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A Grimm Semblance

Ch.4 Trust

Ozpin sat at his desk on Friday morning, casually drinking his coffee as he went over his usual paperwork.

He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he had a feeling it was going to be of those days.

One of those days where everything goes as it should, nothing too bad, nothing too good.

It goes just fine.

Putting his cup down, he moved his hand to the other cup on his desk.

Picking it up and giving it a tilt, the nevermore in it's raven form took a drink of coffee.

"Thank you, headmaster." She bowed her head from her spot on the back of his chair, to which he simply shook his head.

"Please, Beacon, I get enough of that from others. Call me Ozpin." Although Jaune hadn't found out the reason why the Grimm he adsorbed had different personalities, the grey haired man was thankful he had one he agreed with.

Perhaps it had to do with the person Jaune was getting them for? Story and Hunter were also fits for Oobleck and Goodwitch.

Speaking of whom.

"Morning, Ozpin." The history teacher grumbled out as he walked into the office. Despite what people thought, he was not a morning person at all.

Until he managed to drink several cups of coffee.

"Good morning, Doctor." Beacon quickly jumped from the chair to the desk, which prompted a scratch from the green haired man.

"And a good morning to you too, Beacon." Getting a small smile out of the man, he took the cup of coffee offered to him. Taking in a deep breath of joe, he let out a content sigh.

"Thank you, Story." The Beowolf simply nodded as he drank from his cup.

Ozpin felt himself smiling at the scene. Even though they only had their own Grimm for a week, they all had someone they could depend on.

It gave him hope for the future.

"Is there anything you needed to talk about before today?" It was always important to make sure all issues were accounted for.

"To be honest, I do have some reservations on Mr. Arc going on the field trip." Taking another sip of coffee, Ozpin raised an eyebrow as he brought up the other cup to Beacon.

"It's not so much Mr. Arc himself, but if something were to happen…" The history professor trailed off, but the Headmaster heard the message loud and clear.

Mr. Arc's Grimm would be going with him on the trip to Forever Falls.

It was one of the demands that they had, if Mr. Arc was to leave Beacon for any reason, even just a trip to Vale, they would go with him.

That seemed reasonable enough to the staff, so it was granted so long as they behaved themselves and only moved if Mr. Arc was threatened.

Granted, the trip was only supposed to be minimal in danger, with Grimm the students had already fought by now.

Still, the risk was there.

"While I share your hesitation, I have the utmost confidence that Mr. Arc will be able to keep everything under control." Ozpin smiled at the history professor as he waved off his worries. "After all, he wouldn't want to risk having his position here in jeopardy."

A Grimm Semblance

'We should kill him.'

'No, we shouldn't, Pierce.'

'Yes, we should, Jaune.'

'No, we can't, Soar.'

'Yes, we can, Jaune.'

'Okay, we can, but we shouldn't.'

This had been going on in Jaune's head for the better part of an hour, and was making him consider the true definition of insanity.

It was just the same thing, over and over and over.

If he started twitching, he swore to the Brothers…

"Uhh, Jaune, you okay?" Turning his head to his right, he raised an eyebrow at Sky.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" Tilting his head to the side, he gave the halberd user a confused look.

"It's just that…" Russel decided to take the lead, for reasons Jaune couldn't bring himself to care for. "Your eyes are kinda… all over the place."

"Ohh." He had learned about that particular habit from the teachers. He had busied himself with a conversation with his Grimm as he waited for the faculty to decide on the Grimm they wanted.

It was then that they asked him about his eyes.

Since he couldn't exactly see his eyes, nor would he have a reason to look, he never knew about it.

He wasn't sure why he did it, but figured it was like he was trying to look at someone while they spoke to him.

The blond hadn't really given it as much thought, everybody had their own quirks.

Of course, now people were starting to think he was nuts.

Which was...true from a certain point of view.

The blond did have voices in his head that weren't his own and they were telling him to do some pretty bad things to people that annoyed him.

They seemed to have a basic understanding of morality, but tended to default to violence as a first solution.

Like Nora, only on steroids.

Which was something that he never thought he'd have to deal with.

"Just the voices are acting up again." Shrugging his shoulders, he acted as casual as he could while trying not to throw up as the bullhead started to descend.

"Ohh." The all male team seemed to be put off, with the way their gazes turned from him as they all looked pretty anxious.

First rule of getting people to fear you, make sure they understand that there is a reason for them to be afraid of you.

Everything needed a solid foundation to start on, after all.

"What are all of you talking about?" The big bad leader himself came back from the bathroom, seemingly getting sighs of relief from his team.

"We were about to discuss the voices in my head." Giving him the most innocent smile he could, Jaune tilted his head to the side as he made sure to keep eye contact.

Cardin's foundation was being a huge guy with a big ass mace. While they helped define the image, it was the fact he was willing to humiliate others that gave him dominance over those smaller than him.

Once again, a brute. A half successful brute, but a brute nonetheless.

Jaune didn't have the physical strength to fight off Cardin.

So he was going to have to play mind games.

"Voices?" Brown eyebrows raised as he stared at the blond leader. "What do you mean voices?"

"The voices that appeared when I unlocked my aura." If he was going to play the insanity card, he would have to go all out. Leave no chance to up the crazy wasted.

He had to act so insane, even Jaune would be questioning his own sanity by the end of this.

...not that he wasn't already.

'Sometimes, your thoughts and ideas make even the greatest minds look like nothing more than crayon drawings.'

'I will rip out your lungs, Soar.'

'Grimm don't have lungs, Jaune.'

'I will figure out a way.'

"Jaune." Without moving his head, his eyes immediately locked onto Sky. "You're doing it again."

"Sorry about that." Leaning back on his seat, his eyes drifted over to his own team.

They were staring at him with varying degrees of worry in their gazes. Giving them a smile and a wink, he watched as they all glanced at each other in confusion.

While the blond understood their questions about what he was doing, he had pretty much everything under control.

Blue met green as Goodwitch gave him a look that seemed to suggest that she also had some questions on why he was with CRDL instead of JNPR, with the way her eyes narrowed and her brows raised.

It was almost like she had some notion that he was plotting something.

Which was untrue, he wasn't plotting at all.

Everything was already planned out.

Still, probably help out if he answered some of her questions.

And hopefully negate a chance of him getting in trouble for what he was about to do.

"Well, I don't know about you gentlemen." Standing up and grabbing Crocea Mors, he gestured to the lone professor with the sheathed blade in hand. "But I see a lovely lady who looks like she might need some company."

"Are…" Jaune didn't care to place the voice with a name. "Are you insane?"

The laugh Jaune let out wasn't forced in any way as he turned around, lightly tapping his head with Crocea Mors.

"You have no idea."

Sitting down next to the older blond, he gave her a charming grin.

She wasn't amused, in any sense of the word.

"Mr. Arc." She began as her hand went to her riding crop. "May I ask why you're with CRDL, instead of your own team?"

"Oh, no real reason." Shrugging his shoulders and rolling them a bit, he lightly reached out and tapped the end of her riding crop. "Just a little disciplinary action."

"Disciplinary action?" Green eyes narrowed in suspicion as his lips quirked upwards.

"Simply put, CRDL has started something I intend to finish." Blue eyes traced over the other teams on the bullhead, noting that most eyes seemed to be on them.

They probably thought he was nuts too.

"I see." The professor nodded to him slowly. "Will they be harmed?"

"Only emotionally and mentally, I'll try not to physically harm them, but I can't promise that I won't."

"If you do, make sure it's something their auras could heal in a day."

"That, I can do. And speaking of auras." Glancing to both sides, he lowered his voice. "Are you and Hunter getting along?"

"Very well." Blue eyes went to the professor, where her lips had curved upwards just a little bit. "Although, he has been wanting some battlefield experience."

"I need to get another Boarbatusk for Professor Port. You could come with us if you find some time." Out of all of the faculty, Jaune had spent the least amount of time with the combat instructor.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, it was just that usually either Port or Oobleck who tested his friends. With Ozpin popping in every now and again.

Maybe they could have some mock battles? That could be a good way to get her involved.

"Perhaps." The blonde seemed to consider it, which could probably be a good sign. "Also, Hunter desires to have a match with Beast."

"I was thinking we could have some mock battles." He replied as they landed, standing up and stretching as the bull head came to a full stop did so. "I know experience is the best teacher, but I'd rather try some stuff in a controlled environment."

"Of course."

"Well, times a wastin'." Turning to the headmistress, he bowed at his waist and offered his hand. "Shall we?"

A loud smack followed by a yipe as the Disciplinarian contacted Jaune's fingers. Pulling them back, he shoved them in his mouth as Goodwitch stood up and walked past him.

Seeing her lips turn up just slightly made one thing clear.

'Worth it.'

'Weren't you going to give up on dating until the situation with Salem was complete?'

'No, I won't be dating until I can let you guys out and not be disemboweled.' He thought back as he walked to his team, fingers now healed and dried off with his shirt. 'Besides, her being willing to date me? Not a chance in hell.'

'And on the off chance she does decide to accept your advances?'

'I wouldn't say no. Cold woman that she was, there was no doubt that Gylnda Goodwitch was a beautiful woman.

And the cold just made it hotter to him.

'Is this what they call having a type?'

'...now that I think about it, maybe?' He did have a thing for Weiss, and she was one of the coldest women he had met.

And he couldn't say it wasn't attractive to him.

'We'll think about that later.' Walking towards his team, he gave them a nod.

"Okay guys, we need eight jars and have sixteen, so two jars per person and any extra you can keep." He told them as they eyed him in confusion.

Except Nora.

"Not so fast, fearless leader." Finger shooting out to accuse him, her eyes held the conviction of someone who found the answer to a mystery. "The jig is up!"

"The jig?" Mind racing a mile a minute, his hand slowly tightened into a fist. "What jig?"

"You thought you had us all fooled, but you didn't realize that I was on the case." Her voice was loud and dramatic, drawing in a small crowd.

"Once again, what jig?" Did she know? And if she did, why not wait until there was some privacy?

Was she planning on exposing him here in order to make sure he couldn't escape? To make sure she and the others could make sure to put him down?

He waited with a single breath, anxiety tearing through his chest.

"You're planning on world domination!"

Only for her to come so far out of left field they weren't even at the stadium.

"World domination." He would admit, the thought had crossed his mind.

When he was like five.

"Nora, why would I want to take over Remnant?" He gave her a confused smile. "Do you know how much work would go into that?"

"That's exactly what someone who wants world domination would say!" More smiled wide as she caught him in her cunning trap. Ren smiled at his partner's antics as Pyrrha blinked owlishly.

"Nora, I promise I don't want world domination." Still smiling as he shook his head, "I'm just going to settle for a kingdom."

"Settle?"

"I mean, if you take over the world, that means you have to run everything." The blond explained to his team and RWBY, who was now listening in. "But if you take over a kingdom, then all you have to worry about is what's in the kingdom itself, while also keeping an eye on the other kingdoms."

"Granted, I'm not sure which I want. Vale is pretty cool." A hand went up to his chin in thought. "Guess I'll need to do some looking around first, I probably need some people too. Hmm." Turning to RWBY, his eyes settled on his fellow blond.

"Hey Yang, feel like helping me take over a kingdom?" Blinking in confusion, she gave it some thought.

"What's in it for me?"

"You can beat up anyone you don't like, as long as you beat up the people I don't like first."

"Pay wise?"

"You'll be one of my inner circle. You'll get anything you want, as long as it doesn't start some type of revolution." He shrugged, to which she nodded.

"I can do that."

"Sweet, we leave at dawn." Stopping for a second, he regarded the red reaper. "Ruby can come too."

""Y-yaay?" Silver eyes half closed as she tried to figure out if that was a good thing or not.

"Glad to have you aboard." Walking towards the boarding ramp, he turned back to his friends. "Anyone else who would like to apply, please contact my secretary."

"...and if someone wants to apply to be my secretary, that's just fine by me."

Hefting his teams box, he casually walked off the bullhead, whistling a tune as he did.

"Did he hit his head when nobody was looking?" Weiss, nearly as confused as everyone else, wondered out loud. To which everyone else looked at each other in question.

"I mean…" Ren started. "He could've."

Several more seconds of silence passed, than Blake stood up.

"I'm just going to pretend this never happened and go about my day." The black haired ninja decided as she walked towards the ramp.

"Sounds good."

"Fine by me."

"We're still taking over the kingdom, right?"

Soon, they all found themselves out in the red forest that was Forever Falls. Jaune was already working on getting sap into a jar.

Without trying to touch the sap itself.

"I wish I brought some allergy meds." He muttered as he filled his first jar. "You knew about this trip for a week and didn't even think of it, dammit Jaune."

"You done, Jauney." The voice of Cardin was recognizable, if not something he knew he would be hearing.

"Give me a sec…" Topping off his second jar, he carefully placed the lid on it and put it in his team's crate. Shaking his hands to get off some of the sap, he sighed out as he realized he'd need to do some laundry tonight. "How can I help you?"

"Well, I think someone needs to earn his keep, get what I'm saying?"

Well, that was so see through it didn't exist.

"Yeah yeah, give me a sec." Standing up, he wiped his hands on the grass. "Gotta go find some untapped trees and drain the lizard."

"Right." Seemingly satisfied, Cardin went to return to his team. Not noticing Jaune's face taking on a dark smirk.

"Welp." Locking his fingers together and cracking his knuckles while stretching. "Time to have a little fun."

"Fearless leader." Nora was behind him, which was strange since she always seemed to announce her presence very loudly. "Is something up between you and Cardin?"

"Nothing to worry about." He waved her off, but the frown on her face didn't leave.

"Jaune." Her tone was serious as she looked him in the eye. "You can trust us, you know that right?"

"Of course." Looking past her, he saw that their other teammates were still working on their jars, though he couldn't tell how many they had.

"I was bullied a lot." She started as she leaned against a tree, her somber tone getting his attention. "Back when I was a kid, when I didn't have anyone else."

"Nora." Sitting back on the ground, his back made contact with the rough bark.

"Since everybody knew everyone, I didn't believe it when I told someone about it." Looking up into the sky, her frown flipped to a sad smile. "So I had an idea."

"If I became the strongest, than no one could ever bully me again." Blue eyes looked up for their spot near the ground, staring at the lightning Valkyrie. "Than I met Ren."

"He didn't make fun of me and he always smiled at me." She went on as her head dropped. "Even when he lost his parents."

"So I decided to become the strongest, to make sure no one else felt like me and Ren did."

Standing up from his spot on the ground, he did the only thing he could do.

Pulling the orange haired girl into a hug, he let out a sigh.

"I'm sorry, Nora." Patting her on the back, he pulled away and held her shoulders. "I never knew."

"Well, maybe you could talk to us more." Letting out a chuckle, he frowned as his eyes started to move around.

"Nora, I haven't been honest with you guys for a while now." The blond started as he tried to find the words. "And it's not your guy's fault."

"I haven't been having trouble with my family, I've been working with the teachers with something." He confessed to her, much to her shock. "And I wanted to tell you, I just wasn't sure I trusted myself."

"Jaune…"

"But, now I realize that even if you don't trust me after, you trust me now." Pulling off his sleeve, she saw the tattoos on his arm. "And the least I can do is show you the same amount of trust."

"Tattoos? Is that it?" When her fearless leader started talking about doing something with the staff, she thought he meant super awesome training.

Not just tattoos. But if Beacon was paying, she was in.

Nora always wanted a tattoo, but every time she thought about it something would come up and take her off track.

Although the Grimm designs were cool, she'd probably have Magnhild on her back.

Unless Ren didn't think it was a good idea, maybe they could get matching tattoos?

"Not quite." Ink swirling on his arm, it lept off his flesh. "Nora, meet Beast."

"Goodday." The Ursa said in greeting with a wave of its arm. To which Nora simply stared at the Grimm.

"Jaune." She spoke in a harsh whisper. "That Grimm just spoke."

"You think that's bad, I have four more in my head." The blond chuckled at her expression, which could only be described as a mix between "horror" and "wtfhaxx."

"Jaune, what's going on?"

"I will explain everything to you guys back at the dorm, I promise." He assured her. "But first I need to scare the shit out of Cardin."

Looking between the man and Grimm, the orange haired hammer wielder brought up a hand.

"Pinky promise?"

Taking her pinky into his own, he gave her a smile.

"Cross my heart." Drawing an X over his chest with the other, they broke apart.

"All right, go get'em." A smile and a nod with their fists on her hips, the leader returned with a thumbs up.

"Do you need me to break some legs?"

"Sorry, Goodwitch made me promise not to damage them more than their aura can heal in a day."

"That's no fun."

"I know."

When Jaune walked into the area where CRDL was, they made their displeasure known.

"The hell took you so long?" The leader demanded to know, which the blond just shrugged.

"After taking a piss, Nora cornered me." He explained to the all male team. "Word of advice, don't ignore Nora, just-just don't."

"Right." It was a well known fact that the Valkyrie was a force of nature herself.

Ignoring her was probably a one way ticket to "end my suffering" ville.

"Now, we need eight jars of sap."

"Then you should have started filling your jars." Jaune looked at Cardin with confusion. "That's the point of this trip."

"Unless someone wants their little secret out, they should do what they're told."

"Ohh, are we playing this game?" Clearing his throat, Jaune tested his voice a couple times. "Okay, think I'm good."

And his whole stance changed.

"Look, you stupid piece of shit." Blue eyes glared at the taller male, who was surprised by the blond's boldness. "I don't know how you managed to convince yourself that you had any power over anyone, but I'm sure it came from your father sucking someone's dick."

"Why you little…" Pulling back his mace, he was fully prepared to strike the filthy fraud.

Until it was wrenched from his hand.

Turning around, he came face to face with a large Ursa.

It grabbed him in one hand, lifting the bully off the ground with ease.

Eyes looking towards the rest of his team, he was horrified to see they were also pinned down by Grimm.

"I could let you die." Jaune started to walk around them, looking around as if wondering about the weather. "I mean, I have no reason to let you live."

"J-Jaune."

"After all, if you want to expose my transcripts, I would need to eliminate all threats to keep myself safe." The blond continued as he looked up at Cardin, who was struggling in the Ursa's grip. "And right now, that seems like a threat to me."

"I-I."

"So let's just get everything out in the open, kay?" Cardin felt himself get slammed into a tree, disoretend as a foot slammed into his chest.

"As of right now, your bullshit stops." Pulling back, the bottom of Jaune's foot slammed back into Cardin, pinning his head to the tree. "Or I'll have these nice Grimm rip you all to shreds."

"You're bluffing."

"Someone needs a lesson." Snapping his fingers, the blond pointed at the fallen leader. "Ursa, break him."

The Ursa pulled Cardin away from the tree, only to violently slam him back into it.

It continued like that for several more bashes, Cardin getting progressively worse as each blow connected.

"Now, are we going to play nice?" The blond asked as the Ursa threw Cardin to the ground, before pinning the other team leader to the dirt with his foot. "Or play dead?"

Blue eyes went from the blond to the Ursa, than back again as the foot applied more pressure.

But what caught his attention was the blond's face.

His skin now a pale white as black veins started to appear on his skin.

"Nice or dead?"

The Leader turned to see his team, Sky pinned by a Beowolf, Dove caught by a Boarbatusk, Russel struggling in a Death Stalkers pincers.

He made his choice.

"Nice." He managed to finally choke out. "We'll play nice."

"Good boy." The taller male sucked in a breath as the foot left his chest.

Only for it to slam into his face.

"Just so we're clear." The blond explained as he ground his heel into Cardin's mouth. His skin returned to it's usual color while the veins receded back into his flesh. Pulling out a rag Nora gave him, he threw it onto the other male. "And make sure to keep yourself clean, that sap is sticky."

Dusting off his hands, he snapped his fingers. The Grimm quickly pulled off of CRDL and proceeded to shoot into the woods.

"Glad we came to an agreement." Stretching his arms above his head, he felt his back crack as he walked back to his team.

"Cardin?" The leader heard Russel ask. "What the hell is he?"

Staring at the blond, who seemed to be humming while doing a little jig, Cardin made up his mind.

"I have no idea." He watched as Jaune tripped and fell. Grasping his knee as he rolled around on his back. "But, I think he's a threat to us all."

"What do we do?"

"We get evidence." He turned to his team. "We get evidence and put the bastard away before he hurts someone."

A Grimm Semblance

When Pyrrha followed her team's leader into the Emerald Forest with Ren and Nora, she wasn't sure what to expect.

Well, that wasn't true. She had an idea.

He was going to tell them about his transcripts.

While the champion knew it would be for the best, she was also scared how they would react.

She didn't want to lose any of them.

"Well, here we are." Stopping at a clearing maybe fifteen minutes away, the leader turned to his team.

"Well, let's start with the important things." Leaning against a tree with large gashes, he gestured around them. "This is where I've been disappearing too lately, most of the time."

"You've been busy." Ren noted as he looked around, seeing the slash marks all around, the chunks of tree that had been ripped out and the small holes that littered the area.

It almost looked like he had tried to pick a fight with every Grimm in the forest, considering that there was no way the blond could have done all this damage himself.

Which, while admirable, probably wasn't the best decision.

"I forged my transcripts."

Pink and blue eyes turned to their leader in shock, while green looked away.

"It's the reason why I always seem to be behind everyone else." Sliding down against the bark, he leaned into the position he had always taken when he was resting after training here. "I never went to combat school, nor did I have my aura unlocked until Pyrrha did it during initiation.

Knee bent upwards and hand resting on top of it, he looked back up to the sky.

"I always felt something was up." Ren admitted to his leader, much to the shock of his partner. "But, I kind of assumed you just weren't that great in studies and combat, you were more of an on the job planning kind of person."

"Really?" Jaune was actually kind of surprised to hear that, not the parts he was bad at, but the fact Ren seemed to be okay with this.

"If we're all going to be honest, which I guess I might as well." Sitting down himself, he faced his leader as Nora sat to his left while Pyrrha to his right. "You saw the situation, saw what you had to work with and made tactically sound decisions based on that."

"And I figured that's why you're our leader, you can optimize our skills for the problem at hand and come up with a good solution." Shuffling until he was cross legged, he leaned back onto one of his palms. "Long term and pre set strategies are all well and good, but the ability to think on your feet is just as important."

"And besides." Nora cut in, bouncing on her spot with a million megawatt smile. "We've met people who think their the greatest huntsman on the planet who couldn't fight a wet paper bag."

"The fact that you know and acknowledge that you're bad at fighting just means you know you need to improve." A huge thumbs up was shoved in Jaune's face. "And seeing the damage around here just goes to show that you're working your butt off to catch up."

"Aww, thanks guys." Pink dusted his cheeks as he scratched the side of his neck. "You have no idea what that means to me."

Turning to his own partner, he gave her a smile as well.

"And I'm sorry, about what happened on the roof." A quick glance to Nora and Ran, he explained further. "The day before this all started, she offered to train me, which I did not take well."

"He also told me about his transcripts." The redhead continued further. "It was what caused the rift we had."

An awkward chuckle left Jaune's mouth as he looked away.

"Bout that…" Giving Ren and Pyrrha a sheepish look, he tilted his hand back and forth. "I kinda unlocked my semblance the day after."

"Was it dangerous?" If he didn't want people to know he had it, it stood to reason that maybe he was afraid to accidentally hurt someone with it.

"No, well yes, I mean." Letting out a sigh he took off his sleeves. "I'll just show you."

"Tattoos?" Ren had nothing against them himself, not seeing the point in getting one but saw why others might.

He had to admit that they were really good, very life-like Grimm. The way that the ink seemed to want to come to life was exceptional.

Then they flew off his leader's arms and became physical beings.

While Pyrrha let out a gasp of shock, the ninja simply tilted his head to the side.

"You don't seem all that bothered by this." Jaune noticed, to which the other male shrugged in return.

"You trusted us with your darkest secret, and are willing to trust us with this." Eyes glancing at his partner, he seemed to see something. "And judging by Nora's lack of reaction, I'm going to assume she knew?"

"During the trip, where I may have or may not have threatened Cardin and his team." Soar jumping from his spot on the ground, he started to circle around until he landed on Ren's outstretched arm as Rex sat next to Jaune. "He overheard me telling Pyrrha and tried to blackmail me, so I had my friends here make it look like they were prepared to kill for me."

"Jaune, we are prepared to kill for you." Pierce pointed out as Pyrrha seemed to get used to the Grimm presence. "I thought we made that clear."

"Murder is not a good way to solve problems!" Dragging a hand over his face, he let out a groan. "If anything happens, I'd be the prime suspect!"

"So, what your saying is…" Soar interrupted them. "We can, as long as we don't get caught."

"No, to whatever you're thinking." Finger thrusted at the bird as Ren glanced between them, blue eyes glared into yellow. "Absolutely not."

"I was just going to say-" he was cut off as a hand went around his throat.

Rearing back, Jaune threw him as hard as he could.

"Now that that's over with." Turning to his team, he clapped his hands. "Who wants a Grimm?"