I feel inspired by TheDemonKingNaruto by his or her making Jaune OP, Kinda like One Punch Man and DBZ together and Jaune is doing serious training to become a Huntsmen of his dream and he's going to make it happen by going to Signal Academy in Patch and lost against the "Sun Dragon" Yang Xiao-Long

Now I'm not taking his or her stories or anything like that, I'm making how the story in my vision and how it's going to go... So hope you all like this.

*Patch*

The story of shows of a 13 year old Jaune Arc and him living alone in Patch with no Parents because his father disown him for disappointed him by failed yet again to get into Signal Academy, Now his Dad left his son to either die in Patch and Jaune does not have a scroll on him to called his mother or sisters, Now his here... In Patch training himself to become strong to and be a Huntsmen like his Great- Grandpa Arc, Now Jaune is living in a cheap apartment with no air conditions because he needs to save money for protein

"This is not a good idea" He was laying down on his bed tired by his usual routine and now it's 3 in the mourning and it's almost time for him to get up because he has to wake up in 4 in the mourning to 9 to in the evening while eating three course of meal a day, Doing all of this with no break and the pain his starting to get into him

"But... I can't just give up, I'm going to be a Huntsmen and that's what I will do!" Jaune then get's up trying to ignore the pain and went to his fridge to get a bottle of water and get's change into his his shoes, Blue Jogging Pants, and a regular black hoodie, It's also been two months since he started his training, Before he was kinda a weak man but now he then looks like a perfect build with an 8 pack by his 100 push ups, 100 sit ups, 100 squats, and 10 km run has been simple enough routine

Then he also had a makeshift curling iron from an abandoned steel pipe and junkyard tires full of arms and rims, He used this to do his additional 100 pull ups, bicep curls, tricep curls, and alternating his push ups with one hand, He also increase his running by increasing distance he ran by an additional 5 km while taking alternate trips to run threw rivers causing water to weigh down on him

It was tiring as hell, His legs felt like stone and his arms kept making clicking and snapping noises every time he so much do squats or push ups

But his sheer determination he endure it all for the sole purpose of getting stronger, To become a Hero through his own means and methods

Not to mention, Due to his shitty state of a apartment was in, The A/C had burned out and the fucking landlord refused to get it fixed because his lazy, Jaune was irritated but as time went he then grew to accept it for two reasons, With no air conditions Jaune could add the unbearable heat of his apartment as part of his training, Mental conditioning he liked to say

But to some would just say he was being cheap because he didn't have to pay extra for a damn air conditioner

(Oh if this is just too much information you could just skip)

Before he left for his routine, He is making a "Muscle Mass Shake", It was a mix of Orange Juice, Fish, Chicken, Broccli, Lettuce, Tomato, Spinach, and all the bullshit vegetables that were healthy for the human body However...

Underneath all the ingredient Jaune had put in, as the self proclaim genius he then though of a good idea, He had mixed in a handful of crushed dust inside of the Shake

Now it wasn't an ordinary dust... or at least as far as he could tell, It was something he found along the way during his last week runs, He stumbles an abandoned mine that was formerly owned by the local mining company contracted by the Schnee Corporation, There he came upon a strange discovery

It was Dust, there wasn't much but it was enough to garner his attention, However it was unlike any sort of dust he'd ever came across or seen in history books or school lesson's during his small time in Signal, It had no color and it was clear to be honest, almost feel like glass, But the dust was an iridescent multitude of colors within that it was almost beautiful in a sense, He then took a handful of them and head back to his apartment and mixed it in his drinks... Now he was starting to regret the decision

"Come on Jaune... It's time" He then finished his drink of a "Shake" and got ready he hoped that the strange dust could somehow let him to control lightning of his hands, or Fire, or even Water or Ice!, Or he can somehow got all elements in his hands

"Is mixing dust inside of the Shake a good idea? Naw it's not so-?!" He then felt something perhaps something in the dust

What Jaune failed to realized is that Dust was more than just an energy propellant or a source of energy to be used as fuel or electricity, Legends said that at the dawn of time of creation, Mankind was formed by the primordial essence that was known as Dust, Soon came the Grimms came to being which caused make up arms by utilizing dust as any means of weaponry, It was that though people forgot one solid truth about Dust that faded into myth and fairy tales.

The fact that Dust was the primordial state of which mankind was created from, An essence that to this day no one truly understand due to it's solid origins... and Jaune Arc had consumed that which was the primordial essence in it's most concentrated form

And he just made a grave mistake

"CRK!"

It hit him with Full Force of a meteor once the first sound of his right wrist snapping out of place sounded

Pain

That was all Jaune felt as his kneels gave away and falls to the floor, He scrambled to try and figure out what was happening but everything he did was overcame by the pure pain, His hands clawed the floor, Nails digging through plastic tiles and ripping up most of the flooring with single vicious swipe, His eyes widened in pure agony whilst his hands went up to claw at his throat as pure raw agony rushed through every part of his body, It was like lava was running through his veins and acid was injected into his eyeballs, He tried to breath but all that came out was throat-tearing sounds, a wracking cough that only resulted in spitting amount of blood onto the floor

He then rolled around until finally he was belly down on the floor, his eyes dilating to small dots as saliva and blood dribbled out of his mouth, The Blood vessels popped up in his eye causing them to become blood shot as the veins in his body seemed to ignite aflame causing them to rupture within his face and body, His usually pale complexion seemed to drop to that of a corpse now and as his eyes threatened to roll back into his head Jaune began to lose grip with the waking world as the effects of what he'd take tore his body

"This...was a bad idea" The Blond thought to himself as his vision begins to dissolve away, The black spots in his sight tearing away the fabric of the waking world as Jaune was consumed by the effects of his drink, Feeling his consciousness slipping away, Jaune fiercely gripped at the floor as a means to support his hold in the living world by whatever means

Then... He felt something, Ticking at the back of his mind, whispering words of cold truth that pulled at his very soul was a voice without a tone or persona, It was soulless, But it was truth in every regard, A dark truth that he had tried to bury these last 2 months

"What's the point of holding on? Your father threw you away like a piece of trash"

...That was true, his father had tossed him away after failing the Signal entrance exam, He had stripped him of all that was as Jaune Arc, the firstborn son of the Arc Clan, He was nothing now, just another passerby a sub-average 13 year-old boy with nothing to his name... but the clothes on his back, few liens and the skills he was taught as a child

"Exactly, so again what's the point if holding on? Your father hates you for the crippled state you were born with, Your own mother has yet to contact you and you loving sisters have yet to come see you, Your alone Jaune Arc and you will die suffering alone" A dark Voice inside of his mind said

That...that was right, He was alone, In the last moments of what would be his biggest mistake, he would be here dead and alone on the floor in some cheap ass apartment in the outskirts of Patch, No one knows he was gone and even then it would be too late as by then his cold corpse would have decomposed before anyone came to look for him, The only one would be looking for him was the lazy landlord because of pay rent

So why was his body simply refusing to let go?

Why...

"Why... why do you continue to struggle? What hope do you have in this life that keeps you rooted to this world? You have no family, no friends, no loved ones, nothing worthwhile about yourself besides the mundane skills you picked up as a child, Your life means absolutely nothing, So why do you refused to DIE?!" The Dark Voice enraged by Jaune not giving up

He...

"I..."

However, the dark voice was silenced once he saw and heard something, The voice someone very dear to him of a man was more of a father than his biological one

"My boy, to be a hero means you must walk hand-to-hand with death, You must be willing to bear the burden of holding the world upon your shoulders while suffering untold amounts of pain just so the rest of the world can be protected, If you want to be a hero, to protect everyone, You must become strong that you can endure anything in your way, If you want to be the Hero, the kind of hero you aspire to become, you must endure all sorts of pain, look death in the eye and spit in it's face, For the kind of Hero you want to be, You must break you body over and over again, Until you have become the Strongest!"

A sudden calm washed over Jaune's fragmenting mind as warm realization took hold of the young man, He knew this voice, He knew it intimately well enough, It was the voice of a man that had been his caretaker for a good part of his life, The man had everything had been to him, his father, brother, close confidant, and a teacher

It was the voice of his wise, if so a bit perverted Grandpa

The other voice tried to repel against the words of his Grandpa, but Jaune had stop listening, He could remember now, He remembered why he was doing all of this in the first place, To be a hero his dream, and he would be the strongest to do it, Even if had to break his body a thousands times over to do so, he would still do it

(Theme of One Punch Man) by Seigi Shikkou

"Even... even if my bones shatter..." He muttered into the vast that was his subconscious, Even though they were just words, frail and easily forgotten, there was a temperance in them that held strong and firm to the realty of the situation

"Even if... my body fails me..." He spoke again, strength slowly beginning to trickle back into his voice, His eyes slowly beginning to chum and smolder, as if an ember began to light aflame and stroked into an inferno

"Even if Remnant wants me dead and even if death hold me..." The fragments existence that was Jaune Arc, torn apart by the law of the world for doing what was simply beyond the conceptual word of idiotic and suicidal, began to piece themselves back together, A body broken again and again and again by the perceptional wrath of the world and held in the icy grip of death, Beaten but adaptable, Broken but stronger then ever, Shattered yet sharper then any sort of sword

It was a, but with a whim that Jaune finally open his eyes in the vast darkness of his own consciousness, Yet his sapphire eyes burned with an intensity that seemed to pierce through the veil of his own would be death, Words of simple meaning, but holding the power that defied reality rung true all the same, They came out spilling forth from his lips in a snarl akin to an enraged God

"I WILL PROVE MY EXISTENCE AS SOMEONE WORTH SOMETHING IN THIS WORLD!" His shout caused the realm of his consciousness to crack causing vile and foul mist of darkness to spew forth into the form of tendrils, They acted with haste as if alarmed of this entity, They wrapped around the body of an existence of Jaune Arc, But his body reacted violently, He pulled and ripped at the tendrils restricting him with a ferocity that would have sent a Elder Grimm Wyvern running

"I WILL NOT BE CHAINED DOWN ANYMORE!" His screams of rage shattered his sub-conscious world, The dark realm fell away akin to fragments glass, However hiding behind all those shards and fragments of his sub-conscious was a true terror that lurked behind it all, Staring straight at Jaune just a mass of ebony, It had no body but it's mass seemed all encompassing, It writhed spasmed as if it were alive, and it's Red eyes glared balefully at the existence that denied it

And Jaune glared back, his blue eyes ignited into a furious that presented his fury

"AND I WILL BE THE STRONGEST HERO TO EVER LIVED!" He roared just as the mass of darkness exploded into a sludge that encompassed the whole realm he was in, However as it came around it, whispering honeyed sweet words filed with dark false promises, Jaune's face only scrunched up into a furious scowl, He ignored the whispers and lurched forward, His body curled up into a ball, Knees tucked in and arms cross

Then the impossible occurred, an error in the system happened, A hiccup in the worlds law spawned as Jaune's body yanked outwards, fists clenched and body tense as he let loose a scream

No... no this is no scream, no yell, no roar or anything of the sort

It was simply, the physical manifestation of Jaune's built to anger

"I. WILL. BE. THE. STRONGEST!" Jaune shouted of hope and sheer determination

What followed was nothing short of amazing and terrifying

An eruption of light came forth, it was akin to like a supernova or the colliding of a thousands of dying stars, The explosion destroyed the darkness and with it...

The last vestiges of Jaune's own bottled up depression, taken hold and formed into nothing but an unbridled fury that could not be quenched

Then everything went white

*3.30 A.M*

It was 3.30 A.M and Jaune turn off his alarms and stretch himself

"By Oum, I've really gone used to this sleeping schedule haven't I?" Jaune muttered himself as he stalked his bathroom to get ready for the day, Idly grabbing his training clothes, just as Jaune went to clean himself up he stopped and looked over at the brown bag of dust of crystals he'd taken from that mine awhile back and his mind went back to all that had happened yesterday

He scowled as memories of it all came flooding back

"That had been a really bad idea, I nearly died there didn't I?" He spoke to himself then head in to the bathroom to take a shower

As he step into the shower he shivered on the spot before getting used to the ice cold water splashing onto his skin, Once he began washing himself though, he thought about what had happened after blacking out the first time

"What was the place? It was pitch black, was that people call your sub-conscious or something? So bizarre" He commented then began washing his hair

Once he got out of the shower, He went over to brush his teeth until he spot this

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" He shouted and looking at the mirror

His hair, his wonderful scraggly blonde hair that he had been so proud of, hair would make women swoon and call out his name in love-struck wonderment was...was...

Everything is there, except for one glaring thing

A lock, a single bang of his hair now the purest of white, Like that of the shattered moon that hung overhead during Remnant at day and night, It was almost easy to miss if not for the stark contrast it had with the rest of his bright yellow hair

Jaune simply stared at it for the longest moments before looking down...

"You know what? Fuck it I don't care anymore, So much weird shit has happened that this is just too small to really care about" with a gruff he went about to brush his teeth, Rinsing his mouth, he got dressed, grab a banana and once it was consumed went about his training, Doing his best to ignore all that had happened priory to today

Thus, once he finished his home exercise of push-ups, sit-ups, and squats and left and left his apartment to go do his 15 KM run, he missed the single black crow watching him from the trees lines, It's blood red eyes with keen interest it began to follow him with one stray thought running through the birds mind

"Let's see how you process with the limiter you've broken, Jaune Arc" The Bird said

Hey so I hope you guys enjoy the upcoming chapters soon, And I know that we didn't see Jaune doing his work out but I'm saving that for the next chapter and perhaps meeting our favorite Red Reaper, Leave me a PM or Reviews and I will see you all later.

P.S, I'm still doing Universe of Jaune Arc, Taking a break from the Universe crap for now