Ch. 1

Jaune had just finished his daily run for the night a bit earlier than usual. For the last couple of years, he's been training as hard as he could to convince his parents to train him. He walked past his parent's room when he heard his mother's voice. "Look I'm telling you I don't think he should be a huntsman he's…. well he's Jaune he won't make it and we both know it." She said she sounded worried and a little embarrassed.

"Look I know you're worried I know Jaune doesn't look like hunter material but it's his choice," His father was trying to reason with his wife but even he didn't believe his own words.

"Look if this is about the Arc legacy I don't want him apart of it. Why should he risk his own life when he can barely hold his shield properly," she said. There was a long pause and he could hear one of them passing back and forth.

"…You're right maybe we can distract him with more guitar lessons, maybe add some piano in there to keep him occupied. He will probably give up on being a huntsman eventually." Jaune arc felt like he was shot through the heart with that comment. He quietly went into his room and slammed the door shut. Loud enough to let them know he had heard them.

There was a knock on his door moments later. "Jaune sweetie you ok?" Asked his mother softly, normally he would find comfort in her voice but right now he was just angry at it. "I don't know why you're going to try to control my life again mom." He snapped back. His mom didn't say anything for a minute he just heard her breathing. "Jaune sweetie…what exactly did you hear?"

"Oh I heard plenty. 'Why should he risk his life if he can't even hold his shield properly' or how about 'I don't think Jaune should be a hunter he won't make it.' So yeah I hear more than a bit!" he shouted for the first time in his life he actually raised his voice against one of his parents.

"Dinner will be on the counter if you want some later." She said and Jaune heard her walk of slowly. Jaune could only grit his teeth and punch the wall. Why didn't they believe in him! He trained everyday as hard as he could on his own every day! All to prove to them that he was serious about becoming a huntsman.

Yet they still didn't believe in him. Well if they won't train him, then he guessed there was only one thing he could do. He reached under his bed to grab the one thing his grandfather had left for him…Crocea Mors. The blade of the arc family…he still remembered when his grandfather gave him the blade. On his thirteenth birthday.

*flashback*

Jaune Arc was standing in front of his grandfather Roland Arc the man of a thousand blades. He was a tall ageing man of eighty-seven years he was breathing with the aid of an oxygen tank and he smiled brightly at Jaune. "Jaune my boy come closer." He said as Jaune sat down on the edge of his grandfather's bed and smiled at him.

"Hey grandpa how are you feeling?" he asked and his grandfather smiled at him even on his birthday Jaune was always eager to spend time and care for his grandpa.

"Happy birthday Jaune I have a present for you." He tried to get up but a loud pop resonated through the room and the old man grimaced and laid back down. "Actually Jaune can you reach under my bed and pull out the black case for me lad?" Jaune nodded and he pulled out the black case.

"The combination is 6-91-90." He smiled as Jaune opened the case and the blond boy's eyes widened in shock. Jaune was about to ask his grandfather when he held up his hand weakly.

"Do not thank me Jaune it's the same blade that has served our family faithfully for generations. Crocea Mors, it is yours by birthright and I have no use for it anymore, these old bones can barely lift a glass let alone a sword…and sadly I cannot teach you like I taught your father. Jaune if your parents and sisters do not train you and you wish to become a huntsman then there is one place you can go."

Jaune listened to his grandfather's words and a sinking feeling started to form in the pit of his stomach. His grandpa never used this tone of voice. "Grandpa… you're talking to me like…" Jaune didn't dare finish that sentence but his grandfather nodded and smiled at Jaune.

"Yes Jaune I'm on the last leg of my journey but do not pity me I've lived a long life and I have few regrets. But I have unfinished business with you. Now draw the blade boy." He said and Jaune saw a fire unlike any he had seen before in his grandfather's face.

Jaune nodded to his grandfather and unsheathed the blade. It was still pristine and its edge hasn't dulled at all. It felt awkward in his hands yet at the same time…it felt right natural almost.

"Jaune do you want to be a huntsman?" Asked his grandfather with a very serious tone. Jaune smiled at him and he locked his eyes with his grandfather.

"Yes I do. I want to be a hero for people to look up too. Not for fame or fortune but because someone needs to defend the weak." He said and his grandfather grinned at Jaune and firmly planted both of his hands on his shoulders. His body began to glow a blinding white.

"Good answer boy! Now I have one last gift for you! I bestow upon you the gift of AURA!" He said and Jaune had no choice but to close his eyes against the blinding light his grandfather was resonating.

"Our light shall pierce the dark hordes with yellow death we shall claim victory. Through virtue we become champions and carry the greatest of burdens. 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." Jaune steadily felt a warmth from within his being. He felt like he was pulsating with his grandfather. "I release your soul and by my shoulder I protect thee. Even in death." As he finished his chant Jaune's eyes shot open as he felt like his entire body had been lit on fire yet at the same time it was cool. He couldn't quite explain the sensation just that it felt awesome almost like a huge adrenaline rush. His grandfather released Jaune from his grasp and laid down with shaky breath.

"Grandpa are you ok!?" Asked Jaune as he grasped his hand. The old man chuckled a little before he squeezed his grandsons hand.

"Don't worry about me boy I'm just tired. I'm really old and I just used the last of my aura to unlock yours…...you know Jaune I remember a time when I was just like you and I told my father I wanted to be a huntsman. He let me forge my own path and now I'm going to give you the tools to forge your own path as well. I know you will make me proud and a little advice, forget about the Arc legacy focus on you Jaune. Walk your own path proudly." Jaune smiled and nodded to his grandfather as a few tears fell from his eyes.

"Thank you grandpa. You have no idea what it means to me… thank you for believing in me." He said.

"Jaune come down stairs and let grandpa Roll rest!" yelled his younger sister from downstairs.

"Go have fun Jaune it's your birthday don't let an old man like me keep all your time… but by Oum get me a slice of cake later." He said as they both shared a laugh and Jaune gave his grandfather a hug.

"Thank you grandpa, I love you…don't worry I'll sneak you a slice when dad falls asleep." Jaune said before he walked out the room strapping Crocea Mors to his hip. He walked down stairs to the other guest and family members. Roland Arc smiled and closed his eyes. He took a moment to reflect on his life. He never did settle that draw with Furinji. Did he.

'Hehe I wonder how Jaune will react to the dojo if he ever goes…. I only hope he's ready for the trials that lay ahead.'

Flashback end

That was a year and a half ago. Jaune was now 14 years old and his grandfather passed away that night peacefully in his sleep with a content smile on his face and a half eaten slice of cake on his nightstand.

To Jaune his death was like getting hit in the heart with a sledge hammer. His grandfather was the only one that really believed in him. He taught Jaune what it meant to be a Huntsmen and a hero. Now it was time for Jaune to show everyone what he learned.

His life after his grandfather's passing was kinda rough, especially with the resident bully Cardin making fun of him and calling him the weakest Arc or the accident. He knew he was always the weakest one but he always tried to make some difference he never backed down from Cardin, he always stood up for the only two friends he had. Even if it meant getting beaten again and again by him and his gang.

But now after talking it over with his friends he made up his mind. His parents still refused to train him so there was only one thing left to do. He packed up his things and ran away. He took a traveling pack, his sword and shield, the lien he's been saving up, and a couple changes of clothes. He left behind several notes for his family and friends and left in the dead of night.

'What was that dojo called again? Ryozanpika? Ryozanpaky?... Ryozanpaku! That's the place I need to go to!' With his destination set, and with what little determination and confidence he had he began his Journey.

Two weeks later

Jaune finally made it to an island off the coast of northwestern Mistral where the dojo Ryozanpaku was located. The island was called Japan, with the major city being Tokyo. Admittedly he had gotten lost…. then robbed…. then he had to run from an angry mob after helping a few Faunus children…and then he got lost again and somehow ended up in Atlas and then finally after saving enough money for another flight he made it to his proper destination.

This is what lead to him roaming the large city searching for Ryozanpaku. He was honestly quite impressed; he was only hoping he could find the dojo. Ryozanpaku the place where the strong gather or the place where the bandits gather…it was a rough translation ok give him a break. He was just hoping it wasn't a gang or criminal organization his grandfather was sending him into. (Oh if only he realized what this city held)

He asked around the city for directions but everyone he asked either didn't know or if they did they only paled and walked away as fast as they could. It was like he was asking where the Grimm came from. Eventually he asked a karate studio if they knew where to find it.

The instructor there only gave Jaune one look before he laughed and told Jaune to go back home. Jaune simply left the studio and continued to walk around pretty much aimlessly. He decided to cut through a park when he saw a group of four thugs harassing an old Faunus man.

"You need to apologize to this man right now." Yelled a girl's voice. All Jaune saw was a purple blur shoot past him. She stood protectively in front of the Faunus man. She was a blond girl wearing a tight purple leotard with a red jacket over her top. He also noticed a little mole under her eye.

Jaune watched for a moment as she stood up to four thugs on her own. "I saw it you pushed him where do you get off pushing an old man to the ground like this!" She said with a harsh tone.

"Relax the dumb animal was wandering around getting in everybody's way so I pushed him." Said what he would assume was the leader in this group of thugs.

"And what about that piece of junk on the road you call a car it's in everyone's way too you going to do something about that too." She said her voice carrying a dangerous edge to it.

"Listen blondie this doesn't concern you just take a look around at those people walking by there all pretending to not notice." He said and Jaune looked around sure enough the bystanders were walking past and averting their eyes pretending not to see what was obviously going on. Jaune clenched his fist he was often told to mind his own business by his mother…but that's not what heroes do!

'He's not cut out to be a huntsman'

'Maybe he'll give up if we can distract him'

'Hey look it's the weakest Arc'

'I bet he's not even a real Arc'

'You should just give up'

He ran down the sidewalk and stood next to the girl glaring at the thugs. His pride and honor as an Arc would not let him stand by and watch this happen. He placed his hand on the handle of Crocea Mors to frighten the goons.

"Leave them alone!" He yelled at the thugs as they took a step back as they saw his sword most likely thinking he was a huntsman in training. Sadly, this didn't work for long as the ringleader simply walked closer.

"Hey, just keep moving kid this doesn't concern you." He said. Jaune didn't budge though mostly because his mind was racing.

'Crap baskets why do I always do this! Oh wait that's right I want to be a hero. Well I can't and won't back down from this thug. I will make sure this old man and girl aren't harmed!'

"Like hell it doesn't concern me." He said and he lifted his fist into a loose boxing stance he learned from one of the few matches he had seen on T.V. The blond girl next to him smiled and got into her own fighting stance. Jaune could actually feel an aura of power from her.

The thug with a cigarette pulled out a knife and in the blink of an eye the girl was already on him. No she was literally on him! The blond girl had used his face as a springboard and jumped high into the air. Jaune gawked for a moment because the girl looked like she had grown years almost. She began her descent and delivered a devastating axe kick to one of the goons. Jaune snapped out of it and he punch the ringleader in the face with a very sloppy but aura infused punch knocking him out. Jaune was about to help finish the other only to find the rest already beaten and the girl smiling at Jaune.

'Wow is this girl is some kind of killer acrobat?' He thought before he helped the old Faunus up.

"Thank you two I'm alright. Those thugs will always be the same no matter what day or age it is." He said as he pulled out his wallet and was about to hand Jaune some money but he shook his head.

"That isn't necessary sir." He said.

"Are you sure boy?" He asked and Jaune nodded. "Very well I won't force you. My names Yu by the way."

"That's good to know I'm Jaune do you need any help getting home?" he asked and the old man shook his head.

"No i's just waiting for my taxi and it just arrived thank you youngsters for helping an old man." He said as he entered the taxi. Jaune turned to the girl and smiled.

"So that was a thing I'm Jaune Arc short sweet rolls of the tongue ladies love it. What's your name?" he asked and held out a hand for her to shake. 'Dang it mom why did you drill that into my head!' He berated himself mentally.

The girl giggled and shook his hand. "I'm Miu Furinji it's a pleasure to meet you Jaune thank you for the help." She said Jaune looked away and sweat dropped.

'She probably could have handled it by herself.' He thought. "Oh I didn't do much you could have handled it by yourself."

"Nonsense you were plenty of help, I'm actually kinda happy that's the first time anyone's ever tried to help me like that thank you." She said with a bright smile Jaune resisted the blush and scratched the back of his head.

"Oh uh thanks…oh by the way do you know how I can get to a dojo called Ryozanpaku?" he asked as the girl nodded.

"Sure I do but why do you want to know?" she asked.

"Oh I was told I could train there by my grandfather, he said that a master there was an old friend." He said as Miu nodded and pulled out a piece of paper and drew a crude map with directions to Ryozanpaku.

"Here you go just follow those directions tomorrow. Take care Jaune." She said and went on her own way. Jaune looked down at the map and cringed. He was about to ask her some questions but when he looked up she was gone. Jaune reluctantly looked back down at the map and sighed. Yeah he was going to be busy tomorrow.

The next day

It took Jaune the entire day again to find Ryozanpaku. The directions were really confusing to follow especially with the weird route. Honestly jump from the Sinju house to the Morgan's house and run along the power line who the hell travels by rooftop and power lines.

Despite the map he eventually found it. Ryozanpaku. granted it was already dark when he got there but that was beside the point.

Now Jaune was standing in front of two large wooden doors that towered above him. He had his family blade strapped to his hip and he carried his traveling pack over his shoulders. And his trusty guitar case over his right. He looked over the complex and noticed that it was in a bit of disarray with cracks all over the walls. He walked up to the gates and he took a deep breath. He wondered if he should knock or just walk in.

After a few moments of debating he knocked on the door. "Hello is anyone home?" More silence followed until he knocked again. More silence. He tried to push open the door only for it to not budge. He pushed harder and even tried to use his aura but the door wouldn't budge.

"What the heck kinda door is this it feels like it's made of lead!" He yelled as he struggled against the door when someone's finger gently moved past the side of his face and pushed open the gate with incredible force. Jaune fell to the floor and only stared at the wide open doors. He turned around and looked at the towering figure in front of him.

He was a towering fair skinned man with blue eyes and blond hair. His hair reached his mid-back and also sported a chest length beard and a thick and macho mustache. And a thick antenna-like shape of hair hanging from his face. He was also wearing a long green robe/Gi and red arm guards.

"Hello their young man what business do you have here at this hour?" He asked and Jaune rubbed the back of his head nervously.

"Um I-I was hoping to train at this dojo my grandpa told me I could come here to…train" he said nervously.

"Hmm I see can you tell me your name young man." Said the elder as he locked eyes with Jaune as he stood up.

"I'm Jaune Arc….and I want to be a huntsman." He said while staring into the aging warrior's eyes. The elder smirked at Jaune recognizing both his name and the fire buried in his soul.

"I see you wouldn't happen to be the grandson of Roland Arc would you." He said while stroking his beard. Jaune could only nod dumbly in response.

"Well then Jaune follow me we have much to talk about." He said and started to walk past Jaune. Who scrambled to his feet and followed the elder.

"Wait I forgot to ask your name sir...and are you like a martial arts master or something." He asked while walking towards a large dojo.

"HAHA well I wouldn't call myself a master I'm just rather fortunate I have yet to lose a single battle. My name is Hayato Furinji the headmaster of this dojo and I welcome you to Ryozanpaku, here the greatest masters of martial arts gather to hone their skills and keep traditions alive. Most of us here despise the common trend that turns our sacred art into a sport." He led Jaune into the dojo where a man of above-average height and messy black hair in a hakama (traditional Japanese robe) was chipping away at a block of stone.

He paused for a moment and looked behind him at the Elder and at Jaune. His gray eyes seemed to pierce through Jaune like he was reading everything about him. Jaune felt a incredible pressure run over him and he struggled to breath but then in a blink of an eye he was fine.

"Oh Elder, I see you've brought a guest." He said and stood up looking down at Jaune.

"Jaune this is Akisame Kōetsuji the philosophical judo master, he is a master of many arts and runs the clinic behind the dojo." Said the Elder.

"Akisame this is Jaune Arc I think he will be an excellent disciple at this dojo." He said and Akisame eyes bore into Jaune.

"Hmm he's weak, unbalanced, and scrawny...if you are serious about letting him train here then we have our work cut out for us." He said as he returned to his sculpture.

"Introduce him to some of the other masters, I think Apachai is training in the yard right now." He said and he began to chip away at the stone again.

The Elder nodded and led Jaune into the yard where an extremely tall and powerfully built man stood in front of a punching bag. He had tanned skin, short spiky silver hair, and was wearing a yellow tank top and red shorts and a sweatband around his head with bandages wrapped around his hands and feet.

Jaune was about to introduce himself when the Elder stopped him. "Sshh try not to speak to loud or he'll start to show off."

The man got into some kind of fighting stance and he started to punch the wall at blinding speed. Jaune couldn't believe the speed and power behind those punches. "What is that monster and where did it come from!" Shouted Jaune and the Elder laughed.

"Apa apapapa apa!" The man shouted and Jaune could almost see the predatory gleam in his eyes. The man kicked through a fully grown tree with ease and destroyers a stone sculpture with his elbow.

'What the hell kind of Grimm is he!' He thought.

"Hahaha that is Apachai Hopachai from an island called tai land only 28 years old believe it or not or as he's better known The Death God of the Muay Thai underground." Said the Elder.

Apachai stopped as he noticed Jaune

"Apa?" He asked before he ran towards Jaune. The Elder caught a punch thrown by Apachai and Jaune fell on his back with wide eyes never even seeing the punch coming.

"Haha forgive him he gets excited easily but don't let his strength or size fool you he's actually a very kind hearted person." Said the Elder as he released Apachai's wrist.

Apachai smiled at Jaune as he pulled him up with ease rattling Jaune with the strength he used.

"Hello their scrawny boy you pay money Apachai teach you to kill!" He said joyously while raising his arms into the air.

Jaune smiled and held out his hand for Apachai to shake.

"It's nice to meet you Apachai I'm actually here to train so I'd appreciate it if you taught me...by the way is there anyone here that can train me to use a sword and maybe a shield?"

"Apapapa yay Apachai will train you to be excellent fighter! Apapapa Apachai's first disciple I teach you to kill your enemies to death Apaaa!" Apachai began jabbing the air excitedly and went back to destroying everything in his path.

"That's enough Apachai!" Yelled the Elder and Apachai went off to do something else.

"Well he seemed nice." Said Jaune. Sure he was a little battle crazy but the man seemed really nice.

"Forgive him we don't get many visitors, he probably just got over stimulated." Said the Elder as he led Jaune down a wooden patio.

"That's fine he seemed nice." Said Jaune as he looked around the complex.

"Tell me Jaune what do you wish to learn?" He asked and Jaune thought long and hard. He wanted to get stronger and be able to fight so.

"Well maybe I can try learning a bit of everything, I want to be able to use my sword without, you know, killing someone when I didn't mean too...I also want to be able to defend myself without my weapon... although I guess I would like to learn some karate too. I took a few lessons when I was little and I liked it." He said and Hayato stroked his mustache and smiled.

'Hmm well I can't say much about what he is...But he's an Arc and even if an Arc has no talent it doesn't mean he doesn't have potential.'

Jaune was so much like his grandfather it was like seeing his very reincarnation...he did still owe his grandfather a favor so he would allow Jaune to learn here as a disciple of Ryozanpaku. After all this was the only way he could repay the old debt now.

"Hmm well come with me there are still other masters around." He and Jaune left Apachai to resume destroying everything with his training regimen... and Jaune finally understood why the wall had so many cracks he was honestly amazed they weren't completely destroyed by now!

The Elder led Jaune past a room that had the screen door open slightly. Jaune peeked inside and what he saw could only be described as a supermodel. He saw a fairly tall woman with a slender frame yet remarkably well endowed chest. She had long waist-length raven hair tied back in a high ponytail, peach skin, and light purple eyes. She was wearing a purple choker around her neck that contains numerous small pins. She was in a small pink kimono and long purple stocking. She was kneeling and the four spears that were around her in the blink of an eye she cut through them with ease.

"Show yourself...what business do you have with me!?" She demanded and Jaune stiffen thinking she was talking to him

Jaune pointed to himself. "Huh me?"

"I know where you are Kensei ...and ...so does my blade!" She stabbed her katana into the floor and a man in a green Chinese robe and gray pants jumped out of the floor mat with a camera in hand.

"Relax Shigure, I was just making sure the everything was up and up, down below looking good~." He said with a sly grin.

Shigure kept her emotionless persona. "That's doesn't...explain the camera you're holding what exactly were you taking pictures of down there?" She asked dangerously.

"Eh… what do you mean." Kensai jumped out of the way and around the room effortlessly dodging the shuriken being throw. One of them flew straight towards Jaune's face, he flinched and the Elder caught it between his fingers effortlessly.

"That is Shigure, our weapons mistress and the other is Kensei Ma master of all Vale(lian?) martial arts." The elder open the door and the two master stopped.

"Hello you two this is Jaune Arc; he's going to be a disciple here. Shigure he wishes to learn the way of the blade are you willing to teach him as your disciple?" He asked.

Shigure sheathed her katana and looked over Jaune with a neutral face and Jaune felt like the entire world grew darker as he saw a purplish aura surround Shigure making her look more imposing. Jaune felt like he was about to pass out with the sheer power behind her stare alone. Until just like with Akisame the pressure disappeared in an instant.

She nodded to the Elder. "...He has potential...I will train him...but he must get ...stronger." She said and Jaune was pleased. He was glad she was willing to train him but he knew he wasn't strong enough...yet.

"Hmm that's true Jaune there is one more master to introduce but I warn you he can be a bit difficult." Jaune followed the elder and into a side room.

"Yo Shio I need a favor." Said the Elder. A tall and largely-muscled tan-skinned man stood in the center. He has short eggplant-colored hair with a longer strand hanging over his face. He had a long scar that runs horizontally across the bridge of his nose. He was standing before a man shaped wooden dummy and drinking a bottle of beer.

"No way I don't do disciples old man." He took a swig from a glass of beer before crushing it with his bare hands. "Besides let's say I did decide to train him." He sent a flurry of punches the head and arms of a dummy clean off with little effort. "The kid would be dead in a week." He said with a dangerous grin.

Jaune gulped and backed away nervously. "Well that's too bad the man obviously doesn't want a disciple hehehe." Jaune laughed nervously and was about to turn around when the Elder grabbed the collar stopping him.

"He's an Arc." Said the Elder and Sakaki froze for a moment and looked over Jaune and laughed.

"Hahaha that's rich geezer hahaha this kid is part of one of the greatest warrior clans on Remnant!" He laughed loudly and he had to hold his gut but his laughter died down when he noticed the serious look on the Elder's face. "... Wait your serious?" He asked the man and he nodded. Sakaki sighed and continued with his training. "Whatever I don't do disciples so don't expect me to train him. I don't really care what you do though." He said.

A few minutes later all the masters were gathered in front of Jaune who felt like an ant compared to these fighters and he wondered just what kind of place his grandfather sent him too.

"I'll go make some tea." Said Miu as she walked down the hall. The minute she was out of sight Jaune felt like the very weight of the world was on his shoulders and he collapsed to the floor struggling to breath and stay awake.

"Well I'll give the kid credit he hasn't pissed himself yet." Said Sakaki with a chuckle.

"Yes but that may be due to his aura countering ours." Said Akisame.

"Still though can we honestly expect him to commit to our teachings?" Asked Kensai.

"Well why don't we ask." Said the Elder. "Now then Jaune will you join Ryozanpaku. Will you devote yourself to the teachings of Ryozanpaku?"

Jaune slowly rose to his feet and with determination in his eyes he answered them. "Yes I will." He said and the Elder smiled.

Kensai pulled out a scroll and rolled it out in front of Jaune.

"Ok then first sign here, then your birthday, signature here, and your current address." He said but Jaune stopped when he reached his address.

"What's wrong boy?" Asked the Elder.

"... Uh...I don't have one at the moment." He said.

"And why is that lad?" Asked the Elder.

"... I ran away from home my parents, they think I'm pathetic and that I'll never be strong enough...so I left to prove them wrong and make my grandpa proud." He said the Elder stroked his beard and Kensei nodded his head in understanding.

"Hmm this is a problem...why don't you live here in the dojo; we have a few spare rooms you can use." Said the Elder.

"Wait really?" Asked Jaune.

"Sure just help with a few chores here and there...also you'll be enrolled in a school while you're here." Said the Elder and Jaune nodded.

"Yes sensei...so when do we start?" He asked eager to start training... (oh you poor fool).

Kensai raised his hand. "I think it would be best if Akisame taught him first." He said.

"Hmm Akisame has had experience in teaching or beliefs so he should be a good teacher." The Elder agreed while stroking his beard.

Akisame walked forward and patted Jaune's shoulder and smiled at him. "Don't worry you're in good hands and despite popular belief I'm not a very strict teacher." He said.

'Wow I thought he was intimidating before but he seems like a really nice guy!' He though and nodded eagerly to Akisame.

Two minutes later

"ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH!" Jaune yelled in agonizing pain. He was wearing a sleeveless white Gi with a white belt. He was forced to crouch down in a sitting position, his thighs were tied to his shins to keep him localized in that position underneath his butt was a still burning incense. His arms were held out as he held two large ferns full of water with the words courage, wisdom and honor written in kanji. The third fern was on his head. And on the inside of his upper arm were two small sharp spikes so every time he tried to rest they would dig into his side's forcing his arms back into place.

"ARRRGHHHH MY FINGERS ARE GONNA FALL OFF!" He cried out his entire body felt like it was burning.

"Many have said that but I've rarely seen it happen." Said Akisame as he drank some tea nonchalantly. His arms ached and he slowly eased them down only to get jabbed again.

"YAHHHHH!"

One hour later

Jaune was standing outside the dojo with a rope tied around his torso leading to a large tire.

"Now then time for a nice relaxing run to Monty plaza and back." Said Akisame as he sat on top of the tire.

"What Monty plaza. That's like six train stops away!" Yelled Jaune.

Akisame eyes glowed for a moment and he pulled out a whip. "Then you better start running!" He whipped at Jaune's feet and he started to run. While he was running Akisame was insulting him and telling him to run faster.

"I thought you said you weren't strict!" He shouted back as he ran forward.

'Damn it grandpa just what kind of hell did you send me too!' He thought.

Two hour later

Jaune laid on the floor of the dojo with a glazed look in his eyes as he breathed hard his body drenched in sweat.

"Alright I took it easy on you since it was your first day. But make sure to get plenty of rest because tomorrow the real training begins." Said Akisame as he walked away.

Miu walked towards him and knelt down. She was wearing yellow pajamas with brown paw prints all over it.

"Hey Jaune I know this is tough but keep up the hard work ok." She said with a bright smile that lifted Jaune's spirit.

"You got it Miu...wait Miu what are you doing here?" He asked.

"Oh I didn't tell you I live here. The grandmaster is my grandfather." She said cheerfully and Jaune immediately saw a little resemblance.

"Huh that's cool...I'm going to be living here from now...so I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other...you can go back to whatever you were doing I'm just going to lay here a while and rest." He said.

"Ok don't give up Jaune." She said and disappeared from his sight.

Jaune slowly got to his feet and slowly limped out of the dojo. Apachai appeared next to him with a well carved walking staff.

"Apachai made this for you here." Jaune smiled and took the staff.

"Thank you Apachai you're a saint." He said with tears at the kind gift as he hobbled down the hallway to the residential area of the complex...only to find a rope waiting for him. To get to the second floor he needed to climb this role.

Jaune whimpered as he began his agonizing climb up the rope. The minute he was in his room he collapsed into the bed and passed out not a second later.

'Grandfather I can't help but wonder if you forgot to mention this on purpose.' Were his final thoughts before he fell into blissful sleep

ok so I went over the first chapter with my beta hres the imporved version..