Laziness and stress won against me. P.S. Like before I have no idea what I wrote, all I know is trash fire coming through.
Universe: King of Babylon
It is quite amusing in the dorm room of Team JNPR. Pyrrha, Ren, and Nora are watching in confusion as their leader, Jeanne Arc, frantically cleans their room to the point where the floor of the room is so clean you can eat food from it, which Nora thought of doing upon seeing it before Ren and Pyrrha stopped her.
"Not that we don't appreciate you cleaning our room Jeanne, but is there a reason for you to be this serious about it?" Pyrrha said.
"Yeah, usually you would wait for me to do something before cleaning up my mess," Nora said.
"My brother is coming for a visit," Jeanne said without stopping cleaning.
"Is your brother that strict for you to clean this detailed," Ren asked.
"I can't say he's strict, more of a perfectionist," Jeanne replied before slowing down on her cleaning, "Although, he mellowed down and is more brotherly than what he used to be," Smiling in fondness. Looking at her bed, Crescent Mors lay there recently sharpened and cleaned as it bring a light glimmer, "He was the one that make me get into Beacon possible, if not for him standing up against Father, as brash, rude, arrogant as he is, he is also the person I look up to the most,"
"Hey look, I've never seen that kind of bullhead before," Nora exclaimed.
Looking out the window, Jeanne immediately recognise the bullhead as she did the perfect imitation of the famous painting 'The Scream' before darting toward the academy square with her team trying to catch up.
Running toward the oncoming bullhead, Jeanne dusted off her clothes and straighten any wrinkles she had trying to look presentable. NPR approaches more relaxed than Jeanne. As the hatch opens three figures, two women and a man, walked down the platform. One of the women and the man look so frightened as they are shaking like leaves and looking around the area while the last woman looks more so dejected and depressed. Everyone waiting for them was confused, the hatch of the bullhead closes and Jeanne became more nervous and scared. Jeanne approaches the group.
"...Siduri, where is my brother?"
Hearing her name being spoken, the dejected woman notices Jeanne, "Mistress Jeanne, I'm sorry but Master Jaune-"
Before the woman named Siduri could continue, the two frightened individuals latches on Jeanne as they began to whimper and beg.
"Jeanne, you have to protect us from your brother,"
"We won't survive another hellish punishment,"
Jeanne began to struggle to stand as the two latched onto her legs, "Gudao, Gudako, calm down! Where's my brother?"
"Well that's the thing," Siduri spoke in hesitation, "He has been kidnaped,"
Silence surrounds the plaza.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Within the desolate land of the Grimmland, a blond young man sitting on what looks like a makeshift throne from rock, the man known as Jaune Arc. The young man appears wearing a blue button-up shirt with a checkered sleeve, white trousers, a brown belt, and a pair of loafers. On his neck is a gold choker that wraps around his neck, a pair of blue gems earing on both ears, and a golden gauntlet on both of his arms. He is opening his eyes showing dark blue eyes slowly.
"Siduri?" Jaune mumbled/calling scanning the surrounding area. His blue eyes are wide awake and sat straight as he notices the unfamiliar place but knowledgable from his studies that he is in what appears to be the Grimmland from the landscape that is similar to his studies. With a sigh, the young man slumps back into the makeshift throne.
"It appears I took a nap only to be awake in the depth of the Grimmlands," After sitting down for a few seconds, Jaune shot up to his feet standing, "This is no time for jokes! I really am kidnapped here!" Jaune shouted in anger to himself for being too calm about the whole situation.
The sound of chains rattling caught Jaune's attention. Looking down at his feet, a pair of legcuffs wrapped around both of his ankles and chains connected to the "Throne" he was sitting on. Rising an eyebrow in curiosity, Jaune shakes his legs and walks around to see how long the chain is.
"I see our esteemed guest has awakened," a sultry voice echoes the land as from on top of a hill emerges Cinder with Emerald and Mercury beside her.
"...and to what do I owe the pleasure of this kidnapping?" Jaune asked as he returned to his throne.
"An informant of mine spoke of a peculiar item of the past to be in possession of a certain leader of a settlement and I would kindly ask once, may I have it?"
"Got to be more specific Mongrel?" Jaune rests his head on his knuckle.
"The relic of destruction, hand it over?"
"And what makes you think I will hand it over willingly?" A hot glass javelin pierced beside Jaune's head missing only by a few inches. Jaune only raised his eyebrow lazily at Cinder.
"That is your only warning," Cinder huffed, "Now the relic,"
The silence between the two is deafening as they stare at each other. A small smirk appear on Jaune before slow descent into chuckles before Jaune erupted in full-blown laughter. The laughter shocked the three as they were confused and irritated at the blond.
"He's losing it," Mercury snide.
"Ma'am, are you sure he has the relic?" Emerald asked only to be glared at by Cinder.
As the laughter began to quiet down, Jaune just smiled at the three, a smile condescendingly and full of pity. "You don't seem to realize," with a tap of a finger, golden ripples appear beside Jaune before many ripples surround all of them. Blades began to slowly emerge from the ripples each aiming at the three and Grimm surrounding them.
"You save me the trouble of finding you myself," with a snap of a finger, all hell breaks loose.
"I understand your need for concern Mrs. Arc, but running around in a circle won't help us in any way shape, or form,"
The stern voice of the headmistress spoke in irritation, holding Jeanne in mid-air with the rise of her Semblance. Behind the vice-headmistress is the headmaster himself calmly watches in amusement at the scene, sipping on his cup of coffee. On the ground not far from them are the twin, Gudao and Gudako, both in the fetal position while muttering their inevitable punishment. Siduri still looking depressed over the ordeal. The rest of team JNPR could only stare in confusion, except Nora who is currently poking Gudako with a stick she found.
"Now, if you would calm down, we can discuss how to"
A loud sound of an engine deafens the academy as a golden aircraft slowly descent on the plaza. Landing the aircraft on top of it is a golden throne with Jaune Arc sitting on it. Standing, Jaune disembarks the aircraft and approaches the group. Looking over them, Jaune saw his two bodyguards trying to make themselves smaller and his secretary looking down in shame. With only a stare and a sideways nod, the three walk toward Jaune with the two bodyguards behind him and Siduri beside him. Jaune returns his attention to the group, more noticeably the smiling and waving Joan.
"Jaune! Hi!" Jeanne shouted happily and waved.
"Sister Joan," Jaune replied with a soft smile on his face before a bored look towards the rest, "Ozpin, Glynda, Mongrels," Everyone beside the two called by names has a slight irritation toward Jaune.
"Mr. Arc, it is an honor to have you visiting us," Ozpin greeted the young man, "May I ask your reasoning for this visit?"
"It appears that you have a slight vermin problem in your circle Headmaster,"
Ozpin flinched but not losing his composure, "I see, perhaps we should discuss this in my office?"
Jaune waved dismissively at Ozpin as he walks past the man, "Later, first I have some catching up to do with my sister and evaluating her time here at Beacon," Jeanne stopped mid-wave before trying to run away only for Jaune to grab her by the scruff of her hoodie. "Where is the nearest combat area?"
"...I shall guide you," Glynda hesitantly spoke, Jaune nodded as he and his servants followed the headmistress with a wailing Jeanne being dragged screaming and begging for help. Everyone just stares at them as a loud "NO" echoes through the academy.