Hello! Still alive with this story! Sorry it took longer, had a bit of trouble trying to write this out.

Beta by UGX7 and TheMischieviousPuppyDog.

Enjoy!

Jaune woke up as the sun's rays hit his face.

Slowly blinking his eyes to clear his vision, he felt the weight of something moving on his chest. Looking down, he saw Blake laying there with her feline ears out and her beautiful dark hair splayed everywhere, snuggling into his muscular chest.

Jaune smiled lovingly and gently placed his hand on her head, softly stroking her hair and ears. As he did so, he did a general checkup of his body using his senses. Everything seemed fine, though his waist and back were a bit sore and his lower body, from waist to thigh, felt very sticky. Though considering what they had been doing yesterday continuously without rest, that was understandable. The air itself was saturated in their lovemaking. Not to mention, he was still inside her, as they had slept without pulling out.

Jaune looked around once more to see they were in a cave. They were laying on some futons that Jaune had somehow managed to set out, and only half of his clothes were in the cave. The other half was still outside the cave. Blake had been naked upon landing already.

Still, he laid there in content as he continued to stroke Blake's head, who purred contentedly as he did so.

"So, you enjoyed it?" teased Othim in his mind, "Man, she was wild. Especially with that Semblance of hers."

Jaune promptly ignored him as he focused on getting his Scroll back into his hands to check the time and messages. As expected, there were quite a few from Pyrrha and the others.

"I'm glad you're safe," said Jaune as he shifted a little before gently lifting Blake's face to his, "I don't think words can describe how angry and afraid I was when you were kidnapped, nor do words describe just how much I love you," He kissed her on the lips, adding, "You and all of my mates."

With much effort, Jaune managed to shift Blake off him. A soft plop could be heard, followed by a trickle of liquid. Blake had really ridden him hard, thanks to the seed. But now, she was in a healing coma, where it would be days, if not a week, to completely recover. He gently carried Blake out of the cave and to a nearby waterfall, both of them completely naked. There, he washed her body with loving care after making sure the water was clean enough, cleaning every nook and cranny, though he did his best not to linger on certain, more private, body parts.

Once that was done, he took his time to find all his clothes before hand washing them all. Half his armor had been tossed into the forest, his hoodie hanging off a random branch on a tree. Only his underwear and mithril shirt had been in his cave.

As Jaune washed his clothes, he surveyed the area they were in. He blushed as he located various spots they had passionately made love. He hadn't even had time to take out some of his clothes before Blake took his manhood and impaled herself upon it and rode it as if she were in heat.

After Jaune finished washing his clothes covered in various, but not limiting to dirt, he hung them out to dry before pulling out some extra clothes he saved in his bag. His Scroll rang once more, notifying him of an incoming text. Jaune opened it and almost had a nose bleed.

Yang had sent him a nude photo of herself posing on the bed, laying on her back and looking directly at the camera with her legs wide open, her hands down there spreading opening a certain region..., Jaune quickly scrolled down to see Yang had put a text before he got distracted.

"Missing you lover boy. Come back soon!"

Putting the Scroll away, Jaune dressed Blake in his clothes, which were baggy but did almost nothing to hide her figure. After ensuring he had everything, even linking with Fafnir to make sure there was nothing amiss. He safely secured Blake in his arms and closed his eyes to focus. Seconds later, he was back in the air, flying towards the base.

"So what did you just send him?" asked Ruby as she was clearing out a room. They were stripping the COB base of everything useful to take back to Beacon.

"Oh just a reminder what's waiting for him," smirked Yang as she punched a hole in a wall, revealing a hidden compartment.

"Knowing you, it's something lewd," Weiss snarked light-heartedly.

"You know it," chirped Yang, pulling out a stack of Lien, "Bleh, nothing useful here. Hope the others are having better luck."

Team Dragon, Ozpin, Glynda, Oscar, Sienna, Bal, and Ghira had found quite a few useful items, but there was a stone tablet in particular that made Ozpin pale. He refused to speak about it, but insisted that the stone tablet had to be destroyed.

It took the combined effort of Bal, Yang, and Team SSSN to make sure it was smashed into dust before Dew used her Semblance to scatter the dust into the winds. Ozpin took this time to announce a small break would be beneficial for them all.

It was at this time they saw Jaune flying in closer with Blake in his arms.

"Jaune!"

They all shouted and cheered as Jaune closed in on them, coming to a soft and gentle halt upon landing.

"Is she all right?" asked Ghira, first to arrive to see if his daughter was alright. He had long taken off his mask and stuffed it away.

"She's in a healing coma," explained Jaune, "She ate a Dragon Seed while imprisoned. It's how she managed to sustain solid clones."

"You'll have to explain on that more," said Ghira worriedly, before asking "Why is she in a coma?"

"I'll explain when we get to a more private setting," Replied Jaune.

"Hold on, how did she get one?" Weiss asked/demanded.

"Where'd she even keep it?" asked Pyrrha, "Did they not strip her of her clothes? We found their clothes while combing through the place."

"I have a feeling I know where," shrugged Sienna, "It was common practice if we wanted to hide something where nobody would find it."

"And that is?" asked Neptune.

Ghira and Bal facepalmed, knowing just where she hid it while Sienna said quite loudly, "Where do you think, genius?!"

Team SSSN got the picture and turned a bit green before pushing that bile down.

"Kinky," whispered Yang.

"Yes, not many want to check in there," continued Sienna, "You can fit a bit of stuff in there." Then, as she turned away to check on something, she whispered to Ghira, "And yes, that's how I was used to your size up there during our night with your wife."

Ghira blushed crimson before coughing, turning away, stating that there was some more work to be done.

"I believe we should return to Vale," stated Ozpin as Oscar walked up to them, "There seems to be nothing more to do here."

"The Council of Vale won't like how the expansion to Mt. Glenn ended in failure. They might even try to push the blame onto us." groaned Glynda.

"Let them try," snapped Ozpin, his eyes narrowed, "The reason for the failure lies not with the Huntsmen and Huntresses, but one of their own sabotaging the efforts for an abhorrent, bigoted world-view. He chose to harm others just for power, to hurt those who are sworn to help protect the light."

Jaune soon gave Ghira the whole detail after creating a private room for them to talk in. Ghira was thankful that her daughter wasn't raped, though disturbed about going into heat. Ghira wanted to take Blake back to Kuo Khana where he could monitor her, but Jaune convinced him that she would be safe with them. Soon, they were parting ways. Ghira would be heading back home while the others back to Beacon.

"Promise me you'll notify me when she wakes up!" intercommed Ghira to their Bullhead.

"Will do, Mr. Belladonna!" saluted Yang as she sat next to a secured Blake.

Jaune nodded and waved goodbye, sprouting his wings and taking up to the air once more. Ghira took his ship back home while Jaune and the others left straight for Beacon.

A few days later, and Blake was still in a coma, though the doctors stated that her condition was indeed improving.

Some members of the Council of Vale were of course, quick to try to pin the blame on anyone except their own council member. Of course, when they tried to pin it on Blake, things got a bit... nasty.

Jaune stormed into the council room, fully linked with all his dragons. The guards didn't stop him, nor did they want to, considering the aura he was currently wearing over his body. They did not want to commit suicide, thank you very much!

Jaune did not go alone, though. He was quickly accompanied by the Ozpin and Glynda, both also incensed at the accusation. The Winchester family also threw their political power behind Jaune, causing the offending Council members to sweat. After hours of threats and several broken desks along with pants in need of desperate changing, the council admitted their fault and the reasonable members promised to be going through a background check on all current members. It didn't help them when scores of protesters were outside their doors, screaming at how it was their fault the possible first-ever reclamation of a city failed because of one man's greed and racism.

Despite all these promises for a better future, Jaune was still furious and had a lot of energy to burn. So throughout that day, he threw himself at the gym, trying to work his rage out of his system. Even after that, he was still having trouble with it.

He trained all day, even destroying a few punching bags until night came. He had taken off his shirt as his body was drowning in sweat and knew it was probably time to call it quits and head to the showers. Just as he opened the door, he felt hands grabbing him inside. He saw a flash of yellow before lips locked onto his own.

His eyes widened in surprise as he gazed into Yang's lusty lilac orbs before returning the kiss, looking down to see that Yang wore nothing but a towel around her waist, her large breasts pressing against his chest. Jaune wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her in before their lips parted, a thin trail of saliva still connecting them.

"Surprised?"

"Pleasantly," Jaune answered as he gave her left breast a gentle squeeze.

"We've been worried about you. You were in here all day." Yang told him as she caressed his six-pack.

"Just got really pissed off at those damn council members. I just have so much energy pent up inside of me, I thought working out would help me but I still feel all pent up," sighed Jaune.

"If you got that much energy to burn, lover boy, then we'll ride it out of you," said Yang in a sultry voice as she ripped the towel off, letting Jaune see her bare, naked form. She turned and led Jaune towards the showers, where an equally naked Pyrrha and Dew were waiting.

"One of us only may get tired out," smirked Dew as Jaune approached his three beautiful mates

"But with the three of us, I think we can handle it," finished Pyrrha as she stood up to join. She gazed at him longingly, as did the other two, admiring his sweaty, topless body.

Days later

Blake's eyes fluttered as she slowly woke up, feeling quite hungry. She yawned as she stretched her whole body, getting rid of the cricks in her body and sores in her muscles.

"You're awake!" cheered Ruby, surprising Blake that she jolted up in surprise.

"Ruby! Don't do that!" breathed Blake, trying to get her heart rate back down.

"Sorry," whispered Ruby, "But you've been unconscious for a week! Even Pyrrha said that the last time Jaune took the seed, he was only in a coma for three days!"

"Must be because of his contracts," yawned Blake, "We're only connected because of our Mate Marks. He's directly connected to the dragons themselves. I'd hate to see the consequences of a normal being taking it. Where is everyone anyway?"

Ruby snickered as she pointed down at Blake's lap. Blake blinked as she just noticed the weight on her legs to see Jaune resting next to her, his head and arms resting on her legs.

"He's been doing this every night," explained Ruby, "We all decided to give up our sleeping schedule for the while until you woke up. It felt awful not having my turn to cuddle with Jaune, he's so warm!"

Ruby pouted as she said this statement, though the mirth in her eyes showed that she didn't really mind… much.

Blake began to gently rub Jaune's sun-kissed head as she began to think back about her life. So many choices she had made, so many different paths she could've chosen. There was some part that wanted to argue that there were some choices that didn't have other options, but she knew that that was a lie. And yet, if she had the chance to live her life over again, to make different choices, she wouldn't accept it. She had her parent's loves, her team's love, and the love of her life, even if she had to share him, which she didn't mind. It only made her love life better, in her opinion. She couldn't deny certain attractions to the other girls.

While she had been musing, her hand had stopped rubbing Jaune's head.

"Don't stop," mumbled Jaune, causing the two girls to let out a small squeak of surprise, "It feels nice."

Blake smiled as she obliged the order, with Ruby quickly joining in. The peaceful moment lasted for quite a while before Blake's stomach rumbled, destroying that mood.

"So... sushi?" asked Jaune, with Blake rapidly nodding in agreement.

"So, how do I use this... scroll?" asked Sage as he unraveled their newest item.

"Not sure," admitted Neptune, looking up from the tome which Sun was supposed to be reading from, "All I get is some sort of chanting that goes along with this. There's no picture to help either. It seems to be some sort of... restriction while amplifying? That makes no sense. Why would we want to amplify the enemy?"

"Maybe it's the other way of amplification?" suggested Scarlet.

Neptune hummed a bit, "That would make a lot more sense."

"Oh c'mon, let's just test it out already!" shouted Sun as he was practicing some stances, "I wanna see how it works!"

"Easy for you to say, you have the simpler items," scoffed Neptune, holding the tome, "And you're supposed to be the one reading this!"

"Fine, fine, I'll take a look," grumbled Sun as he put his weapon away, walking over to them, "Let's see... Aha! I got it!"

"What!? What you learn!?" asked a bewildered Neptune.

"You throw the scroll at the enemy and hope they trip and bind themselves in it!" said Sun proudly.

Silence rang through the area before Scarlet and Neptune slapped Sun's head while shouting, "Like hell that works!"

"Well it could!" complained Sun, "We haven't tried it yet!"

Sage threw the scroll right into Sun's head, and to nobody's surprise, it did nothing but fall.

"Ok, fine it doesn't work like that way," pouted Sun, "But it could've!"

"Shut up and help me read this stuff," ordered Neptune as he flipped to another page.

Ilia cautiously approached the room Adam was currently using. She had been happy that she hadn't been raped, especially by humans, and that Adam had saved her. But something had broken Adam that day.

'I suppose finding out your savior was actually human and then killing him without even realizing it until it's too late is one way to do it,' thought Ilia before slowly opening the door.

Adam had forbidden anyone from coming into the room ever since they had returned, but Ilia was getting worried. So she decided, as the boss's girl, she should be safe.

As soon as she peeked inside, she couldn't help but gasp. Adam's room, which was usually kept neat, was completely thrashed. The bed was completely torn up, the wallpaper shredded, the mirror shattered, everything. And in the middle stood Adam, staring up at the ceiling in a trance with his sword out.

"Adam?" asked Ilia as she approached him.

Adam suddenly swung his sword right into Ilia's neck, stopping just from cutting skin. Ilia froze in shock and fear, her life flashing before her eyes. Her face went white in shock, as did her whole body.

"Ilia?" asked Adam, as if still in a trance.

"A-a-adam, it's me," said Ilia as she managed to control her colors back to normal, "Adam, a-are you alright?"

"I thought I told everyone to stay-" started Adam, only for Ilia to interrupt.

"Adam, you've been locked up days with no food or water! Of course, we're going to be worried! Please, Adam, come back to us. The White Fang needs you."

"The White Fang... the purpose was to get revenge on those humans, to show them that the Faunus wasn't a lower race to be pushed around."

"Yes, and you are the leader of it! We-"

"And yet, I owe my survival to a human. A human gave me life and purpose. He gave me strength. And I used it to kill him."

Adam crumpled to the floor, gasping for breath before he could have vomited but he had nothing in his stomach to throw up

Ilia quickly caught Adam, quickly saying "Breath Adam, breathe! They could've been lying! I wouldn't put it past them to trick you into thinking like that!"

"No, I know they're not," shivered Adam, "Somewhere, in my soul, I know they were telling the truth. That Wong really is the one who saved me. What the hell is my purpose now?"

The two remained in the same position throughout the night, Ilia trying her best to comfort Adam.

"So this is the gas?" asked Salem as she held up a vial of liquid.

"Indeed, though I have not been able to completely replicate the recipe itself, I have been able to make a lighter version which can be mass-produced," nodded Merlot eagerly, "With the release of this gas, it will make invasion plans much easier. It won't kill, but it'll be enough to inhibit any Faunus Huntsmen or Huntresses. Not to mention it'll be useful to collar our little 'allies'."

"Excellent," said Salem as she passed the vial back to Arthur, "And our experiment?"

"Growing stronger as we speak," said Arthur, "He's becoming more capable of summoning the Death Knights you gifted him. Though he still shows disdain in actual fighting, stating it's for barbarians."

"Leave it be," waved Salem, "For now, we focus on the other objectives. How are our two maidens?"

"Laire and Jazz have improved, but not as powerful as Cinder," admitted Arthur, "The Autumn and Summer Maidens are currently training with Hazel. Daki Nerys is still looking for the Winter Maiden, though having no luck. Briar Rora is currently hunting down the Branwen Tribe in hopes of locating the Spring Maiden. Tyrian is currently with them."

"And the last of our allies?" asked Salem.

"So far, they haven't done anything," frowned Merlot, "I've place spy cams all over the place, but nothing suspicious so far. They follow orders and are either hunting with the other two candidates or training the current maidens. The only concern is a room that I've not been able to penetrate through. They seem to hold that chamber in secrecy."

Salem hummed as she had tried to send a few small Grimm in too. They were all quickly killed before even stepping foot inside the chambers. Chernobog had made a few snide comments about such attempts while meeting with Salem about their plans every now and then.

"We will continue to monitor them as usual," said Salem, "Continue our preparations. Our plans to invade Haven Academy will have to be postponed, as I have received word that Adam is currently 'ill'. Though I would not care, he is an integral part of the White Fang. Without him, I doubt the White Fang will listen to us. Though with the addition of Whitley, it may help us more in the long run."

"As you wish, mistress," bowed Merlot and Arthur, leaving Salem alone in the room.

Salem looked out the window, gazing at her lands and the pool that spawned Grimm. Perhaps it was time to take a more active role now. She gaze fell to where the 'Dragon Slayers' were and narrowed her eyes. She would have to be more careful about them now.

"Ssssoo when exactly can I leave this blasted place and hunt?" hissed Cobra in boredom as he was casually dissecting into a small deathstalker that he caught trying to enter the chamber. He made sure to blind it by gouging out the eyes without killing it as well as cut its stinger off just in case. Now he was just torturing the small Grimm as much as possible without killing it.

"Soon Cobra, soon," said Chernobog as he gazed at a map of Remnant, putting a pin at specific points, "We cannot allow Ezekiel to trace our whereabouts. He may know about our alliance with Salem by now. If we can just push Ezekiel to our enemies instead, lure him back to Ryu-Long, it'll make our goals easier."

"And when can we ssstop our alliance with that annoying woman?" asked Cobra. He had not been amused with the attempts to spy in their chamber and it got really boring after a while of killing these annoying little Grimm. Not even torturing them seemed fun or amusing anymore! "I've been itching to sink my fangs into that Scorpion Faunus of hers. He doesn't know his place in the food chain."

"As long as it takes," stated Chernobog sternly, "It matters not if she does find what's within the chambers. She is powerless to do anything about it. We must do everything we can to have the glorious one return and lay devastation to those who challenge his power."

Cobra gave a small tch, as he grabbed the tray he was using to dissect the small Grimm before tossing it into the air. Suddenly two blades in the shape of a snake's fang pierced the medical tray, Grimm included, before being suddenly ripped in half by the blades. The sound of metallic wiring retracting could be heard as they came back to the source of where they came from. That being the newly acquired five-bladed wrist gauntlet Cobra had acquired as a backup weapon in case he had to go against someone in hand to hand combat. Since Yudoku was made for mid and long range combat.

Two smaller blades on the side of his hands and three blades above his wrist. The blade in the middle being longer one out of the three was capable of shooting outward just like a snake would towards an unsuspecting prey, made for ranged melee. Of course, he made sure the blades were laced with his venom just for added effort, but the gauntlets also worked well for a grappling hook for certain situations. When the time came to fight Jaune or any close hand to hand fighter as troublesome as the old geezer, he won't be making the same mistake again.

'Wonder what Ozpin wants with me? thought Jaune to himself as he walked towards his destination alone. Ozpin had requested a private meeting himself, stating that it rather important.

"Perhaps an explanation of his curse," stated Lung Wang.

"Wait, curse?" asked Jaune, confusion.

"The man is far older than he lets on," nodded Ryo-Wo.

"Then wouldn't he be more... older looking?" asked Jaune.

"If you mean wrinkly as hell, yes," said Othim bluntly, getting a slap from Andusk.

"A better explanation would be an old soul in a young body," explained Andusk.

"How does that work?" asked Jaune.

"It's a blessing... or a curse, depending on a person's point of view and the reason why it happens," sighed Aryz.

"How is it both?" asked Jaune, thinking about it, "I mean, you live forever. It's human to fear death, and even though we accept it'll happen, it doesn't make it easier."

"Yes, but what about the past lives?" explained Alaerth, "Past friends, family, all gone. All of them that have moved onto the 'next' adventure, but yet you still wander in the world of the living. We dragons have lifespans far surpassing yours, so the feeling is not as noticeable as yours. Imagine the love, or loves, of your life. They stay with you, but when you die, you go to a new body. Yet when you try to find them, they're already too old or gone, leaving you alone. All those bonds that you formed are gone, leaving you to start over again."

"And again and again," nodded Fafnir, "It's enough to drive someone insane, to always be alone. The fact that Ozpin has managed to stay sane is somewhat admirable. That or he has a goal that keeps him sane."

Jaune shivered at the thought of this and agreed that it was a curse. Soon enough, he was at the building Ozpin had requested him to meet. He sat down and began to meditate a bit. It was only a few seconds later that he sensed Ozpin approaching him.

"Hello Professor," greeted Jaune without even opening his eyes.

"Mr. Ryu-Long," nodded Ozpin, "Good to see you're practicing the mental discipline. I need you to follow me."

Jaune nodded as he stood up and followed him. Ozpin stopped before a seemingly inconspicuous wall before swiftly tapping several parts of the wall, then placing his hand at the center. The wall slid open to reveal a secret passage, to which both walked in. The door automatically sealed behind them once they entered.

"Err, you sure it's okay if I know about this?" asked Jaune.

"Yes," replied Ozpin, "If anybody else deserves to know it outside the group, it's you."

Jaune just numbly nodded as they descended down the passageway. There were many intersections, so many twist and turns, but Ozpin confidently led them through the maze. Soon, they stopped at what seemed to be a dead end, only for Ozpin to tap specific points on the left side of the wall.

Then the dead end opened up to reveal a passage, only for Ozpin to ignore it and face the right side, tapping a few more points to reveal another passage on the left side of the wall instead.

"Impressive," noted Othim, "This is a trap upon layers of other traps."

Soon enough, they were met with another wall, but this time Ozpin tapped it three times to reveal.. the room where they had stored the relic.

"So why are we here?" asked Jaune.

"To make sure nobody can overhear us," stated Ozpin as he ushered Jaune into the room, "I hope you memorized what I did. There may be a time that Beacon will be invaded and overrun once more. The first time, we only succeeded thanks to your efforts. I wish that were the end of it, but I know that Salem will try again in the future. If anything happens, I want you to take the relics and run. Your bag seems to be able to hide the power the relics radiate."

"That can't be all that you wanted to say," said Jaune, his eyes narrowing.

"No, sadly it's not," nodded Ozpin sadly as he sat down, motioning Jaune to do the same, "It's time I tell you more about the enemy... and myself. Is there any way for your dragons to join in on this conversation?"

Jaune grinned before asking Ozpin to let him touch his forehead. Ozpin, slightly mystified, allowed Jaune to do so. Seconds later, they were drawn into Jaune's mindscape.

"Well this is new," said Ozpin as he looked around to see nothing but a void.

"So you've come," declared Lung Wang, his voice surrounding Ozpin.

Ozpin quickly whirled around and looked up to see Lung Wang and the others, staring down at him.

"So... these are the dragons you spoke of," said Ozpin softly.

Andusk and Othim swirled down, getting closer to Ozpin to inspect him. Ozpin stood very still, not wanting to insult the dragons.

"Hmm, it is an old soul within a new body," said Othim, "But it's not exactly the same soul each time."

"Indeed," nodded Andusk, "It seems more like... an old soul merging with another body and soul. Though with the merging, the soul retains all the old soul's memories."

"Sounds more like a parasite," growled Othim, "If it was purely reincarnation it would be understandable, but this... this is barbaric."

Ozpin flinched, but couldn't exactly deny that claim. The souls of the old and new would stay separate until a certain amount of time had passed, allowing the original owner to live his own life. However, in the end, the two would merge to become one. The only good part was that his soul would seek out individuals who had similar mindsets as he did, so as to avoid conflict within the body. Still, it didn't make it better.

"So, will you tell us your tale, or will we have to drag it out of you?" asked Ryo-Wo, his eyes gleaming in power.

"No," said Ozpin quickly, "Allow me to tell you my tale and my curse. Is there any way I can have illustrations here?"

"Your mind is linked with the mindscape here. Just think of it and we will be able to see it all," explained Alaerth.

Tale Starts

It began many years ago, if not centuries. I was not the man named Ozpin, but rather I had another name quite similar. I was Ozma, the brave warrior and adventurer. I went through lands, seeking adventure as well as stopping evil if I came across it. I was well-renowned in those days. Though now I think about it, I had not heard of dragons or Dragon Clan. So I can only assume my story was much later, after your departure. I was stronger than most, faster, had more Aura, and a few abilities that normal humans didn't have. I thought I was myself as a blessed one.

Anyways, I had been traveling when I heard of a story of a witch, living in the woods. Curious and wishing to test my skills against such a being, I journeyed to the place where the rumors spoke of. The forest itself was dark and dank, but I did not care. I slew countless Grimm on my way, eager to face such a foe. Soon, I reached an old log cabin standing right in the middle of the woods. I admit I was confused at why such a building existed when the door opened. Then out came.. her.

Ozpin's mind began to paint a picture of himself, of his first life as Ozma. He was standing in front of the cabin when it opened to reveal Salem, with her white hair down, and none of the marks on her arms.

When I first saw her... I fell in love. I did not know she was a Grimm manifested into a human form, nor did I think about it. All I knew was that this woman was powerful and... exotic. Keep in mind that I was a foolish young man those days. So instead of fighting her... I wooed her instead.

Yes, I wooed her, don't give me that look. And I succeeded, too. For years, we lived in peace together. We didn't go out and wreak havoc. I believe that somewhere within her, she longed to be human too. It wasn't long before she confessed to me that she was a Grimm, manifested into a human form. Why that happened, she didn't know. All she knew was that she came out as female toddler. Her age... well needless to say she was much older than me when I first met her. Like most unique Grimm, she was ageless. Yet she remains to be the only one capable of human speech.

Of course, I told her I didn't care that she was Grimm, that it was a miracle from the gods that she had this form. And yes, I did sleep with her, don't look so aghast. She was complete with functioning human body and organs. Well, almost. She couldn't get pregnant, but I didn't mind.

So the years went on as we lived together, journeying from one place to another, sometimes staying at a location for longer periods of time. From what I learned, she had been planning world domination from her birth. Why she did, she wasn't sure. All she knew that it was something that drove her. A whisper that kept lingering in her mind, pushing her to do it. And if she didn't obey it, it would grow worse until she had to lash out violently. However, when she was with me, the whispers stayed just whispers, thus she could ignore it. Or at least that was what I was told.

Alas, she was ageless and I was not. Years passed, and it was obvious I was growing older. Over time, she began to accept that was a monster, a Grimm, never to be human. Then, Salem began to tell the tale of relics, artifacts left behind by the brothers. She claimed that with it, it could make me ageless like her, to be able to live together for eternity. I accepted it like the fool I was.

Then came the kicker. In order to unseal them, she needed a human to do so, and I was that fool to do so. As soon as it was unsealed, she struck! I defended as best as I could, but in the end, she was just too powerful. Before the final blow though, I used one of my special abilities to fling the relic out of her reach. Outraged, she killed me. Though before I died, she whispered that I was a fool, that I could have been with her forever. In that moment, I knew she had truly wanted to be human once, but in the end, succumbed to the whispers. However, as my soul traveled through the void, there I was greeted by the Brothers of Light and Dark.

It was here they told me that I had failed to keep Salem in check. That I was responsible for unleashing the relics they had hidden. As punishment and as a way to prevent Salem from destroying humanity, I was sentenced to a life of reincarnation, to always travel from soul to soul to stop her. The first few times, I ignored it and tried to drink my sorrows away or tried to kill myself to end my miserable existence. By doing so, though, I weakened myself, losing power through every reincarnation. Then, one day, one of my hosts, with a few choice words, slapped me back on the path to preventing the collapse of humanity. So I began to earnestly combat Salem, preventing from taking the relics that had now been unsealed. Any myths, stories, legends, I personally investigated them to see if there were any truths to them. One of which was the story of Seasons, where I recruited the four Maidens. Another was the Silver Eyed Warriors. I helped create new seals, new vaults for the relics.

And to this day, I continue to fight until I can finally defeat Salem.

And that is my story.

Tale ends

"So, any questions?" asked Ozpin, looking up to the dragons.

"FOOLISH IGNORANT BRATS!" roared Lung Wang, scaring Ozpin a bit while also surprising him. He knew the Two Brothers were powerful, the creators of mankind, Grimm, and other various miracles. He half-expected the dragons to be of the same. Now, he was starting to see that wasn't the case.

"To think they would try this after we warned them not to meddle with this world after what the younger brother did," growled Ryo-Wo.

"I think it would be better if we explained the situation to the young ones," said Aryz patiently, though anger could be seen rolling off her.

Ozpin thought he knew everything about lores. He was in for another treat when he heard the tale, directly from the dragons themselves. How they were the rulers of Remnant of long past. Of how as the brothers quarreled, their fights never reached over to where the dragons resided in fear of provoking them. And how the younger brother was disciplined for the creation of Grimm. Not because of the older brother, but because his creation incurred the wrath of the dragons. The promise of leaving Remnant behind after the creation of humans. That, and the fact the silver eye warriors and four maidens were descendants/created by the Dragon Clan that the dragons had left long after.

"This has been rather... eye-opening," admitted Ozpin with a small headache now.

"Yes, that's nice and all, but tell us more about these relics," demanded Othim.

"Of course," nodded Ozpin, "Haven had the relic of knowledge, which was placed here along with the Relic of Choice at Beacon, which is usually a crown. It is currently shaped like a cube as it is in hibernation. Atlas currently has the Relic of Creation while Shade has the Relic of Destruction. Each vault was created so it would only respond to certain maidens. Fall at Haven, Spring at Shade, Summer at Beacon, and Winter at Atlas. Though apparently, your group has access to all vaults. Thank Oum that you're on our side."

The dragons pondered about this for a few moments, leaving Jaune and Ozpin to talk with each other for a little.

"So... rough love life?" asked Jaune.

"Quite," replied Ozpin succinctly, "While I myself as Ozma never had another lover, my previous hosts had wives and children, or a husband, depending on the host's preference. And if you're wondering, no I have never reincarnated into a female body. Closest to that was a very feminine looking male. The time souls have merged have vastly different each time. Most who were married chose to wait until their children were out of the house, so to speak, before merging. I, as Ozpin, merged with Ozma at a very young age as I chose not to marry, to devote my life to raising Huntsmen and Huntresses."

"Huh... neat," nodded Jaune.

"We have a plan," stated Fafnir, breaking the two from their conversation, "But we need to have a closer look at the relics. Jaune, if you can."

Jaune nodded as he took Ozpin and himself out of the mindscape and into the real world once more. There, Jaune flared his Aura, allowing the vault doors to open. Soon, the two were inside with the relics, allowing the dragons to observe its powers through Jaune's senses. Soon enough, the dragons had enough information, allowing them to leave the vault after sealing it, of course.

"So... should I keep this whole thing a secret?" asked Jaune.

Ozpin hummed a bit, musing it over before giving his reply, "Though I would prefer to not have the knowledge of my origins be known to many, if you feel like it is something necessary to share with your team, you have my permission to do so."

Jaune nodded respectfully before whispering to Ozpin about the dragon's theory. Ozpin couldn't help but smile, his grin getting bigger and bigger as Jaune explained it further.

"I believe I will be willing to do my duty when the time comes," stated Ozpin before the two of them parted ways.

And done. I decided to use bits and parts from cannon and tweak them a bit.

And for those wondering about those special scenarios and if I would write them... I don't know. Writing those scenes isn't something I enjoy writing out too much. Maybe somewhere down the line, but it's not a priority.

Anyways, hope you've enjoyed this chapter, and review if you can.