A/N: It's been a while since I've done something different, So I thought to myself "Hey, what would be kinda fun to write?" So, I came to this conclusion. A time travel fic. I know, I know, it's been used WAY too much, but I still wanna give it a shot but with a twist. I might add music stuff to it. "But Syn, don't you already have the musical bastard for that?" Yes I do person in the audience, but I will only put in music for the plot escalation. You'll see what I mean later. As for the ship, I will use my favorite that happens after volume 3. Anyways, you're probably bored of my talking. So, onwards to The Time Traveling Bastard!

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It's been a few years since the fall of beacon and a month since the end of the world. How, you may ask? Simple...

We lost everything...

Our homes, our schools, our friends, our loved ones...

Our families.

I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself. I'm Jaune Arc, short, sweet, rolls off tongue, ladies loved it, and I am the last man standing, the only person alive.

But my job has yet to be over, For I have yet to kill the Fall maiden wanna be or the salem witch herself, but I will. After all, I made a promise.

Once I'm done, I can finally go back to them, my friends

So i've searched, and searched to find them, and have them in my sights.

Right now, I see them walking around in the scorched plains, an easy shot for dumb prey, but they are not dumb prey, they are smart.

But like prey, they will die like animals. My best friend and second partner left me a gift before passing on.

An M1903 Springfield sniper rifle, painted white and gold with the Arc insignia on the stock. Well, that and an old brown hood.

My first target is the maiden, cocky but not smart. She stoped thinking when she got her power.

I'm on a small hill about two thousand yards out, with only my sniper and two clips of ammo. This'll be a peice of cake.

I look into the scope and aim for the heart of the maiden, what's left of it anyway.

I slow my breathing and slowly inch my index finger to the trigger. I see them slow their movment as if they were waiting for me.

If they're waiting for something to happen then i'll kill the bigger threat first.

I quickly switch targets and aim for the witch's heart, "If I miss, this is gonna suck" I hold my breath and pull the trigger.

It seems they were expecting me to kill the maiden first, good, I caught them off gaurd.

My shot flies through the air and hits the witch where her heart is supposed to be. But she is still standing, barely.

Good, I want her to witness her pyricc victory, because even if I lose, I win.

I load my next shot into my rifle and fire at the maiden this time. I know it wont kill her, but it will weaken her aura a little.

I hit her aura directly, which is what she was expecting. I keep firing until i'm out of dust rounds.

Well that should have cut her aura down a little, maybe a fifth.

Maidens have more aura than huntsmen and huntresses used to have.

Lucky for me, i'm no huntsman. I'm Jaune Arc.

I step out from behind my cover and draw my sword, good ol Crocea. Then I place my trusty rifle on my back. Y'know what? I have yet to name my rifle. Eh, I'll figure it out later.

I walk towards the maiden slowly to make her do one of two things. Make her rush me, or get her to try and talk about all the stuff she did to make me mad.

Well, she didn't rush me, how about that. Once I'm about 5 yards away I start to talk "Well, is the maiden starting to use her head? No, she wouldn't do that, she didn't have brains to begin with." That last comment seemed to aggravate her.

"Have you gone insane or are you just trying to make me mad before I squash you like a bug?" She says trying to aggravate me. Lucky for me, I had a druken crow be my life coach for the past few years.

"Sorry, I only speak to sentiant beings. Come back to me after you grow a brain instead of a nice pair of legs." I say with a smirk and a wink.

The old crow taught me three things. One, being drunk on the battlefield gets you killed, being drunk off the battlefield keeps you from killing yourself. Two, if women make you mad, like ice queen, Roast them. And finally, if you're gonna treat a Rose, treat them right.

I think that leg comment made her mad. She rushes me with her dual swords and sends a flurry of slashes and stabs at me. I block most of them with a few injuries here and there, nothing aura can't fix.

By the time she's done she looks a little worn out. "What's wrong, you look a little tired? You can't handle my manliness?" I say making fun of her. If I can't hurt her physically, I'll damge her pride and work my way up. I am one sick son of a mother. What? I refuse to call my mother a bitch.

"Will you shut up and die already!?" Cinder says with eyes full of fire.

Perfect, just according to kiekaku, I mean plan.

I take my canteen off of my belt and throw it at her."Catch, Bitch!" She simply lets it hit the floor with a confused face, then starts laughing.

"This was your plan!? To throw a canteen of water at me?! This is just rich! Any last words?" She says with a 'Triumphent' smirk

I smile and pull out a bullet that has the word 'Maiden' on it, and load my rifle with it. I chuckle, "Suprise, Bitch." Who said the canteen had water in it?

I aim at the canteen and fire, and what I see is probably the most beautiful sight I've ever seen.

I see an explosion the size of a large truck hit her, and my god was that satisfying. I see that she's not dead yet, so I walk over to her body with my hair covering my eyes so she can't see them, with a wicked smile on my face.

Another thing the drunk taught me was intimidation.

"Hey Ozzie, ain't that just a beautiful sight? What do you mean 'I can't take my time'? Oh yeah, she is still alive. Well maiden, it's your lucky day. You get a quick death. See you in hell." That whole Ozzie bit was just to scare her in her final moments.

With a stab to the heart she dies. And her face was just priceless.

Onwards to the witch.

I walk over to where she was shot at and I follow a small trail of what looks like ink. Is that her blood? Gross.

Once I get to the end of the trail I am severly dissapointed, she's laying against a boulder with nothing more than a few beowolves defending her.

Well, to be fair I did slaughter quite a few before I got here to kill her and the maiden.

I quickly shred her guard dogs apart and begin to walk towards her slowly with the same wicked face, trying to instill fear into the woman who made fear itself.

"And then there was one. Congratulations, you destroyed humanity as well as the world. But you forgot one thing about the world. You're living on it, well, not for long." I say with the same wicked smile.

Y'know what? I'm gonna my rifle 'Witch Hunt' ,seems appropriate.

I grab 'Witch Hunt' from off my back and load a bullet that has one word on it.

'END'

"Well, I'll see you in the next run." I say without the whole evil look I had going on.

I shoot her in the head before she can say anything.

Welp, I guess it's time to go home. I start walking to where Beacon used to stand.

So I walk, and walk, and walk. You get it, it's a long trip.

By the time I get to beacons ruins i'm tired and I need a drink. So I go to where my old dorm room used to be and drink the night away like I used to.

I pick up the flask the old man gave to me as a gift, that old bastard was way too nice to me anyway. He was practically my uncle.

After emptying my flask I see my old guitar. It's gotten old but I think it's still in tune. I pick it up and play a few chords to check if it's in tune, and I'm happy to say it is.

Well, I guess i'm gonna do something I haven't done in years.

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Hurt - Johnny Cash

I hurt myself today

To see if I still feel

I focus on the pain

The only thing that's real

The needle tears a hole

The old familiar sting

Try to kill it all away

But I remember everything

What have I become

My sweetest friend

Everyone I know goes away

In the end

And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns

Upon my liar's chair

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair

Beneath the stains of time

The feelings disappear

You are someone else

I am still right here

What have I become

My sweetest friend

Everyone I know goes away

In the end

And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt

If I could start again

A million miles away

I would keep myself

I would find a way

Song end

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After finishing the song I pull out a bullet that has a word carved into it...

'Me'

I load the rifle and aim it at my head. "Well, it's been fun world, but I best be going. After all, I have to wake up from this nightmare eventually. See you later world."

I slowly put my finger on the trigger, then I pull it and the world goes black.

"Well, this isn't what I was expecting. I was expecting a long hallway with a bright light at the end but this is fine, I guess?"

Suddenly I hear a deep voice say " Would you go back before everything happened and fix it if you could? "

"Yeah, most likely. I'd probably get bored here, right?" I say hoping to get a little chuckle out omnipotent being

"You use humor to contain your sanity, that is good. It does get very boring around here so I wont waste your time. You may go."

"Go? Go where exactly?" With that a giant door appears in front of me.

" Go through the door to find that which you seek the most."

"Oh, thanks. Anyways, see you later?"

"That is not the best idea, i'm the god of death, fate, and time. It's not good to mingle with fate for too long."

"So yeah, see you in a bit." With that I walk through the door and I'm immediately blinded

It's still kinda dark, what the hell is going on? I mean, yeah it's warm but it's kinda unsettling. Well, that's probably because my eyes were closed, great job me.

I open my eyes to see that i'm in a room that i've seen before.

"Oh for the love of god, if this is all some lucid dream im going to kill myself."

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXHey guys, this is different. I mean, one minute i'm writing about Jaune sharing music with the world, the next we have this. I'm so proud of my twisted mind. Let me know if you guys enjoy. And I'll see guys next time. Cya