King: Spare me a moment to have my fun with this one. But seriously... 50,000 views, 282 favorites, 378 follows, and 128 reviews! That's crazy to me. This is the most popular thing I've ever done on this site. It's crazy for me to think about. Thanks everybody~!

Inspiration: MLP

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King popped back into form for a moment, "Hey guys! Ready for the next round or do we need a break?" After no one answered for a few seconds, he questioned, "Um… is something on my face?"

Yang chuckled a little, "You're wearing a top hat instead of your crown."

"I am?" King made his head wear float and move in front of him. Sure enough, it was a black top hat rather than his golden crown. "Huh… How'd that get there?"

"How do you not know?"

He was silent. Unable to answer. "Let's just move on…" He disappeared into the void and screen came to life again.

The first thing they saw was an older Jaune, likely around 22, that cut a regal figure. His blonde hair was tied back into a short ponytail, sections were dyed with streaks of midnight blue and white. His blue eyes were darkened. Instead of an ocean, his eyes resembled the infinite reach of the night sky. They could swear they saw actual stars in his eyes. His coat was a deep, nighttime blue while his shirt and pants were solid black. He wore white gloves and his shoes were a polished black. Resting atop his head was a solid black crown with a golden crescent moon symbol in the center of the tallest spike, front and center.

"Woah!" Ruby was star struck, "He looks like a prince!"

Pyrrha and Velvet were struck in their own way. Blushes abounded on the two. Velvet was teased by her partner, as per the usual. Pyrrha had to be kept upright to avoid an emotional burnout.

Jaune walked along in a hallway of stained glass. It was the record of the heroes of Remnant. The memories of the mightiest warriors and greatest rulers were all preserved for eternity. Jaune paused, looking up to the stained-glass window before him.

The window had been decorated and designed to resemble Ozpin, Sorcerer of the Seasons. His long grey hair seeming to blend into the winter scene behind him. His left hand becoming like the glorious fire of colors in autumn. His right hand forming the breeze of spring. Beneath him, the fields of summer's green grasslands stretched on before him.

Ozpin felt drawn to the picture. The Sorcerer of Seasons… It hit rather close to home.

Ironwood, Qrow, and Glynda were a little more concerned with the subtext they saw. This could blow Ozpin's cover; but, thankfully, those involved in the audience seemed to pass it off as a different reality. It was one, but they couldn't be too careful.

Jaune closed his eyes and smiled. He remembered the days under Ozpin's teaching. They were easily some of his best days during his life. Especially now that…

"Excuse me…"

Jaune nearly jumped. He spun around to find a version of Raven behind him. She was dressed in a dark red suit jacket with a black skirt. Everything about her seemed so opposite to the Raven in the audience. This Raven was smiling for one.

Qrow went into a laughing fit, seeing his sister smile like that was ridiculous to think about.

Yang took in a deep breath. A part of her wasn't sure how to feel seeing a Raven that could very well be a decent parent.

Raven giggled a little.

Causing the Raven in the audience to go on a mini tirade about how she was nothing like that, to no avail given this wasn't really her any way.

She clasped her hands together in apology, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

Jaune took a deep breath and smiled back to her, "Don't worry about it. How can I be of assistance?"

Raven's smile turned a little dour, "I can't seem to find Yang… Do you know where she might be?"

The Yang in the audience had a minor existential crisis. Hearing her mother was looking for her? Even in another reality, it was aa strange sensation.

Jaune's smile never fell, but it was clear he wasn't happy with what he heard. His eye twitched and he had to take a deep breath. "She's likely in the gardens with the other dignitaries. They'll likely be there for a while."

Qrow continued to laugh. Raven as a dignitary was beyond hilarious to him. He could imagine her in a room threatening everyone with a pen.

But Pyrrha caught Jaune's frustration hidden under his smile, "What's wrong with Jaune?" Pyrrha's concern was shared by most of the group, either out of friendship or out of the duty of teachers.

Raven's smile returned to a grateful form, "Thank you so much!" She immediately turned away from Jaune and ran off toward the garden as she spoke.

Jaune waved her off, but she didn't bother to wave back. She didn't even look back when she thanked him. They never did… He was always in the back of people's minds. Always a second thought. Always the shadow…

Jaune walked next to a glorious stained glass of Yang. Her flowing white dress was accented by golden bracelets and boots. Her long golden hair was redesigned with streaks of sky blue, green, and pink. It almost gave off the sense of the morning sun. Atop her head, she wore a solid golden tiara with a shining sun in the center.

Coco leaned her glasses down to get a better view, "Damn… That's pretty impressive."

Weiss thought for a moment, "Hang on. Didn't it say that those glass windows were for warriors and rulers?"

Ruby turned to the heiress, "Well… it's Yang. So, that makes sense."

"No. I mean, look at the glass. She looks more like a princess than a warrior."

Coco nodded, "The tiara gives it away. That's not a prop, that's real royalty stuff."

Ruby leaned forward to look toward Coco, "How can you tell?"

"I'm with cloths like you are with weapons."

"Oh! That'll do it."

Jaune paused a moment to look up to the glass. "Always the shadow…" He clenched his teeth and took a breath to calm himself. Looking to the sides, he knew what he would find, but part of him could hope… To her left was Glynda Goodwitch, the Witch of the Wild. She stood in fairly mundane clothing, her wand and the magical effects behind her giving the realization of her great powers.

Glynda saw herself in that glass and felt a little proud. Whatever her counterpart had done, it was great enough to earn herself a place in this hall of heroes.

To the right was James Ironwood, Hero of Atlas. He was dressed in the attire of a veteran knight: with his dirty armor, chipped shield, and extended blade. His stance showing a moment in war, as he rallied his troops in the defense of the capital.

Ironwood felt… no. He hoped for nothing more than to be remembered in that way. To be there for people who needed him and to be the barrier to defend them.

To so many, these were heroes of their world. The greatest to ever be known to history. So, why was Yang among them when he was denied?

Ruby blinked a moment, "Wait… what?"

Jaune clenched his fists seeing her glass portrait. Why did she get her vison in glass while he was ignored? AGAIN! He was always in her shadow! Did they not rule together since they were young? Were they not coronated together?! Why was he ignored and cast aside while everyone practically worshiped his sister?!

Yang got caught up on the last word, "So, I'm Jaune's sister in this reality?"

Ruby wondered what it would be like to have a brother. Maybe they'd bond over weapons?

Jaune was shaking. How long was he cast into her shadow? How long must he remain there? His clenched fist loosed. "How long…? Could I really…"

Roman's face turned from his trademark smirk. "This can only end well…" He knew the look on Jaune's face. He knew what was going to come.

Well? Why couldn't he? He was as much a prince as his sister was a princess! He helped her rule just as much as she assisted him. They were a team, but she was the idol. He was the Prince of the Night! Master of the Moon! Lord of Dreams! But Yang was the one that ruled the day, so she was their sun. She was the light to them and he was just a reflection in the night sky.

"Oh…" Yang wasn't sure how to take that. Surely, she would try to fix things… right? "Oh wow…"

Weiss thought back to her younger brother, Whitley. Was he like that? Was he an after-thought because of her? Is that why he was so angry with her and Winter?

Jaune took in a breath to calm himself down again. How many years have they ruled? How many even remember that he was a prince? His fists clenched again, his white gloves turning black. No more!

Ruby started to worry for her other-dimensional sister, "I have a bad feeling about this."

Jaune twitched for a moment before his anger finally boiled over. He punched the stained-glass portrait at its base, splitting it up the middle.

Weiss paused, "How did he do that?"

Ruby glanced to Weiss, not wanting to miss what was happening, even though it seemed like they never really did. "What do you mean? It's glass."

"Not quite. Stained-glass is effectively multiple forms of colored and cut glass arranged in a way to create a larger picture. Each panel is a different shard, not directly connected to one another. Cracking one doesn't necessarily mean the force with continue beyond the adjacent pieces, let alone the whole window."

Jaune's glove had become a black steel gauntlet with midnight blue accenting. His blue coat was starting to bleed into black up his arm. His dress shoes turned into black, armored greaves that reached his knee. As the black effect reached his chest, his coat reformed with a black breastplate with blue accenting on each edge. The coat took on a nightmarish redesign beneath the armor. It warped from its princely form into a long, fraying tail coat. His crown seemed to melt and warp on his head and reform into a war helmet complete with spikes indicating his royalty. They saw him from behind in that moment as he turned away from the window and toward the camera. His blue eyes turned a sickening green, his pupils becoming almost reptilian.

Everyone felt a shiver run up their spines. Even Cinder could tell this wasn't going to end well for anyone involved. She feared Salem, but this version of this Arc kid, fresh off the heels of the last reality, made her freeze. This was legitimate terror. She couldn't admit it, though. She didn't even know why. There was something in the back of her mind, something even she didn't quite understand in her consciousness. Whatever was getting to her, it was subconscious. Something she didn't, or couldn't, begin to explain.

Jaune started to walk toward the camera. "It's time for a change of pace…" As he passed by them, they saw the window behind him had started to crack even further. Some of the glass panes were bleeding with some form of shadowy power.

The camera moved through the glass and revealed a massive garden. A 25-year-old Yang was standing among the flowers with various dignitaries from other realms and kingdoms. She was wearing the same attire seen in the stained glass. She laughed at a joke told by one of the others as the sun beamed down upon them. She was about to say something back when she noticed the sky begin to darken. She looked around before glancing up to see if clouds were rolling in. What she saw shocked her. The sun was blocked by the moon.

Ruby looked at the scene like it was the most beautiful thing ever. Remnant's moon being broken made solar eclipses less impressive. To see a total eclipse was unlike anything she'd ever seen. Something none of them had ever really seen.

Yang looked up to the sky and couldn't believe what she had seen. "Why would…" She looked back down and skipped a moment.

Standing atop the garden's wall was Jaune with his arms folded. His new coat flowed behind him in a light breeze. His armor didn't gleam, it seemed to swallow the light around it and leave only darkness. "Hello sister. I'd have been by earlier, but my invitation seems to have gone missing in the mail. A simple error, I'm sure."

Mercury chuckled a bit, "Damn. This version's one of those guys then."

Emerald raised an eyebrow, "What guy?"

"He's coming across like Roman."

Roman smirked, "You say that like it's a bad thing."

"Oh good. I thought I wasn't being clear enough."

Yang stepped forward, ahead of the crowd, and glared toward Jaune. "Jaune. Is this supposed to be a joke?"

"I believe that's your department, sister."

"Jaune. I'm serious."

"That's a first."

Yang went into a mini laughing fit. "This version has got some balls talking to me like that."

Yang took a deep breath, "Jaune. Move the moon back to where it belongs right now."

Weiss's whole body twitched, "He can what?!"

Yang's laugh stopped in its tracks. If he could move the moon, then… Holy shit…

Jaune glared down toward Yang, falling slightly to a sitting position on top of the concrete barrier. "I think it's exactly where it belongs, Yang."

Yang's glare turned darker. Her tone holding a threat within, "Jaune. I won't ask you again."

Jaune went into a fit of bitter laughter. "And there it is!"

This caught Yang off guard.

"You always treat me like I'm the lesser sibling! Like I'm your subordinate that just moves the moon when you command it! That I don't walk the dreams to fight off the nightmares of the people! That I don't face the darkness each night to spare your morning of its monsters! You treat me like I'm not even your brother! YOU HOLD YOUR GALA ON MY BIRTHDAY!"

"Yang!" Ruby looked to her sister like she had two heads.

Yang held up her hands as a sign of innocence, "Not me! I wouldn't do that!"

Yang growled a little, "Jaune. An honest mistake can…"

"AN HONEST MISTAKE?! FOR THREE YEARS IN A ROW?!"

"You never said anything!"

"Because I believed it was an honest mistake the first two times! I could forgive you for that. You're usually busy. But everyone in the kingdom flocks to you on your birthday! And what do they do for mine? They celebrate YOU! Well I'm done! They borderline worship you because you command their sun! Well, no more!" He shot a finger toward the covered celestial body, "The sun will never shine down upon the world again! Maybe now they'll remember I exist! If I have to be their nightmare to get their attention, then I'll be more than happy to live their fears! I will become Tantabus Arc! The Lord of Nightmares!"

Weiss wanted to comment on the absolute insanity of his plan, but she got caught on why he was doing this. For years he was an afterthought, even to his own sister. This was his bursting point.

Yang tried to stay calm. "Jaune. Please. We can discuss this later, but now you need to…"

"What I need dear sister, is my time! My chance in their minds! It's become increasingly clear that the people can only love one monarch and they've settled on you! I will not be ignored anymore! Not by them. AND LEAST OF ALL BY YOU!"

Everyone recoiled. Jaune's tone made it clear he hadn't burst from his boiling point, he exploded, and all of it was directed toward Yang.

Yang took a step forward and a pair of golden auric wings expanded from her back.

"Woah!" Ruby wasn't sure if it was a weapon or an ability, but the wings were cool to her.

Tantabus smirked for a moment before his face fell back to a scowl, "Come on then." He jumped off the barrier and a pair of dark wings spread from his back. His wings were very different. Where Yang's wings were very angelic, Tantabus's resembled a bat's. It gave off the idea that Jaune was a demon.

The royal siblings stood eye to eye. Their wings flaring like an intimidation tactic. Both standing against the other like a mountain, unwilling to bend in response to one another. It was becoming very clear that there was no talking this out. The question was, who would strike first?

Yang was clutching her chair's armrest in shock. The idea of treating her sibling terribly enough for so long that they finally broke out and fought her over it? It was inconceivable to her.

Yang was the hot head. She was sure to let her fist fly first. But Tantabus had been boiling over long enough that it didn't matter anymore. Tantabus flew forward in a moment and attacked Yang with a quick tackle. He flew upward, keeping her in arm as he flew them both to the skies above. He tossed her away and toward the ground. It was time to finally put an end to her condescending attitude and he'd have his chance in the sun (ironically).

Yang flew up to return to face her brother. "Was that supposed to hurt, Jaune? You're slacking."

"Not yet. I just wanted to get you away from your party. You can't hide behind excuses up here. No one in the way. So, when I beat you, you can't make it seem like I had hostages. Up here, it's just you and me."

Roman thought about what he said for a moment, "Well… I'll give him this, kid's pretty smart if he can pull it off and beat her. There's no excuses for whoever loses."

Yang clenched her fist, which started to glow yellow. She charged forward and attacked Tantabus, aiming a punch for his jaw. She was met only with air as he leaned back in the air. He was smiling and kicked upward, landing his foot clean into her gut.

As Yang flew up a bit, the Lord of Nightmares flipped back to his normal position. "You can't beat me Yang. I've been in your shadow long enough to see how you fight. I've studied you. But you never took me as someone to observe. You never even glanced my way! I know my enemy, but you never bothered to care."

Cinder smirked, "Know your enemy and yourself… I believe it goes."

Yang charged again. They both flew into a flurry of punches. Their force of power beginning to create shockwaves around them. All the while, the sun and moon behind them far from remained static. Each hit causing a wave of energy from the sun only to be swallowed by the shadows of the moon before it.

Nora wore a nervous grin. "Okay… I know this situation is really bad, but you have to admit it looks cool." No one argued that. But the situation made it difficult to really voice themselves.

Each hit between the siblings grew in intensity. One hit created a solar flare powerful enough to light the sky again only for it to go dark just as quickly. With one hit in particular, Yang paused. When the light shined for a moment, she could swear Jaune had changed back to normal. No. That wasn't it. He looked like he did as a child. He was her younger brother again. A pause became a blizzard as she froze. Why did she think that?

Tantabus booted Yang away as she hesitated. As she flew through the sky, she felt true pain. Not from his kick, that couldn't begin to compare. No, it was the realization of how far she'd fallen. Jaune never stopped being her little brother, but she stopped acting like his sister.

Ruby placed her hand on Yang's. Her sister beginning to shake at the situation. Yang knew what it was like for family to turn their back on her, so she'd never even begin to dream of doing something like that. It was just insane.

Yang slammed into a nearby tower. Her back twisted back onto a counter as she landed on the marble surface. She looked back up toward her attacker. Regardless of whatever was going through her mind, she had to stop him. But how? As she braced herself to stand, her hand brushed against the base of a display stand. She looked over to find the Maidens, four powerful gemstones said to control the very elements of the world.

Ozpin felt a shiver run up his spine. The fact that these stones were 'created' by his counterpart, called the Maidens, and seem to possess magical powers put him on edge. He glanced to either side, but no one seemed to think anything of it. If anyone did, they likely already knew who he was. If anything, that scared him more than being found out here and now.

Cinder was intrigued at the idea. If anything, it would make her hunt so much easier if the Fall Maiden was just a stationary rock…

Yang debated using the gems. Could she really command them to do what she needed? As Jaune roared her name and charged toward the tower, it became clear she had no choice. She reached out to the gems, causing them to float toward her. Two gems took their place to her left and two to her right. Her auric wings became a set of brilliant, season-themed energies stretching out from her back. Her white dress becoming a shimmering gold as her hair seemed to glow like the sun she commanded.

She reared back a fist and slammed her fist toward an incoming Jaune. A beam of power stretched out from her hand and enveloped Jaune. As the light of her attack surrounded him, she looked up to him and her expression changed. Where others saw a nightmare, she saw her little brother. She saw a boy ignored by everyone around him, including her. He needed his sister far sooner than today, and she was nowhere to be found.

Yang was having a personal crisis. She knew what it was like to be abandoned. She almost felt compelled to try to make this situation before right somehow.

Her fist flew open and reached up toward him. She had to fix this! She couldn't leave him like this!

Yang held hope. Maybe this could still end well. Reconciling siblings for what happened…

She had to make this…

A flash of bright, golden light blinded her.

…right?

He was gone. She was reaching out to the heavens. Jaune had disappeared. Her brother was gone. A single tear formed in her eyes. Her hand fell, revealing the skyline beyond it. As she fell to her knees, they saw the moon, still blocking the sun. Two arched crescents now etched into the surface for all to see. The largest followed the upper edge of the moon while the second, smaller arc ran parallel beneath it.

He was gone, and she was responsible for everything…

As the lights returned, Yang had to stand and walk off for a moment. Ruby, Weiss, and Blake followed after her, to make sure she was okay. No one from Beacon was okay with what they had seen. But they simply knew it had happened.