DISCLAIMER!

This is not mine, but a friend's. I had to fill in the rest of the story because she was too lazy (not really, congrats on getting 156th place in the marathon!)

Pardon the grammar!

EDIT: Fixed some grammar issues. Thank you RoachVit.

Chapter 1:

Young Jaune grumbled to himself as he sulked off to the forest, kicking pebbles and fallen tree branches off the ground. He continued deep into the forest forgetting the warnings from the locals that minor Grimm had been spotted roaming the small forest.

Unknowingly, Jaune had taken a wrong turn as the dead leaves masked the dirt path; throwing him off course.

"Stupid dad, stupid mom, and stupid sisters…" After a few more minutes of angry stomping and pouting, he came to a halt and surveyed his surroundings. "Where am I?"

He willed himself not to panic as that would attract Grimm and tried to backtrack from the path he took, not knowing that he had strayed far from the dirt path. Jaune figured that if he walked straight, he would eventually exit the forests since it is a small forest.

What he doesn't know is that this small forest is roughly ten miles full of woods and was going deeper into the forest.

After half an hour of walking, Jaune knew he was going the wrong way as there was no end in sight. He started to panic, crouching low near a tree to cower but stopped as he heard music playing from his right.

If there's music, there are people!

Jaune quickly ran towards the sound and came into a clearing. He wasn't out of the forest. Far from it, but at least there was another person with him.

A figure sat on a tree stump, dressed like a bard from old eras and casually strumming his lute, ignoring Jaune's sudden intrusion. A green fedora with gold rings taping a red feather was pulled over his face, concealing his appearance.

"Uh…" Jaune awkwardly greeted the musician, "Hi?"

"My greetings." The musician greeted back, not bothering to look up.

"… I'm a little bit lost. Do… You know the way back to town?"

"I do."

"G-great! Can you tell me which way I have to go?"

"I can."

"C-can you?"

"I will."

"…" Jaune waited for the musician to give him the direction, but it never came. "Um… So, directions to my hometown?"

"Is that wise?"

"Huh?"

"Stay near me." He said to Jaune, but Jaune failed to hear the musician sentence as the ground beneath him trembled.

Grimm poured out into the clearing and quickly surrounded them with an Ursa Major leading the horde. It came crashing through the trees and roaring at the sky, inciting the Grimm to follow suit. Their deafening howls caused Jaune to cover his ears and staggered back.

"Hush." The musician chided the Grimm.

Their howling was muffled as he plucked a series of strings from his lute, counteracting the noise with his own.

"Get out of here, mister!" Jaune shouted, picking up a rock. He launched it straight at the Ursa Major's head getting its attention. "Hey ugly! Over here!" He waved his hand furiously, trying to get its attention, fear to cause him to act irrationally.

The giant Ursa snarled at him as it harmlessly bounced off its mask. It let out another roar and the Grimm surged forward.

"How odd." The musician mused at Jaune's suicidal behavior.

The mysterious musician was clearly not right in his head, thought Jaune. He continued sitting there, ignoring the Grimm closing in.

Jaune gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to curse at the musician. He knew he wasn't going to make it out of here alive with that many Grimm on his tail. The musician might buy him time, but that did not sit well with him!

He wanted to be a hero, a huntsman. Now might as well be the time to do so!

With a pathetic war cry, Jaune rushed forward swinging a tree branch at the Grimm, not hearing the snort from the musician.

"There is a fine line between bravery and stupidity." The musician hummed and struck the strings on his lute, creating a powerful soundwave that shattered the Grimm surrounding them. "Perhaps you are both."

Jaune was unaffected by the blast but tumbled onto the floor by the sudden shock of the musician's capabilities.

"W-whoa! You wiped out with one attack! So cool!"

"Naturally."

"Can you teach me how to do that?!"

"An amusing thought." The musician said as he shook his head.

"I can prove myself!" Jaune said, puffing up his chest. "I can wield a sword and shield, somewhat… Okay, badly, but I can play the guitar! Please teach me how to do that awesome music attack thing!"

"You seek my audience?"

"Uh… Wha?"

"Amuse me, then." The musician said as strummed his lute, causing the environment around him to dance to his tune. Fallen tree branches snaked their way towards him, twisting their shape and forming an odd-looking guitar. Small twigs and leaves compressed and melded together forming six strings, which attached themselves to the guitar's body by wooden nails and other parts. "I am Alto, Parton of Music. I wonder what strange fate brings you here?"

"Who?" Jaune asked with a confused expression, tilting his head a bit as he numbly accepted the odd guitar.

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Jaune love taking a long walk in the forest, playing his guitar. People can't often enjoy the scenic nature due to the Grimm infesting the forest, but when they can; the scenery is beautiful. The smell can differ depending on what types of trees and plants are nearby, but there's a distinctive smell of honeysuckles that he enjoyed. His soft tune carried throughout the forest, enhancing his experience even more.

Three Beowolves prowled out of the woods, investigating the odd noise and spotting Jaune who had his back to them. Snarling, they charged towards him, lunging at his undefended figure. Without glancing back, Jaune shifted his tune sharply severing the heads of the unfortunate Grimm.

He continued his walk, humming to himself as he makes his way towards Beacon Academy.

Roughly a mile away, Headmaster Ozpin sat at his desk scrolling through a variety of documents that he didn't want to read nor sign. At a nick of time, the sensors situated in Emerald Forest started beeping, notifying him that there is a person currently wandering the forest.

"Oh?"

He swiped his documents to the side and pulled up the camera feeds. A blond, young man in his teens was scrolling through the forest, dispatching Grimm right and left with… Just an instrument?

It was unusual, but not entirely unheard of for a musical instrument to also function as a weapon.

A King Taijitu lunged out from the tall grass, jaws, and fangs wide open. The blonde blurred, appearing far to its right and emitted a bright orange wave that engulfed the entire area, causing the Grimm to shriek in pain as orange cracks webbed throughout its entire body.

The second head flailed out of the grass, smashing into the ground where the blonde was standing in an attempt to crush him. When it missed, the King Taijitu quickly coiled its entire body around the blonde, trapping him inside.

Raising both of its body to its fullest height, the King Taijitu struck with blinding speed.

Ozpin blinked as both of the King Taijitu head blurred past his cameras, decapitated. Its body went limp, and the blonde jumped out from the snake's coil, looking carefree.

"Interesting… Is it his semblance, weapon, or Dust?" Ozpin wondered as he took a sip from his mug. The show was getting interesting as a large horde of Grimm blocked the blonde's path, or it was until Ozpin noticed how many powerful Grimm were amongst the horde. "This is bad." He said with a frown and frantically called Glynda.

"Ozpin?" Glynda answered with a neutral expression.

"Glynda, we got a young man in Emerald Forest surrounded by a large number of powerful Grimm. Please evacuate him out of there, now."

Her expression quickly shifted to graved and the sound of shuffling could be heard from the scroll, "I understand. I am on my way."

"Hurry."

The headmaster turned his attention back to the feeds and watched as the blonde standing there… Playing a riff?! Why isn't he moving?!

Ozpin stared incredulously at the blonde, "Is he planning on fighting them?" There were just too many Grimm to handle, not to mention a sizable amount of powerful Grimm mixed in with the horde.

The blonde's guitar glowed a faint silver as he continued to play, smiling as the horde of Grimm descended upon him. He continued playing his riff, fueling the silver glow before letting out a rip, silver light engulfing the entire area.

Ozpin had bad timing as he took a sip out of his mug, only to choke as he witnessed the silver light petrified all of the Grimm. The blonde started cheerfully singing as he shattered the petrified Grimm with another blast, making a path for him to go through.

After a few seconds of hacking and coughing, Ozpin called Glynda once more to tell her that the urgency is no longer needed, but it would be in their best interest to retrieve the blond young man.

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"Jaune Arc, I presumed?"

"That's me," Jaune replied, feeling a bit embarrassed that he traveled to Beacon a day earlier before the initiation. He had misread the date and is now the only student or soon-to-be student on campus at Beacon Academy.

"I see… Is there something wrong?" Ozpin questioned as he noticed Jaune was looking at him oddly.

"You… Have a unique soul."

Jaune's response made Ozpin blink, "What do you mean?"

"Normally a soul has a certain tune to it, not an orchestra like yours." Jaune explained, "It's like several souls merged together and-"

"Fascinating," Ozpin quickly cutting him off, "An ability of your semblance, I presume? Your combat abilities that were displayed in the forest truly amazes me. Is it also tied to your semblance?"

Jaune didn't have silver eyes and the familiar silver glow and effects came from his guitar, not his eyes. Ozpin deducted that it was his semblance. The other option… Well, that's just not possible.

"Eh, music semblance? Sure, let's go with that." Jaune can't really say he was granted magic by a god, especially in front of the Headmaster of Beacon Academy; he would be deemed crazy.

Gods and magic. As if anyone would believe that!

Stupid Omake:

Ozpin's scroll rang as he was sorting through the files. It was from Glynda, so it must be urgent.

She had successfully picked up the blonde young man named Jaune Arc and is now on her way to Beacon Academy. What could be so urgent? Glynda was capable enough, along with Jaune as seen from his display earlier…

Maybe they were low on fuel? Malfunctioning of the bullhead? Or could it be that one of them suddenly falling sick?

Ozpin answered his scroll.

"Ozpin!" Her shrilled voice cut through his eardrum.

"G-Glynda? What's wrong?"

"His stupid song is stuck in my head! That's what's wrong!"

In the background, he could hear Jaune singing some sort of camp song that was certainly annoying.

"Is that it?" Ozpin responded incredulously. Glynda has been through much more than just teenagers singing a song, surely she must be joking… But then again, she had never joked before in her life.

"Is that it? Is that it?! Ozpin! The song is permeating my brain! I'm getting earworm infection!" Glynda paused and took a deep breath. "AAAAAAHHH-"

Ozpin quickly hung up and pushed his scroll off the desk. He sat there, hand clasped and staring at the elevator door.

"… Oh dear."

That Omake was terrible.