Okay I lied, more backstory. But its worth it!

provolone part 2

two years later

I slid back and slammed into a tree. The whole tree rattled as I slid down its bass. I looked down and saw my leg had a huge gash in it, blood seeping out of it and through my cargo pants. The Ursa that his me roared out, echoing through the forest. I glanced to my sides to see dozens more Beowolves and Ursa slowly making their way towards me. Each step the beast took shook the ground. I looked around for my sword only to see that it was behind the Ursa. I let out a groan at my luck. I reached down to my pistol and pulled it from its holster. I aimed at its head and pulled the trigger. Once again, my luck seemed to have run out because the pistol clicked each time I pulled the trigger.

I let my gun fall to the ground as I closed my eyes. I tried to call forth my aura but it didn't budge. Nothing I did worked. I knew there was more there, something that could help but nothing came. A image of Isaac appeared in my head. He was standing tall with his sword in hand, staring off into the distance. His head slowly turned to me revealing his mask. He took a step towards me and planted his sword in the ground. His arms and legs soon caught on fire, the flames weren't red though, they were white. Blinding almost, it felt like it was a beacon shining apon me.

The fire burst into an inferno then disappeared. Next I saw my father standing on a rocky out crop. In his hands was Crocea Mors. I could see my reflection on the shield as if it was mocking me. His head slowly turned to reveal his face. A large frown grew as he stared at me. His brows furrowed as he raised his sword to me. "Down in the dirt again!? You truly aren't worth the name Arc!" I grit my teeth and lunged forward at him with mist fist ready.

Just before I reached him my eyes shot open to reveal the Ursa bring its large paw back to swing at me. As it plunged down at me I reached forward with my right arm and what followed surprised me. A large, white bone like hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed the Ursa and lifted it into the air. The arm caught fire with white flames. Knight armor formed around the bone and completely encased it. I could feel my aura surging through my body now. I looked down to see that my cut was gone and completely healed. I stood and the arm followed then formed half a rib cage around my right side.

I smiled feeling the warmth of my aura and squeezed my hand into a fist. The knight's arm did the same and crushed the beast, sending black blood to spew from its corpse. The blood covered the knights arm and my face, the rest covered the surrounding trees and ground. I laughed maniacally as I felt more power surge through me. Soon after the top half of a knight soon formed around me. The right arm caught fire with the white flames again. I looked over to my right at the Grimm who were slowly backing away. Though the armor on the knight looked strong and unbreakable, I could still see through it like it was glass. With the swipe of my arm the knight followed suit. even though the arm itself missed by a mile, the flames shot forward and engulfed everything it touched.

The beowolves howled as they tried to run but were caught by the flames. Trees and bushed caught fire as well as a forest fire started. I looked to my left to see two arms protruding from the side. One arm held a sheathe while the other held a bow. I imagined the knight pulling the sword from its sheathe, and it did. The large arm reached across and pulled a long white blade engulfed in flames from the sheathe. I smiled devilishly and watched as the knight reared its sword arm back and slammed the blade into the ground, sending a wave of flames out in all directions. Anything touched by the flames was eviscerated instantly. If any Grimm were around, they were burning alive right now and I couldn't feel happier. I reached down and grabbed my pistol then shoved it back into its holster. As I looked around I couldn't help but laugh.\

The laugh echoed throughout the forest. It sounded maniacal, but I couldn't care less. I walked over to my sword as the knight followed. I reached down and pulled the blade from the mud. The usual black and red soon turned to a white and gold. Gold veins spread across the blade, connecting and splitting off at certain points. A name formed on the side in gold lettering. "Ember" I spoke aloud, the name echoed through my head causing me to smile. I could see my reflection on the now white blade. My eyes were now gold and slit like a cats, but a hint of white shone through. As I sheathed Ember the knight slowly faded. The armor disappeared revealing a skeleton in its place. The skull's eyes were glowing gold and the teeth looked to form a smile. I looked down causing the rest of it to fade.

I pulled Isaac's mask from my pocket and held it in the moon light. It was still missing the piece from two years ago, it also adorned a new hole under the right eye. Cracks formed around the edges from constant wear and tear. The usual white and red paint had now faded into duller versions. Luckily I had been able to keep it together through the years, even if I had no idea what to do with it. I had no where to stay since I just kept moving with no purpose. Traveling constantly had its perks though, I get into trouble I just move on. I had been doing it for two years after all. I shook my head and walked towards the nearest town.

As I approached I placed Isaac's mask upon my face then pulled my hood over. Only the chin part of the mask showed luckily, don't want to drag too much attention to myself. I passed under the large archway of the town and titled my head down and placed my hands in my pockets. People gave me a few odd stares but they turned away after a second. I guess its not unusual for odd people to enter town at night. This place was far from Vale, so a lot of shady people hung out on the outskirts.

I pushed open the door of the towns bar and walked in. The door closed with a loud ding causing a few people to look up from their drinks. Most minded their own business luckily. I walked over to the bar and sat down at one of the stools. I looked down at my hands and stared for a second, first I thanked oum my favorite finger less gloves weren't damaged. I say favorite, but they are my only pair. I flicked my fingers causing small white flames to ignite then disappear. After seeing that, I thought back to what happened in the forest. I remembered something about a persons semblance activating after a dramatic experience, but hadn't that already happened? There was that one time back when Isaac...Died but after that it never appeared again.

I thought back to the feeling I got when the arm appeared after seeing him again. It felt as if a surge of power awakened. I felt so strong, invincible even. Then the flames, they felt so welcoming and safe. Usually its the opposite of that when you see flames. The bar keep walked up and leaned against the table. I looked up to see his face. He had a neutral expression hidden under a large brown mustache. He had matching slick brown hair that was tied into a bun in the back. It didn't take a professional to see that this guy could hold his own in a fight. "What ya need?"

"Water please." The man nodded and walked off leaving me alone once again. I flicked my fingers again causing more flames to float off my fingers. I leaned back and let out a sigh while simultaneously rubbing my neck since I could feel a knot coming on. The bar keep slid a glass down the table which I caught with no problem. I stared into the icy water seeing the reflection of my mask. I shook the glass slightly causing the image to disappear. The TV crackled to life revealing a reporter in a large jacket and gloves standing in the forest. "Reporting from the outer forest this is Vale news." I shook the water again as I watched. "A large fire erupted in the forest near the town of Voy, this fire was not natural though. Instead of normal red flames, they were white and spread at a much slower pace. Professionals believe that it was caused by dust."

I looked around to see the other bar patrons staring at the other TV's. "Now we will be asking John Arc, leader of this hunter division his opinion." My eyes went wide as I clutched the glass in my hand tighter, making my fingers go white. A scowl came across my face as my father's face appeared. His usual frown was present. "Mr. Arc, what do you think caused this large scar in the earth?" The reporter tilted the microphone towards him and waited. John turned to the giant slash in the earth then back to her.

"I believe that some worthless thugs were screwing around with things they shouldn't have then caused this." He gestured to the now burned forest. The reporter tilted her head. "What makes you call them thugs sir?" John laughed and turned towards the camera. "I call them thugs because they ran from a problem and didn't help. They were afraid of the consequences and decided to leave. As for worthless it reminds me of my son who ran just like they did, powerless and scared. Truly people who can't survive." The glass shattered in my hand as knight armor formed around it. I grit my teeth and let out a sigh. The armor faded away as I put some Lien on the table and walked out.

I slammed the door open nearly shattering the glass and walked into the nearest alley. When I entered I kicked a trash can and sent it across the alley down to the other end. I clenched my fists as my right arm caught fire. Soon after the knight armor formed and I slammed my fist into the brick wall with a roar. Bricks splintered and shattered and flew from the wall. I placed my foot on the wall and pulled my hand free from the new hole in the brick work. I let out a sigh and placed my hands at my sides. I bowed my head and closed my eyes. 'Worthless, I'll show you old man.' I thought.

"Well that was quite impressive." I turned my head to the sound of a feminine voice. The only thing I could see through the dark was the woman's amber eyes looking at me. A clacking sound echoed through the alley as she approached. The first things I could see were a pair of heels and an anklet on pale creamy skin that seemed to glow in the moon light. Next came her red dress that was almost too short to cover anything. Her arms were crossed in front of her. Red nail polish covered each of her perfect nails. Her amble breasts were visible in the night light, they were like a pair of mount- no stop it Jaune.

Her hair covered her left eye slightly and cascaded down her back. Though she was drop dead gorgeous, I could tell she was dangerous. A smile appeared across her features. "How about we get introductions out of the way, I'm Cinder Fall." She bowed her head slightly and fluttered her lashes. "Who might you be?" I looked to the sides of her and could see two people behind, hidden in the dark. I crossed my arms and frowned. "Why do you want to know?" Cinder placed her arms behind her back and tilted her head. "Well I would like to know the name of someone who can start a forest fire with their semblance." I squinted slightly. 'Okay, she definitely wants something.' I thought. "What do you want?"

Cinder smiled lustfully and stepped forward. "As I said, I just want your name. Because I know your not the original owner of that mask." My eyes went wide as I gripped my biceps. She smiled at my response. "How about you take off your hood?" I dropped my arms and flicked my eyes behind her. "You gonna turn me in Ms. Fall?" She giggled and placed and hand to her lips. "Oh god no, I'm sure I've done things much worse than start a forest fire." I let out a sigh and pulled my hood down revealing my golden hair. My side burns dropped below my chin as my bangs peeked over the top of my forehead. She smiled again and walked up to me. "See, Isaac didn't have blonde hair." I kept my eyes focused on her as she inspected my mask.

"You still haven't told me your name. That's quite rude you know." She reached up and ran a finger down my jawline. I blinked and nodded behind her. "Have your friends come out first, then we'll talk." She smiled and nodded. Soon after her goons walked out. One was a guy and wore grey with matching hair. The other was a girl and seemed to like the color green. Cinder turned to me and tilted her head. "Now, may I have your name?" I inspected the two goons for a second then dropped my eyes back town to Cinder. "Jaune."

She smiled and ran her hand down my right arm. "No last name? I can understand wanting to keep your last name hidden." She gripped my bicep and smiled. "Now Jaune, care to explain what happened in the forest?" I tensed slightly when I felt heat radiate through my arm. Her eyes glowed for a second then died down. I saw the two goons smile then fold their arms. "I used my semblance to protect myself. Simple." Before she could answer one of the goons scrolls rang causing Cinder to look away. The boy nodded then turned from the alley. The mint girl followed suit. Cinder turned back to me and leaned forward and up to my ear. Her hair brushing against mine. "We will meet again one day Jaune, I would like to learn more when that day comes." As she turned to leave she traced her finger along my jaw line again before turning away.

As she walked down the alley she swayed her hips giving me a view of her perfect butt. Before she disappeared into the dark she turned and looked at me one last time. A smile spread across her face before disappearing. I brought my right hand up and snapped my fingers causing a white flame to erupt in my palm. I stared at it for a moment, letting its warmth spread across my hand. It felt similar to when Cinder touched me, but when she did it felt foreign. I shook away the thought and closed my hand, extinguishing the flame. I turned and walked out the alley, unaware of the amber eyes watching from the other side.

Now the real story! Yay!

Chapter 1: Vale

I stared out the window of the bullhead towards the large city of Vale. Large buildings rose from the earth and reached for the stars. Off in the distance the emerald tower shown over the town. The large tower sat atop the large cliff, shining against the bright luminescent sun. Other bullheads flew past heading towards the large tower, each full of tourist or returning hunters. My hand found my way to ember and rested on the hilt. It had been years since I was last in Vale, around the time I met Isaac. I thought back on my first impression of the large city. A small smile crept across my face. It quickly disappeared as the bullhead hit some turbulence, rocking me around the cabin of the ship.

I placed my hand on the hull and focused my aura into my stomach to hopefully hold off the vomit. My eyes clenched shut as the bile rose slightly from my stomach. 'Out of everything in this world, it had to be motion sickness.' I let out a long sigh as the feeling slowly went away. The bullhead hitched and started to descend to the ground. The loud speaker crackled to life. "Attention passengers, we will be landing shortly. Thank you for the long wait." The pilot sounded young, maybe just out of flight school. Ugh, I'd hate to have that job, especially with my sickness.

As the ship landed I could hear the other passengers pick up their bags and prepare to leave. As I turned to leave a man with white hair dressed in a green suit bumped into me, dropping his briefcase in the process. I reached down and picked up the rather heavy bag. As I returned it to the man's hand I expected him to start yelling about how "I'm such a klutz" or something like that. Instead I received a warm smile from the man. Now that I saw his face he looked young, given the white hair. A weird looking set of glasses sat on the bridge of his nose. A cup of coffee sat in his right hand, steam rising from the beverage. "My apologize sir, I didn't mean to bump into you." I bowed my head slightly when I finished. 'Got to make a good impression right?'

The man shook his head and smiled. "No no it was my fault young man." He looked down to Ember then back to me. "Are you a huntsman?" I shook my head as we walked out of the bullhead. "No, I never really had a reason to." He stopped and tilted his head to the right. "Then what is your purpose of having such a weapon?" I looked down at the ground for a moment then back to him. "I don't really know, I carry this because it is a gift from my old teacher. As for not being a huntsman, I've never really thought about it. Living outside the kingdoms doesn't give you much incentive."

The man put on what seemed to be a thinking face then turned towards the emerald tower. "Perhaps it would be wise to find a purpose, living without one is hardly living at all correct?" Before I could answer the man walked off. I watched as he turned a corner and disappeared into the city. The bullhead behind me lifted off the ground sending a large gust of wind through my golden locks blowing them around. I rubbed a hand through my hair and let out a sigh, glad I got rid of the long side burns and bangs. I did leave them long enough to cover my eyes if needed though. That comes in handy during difficult situations.

With a turn of my heel I headed off into the city, the man's question still plaguing my mind. As I walked I could over hear conversations about random topics. It had been such a long time since I had been in a populated city. It was nice to a degree, but it was also annoying at times. If you wanted to read a good book then you would need to find some corner where no one could bother you or go to a library, but even they weren't safe.

I walked for a good hour before coming up on a bustling night club. The stench of alcohol and other substances radiated from the doors as if they were drenched in it themselves, actually they probably were. Said doors swung open as a couple walked out, or stumbled out would be a better term. The woman had a white dress that was barely hanging onto her frame, her eyes were half open as the hung from the man's shoulder. Her companion didn't look much better. His suit was messed up majorly, the tie was barely attached, hanging down below his belt. Both let out a loud drunken laugh that sounded more like a scream.

The man stumbled causing the woman to laugh maniacally at him. He smiled and jumped at her, the two joined into a overly passionate kiss. I shook my head and walked through the doors, knowing the inside wouldn't get better.

I made my way down the large stairs to the nightclub, bright lights shined around accompanied by loud music that sounded more like someone was scratching a record, yet people were still dancing. I glanced to my left to see twins walking towards me. One wore red and had her arm linked around her twins. Said twin wore white and had blades on her heels. I blinked a few times in disbelief. The pair smiled as they passed then disappeared around a corner. With a sigh I walked the rest of the way to the bar where a large man stood. As I approached he looked me up and down then gave a dissatisfied look. "Aren't you a little too young to be in here kid?" I leaned against the bar and stared him in the eyes. "Would you care if I said yes?" The man smiled slightly and rubbed the table with a rag.

"What ya need kid. I can tell you aren't here for a drink." I nodded and pulled out a black card then placed it on the table. "I was told I could find Well paying jobs here." He nodded and gestured for me to follow him. I grabbed the card as I did. We passed through a curtain into a small room with a table. He sat down and leaned back in the chair. "I'm Junior by the way, this is my club." I took a seat and looked around the room. "It is better than most." I smiled slightly as he kept a straight face. His hand went under the table and pulled out a scroll. He slid it over to me. "Tonight at the harbor, this man will be stealing dust. He needs help getting it out of the city. He will pay well if you don't back talk, or steal his stuff." A picture of Roman Torchwick appeared on the scroll as well as a map of the docks.

I took the scroll into my hand and looked over the map. My eyes flicked to Junior who was lighting a cigar. "So, all I need to do is help move dust?" He nodded and blew a puff of smoke out. "Yep, if it goes hay wire just bolt. You'll get paid depending on the haul." I let out a sigh and placed the scroll down onto the table. "Alright, do I need to meet with him first?" Junior reached over a tapped a button on the table. A little after the twins appeared through the curtain, arms still locked. Junior turned to them and smiled. "Girls, please inform Mr. Torchwick that he will have a new companion during his heist tonight." The twins nodded simultaneously and turned to me then winked and walked out.

I turned to Junior and gave him a 'what was that?' look. he just shrugged and stood up. "The heist is in a hour, so I would head out." He stopped just before walking out and turned to me. "What did you say your name was?" I stood and pulled my hood over my head. I turned to him and frowned. "I didn't." Junior smiled and placed the cigar back into his mouth. "Good." And with that he walked out. His scroll pinged with a message. I reached down and read it. "Kid better be good, don't plan on getting caught tonight. T-" I placed the scroll down and headed for the door.

Chapter end

Okay so I was not expecting this story to blow up from just the first chapter. Not complaining BTW, just surprised. Thank you for all who followed and gave a favorite. Really appreciated.

Anyways how will Jaune hold up with Roman? And what did Ozpin mean by "finding a purpose?" Find out next time on A Different Start! (Dragon ball z yo)

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