So I can already think of what some of you thinking. It's why I'm not dumping a big block of text up here explaining where I was an why it took so long for this to update when it was originally supposed to go up before Vol 5 premiered. All of that and more will be at the bottom with ways to yell at me. Yes me, updates are my job, not Wolf's while we work on this. But for now, enjoy the much anticipated and worked on Chapter 6.

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The Shining Beacon's flight from Traverse Town was smooth as the gummi ship continued its tour through the stars. Despite all the protests from Weiss or the worries from Jaune and Jiminy, Yang proved herself as a natural pilot of their new spaceship. Although the Keybearer is sure that many lessons from Cid probably contributed to that. While the flight between worlds was peaceful, the team still dealt with encounters with the occasional Heartless ships roaming about in the darkness of space. Though the dog fights were exciting; however the uneventful days after that were starting to wear at a certain pilot.

"Weiss…are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we…"

"NO! For Oum's sake, stop asking me that?!" Weiss barked back, slamming her grimoire down as she turned to the blond girl mindlessly spinning around in the pilot seat. "A better question to ask is why you aren't steering the ship?!" It had been three days of interstellar travel and in that time the yellow dragon had devolved from making horrible puns to old time gags. Both of which were unfunny as far as the Schnee heiress cared for as her main concern was not dying in the vacuum of space.

"You're the one in charge of our map, how much longer until we make it to the nearest world Weiss?" Yang stared out a window into space while letting the ship's autopilot continue to do its job.

After scanning the space around Traverse Town the ship was able to pick up on a few worlds nearby, including Wonderland that they could travel to. However, scanning was only half of the job as they still needed to find these worlds amongst the vastness of space. The radar just helped keep them from going on a wild goose chase thanks to using the Gummi that they found in Wonderland. It helped keep the search area small but until they get close to any new worlds the three was left to their own devices. Weiss monitoring the scanner, Jiminy updating his journal, and Jaune studying more magic from the grimoire along with the heiress, Yang was really the only one with nothing to do. The last time she tried to play video games using the ship's monitor Weiss had a meltdown about misusing their equipment.

"We'll be near a new world in due time. Why can't you just entertain yourself quietly until then?" Weiss asked looking away from the scanner to the next spell she was learning.

"The last time I tried to you were all like 'Yang don't play Oum's Odyssey 7 on the navigation computer, or, 'Yang, no shadowboxing with Ember Celica while we're flying!' No wonder Ruby called you whiny."

"I am not whiny!"

"You act like I'm going to blow up the ship! I'd never do that to our Shining Beacon!" Yang shot back before jumping out of the spinning seat. "You know what forget it. Who's hungry?"

"No offense Yang, but the rations aren't exactly…tasty?" Jaune looked up from Jiminy's journal along with the cricket. The two had shown Jaune that the ship had a small supply of rations that he would guess was enough for the traveling teams. The rations were enough to last a few days but the military style dried food wasn't exactly appetizing. "And aren't we going to run out?"

"No, who's hungry for an actual home-cooked meal. We haven't had a decent meal in a while between our flying and fighting and puppy rescuing. Ice Queen and yours truly, grabbed some actual food and some other things when we were restocking back at Traverse Town." Yang said as she started heading towards the kitchen area as Jaune looked at Weiss questioningly.

"The rations would only help us for so long; we would've run out after a while even if we hadn't split part of it with Velvet. Fortunately, we were able to grab extra food and still have enough for other things, in addition to the needed Fuel Gummis." Weiss explained, thinking back to their shopping trip.

Jaune nodded in understanding as Jiminy hopped from the table to Jaune's shoulder.

"Well I never pictured Yang to be a cook of all things." Jiminy looked to the two. "Have you two happened to have tried her cooking or shall I be surprised?"

"It's the first time I'm hearing about this too. Usually we pack food from the cafeteria or Ren usually makes our mission meals for my team." Jaune answered. The two males then turned to an equally as shocked Weiss.

"Since when can Yang cook?" Weiss' look of worry made the two boys uneasy. That got them all hoping that she didn't cook the same way she drove: wildly and recklessly. Hopefully they wouldn't need a healthy application of Blizzard, or a fire extinguisher to make sure they didn't burn down with the ship.

"Maybe we should go and see if she needs help." Jaune quickly suggested.

"Good idea." Weiss agreed and they all ran off towards the kitchen.

The first thing to surprise them was the pleasant smell of food coming from behind the doors. The second was the sight of Yang in an apron stirring a pot as the three looked on. Hearing the door open behind her the apron wearing blonde turned away from the food and saw the surprised and confused looks of her teammates.

"What is there something I forgot back on the bridge? I could have sworn I left the ship on autopilot." Yang asked while making sure the pot wouldn't boil over

"No no, that's not it. It's just...well..." Jaune stammered a bit, still processing the sight in front of the fiery blonde bombshell in an apron.

"You actually know how to cook?" Weiss asked incredulously for him as they could clearly tell the delicious smell was coming from the pot Yang was stirring.

"Of course I can, Dad's awesome but he can only make so much in a kitchen and if I left all the cooking to Ruby she would have only made cookies, cakes, and all sorts of sweets covered in chocolate and strawberries. So someone had to take over making food around the house before I headed off to Signal." Yang continued to add to the pot as she spoke.

"Still out of all the outfits I've seen you own, I never thought I would ever see you in a..." Weiss had seen Yang's taste in wardrobe many times during team RWBY's shopping trips and forced club hopping so it was new for her to see Yang in something less wild and more...normal, motherly even.

"What I think Weiss is saying is…it's still weird to see you in an apron." Jiminy finished for her.

This caused Yang to hold back a laugh as she continued to cook. "Thanks, I knew I could make it work. The food'll be ready soon. So just hang out a bit and we'll eat."

They would soon never forget the delicious lunch that Yang prepared for them. A great improvement from the dry tasting rations they had been eating up until now. However, the sight of Yang in an apron soon became a new thing for the blonde to tease Jaune over for the remainder of the trip. The teasing was soon brought to an end when Weiss pulled Yang back to her station so that she could keep the Shining Beacon on course.

(Jaune of Hearts)

After that eventful meal, the teens from Remnants were now all back to on the bridge as Jiminy noticed that they were quickly approaching a new world on the radar.

"Golly, I didn't think this world was so close. Then again Cid wouldn't have posters about it his shop if the flight there was too far." Jiminy gazed surprised as he recognized the upcoming planet.

"So, do you know anything about this world Jiminy?" Weiss wondered as Jiminy managed to help her put a visual up on the main computer, hoping from key to key to pull up the information about this particular world. One thing that stood out to the Schnee heiress is the styled bronze colored columns and the images of a large coliseum shadowed by a pair of warriors branding swords and shields.

"It's called Olympia. It's actually a world that many travelers have been to. That large coliseum of theirs draws in people from all across the stars. Olympia is home to the largest tournament in all the worlds, the home of champions and heroes." Jiminy explained to the others as they hovered nearby the planet.

Yang retook her place at the driver's seat began readying the Shining Beacon for landing. "Alright, don't know what to expect, but I'm taking her down! This tournament ought to be fun."

"Yang we're not here to have fun. Remember why we're here, follow the key and banish the darkness. I hardly think we will find many Heartless lurking at a tournament. We probably won't even see anyone we know." Weiss said.

"Actually Weiss, a common thing there is for fighters that come from many other worlds to compete in the Olympus Coliseum. While the locals aren't informed, the tournament committee and almost every fighter there will most likely be from off world." Jiminy pulled out a poster from the journal, a copy of the one that hung in Cid's shop and enlarged it with magic. "Take a look and see."

"Who's the guy here Jiminy?" Jaune asked, pulling the poster for all of them to see. On the poster they could see several trophies, though the main one seemed to have a stylized picture of a swordsman fighting a lion on the front. One thing all the trophies have in common is the name chiseled into all of them.

"That's Hercules, the strongest fighter in Olympus and their greatest hero. Many people come from far and wide just to fight him or to watch him fight." Jiminy told them a little bit about the demigod hero. "Now that I think about it, he sounds a little bit like that Pyrrha girl you all mentioned to me."

"If Pyrrha could bench press an Ursa." Yang joked a bit looking at the artwork of Hercules. "Still if people from off planet are going to show up then we might bump into a familiar face." She reasoned with them as they slowly pulled closer to the world.

"It is possible for others to show up." Weiss relented. If it was possible for people to show up from other worlds to compete, or even just to watch. It was possible to find someone from Remnant or something to help them on their journey.

"So, do we enter?" Jaune asked he was wondering what to do about the possibility of a tournament. They were going to enter the Vytal Festival tournament before the incident. It would be a good way to see where they stand and help hone their skills for the road ahead.

"We sure should." Yang said with a smirk as she prepared to land." Maybe we'll see someone we know, or get some clues at least. Either way, it would be a Yang!" Ignoring the groans behind her Yang prepared the coordinates and they all beamed down to the world in a flash of light.

(Jaune of Hearts)

After touching down on solid ground, the trio now stood inside a large yard before a large door decorated with two colossal bronze armor-clad warriors crossing blades above a large door. Around the entrance and between the imposing fighters were several columns which served to help support the building and roof the travelers guessed. Compared to the districts of Traverse Town and the woods of Wonderland, Jaune, Weiss and Yang were amazed at the stone and marble architecture that shaped the front of the coliseum. Turning around they could see another door, probably leading back down to town or some other location, purple banners decorating the back walls and braziers burning bright orange flames set in the four corners of the yard.

"Whoa, I thought Wonderland was old-school but this world is something else." Yang called out as they all admired the Greek architecture. "So the tournament is beyond here right?"

"Just past the doors are where you go to register." Jiminy answered.

"Let's just ask how to enter at least." Jaune lead the team, past the doors and into the lobby.

The inside was simple enough with shelves of trophies and plaques to honor past victors, although a seemingly random large stone cube stood in the side out of place. What stood out besides that to the team was a diminutive man inspecting the lobby. The short man had reddish brown hair that was balding, but that was not what was out of the ordinary. While used to Faunus in Remnant the trio of humans were still surprised because from the waist down he was part goat, and even had goat horns coming out of his head, the fact that he wasn't wearing pants also didn't help the situation. The more they stared the more they thought it was impossible for this man to be a Faunus with so many animal traits. Said goat man had his back to them staring hard at the out of place stone.

"Excuse me, is this..." Jaune, shaking off the strange sights of the half goat man, tried to get his attention.

"Finally, 'bout time you showed up!" The goat man yelled, cutting Jaune off and surprising the three new travelers. "Now could you get to work and move this rock out the way! We gotta get this place spruced up for the games!" The goat man hopped on the rock, still not looking at the group and clapped his hands twice. "Chop chop, if we don't finish before tournament day someone's gonna have to answer to Zeus and the pantheon and it sure as Hades ain't gonna be me!"

"Ah I don't think you understand..." Jaune then turned from the man to the stone cube. As Weiss and Yang shared the same thought the yellow dragon rolled up her pretend sleeves and began to push hard against the stone.

Yang pressed as hard as she could against the rock but all she was met with was resistance. She pushed with all her might, eyes turning red with frustration but the stone refused to budge from its awkward place in the lobby. The Huntress would have thought it was in a ditch or welded in place but nothing around the cube seemed to indicate that. Eyes burning red and hair aflame, Yang cocked her fist back and threw a hard right against the stone. The force and recoil from Ember Celica threw Yang back a short distance and the punch didn't leave a lasting mark against the stone.

"What's this thing made of, diamonds?! I can't move this thing!"

The new feminine voice was what finally snapped the small man out of his trance. 'Meg's not supposed to show up until before opening day, who in the Underworld...' the man turned around to spot three faces that he had never seen before. "Who are all of you? The coliseum was supposed to be closed off so that we could finish!"

"Sorry, we're sort of new here and when we dropped we didn't think the coliseum was closed." Jaune explained as Weiss casts a small blizzard spell to help with Yang's new aching hand. "Does that mean it's too late for us to enter?" The knight asked.

"Kid, this is the world famous Olympus Coliseum, and people for miles around and then some come here to watch heroes fight." The goat man then looked at the three and noticed their stares, "What? Never seen a Satyr before?"

"Not really, have seen a few guys with goat horns, but not a Satyr." Jaune answered honestly.

"Oi vey, of course you're from 'outta town.'" The Satyr sighed in frustration. 'What ever happened to all the local talent around here?'

"If you're here to watch, then go buy tickets back in town. If you're lucky you could get a season pass for the games, but if your here to compete then tough luck." Seeing the three still give him funny looks the Satyr decided to make it clear. "You guys ain't competing. Capisce?!"

"And why not!?" Weiss voiced the question that they all had.

"I've got two words for ya'; you three ain't heroes!" Hopping off the rock the Satyr dismissed the three as he looked back to the rock as if his glare could magically make it disappear.

"Hey! We've fought tons of monsters both back home and on different worlds! In fact…" Yang pulled Jaune forward as she put her arm around his shoulder "Ladykiller here is a hero chosen by the Keyblade! That's kind of a big deal so we've heard."

"We've been training to be heroes, we've battled dangerous monsters and even creatures of darkness and I did want to become a Huntsman to be a hero." Jaune added while Weiss was miffed at not being called a 'hero' by a man they just met.

"And who gave you the right to say we aren't heroes! We are a Huntsman and Huntresses in training with years spent learning both in combat schools and in the field. I think it more than qualifies us as heroes." She spoke and then added, "And what gives you the right to keep us out?"

"You guys hadn't heard of me!?" They shook their heads at the Satyr's question and then came the explanation, "I'm Philoctetes, just call me Phil, and I'm a trainer of heroes. So I know a Hero when I see one."

"Well…Phil, how could you just dismiss us without even seeing our skills in battle? All three of us trained at the greatest Huntsman and Huntress academy back on our world. We've defeated and have even taken down powerful creatures and Heartless." Weiss then dramatically pointed at the teacher as if to challenge him. "I demand a chance to prove that we can enter the tournament!"

"Are you hard of hearing princess, you three ain't heroes, only heroes or those with a god's blessing can compete!" As he brushed off the girl's demands Phil did adopt a curious look. "Though I won't lie and say you don't have potential..."

"So why not do as Ice Queen says…

"Hey!"

"And let us at least prove ourselves. We were all training for a big tournament to happen back at home before this Heartless business. I think once you see us in action you'll be calling us Heroes and Heroines in no time." Yang offered the Satyr.

"It's like in one ear and out the other with you lot." Phil then turned to Jaune. "And I suppose you have something you want to say too, Mr. Key's Chosen One? Or can you do me a favor and clear out so that I can get back to work." Feeling the glares aimed at him Phil just chose to brush them off. "You may have potential, but it's too early for all of ya'. These tournaments are ruthless with fighters coming in from all across the stars. You think I'm comfortable letting a bunch of kids into the games with that kind of competition? So buy a ticket and sit in the stands or leave." The Satyr tried to get them to see reason.

"Phil sir, you might think it's too early but we have our reasons for why we have to enter the tournament. Give us the chance to at least let us earn our way in. Besides you are a trainer of heroes' right? Can't you just show us some moves and give us some tips to practice before game day?" Jaune tried to reason back with him.

"I've done the impossible before junior but even I've never took three kids and made them heroes in three days." Pinching his brow, an idea then popped into the stubborn satyrs head. "How's about this, we do have a qualifiers course for anyone wanting to practice in the arena before the games starts. You three impress me, and you're in."

"Lead the way." Yang said determined.

(Jaune of Hearts)

The qualifiers course Phil mentioned was a small stadium in a forest next to an ocean away from the coliseum. Around the open air amphitheater they could see stands filled with weapons, targets still filled with arrows or holes and even some training dummies. For some reason most of the older dummies were modeled after women. As the teens looked around the field in curiosity Jiminy tried not to let his jaw drop in shock.

"Golly, so this is the place where the great Hercules began his training?" Jiminy asked while pulling out Jaune's Scroll to take pictures to the blond's chagrin.

"You know your stuff. Yep, this here is where all the heroes I've trained took their first steps and where I turned the son of Zeus from a zero to a hero." The Remnant trio could hear the clear bragging in his voice as Phil reminisced. "I thought Herc was nothing special when I first saw him, but thanks to his begging (and a bolt from Daddy) I relented and trained him on these very grounds."

"Well we're doing the same thing, why not train us or let us fight then." Yang folded her arms in frustration.

"For one, you lot don't have a father who's king of the gods and can fry you with lightning." Phil began. "And two, if you three are so confident show me some things that fancy school taught you." The Satyr paused and looked between the three. "Here's how this works, each of you are going to go through the same reps Hercules went through."

"We don't have time for a full training session! We are on a very important mission and like you said I doubt three days is enough time to fully complete a course built for a demigod." Weiss argued, getting tired of dealing with the goat man.

"Ease up Princess, you definitely can't break stones and bench statues like my golden boy but it's enough for me to see what level you're at." Phil then made himself comfy in one of the stadium's seats.

If looks could kill the Schnee would have buried the Satyr ten times over but Weiss only gave an angry huff as she prepared her weapon. "Whatever, can you just show us this famous training regimen you're so proud of?"

"The test is over there." Phil pointed a lazy thumb a distance away. Jaune, Weiss, and Yang followed his thumb and their jaws dropped seeing the crazy contraption that lied in the ocean. Swinging blades, giant bear traps, sharks, and a large stone fist were all they can see before Phil snapped his fingers to get their attention. "Look alive, you three ain't even close to ready for that test. We're starting small."

(Jaune of Hearts)

"Hero Lesson #4: Your trainer is always right." Phil smirked to the trio as they stood in front of a wall of targets. "Now hit the targets as best you can."

"Child's play." Weiss said as she stepped forward, readying the chambers of her weapon. Spinning to her ice dust, three familiar white glyphs appeared behind Weiss as she slid into her combat stance. The glyphs then launched large shards of ice through the center of a few of the targets. "Is that satisfactory?"

"Not bad, now can you do the same thing with magic?" Phil asked.

"Excuse me?" Weiss asked in surprise.

"You think I didn't see you chilling blondie's hand off back in the lobby. I'm bald but I'm not blind, I know magic when I see it and that ice just now was different." The Satyr then pointed back to the targets. "Now, show me that magic isn't just for show."

Huffing, the heiress poured her concentration into the magic lessons she had learned up to now. Her free hand shined a light blue aura as the air began to chill and fog around it; Weiss aimed an open palm and began blasting cold air at the targets. While not as large as her dust made ice, the large hail stones still broke through the wood an missing the bullseye from Weiss' first shots.

"So your magic isn't pretend, but you haven't been using it for long have you?" Phil examined the shots and kicked at the ice that remained on the ground.

"I will admit that I am new to magic and right now I only have two spells in my arsenal that I have mastered." Weiss pulled up her hand that shifted from the chilling blue to a bright burning red as a flame floated above her palm.

"You called that mastered?! Princess, those are good for beginners but most people in this tournament can make it rain ice around the size of me. I'm surprised you did so well without a catalyst." Phil said.

"Catalyst?"

"Wand, Staff, Stave. It's the thing you magic type carry to help channel our magic, make it shoot faster or even a bit stronger." Phil walked up to Weiss and examined her weapon. "You did it before with that weird sword of yours."

"Myrtenaster isn't a 'weird sword' or a catalyst. It's a multi-action dust rifle, on our world we use a material called dust which is close to magic." Weiss stared at the holes in the target, the small holes her spell made about half as big as her dust shots.

"But I doubt you'll find your dust floating around in the air or lying on the ground on another world?" Phil tapped his hoof in anticipation of her answer.

"Well no, but…"

"Then you better get to practicing so your magic is at least half as good as this dust your proud of. Maybe look into finding yourself a catalyst or a weapon to help with casting." Phil walked away to a stone pillar nearby with a target. "Practice here, I want to see fire and ice the size of your head by sundown."

"But…"

"Lesson #4: Your trainer is always right! Now, Lesson #95: Concentrate!" Phil barked at the heiress.

"Why you…!" In her anger, the small flame grew in size as she threw it Phil.

The Satyr ducked and the fire ball missed and caused a nearby dummy to burst into flame. In her realization that she almost burned a defenseless man, rude or not, Weiss' anger was replaced with worry as she saw an angry Phil extinguished the flames on his horns where the fire hit.

"Lesson #96: Aim!"

(Jaune of Hearts)

"So from that stunt you did back in the lobby I assume you're the muscles of this little group?" Phil asked Yang, who out of the three looked the most eager to give the training a try and impress the trainer.

"You bet, so show me the toughest thing you got." Yang replied with a smirk.

"Your weapon?"

"Right here Coach." Yang brandished her fists, showing off Ember Celica locked and ready.

"Then I got a test for ya'.

The Satyr led the blond over to where a training dummy stood. This dummy though was different from the others and it looked sturdier and we coated in full plated bronze Greek armor. The armored dummy stood inanimate in the center of a small ring painted on the ground. Yang blinked once, then twice before looking at the trainer with a look of disappointment.

"Is that really it?"

"What want to call it quits already kid?" Phil smirked.

Yang rolled her eyes as she walked to the dummy, crossing the white lines on the ground. "I expected a strong monster, you know, something that can take a punch." Yang said looking to Phil. "These things…"

Yang didn't get the chance to finish as she felt a strong grip on her arm that sent her flying out the ring on the other side. Lying surprised on the ground, Yang looked and sees the once inanimate dummy now standing tall and alive in a strong and firmed stance. Clapping was then heard as she saw the large grin on Phil's face.

"Can't beat the magic of the gods' kiddo. This thing here was a gift from Ares and Athena to my boy Herc to beat the rules of hand to hand combat into him. Your test is to last at least five minutes in the ring with Talos Jr. here."

"Oh I can do better than five minutes!" Yang hopped back to her feet and ran back to the ring. The blond dragon fired a fist forward only for Talos to dodge to the side, fist still up a raised in preparation.

"You're not throwing me out the ring this time!" Yang yelled as she used her weapon's recoil to shoot herself towards the object of her anger.

This let the blond nail Talos with an explosive punch that pushed Talos across the ground and towards the edge of the ring, just shy of a knockout. The Automaton stomped hard and ran back towards the center and at the Huntress waiting for it. Yang held still anticipating a punch only for Talos to grab her and bring her down into the dirt with a wrestling lock. Yang growled and struggled as while her aura helped numb the pain, Talos still held her in a strong hold. While Talos continued putting pressure on the struggling blonde Phil walked up to the edge of the ring.

"Lesson #15: Don't turn your back on your foe! Talos here is made to let you go if you give up kid." Phil lectured her.

"Not…a…chance!" With a burst of her semblance and an explosion of aura Talos was pushed back from Yang. The Huntress now stood renewed with glowing red eyes and burning yellow hair and shot her way towards the now stunned robot with her right fist raised.

Whether the Greek puppet seemed to have learned from Yang's first punch or by divine intervention, Talos crossed its arms and blocked the full force of Yang's fist and the shell fired from Ember Celica head-on. Stunned that the punch not only did nothing and shrugged off her semblance fueled punch, Yang could do nothing as a bronze clad leg swept her off her feet and strong clasped hands slammed into her gut making a small hole in the ground with a tired Yang in the center. Hearing her groan, Phil clapped his hands causing Talos to slump over as he struggled to pull Yang out of the hole and out of the ring.

"I don't…know where…to start with that." Phil panted after successfully retrieving Yang. "How about, Lesson # 24: Don't get cocky."

"Ok, I get it." Yang breathed out. Her aura was already doing work in helping to heal her aching stomach. "Why didn't my punch do anything that time?"

"You forget this thing was made to train a guy that can lift statues as if they were toys? Talos is made to adjust with every hit you give it. So you ain't going to be sending him flying out the ring unless you're lucky." Phil explained. "Now, clean yourself and get back in there when you're ready."

"Oh now that I know what it can do, I'll be more than ready." Yang said, her still red eyes glaring at the dummy.

(Jaune of Hearts)

"So you're some kind of chosen one? You know how many brats come from other worlds bragging that fact?" Phil asked the last member of the team.

"I wasn't bragging! Anyway, what's my test?" Jaune asked as the keyblade appeared, held firm in his hand.

"Geeze, the more I look at you I'm reminded of how scrawny Herc was back then." Phil said mostly to himself before leading Jaune to another part of the course. "How about you give this a shot."

Where Phil had brought Jaune was what looked like an obstacle course. Wooden barrels stood stacked in groups of three or four with a few individual barrels scattered every which way. Jaune took a moment to count that there were at least twenty of them in total, at least the ones that he can see. While some of the barrels were placed on the ground, some were on the audience stands and some were even on top of the random pillars that were in the middle of the course.

"What exactly am I looking at?" Jaune asked.

"I can tell Princess was a magic type and Temper…" Phil was cut off by a distant yell that Jaune swore sounded like Yang. "Is more a brawn over brains type of girl. You're the only one I couldn't get a good read on so you have to run through the course every newbie has to run through."

"Wait, so I have to run to some finish line?" Jaune asked.

"No kid, see those barrels. You go over there and break all the barrels before the time limit. Here's a hint, if you try to break them one at a time you're just wasting both your energy and my time." Phil moved back, giving Jaune space while he pulls out a small sundial and a whistle. "Show me what you got, I'll be generous and give you thirty minutes."

"Thirty minutes, I think I can manage that." Jaune then held his keyblade with both his hands, shifting into his new two-handed style.

"And start!"

At the sound of the whistle Jaune ran at the first stack of three and slammed his weapon on the top most barrel. Instead of breaking instantly like Jaune thought it was, the barrel seemed to resist the overhead swing at first before breaking causing the swordsman to stumble as he regained his footing.

'Right…we're dealing with magic here.' Jaune thought to himself. With renewed vigor, Jaune swung at the two remaining barrels. The new plan was now to see how many hits it actually took to break the obviously enchanted wood. Making sure he hit both of them to save time, Jaune saw that in two hits the barrels soon became firewood. Happy his plan worked, Jaune ran to the next stack unaware of the impressed look on Phil's face.

'Not bad, usually takes them a while to go and break multiple instead and trying to break each one with all their might.' Phil looked down at the sundial to see the time ticking down. 'Still he won't make it if he doesn't learn the other trick.'

Running out the arena and into the stands now, Jaune slashed at the barrels as quickly as he could. Sweat was already pouring down his face from running all around the course and swinging his keyblade wildly to hit and break as many barrels as he could. Just as he made his way through a stack of six and looked at the barrels on the pillar Phil's whistle caught Jaune's attention.

"Time's up kid." With a snap of his fingers, the broken barrels soon repaired themselves. Jaune then lumped into an empty seat after seeing all his hard work become undone.

"Give me, one more shot; I'm sure I can…"

"One more shot? How long have you been swinging a sword for, from what I saw you still ain't used to that oh so special weapon." Phil pointed out Jaune's stance as the Huntsman walked back to him.

"Actually, sword and shield were my main weapons back on Remnant. But, I lost my shield when our world was lost. And I'm not used to just fighting one-handed with my other hand doing nothing so…" Jaune tried to explain, though the irritated look on Phil's face didn't disappear. "Plus two-handed makes it easier to cast mag…MAGIC, why didn't I just…?!"

"Hey, I don't need any excuses or you using shortcuts. Now you got to do the course again using only your keyblade if you want to impress me." Phil yelled back. "Now Lesson #16: A Hero is only as good as his weapon. If you want to impress me, start by mastering yours."

Jaune wiped the sweat from his brow and slapped his cheeks to psych himself up. He couldn't hide behind the excuse of losing his old weapon and forgoing learning how to learn a new one. Besides, this must be karma for all the time he borrowed his friends' weapons without asking or wishing he had a better weapon back at the start of his training at Beacon. The blonde knight charged ahead, repeating his attempted massacre of the barrels as Phil continued to time and critique Jaune's lack of style.

(Jaune of Hearts)

"Now what happened to that fire you three had? Weren't you going to impress me?" Phil asked as the Satyr saw the three sitting, regaining their stamina. "If you were having that much trouble with those tests then you definitely ain't ready for the games." Phil said as the trio caught their breathes after their run at their obstacle courses. "Don't feel too bad, took Herc' a little over a month to even pass the basics like this and the kid was half-god."

"How's about you come over here and try it?!" Yang shouted back, eyes still red and the tips of her hair aflame from her active semblance. Trips through the ringer with Talos had left the blond dragon on a tiny trigger.

"Didn't you three want to prove that you're true heroes? Consider this lesson one, true heroes don't complain just because their first test was a little rough. Be happy you still have two more days to complete the training course." Phil hopped off from his spot on top of the strange rock. "How's about you all take five while I get the course to reset and get back to work. Enjoy some of the world's hospitality before sundown."

Before Yang had a chance to argue Weiss held her back hoping to cool the hothead down. "Come on, if there are people from other worlds here then we can likely bump into them in town and even if we don't we can recover our aura and plan strategies now that we know what we're dealing with." Weiss' words seemed to work as Yang took a few deep breathes and her eyes and hair returned to normal.

"We can go back to the ship and at least clean up before we go down there. Phil, we can still try again tomorrow right?"

"You can try as many times as you like before the games, but after what I've seen you can pass and it wouldn't matter." Phil answered before waving them out. "Now get out of here, you're stinking up the place."

"Why you little, rude…MMMPH!" This time it was Weiss who blew up only for Yang to cover her mouth as she led the shouting heiress out of the arena.

Jaune got up to follow them but took a second to turn back to Phil. "You may not think we're heroes but we won't stop until we prove you wrong. One way or another you'll see how good we are in the tournament." The knight then left the field after his friends, leaving the Satyr to clean up the training area and return to is job of preparing the coliseum.

'Let's see you brats prove me wrong. It's been awhile since I trained an underdog.'

(Thebes)

After a much needed shower, the Remnant trio took some time to set up a camp around the Shining Beacon. Jaune, Weiss and Yang wanted to take their minds off Phil and his training, even if only for a moment. So the teens decided to heed the Satyr's advice and decided to check out the nearby town close to the coliseum. Arriving along the outskirts they took a good look at the foreign town.

"This is Thebes, doesn't look bad." Yang said.

The three started to look around the nearby town, and noticed that there were many different individuals and some shops. There were a number of Warriors in different armors, but many had armor that reminded them of Pyrrha's battle attire. There were also those that looked like they could be magicians, thieves, and almost looked like a gathering of RPG types.

"Man this place is big. Where do we even start?" Jaune asked as he looked around, noticing that there were Faunus and other races, even a few people that had human torsos, but from the waist down were completely horses.

"Well we do need to resupply, who knows how long we will be here." Weiss then pulled out a small sack containing her share of the Munny. During their time in Traverse Town they decided that they each needed their own wallets with currency in case they were ever separated. "I'm off to see if I can learn more about this world."

"A new world filled with fun things and the first thing you want to do is learn." Yang said in obvious sarcasm.

"Hush you, each of these worlds is different and I won't miss the opportunity to explore them all thoroughly. I may be able to find a replacement for dust or even something to help Jaune and me with magic." Even with the new sights, Weiss still thought back to her training with clenched hands. "We won't be able to rely on dust forever."

"That is true, dust stores aren't exactly an international product." Yang said.

"It wouldn't help to look. Besides we can also ask some of the shopkeepers if they have seen anyone we know." Jaune added. "Maybe we should split up, cover more ground that way?"

"Is that really the right thing to do, we could get lost and I don't think you and Weiss have learned a teleportation spell…or have you?" Yang asked.

"No, we have not and while you make a good point Yang we don't have much daylight yet." Weiss reminded them. Their training montage from hell had lasted from sun up to almost sunset and the group reasoned the reason so many people were still out was because the town was celebrating the opening of the next tournament. "So we shall compromise, Yang and I will explore the western half of town."

"That leaves Jiminy and I with the east. Once the sun goes down we all meet back at the Shining Beacon." Jaune guessed the rest of Weiss' plan.

"Precisely." Weiss nodded.

"Guess we'll catch you boys later. Come on Weiss; let's see if we can do anything about our clothes as well as our weapons." Yang said as she and her fellow member of team RWBY went on their way through the bustling crowds.

"There they go, where should we head to Jiminy?" Jaune asked the cricket who was still perched in his hoodie.

"Hmm, there are a lot of things I would like to see. Oh I got an idea and I'm sure you'll like it too." Jiminy pulled out a tour guide, from where Jaune didn't know, and flipped through its pages. "Ah here, the temple of Zeus!"

"Temple of Zeus, is he one of the gods of this world?" Jaune asked as he mindless walked through the streets of Thebes, ignoring the calls from vendors to spend his money on food, trinkets, and…Hercules sneakers.

"To my knowledge Zeus is the King of the Gods of Olympus and father of Hercules. In those halls, Hercules was said to speak to his father who gave him the advice he needed to help him on his journey." Jiminy recited. "My thoughts were that maybe we can find a clue there."

"Or something to help me with training right?" Jaune asked the cricket.

"Now Jaune, you are a good warrior. I've seen you in battle and I reckoned you've been in a few even before you're even picked up that keyblade." Jiminy chastised the blonde. "Every hero has their start and the temple was Hercules'. No one is expecting you to wave your hands and make the Heartless disappear."

"You're right but I can't help but think I should be back in that course training? But swinging at barrels isn't exactly heroic training; I don't see how Phil's test was supposed to prove anything." Jaune said in frustration.

"Maybe instead of focusing on the result look at it from a different direction." Jiminy offered as he tapped his chin in thought. "Now that test had you running around like a chicken with its head cut off and swinging your weapon like mad."

"Don't remind me."

"What can you do to change that?"

"Well, I know back at Beacon Pyrrha would sometimes sit me down and we would talk about the different stances and forms to take in battle. Back then, most of them were about one armed combat with some two-handed for when I needed to put more strength into my hits." Jaune starred down at his hands, imagining the keyblade between them. "I would mostly raise my shield to defend and attack when I could see any openings. Now that I don't have a shield I don't really have the option to try and block a hit with my body."

"Hmm, sounds to me you could use a change of styles." Jiminy tried to think up a solution. "If you can't block or at least not with just your weapon you need something to help you get out of the way and then attack when you can."

"But Jiminy, an Arc should always rise to a challenge head on. It's a saying in my family since my Great Grandfather's time; an Arc meets his enemies with shield and sword in hand and…"

"Jaune, right now you're without a shield." Jiminy reminded him. "So unless your aura can take a beating or you have a power like Yang, we should look into getting you a different style." A sigh escaped his lips but the Arc couldn't disagree with Jiminy, but a teacher wasn't going to magically appear and suddenly help him out of the goodness of their hearts."

Looking back to the streets and try and find the best way to the temple a figure walked slowly towards the two. The other people seemed to not notice anything out of the ordinary as they paid no attention to the person clad in a black coat and hood as they made their way towards Jaune. Right not Jaune couldn't take his eyes off this person but as he looked at their face he could see nothing but shadows that masked their eyes and the bottom half of their pale face. After a few steps the figure was side by side with the Arc and then spoke.

"You are the one with the key, are you not?" The one in black asked in a low voice.

"Depends on who's asking." Jaune replied back. He learned a long time ago never to trust strangers, especially those dressed ominously in black coats that hid their faces.

"A Remnant…" The person answered making Jaune's eyes widen in surprise but otherwise the knight did his best to keep his poker face. "Your silence says enough and I already heard you two speak of the keyblade."

"You were eavesdropping on us since then, that's mighty rude of you." Jiminy retorted.

"Well it's dangerous to be speaking of the key in the open without caution. You never know who could be listening." Their expression didn't change but the two could hear some humor in their voice.

"So who are you? Just because you're from Remnant doesn't mean I should just trust you." Jaune said, readying himself for a fight if the situation called for it.

"That is true." The person hesitated a bit before pointing back the way they came. "I know the way to the Temple of Zeus. We can have a private conversation there." The mysterious person then turned around and began to lead the way.

"Wait you didn't say if you were friend or foe." Jaune asked.

"Believe me Jaune, I am a friend."

(Jaune of Hearts)

"Well besides Hercules Fever, they do have some cool things here." Yang commented on the festival as she and Weiss continued their exploration. The traditional chitons and other dresses the vendors offered to her and Weiss were beautiful but the sunny dragon decided to save her munny for now. Food for dinner was more important than fashion for the moment.

"This is a world where gods actually exist and interact with many people. It makes me wonder how Remnant would be if stories like the two brothers and the maidens were real." Weiss thought aloud as she examined a bronze coin she had found along the ground. She needed something to prove her stories true when she returned home to show Winter. "Still after hearing about all these gods it makes me wonder why monsters still exist here too."

"Who knows? All I see is these guys are find with Hercules around to protect them. He's like Thebes own personal Huntsman." Yang looked off to the nearby food stands. "So, you have any preference for dinner Weiss?"

"I don't even know what half of these stands are offering." Weiss answered.

"If I were you, I'd stop by the Ambrosia stands. The Satyrs make them good this time of year for the competition."

The voice startled the girls as they turned to see the man who has spoken to them. He wore clothing similar to the drawings of the gods they have seen around Thebes but his robes were pitch black as if made from smoke, in fact smoke seemed to drift from the bottom of his robes as they touched the ground. Along with that he had blue skin and what he had for hair was actually a blue flame that rose and flickered on his head.

"And...You are?" Yang asked. Besides his appearance there was something about the man that unsettled the blonde, as if ever instinct told her to steer clear of him.

"Oh right, manners. Name's Hades, lord of the dead how're doing?" The god said as he walked closer. "And I can't help but be impressed by that little fireworks display you and the little miss there did in Phil's little playground. Will I be seeing you br...Warriors in the games?" Hades asked curiously.

"I don't think we will be competing, due to allegedly not possessing the qualifying marks." Weiss stated with cool and a hint of suspicion, since Hades did introduce himself as 'Lord of the Dead'.

"Let me guess: old Phil's being a stubborn old goat and not letting rising stars like you compete?" It was a spot on and accurate assumption as Yang couldn't help but acknowledge it

."Yeah, I mean three heroes in training from a school that trains heroes, and one of them is the Keyblade's Chosen, who says no to that?"

That made a brow rise when the god heard that. He remembered seeing these two in the crystal ball Maleficent had in her castle and it only took him a moment to see the boy with the keyblade was not amongst them. A light chuckle left Hades mouth.

"I like you're style kid, and tell you what, I've got a deal for ya."

"And what is the deal?" Weiss asked. If this god was anything like the similar stories and tales she's heard of growing up then you have to be careful when you make a deal with a god.

Hades held out his hand and in a puff of smoke three passes appeared in his hand. "The games have gone a little...boring to my taste. Everyone puts their bets on Jerkules and care little about the other rising stars. Not me, let's say I have an eye for talent." The god held three passes out to them.

"Here's what I'm going to do. While the old goat can say who's ready or not for the tournament, the gods have the final say. So I'm going to give your team a shot."

"How did you know we needed three tickets?" Weiss asked, now a bit more guarded.

"And what would you get in return?" Yang made sure to ask.

"Well, how about someone other than the crowd favorite, I mean it's a tournament, so a little spice and variety wouldn't hurt? I'm immortal so cut me some slack." Hades said, and the deal did seem good. A little too good to be true for their liking but did need a way into the tournament where the entire off world fighters were in case they couldn't get Phil's blessing.

"Excuse us for a minute." Weiss said as she and Yang got into a small huddle "This deal seems too good to be true. I doubt there's anything good that would come from it."

"I really don't like saying it Weiss cream, but you're right. I don't think we can trust him. Plus his hair being on fire is totally ripping of me setting my hair on fire."

"Yang, not now. I'm not sure we should, but it might be our only way in. We can get more information from heroes and other competitors on where we could find our friends."

"And maybe the 'Oh so awesome Lord of the Dead' is trying to help you guys out. What do you say!? Come on?" The group was shocked as Hades inserted himself into the conversation, "Oh, I probably forgot that this is a limited time offer, so going once."

"Wait, that's not a lot of time to think about...!" Weiss tried to argue.

"Going twice..."

"Hey at least give us a chance to talk about this!"

"Goin..."

"All right! We'll take the tickets!" Yang exploded as she snatched them from the god's hands. "Champions or not, we're going to win this thing and smash through anything in this game!"

"Sold to lovely lady in yellow." Hades smiled seeing the three take his offer. "I'll be looking forward to seeing you three fight. I need something to rub in those other gods face that my choice can beat theirs. Now off you three go, enjoy the snacks, grab some popcorn, be ready for the games in two days." The god then made his exit leaving the two to ponder their choice.

"You think we made the right decision?" Yang asked Weiss, the tickets in her hand and the consequences along with them.

"It's a plan B if impressing Phil fails. Let's hurry and by some food for dinner. We'll talk more about this when everyone is together." Following the heiress, the two continued on their way made making sure to go the opposite way the Lord of the Dead had floated off.

(Jaune of Hearts)

As Hades continued to walk far from Yang and Weiss he stopped in front of an alley. His jovial grin was replaced with a frown as he felt company arrive in the form of two separate footsteps. "Those two down the road there, I'm going to add them and another one to the contract."

"That isn't a part of the deal Hades. You only said Hercules."

"I'm sorry, but the contract says you fight anyone I tell you to or I won't help you with your little bird problem." Hades said, knowing he was ticking one of them off. In a puff of smoke, a pictured appeared showing Jaune's face. "This scrawny guy, he has something I want you to get rid of. So if you happen to take his weapon as a spoil, that's allowed. Accidents happen in the games all the time."

"I promise nothing." One of the shadowy figures left the alley leaving only the other to talk to Hades.

"Geeze talking morals and reason to the God of the Underworld, the nerve of some people. Anyway now that dark and broody#1 has left the building." The god turned his attention to his guest.

"What about you broody #2? You want to find that lost cat of yours, I'm going to need you run through them too." Hades said.

"Please, they won't last a second. Just keep up with your word, you may be a god but that doesn't mean you can speak down to me." The man spoke. "Deliver on your promises and I'll take care of my part of the job."

"Short and to the point, I love it." Hades smirked as he let the man leave on his own. "This is going to be fun. If I'm lucky all my problems will just off each other."

(Jaune of Hearts)

The Temple of Zeus wasn't what Jaune had first thought though then again he didn't make a habit of visiting temples back home in Beacon. The Arcs were believers of a strong will and blade if anything and besides some stories Jaune didn't live in a very religious household. Even in the waning sunlight Jaune and Jiminy can still make out the large and imposing statue of a bearded man in a toga sat in a throne. One thing Jaune can especially make out is that looked like a medallion on Zeus chest depicting a lightning bolt. Their mysterious tour guide had stopped in the middle of the vacant temple waiting for Jaune to finish his sightseeing.

"In this world, Zeus is the god of more than just lightning. He's the god of the very sky, one of three very powerful gods. His bolts make lighting dust back on Remnant look like fireworks." The person spoke.

"Thanks for the lesson but can we get to the part where you tell us who you are." Jaune insisted.

Instead of answering the person suddenly appeared before Jaune in a flash with a knife in their hand. While shocked he wasn't as frozen as the figure believed as a keyblade appeared before them and Jaune as the knight knocked them back.

"You've gotten better, but that won't do you good against enemies that can think and strategize." The figure renewed their assault though as Jaune moved to meet them halfway, they zipped to the side and struck at Jaune's undefended left.

Jaune tumbled a bit but had his keyblade pointed at his assailant with frost gathering at the tip. A burst of blizzard kept the figure from continuing their attack in fear of being frozen, allowing Jaune to quickly get back to his feet and in a new stance. "You're right, my track record against people isn't the best but don't take me lightly."

The figure slowly hummed as they kicked off the ice that managed to cling to their black boot. "So I shouldn't, that wasn't dust, you didn't use it back in Beacon."

"I picked up a few tricks." Jaune said. He wanted to keep this person talking to see if he could discover their identity. From their words he could tell they were a Beacon student, probably from his year.

"So you have." The person lowered themselves and ran towards the knight again. In anticipation for another trick Jaune slammed the keyblade into the ground.

"Blizzard!"

At that moment ice began to creep along the ground towards the black coated assailant. Instead of slipping on the ice path like Jaune had hoped, they only hopped the ice and prepared an overhead slash at Jaune with their knife. The Arc brought up his weapon and deflected the slash with a loud clink as the two metals cut into each other. A kick to the chest pushed Jaune back allowing the figure to land on solid and not frozen ground.

"Interesting strategy, though try not to be so reckless. We are in a sacred place."

"Yeah and I don't think the big guy upstairs is appreciative of you starting a fight in his temple." Jaune shot back.

"Fair point." Dropping their knife on the ground Jaune actually thought he had reasoned with them only to see the figure come at him again.

'Blizzard won't slow them down and I doubt I can land a good fireball with the way they're moving.' Jaune thought as the figure continued to move and dash around him in circles. It did a good job of making the knight feel like prey hunted by a predator and making it harder to tell where they would attack from next. 'If only I had something that can hit multiple directions. Cut off their options.'

'Then you'll need something more than simple fire or ice to do that. Try this out; as much as I don't like my temple wrecked you two are giving me quite the show.'

'Wait who was…' Jaune blacked out a bit as a new wave of information flooded his mind.

"You shouldn't be distracted in a fight!" The figure shouted as they drew a new weapon from their coat.

Through what felt like instinct, Jaune lifted the keyblade to the air and instead of the using rush of fire or frost, bolts of lightning surged from the center and gather into a sphere above the Arc. Without any thoughts, Jaune pierced the sphere releasing the magic outward and wildly out into the temple.

"Thunder!"

As if a tribute to the God of the Sky, the bolts rained randomly from the ceiling around the assailant surprising them as they switched from attacking the Huntsman to dodging the lightning heading their way. As one stray bolt got too close, the figure was struck only to vanish as another copy took their place as she rolled along the ground. Thinking they were safe the figure got up only to meet Jaune who took hold of their hood.

"I…didn't want it to go that far, but hopefully that convinced you."

"I could do without trying to kill me. I've been through one crazy test already." Jaune said moving his hand from the hood to their hand as he helped them up.

"Criminy Jaune, was that a new spell? Did you just cast thunder?" Jiminy dug himself out from his hiding place still stunned from watching the battle that just took place. What was more stunning was Jaune helping their attacker up instead of running in the other direction.

"Yeah, I think I just learned it from a god." Jaune said awkwardly whilst rubbing his head.

"You just learned thunder magic while standing in the God of Lightning's temple. I swear I wouldn't believe you if I haven't seen it." The figure sighed before removing their hood. Whatever force that seemed to hide her seemed to vanish as her long black hair flowed free from the confines of the hood. "So what gave it away?"

"Nothing really, of anyone of our year there is only a few of us who are naturally fast without their semblance and while you're good with a knife it felt like you were used to a longer weapon." Jaune deduced.

"You'd be surprised how much experience I have in knife fighting actually before I was trained in swordsmanship." She said.

"Still, it's nice to see a familiar face Blake."

"Likewise Jaune. Now do you mind if we catch up?"

And that's a wrap for this chapter of Jaune of Hearts. Now to go over a few things like I said back at the beginning. To everyone who got the alert that the story updated days ago, that was to delete the A.N. that was chapter 6 since I don't want to leave notes up on stories and throw off the order like I have don on my other previous stories. Now the story of this chapter, a quick peek at how the chapters and written and made is that Wolf and I meet and start a doc before passing it back and forth until it gets to a point that we both think it's a good stopping point, changing and discussing as we go along. Then I take all the huge chunks and edit and refine it on my end into this new mess you have the enjoyment of reading.

Jokes aside, I know my writing is bad, if a chapter takes awhile it means something has happened on my end during the editing phase. I have been looking for work since last time and this new job takes time and energy. Plus Wolf and I have been discussing other stories that may pop up so look forward to those when they appear. I also would like for my writing to improve. So far no one has any problem with it but if there is something I do that doesn't look right or you like to send me reports of the number of grammar mistakes I have made let me know. A wish of mine is to actually write a story that can be published and I see FF as good training and good feedback because something keeps bringing you all back. So work, life kicking me down, and delayed editing are the only reasons I can give. I've pondered setting up a for this but I don't for two main reasons. I enjoy writing for you guys to much to try and justify paying for chapters, even if it is incentive I write because I do love writing and for stories like this which is a collab it is not fair to set something like that up unless I can link it to Wolf as well since this is an equally worked on story.

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Reviews:

TheGamer24

- I apologize, my foreign language training is weak but from what I made out I'm glad you enjoyed the content so far. As for your question, if it is 'Is this a one-sided harem?' You mean Jaune-centric then I'll go ahead and say yes. As a wise man said, 'It's not a spoiler if it's obvious.'

Smam30

-It's hard work blending them together. The original draft had the trio doing the dumb barrel mission you do for Phil when you first visit in KH1 an I thought to myself, three future Huntsmen who had an epic food fight can handle worse. Hope you continue to enjoy our content.

MadcapErikaSparkle

-We'll just have to wait for BBB to be sure.

najdrox

-Thanks for pointing those out. Hope the chapters are getting better for you and I make less and less mistakes.

Panda-kun77

-Sorry to keep you waiting. Here's to 2018 not being a massive pain so that I may bring more of these in a more frequent manner.

-names

-I'll go into details on how Yang designed the Shining Beacon another time, we've all been through the horrors of Gummi Ship building. I'm on team, put lots of guns and shields on the gummi so that everything that isn't an item dies. Blake's role will be one I'm sure a lot of people will love, she's on of my favorites and I want to do her justice so look forward for what she wants from our hero and why she's in league with DiZ.

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To be continued...