Hopeful beginning Chapter 13, a RWBY + Naruto Crossover fanfic

chapter 13: Jaune Arc

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- "because I did it" The character thought.

- "How are you?" Biju/Summon/Beast Thoughts.

- "I fell in love with." , character speaking.

This fanfic is jbigust for fun, I don't own any characters from Naruto or the rwby series. I hope you enjoy reading this story I created

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—《But it's been no bed of roses

No pleasure cruise

I consider it a challenge before the whole human race

And I ain't going to lose》

—"You know, just when I thought Naruto couldn't surprise me anymore, he goes and does this," Ren said with a deadpan look,—"by Oum, I'm sure this wasn't planned."

—"I agree with you," Pyrrha said with a slight smile on her face,— "Naruto is always unpredictable like that."

—《We are the champions, my friend

And we'll keep on fighting till the end

We are the champions

No time for losers

Because we are the champions of the world 》

—"I had no idea Naruto knew how to play the piano," Ruby asked with wide eyes of surprise.

—"Yes, it's amazing what Naruto can do," Weiss said.

—"And he also sings very well, but I had never heard this song, where did he get it from?" Yang spoke.

Ren, Pyrrha, Ruby, Weiss and Yang weren't the only ones who were amazed by Naruto's performance. The entire courtyard was filled with students, teachers, and visitors who had come to Beacon, the prestigious hunter academy.

His mission was to give a motivational speech to new students and share his experiences as a student. But Naruto, who had never been very good at following rules, decided it would be more fun to give them a musical show.

So, unbeknownst to anyone, he had set up a stage with a piano, a microphone and some speakers. He had chosen a song that he liked a lot, one that he had heard on one of his trips around the world.

—《We are the champions, my friend

And we'll keep on fighting till the end

We are the champions 》

—"Glynda".

—"Yes, Ozpin,"

—"This was not in the program."

—"Lo sé".

—"And why is Mr. Uzumaki singing and how has he set up this scene here?"

—"I have no idea, he didn't tell me anything."

Glynda and Ozpin watched Naruto with a mixture of surprise and resignation. They knew Naruto well and knew that he was capable of anything. Although they would have liked him to follow the established script, they couldn't deny that his performance was impressive and that he was cheering everyone up.

— "Hohoho," a jolly laugh was heard, — "this boy really knows how to entertain the masses, he's a great showman," Peter Port spoke.

—"Yes, is there anything this young man doesn't do well?" said Bartholomew Oobleck with his characteristic thermos of coffee.

Professors Port and Oobleck also watched Naruto, along with other colleagues.

—《We are the champions

No time for losers

Because we are the champions...

Of the world 》

When Naruto finished singing, he stood up from his piano and stood in front of the crowd, which erupted in applause and cheers. He bowed in thanks and smiled widely. He was very happy with how everything had turned out and seeing everyone's faces of astonishment and admiration. Of course, he intended to follow Glynda and Ozpin's instructions, but he decided to give it a more personal touch, so to speak.

—"Welcome to Beacon!" she exclaimed excitedly.

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—"Welcome to Beacon, the beacon of hope and celebration of the vital festival. Today is not only a holiday, but a sacred moment in which we honor the union and coexistence of the diverse cultures of Remnant. We remember the end of the Great War , a dark era that will be marked by infamy in our history."

—"But it is also a day of joy, where we celebrate the dawn of a new era. An era forged on the foundations of a better world, a world full of possibilities for all. Although that ideal future has not yet reached our doors, We remain hopeful that future generations will witness its splendor.

—"The peace we enjoy today would not be possible without the collaboration and sacrifice of our heroes, the hunters. Brave warriors who fight tirelessly to protect our world and its people from the terrible Grimm."

—"It is our obligation, our unavoidable duty, to take over and perpetuate your ideals. During this festival, we will demonstrate our skills in combat, showing the world that we are the new guardians. With us, security is guaranteed, and we will not cease in our fight. Evil will only prevail over our lifeless bodies, and even then, our resistance will endure.

Our will is unbreakable, and we will not give up. It is our duty, our responsibility to protect them, and we will not be defeated!"

The place erupted in applause, filled with joy at Uzumaki's words. The academy professors nodded approvingly, impressed by his eloquence.

—"He really has a way with words," Bartholomew commented, with a wry smile.

—"If the young Uzumaki keeps up this pace, he will not only stand out as a formidable hunter, but he could even eclipse all those before him," commented Peter Port, with a mischievous smile and a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

The atmosphere was filled with laughter and jokes as students and teachers shared a moment of togetherness, inspired by the fervor and determination that vibrated in every word of the speech they had just witnessed.

—"Now, let us welcome the students of Haven Academy, whose impertinence is surpassed only by their enthusiasm," he announced, causing a new wave of cheers among those present.

—"And let's not forget the steadfast students of Shade Academy," he continued, as applause echoed throughout the room.

—"And, of course, to the upright and disciplined students of Atlas Academy, always ready and willing to defend the innocent," Naruto said, saluting militarily. The Atlas students were not as effusive as the others, but they nodded and smiled proudly.

—"Also, I must admit that none of this would be possible without the guidance of the beautiful and charming Vice Principal Glynda Goodwitch," he added, as a slightly confused but pleased Glynda nodded from the stage.

—"And now, I say goodbye. Miss Goodwitch will give you instructions for the festival. It has been a pleasure to welcome you. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did," Naruto Uzumaki concluded, coming down from the stage to join his friends among the applause and admiration from all.

The Haven students couldn't resist launching a playful retort:— "We hope those words aren't just hot air, Uzumaki!", they shouted, causing widespread laughter.

—"And don't forget us when you're famous!" added a Shade student, while those from Atlas nodded solemnly, although with a knowing smile.

Glynda, regaining her composure, approached the microphone. — "Well, after that very... 'Uzumaki' speech, let's proceed with the instructions. Please pay attention," she said, and the audience fell into an expectant silence, ready for the next part of the event.

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—"What did you think, girls?" , Naruto asked with a shy smile. —"Did you enjoy my speech?"

Weiss responded with a radiant smile, —"It was impressive, Naruto." He scratched his head, embarrassed but pleased.

—"Naruto, that was amazing!" Ruby exclaimed, hugging him with such force that she almost knocked him down. Despite the size difference, Naruto managed to stay on his feet.

—"Thank you, Ruby," he said, gently stroking the silver-eyed girl's head.

—"You did incredibly well," Ren commented. —"I bet you improvised everything, right?"

—"Ah, you know me too well, friend. It's a little scary, have you been spying on me?" Naruto joked.

Ren shook his head, smiling. —"I just hope you don't get in trouble for this."

—"Don't worry, if there are problems, I'll make sure you guys don't get involved," Naruto assured.

Weiss, surprised, interjected, "I had no idea you sang."

—"Yes, when I arrived in Vale, I didn't have a cent. Singing in the streets was my way of making a living," Naruto explained.

Yang laughed. —"It was you who sang in the streets of Vale! I didn't recognize you."

—"Were you there? I didn't see you either. How small the world is," Naruto said with a mischievous smile.

He approached Weiss and whispered, "So, Weiss, would you mind if I sing to you on your balcony in private?" Although he spoke quietly, everyone could hear him. Weiss, red with embarrassment, pushed him away.

—"Naruto, stop flirting with her," Nora reprimanded.

—"I'm not flirting, I'm just bothering her a little," Naruto defended himself.

Ren intervened with a serious look, — "I don't think it counts as annoyance if she enjoys it."

—"Really?" Naruto asked, confused. — "Weiss, do you enjoy being bothered?"

—"Of course not!" Weiss exclaimed, indignant.

—"Come, she doesn't enjoy it. Stop making strange assumptions," Naruto said, trying to change the subject.

Suddenly, a voice called from a distance, "Naruto!" , Everyone turned towards the fountain and saw a tall blonde boy waving. Naruto recognized him and they both ran to meet each other.

—"Naruto!" the boy shouted.

—"Jaune!" Naruto responded with equal enthusiasm.

But Jaune's joy quickly turned to annoyance. — "Naruto!" She exclaimed with a more severe tone.

—"Jaune?" Naruto asked, confused.

Jaune's voice went from cheerful to irritated. — "Naruto!"

—"Oh no!" Naruto muttered, turning to flee.

—"Naruto, wait!", Jaune shouted. —"I am going to kill you!"

Naruto ran, shouting, — "Aaaaah!"

—"Come here, coward! How can you think of sending me those things? Specialist Schnee checks the rooms every week! You have no idea how much trouble you've gotten me into!", Jaune exclaimed.

Naruto's friends watched the scene with bewilderment and a mixture of concern and amusement.

Amidst the confusion and laughter, the group's camaraderie grew stronger, united by Naruto's antics and indomitable charisma.

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—"Let me introduce you to a good friend," Naruto began, holding Jaune by the neck, who was leaning slightly due to his superior stature. -"He is..."

—"Jaune Arc," Weiss interrupted, — "or as they call him, 'the immortal'." Jaune blushed and covered his face with both hands in a show of modesty.

—"Oh no, please don't do that," he pleaded.

—"Wow, it seems like you're a celebrity even here, huh, buddy?" Naruto joked, his voice filled with joy.

—"'The Immortal'?" Ruby asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. Weiss turned her head towards his leader, raising an eyebrow in annoyance.

—"Really, Ruby?" he questioned.

—"I don't know him either," Yang admitted, scratching her head in confusion.

—"Same here," added Blake Belladonna. The rest of the NNPR team also seemed confused, except for Pyrrha, who showed signs of recognition.

—"Really? No one follows the news here?", Weiss put her hands to her temples, exasperated.

—"Jaune, 'the immortal', although only a first-year student at Atlas Academy, has completed four missions considered impossible and suicidal. Not even an experienced hunter could have survived such tests, and he...", He pointed to Jaune, who looked nervous, — "...not only survived, but he also completed them. And the most impressive thing is that he did it alone, without any help."

—"He's not as great as the media makes him out to be", Jaune interjected, scratching the back of his neck in a gesture reminiscent of a certain blonde ninja. —"The truth is that I was very lucky to get out of those missions alive."

Chat aside, Naruto proceeded to introduce Jaune to his friends. The camaraderie was instant; if Naruto considered Jaune a friend, then he was their friend too.

—"You have many friends... I could barely count mine on one hand", Jaune commented with a humble smile.

—"Wow!" Ruby exclaimed, surprised. — "Is that true?" she asked, pointing to the scroll of hers that displayed a headline: "Freshman ,Jaune Arc Saves a Convoy of Atlas Soldiers from the White Fang".

With a mischievous smile, Naruto added a touch of irony to the conversation. — "It seems that I not only have a gift for words, but also for deeds. But don't worry, I won't let fame change me. After all, what would a hero be without his loyal team?"

Yang interjected skeptically, —"That doesn't seem so impossible."

Blake, with a raised eyebrow, questioned,— "Why would such a mission be impossible?"

—"You see, the White Fang was led by Adam Taurus, and they had stolen state-of-the-art weaponry from Atlas. I went alone, so it was practically a suicide mission. Even the Atlas hunters refused to go, since it was certain death." "Jaune explained seriously.

Hearing the name Adam Taurus made Blake shudder. —"So, you fought Adam Taurus..."

—"By Oum, he was about to kill me," Jaune said, showing with his fingers how close he was to his end.

Ruby, impressed, exclaimed, —"It's amazing that you're friends with someone like that, Naruto!"

Jaune, scratching the back of his neck modestly, brushed it off, — "It's no big deal."

—"Don't put yourself down, Jaune," said a voice, and everyone turned to look at the newcomers.

—"Guys, you found Penny", Jaune announced, clearly excited.

—"Friend Ruby, how are you?", Penny greeted affectionately.

Jaune, surprised, commented,— "It seems like they already know each other. I guess you met her when you escaped from me."

Penny, in a barely audible tone of voice, added, "I just couldn't... be closer... to you."

—"Naruto, meet my teammates," Jaune began, pointing to Flynt Coal, a dark-skinned young man with dark brown eyes, rectangular sunglasses, and a fedora with a blue trim. He was wearing a vest over an unbuttoned white shirt, with a loose tie, dark pants, silver shoes, and a glove on his left hand.

—"And this is Neon Katt," he continued, introducing a light-skinned girl with green eyes and red-orange hair with blue stripes. As a feline faunus, she had a pink cat tail that became lighter towards the tip of it. She wore a light blue tank top over a purple bra, purple shorts under a pink combat miniskirt, and a white belt with a smiley buckle. Her hair was styled in two pigtails.

—"And to conclude, Penny Polendina. We have come to join the celebration of the Vital Festival. I went ahead with Penny for safety reasons, although at that moment I did not understand the entire situation. We were waiting for the rest of the team," Jaune finished with a look that still denoted some confusion.

Naruto, with a broad gesture, invited the group to follow him. — "Come on, there's a lot I want to show you," he said enthusiastically.

—"Of course!" everyone responded in unison, ready to follow Naruto on his journey.

As they prepared to walk, Jaune stopped abruptly, captured by the sight of a young woman with black hair and eyes that glowed with a yellow-orange glow, reminiscent of dancing flames. She looked at him too, and for a brief moment, time seemed to stop. However, she looked away and continued on her way, leaving Jaune lost in a sea of thoughts, feeling a strange familiarity with her.

—"Cindy", he murmured almost inaudibly.

—"Jaune!" , Naruto called him, breaking him out of his reverie.

—"Is everything okay, Jaune?" , Naruto asked, noticing his friend's distraction.

—"Yes, everything is fine," Jaune responded with a forced smile, trying to hide his confusion. —"Come on, it was just a moment of distraction."

The conversation between the friends continued. Jokes flew as they explored the surroundings, each adding their own nuance to the colorful mosaic of personalities. Jaune, although still thoughtful about the fleeting encounter, was carried away by the group's joy, determined to enjoy the festival and the surprises it would bring.

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—"Ozpin," said a voice that carried both seriousness and a hint of joy as it approached Director Ozpin's seat. The office was bathed in the golden light of the evening, filtering through the large windows and lending an almost mystical air to the place.

—"General," responded Ozpin with a respectful tone, rising from his seat with the grace of someone who had led countless battles, not only on the field but also in the corridors of power. He approached the general, extending his hand in a gesture of camaraderie.

—"Let's dispense with formalities, shall we? It's been an eternity since we last met in person", said the newcomer, breaking any protocol with a smile.

—"James, then," conceded Ozpin, and the two men shook hands, their smiles reflecting the camaraderie of old friends who shared a past filled with untold stories.

—"And Glynda, how have you been?", James inquired, turning his head toward the imposing figure of the woman standing nearby. Her posture was that of an unyielding and fierce warrior.

—"James", she replied in a flat and serious voice, each syllable seemingly carved in stone. —"Well, I'll take my leave." With a fluid and elegant movement, Glynda turned away, her cape billowing behind her like a flag in the wind.

James Ironwood watched as Glynda exited the director's office, then turned his gaze back to Ozpin. —"She hasn't changed, has she? Is she still angry about the last time?"

Ozpin simply shook his head, his expression that of someone enjoying a private joke.— "She holds quite a grudge against you. You're fortunate she doesn't express it physically, because what you did that day… it's not easily forgiven."

—"It wasn't my fault! I don't know how many times I have to repeat it. Her sister drugged me; I didn't have full control of my body," James defended himself, his voice rising in a mix of frustration and desperation.

—"Yes, I also tried to explain that to Glynda, but I suppose women can be somewhat… irrational", said Ozpin, his tone suggesting he was treading on dangerous ground with such words.

Ozpin simply sat back down at his desk and steepled his fingers. —"Very well, James. Could you explain why there's a military presence throughout the entire Kingdom of Vale?"

—"The Council put me in charge of security for the festival", James explained, his voice hardening as if carrying the weight of immense responsibility.

—"But why so much weaponry? It wasn't necessary", Ozpin questioned, his furrowed brow reflecting genuine concern.

—"I work in the best interests of the Kingdom," affirmed James, his gaze unwavering—the look of a man convinced of his mission.

Ozpin exhaled a sigh that seemed to carry the burden of a peaceful world teetering on the edge of suspicion. —"You know we're in times of peace, James. If you bring in weaponry like this, people will start talking."

—"Better they talk than they weep. I'd rather be the villain in their narrative if it means keeping them safe," retorted James Ironwood, his voice a bastion of resolve, leaving no room for debate in his defensive strategy.

—"Furthermore," continued General Ironwood, his gaze lost in the horizon of ominous possibilities looming over them, "if what Qrow says is true, we're in serious trouble…"

—"If what Qrow says is true, we'll handle it with cunning and caution," Ozpin interrupted, his tone that of a master who had witnessed the same mistake made by impetuous students too many times.

—"You're being too complacent. We must act before tragedy catches us off guard," James insisted, his concern palpable in every word.

—"No, James. I know the ending of this story better than anyone, and we won't proceed hastily," Ozpin said, his voice a calm river amidst the storm.

—"Very well," James finally conceded. —"I'll trust your judgment. But don't make me say 'I told you so.' "

—"Thank you for understanding, my friend."

—"Now, tell me about Qrow," James changed the subject, seeking news of their ally.

—"Considering the circumstances, Qrow is doing well. He only has a fracture in his left arm. It's impressive that someone managed to injure him like that," Ozpin commented, still astonished by the news.

—"From what I understand, this Sasuke fellow is a formidable adversary. He bested Qrow, and to think that someone of such caliber is loose in the kingdom… We know nothing about him except for his distinctive attire: a white mask and a black cloak as dark as the night," Ozpin reflected, his mind analyzing every detail.

—"This is complicated. In fact, the most concerning part is that he's affiliated with Roman Torchwick," Ozpin added, revealing a disturbing connection.

James simply sighed and ran a hand over his face. —"Damn, so he's part of the Dust robberies."

—"Yes, prices are skyrocketing in the kingdom. An economic collapse is imminent, and I fear the people's reaction," expressed Ozpin, his concern for the well-being of the populace evident.

—"And Amber?" Ironwood inquired, shifting focus to another urgent matter.

Ozpin sighed heavily, lowering his head. —"She's still the same. Her vital signs weaken with each passing minute. We must act, because we know all too well that whoever attacked her will come to finish what they started."

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In the silent library of Beacon, the air was charged with tension and concentration. Teams RWBY and JNPR had gathered for an afternoon of strategy and camaraderie, represented in an intricate board game spread out before them. While Team RWBY engaged in a battle of wits, Blake was absorbed in the pages of the latest volume of Naruto, a series that, to the surprise of many, had gained unusual popularity among the female audience thanks to its Icha-Icha publications. What no one in the room knew was that the author behind the pseudonym was Naruto himself, a secret he carefully maintained.

On the other hand, Team NNPR seemed divided in their activities. Nora and Ren had opted for a moment of tranquility, leaving Pyrrha and an enthusiastic Naruto immersed in their own personal duel. Although what began as a friendly competition quickly turned into a battle of taunts and shared laughter, especially for Pyrrha, who found deep joy in these moments with her leader.

—"Come on, Pyrrha, do you really think you can stop the advance of my empire? It's spreading uncontrollably, and I doubt your fortresses can hold out much longer," Naruto taunted with a triumphant smile.

—"Shut up, Naruto. My mountain bastions are impregnable, and my fleets dominate the coasts. I still control vast lands in the south," Pyrrha replied, her voice firm but her cheeks tinged with a slight blush.

—"What a pity," said Naruto with feigned compassion, moving a piece on the board. —"It seems your coasts have fallen. I'm one step away from conquering you, Pyrrha. Won't you offer more resistance? I could almost think you want to be defeated."

Pyrrha blushed even more, but her gaze was defiant. —"In your dreams, Naruto. Your northern walls will fall before my assault."

—"Try it, Pyrrha. Really, I want you to," Naruto challenged her, his tone full of defiance and fun.

It was then that Sun Wukong's voice echoed in the room, interrupting the tension of the game.— "Hello, friends," he greeted, accompanied by a figure who stood out for his colorful attire.— "Let me introduce someone. This is my friend Neptune Vasilias."

Neptune, a teenager with bronzed skin and an imposing stature, confidently made his way forward. His dark blue eyes shone intensely under strands of light blue hair combed to the right, contrasting with the shaved sides of his head. He dressed with youthful elegance: a white shirt adorned with a black tie, over which he wore a red jacket with black lapels. On his back, a circular silver emblem stood out, hinting at the place where his weapon rested. Completing his outfit, navy blue jeans with black protections and gray boots.

—"Hello, how are you, snow angel?" Neptune greeted, approaching Weiss with a charming smile. But Weiss, engrossed in her game against Yang, barely paid him any attention, her concentration broken only by the laughter of Pyrrha and Naruto. The couple's happiness seemed to create a world of their own around them, oblivious to the others, which caused Weiss to frown. However, upon noticing Neptune's presence, her attention shifted to him, curious about his words.

—"It seems the game is getting interesting," Neptune commented, observing the board with a playful smile.— "Any chance you'll let me join the fun?"

Weiss turned to Neptune, a mocking smile appearing on her lips. —"Maybe, if you promise not to distract us more than you already have," she said in a sarcastic but kind tone.

—"And tell me, Neptune, where are you from?"

—"Well, I come from… "

—"There you are, Naruto!" a voice interrupted from the entrance of the library. It was Jaune, flanked by his team. —"It looks like you're engrossed in that game again."

—"Yes, do you remember when we played at your house with your sisters?"

—"Of course, I lost many times, but I learned a lot."

Neptune, quickly losing interest in the conversation with Weiss, turned to Jaune with enthusiasm.— "I can't believe it, it's you!"

—"Eh?" Jaune responded, visibly confused.

—"Jaune 'the immortal,' it's you!"

—"Yes, that… is me," Jaune admitted, his voice tinged with embarrassment.

—"It's an honor to meet you," said Neptune, shaking Jaune's hand vigorously.— "Is it true that you used to take poison as a child to become immune to toxins?"

Jaune looked at him incredulously and replied dryly. —"No, of course not. I'm pretty sure taking poison would kill me."

Laughter echoed in the Beacon library, a camaraderie echo that filled the room. Ren couldn't help but join the chorus of laughter, his usual composure broken by the absurd comment.

Jaune, with unusual seriousness, approached Naruto, who was still immersed in his strategic duel with Pyrrha. —"Naruto, I need to ask you another favor. You've been a great help so far, but there's something else I need."

Naruto nodded, without taking his eyes off the board.— "Tell me, what do you need?" ,he asked in a low tone, maintaining the confidentiality of the conversation.

—"I want you to help me master the fourth gate," Jaune confessed in a whisper. Naruto stopped his move, surprised, and turned to look at Jaune directly.

—"Have you reached the fourth gate?" Naruto inquired, impressed.

—"Yes, it was difficult, but I did it."

Naruto murmured a barely audible "wow," and a contained laugh was heard in his mind.

— "You were not wrong with him, there is something unique about him. It seems that adapting ninja techniques to the aura was not so far-fetched," commented the fox.

— "Aura and chakra have their similarities, although learning ninja techniques with aura is an almost impossible feat . "

— "But Jaune has achieved it, driven by his desire for strength ," Naruto reflected.

With an approving smile, Naruto nodded. —"Of course, I'll help you. We'll start early tomorrow."

Jaune, relieved and grateful, responded: —"Thank you for the reference videos, I would have been lost without them."

—"You're welcome. It's a pleasure to help you on your path to becoming a great hunter."

—"Thank you for everything, friend. Really, thank you," Jaune insisted, his gratitude evident.

—"You don't need to thank me. I only provided you with the tools; your progress is your merit," Naruto stated humbly.

Jaune nodded, but before Naruto could resume his game, he raised his voice for everyone to hear. —"And one more thing... I would like to face you in combat."

The bustle in the room stopped suddenly, and all eyes fell on the two young men. —"I want to see how far I've come, and there's no better way to find out than by facing you, friend."

Naruto showed a challenging smile. —"That's exactly what I wanted to hear. Let's wait for the next combat class. I look forward to your challenge."

—"And I await yours," Jaune replied, equally defiant.

The conversation between Jaune and Naruto wasn't just an exchange of words; It was a testament to their growth and the promise of a future challenge they both longed for.

In the quiet sanctuary of the library, bonds of friendship and mutual respect were woven with every shared gesture and glance. Teammates and adversaries alike gathered together, creating a bond that only those who had shared the heat of battle could understand. As the board game progressed, with Pyrrha patiently awaiting her turn, the anticipation of future challenges filled the air with an almost tangible tension.

Flynt, with an expression of resignation, broke the silence. — "Here we go again," he commented.

Neon nodded, his voice full of amusement. -"Yes again".

Ruby curiously leaned forward. —"What do you mean?"

Neon gave him a meaningful look. —"Although it may not seem like it, Jaune has a rivalry with your friend Naruto. Even though they are not together, he trains in the hope of being able to challenge him and, perhaps, defeat him one day."

Flynt nodded respectfully. — "He is admirable, truly. He trains to exhaustion with the sole purpose of reaching Naruto."

Yang, with a gesture of disbelief, intervened. — "I don't think Jaune is a match for Naruto. I've seen Naruto fight; his strength is amazing. Immortal or not, I doubt Jaune can surpass him."

Penny, however, gently disagreed. — "You may be right about Jaune's chances, but I have observed his interactions. Naruto also sees Jaune as his rival."

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The door to the Ruby team's room opened with a bang, and Yang, with a mix of frustration and worry, couldn't help but express her regret:

—"We shouldn't have let him play."

Ruby, always the optimist, responded with a defiant smile: — "You're just upset because Jaune beat you," defending Naruto's friend.

Blake, who had once again tried to withdraw discreetly, stopped dead when she heard Weiss's voice:— "Stop there, Blake! You've been quieter and more distant than usual lately, and although I know it's your style,

—"It's already worrying me. So please share with us, what's happening to you, Blake Belladonna?"

With a sigh that seemed to carry the weight of the world, Blake turned to face her companions. — "I just can't understand how everyone can be so calm," she confessed with a voice that barely hid her concern.

—"Are you still worried about Torchwick?" Ruby asked, her tone filled with genuine concern that reflected the depth of their friendship.

—"Torchwick, the White Fang… there are things you don't know because they were never officially announced," Blake revealed with a seriousness that chilled the room. —"But there's someone else… a damned masked man. Do you remember why I ended up in the infirmary? It wasn't for fighting Torchwick. It was that masked man who fought with me."

Yang, trying to lighten the mood with her characteristic brazenness, joked:— "Well, I don't think he was that strong. I mean, you were surrounded by a group of White Fangs."

But Blake interrupted her, her voice firm and her eyes burning with an intensity she rarely showed:— "It wasn't like that. He fought alone against me. The others were stealing while he held us back, me and Sun. He treated us like children, and he wasn't even fighting seriously. He was just playing with us."

Remembering the confrontation, Blake hugged herself, trembling at the memory of the feeling of helplessness that overwhelmed her when facing that enemy for the second time. —"And frankly, I can't be calm knowing that such a person is loose."

Blake's words, laden with a gravity that cut to the bone, faded into a silence that was in itself a declaration of the seriousness of their situation and the shared resolution to face the challenges ahead.

"Ozpin has told us not to worry," Yang intervened in a tone that tried to be comforting,— "he will take care of everything."

But Blake, with a look that reflected her deep knowledge of the White Fang, replied firmly: —"I don't think so, he doesn't know the White Fang like I do." The companions exchanged glances that revealed a tacit understanding of the tension looming over them.

Weiss let out a heavy sigh, as if trying to release the burden of responsibility she felt. —"Look, between the nightclub fight seeker, the criminal pursuer, and the freedom fighter, it seems I have to be the voice of reason. We are students," she emphasized, making sure her message resonated clearly, —"and we are not ready to face something like this."

Blake, with a passion burning in her eyes, exclaimed: —"And we may never be! Enemies won't wait for us to graduate. They're out there," she said, pointing to the invisible horizon beyond the walls,— "planning their next move."

Ruby, with a smile that tried to instill courage, threw a question into the air:— "So, who's in favor of facing a criminal organization that could destroy Vale? Say 'I'!"

Yang, with her characteristic enthusiasm, exclaimed: —"Yes!" ,pointing to Blake with a gesture of approval. —"I love it when you get aggressive."

Ruby, however, could only sigh at the lack of unanimous response.

Weiss, with a tone that mixed resignation and a touch of emotion, admitted: —"I suppose it will be… interesting."

At that moment, Ruby, suddenly remembering something important, exclaimed: —"Oh, I forgot my game!" and ran out of the room. As she ran down the hallway, she unexpectedly collided with someone.

Ruby, finding herself on the floor, looked up at the figures she had collided with. —"I'm so sorry," she said quickly, her voice tinkling with a mix of embarrassment and surprise.

—"No problem, but you should be more careful where you walk," replied a kind voice, extending a hand to help her up.

—"What are you doing here?" Ruby asked innocently.

"We're visitors," was the simple response. Ruby processed the information, her mind working at full speed.

—"Ah, you're exchange students."

—"Yes, we come from Haven," confirmed one of the girls.

—"But I think we've gotten lost," added another voice, with a tone that suggested it might not be an accident.

At that moment, a familiar voice called from behind the group: —"Ruby!" It was Jaune, holding Ruby's forgotten game. —"Naruto asked me to bring it to you."

—"Thank you, Jaune, you didn't have to do that," Ruby responded, her gratitude evident in her voice.

Jaune approached and handed the board game to Ruby. —"You should be less distracted, it's a big problem," he joked. Ruby laughed and touched her head, embarrassed by her oversight.

—"Oh, right, sorry, I haven't introduced myself," said Jaune, turning his attention to the students Ruby had bumped into. He looked closely at the girl with black hair and yellow-orange eyes. They said nothing, but their gazes intertwined in an eloquent silence. The black-haired girl frowned, her friendly smile had disappeared.

—"Nice to meet you," said Jaune, extending his hand. —"My name is Jaune."

The girl observed Jaune's extended hand in silence, making no move to shake it. Instead, she crossed her arms and walked away without a word.

—"Mercury, Emerald, let's go," the girl called, and her companions, after exchanging a glance, obediently followed her.

—"Wow, that was a bit rude," commented Ruby, watching them walk away.

Jaune stood watching the silhouette of the girl walking away, with the feeling that he had seen her somewhere before, a glimmer of recognition crossed his mind, but certainty slipped through his fingers like sand.

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In the heart of their refuge, Team RWBY's room, the four heroines were dressed in unusual clothing, preparing for a secret expedition aimed at revealing the sinister machinations of the White Fang. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation and the air vibrated with the promise of adventure.

—"We must have a meticulously laid out plan, shouldn't we?" Ruby asked, her voice a murmur of expectation.

Weiss stood up from her bed with the dignity conferred by her lineage, —"We, Ruby, will go to CCT in search of clues and anomalies, thefts and sightings linked to the White Fang or Torchwick that may be hidden in the company's archives." "Schnee", he declared with a glint of pride in his eyes. —"Given my ancestry, I don't expect to encounter obstacles."

Blake, with the calm of a shadow that slips through the night, intervened: — "The White Fang usually convenes clandestine assemblies to give orders and seduce new followers. If I manage to infiltrate, I will be able to unravel its enigmas."

Yang, rising with the vitality of a fire that cannot be quenched, proclaimed: —"I have a contact who is a veritable well of secrets about the ins and outs of Vale," she said with a confident smile. —"It won't be difficult to get information from him."

Blake, with a sly look, hinted: —"Let me guess, does that 'contact' frequent the same Club where Naruto used to ply his trade?"

Yang, with a hint of doubt, replied, "—Huh? No, of course not."

—"Perfect! We'll gather at sunset near Yang's meeting point to exchange what we've discovered. —Let's get to work!" Ruby exclaimed, her enthusiasm contagious.

— "Yes!" they chanted in unison.

Suddenly, Sun made his entrance with the grace of a feline.

—"Sun! What are you doing here?" Yang exclaimed, her surprise evident.

— "It's simple, it's a trick that I master perfectly," Sun replied with a mischievous smile.

Weiss, with a censorious tone, inquired: — "What exactly do you do 'perfectly'?"

Sun, with the confidence of someone who knows he is essential in any plot, stated: — "It's time to give that scoundrel what he deserves."

Blake advanced, her stance that of a born leader. — "I'm sorry, Sun, but this is a mission for the team."

Ruby, with a worried expression, added: — "Sorry, Sun, but we don't want to involve any more friends in this."

Sun, with a smile that defied logic, replied: —"That's absurd. Friends are precisely for these occasions, that's why I brought Neptune with me."

—"What?" They all exclaimed in unison, looking out the window to discover Neptune, who stood firm against the railing, fighting his vertigo.

—"Hello," Neptune greeted with a forced smile, while team RWBY looked at him with a mixture of disapproval and amusement.

—"How did you get here?" Ruby asked, her curiosity palpable.

Neptune, with a smile that could not hide his embarrassment, answered: —"I have my methods. But, seriously, would you let me in?"

Team RWBY sighed collectively, nodding in resignation at the unexpected company.

—"Arguing with you is useless, Sun," Ruby said with a tone that denoted a mix of exasperation and affection. —"Okay, Blake will go with Sun, Neptune and Yang, and Weiss will come with me."

— "Alright, let's get to work!" they exclaimed, and the air was filled with renewed determination

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On the bustling streets of Vale, Naruto and Jaune walked with an air of confusion, surrounded by their companions who watched them with a patience that bordered on amusement. — "So, what exactly is the purpose of our visit here?" Naruto asked, his curiosity as palpable as his energy.

—"Yes, friends, what adventure awaits us in this city?" Jaune seconded, his tone full of expectation.

The group exchanged knowing glances before Ren, with the calm that characterizes him, responded: —"It is a day to relax, to put aside the swords and enjoy the peace of the city."

Naruto, with a theatrical gesture towards himself and Jaune, inquired: — "But why us? Why now?"

Nora, with a frown and hands on her hips, replied: — "Naruto, you have been training with Jaune since dawn."

— "And what's wrong with that?" Naruto asked, his feigned innocence fooling no one.

—"Nothing would be bad if it weren't for the fact that they do it constantly!" Nora exclaimed, her voice resounding with a mix of exasperation and affection.

—"Exactly!", Flynn intervened with a vigorous nod. —"Since dawn broke, you two have been in an endless training frenzy. If it weren't for classes, I doubt you would have paused. You've been so engrossed that you even skipped lunch."

Naruto and Jaune exchanged glances, an 'oh' of understanding escaping Naruto's lips.

—"I understand," Jaune said, his tone was that of someone who had just solved a mystery.

—"But how long until we reach our destination?"

Neon, with a playful smile, revealed: — "It's an arcade room."

The two blondes' eyes lit up with the excitement of a child in a candy store. — "Are you taking us to the new arcade that just opened?" Naruto exclaimed, his enthusiasm was contagious.

—"Yes," the group confirmed with knowing smiles.

— "Thank you, friends!" Naruto and Jaune shouted in unison, their gratitude echoing in the streets.

Neon murmured with a wry smile:— "These two are like two drops of water," and everyone nodded, sharing a silent laugh at the similarity between the two enthusiastic friends.

—"Wow, it's about time you guys arrived," said a voice, the two blondes looked towards the new addition who was waiting near the arcade.

The arrival of Ciel Soleil, a figure known for his distinctive blue beret and imposing presence, broke the monotony of the wait. Jaune, with the exuberance of a puppy, ran towards her and picked her up in a spinning hug, as if she were reuniting with an old friend lost in time.

—"Come down, Jaune, please!" Ciel protested, his face tinted with a blush that spoke of surprise and unexpected closeness.

—"Ciel, where have you been?" Jaune asked, his voice tinged with genuine affection. Ciel, with the grace of a dancer, landed softly on the ground, her combat attire a striking contrast to the informality of the place.

—"My apologies, I was with my team," he responded with a smile that could not hide his pride in his teammates.

Jaune, without losing an ounce of his enthusiasm, put a brotherly arm around her. — "I want you to meet a great friend of mine," she said, pointing at Naruto with a wide gesture.

— "The famous Naruto that you've told me so much about?" Ciel asked, his curiosity piqued by the previous stories.

Naruto, extending a hand in a gesture of camaraderie, greeted: —"Hello, nice to meet you." Ciel, with a courtesy that reflected his upbringing, shook the offered hand.

—"The pleasure is mine," he replied with a smile that illuminated his face.

—"Today is a day to enjoy!" Jaune exclaimed, his voice ringing with the promise of fun. Naruto echoed the shout with equal fervor, and the group noted, once again, the similarity between the two.

—"They really are like two drops of water," Flynn murmured, his tone full of irony and affection.

—"I'm surprised they're not real brothers." The laughter that followed was an echo of shared joy, as the group entered the arcade's maze of lights and sounds, ready to leave the worries of everyday life behind and immerse themselves in the world of games and laughter that awaited them.

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— "So, is this a White Fang congregation? Curious, I've never wondered, but why the choice of masks?" Sun asked with a mix of curiosity and caution.

— "Masks are more than just a costume," Blake replied solemnly. —"They are an emblem, a transformation into the monsters that society fears we are."

— "Wow, that's pretty grim," Sun commented, his voice tinged with palpable unease. However, with determination, she put on the distinctive mask of the White Fang alongside Blake and together they walked into the meeting. They soon realized that among the future members there were many civilians, simple sympathizers of the cause.

— "So... how is all this supposed to work?" , Sun asked, his voice barely above a whisper. — "And what's the big plan?"

— "Simple," Blake answered with mechanical quickness, — "we stay in the shadows and wait for them to reveal their true intentions."

A recognizable silhouette emerged on the stage; It was Roman Torchwick, and next to him, a familiar masked man. They decided to remain silent, avoiding being discovered. It wasn't long before Roman began his speech.

—"As you well know, this is Atlas's new barrier against the threats of the world," Roman announced, and at that moment he presented the Paladin, the new weapon of the Atlesian army. Blake couldn't hide his shock. How had Roman gained access to such an arsenal?

—"Now, I know you have your reservations about humans," Roman continued, his tone of contempt toward humanity barely veiled, —"and I understand them, because let's face it, humans can be despicable... But there is something that unites us: disdain towards those in power, those who make the decisions without caring about sacrificing anyone to protect their privileges. So, even if it is human, I assure you that my sincerity is genuine. Despite our differences, I consider you my comrades," he concluded with a sly smile.

—"Alright, Sasuke, show them what's next," Roman indicated.

—"Of course, Mr. Roman," the masked man responded, advancing towards the microphone.

—"There he is," Blake murmured, her suspicion evident. — "What is he up to?"

—"You heard the man, he doesn't plan anything," Sun replied sarcastically.

— "Yes, of course, as if I were the King of Vale himself," Blake said with a mocking tone, while his eyes rolled in an expression of disbelief. — "It is evident that he is lying to us."

The atmosphere was electrified with palpable tension, each member of the White Fang eagerly awaiting Sasuke's words, wondering what unexpected twists the night would bring. The masked figure took the stage with theatrical confidence.

—"Hello, dear comrades of the revolution! How are you doing? It seems like an eternity since the last time we saw each other!" exclaimed the masked man with exaggerated enthusiasm.

—"Who the hell is he addressing?" Sun murmured, narrowing his eyes suspiciously, fearing he already knew the answer. — "Blake...has discovered us, he is pointing us out."

—"Keep calm and play the game," Blake whispered, trying to appease Sun. — "He could be referring to any of us."

—"No, no, he's pointing directly at us," Sun insisted, his voice barely above a whisper.

—"Yes," Blake admitted, her hand resting discreetly on the handle of her concealed weapon.

—"Oh, I wanted to personally invite you to this very special event! But, unfortunately, you were out of reach," the masked man continued with a malicious smile. — "You will understand that this is a private matter, so you will have to excuse us while we escort you out."

In an act of desperation, Blake pulled out his gun and shot one of the spotlights, plunging the place into darkness. — "What a brilliant idea," he thought sarcastically, knowing that most of the Faunus present could see in the dark.

Just as they were about to flee, a figure hugged them from behind with unnerving familiarity. —"Hey, friends! Why are you so quick to leave my little party? I won't hurt you... unless, of course, you decide to start an altercation."

In an instant of chaos and alarming proximity to the masked man, Blake expertly pulled out her gun and aimed it directly at Sasuke's head. With reflexes that defied belief, he deflected the shot. The masked man's grip relaxed, and without wasting a second, Blake and Sun rushed towards the nearest window, fleeing the warehouse and blending into the shadows of the night.

—"These young people today, so impetuous," the masked man murmured, shaking his head in disdain.

—"Mr. Román, I think it's time for us to leave... here..." His voice faded into the air, interrupted by the sudden action of Román, who, without warning, climbed onto the paladin Atlesiano and launched a fierce chase after the fugitives. The masked man remained motionless, observing the scene with a stillness that contrasted with the surrounding chaos. Although his face was hidden, the surprise must have been evident, since the hunt seemed like an unnecessary excess.

—"Is this really happening?!" the masked man exclaimed, his voice full of disbelief. — "There was no need for such a spectacle, Mr. Román." At that moment, as if out of nowhere, Neo appeared next to the masked man, his presence as silent as a shadow.

—"Looks like we should assist our boss," the masked man suggested, but Neo simply shook his head, a playful smile gracing his face.

—"And why not?" he asked, as she pulled out a small ticket and waved it in front of her face.

Sasuke, recognizing the ticket, felt in his pockets and anywhere else he might have kept something. — "When did you steal it from me?" he asked, although he knew perfectly well when it had happened, but he wanted to play along with the cunning Neo.

She responded with a smile and a shrug. —"Okay, you can keep the ticket, but I want my cut," he said.

—"40%?" ,he proposed, but she shook her head.

—"So, 20%?", She seemed to consider it for a moment, touching her chin thoughtfully, before nodding in agreement.

—"Excellent, will you accompany me to help Román?", He asked, but she denied again.

—"Ah, so you're going to claim the prize on your own. Okay, but please don't be late," he said. She nodded once more and vanished into thin air, as mysterious in her departure as in her arrival.

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Night fell on the nightclub, and the atmosphere vibrated with the energy of the music and the twinkling lights. Junior, with his usual expression of professionalism, greeted the newcomer with forced courtesy.

— "Good evening, how can I help you?" But his face quickly transformed from helpful to visibly irritated when he recognized her. —"It's you, the quarrel seeker. What do you want now?"

Yang, with a smile that didn't reach her eyes, responded with mock surprise. —"Come on, Junior, please, we're friends."

But Junior was not up for games. —"No, we are not friends. The last time you came here, you only brought problems"

She crossed her arms, maintaining her intimidating smile. —"Well, you know why I came."

Junior sighed, resigned. —"For information, I suppose."

—"That's right," Yang confirmed, nodding her head.

— "We want everything you know about Roman Torchwick," At that moment, Neptune, with a smug air, rested his fist on the counter, trying to appear imposing.

Junior shot him a look of disdain. —"Please, kid, really? This isn't the first time they've tried this. Be a little more original next time." Neptune, without a word, withdrew her arm from him and hid behind Yang.

—"So, what are you going to do?" Yang asked defiantly.

Junior, with forced calm, replied, "I have no reason to fight you now. You're in luck, I don't have the courage or the time to deal with you. So, tell me, what do you want?"

—"We want everything about Roman Torchwick," Yang repeated, firmly.

Junior raised his shoulders in a gesture of helplessness. — "Okay, but... I don't have anything."

Yang frowned, dissatisfied. - "I want you to tell me the truth."

Junior, exasperated, insisted. — "I'm telling the truth. I don't have the foggiest idea where Torchwick is. The last time I saw him, I lent him my men and didn't hear from him again. It's a shame, miss, but I can't help you."

Yang moved closer to Junior, grabbing him by his tie. —"I feel like you're lying to me."

The fatigue was evident in Junior's voice as he replied with a tone that sought serenity. —"Listen to me carefully, I'm not looking for trouble, and I'm telling you the truth. Why would I have any reason to lie to you? Torchwick has been a constant nuisance. Do you have any idea how much the dust price has risen? By Oum, if I had any information, I'd give it to you immediately so you could apprehend him, but my hands are empty".

Yang scrutinized him with a penetrating gaze, then, with a sigh of resignation, she dropped the tie. — "Well, I believe you," she said, and turned to leave the bar, with Neptune following close behind.

— "Wait! A warning," Junior exclaimed, stopping Yang in her tracks.

—"A masked guy, Sasuke, if I'm not mistaken, came looking for work recently. Listen carefully, if you come across him, whether by fate or bad luck, keep your distance. He may seem harmless, but he is a potential monster. He is charming, he will appeal to your kindness, so I suggest that you do not provoke a conflict. Keep the conversation to a minimum and walk away."

Yang raised an eyebrow, clearly not impressed. — "If that's all, I'm leaving."

But Junior insisted sternly. — "I'm serious, it would be better if you call Naruto to back you up. That masked man is not someone to play with, and I assure you that there is no one better than Naruto Uzumaki to face him."

Yang stared at him for a moment before leaving the club for good.

—"So, what do we achieve?" Neptune asked.

— "Nothing more than a warning. Let's wait for the others to arrive," Yang replied, just as her scroll interrupted her thoughts. It was Blake calling.

—"WE NEED HELP! A DAMN GIANT ROBOT IS FOLLOWING US!" Sun was heard shouting in the background.

The tension rose as Yang processed the urgency in Blake's voice.

—"And Román is driving it!"

The situation had become critical, and the need to act was imminent. With Junior's warning still ringing in her ears, Yang knew that a confrontation was inevitable. The fate of his friends and the safety of the city hung in the balance, and only they could stop the threat that loomed over them.

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—"Weiss!" Ruby exclaimed urgently, — "dodge!"

With feline agility, the Schnee avoided the colossal automaton's missile and counterattacked with an explosion of ice dust.

— "Blake, what is this? How is it possible that a damn Atlesian Paladin has appeared here in Vale?" Weiss asked, her voice tinged with disbelief and fury.

—"I have no idea!" Blake responded, her voice lost in the chaos.

—"BUMBLEBEE!" their leader shouted, as Yang had arrived on his iconic motorcycle. Neptune was nowhere to be seen, and when Yang skidded next to her companions, he offered a cocky smile.

— "How are you girls? Are you having fun without me?"

—"Yang, this is no time for jokes," Blake reprimanded sternly.

A new missile approached, forcing everyone to evacuate the area. Yang narrowly dodged, but his motorcycle was not as lucky and was wiped out by the explosion.

— "Nooo!" he shouted, and in that instant, his eyes turned a deep crimson. -"You'll pay me!"

—"Listen, girls!" Román shouted from inside the Atlesian Paladin. —"You don't want to do this, retreat or I will have to escalate at maximum force!"

—"We must immobilize him," Blake said, her voice calm but firm.

—"But how?" Weiss asked, concern evident in her tone.

—"I have a plan," Ruby announced, but was interrupted by another missile.

—"This is ridiculous!" Yang exclaimed, her anger growing by the moment.

The Paladin, surprisingly agile for his size, made it difficult for them to evade. Yang was less fortunate; A direct hit threw her against a concrete pillar, which crumbled under the impact.

—"Yang!" Weiss shouted, running towards her fallen companion.

—"Don't worry, this is good," Ruby assured with a sly smile.

—"What are you talking about?" Weiss asked, confused.

—"Yang gets stronger with every hit she receives; that's her semblance. She channels that energy, accumulates it, and makes it more powerful. It's what makes her unique," Ruby explained, her voice full of admiration.

Yang stood up, her gaze burning and her hair flaming like the sun itself. It was an impressive sight.

—"Wow," Weiss murmured,—"this is amazing."

—"Of course it is. Now, as we were saying, we need to immobilize him. We'll use 'Ice Flower,'" Ruby said, and Weiss nodded, understanding the plan.

—"Perfect, then let's give that pile of scrap a good dose of cold!", Yang exclaimed, her wry humor shining even in the midst of the heat of battle.

With the skill of an ice master, Weiss traced a glyph with her rapier, releasing a blast of ice dust that crystallized in the air. Meanwhile, Ruby, with determination in her eyes, adjusted Crescent Rose into sniper mode behind Weiss's blue glyph and fired at her. Each bullet was an icy arrow that stabbed into the robot, freezing its joints and slowing its movements.

Román, trapped inside the Paladin, couldn't help but laugh. — "Hahaha, well played, Red. I expected nothing less from you," he said, his smile not malicious, but rather seeming like a twisted recognition of his skill.

Following the coordinated attack, Weiss, Ruby and Blake unleashed a hail of bullets on the robot. Román, partially immobilized, received the impact of each shot. He didn't anticipate, however, that behind him, Yang was approaching, her pent-up anger transforming into brute force. With a roar, he launched a punch that resounded like thunder.

💥¡BOOM!💥

The ground cracked, and the smoke that covered everything dissipated with the shock wave. Surprisingly, Roman was unharmed. — "Wow, you're finally here. You've taken your time, Sasuke," he said with a mocking smile.

Yang, with a mixture of surprise and fury, watched as her fist had been stopped by the masked man's hand, who held her blow with unexpected strength. Without warning, the masked man pushed her, sending her flying several meters. She recovered quickly and was reunited with her companions.

The four warriors looked at the masked man cautiously.

—"Is that him?", Weiss asked, looking to Blake for confirmation.

—"Yes, it's him. Keep your eyes open," Blake responded, her voice a strained whisper.

The masked man, without uttering a word, took the hand that had blocked Yang's powerful blow to the other and began to shout exaggeratedly.

—"Oh, by the seven seas! ,I can't believe it! ,That was a championship blow!, I almost feel like you've broken my hand! ,By all the gods! ,You have enormous strength, Miss!" he exclaimed as he ran from one side to the other, waving his hand as if trying to get rid of the pain.

Team RWBY watched the scene with a mixture of bewilderment and amusement.

—"Are you sure this clown is the one who attacked you?" Yang asked, unable to hide a mocking smile.

— "Yes, I'm sure. He's a jester, but a jester with a power that shouldn't be underestimated," Blake responded seriously.

— "Wow, that's obvious," Weiss added, eyeing the scene skeptically.

— "Oh, oh!" continued the masked man, — "Miss, you should moderate your strength! It could cause havoc if you don't learn to control that power," he said between laughs, clearly enjoying the moment.

—"Is it me, or does that voice remind me a lot of Naruto's?", Yang asked, seeking the complicity of her companions.

—"Yes, it does have an oddly familiar air," Blake confirmed, frowning.

At that moment, Roman Torchwick emerged from the paladin and stood next to Sasuke. — "Alright, Sasuke, where is Neo?" he asked with an impatient tone.

— "She'll be there later," Sasuke replied calmly.

— "You're kidding!" Roman exclaimed, clearly annoyed. —"Because?".

— "Well, do you remember the ticket I won?"

— "The one with free ice cream for a year?" Román asked, hopefully.

— "Yes, that same one. Well, it turns out that she stole it from me and went to claim her prize," Sasuke explained with a resigned smile.

— "And it couldn't wait until tomorrow?!", Román shouted, indignant.

— "You know how she is. I can't control what she does, and neither can you," Sasuke said, shrugging.

Roman sighed and nodded. — "Well, let's go. The Bullhead will come for the paladin soon," he said, preparing to leave. But before they could turn around, a round of fire was fired at his feet.

— "They're not going anywhere," Ruby declared, her gun pointed firmly at the two robbers. Roman sighed again.

—"Listen, ladies, you don't want to start a fight now. Please leave. I'm giving you a chance."

— "Listen to him," Sasuke intervened, with a tone of joy. —"Although we may seem like simple thieves, we have our principles. I suggest you leave and this way you will avoid getting hurt."

With the tension in the air palpable, Yang stepped forward with her semblance glowing brightly, ready to confront the masked man. Her attempts to hit him were in vain; he dodged each attack with disconcerting ease.

Sasuke, in one swift movement, hit Yang's knee, forcing her to kneel. He looked up only to receive a blow to the forehead with the masked man's index finger. The impact was so powerful that Yang was knocked back several meters, crashing into Blake. Trying to get up, Yang hesitated, still disoriented from the blow.

—"I warned you to be careful!" Blake scolded, worried for her partner.

The masked man advanced towards team RWBY, his stance not threatening, but rather one of warning. —"Seriously, girls, I don't want to hurt you. Please leave now."

Weiss, rapier in hand, responded defiantly. "Do you think you'll intimidate us by hitting Yang? We've faced bigger challenges. You won't stop us so easily."

—"Why do I always have to face stubborn people?"

The masked man's voice echoed behind Weiss, surprising her. She turned to face him, but she wasn't there. Her voice sounded again, this time to her left, but as she turned, she again found emptiness. Then, as if he were a ghost, the masked man reappeared in front of the entire team.

—"What kind of witchcraft is this? It's too fast!" Weiss exclaimed, bewildered.

—"I have given you enough warning, ladies. This is your last chance. Stand down," the masked man insisted firmly.

Words didn't stop the brave RWBY team; They launched into combat with a dance of coordinated movements and precise attacks. Sasuke, for his part, moved with a grace that seemed to defy the laws of physics, dodging and blocking every attempted strike. The moment he detected an opening, he did not hesitate to launch a counterattack, forcing the girls to retreat and rethink his strategy.

The battle escalated further, with team RWBY deploying all of their known skills and tactics. The air was charged with sparks of energy and the metallic sound of clashing weapons echoed across the battlefield. Despite his combined efforts, Sasuke seemed to always be one step ahead, his blurry silhouette moving between them like an elusive shadow.

The fight was not only a physical confrontation, but also a mental duel, a chess game where each move had to be calculated with the utmost precision.

—"Damn! Stop dodging!" Yang shouted, consumed by anger.

— "You are too impulsive, miss. Really, you should learn to control that temper," Sasuke responded with a calm that contrasted with Yang's fury. Her words were an echo of what Naruto had said to her in the past, and she tried to ignore them.

—"You better..." Yang started to say, but suddenly, she couldn't continue.

The masked man's hand hit his windpipe, cutting off his breathing for a few critical moments. — "Very well, young lady, it seems that you leave me no choice but to teach you a lesson," said the masked man with a voice that brooked no reply.

The masked man raised a hand and small flames sprang from each of his fingers. Yang tried to get back up, but the masked man placed his hand on Yang's stomach. Strangely, he didn't hit her, he just touched her, and Yang suddenly felt weaker. The blows and fatigue of the battle began to take an overwhelming toll on him, and suddenly, he began to spit out blood.

— "What... what the hell... what did you do to me?" he gasped with difficulty.

—"It seems that you are not so strong anymore, right, miss?" said the masked man with a mocking smile.

Yang, with great effort, looked up at him. — "Now you are a normal human, with no abilities and nothing that makes you special," Sasuke declared before kicking her in the face that left her sliding unconscious on the floor.

—"Yang!" Ruby shouted, worried for her sister. At that moment, Sasuke had to dodge a sword, as Blake appeared behind him.

—"Wow, miss, I really thought I warned you that you shouldn't confront me. Why do you keep insisting?" the masked man asked curiously.

—"Let's stop you and put a stop to everything you're doing!" Blake exclaimed with determination.

— "But I already told you, I don't plan anything. The one who plans here is Mr. Román; I simply work for him," Sasuke explained with disconcerting serenity.

Blake attacked the masked man furiously, but he easily dodged her and grabbed her by the neck. He picked her up and slammed her into the ground, making a small crater. Blake was left unconscious in the crater, defeated.

The masked man, with a sigh of fatigue after the absurd confrontation, urged the young combatants to reconsider their situation. — "Now, stay there, please," he said with a voice that denoted tiredness but also a hint of respect for the tenacity of his opponents.

— "Now you two, ladies, pick up your companions and get out of here," he concluded, marking the end of the fight.

Ruby, determination shining in her eyes, refused to give in. — "He is fast and his blows are very strong," she commented, evaluating the opponent.

—"We will not give up," Weiss, without wasting a second, activated a Glyph under Ruby's feet, enhancing her semblance and doubling her speed. Ruby launched herself towards the masked man with dizzying speed, but he, with supernatural agility, dodged her effortlessly.

Surprise was painted on Ruby and Weiss's faces; Not even Weiss could keep up with Ruby's frantic movement, but the masked man made it seem trivial. Undaunted, Ruby attacked again and again, but he kept dodging, as if she were dancing to music that only he could hear.

In a fleeting instant, as Ruby whizzed past the masked man, Sasuke caught her by the hood, stopping her in her tracks. The scene had a comical feel, as Sasuke held Ruby as if she were a naughty puppy. Before Ruby could react, Sasuke let go of her, and she backed away, aware of the danger she represented; he had defeated Blake and Yang with such ease that she would not be a challenge to him.

The masked man, now behind her, raised his hand and slowly moved it towards Ruby. Just when she was about to touch her head, Roman intervened.

—"Stop there, Sasuke! Enough!" he exclaimed.

Sasuke, obeying the order, patted Ruby's head in a gesture that bordered on paternal.

—"Wow, really enough of all this. Please leave now," he said, and turned around to join Roman Torchwick.

Román observed the scene with a look that exuded fear. Why would he tremble at the situation? , Weiss decided to ignore the mystery and approached her leader to help her up, noticing that Ruby was still in shock.

—"Very well," Roman simply sighed, — "we have to go Sasuke, the Bullhead is arriving right now and we have to take this from here."

At that moment, Román saw the two girls and remained silent, he was analyzing them. He then closed his eyes tightly and clenched his fists.

—"Sasuke, teach them a lesson, so this doesn't happen again... and please, don't hurt her too much," that part was whispered under her breath.

—"... Understood, Mr. Román."

Then the Bullhead was going down towards where the two robbers were. The White Fang members of that ship took the paladin and put him on the Bullhead and Román went up with them. Sasuke watched as Roman walked away from that place and faced the two girls.

—"I really don't want to do this," Sasuke said with a hint of reluctance in his voice,— "but I have a feeling you guys will keep coming back. So persuading you not to is the best course of action."

The masked man made a strange hand position and put his left hand in his mouth, forming a small hole; Nothing they had expected could prepare them for this.

—"Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu".

An extraordinary fireball approached them. Ruby tried to dodge it, but her shock didn't let her move well. Weiss was still tired, so she didn't perform any glyphs because she had no energy left. So she took the leader from her and slowly walked her away from the fireball that was rapidly approaching them. She would have a little collateral damage, but nothing that she couldn't repair with the aura and before she could the fireball hit them, she was cut in half.

—"Weiss, Ruby, are you okay?" said a voice, which they quickly recognized. Weiss looked up to see and notice that it was Naruto. How did he get here? Or rather, why was he here? , But it doesn't matter, he was happy to see him.

—"Wow, looks like they got into trouble," then Naruto Uzumaki simply observed the attacker.

Naruto and the masked man faced each other with the tension cutting the air between them. Naruto, with an arrogant smile, radiated a confidence that seemed to defy the entire world. On the other hand, the masked man remained motionless, his silence was an enigma, a stillness that presaged a storm.

—"Naruto!" Weiss exclaimed, her voice tinged with urgency, — "Be careful, he's dangerous," Naruto nodded, his calm expression contrasting with the alarm in Weiss's voice.

The masked man, however, murmured something inaudible, — "Neo, get me out of here," and as if he were made of glass, he fragmented into pieces, disappearing into thin air.

—"How curious," Naruto reflected in a low voice, putting away his sword with a fluid gesture and turning to his companions. —"It seems that my real challenge is yet to come."

—"It was an epic battle!" Ruby exclaimed, regaining her composure.

—"We will tell you everything, but first we must take Yang and Blake to the infirmary," Suddenly, the sound of sirens filled the air, announcing the arrival of the police.

—"Ah, finally!" Weiss exclaimed, relieved. — "The police are here; it seems that our fight is over," But when she turned, she noticed that Naruto was discreetly walking away.

—"What do you think you're doing, Naruto?" Weiss asked, her tone revealing a mix of confusion and annoyance.

—"Look, it's not that I want to sound insensitive, but you all started this mess," Naruto explained, his gaze avoiding that of his companions. —"If they see me here, I'll be considered an accomplice, and I'd rather avoid more trouble."

—"Naruto Uzumaki, don't you dare run away!" Weiss exclaimed, her anger evident. —"Stay and help us take our companions to the infirmary!"

—"As you order, my lady," Naruto responded, his tone now humble and obedient, as he turned to face his responsibilities willfully imposed by Weiss.

/-/

—"I don't understand how they thought it was a good idea to go investigate a White Fang cell. What were they thinking?" Glynda's irritated voice echoed in the Beacon infirmary.

—"Glynda, there is no need to be so harsh," Ozpin intervened with his usual calm.

—"This is the last straw, Ozpin!" she exclaimed, hitting her knee in an angry gesture. —"These girls... always looking for problems. I don't understand it."

The night before had been long and tense. Team RWBY had spent the entire afternoon in the infirmary, recovering from a battle that had been too close for everyone's comfort. Glynda, upon learning of a paladin's attack, had been furious, mainly at General Ironwood. But upon discovering that her own students were involved, her anger was diverted towards team RWBY. Naruto, for his part, had been lucky; he had explained that his presence was a coincidence, that he had simply come to assess the situation. He had a solid alibi: he had been with his team and Jaune's team all day.

—"And the most outrageous thing is that they involved Mr. Uzumaki in this..."

—"But we didn't involve him," Ruby tried to protest, but fell silent under her teacher's stern gaze.

—"Glynda, I think that's enough. They've been through a lot," Ozpin tried to calm the situation.

—"Ozpin, please stop being so lenient with them," Glynda replied firmly.

Ozpin didn't respond and approached team RWBY, all lying on the stretchers in the infirmary. Blake and Yang had been the most affected, especially Yang, but they were all conscious. Ozpin took out a photograph of an unknown masked man.

—"It seems that you had an encounter with this individual. Could you tell me everything you know?" he asked.

Team RWBY exchanged glances and nodded. But just as they were about to speak, the door to the infirmary burst open. There were the NNPR and CRDL teams, who had not been able to visit in the morning and were now barging in without regard for whoever was inside.

—"Whoa, whoa! What do we have here? A superhero meeting or an emergency room?", Nora joked, trying to lighten the mood as she entered with the rest of her team.

The tension in the room eased a little with the arrival of friendly faces, although Glynda didn't seem to share the sentiment.

Despite the odds, team RWBY couldn't hold back a smile at their friends' dramatic entrance. Sometimes a dose of humor is precisely what is needed to confront the harsh reality of their lives as hunters in training.

—"Team NNPR and CRDL, I ask you to stand down", Glynda said with barely contained fury.

—"Excuse me, Miss Goodwitch, but our concern cannot wait. Our friends are hurt and we need to know how they are," Cardin expressed, surprising Glynda with his maturity, a change attributed to Naruto's influence.

—"Mr. Winchester, your concern is commendable," Glynda responded with a rare smile,—"but it is imperative that we know what happened that night."

—"Let them stay, Glynda", Ozpin interceded.

Glynda, surprised, turned to him, but nodded understandingly, knowing that it was useless to try to convince him otherwise.

—"They are your teammates, so we will make an exception this time. Now, please tell me what happened," Ozpin insisted to team RWBY.

Weiss took the floor, narrating in detail from the reckless decision to investigate White Fang, the pursuit of Blake, the confrontation with the robot and the mysterious masked man, known as Sasuke.

Ozpin listened silently, remaining calm, while Glynda could not hide her fury at her students' irresponsibility. Unlike them, Team RWBY's friends were genuinely worried, and Pyrrha was the first to voice her concern.

—"Why didn't they call us? They should have asked for our help, they didn't have to do it alone."

—"We didn't want to involve them," Blake murmured, a tone of sadness in her voice, —"it was too dangerous."

—"Precisely for that reason, they should have asked for help. Look at what happened to them, do you realize the seriousness of the situation? They could have lost their lives!"

Cardin exclaimed, shocking team RWBY with his reprimand, especially since it came from someone they would never expect such concern from.

—"I'm sorry," Yang expressed, trying to keep morale high,—"but we survived, and that makes us stronger."

—"I'm afraid it's not that simple," Ozpin replied gravely.

—"What do you mean, Director?" Ruby asked, concern evident in her voice.

—"Miss Xiao Long, I'm sorry to have to tell you this... but you must leave Beacon," Ozpin announced.

A collective cry of disbelief echoed through the room. Yang was stunned, unable to process the news.

—"But, Principal Ozpin!" Ruby exclaimed,—"If it's for what we did, then Yang shouldn't be the only one punished!"

—"Exactly!" Weiss intervened vehemently,—"We all participated in this, it's not fair to punish just one!"

—"It's completely unacceptable," Blake added firmly.

Ozpin, however, was not swayed by the protests and addressed Yang directly,— "I think you already know that, don't you?"

Yang examined her body, anticipating the direction of the conversation,— "I'm not recovering like I should. Normally, the severity of my injuries would have healed in a night or two, but look at these bruises, they still linger."

Ozpin took a scroll from the nightstand and unrolled it,—"Miss Xiao Long, you have lost your aura."

The revelation left everyone shocked, but Yang responded with an arrogant smile,— "It doesn't matter, just reactivate it. I thought the problem would be bigger."

Ozpin shook his head, his expression grim,— "We tried, Miss Xiao Long. We tried several times, three to be exact, and it didn't work on your body."

—"But how is it possible?" she asked, her voice tinged with confusion.

—"Not even I can explain it," Ozpin admitted regretfully,—"but you must understand that she is completely normal now, just another civilian. We cannot allow her to fight the Grimm and risk her life unnecessarily."

— "But there has to be something we can do," Yang implored, her eyes shining with tears of frustration.

The news of the loss of Yang's aura fell over team RWBY like an inescapable shadow. The possibility that one of them could be stripped of his protective essence was something neither could assimilate. A dense silence filled the room, interrupted only by muffled sighs and whispers full of concern.

—"I deeply regret having to tell you, but I find myself helpless. No aura master has been able to elucidate what has happened to you. It is a weight on my heart to tell you this," Ozpin expressed regretfully.

—"And now what will become of me?... If Ruby is here, who will watch over her?" Yang said, as tears began to flow. Ruby walked over and wrapped her in a comforting hug.

Suddenly, the door opened wide and a carefree Uzumaki walked in, oblivious to the tense atmosphere around him. Beside him, a Jaune Arc insisted that his entrance had been disrespectful.

—🎵"Make me forget her forever, make me forget her!"🎶, Naruto sang, but his voice faded as he perceived the sepulchral silence. Seeing Yang crying, he quickly walked over and held her face in her hands.

—"What happened to you, Yang? What happened? Do you feel bad? Why are you crying?" Naruto asked, his voice tinged with concern.

—"It's nothing, Naruto, don't worry," Yang responded, wiping away her tears and offering a smile to calm her friend.

—"Don't be evasive, tell me what's happening," the blonde insisted, addressing everyone in the room.

—"It's bad news, Naruto," Ozpin said.

—"What are they, director?" Naruto asked.

—"Miss Xiao Long has lost her aura completely," Ozpin revealed.

—"And why don't they reactivate it?" Naruto asked, confused.

—"We have tried, but to no avail," Ozpin explained.

—"I don't know what to do, Naruto. I think I'll have to leave Beacon," Yang murmured, her voice cracking with emotion.

—"Don't say that. We will find a solution, don't give up," Naruto encouraged.

—"I don't think there's a possible fix," Ruby intervened,—"not even the director has been able to fix it."

Ozpin stood up from his seat, followed by Glynda,—"I'm sorry to say, Miss Xiao Long, but you must gather your belongings and leave tomorrow. Don't worry, we will provide you with a recommendation to any civil institution in the Kingdom. You don't have to feel lost regarding their future.

Yang clenched her fists, fighting the feeling of helplessness, and remembered Junior's warnings: Listen carefully, if you come across him, whether by fate or bad luck, keep your distance. He may seem harmless, but he is a potential monster. He is charming, he will appeal to your kindness, so I suggest that you do not provoke a conflict. Keep the conversation to a minimum and walk away."

—"Don't worry, friends, I take responsibility, hehehe," Yang's laugh sounded forced, loaded with a weight that she couldn't hide.

—"I was reckless... I acted without thinking and now I face the consequences. I ignored the warnings, I felt invulnerable with my appearance and I did not reflect... and now, Ruby, I face the reality of leaving you."

Tears welled up in her eyes again, and Ruby, moved, began to cry as well, joining the rest of team RWBY in a silent lament.

—"You know me, I have always been frank and direct, but this time my audacity has cost me dearly. That masked man hit me with such force that it left me breathless, I felt helpless and lost all ability to react," the voice of Yang trembled with every word.

Naruto remained silent, watching the scene with a pain that was foreign to him. The image of Yang he had built, strong, brave, and perpetually cheerful, was crumbling before his eyes. Understanding human vulnerability was one thing, but witnessing Yang in such a state of desolation was something that affected him deeply, beyond what he could have imagined.

—"Yang," he said, his voice reflecting unusual seriousness. She looked up, meeting Naruto's piercing blue eyes.

Naruto had an idea, although he doubted its feasibility. It was a ninja technique, and applying it on a human being of this dimension could be a futile effort, since the results were uncertain. However, he decided to take the risk.

— "Yang," he called softly, approaching her. Meticulously, he felt her neck, examined her teeth, and studied her eyes, searching for any clue that might guide her action.

—"Yang," he repeated, making sure he had her attention.

— "Yes?" she responded, a mix of confusion and curiosity in her voice at Naruto's intense gaze.

— "You can hit me later, if you want," he said with a crooked smile.

— "But why would I hit you?" she asked, not understanding what he meant.

Without further ado, Naruto grabbed Yang's shirt and, in one swift, determined move, tore it in half, exposing her torso.

—"¡NARUTO! ".

Weiss and Pyrrha exclaimed in surprise, while Ruby and Blake covered their mouths in shock. The boys looked away, respecting Yang's privacy, and Professor Goodwitch was so surprised that she couldn't find words to express her astonishment. Nora, for her part, covered Ren's eyes with her hands, in a protective gesture.

— "Na-Naruto!" Yang shouted, indignant and surprised, her anger about to explode. But Naruto silenced her by placing a finger on her lips, stopping any reproach that might come.

In one fluid motion, Naruto raised his right hand and, to everyone's surprise, his fingers lit up with blue flames. Yang watched, amazed, at the technique that seemed to be identical to the one the masked man had used against her.

— "This is crazy, why am I doing this?" , Naruto wondered internally.

— "Why do you have such a compassionate heart and care so much about that human? Maybe because if she had a heart problem, you would sacrifice yourself without thinking to donate your heart to her. Or maybe just because you are sentimental," Kurama commented with a tone of boredom.

— "Thank you, Kurama. It's comforting to know that I can still feel empathy for others ," Naruto responded.

— "Don't be confused, Naruto. You are empathetic with good-hearted people. With the evil and cruel, you would have no qualms about leaving them to their fate," replied the fox.

Naruto, deep in thought, recognized how time had shaped his perspective. — "I really have changed," he reflected with a hint of melancholy. — "In the past, I would have fought to save every soul, without distinction. Those days seem so far away now."

— "Naruto," Kurama called in his mind.

—"Yes, Kurama ," he replied.

— "Place some chakra in the girl's abdomen ," he suggested.

— "Because?" Naruto asked, confused by the sudden request.

Following his instinct and Kurama's guidance, Naruto focused his chakra on Yang's belly. To his astonishment, five tomoe appeared, marking his skin like a mysterious seal.

— "What is this?", Weiss muttered, her surprise matched only by that of her companions. He expressed his bewilderment at the marks that looked like tattoos.

—"What the hell is this?" ,Yang exclaimed, equally surprised. Naruto, however, remained silent, processing the revelation.

— "This is not possible", Naruto muttered.

— "This is a five-point seal," Kurama explained, his tone full of disbelief, — "But that's impossible, you're the only shinobi in this world."

— "We'll leave that aside for now ," Naruto decided, focusing his attention on helping Yang. He placed his hand, fingers still engulfed in blue flames, over the seal on Yang's abdomen. She shuddered at the contact, and a pulse of energy vibrated through her body. Within seconds, he felt a surge of strength and vitality, a heady sensation of renewed power.

The marks on his belly slowly faded, as if they had never existed. Naruto carefully wrapped Yang in a sheet, covering her body with respect and consideration.

—"Looks like we're done here, but just to be on the safe side," Naruto said, making sure of his work with a gentle tap on Yang's head. She blinked, surprised by the slight pain, but her aura glowed with a distinctive yellow glow.

—"Headmaster Ozpin, could you check Yang's aura levels?" Naruto requested. Ozpin nodded and, with his scroll in hand, examined Yang's aura. He watched in amazement as she was active and recovering. She wasn't restoring as quickly as one would expect, but it was clear that, in time, Yang would regain her full ability.

—"This is impressive", Ozpin exclaimed, in admiration. — "Mr. Uzumaki, how did you achieve this feat?"

The room was enveloped in an expectant silence, all eyes fixed on the figure of Naruto, whose intervention had been as surprising as it was disconcerting. Yang, still covered by the blanket Naruto had placed over her, felt reborn, as if she had emerged from a deep slumber. The possibility of resuming her training and fighting again alongside her teammates infused the atmosphere with a palpable sense of hope.

Naruto, with his hand on his chin, seemed deep in thought. — "Yang," he finally said.

—"Yes, Naruto? What's wrong?" she asked, still confused by recent events.

—"I was never too interested in your battles, but... this masked man you mention, what else do you know about him?"

—"Not much, just his appearance and that his name is Sasuke."

Naruto kept a calm expression, but inside, the mention of that name shook him deeply. Sasuke was a name he never expected to hear in this world.

— "What the hell?". Kurama exclaimed from within . —"It's impossible, who else could use a five-point seal here?"

— "Sasuke, that's what they said."

— "But that's impossible!" Kurama protested.

—"Unless he too has been trapped in this world, like me. It's a remote possibility, but it can't be ruled out."

The internal conversation between Naruto and Kurama continued, although for the others it only lasted a few seconds.

—"Hey, that name doesn't sound familiar to me," Naruto said, feigning ignorance.

—"Well, we're done here. Let's put the nonsense aside, we have classes tomorrow, so it's time to go," he announced, beginning to lead the rest of his team and the Cardinal team towards the exit of the infirmary.

—"Wait a moment, Mr. Uzumaki," Ozpin interrupted.

—"Yes, what do you need, director?"

—How did you do that with your hands?

—"What?" Naruto asked, maintaining his façade of ignorance.

—What he did to help Yang.

—"I don't think it's appropriate to talk about how I touched my partner right now," Naruto joked, evading the question.

Ozpin frowned at the answer,— "How did you manage to reactivate Miss Xiao Long's aura when even the most specialized personnel couldn't do it?"

Naruto gave a mischievous smile, knowing that his ability was something he couldn't easily explain in this world.

—"Let's say I have more than one ace up my sleeve, Director. But relax, Yang is safe, and that's what really counts," he said with a mischievous smile, before heading confidently towards the exit.

— "Mr. Uzumaki, it is imperative that you reveal to me how you learned that peculiar aura technique."

Yang, who until then was sporting a radiant smile, changed to a serious expression and stopped Naruto with a firm voice. — "Principal Ozpin is right to ask...", his voice became serious, — "that technique you used is identical to the one the masked man used against me. Where did you learn it?"

Naruto stared at her, his gaze wavering for a moment before reaching out for help, — " Damn it, Kurama, I need your help."

The Kyubi, with a sigh of resignation, replied,— "Well, say this, without me you are useless."

With feigned calm, Naruto responded, — "Oh, this?", he asked, raising his right hand which suddenly lit up with blue flames,— "this is called the Five-Point Seal. I developed it years ago while studying at the Empire Academy. I never showed it to my teachers because it was not designed for combat, but to prevent it."

— "How is that possible?" Ozpin asked curiously.

Naruto extinguished the flame in his hand, — "It was created specifically to avoid conflict. When I apply this seal to my opponent, he is completely incapacitated; he becomes, so to speak, normal, and thus I avoid combat. Although it can also have the effect contrary, like opening the aura and so on."

Ozpin nodded, processing the information.

—"As for the masked man, I assure you that I have no idea," Naruto continued, his tone was convincing, worthy of an accomplished actor, courtesy of Kurama. —"I have traveled many places and met countless people. Some have learned tricks from me, and I have taught many during my travels through the Remnant. It could be any of them."

Ozpin watched Naruto carefully, analyzing his every gesture and expression for any hint of falsehood, but found none. —"I understand".

—"That was easier than expected", Naruto mused to himself, without having to give a detailed explanation of how anyone else knew about the seal.

— "Feigned ignorance is a subtle art, but it is only effective if your body sings the same song as your words", Kurama reflected, imparting a lesson in cunning.

—"Anyway, Ruby, Weiss, Blake and Yang, please take care of yourselves and rest. Tomorrow will be another day and I hope to see you with renewed energy."

—"Wait a minute!" Jaune exclaimed, stopping Naruto with an urgent tone.

—"What's wrong?" Naruto asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty at the sudden interruption.

—"If you possessed such a formidable technique, why the hell didn't you use it on me?!", Jaune demanded, his voice laden with reproach.

—"What do you mean?" Rubí inquired, her curiosity aroused by the accusation.

Jaune, with a gesture of exasperation, crossed his arms over his chest. —"As you well know, there are two ways in which a hunter can awaken his aura: the first, having another hunter do it for you, and the second, facing extreme danger that activates your aura in response to stress. And this fool! ", he exclaimed, pointing at Naruto, whose expression was a picture of confusion, - "he threw me off the top of a cliff!".

—"You did what?!" Weiss exclaimed, her voice reaching octaves of indignation.

—"Come on, Jaune, I thought we'd put that behind us," Naruto tried to appease.

—"Of course I'm over it!" Jaune replied, his voice rising before he heaved a resigned sigh. —"But knowing that you had another option and you didn't use it... that bothers me. Don't repeat it, okay?"

—"I promise you," Naruto assured, although his mocking gesture did not go unnoticed.

—"I saw that you're crossing your fingers. Well, at least you promise. That's enough to trust your word," Jaune conceded, although not without some reluctance.

—"Enough of all this," Yang interrupted, getting up from the stretcher still wrapped in the sheets. —"Naruto, I want to express my gratitude to you."

—"There is no need, I would have done the same for any of you," Naruto responded humbly.

Yang offered him a sweet smile, which Naruto returned with an equally affectionate look. They stayed like that for a long moment, silently communicating until Naruto broke the spell.

—"It will be in the face, won't it?"

—"That's right," she confirmed with a mischievous smile.

—"Please don't let it be too strong."

—"I promise nothing," Yang replied, and without further ado, her fist shot towards Naruto's face, sending him flying through the door and crashing into the hallway wall.

—"Yang!", everyone exclaimed in unison, surprised by the sudden violence.

Ozpin simply shook his head, an amused smile playing on his lips, while Glynda expressed her disapproval with a frown. —"Miss Xiao Long, consider yourself punished."

—"It's fine, I don't care. He had it coming," Yang replied disdainfully.

—"She's right, Miss Goodwitch," Naruto intervened, sitting up and putting a hand to his nose. — "She doesn't need any more problems. I'm sure that any punishment I impose on her will be enough, so there's no need to add more. The entire team will take the consequences."

Glynda clenched her fists, her expression a poem of frustration.

—"Team RWBY, attend classes tomorrow as usual," Ozpin announced before leaving the room.

—"What is happening, Miss Goodwitch?" Naruto asked, his surprise evident.

—"Nothing, they will not receive any additional punishment," she replied, her tone final.

—"Why?" Naruto insisted, seeking to understand.

—"It's not worth trying to understand, Mr. Uzumaki," Glynda concluded, closing the topic.

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Before the stunned gaze of the spectators, Pyrrha Nikos launched herself determinedly towards the CRDL team, which was already in a combat position. With surprising agility, she slid her feet under those of Cardin Winchester, who, with his mallet raised, attempted to deliver an accurate blow. At the same time, Sky Lark opened fire, unleashing a storm of bullets. However, the red-haired warrior defended herself skillfully, using her shield to block the offensive and, in one fluid motion, she threw him hard towards Sky, hitting him directly in the head.

Meanwhile, Dove Bronzewing emerged stealthily behind her, taking advantage of the distraction. But Pyrrha, with her fighter instincts, anticipated the attack. She spun around and, in one swift motion, kicked Dove in the ribs. Transforming her weapon into a javelin, she aimed it precisely at the left temple of her adversary, leaving him momentarily disoriented.

At that critical moment, Cardin reappeared in front of her, launching a quick uppercut that Pyrrha failed to dodge. The impact of it made her flinch, but the fire-haired combatant recovered quickly and prepared for the aftershock. Cardin's every attempt to hit her was skillfully blocked; Her orange fists always met the firm resistance of Pyrrha's shield.

With a graceful spin, Pyrrha raised her right leg and landed a kick to Cardin's chin, forcing him back. Without giving him time to react, she slammed her shield into the young man's face, leaving him stunned and falling to the ground. Throwing her shield back without looking, she heard the dull sound of metal hitting the face of Sky, who had attempted a surprise attack.

With the determination of a tireless warrior, Pyrrha Nikos left no room for the recovery of Sky, who lay on the ground after receiving a devastating blow. At that critical moment, Russel Thrush saw her opportunity and attacked, her weapon landing hard on Pyrrha's abdomen. The force of her blow threw her several meters back, but she, with a resilience worthy of her reputation, quickly rose to her feet, ready to face the next challenge.

Cardin Winchester, his mace ready for a killing blow, positioned himself behind Pyrrha. However, she, with her perception sharpened by countless battles, anticipated the attack and dodged it gracefully. Cardin's mallet hit the ground, creating a network of cracks that spread like spider webs.

Pyrrha took advantage of Cardin's moment of vulnerability, stepping on his weapon with her left foot and digging it further into the ground, unbalancing him. In one fluid motion, she grabbed Cardin's hand, forcing him to lean towards the ground, and with a precise uppercut, sent him flying. Not content with that, Pyrrha jumped after him and, with a crane kick, slammed him to the ground with a force that echoed throughout the arena.

As Cardin struggled to recover, Pyrrha turned her attention to Russel, whose tired gaze and labored breathing revealed his fatigue. The battle had been more grueling than Pyrrha had anticipated.

Despite the excellent preparation of Naruto, who had trained the CRDL team to new limits of endurance and skill, Pyrrha felt reinvigorated by the challenge. It was the first time in a long time that she had felt such a level of excitement in combat. She watched as Russel's aura flashed red, a sign that the battle had come to an end.

The professor, watching from a distance, couldn't help but express his admiration. — "Excellent work, Miss Nikos," he exclaimed, her voice ringing with pride.

— "And I can't help but recognize the CRDL team; they have shown remarkable improvement. Congratulations to all of you."

Cardin Winchester, still lying on the ground, managed to utter a few words of gratitude in a raspy voice. — "Good fight," he expressed, and with a gesture of respect and recognition, he raised his thumb toward Pyrrha Nikos, his formidable opponent.

The redhead, touching her chin with a smile, responded: — "Well done, Cardin. I must admit, that hit was hard."

At that moment, Glynda Goodwitch was consulting her scroll, while Pyrrha watched her leader with a playful smile.

— "We still have time for two more fights. Are there any volunteers?" Glynda asked, looking up and scanning the room. Her gaze stopped at Blake Belladonna, who was engrossed in her reading, clearly distracted from class.

— "Miss Belladonna," Glynda called, and a surprised Blake quickly hid her book and stood up.

— "She seems to be a little distracted lately... What if..." Glynda began, but was interrupted by a determined voice.

— "I will do it". Glynda's attention was drawn to the owner of the voice, a young Haven student with his hand raised.

— "Mercury Black, right? Very well, let's find your opponent," he said while manipulating his scroll. But Mercury interrupted her:

— "Actually… I want to face her," he pointed to Pyrrha.

— "Miss Nikos just fought," Glynda replied with a frown.

— "I know, but I've always wanted to measure myself against someone of Pyrrha Nikos' caliber," Mercury insisted. Glynda seemed reluctant, but Pyrrha intervened:

— "In fact, Miss Goodwitch, I would be happy to accept this challenge, if you don't mind." Glynda watched her silently and finally nodded.

— "Very well, Mr. Black. It appears that Miss Nikos has given her consent. Come on stage."

With the stage set for the next confrontation, the tension in the air was palpable. The students murmured among themselves, speculating about the outcome of the upcoming match. Mercury Black, known for his skill and cunning in the arena, headed to the center with a confidence that bordered on arrogance. Pyrrha, for her part, remained composed, her posture revealing a calm that only true combat masters possess.

Silence fell over the place as Glynda gave the signal to begin. Mercury advanced quickly, her movements fluid and precise, a deadly dance of attacks and feints.

Pyrrha, however, was undeterred. With each of Mercury's attacks, she responded with an impenetrable defense and accurate counterattacks. The clash of metal against metal echoed in the arena, each blow a testament to the skill and power of both combatants.

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—" Naruto! Naruto! Naruto! Pay attention, damn it!" Kurama shouted, his voice resounding with an urgency that brooked no reply.

—"I'm busy, Kurama ," Naruto responded without taking his eyes off what was in front of him.

—" What? Absorbed in the contemplation of a beautiful girl? By Kami, this is more important!" , the beast insisted, his tone laden with exasperation.

Naruto sighed at Kurama's reprimand. — "Please, seriously, it's no big deal."

—" How is it not a big deal? We just discovered that there is a ninja in this world, and it is very likely that it is that damned Sasuke Uchiha."

—"Come on, Kurama. Maybe he, like me, saw this as a new opportunity for a change of scenery. Maybe he has changed."

Kurama was frankly surprised at such naivety. Sometimes Naruto was too cunning and sometimes too naive, but there was never a middle ground; either he was a genius or a complete idiot, and because of Kami, Kurama felt like he was about to have an aneurysm.

—" Are you kidding me? I'm serious, Naruto. Do you remember what happened the last time you let one of his crazy things go ahead ?"

—"Yes, I know. He tried to kill me. I think the scar on my chest makes it pretty clear."

—" And yet you're still sitting here?!" Naruto's carefree tone was pushing Kurama to the limit of his patience.

—"I think you're exaggerating, Kurama."

—" Really?! Really?!" shouted the nine-tailed fox.— "Don't you realize that it was a damn Uchiha who caused the death of your parents? And that a "Damn Uchiha was the one who controlled me? You have no idea how dangerous those idiots are. I'm warning you now: go to Vale, find him and finish him off."

—"If that's true, then I have even more reasons not to go to Vale. Sasuke has surely gotten stronger and I prefer to save myself trouble. Don't worry, we'll go after him, but first I want to master the Hiraishin no Jutsu to increase my chances of defeating him." ".

—" You're a damned fool, I'm warning you. Your lack of action will bite you in the ass sooner or later. It's better to put an end to their ilk now that you can. Those idiots, if they're not crying over some love affair, they're looking for revenge or they simply want to destroy the world. I advise you to put an end to those crazy people now that you have the chance. You would be doing the world a favor."

— "I surrender," Mercury declared, his voice ringing with a mix of resignation and mockery, stopping Pyrrha in her tracks, who was looking at him with eyes widened in surprise.

— "Won't you make even the slightest effort?" the red-haired warrior asked, her distrust tinged with disbelief, while Mercury breathed out a sigh full of amusement.

— "For what? You are the undefeated warrior, the battle is already decided," Mercury apologized, his smile a polite painting painted with sarcasm, and Pyrrha responded with a disapproving frown.

— "Next time, choose opponents equal to you," Glynda suggested with a voice that, although soft, was not lacking in firmness.

The young man nodded with resignation, and the teacher sighed, her gaze lost on the parchment she was holding. — "We still have time for another confrontation... Any volunteers?" she asked again, her voice floating over the expectant crowd.

— "I am running as a candidate."

— "I offer myself too."

exclaimed two voices in perfect synchronicity. They were Jaune Arc and Naruto Uzumaki, whose gazes locked in unspoken challenge. Glynda, with a smile that bordered on complacent, nodded approvingly. — "Excellent, take your place on the battlefield."

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Glynda, with a firm voice and indisputable authority, announced the start of the fight that everyone was waiting for: Jaune Arc against Naruto Uzumaki. — "Begin!" she exclaimed, and the air was filled with expectation.

Neon, from his seat, could not contain his enthusiasm. — "Yes! Come on Jaune, prove yourself!" he shouted, encouraging the combatant with youthful fervor.

Nora, for her part, was not far behind. — "Naruto must win! It doesn't matter if Jaune fought bears as a child!" she exclaimed with a mocking laugh, causing Jaune to blush up to his ears.

—"I never fought with bears!" he protested, but his voice was lost among Naruto's laughter.

Naruto, stretching his muscles with the confidence of a seasoned warrior, looked at Jaune. — "Today is the day, Jaune. The day I will see what you are made of. Our training was just the prelude to this moment. Don't disappoint me," he said with a mixture of seriousness and expectation.

Jaune, with a smile that reflected his determination, gripped his sword firmly. He hit the ground twice, and the metallic sound echoed, marking the beginning of his challenge.

—"Of course, Naruto. I've been looking forward to this moment. Don't hold back," he replied, his gaze locked on his friend's eyes, a silent challenge hanging between them.

Naruto's smile was a mix of arrogance and amusement. Although he recognized the improvement in Jaune, he didn't expect it to surprise him. With a casual gesture, he invited Jaune to attack.

In a fleeting instant, Jaune closed the gap between them, invading Naruto's space. With lethal grace and colossal strength, he brought down his sword, pouring the soul of his being into that final blow.

The audience, in collective suspense, watched; However, Naruto remained unfazed. With supernatural agility, he slid to the side, readying his katana for a blow that promised to be fatal. Jaune, whose sword grazed the ground after his attack, tensed his body, sensing the edge of the katana getting dangerously close.

Weiss, with her eyes closed and a smile of anticipation, murmured, "This is over."

—"Yes, I expected more resistance," Yang added, believing in Jaune's reputation as a warrior.

But his words hung in the air when Jaune, in an unexpected turn, composed himself and launched an upward counterattack, grazing Naruto's head and cutting off strands of his hair.

—"Unbelievable!" Yang exclaimed, her surprise evident. Jaune's move, which seemed to be his downfall, turned into a surprise offensive, defying expectations.

Flynn, with a sly smile, addressed the RWBY team: — "Did you think I would fall so easily? Jaune is no ordinary swordsman; Naruto will have to try harder."

The nine-tailed fox, with a mocking laugh, mocked Naruto: — "He almost caught you, huh, Naruto?"

Naruto, with a smile of recognition, nodded: —"It seems I underestimated Jaune. I've been wrong before, but this is the first time I'm glad I am."

With a calm breath, Naruto assumed an impeccable stance, ready for the next assault. Jaune, his eyes wide with surprise, couldn't help but smile at the intensity of the combat. The battle had escalated; Naruto wasn't holding back anymore.

The battle between them had intensified, each movement a symphony of action and reaction, a choreography of swords that told a story of friendship and competition.

The clashes of steel resounded like drums of war, and each maneuver was another verse in the epic of their duel. On this battlefield, not only were his skills tested, but his legacy was also chiseled.

Naruto unleashed a furious storm of thrusts, each one as swift as it was lethal, and Jaune, with a grace that defied the fury of the wind, dodged each one, dancing on the edge of the blade. Both combatants displayed contrasting but equally effective styles, and their smiles were a reflection of a mutual respect born in the heat of the fight.

Pyrrha watched, her expression of shock overshadowing any previous surprise. He had witnessed countless Naruto battles, but he had never seen anyone match his skill with a sword.

Opponents usually fell before showing their worth, but Jaune, this enigmatic warrior, stood his ground, matching the pace of combat. Although it was evident that Naruto was not using his full strength, Jaune's skill was undeniably impressive.

Glynda, with an analytical gaze, contemplated the confrontation between her most outstanding student and one of the young promises of the Atlas Academy. —"Wow, this is really impressive. It seems that the nickname 'immortal' is not mere bragging. James has discovered a true raw talent, someone who could reach the level of Miss Nikos and stand out among the best rookies. His Swordsmanship is exceptional, I must admit that," he reflected internally.

Jaune, with surprising agility, avoided the blows that could have given Naruto a definitive victory. In a decisive instant, Naruto took the gun from him and pointed it at Jaune, firing three bullets of fire dust. Jaune, with his shield as a bastion, repelled the attack and, at that moment, they both distanced themselves, preparing for the next assault. Jaune Arc, panting but smiling, showed signs of fatigue, while Naruto, with a calm smile, seemed to have not expended even an ounce of his energy.

Naruto's laughter rose above the din of battle, a sound that reflected both surprise and admiration.

—"Hahaha! I can't believe it, Jaune, you really have improved a lot," she exclaimed, her voice filled with sincere amazement.

Jaune, with a smile that defied weariness, responded with a sparkle of joy in his voice: — "Thank you! The scrolls you sent me have been my beacon in this storm of learning. They have sharpened my spirit as much as my sword. Now "The least I can do is give it my all."

Naruto, with a smile that bordered on madness, proclaimed: —"Very well, Jaune! This is extremely entertaining! Now, you will see a little more of my effort." His eyes shone with the promise of an even greater challenge.

Jaune, confused for a moment, could only manage a,— "Huh?" , before Naruto raised his sword and charged towards him with a speed that defied his perception.

For a second, Jaune gaped, but his instinct saved him, raising his shield just in time to block Naruto's katana. The force of the impact knocked him back, but he stood his ground, his shield and sword extensions of his will.

—"Hehehe, it'll take more than that to take me down, Uzumaki", Jaune gasped, his voice shaking with the effort.

—"Believe me, that's just the beginning," Naruto replied with a confident smile.

With renewed vigor, Jaune pushed forward, forcing Naruto back. He launched a thrust aimed at Naruto's shoulder blade, who dodged it with feline agility and responded with an attack aimed at Jaune's neck.

The clash of their weapons was a dialogue of steel, a conversation where each movement was a word, each stop a phrase.

Naruto, with a skill born of countless battles, launched a kick in a left direction and hit Jaune's shield, knocking it out of his hands. Without giving him time to recover, he followed up with a direct kick to Jaune's chin, but before he could be thrown into the air, Naruto delivered another kick to his cheek. Jaune hit the ground, and Naruto took a few steps back, keeping his balance.

Jaune stood up, his smile intact despite the dust and fatigue. — "Well, let's put more action into this," he said, his voice ringing with determination.

Then, with a determined gesture, Jaune pressed the handle of his sword and whispered: —"Aperture Gate."

With the speed of a blink, Jaune materialized in front of Naruto, who, surprised by the sudden appearance, recoiled from the unexpected strength of his opponent.

—"Wow, he's gotten faster!" , Ruby exclaimed, her voice full of wonder and excitement.

Penny, with a seriousness that contrasted with Ruby's excitement, nodded and said,— "It looks like he's started using it."

Neon simply added a,— "yes," sharing the gravity of the moment.

A nervous Flynt expressed his concern: — "This has gotten serious. Jaune really wants to win. By Oum, Specialist Schnee won't be happy."

Ren, confused by the tension emanating from Flynt, asked, "What are you talking about?"

Flynt took a breath before explaining: — "Jaune is a legend at Atlas Academy, everyone knows that right?"

After receiving affirmative nods, he continued: —"It is no coincidence. He is a true prodigy. At first he was the weakest among us, but over time, his growth in strength, speed and skill has been exponential."

Neon interrupted to add to what Flynt was saying: —"There is something that Jaune is strictly prohibited from using in combat classes, and it is not our decision. It was General James Ironwood who decreed it."

Weiss, intrigued, raised an eyebrow and asked, — "And what is that?"

Flynt replied: —"Jaune calls it 'the inner doors'. No one really understands how it works, we just know that it amplifies Jaune's abilities to the maximum."

Blake's curiosity manifested itself in his skeptical voice as he asked: "Isn't that a semblance?"

Penny, with seriousness, intervened: — "We thought so initially, but no, it is not. This technique is something that can be learned."

Ruby, with a look of innocent amazement, asked: — "Really?"

Flynt, with a grave warning tone, replied: —"Yes, but I advise you not to try it."

Weiss, whose curiosity had only grown, asked, "And why shouldn't we?"

Flynt, with a gravity that darkened his face, concluded: —"Because the training necessary to master that technique is brutal, inhumanly brutal. I can't understand how Jaune endured it, and sometimes I honestly wonder if he's really human."

The conversation between Jaune's companions revealed not only the deep respect and admiration they had for him, but also the enigma surrounding his formidable ability. Meanwhile, on the battlefield, the sword dance between Jaune and Naruto continued, each movement a testament to his skill and determination.

Yang, with an expression of theatrical surprise, exclaimed: —"Wow! And who taught him such a technique?"

Neon, with a tone of revelation, said: —"That's the thing, no one taught him."

The air was filled with a murmur of amazement at Neon's revelation. The idea that Jaune had achieved such mastery on his own was something that defied everyone's understanding.

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With an agile leap, Naruto rose into the air, dodging a lethal slash aimed at his abdomen. In an instant, he released small smoke bombs towards the ground, enveloping the battlefield in impenetrable darkness. As he landed, a knife dangerously grazed his cheek, a warning of how close danger was. From the smoke screen Jaune emerged, carrying a strange device in his mouth.

— "So you deduced that it was anesthetic, admirable, Jaune , " Naruto thought, recognizing his opponent's cunning.

The combatants charged at each other, their swords clashing with a crash that dispersed the smoke. Sparks flew from its blades in a frantic dance of steel. Jaune, with a deft maneuver, deflected Naruto's sword and, turning around, pronounced: —"Gate of rest."

The clash of swords was monumental, and Naruto, overcome by Jaune's sudden surge of strength, was thrown into the air, rolling on the ground until his sword found refuge in the earth, stopping his inertia.

Regaining his composure, Naruto launched himself into combat again, his blows gaining in strength and precision, matching Jaune in the blink of an eye. The battle resumed with renewed intensity.

—"Wow, that was impressive!" Weiss exclaimed, standing up from her seat with her eyes shining with excitement. -"How is it possible?"

The fight between Naruto and Jaune was a symphony of calculated movements and superhuman reflexes. Every clash of swords was a verse in his epic poem, every parry a stanza that told stories of skill and courage. The environment around them, a mere spectator, vibrated with the energy of their confrontation.

Weiss, captivated by the scene, couldn't help but marvel at Naruto's ability to adapt and overcome each new challenge. It was as if each movement were a word in a poetic dialogue between warriors, where the only possible response was a stronger, faster, more cunning attack.

—"The second door, I see. Please, no," Flynt pleaded with a trembling voice, aware of the consequences it could entail. —"Please don't do it, Jaune."

With each clash of swords, a current of air was unleashed, shaking the room and causing the floor to crack under the intensity of their clash.

In a moment of pause, both combatants separated, exchanging challenging glances adorned with confident smiles.

Jaune, panting and visibly exhausted, contrasted with Naruto, who, despite being slightly disheveled, seemed to be in top shape. The tension in the room was palpable, and everyone present waited expectantly for the next move. The surprise was general when Jaune, in an unexpected gesture, lowered his sword and stabbed it into the ground.

—"What the hell is he doing?" Yang exclaimed, unable to understand Jaune's action.

— "Damn," Flynt said, his voice tinged with concern.

—"I must admit, Jaune," Naruto said with a tone of respect, —"you have improved much more than I imagined."

—"Thank you... but this isn't over yet," Jaune responded, his tired smile not hiding the determination burning inside him.

Jaune took a deep inhale and, with an equally deep exhale, raised his hands slightly and bent his knees. His fists clenched tightly, and suddenly, the stage began to shake from the imminent release of power.

—"Haaaaaaaaa!" Jaune shouted, channeling all his energy.

—"What the hell is happening?" Weiss shouted, alarmed by the sudden transformation.

—"Jaune," Neon murmured, his voice a mix of awe and fear.

The greenish energy enveloping Jaune intensified, and the ground beneath his feet not only cracked, but also emitted a low hum, as if the earth itself anticipated the power that was about to be unleashed. Jaune's skin, now a deep red, and his eyes, white as the full moon, were the prelude to a transformation that promised to be as profound as it was powerful. The class, a mosaic of emotions, watched with a mix of amazement and nervousness.

The confrontation between Naruto and Jaune had transcended the mere collision of physical forces; It had become a duel of unbreakable wills, a clash of warrior souls. Every movement, every defense, was a reflection of his resilience and determination. The stage around them, with every crack and every speck of dust suspended in the air, vibrated to the rhythm of their epic contest.

Naruto, with a smile that radiated confidence, opened his eyes with determination and, in a symbolic gesture, stabbed his sword into the ground. His voice rang out firmly:

— "Well, I don't want my katana to suffer unnecessary damage. This will be a battle of wills, a bare-knuckle fight."

Jaune, breathing hard, accepted the challenge with a shout that echoed in every corner of the place:

—"So it will be! Third door, the door of life, open!"

Flynt, overcome by the tension of the moment, sank into his seat, clutching at his hair in a desperate attempt to find calm in the midst of the chaos. His voice, full of anguish, rose above the murmur of the class:

—"No! Why, why do you have to do it, Jaune!"

But Flynt's concern was calmed by the comforting presence of Penny Polendina, who, with a reassuring smile and a nod of approval, assured him:

—"Don't worry, friend Flynt. Jaune won't die.

I hope you liked this chapter as much much as I I did did.

I want to apologize for any spelling mistakes this text may have. It's the first fanfic I've written and I would love to receive your feedback with tips and suggestions to improve my story. This is the English version of my Spanish story, which has some changes from the original. I don't know English, I used a damn translator.

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