What if Jaune died… and someone else took his place that died somewhere else. (A soul swap without the other soul... Sorry but Jaune's soul is gone.)
This is a pet story I'm writing this story when I have writers' block.
some parts will be rushed due to the curse of writers' block.
WARNING! Gore... Death (People will die)... Racism (Don't judge)... PTSD... and multiple other things will appear in this story. (Sorry but, buck up... stop having tiny heart syndrome)
*Combat class*
"Jaune Arc and Yang Xiao Long, Please make your way to the arena." Prof. Goodwitch called them to spar, as they took their ready spots she called the match to start. "Fight."
"AHHHHH" Yang went flying towards Jaune with a flurry of punches, Jaune have been able to block them but it is taking a toll on his aura. So he took the offensive, swinging his sword making Yang block and dodge away. "You fight pretty well vomit boy." She teased.
"You are a better fighter than myself we both know that… but I will fight you will my last breath." Jaune spoke charging at her with his shield at the ready. The fight was going well Yang was taking it easy on Jaune after all, but Jaune made a fatal mistake. He swung his sword almost hitting her, but a shine of gold fell to the ground. Jaune froze; as he stared at the shine… he realized what it was…. Hair…. A lot of it, Jaune whipped his head towards Yang and saw her hair was shorter…. Way shorter.
"What's the matter vomit boy?" Yang asked, wondering why Jaune just froze… until she felt a slight wind… against her neck. Her hands go up to feel her hair, from the top going down she feels it is still there but….. When she reached her shoulders her hair, stopped.
"Yang…. Please just stay calm…"
"You…."
"Yang."
"You…." her body shaking with anger…. No rage, pure rage. "You…MONSTER!" Yang screamed with a swarm of hellfire flying off her body. In her blind rage, she charges Jaune, slamming her fists against his shield. Until *CRACK* the deafening sound of bone breaking fills the room, Jaune's arm goes limp; Falling towards the ground, with Yang straddling him punching him.
"Xiao Long, Please control yourself." Prof. Goodwitch yells, as her team runs down to her trying to pull her off him.
"DIE!" Her scream pierces the air, as one punch flies towards his chest… *Slow motion* Jaune sees the fist fly towards his chest, Knowing that this punch would end his life. His soul leaves his body to go find a new soul.
*Earth….. Afghanistan…. 2019….*
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"COVERING FIRE"
Jaune walks through the battlefield before him, humans and other humans fighting with guns "No aura…. No Swords, shields, bows, nothing from my world." He walks through the battle, looking at the very warrior, some falling with holes in their bodies, others on the ground reloading. Until he sees a name… a familiar name. "Arc" Jaune walks over to the man with the same name.
"Arc!" as his name was called another man came around a corner spraying bullets at said person. As a bullet flies towards him *Slow motion* the bullet flies slowly towards his head.
"Do you want to live?" Jaune asked him, his eyes go wide as his body goes limp all he could say was…
"Yes," his life on earth is gone….
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*Beacon….. Medical ward…. Jaune's room*
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE DIED!" Jaune's partner yells at the doctor.
"Like I said, Ms. Nikos… He died on the operation table…. We revived him, but he is…. Different." The doctor left the room, Pyrrha walked to Jaune's room walking past a crying Team RWBY and Team (J)N(P)R.
"Jaune is looking like he is suffering from PTSD, but from how we examined him he sounds like he has had it for years…." Pyrrha replayed what the doctor said to her over and over. "He will never be the same…" As Pyrrha walks into Jaune's room she sees him sitting there on his bed awake. Both of the teams run inside, Yang sprints to him and hugs him with all her might. Jaune pushes her away and stands up. Jaune was slow almost like he was waiting for something to happen. Pyrrha recognized it.
"Jaune…." She whispered as she walks over to him. "Jaune…" her hand touches his shoulder, he jumps and spins around. Wide-eyed, tense, almost wanting to… attack. "Jaune, they are releasing you, I'm taking you to our room."
"Roger." His words were short and pointed. It surprised them, how forward he is. "Lead the way, Nikos."
"Ok…" Pyrrha leads him to their dorm room. "Do you remember which one is your bed?"
"It's fuzzy," Jaune replied as he sat down upon a bed.
"From left to right there is Ren, Nora, Your bed, then the one you are sitting on…. Is mine." She whispered the last part.
"I see." Jaune stands and takes his hoodie off along with his armor and boots, revealing his sculpted body "Pyrrha…." His voice is low "I'm going to share the bed with you." when he finished speaking he climbed into the bed going to the far side making room for her.
"Jaune! What do you mean!" Pyrrha yelled as her cheeks turned a bright red
"Pyrrha….Please…. I'm afraid to sleep." His voice shaking, Pyrrha gives him a caring smile.
"Let me get changed." Pyrrha gathers her nightwear and goes to the dorm restroom.
* a few minutes later*
As Pyrrha stepped out of the restroom in her light red nightgown, as she climbs into her bed Jaune wrapped his arms around her "Thank you" Jaune whispers into her hair before falling to an almost blissful sleep.
"You're welcome" Pyrrha smiles, before snuggling into Jaune's chest.
*Jaune's Dream: Afghanistan; patrol mission outside Kandahar city.* **Que Five finger death punch: Coming Down.
Arc and his team are walking with rucks through an out skirting village. There are eleven soldiers and one interpreter with them, the lead team signals to halt. Arc runs up to the leadership team. "What do you see?"
"Possible Foot mobiles and one light skin vic."
"Let's move around."
"Roger" the lead team leader motions for everyone to pick up and start moving. They start to move in a different direction until *Bang…. Crack* one of the soldier's falls limp…. Then another, and another…. One by one they all started to fall blood flowing from their bodies. Arc stares at the bodies than his own hands….. "!" his hands are stained red, along with his clothes…. His eyes avert up to see multiple people surrounding him in black gowns and little ones in black suits and dresses…. "No…..No…. It wasn't my fault…. It wasn't my fault!" His body shakes…. The bodies start to rise up their eyes black as night, faces torn showing monstrous fangs.
"YYYYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU…KKKKKKIIIIIILLLLLEEEEEDDDDD UUUUUUSSSSSSS" the corpses claw at him "TTTTTTTTTRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAIIIIIIITTTTTTTOOOOOOORRRRRRRRR" their black eyes start to have a dark red glow. "DIE, DIE, DIE!" in his hands an M9 handgun appears, so Arc takes aim…. And fires
"DIE!" is bullets pierce the skulls. "DIE!" Every shot shakes his heart. "DIE!" his soul. "DIE!" his eyes fly open scaring his teammates, along with almost every hunter and Huntress in training on the floors above…. And below his own. "DDDDDIIIIIIIEEEEEE!" His body shoots up, clutching Pyrrha to his chest pointing his sword at every direction. Pyrrha was jolted awake by the noise and movement, Jaune was panting, shaking, cold with sweat, his hand gripped onto Pyrrha's arm with enough force to bruise her. "Stay back!... You ghazi motherfuckers!"
**End of Song**
"Jaune!" Ren called to him trying to calm him down.
"Stay back Gink!" Jaune aims his sword at him. The door burst open revealing Team RWBY with their weapons at the ready. "I said STAY BACK!" Jaune's swords point still aimed at them.
"Jaune…. Please calm down…." Ruby spoke softly.
"Please, just calm down," Blake asked. Jaune's eyes peer at her with hate, then shift to one tall figure standing beside her.
"Jaune…. Please, you have to calm down." Yang pleaded. Jaune's eyes stare at them with hard angry battle lust, eyes that sent chills down their spines…. The eyes of a killer, a murderer, a man who has seen, suffering.
'Scary' they all thought. Jaune was about to yell again, but a pair of hands grip his head and pull him into a gentle embrace
"Κάμω ε ε ε…
Νάνι μού το νάνι νάνι
κι όπου μου πονεί να γιάνει.
Νανι το, που να το χαρώ,
σαν η ελιά το φύλλο.
Σαν τα πουλάκια το νερό
και τα βουνά τον ήλιο.
Ε ε ε ε…,
Κάμω ε ε ε…
Νάνι μού το νάνι νάνι
κι όπου μου πονεί να γιάνει.
Νανι το, που να το χαρώ,
σαν η ελιά το φύλλο.
Σαν τα πουλάκια το νερό
και τα βουνά τον ήλιο.
Ε ε…. ε…. ε…"
As her soft voice slowly calmed him down, her soft voice calling him to grow calm, for him to…. Sleep. "Pyrrha…. Am I a monster?"
"No Jaune….. You are a man, the man I fell in love with." She places a gentle kiss onto his forehead.
"What if I told you…. he died when on that table…. I was born again, in these arms." Jaune whispers before falling asleep again.
I hope you like the story. I went OC with Jaune, giving him a different personality.
I hope you like it.