The Awakening

"It's not about why. It's about knowing. Understanding dark and light helps us manifest our Aura. Everyone has some of both."

Somewhere amid the dense canopy of the Emerald Forest, Pyrrha Nikos gives her somewhat confounded companion his first true lesson at Beacon. Aura. She feels a tug of compassion as she notices the small seeping gash on the side of his face beginning to trickle his rouge life-force - which by now she admits was partly her fault - and therefore, she already knows what she's about to do.

It's technically forbidden, at least for students, as the process can be very straining on the benefactor's side... but Jaune is different. She's sure of it. So Pyrrha decides on it once and for all: she will unlock the unfanthomable aura of Jaune Arc.

But not without a short lecture first.

"By baring your soul outward as a force, you can deflect harm. All of our tools and equipment are conduits for Aura. You protect yourself and your soul when fighting."

To this, Jaune, who has seemed pretty lost up till this point, finally seems to reach an epiphany. Pyrrha smiles in anticipation as his eyes widen and he's about to share his new-found understanding with his new partner.

"So... It's like a force field!"

The Spartan, somewhat taken aback by his peculiar assessment of aura, only holds back a light chuckle and smiles warmly at his revelation.

"Yes, if you want to look at it that way," and now walking up to him, she places her hand on the side of his head before continuing, "Now, close your eyes and concentrate."

"Uhh... okay."

Pyrrha smiles and closes her own eyes, opening them as her skin glows and her irises shrink before shutting them again. The two stand there, now with Pyrrha glowing a faint red and Jaune a bright white.

The words seem to come without warning, the champion's voice audible without speaking and the knight's mind understanding without hearing.

For it is in passing that we achieve immortality. Through this, we become a paragon of virtue and glory to rise above all, infinite in distance and unbound by death.

Pyrrha now places her other hand on his chest before completing the process, I release your soul, and by my shoulder protect thee.

At this point, she stops flowing red and hunches over in exhaustion, a still-glowing Jaune putting his hand on her shoulder in concern.

"Pyrrha?"

"It's all right. I used my Aura to unlock yours, but the energy that protects you now is your own," Pyrrha states with increasing satisfaction as she straightens up, grinning as she watches the fruits of her labor take effect when Jaune's scratch closes up and vanishes, "And you have a lot of it."

"Wow," is all the blonde knight can say as he looks at his glowing hands with a goofy smile before they finally go back to normal.

Of course, white glow is replaced with red blush when a soft feminine hand takes a hold of his own, a light tug bringing his attention to his recovered teammate as she begins leading him further into the forest with contagious mirth.

"Come on, I believe we have yet to find our relic!"

Jaune

Alright, I'm not gonna lie. I'm an Average Joe.

I mean, yeah, my family is like, a bunch of really famous warriors and heroes with a renowned history as Hunters and Huntresses... oh, and not to mention that the weapon I carry is supposedly some 'unbreakable marvel of weaponry' with hidden secrets that not even my dad and his dad and the dad before him have ever really been able to figure out.

Which pretty much means it's just a sword and shield. Which is why I have it.

And yeah, my great-great-grandad was the one to forge it with his secret methods and used it to fight in the war and stuff, but he never got the chance to teach his kids about it before they came of age. But anyways, I digress.

Like I was saying, I'm just a normal guy. Unlike all the greats before me. The only reason why I'm even here right now is because I forged my transcripts. That's right, forged them. Thank my tech-savvy older sister for that. One of seven.

Now you can see why I wanted to leave home so badly.

But now I'm at this school hunting monsters I've only ever seen on the news with a girl who must be the most charitable person on Remnant if she's giving me the time of day. I mean... come on, she's on the front of every Pumpkin Pete's Marshmallow Flakes box! What, does she actually think I'm special? Hah! That'll be the day...

Though by the way this day is going so far and by how hard I'm shrieking, I think Pyrrha will come to agree with my self-depreciation soon enough.

"Help! Waaaaah! Why?! Pyrrha! Heeeeelp!" Why did I ever think this was a good idea!? "Pyrrha, this is not the relic! It's not!"

It's not manly. I admit that. But gosh darn it, I'm manly enough to know when I need help!

"Do something!"

"Jaune! Whatever you do, don't let-" she just had to say that, the universal line of irony when one is clutching for dear life at the stinger of a Grimm that I'm pretty sure goes by the name of Death Stalker.

And you guessed it. Before she can even finish, the stinkin' oversized bug whips me away! I can barely hear her receding voice between the sounds of rushing wind and my own yelling as I fly through the air.

"...go."

I finally stop screaming, mostly because after one goes airborne for more than five seconds, that first pang of fear kinda just melts away into the thrill of the moment... And that's when I noticed it.

You know how I was glowing when Pyrrha did that unlocky thingy with my aura? Well, I start glowing again, really white this time, and suddenly everything seems to change. I feel different... better, like a million lien! But I don't have much time to think about that before I suddenly twitch my body around in midair as I sense an approaching person somewhere above me. I know it's Ruby before I even see her.

Wait, how'd I know that-?

"Heads UUUUUP!"

"WAAAH!"

I close my eyes, and the next moment, I see Ruby and I standing on the branch of a tree above some raggedy ol' temple where some girl keeps singing 'I'm queen of the cas-tle!~'

"Huh. Nice catch, Ruby!" I state as I check myself and notice everything is still in one piece. Thank Monty!

But Ruby doesn't seem like she's on the same page, "Me!? Jaune, you're the one who caught me in midair and twirled down to this tree like some pro-Parkour Master! Frankly, I didn't know you had in in you..."

Huh? I deadpan at her for a moment until I can't hold it any longer.

"Pffft! HAH! Good one, Ruby! Yeah right, I'm the guy who broke my arm jumping off the merry-go-round when I was younger-"

She cocks her head to one side adorably, obviously not buying what I'm saying.

"-and it wasn't even moving!" sigh... true story.

Ruby merely chuckles to herself before responding, "Heh, if you say so, Jaune..."

She then jumps off the branch and rushes over to who I soon realize is her sister, judging by all the excited talking which soon takes place. Even that ditzy singing girl joins in by shouting her own name... Nora!

I now narrow my eyes at another spot in the trees. There's that feeling again, like I know something's about to happe- oh, and here comes Pyrrha!

"Jaune!"

"Pyrrha!" I wave back cheerfully from my tree branch until I see the giant Death Stalker still hot on her heels and uprooting entire trees as it chases after her. That's not good.

I'm about to jump down to try and help her... or to be more precise, to get the other girls to join me in helping her... when I get that weird sense again!

"Seriously, it's like I'm feeling a presence I haven't felt since-"

I stop shouting at myself as something along the lines of instinct tells me that it's Weiss. And that she's falling! I look up and immediately realize my fear is coming true, so I do what any knight would do for a falling damsel in distress: jump after her! After all, if Ruby was right, this should be easy!

I leap off the branch and time seems to slow down as I catch my precious Snow Angel in my arms. Perfect!

"Just... dropping in?" Nailed it! Now for the landing!

Weiss and I both look down to see the dozens of feet between me and what I would call a 'landing'. Uh-oh.

"Oh, Monty. Oh, nooooo- Oomph!"

There's something different, I felt it when I was able to catch Weiss with more coordination than I've ever had in my life. Maybe it's my aura. But if this is true, then I'm pretty sure this Parkour stuff still needs some serious work if Ruby wasn't kidding.

Pyrrha

Honestly, that looked extremely painful.

I noticed Jaune faceplant into the dirt before that rapier-wielding girl - Weiss, I believe - landed squarely on his back, thanking him with a mocking tone which I'll admit I did not appreciate.

"My hero."

"My back..." was all he could eke in reply. Poor thing!

Unfortunately, my moment of sympathy cost me, the feeling of a hardened exoskeletally-strengthened pincer making contact with my side and sending me hurdling toward the larger group of students near the ruins. That will certainly leave a mark.

"Great! The gang's all here! Now we can die together!" I heard the blonde student exclaim as I came to, but not before the one in red quipped in response.

"Not if I can help it!"

"Ruby, wait!"

I stood up to see the young hooded girl engage the Death Stalker admirably, though her efforts proved insufficient to cause the massive Grimm any true damage. But before we could rush forward to aid her, a large shadow flew overhead.

CAW! CAW!

"Ruby!"

And to our despair, a large Nevermore suddenly shot its razor-sharp feathers right at the girl! Judging by the trajectory, I knew its aim was lethally precise and that the impending impact would be fatal, but there was no time to use our weaponry to deflect it. But before I could curse my semblance for only having the ability to manipulate objects containing metal, to my surprise the deadly feather that was to tear through the poor girl changed course!

I couldn't believe my eyes, and though surely the others hadn't nocticed it, it was undeniable... even if the adjustment had been so slight that the feather had still pinned her by her cape.

As Weiss and the blonde student went to assist Ruby, I hastily turned to see who could've been the source of the manipulation - in effect, Ruby's unsung savior. And I wasn't disappointed.

I turned to see Jaune watching the scene in horror, his hand outstretched like anyone else's who'd have done anything to help their peers. But by ascertaining the residual glow on said hand, I realized that he had done more than even he had realized. I rushed over to him as quick as I could while Weiss stopped the Death Stalker's advance with a sheet of ice.

"Jaune! Are you alright?"

He looked down sheepishly at his hand as it finally ceased to glow.

"I-I think so..."

"Jaune," I began softly so as not to draw attention, "did you do that?"

His eyes darted to and fro, suddenly nervous and unsure of what to say, "I-I dunno, I'm not even sure what's happening to me! Is this a side-effect of what you did to me?!"

I couldn't help a small smile at his flustered state, but these events certainly raised a few questions... "We shall see, Jaune. But do not be afraid of it... like I said, your aura is the force that protects you, and that force is your very own."

I put my hand on his shoulder as a gesture of reassurance, though I'll admit that the gesture seemed to give myself a warm, gratifying sense of security as I did so as well... definitely unexpected, but it worked. Jaune took a deep breath and smiled.

That is, until looking back up at the circling Nevermore.

"Uh, guys," he now mentioned with the group all back together, "That thing's circling back! What are we gonna do?"

Weiss was the one to answer at this point, "Look, there's no sense in dilly-dallying. Our objective is right in front of us."

And as we looked at the remaining relics in the ruins, it was Ruby who responded dutifully, "She's right. Our mission is to grab an artifact and make it back to the Cliffs. There's no point in fighting these things."

"Run and live - that's an idea I can get behind!" Jaune then stated happily with his bright smile. Some may call it goofy, but I find it refreshing - even appealing. Wait.

Alright, Pyrrha, have some self-control... he's kind and genuine, but these thoughts have no place in the initiation! But either way, I couldn't help but watch Ruby and Jaune quickly make their way toward the ruins, each one with an air of leadership which I believe we were all beginning to notice.

Hmm, I knew he'd be special.

Jaune

Okay! So we made it to the temple without dying! Liking the plan so far!

Ugh, but now comes choosing a relic...

"Here we go!" Ruby declares cheerfully as she picks out a gold knight chess-piece before looking at me with confusion, "everything okay, Jaune?"

"U-Uh yeah," oh why do I always have to sound so insecure!? "I'm just terrible when it comes to choosing between many options. Maybe I can get one like yours?"

Ruby briefly scans the remaining pedestals and pouts as she doesn't find another similar piece, "Mmm, I think I took the last one... but you have lots to choose from still!"

"Yeah, I guess I'm overthinking it... I try too hard."

"Meh," Ruby replies with a casual shrug, "Then don't think. Just feel. Do. There is no try."

"Hmm," pretty decent wisdom coming from a little girl, so I decide to do what she says.

And no sooner do I clear my head and scan the relics in front of me when I suddenly twitch and reach out for the golden rook. Weird. Whatever Pyrrha did to me, it definitely made choosing things easier! I look at Ruby and smile, which she warmly returns.

CrCRACK!

That's the sound of ice cracking, it won't be able to hold the Death Stalker forever.

"Time we left!" A kid with pink eyes and a matching highlight states as Ruby and I rejoin the group, which earns a response from my fellow dorky friend.

"Right," Ruby announces as she takes her place on a small rocky outcropping and waves to the others, "Let's go!"

And everyone follows her out of the forest and into another abandoned set of ruins, the only thing now between us and Beacon Cliffs being a giant ravine. And of course, the Nevermore is still following us, forcing us to spread out when it passes above.

Hiding ourselves behind some of the stone blocks with our partners as it perches on a high column and caws, it's the other blonde - who I'm pretty sure is called Yang - who's the first to complain.

"Well, that's great!"

Oh, and it gets worse. I turn to look behind me right on time to see the Death Stalker bursting onto the scene.

"Ah, man, run!"

I gotta admit, this sixth sense thing my aura's giving me is pretty darn useful. But now forced to come out of our hiding spots, the giant bird takes off for the hunt again. Though this time, the pink-eyed kid calls out to his partner to engage.

"Nora, distract it!"

Nora does exactly that, running out from her block and jumping through the feather projectiles before reaching behind her and launching several heart-topped shells from her grenade launcher which burst into pink electricity when they hit the Nevermore and cause it to retreat.

Next thing I know, we're ambushed by the Death Stalker, forced onto an old bridge that gets run through by the Nevermore like a Tonka Truck, and now we're split up.

I'm with Ruby, Weiss, Yang, and Nora while the rest are on the other side with the Death Stalker! Ruby fires at the retreating Nevermore while I walk up to the edge of the broken bridge with Nora.

"Man, we gotta get over there! They need help!"

She nods in reply, "Let's do this!~"

Easier said than done, as I realize when I look down at the gaping maw of bottomless mist below me, "Yeah, but, uh... I can't make that jump."

But Nora reacts simply by smiling diabolically, laughing as she knocks me back, and turning her weapon to its full-length hammer form before jumping to the edge of the bridge. I can already sense what she's about to do... And I don't like it.

"Oh, wait!" too late, she slams the hammer into the bridge and throws me through the air to the other side and all I can do is cry out, "No, no, no, no, no, no!"

Nora places one foot on the hammer and fires it off the collapsing section of bridge, launching her to slam its face right in the center of the Death Stalker's skull. She fires it just as the stinger comes down to get her, and blasts back again to avoid its reach. Well, so much for diplomacy with these things. Time for aggressive negotiations.

"We gotta move!" I call out as I get my bearings, our small quartet now rushing the Grimm as one.

I'm not sure how the girl in the black bow got back with her group, but she did. Less people to worry about on this side, at least.

The Death Stalker aims a claw at Pyrrha, but she deflects it with her shield and slashes it with her blade. The scorpion recoils and swipes at her with its other claw, but suddenly driven by whatever this new power is, I literally dash at it in a heartbeat, right on time to deflect it with my shield, sweet! The impact knocks it back so Pyrrha can leap over and attack its face.

At the same time, the pink-eyed kid runs up firing and gets on the stinger when it tries to hit him, shooting at the base between it and the tail while Nora fires more grenades at the attacking claws. Pyrrha hurls her javelin straight into one of the monster's eight eyes, making it throw the kid on the stinger to the side.

"Ren!" Nora calls out in a panic.

Ren hits the side of a stone block hard and falls to the ground, not getting back up. But somehow, somehow, I can sense he's still alive... I just know it. I hold a hand out to Nora to stay her - we can't afford to split up against this thing.

As I turn my attention to the beast, I manage to catch that Ren's efforts may not have been in vain: the stinger is hanging limply by a few sinewy threads. My thoughts precede my words, yet Pyrrha seems to understand perfectly.

"Pyrrha!"

"Done!"

She raises the shield and hurls it like a discus, slicing the stinger off and causing it to fall into the Death Stalker's head as Pyrrha retrieves her rebounding shield. I turn to the hammer-wielder with growing anticipation.

"Nora, nail it!"

The bubbly girl readily complies, jumping on Pyrrha's shield that she offers as a boost, "Heads up, seven up!~"

Aiming her blast down to give herself a maximum lift, Nora smiles the entire way up before twirling down until her hammer slams its head into the stinger, driving the point through the Death Stalker's head and crushing the bridge beneath it.

Of course, once again, the resulting destruction launches me through the air again. Nora fires up and away behind us as the monster falls to its doom. Finally, I land - on my back - then Nora lands on her bottom, Pyrrha manages a crouched pose, and to our delight, even Ren walks over to us! Though, he's panting and groaning until he just collapses.

At this point, Pyrrha, Nora and I get up and turn to see the Nevermore soaring around the central structure in the middle of the ravine being peppered with gunfire.

"What are they doing?" Nora asks, tilting her head to the side as the girl in the black bow launches her weapon across two large columns to form a tight elastic line.

As I take a closer look, I can't help a smirk as I realize exactly what they're doing. This idea has Ruby written all over it.

"Clever girl..."

As Pyrrha turns to look at me with a mixed expression of curiosity and amusement, Ren walks up to join us and points at Yang, who is now jumping through the air fearlessly and unleashing her salvo of ammunition into the Nevermore's mouth. We can hear her from here!

"I! Hope! You're! Hun-! -gry!"

But when Yang jumps off onto a nearby pillar, I notice a major flaw in the plan - the bird isn't heading toward the cliff, it's just floating stunned in midair! Ruby will never get the right angle on that slingshot if the bird isn't right in front of them! I trade worried glances with Pyrrha, who seems to notice the same issue. If they can't take it out, it'll shake it off and recover, leaving Yang on that pillar like a sitting duck without her ammo!

In my rising emotion, I suddenly realize I'm glowing again and I look back at the hovering bird of prey with an idea. Was it really me who managed to keep that feathery missile from hitting Ruby? I had to try again... it was worth a shot.

Holding both glowing hands out at the Nevermore, I push both arms out at the cliff. And then the unthinkable happens.

CAW! CRASH!

Ren

Impossible.

D-Did he just telekinetically push that Nevermore into the cliff!? To be honest, I didn't write up this Jaune fellow to be much, but this definitely changes things.

Pyrrha, Nora and I can only gape at the blonde knight in shock as the glow in his hands wears off, the deed now done. We turn back to watch, with jaws still dropped, how the girl in white freezes the monster's tail in place long enough to launch her partner at the beast, the girl in red running hard and fast enough to scale the entire face of the cliff with the Nevermore in tow by its neck in the crook of her massive scythe before completely decapitating it once she reaches the top.

As the giant creature falls lifeless into the ravine, we can only stare in amazement. Well, except Nora. I know that look on her face... she's wondering how soon she'll be able to receive her next pancake fix.

"Wow..." Jaune breaks the awed silence as the hooded girl stands atop the cliff, her crimson cape and petals flowing with the wind.

Nora, now out of her pancake-withdrawal for the moment, then turns and scoffs at the blonde.

"Psh! And what a bout you, Jaune-Jaune! What you just did was totally awesome!~" she then pauses suddenly in a random moment of deep thought, "What's that power called again?"

"Telekinesis," Pyrrha replies with pride. That's interesting... it's like she knew.

Though I doubt those two have known each other for more than a day. Maybe something worth looking into. But now Nora gasps in excitement at Jaune, who I'm still unsure how he received the name Jaune-Jaune...

"Oooh, wait!" She begins with uncontrollable mirth, "does that mean you can control television too!?~"

"That's technokinesis," I reply with a small smirk. I'm used to this side of her, in case you didn't know by now.

"How about telegrams?"

"That's not a thing anymore."

"Telephones?"

"Technokinesis again."

"Hmm, how about thoughts? Oh I know, what am I thinking right now?"

"Nora, no one can do-"

"Umm... pancakes." Jaune now answers, to which a very large smile suddenly begins to grow on Nora's features. No way.

"You're right!" she then turns to me, "Renny, Jaune-Jaune can read people's minds, too!"

"Um, not exactly..." Jaune begins, earning a few curious glares from us, "I don't think I read it, I just. Sensed it, I guess."

I narrowed my eyes at him and decided to try a quick test.

"Very well, Jaune," I respond while holding a hand behind my back, "then how many fingers am I holding up behind me?"

"Four."

"And now?"

"Two."

"Now?"

"Three."

"How about now?"

"Uh... hmm, stop moving your fingers around and I'll tell you." He sensed my curveball? I stop and wait, "Much better. None. Your hand is in a fist."

He was right every time.

"Interesting," I now concede with my diagnosis completed, "Jaune, I believe your semblance is a very rare form of enhanced Aurakinesis. Only a handful of aura-wielding entities on Remnant possess it."

"Aura-who-what-now?" Jaune echoes, evidently lost. How recently did his Semblance manifest, for Monty's sake!? Doesn't he know what he can do, much less the sheer power he's capable of?

"Aurakinesis," a voice begins behind us as I turn to see the girl in the black bow land silently at the edge of our side of the cliff followed by her two peers, "the ability to manipulate the aura around any and every living organism as a force both mentally and physically. Many refer to it colloquially as simply The Force."

She turns to Jaune with a mildly impressed expression, "There aren't many who can do that. Only few even try to harness it fully, and fewer still succeed," and there, I notice her expression darken just a bit, "because some who do fall prey to the darker side of the semblance."

Jaune blinks at the foreign information, "There's a Dark side of the Force?"

"Of course," Weiss Schnee now butts in matter-of-factly - I'd know that emblem on her back anywhere, she's clearly the younger of the two heiresses judging by the scar - "Any dolt or dunce with a history book on Aura knows it!"

She then softens her gaze unexpectedly at the knight as she continues, "But you seem pretty harmless, and I'll admit your semblance is somewhat striking. I may have misjudged you."

"Aw shucks..." The knight bashfully replies, to which I notice Pyrrha just barely catches herself before rolling her eyes in front of everyone.

Sure, Weiss is a billionaire heiress, but I think Jaune should try elsewhere. Heh, Pyrrha might be a good start if her growing blush means anything.

"I may have misjudged you," Weiss reiterates with a much sterner tone.

Case in point.

"Alright. We should clear out before something else attacks us," I mention off-handedly. Though I mean it. After that Death Stalker, I'm still exhausted.

"Good idea... Ren, right?" The blonde brawler speaks up at my direction. I nod, "and I'd hate to see what Vomit Boy does to the next bird that crosses our path, heh~"

I turn to see Jaune turn an immediate beet red.

"Don't worry," she continues teasing as she throws a play punch at his shoulder that's still strong enough to knock him off-balance, "If you take care of the next one for me, I just might have to pay you back with dinner and a movie! And if you play your cards right, I might even let you give me a nice back massage... I get the feeling you'd be really good at that!~"

She winks at him at the last part - obviously toying with the poor guy - but it's now Pyrrha who's mouth hangs slightly open in disbelief, thinking the offer to be real. I can't help a small smirk at the scene.

Hmm, aside from attending Beacon with my ever-so-active best friend Nora, I believe this will be a fairly amusing year...

The two teams finally having returned to Beacon, the afternoon goes on with the christening of several first-year teams, among which are teams CRDL, RWBY and JNPR.

The silver-haired Headmaster, having seen the entirety of the day's events and already having sent copies to his office for further review, sighs lightly as he hides a small smirk with a sip of coffee beside his platinum-blonde companion on the platform.

"It looks like things are shaping up to be an... interesting year."

Later that night in an abandoned warehouse, a man in a bowler hat receives a call on his phone.

'There has been a disturbance in The Force... a new player has entered the fray.'

"Yeah, yeah, I felt it too. Caused quite a ripple, that one," the man replies as he casually twirls his cane around himself.

'More than that!' The voice continues angrily, 'I'm on a separate CONTINENT and the force of its manifestation was felt even here as a massive wave!'

"Mmm, maybe twins were born?"

'Grr... You have much to learn, my very young apprentice. Controlling your impertinent tongue falls high on that list.'

"So they tell me..."

'As well as your knowledge of the Dark side. You have raw potential and force-enhanced combat abilities, but you'll need much more training if our plan is to succeed.'

"Maybe..." The man continues with a small grimace growing on his features, "but I really do feel this plan would go a lot smoother if I didn't have to follow orders from that Cinder sorceress! And don't even get me started on those little rugrats she tows around and has the gall to call henchmen!"

'And you shall continue to do so! You play the part of errand-boy and let her orchestrate the Breach which will lead inevitably to glorious war... She is our Grievous General who will rally troops for our cause. And after you and I meet once more when the Breach has been performed, you will have your chance at her place.'

"While you, of course-"

'Shall manipulate the events in my favor and give me complete control of all four kingdoms, beginning with Vale and its accursed academy!'

"Sounds like fun. While I'm cooped up in this dump. Nooobody ever lets me do nuthin." The man continues, evidently prodding for a certain response.

'Very well. In the meantime, you are tasked with finding the source of the disturbance. Either convert it to the dark side, or destroy it.'

"Finally, a decent challenge! And here I was getting bored!"

'Don't be so excited, the source of this disturbance has enough power to change everything. Beware lest your pride becomes your demise.'

The conversation ends, and the man angrily slams the phone down, sighing.

"That advice cuts both ways, old man," the man continues, leaning forward on his desk into the moonlight and revealing himself to be none other than Roman Torchwick, "And one day, I'll have you right where I want you, too."

He holds a cigar to his mouth and puts his symbolized lighter to the end, just as a man in a gray mask and black hood comes with a trolley. Roman holds out a collection of Lien, which he places on the table and the man takes.

"Open it."

The masked man does so with a crowbar, revealing a large amount of Dust crystals of varying colors - orange, blue, white, red, green, cyan, gold, yellow, and more. The energy propellant for Remnant's greatest arms of destruction, but nothing compared to the Dark Side of The Force. Roman picks up a blue gem in his hand and looks at the loot.

"We're gonna need more men..."

He shifts his gaze sideways at the map above the desk, showing Vale and various districts and areas of crossed-out locations, all leading into a specially-circled place. Beacon.

"Whoever you are... I'm comin for ya. And I'm gonna start with Beacon to find ya."

A/N: And yep, RWBY and Star Wars. It has now been done, and I hope you like it! And I know the title kinda implies that this may take a bit of The Force Unleashed storyline, and it might, but not by much. It'd cause a few changes in canon (as you notice, Weiss isn't as cold to him anymore and he seems to have caught Blake's attention... Which begs the question on how she knows so much in the first place, hehe).

But Jaune strikes me as an excellent Revan archetype as well as a Galen Marek type. Don't know who they are? Google it :) Google is your friend.

Or don't. If you don't want any possible twists spoiled. But there aren't any guarantees... if I continue, it'll definitely be a mix of RWBY canon with CRDL troubles and White Fang hunting and SW story lines too! And heck, I'll probably pair Jaune with Blake or Ruby (any ideas, people?)

Anyway, let me know what you think, your reviews always help me improve and faves and follows always remind me to stay motivated hah :3

And if Roman is the apprentice, wouldn't Neo be the illegal third Sith training under the apprentice? Yes, yes she would :) Would there be Jedi Masters and Sith Lords? Yes, yes there would. And they will be characters in RWBY or at least referenced in RWBY.

Well enough of my notes, Happy Reading!