everyone else in the family I was never given formal training. I...I was given some minor support but my parents always voiced their doubts." He closed his eyes as memories resurfaced. His heart wrenched every time his siblings went off to train alongside his parents and he was left behind. "I don't know why and they never wanted to give me an answer but I wanted to show them wrong I guess. It's selfish I know, but I wanted to be something other than what they wanted me to be. I wanted to be the hero they thought I couldn't be."

Her own mind trailed back to thoughts of her father's pride in her accomplishments. How they would introduce her like she was some trophy they had somehow won. She thought of how she chose to leave Mistral for Vale, intent on making a new family who valued her as a person.

"Jaune, I...I'm sorry to hear that."

"No Pyrrha, I'm sorry I lied to you." He gave her a hopeful smile which she returned easily. "I was hoping, once we got most of this out of the way, we could still be friends."

She grinned and gave him a tight hug. "I'd like that Jaune."

His chest felt warm as he returned her embrace. Jaune closed his eyes and tightened his grip on her, this was probably the first girl aside from his family members he had ever hugged period and he found himself enjoying the feeling. Sure, they were just friends and he wasn't too sure if she fully forgave him, but it was definitely a great start.

Eventually it was Pyrrha who ended the hug, arms folding across her chest before continuing to speak.

"That still leaves the fact that you need to be trained Jaune." Jaune's eyes widened as her words. "I think we should do supplemental lessons every night. You need to learn how to wield your aura and weapons if you want to keep up with the other students here."

He withheld his deal with Roman and simply opted to listen to her speak. Maybe he could cancel his deal after all.

"Okay but what times would we do this?"

"Sometime at around eight or nine pm should work out. Saturdays can be reserved as a resting day and a day to catch up on homework." He nodded at the plan. It sounded pretty strict but he would do anything to catch up.

Pyrrha sighed as they headed back towards their dorm room together. It all turned out fine and she was looking forward to training Jaune in the coming future. She glanced out the windows as they walked down the hall, the leaves exploded in a cacophony of vibrant color mirroring herself.

Ren merely smiled at the two as they returned. Nora exploded out of her bed and wrapped herself around the two, asking where they had been and inviting them to play a rousing game of sloths and more sloths, a game of her own invention.

Slowly, the blonde leader extracted himself from the fun, intent of washing up and going to bed, it had been one hell of a day and he was ready to sleep it off.


A/N: So Jaune got his secret ousted a bit early than in the show, pretty much the third day of him being there and the second day of him being an actual student. I'm not going to explain why I did it like this but I always felt that it was so weird everyone just accepted his incompetence. Like it never really got brought up in any serious manner.

Roman's got plans for days. Neo still hasn't shown up but absolutely will in the next chapter. Sorry! This chapter went slightly different from my outline but not majorly so.

Leave a review detailing who you would want to see as a pairing in this story. I just want to see what people want though it probably won't decide what the end pairing is.


DIALOGUE ON THE SHOW:

Alright so I finally wrapped up the final episode of this volume and I gotta say it was better than I expected. They definitely decided to finally start exploring the more mature side of their universe which I'm a massive fan of. Pyrrha dying was completely expected and while it was sad I thought, like most people it seems, that it was a great choice to continue the plot. Canon Pyrrha was pretty much just Jaune's living, breathing wheelchair, carrying him through every situation.

Just want to know, does anyone else feel like Roman isn't dead? Unless they actually did confirm it on the podcast and I missed it, I feel like their going to bring him back in some meaningful way. I don't really mind if he died but I kind of wished that they had at least made it official like Pyrrha.

Man I'm happy to see that they've taken steps to really introduce a deeper story than what was originally presented, so I can't wait for volume 4 to start!