Queens play

Chapter 37 learning through experience

Jaune shot forward at full speed towards his father as the older Arc charged in spear held tight tip aimed for the young knight's chest. The moment the two were within range Jeremiah's spear crashed into Jaune's shield while his sword came down in a heavy slash aimed to remove the older Arc left arm only for it to stop along the spearman's left bracer which was held up like it was a small shield. Sparks flew as spear and sword grinded against their opponent's respected guards only to break away with a loud clang of metal. The two men stepped back and to the right on their respected sides turning as they clashed again with even more force than before. Jeremiah's golden aura sending out wisps of almost electric currents over Jaune's shield while the young knights own white aura sent out raging white flames. The two clashed like this for only a few second making a complete 180 as they replaced each other from their original starting points.

With one final clash both Jaune and Jeremiah where sent back several feet as finally each landed a solid strike on each other. Jaune aimed his strike in a horizontal slash finally getting past Jeremiah's defense only to find he left himself open as Jeremiah brought his spear to bar and ran it into his right shoulder grinding past the edge of his shield and guard. Jeremiah slid back from the strike to his side only to come to a stop with little trouble while Jaune on the other hand came out with a deep stab wound in his right shoulder from where Jeremiahs spear pierced him and his aura. Jaune had to fight back a howl of pain as he lifted his left hand up to hold his now bloodied shoulder. Jaune could hear voices from the stands only to block them out as he used the pain in his shoulder to bring his focus to the fight. 'Damn it how did he get past my aura it should have defended me, so why was he able to get through it, this is just like with Damien!?'

The young knight thought in frustration as he eyed his father with a new level of caution. The old spearman seemed to see the frustration and confusion on his sons face and spoke. "If you are wondering how I got past your aura it's fairly simple." The older Arc said as he took a relaxed stance leaning forward on his spear as a support. The action elicited more frustration from Jaune as he growled in displeasure of his father's leisurely action. The older Arc seemed to pick up on this as a small smile crept its way across his lips as he let out a small chuckle. The action bringing even more frustration to Jaune as his glare intensified. The older Arc just continued one though as if Jaune's glare meant nothing. "You see this is my semblance." The older Arc spoke in a matter of fact tone as he stood straight again now resting his spear along his shoulders.

"You see my semblance allows for me to bypass my opponents own aura granting me the ability to inflict a wound to those who I fight." Jeremiah smiled as he saw the realization pass over Jaune's face at the knowledge of what he just learned. But the older Arc wasn't done. "So with that said that means you have no possible way of beating me in this fight. You may have improved of the past four years but you can't beat me." At this Jaune's glare returned as he let his left hand fall from his right shoulder as he stood tall raising his head as a small grin spread across his lips. At this Jeremiah seemed to take in a more cautious stance as he eyed his son. 'Why is he grinning?' The old spearman thought as he watched the blood from his sons shoulder spread along his shoulder under his shoulder guards.

"Thank you for telling me that." Jaune said in an almost amused tone. Jeremiah watched with his curiosity getting the better of him as he waited for Jaune to continue. The young knight than raised his right arm over his head and started to rotate his shoulder almost like he was never wounded to begin with. The old spearman stared in shock at what he was seeing. 'What the hell! How is he able to move his arm after I speared his shoulder.' The old spearman thought as he watched his son lower his arm now aiming the tip of his sword at the old spearman. "If what you say is true than even with my shield you would still be able to beat me so no matter what type of defense I have you will be able to get past it right?" the knight asked never losing his small grin. Jeremiah eyed him some as he tried to understand what was going on before he answered.

"That would be correct." As soon as he said this Jaune shot forward at full speed closing the gap between them in only several powerful strides as he brought his sword up in a diagonal slash aimed to bisect Jeremiah. The spearman reacted quickly as he spun his spear around his neck catching it in his left hand using the shaft of the weapon to block the powerful strike. The old spearman's eyes were wide in shock as he stared into his sons eyes which were now only a few inches from his own. "Then I just have to Beat you before I lose my defence!" Jaune shouted out as his strike sent sparks flying through the air as he pushed Jeremiah back. Jeremiah grit his teeth as he pushed back against the young knight's new found strength. Jaune was going all in slashing out and throwing his shield forward like a gauntlet as quickly as he could with all the strength he could must.

The knights should burned in pain with every move but thanks to his enhanced healing the pain was subsided quickly as he sent out attack after attack. The pain easy to hide as he used most of it to full himself to move forward. 'You know what they say the best defense is a good offence.' He thought as he and his father clashed. He wasn't letting up on his strikes as he aimed each and every one to try and break through his father's defense even a little.

The strikes all carrying his rage as he struck out. As the two clashed the audience that had gather watched in both awe and shock at what was happening before them. Ozpin and Glynda watching from the stands alongside Isabel and her two daughters. The five watched in both shock and amazement of what was befalling before them.

"Is that really Jaune?" Asked Lily as she held her hands to her chest as she watched her brother clash with their father. Clarisse could only stare in awe at what she was seeing. 'Is this really a fight?' Clarisse thought. From her perspective her father was just screwing around as he tried to defend against all of Jaunes attacks. While She knew her father was strong she was surprised to see him get so thrown off by one surprise attack as she continued to watch he father and brother battle throughout the ring.

She was truly at a loss she has never seen her father on the defensive before. Isabel on the other hand simply rested a hand on both her daughters' shoulders to calm them as she stared at the fight before her with both Awe and a strange sadness. "Girls no matter what happens down in the ring between your father and brother I want you to promise not to take any actions to stop it."

The declaration brought both the girls as well as the two professor's present attention. The girls shared a look of confusion and concern as they looked to their mother. While Glynda gave a shocked stare of complete and utter confusion while Ozpin seemed to stay impassive to the whole ordeal only listening as a bystander. "Why?"

Lily asked confused by her mother. Isabel just looked down sadly. "Because I don't think we would be able to stop your father and brother even if we tried." Isabel paused as she took a breath. "This fight was going to happen sooner or later, so if we stopped it now all we would be doing is prolonging the inevitable." As she said this she could see the worry rising on her daughters faces as they turned back to watch the battle. Glynda and Ozpin could only stand in silence at this while the witch let her own worries rise. She simply didn't understand what the women was getting at. The witch was about to ask when she heard several gasps pass through the audience while several people shouted out Jaune's name drawing the professor's attention back to the fight.

What the professor turned back to was the sight of Jaune clutching at his chest with his left hand while he was on his knees panting as a pool of blood was starting to form beneath him. The young knight was on the left side of the ring while his father stood at the center with his spear in hand now covered in blood.

Glynda had no true idea of what happened other than the obvious being that Jaune's father had taken the offensive and hade come out on top. The witch just stared in shock as she saw Jaune gasping for air as he held his chest tight trying to slow the bleeding. The arena had fallen silent as everyone stared in shock at what had just happened as the young knight bled. "You should have known this was going to happen."

Jeremiah's voice cutting through the silence. He had gained everyone's attention as he stood flicking his spear to the side letting the blood spatter across the floor of the ring. Jaune slowly tried to stand only to fall to his knees again now forced to use his sword as support to keep himself from falling completely. Jeremiah began to move towards his son slowly. "You should have listened to me when I told you we shouldn't fight. But instead you stubbornly ignored my advice and now you have an audience to watch as you fail."

There was a slight pause as he stood behind his son staring down at the hunched from of the young knight. "They get to watch as you fail, like you always do." Jeremiah pulled his spear back and went for a horizontal swing so the shaft of the spear could crash into Jaune's head and knock him out. The young knight felt as things slowed down and he watched as she spear closed in on him. 'No Damn it! I won't lose, not again!'

He shouted in his mind as he grit his teeth and let his body fall forward under the swing. He cut it close as the shaft of the spear grazed the top of his head doing less damage than a full on hit but still enough to rattle his the world exploded in spots the young knight did his best to force away any disorientation he could and used what strength he had to tackle into His father.

The move caught the old Hunter off guard for a split second before he lifted his leg kneeing Jaune hard in the gut. The strike had enough force to almost make the young knight vomit but he held back to urge and onto his father as he shifted his hold. He turned in on his father's chest, sliding his right arm which still held his sword in a reversed grip up his father's back and over his left shoulder and holding the best he could.

He then gripped Jeremiah's belt in his left hand and lifted the old Hunter and threw him face first into the ground with all his might. Jeremiah had been caught completely off Guard assuming when he kneed Jaune he would have downed him but it seemed his son was as stubborn as ever as he refused to fall. The old Hunter braced himself as best as he could as he felt his face meet marble and his world turned upside down.

The young knight having finished his improvised attacked jumped back as far as he could as he shot his gaze all across the arena to where his shield laid. He then passed his gaze down to his still wounded chest. He cursed as he saw the deep gash running from his right shoulder to just the end of his ribs. Luckily his father hadn't aimed to kill him with the strike so instead of trying to bisect him he just hurt him terribly. The wound would take some time and that was one thing Jaune didn't really have.

He then turned his gaze back to his father who was lifting himself off the ground holding his nose. The old Hunter stood slowly and looked back to his son with a small smile catching Jaune off guard. "You know it's been a while sense you and I last fought so I forgot how unpredictable you are in a fight." The old Hunter said with a small chuckle at the end as he rubbed his nose.

"I mean really you don't even have proper training in swordsman ship or fighting!" The old hunter shouted out in an almost amazed tone as he rotated his neck letting it pop several times before lifting his spear and aiming it at Jaune. The young knight turned his gaze to his shield again before going back to his father as he tried to think of a plan. The old hunter saw this though and just smiled and then shot forward to take the young knight out.

The knight cursed as he jumped to the right diving into a roll. He slide on his side shifting into a crouched and brought up his sword still in a reversed grip and used the flat of the blade to block the incoming strike from his father. The spear and sword exploded in sparks as they crashed together locking the two fighters together.

The knight grit his teeth as he felt his father pushing down on him trying to force him even further to the ground. Jaune shifted his gaze over his father's body looking for anything he could use to his advantage. As his eyes flashed over each part of his father's armor Jaune saw one of his father's throwing knives just in his reach.

He pushed back against the spear and shot his left hand forward grabbing hold of the four inch knife pulling it from is sheath in his father's tassets on his right leg. His father's eyes lighted with slight surprise, but he pushed it aside quickly as he then collapsed his spear shooting his left hand up catching the pommel of Jaune's sword and holding it in placed. His other hand still holding the collapsed spear brought down the 2 foot long golden shaft down like a baton into the knights wrist with bone crushing force.

As soon as the improvised baton hit the knight's wrist he pushed down with all his weight as he held onto the knight refusing to let go as he drove the four inch blade into the old Hunters thigh. Jeremiah's eyes widened in shock as the knife bushed past his aura and into the muscle of his thigh. He let out a scream of pain as Jaune did the same for his now broken wrist. Both fighters shifted their positions and pushed away from one another.

The two put some distance between each other as they both panted as they stared one another down. Jeremiah looked down to the knife in his thigh and cursed. 'Damn it, that's going to slow me down now!' he thought in frustration as he looked back to his son. Jaune held his left arm to his chest as his hand hung at a strange angle. 'Well there goes my shield Arm.' the knight thought with a bitter sigh. Both fighters than locked eyes and began to plan for their next move.

The two fighters were about to move again when a voice boomed out through the room stopping them. "THAT IS ENOUGH, STAND DOWN!" the two fighters turned to the where the voice came from to see an extremely pissed off man with an atlas military coat and six soldiers alongside twelve robots all with plasma rifles aimed at the knight and old Hunter. Jaune recognized the man who shouted as General James Ironwood glaring at him and his father.

The knight gave a confused stare to the general for a second before turning to the audience to see Ozpin making his way down towards the ring. 'What's going on?' Jaune thought as he watched Ozpin come down the stairs Glynda in tow. The knight than looked back to the general who now had his men and robots spreading out around Jaune and his father. "Both of you drop your weapons now!" one of the soldiers shouted at them as the men closed in on them.

At the order Jeremiah just laughed as he stood up slowly holding his thigh where the knife was. "Now why would I discard my weapon for some Hunter reject from Atlas?" the old Hunter said with a sneer as he pulled the knife from his thigh. The remark seemed to be enough reason for the soldier to fire his rifle sending out what looked to be a Taser like barbed projectile at the old Hunter who just batted it out of the sky with his collapsed spear.

Then threw the knife at said soldier having it pierce the poor man's thigh causing him to scream in pain and fall to the floor. This got all the soldiers on edge who took aimed with their own Taser rifles ready to fire till the generals voice boomed again. "DON'T FIRE!" this caused all the soldiers to stop as they seemed to growl in displeasure. Jeremiah just smiled smugly at them before he looked over to the General.

General Ironwood stood glaring at the Old Hunter Ozpin coming to his side and resting a hand on his shoulder. Beacons headmaster whispered a few things to the General which seemed to make the man slightly angry but quickly hid it as he gave a nod and then looked back to Jaune and his father. "You two will stand than and head to the medical bay to be treated. I will than ask you both questions as to why you decided it was a good idea to try and kill each other in front of such a large audience."

At this remark Jaune passed his gaze over said audience seeing it was much larger than when the fight had first started as well as the fact it seemed both his team as well as teams INDO, SSSN and RWBY where all in the stands watching alongside that Emerald girl. He cursed himself slightly as he turned back to the general not wanting to look at any of his friends.

'Damn it of course they would see this.' He thought sadly now worrying about how he's going to explain himself to them. He then looked back to the general who was talking to Ozpin again in whispers. He turned away from that and looked to his shield which was just behind one of the soldiers. "Hey you mind grabbing my shield?" he asked as he nodded to said weapon behind the soldier to his right.

The soldier scowled under his helmet as he turned to see the shield on the ground and then kicked it away. "Like I would give you another weapon!" The man sneered. Jaune then gave him a deadpan stare as he lifted his broken left arm showing the soldier. "Do you even think I could use it with my arm so fucked up!"

Jaune barked at the man as he gave a small grimace at the sight of the messed up limb only to flinch some as Jaune continued. "I need the shield to sheath my sword or do you want me to walk around with a very sharp sword!" He growled out making the soldier take a small fearful step back. Another soldier readied his rifle to taze Jaune only to be stopped by Ironwoods booming voice again. "Enough just get the shield and get him to the med bay!" The general wasn't as loud as he was in the beginning but still loud enough to get the soldiers moving. The men collected the shield and let Jaune sheath his weapon and then began to herd him to the med bay with his father.

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