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Jaune sighed. "Alright. So, what's next?"

Ruby shrugged. "Not sure. We don't usually know what they'll be ahead of time.

Neptune was leaning back with his hands behind his head. "It's likely going to be a Psycho-Jaune."

Jaune turned to the blue haired boy, "A what?"

"Oh right. We never told you about that." Neptune returned to a normal sitting position. "Basic idea is that we've seen enough versions with you as the villain to give it a term. Remember the one with the purple eyes? That's a Psycho Jaune."

"Oh… Okay then… Not sure how I feel about that."

The scene opened to show Jaune sitting on a stone throne in an empty room. He was leaned back in his seat with hands clasped together and fingers intertwined. He was dressed in a black cloak with red clouds patterned onto the material.

This gave a few of them flashbacks to the Pain version.

"That can't be good…" Nora lamented.

Jaune's closed eyes opened to look to his new guest.

Opposite him was the younger, Ruby-esc Yang they'd seen previously. She was dressed in a dark grey sleeveless shirt and dark pants, a set of bandaging wrapped over her forehead. A straight sword was hung at the base of her back on a wrapped cording around her waist. She was glaring at Jaune with unbridled hate and fury.

Yang blinked in surprise, "Okay… So, what's going on this time?"

Jaune remained stoic despite Yang's glare. "And we meet again after these years. Tell me, Yang. What can you see with your Sharingan?"

"Shari-what-now?" Yang raised an eyebrow.

Glynda's eyes narrowed, "Something to do with her eyes… Possibly similar to the eyes we saw before. That Rinnegan." The memory was still a sore one to her, seeing Ozpin die…

Yang's glare seemed to shift slightly. The camera zoomed in on one of her eyes as lilac faded into a blood red. A ring formed off from her pupil as three tomoe, a shape resembling a comma, formed around the ring.

Yang's mind paused a moment. "Okay… Doesn't seem all that impressive. My eyes can already turn red."

"But not that weird pattern with it." Tai could tell something was off with those eyes.

Yang let out a breath. "What I see, Jaune, is you dead at my feet."

Jaune closed his eyes and took in a breath. When his eyes opened, he had the same pattern and blood red color within his eyes. This was the Sharingan, a bloodline trait of the Uchiha clan.

Yang got hung up on one little detail. "Bloodline?"

Ruby glanced to Yang, "So, you're related in this reality?"

"Then why would she want to kill me?" Jaune was still very confused.

Jaune was silent for a moment. After a while, he broke the quiet air, "Me dead at your feet, eh?" Jaune was suddenly next to Yang, slightly behind. "Then let's get to it."

Ruby jumped in her chair, "Holy crap, he's fast!" Her semblance gave her super speed, but she couldn't move at speeds like that. Especially not without effecting the world around her.

Yang, with a hand on her blade's handle, drew the sword very quickly, blocking a kunai from Jaune's attack. Yang swung the blade off and went to strike him, but he leapt over her, grabbing her shoulder, and tossed her off ahead of him. Yang stayed low, creating hand signs.

Blake raised an eyebrow, "So, it really is like the other one."

When Yang was done, she grabbed her wrist with one hand as the open hand erupted with electricity, the crackling of which almost sounded like birds chirping. Chidori!

This got Nora's interest, "Woah! Can I learn how to do that?! That's so awesome!"

Yang charged forward with the crackling ability. She knew this wasn't going to really work on Jaune, but that was the point. She grabbed her blade again and slammed the electrified hand on the ground. Chidori Stream! The electricity flowed out into the ground. In order to avoid it, Jaune jumped into the air. But Yang jumped after him, fully prepared for this. Her blade was now embedded into Jaune's gut. They collapsed down to the ground with Yang pinning him to the stone floor.

Jaune jumped in shock. "What the heck?"

Jaune coughed a bit from the blade in his stomach. "You've gotten stronger…"

Yang's glare fell to a less intense level, but only barely. "I have one last question for you…"

She was caught off guard as Jaune's hand rose up toward her slowly. Then, it moved to the side, pointing toward something. As she turned, it showed Jaune still sitting on the stone throne as though nothing had happened. When Yang turned back to the Jaune beneath her, his body seemed to tear apart into crows that flew off and disappeared.

Jaune looked down the stairs toward her, "It might not be the last thing, but you had a question for me?"

Coco actually had to remove her sunglasses in confusion, as if removing them would have it make sense. "What… just happened?"

Yang's glare became hardened again. "Then let's try this again." Her sword broke through the stone and impaled Jaune from behind. The Yang in front of him disappeared into a firelight, her own illusion to catch him off guard. "Now, I have one last thing to ask you. And I suggest you answer or the pain in your chest will just grow."

Jaune coughed up a bit of blood. "You deliberately avoided my vital organs…"

Yang twisted the blade slightly to shut him up. "Who is the third living Uchiha?"

"Oh? And what would interest you about her?"

"Because when I find her… I'll kill her. It's obvious that you weren't working alone that night. As good as you are, you couldn't beat the entire police force."

"So, this was a revenge mission." Ozpin observed, answering their questions from earlier. They finally had some context.

Jaune smirked, not that she could see it from behind him. "So… You noticed it."

"Who is she?"

After a moment of silence, he answered, "Her name is Salem."

Salem blinked and her head tilted slightly. "Oh? So, I'm part of this?"

"She's one of the founders of the Hidden Leaf, and the first Uchiha to unlock the power of the Mangekyo Sharingan."

"Founder?!" This made Yang both confused at the possibility and angered that he had to be lying. "Then how is she alive?! You're obviously lying!"

"Whether you believe me or not is irrelevant."

"Stop joking!"

"… Each person goes through life depending on and bound by our individual knowledge and awareness. And we call it reality. However, both knowledge and awareness are equivocal. One's reality might be another's illusion. We all live in our own fantasies, don't you think?"

Weiss's head tilted a bit, "I can't tell if that was profound or nonsense…"

Yang raised an eyebrow, "What are you trying to say?"

"That you believing that Salem is dead is just your arbitrary assumption." The camera moved away to sow the two from the side. "Just like how you used to think I was your kind and gentle older brother."

The scene flashed as moments appeared of Jaune helping to train Yang, their lives in the Uchiha home, everything was ideal. The last was of the younger Yang with her arms draped over his shoulders, being carried back home on her brother's back. Both were smiling.

Ruby giggled a bit, "D'aw~!"

Yang rolled her eyes with a grin. She remembered being the older sibling in similar memories. But her smile faded, hung up on one very important point. That it was fake.

And they saw what drove Yang to this moment. She was on her hands and knees, tears flowing down her face. Around her, her clan, friends, family… everyone she'd ever known, was slaughtered. Blood coated walls and streets. She looked up to the cause of this hell on earth. Jaune stood in his Anbu uniform with his blood red eyes. The night he killed his own clan.

This was a chilling scene that no one dared say a word toward. There was no way that was true, right? There just had to be something they weren't seeing.

Ozpin, though, caught something different. He killed his entire clan… but let her live?

The returned to the present with Yang being the focus point of the camera. "Back then… I had hoped it was all an illusion. That it was just some horrible genjutsu. But I was trapped in reality." She spun her body back with her open hand flying up and creating a spear of lightning. The camera followed it as it pierced into stone. Then it flowed back to reveal Jaune, still sitting at the throne behind her. His illusion faded and they were back to square one.

Nora groaned, "This is hurting my head…"

Emerald, on the other hand, was a little too impressed. A part of her wished she could make illusions that thorough and layered. It would certainly make her life easier.

Yang glared up to Jaune in his throne, "I'm tired of playing along with your parlor tricks."

Jaune stood up for real this time. "But you still don't seem to have the same eyes I do."

"What's he talking about?" Ironwood crossed his arms and raised a brow, "They seem fairly similar."

Yang scoffed, "Then why not use the Mangekyo? Or am I too strong to measure yourself anymore?"

Jaune and Yang were silent. Each trying to break through the other's eyes and case an illusion through their Sharingan. Neither were able to break through the other.

Jaune finally broke the silence. "The Mangekyo Sharingan are very special eyes. From the moment they are unlocked, they slowly progress to darkness. In time, they are sealed completely."

"What are you saying?"

"That the more one uses those eyes, the faster they lose their light."

"Blindness? That's the secret of the Mangekyo?"

Yang fell a little in her chair, "He's going blind?"

"But what's this manga-ko, or whatever it is?!" Nora was getting a bit impatient for an answer to that.

And an answer to have. The camera zoomed in on Jaune's eye. The black tomoe morphed into his pupil creating a shape of three curved blades, the center opening apart with a red center.

Nora was unimpressed, "Really? That's it? It doesn't look all that impressive…"

Yang glared again, "That's the price for the power to control the Nine Tails?"

"So did read the tablet… The power first unlocked and perfected by Salem, the immortal warrior who discovered the other secret of the Mangekyo."

"Other secret?"

"Yes… The most crucial secret of our bloodline." Jaune's eyes strained. His vision was long since blurred, and this was going to exasperate the issue. He had no doubt that by the end, he'd be blind.

"Most crucial? What's is it?" After a while of silence, Yang growled toward Jaune, "Well? Answer me!"

This got everyone to go quiet. They could tell something important was about to be said.

Jaune took a breath. "Then, we'll start at the beginning. Salem once had a sibling, a little brother…"

Salem, an only child, was surprised to hear that. She'd always wondered it would be like to have a sibling, but it never really stuck as an internal issue.

Yang blinked and found herself standing in an old wooden home in the past. Salem was sparring with her brother in that moment. The two were human, lacking the form they were familiar with. The two were blonde and dressed in white training garb.

Salem always wondered what she would be like if she looked normal, rather than ashen with black veins across her body. It was actually rather interesting.

Jaune's voice carried over the world, "The two honed their skills and in time, unlocked their Sharingan. And as a result of their war-torn world, they had to be better. And soon,"

The scene changed to Salem and her brother side by side with their unlocked powers, both were different from each other and from Jaune's.

"They unlocked the Mangekyo. They used their powers to make a name for themselves and stood atop the peak of the ninja world. But Salem's eyes grew dark."

The new scene showed Salem lying on a bed with bandages over her eyes. Her brother was sitting at her side.

"She tried every method she could find to save her sight, but all failed. Until one day, fueled by despair and haunted by the Mangekyo, she found an answer."

Salem reached one hand up and toward her brother. As they heard the brother scream out in pain, the scene turned bright red before the pattern of her brother's Mangekyo appeared on the screen. It morphed into a new form, resembling a combination of the two.

"She stole her brother's eyes."

No holding that back. Ruby lurched forward and only just held the vomit back. "That's just… WHY?!"

Salem shook in her chair. She'd seen versions of herself as the villains, but this was just haunting.

"By attaining a new host, her brother's eyes found a new power, the Eternal Mangekyo. Uchiha eyes whose light never fades. A new level of power unlike anything the world had ever seen. But despite this, she failed. Failed to defeat Ozma, failed in her assault of the Leaf, nothing but failures."

The scene returned Yang to the moment across from Jaune.

"But I will not make the same mistakes. I will not be the failure. I shall surpass Salem and become the ultimate shinobi. Don't you see, Yang?" Jaune seemed to radiate with a malicious aura, like a demon stood behind him. "It took killing a friend to unlock the Mangekyo. It takes killing a blood relative to unlock eternal light. That's where you come in. You hold my spare eyes! With your eyes, I shall become even more powerful!" The aura seemed to reach out and grab for Yang's eyes, only for the world to shake and return to normal.

Nora groaned, "This is getting ridiculous."

Emerald shrugged, "If it works, it works…"

Yang, with eyes closed, removed the bandages over her forehead.

"So, you saw my inner self…"

Yang dropped the bandages and glared back at Jaune. They both stood in silence for a moment. Soon, the two both tossed shuriken throwing stars toward one another, only to have the stars collide midair. Their arms were blurs as steel stars flew into each other. Hundreds of stars flew between them, all colliding together.

Nora grinned, "That's much better~"

Suddenly, Yang jumped toward Jaune with her blade set to slice him in two. He blocked the attack with a kunai blade, but this was a trick for his counterattack. He had created a clone and hid behind it. As he jumped up with throwing knives ready, Yang used some of her chakra to form a solid fire to stop the attack. She leapt back and summoned a large, four bladed shuriken, tossing it toward Jaune. She ran lightning through the blades, so it cut through the clone's knife and body. But the clone morphed into a flock of crows. Then the screen showed Jaune's eye again.

Jaune was suddenly directly in front of Yang, within the flock. He caught her off guard and kicked her back into a wall. One hand held down the electrified hand of Yang and pulled it over behind her head. "Forgive me…" Jaune's other hand rose up, thumb, forefinger, and middle finger set around Yang's left eye. "This is my reality."

Yang roared out in pain.

Yang's turn to lurch a bit. She held it back, used to the messed-up stuff she'd seen in this theater. But that was just… disgusting to think about. She was happy she didn't see it actually happen, though.

Jaune placed the eye into a storage vial, sealing it shut for transplant. "Now, for the other one." As his hand returned to her face, the world's colors changed to negative. Then, the world itself split in half, then again, and again. When the world returned to normal, Yang was breathing heavily with a hand over her left eye. When it fell, she revealed she still had both eyes.

"Another illusion…" Yang sighed in relief.

Jaune lurched a bit, hand over his own eye. "So… You broke through the Tsukuyomi."

Yang charged forward with an electrified hand again. The camera changed to show the outside as the roof erupted. The two now found themselves on the stone roof. Both formed matching hand signs and took in a breath. When they both let out this breath, they breathed fire toward one another, flames colliding between them. As Yang's fire threatened to envelop Jaune, the camera fell to his closed right eye. A small tear of blood formed from the closed eyelid. When it opened, it showed the eye was bloodshot. He unleashed a black fire unto the colliding flames. It seemed to swallow up the other flames. Jaune's right eye faded to white. He'd lost all sight in that eye now.

Everyone felt a chill go up their spines. They'd never seen black fire before, let alone fire that seemed to burn away other flames. Whatever this was, it was unnatural.

Yang dodged away to the side, but Jaune's eye followed her. His sight led the black fire toward Yang, hitting her back, and forcing her to the ground. The flames of Amaterasu burned away at anything and everything until it ceases to be. Yang, however, had planned for just such an event. She dropped through a large crack in the floor, her hair revealed to be significantly shorter.

Yang passed out a bit, seeing her hair that short always got to her, but it had been a long time since she'd see it. She was able to get herself back together before anyone had to worry about her.

She'd kept a length of false hair to escape and get a drop on anyone that tried to exploit it. She created another hand sign and took in a large breath. When she unleashed the fire, it rose up like a pair of burning dragons. Jaune dodged the attacks, but he wasn't their target. They were simply to heat the air and drop the pressure around them. As they both looked to one another, it started to rain. A bolt of lightning descended to the world below. She had created a thunderstorm, and with it, her trump card was ready to play. She jumped up to the tallest spire of the building with a hand out to the side. Electricity formed around her hand before shooting up into the clouds. Lightning arched across the sky. Then another bolt. More electric bolts formed, all converging at one point above her.

Ozpin shook in place. "She's… she's tamed lightning?"

Nora tried to save a bit of face, "That's not that cool…"

The lightning all pooled and formed a creature in the skies above them.

Nora groaned, "That's just not fair…"

Yang held her hand up, the electricity in her hand going up toward her beast. "This jutsu is Kirin. Begone, with the thunderclap." Her hand fell toward him and the beast fell upon him. A bolt of targeted lightning tore through the building. The entire, massive hideout was ripped apart in a single strike.

Yang took a labored breath and glanced over to Jaune. He was face down on the seared ground, the coat burned away from the attack. She let her eyes fade back to their usual lilac. "It's over… It's finally over…"

Jaune took a moment before he could speak, "I mean… it did just kill me, but that was kind of cool…"

No one was really about to argue against that.

The rain started to stop and Yang leaned forward, hands on her knees to calm her nerves.

"Is this the death you envisioned for me?"

Yang's eyes went wide and her head snapped up again.

Jaune was slowly standing up again.

"What?!" Yang jumped a little in shock, "How?!"

Jaune coughed up a large amount of blood.

Yang growled and roared out to him, "NO! HOW DARE YOU! JUST DIE!"

Jaune stood up, unable to stand straight. "You really have gotten stronger. If not for this, I'd no doubt be dead right now." A golden fire seemed to form around him, eventually solidifying into a large ribcage. Skeletal arms followed soon after. "Now… to show you my trump card. This is the Susano'o, the third power unlocked after acquiring both the Tsukuyomi and Amaterasu."

The skeleton morphed as muscles and armor seemed to form around the skeleton. When it was done, a large form of the upper half of a knight in full armor with a broadsword and shield.

Weiss froze up in place. It was like the knight's armor she'd been forced to face to earn her father's approval to attend Beacon. The giant armor/Grimm combo that gave her the scar over her eye.

Yang didn't even have the power to form her Sharingan. She had nothing. No other skill, no jutsu, no chakra, nothing. She tried to stand defiantly but found it difficult. She couldn't just sit back and do nothing. She was going to fight back, damn it!

Yang could understand the sentiment. If she were in that place, she certainly felt she would fight. But, in the stands, it was hard not to see things differently. She was afraid. Truly scared for her counterpart.

Jaune took a step forward. "Your eyes are mine. I think I'll take my time to retrieve them." Jaune's eyes were blank. He was now truly blind. His body shook a bit and he lurched forward, hand clutching over his heart, falling to his knees, and coughing up blood again. The ethereal knight faded slightly, down to the skeleton and some muscle fibers.

Yang hoped to capitalize and tossed a group of knives with papers tied to them. The papers used special symbols and chakra to become explosives. They erupted into a large explosion. But all for naught. Jaune's Susano'o kept its shield, a special spirit shield that could not be pierced or destroyed. It was one of a kind. Jaune took a step forward again.

Yang tried to step back and found only the wall behind her. She didn't even have the energy to run. Jaune was in front of her again, his hand rising up and out toward her.

Yang prepared herself for what was about to happen.

Then, his fingers reached her. Not around her eye, but to her forehead. Yang once knew the gesture as a way her brother interacted with her, often with an apology because he had to work or simply didn't have the time. Jaune's hand fell down her face and his body crashed forward face first into the wall behind her. He fell to the ground, dying right next to her. Yang was left in shock.

As was most of the audience. No one was expecting this, but from what they'd seen they had only one real thought. He was blind. Maybe he just missed. The gesture may have been an old endearing motion, but they only saw a blind mad man.

As the rain fell, they hear Yang speaking again. "That was it. I finally had my revenge…" She sounded older, more experienced that the one on screen. "Then, I learned something that I'd never thought about. Something I never cared about until then. Why did he do it?"

Yang blinked. "So, we get to find out what happened?"

The screen faded to show Jaune as he was before that night. He was dressed in his usual home attire.

"He was a kind soul, a gentle beast. Though part of the elite Anbu black operatives, he hated violence. But he hated war even more. He would assassinate someone to prevent war from breaking out, albeit begrudgingly. He would do anything for his village and his family."

The scene faded again to a paper fan symbol, the bottom section being white and the top being red. A fire forming at the bottom.

"But then he had to choose. Our clan, after years of silent anger, planned a coup against the village. An act that would no doubt have spiraled out of control, becoming a civil war. Jaune had to make a choice. Stand with his family or remain loyal to the village."

The screen changed to show Jaune in his Anbu attire, a black bodysuit with grey armor pieces and a short sword placed on his back, over his shoulder. He was perched on top of a light post with a red moon behind him.

Ruby was wide eyed again, "Woah…" She'd never seen a Blood Moon before. None of them had. It was a harrowing sight.

"He desired peace above all else, so he only had one true option."

His eyes shifted to a glowing blood red.

"He sacrificed everything. His family, his friends, his reputation, the very village he loved so much… All to maintain peace. But, in the end, there was one thing that remained."

The scene showed the younger Yang though his eyes in that moment.

"He couldn't bring himself to kill me. He placed himself as the villain, the mass murderer without hope for salvation, and he set me against him. I was to become the hero seeking justice for what befell my clan. So much so, that when he contracted a hellish illness, he prolonged his life so that I would be the one to kill him. So, I could be the hero…"

This shook everyone involved.

Yang was choking up hearing all of that. It was a painful realization.

Ozpin clutched his mug a little tighter. "The greatest illusion one could form. No powers or mirages needed…"

The scene faded again to a forest scene. The wind caused the branches to sway slightly. "I'm not proud of how I took learning that… My anger and hate moved to the village instead." Yang was walking through the forest. "But that's a story for another day…" Yang was now dressed in dark attire and a long cloak over her body.

Next to her, what looked like a smaller version of Yang walked next to her. She dressed in a white shirt and dark jeans with boots. "You lived a crazy life, you know that mom?"

Yang choked on nothing, coughing in shock. "Woah, what?!"

Blake shrugged, "I can see it."

Tai chuckled. He always wondered what his grandchildren would look like.

Yang smiled, "You have no idea…" It only got weirder after that fight, but, again, that was for another day. "Come on, Joan. Let's head back…" The scene ended; and, with it, the viewing.

Pyrrha took a breath, "She named her daughter after her brother…"

It was a sobering sentiment. And one that would force a few of them to re-evaluate their lives and events within it.