"So, at the next Vytal Festival Beacon falls, I lose my arm, Pyrrha dies, and Vomit Boy breaks the world?" Yang dryly chuckled, "Is that what I'm hearing?"

"You skipped over some parts…" The Pyrrha staring out the window chimed in, "But, yeah, that's the gist of it."

"That's it?" Yang yelled, "You find out our headmaster is a literal immortal, that the gods are real, and that his crazy ex-wife is in charge of them all, and THIS is your reaction?!"

"Hm." The same Pyrrha grunted.

Yang made a garbled noise and Ruby didn't blame her. This sounded like something out of her childhood stories. Magic, Time Travel, Multiverse Versions of herself. Well, of Pyrrha, but if there was a Pyrrha, there had to be a Ruby, right?

"I mean…" the Pyrrha holding onto Coco and Velvet shrugged, "We kinda didn't need to hear any of that really." All eyes turned to her, "What? I just figure that the fabric of reality turning to shit takes precedence over one little witch."

Ozpin sighed, "Normally I would agree, only we are losing the war against her. I think this incident may be a blessing in disguise."

"No." the Lover Pyrrha spoke.

"What?" Glynda stared at her.

"For thousands of years these hands were used for battle…" she explained, "Now they are but humble tools for peace." She smiled with an unmistakable ray of light.

"Exactly how old are you?"

She had to think about it for a second, "Ten revolutions of the outermost planet's cycle."

Ozpin spit out his drink, "Ten revolutions comes out to fifty-thousand years! That would make you at least seven-thousand years older than Beacon itself!"

"Give or take."

"I've never been with an older woman before." Coco purred.

"You may be familiar with my nom de plume: Alexander the Great." The name didn't trigger a reaction, "Cesar?" still nothing, "Genghis Khan?" she stared wide eyed at all of them, "This place has an interesting history if you've never heard of them. My point is, I fought for a long time, now I choose my own path. Live in the moment so to speak."

"Those all sound like male names." Weiss pointed out.

"Of course, they are, no kingdom would ever allow a woman to fight for them, so I cut my hair, put on a suit of armor, and the rest is…I can't say history. You get my meaning."

The Window Gazing Pyrrha chimed in, "It's been an eventful day, perhaps we could all benefit from some rest and maybe some clothes." he pointed to the Regenerator still wrapped up in Ruby's hood. "Let's meet back up tomorrow, because I know you have plenty of words for Miss. Goodwitch."


Weiss paced around the dorm as the Pyrrha changed into something more presentable than her birthday suit. She once wished for Pyrrha to be her partner, she looked over at a Pyrrha wearing one of her spare dresses while smoking a stogie as she picked her teeth with a metal claw from between her knuckles. If you make a wish, be as specific as possible…

Her claw retracted and her hand healed instantly. "Do those hurt?" Weiss pointed at her knuckles.

"Every time." Pyrrha said solemnly.

"Why were you attacking…yourself?" Weiss pointed at the shrunken Pyrrha.

"People have been messing with my brain for as long as I can remember." Pyrrha explained, "I've had memories erased and replaced countless times. Fighting myself, it must be Tuesday."

"You're very calm about this, is it more commonplace where you're from?"

Pyrrha nodded, "There are a fair number of telepaths in my…" she felt her neck; her eyes widened, she started to frantically look around for something.

"Are you looking for these?" Weiss held up some dog-tags, "I found them at the docks, who's Wolverine?"

Pyrrha took the tags and put them on, "It's me…from a previous life…"

"Would you mind if I called you that? Saying Pyrrha when there are seven of you would get confusing."


Wolverine stepped out of the room first then stopped. Weiss ran into her back and shrunk under her glare. Wolverine took a few sniffs of the air before unleashing both of her claws. Weiss jumped back and drew Myrtenaster.

"Call the…!" a sword erupted from Wolverine's neck. Before Weiss could even scream, nine additional blades pierced her body. Wolverine slammed to the floor like a sack of potatoes. Weiss gripped one of the blades only to scream as her hand was burned.

"What?!" Weiss cradled her hand as she saw runes glowing on the swords' handles.

Bursting out of the JNPR dorm was Ruby and the Vampire Pyrrha. Ruby rushed to her teammate while Vampire knelt beside Wolverine. "Blessed Blades." They gasped as glowing pages were all nailed to the wall. "A barrier?" They watched as the pages lined the entire hallway. "No…"

A haunted silence fell over them as a figure appeared at the end of the hall. He wore a long white coat, a golden cross around his neck, and a bloody sword in each hand. But the most frightening thing, was his clean-cut blonde hair and stone-cold blue eyes.

"We are the servants of god and the messengers of his justice." He had his voice, if only deeper and more refined, "We are the instruments of his divine wrath on earth. We are called upon to cleanse his kingdom, bringing ash from the flesh of thane enemies. Praise to our lord." He brought his swords up in the shape of a cross, the two edges clashing produced enough of a spark to reveal his face.

"Jaune?!" Ruby and Weiss screamed.

Jaune seemed to ignore them and only focused on the Vampire, "Beautiful moon tonight, don't you think?" Ruby tried to pull a blade out of Wolverine's back and screamed causing Jaune to chuckle. "Your voice sounds so very lovely when you're whimpering in agony, long lady. Don't worry though, you're not dying yet."

Ruby stared wide eyed at Jaune almost as if she were about to cry, but the Vampire Pyrrha stepped in front of her.

"It's been while since I've had a good hunt." He continued, "I plan on enjoying this."

"Vatican Special Division 13, The Iscariot Organization."

Jaune smiled, "Right you are, you pathetic Goodwitch Dogs."

"Did he just say Goodwitch?" Weiss whispered to Ruby. Ruby didn't still visibly shaken at her best friend's threat to kill her.

"You must be Alucard." Jaune started toward them, "The housebroken vampire. The monster who hunts her own kind. The famous Goodwitch family pet."

"What are you doing here father?" Pyrrha started toward him.

"What kind of question is that?" Jaune scoffed as they stood side-by-side.

There was a moment of stillness before Jaune brought up his swords and drove them into Pyrrha's chest. She recoiled at the pain but pulled a massive silver pistol from her coat. She pointed the long barrel at his head and pulled the trigger. Ruby screamed seeing her best friend slump to the ground with his brains decorating the wall.

"You attacked a vampire, head on, in the middle of the night. You didn't even try to catch me by surprise." She scoffed pulling the swords out of her body. "You're a brave man, Father. But you're also a fool."

"Ruby?" Weiss tried shaking her leader.

"S-She k-killed J-Jaune…" Ruby continued to stare at the body.

"That wasn't Jaune…" Wolverine strained.

"Don't talk." The vampire ordered, "You've been stabbed by a Blessed Blade. Now, just…"

There was a low growl behind her, Pyrrha gasped as the two swords pierced her back, "What?!"

"He's alive?!" Weiss shrieked.

Jaune started laughing maniacally as he twisted the blades and ripped them out of her. Pyrrha rolled forward, drew her gun, and began shooting at him. The impact sent him flying back, but he didn't stay down for long. He rose to his feet and began charging at her. Pyrrha continued to shoot, but he just tanked the bullets and kept rushing at her. She jumped into the air and continued firing, but he stretched his arms out and four swords came out of each sleeve, he threw them at her with such force it nearly blew the doors off their hinges. Pyrrha shot the swords out of the air, but Jaune planned for that as he grabbed her whilst she was distracted and pinned her hands to the wall with two more swords.

"Amen." Jaune smiled with four more swords in each hand, he impaled her with all eight before summoning two more and swiftly cut off her head. Jaune started laughing hysterically as Pyrrha's head tumbled on the ground. "That's it?! This thing was Goodwitch's ultimate weapon?! The great domesticated vampire?! What a terrible disappointment! She's a joke! Bloody Protestants screw up everything." He turned his attention to the others but all he saw was a pool of blood. "Well…after all that they were still able to crawl away. It seems I may have underestimated her thralls…" he smiled summoning a sword in each hand.

"P-Pyrrha!" Ruby strained under Wolverine's arm, "You weigh a ton!"

"What was that?" Weiss strained under the other, "Was he like you?"

"No." Wolverine answered, "He didn't smell like a mutant, I don't know what that thing was…"

"Where do you think you're going?" a sword came flying toward Wolverine's head, but it bounced off her metallic skull. "That's interesting, but no matter. There's nowhere to run. Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. We are nothing more than dust. And to the dust we shall return! Amen!"

They made it to the end of the hall, but when they tried to turn, they were met with a violent shock.

"What is this?!" Weiss was familiar with every kind of dust, and that did not feel like any lightning dust she'd ever handled.

"That is a spiritual barrier, little girl." Jaune explained, "It's impossible for abominations such as yourself to penetrate it. Now settle down while I put you to slaughter, you goddamn monster."

Glynda was able to break through part of the barrier with the Original Jaune, she tried to use her magic to disarm the other, but everything seemed to bounce off him. The barrier may have stopped people and semblances, but Glynda pressed a button on her wrist and summoned a locker to her location. Jaune raised his swords when a hail of bullets rang out and his swords were now bits of scrap. All eyes turned to the gunshot and saw Glynda standing there with a smoking gun in her hand.

"Sir Glynda Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing Goodwitch." Jaune smiled, "To what to I owe the honor of such a personal appearance?"

"First of all: that is not my name, second Mr. Arc haven't you realized that you're a long, long way from home?"

"As if I would believe your lies, you filthy Protestant Whore." Father Jaune scoffed, readying two new blades, only to hesitate when he saw himself. It wasn't like he was staring at a clone of himself, he remembered being that small, going to church with his sisters, praying with his mother, "Alright…" his swords vanished up his sleeves, "You've got my attention."

Glynda noticed his hesitation, "Come with me then, you too Mr. Arc."

Jaune was terrified of…himself and followed closely behind Glynda. They rode the elevator back to Ozpin's office, his mug slipped out of his hand when he saw who entered.

"Mr…Arc…what was the spell you and Miss. Belladonna used again?"

"The Runes of Bys-Wer?" Jaune tried to remember correctly.

The colour drained from Ozpin's face and he slammed his hands against the desk for support. He looked as if he would fall over otherwise.

"Professor Ozpin?!" Glynda rushed to his side.

"Headmaster, what's wrong?" Jaune asked.

Ozpin paled, "I fear…I fear that Miss. Nikos wasn't the only one called here…"


Jaune Arc roared as he rushed a scorpion faunus currently running for his life. He punched with his bladed gauntlets, burying his blades into the brute's massive chest. This behemoth rivaled Hazel's size, he laughed as he grabbed his wrist. The scorpion started rapidly sticking him with his tail. He saw the wound turn purple but only to heal and return to normal.

"Cease!" Cinder demanded stomping her heel toward them, "CEASE!"

"Be calm, show no fear, he'll destroy you otherwise." A voice softly spoke from behind Salem's throne.

Salem nodded and cleared her throat, "That's enough, Sabretooth, release him."

While Jaune, or Sabretooth, ignored the shrieking from Cinder, he dispiritedly sighed and dropped Tyrion at Salem's orders. Hazel looked behind her throne and saw a chair with another Jaune, but this one was hooked up to a wide array of machines while plopped in front of a TV.

Another strange addition to the dark castle was a fairly large hexagonal dais. It split into two longitudinal seams creating two hemispheres. Hazel only caught a glimpse of the back of a horrifically burned scalp before a black helmet was lowered over said scalp. There was a high-pitched whistle as the helmet sealed itself closed. A loud mechanical breathing echoed as the person inside turned around.

"I have found him." Stepping out of the chamber was a seven-foot-tall suit of black armor. Their voice was heavily distorted, and their footsteps echoed with every step, the armor must have been several hundred pounds at least.

"Your former master?" the Jaune behind the throne asked.

"He's in the abandoned city. This Mountain Glenn."

"Will you be able to defeat him?" Hazel asked.

There was a sharp his and a blood red light bathed her dark helm. Jaune snapped his fingers and a dark portal opened. The armor stepped through, and the portal vanished.


"I apologize for calling you all back up here again so soon." Ozpin explained, "It has come to my attention that the situation is more complicated than we thought." Everyone gasped when the Jaune wearing a long white coat came out from behind Ozpin. "The spell Mr. Arc used was of my own design. It was intended for me to go forward in time to aid my next vessel. My blood for the target and my soul to power the spell."

"But since Pyrrha's blood was the target, and I was the power…"

"Exactly." Ozpin nodded.

"Will you be able to reverse it?" Blake asked.

Ozpin frowned, "I don't know Miss. Belladonna. It's been generations since I used the old magics…I…

"You're not telling us everything." The Jaune dressed in a long white coat said.

Ozpin gulped, "I may have…given away most of my magic to the Maidens."

Glynda's wrist started blinking, "We've got more incoming." She summoned the map, "In Mountain Glenn, two targets." Glynda looked at the room, "Ruby, Weiss, Jaune, and Pyrrha. Everyone else, just stay here." Glynda used her glyphs to teleport them to Mountain Glenn.

"Hey." Jaune gently tapped Pyrrha's arm as they walked, "We haven't really had a chance…"

"I'm not her." Pyrrha stopped.

"W-What?"

"I'm not the Pyrrha you know, Jaune. The girl you love is gone…I…I just met you Jaune and I find out you broke the universe for me? I…I just need some time…" Pyrrha took off too to catch up with the rest of them.

Jaune stared and the ground unmoving, almost comatose as Pyrrha's words repeated themselves in his head. It took Ruby yelling to knock him out of it before slowly rejoined them.

"I found him!" Ruby pointed at a significantly older Jaune with long slicked back hair and a full beard standing in what used to be Mountain Glenn's Downtown. As they started toward him, purple glyphs pulled them back.

"Wait." Glynda pulled them behind cover, "He's waiting for someone, and given recent events I think we know who." Glynda clapped her hands together and sent a small glyph into that Jaune's head. "A simple spy spell, we can see and hear everything he does for the moment."

As if on cue, an enormous black suit entered the clearing. It was over 2 meters tall, the metallic boots echoed in the silent city, but what sent shivers up their spines was the mechanical breathing coming from it. The figure stopped, and they could see various bright lights on its chest piece and belt.

"Have you come to destroy me, Jaune?" the voice didn't even sound like Pyrrha. It was so heavily distorted, she sounded like a robot.

Old Jaune was holding the handle of a sword, he pressed a button and a blue energy blade shot out, "I will do what I must."

Pyrrha pulled her own handle from her belt, "Then you will die!"

She lunged forward and the two started fighting. Old Jaune was surprisingly spry for his age, as he dodged and countered Pyrrha's attacks. This one was so slow, they were used to her acrobatics, but her lack in speed was countered with the force behind each swing. The echoing thud could be heard across the city as she attacked, Jaune was even having difficulty maintaining his block.

"Energy swords!" Ruby couldn't help but geek out.

"Not what I was expecting." Weiss studied the other Pyrrha.

"It has to be the suit." Pyrrha commented, extending her hand she gasped.

"What? What is it?"

"I-I can feel the metal in…me…my arms and legs have been replaced…I can feel so much more inside…I-I'm more machine than human!"

Weiss yanked her hand away, breaking the connection, "Pyrrha look at me…Look!" Weiss dragged her chin and forced her to look at her, "That is not you. You're you." Weiss took her hand a placed it over her chest. "See? You can feel it right?"

Pyrrha shakenly nodded, when Ruby pointed at the fight, "They're going into the city!"

"Stay down Miss. Rose!" Glynda ordered, "We don't know anything about these two…we should wait for their match to conclude."

The group went back to the glyph and they could see them fighting in an alley, their energy swords clashing and slicing through buildings like a hot knife through butter. Jaune unleashed a flurry of attacks to push her back, then he held out his arm and tried to bring a wall down on her.

Pyrrha raised her arm and stopped the wall, "Your strength has returned. But the weakness!" she tossed the wall back into the building as she tore a chunk of concrete out of another wall. "Still remains!" She hurled the chunk at him, but he blocked and destroyed it.

Jaune charged forward and attacked but Pyrrha blocked and drove her metallic fist into his nose. He recovered just in time to block her next attack. As their swords were locked, she ripped another piece out of the wall and swept his ankles. She slammed her sword into the ground, but he rolled away at the last second.

"That is why…" she slammed her hand on the ground, "You'll always lose!" The ground split apart, Jaune screamed as he landed in the sewers. Pyrrha walked over to the edge and looked down at him. She raised her hand to another building, crushed it, and brought the debris down on top of him. The Pyrrha watching pulled her knees into her chest and hid her face. "Did you truly think you could defeat me? You have failed, Master."

"Wait what?" Pyrrha looked up.

"Interesting." Glynda noted, "It would seem that the roles were reversed here. Instead of you training Mr. Arc on the rooftop, in their world, he trained you."

"She's coming…what do we do?" Ruby asked seeing the robotic Pyrrha come back into the clearing.

She continued walking until she stopped, she looked in their direction but was distracted when Jaune attacked from behind. Pyrrha blocked his attack, but gasped when he went on the offensive and continued the assault. She held out her hand to stop his attack, he strained before jumping back to break her hold and attacked again. Jaune roared as used his power to send her flying through a building and imbedded herself in another.

"Holy shit!" Weiss gasped grabbing Pyrrha's hand.

Jaune raised his arms and debris levitated behind him. He started walking toward her as the debris crashed into her. She tried to regain her footing, but the debris didn't stop. She kicked off the building she was against and thrust her sword forward. Jaune had to break his concentration to block and the two crashed through another building.

The energy blades sparked as they clashed, Jaune thrusted forward and Pyrrha grabbed the scruff of his robes. He twirled around blocking her anticipated attack. He broke her grip on him and slammed the butt of his sword into her chest piece numerous times. Her synthesized breathing became erratic, and her moves were slowing. She barely blocked another attack when he used his power to grab a rock and throw it into her.

"He's going to kill her…" Jaune whispered.

Pyrrha attacked, but Jaune easily sidestepped and slashed her back causing her to fall.

Pyrrha wheezed as she dragged herself to her feet. Jaune tried to send her flying but only managed to push her back a few feet into the clearing. Jaune jumped into the air and brought his sword down on her helmet. An explosion of sparks backed him off as Pyrrha gasped. Her breathing apparatus was malfunctioning, and she could barely stand.

"P-Pyrrha?" Jaune gasped seeing her burned face. There was little to see, but what little they could see explained everything. The burns on her face were so severe, if they didn't know that was Pyrrha, they wouldn't have been able to tell.

"Pyrrha's gone…" her normal voice came out, "I am what remains."

Jaune could hold back the tears as he stared into her one emerald eye, "I'm sorry…I'm sorry, Pyrrha…for all of it…"

Pyrrha was silent as she stared at her former master, she let out a distorted breath, "I am not your failure, Jaune… When I went up that tower…it was my choice…you didn't kill Pyrrha Nikos…I did. The same way…I will destroy you!"

Jaune stared at her with tears running down his cheeks, "Then my friend is truly dead. Goodbye, Lord Vader."

"Jaune!" Pyrrha fell to a knee as he walked away from her, "JAAAAAUNE!"

"Another time." Hazel said stepping out of a portal. He lifted the broken Pyrrha up and took her back through the portal.


Lord Vader's broken breathing echoed through the castle as Hazel rushed her to her chamber. Setting her inside the chamber began to repair her suit before sealing itself shut to do its job.

"Did you plant the bomb?" the Jaune from behind Salem's throne asked.

"We did." Mercury kicked up his feet, "How come you're doing this again?"

"You know the expression: 'The bigger they are, the harder they fall'?" Jaune asked but he shushed everyone as he found the news channel.

"This is Lisa Lavender coming to you live at the scene of an explosion here in Downtown Vale!" Lisa reported in front of a fiery hellscape. Cars were overturned, buildings collapsed, and emergency vehicles were on the scene. "It appears the local shopping centre was the latest target for the White Fang Terrorist Organization. As earlier today a group of faunus protesters gathered to voice their opinion on lack of faunus owned stores in said centere."

"Is there a point to this?" Mercury sighed.

"Be silent and you'll find out." Cinder hissed wondering about the plan herself.

"This is amazing! I can't believe what I'm seeing! A lone huntress has gone into the blazing inferno and began pulling people out with blinding speeds! She's already rescued one-hundred people at least and it hasn't even been ten minutes!" There was a booming laughter as a tall figure stood on top of an overturned bus. She had people on her back and people under her arms. "There she is! Wait…is that…Pyrrha Nikos?! She has more people!"

"Fear not citizens!" Pyrrha declared, "Hope has arrived! Because I am here!"

"If you still don't understand Mr. Black, the people need a symbol of peace." Jaune explained before smiling, "They need a false sense of security, then when the time is right. Just as quickly as she came, she'll be destroyed."