RWBY: The Animal Side

Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY or Riddick or anything else related to them. They belong to their respective owners and companies.

Summary: If you're treated like an animal most of your life, not long until you start to act like one. Jaune Arc eventually found that out after he was taken away from his family and bounded to slavery. Forced to fight for his owner's amusement and abused for resisting. And for a more sinister reason. Jaune fought like he was supposed to. He fought like an animal. He killed and maimed animals, humans, Faunus and even Grimm. Jaune didn't care, he learned to stop caring a long time ago. Wasn't long until Jaune awakened his Aura. His Semblance soon followed after. Fitting he get the eyes of a predator, the eyes of a killer. Time went on and over the years Jaune got really good at killing. So good that it really intrigued his owner. One day they finally decided Jaune was something special. Very special. That's when they tired to do move against him. Big mistake. On that day Jaune killed a lot of people. In the chaos he escaped. After so many years in bondage Jaune was finally free. But not as he was before. No, Jaune had come to embrace his primitive side. His animal side. The world wasn't ready for him.

Chapter 1

When I was young. My parents and older sisters told me stories about monsters. They meant the Grimm of course. Beasts who hunt humans and Faunus, they didn't kill for food. No. They're attracted to fear and negative emotion. Why? No one knows. Over the years it was just accepted. Humanity and Faunus kind called them evil. For a time I did too. That is until I learned there was something worse than Grimm.

Us.

Humanity and Faunus. What a Grimm does is expected. Humans and Faunus, especially humans. Are unpredictable. They can be more ruthless and more evil than the so called monsters that keep pushing us back. When I was small, maybe around 4 or 5. It's kind of fuzzy. Another life. A life I've come to forget.

People attacked our home. They nearly killed my parents and older sisters. For some reason I don't remember much about them except one thing. They wore masks. Masks of monsters. Masks of Grimm. All I remember is me crying and reaching out for my mother when they took me. Last thing I saw was my mother and father desperately trying to reach for me. Then a swirling red portal and then darkness.

Next thing I knew I'm tied up, blindfolded and gagged. Still crying. Wishing for my family. From what I heard I was somewhere far from my home. Definitely not in a town or city. I felt cold dirt as I was put in a cage of some kind. I was like that for hours until something happened.

My captors carried me out in the open and removed my blindfold. I saw the people who took me talking with a another group. I remember a woman, who looked elegant and carried a regal appearance, the others probably her bodyguards were armed to the teeth. The woman who I would come call Mistress for years was talking with one of the people who took me. Probably the leader of the kidnappers. She was also a woman. A woman in red and black with a bird Grimm mask and carried a sword on her hip. Only other thing I remember about her is her voice.

Aloof and cold but had a certain attraction to it. Almost sweet like honey.

They were talking about me. I don't remember much like I said. But I do remember is that they had a deal. Turns out the guys in masks kidnapped me for the woman. Something about an Arc having untapped potential. When it was all over I was taken away by the woman and her goons. While I was being taken away I notice the woman in red and black watching me. I could have sworn I heard her say something.

"I'm sorry."

Maybe I was hearing things. Doesn't matter. It happened a long time ago. Guess I should hate her. Maybe I do but I don't care anymore. What happened after that was years of hell for me. The woman who had me kidnapped had some crazy idea my Arc name belonged to something more ancient. More darker. And that she wanted to see my potential. All I know is that bitch made my life a living hell.

Once I was settled in the woman, whom I learned was Antonia Chillingsworth. A rich collector of some kind. She apparently loved collecting dangerous things. From animals to Grimm. She put me in a locked and barred room in a big mansion of hers. Out in the wild. Surrounded by big walls and guard towers. Place was built like fortress. With a shit ton of guards. I was locked there for days. Only visited to be given food or get beaten. I only was able to leave for bathroom. Under guard of course.

This went on for days until Antonia came for me. She and her men took me somewhere deep under the mansion. What was under wasn't no basement. Nope, this place was huge. With lots of seats surrounding an arena of some kind. There was also a pen area which held a lot of animals. I was brought to a large bulking man. Who I learned to be Vaako. Who would train me.

I was hesitant at first but after a beating from Antonia's goons, I changed my mind. Didn't know why she wanted me to train by Vaako at the time. I would have asked questions but I didn't want to get beat again. Man I was such a pussy back then. No fucking spine.

For months I trained under Vaako. He was ruthless but fair. He hit me for only disobeying him or for training. He taught me how to fight, with and without weapons. Taught me where the best places were to kill something. I learned I was pretty handy with knives. Very handy. Best tool to get the sweet spots.

I didn't like Vaako, though I didn't hate him. Unlike how I felt towards Antonia and her goons. Vaako was a nutcase. Believed in some religion where death was everything. Called necroism or some shit. Thought he was crazy. Kept that to myself of course. Though I didn't believe in his religion. His religion had a saying I've come to live by strongly.

"You keep what you kill."

I wouldn't learn these words well until later in life. After years of getting beat and being trained I became different. Hard and cold, calculating. Good thing too because it was finally time. Time for all of Vaako's hard work and Antonia's patience to be worth something.

Time for me to fight.

I was 8 when I was taken to the arena, the place where I trained. Where I shed blood and tears. Now, it would be the place where I would spend most of my days at. I saw and heard a bunch of people. Both of human and Faunus kind .Probably a hundred or more. They looked rich or where sketchy looking. Criminals, millionaires, businessmen and other kinds of undesirable people. All there to watch me.

There I learned I was there to fight for their amusement. Before I could argue or refuse, I was set upon by dogs. Not the cute happy kind of dogs. No, big and hungry type of dogs. And I was locked in with them. Only with my wits and shiv I made did I manage to survive. Bleeding and in anguish I stood over my foes. The crowd cheering.

On that day when I saw the blood lust filled faces of the crowd I finally realized something. Grimm were monsters, but humanity and Faunus kind were worse. Far worse. I saw them laugh and cheer at my misery. A little kid taken away from his family and forced to fight for their amusement. At that point I didn't care anymore.

Fuck it.

From that day on I fought in the pit as I liked to call it, for days at a time. First it was animals. Dogs, wolves, boars and even a bear at one point. I almost died on a couple of occasions. Maybe it would have been best if I did. Before I was even 10, I had scars only a veteran Huntsman should have.

Using knives, shivs and whatever else I was given. I fought. Used my bare hands and teeth if I had to. I killed. To prove all those fuckers wrong. That I mattered. Eventually something happened. I awakened my Aura. Course I didn't have a clue what it was or what it did until Vaako explained it to me. Soon when I fought I usually didn't get hurt too often. Usually anyways.

Also noticed I was getting stronger, faster and tougher. Had a pretty good pain tolerance. First I thought it was my Aura. But found out it was something else. Something involving my family.

When I was 12 I finally faced the so called monsters. Grimm. First I fought the weaker ones. Beowolves and Boarbatusks, shit like that. Soon I started to fight the tougher ones. Ursas, Creeps, King Taijitu. Even a Beringel. Big guy, took a while to take him down. Still got the scars to prove it.

Fighting those kind of Grimm proved to be difficult. For a time I wondered if I was going to die soon. I got my answer during a fight with a King Taijitu. Suddenly in the middle of the fight something happened. My sight changed. The bright lights hurt my eyes. Almost got killed because of it. Then when something happened which caused them to malfunction. My eyes opened.

At that moment they felt like they were opened for the very first time.

I could see. See everything in the darkness. When the King Taijitu tried to strike I made my move. It took awhile but I killed it. When it was over Vaako had told me I had awakened my Semblance. Unfortunately unlike most Semblances I couldn't shut mine off. I was stuck like this. Sucked but I learned to live with it. Found a way to help me with bright lights and the sun. Welding goggles, Antonia gave me some and said happy birthday or some shit. Knew she was bullshitting because I wasn't getting beat on. Her men liked to do that on my birthday. Assholes.

My life was hell but who was I to complain? My family probably have given up on me a long time ago. Sure I could have escaped. But where would I go? What would I do out there? To normal people I would be out of place. Even to my own family.

A freak. No, I was a survivor.

So I did as I was told and lived my life as a slave. Wasn't good but not all that bad. Beatings sucked especially when I could win and kill anyone who would touch me. Still I took them like a man. Other than that I got fed pretty well and maybe got something special after a good fight. Time out in the sun, something good like music or books. Liked to read when I wasn't fighting in the pit. Many thought I was an illiterate idiot but nope.

Taught myself how to read and write. I was far from an idiot as one could get. All the books I managed get were some advance stuff. Pretty sure I'm a genius or some shit. Lot smarter than most people that's for sure.

Anyways, I faced my true challenge when I hit 15.

First time I went to the pit and fought something other than animals and Grimm. My opponents were human. Eventually Faunus too down the line. First time I killed a person was in the pit. Ex-Huntsman who Antonia paid a lot off to try and ghost me. Don't remember much about him. He's dead and I'm not. The gear he had I kept. Couldn't keep it with me though, Antonia was smart enough not to let me keep my weapons when out of the pit. But I was able to sneak a shiv here and there.

Killing was easy to me after that. I killed animals, Grimm, humans and Faunus. Didn't matter. I was dangerous to everyone. The crowd and Antonia knew that. They loved it. Every time I went out there I was met with howls of fury and lust. This is what I was. A creature for their amusement. Until one day Antonia decided to make a move. I was 16 when Antonia sent her goons down to my room. Said Antonia was happy to see what I've become. Told me Antonia wanted me to preserved in her collection. Didn't know what the hell they meant but I knew it wasn't good. That's when I decided to break out.

Poor bastards should have searched me better.

All bets were off after that. The gall of this bitch. Spent years of being her dog and fighting to fill her pockets and the enjoyment of her clients and friends. Just for her to try and fuck me over! Nah, fuck that! She was going to pay. All of them were going to pay. They treated me like a fucking animal, they were gonna see what kind of animal they set loose.

Somewhere In The Wilds Of Anima

Deep in the wilds, far from Mistral and any other kind of civilization. It was night as the shattered moon shined. A large mansion stood surrounded by large walls and guard towers. Keeping Grimm and anything else out. It was also to keep something in.

A guard was manning the front gate. He was lighting a cigarette when something unexpected happened.

BOOM!

A loud explosion was heard and rocked the entire place! Guards went on alert as sirens started to ring through the entire place. The guard spat his cigarette out and readied his rifle.

BOOM!

Another explosion happened this time on the roof! Where the landing pad for Bullheads was located. Fire and debris was sent flying in the air. The guard looked up in shock. He quickly snapped out of it when howling and roars where heard coming from behind him.

Turning around he saw Grimm approaching the front gates!

Guards on the watchtowers turned their weapons and attention on the perimeter. Grimm from miles around heard those explosions and where attracted to negative emotions. Which were probably running high through the entire place.

"Grimm on the perimeter! Take them out!"

The guard heard a fellow guard call out through his radio. Gun fire erupted and all the guards in the towers or on the walls fired at the Grimm! Killing a few but riling up the rest! The guard followed orders and shot at the Grimm trying to rip open the gate.

"Grimm have broken out of their pens! I repeat Grimm have broken out of there pens! Shit the fucking animals broke out too! What the fuck is going on!"

Hearing this a few of the guards broke off from their posts and when towards the mansion. Hoping to help out with the breakout. That's when another voice was heard through the radio.

"H-holy shit! He's gone! I repeat the kid is out of his cage! I repeat the kid is loose! Fuck, five of our own guys are dead! He killed them all!"

Immediately that got a lot of them fearful. He was on the loose. The kid they were supposed to keep locked up. Many of the guards were scared stiff. Not only were they being besieged by Grimm along with dangerous animals and other Grimm loose inside. But the main fucking person they should be guarding was gone!

"Fuck, where is the Mistress?! Is she still in Mistral?! Oh shit the Grimm have reached the lobby-ahh!"

Screams and gunfire was all that was heard through the radio. Suddenly a loud crash was heard! Looking towards the noise everyone saw the front doors of the mansion burst open as Grimm and dangerous animals started to pour out! First it was Beowolves then Ursas and then whatever else they had locked up!

"Oh my Monty! Kill them all!"

Chaos officially erupted through the entire mansion and perimeter. Making the Grimm outside more rowdy because of the negative emotions. Finally they broke through the front gate or climbed over the walls. Guards tried to fight back but were overwhelmed. While in the mansion guards and anyone else were being massacred by Grimm and predatory animals.

The guard that was guarding the front gate was shooting at any Grimm or animals that would get near. He managed to kill one or two before an Ursa came from behind him and tackled him to the ground. Before he could even scream the Ursa bit down on his neck, crushing his wind pipe as blood erupted from his wound. Not letting go the Ursa held it's jaws tight on the guard.

Who was slowly dying. The life in his eyes faded as he took one final look up. On top of the mansion he saw him. The kid. He only saw him a few times in the pit or locked up but he knew that it was him.

The kid was tall for his age. Taller than most. He had a well tone body and muscles that showed thought his black tank top. Which also showed his many scars. His blonde hair was slicked back completely, by gel or something. He was wearing dark cargo pants with leather knee guards and black biker boots. He also wore some metal bracers with fingerless gloves. And his eyes were covered by those welding goggles. To hide those eyes of his.

Last thing the guard saw was the kid looking down at the carnage below him. Without any remorse or hint of disgust he watched on. The Ursa finally went for the kill and took a chunk out of the guard's neck. Killing him. Giving out a roar the Ursa went on to devour it's kill.

Not because it needed to, no. Only because it chose to. Grimm were funny that way.

"Man, guess these guards are pretty spineless."

Jaune shook his head slightly while still looking at the carnage below. Any guards left were either hiding or ran off. Won't get far of course. Seeing this would get anyone fearful. Grimm will be attracted to them like moths to a flame.

Fortunately he wasn't like anyone.

Seeing death and chaos wasn't new to him. In fact he thrived in it. Thanks to them. He didn't feel any remorse for them. Made him wonder if he should done worse. His plan was to kill any guards and go on from there. Not the greatest plan, not even a plan at all.

It turned out alright enough.

Still, Jaune wished Antonia was here. When he went to go and end her but only found nothing. Turns out she went to Mistrial. The guard he interrogated told him she wouldn't be back for days at best. Not taking the news well Jaune slit the poor sod's throat.

While he couldn't kill her or wait for her. Jaune decided to mess up her little mansion and thin out her employees. He snuck around and hid his kills well. Killing only when necessary and gathering everything he needed, he made some makeshift bombs and placed them around. One in the pens below and the last above on the roof in the emergency Bullhead. In case anyone got any ideas for escape.

Once the first bomb went off Jaune simply laid in wait in the kitchen. Getting a drink and bite to eat. Killing time and a guard who walked in on him. When the second bomb went off he made his way up to the roof. Carefully avoiding guards who were scrambling to contain the newly freed animals and Grimm.

The roof was littered with debris and fire. Bodies too. Looks like some tried to escape. Too bad he rigged the bomb to the engine of the Bullhead. Unfortunately that meant he had no ride to escape with.

And that's how he ended up here.

"Guess I'll just have to walk out of here." Jaune told himself with a grin. "But not before getting a few things."

Jaune left the roof and went downstairs. His destination, Antonia's office then the armory. He casually walked past bodies and surprisingly Grimm and whatever animals were still here. Grimm usually never attacked animals unless provoked. So they left each other alone. When they saw Jaune they growled or hiss at him. But shockingly made no move on him.

Why you may ask?

Jaune simply understood them on a deeper level. To kill your enemy you must understand your enemy. He's killed so many of them animals had a right to be distant. Only natural you be wary of a bigger predator. The Grimm though he couldn't understand.

In the past Grimm would immediately attack him. However after his Semblance awakened they kept their distance. Only attacking if he got too close or attacked. It was weird. Even Vaako couldn't explain it. It also got Antonia more interested in him.

Speaking of whom, Jaune was glad Vaako wasn't here. He would have hated to kill him. Not because he gave a damn about him but because it would be too much hassle. Lucky he left Antonia's employment to rejoin his people. Wonder what he was doing? Probably dead or killing, given his religion.

Soon Jaune reached Antonia's office. He trashed the place until he found what he was looking for. Antonia's safe. Took awhile but Jaune was able to crack it. Gotta love those books of his. Once opened Jaune found a lot of stuff. A lot of Lien and files. He of course packed the Lien in his pockets as much as he could carry. He looked through the files and was surprised to see they were about him and his family.

Looks like Antonia kept a close eye on his family. She planned out kidnapping a child from his parents. Not just any child, but a boy. When he reached a certain age Antonia made her move. She paid a shit ton of Lien to some woman named Raven Branwen and her gang or tribe. Looks like this Branwen chick also got some info on something she wanted in exchange for him other than Lien. Whatever it was it involved individuals called the Four Maidens.

Weird.

But at least he now knew the name of the woman in red and black. The picture of her in the file showed her without her mask.

"Hmm, not bad looking. Love the red eyes… makes her look dangerous."

Jaune kept reading and found out Antonia was interested in him and his family because of something she discovered long ago. In some ruins located near Atlas.

The Arcs weren't always the Arcs. Before they were a renown and famous bloodline, they were an ancient tribe of warriors. Legends say this tribe had strange powers passed down to random males in the tribe. His Semblance turned out to be one of these powers. The ones who would receive these powers would be called Alpha Males. Legends also said they would fight against a rival tribe of warriors. Jaune couldn't get much other than that they possessed a great power to defeat Grimm and we're very skillful.

And that they had strange eyes almost like his.

At this point Jaune thought it was bullshit. However he kept on reading.

Only thing he got from the files was some useless info and speculation. Though he did get two useful things out of it. Two names, one was the name of the tribe and the name of the last Alpha Male. Who died many years ago.

"Furyans… Riddick."

Those names got a deep response from Jaune though he couldn't put his finger on it. Shrugging it off Jaune ripped up the files and trashed the room again. That out of the way he went towards the armory.

When he got there he was smiling. All the weapons he's used or claimed over the years were all kept here. From knives to guns. Shame he could only take a what he could carry. He quickly gathered all the gear and weapons he could. Strapping himself with tactical knife holsters and sheaths, he happily placed the blades he picked in them.

Two were under his shoulders with two around his waist and finally one strapped down to his right ankle. The blades he had were varied. The ones under his shoulders were special ones he got off a tiger Faunus mercenary. Tough son of bitch. They were called Ulaks but were also called Saber Claw Daggers. The two on his waist were two kukri knives. He got them as a gift from Vaako. Guy was a nutcase but had good taste.

The one strapped to his ankle was his first blade. His shiv. Call him sentimental but he decided to keep it. It wasn't too long but not too short. The handle was made out of wood from his bunk and cloth from his old shirt. The blade itself was some metal he found and sharpened it. Ah, the memories.

With those out of the way Jaune got his last weapon. Which was the very first weapon he claimed. It was a makeshift sword that was crudely made and folded into a large bone which was used as the handle . The blade was long and looked like a machete. The idea was to use it as a blunt weapon when folded. This was the weapon Jaune claimed off his first kill. The Ex-Huntsman. Poor bastard hesitated and paid the price.

After arming up he got a backpack and a hoodless grey cloak. Gonna be a long walk to civilization. Didn't want to catch a cold. All set up Jaune left and headed to the kitchen. There he got food and water. With all he needed Jaune walked out the front mansion doors.

Looking around he saw many of the Grimm had gone. The animals had left too. First in a long time out of a cage, they probably took off somewhere to enjoy their newfound freedom. Jaune knew that's what he was going to do. Antonia was still on his shit list but she would get what's coming to her.

Eventually.

He was going to try and find his place in this world. Who knows, maybe look up his family? Maybe try and find Antonia? Maybe just do what he's best at? Maybe look for this Raven woman and her tribe? On the file it said there camp was in Anima somewhere. The world might need a bit of killing. Who was going to stop him? He was no one's dog anymore.

Smirking, Jaune left right through the broken gate. The wilds of Anima in his view. If his memory was right, Mistrial was north. Fuck it. If got lost he would get lost. The world was out there. Whether it was ready for him or not.

Jaune took his first step on his long and bloody path. However as he left he failed to notice he was being spied on. Hidden and well placed cameras were watching along the entire mansion and perimeter. Once Jaune was far enough they lost sight of him.

Somewhere In Mistral

In a luxurious apartment in one of the four kingdoms, Mistral. A person was watching some monitors while drinking champagne. This was Antonia Chillingsworth. And she was watching the massacre that had taken place at her mansion. One of her many mansions. With a gleeful and pleased look. Taking a sip from her glass she smirked.

Antonia was a beautiful woman of elegance. She was very rich, her wealth was on par with Jacques Schnee. In fact she was quite good friends with him. He once came to see the boy fight once. Well, Jaune wasn't a boy no longer. No, she made sure of that. The things she made him go through didn't quite make him a man. But an animal.

A true Furyan.

"My, things are sure going to get interesting." Antonia kept smirking as a devious idea entered her mind. "But why not make them more interesting. Junner!"

Soon a large and tall intimidating man entered the room. He was imposing and wore green shades and elegant white but tactical attire. This was Junner, Antonia's right hand man and personal bodyguard. Who's been setting everything up. They've planned this for years and Junner made it all possible. This is the first time in a long time they've been together.

"I trust everything is in place?"

"Yes ma'am. Authorities were notified about what happened at the mansion are going to investigate. Soon the news outlets will cover everything. While they might not be able to trail anything back to the boy or us. Remnant will know something else dangerous is out there. Won't be long until Huntsmen and Huntresses try and dig up what happened. Maybe even the White Fang and… her. All of which is going according to your plan ma'am."

"Yes… the world isn't ready for him. Soon he'll grow to become something even more." Antonia stated taking another sip from her glass. "Then he'll be ready to join my collection. However, in the meantime let's make things more interesting for our young Furyan."

Getting Junner's attention. Antonia went on.

"The first one to bring me the Furyan will be properly rewarded. Let all our contacts and proper channels know about the bounty." Antonia grinned as she walked over to the nearest window and admired the view. "Every bounty hunter, mercenary, thug, bandit, dirty and greedy Huntsman and Huntress will be on alert. Forcing our young Furyan to be always on guard. Pushing him to his limits."

Junner was starting to realize what Antonia wanted. She wanted the boy to grow stronger. In the state he was in now he could go head to head with the most Huntsman or Huntress. With time and the right push. He might be able to take multiple teams of Hunters. Making him even more dangerous. And that excited Junner.

His whole life Junner has wanted a proper challenge. A fight for the ages. And now with this boy, he might just get the chance.

"As you wish ma'am."

With that Junner left to do his mistress's bidding. While she kept her smirk and ponder what's to come. The world was beginning to get more dangerous. She knew the Furyan wasn't going to be caught so easily. Yet she didn't care. Antonia simply wanted to see what happens before he would eventually ended up in her collection.

"Ah… what times we live in."

Four Days Later, Near Mistral

It's been days since Jaune had escaped from slavery and orchestrated a massacre. And he was pretty damn happy about it. Been years since he could go where he wanted and do what he wanted. Sure the walking wasn't great but at least it beat waiting in a locked room all day or fighting in the pit.

Since he escaped Jaune hadn't ran into anything dangerous yet. Grimm and wild animals he would come across would keep their distance or run off. The Grimm would stalk him a while before running off. While not inching for a fight, Jaune was bored.

Currently it was night and he was traveling on a road he found hours ago. Deciding to follow it Jaune was surprised to see a large city brightly lit up in the distance. Which was most definitely Mistral. At least Jaune hoped.

Either way it was civilization.

Heading towards the city on the lone road. Jaune suddenly stopped when he noticed something. He wasn't alone. Stopping, Jaune dropped his pack and took a look around.

"Alright, how about you all come out." Jaune called out softy.

Rustling could be heard coming from all around him. Jaune watched as four armed individual came out from the woods. Noticing they were armed with swords and guns and had similar get ups. Jaune came to the conclusion they were belonged to a group. What caught his interest was the type of masks they wore. They were Grimm masks.

Not like the ones the Branwen tribe had so that ruled them out. Jaune eventually noticed something else interesting about them. They were Faunus.

"Something tells me you lot aren't a traveling troop of entertainers. Or simple bandits or robbers, given the type of heat you're carrying and outfits. Nah, you guys belong to something more dignified. Merc group or high profile gang?"

"Stupid human, we're a part of the White Fang." One of the White Fang grunt growled. "We were ordered to watch all roads leading to Mistral in case a very suspicious individual came along. Apparently our superiors were told something happened out in the wilds and are interested in finding out what."

White Fang, that got Jaune thinking. From what he read and remembered the White Fang were a peaceful and equal rights group. Not an armed militia group or something. What the one guy said also peaked Jaune's interest.

Was he talking about the massacre? If so then what the hell did these guys want him for? And how did they get wind of it? Tired from his journey Jaune just wanted to find a place to bunk. Maybe get a drink too.

"White Fang huh, well I got no quarrel with you people. So how about you let me pass and keep on the lookout for whatever or whoever the fuck you're looking for. Because if not, well… things aren't going to be pretty."

"Ha! As if we do what a lowly human says!" The same guy from before laughed darkly. "No, you're going to be coming with us!"

Now, there were a few things Jaune couldn't tolerate. But the main thing he didn't like was being told what to do. He had enough of that shit. Letting out a sigh Jaune took off his cloak and pack while shaking his head.

"You know… I was gonna let you assholes leave well enough alone but it seems you all made three fatal mistakes." Jaune went on to explain as he dropped his bone sword next to his pack and cloak. "First, you decided to stop me. Second, you came light. Four of you assholes, to stop me? Fucking insulting. But the worst mistake you all made…"

The White Fang members got antsy as Jaune started to take off his goggles. They readied their weapons but went stiff by what they saw next. Throwing his goggles on his cloak Jaune pulled out his Ulaks and opened his eyes.

His eyes shined brightly and menacingly in the dark.

"Facing someone who can also see in the dark."

Before any of them knew it, Jaune rushed to the nearest guy. Who tried to fire his handgun but was unable to. Slowly he felt pain as Jaune passed right by him. Looking down he saw his hand was gone! Cut completely clean off as it laid on the ground along with the gun as blood was seeping out. Blood gushed from the newly formed stump quickly after.

"AAHH-"

The guy howled in pain before he was silenced by Jaune. Who stabbed one of his blades right on top of his head, ending his life in an instant. The others quickly went on the attack. The one with an assault rifle shot at Jaune while the others raised their swords and charged.

Unafraid Jaune pulled his blade out of the dead Faunus, and turned him around and held him as a meat shield. Bullets were shot but not hitting Jaune even once. They hit and riddled the dead man's body. Eventually the White Fang gunman stopped to reload and that's when Jaune made his move.

Throwing down his meat shield Jaune charged right at the gunman. But had the two remaining White Fang members in his way armed with swords.

Child's play.

Jaune parried and blocked each strike from his attackers. Finally after pushing them back he went for the kill. Jaune spin kicked one to the ground and attacked the other swiftly. The Faunus couldn't react in time as Jaune proceeded to cut him up. Quickly Jaune sliced up his entire torso before quickly slicing open his throat in one strike. Blood poured out as the poor guy gurgled and choked. Didn't take long for him to fall to his knees and fall completely down dead.

Not hesitating Jaune ran up to the other White Fang grunt, who tried to surrender by raising their hands up and shaking in fear.

"Please no! Have mercy-ACK!"

The guy didn't get to finish as Jaune jumped up and crushed his windpipe underneath his boot. His strength and speed made sure it was quick, Jaune felt the Faunus's neck snap when he did it. Not pretty but quick.

Jaune went on to finish this whole thing by rushing for the gunman who had reloaded finally. Last thing the gunman saw was Jaune leaping towards him with blades raised. Then, complete oblivion.

The gunman was nearly decapitated, his head only hanging on by bits of skin and flesh. Blood erupted all over as he fell down. Blood and gore had covered most of Jaune. Who stood high over all the carnage and gore. His blades covered in his enemies blood. The moonlight shining over him.

Taking a look around Jaune sighed. Touching his face Jaune saw blood on his hand. Looks like some of it had gotten on his face. A pity. Still looking at the blood on his hand Jaune did something unsettling. He gave a light lick and tasted the blood. A moment later he spoke.

"Copperish. Just like usual."

Lacking any remorse Jaune went on to loot the bodies of the dead. But first he ripped off the shirt of a dead guy and cleaned himself up. While not completely clean he went back to looting. Not bothering with their weapons he took their Lien and a scroll off one of them.

He's heard of them but never actually touched one. Antonia probably thought he was going call for help if he got his hands on one. Who the hell was going to call? One of these could come in handy. Afterwards Jaune walked over and got his stuff, placing the scroll in his pack. He looked at the bodies around him.

He felt nothing by what he just did. For him it was a regular night. Killing came easy and had no consequence in Jaune's mind. Just the way he was. To him killing is as easy as breathing. What was done was done. Time to move out.

Jaune resumed his journey to Mistral. Leaving the bodies where they laid. Probably a few hours until someone finds them. He didn't care who. If someone was looking for him then let them come. He worked to hard to be free and he wasn't going to let anyone lock him up again. If they wanted to ghost him then they were welcomed to try.

Once he reached Mistral Jaune knew what he was going to do now. First he was going to find out was looking for him and them go all shiv happy on their ass. Then do whatever the hell he wanted next.

"Should have came more armed."

Jaune had completely left the scene and headed for Mistral.

Hour Later, In Mistral.

Jaune looked around at the buildings and other things common place in a city. It was quite a sight for someone who hasn't seen a city as large and marvelous like Mistral. Jaune can't remember the last time he was even in a city. Hell, he couldn't even remember his hometown. Not even the continent he hailed from.

Wasn't hard to get into the city. They had to screen travelers to let them. Considering how he looked and had no proper identification with him. Chances were they place him custody or at best won't let him in. So he decided to just sneak it. Wasn't hard, city defenses were to keep Grimm out. Not people.

Since sneaking in Jaune had wondered where to go. He wanted to find out who was looking into him but thought it be best to get some rest. But he was sure enough not sleeping outside. Nah, a proper bed. That's what he wanted first. Maybe a bite or drink too. After that he can start his search. Maybe get some proper ID and papers. If he couldn't find anything then he'll just head out.

If White Fang were looking for him then Menagerie would be the best place to look. The continent Sanus would also be the best place to look too. Chances Vale and Vacuo were also good places for them. Solitas was probably not the best place to look though. Since slavery was pretty big there at one point. Doubt Faunus would want to live anywhere near the place that had bounded their ancestors to a life of bondage. So Atlas was out of the question too.

"Worry about it later." Jaune muttered.

Looking for a place to rest was harder than you'd think. Jaune didn't want to be noticed by going to one of those luxury or expensive inns. He had the Lien but didn't look the part. And given his weapons and look regular inns were out of the question. They'd expect him to be a Huntsman or some shit. Not wanting to deal with that, Jaune thought it be best to find an inn somewhere in the shady parts of Mistral.

Soon the marvelous buildings were far from his sight and Jaune found himself looking at a place he found only seconds ago. A bar and inn called The Hunter Gratzner. Strange name. Seeing as this place was far from any respectable establishment, pretty sure Jaune found what he was looking for.

Wasting no time Jaune walked into the place. He saw the main lobby was the bar and stairs which led upstairs to the rooms. Looking around he saw a few customers. Some were mingling or drinking, one or two completely passed out. Jaune noticed the bartender at the bar was a woman. A very fine looking one. Had a rough but lovely appearance about her. With short blonde.

She and a few customers looked to see who had walked in. Looks of surprise and intrigued hit their faces. They'd be fools not to notice how Jaune looked. To them he looked to be a mercenary or Huntsman by how armed and equipped he was. He was also pretty young, too young to be here. But after a cold look he gave them many of them returned to their own business. All except the bartender who kept an eye on him as walked over to the counter.

"What can I get you?" She asked.

Jaune took a seat at the bar and thought about it. He's only had liquor once. A few months ago after a fight someone sent him a bottle of expensive wine. Likely from Antonia or one of her friends. It was called Shiraz. It had a sweet taste. Didn't give him much of a buzz like most would say when drinking. But it was good. He finished the bottle then and there.

"Shiraz, sweet if you have any. None of that box stuff."

"That's one of our most expensive drinks. You sure you can pay for that?" She asked. "Also aren't you a bit young to be in here?"

Her answer was Jaune pulling a sizable amount of Lien. Enough to pay for the drink and then some. The bartender took the hint when Jaune shot her a smirk. Which she smirked in return. She went to get the Shiraz and a glass.

"Just the bottle."

She shrugged and grabbed the bottle. Opening it and placing it down right in front of Jaune. Who took a giant swig of it. He let out a satisfied sigh as he stopped.

"Anything else?"

Jaune took out more Lien out and placed them on the counter.

"Need a bed for a few days." Jaune said pulling out some more Lien. Surprising the bartender. "I also need some info, if you're willing to share what you know?"

The bartender stared at Jaune with a skeptical gaze. Then at the Lien. Eventually she sighed.

"What do you want to know?" She asked.

Being a bartender she knew things. Being a bartender in the shady parts of Mistral she knew things many shouldn't. Things a person could get killed for.

"I'm looking to get some proper documentation and identification. Sneaking around can get tiresome. Other than that I'm looking for some people. First is a rich chick named Antonia Chillingsworth, a family called the Arcs. And finally a group called The White Fang."

That got a few customers attention for those who could hear Jaune. The bartender thought heavily on what he was asking. Then spoke.

"Hmm, don't know any Antonia. If she's high profile only guys up in the high parts of the city will know. Arcs? They used to camp out in the wilds all the time around here until something happened to one of their own. A little boy of theirs got kidnapped. Heard they're still holding out hope for him. A good reward is out on his whereabouts. But if he was kidnapped by the usual traffickers chances are he's dead."

Jaune's eyes widened when hearing this. Thankfully his goggles hid it. His family were still looking for him? Now that wasn't something he expected. The news on Antonia was displeasing but not too bad. In time he'll find her.

Eventually.

"About getting papers and ID, I know a guy. I can contact him tomorrow. You can meet him here in the afternoon. As for The White Fang? You sure you want to look into them?" She asked giving Jaune a wary look. "These guys don't mess around. They're dangerous."

Immediately Jaune chuckled which unsettled many of the patrons. The bartender was on edge when Jaune stared at her with a predatory grin.

"Trust me when I say there are more things dangerous out there then some assholes playing dress up." Jaune kept grinning. "Tell me what you know about them. Do they operate here or abroad? Who's calling the shots?"

Giving a hesitant look the bartender finally gave in and talked.

"They used to be peaceful, their original leader was Ghira Belladonna until he stepped down and Sienna Khan took over. That's when they became more violent. Bombing and killing and making the Schnee's company life hell. They usually operate abroad. Recently in Vale they've been making head way. A cell is here but aren't really causing trouble as of late. Probably looking to recruit more members."

"You know where they hold up."

"Why do you want to know?" She asked wary of the answers she was going to get. "You aren't looking to fight them are you?"

The look Jaune gave her sent chills down her spine.

"No, just want to talk. That's all." Jaune said getting his Shiraz, drinking it all in one go. Done with it he placed it down and looked over at the bartender. "Doesn't matter, I'll find them soon enough. What room is mine?"

Took a moment for her to snap out of it. When she did she reached down behind the counter and pulled out a room key. Which had the room number hooked to it. She handed it to Jaune.

Without a word Jaune looked at the number and nodded at the bartender. Getting off his seat he began to leave.

"Wait." The bartender softy called out. "What's your name?"

Jaune stopped. Should he tell her? That he was the kidnapped Arc boy. Thinking over it Jaune decided against it. It would have only things more difficult. He was surprised his family were still looking for him. Holding on to hope. But that hope was misplaced. Their boy was dead. He died a long time ago in that pit.

Still, Jaune should tell her something. After all she did help him out a lot. Whether she could be trusted is yet to be seen. What should he tell her? He could give her his first name. But what about last name? She'd probably get curious, and that's not what Jaune needed right now.

That's when Jaune remembered something. A name he read from that file. That ancestor of his. For the longest time Jaune just stood there. But that changed as he finally spoke.

"Jaune… Jaune Riddick."

Not bothering to look back Jaune resumed walking. The bartender and fellow customers that heard him all wondering the same thing.

Who the hell was Jaune Riddick?

To Be Continued

AN: There you go. A completely unnecessary chapter for a crazy and unnecessary RWBY crossover story that's not even listed on the crossover archive. Why? Because it's a minor crossover. And because I doubt people will notice this story being the first one of its kind. I mean the Riddick thing. Got a problem with that then too bad. Though if you're butt hurt about it I'll post this on the crossover archive down the road. Don't know why I wrote this. Been busy with my other stories and just needed to write something else before I went crazy. Never really got into RWBY until the 3rd volume. Got to say Rooster Teeth are making some good shit. First Red vs Blue, then RWBY, Camp Camp, Nomad of Nowhere and now gen:LOCK. They sure are amazing. Why Riddick you may ask? Well I've just been rewatching the whole franchise and played a few of the games. And boom, Jaune Riddick is born! Why Jaune you may also ask? Well why not him. Sure he's a bit of a goof but he's a good guy and had the short ended of the stick when falling in love. So why not have him have a darker upbringing. Not really sure if I'll continue this. I have plans for it but I'll wait and see what you all want. If you're wondering what's with Jaune and what's going on I'll lay it down for you all.

Jaune isn't crazy. Though he's not all there. You what he did. Being raised half your life in a cage and forced to fight to the death can do that. He kills because that's what he's done since he was small. Being trained by a guy like Vaako isn't exactly a healthy upbringing. If you need to label him. He's a sociopath, but a high functioning sociopath. He's a killer. Simple as that. Maybe he'll change down the line but now he's like Riddick. Probably even worse. And he's got quite the mouth.

Jaune's power and skill is pretty good. You saw how he handled those White Fang grunts. He could take on grunts no problem at all. He can also take on regular Huntsmen and Huntresses. A whole team though? Maybe. Right now he could probably beat people like Yang and Pyrrha only because he would hold nothing back. Right now Jaune will always for the kill in a fight. Also given the abilities he has it be no problem. But as he is right now he can't take on people like Raven, Qrow or Salem's servants. In time though he definitely can.

The Arcs are descendants of Furyans. All I can say right now is something happened to cause them to branch off. And caused the last Furyans were wiped out. Maybe it was war or the Grimm? Salem or Ozma's scheming? Or maybe the mysterious rivalry with the Silver Eyed Warriors? Or maybe something else sinister happened. What ever happened will be shown eventually. If that's what you all want.

What's up with him and Grimm and animals? All I can say right now it involves his powers and psyche. Also because it's an animal thing.

This takes place around a year before Jaune is 17. So a year and a half before everyone heads for Beacon. Expect Jaune to acquaint himself with a few of them before then. Since he's in Mistral I'll let you guess who he'll run into first.

Why are the White Fang looking into him? Just roll with it.

Characters from the Riddick series have shown up and a few more will appear. Not a whole lot or all at once. But in time yeah. If you don't know any of the characters that showed up look them up. Like I said this will be a minor thing.

Look, this is just something to get my mind off my other stories. Sure I got plans for this but only if you guys want more. So, tell me what you think or want in reviews. Also can anyone guess who the bartender is and why Raven abduct Jaune? I'm curious to see your answers. And now for the thing I've been dreading. Pairings, look I'll let you give me suggestions. I'll think about them and when I figure out what's going to happen you'll know. Until then chill and enjoy the bloody ride. With that out of the way I'm off. Sorry for any mistakes I've made but not having a beta reader sucks. Next chapter will be out soon if that's what you want. Until then see ya!