#acheius arc

[arc-misadventures]

What are Those?! AU: jaune mybe the only dragon faunus in the arc family but just because they don't have the features of a dragon does not mean those humans in the arc family do not have the heart and soul [[ and temper and Sadistic streek ]]of one,

Jacques Schnee finds this out the hard way when he tries to get jaune thrown in jail under false charges so he can take over jaunes business, Jacques Schnee is made an example to the rest of remnant on WHY YA DON'T PISS OFF THE ARC FAMILY

To Shreds You Say?

The tired slowly awoke from its slumber as it heard the soft repetition of several chimes that was its alarm clock. Or, in this case, it was, Jaune Arc’s tone.

The soon to be crowned dragon king rose from his bed, and grabbed his scroll, and register two things: That it was 3:27 in the morning. And, that his father was the one calling him at such an ungodly hour.

Jaune: Yeah…?

The weariness was palpable upon, Jaune’s voice as he yawned. He could see the handsome visage of his father, Acheius Arc staring back at him.

Acheius: ‘Yeah?’ That’s all your pops gets after not seeing him for so long. Not even a ‘hello dad?’

Jaune: Hellos are reserved for those who do not disturb the dead such as you have…

His father gave a short laugh at his comment. He knew his father was just teasing him, but nobody liked being woken up in the middle of the night.

It often meant something unexpected, and unwelcome had happened.

Acheius: See you finally ditched the onesie. About time you grew out of wearing that.

Jaune looked down to see he was bare chested. While he had stopped wearing, the reasons he hadn’t were nothing to do with his father’s words. Mostly.

Jaune: I would still be wearing it dad, but I ‘literally’ grew out of it. That, and I think one of my girlfriends stole it…

He tapped the ever present, and ever growing horns on his head.

Acheius: Ahh yes, your mother mentioned how you were growing more noticeable faunas traits. I must say horns were not on my bingo…?! Wait, did you say ‘girlfriends?’ As in, more than one?

Jaune: Dad while I understand you want to know what’s going on with my life, we both know you didn’t call me this early in the morning to catch up. What is it?

Jaune rubbed his face trying to wipe away the tiredness from his eyes. He father gave him a look before explaining his reasons for waking him up.

Acheius: It’s about that one of your diamond mines.

Jaune: Which mine?

That woke up, Jaune rather quickly. He turned his eyes to fully address his father as he was about to take in every word he was about to say.

Acheuis: The one at north east tip of, Vacuo: Raiders…

Jaune: Raiders Coast. There’s a diamond, and Dust mine located there, as well as a small town whose population mostly works there. What happened; Cave in, Grimm attack, raiders?

While, Jaune was highly protective of his diamond mines, to the point of fanatical, he cared more about the people working in his mines, than the diamonds themselves. A collapsed mine could be mine once again, and reclaimed. Peoples lives however, could not be so easily reclaimed. At most they could give the bodies of the dead a proper burial.

Acheius: A raid happened. Of sorts that is.

Jaune: Of sorts?

Acheius: A group of bandits attacked the mine. Trying to steal the, Dust, not the diamonds. They never touched your diamond vaults.

Jaune: They only went after the, Dust? Odd… They usually go after my diamonds; they’re easier to steal, and fence. Why only the, Dust though.

Acheius: Because they weren’t your typical, ‘raiders.’

Jaune: Explain.

Acheius: They were too organized, and disciplined to be your usual raiders. Not to mention all of them basically carried the same type of equipment: From weapons, to uniforms, to gear. Practically all identical.

Jaune: Identical…? Hmmm…

Jaune racked his mind as he pondered this information. A well organized, armed, and disciplined militia. That was an interesting tidbit of information.

There were dozens of gangs of bandits; large, and small in number strewn all about the desserts of, Vaccuo. But, only a few matched such a description. There was the, Bloody Skulls, they tended to be rather uniform in their appearance. There was the Dune Raiders, they had a lot of standardized equipment under their belts. The Scorpions were another, who followed this same rule, but their members tended to be branded with scorpion tattoos, and if it was one of them his father would have mentioned it. The Crowns had a habit of attacking his, Dust mines. But, just like the rest, he, and his family had hunted them down to extinction.

But, who ever attacked him only attacked the, Dust mine, not the diamond mine. Which left him with only one culprit left. The one person who would do anything do steal one of his, Dust mines.

Jaune: Jacques…

Acheius: Jacques? As in, Jacques Schnee? You think he is behind this?

Jaune: The bastard has been trying to get a foothold into, Vaccuo’s Dust mines for years, not to mention I am his biggest rival. Him taking one of my, Dust mines by force, and gaining a foothold in, Vaccuo is a two birds one stone scenario for him.

Acheius: Hmm… That makes sense. Luna’s been tracking the money that’s been deposited into their coffers, and she said it came from some company called, ‘Hybrid Enterprises.’ They’re registered as a, Atlasian company. Ring any bells?

Jaune: No, I’ve never heard of that company before.

: That’s because its a dummy corporation.

Jaune: A dummy corporation?

Acheius: I-Is someone with you, Jaune?

Jaune: Uhh…?

Jaune felt an arm wrap around his body as a head rested upon his shoulder. He could feel her bare chest against his back as his face was flush red. Not so much because he had a beautiful woman resting against him, more so because he had beautiful woman resting her body against him, and she was naked, and he was in the middle of a video call with his freaking father!

But, other than that things were okay.

Acheius: And… who are you…?

: My name is, Willow, Willow Schnee. You must be, Jaune’s father. Mr…?

Acheius: Acheius Arc…

Jaune: H-How do you know they’re a dummy corporation, Willow?

Jaune decided to take control of the conversation before it went somewhere he did not want it to go.

Willow: Because my… husband founded it. He uses them for all his shady back room deals: Bribery, stealing, blackmail, threats… various deplorable things such as that.

Acheius: It doesn’t surprise me that, that bastard would have such associates under his payroll. So he must have used this dummy corporation to hire these mercenaries.

Willow: They may not be mercenaries per-say. Tell me, did they have any badges on their uniforms, any iconography?

Acheius: No, their uniforms were clean of such items. But, there was a tattoo of a white raven on one severed arms of one of them, does that ring any bells, Mrs. Schnee?

Willow: Hmmm… White ravens…? Ah! Winter’s Cawl. They’re a private military force that’s under the, quote control of, Hybrid Enterprises. Really its under, Jacques’s control as his personal hitman army.

Jaune: He has an army?!

Willow: No, more than a couple hundred strong militia. But, they are well equipped for a group their size.

Jaune: Damn… I need to speed up the timetable for making my own military force then… Wait, severed? Did you cut off that guys arm dad?

Acheius: Ah no, that wasn’t me.

Jaune: Then who did it?

Acheius: Thiriana did it. A gunshot went off, and accidentally clipped her hair, singeing a bit of it, and… you know how protective of their hair they are.

Jaune: Ahhh… That explains that.

A small shiver of fear ran through his body as, Jaune remembered the hell the female members of his family raised when something happened to their hair.

Twas a horrifying sight to see.

Willow: I assume you left some of these ‘bandits’ alive to be interrogated?

Acheius: I tried to do so… but…

Jaune: What did my sisters do?

Acheius: More so what the bandits attempted to do. Several of them were using some of the miners children as hostages, and well, Thiriana, and Janette went feral.

Jaune: Ahh…

Acheius: Yeah…

Jaune: Were they quick?

Acheius: They weren’t quiet…

Jaune: Bloody hell…

Willow: Are all, Arc woman so violent?

JA: Yes.

Willow: Oh my…

Acheius: Unfortunately, we know who did it, but we don’t have any proof to convict, Jacques of ordering this attack on one of your mines.

Jaune: Dammit…

A low growl escaped his lips as he mulled over this information. They had information to convict, Jacques Schnee to various crimes, but they were all speculative however, easily dismissible in a court of law. One more the bastard would get away with things.

Or, so he thought.

A ringing sound soon went off on his father’s scroll, he quirked an eyebrow at the caller before he answered it.

Acheius: It’s your sister.

Jaune: Which one?

Acheius: Luna. I’ll put her on a combined call.

As he said that, Jaune was met with the sight of his sister, Luna who was looking positively radiant as she gave a pearly smile to the camera.

So long as one ignored all the blood on her face.

Luna: Hi Dad! And, hi, Ja…?! Oh… is… is that Mrs. Schnee. Willow Schnee of SDC draped over your shoulder…

Luna: Naked…?

Willow: I seduced a handsome young man that really, really knows how to show a woman a good time~! There’s nothing else to it.

Luna: S-She seduced you…?!

Jaune: No comment.

Luna: But, how did…?!

Jaune: No. Comment.

Luna: I shoved, Jacques into a cell, and you shoved it into his wife… The fuck is going on…?

Acheius: Wait, what did you say, Luna?

Luna: I uhh… I threw, Jacques into a cell.

JA: …

Willow: And, why is he in a jail cell?

Luna: Tried to bribe me for control of one of, Jaune’s, Dust mines. It was a poor bribe so I told him to shove it up his ass. He didn’t take too kind to that, so he told his ‘associates’ to convince me to ‘accept’ his deal. And, well… Long story short; the main office at the, Kantor Mines needs to be remodelled. And, Jacques Schnee is… currently being pelted with tomatoes as he is suspended ten feet in the air in a cage.

Willow: I see… So, how much do I have to pay for his release?

Luna: Ohh direct hit to the groin…

Jaune: Luna.

Luna: Huw? Oh yeah! Let’s see… Damage to the main office at. Kantor Mine. Shouldn’t be much to pay off. About three thousand Lien.

Acheius: You’re forgetting about all the havoc he caused at, Raiders Coast.

Luna: What happened at, Raiders Coast?

Acheius: You didn’t hear? I thought one of your sisters would have told you. It was attacked by a mercenary gang run by the, SDC.

Luna: Ahh, send me a list of the damages, and I’ll make a list of damage fees to send to, Jacques for him to pay.

Acheius: Alright, I’ll go…?

Willow: A moment if you will.

Acheius: What is it, Mrs. Schnee.

Willow: Why don’t you have, Jacques pay off the damages he has committed with some good old… manual labour~?

Jaune: You want him to work off his debt?

Willow: Indeed. The crimes he committed shouldn’t be simply payed off with money, they should be payed off with hard, back breaking labour.

Luna: But, his bill will be in the thousands, possibly the tens of thousands?!

Willow: So he will be working at this debt for years to come? Oh, what a shame.

Acheius: …

Luna: …

Acheius: Okay.

Luna: Seems reasonable.

Acheius: We still have to let, Atlas know that we have him in our custody.

Willow: And, tell them the SDC is doing everything in its power to get his… eventual release. Somewhere between six months to a year.

Luna: Okay, I can do that. Anything else I should tell him?

Willow: No, now if you’ll excuse me, I just got a rather invigorating second wind~!

Jaune: Second wind? What are you… Ahh?!

And, with in his question, Jaune yelped in alarm as he felt a beautiful lady’s hand descend lower to grab something particularly long, and hard in her hand.

Jaune: I-Igottagonowguys.Bye!

And, with that the call was cut on, Jaune’s wnd leaving the father daughter duo to look at each other with bewildered expressions across their faces.

Luna: Uhh… what just happened?

Acheius: I don’t… oh… Oh that’s what happened…

Luna: What happened?

Acheius: Quite simple. Learning that her husband is now in jail, giving, Willow time to take back her company has left her in a euphoric state of mind.

Luna: Oh, good for her. Getting rid of that bastard will do wonders for the world!

Acheius: Luna. She got off to the fact her husband is in jail, and wants to sleep with your brother again…

Luna: Dad, I fucking know that, I just didn’t want to think about my brother sleeping with a woman!

Acheius: Oh…

Acheius: Yeah, I don’t want to think about, Jaune sleeping with a woman your mothers age either.

Luna: The fuck did you have to say THAT?!!

Acheius: Whoops…

#rwby #jaune arc #jacques schnee #acheius arc #willow schnee #jaune x willow #willow x jaune

[vulture115]

Jeanne meets British S.A.S Jaune (idea is taken from @arc-misadventures the swap)

(Britain exists somewhere in Remnant…. Lmao) [We now see Jeanne in the white room after the swap]

Jeanne: *Scared look after seeing a lot of gunfire and dead bodies* Well… that was quite an experience. Never thought i’d see a real Great War. What is Jaune doing in that place anyway? Isn’t he supposed to be in Beacon?

*Footsteps is being heard in the same room before she saw a 6’6 behemoth in a skull mask (Similar to the CoD Reboot Ghost, but with sharp teeth), baseball cap, a tactical headset and a full military uniform walks in]

British!Jaune: *Walking in* Fucking hell, why am i even in a bloody campus? The last thing i remember before suddenly being in campus is me fighting the Al-Qatala (Qa was pronounced Qo in Arabic). One guy with red hair suddenly attacks me before I incapacitate him. What in the bloody hell is going on?

[Meanwhile in Jeanne’s universe]

Nora: Soooo…. Ren, what should we do with Pyrros’s unconscious body?

Lian (Ren is the last name): We need to carry Pyrros back to our room

Nora: Okay Rennie!!!

Team RWBY: *Shivering in fear seeing a guy takes out one of the best fighter in Beacon*

[Back to the white room]

Jeanne: *Pointing the sword at the man* Who are you and what have you done to Jaune?!

British!Jaune: *Pointing his FN SCAR H at Jeanne* Who in the bloody hell are you and how did you know my name?

Jeanne: Jaune?! Since when did you use guns, not only that, since when did you becomes such a behemoth and wearing a Skull mask and tactical gears?! And what’s with the accent?!

British!Jaune: Identify yourself, now!

Jeanne: My name is Jeanne D’Arc also known as Jeanne Arc, i’m the fifth Daughter of Acheius Arc and Juniper Arc.

British!Jaune: Fucking hell…. Seems like we’re a completely different yet the same person at the same time. What is actually going on?

Jeanne: Ok, so what’s going on is that we’re having a phenomenon different Jaune and i call “The Swap”. It happens at really random times and this place is what we call “The White Room”. Now can you answer the question i asked you before, please.

British!Jaune: My name’s Jaune Arc, callsign “Banshee”, Rank Sergeant. I’m a Sniper-Demolition expert and the newest member of Task Force 141. That’s all i gotta say

Jeanne: C’mon, that’s all? Not even your birthday and age

British!Jaune: *Sighs* My age is 22 Years old, birthday is on March 2nd 51 AGW (After Great War)

Jeanne: You’re 3 years older than me!!! The usual Jaune that i swapped with is the same age as i did!!!

British!Jaune: huh, the more you know. How the usual Jaune that you swapped with was like?

Jeanne: He’s 6’1, wearing a knight armor and using a sword. He’s also has a large amount of Aura

British!Jaune: Bloody hell, he’s also on Beacon?

Jeanne: Uh…. He kinda faked his way into beacon?

British!Jaune: *Laughs* Maybe all Jaunes always faking their way into something we really wanted to be.

Jeanne: You WHAT?!

British!Jaune: I also did faked my way into a military at the age of 16, they didn’t even know i was 16 because of my height and a bit of my voice (Just imagine RK Jaune voice but with british accent). You the same?

Jeanne: Actually i’m not, i got in legally

British!Jaune: Heh, nice work then, your parents must’ve trained you and let you in. Unlike mine did

Jeanne: Lemme guess, you’re not trained by your parents and trying to join the huntsman academy but got rejected, aren’t you?

British!Jaune: Something like that, except the rejection part, i was thinking that my bloody age is too old to start training, so i joined the military as part of the British S.A.S. And that’s where i met Captain Price.

Jeanne: Who is Captain Price

British!Jaune: He’s the Captain of the team, Task Force 141, recruited me to-

[Jeanne was later in her own room]

Jeanne: Huh, i’m back *Spots Pyrros unconscious on his own bed*

Nora: Jeanne, you’re back!

Jeanne: What happened to Pyrros, Nora? Did you hit him with your hammer?

Lian: She didn’t, he attacked a really tall man with skull mask and a full military uniform and tactical equipment and the man quickly incapacitated him

Jeanne: Jaune did that?!

Nora and Lian: That was Jaune?!

Jeanne: You guys didn’t know?

Nora: I don’t recall him being that tall and trained like that

Jeanne: Apparently i got swapped with another Jaune. He’s a soldier version of him

Lian: But what’s with the mask?

Jeanne: I don’t know, i haven’t asked him. Maybe next time

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Forgive me for some shitty ass writing bruv

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[arc-misadventures]

An Answer That Leads to More Questions

Jeanne: Uhh… Wasn’t it just going to be the four of us?

Juniper: Yes, but your sisters caught wind of our conversation so they demanded they be involved, and considering your secrets have included them to some capacity, I have elected that they can, and should join us for this conversation. Is that okay.

JJ: Perfectly.

Juniper: Okay, you may now begin.

Jaune: Okay, but first: What we’re about to say doesn’t leave this family. Second, suspend your feelings of disbelief. And, thirdly, save all your questions for the end.

Angela: Why should we suspend our…?!

Jaune: Save your question for the end!

Angela: Sorry.

Jaune: Haa… Okay, I’ll go first, unless?

Jeanne: I’ll interject when it seems appropriate.

Jaune: That works. Alright… This is the second life I have lived. In my first life I had seven sisters, and two parents. The same nine individuals you see before you, bar, Jeanne. Jeanne was not one of my sisters in my past life.

Jeanne: This my second life; In my first life I had the same parents we all have, Juniper, and Archeius Arc, but I had seven brothers, instead of seven sisters. And, Jaune was not one of my brothers in my past life.

Jaune: We lived two separate lives in two separate worlds of, Remnant. The worlds were mostly the same, but there were differences that allowed us to tell the difference between the two. The main factor was that most people in my world were of the opposite gender compared to, Jeanne’s. And, more importantly everything didn’t go to hell in her world as my did in mine.

Jeanne: We only knew about the existence of these parallel worlds because the two of us would randomly swap places with each other with no warning.

Jaune: We simply called the times when we switched places, A Swap. We would spend an indeterminate of time there, then randomly we would appear in a room we called, The White Room. Because everything was white. There we would meet up, chat, and randomly swap back. The randomness of the swaps caused us most of the problems we had with the swaps…

Jeanne: Yeah, I could be laying in my bed one moment, then I’m sitting at a desk in the cafeteria the next.

Jaune: Or, being grabbed by a, Beringel one moment where you’re about to slam your sword through the damn thing’s skull, only to slash through a plate of mashed potatoes in the cafeteria, covering everyone in said mash potatoes.

Jeanne: Confessing how much you’re in love to girl of your dreams, only to say it to a completely different person. And, told that your confession was pathetic so you spend the rest of your time trying to come up with something better instead.

Jeanne: Coming out of the, White Room to suddenly seen your teammates head has been shoved through a wall… again.

Jaune: Getting pelted in the face with a cream pie nanoseconds as you come back from the, White Room.

Jeanne: I got decked in the face one time because of that.

Jaune: My personal favourite was when I was having a conversation with someone outside, only to scream at her that no I did not ask her alternative universes male counterpart how big his dick was. Only to realize I said that in the middle of a classroom full of people.

Jeanne: These were just some of the more… pleasant times we experienced during our, Swaps.

Jaune: Pleasant for you! During our first swap, I was attacked; I was punched in the chest, tied up, was thrown about with a semblance, had a 50. cal pointed at my head, punched in the gut again, and then I was thrown into a cell in the depths of, Beacon Academy! All because I had somehow kidnapped their precious, Angel…

Saphron: Angel?

Jeanne: That was just a nickname I got because of my semblance’s abilities.

Jaune: You know damn well it was because of that smile you use on people!

Jeanne: Shut up.

Jaune: Don’t you try, and deny it, you flashed them that angelic smile once, they gave you tea, and cookies while I got a black eye!

Jeanne: Hehe… Because of me, and my influence most people didn’t like, Jaune in my world.

Jaune: Or, in mine either. Well, I think most people tolerated me in my world. After meeting, Jeanne they gave up hiding it, and outright showed their hostility, and indifference towards me.

Jeanne: Even our… well, my parents didn’t like you…

Jaune: Not even my parents liked me! Well, they didn’t have faith in me, which is debatably the same thing if you ask me. They offered you all the proper training, and equipment to become a, Huntress. Mine gave me encouraging words that it will be okay when I come home when I fail. Notice how I said, when, not if.

Jeanne: Well at least your team at, Beacon believed in you.

Jaune: Aye, but your presence made everyone else who believed in me cast me to the side. Hell, those bitches outright said it to my face, and acted like I wasn’t even there!

Jeanne: Well you ruined my relationship with people too just by showing up too!

Jaune: And, was that a bad thing?!

Jaune: …

Jaune: No seriously; Was that a bad thing? You broke off all contact with them yourself. Hell, you even got your partner kicked off your team because of me.

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: Well… After you showed up, they did show their true colours, and show me that they were after me because they were in love with the image of, Jeanne Arc, and not the person who was, Jeanne Arc.

Jeanne: You don’t suppose their actions made me gay do you?

Jaune: No, you’re bisexual. Seeing, and dealing with their antics just tainted the possibility of you developing any kind of relationship with them; Platonic, or sexual.

Jeanne: I developed standards?

Jaune: Pretty much.

Jeanne: So my standards are you then~?

Jaune: …

Jaune: So, anyway the, Vytal Festival happened…

Jeanne: Coward.

Jaune: And, while the festival was ending, we were… I… I don’t think I should tell you what happened.

Juniper: Why not?

Jaune: Well… If I tell you something happened… Will it then happen?

Thiriana: Like in those stories where someone is told their fate, and they do everything they can to change their fate, but their attempt to change their fate they’ve sealed themselves to their fate?

Jaune: Precisely. I’m worried if I let something slip it could happen, and my life in my world was hell…

Jeanne: But, this isn’t my world, or your world at that, Jaune. There are already many differences in it, sure there are similarities, but they are not all the same. We can tell them, just not everything in extreme detail, okay?

Jaune: …

Jaune: We won’t tell them the names of people then. Otherwise things could get… difficult.

Jeanne: Good plan.

Angela: Soooo… What happened at the, Vytal Festival?

Jeanne: Well in my world my team competed in the Vytal Festival, and I managed to lead my team to victory! Even after we reformed our team a few weeks before!

Acheius: Impressive. You two will be in school when the next festival takes place; you two planning on entering?

Jeanne: We will destroy all those who stand before us!

Acheius: …

Acheius: Sweet.

Thiriana: I take it things weren’t as nice as that in your world, Jaune?

Jaune: We… We were attacked…

Angela: I don’t take it you’re talking about during a match?

Jaune: No… Vale was attacked… This shadow organization caused an attack that lead to the destruction of, Beacon Academy, and the deaths of hundreds.

Juniper: Oh gods…

Luna: Y-You were there when it happened…?!

Jaune: I was there… I fought during the, Fall. That’s… that’s what we called that day, The Fall. It was hell, Grimm roming the streets of, Vale, hordes of them pouring through, Beacon… So much, death, and destruction. I lost people there too, people I loved… People I was going to ask out on dates… But… They died that day too…

Angela: It was, Pyrrha… Pyrrha Nikos…

Jaune: What?

Angela: You said, “I don’t want to lose her again.” You said that when we talked about, Pyrrha Nikos.

Jaune: …

Jaune: It was, Pyrrha Nikos… She was my partner at, Beacon. We could have been more than that as well… but…

Luna: Oh, my god…

Janette: H-How did she die…? To the, Grimm?

Jaune: She was murdered… she sacrificed herself to defeat the villain who orchestrated the fall of, Beacon Academy. She failed though…

Juniper: Is this why you’re always training so harshly, and pushing, Jeanne to fight more smart, and honing her skills?

Jaune: Ehhh…?

Jeanne: That’s just playing smart. I wasn’t that good when I entered, Beacon. I was good enough to enter, but I was never that good. Besides, most of our training is us trying to get back into the same fighting shape we had in our primes.

Juniper: Then all the times you kissed the dirt… You were used to fighting as an adult, not a teenager. That’s why you kept falling!

Jeanne: Yep! That’s it! I’m no where near as tall, or as big as I was back then.

Saphron: How tall were you?

Jeanne: I’m about, 5’7” right now. I peaked at, 6’2”.

Thiriana: And, what do you mean by, big?

Jeanne: Double G Cup~!

Janette: What?! Bullshit!

Thiriana: Nice~!

Angela: Did you seriously become that big?

Jeanne: Don’t worry, I won’t be the biggest among us.

Luna: Who will be?

Jeanne: Thiri, Double H Cup.

Thiriana: FUCK YEAH!

Juniper: Oh my… She’ll be as big as me.

Jaune: Yeah, you lot can go to that store, and get those heavy duty support bra’s then.

Arc Sister’s: What bra store?

Jeanne: I’ll tell you later.

Juniper: What did you do after that, Jaune?

Jaune: Went to, Mistral, fought some guys, saved, Minstral. Then I went to, Atlas, became a licensed Huntsman, tried to save it, but then Atlas, and Mantle were destroyed. As I was trying to get everyone out of there, and get them to, Vaccuo, I fell off of this magical walk way, and fell into the, Ever After. Got stuck there for like… twenty years before I was reunited with my friends. Deaged back into my teenage self, and then I finally got out of there, and… And… I should stop… talking…

Arc Family: …

Jaune: …

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: They’re taking this better than I thought.

Acheius: Okay… Uhhh… W-What about you; What did you do, Jeanne?

Jeanne: Evading eh? Okay then. Well, I was still at, Beacon. But, my team was going through a major shift. You see one of my teammates his name was, Pyrros Nikos.

Angela: Pyrros? Was this your version of, Pyrrha Nikos?

Jeanne: Yep. He wasn’t as nice of a person as, Pyrrha is…

Juniper: What did he do…

Jeanne: Nothing to me! Though I wish he would have tried…

Juniper: What?!

Jeanne: H-H-He tried to force my friend/teammate to give him a kiss because he was, Pyrros Nikos! If he did it to me I would have decked him! That’s it! I swear!

Juniper: I see…

Jeanne: I would have broken his aura, and his face for doing that to my sister! But, Jaune beat me to it…

Acheius: Defending your sister’s honour? Good on you son!

Jaune: Ah-hahaaa… No… That’s not why I did that…

Acheius: Then why did you?

Jaune: Ohh… My, Beacon was a, Grimm infested hellhole, while hers was perfectly fine. Dealing with all the trauma I got from, The Fall. Pyrros, and a few other people who tormented me in, Jeanne’s world. Well… I just sorta snapped.

Jeanne: I’ll say; you broke their auras, broke their bones, shattered their egos, and were a huge turned on for, Rin!

Jaune: Jeanne?! No names!

Jeanne: Oh… Sorry…

Saphire: Rin; Who’s, Rin?

Jeanne: She’s is…! Was… my teammate in my previous life.

Juniper: What was she like?

Jeanne: I can’t talk about her… Whole alternative universe possibilities thingy.

Juniper: I understand. But, was she special?

Jeanne: Not in the way you think. But, yeah… she was…

Jaune: Don’t worry, Jeanne, we’ll see her again.

Jeanne: Hopefully… So, after that, I got a new partner, who I eventually married, hopefully you’ll get to meet her soon. I graduated, Beacon at the top of my class. And, I lived out a nice full life before I died at the age of one hundred, and three.

Jaune: Wait? You lived till you were a hundred, and three?! Wow… I didn’t know that.

Jeanne: I don’t like talking about my death. I have to bring up your death if I did, which I am still uncomfortable talking about.

Luna: Uhh… H-How did you die, Jaune?

Jaune: Murder suicide. I sacrificed myself to kill the bitch who murdered, Pyrrha.

Arc Family: YOU WHAT?!!

Jaune: So, that’s about it. The floors open for questions! Bar those about my death, there’s too much I would have to explain to explain that.

Juniper: You’re not getting out of it that easily young man.

Jaune: Watch me. Yes, Angela?

Angela: Okay, why should we believe you? I mean… This… thing, as ludicrous as it sounds. It explains… a lot about the oddities you two have done. But, why should we believe you? Everything you’ve said is about things that could happen, and that only happened to you two. Why should we believe you?

Jaune: Fair. I wouldn’t believe you either if I said that to you. So how about this… Saphron?

Saphron: Oh no…

Jaune: You have a secret girlfriend. Her name is, Terra Cotta, she has brown skin, brown eyes, and brown hair. She wears red glasses, and is as tall as you are. She lives in, Argus, and works as an, Atlassian Telecommunications Specialist. She was living in an apartment until recently because bought herself a nice little house at, 118th Street West, house number 3. As soon as she did this she sent you a message asking if you wanted to move in with her. You said yes almost immediately, but you scared to tell the rest of us that you are planning on moving out to be with your girlfriend.

Saphron: How the… How the fuck do you know all of that?! I haven’t told anyone that!

Jaune: You told me, but just not yet.

Juniper: Wait… Saphron… I-Is this true?

Saphron: I would have preferred to say this on my own terms, but yes… Yes this is all true… I was planning on moving out next month to be with her.

Juniper: Oh my… This is… Oh gods…

Acheius: Looks like they’re telling the truth, Juniper.

Juniper: Huw?! Oh yeah, they’re telling the truth… But, my baby wants to move out?! Oh gods…?!

Luna: She’s more concerned with the fact, Saphron wants to move out, then the fact the twins are reincarnaters…

Angela: This… This isn’t all that surprising honestly.

Saphron: Was she like this when I told her?

Jaune: More, or less.

Saphron: Ahh… Peachy… So, if you know about my girlfriend, what else do you know about her; any little hints you could give me?

Jeanne: Bar the fact I was super jealous of you for things I cannot explain. No.

Saphron: Why not?

Jeanne: Because if I did, it may not happen.

Saphron: Eh?

Saphire: Are you talking about how in stories people are given a prophecy of their future fate, and said fate is something they wish to prevent so they do everything in their power to ensure it, but that only makes it enviable?

Jeanne: Yeah, pretty much that.

Acheius: So that’s why you’ve been keeping secrets; you scared of what might happen.

Jaune: That, and we may be taken to a psych-ward, and locked up.

Acheius: Fair.

Juniper: What are the differences between this… universe, and yours.

Jeanne: Mostly small stuff. The Headmistress of Beacon is Selma, it was a guy in, Jaune’s world. In my world the, White Fang was a peaceful organization, or at least, it always was, instead of the radical race supremacists terrorist they are now.

Jaune: I didn’t have a uncle in my world, least, not that I know of. Uncle Roman wasn’t… Well actually bar the fact we’re related there is not much difference between the two.

Jeanne: I had an aunt in my world. I miss her.

Jaune: And, Winter Schnee isn’t our potential sister. So yeah, we have just as many similarities as differences in this life. So, we are refraining from telling what happened in our worlds because, well, we don’t know what may happen in this world.

Saphire: So then, in the book series I wanted you to read, Ninjas of Love. You said you didn’t want to read it, was that because you’ve already read it in your past life?

Jaune: Yes, you forced me to read it, and before you ask for my opinions, the entire series, eight books of nothing, but utter smutty trash!

Saphire: Eight books?! There’s only four out right now! It’s getting more; tell me when?!

Jaune: Oops…

Jeanne: Does that mean I have to read more of that trash?! Aww man…

Jaune: You’ve been reading that trash?!

Jeanne: She keeps using those puppy dog eyes on me, I have no resistance to it!

Jaune: Weak.

Jeanne: Shut up. Any questions?

Juniper: Yes; The reason you two are so well skilled with your chosen weapons, and in fact knew exactly what kind of weapons, and armour you wanted is because you had this gear in your previous life?

Jaune: Yep, I had all the same gear in my past life.

Jeanne: Same.

Acheius: And, the reason you’re so tactically minded, Jaune is because of all the battles you fought right.

Jaune: I’ve always had a tactical mind, I’ve just sharpened it over the years.

Angela: Have you made any plans on what you’re going to do in this life?

Jeanne: A few. Since we don’t know what’s going to happen in this life we’re mostly just waiting to see what happens, and go from there.

Angela: What do you have planned?

Jeanne: Mostly reuniting with our old friends, and having the relationships we didn’t get to have in that life.

Saphire: What kind of relationship?

Jaune: Some will be romantic if you must know.

Saphire: How many?

Jaune: Myself? More than one at the least, you, Jeanne?

Jeanne: You, and one other person. I’ll probably have a relationship with the other members of your inevitable harem.

Jaune: Well, considering who may be involved that should be a given.

Juniper: Do I get grandkids out of your harem?

Jeanne: Jaune gave you your first grandkid in my life! She was absolutely gorgeous!

Juniper: The other me’s male version of the other me’s Jeanne was the first one to give me a grandchild? What were those kids doing?!

Jeanne: That’s what I was thinking too! Jaune already had an adorable nephew in his world! I didn’t have shit until he knocked up my partner!

Angela: Wait, you knocked up her partner? Was this during a… You called it a, ‘Swap’ right?

Jaune: Yeah, I knocked her up during a, ‘Swap.’ It was consensual mind you! She saw me, and practically pounced me. It’s always the quiet ones… Whoo!

Thiriana: But, why did she do that?

Jaune: Uhh… Jeanne?

Jeanne: She was an orphan who lost her family at a young age like so many others. So, she confessed to always wanting to be a mother, and having a family of her own one day when she grew up. When the swaps started happened she was one of a few people that was always kind to, Jaune so the two managed to bound. But, what really caused her to fall for you was that time you saved her on a mission. We were dealing with a bunch of bandits, and Rin was captured. They were about to… do things to her, when we swapped. I was trying to negotiate with them to get her back, but when we met up in the, ‘White Room,’ Jaune was there covered in blood. He told me she was safe, she was fine. Her clothes were a little torn, but she was safe. When I came back, she was standing before me with a faint blush on her face. I teased her relentlessly about her crush on, Jaune for months, until one day, after another swap, and meeting in the, ‘White Room.’ Jaune confessed to knocking her up. After that, she dropped out of, Beacon, me, and my team went home, and left her with you to help raise their child. She eventually grew up to become a exemplary huntress, and proud mother in her own right. Haaa… I miss them…

Juniper: You’ll see them, again, Jeanne. I know you will.

Jeanne: I know. I just don’t want to wait longer.

Thiriana: So she fell for, Jaune because he was the whole, ‘knight in shining white armour?’

Jeanne: Yes, but the beard, and wolf tail certainly helped.

Acheius: You grew a beard; Was it any good?

Jaune: Better than yours; It may have been an unkempt mess because I couldn’t shave it in years, but the ladies certainly liked it.

Acheius: Well, the lady certainly liked mine! Right dear~?

Juniper: No I…?!

Jaune: No she didn’t! If mom had a son you had to shave it off, that was the bet you two made, and thank gods you lost it!

Jeanne: Yeah, that thing was hideous.

Acheius: Y-You remember that…?!

Jaune: I remember it.

Jeanne: We both remember it…

Juniper: You you two were just born?! How can you remember that?!

Jeanne: Hell if I know.

Jaune: The gods are a punch of dicks, what more can we say about why this all happened.

Angela: Gods, don’t you mean goddesses?

Jaune: No… wasn’t this world run by two brother gods…?

Angela: No, the legends say it was run by two sister goddesses.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Well the moon’s still broken; so instead of a punch of gods who are massive dicks, they’re a bunch of bitches.

Angela: They broke the moon?!

Jaune: And, they’re assholes, moving on!

Jeanne: Any questions?

Juniper: Does anyone…?

Arc Family: No. I’m good. Too much to think about to ask really.

Juniper: Okay… I guess that’s it. We’ll just ask you if there’s anything we think about.

Jeanne: Okay, that’s fine…

Jaune: I guess that’s it. We’ll talk later. Family meeting adjured.

Luna: Wait! One question?

Jaune: Haa… And, what’s that?

Luna: What’s the next winning lottery numbers?!

Jaune: …

Jeanne: …

Arc Family: …

Luna: What?

Jeanne: All these fascinating things could, and did happen to us, and you want to know lottery numbers?!

Luna: Yes…?

Jaune: Haaa…

Jaune: 40-21-588.

Luna: Fuck yeah! See you guys latter, momma’s gonna become rich! Hahahaha!!!

Acheius: A-Are those seriously the winning lottery numbers…?

Jaune: Nope. I just wanted to mess with her.

Jeanne: Nice~!

Acheius: Oh, okay then…

///

Ughhh… It’s done… It’s finally done!

I couldn’t finish this for weeks, but it’s finally done! Not my best, but it is done.

Enjoy~!

#rwby #jaune arc #jeanne arc #juniper arc #acheius arc #pyrrha nikos #roman torchwick #lie ren #winter schnee #rwby salem

[arc-misadventures]

Rebirth: Willow, are you going to break the news to Weiss and Witley about the Winter situation? Or are you going to wait until they’re older and less likely to be under Jauques thumb? And are you sure there’s not going to be another white haired addition running around? You know how ‘potent’ the Arcs can be.

Battle Plans

Juniper soon enters her room with her darling husband to me their wife friend, Willow, slowly packing away her clothes, seemingly trying to delay her departure until the last moment possible.

Juniper: So, what’s the plan?

Willow: I finish up packing, and then tomorrow the three of us will be on our way back to, Atlas. There’s nothing else to it.

Juniper: That isn’t what I meant, Willow.

Willow: …

Willow: I know… Haa… How do I tell, Weiss, and Whitely that, Winter is only their half sister? So long as, Jacques is there I can’t tell them anything. Although I doubt any of them even know I’ve been out of, Atlas for the past few weeks. I’ve managed to repair the relationship with my oldest daughter, but that was thanks to you, and Acheius presence. I will have no such support with those two.

Juniper: You sure you don’t want, Achi to just come over there, and kick, Jackass’s ass?

Willow: Would he be willing to do that?

Achieus: Hell yes I would! Oh I can see it already! I come in, deck, that bastard right in the face, sending him flying through a window crashing into the icy tundra far below. Then, I grab, Willow by the waist like so!

Willow: EEP?!

Acheius: Then I kiss her: Like so.

Willow: Mph?! M-Mmmmm~!

Acheius: Ah~! Then I’d break off, and look at the spawns of, Jacques, and go: “Look at me! I am the daddy now!’

Juniper: Pfft! Ahahaha~!

Acheius: And, that would be that. Alls well that ends well.

Juniper: While that is an amusing thought, I doubt that would work.

Acheius: Yeah, I doubt it would work either. But, I no doubt expect the twins have already dealt with him.

Willow: How, they’ve been here with us the whole time?

Acheius: Well, at the very least they’ve come up with a plan to deal with him.

Juniper: They have been very quiet whenever we’ve mentioned, ‘dealing with, Jacques.’

Acheius: I suspect they’re going with a long con plan here.

Juniper: I’m afraid they’re planning for that as well.

Willow: What do you think they are planning then?

Acheius: I think… they’re planning for the quickest way you could possibly remove, Jacques.

Willow: The quickest way would mean… no… They’re planning on killing him?!

Acheius: I think so too…

Willow: But, they’re just children, they couldn’t possibly be seriously thinking about killing a man, even such a vile man as him!

Juniper: There is a lot about the twins you don’t know about. Jell, there’s a lot about the twins that even we, their parents, and siblings know about them. And, what we do know is quite… unsettling.

Willow: Unsettling how?

Acheius: They know how to take a life.

Willow: What…?

Acheius: And, I’m not saying this in the manner of they know how to kill someone like: ‘Pointy end goes into man, man dies’ kind of way, everyone knows that. But, they know how toget away with it, and worse they know how to live with the grief of taking a life.

Willow: They could take a life, and it wouldn’t phase them?

Juniper: While I don’t know about, Jeanne. I know for certain that, Jaune could take a life. In fact, I dare say he already has.

Acheius: What?! What makes you say that?

Juniper: When I read the news, and it said the author of the, ‘The Girl Who Fell’ died. Jaune seemed to be indifferent to her death, but I swear on my life I heard him mumble, “That took longer than expected.”

Willow: The papers said she was poisoned. Do you think?

Acheius: A slow acting poison no doubt. One that you would never realize it was there until it was too late…

Willow: So that’s how they’re planning on dealing with, Jacques. They’re planning on poisoning him!

Juniper: Hit, Jacques with a slow acting poison, and then you just wait. And, just like grand-pappy used to say: ‘The patient hunter, gets the prey.’

Acheius: Jeanne will be staying with, Winter, while studying in, Atlas with her. But, she will no doubt come, and visit you at, Schnee Manor. When there, all she has to do is wait for the opportune moment to slip it to him.

Willow: Should I offer my assistance to them? I could make it easier for them.

Juniper: No, you will be the first person they question. You need any ability to deny any, and all evidence to his death to prove your innocence. If they know about this conversation they could accuse you of murder as is.

Willow: That’s true. I could have perhaps hint at a means of slipping him the poison unnoticed. That is if they’re using a poison to kill him, or even if they’re planning anything at all.

Acheius: They’re certainly not planning on bludgeoning him to death with a piece of masonry.

Juniper: Much less catching a Grimm, and sicing that on that bastard son of a bitch, certainly not.

Willow: They’re most certainly not planning that~!

Acheius: Oh they’re most certainly not planning anything~!

Juniper: My two sweet angels~? Oh they’re certainly not planning anything at all~!

~~~

Meanwhile, below the, Arc parents bedroom window.

Jaune: …

Jeanne: …

Jaune: Dammit, I’ve become predictable…

Jeanne: How does she notice all those little things about us?

Jaune: Hell if I know, some sort of special mom sense? But, bludgeoning him with a statue? That wouldn’t work. It would leave too much DNA traces to follow. Not to mention all the cameras they no doubt have installed in their home could probably catch you in the act.

Jeanne: Neither would sicing a Grimm after him. It would be a traceless murder, in the sense that it was a , Grimm that killed him, and you wouldn’t leave any trace upon the body. But, how did the, Grimm get there? As soon as they asked that, it’s only a matter of time until you’re caught.

Jaune: Our orginal plan will work far better than that.

Jeanne: And, if by some miracle, for, Jacques, it doesn’t work, we go to, Plan B instead!

Jaune: You have a, Plan B?

Jeanne: Spike his food with enough laxatives that he shits his bowels to death~!

Jaune: Oh… Oh that would be a fitting end for the little shiter!

Jeanne: I know right!

Jaune: But, I think they have meds that can fix that so?

Jeanne: Gods dammit…

Jaune: Don’t worry, we’ll go with, Plan C if, A, and B fail!

Jeanne: What’s, Plan C?

Jaune: Your semblance.

Jeanne: But, I’ve never used it on a human before. I don’t know how it will affect them.

Jaune: But, Jacques isn’t a human, he’s a monster worse than, Grimm itself.

Jeanne: Yeah, but Grimm fade away when they die; Humans don’t.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Well… that all depends on how you dispose of the body. No…?

Jeanne: Good point.

#rwby #jaune arc #jeanne arc #juniper arc #acheius arc #willow schnee #jacques schnee #weiss schnee #whitely schnee #winter schnee

[arc-misadventures]

New Family Dynamics

Willow: Hmm, hmm, hmm~!

Winter: Hello, Mother.

Willow: Huw?! Oh, hello, Winter. You startled me.

Winter: My apologies…

Willow: …?

Willow: Is something wrong, dear?

Winter: Mother… How are you dealing with… all of this…?

Willow: This?

Winter: This new family dynamic?

Willow: Ahh… Well… for the most part I am happy. For the first time in years I can feel genuinely happy.

Winter: You feel happy?

Willow: Yes, inmeasurably so. No more hiding my feelings behind a bottle, being surrounded by those that care little for me, and having a husband that married me for my family’s company, a man who married me for money. You ran from the family, Winter, you managed to get out, and free yourself from our horrible family. I, and the rest of your siblings are still trapped there, in that house, trapped with that monster. Here I am free, here I am happy.

Winter: Do they really make you feel that happy, Mother?

Willow: Well, when it comes to the, Arc’s compared to, Jacques: Would your rather be embraced with a hug, or a slap?

Winter: What?! Has father slap you?!

Willow: Yes… Several times at that… I suppose that is another reason why I went to the bottle…

Winter: I-I didn’t know…

Willow: Well… I didn’t want you to know. You were only a child at the time. Perhaps if I let someone know…

Winter: I’m sorry that happened, I didn’t know this was happening…

Willow: You were already gone by the time he first hit me. You weren’t there on, Weiss’s tenth birthday where he told me he married me for our families legacy, he never loved me, he just wanted money, and power.

Winter: I… I didn’t know…

Willow: Of course not; I never told you any of this.

Winter: I just thought that you… that you didn’t love us. That you didn’t care about us anymore.

Willow: No! Nononono… It was never like that, Winter. I just… couldn’t do anything, and I had no idea how to handle it. I married a man that I thought who loved me, and he gave me two beautiful children. But, even that he seemingly stole from me…

Winter: Stole them? Jacques didn’t steal, Weiss, and Whitely from you.

Willow: Well, not, Weiss, I have more, or less pushed her away from me. Whitely however, I fear he is becoming a mini version of his father. So long as, Jacques is near him I fear I will lose him forever.

Winter: Do you… Do you have any ideas on how to get him back?

Willow: I have been thinking about that since I came here. I want the family life, Juniper, and Acheius have with their family: Being so open, and capable of expressing their love for one another. And, to do that, I have to remove, Jacques Gelé from the, SDC. Permanently.

Winter: Y-You’re not referring to… Killing him?

Willow: That would be the quick, and the efficient route to take. But, I wouldn’t do that… I want to crush him, to kick him out of the family, to leave him destitute, and penniless, to slowly die as the bitter worthless bastard that he is out in the cold of wastelands of, Mantle.

Winter: Oh… That is the better route to take.

Willow: It is; I have a few ideas on how to get the ball rolling, but his taint runs deep. It will not be an easy feat to accomplish. I have mentioned this to, Juniper before, and she been offering me a rather odd bit of advice. Care to hear it?

Winter: What is it?

Willow: Sic, Jaune after him.

Winter: Jaune? Why did they recommended that you should sic my little brother after him?

Willow: Little brother? D-Do you see, Jaune as your little brother?

Winter: D-Did I really just say that?

Willow: You did.

Winter: I just said it without even thinking… I guess I do see him as my little brother. Huw… Isn’t that something.

Willow: What about the girls; Do you see them as your sisters?

Winter: …

Winter: Yes… Yes I do.

Willow: That’s wonderful to hear, Winter. I’m glad you can see those kids, as your siblings. Now, as for, Jaune being sic on, Jacques. They only said this: ‘That smile hides a devious mind.’ I… I don’t understand what they mean by that.

Winter: Hmm… I’ve been sticking around the twins a lot since we got here. And, Jeanne challenged me to a game of chess, she is quite good at chess, we managed to settle for a nice win/loss ratio. 5/4, my favour. But, Jaune… Jaune beat me flawlessly for all nine rounds we played.

Willow: Little upset that your little brother showed you up?

Winter: No…

Willow: Oh really now?

Winter: Okay I am! I have never been so thoroughly beaten before in all my life! It’s so frustrating! And, he was playing blindfold chess on top of it?!

Willow: Blindfold chess? He can play chess like that?!

Winter: They both can! But, Jaune is so much more better at it! He beat me in seventeen moves, seventeen moves!

Willow: Well, It seems like your having fun bonding with your new siblings~!

Winter: The two are really sweet to be around. But, they are quite devious, especially, Jaune. Together they are a menace, on their own. Well, if you messed with, Jeanne, she would shove your head through a wall. If you messed with, Jaune though; Well he would spike your drink with laxatives, lock the door to the bathroom, and by the time you finally manage to get unlock the door, he smashed the toilet to bits.

Willow: R-Really?

Winter: Yes, Jaune is quite… Vindictive…

Willow: Well, if that’s how he fights, he might be able to deal with, Jacques quite swiftly… and, brutally…

Winter: Quite so. I can see why your so happy now, Mom… They make me feel quite happy to. Jeanne’s actually coming with us to, Atlas when we leave.

Willow: Really, why is she?

Winter: Well, Jaune is leaving soon to, Vale for an internship. So, Jeanne is coming with me to, Atlas where she will be my protégé for a few years. She will be training with me to become a, Huntress. I’m looking forward to it actually.

Willow: I’m happy to hear that. Coming here to be with the, Arc’s… Makes me wish I told them years ago I was pregnant with you. Acheius would have stolen me away, and brought me here, and made me his second wife. Where would have raised a large family together. I would be so happy together with them.

Winter: Yeah… Speaking of having a large family… You’re not… You’re not planning on giving me a little sibling any time soon, are you?

Willow: Oh, Winter. Nothing like that is happening. You don’t have to worry about that.

Winter: Mom… I know you’ve been sleeping with the, Juniper, and Dad.

Willow: …

Willow: Eh…?

Winter: We can all hear the three of you going at it.

Willow: Beg pardon…?

Winter: We’ve been camping in the woods because the three of you are so loud for the past week.

Willow: W-We’re that loud…?

Winter: So… Yeah. Are you really not planning on giving me a new sibling?

Willow: …

Willow: Well no… But, if another happy little accident happened; Would you be upset if that happened?

Winter: …

Winter: I wouldn’t be upset…

Willow: Oh… That’s great to hear!

Winter: I just hope I win the betting pool they set up though.

Willow: B-Betting pool? What betting pool?!

#rwby #jaune arc #jeanne arc #juniper arc #acheius arc #jacques schnee #weiss schnee #winter schnee

[arc-misadventures]

Onee-Sama

Jaune: Shit…

Jeanne: Hey, don’t be upset, three out of five isn’t bad.

Jaune: Zero out of five! I may have hit the target, but none of them are on target!!

Jaune gestured to the target board where three of the throwing knives were in the target, but none of them were in the target’s circle.

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: Well you did hit the target!

Jaune: That’s not good enough!

Jeanne: Hey, no need to shout. You’ll get the hang of this. It will just take time.

Jaune: It’s not the fact I’m missing the target that’s making me upset! It’s you, and your damn smug aura you have around you.

Jeanne: What? What are you talking about, I’m not being smug about anything.

Jaune: Jeanne, you’re finally teaching me how to be good at something I suck at that. Of course you’re going to be a smug little shit about it, and hang that over me.

Jeanne: What! No I wouldn’t!

Jaune: Jeanne, you’re an, Arc. We are surprisingly vindictive, smug little bastards when we want to. You are no exception to this rule. Why do you think my nickname is, ‘The Vindictive One.’

Jeanne: I thought it was, ‘Big J?’

Jaune: …

Jaune: Shut up.

Jeanne: Hehehehe~!

Acheius: Jaune! Jeanne! You out here?

JJ: …

Jaune: Seems like, Papa, and Mama are back.

Jeanne: Evidently so. They’ve not even been gone for a week; I thought they might have a mini vacation while they were gone.

Jaune: Evidently not.

Juniper: Jeanne, Jaune? Where are you?

Jeanne: We’re over here mom! Do you need something?

Juniper: We want to introduce you to someone!

Jaune: You don’t think she means…?

Jeanne: It’s highly plausible.

Through a clearing of the bushes that surrounded their little training field emerged four people. Their parents, Juniper, and Acheius Arc, and Willow Schnee, and her lovely daughter, Winter Schnee.

Jaune: Well I’ll be damned…

Jeanne: She really is our sister then, isn’t she?

Acheius: Was there any doubt she wasn’t?

JJ: Yes.

Acheius: …

Acheius: That’s fair… Anyway, may I introduce you to her mother, Willow Schnee.

Willow: Hello, I am, Willow Schnee, and this my daughter, Winter Schnee. And, I mus say, you two look like the spitting image of your parents~!

Jaune: I’m not so sure about me, but, Jeanne certainly takes after our mother.

Jeanne: Where else do you think I got my glorious looks from~!

Jaune: Actually I referring to the fact you’re both perverted degenerates.

Jeanne: Hey!

Juniper: True.

Jeanne: Mom?!

Jaune: Try to ignore them, and their insanity. Hopefully you’ll be able to tune them out.

Winter: I will try.

Jaune: So, she’s actually our sister; Are you going to start calling yourself, Winter Arc Schnee, or Winter Schnee Arc?

Jeanne: Go with, Winter Arc Schnee! It sounds better.

Winter: I… I haven’t given thought to such a thing. I’m only here at the request of mother, and Mr. Arc to meet the family. I have no plan to integrate myself further into this family.

Jaune: Yeah, that’s not going to happen.

Winter: Excuse me?

Jeanne: She’ll be smothered in so much family love, and affection she have a mid life crisis.

Winter: I’ll what?

Jaune: More of emotional break down from being smother with genuine love, and affection.

Jeanne: Meh. Same difference.

Winter: Okay…?

Jaune: So I take it you met your other sisters before us?

Winter: Yes, I certainly have; they were quite…

Jaune: Odd, weird, creep…?

Jeanne: Unhinged, crazy, deranged…?

Jaune: A bunch of perverts?

Jeanne: Hey!

Winter: Yes… My new half-sisters are quite… peculiar.

Jaune: Well, if you’re anything like me, Winter you’ll eventually be able to tolerate them. Just barely tolerate them that is…

Winter: I see…

Jeanne: So, Winter, you up for a spare?

Winter: Excuse me?

Jeanne: We’re a couple of young hunters-in-training, and we could use a new sparing partner to really refine our skills. And, you look a bit wound up meeting your new brother, and sisters. So, how about a little spare to release all that tension you’ve got building up in you?

Winter: I’m not so…

Acheius: Ahh go ahead, Winter. It’ll be a good bounding moment for the three of you. Plus, the two could do with having someone else to spar with.

Jaune: That, and dad is tired of mom beating him up because he took it too far.

Acheius: Hey! I only did that once.

Jeanne: Are we talking about that one time you launched me into a tree?

Jaune: Or, that one time you broke my nose?

Jeanne: Perhaps is was that one time you skipped me like a stone into a lake?

Jaune: Or, the time you lunched me through the wall of the house?

Jeanne: Or, the…!

Acheius: Enough! I think she gets it!

Willow: Did he really do that to you?

Juniper: Yes, yes he did.

Willow: Oh… Oh my.

Jaune: Don’t worry! We’re, Arc’s!

Jeanne: We’ve got aura like a tank! We’ve never been badly hurt in a spare!

Jaune: Except for that time he broke my nose because he didn’t unlock my aura before we fought.

Jeanne: Yeah, except for that time… So, would you like to have a small bout, Winter?

Winter: …

Winter: Very well, it would be nice to let out some steam.

Jeanne: Alright, lets do this!

Willow: Are you sure this is a good idea?

Acheius: Relax, it will be a good training exercise for the two of them.

Jaune: And, a great bounding moment.

Acheius: And, an excellent bounding moment for the two of them, yes!

Willow: Should I be worried?

Juniper: No, Jeanne will be fine.

Willow: But, what about, Winter?

Juniper: …

Juniper: Jeanne! No semblance!

Jeanne: What?! Why not?

Juniper: Because you’ve been using it too much. And, its highly volatile!

Jeanne: Man… I never get to have any fun…

Jaune: Okay! Challenger’s! I shall be the referee for this fight. So, when I say stop you stop, understood?

Winter: Understood!

Jeanne: Okay fine…

Jaune: Understood?!

Jeanne: Understood, sir!

Jaune: Good. Now, you will fight until your aura enters the red. Understood?

JW: Understood!

Jaune: Sync your aura meters with me.

Jeanne: Sync!

Jaune: Synced.

Winter: …

Winter: Sync.

Jaune: Synced. Contestants take your places!

Jeanne, and Winter stood roughly twenty feet apart, each reading their combat stances. Each drawing their respective weapons.

Winter drew her sabre a practice flourish of motion; spinning the blade before here, before slashing it to the ground behind her, before narrowing her profile to point the blade at her opponent.

Jeanne stood before her opponent without her heavy armour, he recent growth spurts into adulthood rending her armour to cumbersome, and tight to wear effectively anymore. So, she just strode out with just her shield, and sword.

Her shield was a simple kite shield, but unlike her brothers, Jeanne’s shield was a single piece. It was layered with an intercept floral weave engraved upon the polished white metal, and golden details. Deep blue gems where imbedded upon the shield.

Just like her brothers blade, so too did her shield also double for a sheath for her blade, she drew two feet of solid steel, and as she flicked it out, the remaining length of the blade shot out, revealing a four foot long longsword.

She levelled her shield in front of her, and adopted a defensive stance, and levelled her blade towards her opponent.

Jaune stared at the two for a moment before raising his hand, and shouting.

Jaune: …

Jaune: BEGIN!

A glyph appeared under, Winter’s feet that sent her flying towards, Jeanne closing the gap between them in seconds. Winter expected her to be shocked at this sudden burst of speed, but she merely moved her shield to the side, and blocked her attack.

Winter’s sabre sang out as it impacted, Jeanne’s sheild. It sounds like if as one had tapped the side of their wine glass to gain everyone’s attention. So soothing, and beautiful that she almost forgot, Jeanne’s that was coming straight for her.

For such a small girl of fourteen years of age she could hit like a jackhammer when she wanted to. A quick thrust with her longsword, and quick flicks of her wrist lead to, Winter being kept on the back foot for a time. She thought she was dealing with just your average apprentice Hunter. But, the cool, and calm steely gaze that she held within her eyes was something she had seen in only the most experienced of, Hunters.

Winter thought, Jeanne would see this fight as a simple training bout, a young hunter trying to hone their craft, or an excited girl trying to show off to her dear older sister, something she had seen in the eyes of her sister, Weiss dozens of times before. But, these eyes, these were the eyes of someone who took this all seriously. For, Jeanne, this was not some simple training spar, this was life, or death, and if she failed, she would be as good as dead.

It was a chilling, and unnerving thought to behold that such a young girl saw the world in such a way. And, yet it sent a thrill of excitement coursing up her spine as she smiled at the younger girl.

Winter rushed forward wither her semblance, sabre held before her attempting to stab at, Jeanne. But before she could get close, Jeanne kicked up a wall of dirt, clouding her presence. Winter shot threw the cloud, and landed softly barely being able to react in time to block a fierce strick from, Jeanne.

Winter was impressed. Jeanne Arc was quick on her feet, and even quicker with her blade. This duel of there changed from, Winter wanting to blow off some steam to testing to see this extent of this, Hunter’s true abilities.

Winter jumped back giving her some breathing room. She half expected, Jeanne to chase after her, but she held her ground. She probably wanted to catch her breath too, too bad she wasn’t going to let her do so.

Seven glyphs appeared in the air before her, and seven small white, Nevermore’s came flying out towards, Jeanne. Her eyes darted side to side, and held up her shield, and bloke the six, Nevermore’s, before turning around, and cutting down the seventh one. Winter realized why her eyes darted all over the place; she was counting the amount of summons she sent at her, and since the seventh one never hit her shield she knew it was coming from behind her.

Clever girl.

Winter was going to compliment her, but stopped as she noticed her sword be enveloped in a golden hue before it appeared in a sphere at the tip of her swords before she flung it at her at a high speed.

Her eyes widened in shock as the orb came closer to her. She quickly dodged to the side as it neared her, and exploded, sending her flying. She hit the ground with a roll, and she had to start running as a second orb came charging towards her.

As she narrowly dodged the second blast she slammed her sabre into the ground, creating a large white glyph appear in the ground, and soon a large white, Chimera Grimm appeared. It roared as it charged towards, Jeanne as she held her ground. Winter view was blocked by the large beast, Winter was looking forward to seeing, Jeanne face down such a monster. And, she wasn’t let down.

A white silver blade erupted from the skull of the chimera. Had, Jeanne jumped, and thrusted her sword through the chimera’s skull? It was an effective strategy to implement, risky, but effective. What she actually did however, was quite interesting.

A five foot long handle, and a four foot long blade. A spear to keep her foes at a distance, and strong enough to dispatch large foes with ease. It was an impressive sight to see the way, Jeanne could wield such a weapon. Although, she spent more time dodging the weapon, then admiring its beauty.

Her sword thrusts were admirable, Jeanne was capable of preforming were now shown the true power of those thrusts. Winter could feel the air fly past her as she narrowly missed the head of her spear. She spun on the spot, driving her weapon crashing into the ground, sending an explosive blast as it tore up the earth.

Winter knew she couldn’t handle her at a close range anymore, so she made several glyphs in the air, and sent over a dozen flying bolts of white energy towards her. Jeanne’s eyes widened in shock for a moment before she used her spear to destroy several of the bolts, but she didn’t stop enough of them, as several came, and hit her in her side. She weathered the storm, but the impact of the blasts dropped her to her knees. As she was about to stand, Winter struck. Using the cross-guard of her sabre she caught the shaft of, Jeanne’s spear. Jeanne struggled to pull her weapon free from, Winter’s grasp, only to notice at the last second as, Winter jab her in the got with a concealed dagger she kept hidden in her sword.

Winter knocked the wind out of her causing her to lose the grip on her weapon, allowing, Winter to wretch the weapon free from her grasp, and send it flying through the air.

Winter smiled smugly at, Jeanne only for her head to dart to the side, she could feel her aura being sliced up as she noticed a silver feather fly past her. She quickly blocked several more of these feathers only to look down, and see that the feathers we’re actually the design given to a serious of throwing knives, Jeanne apparently carried on her person.

She looked back to see, Jeanne placing her shield on her back before reaching back, and pulling out a pair of knives. She held

She held the blades in a defensive stance, preparing for, Winter’s next strike. Winter readied to strike, her blades held before her. A challenging smirk sent towards, the young Hunter appreciate who sent her back one in kind. The two readied up, their muscles tense as they prepared to lung at their foes, when…!

Jaune: ENOUGH! The spare is over! Winner: Winter Schnee!

Jeanne: What?! Why are you ending the fight! I can still keep going!

Winter: I must agree, I could have kept going myself too.

Jaune: Plausible. But, Jeanne your aura is at 27%. One more good hit, and you would have been out.

Jeanne: Oh shit, really?

Jaune: That, and your weapons we’re starting to glow.

Jeanne: Oh…

Winter: Is that a part of her semblance?

Jaune: It’s a visual cue she’s about to, or is using her semblance.

Winter: And, what is your semblance?

Jaune: Nothing of consequence.

Jaune walked over to, Jeanne spear before wrenching it out of the ground before turning to his sister.

Jaune: Jeanne, catch!

Jaune launched her spear at her with a wicked force, Jeanne simply turned to the side as the spear flew past her until she caught the spear by the pommel as a cloud of dirt flew by her. She grasped the shaft with two hands, twirling it in the air as it shrunk down to its long sword form before placing it back in its sheath on her back. A serious of moves, Winter couldn’t help but notice were highly well practiced.

Impressive.

Jeanne: At least tell me I gave, Winter a good beat down.

Jaune: Her aura is at, 42%.

Jeanne: Nice!

Winter: It is?

And, it was then that, Winter pulled out her scroll to see that her aura had indeed been knocked down to, 42%. She was impressed, she had expected her aura to have dropped 30%, possibly even 40%, but to nearly 60%.

Winter: Impressive, that is quite a remarkable feat.

Jeanne: Aww thanks… But, I would have totally creamed you if I could have used my semblance!

Jaune: Which is why mom said no semblance. You’re starting to use it as a crutch. Even against me.

Jeanne: Hey! You’re the aura tank, and it only get ls worse when you use your damn semblance on top of that!

Winter: You have a semblance; what is it?

Jaune: Aura amplification.

Winter: Aura amplification; what precisely is that?

Jaune: This…

Jaune walked over to, Winter, and held out his arm, and a golden light enveloped his arm to be followed by a blue white light spreading across her arm. She was about to ask what he was doing when she noticed that her aura was nearly at 70%.

Winter: You can recharge people’s auras?!

Jaune: Yep. It uses some of my aura to recharge others, but I can also use it on myself to recharge my own aura. Not to mention when I use it on other’s their semblance gains a boost, and becomes far more powerful. For a short while that is.

Winter: That is quite the impressive semblance…

Jaune: Yep, with my semblance I become an aura tank!

Jeanne: And, with my semblance I become the tanks cannon!

Jeanne: And we become the, Arc Tank!

Winter: …?

Jeanne: Jaune, you’re supposed to join me in this.

Jaune: Come up with a better name, and I might.

Acheius: Haha! Well, Winter, what do you think of your siblings?

Winter: Well, I don’t know what, Jaune is like, but, Jeanne is amazing. She will become a fine Huntress in the future.

Jeanne: Naww… Thanks, Onee-Sama~!

Winter: W-What did you just call me…

Jaune: Onee-Sama? It means big sister. Since, we call everyone else sister, we thought we call you something different, yet the same. Since you are our older sister. Is that okay…

JJ: Onee-Sama~?

Winter: Grk?! It’s fine… Ahem! It’s fine. Perfectly fine.

JJ: Yay!

Acheius: Well, then. Lets go inside. We need to start dinner soon, and I am famished!

Jeanne: See, Willow, they’re getting along just fine.

Willow: Agreed. Uhh… No offence, Juniper. But, those two seem a bit… odd…

Juniper: No offence taken whatsoever! They are weird. Now come along kids! Lets go, and make some hamburgers!

Willow: W-What?

Jaune: Winter?

Winter: Yes?

Jaune: I know we may seem a bit weird. But, you need to remember this; You are a part of our family now. And, we will love, and protect both of you, even at the cost of our lives.

Winter: That’s… Thank you, Jaune, Jeanne.

Jaune: Our pleasure.

Jeanne: Now let’s go eat!

Winter: Yes lets. But, Jaune, can you help me with something first?

Jaune: With what?

Winter: Your… Our sister, Luna said I made it on the list. What list is she referring to?

Jaune: …

Jaune: Imma gonna get my spoon.

Jeanne: Jaune? Jaune don’t!

Jaune: I said if she made her way on to that list I was gonna shank one of you with a rusty spoon! Well guess what; its shanking time!

Jeanne: No wait! Jaune stop! WAAAAITTT!!!

Winter: …

Winter: This really is a weird family…

#rwby #jaune arc #jeanne arc #acheius arc #juniper arc #willow schnee #winter schnee

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Rebirth AU question: does Jaune still have his white streaks in the new life? I think it be pretty cool if he did and since there is a real life condition called Poliosis it wouldn't be considered that wierd.

Family Bonding

Jeanne: Uhh, Jaune, is your hair turning white?

Jaune: Seems so…

Jeanne: Doesn’t that only happen when you’re old?

Jaune: Well, it was a side effect after I returned from the, Ever After. Maybe I just picked it up?

Jeanne: Well, while it’s a bit weird that, that’s happening to you, since everything that has happened to you. But, you looked absolutely great with those white streaks in your hair in our past life.

Jaune: I know, Rin absolutely loved it.

Jeanne: Rin absolutely loved you. Hell she had a daughter with you. Even if she knew you couldn’t be there for you, she loved you enough to conceive a child with you, and what a wonderful child she was.

Jaune: …

Jeanne: Jaune?

Jaune: …

Jeanne: Jaune, are you okay?

Jaune: This world is our second chance at life… my second chance of living a happier life. A life without the pain, and all the rage I endured in that life. And, if there’s anything, anything in this life I want more than anything else… I want the life I could have had with, Rin. I want to live my life with the daughter I never had… I want that happy life…

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: I thought you were fine with not being there for them?

Jaune: Not really… I was okay that I couldn’t be there to help her, but… I wish I was… I just wish I could have been there for the both of them. See her grow up, and become the fine woman, and huntress you said she became. I can’t help but feel like the deadbeat dad who abandoned his pregnant wife, and child. We were okay with what we did, but…

Jeanne: Don’t worry, Jaune, you’ll find her, and get to live that life you never had.

Jaune: I hope so… I know I plan to do that with, Pyrrha, and May if she’s here to. I want to live those lives I could only dream of.

Jeanne: Tell me… Is there… Anyone else you want to live those lives with…?

Jaune: …

Jaune: Maybe, Nora?

Jeanne: Jaune! You know I was talking about me!

Jaune: Hehehe! I know, Jeanne. It’s just…?!

: Ohhhh~!

JJ: …

: Mmmm-AH~!

Jaune: …

Jeanne: That’s not mom, is it?

Jaune: No… I think it’s…

: AHHHH~! That’s it darling, right there~!

JJ: Willow Schnee.

Jeanne: Well, that didn’t take as long as I hoped.

Jaune: Couldn’t wait until we were…

: Ohhh~! Right there baby~! Right there~!

Jeanne: Oh there’s, Mom!

Jaune: They’re having a threesome, good for them. We’re leaving now!

Jeanne: I’ve already sent a message to the others, they’re already heading to the storage house, and grabbing their gear.

Jaune: Okay, lets grab our usual stuff, and get the hell out of here!

Jeanne: We should also grab an extra sleeping bag, and at least a four person tent.

Jaune: What, why?

Jeanne: For, Winter. We aren’t leaving her here with that are we?

Jaune: No, that’s a good point, I didn’t even think about her. Lets go do that, but uhh… where is she?

Jeanne: I don’t know, do you have her number?

Jaune: Nope. You?

Jeanne: Me neither. Shit. We need to find, and quick. Before…

Winter: Before what?

Jaune: Ah! Winter! What fortuitous timing! We need to go, now!

Winter: Why?

Jeanne: The less said the better. Come on we have to go!

Winter: Not until I talk with my mother, then I’ll go on whatever it is you want me to go with you for.

Jeanne: That’s not a good idea.

Winter: Why not?

Jeanne: Well…!!

: OHHH YESSSSS~!

JJW: …

Winter: W-What… Was that…?

Jaune: By the gods! Were on the pouch, and we can still hear them!

Winter: Wait! Are you parents having sex; Was that your mother?!

JJ: That wasn’t our mother.

Winter: W-W-What…?!

: That’s it dear! OOOHHH YEAH~! Just like that~!

JJ: That’s our mom.

Winter: What?! What’s going on?!!

~~~

Winter: …

Winter: So… Considering how you had all this camping equipment just sitting there, you’ve had to do this before haven’t you?

Jaune: I think we were six the first time we did this.

Jeanne: Four; it was after Angela was born.

Jaune: Really? I don’t remember that.

Winter: Wait, this has been happening since you were four years old?!

Jeanne: Yeah pretty much.

Jaune: Yeah, if, Saphire’s pregnancy didn’t end up with, Mom being infertile, we would have at least six more siblings.

Jeanne: Luna’s probably already started a betting pool that we’ll have another one.

Winter: But, if your mother is infertile, that means what was that betting pool, Luna mentioned was all about?

Jeanne: That the betting pool, Luna made is on when it is born, if it’s a boy, or a girl, and if it’s twins.

Jaune: Good gods… please tell me she didn’t do that. Luna seriously didn’t make a betting pool on that!

Winter: WHAT?!! You degenerates are betting on whether, or not my mom gets pregnant?!

Jaune: Not me! I never take part in these bets. But, the rest of them are. And, if you think that’s bad, then I would love to hear your opinion on the betting pool involving me.

Winter: Do I want to…?

Jaune: Actually, I don’t want to hear your opinion on that..

Winter: Okaybthen.

Jeanne: The pool is on which sibling sleeps, and/or takes, Jaune’s virginity~!

Winter: What?!

Jaune: Jeanne?!

Jeanne: I’m currently holding the lead~! While you coming into the top ten, Winter.

Winter: I’m in the top ten…? No wait! I’m on the list?!

Jaune: And, you wondered why I wanted to shank one of my sisters with a rusty spoon.

Winter: Oh good gods… I thought dealing with, Weiss, and Whitely’s antics was a nightmare. But, the rest of my siblings are worse… So, so much worse.

Jaune: Siblings…? You referred to us as, ‘siblings.’

Jeanne: Do you see us as your siblings, Winter?

Winter: …

Winter: I’ve only been around you guys for a week… I’ll acknowledge that we are siblings by blood, but by bond… I… I need more time…

Jeanne: Take your time, we’ll be here when you need us, Oneesan.

Winter: Grk! Good gods why does that hit so hard?!

Jaune: You’re not used to genuine love, and affection.

Winter: You heard me?!

JJ: Yep!

Winter: You two are unnerving in how surprising you can be… You two are exceptionally skilled students, too skilled in fact. You have incredibly strong, and versatile semblances that you know the ins, and outs of by heart. You seem to have extreme knowledge about me, and my family. Even about things I never told you about… None of this makes sense. What are you…?

Jaune: We get that a lot… Were just a pair of hunters-in-training, nothing more.

Winter: Nonetheless, you two know quite a lot about me, especially you, Jeanne. Why is that??

Jeanne: Even if we told you, you wouldn’t believe us. I wouldn’t believe it, and I was a part of it.

Winter: Try me.

Jaune: Should we…? She is family after all.

Jeanne: By blood, but not by bond.

Jaune: She must earn the rights to our secrets then?

Jeanne: Yep, and I have the perfect way she can earn it!

Winter: How?

Jeanne: Specialist have a special program that allows you to take on a protégé, correct?

Winter: It does, why do you…?! Wait, you want me to be your mentor?!

Jeanne: Yep, I shall become your beautiful little protégé~! What do you say?

Winter: You can’t be serious.

Jeanne: Why not? You’ve seen how good I am, I wouldn’t be a burden to you.

Winter: …

Jeanne: Come on, it would be a great learning experience for me! Imagine all the things you could teach me!

Winter: I don’t know…

Jeanne: I’ll give you a hug if you say yes~?

Winter: You seriously think that would work, on me no less?

Jeanne: Yes.

Winter: …

Winter: Haaa… It will take some explaining to my superiors. But, fine… I will take you on as my protégé.

Jeanne: Whoo! Thanks, Winter!

Winter: Yes, yes, you’re very welcome… Please let go of me…

Jeanne: No~!

Winter: Grrrrr…!

Jaune: When did you decide on doing this, Jeanne.

Jeanne: A while after our first duel. Since you’re leaving to, Vale to do some training with our uncle. I thought, why can’t I do the same with my, Oneesan?

Jaune: Fair, but are you really okay with this, Winter. Jeanne can be a bit of a handful, especially when using her semblance.

Winter: Jeanne will be an exceptionally skilled, Huntress. The skill she has shown me will prove that to be true. While she does seem a bit unruly, I think she will go far. And… Why not spend more time with my little sister?

Jeanne: (Gasp!) Oneesan~!

Winter: Grk?! Jeanne?! Let go! You’re chocking me!

Jaune: Well, everything seems fine then. Now come on, we got a fire going, lets have ourselves some smores!

Jeanne: Yes! Smores!

Winter: Uhhh… what’s a smore?

JJ: …

Jeanne: What blasphemy is this…?!

Winter: W-What?

Jaune: No wonder she’s so uptight; she doesn’t even know what a smore is!

Winter: Excuse me?!

#rwby #jaune arc #jeanne arc #juniper arc #acheius arc #willow schnee #winter schnee #roman torchwick #lie ren #nora valkyrie #pyrrha nikos #may zedong

[arc-misadventures]

So how was Winter's first meeting with Acheius and knowing she has 10 brothers and sisters now

Uhh… Whitely, Jaune, Weiss, Jeanne, Saphire, Luna, Angela, Thiriana, Carol, Saphron, and Janette.

That’s… Eleven. Eleven siblings in total.

This should be fun.

Revelations Unexpected

Specialist Winter Schnee was putting her gear away in her locker when her dear friend came by to talk with her.

: Nice job out there, Winter.

Winter: Thanks. You did a great job out there too, Cinder.

Specialist Cinder Fall, was a girl who came from a rough background, but she struggled, and fought her way through all of that to become one of, Atlas’s top Specialists, and one of, Winter’s dearest friends.

Cinder: Still not good enough though.

Winter: Why is that? You handled taking down that pack of, Beowulfs flawlessly. Did you gut hurt?

Cinder: No. I accidentally melted the ground underneath my feet again; I nearly slipped, and fell flat on my face. Again.

Winter: Ahh, this again. Might I recommend training on your foot work on a ice rink later? I can send my summons after you if it helps.

Cinder: I’d appreciate that, thanks, Winter.

Winter: My pleasure. What do you say we do it…?

(Ping, Ping, Ping~!)

Their conversation was quickly cut short by an unexpected caller.

Cinder: Is that you?

Winter: Yes, it’s my… It’s my mother…?

Cinder: Your mother? What could that drunkard want?

Winter: Probably wants me to help to get her some sort of expensive bottle of vodka for her again. Hold on… Hello, Mother.

Willow: Hello, Winter. You’re… You’re looking well.

Winter: Thank you. You’re looking… Sober? Are you planing on fixing that; Did you call me to get you another expensive vodka, or something else of the sort?

Willow: No, nothing like that. In fact, I think I’m going to stop drinking from now on.

Winter: You are?

Willow: It would be for the best if I did. In the mean time I wanted to talk with you.

Winter: About what?

Willow: I can’t tell you over the scroll, this is a private matter we need to discuss.

Winter: This isn’t some sort of ploy by father to get me back into the, SDC is it?

Willow: Haa… I am such a terrible mother aren’t I…

Winter was about to reapond with curt, and blunt, ‘Yes.’ But, stopped when she noticed that her mother’s gaze was drawn else where as a soft smile spread across her face before her attention returned to, Winter.

Apparently her mother wasn’t alone, but them there was a question to be asked: Who was she with?

Winter: …

Willow: It has nothing to do with the, SDC, or Jacques, Winter, but… I need to… I have to tell you this… So please… Can we talk?

Winter: …

Winter: Very well… We can talk.

Willow: Really?

Winter: Yes, I will talk with you. I’ll be home within the hour.

Willow: Oh, I’m not at home, I’m in a hotel right now. I’ll send you directions, and we can talk when you’re here.

Winter: You’re not at home; Why?

Willow: I’ll explain when you get here. Okay?

Winter: Very well. I will be there swiftly.

Willow: I’ll see you soon. Oh! And, Winter?

Winter: Yes?

Willow: I love you. Bye.

(Click~!)

Winter stood looking dumbfounded at the screen as she heard those three simple words echo in her mind for what seemed like an eternity.

Winter: …?

Cinder: That was… Weird…

Winter: That’s putting it lightly. Mother is sober, she isn’t at home, and she wants to talk to me…

Cinder: And, she said she loves you.

Winter: Yes… That too… Whatever it is she wants to talk about, it must be serious. Quite serious.

Cinder: Do you want me to come with you?

Winter: No, but can you be on standby? I’ll send you a signal if things get hairy.

Cinder: Will do. I’ll try, and see if I can get some of the other, Specialist’s to help me.

Winter: Thanks, Cinder. I appreciate it.

Cinder: Hey, we’re bestfriends, of course I’ll always have your back.

Winter: And, I’ll always have your back if you ever need me.

Cinder: I know. Now, get going. Let me know how it goes.

Winter: Alright, here goes nothing.

~~~

Winter stood before the door to the hotel room her mother was currently staying at. Looking about to make sure she wasn’t being followed. After checking her surroundings she decided now was time to take the plunge.

Winter: Hmm… This place is rather pedestrian for mother’s taste. So why would she be here? Is she hiding? Hmm… Well, best just ask her herself.

(Knock knock)

(Click)

Willow: Hel… Winter! You’re here!

The door opened just a crack before bursting wide open to see her mother with a wide, and happy smile. She was about to rush forward, and hug her daughter, but quickly stopped herself as she noticed, Winter’s cold gaze.

Winter: Hello mother. Care to explain what this is all about?

Willow: O-Of course. Please, come in.

As, Winter came in, she noticed a duo of blonde’s, one male, and one female in the room. Apparently these two must be the ones her mother was talking to when she called her. The woman looked at her with a hint of excitement, and curiosity in her eyes. As for the man, he seemed to be looking for something when he looked upon her, but what was he looking for was the question.

Willow: Oh, these are some dear friends of mine. Allow me to introduce, Juniper Arc, and her husband, Acheius Arc.

Juniper: Oh, I have been waiting to meet you for so long!

Winter: Have you now?

Juniper: Well, for at least a month.

Winter: I see.

Acheius: Hello, Winter.

Winter: Hello, Mr. Arc.

Acheius: …

Winter: …?

Willow’s gaze darted between the three before her. The awkward stiffness that hung in the air between them was palatable. Broken only by the nervous stuttering from her mother.

Willow: W-Why don’t we sit down, and I can explain why I asked you to come here.

Winter: Very well.

Willow sat down on the couch with, Acheius, and Juniper sitting besides her. Winter raised an inquisitive eye at this as she took the a seat in the chair opposite of them. Silence hung in the air for a minute as, Willow’s gaze datred between the three of them, but soon stop as she turned over to see, Juniper gently grasping her hand, and giving her a calming, and reassuring smile.

Juniper: It’s okay, we’re here for you.

Willow returned her smile as she took a deep breath before she turned to address her daughter.

Willow: Okay… Winter… I have to be blunt with you, there’s no other way to say this, but… Jacques Schnee is not your biological father.

Winter: …

Winter: What…?!

Winter: I-I’m not, Jacques’s daughter…?!

Willow: No… No you’re not… Remember how I’ve told you how you were born prematurely?

Winter: Yes, you have. Am I to assume that wasn’t the case?

Willow: No, no you didn’t. You were born right on time. You see, one month before my wedding to that… That thing. Juniper here took me, and some of our friends out for a little hen party.

Winter: A hen party? What is that?

Juniper: A stag party, but for girls.

Winter: I see…

Juniper: So… When the party was over, and everyone was heading home, I will still in the mood for some fun, and so was, Willow. So, I dragged her along with me to the hotel I was staying at, and when we got here… Well I got a little handsy with, Willow. And, shortly after that my husband came to see us, and… Well, we…

Winter: Had sex? I’m a grown woman, Mrs. Arc. I can handle such foul language being spoken to me.

Juniper: I bet you can. But, can you say the same when it involves your own mother, and is about the night of your conception?

Winter held eyes with the, Arc matriarch for a moment before looking away with a faint blush on her face.

Winter: I would prefer not to, but I can if I must.

Juniper: Very well then.

Winter: So, the three of you had a threesome, and you were impregnated during said threesome.That would mean that you would be my father?

Acheius: Indeed I am, Winter. And, if you’re willing to, I would love to get to know you.

Winter: How can you even prove you are my father? This is just speculation, how do you know that I wasn’t really an early birth, hmm?

Acheius: What’s your blood type?

Winter: O-.

Acheius: And, your parents?

Winter: Both of them are, B+.

Acheius: And, both of your siblings, what about them?

Winter: B+… What blood type are you…?

Acheius: O-.

Winter: This isn’t possible…

Acheius: Look, I know this all sounds crazy, and the circumstances are at best happenstance. But… I see it as it is; That you are actually my daughter, and I’m your estrange father. And, if you want proof that we are actually related, then lets go have a DNA test. That way we can see whether, or not this is true.

Juniper: I thought you did believe she is your daughter?

Acheius: I do believe that she is my daughter; everything adds up too nicely to make it seems like its some sort of elaborate lie. And, I am more than willing to put my life on the line if it means I can save either of them, just like I feel for the rest of my family. But, if Winter needs proof that it is, or isn’t true. Well, let’s go see if it is. So, what do you say, Winter; do you want to find out if all of this madness is true, or just a lie?

Winter looked at the three of them, each of them had this pleading look of hope in their eyes. Whether they were hoping that she would agree to this test, or that she wasn’t, Jacques daughter, and was really, Acheius’s daughter she couldn’t tell. But, she still had some questions to ask.

Winter: If… If this is true… why didn’t you tell me, either of them for that matter that I am potentially his daughter?

Willow: When this happened, Juniper had recently had her third child by the time I found out you weren’t, Jacquess. What did you want me to do, burst into their home, and tell them that you were, Acheius’s child? I couldn’t risk that… They’ve been happily married for years now, I didn’t want to break that up. Besides, no one, but myself knew you were not, Jacques daughter. Everyone thought you were just born early. So, I shut my mouth, and told no one, and I was happy with that.

Winter: You were happy that I wasn’t, Jacques daughter?

Willow: At the time I was just happy that you were a healthy baby girl. Whether, Jacques, or Acheius was your father didn’t matter to me. Just that you were mine. However, after what your father did to me, you, your siblings, and to our families legacy… Well, would you feel a little better if it turned out he wasn’t your father?

Winter: …

Winter: I would feel a little better knowing I wasn’t related to him… Haaa… Fine, let’s go to the academy, we can get our DNA test there. Your argument on how this man could be my father makes sound sense. But, it could simply be a highly elaborate lie to trick me. If you are going to convince me that you are my biological father, then you must prove it to be true. Is that acceptable?

Acheius: I’m willing to believe what, Willow said is true. But, I gotta admit, I want to see if we really are father, and daughter, so let’s get going.

Winter: Alright then.

~~~

Cinder: Okay, I have several questions.

Winter: And, those are?

Winter’s focus was mostly at the console sitting before her as she typed in a serious of commands for the computer to execute.

Cinder: Why did we take a blood sample from that guy, and who is he at that? Who’s the woman standing next to him? Why is your mother wearing a hoodie trying to hide her identity? Why did we take a blood sample from her too? And, why are you bringing up your own medical records?

Winter: Several questions indeed… Okay, promise me you won’t tell anyone about this?

Cinder: Okay.

Winter: No, I’m serious, Cinder. You can’t tell anyone anything about what I’m about to tell you.

Cinder: Are you serious?

Winter gave her friend a cold gaze, one carved from ice, and stone. Cinder’s eyes widened in fear for a moment before she placed her hand over her heart, and said:

Cinder: I Cinder Fall swear upon my life that death will take me before I reveal the secrets you have told me.

Winter stared at the serious face her friend displayed before as she made her vow. Her eyes watched her friend intently before, Winter broke into a small fit of laughter.

Winter: Hahaha~! Okay, I appreciate your sincerity, Cindy, but don’t you think that’s a bit much?

Cinder: Maybe. But, hey, I got you to relax a bit now didn’t I?

Winter: That you did.

Cinder: So, what’s going on, Winnie?

Winter: …

Winter: Well, to answer your questions: The man there is, Acheius Arc, the woman next to him is his wife, Juniper Arc. The reason my mom is hiding her identity is because well, she’s in hiding…?

Cinder: She is, why?

Winter: The Arc couple more, or less snatched her away from my families home.

Cinder: Snatched? Wait… Did they kidnap her?!

Winter: No, they just wanted to take my mother away from our family’s home, and to a get her away from father so they could talk.

Cinder: About what?

(Beep, Beep!)

Winter: T-This…

Winter pointed to the screen before her as a shocked look enveloped her face. Cinder noticed the shocked expression on her friends face before she looked at the screen herself. On the screen it showed three separate, DNA samples, one from her mother, one from, Acheius Arc, and the last was one from, Winter herself. Cinder’s eyes scanned the screen lightly reading over over the words presented before her. However, her eyes widened in shock as one single sentence flashed before her.

“DNA Match Co firmed.”

Juniper: Oh gods…

Willow: It’s true… It’s really true!

Acheius: …

Cinder: W-W-Winter…?! What the hell is this…?!!

Winter: Cinder Fall… may I introduce to you my real biological father… Archeius Arc…

Acheius: Hi.

Cinder: Your father?! This man is your biological father?! When the fuck did this happen?!

Acheius: About twenty-three years ago.

Cinder: You shut it! Winter are you okay? This is, this is huge!

Winter: …

Winter: I… I don’t know… My father… Jacques is… is an absolute heartless bastard who doesn’t give a damn about anyone, even his family. He will use, abuse, and exploit anything, and anyone for a quick Lien… and, here’s a man… A man who I have know for not even a day, who has said he would willing sacrifice himself if it meant it would save either me, or my mother. I… I… How do you think I should handle this, Cinder?

Cinder: One step at a time?

Winter: It’s a very big first step though…

Acheius: Winter, can I offer up a suggestion?

Winter: You may.

Acheius: I’m not going to tell you, you have to start calling me dad, or anything. But, I want you, as well as your mother to come back with us where we can get to know one another. Do some father daughter bonding, get to know one another, and see how things go from there. And, if you want, we can become a proper family, or we can forget about all of this, and go back to being complete strangers. What do you say?

Winter: …

Winter: Very well… I will come with you. I’ll need to talk to, General Ironwood to obtain a leave of absence.

Juniper: Wonderful! Ohh~! I can’t wait for you to meet all of your new brother, and sisters!

Winter: Brother, and sisters; How many kids did you have?

Juniper: Eight.

Winter: E-E-Eight?!

Cinder: You’re kidding right?

Juniper: Yep! One boy, and seven girls~!

Winter: …

Cinder: Well… Explains why it only took one night for you to conceive, Winter…

Juniper: Yeah… I would have had way more children if the last one didn’t make me infertile… Haa if only… But… Say, Willow…?

Willow: Yes…?

Juniper: You wouldn’t be interested in giving, Winter another sibling, would you~?

Willow: Well… M-Maybe…

Winter: Mom?!

///

I could have had this done ages ago! But, my brain…?! My brain no worky?!

#rwby #acheius arc #juniper arc #willow schnee #cinder fall #jacques schnee #james ironwood

[arc-misadventures]

In the Rebirth AU; how often do strangers, friends and family comment about Jeanne being a Brocon for Jaune as the two grow up? Are there any bets about whether or not Jeanne will "keep it in the family"? And how does Jaune respond to such accusations?

We Need To Talk

Jaune: Mom, explain yourself!

Juniper: Hmm? What are you talking about, Jaune?

Jaune: You said I could start a literal family with, Jeanne, my sister; The hell is that all about?!

Juniper: Oh, so, Jeanne told you that you two could have kids together.

Jaune: Yeah, what the fuck are you guys talking about?!

Juniper: Hey! Watch your language young man!

Jaune: Teach me proper sex-ed then!

Juniper: What? I taught you proper sex-ed, what are you talking about?

Jaune: You taught me how to properly impregnate someone, not how to have safe sex!

Juniper: What are you talking about, I properly taught you everything from that safe sex book that I have.

Jaune: Which one; This one that tells you how to have safe sex, this one that talks about effective ways to get pregnant, or this one which is just a bunch of sex positions?

Juniper: Where did you find those?!

Jaune: On your bedside table while I was looking for you.

Juniper: Shit, I should have listen to your father, and hidden those!

Jaune: So, care to explain why you gave me an improper lesson, or why you’re encouraging my sister, and her brocon behaviour?!

Juniper: What is there to explain? Another one of your sisters has the hots for you, big deal. You can safely have kids if you want to. I’m not saying you have to, just that you can.

Jaune: But she’s my sister! Why are you encouraging… Wait, another one of my sisters like me like that?!

Juniper: At least two of them.

Jaune: That includes, Jeanne, right?

Juniper: …

Jaune: Right…?!

Juniper: So, because of humans, and faunas’s death rates at the hands of the, Grimm it is legal for siblings to get together, so long as their auras are unlocked that is.

Jaune: …

Juniper: So… Which of sisters do you think has the hots for you? You can’t do anything until your at least sixteen of course, but my money is on you, and Jeanne getting together before your other sister’s.

Jaune: Is that a figure of speech, or are you actually betting on me…?

Juniper: What?! I would never bet on my own children! What kind of mother do you think I am?

Jaune: A baby crazed nut case who encourages her own daughters to sleep with their brother to ensure that she has grandkids…

Juniper: …

Juniper: But, I wouldn’t bet on you…

Jaune: …

Jaune: Luna!

Luna: What are you screaming about?! I’m right here!

Jaune: Which of my sisters are you degenerates betting on that I would sleep with?!

Luna: W-What?! Okay, how do you even know your sisters have the hots for you?

Jaune: Mom, and Jeanne told me so themselves.

Luna: Cat’s out of the bag there… But, what makes you think I’m in charge of the betting pool? Or, even if there is one.

Jaune: You’re the greedy goblin of the family, and any such betting would take place with you because of it. So, what are the bets?

Luna: Well… I’m not going to tell you. So there, ha!

Jaune: Tell me before I burn your signed edition of, Samurai of Lust.

Luna: (GASP!) You dare to threaten me?!

Jaune: Care to make it a fact?

Luna: GRRRRRR…! The betting is split between, Jeanne, Carol, and Thiri! With, Jeanne the favoured to win! There, happy?!

Jaune: And, among our family, who’s not betting on… any of this?

Luna: …

Luna: Everyone, but you…

Jaune: You’re all betting that I’ll sleep with my siblings?!

Luna: Yeah.

Juniper: My money’s still on, Jeanne.

Luna: I bet on, Carol.

Saphire: I bet on, Luna.

Thiriana: Jany myself.

Carol: I’ve got thirty on, Saphire. .

Janette: Thiria here.

Angela: Mine’s mostly on, Jeanne.

Jeanne: My money’s on, Saphron.

Saphron: Jeanne I’m a lesbian! I’m not going to sleep with a guy, I’m not into that crap!

Acheius: If you’re anything like your mother that’s not likely going to happen.

Saphron: Beg pardon?!

Acheius: Hey, your mom said she was straight as could be, but then I woke up between two girls, and we were all butt naked. Just wait, you’re gonna slip like your mother did, and love it.

Saphron: M-Mom! Is this true?!

Juniper: Oh those Atlasians~! They’re so cold outside, but oh, oh so warm inside~!

Saphron: What the fuck…?!

Acheius: So, don’t worry, Jaune! It may happen, but so long as you don’t want it to, it will never happen.

Jaune: Thanks. But, who did you bet on?

Acheius: What?! You think I would bet on you sleeping with one of your siblings?! That’s ludicrous!

Jaune: …

Acheius: I bet that your mom would pop your cherry…

Jaune: Oh gods…

Juniper: I’m in the betting pool~?

Saphron: Seriously?!

Carol: I’ll put ten on that.

Janette: Put me down for twenty.

Thiriana: Wait, so is the betting pool about who sleeps with, Jaune, or pops his cherry?

Luna: I think we better restructure the betting pool.

Juniper: Agreed.

Jeanne: So, Jaune how does it feel to be… Jaune? Jaune where are you going?

Jaune: To pack my bags, and take the next available bullhead to, Vale!

Acheius: Vale? Why do you want to go to, Vale?

Jaune: Because, Uncle Roman offered to give me some training, and I need a good reason to get away from you degenerates!

Juniper: Roman?! Oh hell no! I’m not letting him anywhere near you! You come back here right now young man!

Jaune: You’ll never take me alive!

Arc Sisters: …

Acheius: Ya see kids, that’s why the smart money is on your mom. She will actually do something to get what she wants, unlike the rest of you cowards…

Arc Sisters: …

Jeanne: Orgy?

Carol: Orgy.

Thiriana: Orgy.

Jeanne: Orgy it is then~!

Acheius: …

Acheius: Uh oh…

#rwby #jaune arc #jeanne arc #juniper arc #acheius arc #roman torchwick #rwby arcest

[arc-misadventures]

Rebirth au: I can believe that Winter could considering Weiss and Whitley are more... physically alike because they got their dad. Winter was bigger thanks to getting that Arc DNA in her working with Willow DNA.

We Have Some Questions

A legacy.

She was the progenitor of the, Schnee legacy. A legacy of honour, duty, and compassion that help shaped the nation of, Atlas into what it was today.

One that strove for the betterment for all of the world’s inhabitants, whether they be human, or faunas. It didn’t care for where one was from, who one was, all that mattered was that they could help their fellow man.

Schnee. A name that bore honour, and duty with pride. One that all could gaze upon with pride.

A name that was now one that all those he said cursed, and spat upon, all because of one mans insatiable greed, and the blindness of one poor woman.

A woman who once had everything that truly mattered: A family to love, a husband that loved her, and a family name to bare with pride. And, now she had nothing, nothing, but the bottle of vodka that lay in her hand, and the many more that lay strewed about the floor of her room.

This was to be the sorry life of the sad drunkard, Willow Schnee. Whose only escape from purgatory was to be found at the bottom of a bottle.

Willow: Here’s to the, Schnee family… I’m sorry for failing you dad…

She was about to take another drink when a comforting hand rested upon her shoulder, while another gently grabbed the bottle, and took it away from her.

Willow: Huw…? Wait, who are…? J-Jun…?

Juniper: Hello, Willow.

Willow turned to see a face with a pearlescent smile, eyes that shined like the finest cut amethyst gems, and hair that shinned like finely woven golden threads. It was the face of her dear friend, Juniper Arc.

Willow: J-Jun…? I-Is that really you?

Juniper: I’m really here, Willow, you haven’t been drinking that much.

Juniper took her eyes away from her friend for a moment to examine all the empty bottles that littered the floor about her before returning her attention back to her friend.

Juniper: At least I hope so…

Willow: W-Why are you here…?

Juniper: We needed to talk with you.

Willow: We?

She felt a weight on the bed sit next to her. Willow’s icey blue eyes turned to stare in deepest blue eyes she knew. A soft smile showed across his face, as he lovingly wrapped an arm around her, and held her close. She thought she would never see this blond hair man ever again, but as she gazed upon him, tears started to swell in the corners of her eyes.

Willow: A-Achiues…? Is that you…?

Acheius: Hello, Willow, it’s me. It’s nice to see you again.

Willow: Acheius… Jun… W-Why are you here? How did you get in here at that?

Juniper: Klein let us in, and we’re here because we needed to talk with you.

Willow: A-About what…?

Juniper: About…

Acheius: Jun… I think we better sober her up first before we ask her anything. She’s not in a good mind set to answer our questions.

Juniper: You’re right… we best get you out of here then, Willow. Besides, I don’t like being here, this place feels like it’s been defiled with his taint.

Acheius: Can’t argue with that. Now, let’s get out of here before we accidentally come across that thing. Come here, Willow.

Willow: W-Wait…? What’s going on…?

Willow would have tried to fight them off, but she was too inebriated in her drunken state that she couldn’t put up a fight, and the gentle swaying of her body as, Acheius effortlessly carried her away swiftly let sleep fall across her as the duo stole her away.

~~~

The first sight, Willow saw when she woke up were bedsheets that were not her own, and yet they felt more comfortable than any other. She tiredly removed herself from her bed, feeling a soft texture upon her body, looking down she saw she was wearing pyjamas they were not her own, a deep rich violet that smelt like lilacs. She pounder at who these belonged to for a moment before she slowly got up, and made her way through the door.

As she passed through the door she heard the sound of food frying, and soft humming. As she came closer she saw her friend, Juniper give her a warm smile as she gestured for her to take a seat at the table. Nothing was said between the two as a cup of coffee was set down before her. Willow picked up the cup, and smelt the rich aroma of vanilla waft through her nostrils. She took a sip as her mind was filled with happier, simpler times.

Willow: You know… If I had woken up in my bed, I would have thought that seeing the two of you was a drunken hallucination. And, yet, here you are… But, why?

A plate of scrambled eggs, and well cooked sausages were placed before her before, Acheius sat next to his wife on the opposite side of the table.

Juniper: We’ll explain after you’ve eaten, okay?

Willow: Very well…

The trio soon started eating the only sound being heard was the scrapping of utensils on plate. They quickly finished their breakfast, and move to the couch with, Willow sitting in the middle, with the two, Arc’s sitting on either side of her.

Juniper: I know you have many questions to ask us, why we’re here, and why we well… kidnapped you, but before that I need to know how you’re feeling, Willow.

Willow sighed before she looked at her dearest friend with a tired smile.

Willow: My head aches from another hangover, and I feel exhausted… But, just having you here, Jun makes me feel worlds better.

Juniper smiled as she reassuringly squeezed her friends hand. Her hand soon left hers as she took a deep breath before she locked her gaze with her friend.

Juniper: Willow… We need to talk to you about something…

Willow: About what?

Juniper: Do you… Do you remember the night… The night we held your, Hen Night…?

A blush spread across, Willow’s face. She remembered that night. Juniper, and her friends had gotten together for her, ‘Hen Party.’ It was a wild, and boisterous night where they just danced the night away, and then in the evening, Juniper decided that the night wasn’t over for the two of them.

Juniper had drag, Willow to the hotel where her, and her husband were staying at, and decided that she should spend the night together. That the three of them should spend the night together intimately. Whether it was because of her inebriated state of mind, or how she was just swept up in the passion of the moment. She didn’t deny their advances, and looked back on that night as one of her fondest memories.

Willow: I remember… Even if we were quite drunk at the time, I do remember.

Juniper: G-Good… That’s good… Willow… That night the three of us got together happened twenty-three years ago. And, your oldest daughter… Winter Is now twenty-two years old now. So… Willow…

Willow: Yes?

Juniper: I-Is… Is, Winter…?

Juniper: …

Juniper: Is, Winter…!

Acheius: Jun, I need to be the one who asks her this.

Archeius smiled softly as he stared into, Willow’s eyes, he gently held her hand as he steadied his breathing before he asked her a question that he never thought he would have to ask.

Acheius: Willow… Winter… She isn’t, Jacques daughter is she, she really mine, isn’t she?

Willow’s eyes widened in fear as a sharp gasp was caught in her throat as she turned her away from, Acheius. He head hung low as she felt, Juniper hesitantly placed her hand on her back. She took a deep breath before she spoke.

Willow: I thought, we all thought, Winter was born prematurely, but she was a perfectly healthy baby so we thought nothing of it. But, when she was about one years old, she got sick so I took her to the hospital, during the checkup, they gave me a list of information… And, I discovered… Winter’s blood type is, O-.

Acheius: …

Juniper: W-What does that have to do with anything?

Willow: My blood type is, B+, Jacques blood type is also, B+… And, so is my other daughter, Weiss, and my son, Whitely.

Juniper: Okay…? I ask again: What does that have to do with anything?

Acheius: Juniper… Children often inherit their blood types from their parents.

Juniper: And…?

Acheius: My blood type… My blood type is O-.

Juniper: Wait…?!

Acheius: Winter Schnee is not, Jacques Gelés daughter… She’s my daughter.

Juniper’s eyes widened in shock as the knowledge settled in. Of course she was willing to accept the idea that, Winter could be, Acheius daughter, but to confirm that she actually was his. Well, how the duo would choose to act next would decide a great many things.

Acheius: Willow… Willow please look at me…

Willow slowly rose her head, tears welling up in her eyes as she revealed her face to, Acheius. A storm of shame blew across her heart as she feared the next words he would speak.

Acheius: Willow… Why didn’t you tell me, why didn’t you tell either of us for that matter? Were you scared how we would react to this?

Willow: You two just had your second child a few months before that night. You have been happily married for years. I didn’t… I couldn’t come between the two of you, and potentially ruin what the two of you have. So… I said nothing. No one, but me knew who the real father is, so… ‘The best way to keep a secret is to tell no one you have a secret…’ So, I did…

Juniper: Oh, Willow…

Willow turned to gaze upon her friend who softly smiled at her dear friend.

Juniper: Listen… It was me who said we should have a threesome in the first place. If your getting pregnant because of my husband is anyone’s, anyone’s fault it’s mine. And, if we knew you were pregnant with, Acheius’s kid back then, we would have taken responsibility.

Willow: You would have…?

Acheius: If I had know that I accidentally knocked you up, well, I would have barged in the middle of your wedding, screamed, ‘I object!’ Clocked, Jacques square in the face, picked you up, and ran off back home with you.

Willow: R-Really…?!

Acheius: Without a shadow of a doubt.

Willow: B-But, you two are married?! Y-You wouldn’t divorce, Juniper just to be with me!

Juniper: Meh. Polygamy is legal in, Vale. You would just be, Acheius second wife, and my first wife. No big deal.

Willow: Polygamy is legal in, Vale?

Juniper: Yep. Gotta keep the population up somehow.

Willow: How do you know this.

Juniper: I’ve been pushing my son to have a harem, and most of his potential harem partners at the moment happen to be his siblings. So I need to make sure the legality is not in the way of propagating the future, Arc legacy.

Willow: …

Willow: What…?

Acheius: Best ignore her, trust me, it easier that way.

Willow: So… If I was not married to, Jacques right now… What would you two do…?

Acheius: Well… I’m not really sure… I don’t know you as well as, Juniper does. But, you are the mother to my child. So, I would be willing to die to protect you, Willow. To protect you both.

Willow: You would…?

Acheius: Arc’s promise.

Willow smiled as a blush spread across her face. She knew that she couldn’t trust on her husband to do the same, he would probably leave her behind to die in fact to buy himself time to escape. So, the warm feeling that spread through her heart from his sincere words were the sign that she knew of the truth of this mans words.

Willow: And, what would you do, Juniper?

Willow turned to address her friend who smiled comfortingly as she gently grabbed her friends face, and pulled her close to plant a soft yet passionate kiss upon her dear friends lips. They stayed lip-locked for a while before, Juniper broke the kiss, smiling a smile of love that, Willow had never before seen.

Juniper: I would have shown you what true love is, and remind you everyday what love truly is.

Tears started falling down down, Willow’s face as she pulled in her dear friend for a deep hug as the duo basked in a warm embrace that soon grew more powerful as, Acheius, stood up, and knelt before the pair, wrapping his arms around them like a guardian angel watching over his loved ones.

The hug lasted for quite some time before the trio broke the hug, and separated themselves. Willow dapped away the tears with her hand, before she smiled at the pair. It was a smile filled withe hope, hope, and joy, a pair of emotions she had nearly forgotten during the course of her heartless marriage. But, with these two wonderful people besides her, she knew she would never lose this feeling again.

Willow: So, what do we do now?

Acheius: Well… There are many things we could do… Getting rid of, Jacquues, and getting control of the , SDC back to you would be a good place to start.

Juniper: We should ask, Jaune to help us with that. He could probably help us get away with murder if we let him do it.

Willow: M-Murder…?

Acheius: Possible, Highly possible… But, before we devise, Jacques ultimate downfall. There is one thing we must do first.

Juniper: What’s that?

Acheius knelt before, Willow, gently placing his hand in hers before staring deeply into her eyes.

Acheius: Willow… Can you introduce me to my estrange daughter?

#rwby #acheius arc #juniper arc #willow schnee #jacques schnee #weiss schnee #whitely schnee #jaune arc

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Rebirth AU: Roman your nephew called and asked if you were part of the betting pool, and if you knew which Altesian your sister slept with

The Arc Family is Weird

Luna: Hello, Uncle Roman!

Roman: Luna! How’s my favourite greedy goblin doing?

Luna: I’m doing fine, how are you?

Roman: I’ll be doing better when your brother comes, and joins me; I need more competent minds, and hands helping me with… the business.

Luna: Right, the business~!

Roman: So, why did you decide to call me, not to say hi I assume?

Luna: The family betting pool, its been shaken up a bit.

Roman: That pool on who’s gonna sleep with, Jaune?

Luna: Yep, that one.

Roman: Okay, so what’s the reshuffle?

Luna: Well we added a new category to the pool, and a new contender!

Roman: Oh, really? Who is it, and what did you add?

Luna: Well… We added, Mom to the pool…

Roman: You added, Juni to the pool?! Why the hell did you add her to the pool, who added her to the pool?!

Luna: Dad place twenty on, Mom popping his cherry; which is also the new bet that’s been going on.

Roman: Ughhh… Of course, Achny put money on that… Freaking weirdo… So, what’s the betting pool like now?

Luna: Okay, the two categories are who will sleep with, Jaune, what order will they sleep with, Jaune, and who will pop his cherry.

Roman: Decent categories… And, who are the favoured to win?

Luna: Well, we went for top three on each, but for popping his cherry we have, Jeanne with the lead…

Roman: Twin advantage, good bases to go off from.

Luna: Followed by, Mom.

Roman: How many of you degenerates are betting on your mother?!

Luna: And, behind in third by eight points is, Thiriana.

Roman: And what about the one who will sleep with him?

Luna: Well, the top three is, Jeanne, Mom, and then, Saphron.

Roman: Saphron? Isn’t she gay, why is she on the list, let alone so high on the list?

Luna: Dad said how mom wasn’t into women, but then woke up one day with dad, and some, Atlasian woman in a threesome. And, if she was anything like mom she was going to do it too, and regret nothing.

Roman: Oh yeah, I remember that day… Put me down for a hundred on, Saphron then. Smart money’s on that. Arc, are a weird lot…

Luna: That’s what, Dad said too. So… You remember that day about the threesome, Mom, and Dad were a part of…?

Roman: Aye…?

Luna: Who was it with?! Can you tell me! Please, please, please~?

Roman: Why…?

Luna: Just because.

Roman: Weird lot you, Arc’s are… Willow Schnee.

Luna: Willow Schnee? Willow Schnee of the, Schnee Dust Company?

Roman: That’s the one.

Luna: When, how?!

Roman: Well for the how; Juni, and Willow Schnee were partners in, Atlas back in the day. So they go way back. As for the when, I believe it was at, Willow’s, Hen Party…? Yeah, I that’s about when it happened.

Luna: Hen Party?

Roman: Stag Party, but for the ladies~!

Luna: Oh, okay… Wait, how do you know about all of this…?

Roman: Oh, Juni sent me a drunk text photo about the whole thing. Teased her about it for months afterwards! Ahhh~! Good times…

Luna: Sounds like a drunk mom thing to do.

Roman: Yeah, Juni was a completely different person twenty-three years ago. She’s mellowed out since marrying your dad… But, not much, but nonetheless.

Luna: I doubt that… Wait… This all happened Twenty-three years ago…?

Roman: Yeah. Why, is that meant to mean something?

Luna: Well, it’s just… Uhh… Winter Schnee… Willow Schnee’s first daughter is… Twenty-two years old…

Roman: …

Luna: You don’t think…?

Roman: …

Luna: …

Roman: Five Hundred says she isn’t.

Luna: You’re on! DAD! You, and Mom had a threesome with, Willow Schnee?!

Acheius: What?! How the hell did you find that out?!

Luna: Uncle Roman told me!

Acheius: Roman! What are you telling my daughter?!

Roman: Hey, Achny~! Where’s that ten Lien you still owe me?

Acheius: Roman, I swear…?!

Luna: Never mind that! You slept with Willow Schnee twenty-three years ago, yes?!

Acheius: Yes…?

Luna: Willow’s first daughter, Winter Schnee is twenty two years old… I-Is she your daughter…? Do we have a ninth sister?!

Acheius: …

Acheius: JUNIPER?!

Roman: Well, looks like I’m not winning this bet…

~~~

Jaune: …

Jeanne: …

Jaune: Was this a thing in your world?

Jeanne: Nope…

Jaune: Oh… Okay…

Jaune: …

Jaune: If she winds up in the list, I’m going to shank one of you with a rusty spoon.

Jeanne: Noted.

Jaune: Good.

#rwby #jaune arc #jeanne arc #acheius arc #juniper arc #willow schnee #winter schnee #roman torchwick

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Reborn AU: since Jaune’s father now sees how good Jaune is at fighting do you think they’ll decide to sign him up for a tournament where he’ll meet up with Pyrrha earlier then original and hopefully start their relationship on a positive note with him being that friend she always wanted she had always wanted before beacon.

A Dancing Partner~!

Arc Twins: Age 12

Jaune: Okay… Do I have to do this?

Jeanne: Why not? It’ll be fun!

Jaune: For you. I’ll be out there getting my butt kicked, while you’ll be in the stands munching on the hotdogs!

Jeanne: Okay, but I’ve always wanted to try stadium hot dogs!

Jaune: Me too, which is also why I’m upset!

Jeanne: Look, out of the two of us you are the better fighter.

Jaune: Since when?!

Jeanne: Always, you have more practical experience that I did even in my past life!

Jaune: Shh! Not in public!

Jeanne: Sorry.

Jaune: If you want practical experience, why don’t you compete then.

Jeanne: Jaune, how many times have I tripped up during our training?

Jaune: In the last month, or the last year?

Jeanne: See! I’m still tripping up! The… Wait, hold on; Have you been keeping a tally of how many times I’ve tripped up?

Jaune: …

Jaune: Yes.

Jeanne: How bad is it?

Jaune: Well… You’ve been getting better.

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: W-Well… My gear is still being built so I can’t fight, so… Nehh!

Jaune: Gods, you’re such a child… Fine! Fine, fine, fine… I’m already here so I’ll do it, but only once!

Jeanne: Awesome! I’ll go find, Dad, and let him know. Good luck!

Jaune: Don’t pig out on the stadium food!

Jeanne: Hey!

Jaune: Hehehe~!

Jaune: Okay… let’s do this.

~~~

Jaune: I am going to gut you like a turkey, Jeanne…

Jaune may be seen as, for some unfathomable reason to him, as the smartest among all of the, Arc siblings. However, just because your smart doesn’t mean you couldn’t also be the biggest idiot there is.

He should have seen it coming, Jeanne wanted him to be here, she was the one who recommend to their father that, Jaune should compete. And, now at the final round he learned why she was so adamant on getting him to compete. And, Beacon was five years away. That was plenty of time for someone to win the, Mistral Regionals for years in a row.

A one, Miss Pyrrha Nikos.

Jaune: Yep… I’m gonna kill you, Jeanne, mark my words…

She looked younger then when he last saw her; of course she would, this was a younger, less experienced, Pyrrha Nikos. Not the, Pyrrha Nikos he knew, loved, and lost. That was an age ago, a lifetime that was now lost. He shook himself, trying to brush away the old wounds, and focus on the here, and now.

: You’re pretty good.

Jaune: What?

Jaune’s stance relaxed as he saw, Pyrrha step forward, twirling her weapon as she prepared herself for the coming bout.

Pyrrha: I saw your previous fights, you’re pretty good. I haven’t seen someone fight that well before. It was really inspiring.

Jaune: Oh… Uhh… T-Thanks… I would say the same to you, but… My sister didn’t want me to know who I would be fighting against next.

Pyrrha: Oh? And, why is that.

Jaune: She said training, but I would have preferred the before hand knowledge of who my opponents are.

Pyrrha: Because I have more of an advantage than you do now?

Jaune: Do you now? Well then, pretty lady…

Jaune drew his sword, and shield, and adopted a defensive stance as we prepared to fight.

Jaune: Care to dance~?

Pyrrha’s perfect smile beamed across her face as she too readied her weapons, and levelled them towards, Jaune.

Pyrrha: My pleasure~!

A sound of a bell rang throughout the air, and the two contestants charged one another as hardened steel cried in rage as their swords battered against one another.

There was a small rule, Jaune liked to apply in a fight: Never go all out. Use small, and precise strikes, strong enough to withstand an opponent’s attack, and strong enough to test your opponent’s attack. This was done usually by quick thrust, and strikes carried out with a quick, precise flick of the wrist. All of this was done to check an opponent’s defences, and find that one weak point he could exploit to its fullest potential.

This time it was slightly different; Jaune, wanted to test, Pyrrha, and see if she was well on the way to become the woman he loved, and lost. And, so far she wasn’t disappointing him.

Pyrrha’s movements, and strikes were quick, and as precise as he remembered, well almost like he remembered. Pyrrha as she was now hadn’t developed her muscles, her reflexes, her overall combat prowess, and hell, she was at least over a foot shorter then when they met at, Beacon. Then again, so was he.

Jaune shook his head of these thought, she wasn’t the, Pyrrha of his past life, and neither was he. They were in a sense new people, meeting for the first time. So, as a opening introduction, Jaune bashed, Pyrrha’s face with his shield.

Jaune never saw himself as an expect conversationalist

Pyrrha stumbled back, her hand twirling her sword, Miló with grace before changing it into a spear, adopting a crouched defensive position. She thrust her spear rapidly at, Jaune who easily blocked it with his kite shield. Jaune was impressed, her hits were fast, and accurate, but they lacked the strength she needed if she wanted to really keep him back.

So, Jaune simply bashed her spear to the side, as he brought his sword in from the side to strike at, Pyrrha. And, as he had her completely exposed for an attack, he felt something tugging on his sword, causing him to swing higher than expected, allowing, Pyrrha to easily role away, and take a defensive position, her sword held at the ready.

Jaune just stared at his sword for a moment before shooting a challengingly smirk towards, Pyrrha. He simple twirled his sword in his hand, and went back on the offensive.

~~~

Jeanne’s eyes we’re locked with laser like focus as saw the spectacle before her. The speed, and strength of their strikes sent shockwaves through the air that she could feel upon her face all the way from her seat in the bleachers.

Jeanne had never really seen how, Jaune fought. Well, how he seriously fought. A training bout, and a duel were vastly different. One is calm, and simple; meant to help improve one skills so they will be better capable of fighting. A duel was to show how your skills were better than your opponent by crushing them in submission.

And, as she watched the two exchange blows, she understood that in their training bouts, Jaune had been going easy on her. But, now she understood, how easy he had been going on her.

Jeanne: Does he think I’m made of glass…?

Acheius: No, no he doesn’t, Jeanne.

Jeanne: What?! Are you kidding me, I mean look at that! He’s never like that when he fights me!

Jaune collapsed his shield into his sheath mode. And proceeded to us that as a second blade, to deflect, and parry, Pyrrha’s attacks before opening it again, and bashing, Pyrrha away. Causing a massive chip of her aura to fad away, pushing, Pyrrha over the brink, and into the yellow.

Jeanne: See! He’s never hit me that hard before!

Acheius: Because he knows you can take it.

Jeanne: What does rhat mean?

Acheius: Jaune knows full well that he could clock you square in the face, and you’d barely bat an eye. His training, as well as my training with you was to improve your foot work so you’d stop kissing the ground. And, if you don’t believe me, well, just ask, Jaune to punch you in the face. Then you’ll understand why he never saw you as made of glass.

Jeanne: Fine…

Acheius: Good, and with that you’ll also understand why your mother is putting you in dancing classes.

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: She’s doing what?

~~~

The duo were sent skidding across the ground until they stopped several feet apart from on another.

They crouched on shaky legs, their respective blades probing each other up as the stared down one another their breathing heavy, and faces dripping with sweat. Their fight had been gruelling, un relenting, and unforgiving, and the duo were having a blast.

Jaune looked over to the, Aura meter, and saw that they were both around, 50%. An annoyed chuckle escaped his lips as he looked over at, Pyrrha’s challenging smirk.

Jaune: I don’t suppose we could settle this by, ‘Rock, Paper, Scissors?’

Pyrrha: Haha~! No, no I don’t think they’d let us do that.

Jaune: Odds, or Evens then?

Pyrrha: Still don’t think they’d allow it.

Jaune: Naww…

Pyrrha: Cheer up, besides this has got to be the best fight you’ve ever had! You’ve been smiling the whole time!

Jaune: Aye, but we’ve been at this for ten minutes, and so far our auras are barely at 50%.

Pyrrha: And, that means I have to get you to 25% to win~!

Jaune: Haa… If that’s how it’s going to be…

Jaune shoved his sword back to his sheath before raising his weapon, and activating its bastard sword mode. Pyrrha stared with wide eyes, and this shocking new development, all while, Jaune smirk deviously at her.

Jaune: You best prepare yourself little lady~!

Jaune charged, Pyrrha, raising his weapon, high before he brought it down hard on, Pyrrha’s shield. Causing her legs to buckled falling into a kneeling stance from the force of the impact. Jaune brought in a hard slash from the side that sent, Pyrrha flying.

A shocked expression was engraved upon, Pyrrha’s face at the shear ferocity, and power behind each swing, until, Jaune’s struck with a force of a storm, that sent, Pyrrha’s weapon flying,

Pyrrha looked in stunned shock as her weapon was sent across the arena. She head turned to see, Jaune hold his sword above him, before thrusting towards, Pyrrha’s chest, striking with a deafening clash of metal, upon metal, that sent her flying. But before she fell, a loud, ‘bong’ sang there the air, to signalize that the match was finally over.

The colosseum erupted into a chorus of cheers as, Jaune walked over to, Pyrrha dazed form as she look skywards, his face filled with a shock, and confused expression as she saw, Jaune come into her field of view.

Pyrrha: I-I lost…?

Jaune: Yep, you lost.

Pyrrha: Really…?

Jaune: Haven’t lost a fight in a while have ya?

Pyrrha: N-No… No I haven’t.

Jaune: Oh, then its a good thing you lost then.

Pyrrha: It is, how?

Jaune grabbed, Pyrrha’s arm, and hoisted her up. He made sure she was okay, before walking over to pick up, Pyrrha’s weapon.

Jaune: Well for starters, it stops you from getting cocky. Makes you realize you are not invincible. This could probably save your life in the long. Stop you from running head first into a situation that could get you killed because of your arrogance.

Jaune picked up, Pyrrha’s spear before passing it back to her her, who caught it with ease.

Pyrrha: That’s… That’s some pretty good advice…

Jaune: Any advice that will keep you alive is good advice.

Pyrrha: Haha~! That is true.

Jaune: Besides, you did learn some valuable lessons. Which are more valuable that some shiny cup.

Pyrrha: Hmm, that I did. More so that I need to focus more on muscle strength, my flexibility, and overall endurance.

Jaune: And, learn better control of your semblance.

Pyrrha’s eyes widened in shock as she looked away nervously.

Pyrrha: I-I-I don’t know what you’re t-talking about… I-I don’t have a semblance.

Jaune laughed as he watched, Pyrrha try, and stumble her way out through a terribly concealed lie.

Jaune: One: That was adorable, trying to lie like that.

Pyrrha: A-Adorable?

Jaune: Second: You really think I didn’t feel that little tug on my sword now did you?

Pyrrha: You noticed?!

Jaune: Barely, most people probably wouldn’t notice it. So I recommend you work on your control of your semblance… Whatever it is. Might save your life one day.

Pyrrha: I’ll… I’ll go do that.

Jaune: Well, It has been a pleasure, Pyrrha. I look forward to our next fight.

Pyrrha: So do I. And, thank you for the lesson, Jaune.

Jaune: No problem.

Jeanne: Jaune!

Jaune: Uh oh…

Before, Jaune could turn around, he felt his younger sister jump on his back, and hug him.

Jeanne: You won, you won, you won!

Jaune: Yes, yes I won. Please get off of me.

Jeanne quickly got off her brother before bouncing in front of, Jaune’s face with a wild look in her eyes.

Jeanne: Now, before you go, and collect your fancy cup, you need to do something for me!

Jaune: I do?

Jeanne: Yes!

Jaune: And, that would be…?

Jeanne: Punch me in the face!

Jaune: …

Jaune: Okay.

Jaune reeled his fist back, and threw a solid punch dead centre on, Jeanne’s face. The force of the punch rocked her head back for a moment before she went back up. She looked at her brother with a wide smile on her face before her hands shot up, and she cheered loudly.

Jeanne: Whooo! I can take a punch! I can take a punch! Take that, Nikos! I can take a… Whaaaa?!!

(Thud!)

Jeanne: Oww…

Jaune, and Pyrrha looked down as the sad form of, Jeanne as she face planted the floor.

Pyrrha: She needs to work on her foot work…

Jaune: We’ve been trying… But, yeah…

#rwby #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #acheius arc #jeanne arc

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Thought of something...tasty for the Rebirth AU. How will Jaune react to seeing this universe's Cinder? Either young or after beacon

How about I do it in a slightly different manner~?

Those Amber Eyes

Jeanne: Hey, Jaune. What ya watching?

Jaune: Look for yourself.

Jeanne: Hmm? A video on, Atlas Specialist’s; Why would you watch a video about them?

Jaune: Look closely.

Jeanne: Hmm…?

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: Wait… That one with more red, then the other’s! I-Is that…?! No way…

Jaune: Yep, that there is, Specialist Cinder Fall.

Jeanne: She’s a specialist; Not some crazed homicidal maniac?!

Jaune: Nope, that’s my world’s, Cinder Fall. In your world she became a Specialist.

Jeanne: Wow… Was she any good?

Jaune: I don’t know… I only learned she was a specialist after I tore up the school, well your, Beacon I should say. So I don’t know if she good. But, I assume she would be, you have to be among the best of the best to be a, Specialist.

Jeanne: I remember that day. Man you wasted those guys. Shame I missed it, probably would have joined you in the chaos.

Jaune: You would of?

Jeanne: Hell yeah I would have!

Jaune: Okay… Why?

Jeanne: Oh, well I was sick of the guys; After you remoulded the courtyard with them, Rin, Nora, and I elected to have, Pyrros removed from our team, and had May take his place.

Jaune: You did that?

Jeanne: Yeah, we just got sick of, Pyrros, and Team RWBY’s antics, so we basically cut all contact with them afterwards.

Jaune: Was this all my fault?

Jeanne: No… No, no it wasn’t, well, maybe a little. But, you mostly just shinned a light on the problem.

Jaune: What was the problem?

Jeanne: A whole lotta stuff; The staring, the invasion of my personal space, the arguments over me. Ruben was the least troublesome one to deal with; He usually, just stared, and shadow me all the time. And, I mean, all the time. He never had a crush before so I don’t think he knew what to do. William, kept saying stuff like, ‘Imagine all the things we could do together with my families vast wealth.’ Basically he kept on trying to bride me with shiny stuff.

Jaune: Seriously; What did he think you were, some sort of hooker?

Jeanne: I should have gutted him like a pig… That little…!

Jaune: Whoops… Uhhh…? W-What about, Yin, and Blake, were they just as bad?

Jeanne: Oh those two were the worst! Blake kept trying to recommend those damn, Ninjas of Desire books to me! In hope to reenact those cheesy sex scenes!

Jaune: Saw that coming. And, Yin, what did he do?

Jeanne: He bombarded me with horrible, horrible sexual innuendoes, and third-rate pick up lines. The only jokes was him thinking those would work on anyone, much less me!

Jaune: And, what about, Pyrros; Why did you give him the boot?

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: Trust…

Jaune: Trust?

Jeanne: Yeah… The girls, and I started to stop trusting him after a while, we just didn’t feel comfortable around him anymore. He started glaring at anyone who got close to me, acting all possessive of me. He also started staring at me a little too much, trying to sneak a peak at me. I started changing in the bathroom to stay away from him. The final nail in the coffin came the day before you beat the crap out of the lot of ‘em up.

Jaune: What did he do to you?

Jeanne: Not to me, but to, Rin…

Jaune: Rin?! What did he do to her?!

Jeanne: He was trying to get her to kiss him. Kept pushing closer, and closer to her. Rin managed to keep him at a distance from her, and, Nora soon came, and Pyrros backed off, but, Rin was in a terrible state. Pyrros didn’t do anything to her, but the shock of what he was trying to do sent her semblance into overdrive. The three of us fled to, Vale for the day, and we went back to school the next day, we wanted to ask, Selma to have him removed from our team, and then you showed up.

Jaune: That bastard! I should have done more to him then break his aura!

Jeanne: Why do you think I wanted to be there.

Jaune: But, to do that to, Rin! She such a sweet, and caring girl. Why would he do that to her?!

Jeanne: I never asked, never really wanted to know why either. But, I think his persona of, The Invincible Man got to his head, and he started thinking stuff like, “I Pyrros Nikos, I can do whatever the fuck I want!” Fucking bastard… Would have preferred if he did that to me in all honesty, save, Rin the trauma of it all.

Jaune: And, because you would have flambéed him if he so much as touched you?

Jeanne: Hell yeah I would have.

Jaune: I would have liked to have seen that!

Jeanne: Yeah, me too.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Are you scared?

Jeanne: Scared, scared of what?

Jaune: Going to, Beacon, seeing who’s there? Considering we don’t know who’s going to be there, and all, you’re worried you might come across someone you don’t want to see again.

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: There are many people I want to see again… But, there are more people I hope to never see again. I can’t tell who might be here in this world. Sure, Pyrrha, and Salem are here. But, until we’re at, Beacon, anyone could be there! We won’t know if it’s Weiss, or William for at least two more years, and even if one of them is, Weiss, who’s to say, Ruben, or Yin aren’t here, instead of, Ruby, and, Yang! I don’t want them to be here, I want your Team RWBY, Pyrrha, and my, Rin. I want this to be the happier life you didn’t get to live. But, I don’t know what’s going to happen, and that scares me… I’m scared of what might happen, Jaune…

Jaune: I see… Tell me, what do you see in, Cinder’s eyes, Jeanne?

Jeanne: Cinder’s eyes?

Jaune: Yeah, what do you see?

Jeanne: Amber…?

Jaune: Besides the incredibly obvious; what can you see?

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: Pride… Pride in… In herself for becoming a specialist…?

Jaune: And…?

Jeanne: Hope…? Hope in what she can become, and could do for others…

Jaune: What else do you see?

Jeanne: Joy… She’s happy that she made it this far…?

Jaune: Pride, hope, and joy… I can see all of that, and more in her eyes. My, Cinder was filled with rage, hate, and sorrow… That’s all she ever had in her. But, this… This isn’t my, Cinder, she’s something else, someone else. I hope I can meet her one day, I’d love to get to know her.

Jeanne: W-Why are you telling me this?

Jaune: Because, Jeanne. No matter what it is, what we may find, and encounter; It can be that bad. We have no idea what we’ll face, but as long as we face it together, it can’t be that bad.

Jeanne: Jaune… You’re a hopeless goofball…

Jaune: True. But, still relax, Jeanne, we’re together in this, and no matter what comes, we’ll make sure we have a better life this time.

Jeanne: Promise?

Jaune: Arc’s promise.

The twins soon enveloped one another in a deep hug, as the stay on the couch to watch a movie.

But, unbeknownst to the twin, one figure stood hidden in the shadows, over hearing the tail end of their conversation. He smiled softly as he saw the pair comfort one another. But, his smile fell as those words his son spoke echoed in his mind over, and over again.

Acheius: ‘This life…’ What the hell do you mean by that, Jaune?

#rwby #jaune arc #jeanne arc #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #pyrrha nikos #nora valkyrie #weiss schnee #ruby rose #lie ren #acheius arc

[arc-misadventures]

Rebirth au: why is Jaune’s dad being an a**hole and not want to train him? And how does Jaune bypass this obstacle? Also curious whether Jeanne sticks to her promise and backs him up in order to change their parents’ mind. Even if not, I’d imagine he has enough knowledge to train himself or find someone who gives a damn about him and is willing to train him.

He gave the typical Dad excuse of: “Because I said so.”

Why are all of you so upset?!

United We Stand Together~!

Acheius: Hey, Jaune, want to play catch son?

Jaune: No.

Acheius: What? Why not, it will be fun!

Jaune: Bevause I said so; end of discussion.

Acheius: What?

~~~

Acheius: Hey, Jeanne since you want to go to, Beacon how about I start giving you some lessons?

Jeanne: Mmmm… No, no thank you.

Acheius: But, how are you going to become a, Huntress if you don’t train?

Jeanne: I have some ideas on how.

Acheius: But…

Jeanne: Sorry, Dad, I’ve got stuff to do.

Acheius: But, Jeje…

Jeanne: End of discussion.

Acheius: …

~~~

Acheius: Hey, Jaune, how goes the homework.

Jaune: It’s going okay.

Acheius: Do you want some help with it?

Jaune: Uhh… Yeah, yeah I would.

Acheius: Great! Then…

Jaune: Can you ask, Saphire to help me out? She’s really good with this stuff.

Acheius: Oh, I was wondering if I could help you instead…

Jaune: No thanks.

Acheius: But…!

Jaune: End of discussion, Dad.

Acheius: …

~~~

Acheius: Hey, Jeanne, want to watch a movie with me?

Jeanne: Mmm… No thanks.

Acheius: But, it’s your favourite, ‘The Princess Knight.’

Jeanne: I don’t want to watch a movie right now.

Acheius: But…

Jeanne: Dad, I don’t want to watch a movie: End of discussion.

Acheius: Why do you two keep saying that?

~~~

Jaune: Why did I even like this movie…?

Jeanne: The explosions, and cheesy one liners?

Jaune: I’d buy that…

Acheius: Hey, you two; I want you two to do the dishes, okay?

Jeanne: No.

Jaune: Don’t wanna.

Acheius: Hey, I’m not asking, I’m telling you to.

Jaune: Still don’t wanna.

Jeanne: End of discussion, Dad.

Acheius: Okay! What’s up with you two…?!

Juniper: Jaune, Jeanne; can you two do the dishes please?

Jeanne: Okay, Mom!

Jaune: This movie’s pretty lame anyway.

Acheius: Lame? And, why are you listening to your Mother, and not me?

Juniper: Because they like me more than you.

Acheius: Since when?!

Juniper: A couple of weeks ago.

Acheius: And, why do they like you more?

Juniper: Figure that out yourself.

Acheius: …

Acheius: Oh no…

Acheius: She’s angry with me too…

~~~

Jeanne: Oh crap?! Ooph!!

Jaune: Jeanne you’re over exerting yourself again.

Jeanne: I know, I know… Haa… I just…

Jaune: The muscle memory is too strong?

Jeanne: Yeah! That’s it, I’m not thinking, just reacting to your attacks. Haa… We’ve been at this for two years now and, I still haven’t ‘fixed’ this…

Jaune: Maybe that’s something you can’t fix; It’s like a well worn glove that you’re used to wearing, it’s just that you’re not big enough to wear it properly.

Jeanne: So I won’t be able to fight like I used too until puberty?!

Jaune: Yeah, pretty much.

Jeanne: NahhhHHH! I didn’t start puberty until I was thirteen! And, my boobs got really big when I hit sixteen! I better get my aura unlocked when I’m twelve because my back won’t be able to tale it!

Jaune: …

Jaune: Okay… Want to go back to training?

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: Curse the future, and my gigantic boobs…

Jaune: Can you stop?!

Jeanne: Okay, okay… Ready?

Jaune: Ready.

Acheius: What are you two doing?!

Jaune: Training to become, Hunters.

Acheius: Both of you?

Jeanne: Does it not look like we’re training together…?

Acheius: But, how are you two training; There’s no one to teach you?

Jaune: Internet.

Acheius: The internet?

Jeanne: You can find a lot of things on the internet.

Acheius: Okay…? But, who said you could train?

Jeanne: Do we need a permission slip, or something?

Acheius: Your fine, Jeje. I’m asking you, Jaune. Who said you could train to be a Huntsman?

Jaune: No one did. And, before you give me some sort of remark of, ‘Because I said so.’ You said you wouldn’t train me. Not that I couldn’t get training.

Acheius: Grrr…! Stop training with your sister! You are not going to become a Huntsman, Jaune!

Jaune: Why?

Acheius: Because I said so!

Jaune: No.

Acheius: No?

Jaune: No, I won’t stop training just because you said so. You’re more than happy to train, Jeanne, but you refuse to train me; Why?

Acheius: I don’t want you to become a Huntsman that’s it…

Jaune: Because…?

Acheius: I just don’t think that you’re capable of becoming a, Huntsman that’s why.

Jaune: I’m not capable? Huw… Please give him your sword, Jeanne.

Jeanne: Damn, I was hoping I wouldn’t lose that bet.

Jaune: Catch.

Acheius: W-What?

Jaune: Pick it up.

Acheius: Why…?

Jaune: You don’t think I can become a, Huntsman. I think I can. So, pick up that sword, and prove me wrong…

Jeanne: Damn… Is this how you made a harem…? By being so intense it’s hot!!!

Jaune: Shut up, Jeanne.

Acheius: Why… Why are you doing this, Jaune! Why do you want to become a Huntsman?!

Jaune: …

Jaune: I want to be the hero; I want to save the day, save the girl from the creatures of the darkness. Be the knight in shining armour in the stories, Mom told us when she tucked us in at night. I want to be the hero, simple as that.

Acheius: What?! Do you have any idea that…?!

Jaune: That the story of happily ever after isn’t true? That the hero is betrayed by the people they chose to protect? That sometimes the hero loses? That the story of a hero is a lie? I know that dad. But, I don’t need to be the worlds hero, or something as spectacular as that; I just need to be one person’s hero. That’s enough for me.

Jeanne: Caring, courageous, and selfless too… Gods if you weren’t my brother…

Jaune: Shut. Up. Jeanne…

Jeanne: Right, sorry…

Acheius: No! I won’t it! I won’t allow you to become a, Huntsman!

Jaune: Then you better cripple me because no matter what you say nothing is going to stop me!

Acheius: If that’s what it takes, so be it…

Juniper: ENOUGH! Enough! Enough…

Jaune: Mom?

Acheius: Juniper?

Juniper: Acheuis… He’s an, Arc… Just telling him you won’t allow him to train, just because you said so, won’t stop him from training. Just because my dad said no, didn’t stop you from marrying me now did it.

Acheius: This is not the same! Becoming a, Huntsmen is…

Juniper: We are both, Hunter’s, Achi. We both come from a legacy of hunters, a legacy that our children wish to carry on. So if you don’t want, Jaune to become a, Huntsman. You have to tell him the true reason you don’t want him to train. You have to tell them about him.

Acheius: But…! They’re just kids!

Juniper: And, they deserve to know. They’re old enough to know, and understand why you don’t want, Jaune, just, Jaune not, Jeanne to become a Huntsman. Because if you don’t you’re going to push, Jaune away even further than you already have.

Acheius: …

Acheius: Haa… Jeanne, Jaune, get your siblings; We’ll talk more when we’re all in the living room…

Jeanne: Okay…

Acheius: Come on, Juniper… Let’s get ready…

Juniper: It will be better when we tell them, dear, it will.

Jeanne: …

Jaune: …

Jeanne: What the hell was that about?

Jaune: I don’t know, but whatever it was, wasn’t good… Come on, lets get the others; we have a history lesson to attend to.

Jeanne: Alright then…

#rwby #jaune arc #acheius arc #juniper arc #jeanne arc #fem jaune

[arc-misadventures]

Reborn AU: Jaune decides to show his idiot of a father how skilled he actually is.....then proceed to not only break his aura but punt him through a couple of trees.....and the shed

Maybe not that extreme, but this should work.

These are the Steps to Dance~!

Acheius decided to start their training by callisthenics. Running, jumping, push up, weight lifting, meditating. The whole nine yards. Though,the twins didn’t really understood the meditating bit.

So, after three months of extreme training, Acheius has decided it was time to gage how much training the twins needed. And, what fields they needed their training in.

And, he decided to gage their level, but a duel between him, and his twins.

While, Jeanne’s, and Acheius’s duel was a, ‘Gentlemen’s Bout,’ civil, and a clean fight. Where, Acheius decided that, Jeanne needed to work on her physique, particularly her foot work so she would stop over excreting herself in a fight again.

As for, Acheius duel with, Jaune. Well, it was anything, but civil.

Jeanne was trained in the classroom, Jaune was trained upon the battlefield.

Both were equally skilled in their own rights, but as, Jeanne had pointed out, Jaune was the superior fighter, for he had more practical experience than, Jeanne’s academic experience. And, right now, Jaune was showing his father how experienced he was.

Their simple duel of exchanging blows with wooden swords had quickly escalated as, Jaune kept pushing the attack. His father hadn’t expected his son to be this good from ‘watching’ Dustube videos on sword fighting. But, Jaune was experienced, he knew how to swing a sword, how to thrust, how to fain, and as his father learned; how to punch, hard.

It was a simple trick; Use the hilt of the blade the catch the hilt of your opponents blade. Pull down hardto force your opponent off balance, and in the confusion you throw a wild punch at your opponent’s face further throwing them off balance, and then you capitalize on your opponent’s weakness.

Jaune knew this was a one off; His father was taller, weighed more, more muscle mass, and greater reach. If he had expected this, id his father had a proper stance he could have easily held his ground. But, he hadn’t taken their duel seriously, and he would pay for such a killing mind set.

And, the way his father eyes widened in shock as, Jaune landed his punch on his father face was an amazing sight to see. Gods did, Jaune wish he could have taken a photo of that.

Archeius was sent to the ground, his eyes widened in blind shock as he felt his face where his so punched him. It didn’t hurt, much that is. It was more so the shock his son had pulled off such a move that stunned hjm. But, he didn’t have the luxury to be impressed with his son pulling off such a move. Because he was too busy screaming in pain as, Jaune slammed his sword hard on his sword hand forcing him to drop his sword. And, as Archeius looked up, he saw the tip of, Jaune’s sword rushing towards his eye.

Out of reflex, Acheius threw a wild punch, his goal wasn’t to hit, Jaune, with his fist that is. Jaune was sent flying as, Acheius’s semblance hit him, sending him flying. He landed several feet away, rolling on the dirt for a while until he stopped. Acheius, stood up, whipping the dust off his pants, a wide smile on his face. He was about to compliment, Jaune’s attack when he saw, Jaune was charging him.

Acheius gave a yelp of alarm as he started to punch the air, sending said air flying in charged blast as he shot his semblance at his son.

Jaune knew what his father’s semblance was; Concussion Waves as he called it. A ball of air would form about his fathers fists, then at the end of the punch it would discharge that air in a charged blast forward like a high powered air cannon blast. And, Jaune had done some research on air cannons to prepare for this fight, so he knew what to do, and more importantly, what not to do.

Jaune could feel the blast of compressed air fly past him. The move jostled him as he kept up his charge. Evidently his father semblance was not good as a mid range semblance, it was adequate, but it thrived as a close range semblance. And, Jaune was trying to close the distance between them.

Peachy…

Jaune veered from side to side as one wave after another blasted past him. Jaune was getting closer, but the blast we’re getting stronger as he neared. So, he just needed to get the blasts away from him. So his hand dug into the dry dirt about his feet, and threw the dirt before him creating an impromptu smoke screen.

Acheius couldn’t help, smirk at his sons little trick. But, he made one fatal mistake, Acheius saw which way his sun was running to. He sent wave after wave into the dust cloud, blowing the dust away, until he reached the cloud of dust closest to him.

Acheius: Nice try son, but it ends here!

Acheius threw another punch at the cloud of dirt, clearing it all away. Showing a clear view of his daughter, Jeanne several feet away from him, she waved at him as the wind blew threw her hair.

Acheius started in stunned shock for a moment, before he quickly turned around, and saw, Jaune jumping in the air, his sword held high as he ready to strike. Sadly, for, Jaune, Acheius wouldn’t allow him follow through with his attack.

Acheius’s fist connected with, Jaune’s face. The punch, along with added benefits of his fist being enveloped with his semblance sent, Jaune flying. He tumbled to the ground, his sword sent flying, and as he fell on his back, this time he didn’t try to stand back up. He was breathing heavily, all of his efforts was put into that one attack, and it nearly worked. But, years of training just made, Acheius a faster than, Jaune. Such were the benefits of being an experienced, Hunter.

Jeanne: Jaune?!

Jeanne rushed past her father to look over her brother’s body. Acheius smiled as he walked over to them.

Acheius: You threw up a smoke screen, then you fainted that you were running into the smoke screen. And, while my eyes were focused on the smoke screen, you charged me from my blindside. That… That’s pretty impressive, Ja…?! Ohh… oh no…

Acheius voice fell as he saw, Jeanne raise her brother up, and reveal the damage he wrought upon his so s face. A black eye, a bloody nose, and a crack lip that was spilling blood down his chin.

Acheius: Oh… shit… Well…Uhh… A-At least your nose isn’t broken…? Hehe…?

The twins turned to give their father a dumbfounded look that asked if he was serious.

Acheius: Look, all I’m saying is that…?!

Acheius?!!!

Acheius: …

Achieus: Oh… shit…

Archius slowly turned to see the furious visage of his darling wife along with their children standing behind him.

Acheius: H-H-Hey! Juniper! How are you my darling, dear precious wife~?

Juniper: Don’t butter me up! What the hell did you do to my son?!

She screamed in rage at her hisbamd as she knelt down before her bruised, and bloodied son.

Acheius: Oh… We just went a little too far in our training… Hehe…

Juniper turned to faze at her husband, her eyes rose into an inquisitive stare that spoke very simply, and very softly yet she herself said nothing.

Tell the truth now, or die.

Acheius: Okay! Okay! I took it too far, but our fight was so enthralling I just got lost in the experience of it all!

Juniper: So experienced, you broke your sons aura in the enthusiasm of it all, hmm?

Juniper cooed at her son as she saw his face. But, her eyes slowly narrowed as she turned to look at her beloved husband.

Juniper: So enthralled you broke your sons aura…?

Acheius: F-Funny thing about his aura… I uhh… I haven’t unlocked it…

Juniper: What…?!

Juniper rose to her feet, she was only an inch shorter than her husband, yet he cowered before her as he stared him down with burning rage that only a mother defending her children could produce.

Acheius: Yet! Yet! I was going to do it after our little bout! I swear!

Juniper: And, have you unlocked, Jeanne’s aura as well?

Acheius: Noooooooo…

Juniper: So… Unlike my father who unlocked my aura as soon as we started training. You decided to fight them in a practice duel, where after which you would proceed to unlock their aura’s.

Acheius: Yes…?

Juniper: …

Juniper: One moment, dear~!

Acheius: Okay…?

Juniper then knelt back down before her two dear children, and gently cupped the cheeks of each of them before she started to speak.

Juniper: Haaa… “For in our desire we strive to be hero’s. The sheild we shall carry will protect the defenceless. By our blade we will defeat the vile force of evil. And, by our guiding light we shall free thee.”

The twins gasped in shock as a wave of warmth flood their bodies, they had both experienced this feeling before. Only this time, Jaune thought it felt warmer, more peaceful than when, Pyrrha had unlocked his aura the first time.

Jaune shook his head as he felt the pain slowly flow away. He breathed a sigh of relief as he stared at him mom.

Jaune: Haa… That feels better. How do I look?

Jeanne: Bloody, but better.

Jaune: Is it at least a good look?

Jeanne: Ehh… Kinda…?

Jaune: Nice! So, I thought you said a different chant when you unlocked a persons aura?

Juniper: The chant doesn’t really matter. What matters is the mind set that you have when you unlock someone’s aura.

Jaune: Really? Huw… That’s interesting.

Juniper: But, why how could you possibly know about that?

Jaune: Internet.

Juniper shot her son an inquisitive stare, before turning to address her husband.

Juniper: Now dear, it didn’t even take me a minute to unlock their aura’s. So, why didn’t you do that?

Acheius: I was going to…

Juniper sighed as she walked over to, Jaune’s discarded sword, before kicking it high in the air.

Juniper: Achi, dear~?

Acheius: Y-Yes…?

Juniper caught the sword, before giving a death stare at her husband that even the embodiment of fear, the Grimm would dread.

Juniper: Defend yourself~!

Acheius: No what, Juni?! AHHHHHHH!!!!

What followed was a demonstration of what it meant to beat the absolute hell out of someone.

In the blink of an eye, Juniper was in front of her husband, jab, and stabbing her sword at her husband who barely had to to react to her sudden appearance, let alone to defend himself.

Acheius threw wild jabs, using the waves of his semblance to push, juniper away. But, Juniper expertly danced away from her husbands wild jabs.

Jeanne: Wow… I had no idea mom was this good…

Jaune: I knew she was a hunter, but she gave that up for the housewife’s life…

Jeanne: I think we never knew because mom was too busy recovering from all the kids she had.

Jaune: I’d buy that.

Juniper was closing the distance, her sword had been shattered by one of, Acheius blows. But, Juniper still used it push, and bat away his attacks. After all, even a broken blade can still cut.

But, then the unexpected happened, Juniper dropped her blade on the way side. Then her arms wrapped around, Acheius neck, and as he prepared for his wife to head butt him. He felt her lips across his lips, and the melted into a kiss. Jaune could hear his sister coo at the warm aight before him, he he simply counted down from ten.

Jaune: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4…

Jeanne: W-What are you counting down for…?!

(CRACK!)

Jaune: For that.

Jeanne turned over to see her fathers eyes bugged out as he mouth lost in a shocked, and pained expression. And, as she looked down she saw the source of his pain.

Their mother had kneed him in the groin. Hard.

Juniper stepped away from her husband who fell to the ground with a dull thud. The pain was so great it had rendered him unconscious, and the only thing they saw was the foam slowly forming around his mouth as his mother looked down on his rather pathetic form.

Jaune: So, ask mom for sword training, and dad for cqc?

Jeanne just stared in utter disbelief as their mother turned to them with a smile of sunshine.

Juniper: So, who’s ready for supper?

#rwby #jaune arc #jeanne arc #acheius arc #juniper arc #pyrrha nikos

[arc-misadventures]

Rebirth AU: couldn't Jaune or Jeanne look up who is running Beacon if Ozpin then shadow war if it's human Salem then all is good

Shall we Dance to Our Own Rhythm~?

Arc Twins Age: Nine

Jaune: Okay, okay… Let’s see who it is…

Jeanne: What are you looking up?

Jaune: Whoever the Head of Beacon is.

Jeanne: Why!

Jaune: To determine how fucked we are.

Jeanne: What?!

Jaune: Hmm? Oh that’s right, you weren’t trapped in hell like I was.

Jeanne: W-What are you talking about?

Jaune: Okay, in your life you had a, Headmistress Selma, while I had a, Headmaster Ozpin; Did you ever wonder why it was like that?

Jeanne: Uhhh… Nooo…?

Jaune: Well, in my world, Selma, who’s real name is, Salem, is an immortal witch who threw herself into a pool of Grimm, became evil, and wanted to destroy the world. Meanwhile you still have an immortal witch, only she wasn’t evil.

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: What on, Remnant are you talking about?!

Jaune: Haa… Have you ever heard of the story of, ‘The Girl in the High Tower?’

Jeanne: Of course I have, Mom told us that story together when we were kids dozens of times, remember?

Jaune: I have to ask because that story is true.

Jeanne: T-True?! The story is true?!

Jaune: Yes, and Salem was the girl in the high tower.

Jeanne: Seriously?!

Jaune: You want to hear the story?

Jeanne: Yeah!

Jaune: Okay, so… thousands of years ago. Salem was locked away in a tower by her father, there she lay a prisoner for years, until one day a wandering wizard, saw the girl, and decided to free her from her prison. And, that wizard was named, Ozma.

Jeanne: Ozma? Is that, Ozpin?

Jaune: Yes; Also no questions until the end of the story!

Jeanne: Sorry.

Jaune: As the two escaped it could have gone the way of the books, ‘And, they lived happily ever after.’ All that trite. However, reality is never as it is in the books. Ozma fell ill, and there was nothing anyone could do to save him, so the man who saved, Salem, the man she loved unlike any other, died.

Jeanne: Oh… That is a really sad story…

Jaune: But, it is not over yet!

Jeanne: It’s not?!

Jaune: No. Salem was unwilling, no, incapable of letting the love her life just fade away, so she went to the only two beings capable of saving her husband; The Gods of Light, and Darkness.

Jeanne: Wait?! There are gods?! Why haven’t I heard of any of this?!

Jaune: Brother Gods; Real uptight pricks the lot of ‘em! Now, stop interrupting!

Jeanne: Sorry…

Jaune: So, she went to the, God of Light, and pleaded with it to bring back the lover of her life. The God of Light said no, why be you ask? Because bringing him back would bring unbalance to the world. So, after the, God of Light spurred, Salem’s request she went deep into the Grimm Lands, and went to the, God of Darkness, and asked it to bring, Ozma back. And, it did, Ozma was back in an instant, but it only took an instant the, God of Light to show up, and send him back to the afterlife. Then they played ping pong with, Ozma’s life, killing him, and bringing him back, until, Salem had enough. They stopped, but then the, God of Light showed that he was a real motherfucker…

Jeanne: What did it do?

Jaune: It punished, Salem because of her selfish request. So, to teach her the value of life, it made her immortal.

Jeanne: Immortal…? It made her immortal as a punishment?

Jaune: Yes; Immortal. Ha! Bringing one life back would bring unbalance to the world, but bringing an immortal into the world, that doesn’t make things unbalanced!?

Jeanne: It would be like telling a cripple to outrun a huntsman. Hell, even a child can outrun a cripple!

Jaune: Precisely. So, after years of suffering from her immortality, Salem tricked the various rulers of the world to attack the, Gods. They thought if they did that they would be able to gain immortality too. The Gods were enraged by this, and took away people’s ability to use magic…

Jeanne: We can use magic?!

Jaune: Could! Could use magic! Pay attention!

Jeanne: Sorry.

Jaune: So, after that, the God of Darkness had a little hissy fit, and while he, and his brother left the world, and… He… He blew the moon…

Jeanne: Wait?! That’s why the moon is broken?!

Jaune: Yeah, talk about a bunch of sore losers… Anyway, after a series of meteorites hit the planet it became a winter apocalypse. After a time, the world healed, Dust, and Faunas showed up. Don’t ask, I have no idea how, or why they showed up. Anyway, Salem had enough, and threw herself into a pool of Grimm, and then she came out as some sort of Grimm monster.

Jeanne: So that’s how, Salem was born?

Jaune: No, what really made, Salem the monster she sadly became happened years after that…

Jeanne: What happened…?

Jaune: The God of Light brought, Ozma back.

Jeanne: WHAT?! Why would they bring him back?!

Jaune: It wanted to fuck over the world some more?Who the hell knows, or care. All that matter is that, The God of Light likes to fuck people ovet, and Ozma was back, sorta…

Jeanne: What do you mean by sorta?

Jaune: Well, the body of, Ozma didn’t come back, but his mind did. You see, Ozma has the ability that upon his death his mind immediately gets transferred to a new body. New face, new, Ozma.

Jeanne: Wait, what happened to the mind of the original host? Did it cease to exist after, Ozma came, or?

Jaune: While he can be fought, Ozma tended to take over his host body… To the point where the hosts original mind might as well be as good as dead.

Jeanne: Oh… No wonder you called him a parasite…

Jaune: I don’t see, Ozpin in a positive light after everything I learned about that SOB. Anyway, Ozma heard of a witch in the woods, he went, and found Salem, the married, had a family, and then things went to hell… Haa… You see, Ozma, and Salem still had magic, and they used this magic to put, and end to the fighting around them. Salem then reached a point where she thought they should rule over everyone, powers unparalleled tend to give ones delusions of grandeur. They fought about this. Then in the dead of night, Ozma tried to run with their daughters, and got them killed in the ensuing battle they had… And, the world was forever plunged into a unending shadow war because of them…

Jeanne: Oh… Oh gods…

Jaune: Oh gods indeed…It was much better in your world, with Selma…

Jeanne: Why was that?

Jaune: Well, Salem, never fell into the pit of Grimm batter, so she was never that, Grimm Hybrid thingy she became. Ozma did come back, only this time he grew envious of, Salem’s immortality. And, he started do experiments on how he could gain his own version of immortality… The victims of his experiments turned out to be… his very own children…

Jeanne: Oh gods!

Jaune: Yeah… Worst of all, his experiments worked!Salem was forced to kill all of her children in order to stop him. But, he could still transfer his mind to a new host. It took centuries but, Salem managed to track him down, and lock him away with the power of the, Relic of Creation. She locked him in a vault that only she can open, and that only she knows where to find.

Jeanne: Wow… That’s some heavy stuff, but, uhh… One question?

Jaune: Yeah?

Jeanne: What’s the, Relic of Creation?

Jaune: Haaa… Okay, when, Ozma came back he came back with four, Relics given to him by the, God of Light. The Staff of Creation, the Lamp of Knowledge, Crown of Choice, and the Sword of Destruction. Pretty self evident names there on what they do. But, they each have rules on how they work. At least that what the spirit things say.

Jeanne: Spirits? These things have minds of their own?

Jaune: Yeah, I only knew the name of one of them by the time I died. The Relic of Knowledge, her name was, Jinn.

Jeanne: Really, what did she look like.

Jaune: Don’t know, I never saw her. Anyway the relics aren’t really that good; The Relic of Knowledge only let’s you ask three questions ever hundred years, and every time to use the, Relic of Creation is destroys whatever was made before… it…

Jeanne: What is it? You’ve got that, “I have a brilliant idea,” look on your face!

Jaune: There’s a look?

Jeanne: Yes, its quite rugged, and dashing.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Okay…?

Jaune: So I haven’t been able to see if, Salem, or Ozpin were the Headmaster, Headmistress because of the Beacon Academy website being shit. However, all I need is a photo of Atlas to find out which one we will be dealing with.

Jeanne: Atlas, how would you find who’s here based on a photo of, Atlas?

Jaune: Because, in my world, Atlas was a floating island because of the powers of the, Relic of Creation making it so. But, if, Salem used the, Staff to imprison, Ozpin.

Jeanne: Then there would be no floating island~!

Jaune: Bingo~! And, would you look at that~!

Jeanne: Atlas isn’t a floating island! It’s just the upper city, and Mantle is the lower city?!

Jaune: Whoo, Selma is the Headmaster of, Beacon Academy!

Acheius: What are two doing?

Jeanne: Oh… Just learning who the Headmistress of, Beacon Academy.

Acheius: Headmistress Selma? Why did you want to know that?

Jaune: Yes!

Jeanne: Well, we need to learn who’s in charge of the school when we train to be, Hunters!

Acheius: You want to be a, Huntress, Jeanne?

Jeanne: Yeah! I-Is there a problem with that, Dad?

Acheius: Hmm… We’ll need to discuss that with your mother, okay dear?

Jeanne: Okay, Dad.

Jaune: Can I join that conversation too, Dad?

Acheius: And, why would you want to do that?

Jaune: Because I want to be a, Huntsman.

Acheius: You?! A, Huntsman?! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!

Jaune…

Jeanne: Hh oh…

Acheius: Hahahaha hooo… Oh that’s funny~!

Jaune: Is that a no?

Acheius: Yes.

Jaune: May I ask why?

Acheius: Because I said so, end of discussion.

Jaune: …

Jeanne: You saw this coming, didn’t you?

Jaune: Haaa… And, thus my misfortune never ends…

Jeanne: Oh no…

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