Hello, I am clueless about where this is headed. Hopefully the pacings good enough.
Hoarding was Jaunes special way of coping. Of course he didn't just hoard any material. He hoards dust, and not the dust you see in market displays - no those are way to expensive - he collects worn out dust. specifically the crystals.
Dust used in batteries? Its quite rare but when you do find one intact, well, it's quite a sight to behold.
Safe to say that all that Jaune collects were dustinguished. Ahem.
Anyways. A lot of people had asked him, why collect this? why collect that? why collect something thats already been spent? In truth, he didnt know either.
It could be that it was because it reflected him in some way, or the opposite. But however you look at it, you can't deny their beautiful light when it glows under the sun.
He wanted more of it.
That's why he's out in the wild looking for one. He collects them everyday here, in this lush green forest potentially infested with grimm. Does he's parents know? He hoped not.
There was some things that should be kept secret lest you want to start trouble. Jaune's parents, despite their history, was very protective of him.
Last time they knew about them hecaused an explosion. Apparently your not supposed to mix different kinds of dusts with each other-even when their useless. Because when you add a dust with atleast half of it's energy remaining, then you get a bomb neatly placed inside of your drawer. Since then when I come home bringing a new dust for my collection, they give me a rant of what happened last time.
How would I know anyways, Its not like I have of what not to do in life.
He approached a clearing and saw an abandoned airship. It looked like something exploded in that area.
It would be wise if he avoid that area. Afterall, With all those holes in its shell it's bound to have some g-
Ooh is that a red dust?, don't mind if I do.
Despite all the red flags being waved in front of him, he ignored them all just for the sane reason he gets another crystal. Nothing exploded fortunately, and he continued to survey the area for more remaining dust. He checked under debris and leaves for one-even the smallest gaps- but he found none.
"I don't get it, this place is riddled with massive explosions, there's bound to be one somewhere. " He looked at the dust in his hand "well that's one I guess" feeling disappointed, he walked away from the doomed site with only but one dust in his fanny pack.
He sighed "Oh well, theres a search and destroy party coming today anyways. With the amount of guns they have, there's bound to be some crystals there" People sometimes do leave their clips when they replace a new one.
but he was only their for one kind of dust. the fire dust also commonly known as just red dust. these dusts carry huge amount of fire power when directly absorbed. the only other places you could find one of these is in vehicles, more specifically engines.
red dust also has one thing that all the other dusts lack. they absorb energy making them the most renewable source of energy in the entire dust category. But of course the downside is is that it is very place specific. it is so rare in fact that only ten mines have been found to contain them, and only eight are being used.
He'd already marked and tracked the party, all he had to do now was wait till the sun falls halfway before night. Which meant three more hours of wait.
No problem, I'll just search for more dust in the meanwhile. But after that, snacks!
Opening a bag of chips, he didn't notice how hungry he actually was until he devoured the whole bag in under 60 seconds.
'buurp'
"Whew, better make sure I bring a second bag in the next trip-and maybe add a couple of sweets" he said licking his lips.
He walked deeper into the forest and started to feel drowzy. It could've just been the food that made him feel sleepy. He saw a tree and climbed on top of it. this ought to do the trick, he thought while placing his bag a bit higher on top of another branch. he slouched comfortably in his made up bed and quickly fell asleep.
When he woke up the first thing he realized was the itch in his back. He went down immediately and noted the dark looming closer. He panicked as he thought he overslept and was now frantically looking around for his bag until he remembered where he put it.
He ran along the direction of his mental map and hid behind a bush when he spotted light coming from that direction.
"Whew, guess I wasn't late"
As stubborn as he's naps were it never changes to amaze him how much faster he could run after a good rest. He laid low not risking to be spotted. spotted as if he needed to be here which he wasn't .
in truth there really wasn't any reason for him to be here, he could just wait them out and grab the dust when their done. He was only here to experience, or rather watch the true hunters at work. honestly, despite his eccentric behavior towards crystals, he always wanted to become one of those protectors of man if only for his family's long legacy.
Gunshots were heard deeper in to the forest. It sounded like a battle was taking place, if the sound of roars and battle cries werent a give away. His legs ran as fast as it could. The sound of battle got closer and he slowed down .
Taking out his camera, he started filming the battle. His mother always told him hes got a nack for cinematography, Although he thought she just said that to convinve him of another profession besides being a huntsman.
"Oh shoot-Everyone watch out...!" one of the men shouted when his hands slipped and triggered his gun-sword? now in addition to what they were fighting, there was now a rogue bullet on the loose richocheting very dangerously close to them. It cycled a couple more rounds, killing a few grimm until finally ending in a tree.
Jaune crouched down very stiffly as a bullet hole just above his head was smoking, still with red marks.
Im not writing that much. But its only the first chapter.