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**Communications through scroll and other devices

Beta: Matt Cyr

AN: Lately I haven't had any inspiration for writing. But finally with volume 4 premiering I thought I might give this story I try. Of course it will be another Jaune story this time focusing on another of my fav pairings which is Black Knight (Jaune/Blake) or as I call it. I want to see where I go from here without forgetting the Alternate Path because I'm almost finish with the next chapter. But as I said, I don't have enough inspiration to work on my writing mojo.

The story will take place months before the start of volume 1 and I will try hard not to make it AU. Blake has already left the White Fang and Jaune has left his home but he doesn't have the fake transcripts. So I will appreciate if you fine readers fav, follow and review the story. Now without further delay here's the start of the new story" Walking the Forged Path."

Chapter 1 Rainy Meeting

"I wonder how long has it been since I left home…."

Jaune Arc has given a sigh, probably for the sixth time today. The seventeen year old blond boy was still feeling nervous and maybe he had some regret in him. He has left his village without the telling anyone, especially his own family. Not one word was said to his parents and his seven sisters. That's right, seven sisters. It couldn't be help he needed to do this. One way or the other he had to go and start his journey to become a hero. His blue eyes shown he was unsure. Yet another sigh escaped his lips. Memories when his father training him and he failed miserably. The many times the man yelled at him for screwing up instead of improving. His ears cringed remembering when he called him a failure and disappointment for the family.

The Arc family were descendants of great warriors and heroes and he turned out to be the complete opposite. His father thought so, he didn't know about his mother and sisters. Still he made the choice to leave his home taking his family treasure. Jaune's gaze fell to the sheathed sword on his right arm. Crocea Mors the sacred sword passed down through the Arc family. It was the symbol of succession to the next head of the family. Except, he was anything but a successor. He only took the blade because he needed a weapon to where he was going. That's right he had a destination in mind what better way to start his rise to hero status than the most prestigious school for huntsman in Remnant. Beacon Academy, he had his sights on the school.

Even if he had no idea how he was going to apply to the place. The blond had read about Beacon and among the qualifications to be accepted you needed to sent them your battle transcripts. It was a document containing all your personal information including battle statistics as a huntsman in training. In order to get the transcripts he needed to take the application written test along with graduating from battle school. Both things were impossible for him because he NEVER went to battle school so he obviously never graduated and it means he never took the application test. Depending on the evaluation of the transcripts will be the deciding factor which school would accept the graduated candidate. It was probably anyone's dream to attend Beacon, its where the top notch huntsmen and huntresses graduate.

"I can think about how to enter later. I still have time to attend the school."

That's right. He still had plenty of time to attend for the next academic semester. It was after all the beginning of the second semester, he had his sights on the next semester. The young Arc was ahead by seven months. Maybe he was way too early but he didn't think things through when he left his home. It looked like hours since he left Patron village and crossed the forest surrounding the village. Good thing he packed a few things before leaving. Jaune packed some spare clothes aside from his battle attire which he was wearing right now. A couple of extra hoodies, pants, shoes, his sleeping bag and let's not forget the most important thing, food. He made the fastest snack he could before leaving which it was sandwiches. There were tuna sandwiches since he didn't had the luxury to check the fridge completely because he was in a hurry to leave his house.

Yet another sigh left his lips taking his wallet from the back pocket of his pants. The Arc only had fifty lien on him. That wasn't enough to buy him some good food so the sandwiches he made will have to do. Where he was going now? He had no idea, what to do now? It was anyone's guess. But for now Jaune didn't care as he resume walking grassy fields of the Vale kingdom. Finding a temporary job did crossed his mind. He needed money to rent an apartment, if he does make it to the main city. Putting his thoughts aside the blond teen gazed into the horizon. The sun was still set, meaning he had plenty to walk before he can settle down when it goes down. He hoped he didn't had to sleep in the forest he was aware these regions are frequently filled with the creatures of Grimm.

What irony will be that he encounters Grimm when he barely knew how to fight. One thing for sure, he can kiss his dream of becoming a hero goodbye if that happens. His blue eyes were suddenly fixated ahead. It was far all right but he was able to see houses and small huts. A village, maybe this was a sign that his luck might be changing. A smiled graced his lips deciding to increase his pace he had ways to go before reaching it.

"Maybe I can get a job there. Anything to gain good lien."

"Goodbye…."

Those were her last words when she left him back at the train. Her black bow twitched remembering the events that took place not too long ago. She disconnected the cart that was part of the train they were hijacking as part of their mission. They were supposed to take over of all the dust supply the train was carrying for cargo. The black haired faunus has dried her tears because it wasn't easy to leave them, leave him. This was the group she grew up with every one of them was like a family to her. All those faunus were special to her, even if it wasn't the same group she used to look up to. Her amber eyes were filled with determination. No she didn't regretted her choice the White Fang were no more. What's left was a group of terrorist who will steal and hurt humans at all cost. Nothing to the original group founded under the objective of equality. Under all the emotions she was feeling Blake Belladonna, knew she made the right choice.

The thoughts were still on that memory as she left him. Adam stood on the opposite cart still as she said the parting words. Even with his mask on she knew he was upset for her departure. Leaving the White Fang the way she did was an act of treason. It wouldn't surprise if he starts sending his men after all. Either she will be taken back to him alive and he will decide her fate, or maybe kill on sight. That wasn't in her best intentions she wasn't returning and that was final. Blake's amber eyes were focused on the road she was somewhere in a forest in kingdom of Vale. After infiltrating that Schnee Company train that left from Atlas it entered Vale before she parted ways with her former mentor.

She had no destination in mind so the only thing left to do was to keep moving. Her weapon Gambol Shroud strapped tightly on her back thanks to the magnetic sheath. The faunus and former White Fang operative was in deep thought in what to do next. What purpose she has, now that she chose to betray her brothers and sisters? There was no double thinking with her decision. She left because she couldn't do the crimes the Fang have been doing ever since they changed for the worse. Blake wanted equality for the faunus to be treated the same as the humans, not to commit hideous crimes. Thinking what to do with her life she continue traveling the forest region. This was the start of a new beginning in the chapter of her life, White Fang free life.

Jaune smiled happy to have finally reached the village. After taking a closer look the village was bigger than he thought. Many of the huts and houses had a bit of similarity to the ones from his village. However, there was a big difference he took on account. Gazing at the people, their wardrobe mainly it was completely different from the clothing of the villagers of Patron. In fact it was a style he has never seen before. Many of them especially the males wear a short sleeve style dress with different designs. There were many different colors available while wearing what they looked like sandals. The women were wearing something similar but the exception was the foot wear. Wooden type sandals that had the resemblance of heels making them looked taller.

Still putting the clothes aside, the village seemed peaceful. Jaune noticed the many fields of crops as he resumed a tour around. They were growing a large variety of fruits and vegetables and they had plenty of workers to manage all of the fields. Another thing, they had quite the number of horses. Once he went into what it seemed to be the center of the village he was able to see the available stores. From dust stores, clothing among others there was one, that caught the young Arc's attention. The store had the sing of an anvil clearly saying it was a blacksmith store. A place where they make weapons and armor. Jaune decided to try his luck in looking for a job and start there.

Since the store was open Jaune went inside hearing the small bells at the top of the door. The Arc was impressed as he had a look at the armor and weapons on display. The material and design was no doubt top quality indeed. He gazed over at his armor compared to the ones he has seen here, he's was nothing but low quality equipment. Maybe if he's successful in finding a job to gain money he might be able to buy some new armor. His blue eyes turned to the front counter and there was nobody present to attend him. He could wait, not like he was in a big hurry. Jaune suddenly thought of his family back at his village he already missed them, he was feeling homesick already.

"Be right there in a moment!"

The blond knight was glad he didn't had to wait long. Finally someone arrived guessing was the owner or the person who runs the store. It was a man looking in his late thirties with dark brown hair, a bear, gold eyes with two sets of earrings on each ear. His clothes were enough to tell Jaune that he works at the store, he was the one who forges the weapons and armor the blacksmith. But the one most noticeable feature of the man was the pair of horns on his forehead. Obviously the blacksmith was a faunus. He knew about the race because in his village there were also quite the number of faunus.

"Hello, welcome to Alvel's weapons and armor store. As you might now, I'm Alvel the blacksmith and owner of this fine establishment. What can I help you with son?"

"I hope you can help me fine sir. Actually I am seriously hoping you can help me, see I'm new in this village and-"

"Say no more son" the faunus blacksmith interrupted him" being new around these parts means you're looking for only the best in top quality and let me tell you my store offers such. You wont find any better armor and weapons here. Just let me know what has caught your eye and I will be more than happy to comply."

"Actually…." Jaune gave a nervous smile" I'm not here to buy anything. Trust me if I had money on me I will definitely buy something from you, but right now I'm broke sorry about that."

"Oh so you're window shopping. That's fine by me take all the time you want. Just make sure the next time you come to my store, you bring your lien with you."

"Here goes nothing" the Arc composed himself ready to reveal his reason for coming" well that's why I'm here...I was wondering if you're looking for people to give you an extra hand. You know, I'm kinda looking for a job since I'm new."

"Job hunting eh?" Alvel stood in thought" what are your qualifications for a blacksmith?"

"I'm not a blacksmith I don't know the first thing about being one. I thought maybe you have something else available for me" he was getting more nervous by the minute he really hope to get a job in the first try.

"How about you show me then" he smiled pointing to the back room of the store" let's go to the forge and show me what you can do."

"But I-" Jaune didn't finished because he was now being dragged by the faunus.

"Now there's no need to be afraid. If its your first time using a forge I'll give you some pointers. I could sure need another blacksmith giving me a hand. Now son, I want you to make me a dagger."

"A dagger?" he blinked how did he got himself into this situation.

"Yes its something small and easy to make. Its the easiest thing to make for a blacksmith."

"But I already told you I don't know the first thing about being one. I've never done this before."

"And I told you I will give you some pointers son...eh what's your name? My bad for asking now."

"Its Jaune. Jaune Arc."

"All right Jaune I will tell you the process in creating the blade for the dagger. You will make it and I will decide base on your performance if you're eligible for the job."

"I'm in so much trouble" the blond knight gave a sigh knowing he was going to fail big time.

It wasn't that hard to unleash the hot iron on the shape of the blade for the future dagger. Jaune knew as much but he knew if he somehow got that melting iron on him, his skin will melt. So he carefully placed it where it belongs taking the shape and form of the blade. So far he was doing good that is, until he was supposed to pound it with a hammer. It was truly tough work countless times hammering it down until it was perfect. He had no idea how long he's been going at it but he was dead beat exhausted. Eventually he had to take off his armor and hoodie due to the heat from the hot iron. The Arc tried so hard forgetting he was soaked in sweat, until he couldn't go on any longer.

"There, I think its done…." he panted turning to the faunus blacksmith.

Alvel gazed at what's supposed to be the complete blade of the dagger. He sweat dropped it still needed lots of work. In addition it was bent, it needed a couple of hours of pounding. The mere sigh of the work was enough to tell him the blond wasn't meant to be a blacksmith. As a professional in the field it was up to him to be honest. But at the same time, to go easy so he doesn't end up hurting his feelings. Giving another looked at the work he actually told his conscious to go to hell.

"I'll be honest with you son. This is horrible, its pathetic. You'll be lucky if you get five lien for it."

"Yeah I figure I told you I don't know a thing about being a blacksmith."

"And you have proven your point" Alvel stood in thought again" maybe I don't need another blacksmith to help me with the forging. There's one thing I really need, an assistant."

"Assistant?" Jaune smiled that sounded way better than being a blacksmith.

"You know, someone to help me running the store. Polishing the merchandise, putting them in order, sweeping the store. Those kinds of things. I'm sure you can do that right?"

"Of course I can do that, its easy" his smiled widened he has sweep before back at his home, even with his seven sisters he has volunteered to sweep the floor" polishing and placing things I've done it before too."

"Good good that's one thing I wont have to teach you. All right Jaune I'll give you a shot at my assistant. I want to see what you can do and if you do a good job, I'll hire you."

"Thank you! I promise I wont disappoint you, I'll do my best" he was hyped and determined to prove he can do this.

"I like your attitude. Now I want you to start going to the storage room and bring me some old models of armor I have forged a long time ago. I decided to give them an upgrade to improve their look. Hopefully they will catch the attention of customers. After you're done with that, polish the armor and weapons on the front of the store."

"Yes sir I'll get started right away!" Jaune was gazing all over the forge area" um...where's the storage room?"

Alvel just laughed" my bad for not showing you where it is. Follow me."

An hour later Jaune managed to finished the tasks Alvel gave him. He went to the storage and got all the armor sets the faunus blacksmith wanted to upgrade before putting them for sale. Then he polished all the merchandise on the front store that was on display with a clean piece of cloth given by the blacksmith. When he was done Alvel was checking everything with a critical eye, it made the Arc nervous. What if he doesn't like it and he doesn't make the cut? He really needed the job and the money. A stable job and income was all he was looking for until he begins at Beacon. The blond hasn't forgotten he still needed to find a way how to enter the school since it was out of his reach.

"I've seen enough" Alvel's voice interrupted Jaune's thoughts" after seeing your work…."

"Here it comes. Is he going to hire me or...No I can't think like that. Please Monty make him hire me."

"You have done a good job son. Congratulations Jaune, you're hire."

"I understand if I wasn't good enough-wait what?" he stood in complete shock.

"You're hire. You're going to make a good assistant."

"I have a job" his eyes widened as he smiled" thank you so much!"

"Since I'm feeling generous how about I give you the rest of the day off" the faunus blacksmith has taken some lien from his pockets" also, I'll give you an early pay. Its not much but it will do for your first day."

"Thanks a lot Alvel" Jaune smiled feeling so grateful he got this job.

"Tomorrow you wont go off so easily. We have a lot of work ahead."

"You can count on me to be here early in the morning."

"After eight will do. I'll be counting on you."

"I wont let you down."

(Time skip)

Jaune felt really lucky or maybe his luck wasn't meant to last. The Arc was having quite the situation, a case of good news and bad news. Good news he has found a job, on the first try. Bad news, he had no place to stay. He felt so stupid he has actually forgot to look for a place. After he left Alvel's store it hit him hard of his mistake. So he immediately went to ask the villagers if they were willing to let him at least spend the evening in their homes. His bad luck kicked in as they have all refused. Nobody from the village wanted a complete stranger living with them. What other choice he had but to leave the village and try his luck somewhere else. So here he was walking the road wishing for that rare good luck to kick back in and show him place to stay.

"This can't possibly get any worse."

As if fate wanted to slap him on the face the sound of thunder caught his attention. Jaune sweat dropped as the thunder continued and a minute later, it begun to rain. He sighed, he had to open his big mouth, or the thought. The blond was now using his backpack with his things to covered his head to prevent from getting wet. The rain got worse making the teen to run in a desperate attempt to find anything that can shelter him. His running led him to trip and eventually he got soaked wet. Running will probably be worse, or it will lead him to trip again. Judging from the way of the road it looked like there wasn't a single or place to crash. In the end Jaune scored a one plus for getting a job and a negative one for failing to find a place.

Could things get any worse? No he didn't dare to think or say it because it COULD get worse. Yet again, fate was cruel with him. The blond has suddenly heard a loud growl even with the sound of the rain falling he was able to hear it. His blue eyes widened in horror seeing figures entering his view. They have seem to come from a forest not too far from the highroad. When they were able to be clearly seen Jaune was shocked and felt his body trembled with fear. This was definitely the worst time and place for them to appear.

"Grimm…."

True to the Arc the creatures that have arrived were indeed Grimm. It was a pack of Beowulves, a total of six of them. The blond did the only thing that came to his mind, and hide in the nearest thing he could see. Luckily there was a set of rocks and small bushes right next to him. He didn't wasted time as he got behind the biggest rock and stood still. He was praying that the creatures didn't spotted him because honestly there was no way he'll be able to take on so many Grimm at once. Maybe the sound of the rain will make it difficult for them to see him or hear him.

"Please Monty if you're up there please don't let them see me. Just let them pass by."

It sure did looked like the Beowulves didn't saw him, they seem to be sniffing the air and the ground. This might actually go in his favor if he stays still without making a sound. Hopefully they will leave and he'll be safe. Right now he couldn't think, the only thing he could hear was his heart beating fast. Its like he could no longer hear the rain because honestly he was so scared right now. Jaune didn't dare to look if the Grimm were still there one false move and he might regret it. But he succeeded in not making a single sound.

Except for….

"Achoo!" he gasped realizing he has sneezed loudly enough for the creatures to hear him.

Getting wet will eventually lead for him to catch a cold. The Arc was beyond scared hearing the Beowulves growling it was too late to do anything, he knew he's been spotted. He got up and saw the pack staring at him with those glowing bloody red eyes. There was no turning back, there was no escaping running will be futile. Jaune has unsheathed his sword Crocea Mors and folded the sheath that has transformed into a shield with a two golden Crescent Moon which its the Arc's family symbol. The Grimm before him looked like they were ready to attack at any time. It didn't change the fact the blond was beyond scared.

"Okay I can do this...I can do this its only six of them I should be fine I...Who am I kidding I CAN'T do this!"

One Beowulf made the first charging at him raising its sharp claws. Jaune gasped using his shield to blocked the attack, but the force send him to the ground. The Grimm kept on attacking and he tried as hard as he could to block its attacks. Sadly for the Arc the rest of Beowulves followed with their assault.

"Get back!" he panicked swinging his sword, he felt stupid for saying that like they were going to listen to him.

Jaune didn't know what to do, he was scared. He tried swinging his sword and using his shield when he needed to block but he wasn't doing good. With his lack of training and battle experience it will be impossible to fend off against six Beowulves. Things got worse for the blond as he lost shield due to a claw attack, leaving him without a way to protect himself from their attacks. This was it, he was far away from his home, he was away from civilization, he was with a cold thanks to the heavy rain, and the chances of running into a huntsman were pretty slim. There was no way he was going to survive this. Jaune was in tears he didn't wanted to die here, his thoughts were on his family.

"So much for becoming a hero. I wont even get the chance to go to Beacon in the first place."

The blond saw something piercing the back of one of the Beowulf. It was a black sickle strapped on a black rope, he couldn't clearly because of the rain. The creature was obviously killed as it turned to dust vanishing. The rest of the Grimm pack saw the newcomer that has arrived and they got beaten up by a couple of quick attacks. Jaune stood wide eyed seeing the person fighting the creatures whoever it was the person was very quick.

He was able to see the weapon, from a sickle it turned into a black katana with a handle that had a trigger that resembles one of a fire weapon. There was another weapon being used as a sword as the figure continued to fight off the Beowulf until they were all killed. The Arc stood shocked as the Grimm vanished and soon, blue eyes met amber. The wet figure who he was able to identified as a girl signaled him to follow her and he wasn't planning to refuse.

Jaune gave a sigh of relief happy that it was all over. The Beowulves were taken out and his life has been saved by a girl. He has followed her further in the highroad until they reached a small cave on the outskirts of the road. At least now they have found refuge from the rain. The Arc sneezed covering his nose as his eyes fell on his savior. The girl was definitely his age with light complexion, long raven black hair and amber eyes. Because she got wet her hair reached almost the middle point of her back. The blond saw the black bow she wears on top of her head. For some reason, it suited her. Her choice of clothing was rather interesting.

A black buttoned vest with coattails and a white sleeveless undershirt that exposes paert of her midriff with white shirt that looked to be connected with her shirt, which is partly obscured by the vest. A detached scarf-looking collar around her neck. Black low-heeled boots and stockings that start off black at her hips, but they went to purple as they near her shoes. Black ribbons on both of her arms, with a black detached sleeve and a silver band on her left hand. It was clear to say she wasn't from these parts, at least that's what Jaune thought. It didn't matter, what matter she saved him and he owed her a lot.

"T..Thanks for saving me, I thought I was done for."

The girl gave a nod" you seemed like your were in a tight pinch…."

"You have no idea" the Arc knew if she hasn't shown up he would have been a goner.

He noticed she was soaked wet, maybe he can help with drying her off. The blond reached for his backpack, opening looking for something.

The amber eyed girl gave a glance at him not having a clue what he was searching. She was pleased with herself for saving his life that was one good deed done over the bad things she did when she was with the White Fang. But that good deed wasn't nearly enough to erase all the bad ones. Even if he was a human, it was the right thing to do, she wasn't going to let him be. Who knows if those Grimm would have kill him if she hadn't interfered.

"Found it" Jaune smiled as he took a towel from the backpack" here dry yourself."

The girl raised an eyebrow at him while gazing at the towel.

"I know I actually brought a towel with me, don't ask me why. Just take it achoo!"

"Shouldn't you dry yourself first? You're the one with the cold."

"You saved me I think its more appropriate you use it first."

"Okay" she accepted the towel" thanks."

"No problem" the blond kept his smile watching as she started drying her hair, this was the perfect time to introduce himself" I'm Jaune, Jaune Arc."

"Blake Belladonna."

"Like the flower?"

"I guess…."

"I think its a good name, it goes well with your appearance."

"Thanks" she didn't smile from the compliment since she was focused in drying herself" that will do, here you go."

"You sure? I don't mind waiting" he grabbed the towel.

"I'm fine" she gazed at him namely at his armor and weapon" you're a huntsman?"

"Not quite" he chuckled slightly.

"You're definitely still in training. You shouldn't be taking on Grimm if you're inexperience."

"Its not like I was expecting to run into any. But yeah I guess I'm inexperience" Jaune didn't wanted to bring the topic that he hasn't had any proper training.

"You're lucky I found you or you wouldn't have made it."

"I'm well aware of that, thanks again Blake. And if there's anything you want don't hesitate to let me know I'll try my best if I can fulfill it."

Suddenly the loud growl of someone's stomach caught the Arc off guard. Turning to the black haired girl whose cheeks have reddened realizing the loud noise was coming from her stomach. True she has actually forgotten that she hasn't eaten in a while not since she left for the train mission with Adam. Until now she had no idea she was that hungry until Jaune brought the topic of fulfilling any request she might have in mind.

"I'm guessing you're hungry. Now that I think about it I'm pretty hungry too" the blond went back to search on his backpack as he took a small plastic with something wrapped inside" good thing I came prepare, I brought some sandwiches, I made them myself."

Blake's smelled something very good and familiar, she thought her nose was playing tricks on her.

"I hope you like tuna" he offered her a sandwich.

Just like that the amber eyed girl has snatched the tuna sandwich from him in a swift motion. She took a couple of bites savoring the tuna as it attacked her taste buds.

"Mmm…." she resumed munching the sandwich the tuna tasted so good.

"Guess you were that hungry" the Arc followed taking a bite from his sandwich.

"Thanks" she replied between bites, dear Monty she really needed this.

"You can have another one, I made plenty of them."

Now she was truly happy she saved his life. Without thinking she took another tuna sandwich from the blond.

"It stopped raining" Jaune noticed that the sky has gotten darker since evening arrived" don't know if I'll have better luck finding a place to spend the night."

"I don't have any particular place to go, just passing by" Blake has quickly finished her second sandwich it was true since leaving the White Fang she didn't know where to go.

"You too huh? Maybe we should stay here, just in case it rains again."

"Maybe not" she got up ready to leave" not that long ago, I passed through a couple of farm houses before seeing you. It will be better shelter than here."

"Farm houses?" Jaune liked the idea" are they that far from here?"

"Thirty minutes tops, maybe twenty if we run."

"Okay" he was filled with energy since he ate" let's get there quick. Can't risk getting wet if it rains again" he nodded along with Blake.

Jaune followed Blake's lead as both have through the highroad. The Arc was a bit concern not wanting to get wait again, if it does rain. But they got lucky as they arrived at the farmhouses just in time. Because as soon as they settled in a barn shortly, it resumed raining.

The barn was filled with cows on one side and horses on another. Obviously the person in charge of the farm gathered the animals to take shelter from the bad weather. It made the blond worried feeling it was wrong to spend the night here. But it just for tonight after tomorrow they will be off. He took his sleeping bag from his backpack ready to go to sleep as his eyes fell on Blake. The amber eyed girl looked like she was going to rest on some hay.

"You said you have no place in particular to go…."

"I don't I'm just traveling."

"I don't have a destination in mind either. I'm planning in attending Beacon Academy next semester."

"Beacon...That's the famous school for huntsmen and huntresses, right?"

"Yeah you should definitely go too Blake. After watching you fight, you were amazing."

"I'm not a huntress."

"You're not?" Jaune raised an eyebrow" but I saw the way you took out those Grimm. You fight like one."

"I received training but that's just it. I didn't prepare myself to attend a huntsman school" true she was trained to fight for the sake of the White Fang, for their goal. The thought brought some painful memories as her amber eyes softened.

"Blake you okay?" the Arc got worried seeing her expression.

"I'm fine. What about you? You want to become a huntsman, yet you're not much of a fighter" she was able to tell quickly when she saw him handling those Beowulf.

"Heh heh you got me" he chuckled nervously" I guess I lack in training."

"If you can't fight then you should have never tried to fight those Grimm. The obvious course of action would be to run away."

"I know I did tried" Jaune lowered his head he knew very well he was still standing because Blake saved him, he never stood a chance against that pack of Beowulf.

"We should get some rest" Blake stood in deep thought.

"Right, here you go" he pointed to his sleeping bag" I think you should take it and let me sleep in the hay."

"Are you sure?" she was surprised that he was willing to do such thing.

"Yeah I don't have a problem with you taking it."

"It doesn't feel right, its your sleeping bag."

"Blake you saved my life I'm literally in your debt. The least I can do is let you rest in my sleeping bag."

"You did enough when you offered me those sandwiches."

"I feel like it wasn't enough" he started closing his eyes.

Seeing that the blond has settled on the near by hay she didn't had a choice in the matter. The amber eyed girl gave up of putting some reason into him to convince him otherwise. She settled down on the sleeping bag finding it quite comfortable. Her eyes were on Jaune but it seemed he has already fallen asleep, the sound of the rain wasn't bothering him in the slightest.

It didn't take Blake that long to drift to sleep thinking she was going to be traveling alone after leaving the White Fang. Now she knew she was wrong maybe this experience of having someone accompanying her wont be so bad after all. It was hard to trust someone she just met, especially a human. But this human has already proven to be trustworthy after his kind gestures. She was still unsure what to do now, what kind of life to lead? Where to go? Or what her goal should be? The answer to those questions were still unknown for the time being. Blake didn't know when to answer them she will focus on the present.

To be continued

-Here's the start of my latest story it takes places seven months before the start of volume 1.

-Those who have already read some of my stories know I like doing slow development when it comes to pairings. This story isn't an exception I want to create a strong bond between Jaune and Blake and by the time I get to volume 1 they will be the best of friends with some romantic hints here and there.

-I will be focusing on their relationship as well as Jaune's training so there will be plenty of chapters to come. Know this well that I wont be getting to canon events for a while.

-I decided to watch world of Remnant to know more about the four kingdoms because I will be using it for reference for this story at least.

-The faunus blacksmith is NOT an OC of mine but its the character that forged Jaune's new armor and weapons using the remains of Pyrrha's armor in chapter 1 of volume 4 I only came up with his name Alvel. I forgot to mention I will be adding stuff of the latest volume in this story while adding more original content.

-I didn't added the location because I don't know where in Remnant are team RNJR. I know they're heading for Mistral but I have no idea of their current location.

-I would like to thank my beta Matt Cyr for taking his time in fixing the grammar in the chapter thank you very much.

-I will always appreciate favs, follows and reviews.

Next time: Life in the Farm