A/N: What if Jaune wrote a letter to Pyrrha akin to Ruby's letter at the end of volume 4?

Hello, Pyrrha,

You might be wondering why I'm writing this letter to you, I mean, what with you gone and all. I wondered the same thing myself, but I decided that I need to tell you some things, especially some things I want to just let out, even if you cannot answer back.

First off, I miss you. When you died, I could barely believe it. The shock made me shut away for a while. I kept believing that it was a lie, that you would show up at my door going 'I'm sorry!' like you often do. It wasn't that I didn't believe that you could die, you being the 'Invincible Girl' and all, it was that I couldn't believe that you would just leave me the way you did. I kept wondering for months why you did what you did. What was going on with you, Ozpin, and that girl in the vault. Why you ran back to Beacon to confront Cinder knowing it meant certain death. But most of all, I kept thinking about our kiss in front of Beacon. I was already wrestling with my feelings for you, wondering if I really did love you or if I was just being delusional, but that moment in front of Beacon cemented it, and it was right there when you were about to run to your death that I realized how much you meant to me and how I couldn't bear to lose you. I wish you had waited just a second longer for me to tell you how I felt; maybe I could've stopped you from going with just a few simple words.

I love you, Pyrrha. I love you with all my heart. You are my best friend, my partner, my mentor, and the woman I love. No one in this entire world could replace the void you left in me. I will always love you, even now with you gone, and there's no woman in this world better than you that can make me feel the way you made me feel about you. If it's true that heaven exists and you're there right now, I hope you're looking down upon me and watching me right now. I hope you can see how much I've grown since Beacon, and I bet you'd be proud of me too. I just wish you were here to see me. I wish I was this strong back at Beacon. Maybe you would've brought me with you to fight Cinder if I was better then.

I bet you've noticed that I took the remains of Milo, Akouo, and your circlet and melted them down to reform Crocea Mors. I know that I should've buried them in a memorial for you or something, but I couldn't bear to separate myself from the last physical items that belonged to you. Besides, Crocea Mors looks amazing now. It can even transform into a big bastard sword thanks to your metal! You would be amazed by it! You should've seen me use its bastard sword form against this huge horseman-like Grimm we fought in Kuroyuri.

I know what you would say if you saw the new Crocea Mors: How could I destroy my family heirloom by changing its appearance? I know I once rattled off to you about how I wanted to be a Huntsman like my father, my grandfather, and even be like my great-great-grandfather, Julius. I felt you and I both bonded a lot from that time, with me having the family legacy to uphold and you being a talented warrior. The funny thing is, I don't care about upholding the family legacy anymore, and I wish you chose to do the same for yourself. I want to create my own legacy, the legacy of Jaune Arc. I wish you chose to live your life however you wanted too, but maybe being a Huntress was what you wanted, I dunno.

I tarnishedmy family's legacy by reforging Crocea Mors into what it is now: your memory. I called it a hand-me-down before, but I want to remember it as the sword wielded by a great hero that carries the metal of that hero's first mentor. Hopefully I get to see that day come.

I've learned about what happened to you regarding the Maidens. I won't chastise you for your decision to take the Fall Maiden's magic. In fact, I want to applaud you for taking such a risk in the hopes it would help you and us as a whole. I just wish you would have defied Ozpin's wishes and told me the truth that day. At the time, I would've begged you to refuse the magic because I didn't want to risk losing you, but I know that deep down you wanted to do it to protect me, Ren, Nora, and the others from harm, and I couldn't be more proud of you for that decision, despite what had come of it.

This may sound crazy, but I believe that I can bring you back to life. Yeah, completely bonkers, I know. I met with Qrow and Ozpin, though Ozpin's soul has somehow merged with some kid Ruby's age, and I learned a bit more about some mystical Relics that possess incredible power, one of them being some Relic that holds the power of creation itself. I want to believe that you kept some of the Fall magic from that transfer machine in the Vault. I thought that maybe, if you're somehow alive with part of your soul inside someone somewhere, I could bring you back using that transfer machine and that creation Relic, or I'm just crazy thinking I can accomplish the impossible, but I want to believe it not just so I can reunite with you, but also so you can have another chance at life, free of your destiny and able to choose how to live.

Whether you're truly gone or I'm somehow right and you're sorta alive, I'll find that out for myself, but no matter what, I will never forget you or all the kindness and compassion you've given me in the short time we've been together. I wish we could've seen more together. Be Huntsmen together. Have Team Arkos rise as one of the greatest Huntsmen pairs of Remnant. Fall in love. Maybe get married and start a family. I wish I could've done so much more with you, Pyrrha.

I still have your scroll, you know. Remember, you gave it to me before your singles match in the Vytal Tournament to hold onto? I found that video you made for me that you never sent. I've been using it for nighttime training, though it hurts seeing you so happy and hearing your wonderful voice again, unaware of what is to come. I always tear up at the moment you stutter towards the end, right when you plan to tell me how you feel about me. You're not wrong, by the way, about always being here with me. You're still here. You're always in my heart, my thoughts, and I feel as though I'm carrying a piece of you in the new Crocea Mors.

I better wrap this up, as I'm going to visit your mother to tell her the news of your fate. I'm only going to tell her that you died fighting the one responsible for the Battle of Beacon, hoping that your actions would save the rest of us. Your mother, Thetis, deserves to know what's happened to you, and don't worry, I'll be there to comfort her.

Pyrrha, remember when you asked me if I believe in destiny and I never gave you an answer? Well, I want to let you know that I do believe in destiny. I believe that destiny is not some predetermined fate that cannot be changed. I believe it's like a final goal we make for ourselves that we strive for. It can change, and maybe we will never fulfill our destiny, but it's something to shoot for. I believe my destiny is to become a great Huntsman and hero one day, and I believe I am meant to bring Cinder Fall to justice and avenge you.

I love you, Pyrrha Nikos. I will always love you. Watch me become a hero and fulfill my destiny for us both.

Forever yours,

Jaune Arc, Leader of Team JNPR.

PS: We will always be Team JNPR, even with you gone.

Jaune took a deep breath and wiped the tears from his eyes. He lined up the several pages of paper and folded them into an envelope, where he wrote "For Pyrrha" onto it, coupled with a little heart by her name. He sealed the envelope and took a sip from the Mistral ale mixed with strawberry juice on his desk. He grabbed a nearby lighter and went to the open window that overlooked the dense forests of the Mistral Wilds. He hovered the lighter under the envelope until it caught fire, then he held it by three fingers as the fire consumed more of the envelope. As the fire reached halfway, Jaune released the envelope, where the wind caught hold of it and took it into the sky as it dissolved into ashes.

"I hope my words reach you, Pyrrha," Jaune said aloud. He smiled and wiped at his eyes again. "If I'm just crazy and you're never coming back, at least I'll be able to see you again once my life is over. Until then, I'll do what I can to fulfill our destiny, that's a promise, and you know Arcs never go back on their word." He lost sight of the ashes in the sunlight. Jaune grabbed Crocea Mors from his bed and headed out for the Nikos house.