Team RWBY all ran across their room. "Jaune, JAUNE, JAUNE!" as she yelled Yang was growing more and more hysterical. When she reached him she rolled him onto his back and tried to shake him awake but it was ineffective.

At this point, Blake who was the de facto medic of team RWBY thanks to her time in the Fang began to check Jaune for injuries. She saw no visible injuries so she removed his shirt and saw a disturbing bruise that seemed to be the size of a large 20 oz apple on his left side. Next, she checked his vitals she knew that it should have been the first thing she did but she was tired and panicking

"His pulse is weak and he is not breathing. We need to get him to the infirmary NOW!" she made sure to stress the last part as if she was right the next thirty seconds would tell if Jaune lived or died.

Ruby made an attempt to lift Juane only to be thrown aside by what she later found out was her sister. Yang had grabbed Jaune and began to sprint in the direction of the infirmary.

Due to the nature of Beacon Academy, the infirmary was fully equipped to handle all manner of trauma care. And hopefully, they would be able to save Jaune.

She had made it to the doors and was about to kick them open when they opened to reveal Jorge in a lab coat waiting for her.

Yang was mildly confused, she thought that Jorge was back at the Arc homestead but here he was.

"Get him on the Bed, Now" Jorge yelled as he opened the door into one of the rooms. Yang quickly set Jaune down and then stepped back so that the doctors could see him.

soon Dr. Taft was standing next to him and looking for injuries while he muttered "no way in Hell am I losing three students and an unborn baby in two days." to himself. after he looked him over Dr. Taft's entire body slumped in defeat. Using his right hand he waved off the nurse who was hooking Jaune up to various monitors. "don't waste the time, he's gone." under his breath he muttered once more "Dammit Cyril, Dammit. is there anything you can do."

while she heard him Yang stopped listening after she heard him say that Jaune was dead. if she was grieving Pyrrha's death then, now she was beyond the use of words. she slowly felt herself sinking to her knees. the tears were falling and the rest of her team would be here soon. she heard the sound of Ruby, Blake, and Weiss skidding to a stop behind her.

...

if she was being honest Weiss didn't think that Jaune was actually capable of being killed by anything. but there he was. he lay on the bed lifeless, and he wasn't hooked up to any of the room's machines. then she saw Yang. she was on her knees next to the bed. Weiss could hear what seemed to be sobbing coming from her. but she also seemed to be unable to make coherent sounds. Weiss didn't really know what to do so she simply stood back. in truth, she was afraid of making things worse.

...

Ruby saw what had happened. and now she saw Yang. Ruby knew the pain that was coursing through her sister's veins. it was just under half a year ago that Ruby kneeled where Yang now kneeled. it just under half a year ago that Ruby looked into the lifeless eyes of the man she now knew she was in love with as he laid there dead in the street.

she rushed over to her sister and held her in her arms. she knew that there was no point in using words, Yang probably wouldn't hear them anyway. for now, Yang needed her and so here she would be.

...

Blake knew that Jaune being dead was a bad thing but at the moment she was more concerned with Jorge. it was no secret that Jorge had a soft spot for the young man. and right now Blake was worried about what he might do. Blake knew that he was dangerous. and now he was mentally distraught. and yet he seemed more contemplative than anything else. like he was weighing his options. whatever they may be.

this had Blake more on edge since she if he tried to push past this then when he finally crashed it would be devastating.

when Jorge started to move towards Jaune Blake considered trying to stop him but the speed with which the older man maneuvered was impressive and he was at Jaune's bedside before Blake could even try to move.

he quickly placed his hands over the bruise on Jaune's side. Jorge then closed his eyes and for a moment did nothing. then he began to speak. "Parod nun atitrazi." he was silent for a time then spoke again next when he spoke it was in a guttural tone that could have been mistaken for gibberish. "uugggh huurh raaaaaahhgh" then drawing his hands up Jorge said. "slanar teh ibic jag"

from Jaune's mouth and nose out flooded a dark red gas which Jorge then channeled into a biohazard container before he caused the gas to congeal into a liquid.

by now Jorge had team RWBY's full attention as they all silently watched Jorge put his hand back on Jaune's side as Jorge spoke again the very room seemed to shine with a light that emanated out from Jorge. " Gal - hi ráw

The next time that Jorge spoke his voice was again a whisper. now as he spoke light seemed to come from everywhere and bathe the room in white casting out all shadows. Blake was now severely straining herself but she managed to just make out what Jorge said. "Vinya fea ,hil- mime tur -o faire péle - ana sina hráve. Suime - coiv - en-" the more he spoke the brighter the already blinding light became until the girls could no longer see and were forced to cover their eyes.

when he finished Jorge removed his hands and much to the shock of team RWBY the bruise and other scars nearby had vanished. and ... he was breathing. he was breathing again. Blake couldn't believe it. Jorge had just brought someone back from the dead.

...

Yang had stifled her sobs when she saw Jorge begin to glow. and when the room was filled with a light so bright that she had to shield her eyes with her arm she felt a strange swell of hope, she couldn't tell why she felt so much hope but she felt it all the same.

When she lowered her arm Yang was shocked to see that Jaune seemed to be breathing. Quickly she lunged forward and wrapped her arms around him and pressed her left ear to his chest.

And there it was a steady and stable heartbeat. Now Yang was again beyond speech but not out of grief but out of relief. Jaune was alive, she could hear his heartbeat and now she could hear his breathing.

"What the Hell just happened in here." Yang turned her head to see Dr. Taft standing in the doorway with an awestruck look on his face. "I just declared this man dead how is he breathing?"

This question drew Yang's focus back to Jaune. He was sleeping with a look of peace on his face. That face alone made Yang forgive Jorge for everything he had done and everything he would have done. Nothing he could do would change that the man before was alive because of him.

"Dr. Taft your patient WAS dead when you left he was killed by a pulmonary edema. I however through means that I need not explain to anyone here, managed to for lack of a better word resurrect your patient. Does that explain everything to you?"

Dr. Taft looked a little flabbergasted but soon recovered and said. "I wish it didn't but since I can't write that you used what sounds like godlike powers in as a cause of … undeath… am just going to say that I was mistaken and he was never dead." with a tired and conflicted sigh the doctor left the room. This left the children with a very good question.

"Jorge?" Yang said the statement more of a question. "What did you just do? Jaune was dead. And now… well, he isn't."

Jorge looked at the team of kids before him. Then with a sigh that rivaled the one from Taft, he raised his hand and the door closed even though Jorge was on the other side of the room. "Alright, we have a lot to talk about, but I guess you should find out eventually."

With a wave of his hand, the chairs from all of the room floated into a circle. An impressive feat since he had to rearrange some other pieces of furniture to do this.

"Take a seat and listen well children, I have a story to tell."

…

"And that was how I became as powerful as I am now." with that Jorge had recounted the tale of his youth, and explained the idea of the force to the team. They seemed a little confused at first but they soon understood.

"So how powerful are you?" Ruby asked. Her eyes wide in wonder at the tale of love betrayal and survival that was Jorge's youth.

"I have the potential to be omnipotent young one." as Jorge answered he realized that they now understood that when he said young one he was far from joking.

"Omni-what?" she asked confused by the uncommon term.

"omnipotent, he means that he has the ability to be all powerful. Not that I believe him" even as she spoke Weiss's voice showed no attempt to hide the clear disdain she held for Jorge's story. "I mean really," she continued looking directly at Jorge this time. "If you had all this power then why are we fighting against the Grimm, why are people dying every day from diseases that you could remove from existence?" she was getting more and more worked up with each breath she took before she finally yelled, "HOW CAN A F…"

"Father claim to love his children even when he sees them as little more than chess pieces to be sacrificed when it is convenient, how can a mother continue to drink herself into an early grave even though her daughters need her. How can a girl's parents leave her to be raised by her sister and the family butler." Jorge's interruption came as a surprise. The rest of team RWBY want to not believe that anything he was saying was true but the way that Weiss's eyes were growing more and more watered before she finally broke down in tears. As she was shaking from her sobbing Jorge reached out and placed a hand on her back saying. "I can't answer all of the world's questions but I can tell you that if I went through and fixed all of the problems of the world If I saved every child with awful parents. Then it wouldn't be a world of people. It would be a world of things that I allow to live. I don't want to play God like that." looking down with a face of shame Jorge said in a low voice "believe me I have tried,"

Weiss looked up at him with now bloodshot eyes and tried to speak only to have her words fail her."I know," Jorge said every fiber of my being wanted to kill Jaques and then get you, Winter and Whitley set up with a father and mother worth having. But there are certain lines that I don't allow myself to cross. Cause If I allow one exception then where do I stop. I wouldn't have done what I just did with Jaune but I made Romerean a promise. And I can't break that promise."

Now it was Blake's turn to speak. "What are these rules of yours?" she wanted to know in part because she was skeptical and in part because of the damned curiosity.

"Well," Jorge said looking from the young Schnee over to Blake. "To make them as simple as possible I don't allow myself to make any major decisions, and I normally refuse to mess with the cycle of life and death. there are more but those two are the best way to get the general idea across. And before any of you ask no I won't bring anyone back from the grave. Even now just the act of realigning Jaune's soul into his body like I did is going to have serious repercussions. When I did that I brought a lot of light power into play in the world. Power that wasn't here before. And now the universe will find some way to bring more dark power into the world. I don't know how. And when it does I need to get someone else to deal with it. Cause if I do it then it will just keep cascading on and on and on. And that never ends well."

Team RWBY didn't notice when Jorge had picked up Weiss who was exhausted, to begin with, and had just now cried herself to sleep. He made a nodding movement with his head towards the door. Taking the hint Ruby, and Blake stood and followed him back to their door. Yang, of course, refused to leave the room though she had moved from her chair to back over the side of the bed. And had her head back on Jaune's chest. It was a little thing but she wanted to hear his heartbeat.

It was a little thing but considering that five minutes ago it wasn't there. Then the steady thumping of his blood pumping organ was the most calming thing she had ever heard. Know that she had a sleepless night like the rest of her team Yang closed her eyes and relaxed. She allowed herself to drift off to sleep.

Hello, Noruas here. I know that this chapter covered a lot and could be very confusing. if you have any questions PM me or ask in a review and I will get back to you as soon as possible. if you are confused it isn't your fault. it is most likely mine, I wrote this over the course of two weeks and a vacation so there may be something I have missed. please and thank you additonally this is the final chapter of this story. I will post the next stories name in the bottom of the description of this one. for now I need to focus on what is ahead.

Noruas Bombadil.