Capítulo 1: Legacy of the Arcs
" " means talking, human and faunus voices or any words being said by anything intelligent.
"" "" means more then one are talking. example above.
* * means effect of whatever I put in, sound, noise, animal noise, grimm noise, inanimate object and non words from humans and faunus, even actions of what they are doing.
** ** means more then one effect is happening at once, again from above.
' ' means thinking or thoughts. maybe used or not...
Maybe this is a test story, prone to problems with a newbie fanfic/story writer, will be edited if problems/mistakes are spotted.
welp... with this, let's begin.
edit after who knows how long... I'll keep editing i guess...
7k words... why did I do this to myself?
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Remnant.
Before it was named so, it housed life before the times of the witch of grimm and the reincarnate of man.
In this time of life, it was in its experimental stages, one that experimented on how the lifeforms called humans worked around themselves and how they dealt with another more dark form of creatures.
it wasn't long before the humans found a way to deal with them, how? they made humans with dna on all fighters and warriors who sence passed fighting the dark creatures.
They created aura, a shield like existence that protects the wearers of harm.
They were appropriately named the first knights of the ark.
The Ark was a human made city far from the grimm pool.
Now this knight order was made for as long as the world existed, the only order of knights not made to serve a king or its kingdom and made with only the faint wishes of humankind that it stays that way.
As they themselves kept the gates of the grimm pools closed.
it was a deep cave the dark creatures made home where no light can ever escape.
Peace was prosperous in this time as the knights who hold aura go down the cave to clear it out, keeping them from growing stronger, and as years passed, then decades, some knights left to look for a different life. and finally centuries passed.
but disaster struck by not of grimm, but by the humans who wanted more power for themselves, and with their greed of the war, the gates were open by the humans whos forgotten as to why these gates were closed.
And as the gates opened for the first time in Centuries, the humans who opened them didn't think of what evil they let loose, red eyes were all they could see as the grimm awakened by all the negative energy spilling in their nostrils, awakening their centuries long hunger.
Death took over on the land as the grimm was their enemy once again as they revenged the areas of mankind.
the armies of man took arm's against the beast once more With both arua users and non charging.
They clashed once again after long... but...
"For! honor- ah *Crush!!*
fear.
"R-Retreat!*AGHh-*
*frantically Slashing* "Stay back!" *gets Stabbed*
"h-Hel-*CRASH* *Roaring!!*
flags of different kingdoms lay on the deserted battlefield as the bodies of all those thinking about the honor of defeating the beasts of grimm.
"...to die by there own stupidity even while having aura, what were those greedy bastards thinking?"
"well those old goats all think having aura is a blessing and that only the rich and noble are meant to hold it. they never stood a chance to something they never fought before anyway"
"True"
But to be a shield to that fear, that darkness, that of the grimm, to be a light greater then others.
*step*
"chins up, they're coming"
**Rumbling!** **distant Growl!**
They are the first and last lines of defense. the perfect warriors to combat the grimm only made by chance.
"stand back prince I got this " *breaths in* the mans foot freezes to the ground.
They are different from the ark knights of old, every 1,000th normal aura users made by luck is one aura user that is stronger that they would be trained to be the best of all others.
What makes them the stronger?
"*Raah!*" He swung his blade across the battlefield as the hoards of grimm were rushing towards them, but all halt in their steps, freezing in place.
Their Semblances is what makes them stronger.
he steps back admiring his work looking at a mountain of ice as when he breaths out, fog escaped his mouth from the cold air.
*smirks* "What do you guys think?"
*sigh* "alright snow white, clear this up, we're wasting time"
*eh...* "ah man-... I didn't think that far ahead!" said as he scratches his head still looking at the blue ice mountain blocking their path.
but more grimm climbed the ice wall, falling down on the small army meant to kill them.
...
They would win again and again with a Semblance user in the lead and push them back to the gates they come from, made with what was going to be a quick and decisive win... was loss, after loss.
Their goal now was the preservation of human life and to make the lands they have left, safe.
this world now has only a few 10th of thousand of humans left.
Abd only 10 of those hold the power of semblances.
This worlds last moments of its humankind as they are left to protect the last city were it all started a city surrounded by tall thick ice mountains that encircled it with only one entrance inside and outside.
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<time before battle...2 hours>
There are Soldiers Overlooking the walls Their armors shone in the sun, their white flags stand high to all who can see the gold Arc symbol, grimm and humans alike.
The knights who are in front, the knights of Ark, those who unlocked aura and trained it are the only ones able to take on the grimms single-handedly.
They are watching atop their walls as the largest grimm hoards approaching their defenses in the mountains, they blackened the ground from afar with their numbers, but The knights who number 3,000 and the soldiers who number 10,000 are outnumbered, its clear this battle will be fought with high casualties including them or annihilation.
The army doesn't falter by the size, they raise their swords, they hold their shields, their will to fight grows with every step the enemy takes towards their defenses, this might as well be their last battle, but without fear they stand with the knights and their forces leaders.
Because why fear a creature that can be killed?.
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The high council of the Arcs, there was a pressing matter that was more important that involves their king, what was his word for this meeting? the king gave one command "humanity will not die here" they will continue their battle, they will close the gates of hell, for this, they will lose this battle, so the kings son can win this war another way.
*step*
A boy no older then 20 years, a boy the council would expect to inherent the semblance of his father or some piece of it.
The Arcs... Julius Caesar arc stands looking at them.
"...w-what" he called looking for an explanation after being called here 5 minutes earlier.
"...this decision was by your father the king, as you have not yet controlled your semblance you will serve another mission, you will remember our history, our battles, our oaths, and pass it to another." the council man said.
"My friends are going to fight in that battle!, i want to join them! Fight by their side! You can't do this!"
"This order stands as with your father"
"wait! No!! Arggh-" the boy looked to his father as his body was sent in a aura filled freezing ice cocoon by his fathers friend.
before he could say anything, they raised their hands and all 10 released the aura in their bodies onto the ice that would keep it from melting for as long as possible and later sending it deep in the ground keeping him alive and in suspended animation...
(Still Editing this to make it slightly better?...haah)
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"...is it done..."
"...yes, do you have any regrets old friend..."
the man asked his lifelong friend only for him to get his answer quite fast.
"No"
"I see"
"...let us go join the battle, we have made them wait long enough" The boys father was cold and bitter at this. Wondering if he really did make the right choice.
'This is for the best' but for the continued existence of the human race he would do what's best.
The king thought putting on his helmet and walking outside the castle and activating the power of the Arcs semblance to amplify his aura and body to get to the Starting battle faster then a horse can run at full speed.
He runs across the trampled field as he brings gust of winds with him, he jumps one last wall to look out at the lines of his last army, and looking further out he sees the enemy.
This battle is a 10 to 1, their outnumbered, death will come to all, but not before giving it their all and killing the bulk of the grimm maybe others will survive this.
He walks forward with his council, his friends, they walk pass the men and women who are standing by to support areas they will be needed in as some load the rounds for the field weapons.
some would glance in awe at the armored warriors walking passed them.
reaching the front the patriarch raised his hand as the heavy weapons are loaded and are only waiting to be fired.
"...this will be my last battle with you all..." *echo*
his voice carrying the power of Aura for even the back of the armies can hear his call.
"...But hear my words! Our fight will be remembered as our history as Warriors! let that be clear! Now rise! Raise our flags! This battle is not yet lost! My warriors let us stand united to protect what is left! Give these beast of what humanity has to offer!"
*shiing!*
*Amplify x25*
*fwoosh!!* his aura was light gold in color as it activated.
All the knights of Ark took one step forward with their voice powered by aura, and In unison, they recited their solemn oath.
""...By light and honor we stand, steadfast against darkness, sworn to safeguard humankind from the terror of Grimm without falter, may we face the darkness today so others can see the lights of what lies, tell our vary last we stand first to protect thee...""
**fwoosh**
This triggered an aura shield on the soldiers that would only protect them, but this alone wont be enough to stop this tide of grimm, but they will fight as they have something to protect behind them.
**Metal steps**
The soldiers step forward in unison as the front soldiers took their shields to make shield walls, barricades outside the stone walls were created.
Catapults, ballistas, bringing out their largest weapons for this battle, big and heavy but they will make quick work of any small grimm.
Now they wait for the leader of this army's command.
**Swords being unscathed**
""Raaah!""
"Fire!!" With his command the heavy weapons fired their projectiles.
as the grimm were 100 meters projectiles were shot by both sides but with a new design for the bolts of the ballistas, when shot they will spin and the iron wire will destroy the enemy projectiles and will fall towards the grimm killing hundreds at every volley.
The flying grimm and their wing projectiles are what cost the most casualties.
*Rumbling!* They closed the distance crashing onto the walls.
<3hrs later>
grimm packs large enough to cover the battlefield like a black blanket as they swarm the breached holes of the wall.
**growling!**
**howl!**
**Thudding!!** shields are being pushed or used to block the grimm attacks.
"Hold out more! Push! Pike men shoot!"
***StAb!***
"The grimm are coming through the left side! Left side!"
"Enemy Projectiles incoming!"
**siiiiii-thunk! thunk! thunk!** hard feathers and spikes shot from afar by the grimm.
"AGH!*whizz-thunk!*
"Where is that ballista support!"
"There reloadi-*thunk!*
"AHg!-*chomp!* *howl!-Stab!*
While the shield walls were effective, but after the stone wall collapsed the grimm hoards where getting through with every chance they kept getting not caring for deaths, while casualties were high at the front for the soldiers, they were holding out with fighting the grimm.
*Rwah!!* *Stabs!*
but with the aura they have they need 2 men to kill 1 normal grimm, but more will continue coming through, the knights were keeping the shield walls standing killing most grimm taking on 20 or more each but even they need to rest as the never ending grimm continue to push them back.
*Whizzz-thunk!*
**Shouts!**
**Tang!!**
The main force of the grimm, the ancient grimm with red markings covering every part of their armored body meeting against the soldiers and knights.
*Step!* the ground shook and a swing of sword tore through their armored bodys.
*Slash!!* another powerful swing to the left.
*Slash!*and without fail a swing to the right.
the patriarch is meeting every single one of them head on killing waves of them with every swing, the council is scattered throughout the battle were they are needed most, he takes on the most ancient grimm that would trouble the most experienced knights with his sword arua.
he feels his aura beginning to slowly go down he'll need to keep this pace for hours on end at the grimm.
*tch*
*Slaaash!!* the slash cut down a group of grimm.
*Deep Roaring!!* *Stomp!* a grimm golem has made its way here.
*Leap!* he used the burst of aura to get high dodging the swing of the golem.
But it does not deter him as he stabs the throat of a golem grimm piercing the abomination of the controlling grimm inside.
*CRASH!* and it crumbled to rock.
his hatred only grew with every swing, around him, the disintegrating body's of grimm of all different kinds, big and small. Armored or not.
(I'll keep editing this area, but I is tired)
Then he sees a Wyvern grimm with a horned grimm on top that was twitching, both armored with bone and littered with red markings, a leader like any other he has fought, but this one has a reputation as the harbinger of the kings of grimm.
The ones that forced his army to retreat. His army only ever killed one with losses to much to bare.
The leviathan kings.
With their ever growing army it took away the life of this world and made it their home.
His anger reached its peak that moment but then piece by piece he calmed his mind, as the patriarchs thoughts were about his son and his mission, the only one able to remember the stand they made against the grimm, The patriarchs last will, his wish, before he left he told his son to live a different life then this, to not ever come back if he ever found a way.
he jumped and swung his sword and cut the harbingers head, his sword killed the other grimm in its path after it.
With that settled, his aura at that point was at its purest form and with that tantalizing thought of winning, the roaring giant made its appearance at the end of these mountains entrance showcasing its maw as it roared.
but that was it, he looked at the king of the grimm crawling pass the mountains, and then his cracked blade, he uses his only card left of his semblance, something only used if he intended to die.
stepping forward on the falling grimm his hair glowed with golden hue, he looked ahead saying something for only his ears.
*whisper* "I will not stand by in the presence of evil, for I am a sword to cut them down, that is my oath..."
'amplify x100' *TzzzZt*
both his body and aura cracked, but both also were trying to fix the cracks, in a never ending loop.
*sigh*
*Crack!*
he swung his blade and it shattered as his body broke like glass.
The attack he made against all grimm, It killing anything infront and obliterating any other grimm around him...
the king grimm dies with only one of its arms and half of its face gone, it fell as it disintegrates slowly.
When the sun was about to set, besides the grimm that kept running in, all life on the battlefield was gone, only then did the sun rest when the Last flag of the Arcs fell.
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<eons later, location: Remnant before the great war>
in the darkness of an old dark cave, shone light for the very first time.
And what came of this light was a man who was lost in time, a man that took breath.
*Gasping, coughing!*
After getting up he starts to look around himself or looking for someone.
"...Dad!*echo*"
He activates his aura for the light it produces looking for anything but finds nothing recognizable.
"W-where am I..."
he turns his auras light off, but as it dims he looks in the darkness above him and sees the faintest of light and realizing he's in the ground when noticing rock above and below him.
he looks around himself and finds his sword he took before being put in that cold ice filled rock.
"they could still be up there..." with a faint hope that his father is still fighting, he takes a basic sword stance to cut the rock above him, he digs upward.
....
<later>
*rocks crumbling down*
"*Hahh hah* I made it!"
the man as he said this looks out with nothing but one thing on his mind upon seeing the unfamiliar grass field.
'How long was i down there...'
It was only a few hours for him when he was stuck in that ice filled rock, but for others it was two eras of humankind and he's now in an era where a third species of life took form.
A world where humans aren't at the brink of extinction, one where most don't have to fear the grimm.
a place the people of this world call Remnant.
<Remnant, a century later... in a isolated cabin on patch, after the great war>
*muffled yell* "aghHH!!"
The house hold is having their first kid, the mother, holding the husband's hand and pretty much breaking it, the husband will have to heal it later on. the nurses who will be there to help them deliver the baby are doing whatever they can for this birth.
Few hours later...
A baby was born and he was as quiet as the calmest river while one of the nurses carefully took him in a soft blanket, another took care of the umbilical cord.
"Um nurse! Are baby's supposed to be quiet when they are born?" the father asked.
"yes sir, some babies will be born quiet, but to be sure we will have to do more checks for any abnormal signs of the heart and their health" the nurse said, already knowing what to do.
the baby eyes slowly opened seeing the nurse with his dark blue eyes, the nurse seeing this was slightly jealous but otherwise happy with the procedure.
"can... I hold my baby..."
"Dear you need rest"
"Shush it you... I will hold my boy"
the nurse gave the baby to the mother, looking at him the mother thought of a name that would suit perfectly.
"jaune... jaune will be his name..."
"Hmm, Jaune, you say... jaune arc"
"Jaune arc... his hair is black like yours...but.... *whisper* my little Arc, welcome to Remnant..."
When the baby went back to sleep after being held by the mother.
The little arc dreamt.
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<6 years later, patch>
*running through the house*
"JAUNE! Where are You!" The mother said or Melina ciel arc
*door opens*
"Honey! Have you seen my antique sword?" The husband said or Blane arc
Both have black hair and both look at each other already knowing where their child is or will be, Melina looks at her husband, annoyed.
"Guess he does take after you with your love of swords"
"Whaaaat pfff I have my fascination with history of all weapons and any other older stuff before the great war..."
"Go get our son, Blane"
"Alright alright I'm going"
'They never said anything about this being like this...'
*sigh*
'jaune, why can't you be like the other kids your age...'
<somewhere in the woods near home>
A boy is seen sprinting in the woods of his homes outer areas but is still in the inner borders and as he was running ahead parkour dodging small branches and jumping over large stones he comes out the small bushes approaching a small cliff and below it a small lake.
*Dash!*
but he didn't stop, in fact he went even faster, Intending to jump in the lake below and when he was close to the edge he jumps.
"YEAH" *echoes below*
the boy having gotten out to dry himself he laughs, he looked at the space around him close to the lake, a sunny lake area in a small part of the woods far aways from his home, he grabbed the extendable and collapsible shield/shath and pulled the sword out...
looking at it for some time, seeing its metallic body and the reflection of his face, it's been taken care of from both him and his dad, he takes his sword stance and tries to remember the moves and teachings from his father.
*slow steady breathing*
*sigh*
'okay'
'aura... aura is the soul... or part of it?'
*swing* one sad example of a sword swing, it's hard enough already without aura.
'aura is used for defense... and offense, strength, and speed and to make the weapon harder and sharp'
"...let's wing it"
*breath in*
*slash* left
*slash* right
*slash* up
*Slash* down
*heavy breathing*
"D-Damn... i'm not utilizing my aura effectively like he does..."
'But lets try again' jaune didn't want to give up as he takes his sword stance with a smile and again with more drive he slashes down.
and just like that, hours passed by as jaune was to busy to have notice his dad who got there an hour before watching him from a distance with a smile as he leans on a tree.
<later on>
(Pov Jaune)
"jaune what am I going to do with you?" Mom said looking at me with tired eyes.
"I mean it's not that bad hun" dad said something bad.
"Blane he had your great grandfathers sword!, he could have gotten hurt! Or worse" mom looks annoyed and mad.
""Actually it's great great Grandfathers sword and it's name is crocea mors."" Both of us said to mom.
"heh, well I guess I'll let you guys meet your great. great. ancestor. early. I'll get your coffins ready" mom said something a little scary.
*sneaking away*
"jaune sweety, can you put the sword back" mom ask kindly?
"...yes ma'am" I say dejected.
**ringing scrolls**
Then their scrolls went off, they both looked and they looked happy from the looks of it.
"jaune, can you go outside for a bit, you can take the sword but stay close to the house." Father's words made me feel slightly off with his smile.
well my punishment is put on hold and I can use the sword so I guess it's good?
but my stomach didn't sit right with this atmosphere.
<4 hrs later>
Later on we went somewhere far from our house and wasn't told why, just that they wanted to see a friend.
I was brought to a house miles away from our house, I personally didn't want to go, but hearing that they will take the sword away forever if i didn't, i was going, as theirs nothing i could have done.
the 2 story wooden cabin looked neat,
seeing my parents friends come to great my mom and dad, watching them talk and seeing the look on the others face, I look down the side of the fathers body seeing a blonde haired girl with lilac eyes and a black and red tiped haired girl with silver eyes behind the mother, looking at both my parents and me, seeing them confused why we're here I guess they are in the same bout as me...
we three were placed upstairs while the adults were talking downstairs, im told to talk to my "new friends" as they said, I'm pretty sure these two see their being excluded from the grown up conversation to.
"um...do you keep care of your hair?" the blonde girl said with her hands on her tied hair.
"...yes, I keep it clean every once in awhile"
"how old are you?" the black haired girl said rising her hand.
"six" these are pretty basic questions.
"Ooo my sister's six!" uh-huh
"my sister's four and gets very hyper when she gets suger" noted.
"My mom made us cookies! And I found them in attic! I would've gave one but it's gone" she said attic while having her hands in the air.
"y-You found them!?" The blonde girl said with her hands on her head wide eyed, I'm guessing they hid them there.
"Sorry, but, what are your names?" I asked them wanting to make this quick.
"oh, *ahem*, my names yang, yang xiao lo-
"I'm! Ruby Rose!"
"Ruby I wasn't finished!"
they said their names and before they continue I'll say mine.
"I'm jaune, jaune arc" well I guess I'll wait, my parents should be done in a few minutes.
<an hour later...>
well, not only did I get taken from my home and sword, I'm being held captive by these disguised trolls, I accepted my fate and they put makeup and whatever they could find on me, thus the only thing on my mind is crocea mors as my reward.
"Yang! Yang! Look! his hair looks good with this on!" ruby said putting on a red tie on my hair making a ponytail.
"he would look better with frills on, hmm, ruby, bring me that" she said pointing at eye liners, I feel like I'm not even here.
'The sword is worth it, The sword is worth it, crocea mors is worth it'
...
as jaune was having his face covered with makeup, his parents and their friends were having a conversation outside the xiao long household.
"...do you think its fine leaving him here?..." Said Taiyang.
"Maybe, you promised you'll keep him for a bit. "
Blane said.
"Weell...so im also sure you promised that, Tai" said Melina crossing her arms.
"yes... yes, I'm sorry for this, but... do you think he's going to take this well?... i mean i said one thing when i was drunk..." something in Taiyang said that this was unfair and he should not have told them that.
"Tai, are you going to take back the promise?" Summer said while tapping his shoulder.
'I guess not' he sighs
"Okay Tai, keep jaune out of trouble, he's a little heart racer that one" Melina said already leaving the area.
"Yes, thank you for doing this just follow him or what not, oh, if he gets his hands on a sword he wont let go of it until lunch or dinner." Blane said following his wife.
seeing them waving their hands he waves back defeated.
His promise was to take care of their son for 2 months, so they can go back to being a huntsmen and huntress.
...
3 weeks goes by, he got a call from them saying they found somethings that would look good on their walls.
...
then 5 weeks.
...
then 2 months went by... and the call.. went silent...
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<1 year later...>
In front of a empty home of the arc household, there was a black haired boy swinging his sword... alone.
...
*slash* down
'98'
*slash* down
'99'
*Slash!* down
'100...'
*breaths in*
*breaths out slowly*
jaune walked back towards his cabin after looking at his blade he sheathed his sword.
going inside, he crossed the hallway of his home going toward his father's room, he looked at all the old weapons and their history on the hall, until he came to a weapon rack for the sword he's carrying and above the rack is a painting of his great great grandfather from before the war. (ei pic, painting style)
<flash back>
in a dream he's had sence he turned 6, was a depiction of a man standing alone with a sword rested in the ground looking at an entrance of two great mountains.
<flash back end>
'...why are you standing? and where's the area you are standing at?'
he heads to his room looking at his posters, his books, his games, and his scroll on the desk, placing the sword down, he picked up his scroll with the same recording on it, reminding him the second time.
[hopefully...yes that's- oh *ahem* jaune, um, this recording is me telling you what my grandfather told me, *sigh*... when i was growing up my grandfather once said to me... we come from a long line of warriors sence before the great war... he told me that.... he said that we the Arcs fight the evils of darkness so others can see the light...I don't know what the light is, when I looked at the history of our family, we were only in the great war, and blonde... so I guess he said that to make me feel good and prideful of our old family... so i went to combat school, but before i went to beacon, he passed...*breath in*
So whenever I was dodging through grimm and non-grimm attacks, I would think of those words, with how much strength it gave me when i protected them from grimm... it's a special kind of feeling... I married your mother when we retired with being huntsmen, when we had you and that was the best day I've ever had]
[...Assuming you're still watching jaune, *baby crying noise* oh that's you... um jaune when your feeling lonely, just remember... you have us. *baby crying louder* I got to go, *whisper* moms not home*heh* I hope this scroll video helps *smirk*] end.
**rain drops hitting window**
'...we fight the evils of darkness, so others can see the light...'
'that would have worked on me, if you told me yourself... now i have aura unlocked and my semblance to amplify it, but you are not here to celebrate with me...'
*knock knock knock*
*front door opens*
"hey jaune?, you in here?" *echo*
Hearing Taiyang walking towards the room he's in, he closes the scroll putting it in his drawer.
walking out the room he sees Taiyang waiting for him.
" *sigh* I know you don't want to leave jaune, but sorry, I can't leave you here alone."
"I know... im ready to go"
getting up he grabs crocea mors, this is what he's taking with him to his new home.
looking in the dark hallway of his home.
'...bye'
he closed the front door, following Taiyang xiao long.
while walking he hears Tai saying something.
"I didn't know you Arcs were blonde... pretty cool"
"... something about it being genetics that made our hair blonde... now we have black hair"
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<4 months later, in the far parts of the patch woods>
a boy is seen running through the dark and snowy forest, coming to a stop he scans the area around him, listening in changes in noise...
*wind coming from the west*
*snow falling from a tree*
*crow cawing in the distance*
*crunching snow from behind...*
'...'
*breaths in slowly*
*snap*
*slash*
Hearing a twig snap from behind him, he draw his sword faster then he can blink and decapitated the young beowolve.
*thud*
*breaths out calmly as vapor escapes his mouth*
looking at it for some time as it disintegrates I sheathed my sword and i move on with finding another.
I've been doing this for a month, finding lone beowolf grimm and to train and improve my sword skills but mostly his semblance.
My first kill was just another lone and young beowolf.
'... it's a start for today i guess, but more will show if I head in deeper anyway'
running through the woods for an hour I see another beowolf wandering the woods as I don't stop running I kill it without it knowing and i keep running to the areas of the woods were more grimm is seen.
Stopping near an opened area of the woods after seeing 3 more I head in.
snow crunching under his shoes he gets ready for another fight, but with more grimm he'll have to be careful if he didn't have aura... but With a sword and his amplifying, he knows what he can do.
More aura was being placed on his feet for speed, and his sword was ready, all he needed was to amplify the aura on his feet.
*breaths in*
'amplify'
*step- rush*
as snow under his feet is blown away from the quick burst of speed, he's already at the first grimm, slicing behind it's neck, and before it can touch the ground, another burst of speed from aura was all it needed to stab the other in its chest, ripping the sword out I see the other... looking at me... afraid?
Why are you...afraid.
*growling!*
*Step!-crack!* the ground shaped by his foot after the small burst of aura blew away any snow behind him, leaving it clear with grass.
*slaash!*
*...thud*
after it died... right, it didn't die, it doesn't have a soul... it just returned to darkness, were it belongs, were they all belong.
Guess im really just doing this to take all my anger on the grimm...
*crow cawing in the distance*
<30 minutes later>
*Roar!*
'?'
*tang!*
after blocking an attack from the elite beowolve, I'm starting to get the hang of it, remembering all its basic attack patterns, and whatever it thinks of, it tries to attack by jumping in the air but I'm not sure why, does it give it more speed?, more power?. if anything it's small amount of bone armor is what make him a better fit for beowolves, the ones I was fighting were younger, less experienced and not armored.
Thus is this situation, *tang* blocking with the sword and kicking the grimm, it has the same attacks as any of the younger ones had.
*sigh*
*Growlin-*
*slash*
watching it fall was pretty pathetic, if anything it probably just hid all its life, and only fought me because of the fact I'm seven.
'I'm tired'
him using amplify was tiring for both him and his aura, it will make his reserves high and arua stronger but once it ends he gets all that taken away with a more normal aura for his age.
looking at the direction of home I start walking, with his aura already regenerating.
After 1 hour of walking, making it there I see in the distance the xiao long household, the lights are out.
running closer I jump on the tree close to the household and make it to the window, opening it quietly and making it inside without noise.
'perfect stealth i might say'
"Woooh, Is that a sword" a small voice is heard beside him and he looks and sees two silver eyes looking at his Sheathed sword on his hip.
"...ruby?"
"Yeh?" said the distracted black and red tiped haired girl.
"what are you doing in my room?..." Said the confused boy thinking he was as quiet as a ninja.
"hmm, um...this, can you read me this? my dad can't..." she said holding out a book.
looking at the book cover in her hands was the story of, the girl who fell through the world.
"I can't ruby... *haa* I'm tired, and I'm going to bed"
"...but... why not?" now she has tears on the sides of her eyes as she backs away slowly.
"...*sigh*..." i facepalm looking at the now going to be sad face of ruby.
"okay...just this once ruby..."
"Thank you Joan!"
"it's jaune..."
"what did I say?"
I give in, placing my sword and cloak down and going to ruby and yangs room with me bringing the book she gave me.
Watching as she gets ready and tucked in the bed I sit on the chair next to it, opening the book with the same story my mother used to read to me, with the same Start and the same End.
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...
when jaune was done reading the story for ruby and not noticing yang going in the same bed with her, they slept and now the tired eyes of jaune went to his room falling on the bed and closing his eyes he slept.
...
...in a world jaune knows... it looked clean with the tall green grass... behind him was the biggest mountains he's ever seen... a man was standing with his back away from me looking at the mountains...
Him turning around I was more convinced, he's my great great grandfather.
He looked at me with tired eyes.
Slowly, I opened my mouth but nothing was said, and his ancestor turned back to the mountains.
When I thought I was going to leave again he said something finally.
*echo* "your not ready..."
'...'
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...a boy is seen sitting up from their bed zoned out looking at the sheathed sword leaning on the wall by the window.
"..what?"
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<1 month later in the forest far from home>
'amplify x2'
The sword cleaved through two elite beowolves with one more beowolve readying another attack but failing after losing sight of his target, only to find a sword though its chest sliding up to its head, ending its existence.
*thud*
snows gone and melting, trees now looked more dead when snow didn't cover them,
walking for another 40 minutes he finally gets a grimm that isn't a beowolve, one Ursa.
it stands 8 feet tall reaching at a small animal in a tree frozen in fear, it doesn't see him.
Let's try amplify x2 out again, it's use is expensive but powerful.
*breaths in*
Making a stance for a fast movement.
*hissss's out teeth slowly*
'Amplify x2'
The ground cracked by his foot when he didn't move his aura and the Ursa finally caught on and charged at him while shaking the ground with every step, he took his step and all dirt behind him was blown away... he can finally move like the trainee hunters he's seen fighting at that mistrial region tournament.
*Roaring!*
*slas-tang!*
'...'
Being blown away 30 steps wasn't what I expected when I blocked, but it shows I need aura for strength then for speed.
*flip*
After landing he steadied himself, feeling the impact reverberate through his small frame. The Ursa, growled and charged again, each massive step shaking the ground. He could feel his hand numb from blocking it.
'what would you do?' he thought. 'Focus on your training he'll probably say...'
The Ursa's claws gleamed in the dim light as it lunged. Jaune dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding a swipe that would have cleaved him in half.
'Amplify x2'
This time, he leaped towards the Ursa's side, his sword slicing through the air. He aimed for its leg. His sword connected, but the Ursa's thick hide absorbed most of the impact, but hitting it made the Ursa stagger down to its knees.
'My arua feels strained' Jaune thought.
The Ursa roared in pain and turned, trying to crush him with a backhand swipe. Jaune ducked and rolled behind the creature. His breath came in short gasps, and he could feel his aura depleting rapidly to its base for using amplify x2.
He can't defeat it yet with x2 He took another deep breath and planted his feet firmly.
With a burst of speed, Jaune shot forward and ran.
'maybe next time'
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<2 hours later>
Jaune prowled silently through the dense foggy woods.
The cool night air was filled with the rustling of leaves and the distant calls of nocturnal creatures. Clad in a simple cloak, an old family sword strapped to his hip, he moved fast, his eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of Grimm beowolve as they are the most common he's seen.
Jaune didn't do this for bravado or heroism. His parents were gone—he didn't need to know why. He felt he had no place in the warm, xiao long household. Instead, he found solace in making the grimm disappear. His resolve was like iron: to kill every Grimm he could.
the stories of heroes and warriors, had been something he'd think of as naive. His training was a mix of killing grimm and learning their weaknesses from whatever is written in books, each night spent honing his skills. Tonight was no different. The cold, focused determination that pushed him forward was something natural to him.
As he moved deeper into the woods, a distant noise caught his attention—a faint, howling was heard, His eyes narrowed, as its probably an alpha beowolve with a pack and so he adjusted his course, drawn toward the sound. His footsteps were soft on the forest floor, his senses sharp as he approached a small abandoned barn the structure was decrepit, leaning precariously with age, but that wasn't what held his gaze.
'...yang?'
In the moonlight, he saw one small figure 30 steps away by a pack of Beowolves. An older girl with bright yellow hair stood in front of a red wagon, her body trembling but her stance was protective. The sight sparked something in Jaune, he's angry but also scared for them.
'amplify x2'
Without hesitation, he unsheathed his sword, the blade catching the moonlight. He moved quickly, There was no room for doubt, no place for hesitation in his mind. These were his woods—where Grimm threatened.
The Beowolves sensed his aura, turning their snarling faces toward him. Jaune's eyes were narrow, devoid of fear or emotion. Sliding in between the 8 grimm and what he wants to protect He raised his sword, stepping into a protective stance while grabbing his Sheath, Mechanical noise of gears turning and sliding of metal his Sheath turning into a shield.
*clack*
"Back off" he said, his voice cold and steady. He didn't wait for them to respond with a burst of speed. His sword cut through the air, stabbing the nearest Beowolf with brutal precision. The creature couldn't howl without a throat, ripping the sword out the side, Jaune pressed the attack, his movements quick and efficient.
*burst*
The blonde girl's eyes widened as she watched a boy she thought was lazy and quiet kill a grimm in front of her.
but Jaune was to focus. His eyes was entirely on the Grimm, each swing of his sword was brutal, each block with his shield was heard with scratched metal. He moved like a machine, driven by a relentless need to destroy these creatures.
*Crack!*
The alpha lunged at him, and Jaune sidestepped, his blade flashing as he struck. He channeled aura into the strike and aimed for the alphas exposed neck, cleaving the blade in with all his might.
*slash!*
The creature was blown away 20 steps, cut in half across its side armor. Jaune turned, his expression impressed but as quickly he felt the impact of claws against his shield, the force pushing him back.
<...few minutes later>
*thud* another grimm down.
*hah, hah..haah*
'Amplify x3'
his arua might have increased but he hasn't used this yet as it's the most demanding of his aura and his body.
and so he moved to the next target and another as Beowolve after beowolve went down.
The fight was swift and brutal, Jaune's movements were now slow with the last 3 grimm meters away.
Finally the last 3 Beowolfs snarling as they looked at him. Jaune stood still, his breathing was in gasps, his tired eyes scanning the clearing for any remaining threats beside them, he readied his weapon and shield.
But before he can do anything, a scythe cut through the grimms bodys.
he lowered his sword and shield looking at the man... he heard his name from ruby once.
'guess... that's...him-' *thud*
*distant echo* "jau-!"
'I'm tired...'
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<1 minute later>
yang still holding the boy close, "Thank... you," she said quietly, her voice trembling.
Jaune collapsed but was still holding his sword and shield.
"Yang!" then her uncle hugged her after clearing the area, and then she cried, and cried.
"yang...how's ruby and jaune" Said her uncle.
"She's... fine... im sorry, jaune" she said between breaths and sobs.
"it's fine, it's okay firecracker, it's alright"
As he said the comforting words, it took a second as he looked at the dead grimm around him, he counts at least 10, then he looked at the boy who's unconscious, with a single thought he questioned at his friend's son.
'what kind of kid did you guys raise...'
The moon shone coldly above, its pale light casting a silvery path through the dead trees.
In the darkness of the subconscious, jaune found his purpose. In the silence in the faces of those he saved, of what it meant to protect something he holds dear.
He's the last of his family, a Remnant.
The last Arc.
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