Here we go, another small(ish) RWBY project. I recently played all the Uncharted games (And loved them), so here's my treasure hunter AU for RWBY!

Chapter 1

"So when did she say she was going to arrive?" Ren asked, sipping from his teacup.

Jaune's black coffee clacked back down on the table in contrast. He fished into the pocket of his jacket and pulled a phone out. Squinting at the screen through the sunlight reflected, he said, "About five minutes ago."

The tink as Ren set his cup down spoke all the disapproval he did not say. The coffee shop they sat in was rather quiet, with few patrons milling about in the Monday morning traffic.

Jaune never liked spending too much time in Vale. It was stuffy, claustrophobic. Cars and people passing fluidly, never giving a moment for breath.

"Jaune," Ren interrupted. He jerked his head slightly, pointing out a new figure who had entered the calm shop.

The blonde spoke to the barista for a few moments, then scanned the area briefly until her eyes fell on Jaune and Ren. She set a firm pace towards them.

He enjoyed the pleasure of watching this woman walk towards him. After all, she was a lot to look at. Gorgeous, confidant, she had it all. His day dream was only interrupted by the screeching of a chair pulling across the floor.

"Let me first apologize for being late." She smiled, almost as if that would smooth everything over.

"You're Yang Xiao Long?" Jaune sputtered with eyes of disbelief.

Yang fluttered her eyelashes, a coy smile firmly fixed to her face. "Not what you expected?"

"What Jaune means is that usually we deal with older clients," Ren interjected diplomatically. "People who have held on to artifacts for some time and aged out of the period of their life where they could gallivant off."

"Gallivant, good word," Yang remarked. "I hear that, I clearly don't fit that bill. But blondie here seems a bit more enrapt with my…physique."

Both Yang's word choice and Ren's kick broke Jaune out of his haze. He took a quite breath and in his best attempt to salvage the situation, said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Xiao Long."

Yang laughed. "Don't call me that, that's my mom's…well…not actually, I guess. Um, call me Yang." Her laugh shifted to a nervous chuckle as she twirled a strand of her hair.

"I'm sorry, Yang."

"Look, but don't touch, bucko," Yang said alongside a wink. She turned to Ren, who was in the middle of glaring at Jaune. "Anyway, I was told you two are treasure hunters."

Ren sipped his tea. "That's a way of putting it. My name is Ren and you've of course already had Jaune introduce himself in his own way." Yang chuckled and Jaune groaned. "Why have you come to procure our services, if I may be blunt?"

"You may." Yang nodded with approval as she reached into her purse. From within, she extracted a plastic bag. She set it on the table.

Both Jaune and Ren leaned forward. Inside the bag was an old piece of paper, brown and aged. "May I?" asked Jaune as he reached for it.

"Go ahead," Yang said with a nod of her head.

Jaune popped the bag open and removed the paper. It was old, very old. The material, if it even was paper, was on the verge of tearing apart.

"It's a map," Jaune remarked as he unfolded it and set it on the table for Ren to see.

Yang leaned back, letting the two men study the map. "I'd worked that much out on my own. But I can't read anything on it, it's some archaic language—"

"Old Vacuoan," Ren surmised. "It saw brief usage in this region as Vacuoan explorers came through before the people of Vale expanded this far south."

"It seems like it details the expedition to some temple or structure. I can't tell what that word says though."

Ren cut in. "Something about a woman of fall. That suffix means pure, so a maiden of some sort? A virgin? I'm not too sure."

"Ancient stories often had a theme of seasons and people who could control the power of those seasons," Jaune rambled with excitement. "This could tie in to something like that."

"Vacuoan tales usually focused on summer though, why would they be looking for something related to fall?"

"Does it matter? This could be a key that is historically important. And if it is a temple to one of these women of seasons that means there's gotta be some treasure there, yeah?'

"Definitely," Ren said with a rare grin.

Yang coughed politely. "Uh, having fun?"

"Yeah," Jaune said with a twinge of embarrassment.

Ren leaned back and folded his hands. "Where did you get this map?"

"My uncle Qrow was something of an adventurous man before he died. He had tons of old artifacts that he left to me. I had people appraise and sell most of it, but we were never able to figure out what this map was."

"Sounds like you had shit appraisers," Jaune chuckled, silenced by a swat from Ren.

"And I'm guessing you want us to track down where this map leads, yes?" Ren asked.

"Naturally." The barista brought a mug to their table, setting it near Yang. She said her thanks and began taking a sip.

Ren nodded. "Let Jaune and I step outside for a moment and talk this over."

"Sure," Yang said. "I'll be here, just yanging around."

The look on Ren's face was that of pain while Jaune let a small chuckle escape. Yang gave him a look of approval. "Go on, talk your nerdy history stuff out there."

Jaune and Ren stood up, their chairs scraping against the polished floor. They stepped out the main door onto the street. The people that had been meandering about had mostly cleared, going to their jobs and morning destinations.

"So, what do you think?" Ren asked once the door shut.

"We've gotta take it," Jaune replied quickly.

Ren frowned. "Are you sure? How can we trust her? How can we trust a beautiful woman that you're attracted to that has a convenient map to a destination in both our interests?"

"She probably sought us out because of our expertise," Jaune said impatiently. "I mean, how many people know Old Vacuoan as well as us?"

"Possible, but the fact that she just happened to come to us of all people? You know he could be behind this, trying to bait us out into the open. He knows we're the experts in this regard."

"You worry too much, Ren. I'll admit that she's somewhat suspicious, we can keep an eye on her," Jaune said while Ren rolled his eyes at the choice of words. "But you saw that map as well as I did. That's absolutely the real deal."

"I will concede that," Ren admitted.

"Then we can't pass it up, no matter what. We've searched for years for a break like this and now we've got a lead. We are not passing this up."

The two stared each other down. Ren backed off. "Alright," he said. "We do it. But the moment something fishy happens, we're jumping ship."

Jaune reached out a hand, relieved. "Deal."

They shook on it.

"Let's go tell her the news," Jaune said, grabbing the handle of the door.

Ren offered a smirk. "You do it. You're the one who can't take your eyes off her."

Jaune rolled her eyes. "I just wasn't expecting it! She's gorgeous and you said it yourself, we usually—"

"Go on, loverboy. You take the lead on this one," Ren said as he walked through the open door.

Jaune sighed.

Author Notes: I've been planning this story for a while and I'm glad to finally be able to start sharing it with you! It, as far as my plan goes, will run for ten chapters. You can expect somewhat frequent updates for the time being.

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