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After finishing my last RWBY fanfic, Big Brother: Ozpin, I honestly thought that was the last fic I would ever write. With as popular as it had gotten, I thought I would just depart on a high note.

But I caught the fanfic bug again, as you can clearly see here.

I tried a Pokemon crossover fic once before (with Neon Genesis Evangelion), and I dropped it after my NGE phase calmed down quite a bit. Now, with RWBY and Pokemon literally being my two main reasons for waking up in the morning, I decided to combine them. I want to make this the most unique Pokemon/RWBY tale I can come up with, and I hope that you will enjoy seeing the spotlight focused on everyone's favorite B-Team of Team JNPR and a unique new Pokemon from Sun and Moon.

Now, I present to you all: Pokemon JNPR Version.

Enjoy.

Everyone has a dream that fills their heart. A journey that they must take. A destiny to fulfill. As close as within your imagination exists a magical place where wondrous creatures with incredible powers help make these dreams come true:

It's the world of Pokemon.

People can capture Pokémon to be more than just pets. Human trainers and their Pokémon compete against others in amazing contests of skill and strategy. The best trainers one day become Pokémon masters. That's a dream that burns brightly for many…

But some wish for something more.

In a world full of a wide variety of life and soul, there are those who still cannot find a companionship in either humanity or nature. These people are driven to the extreme to fill the emptiness within their heart.

And sometimes, these searches for happiness lead them down a path that cannot be returned from…

My name is nothing.

He calls me nothing, but I don't know why. I am nothing to him.

This place is cold. That man is cold. He keeps me here, in this cell I despise. My siblings suffer in silence like me in pens outside side of the bars to my cell. They are in pain. They want my help, but I can do nothing for them. They are just like me. We share the same chains, the same helmets to hold our head down in shame. Our bodies are not our own. I am many at once, but one at the same time. I confuse myself. I should not exist, yet I live and breathe like any other.

I don't know why I exist, but I know other things.

I do not like this cell.

I do not like that man.

And I want to leave this place.

The empty silence of the underground chambers is met with the clashing of metal bars on cement, triggering the flashing red strobes of the alarm system. In the chaos of alternating darkness and crimson light, the shadow of a monstrous creature is projected onto the wall. Its crested head pivots from right to left as it checks for any incoming security drones before sprinting as fast as it can down the hallway, smashing its way through a steel door with its copper helmet meant to restrict its strength and speed. Though not biologically meant for this purpose, its fish-like tail increases its maneuverability like a rudder, helping it better make sharp turns down corridors. It runs up flight upon flight of steps, ascending from the depths of its creator's fortress to its upper levels high above the ground.

It encounters its first obstacle in the form of two non-sentient drones: human-like in shape, but their blank visor faces lacking any sort of expression. They raise their stun guns as the creature, but it knows better than to get struck by their blasts. It lunges at one and cuts it in half at the torso with the talons of its green, draconic front limbs, flinging its pieces at the other drone to temporarily disable it as it continues to make its escape. It zig-zags down hallways, desperate in its hunt for an exit until it reaches a dead end: a bottleneck room, with a large window overlooking the pine forest extending for miles outside. The creature turns back to go the way it came until it sees the glowing blue emanation of drone weaponry in the shadows.

If it stood its ground to fight, there was no chance of escape. There was only one option left.

The creature took a few steps back from the window, preparing itself for its first (and perhaps final) leap of faith.

Just as the drones closed in from behind with cattle prods to shock it into submission, it crashed through the glass and began to fall four stories down into the pine forest. It tasted its first morsel of fresh air, feeling the warmth of the summer night hit its black fur as it descended.

Whatever fate may await it upon hitting the earth, it would certainly be a better future than rotting away in that pen for a lifetime.

"Hey, Jaune… Jaune."

Jaune Arc could barely open his sleepy eyes as he rolled over in his bed to swat away the hand shaking his shoulder to wake him up. Yawning, he sat up and scratched at his blue sleepwear before giving his roommate a tired look. "Ren… I'd thank you, but if you couldn't tell I felt like sleeping through class today."

Sighing, Lie Ren put his hands in his pockets and gave him a blank look. "You know I can't let you skip today. I know you don't like the monthly progress battle, but you've slept through the last two. Glynda will probably fail you if you miss another one."

"Why do you have to be right?" Jaune groaned, pulling himself out of bed. He looked over his shoulder at a mound of sheets slowly rising and falling near where his head had been laying. "Wake up, buddy. Time for class."

The mound fidgeted for a moment, before a round yellow head poked out from beneath. The pudgy snake-like creature wriggled out and rubbed up against Jaune, fluttering its tiny wings as it waved its drill-like tail.

"Dunsparce seems more awake than you do, for once" Ren commented as the Pokemon fluttered down to the floor, slinking across the cluttered dorm room to its food bowl.

"Last training session went pretty well," Jaune said as he changed into his clothes for the day, "He managed to take out a small clan of Raticate without breaking a sweat."

"Then why worry about today?"

Jaune returned Dunsparce to his Pokéball, clipping it to his belt. "When you lose to a wild Pokemon, they don't catch up with you after class to mock you for an hour or so like Cardin does."

Unlike most other parts of the world, certification as a Pokemon trainer did not come once a person hit the age of 10 in the region of Vale. If one wanted to travel alongside a team of Pokemon, they would be required to attend Beacon Academy for twelve school years in order to become familiar with the rules and technicalities of Pokemon battling and care. Starting from simple concepts such as type match-ups and ending with intricate skills such as breeding families and EV training, anyone who went through the months and months of preparation at this school would be ready to take on any challenge the world of Pokemon might throw at them.

Like every trainer, Jaune Arc was given the opportunity to choose a partner Pokemon for himself upon becoming a first year student years ago when he came to Beacon Academy as a child. He still remembered that day clearly in his head: the hustling of parents trying to control their kids as they scrambled to choose themselves their very own Pokemon. There was a large variety to choose from, ranging from tiny Joltik that could fit in the palm of one's hand to large Onix that were ten times the size of their adolescent trainers. While most kids went for cool choices like Rhyhorn, Elekid and Bagon, Jaune found himself face to face with the dopey looking Dunsparce. He had remembered seeing the odd Pokemon in a picture book when he was little, and always had a soft spot for the snake.

Jaune's first years of school went very well. Being a non-evolving Pokemon, his Dunsparce was significantly stronger than the baby Pokemon owned by most of his classmates. By the time he reached his fifth year, signs of struggle began to appear. With his peers evolving their Pokemon, it became apparent that Dunsparce was no longer at the top of the pecking order. Jaune began to rack up a losing streak in battles, Dunsparce unable to keep up with stronger opponents. Though he was not failing by any means, he and Dunsparce were at the bottom of every battling class and it was taking a toll on his motivation.

If it wasn't for his friends, Jaune would have dropped out of Beacon years ago. Ren had been his oldest companion, having met the calm oriental boy the same day he received Dunsparce. The two had remained roommates since that day, and Ren had helped keep him on his feet when things got rough.

He was also a pretty decent alarm clock to boot.

"You didn't forget Dunsparce's Chesto berry this time, did you?" Ren asked Jaune as they entered their classroom. They took a seat in the back row, giving them the best view of the lowered battle arena where they and their peers would spar.

"He's got it," Jaune answered, patting his Pokéball, "I hope he doesn't decide to eat it early again. I made sure to give him extra food in his dish this morning to make sure he was full."

"Did you remember to eat yourself?"

"…I knew I forgot to do something this morning."

Rolling his eyes, Ren reached into his bag and handed Jaune an energy bar. "Good thing I brought this then."

"Gee, thanks mom," Jaune said with much sarcasm, unwrapping his breakfast.

"You'll thank me later."

As he finished stuffing the bar into his mouth, Jaune caught sight of a familiar face entering the room from the corner of his eye. Her bright red hair, kept up in a ponytail like always, was hard to miss. She noticed him waving and smiled as she ascended the steps to occupy the seat beside him.

"Good morning, Jaune!" Pyrrha Nikos said cheerfully as she scooted her chair in, "Are you ready for today's battle?"

"If I said yes, would you believe me?" Jaune said, trying to look confident.

Pyrrha's smile turned to a look of concern, putting her hand on his shoulder. "If Cardin tries anything after class, you know I'll be there to help."

The kindness of this girl still baffled Jaune. When the two had met as first year students, he hadn't really made the best impression. Before her, the only girls he had ever spoken to were his sisters and mother. Even with his awkwardness as he stumbled over his words, Pyrrha had giggled at him and stuck by his side. She had helped him train for years now, giving him tips and advice when they went out into the wild to level up their Pokemon or just when they were studying for exams together.

"Thanks, but he might have some of his pals with him today for backup. Last time you helped me out he and his Rhydon ran away with their tails tucked between their legs from you. Might come packing reinforcements."

"If needed, I will be there too," Ren added in, "I will also have Nora on speed dial if we need even more backup. She would be there in an instant, even if she has to leave in the middle of class."

"Hopefully she won't injure anyone by accident this time," Pyrrha sighed.

Jaune shrugged. "Pyr, its Nora we're talking about. Can't expect anything less than that. As long as one of those people is Cardin I don't really mind."

The classroom door clicked shut as an older blonde woman and her female Meowstic strode into the room. She adjusted her glasses, sitting on the top of her desk as her feline Pokemon stood firmly by her, its piercing yellow eyes looking over the students.

"Good morning, class," Glynda Goodwitch said, skimming through her roster list as she took attendance, "I expect that each of you are ready to participate today. If your Pokemon are not completely healthy, you may take a few moments to…" Glynda stopped mid-sentence, both her and Meowstic looking right at Jaune. "Well, it has been a while since I have seen you come to a battle session, Mr. Arc. I hope you aren't sitting way in the back to hide from being picked."

With most of the class now staring at him as well, Jaune felt the pressure building up. He looked at Pyrrha, then Ren, before standing up to defend his honor.

In hindsight, it probably wasn't the best thing he could have done for himself at that moment.

"Of course not!" he proclaimed with a hint of bravado, "I am more than ready for battle today! Heck, I am so ready that I might not even need to demonstrate my skill!"

Not impressed by his bluff, Glynda set her list on the desk. "I see. Then let us see if your battling expertise matches your words. You shall be going first today."

"…Say what now?"

Without the slightest desire to explain her decision, Glynda looked to the rest of the class. "Would anyone like to volunteer and test their mettle against Mr. Arc?"

"I will, Miss Goodwitch!" Immediately, a tall, heavily built young man raised his hand. He glanced back at Jaune, giving him a cocky sneer. "Jauney Boy and I haven't gotten to know each other for a while. He doesn't like to play anymore."

Jaune slammed his head into the desk in frustration. Of course Cardin Winchester had to be the one to humiliate him today. Any time that smug jock was given a chance to torment him (especially in front of a crowd), he would take it. Jaune could still barely believe the jerk was still bitter about that incident in sixth year…

Which was totally not his fault in any way.

Seriously, that was all Sky Lark's fault. That jerk was even more conniving than Cardin. Jaune never wanted-

"Mr. Arc!" Glynda said sharply, "Please bring yourself and your Pokemon down to the field so we may begin."

Sighing, he took a look of encouragement from Pyrrha and Ren before trudging down the steps, all eyes on him as he walked to imminent defeat. Cardin was standing with arms folded, already having sent out his Rhydon for combat. The rocky reptilian Pokemon grunted and smashed its fists together as Jaune stood across the field from it.

"Let's get this over with, I guess," he muttered. Taking Dunsparce's Pokeball from his belt, he sighed once more before tossing the ball. The small snake fluttered to the ground, turning to Jane and wiggling its tail. At least the little guy had enough confidence for both of them.

"Now," Glynda said, crossing her legs and clapping once, "Let the battle begin!"