Professor Arc

Oh BTW, I'm shifting around some ages here. Most likely going to have the girls be at eighteen years old and have Ruby at 16. Just a bump up so I can make the numbers align.

This is a simple Plot bunny

Here we go!

A blonde, tall man into Beacon Academy. The semester had not started yet, so he hadn't really been expecting anyone. Hell, he didn't even want to come back here. He still had nightmares of staying up for 48 hours to complete tests and Assignments, never again. But, after that incident on one his protection details, he was deemed too injured for service. Too injured, that was their way of saying another way of saying he had been stupid.

The last caravan he had taken had been bum-rushed by Grim, his fellow hunters were spread thin. He hadn't worked with them before, so it was hard to coordinate. They had gotten the job done, but he had to 'take one' for the team. That mistake cost him his job, and now he was saddled with this one. Dammit.

He sighed as he rubbed his left shoulder, where a large scar was. It reached from his neck towards his chest. 'Dammit it still hurts.' Walking down the hallway, he looked around the empty school. 'Beacon, changed quite a bit? Not bad Professor Oz.' A smile lit on his face as he started to reach for through his satchel, a gift from his old friend Rex. Rex was part of his original team. They had split ways after school, going to different countries.

His clothes were a bit patched. White, scratched and slightly dented armor under a brown jacket. Dark green pants with a lot of pockets and sown patches. His blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail and it slightly reached his shoulder blades.

'I swore I put them in here' he thought to himself as he rummaged through the worn folds. 'Old letters, Photo. Bandages, Notebook, Pens, Papers, some old trinkets, AH!' Grabbing the item, he pushed out a stick and bit on it.

Putting away the cigarette packet, he lit it with a small lighter, another gift. It was shaped as a bullet, a joke among them. Since, he didn't use guns, Obsidian had decided to give him one of her bullets, modified to be a lighter. He never got rid of it, and instead refilled the fluid whenever it got empty. It was sentimental.

Taking a small drag, he reached for his scroll. 'My office, 10:30' It said. It was 10: 20 right now. 'He's the principal now huh?' Before, he had just been his professor in Strategy and Application. And as his professor, he would kick his but up and down the aisle.

He spotted the elevator at the end and shook his head. 'beats taking the stairs' He knew what a pain that was to climb. He was glad Professor Oz decided to be sensible and install an elevator. Entering in and punching the top floor, he leaned against the elevator wall. Soft, classical music played in the background. Beowolf Chopin.

It made him nostalgic. Hanging around with his friends in his office, playing cards and chess. It was Ozpin who actually got him his first drink in celebration, the night he graduated.

The door slid open and he looked around. Gears were spinning around and he whistled in amazement.

"Love what you done with the place, Professor" He commented, walking into the door.

Ozpin looked up from typing at his computer and smiled. "Made some aesthetic changes." He paused. "I see you … picked up smoking, Mr. Arc."

Jaune took let out a puff and shrugged. "I picked it up two years back. When I was roaming around in Mistral. Was helping set up a trader route, when some of the people there gave me a couple packs in thanks."

His former teacher shook his head. "Well, at least don't smoke around the children. Glynda will kill you for that."

"yea..." Jaune rubbed his face. Glynda. His worst nightmare. He had barely passed all of his classes with her. She was a bit of a hardass, at least in Kyrie's words. "Not looking forward to that. But, about those small, innocent children"

Jaune walked forward, rubbing out his cigarette on his palm. It didn't burn him simply because his aura stopped it. "Why did I get this job. There are plenty of other useful things I could do. And there are, hundreds of better teachers than me. And-"

Ozpin raised his hand to stop him. "As much as I would like to hear your, from what I assume, numerous reasons for not being able to teach. It was your father who decided to do it."

Jaune felt his blood pressure spike. "Really? Than I'd like to talk to dear old dad. And ask him why the f-" Jaune stopped himself. "Why he would decide to intervene in my life now."

Ozpin sighed as he leaned back his chair, grabbing his mug. "I would give the emotional speech about connecting with your family-"

"Forgiving him. And the importance of maturity and so on." Jaune finished for him, crossing his arms.

Ozpin chuckled. "Yes, that. But I'll just tell you the real reason. Your youngest sister."

That caught Jaune's attention. "Is she alright? Did something happen?"

Ozpin nodded and grabbed his scroll. Pressing a few buttons and flipping the screen over so that Jaune could look. "She … forced her way into Beacon."

Jaune grabbed the scroll and looked down at the screen, reading over the contents. 'Her combat score is average but her strategic side is high. The rest of this, it's almost like she-' "Copied my transcript." He sighed as he dropped the scroll on the desk, it clattered loudly.

Ozpin nodded, taking back his scroll, stowing it away. "Yes. But I have decided to admit her anyways, erasing any evidence of the contrary or discrepancy."

"So, you told my dad."

"Your mother actually." Ozpin corrected.

Jaune shrugged. "She's more reasonable."

Ozpin snorted in agreement. "She convinced your father to let Josephine stay enrolled in Beacon. But, he wanted her trained up a bit."

"So, that's where I come in."

"I won't play favorites. Even if it's... her" Jaune trailed off. Remembering a small kid, toddling after him. Begging him to read stories for her. Making snacks for her, late at night. Taking her out to the circuis even if she was grounded. Better times.

"So, you'll accept the job." Ozpin asked, smiling knowingly. He had caught his words.

Dammit, this was why it was frustrating to talk to him. Jaune rolled his eyes. "If. If! I accept the job. I won't play favorites. I won't accept until I know exactly what's going on."

"What do you mean?" Ozpin asked, sipping from his cup.

'Playing it cool, huh' Jaune thought. "If you wanted Josie trained up, you'd just assign her to a higher caliber student with a good attitude. Like you recommended for me. But, no. You brought me in. An experienced hunter whose been in the field recently. " Jaune bit out the last few words. He placed his hand on the desk and looked into Ozpin's eyes. He didn't want to play the mind games right now. Not when Josie was involved. Even if he did trust Ozpin.

"Correct. You haven't lost your touch." Ozpin nodded. "I believe a rogue element, who we have been designated as Queen. Is planning moves on Vale."

"A terrorist group." Makes sense why he would be here. It would be killing two birds with one stone. Train Josie and bring in a reliable, as well as trusting hunter.

"An unknown terrorist group with power. Never a good combination. I don't want my students involved."

"Done." Jaune agreed. He had to admit, Ozpin knew how to choose the right people and push them in the right ways.

Ozpin pressed a button on his scroll and Jaune's scroll vibrated. Opening up, Jaune looked at the new documents on his scroll. "Group Tactics and Terrain examination. And Group Combat." Jaune raised an eyebrow.

"A new class."

Jaune chuckled. "Good, if you had me teach history. I think I would've been bored to death. Or just dead because Doctor O would've just killed me."

Ozpin chuckled as well, standing up. "I will show you to your classroom and we'll get to work on a lesson plan."

"You owe me Professor." Jaune added quickly, walking towards the elevator.

"I know." Ozpin agreed, following him.

'Oh man, this is amazing.' Josephine Arc thought to herself as she looked at Beacon. She couldn't believe she had gotten in, copying her only brother's transcript. She knew it was wrong but she really wanted to follow in his footsteps. He had barely gotten into Beacon and graduated. And now, he was leading people deeper into wilds and starting new settlements.

He was the reason why she used Libra, her chakram. And the reason why she didn't use bullets, because if he did it surely she could too. She struggle often, but she believed one day she could be called a true huntress.

'I wonder what Jaune thought when he was here.' She thought as she looked at the pathway towards Beacon.

She hadn't seen him in years. Ever since the family had moved into Vale and Jaune had gone off to go 'hunting.' Dad and Jaune had gotten into a huge argument and Jaune stormed off. It had been a bad time for the family. He called the house every so often, but not enough to really know what's going on.

But even still, she hoped to make a good first impression. She was wearing a light blue jacket and white t-shirt, that had protective material woven in. She chosen practical black pants, though her light blonde hair was let down, which reached her lower back..

'At least it'll be an interseting ye-'

Boom

Josephine jumped in the air in shock. Landing clumsily on her butt, she looked around to see what had caused the explosion.

'Spoke too soon.' She thought as she saw a rich looking girl yelling at a younger girl. How mean. She started her way forward, but stopped as she someone else, a black haired, bow wearing girl intervene. A couple words were exchanged and both the white haired and black haired girl parted ways, leaving the red hooded kid in the middle.

The girl, who seemed way too young for Beacon, flopped on the floor. Josephine shuffled her way forward, wondering if she should ignore the scene or go help. Her inner Arc won over and she walked over to the girl.

"A-are you alright?" She asked timidly. Though in her head she was berating herself. 'Great first impression, of course she's not alright.'

The girl blinked in surprise and it was than Josephine noticed she had startling silver eyes. She had a red cloak and hood with a large weapon on her back. It made for quite the contrast with such a cute face. Josephine smiled at her and held out a hand. "I'm Josephine. Josephine Arc. Nice to meet you."

The girl took her hand and helped herself up. "I'm Ruby. Ruby Rose. I'm um. New."

Josephine giggled. "Yea. So am I."

"Not the greatest first day." Ruby continued, brushing herself off. "Kinda embarrassing really."

Josephine waved a hand in mock disbelief. "Trust me. I've got better stories than just blowing a giant hole in the ground"

Ruby giggled as she smiled brightly. "Tell me."

And as they walked, Josephine started retelling the story of when she almost burnt the house down while baking.

Jaune leaned back in his seat, watching the proceedings. He was in a small lounge dedicated for teachers, kind of like a VIP room. Though most professors weren't even here. He had already set up his classroom and lecture notes for the first few weeks, Ozpin told him it was better to get ahead. And most likely, as with pretty much everything, Ozpin was usually right.

'Gotta admit though, civvies are way more comfortable.' He had taken off, and stored his armor. No need to wear it on campus. Instead, he took to tan slacks and a white dress shirt, with a black tie. Apparently, Ozpin wanted him to have some semblance of professionalism instead of looking like a slob.

He scanned the faces to look for his sister, every so often taking a drag. His mother would send him letters, keeping him up to date about his sisters. He knew that his 3 older sisters were now in Vacuo, working on a join mission. His younger sisters were in schools like Torchlight, their father's school. Or they would choose Titan, their mother's school. Only two of them went to other countries to study. But all of his family were hunters. Only Josephine had chosen to go to Beacon.

It was the kind of thing he hated about his legacy. Being an 'Arc' meant you had to be a hunter, no other life choices allowed. It weighed on him, it pressured him. He hoped that Josie didn't end up like him.

'Don't see her just yet. Is she late? She's usually good with directions' Jaune looked at the sea of crowds. He leaned forward, breathing out some smoke. He saw some special students, who were marked as exceptional. Pyrrha Nikos, Weiss Schnee and others. This class was stacked to put it lightly. Most freshman classes only had two or three battle ready students. But the average quality of this class was extremely high. They were way higher level than he was, as a freshman.

A tingling feeling on his neck alerted him of a strike. Leaning back, and away from the blow, Jaune's cigarette escaped Glynda's wrath.

"Smoking? Mr. Arc. How unsightly." Glynda growled as she stared at the smoke.

Jaune smiled weakly at her. "Well..."

"Put. it. out." the Witch bit out.

Jaune compliantly mushed it out, not wanting to suffer any wrath. "How have you been?" He asked politely, though he was silently looking for away to leave.

"Just fine. Mr. Arc. Though I see you have had much better days. Seeing as you are now teaching. A profession, I remember you calling, dull and boring."

Jaune chuckled nervously. "That was Kyrie's words not mine."

"Hmph" Glynda crossed her arms, her face in a scowl. "Well, I will send a call to Miss Traxx. But, for now, I hope you are prepared to teach your class."

"yes yes." Jaune replied wearily. "I set it up with Professor Ozpin already. Don't worry."

"I worry for the students. They need to be ready." Glynda looked out to the incoming freshman.

Jaune's eyes also looked towards them, but for a different reason. He spotted blonde, almost platinum, flowing hair. A familiar face and smile. Someone he wouldn't forget, Josephine. She was standing in the middle of other freshman, a bit timid, looking around nervously. It had been four years since he last saw her. He graduated at twenty, starting the Beacon at seventeen . He had been accelerated, always forced to push ahead. Even if he wasn't that good, even if he wasn't that determined. No, because his father called him up every week and ranted about the damn legacy.

'Sometimes I wish I wasn't an Arc' Jaune watched as Ozpin walked up to the back stage.

"my Cue to leave" Glynda said and quickly headed for the stairs to join Ozpin.

Jaune gave a small nod in acknowledgment but still stared at Josephine. She looked around nervously, but occasionally her eyes would linger on a girl in a red cloak. Friend? Or Acquitance? He rested his hand on his cheek and took out another cigarette. 'Whatever' He thought. But, he couldn't shake off that feeling of nostalgia. He had been like that.

Ozpin walked towards the mic and tapped it twice. And all the students perked up.

"Man. Headmaster Ozpin was a bit rough." Josie thought out loud, changing into her P.j's. A simple tank top and comfy gray sweats. She walked out of the bathrooms, which had been converted into changing rooms and quietly moved past the other freshman. The upperclassmen already had their own dorms.

The speech had made her a bit nervous, as if she wasn't already. Grabbing her sleeping bag from her luggage, she walked into the hall. 'Well I guess it's time to find a spot.' She thought to herself as she noticed a wave of people. She started picking her way through the haphazardly placed bags and blankets, avoiding the stray pillow here and there.

"Josephine!" A voice called out to her from the side.

She looked over and saw Ruby waving to her. She was sitting on her sleeping bag in an adorable tank top with a teddy bear on it. Josephine lugged her bag and herself over to the younger girl.

"So you're Josephine." The girl next to Ruby commented. She had long blonde hair with, what Josephine had to admit, a great figure.

"Yep." The youngest Arc replied. "I'm uh, Josephine Arc. You know... Freshman Huntress in training and all that..." She trailed off.

Ruby giggled on the side. "This is my sister Yang."

'Sister?!' Josephine blinked. "Oh nice to meet you"

Yang laughed. "Yea. Anyways, You hear anything about the tryouts tomorrow?"

Ah the tryouts. Jaune had written back to them about that, when he was still in school. "I think...' she tried to remember. "we have to go hunt for things. And we're supposed to partner up during that time. It's how they decide teams. Testing our combat skill and stuff."

"Oh." Yang seemd surprised by her answer. "You know a lot about that."

Josie shrugged. "My brother went here before."

"Nice" Ruby chimed in. "Is he a hunter already? Does he go out and help people and stuff!"

Josie nodded, a smile instantly on her face. She loved talking about her brother. "Oh yea. Last time we talked he was in Vacuo helping out some people. They're trying to expand and set up outposts. So he leads groups of hunters into the wild."

"Woooah" Ruby crowed. "So he's that good?"

Josie shook her head. "He's not a super fighter. But He's considered a tactician by most. They even gave him Honors for Team Leader at one point. For stopping some kind of invasion. I don't know the details though." She remembered Jaune, wrapped up in bandages, and his team receiving medals for doing something brave. It as a very quiet and small ceremony but the Headmaster at the time and one of the senior hunters were there.

"Hey. You know some people are tyring to sleep" Another girl came in. She remembered this was the white haired girl from before.

'Oh boy' She thought to herself. What had she gotten herlsef into, as the girls started arguing.

"Excuse me." A quiet voice called out from her right.

Josie looked over and saw another familiar girl from this morning. "Hello there." Josie greeted.

The Black haired girl, with a bow on her head, nodded to her. "My name is Blake. And you are Josephine right? Josephine Arc?"

She nodded. "Yea... It's kinda fun to keep reintroducing myself." She gave a smile.

Blake gave her a wry smile back. "Well. I was wondering. Your brother, Jaune Arc?"

Josie nodded.

"What weapon does he use? As a hunter?"

"My family heirloom. A sword and shield." Josie replied instantly. She had seen it on their wall for the younger years of her life. Than Jaune had been given it when he went to beacon.

"Oh." Blake replied in a quiet voice. She seemed to be looking at something faraway as if remembering something.

"Why do you ask?" Josie asked, now curious. 'What my brother's weapon was? That's kind of a random question to ask'

Blake shrugged. "I'm always interested to know other hunters."

When she shrugged, Josie noticed a small faint line from her neck to her chest, a scar. Blake must have seen some action before coming to Beacon. Blake bade her farewell and Josie looked to the other girls, who were still going at it. Josie sighed and laid out her bedrool.

She hoped tomorrow wouldn't be too exciting.

"HOLY CRAP!" Josie dove out of the way of a bear swipe. She had gotten down fairly easily. She used her semblance to slow her descent. But these Ursa were no joke. She grabbed Libra and spun it around in her hands. 'Shit shit shit ' She thought to herself. She had fought grim before. Trained really hard under her mom to fight, because she wanted to be a huntress. But, she never had a knack for it.

The day had gotten off to a good start too! She had a good shower, a good breakfast and grabbed her things. She had talked to Ruby and Yang on the way. She even greeted Blake! Than everything had gone wrong when they had met with the headmaster. He had FLUNG them into air for no apparent reason. Maybe he enjoyed throwing students into the air and watching the flail about.

But now here she was, in danger all over again!

She could probably handle an Ursa or two but this was Five of them! And they were all charging at her, she had to something quickly. Leaping backward, she flung Libra at one of the charging Ursa. Libra whistled through the air, cutting through the Ursa cleanly. Libra than started turning and coming back to her.

'it's not going to come back fast enough.' Josie thought to herself. She had to buy time. Diving to the side, away from three of the four remaining Ursa, she hopped she could dodge long enough to grab Libra again.

The remaining Ursa roared and ran at her, hoping to smash her down. Josie backpedalled, towards her Chakra, still spinning in the air towards her. The Ursa was only a couple feet in front of her. Josie reached out for Libra and prayed that it would reach her in time. The ursa swung downward, and Josie raised her left arm to block some of the blow.

Something, or rather someone with red hair, appeared in front of her

CLANG!

Josie grabbed Libra, which had finally returned to her. "DUCK!" She cried as threw Libra again. The girl in front of her ducked at her commands. Libra spun rapidly, cutting through another Ursa. One of the Ursa, of the remaining three, was slightly to the right. Josie reached out with her hand and focused on her Semblance.

'Now!' She thought and gritted her teeth. A small gust of wind pushed Libra to the right and spun right into the Ursa, embedding it into the Ursa's chest.

"Crap!" Josie groaned. 'I need to get it!' She looked at the remaining three ursa worridly.

"GO! I'll cover you" the Red haired girl called out. Josie listened as she started running to grab her weapon. The red haired girl was amazing! She ducked and weaved while striking back, all at once!

Josie finally reached her weapon, when the girl had killed two of the Ursa already. Josie flung Libra at the final Ursa, breathing out a sigh of relief as it embedded in the head of the Grim. As it fell so did Josie's adreniline rush. "Ohhh man." Josie sank to her knees and panted. She felt terrible.

A small squish and the girl had taken out Libra from the Ursa, Flicking it, to get the blood off, the girl handed it back to Josie. Josie gave a smile. "T-Thanks... Umm. I-I'm Josephine Arc." 'Dammit my stutter is coming back'

"Pyrrha Nikos." her savior replied. Josie finally got a good look at her. She was tall, like really tall for her age. And she was really pretty too, red flowing hair and cool green eyes.

"I-I umm. I guess we're partners huh?" Josie stuttered out. This was not how she expected meeting her partner. Having to have Pyrrha save her. Man that was so embarassing.

"Yep." Pyrrha held out her hand, a kind smile on her face.

Josie breated in, trying to calm her racing pulse. She grabbed Pyrrha hand and shook excitedly. This was it, this was her beginning. Her first step to being an actual huntress.

Ozpin sipped his coffee as he looked at his scroll, his cane hanging off his arm. Glynda had left to go prepare other teams, he had decided to stay with this one. After all, most of the students here were flagged for 'excellence' and special cases.

"how are they doing?"

Ozpin smiled. He had expected him to show up by now. He was not disappointed.

"She is doing fine." Ozpin replied.

Jaune sighed as he walked next to the headmaster. "Was I that obvious?"

Ozpin gave a tiny chuckle. "A little bit." Shifting his screen so Jaune could see. "She's been paired up with Pyrrha Nikos. I assume you've heard of her."

"Yea. High level. Almost eligible to be a huntress. Her Semblance hasn't been recorded though. For someone that prolific that's pretty rare." Jaune commented. It was true. Hiding one's semblance was abnormal, but not unheard of. But for someone of Pyrrhas fame, it was definitely strange. "She's good though. And..." Jaune watched as Josie took Pyrrha's hand with a nervous smile. The edges of Jaune's mouth twitched into a soft smile.

"She seems like a good fit." Jaune eyed Ozpin. "I assume you shot them into the same vecinity."

Ozpin nodded. "I dare say little Josephine might be better than you. She handled three grim quite effectively."

Jaune snorted. "Yea, that's probably a lot better than me. Kyrie took most of the kills."

"However" Ozpin continued. "She does lack a lot of confidence that you had."

The older Arc was silent, staring at his little sister. Lighting a cigarette he looked out into the forest. Confidence, something that he had. No, that wasn't it. It was pressure that formed motivation. Not confidence, but fear. Fear of failure. Fear of a light of things.

Not any more.

"That assignment you wanted me to look into. You said you had an eye on one of your students."

Ozpin nodded and tapped his scroll a couple times. "Yes, Facial recognition identified her. But judging by her actions as well as her background, it seems she has left the White fang entirely."

Jaune stiffened at the mention of the name. The hunter in him made his adrenaline pump, almost driving him to dive into the forest and eliminate a potential threat. He knew how dangerous the White Fang could be.

"Who is it?" Jaune's throat felt tight, rough.

"You actually may know her. I looked into your reports for Qrow when you were working with him." Ozpin turned over his scroll again.

Jaune looked at the person and after a moment snorted in amusement. "It looks like she got out like I told her. That little Kitty." Jaune blew out some more smoke. "I'll have to talk to her about her cover. And see if I get information."

"Jaune" Ozpin started. "Subtlety is a factor here. We cannot force-"

"I'm not going to act like this is the wilderness Professor." Jaune waved off Ozpin's concern. "She's a student at Beacon. I will treat her as such." Jaune turned and started to walk away.

"Do not let your past history cloud your judgement Jaune." Ozpin called after his former student.

"It's my past history that defines me right, Professor?" Jaune yelled back without turning.

With that Jaune left. Ozpin turned back to his screen and tapped it a few more times. Watching the eight students work together to fight the Deathstalker and Nevermore. Josephine was leading them quite well, and moving quite well. She grabbed Miss Valkyrie out of the way of a Deathstalker stinger. And even distracted it, away from Miss Nikos, with a quick throw. All the while shouting orders. Quick on her feet that one.

Jaune was right, she was better than him at this age. But. He watched as the Deathstalker fell off the bridge. The young arc fell to her knees panting heavily, she looked around slightly dazed. Unfocused.

A problem for another time. Ozpin tapped a few more button and changed towards the other fight. The other four girls were dealing with the Nevermore, quite an interesting strategy. 'Everything worked out in the end' He thought to himself. Indeed, he had thrown Nikos and Arc together, but he had not expected the Schnee heir and Ruby Rose to find each other. Either way, the teams were decided than.

Walking quietly, but swiftly, through the corridors, he looked at the nameplates on the doors. They had been electronically updated to match the team names. Josie was the leader of team JNPR. Honestly, he was not surprised. Ozpin always had a habit of valuing tactical decision making, rather than raw combat skills. It was why he had been chosen to lead team JRKO.

'So much to do, so little time.' Jaune thought to himself tiredly. He had set up his class and was in the process of deciding which dates to use the 'auditorium' as well as the fields. Teaching group tactics would require room and a lot of it.

'There it is' He spotted JNPR on the door, across from the room of RWBY. 'huh, two birds with one stone.' He thought to himself. He needed to visit RWBY as well. He would talk to Josie first, and than deal with his other matter. He stepped in front of the door and raised his hand to knock.

He paused as he heard giggling and laughing.

"Just put up a curtain. Here I'll help!" He heard Josie say.

"Thank you, Josephine." A boy said.

He heard rustling and movement.

"oh, oh. I can hammer the nails in. Let me!" An excited voice chimed in.

The boy stopped her. "No, Nora. We are not using Magnhild to put in nails. We'll just use a regular hammer here."

"aww" Nora groaned, dissapointed.

Another voice comforted her. "It's ok, Nora, We'll think of something for Magnhild later."
The boy sighed again. "Don't encourage her, Pyrrha. You haven't seen her-"

"Hey! Ren we promised not to talk about that." Nora cried.

Jaune paused and blinked. After a moment, he realized he had a smile on his face. Josie had gotten a fun team. That was good. Jaune wiped his hands on his pants, why where they so sweaty.

Letting out a fortifying sigh, he knocked twice on the door.

"I'll get it"

Jaune watched as the door opened revealing Pyrrha Nikos on the other side. She gave a kind smile. "Hello there. How may I help you?"

Jaune nodded. "Hi. I'm here to see Josephine Arc."

"Ah" Pyrrha turned and called out. "Josephine it's for you."

"For me?" Josephine's voice hitched as she turned from holding the ladder for the boy.

She turned and saw him. And time seemed to stop. She stared at him. Jaune stared back. Her eyes grew wide, mouth slightly open. Shock. That was what she was feeling rigth now, if Jaune had to guess. He had heard a lot from his mother, but had never really written them letters. He regretted that now.

Should he had told her before hand, instead of just showing up?

Josie walked forward, slightly in a daze. "Um." She started.

The elder arc kept a polite smile on his face. "Hello Josie. Been awhile."

"Y-yea." Josie nodded quickly. She clasped her hands and fluttered nervously. It made Jaune chuckled, she never lost the habit of twiddling her thumbs.

"Josie who is this?" The orange girl, he assumed was Nora, asked exuberantly.

"T-this is m-my o-lder brother, Jaune." Josie answered. She flushed red as she realized she was stuttering.

Jaune nodded. "I'm Jaune Arc. I'm now a professor here."

"You are!" Josie asked quickly. She turned quickly back to Jaune. Her eyes wide.

"Yep. Teaching Group tactics. I got injured on the last mission. So they transferred me here." Jaune continued on.

"You got injured." Josie reached out to him but stop, frozen. "I-. You never-"

Jaune felt his gut drop. He never wrote, never called, never really interacted them. In the rush, in the fighting he had forgotten them. That was his fault. And he really couldn't change that.

"Yea, I know." Jaune finished for her. He reached out to place a hand on her shoulder. Josie stiffened in response. It wrenched his gut, made him feel like punching a wall. Of course, he had no right to act like her older brother. He had gotten up and left. Not thinking about them. Dammit.

He let his hand drop and kept smiling. "I'll see you around. Good night Josie. It was good seeing you."

Josie nodded and stepped back. Pyrrha, sensing the mood, closed the door quietly. "Good night. Professor." She said.

Jaune stared Pyrrha in the eyes. He mouthed to her, "Take care of her."

Pyrrha nodded slightly, in acknowledgment. The door shut with a small click. He sighed. At least she was in better hands, better hands than his.

'Alright!' Jaune yelled in his head. He spun around towards the other door, blocking the meeting with Josie from his mind. He had developed a switch, after years of fighting grim. To switch focus.

He went towards the door, knocked on it quickly. He didn't bother to listen what was going on in this room.

He heard a couple of rustling, some groaning and complaining with each other. The door opened quickly to reveal the Schnee heir.

"Yes?" the white haired heiress looked at him. Eyeing him with confusion and curiosity.

Jaune looked past her and spotted his goal. She was unpacking her things onto a bookshelf.

"Excuse me?" Weiss asked again. "What are you here for?"

Jaune smirked at the girl. "Not here for you. I'm just here for a little kitty." He saw the certain kitten stiffen in response.

"Wha-" the white haired girl looked completely baffled by his entrance. But, it didn't last long as Blake moved swiftly forward, placing herself between Weiss and him. The other two girls, Ruby and Yang if he remembered correctly, noticed the shift and got up as well.

He ignored them in favor of staring into Amber eyes. He couldn't help it, he smirked. "Still drinking milk, little kitty?" He asked.

Blake glared at him. "Still invading people's homes I see, Idiot knight?"

He snorted in amusement. "Still relating everything to your little fairy tales?"

"Still have an obsession of using the word little?" She fired back, crossing her arms.

"Well, last time I saw you, you had little skill." He shot right back.

Blake bristled slightly. "That was some time ago."

Jaune shrugged. "I need to talk to you privately. Come on." He nodded towards his left.

Blake nodded quickly, she paused before taking off her Gambol Shroud and placing it on the desk nearby. "I'll be back guys .Don't wait up." She told her new teammates.

Blake exited and closed the door behind her. As she did so, Jaune heard JNPR's door click shut again. Oh dear, spying on a professor? Where were your manners, Josie?

Jaune ignored it however and lead Blake out and towards the main classes. The moon had risen in the night and it was a bit chilly. He was lucky he had worn a jacket. He saw Blake shiver slightly, and he rolled his eyes. He took off his jacket and dropped it on the girl's head.

She glared at him but put it on anyways. They were both silent until the reached his office. Huh, His office didn't expect to be saying that anytime soon. It was spartan, no pictures or anything. Just a desk, some files, boxes to be unpacked, two chairs on either side of the desk.

"You just moved in." Blake commented, eye-ing the boxes and messiness of the room.

"Yea." Jaune sat down at his desk and leaned back. Blake sat down across from him. They were silent for a moment.

"How long has it been?" Jaune asked.

"Three years. I was Fifteen than." Blake replied.

"Oh yeah." Jaune rubbed his chin. Man, that seemed so long ago.

"In Mistral. That strike you tried to pull."

"It wasn't a strike" Blake replied quickly. "It was to stop-"

"Labor abuses from the Cyan Company. A daughter company of the Schnee compnay. Yes, I know. It was already under investigation by authorities for Faunus abuse." Jaune yawned slightly before looking back.

Blake looked away. "I..." She started. "Never got to thank you for not turning me into the police."

Jaune crossed his arms and shrugged. "I'd done the same thing. But, it didn't change that you got people injured."

Blake looked down, her bow slightly bent now. Jaune chuckled at the sight. "Still a little kitty."

Blake glared at him, her bow now upright. "you're insufferable."

"Insufferable amazing, or insufferable funny?" He added. Oh, how he missed this. Messing with her when he first met her was quite fun. She had been injured, quite severely, in one of the explosions. He thought she was a worker until he saw Gambol shroud. He took her to his rented out apartment to interrogate her. Instead, he nursed her back to health, because she was too weak to even leave the bed.

So, she had to listen to him tease her. He had even gone so far as to read her book, which she had on her, out loud, acting all the parts. Suffice to say his interrogation tactics enraged her to no end. She even screamed death threats at him, which would have been scary if not for the fact that she had trouble even sitting up.

"I hope seeing you here." He started as Blake looked back up at him. "means that you took my words to heart."

In the end though, he had given her a long talk about violence, the methodology and ideology behind it. Proving to her, logically, that what the White Fang was turning not into a rights movement, but into a terrorist cell. Last time he saw her, she was in a daze, barely mumbling a goodbye before she staggered out of his apartment.

"I left after a year." She sighed, wringing her hands. "Adam... The man with the Katana. I saw how he changed. I don't want. I didn't want to be like that. So, I left."

Jaune nodded. "Acceptable."

Blake stared at him. There was something in her eyes that made him pity her. A girl caught between two identities. One a freedom fighter but another a protector.

"They don't know, your teammates." Jaune inferred.

She shook her head. "I never want them to know."

Jaune ran a hand through his hair. Complications. Everything with women was complicated and frustrating. He had learned that the hard way with Obsidian and Kyrie. "Well damn." Jaune took a breath. Time for business. "We believe that the White fang might be making moves on Vale. Possibly with the help of outside sources."

"Who?" Blake asked, pausing before clarifying. "Who is we? And who is the outside source."

"We is classified." Jaune answered. "And, Outside source, is doubly classified and under a secure anti-cat protection."

Blake rolled her eyes. "I don't know their movements anymore. I don't even know the leader or who they are working with."

"I know." Jaune continued.

"Than why-"

He cut her off. "In the case, that the White Fang is trying to make a move on Vale. If they have an outside source, I need reliable people to help me." The scar on his shoulder twitched. 'I certainly learned my lesson on reliability. And knowing my teammates.'

"Pass me your scroll." Jaune asked. Blake complied, tossing it to him with a huff. Jaune opened it and started inputting his number and emergency contact. As he was doing so, Blake questioned him.

"What's with the job? You could have easily been assigned to the Police Hunter Joint force. You have before." It was the reason why he even raided that facility.

"Ozpin wanted me here. And I agreed with him."

"And the reason is?" Blake prodded.

"My my my. Aren't you a curios little kitten." Jaune teased, tossing back her scroll.

Blake caught it and put it away, still waiting for the answer.

It only took a few seconds under that glare for Jaune to cave. It wasn't like she wasn't going to find out. "I got injured on a bad run in Vacuo."

Blake eyes widened. "I saw you get hit by a Red Dust explosive and walk away standing. What did you-"

"It was a Behemoth." Jaune spoke quickly

Blake blanched. "H-how."

Jaune shrugged. "Had to lead it away from the group. Got caught by it's spiked tail and got this little shiner for it." He pulled back his shirt to reveal the scar. "So I got bumped down. My sister was coming here. So my dad." His voice turned into a growl unintentionally. "Decided to put me in as a teacher."

Blake stared at him, drinking the information in. "A professor huh?"

"Yep. Now I can tell you what to do. And you'll actually have to listen!" Jaune chirped happily.

Blake glared at him, but her glare softened. "So, your sister? You told talked about them once."

Jaune blinked in surprise. "You actually remembered. If I remember correctly, I told you after you were rambling on about flying catnip and dancing milk jugs."

Blake flushed. "I still remember. And you said you didn't talk to them often."

Jaune sighed, waving his hand nonchalantly. "Doesn't Matter. My personal life, family life is not of concern nor importance dealing with this mission. So, Will you work with me?"

Blake gave him the look. The look, from which he remembered from Kyrie, that this topic wasn't done yet. "Fine. I'll work with you."

"Good, I'll see you in class tomorrow. Don't sleep to late now, kitty." Jaune teased.

Blake stood in a huff. "See you later, Professor." 'Wow that sounds weird when you say it out loud.' Jaune thought to himself.

Blake left swiftly out the door and shut it with a bang. Jaune shook his head and looked outside, at he moon shining in the air. He remembered hanging out on the roof, with a couple cups of hot chocolate and friends. Those days were gone now.

'Dammit, I never thought I'd get this old.' He let out a small chuckle. A thought popped in his head and he groaned. "She took my jacket with her, dammit."

Josie brushed her hair quietly, as she got ready for class. He was here. He was right there and she had said nothing. 'Idiot. Idiot. Idiot' She berated herself. Why didn't she talk to him?! He was there to talk to her. And she just let him leave. Oh man. She banged her head on her desk. "Man i'm an idiot."

"I think you'll lose more brain cells if you keep hitting yourself" Her partner called out behind her.

Josie turned and saw Pyrrha, in her school uniform, smile at her. She smiled back and stood. "Yea. We should get going."

And team JNPR headed to class. "So … what class are we going to." The youngest Arc asked out loud.

"Group tactics." Ren answered, while handing Nora the rest of his donut. The orange girl ate it happily. She thought Ren was nice, being the only boy on the team. Though she absolutely thought Ren and Nora were together together, no matter how much Nora denied it. They were, in her opinion, so adorable.

They entered the classroom with the other students and took their seats with a good vantage point. Team JNPR chatted quietly, waiting for the teacher to arrive. It didn't take long, the back door opened and in walked the teacher.

Josephine felt her breath hitch as familiar blonde hair, along with a sword and shield walk in. The professor placed his Sword and shield to the side and stood behind the podeium in front of the class. He scanned the room, not even pausing on her.

"Hello. My name is Jaune Arc. I am your professor for Group Tactics and Combat. And Terrain Analysis." Professor Arc smiled at them.

A new year had begun.

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