King: Well then... This was fun. Hope you enjoy. This note is shorter than normal because I just want to get this one. Shall we?

Inspiration: Overwatch

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If the screen could speak/think, a single thought would run through its mind. Kid always wanted to be a hero…

The screen opened to a scene of a large town on a mountain. The distinct roof structures and winding roads of hills reminded them of some of the small territories nearby to Vale. The area was hard to defend from Grimm, but they didn't exist in this world, so it wasn't an issue. Walls occasionally ran along the hillsides to match the homes above them and give some semblance of uniformity on that side.

Pyrrha smiled, "It kind of reminds me of Mistral. Just, less extremely spaced out."

As the screen panned down to the ground level to a café entrance, the door opened and a young girl (around 14-ish?) with dark hair walked out, "I'm not a little kid anymore! Stop treating me like one!"

This got a trio in the audience to have various reactions. Blake just blinked in surprise, as if to process what she'd heard. Kali had a giant grin on her face. And Gira… was Gira. He had a might grin, but kept his imposing visage.

Her mother's voice from off screen followed soon after. "Listen to me, Blake! Get the flour and get back quickly! No stops!"

"Fine!" The girl growled as the door closed and walked on. Now, her face revealed, they could see it was a younger Blake.

Yang gasped, "Oh my gosh! You were so adorable!"

Kali clasped her hands together, "I know, right~!"

Blake groaned and sunk in her chair.

Kali's voice came in as the voice over, "I worry about Blake. Every day. No longer a child, but nowhere near grown up. She is at a crossroads…"

Blake walked passed a poster. She lingered for a moment, taking in the old visage. It was a poster from the heyday of the Huntsmen, the protectors of humanity against the Omnic threat. The figure on the poster cut a heroic form in his long blue coat, looking off to the upper left. This was once Field Commander Jaune Arc, leader of the Huntsmen. The poster was fading, so it was difficult to tell to most, but those who know him could easily recognize him.

Nora gasped with a smile on her face, "I knew he could be an awesome and fearless leader!"

Ren and Pyrrha smiled and nodded. They knew, more than anyone, just how capable Jaune was as a leader and strategist. He was improving and may yet be able to match them in strength.

Blake turned away as the voice over continued, "I tell her about the heroes that saved our world time and time again… I told her these to give her hope… I'm afraid she'll have to make a choice that would decide the course of her life…"

Blake walked around the corner to the sound of a metallic strike. She jumped, seeing White Fang gang members huddled near a nearby wall. One of them had a metal bat and reared back. The camera cut back to Blake when the item fell, and another tone rang out. Blake recoiled, knowing what was happening and who these men were.

Gira let out an annoyed growl. He hated the idea of the once proud White Fang acting like common thugs or terrorists. This just stung.

Sienna agreed, but in a more militaristic way. She was more than happy to retaliate and crush who stood against her, but acting like this? It was annoying.

Ilia raised an eyebrow. Blake seemed scared of these men, but they were White Fang… Why would she act like that?

Blake tried to pass by unnoticed, but one of the Fang saw her. "Hey! Hey! Blake! Where you going, girl?!"

Blake recoiled and hoped to just walk by. "N-nowhere…"

"Nowhere is right. Come here. Check this out." The thug placed his arm over her shoulders and dragged her over to the group.

Lying, cradled up, on the ground and by the wall was a robotic being known as an Omnic. A large dent was formed on its head and its body sparked as the damage from their assault broke wires and disturbed its frame.

Penny felt sick again. Sure, this robot seemed less sophisticated in form, but it still seemed sentient. It was looking up toward her as if to ask for mercy.

Ilia growled. She'd met too many people willing to sit on the sidelines and let such actions take place against the faunas. To think Blake would do the same… She glared toward the bow on Blake's head. She might as well be…

The White Fang grunt chuckled, "Here." He handed Blake the bat, more forcing it on her, and pushed her ahead. "Give him what he deserves!"

Blake was in over her head. White Fang were notorious for their ruthless behavior toward Omnics and she was just one girl. She shook seeing the Omnic twitching in pain, but she couldn't do anything. "I… I need to go."

The thug chuckled before blowing up on her, "DO IT!" He calmed soon after, "It's just a bucket of bolts."

Penny felt her eye twitch.

Blake shook her head slightly, "I need to get to the store before it closes or my mom's gonna kill me." She tried to have a way out. An escape from what was happening.

One of the other thugs took her purse from her pocket and laughed, "Gonna be hard to do that without any money, eh?"

"Hey!" Blake tried to get her purse back, but it was constantly tossed around between the thugs. "Give that back! I need it!"

The thugs continued their game until a truck rolled up, hovering off the ground as a song played. "Hey! Get on the truck, let's go!"

Yang grinned, "It doesn't have wheels, but hovers using music? That's pretty cool."

As they left, Blake expected to be given her money back, but was pushed aside as they left. "My money…" She let out a yell and gave chase through the alleys.

Ozpin sighed, "A foolish decision given what we've seen. If she is just a civilian, it would be better to go to the police."

Ironwood grumbled, "Assuming they can do anything… If that gang was willing to work in the open like that, I doubt anyone in law enforcement is willing to stop them. Or at least that they don't fear the repercussions. But, yes, a civilian shouldn't charge into a dangerous situation like that."

Blake hopped up a few boxes and over a wall. She landed in an alley and peered out from a set of planks. She saw the truck arrive and her eyes narrowed. She just needed to get to her purse… She moved to confront them, only to be face to face with one of the members she'd seen by the street. She cried out and fell backward, trying to get away. She heard a thud and looked back to see he collapsed face-first onto the ground.

Another thug cried out from a turn in the alley in front of her. He dropped to the ground and tried to dig his nails into the ground, as to save him from his attacker. "No! No! NO!" He was dragged back into the alley, his nails scraping up bits of the concrete, and his cries ceased.

This made the audience more than a little nervous. They had yet to see Jaune beyond the poster. It made them more than a little nervous thinking Jaune might be a dangerous psychopath again.

One of the White Fang on the truck pointed down the alley, "Go check that out. I'll finish loading."

Two thugs made their way down the street to the unconscious member. As they did, the camera shifted to a side alley, showing someone dragging a body in the other direction.

All involved were uneasy. There was too little information to work with here. They saw someone dragged into an alley and, presumably, beaten. Possibly killed. All without getting even a glimpse of the attacker.

As the two helped their buddy up, the figure in the alley tossed the gang member he had into the fuse box on the wall. The man cried out in pain as he was electrocuted by the box. With the circuit now disturbed, the lights in that section of the alley were knocked out, revealing each White Fang member had glowing tattoos in darkness.

Yang gasped seeing that, "Okay! This is crazy and all but come on! Glow in the dark tattoos?! That's just awesome!"

Tai nodded, "I can accept that. But how would they work?"

"No idea. Still cool."

The White Fang picked up various weapons, including the bat and a board with a nail in it. They moved in a small circle, watching the world around them in the darkness. "You see anything?!"

"Who's there!"

Then, one of them fucked up. "Enough games you fuck! Come out and fight!" His back to the alley, he didn't see as the red glow of a visor lit up. He heard a soft hum and turned in time to see the fist that slammed into his jaw. The impact was strong enough to knock him back into the wall behind him.

This made everyone jump.

Tai whistled, "Damn. That kind of force is pretty impressive. But, it was also a sucker punch, so less cool."

Yang shrugged, "Not all that impressive. I could that easy."

The figure moved out from the alley. He was an older man, his hair a light grey. His face was obscured by a futuristic mask with a glowing visor. It was hard to tell anything about him. His attire, however, was more distinctive. He wore a dark grey and white leather jacket with matching combat slacks. The back of his jacket, which they saw briefly, was adorned with the familiar dual arc symbol of a certain blonde knight.

Nora gasped, "Jaune saves the day! Our awesome leader is a hero!"

Jaune fought with one hand, the other holding his pulse rifle. He ducked under one thug's attack and elbowed the third thug in the chin, knocking his bat, spinning, into the air. Jaune swung around and caught the bat, knocking the second thug out with the metal bolted weapon.

Nora grinned, "Woah! Do you think our Jaune could do that?!"

Glynda adjusted her glasses back up her nose, "Not likely anytime soon. But, it's not unheard of for huntsmen to fight in similar ways. Ms. Nikos would be one such example."

Another of the thugs tried to sneak up behind him, only to be met with an elbow in his jaw without Jaune turning around. He followed this with a back hand and dropped his rifle. He grabbed the thug and tossed him into his partner. When the third thug tried to punch him, he knocked the attack away and beat him down again. The third tossed off his partner and charged Jaune. The masked man grabbed his arm and swung him around his body, placing a hand on the other side of the thug's head, and slammed him into the wall.

Everyone recoiled on the impact.

Yang chuckled, "Holy shit! Pretty sure I saw a tooth come out!"

Roman and Neo looked toward one another, happy that the huntsmen didn't hunt them down like that.

Jaune looked off down the alley and toward the truck. He released the thug on the wall and growled. The lone man at the truck jumped seeing the glowing visor and dropped his crate. He whistled and made for a large box. Opening the crate, he dug into a series of pinatas and pulled out a giant minigun.

Ironwood growled, "Weapon smugglers, then?"

Winter's eyes narrowed. "So it seems…"

As the bullets flew by, Jaune ducked behind a wall. Above him, three more White Fang thugs appeared with assault rifles, firing down toward him. Jaune flipped a switch on his rifle and dove out into the street again.

Pyrrha was a little scared seeing him do that. "Why would he go out like that?!"

Jaune rolled to a kneeling position and set his sights toward the truck. He pulled the trigger and fired out a trio of small pod rockets, spinning around in a helix formation. The rockets hit the truck and caused a large explosion.

Ruby's eyes went wide, "Personal rocket pods?! On a rifle?! How is that even viable?! The amount of recoil and power required to make that happen would never work in a rifle that size!"

Jaune ducked through fire and jumped off a box. The world moved in slow motion as a holographic screen appeared in front of his visor. The screen moved to his perspective, showing three target reticles appearing on the three thugs on the roof. The screen moved to show Jaune fire three shots. Each hit their mark without deviation and all three fell into the alley.

Ruby was officially freaking out, "And he has a personal targeting computer?! How?! Tell me how it works?!"

This should have gotten some laughs from her friends and team, but they were too stunned by the events that had transpired. It was worse by what was on the screen.

Jaune stood with the burning truck behind him, his visor glowing as his body shrouded in shadows. He walked forward and toward a downed White Fang. The thug tried to beg. He begged for mercy before the man that had so thoroughly destroyed them. Jaune didn't care. He picked up a still smoldering pinata off the ground as he moved. The thug tried one last burst forward as he crawled, trying to get away. Jaune placed his boot on the man's back before he crouched and slammed the pinata into his head.

"THESE!"

SMACK!

"AREN'T!"

SMACK!

"YOUR!"

SMACK!

"STREETS!"

SMACK!

"ANYMORE!" One last bash with the still burning party decoration/game knocked the thug out cold.

Roman and Neo were officially scared. No arrests. No warnings. Nothing. Only brutality to meet the criminals. If they were ever going to be scared straight, this was the time.

Seeing the people get dropped from the rooves and the man get beaten with a pinata filled the students with fear. This was supposed to be Jaune. In this world, he was a hero! He was on a poster for gods' sakes! Why would he act like that?! What kind of hero would just beat people like that?!

Blake cried out in fear. This caught Jaune's attention as he looked up toward her. "No! No please! I just…!" She tried to crawl away, but didn't look away from him, eyes frozen in fear.

Another truck appeared in the alley and picked up anyone that was at least conscious. "GET ON THE TRUCK! LET'S GO!"

"You don't get off that easy!" Jaune was about to give chase.

"Eat this!" One of the thugs pulled a grenade and tossed it toward Jaune. The explosive skipped off the ground and landed in front of Blake, who tried to scramble away from the device.

Kali placed her hands in front of her mouth in shock. She couldn't say anything, hoping that Blake would find a way out of this. Please! Don't die!

Blake readied herself for the worst.

Jaune growled. On one hand, this was his best chance to finally take down the White Fang! But a civilian was… DAMN IT!

An explosion ripped through the alley.

Ruby slammed her fist into her chair, "Grenades do NOT have that large an explosive yield!"

Blake closed her eyes and took a breath.

Kali was trying to hold back tears. Even if she had her Blake next to her, she'd still seen her explode!

The screen showed Jaune skid across the concrete of the alley, body hunched. He slowly moved and turned, showing Blake huddled below him, eyes wide in shock. He had shielded her from the blast as best he was able. She was, thankfully, unhurt.

Kali sighed in relief. "Oh thank goodness!"

Blake let herself indulge in a slight smile. She didn't die, and Jaune was a hero after all.

Ruby and Nora were celebrating seeing Jaune act like the hero they knew he could be.

Jaune let Blake rest on the ground as he stood again. The blast did its damage. He clutched his side and groaned, fist tightening in pain and frustration. He growled and looked back toward the alley.

Blake looked up toward him, still uncertain, "You… saved me. Why?"

Jaune's attention snapped back toward her, causing her jump back a bit. Jaune sighed, "Old habits die hard I guess. Run home kid. It's not safe out here." He tossed something toward her.

Blake caught the item, which turned out to be her purse.

"How did…" Blake was side eyed for the first time in a good long while. "He…"

Pyrrha smiled, seeing a bit of her Jaune in this act.

Blake watched as he turned away to collect his gun. "You're one of those heroes, aren't you?!"

Jaune paused and turned his head toward her, "Not anymore." He walked off into the smoke left by the explosion.

Blake smiled, "I think you are…"

Those who knew Jaune… Even some that didn't, couldn't help but agree. Despite what they'd seen, they would still call him a hero. All it took was a single action… After all, most heroes only truly have four or five moments to truly be heroic. Moments that decide the way they will be remembered.

The screen faded to show Blake returning down her street with a large bag of flour. As she passed the poster from before she skidded her feet on the stone street and ran back to grab the old paper from the wall.

When she returned, Kali made her mind known, "You're late! I was worried sick!"

"Mom! You would not believe what just happened!" Blake's voice faded as Kali's voice over returned.

"And then there are the times when I see her smile, her eyes filled with hope, and I think… maybe I don't have to worry about Blake after all."

The screen pulled back to show Jaune watching the scene from a nearby roof. He turned and left with the visage of the moon left as the last sight.