Author's Notes: Fun fact, the whole "Captain's Log," thing was something I came up with just before I uploaded the 1st chapter. The original opening was a flashback montage of the different events that made Jaune what he is in this story, however, I never felt comfortable with it. Then I had the sudden idea for the Journal so I created a second copy of that 1st chapter and replaced the Montage with the Captain's Log and began to compare the two and in all honesty, it wasn't even close. The Journal Entry was so much more organic and it just felt like something Jaune would do.

Captain's Log:

It almost seems funny now just how insignificant yesterday now feels which is no small feat considering I got married and you don't need me to tell that it is a big deal and yet if Ruby is right and the Breach is just a botched attempt at something worse... What I want to know is, why? What is the purpose of all this? Who benefits from this aimless terror and utter pointless death? I overheard some students suggest that it was another kingdom but none of the other kingdoms have a reason to pick a fight with us, sure the White Fang was at The Breach and according to RWBY, they were the ones operating the train but, Torchwick was there too! This means that the Woman who broke into CCT was also involved in the Breach but why!? I believe that it was something to do with the Vytal Festival but I can't figure out how it fits in or what they are trying to accomplish. All of this feels like some sort of fucking movie except there are actual lives on the line!

Sorry about that, I just needed to vent a little. The truth is that things aren't as bad as I'm making them out to be, Team RWBY already went ahead and informed Ozpin of all their suspicions so I honestly think things will be ultimately okay. However, there is a catch to all of this and it is that whoever is behind this won't go down without a fight and according to RWBY they have some real heavy hitters on their side. We need to get stronger, all of us and especially me, which is the problem. I don't know how much stronger I can reasonably get given the time we have, sure I have been practicing with Pyrrha and the others but we use completely different weapons! There's Weiss but her Rapier uses dust whereas mine doesn't, not to mention her style of swordplay is something I could never replicate unless I studied Sigils and that takes time that we don't have. I've even considered asking Dove since his sword while different isn't that far off from mine... as long as you don't pay attention to the gun attached to his and even without that difference I'm not sure how much I'm able to learn from someone afraid to hurt me, even though I have aura.

It's just so frustrating sometimes.

Jaune put down his journal and briefly scanned his dorm room to look at his teammates who were busy planning out their training sessions as well as considering some ways to potentially improve their weapons, all which were things they were already planning to do for the Vytal Festival but now it was so much more urgent. He himself already had some ideas on what to focus on during team training but had no idea on what he ought to in regards to his own training regime and as for improving his weapon, that was something even harder to try and work out. Unlike most Huntsmen his Rapier wasn't something that had been built from the ground up specifically for him, his Rapier was just a nameless sword that he found by chance in the attic back home. On top of that when he found the weapon he nearly threw it back in the pile because he thought it was some sort of glorified prop, an accessory that was meant to be worn and seen but never used. It wasn't until Jasmine, one of his older sisters noticed that the sword was rather heavy and strangely built for rapier and got curious, it took her some research but as it turns out the weight was due to both the material used and reason for the odd shape was because it was never meant to kill people. The sword had been built to pierce right through the hide of whatever Grimm that stood before it even if it had to work through some of the boney armor first, it was a weapon built to stab through armor however, that dedication to piercing power meant that the blade struggled with slashes even on a good day and that a built-in gun was simply out of the question. He couldn't remember who suggested it, but he and Jasmine did and still do believe that somewhere in the attic was some sort of companion piece for the sword, a partner that would make up for the Rapier's limitations but, they never found it.

Then suddenly an odd thought crept into his head, Wait a second! Haven't I seen another sword just like mine recently? He thought it over for a bit trying to recall just where he saw it and it didn't take him very long to remember, It was at the Breach. We had just found a small hoard of Grim in an alleyway and while we were fighting them another group came out to help us. Tock had a rapier and she wasn't using dust or a gun of some sort maybe... she could teach me. It wouldn't hurt to ask, not mention she seemed rather eager to get to know me better...

"Hey, guys I'm going to step outside for a bit," with that he stepped into the hallway of Beacon and after checking to see if anybody was close by he called Tock.

With a yawn Tock took Jaune's missing prosthetic arm, that for some reason was in her bag, and used it to scratch a certain itch on her back, something the hook appendage was really good at, as she walked around the dirt-cheap motel room, emphasis on dirt but owner didn't ask questions and knew how to keep their mouth shut, that for the near foreseeable future was home for her and her crew. Now Tock wasn't normally one to complain but today was one of the most boring days in her recent memory and it was for a variety of reasons. The first and more obvious was the insanity of the two previous days which made this one feel empty in comparison but that was just the start. What happened the day the wall failed could not be ignored and so her crew had left to "politely," ask their "agent," some questions about their last employer and they had asked her to stay behind.

She wasn't trapped in the motel, in fact, there was nothing at all standing between her and the door, nothing except professionalism and damn common sense. With Anti-Faunus sentiments at an all-time high, someone like her walking around in the open was just asking for unwanted attention and even if she could somehow avoid harassment the fact remains that reptile Faunus like her were not a common sight in Vale making her stand out too much to be ignored or easily forgotten. Until a disguise of some sort could be made, she would just be a liability, she couldn't go outside because lest their old employer finds her, there was nothing to read or watch on TV and she couldn't even train thanks to a lack of space and the huge can of worms that would be opened up if someone spotted a Faunus like her carrying weapons. By th' Brothers am ah bored!

Suddenly there was a small but noticeable sound which caught her immediate attention, it was the text alert on her scroll which sadly meant that it couldn't be anything important, perhaps just a small update from her crew or even spam. Either way, it was a welcomed distraction from the absolute nothing that had been her day so far and then she saw that the sender was Jaune and suddenly her dull boring day just got a teeny weenie bit more interesting, Ah knew he'd come back bit ah didnae expect him this soon. Ah, mist hae something right if he cannae git me out o' his head. With that thought, she opened up her scroll and began to read the message.

"Hey Tock! Are You Busy?"

She briefly considered flirting with the guy but decided that it wouldn't hurt to play a little hard-to-get, nothing major though, just enough to make her cute little lover boy want to try a little harder. So she typed up a quick reply, "Nah, I'm not busy right now. But I'll be busy soon so ya better tell me now." She walked over to the kitchen while waiting for his response.

"That's no problem I just wanted to ask you a question."

Tock rolled her eyes just a little at Jaune's lack of subtlety. O' course, a'd git asked out oan a date afore tis safe fur me tae venture out. Well, a'd guess ah will hae tae settle fer some plain talking though maybe ah kin git him tae say something about th' breach. With that in mind, she quickly typed back, "Ask away." As she waited, she poured some water into a cup and placed it in the microwave before turning it on.

"Could you give me tips on how to better use a rapier?"

Huh? Well ah didnae expect that. Though ah suppose tis nice tae know that he wis starin' at something other than mah ass. Pity, we didnae meet under different circumstances. "So, trying to get some training in for the Vytal Festival?" She messaged back as she searched the cabinets for a tea bag eventually finding one all the way in the back.

"Yeah, I'm honestly not very good."

Tock paused for a second wondering what to type as she waited for the tea to steep. On one hand, she was bored as hell and so far Jaune was incredibly fun to tease not to mention there if there was any possibility that he knew something about the Breach that she didn't, then it was a possibility worth investigating. But, on the other hand was the fact that she stood out far too much, A wouldnae be able tae hae fin teasing him just now bit, maybe efter whin ah hae a change o' outfits, ah will be able tae lea this room. Fur now, ah will link him tae some videos. Ah, kin train him after ah git a disguise. After she was done with that an idea began to form in her head. A sinister insidious idea, one that would help out her cute little "Husband," and at the same time root her so deeply into his mind that he would become mad with lust just thinking about her. He would become so desperate that he'd gladly do anything she asked,'N' that wid leid tae a' sorts o' fin! Bit first ah will need Cecco tae buy a few hings tae mak' this work. Now, where kin ah fin' th' tightest yoga pants?

Being a school that existed primarily to train Huntsmen meant that there was never an excuse not to become stronger in whatever way you needed to regardless of your preferred method of combat. It was one of the things that made four Major academies stand out from the numerous smaller schools who had to choose to focus on certain methods of combat over others, such as Aura manipulation over Dust usage and vice versa. However, right now Jaune was using the one Facility that every single school no matter how small possessed: An arena. However, he was not sparring with anyone at the moment but rather he was carefully watching the videos Tock had sent him and repeating everything on them.

"Alright now that we have the stance down, let's start with a basic thrust," The instructor in the video then demonstrated the move by slowly performing it, stopping now and then to direct the viewer's attention to whatever detail he deemed important. Once he completed the thrust he did another one but at full speed to show what the true move looked like when perform for real, the process was repeated several times and was shown from different angles to help the viewer better understand how to do it.

Jaune already knew how to do a proper thrust, it was something that Pyrrha showed him how to do, however, it quickly became crystal clear to the swashbuckler that weapon differences had a bigger impact than he originally thought. Sure she had taught him to thrust but, where her feet were and how the weapon was held as well as the angles of attack and defense were all meant for her and the weapon she was using, he wasn't Pyrrha and didn't use the same weapon as her which meant that he needed to stop trying to fight like her. He needed to go back to basics and learn how to fight in a manner that was best for himself and this thrust felt more fluid and more lethal than any ones he had done in the past making the practice a very good start but that was all it was, the beginning of a long journey that would likely never end. The video continued and so did he continued practicing and repeating various different moves and stances for the next few hours.

"Hey Jaunyboy, what's up?" Cardin Winchester asked as he walked into the room with his partner and best friend Russel Thrush, many would look at this over sized linebacker of a teen and his Mohawk sporting partner and simply assume them to be troublemakers and bullies, which they most certainly were. However, as it turns out, even a bully like Cardin had limits and apparently considered bullying an amputee to be well over those limits. Now do not misunderstand, Jaune was not close with Cardin or anyone in Team CRDL, but they weren't hostile either. They were more like acquaintances or better yet colleagues and either way since both Cardin and Russel were here to train, maybe they could help him train.

"Oh hey Cardin, Russel! Are you guys also here to train?" Jaune asked, already knowing the answer.

Russel was the one to speak up first, "Well me and Cardin are trying to work up a bit of a sweat, see if we can't impress some of the visiting students. If you understand what I mean," Russel said with a sly wink and a fist bump from Cardin.

Jaune was Gobsmacked, The city is still only beginning to recover from the attack and they are more interested in picking up chicks than helping!?

"Hey Jaune, are you okay? You seem upset," said Cardin with a worried look on his face.

"Yeah, are you feeling well?" Russel chimed in.

Calm down Jaune, you are being unfair to them. They don't know what you know, they are just trying to return to normalcy, just like you would be trying to do if RWBY hadn't opened up to you. He forced himself to take a deep breath before facing them, "Sorry guys, my team got nominated to enter the Vytal Festival and I'm really stressed out about it and I'm-!"

"You're afraid that you are going to let everyone down," Cardin finished for him. "But Jaune, listen to me, It doesn't matter who the strongest person on the team is, it doesn't matter if you can't keep up with them-"

Jaune grit his teeth when he heard that last part but, thankfully neither of the two members of CRDL noticed his discomfort.

"-because you don't have to. Forget what Movies, Comic Books and even Mangas say. The Captain of a team isn't chosen for their strength, they are chosen because they can bring the group together because they can plan, improvise and lead them to victory." Cardin finally finished.

And all that leadership and planning won't mean shit if the captain gets taken out early or can't save his teammates because he's too weak to make a difference! Jaune wanted to shout at Cardin to tell him just how sick he was of people only looking at the empty sleeve and treating him differently because of it, he got into Beacon damn it! Sure he lied to get in but, he still managed to pass initiation and more importantly stay in despite having one arm! I don't want people to make excuses for me, I want them to acknowledge me as a huntsman and hold me to the same standards as everyone else! If I make a mistake then call me out on it instead of making excuses for me! But, he didn't, not out of cowardice but rather because all it would do is start an argument that wouldn't make a difference. Instead, Jaune looked Cardin straight in the eyes and said, "Thanks man, It means a lot to me to hear you say that." I honestly couldn't care less about what you think.

"Any time Jauney boy."

"Well Cardin, Russel, I would love to stay and train with you guys but, I've already been here for longer than I meant to. Good luck with your training." With that Jaune grabbed his things and left the room before Cardin or Russel could say anything else and before he did something that he would regret.

It has been a few days, a few of the most boring days of Tock's whole Fucking life seriously if she had to spend one more day in this shitty hotel room she going to break down the door, walk over to the nearest bar and get herself some goddamned Turf n' Surf with a beer to go with it. Fortunately for the door, Cecco came through it bearing news to give his Captain as well as a bag, "Oi, Tock I got some good news and some bad news."

"Gimme th' bad first."

"Alright but promise me ya won't throw a fit."

"Ye guys cannae fin' anythin' 'n' a'm aff tae be stuck in this shitty nook?"

"Well the first part is right on, but you don't have to stay hidden no more!" Cecco then tossed Tock the bag which she opened to reveal a Hoodie, the yoga pants she asked for, a sports bra she didn't ask for but appreciated, and a few other various articles of clothing.

"Finally! Ah thought ah wid gang mad bein' cooped up fur days 'ere!" Tock took the clothes and walked into the bathroom to change.

Cecco called after her, "Perhaps you should give that hubby of yours a call and have some fun! Maybe even a private tutoring session!"

"Cecco, ah lik' yer thinking."

"Well, it was Turley's idea. See, he doesn't think that your boy toy knows anything but, he agreed since reason one, it doesn't hurt to ask and reason two, the backup could come in handy."

"Sae he wanted me tae seduce th' fellow?

"Just remember to use protection, Captain"

There was a palpable silence between the two..."hahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" That erupted into sincere laughter.

"Oh, Cecco. A'm needin' that, oh god was a'm needin' that."

"Any time captain, any time."

"Come to the Pit over on 9th street and 27th avenue at 1 pm and bring your weapon and some workout clothes and something to wear afterwards, we are going to sweat."

That was the text that was waiting for Jaune when he woke up bright and early this morning, ready to face whatever the day could throw at him! Granted he hadn't included a long, hard, sweaty training session with Tock, Get your mind out of the gutter! as a part of his original plans but he most certainly was not going to complain especially since a veteran Huntress was taking time out of her doubtlessly busy schedule to help him master his sword. Granted he would have to reschedule a few things to meet up with Tock but, The others will understand, We all need to get stronger and this is going to help me do just that. After all and if I am stronger than the others won't have to worry about me while we fight and I'll be able to actually help everyone else. It's a Win-Win! Nevertheless, there was another far less noble reason why he was so eager to come and it was because he found Tock to be as Hot as the Fires of Hell itself and it wasn't just for her body, the way she moved, her voice, the way she spoke, acted towards him and how she just took command! It was honestly all too much for him, not that you would ever catch him complaining.

But no matter what his reason was, it didn't change the fact that it would ultimately result in good so with that in mind Jaune did as instructed and was now standing in front of a dilapidated building with a old broken sign labeling it as the "Pit," Why would she want to meet in a place like this? He briefly wondered if this was a good idea but quickly dismissed such thoughts as unjustified paranoia on his part after all, There is no one who in their right mind would want to hurt a Huntsman, not while the city is still recovering from a Grimm attack. So, with that reassurance, he entered the Pit and soon discovered to his immense surprise what appeared to be a Gym of some sort judging by the various exercise equipment that was arranged in the room in a surprisingly organized and welcoming manner. There were not many people inside the gym but the ones that were there all had this sort of dangerous edge to them and few looked at him with annoyance and one even got up and began moving towards him . He tensed himself preparing for a confrontation with this stranger but just when it looked like he was going to say something he along with everyone else saw the empty sleeve and even the most dangerous-looking of them seemed to soften up a little with the stranger turning around and returning to his work out.

Most people would have been relieved that nothing had happened but Jaune hated it and to make it worse, on a logical level he knew that he was being unfair to them after all, They probably thought I lost the arm during The Breach, a fellow victim just trying to get one with their lives, Or maybe they just think I'm not worth their time! It was an unfair and illogical assumption but, that was just how he felt at that moment.

"Awright, love! Ower 'ere!" Tock's voice snapped him back to reality as he realized that her voice was coming from the back of the gym and so he followed it the and found her standing in front of a suspicious reinforced steel door while she dressed in a rather loose long-sleeved white hoodie with the hood up, Makes sense considering how Faunus aren't rather beloved these days, as well as some very well-fitting black yoga pants that almost seemed built with intention to show off the wearer's legs, thighs, and ass. The more he looked at it the more certain he became that he could make out the definition of her leg musc- "Sae, ah tak' it ye'r an ass man? or maybe ye'r imagining yer head atween mah thighs."

"Wha- What!?" Jaune wasn't even aware that he was staring at her legs and before he could form a proper response aka lie to save his honor, Tock let out a lovely chuckle and opened the steel door behind her and walked in the room while motioning for him to follow her. Once inside it became abundantly clear that this new room was some kind of arena, a place where people could fight or simply talk in complete privacy, I don't even want to imagine what some people used this room for.

Tock then pointed to a corner of the room, "Juist drap whit ye dinnae need ower thare 'n' git ready darlin'. Today a'm aff tae mak' ye a man," she slowly licked her lips as she said that last part.

Jaune was nervous as all bloody hell and it wasn't because of Tock flirtations, though that was a part of it. The real reason was because he'd seen Tock fight once before and it was brutal, a near complete opposite of Weiss's elegance. But most importantly it lacked any Dust, any ranged weaponry and as far as he could tell she didn't even use a Semblance which meant that he could copy her. Sure there were differences such as the fact that she dual wielded but these were still moves that he could learn and perform. He could stop being dead weight, But what if she decides that there is no point in teaching me? Sure, she doesn't like the kind of person who'd up and leave me on my own. But, then again I don't know this woman… who I married while drunk. Dear lord have I made some terrible, but sexy, life decisions.

"Dearie, are ye ready?" Tock playfully called out to Jaune bringing him out of his thoughts and back to the training session at hand. So he turned around to face her and his jaw nearly hit the floor thanks to what he saw her wearing or rather what she wasn't wearing. All Tock did was take off the Hoodie revealing a white sports bra underneath however, it also gave him a good look at his wife's body which was something he didn't get to enjoy back at the hotel due to the circumstances. But here and now there was nothing else on his mind to distract him from her incredibly fit and toned body which was on full display for him and him alone and him alone and then the mood did a complete 180 when she pulled out both her Rapier and Cutlass while smiled at him revealing her large and very sharp teeth which promised nothing but pain, it was a smile that said "I'm gonna fuck you up," and not in a fun way. However for some odd reason Jaune's libdio didn't die when confronted with his fear but rather it combined with it and for the first but, not the only time in his life he would experience what is known as.

The Fear Boner.

Jaune was on the ropes though that wasn't a surprise, he knew from the beginning that Tock was a much better fighter than him, it was why he wanted her to teach him in the first place but what he didn't expect was how dirty of a fighter she was and just how effective her techniques could be. Frankly it was all rather fascinating but as much as he would like to admire her style it would have to wait till after they were done and he wasn't anywhere closed to finish just yet. Tightening his grip on the Rapier he got back into form just in time for Tock to bum rush him, the first time she had done this he was caught woefully off-guard and had been slammed into the floor but this time he was ready and attempted a jab at her, not a full-powered thrust like some fools would have done but a simple and quick jab. It was a safe move that used Tock's own speed against her and could have won him the fight right then and there if he had been fighting someone whose Aura was still locked, Tock was a different story altogether. She didn't dodge the jab completely, there was no way she could have and even if she could she didn't need to, she was more than happy to accept a glancing blow on her arm because she returned the favor with a shoulder tackle. Jaune was knocked back but not knocked down however it didn't matter as Tock took the opportunity to deliver a powerful skull rattling pommel strike to his head taking out his Aura and leaving him laying on the floor in defeat.

"Well, ah think that's enough fur th'day, howfur ye feeling love?" she asked while helping him back up.

"Honestly, I'm feeling inspired… and pain, lots of pain."

Tock was genuinely surprised, "Inspired? Ah, haven't heard that one afore. Sure, yer nae kind o' masochist?"

He couldn't help but chuckle a little, "The thing is, I've been struggling on how to best use my weapon. Against Grimm I'm okay, it's just a case of stabbing the right spot but, against…," he was trying to figure out the best way to word it with giving anything away, he didn't think Tock was working for whoever was behind the Breach but, better safe than sorry.

"Yi'll want tae know howfur tae beat doon someone wha has aura," Tock was looking at Jaune's face studying it for any sign of confirmation and she saw it, a brief moment of surprise that he quickly tried to force down. He knows something, well Tock, you better choose your next words dead carefully or maybe you don't have to. maybe it's about time for a change of subject. Don't wanna press too hard and scare him away, "Ye know, dear, a'm sort o' disappointed that ye didnae use that hook o' yers. Ah mean juist think aboot it, tis just begging tae be used."

Jaune looked at Tock with a confused look on his face. "You want me to use my Hook as a weapon?"

"Wel nae as it's right now, ya gowk. Ye wid hae tae modify it, bit it wid be a huge favor tae yersel'."

"Tock You Beautiful Genius! That's It!" he couldn't believe what a massive idiot he was being, the prosthetic was useless as it was, but it didn't have to be. Sure he didn't have the know-how to build a weapon from scratch, but Ruby Rose was his best friend and she was a weapon Nut! Oh! To think that the answer was right there in front of me the whole time! Oh, wait... I already lost one of my arms. Dammit, I can't spare the one I'm using.

"Awright, babe, catch!" she threw something at him that he quickly snatched out of the air and examined it, it was his missing arm. "Ah found it in mah stuff, I guess it git mixed in while we were on our honeymoon. Tak' care nae tae lose again," she explained as they left to wind down for a bit before starting again once Jaune's Aura recovered a little.

It was night by the time he made it back to Beacon so despite wanting to start on his sidearm project right away that he wisely decided to sleep on it and that he would tell Ruby about his idea tomorrow. Either way, he still didn't know how he was going to weaponize the arm, Maybe a hidden blade or maybe a hidden pistol, though how effective would either be? Making his way to his dorm room he took note of how life was already starting to move past the Breach, classes would resume soon, business as usual would shortly return to Vale and Team JNPR would be given a chance to start and finish that mission to the village. Most likely by the time they came back, the rest of the city would return to normal and he and Tock could get their marriage annulled... That last thought made him feel strange, he couldn't say that he loved Tock. He appreciated her teaching him and he did enjoy the time they spent together but she was still a stranger in many ways.

He then spotted Pyrrha sitting just outside of their room, dressed in her pajamas. "Hey, Pyr. Why are you sitting here instead of sitting inside? Were you worried about me?"

"Actually Jaune, It's Ren and Nora," Pyrrha looked tired.

Jaune was growing worried, Did something happen to them?

Pyrrha read the look on Jaune's face and answered the question that she knew was running through his mind. "Ren and Nora have been talking about things, The Breach was an eye-opening experience for them and the idea that someone beyond the White Fang could be behind it really scared them. So they started talking…"

"RIGHT THERE! RIGHT FUCKING THERE! YESSSSSSSSS! OH SWEET GOD REN! HARDER!" Nora shouted from the other side of the door.

"And now they are Together Together," A very tired and sleepy Pyrrha answered.