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Soon enough, Jaune and the others were all back at Beacon for the second semester of their second year. Most of Beacon's students had also returned, though a few decided to remain at their new school. A few first-year teams had also decided to enroll at Beacon, namely team MNKI, MAYA, and a few other teams from each Academy, though only five in total coming. They were all waiting at the auditorium to be instructed where to go.
"Welcome to a new semester at Beacon," announced Glynda Goodwitch, now Headmistress of Beacon Academy, "The faculty and I are pleased to see some new faces as well as many familiar ones. Thanks to a combined effort from not only Vale's citizens but other prominent names from the other Kingdoms, Beacon Academy was able to open its doors even after suffering severe damage last year. Please follow the staff members as we will attempt to explain everything new here as well as several additions to the rule and staff. We will assign your dormitories after orientation."
Though Jaune was familiar with the layout due to Junior owning quite a bit of property on Beacon, there were quite a few new things. The library had certainly changed from its rustic look to a more hi-tech approach and the new additions to the combat arena were also enjoyed by all the students.
After exploring the repaired Academy, the students were finally released to their dorms. As requested as well as being one of the main donors and savior, Jaune was able to get a three-story building for Team JNPR, RWBY, SSSN, and NDGO. The first floor was primarily used as a hangout/study, as there was a kitchen along with several entertainment systems as well as a dining room. There was also a large room where they could sing or dance should they feel like it, something Weiss was pleased with.
The second floor was comprised of multiple study rooms for them, enough that each one could get one for themselves, as well as a larger study hall for all of them to gather up.
The last floor was where they would all be sleeping, comprised of six rooms. There were no beds, something that they would have to order once they all figured out who would be sleeping where. Thankfully, there were three bathrooms on the top floor and two on the first and second floor.
"Nice digs," said Sun as he quickly made himself comfortable on a couch. Weiss was in the music room, taking the time to sing to her heart's content and enjoy the peace while it lasted. She was joined by Sage, who put his cello skills to use again, along with Octavia playing the violin. Scarlet, Ruby, Yang, Dew, Pyrrha, and Gwen were at the kitchen, cooking something to celebrate the new semester and keeping Nora out so she wouldn't turn it into a danger zone. Jaune and Ren were meditating on the roof. Neptune and Nebula had joined Sun in relaxing for a bit.
"I wonder how we're going to plan the sleeping quarters," wondered Neptune.
"Obviously Jaune gets his own room," said Nebula with an eye-roll, "Probably get the biggest bed so he can have at least three girls in bed with him. A room for all the boys together to make it easier, and a room for all the girls. Ren will probably get his own room, and I doubt Nora will sleep without him. Same with Octavia. The twins that are with Ren will probably come sleep over once in a while. That's two room we can still use."
"I wouldn't mind a sharing room with Gwen," raised Sun.
"Of course you wouldn't," answered Nebula, rolling her eyes once more, "And no Neptune, I'm not sharing a room with you yet. We may be doing it, but I've yet to decide if it's serious. We've only gone on a few dates."
Neptune pouted and curled up like a kicked puppy, causing Sun and Nebula to laugh. Soon enough, it was dinner time.
Back at an Atlas boot camp, Whitley Schnee was still growling about the unfairness he was dealing with back in his tent. Ironwood had sent a report back to Jacques stating that despite the punishment and attempted counseling, Whitley refused to change his ways and worldview. Right now, Jacques was very close to sending his son to juvenile hall if he didn't change for the better soon.
Whitley was once again plotting his future plans, this time including familicide. He saw the truth now, or rather his personal truth. He was the true Schnee, not his father, and certainly not his sisters. His father was just someone who inherited the name when he married in. As he was muttering to himself, fortune shown upon him. Ironwood and Winter were off base for a military meeting, as well as few of the higher military ranking men and women. Security was rather lax at the moment. They were located at a very isolated place, surrounded by nature's fury. It was hardly a valuable place to attack, as the base had no valuable intel that could harm Atlas, nor did it have any sort of secret weapon. And yet...
BOOM
The whole base was shaken from a devastating blast to the gates.
"What the?" said a guard before a knife to the throat silenced him permanently.
The Atlas guards began to fire at the invaders, but they quickly died from the mysterious invaders. Whitley stayed in his tent, quaking in fear until his tent opened. He let off a very high pitch scream as two men entered.
"Calm yourself, Whitley Schnee, you are among friends."
Arthur Watts and Merlot had entered the tent.
"We're here to rescue you," grinned Merlot.
"Afterall, it is unbefitting for the true heir to the SDC to be rotting in here while the others steal your family name and bloodright," praised Arthur, "Your assistance to our endeavor against Beacon was helpful, even if we did not succeed. And it occurred to us, we never rewarded you for your assistance."
"So what, you're breaking me out?" asked Whitley, "What good will that do if I can't inherit the SDC?"
"Ah but you are mistaken," Arthur gently corrected him, "There are a few ways to inherit it even if your father has 'disowned' you. While your father is a businessman, he is not of the Schnee bloodline. Meaning that you have a greater claim than he does by blood than by marriage. True, he is the current CEO of the SDC, but we can make sure that he... 'retires' early."
"Then what? My sister," a glowering Whitley spat with Venom, "Weiss still holds the greater claim than me."
"That's where you're wrong," smiled Arthur, "There are multiple scenarios that we can pan out to your favor. One is that we 'convince' the board of directors within the company that you are their best hope. Though Jacques may hold the board in his ironclad grip, Weiss does not. With some convincing, they can vote Weiss out and bring you in instead. If that doesn't work, then you can duel against Weiss for the position, as you did not refute it like your other sister Winter did."
"Aye, and with my help and some cybernetics, I can make you much more powerful than any Huntress," grinned Merlot, "Surely you've heard of my work."
"I have," admitted Whitley, "But on what grounds would they even accept a duel?"
"They have no choice," explained Arthur, "Nicholas Schnee was a businessman, but he was first and foremost, a Huntsman. And within those records, there are old rites that he kept hidden within the business that makes it legal for someone from the family to duel for the right to own the SDC. And even if they manage to somehow circumvent that, we can just force both sisters to an early retirement like their father. Or force them to choose."
"Good, good," grinned Whitley before frowning, "But it would be hard to get Weiss, especially with that blasted Ryu-Long, stealing MY toy and thunder."
"Not to worry, we are allied with a group that can take care of him," waved Merlot, "Plus, my newest inventions will surely give him trouble, if not kill him."
"And what do you want out of this?" asked Whitley, knowing there had to be something.
"Sharp as usual," complimented Arthur, "We won't ask for anything too big. Just perhaps delay an order of Dust to some places, maybe drop a crate at a certain location whenever we require. Minor favors here and there and nobody will ever know about our connection."
"And how will we do this?" persisted Whitley.
"Quite easy. We make it so it seemed like you died here. We bring you to our headquarters, help you get stronger. When we feel like you are strong enough, Jacques Schnee will come with a terminal illness. As he dies, you reveal yourself, the lost son coming back home to reclaim his position. From there, you can duel with Weiss and destroy her, and if she refuses, she comes down with the same thing as her father. A rather terminal illness," grinned Merlot, his left cybernetic eye glowing.
"I say get me out of here," snapped Whitley as he stood up and shook both man's hands.
'Finally I'm getting what I deserve,' thought Whitley, 'Soon I'll take the position as CEO of the SDC, and no filthy animal, man, or blasted Ryu-Long will block me!"
Winter and James Ironwood would return to see the camp completely desolated of life. This set off a chain reaction that no camp was safe, and security was tightened even more. Though the military couldn't figure out why that location had been important to the enemy at all. Jacques Schnee cried some tears about his only son now presumably dead, and even Klein raised a toast to the boy, though it was difficult for him to think of anything positive from Whitley. Weiss was promptly notified, and though she mourned, she couldn't really bring herself to be too depressed about him as he had tried to rape her partner.
Back at Beacon, the rooms were split exactly as Nebula had predicted. Already, items were being ordered to fill the rooms, kitchens, and anything else they needed. A few other students complained about how Beacon was prioritizing them over the other until they found out Jaune was part of the group, and that Junior had helped construct over 50% of Beacon, and merely asked for a personal building that could easily be converted into another dorm when Jaune and the others were finished with Beacon.
Of course, classes were already back in session. Being in their second year of the second semester, Jaune and the others found their classes being focused more into Dust research, missions, and adaptability. And even though Goodwitch was the Headmistress, she still found time to teach students in the battle arena every now and then, as it was her passion.
Today was no different as the second year students found themselves in the newest arena, which was roughly two times bigger than the old one. The stands that usually surrounded the middle had been collapsed into the wall to provide more room. They had been instructed to come without their usual choice of weapon. Ruby cried as she left Crescent Rose in her locker.
"As you've noticed students, I have called you in here to the battle arena without your usual choice of weapons," started Goodwitch, "The reason for this is simple. Today we will be conducting a mock battle against Grimm."
With a snap of her fingers, the arena changed scenes into a mock version of the city of Mountain Glenn.
"As you've heard, the Vale council has decided it is time to reattempt to take Mt. Glenn. The Grimm have made themselves scarce all around Vale, including the dead city, thanks to the events of last year's Battle of Beacon. Because of this, I've decided to combine a few lessons into one. Your mission today will be to defend an outpost from Grimm attacks for 48 hours. That means you will be living here at the arena for the day. The holographic Grimm will act like whatever Grimm it chooses, and will attack like it."
"Err, what about weapons?" asked a student.
"You will have to find them yourselves," smirked Goodwitch, causing a good many to gulp. They did not want to go hand to hand combat against the Grimm, no matter how good they thought they were.
"There will be times during your career that you may find your weapon broken, jammed, or lost due to a variety of factors," continued Glynda, "You are expected to find replacement weapons from whatever you can scavenge, or learn to beat a Grimm with your fists, Aura, or Semblance. If you think it's impossible, I suggest you listen to one of Professor Port's stories. To be more specific, ask for the one where he camped out at the outskirts of Vacuo and forgot his weapon Blunderbuss. He tends not to exaggerate that one." Glynda smiled at that before continuing, "Not only will you have to defend yourselves with your wits only, but there will be random intervals of Grimm waves. That means you are expected to stay alert, maintain constant vigilance, and schedule your own sleeping times. While outside, the Grimm do not care if you are using the bathroom. Even if you have to humiliate yourself, you are expected to survive. The training session will start in one hour. I suggest you all use the bathroom before we start the scenario."
As the students scurried to the nearby restrooms, Glynda called out to Jaune.
"And Mr. Ryu-Long? Please do not use the dragon that you summoned in Beacon for this, nor your flight ability. No need to make it easy for the other students, and we can't expect to have somebody with powerful allies by their side."
The simulation started as soon as one hour was up. They were all in a mock city of Mt. Glenn with structures and everything, even metallic parts on the ground. Each student was forced to wear a special suit with sensor nodes upon every inch. Quite a few students stood in awe the holographic projections of the arena while many other were already searching for weapons or anything to defend themselves with when suddenly...
"Oh shit Grim!" screamed one of the students. Before he could react, the Beowolves attacked the student, followed by three others. Some of the students panicked while the victim's teammates rushed in to save him with just their bare hands. By the time they managed to pry off the holographic Beowolves, a buzzer rang out.
"Jainil of team JAMM is dead. Please leave the arena."
The cold announcement had them all realize if this had been real, then Jainil really would've been dead. The suits they had been forced to wear also gave accurate results of their Aura levels and vital signs. Meaning that Jainil had received enough damage that it would have killed him. The suits themselves were designed so when, say, a Beowolf chomped down on a students hand, the suit would simulate the situation, making the student unable to use that said hand until the Beowolf let go. Of course, if it was 'bitten off', then the said hand could not be used anymore. It really drove the message into them all. They had to treat this as though it was real.
As the students began to realize this, more Grimm attacked. As if to taunt them, even a few Mutant Grimm had been added into the fray. As a Mutant Beowolf slashed down on a student, the student put her hands up to defend herself and waited for the attack to land. When it never came, she looked up to see Jaune had drop-kicked the Mutant Grimm away.
"Those who aren't confident in hand to hand combat, drop back and find something to use as a weapon! Everybody who is, form a perimeter and fend the Grimm off! Use your Semblance if needed!" commanded Jaune as he helped the girl up, his teammates behind him ready to help. Yang, Blake, Sun, Sage, and Nebula quickly ran forward with a few other students, including Cardin and Dove. The others quickly scurried back to find weapons fast so they could help out as soon as they could.
"Remember to cover for each other!" shouted Jaune as he kicked a Grimm Creeper away and ducked under an Ursa's claw, only for Pyrrha and Nora to jump up and ax kick its head.
One of the students got cocky and pushed too far ahead of everyone and was surrounded. He screamed in fear as multiple Beowolves jumped him when a whirlwind of rose petals surrounded him. In one second, he was surrounded, the next second, he was safely behind lines. Ruby had used her speed to save him.
"T-thanks," stuttered the boy.
"Just don't be too confident," lectured Ruby gently before dashing away to help others.
Soon enough, the scavengers quickly found some swords, spears, and staff lying about and quickly came to help. As the last Grimm died, the students managed to drag themselves to the place they were supposed to be defending. They soon found Jaune to be leading the whole group, taking count on who was still available.
Out of the thirty-two second years, or eight teams in their second year as a few who were supposed to be second-year students were dead or transferred to another Academy, four of them had 'died'.
"Gather up around the outpost we're protecting," started Jaune, "I want two teams to scavenge for any supplies. Anything that can be used, even metal poles. Pyrrha, I'll need you to use your semblance to help mold any metals into weapons. There might be some Dusts laying around here too."
They all listened, and teams were quickly tasked to do different jobs. Team leaders were quickly put as lieutenants while Jaune was the captain of their group.
"Status report?" asked Jaune after an hour.
"Pyrrha is currently helping manipulate some poles into makeshift spears," reported Ruby, "We've found a few Dust capsules on the floor. Weiss is checking to see if they're stable enough to use."
"No Grimm in sight so far," reported Cardin, "Sky is up on the highest roof, checking for any Grimm."
"Got a few staves and swords here," yawned Sun, "We're currently arming those who don't feel confident enough in hand to hand combat."
Nebula came into the meeting and gave her report, "We found some packaged food. Some are spoiled that we threw away, but the rest should be edible though the flavor may be lacking."
Others came in with their report of usable items, such as first aid kits or firewood. One even found a gallon of water that could be used once verified to be clean and drinkable. As they were setting up camp and rotation schedules, a voice rang out.
"Grimm!" shouted Sky from his position, "Several Ursa Majors from the North!"
"I've got a Deathstalker from the South!" shouted another student.
"Nothing on East!"
"Nothing on West!"
"Split up," ordered Jaune, "I want two teams on East and West just in case. Rest of us split in half to take care of the Grimm."
Everyone nodded, never questioning Jaune's order.
"Not bad," nodded Lung Wang, "You're getting good at this."
"Seems like you have a natural talent for strategic thinking," added Ryo-Wo, remembering the times he played chess, Go, or any strategic game against him, except for that damn Stratego game. That game never made any sense.
"This training is quite harsh but necessary," nodded Aryz.
The Grimm were quickly annihilated without any problems. As they finished, they heard yells from the East and West teams, calling for assistance.
"Ruby, take your team East, we'll take West," said Jaune, quickly using his Scroll to contact Ruby, who had her team in the South, "Have the other team standby their position just in case."
"Roger," replied Ruby before yelling out the order.
Team JNPR rushed to the West where the two teams were. Team SSSN had been part of the North team while Team NDGO had been in the South. As they arrived, they saw that the enemy this time wasn't Grimm, but rather human bandits. This was an unknown factor that Glynda decided was a good idea to put in without letting anyone know.
"S-stay away!" stammered a Huntress, panicking at the sight of her enemy, "You're not my enemy!"
The holographic enemy ignored her pleas and stabbed her in the stomach, taking a chunk of her Aura, before another 'sliced' her head off.
The buzzer rang to signify she was dead. Jaune quickly dispatched of the holographic bandit before turning to the 'dead' student.
"I'm sorry," cried the girl, "I know this was fake, but to suddenly deal with a human target to 'kill'... it was just too much!"
"Seems like some of your fellow students isn't used to taking human life yet," noted Fafnir, "Something that needs to change soon."
"Looking back at your first year, it was mainly focused on Grimm studies," nodded Alaerth.
"True, and looking at the missions for the first year, there wasn't much for dealing with bandits for first year students," continued Andusk and Othim together, "The curriculum probably did not take account of fighting other people, possibly killing them. Luckily, we dealt with that early."
Jaune grimaced at the bunny memory and pushed it back in his mind, hoping his friends didn't notice him shudder.
Regrouping back to the outpost, Jaune found out they had lost another one in the East section, a male who turned his back to his human opponent after he disabled him, thinking it was over. The bandit, even with broken legs, managed to make one final jump on the student and bit him on the neck. The action was enough to shock him that he failed to get rid of the bandit before two more stabbed him in the body, 'killing' him.
"We can't afford to let our guard down," grunted Cardin as he tore through bread with his teeth. The outpost had a food supply as a water supply, but it didn't hurt to find some extra rations.
"I don't think some of the students were prepared to face human opponents and kill them," sighed Sun.
"We did get a crash course onto it," nodded Weiss, remembering their mission at Mt. Glenn. Adrenaline had been high during that time, not caring about what they did to the White Fang when they tossed countless grunts off to their doom. The aftershock had hit them hard, and only Jaune and Blake had been cognizant enough to help them get through it.
"We'll need to have at least a fourth of the group awake for each watch," stated Jaune, "Divide into three watches. We can decide who goes at what time. I'll take the second watch."
Time passed for the students with small skirmishes against both Grimm and bandits until there were about two hours left in the simulation. Out of the thirty-two students that went in, only twenty-two remained. Jaune had been forced to splinter regular teams to keep the groups even. Team NDGO, SSSN, RWBY, and JNPR were still intact but splintered. Team CRDL had lost Sky in an aerial attack from Nevermores and Griffons. Some of the students complained about the simulation, but the cold response from Goodwitch silenced them.
"Do you think the Grimm will play fair?"
Still, most of them were exhausted. Cardin had been one of the unfortunate students to humiliate himself, having to drag himself out of the bathroom with just his pants down when an attack came. Luckily, he had only been pissing. Still, he got his revenge by pressing the center of his armor with the bird insignia. The armor started to transform, leaving Cardin's body and forming back into his hand as a rifle. His vambraces were also quickly transformed into rods and attached to either side of his rifle, with electrical currents running through, powered by lightning Dust within the rods.
He deposited a metal bullet he had Pyrrha mold for him from the metal poles right in between the two rods and aimed it at the King Taijitu, whose heads so happened to be in the same line of sight from Cardin's point of view.
"Eat railgun!" roared Cardin as he fired his newest weapon he had crafted at Atlas Academy.
The slug penetrated right through both Taijitu's, splattering their holographic brains. The slug continued to blast a Nevermore off the sky until it hit the end of the simulation, burrowing itself deep into a wall. Cardin, however, didn't come out uninjured. He gritted his teeth as the recoil dislocated both his arms, even when he had focused all his Aura on his legs and arms to deal with the recoil. This weapon was better used when he had at least two teammates behind him to support him, one on each side. Russell was usually distracting the target as he was the most agile one of his team.
"Damn that was powerful," whistled Sun as he quickly went over to pick him up, bringing him to Pyrrha and Jaune. The two of them quickly shifted the dislocated arms back into position with a loud crack.
"FFFFF-" whispered Cardin as he felt his arms working again, "I'm not doing that again anytime soon."
"Hopefully you won't have to," nodded Jaune, "Simulation should be almost over."
Suddenly, the ground cracked from underneath Yang, and an eight-headed creature attacked her. It was the Grimm Hydra, the combination of four King Taijitu and a Grimm Tentacle. Ruby tried to activate her eyes but remembered these were holograms and couldn't affect them. The others attacked as soon as possible to save Yang. Blake summoned her clones to attack while Weiss used her glyphs to summon a Grimm Dawning Manticore that they had slain, though she was exhausted when she did it. Then one of the heads threw Yang up and ate her whole. Everyone almost froze at that sight, never thinking that within their group of friends one of them could die. But it was the harsh truth of being a Huntsmen or Huntress. Every day they fought could be their last.
The King Taijuta head seemed to smirk at them before it froze. Suddenly, it started to wail in agony as its body started to swell up before exploding. Out of the body came a ball of fire that was Yang Xiao Long.
"Eat this!" roared Yang, her hair lit in flames as well as her hands as she dove down and punched the Grimm Tentacle. Not only did the Grimm's mask shatter, but flames enveloped it as it turned into ash.
"That's new," noted Ruby, "She could produce fire when she activated her Semblance, but that's her releasing all the energy that she's stored in from getting hit. Her attacks never had any flame attribute, though."
"Looks like my mark influenced her Semblance," remarked Lung Wang.
Without the Grimm Tentacle to hold the four King Taijitu together, they all separated, making it easier to kill.
"Simulation over," announced Goodwitch when the timer hit the 48th hour. It was only then did the students finally collapse to the floor out of exhaustion. Only a select few, such as Yang, Pyrrha, Nora, and Jaune, who had the most stamina in their group, were still standing, though Yang and Pyrrha were woozy and Jaune himself felt the yearning for a bed.
"So far, you all did better than I expected," nodded Glynda, "A few mistakes here and there, but the majority of you pulled together. As for those who 'died', I expect a two-page essay about your mistakes and what could've been done to avoid it, as well as notes on what you learned while watching the rest of the group run through the simulation. Everybody else, one and a half page of what could've been done better. Recording of this simulation shall be sent to your Scrolls momentarily to allow you to review it over."
As the students were about to leave, Glynda called out on Cardin for carrying a weapon into the simulation when he wasn't supposed to.
"The railgun is part of my armor," shrugged Cardin, "I didn't think that counted."
"A very powerful one," acknowledged Glynda, "But detention still for one night. It will be held with Professor Port and our newest faculty member, Professor Cognac of the Weapons Improvement."
Cardin was smart enough to recognize that this punishment also doubled up as another way to have his professors help him utilize his newest weapon and perhaps lessen if not take out the recoil punishment.
As the students settled down into the new semester, Jaune was at the roof meditating alone for the night. He was currently holding a discussion with his dragons about the tactics used today and the possible long-term mission at Mt. Glenn. Team Dragon would be posted there for at least two weeks before coming back to Beacon to attend lectures for a week. Then it would repeat until the end of the semester. Then they would be staying at Mt. Glenn until a week from Yuletide. Luckily, the Belladonna family, Nikos family, the Romee family, Gayl family, and even the Schnee family would be around Beacon by that time. Basically, all of Jaune's family and in-laws were coming over. Team SSSN would be heading back to Haven to visit family, and Gwen would be accompanying them. Nebula opted to head back to Vacuo, along with Octavia. Ren would be dragged over there to meet her parents, and Nora would come with because anywhere Ren went, she would go.
But for now, they were settling down in their new building. The males, excluding Sage, were headed to the gym. Sage was taking time to play his cello to make sure he didn't get rusty as he enjoyed playing it. Weiss and Octavia were with him, forming a trio.. The other girls were either studying or relaxing.
"Good to see that the Aura Cuffs are doing their job," noted Lung Wang as Jaune allowed his Aura to flow throughout his body. He had noticed that Jaune's Aura reserve was still sealed, but was increasing at a much faster rate than before. Perhaps in time, it would be enough to even impress Bahamut, the King of all Dragons.
"Jaune, we're here!" cheered Ruby as she entered the roof with Dew and Yang.
They quickly assumed a meditation position and entered Jaune's mindscape to communicate with their respective dragons for some elemental training advice. Ruby was more interested in learning about her Silver Eyes and what else it could do. Jaune couldn't help but grin at Ruby's infectious smile and thanked Oum that he had rescued her from Whitley's clutches. Though he was presumed dead, Jaune wouldn't even bat an eye at his direction.
That night, when the beds had arrived and Jaune was getting ready for bed in his private room, there was a knock on the door. He quickly opened the door to see Weiss with her hair down, wearing a white nightgown.
"So you drew the first draw to cuddle with me tonight?" chuckled Jaune as he let Weiss in.
"That... and more," confessed Weiss.
That stopped Jaune in his tracks before slowly turning around to Weiss. She slowly slipped off her nightgown from her shoulders, letting it fall down.
"Weiss, we don't have to do this if you don't feel comfortable," urged Jaune as he caught the gown midway, just before it revealed her breasts.
"I've made up my mind," said Weiss as she stared into his eyes, full of confidence.
"May I ask why?"
"... The simulation. It made me realize just how fragile we can be."
"Weiss, we were severely limited on that simulation. Ruby couldn't use her Silver Eye powers, and I wasn't allowed to use my wings, dragons, and some of my other powers. Ren couldn't use his Semblance to help us either."
"But it still showed us that as Huntress and Huntsmen, we flirt with danger every day! I don't want to wait anymore, I don't want to live without regretting my choice! I'd rather choose what I can do now, and control my own life. And I choose to become one of your mate. Life is too short not to spend it with the ones you love."
The two stood silent for a bit before, looking at one another Weiss gently removed Jaune's hands from her gown, letting it fall down to reveal her pristine naked body. The two of them came close together for a kiss before the lights dimmed, and a gentle thud from the bed could be heard.
"You sure this'll work?" asked Whitley as he was strapped into a platform. He saw a lot of machines above him, with plenty of drills and sharp knives.
"Of course!" grinned Merlot from the side.
"I wouldn't underestimate our powers," nodded Watts.
"Apologies if I sound skeptical!" hissed Whitley as he stared at the rotating drill.
"Have no worries, young Whitley," said a soothing voice.
Salem had entered the room as if gliding on the floor. Whitley couldn't help but gulp at the sight of her. He could tell she was Grimm, but she seemed rather seductive in his opinion.
"I never introduced myself, did I?" smiled Salem, "I am Salem. I was Cinder's master, who was your boss for a bit. Although Cinder failed, you pulled through your bargain of the deal but was never rewarded. And, by your own initiative, almost took out the girl with the Silver Eyes and almost dealt a cruel blow to our newest obstacle, Jaune Ryu-Long with no training, only your wits and cunning. Such bravery deserves respect."
Salem held out her palm and closed her eyes to concentrate as darkness emitted from her whole body before it gathered in her hand. Soon, a small Grimm snake formed and slithered off her hands. It slowly made its way to Whitley, who looked at in fear.
"Tell me child, you have been jealous that your sisters could use the Schnee Semblance of glyphs while you could not, correct?" asked Salem, "What if I could tell you that those 'mock Grimm' that they summon would no longer be out of your reach. But rather, I could make you be able to summon real Grimm? Grimm more powerful than what your sisters could possibly imagine? Then you could show everyone just who the proper Schnee Heir is, along with all your enhancements. All you need to do... is to let that snake slither down your throat."
Whitley recoiled for only a moment before opening his mouth as wide as possible, trying to move his head to start eating it.
"Good boy," patted Salem as the Grimm hissed before throwing itself right down his throat.
As Whitley thrashed and writhed, feeling the snake go down his throat, Salem walked past him and opened the door.
"Oh, and to keep you motivated on surviving the coming trials, you may have this girl for a day before we dispose of her," offered Salem as she snapped her finger.
From the shadows crawled the Summer maiden with just a dog collar, crawling on all fours with no defiance in her eyes. Her will had been completely broken as she served Salem and Jazz as her masters in her sub role. Though Jazz had fun playing with her, she was getting tired of it and wanted her rightful powers soon.
"She's still yet to be defiled by a man," smirked Salem, "Perhaps you could break her in. Think of it as... motivation as well as a gift."
As the Grimm finally made it down his throat, Whitley gave the Summer Maiden a look of lust before his eyes glazed over, barely conscious for anything.
"Are you sure that's wise?" asked Watts hesitantly, "Does this not give the girl with the Silver Eyes an easier chance to kill him?"
"Ah, but I plan on having him face his family alone," explained Salem, "We only need to create a situation where Whitley is in position to commit familicide, and then spin the news off as a Grimm attack where Whitley, who was the prodigal son returning home only to be met with such a tragic... accident."
"Mistress, your devious cunning knows no bounds!" giggled Tyrian from the roof, where he had been hanging about.
"Of course, Dr. Merlot, the theory we discussed?" asked Salem.
"I shall be implementing the countermeasures against the Silver Eyes immediately," nodded Merlot as he pressed a button.
The gadgets above Whitley all came to life as they descended down towards the boy.
As the first rays of the sun began to emerge, Jaune slowly opened his eyes to wake himself up for training. He blinked as he felt something warm and fleshy on top of him, and looked down to see a mess of white hair and remembered what he had done last night. He had given Ryo-Wo's mate mark, his final one, to Weiss.
"Mmm so warm," moaned Weiss as she snuggled closer to Jaune.
"Weiss, wake up, I need to do my morning exercises," whispered Jaune.
"Don't wanna," mumbled Weiss, "It's comfortable like this."
Jaune chuckled before he managed to extract himself away from Weiss, using his pillow as a substitute for Weiss before heading to the showers, quickly putting on some underwear and pants. He found his waist to be a bit sticky, wondering why it was until he remembered Weiss was rather enthusiastic when she hit her high. Quickly taking a shower, he went out for a run.
An hour later, Weiss slowly woke up to see she had been hugging a pillow. Grumbling about how Jaune had left, she yawned and stretched. She was about to walk out the door when she remembered she was completely naked. She didn't want to give team SSSN a show, so she quickly grabbed her nightgown and made her way to the female sleeping quarters. As she entered, she heard a voice call out to her.
"So, how was it?"
Yang was looking down from her bunk bed with a grin.
"You're up," replied Weiss, knowing Yang preferred to sleep in if she could.
"Yeah, well ever since I got the Mate Mark, I tend to wake up when the sun hits my skin for a bit," replied Yang, "Probably a side effect, but I don't mind. I feel even more energetic than before."
"Mmm, I wonder how it'll affect me," mused Weiss.
"So you joined us?" grinned Yang.
Weiss pulled down her shirt to reveal the blue Mate Mark on her chest, right above her heart, in reply.
"Welcome aboard!"
Ruby jumped off her bed and hugged Weiss from behind, almost causing Weiss to fall down.
"Ruby! That was dangerous," lectured Weiss, though without any real heat.
"So are you able to walk?" asked Blake, popping up from her bed.
"... A little," replied Weiss, gingerly testing her legs and waist. She hadn't noticed she had hobbled into the room instead of walking normally.
"Not surprised, I was the same," piped Dew.
"Same!" raised Ruby.
"Eh, I was okay," shrugged Yang as Blake nodded with her. Then they all turned to Pyrrha as one, who had woken up already.
"I... was glad I stayed at the private house with Jaune the whole day," blushed Pyrrha, "Because of what was happening and the seed he had been forced to consume, he had a lot of energy from it and… well, let's just say I could barely walk when it was over."
"That's right, you went on for a whole day," snapped Yang, "I'm kinda jealous of you. I wanna try that too."
The girls just giggled as they continued to prepare for the morning to come.
Yea I know. Shitley is still alive. Why isn't he dead yet? Well that's because I have plans to use him to further my story! Frankly, I have the final battle stuff and ending already figured out. It's trying to connect the story into it that's a bit troubling. But oh well.
Hope you've enjoyed the story! Review if you can! And yes, the special section will be updated to have Weiss in it. I'm not too motivated on writing those too much, but when inspiration strikes, I'll give it a go. It's mostly used for the couple's 'first time'. Rare exceptions are there, but yea.
Next update... I will try for before the end of the year.