Note I do not own Rwby or any of the affiliated properties I merely love the world created in which to expand all my Love for it.
C2 the first hunt
Years have passed since that fateful day the ship came and left within a month's time the boy was disappointed but it was expected. what wasn't expected was his rapid growth if people thought he was big before he was monstrous now He shot up to 5'10, at the age of 12 the other things of note are that Mr Archbold the third had bought a sizable portion of the coast on the opposite side of the island and is renovating it into a resort for the elites of Atlas, this has caused Trade to go up in the area and all that comes with its benefits and downsides.
On the up side a lot more tools of convenience came in and infrastructure improved; the only up to date building was a radio tower they used to contact any ships nearby in need of help or Trading.
Of course with the new company coming over things changed a lot. the Elite's can't stand the idea of going anywhere on the island and not having the luxuries they were used to so they constructed new buildings and even got air conditioning in some buildings in the village and a new sanitary Hospital.
things were looking up, Of course things weren't peachy the elites of Atlas didn't particularly like the fact that faunus existed on the island and some of the characters that came by were particularly Shady and bad news with them.
And the Schnee Dust Company after examining the dust that Mr. Archbold had discovered the that forms around the island had unique properties, and it was becoming very popular among Huntsman through it hard into a pot and you got boiling water instantly to cook with They kept pestering the islands natives to have the right to mine/gather their dust but the leader Ahmed jaune grandpa wouldn't budge the only reason he sanctioned the land to Mr. Archbold was because he had access to medical supplies that The Village was low in Antibiotics. the island is home to many dangerous plants animals and diseases a good supply of disinfectants is always in need.
But None of that mattered to Young Jaune For today was his first hunt, it was early in the season of spawning Grimm meaning that they were small enough for the children to prove themselves With adults being there to make sure they don't die. Normally you would take a spear but Jaune was anything but normal what he brought with him was not his families Legacy that was still his father's or the traditional spear he brought what in his opinion is a true Warrior's weapon, a Leiomano A brutal weapon it is a wooden board in the shape of a ping pong battle with shark's teeth All Along The Edge that way when it cuts into something if one of the teeth gets loose it's stuck into the flesh.
Jaune's was a little different from normal taking inspiration from his father's sword. his was long and narrow measuring just 4 in across and 3 ft long 2 in thick too big anyone his age to use. but for him using both hands to Wield it he could barely swing it with Anything resembling accuracy but he was determined to use this after all it's what his mother his grandpa his great grandpa and the others before them used so he would do the same. It was a matter of family Pride, Totally not him wanting to reenact what he saw in the comic x-ray Where they brought in a cool swords master that used a huge sword called dragon slayer.
Jaune pov: "to day was a big day for me no to Everyone here this would determine if you're on your fist steps to manhood or still in your childhood I could not fail all my life I've been waiting for this moment. if I can catch something big enough I can convince my parents to let me go to vale and become the best hunter". as these thoughts roll through Jonah's head Like an echoing choir bouncing off each other a man standing 6,6 address the preteens
Guardian warrior: Today you will test yourselves you will prove not only to yourself but your family that you have what it takes to become a man, and if you fail you can always try again so don't rest your life for nothing me and four other Guardians will be watching over you while you go out to hunt you will not see us but we will be watching and judging to see if you pass with that said good luck May ku(war god) Look upon you favorably.
Jaune Could feel everything from the wind touching his face to the sweat dripping down his back to the little crunches of Leaves and sticks he and the others made as we made our way into the jungle. Swinging his Leiomano onto his back he marched his way forward doubt being ever prevalent in his mind he could not fail this was more to him than any other during this year. failure meant complete failure to him he would not allow it his very ambition and dreams were on the line with that final thought he marched into the jungle.
Ahmed pov: "my head Warrior Chief is right next to me he's a man of great talent and greater strength he is going to be the major judge of this event. and he's a good friend." though as these thoughts go through Ahmed head he can't help but worry for his grandson a boy with such high ambition it worried him. that he would fall from the height he is creating for himself he just hoped his friend could save the boy from the FALL.
Huitzilopochtli: Interesting batch we have this year with a lot of talent. That grandson of yours is especially interesting choosing to use A Leiomano instead of a hunting Spear let alone being able to swing that thing for someone his age. it should be impossible then again he always did break normalcy.
Huitzilopochtli Was rather short for his people barely standing 6'3 but he made up for that by training every moment he could. what he lacked in height he made up for with skill and hellish training. despite the Islanders not having access to Aura he was one of the few people that could compete with a Huntsman despite being at the disadvantage of not having aura. there's a total of four people on the island that can do that excluding Nicholas for he is an daughter stealing bastard I mean an outsider.
He has the appearance of a 40 something year old with strong sharp features on his face chocolate brown eyes and black hair tied into several small dreads leading down his back into one big braid, his uniform if you could even call that consists of a single pair of Kilt that he bought off a local Trader.
it lays just above his knees He is very prominent yet lean muscles in a very prominent vascular system when Flexing his muscles look like metal chords tightly wrapped around one another his shoes consist of a pair of grass sandals that are falling apart at the seams when they do break he just buys another pair.
he is a simple man with simple standards strive to be better and you're fine in his book his Mark of the hunt is a tattoo on his back in the shape of a ursa major one of the few people to ever do this in history of the island no this isn't without consequence along his stomach are for long ashes leading all the way from the Navel to the pectoral muscle.
The one thing that everyone knows about him is that he is a warrior bar none in terms of skill using a hunting spear that's been modified to leave small gashes instead of deep wounds he strikes in quick succession to bleed an enemy dry. if he's facing a particularly dangerous opponent he will use poison native to the island.
Ahmed: I'm well aware of that. this doesn't stop me from worrying for them all though.
Huitzilopochtli: Them all or just Jaune.
Huitzilopochtli Replied With a sharp tongue he would not allow the chief to play favorites in this tradition.
Ahmed: I am aware of why you would have concerns about me playing favoritism and I wouldn't dream of it. My grandson's ambition is too big for me to give it to him. He must earn it if he truly wishes to be at the top of the world of hunters.
Ahmed Response was firm but still full of worry. Huitzilopochtli Could tell that his old friend absolutely wants to play favorites and hand his grandson the world. after all the man loves family more than anything but it's his job as the chief Warrior to uphold honor and tradition, even if that means having to kill a friend he would not interfere with this tradition of honor and manhood The man thought grimly.
Huitzilopochtli: Do you have any idea what jaune hunting is? If I had to guess I'd say he was going for a boar Tusk he always did like the head-on approach.
Ahmed:Well you're not wrong he absolutely loves going head to head with his opponent. He was actually thinking of doing the same thing as you. He idolizes you more than you know aside from his father you're the toughest man he knows after all you are The Godfather to him.
Huitzilopochtli Felt Pride swell within him "I always did want a son but since my position forbade me from marrying or holding connections to family I never got to have one. Jaune the closest I'll ever get and I've accepted that, this is a great honor to be in the position I'm in so it's not like I has much to complain about" Huitzilopochtli Thought solemnly
4 hours later
Jaune pov: "it's hot I'm sticky from Sweat and I have found nothing this is bullshit"
Jaune always liked the confines of his mind; he was allowed to say whatever he wanted free of consequences; it allowed him to think properly to separate his words from his thoughts. as he was feeling the frustration of being unsuccessful so far he heard the huffing and puffing of a grimm. Not just any Grimm though one solely confined to the island A rhinoceros Grimm. Bone plating as thick as 4 in thick some places and a mean temper Coupled with Poor eyesight with a single eye on its head.
This thing was as much dangerous to its fellow Grim as it was to any human needlessly aggressive knocking anything over it perceived as living; it was livid and it had its perfect Target, some foolish human walking in its territory.
A sudden wave of understanding and horror dawned upon Jaune the reason why they were not encountering any Grim is because there were No other Grimm this thing killed them all in its territory it didn't matter what you were to a rhinoceros Grim if you moved you were a Target.
With a nasty Bellow and a quick charge The train with legs charged at Jaune with all its might. barely being able to get out of his panic-induced freeze falling to the side with no Elegance or Grace hitting the floor with a hard thump as a rhinoceros Grimm blew a part the Boulder that was behind jaune.
As adrenaline infused panic and pain set in from Landing wrong he understood what was going to happen, a smile Formed upon his face he was either going to die now or he was going to go down as a legend among his village and he was far from dead.
Using his weapon as a support he launched himself up to his feet quickly as Rhinoceros Grimm was trying to figure out if he had hit his Target and turned The pathetic creature into a cloud of red Mist or if he had missed.
Jaune quickly got behind the Beast and waited for his moment. He knew he stood no chance against this creature in proper combat. It's a good thing this wasn't proper. He could use all the dirty tricks he wanted right now.
While he may be impressively strong at his age he's no fool, he learned that from his Godfather you take every Advantage you can get so slowly creeping into the brush pulling out a sling loading it with a dust marble he waited for the rhinoceros Grim to turn its face.
while the beast lowered its head disappointed by the lack of red beneath its feet and the smell of blood in the air.
Once it made a sharp turn it felt something hard hit it in its eye, not just hard hot no BOILING As black consumed what little vision it had it screamed it shrieking in such utter hatred and contempt for the sniveling creature that harmed it.
that it deafened Jaune With a guttural roar that would haunt him for years to come falling to the ground clutching his ears from the pain As a beast started to tear down everything around.
trees rocks boulders bushes nothing mattered all that mattered was the death of whatever did this to it having to recover quickly Jaune quickly scampered away he had made his way to a river and decided to hunker down there getting into the water to where his nose was only above it to hide his sent he waited till he heard no noises and calmed down he had until sundown to kill this thing he will be damned if he didn't.
Huitzilopochtli pov:
Huitzilopochtli was smiling no this wasn't just a smile this was utter Pride and joy in a feeling he couldn't had been well worried for the boy he knew he couldn't do anything to save him.
that would count as Favoritism, but the boy had done something no other his age did he thought things through.
Huitzilopochtli: "If Pride happiness and joy could be said in one word that's what he was feeling the child he helped Raise since diapers is now taking on a rhinoceros grim he wondered what that tattoo would look like on the boy's back would it be a longhorn. would be the shape of the body he couldn't wait to find out. having other faith in the boy he helped raise".
Ahmed Had had a heart attack watching this. not that I blamed him the man was willing to do anything to keep his family safe and not being able to do a thing as your son face down a legendary beast is something I honestly never wished for him to experience" Be careful while you bring him to the hospital he's currently unconscious and he had a heart attack.
Atlas emergency Paramedic: Are you fucking insane having children hunt those monsters they're going to die.
When I report this to my boss this is going to bring the CPS down on this place harder than you could ever imagine. This man said in utter contempt.
only for said man to have a very sharp spear in front of his throat.
Huitzilopochtli: I'm going to give you one chance to take back what you said. I know you are an outsider, you will never understand our traditions. but the boy you see right now is doing something that needs to be done. It's not a matter of Pride or honor like he thinks it is. it's what's going to shape him into the man he needs to be to Take On The World and be the man to achieve his ambition. so if you so much as mentioned this to anyone from the mainland I will personally cut your head off and mount it on the Wall of Shame.
The wall of shame is a wall of jagged Rock overlooking the sea. It's where they stick the heads of those who played favoritism and had the utmost Deplorable actions.
it is a serious threat to have your head Mounted on there to be cast into the depths of the Abyss. hell for those of you non-native to the island.
With a quick nod the emergency worker quickly got up and rushed Ahmed Out of there not too looking forward to having his head stuck onto a wall. Taking the 60 something year old to the hospital as quickly as he could.
Huitzilopochtli Went back to the overlooking Cliff over the jungle and narrowed his eyes with a single thought on his mind "let's see how well you do boy".
Jaune pov: " It's been an hour and I no longer hear the rampaging grimm."
Slowly and quietly getting out of the water Jaune rises blood dripping from his ears to see his surroundings and take into account his resources at his disposal.
Sitting on the River Bank he knows the water was extra muddy and slippery he noticed that several trees were still standing and that the Beast had mushed many plants into their fibrous form. that he still had three dust marbles left he could use. his Weapon was still in pristine condition that the Beast was blind but still had a strong sense of smell and hearing and was certainly livid.
as all these factors came into his mind a plan slowly formed into his head think of the best course of action he can do to limit the risk to his own safety. he began to form the best plan of his Action first he started weaving the fibers Into a rope it did not have to be strong they just had to be enough to trip up the Beast second he needed to make the area extra Muddy setting stones to run on leading to a platform in the river.
Third, he had to set up a way for him to call out to the Beast without being directly in charging Range. Fourth, he had to be ready to hit the back of the neck, one of the few places where the armor is barely half an inch thick.
So the plan was set. He got to work. It took from Just Before Dawn to right before dusk.
Hours of work dedicated to this one gamble of a trap, the fibrous rope was tied around what trees were left. he had stomped up the river bank and watered the muddy field and even dragged over a few of the old knocked over logs to form a area where he could jump off of at 20 feet high.
And he got all three of the marbles into the sling ready this was it this was Do or Die.
the thrill of battle, the preparation for it he knows he should be scared but something deep within him just feels excited he feels a live.
A smile formed a white smile showing all his teeth, each one appearing to be pointed to the point of a spear like for the first time in his life the predatory Instinct that lay in his body was unlocked.
This was no longer a flight for survival, this was a hunt of apex predators they were going to see who came out on top.
The beast pov: Rage Blistering boiling rage consumed me still I know what caused this that's sniveling little monkey Using everything I still had so I could find the monkey had smell touch hearing I was on the hunt and I was going to crush the things skull beneath my hoof to feel it slowly leave this world as a crushing pain consumed it.
while lost in a monologue not of words but of emotion it felt it it had been hit with a stone and then it heard the laughter that FUCKING CREATURES LAUGHTER.
The beasts have been thrown into a whole new dimension of pissed off. It's rage was so utterly consuming and had lost even the emotional thoughts it once had. Nothing but a Frothing boiling rage commanded it to charge at The stone thrower turning a 180 and charging as fast as it possibly could it kept running and yet still the bastard laughed never mind the sound of running water never mind the smell of the mud or the decaying plant matter none of it mattered all that mattered that the creature that was laughing right now died there could be no other outcome for it this thing was going to die and it was going to die now.
Jaune pov: Something deep inside me was feeling pure joy. this was not a mocking laughter this was a laughter of Elation this the most fun I'd ever had. and It somewhat scared me but I can't think of that right now.
the Beast was hot on my tail and we were nearing the Trap the rhinoceros is roughly 15 ft tall and its Knees rest at about 4 ft I set the Rope at 3 ft that way when it tripped over it it would hit the ankle as it raised and it worked it did hit the Rope.
not in the way I expected. Instead of tripping it simply tore the trees stumps out of the ground as they slammed into its side running as fast as I could through the muddy water. hopping on the stones I set so that I could maneuver as quickly as possible to The makeshift Tower.
watching the beasts slip and fell and Tumble but never slowing down. It was marching, mushing, crushing everything in that Riverbank looking for me. I was quietly climbing upon the platform I had made for myself using the Fallen logs and Rubble of boulders it had smashed earlier.
as I garbed the sling I had left up hear I readied the sling with three rotations of a swing the whistling in the air. and then the sound of a moving object in the deafening crack and splash of boiling water against an already sore wounded eye socket. one of the three hit the eye hole the two others hit around it the effect was all the same it immediately locked onto my position and charged with such malice it honestly knocked me out of my stupor for a moment before the grand came back into my face harder than before just before the Beast slammed into the tower I Leapt.
the world seemed to slow down for me seconds became hours I could feel it every blood cell in my body every muscle fiber every bone twitching I saw the wood slowly splintered I saw the rock slowly crumpled I saw the Beast Gnawing on anything it could get in its mouth on, Gore anything with its horn, stomp anything and every thing with its feet.
and as I slowly fell towards the Beast back I couldn't help but enjoy this is this what it meant to truly be alive those few moments were all was on the line were you could live or die it didn't matter I was fell onto its back all the same it noticed but too late I had already brought down my Leiomano On to the base of its neck.
both hands and a downward Plunge the Leiomano pierced but it appears it Wasn't enough the Beast was wriggling trying to swing me off I lost my feet for a just second and now holding on with my arms to the weapon embedded into the flesh of the beast for dear life as I managed to Grapple my bare feat finding rough spots or cracks on the Beast back. I grabbed onto the empty eye socket jamming four fingers in there and gripping the outer skull with my thumb it screamed and thrashed harder and I kept pressing the Leiomano harder I could hear creaking.
still I kept pressing and pressing and pressing until something finally gave in and I felt a sickening crack.
The neck of the Beast had broken but something wasn't right. I felt a sharp sensation in my hand only to realize I was pressing so hard that I broke my Leiomano handle holding onto the broken weapon. The Splinters sticking into my hand it looked like a horrible copy of a Cactus pretending to be a hand, but I couldn't feel it, the only thing I felt in that moment was elation. this was it I have become a man now.
I'm-I'm now closer to my dream but something deep inside me didn't care about that and that moment I let out a war cry to end all war cries HHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKAAAAAAAAAAAA.
reverberating war cry spread all throughout the island it could be heard as far as the village it was the sound of victory.
Huitzilopochtli pov: I watched With a smile as the boy went to Darkness his victory leaving a permanent smile on his face. Even in his sleep let's bring you home As I make my way over and pick up the boy this feeling of pride in my chest is something that can never be recreated.
Notes
Keep in mind I've never written a flight scene before and just because he beat a very strong grim doesn't mean he's as strong as a hunter he got lucky with hitting it in its eye when it was open this could have gone very poorly for poor Jaune he was extremely lucky so he's still rather weak in terms of things just very clever and lucky
Jaune age 12
Hight 5'10
Weight 220 pounds
Hair color blonde
Eye color blue.
Blood Type O-
Suffers from muscular hypertrophy and minor Osteopetrosis
current condition intensive Medical Care