Chapter 3: Memorial Flight

Ever since he was small, Jaune was fascinated with the tales of old. Favorite stories of those his age had been mostly of Huntsmen, great battles fought in the Great War, and the Maidens of the Seasons. Jaune's, however, had been much more simple than that. He dreamed of knights, princesses, dragons, and sorcerers. However, as he grew older, Jaune slowly lost, bit by bit, his fascination with these old tales. By the time he reached Beacon, only one aspect of his childhood dreams continued to bewitch and ensnare his mind.

Magic

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"What are they hoping this will accomplish?" Jaune watched from his perch up in a bell tower as a blond Devil from Kuoh Academy, now disguised as a clergyman, patrolled one side of town along with two female Exorcists. Another three teenaged Devils were also on the lookout for someone on the other side of Kuoh. Most likely the serial killer who had been targeting men of the cloth. Well, at least that was the purpose Jaune arrived to as the reason why four Devils would dress up as members of the Church.

"Not like I could do any better under these circumstances."

"With what?" Jaune didn't bother to turn around as a small, red reptilian head popped up on his head.

"Tracking a psychopathic swordsman, who also use to be a man of God."

"Really?" the small dragon snorted before jumping off of Jaune to stand on the railing.

"Based off of what we've seen here so far, you'd have already sent the poor smuck running and we'd be out cracking a cold one in a bar right now."

To ensure he wouldn't become too isolated from his fellow man, Jaune had been calling up his summons to either have someone along for this crazy world of a ride, or to just pass the time. Genie was always up for globetrotting, Bambi loved it when they came across a huge park called "Yellowstone," Dumbo enjoyed watching a traveling troupe they'd happened upon in France, and Tinker Bell, well, generally liked screwing with anyone, including Jaune.

Not a bad idea, Jaune mused to himself for a moment before noticing that the unlikely trio was racing back across town in a hurry.

"Come on Mushu," a familiar head of green was spotted in pursuit of the three as the dragon kept a grip on Jaune as he leapt from rooftop to rooftop.

"We got a paycheck to earn!"

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(Play: Kingdom Hearts 2 Sinister Shadows)

"This world is so... weird." Emerald watched as her fellow classmates encouraged each other while they fought the bat shit crazy Priest wannabe with a fast sword.

"I'm so done with living here." Emerald dragged a hand down her face before sighing.

"You're certainly preaching to the choir here sister." The former thief quickly spun on her heel and aimed both of her guns at the face of an eight year old. Said kid had a huge smile on his face, even with him staring down the barrels of two mechshift pistols.

BANG!

With the little boy's attention diverted, Emerald booked it before anything weirder could happen. Which, as luck would have it, enabled her to evade the notice of the company of Fallen Angels sent by the order of Kokabiel to ensure the retrieval of the remaining Excalibur shards.

"Hello my fellow avians!" The group starred down at the young man that'd appeared after the flashbang wore off in the alley. The remaining Devils immediately readied themselves for combat upon the revelation of the Fallen Heavenly Host waiting in the wings. Said Fallen then brought out their light spears en mass as soon as the sigils of the Gremory and Sitri Houses flared into existence.

SNAP! FWOOSH!

Before anyone could move, a vortex of wind appeared in the Fallen ranks as soon as the pale teenager snapped his fingers.

"Hope you like your chickens extra crispy. MUSHU!" The dragon immediately sprang off of his head and ran towards the vortex before stopping.

"I'M ON FIRE!"

Then everything turned white as the flames engulfed everything.

(Song end)

2/6/2020: Yeah I know it's been awhile since I've updated this, but I haven't been having much luck lately with properly structuring all of the things that go on in my head. Add work into the mix and there isn't much I can really do. I hope you guys enjoy what I can get out, when I get it out, and if you guys think you can do better with the premise, then be my guest. I would more then love to read what you guys can make. Anyway-

Let your heart be your guiding key.