((Hello all and welcome to the newest chapter of Saiyan Soul Arc. I hope you all have been enjoying the series and for today I am going to do a new idea. Cardin Winchester as much as I hate him and will forever hate him, will be receiving an Upgrade of sorts. It will be interesting to see how much one can change with what I do. So please hold on for the ride. All im going to say is No one Knows what Cardin's semblance is either so with a bit of mischief on my part he will be receiving the same semblance as Jaune: Soul, but theres a twist. Anyways lets get onto the chapter shall we?))

Story Progression: Normal Font

Speaking: "Hello" , "Masked Speaking", "God Speaking"

Thoughts: 'Thinking' , "Talking telepathically" , "Masked Talking telepathically ,'Masked Thinking', "God talking telepathically" , 'God thinking'

Newspaper/News on television: News , "News person talking"

Techniques: "^Kamehameha^"

Actions: *Explosion*

+pov (Point of View)+

Location: -Vale-

Separation Lines are the gray text walls.

... = Transitions

-Sanus, Vale, Beacon Academy-

+Third Person POV+

Cardin Winchester had been feeling odd ever since his defeat from the filthy monkey boy known as Jaune Arc. Oh how he hated that black haired kids smug expression every time the ginger had tried to and failed to bully the dirty faunus and put the animal in its place, Beneath its betters: Himself and Humanity. However it seemed as if the bastard had a sixth sense and always with out fail had managed to avoid or dodge any of his ambushes, attacks, bullying, etc.

The armored leader of CRDL had to resort to bullying the bunny faunus in Lunch in order to fix his pride.

It seemed that Oum or fate or what ever loved screwing with him had different ideas because Jaune Arc had stepped in during lunch and proceeded to make him look like a fool in front of everyone else while also saving the other Faunus from being bullied as well.

Cardin at first thought that him, Sky, Russel, and Dove could all team up on the weirdly brown tailed boy, but the tide had quickly turned against their favor when not only did Jaune beat them all at once, he did it almost single handed. Literally. The reason why he said almost is because he didn't know if using a tail and a leg with one arm was considered single handed or not.

There the feeling had increased and had only been increasing since then.

When he looked into the mirror Cardin noticed that his skin was slowly getting paler and that his hair was slowly falling out as well, but those were just some of the negatives. Another was some weird reoccurring dream about being killed by three different warriors that could transform. One of which repeated three times.

The positives however proved much more noticeable. For one Cardin was slowly growing more and more powerful as well as gaining more and more Aura. The ginger was also feeling something else, something much more warmer and powerful growing inside him as well. In fact there had been times where Jaune would look his way almost like his was in fear, but at the same time excited and like he was feeling nostalgia.

Winchester had no idea what to make of it, but he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth when his body also had undergone a change that made him look more muscular than before.

Unfortunately every time Cardin had fought Jaune the armored boy had lost. Even if the fights were getting closer and closer between him and the monkey it seemed as if The Arc was always three steps ahead. On the bright side he had grown to be one of the strongest in their year. He in fourth, Yang in third, Pyrrha in second and Jaune in first.

Everyone else who had fought him had lost almost with no effort. Nora was always a challenge, but he was faster than she was stronger. Blake was weaker, but had better reflexes so he relied on his now overwhelming amount of stamina to beat her. Ren was smarter and better control of his Aura so Cardin had to use his strength and armor to power through the hail storm of bullets in order to get close and get the win. Ruby was much faster than he could even see and her Scythe was a master piece between ranged blade and ranged weaponry, but her semblance drained her aura faster too so in order to win The Winchester had to use his own reflexes and large amount of Aura in order to dance his way through the rain of sniper rounds while also ducking back or to the side and down in order to avoid her long reach curved blade.

Yang and Pyrrha were his only problem that wasn't the faunus bastard when it came to fighting.

Both having ridiculous semblances that easily bested his other strategies of winning.

Yang was too powerful and strong so getting up close was not an option. Relying on reflexes was a bad idea since she used a combination of Aura and Shotgun shells to cover a wide area of damage at a medium range as well. While he did have her outclassed in speed, it didn't help to much when his fast paced weak attacks designed to chip away were only absorbed by her semblance and made her stronger and more powerful as a result. If he increased his strength in his speedy attacks he ran the risk of cutting her hair which had only ended badly for who ever dared to do that. It didn't help that her Aura was almost mastered and that hers was almost as large as his and Jaune's. So in the end the Xio-Long had secured her place above him for now.

Pyrrha was a different kind of monster. She had years of real experience fighting being Mistrals champion four years in a row. There was also the fact that she had a long range weapon in the form of both a rifle and a spear. He couldn't hit her up close or else he ran the risk of being stabbed, couldn't go medium unless he wanted to be bludgeoned by the spears end, and he couldn't go long range unless he wanted to be shot. This was not including the fact that she had armor, a shield and a sword as well. ALSO her aura while not as large as his and the Arc's was not to be underestimated since she knew how to manipulate it and her semblance to high degrees. Speaking of the girl's semblance...Polarity was just so unfair. They virtually lived in a world of metal. She could have been better than she was now if she showed it off and trained it more. She could become a one man army if she so chose to. He only noticed that it was polarity because of a subtle hand movement he caught from her that his weapon miraculously followed, but when he retaliated with a boot to her stomach she had defended with her shield not using her hand movement at all meaning it was not telekinesis like Ms. GoodWitch had. Pyrrha more than earning her place above him for now as well.

Cardin refused to acknowledge Jaune was above him in any way. So he didn't think about the reality of himself being outclassed in every single way by the filthy monkey.

Anyways as the Winchester wanted to be number one he had decided it would be best in order to train. To train as hard as possible. He lifting weights heavier than he thought he could ever lift, Running faster than ever dreamed possible, getting his three team mates to attack him all at once in order to work on his reflexes, constantly fighting Pyrrha and Yang in GoodWitches class in order to build up his stamina and endurance.

It was all leading to a goal. A fantasy that he worked to make reality: Kill Jaune Arc. Kill the filthy monkey. Put the animal into its place and then only when it begged for death would he be malevolent and keep going. Until his got sick of playing with the animal and put it out of it's misery. Only after he had established who was on top of the chain and that Humanity would always be better than the faunus.

That he would always be better than Jaune.

The feeling only increased as he envisioned multiple ways of Killing the black haired boy. Each more violent than the last. Pure unadulterated hatred fueled his desire to see the light fade from those smug charcoal black eyes. To watch the red blood soak his hands, his body, and the floor. To rid the world of one more animal. Cardin felt that he was in the right. His father and Grandfather had in grained this racism into him at a young age. Rage stemming from the Faunus war burning like the sun deep in his soul.

That coupled with this feeling made him think...Bigger.

What would he do after he killed Jaune Arc? The filthy monkey that had dared to try and out muscle him? The Winchester thought that it only felt right if the rest of that dirty race were to follow him into the after life, to wipe out the animals completely and cleanse this world of the Faunus.

Extermination. Genocide. No those were not the words he would use. All he would be doing is cleaning. Getting rid of the filth that had been around too long for his tastes. To Kill every last Faunus. Every man, woman, and child. Cardin Winchester would be seen as the hero. The man who made Humanity Great. The man who made Humanity the Apex Predator. No more competing for land with Faunus when they were all gone. Their land would go to the Humans and they would be able to grow unrestricted. The Grimm were not a problem after all. Once Faunus were gone Humanity could be united and destroy the creatures of darkness.

In the end they would thank him. He would stand at the top. So what if he sat on a throne of corpses?

History was written by the victors after all. Those corpses would be all terrorists, Traitors, and threats to life everywhere. By the time anyone realized his true goal it would be far too late and with his ascension and becoming Emperor of Remnant nothing and no one would stop him.

Not even that filthy monkey bastard named Jaune Arc.

So Cardin trained and trained. Unaware that his skin was growing progressively paler, that his hair was falling out more and more, and that the sensation; the feeling in his soul and body was only growing larger and larger. Pushing him further and further down the wrong path.

...

Jaune was training as well.

The Arc knew the feeling coming from Cardin. He knew it all to well. It was the same feeling that in his memories as Bardock, that they Saiyan felt from Frieza. An Arcosian or Frost Demon.

So he wanted to prepare. His Saiyan blood had called to him loudly. It demanding that he end Cardin once and for all. That he should kill him while he still could. Bardock's memories showed what Frieza could do: Destroying a Planet. That type of potential and power was frightening especially if Cardin wielded it. The ginger was a hardcore racist and he could only dread to guess what the Winchester would use that type of power for.

But there was also the fact that his Saiyan blood relished the challenge the leader of CRDL brought. That he could keep up with his strength and speed. His stamina and endurance.

Jaune knew that he should Kill Cardin. That if Winchester ever reached the Full Power of Frieza it could only mean the end of the world or the death of thousands if not millions. But he had too much fun fighting him. Too much of a good challenge facing him. A Rival to push him to his limits and beyond.

There was also the fact that Jaune wanted to achieve the type of power he had felt when facing Cardin a while back. The Arc noticed the Gold energy around him and the humungous boost he had gained. So he had been training to the point of breaking his body in order to feel even a small sliver of that power again. The Saiyan had felt it every now and again while training. The feeling eluding him ever so slightly every time he tried to reach out and grab it. Metaphorically of course.

In the end he was satisfied that he was at least feeling it and was close to accomplishing his goal.

There were many reasons for wanting this power. Some were selfish. Some were great. The main reason however was the biggest and noblest: To Protect. To protect his loved ones. To protect the Faunus and the Humans.

With this in mind the feeling only grew. It pushing him more and more on the path for good.

((And that is all for today. I hope you all enjoyed.

This chapter is filler, but it is important.

It details the thoughts and slow fall of Cardin.

In the RWBYverse team CRDL is dead.

At least I think so.

I mean no one has seen them or CFVY since Season 3 and I think that they are all dead along with Port because they were all useless.

At least we see Oobleck in volume 4, but who actually knows where they are or how they are doing.

In the end im only trying to add onto the lacking story of RWBY because while Rooster teeth is great, especially when it comes to their new shows, old shows, and RWBY: they always seem to lack a lot of sense.

For example in Volume 4 or 5 when Weiss escapes on the ship and it crashes by the Branwen camp She totally forgets the Pilot who helped her and left him to die in the burning ruble that potentially exploded.

Not exactly a huntress thing to do.

Don't get me started on the rest of the Plot holes in it either.

Anyways enough ranting.

This is King signing off. Peace out.))