Hello one and all!

Sorry this hasn't been published sooner, I got caught up in an Assassin Creed marathon. Then had to crank out like four different Cosplay suits for a couple friend's of mine.
Each suit takes about two weeks to cut and print out. Then I have to go and add detailing and other features, like flashlights, visors, paint-job, sealing, etc.
But now I'm done with them! (except for the suits' weapons *sigh*)

So first off, shout out to TheSlySage for a couple of interesting points. For one:

The Smg was lost and or destroyed in the cave fight with the Beowolves. Also, he took the gun off the corpse of one of the dead pilots. Now I don't know about you, but Jaune doesn't strike me as the character to use a dead man's weapon. And I'm am trying to keep his character to the main plot, just giving him training, better armor and a confidence boost. (Heaven know's he needs it) And who know's? Maybe it'll show up in the future.

Two: Yes the armor is clunky. If anyone here knows what Ebony armor is, they know it's in the heavy class of Elder Scrolls lore. But the armor was supposedly handed down from generation to generation, back then I assume they didn't have people with magnetic semblances. And we haven't gotten far enough along to go into his armor's weaknesses. Trust me, they're there.

Three: Jaune's handgun - if you could call it that - was a present from his Aunt for deciding to become a Huntsman. Now, I know the Desert Eagle is a very large gun in the real world. But, if you're going up against monster of darkness with armor plating half a-foot to a foot thick, wouldn't YOU want a gun that fires a 300 grain round that can kill a water Buffalo in one shot? Not to mention if you used A.P or incendiary ammunition. And I'm speaking from experience here. I have a buddy that owns a .50 A.E Desert Eagle. It kicks like a mule. The standard full metal jacket round went clean through a Ford F-250 engine block.
Sorry for my rant, I've always wanted one and knowing that my friend has one kinda makes me jealous.

Four: His sword (Crocea Mors) was found in a cave, and made of a metal that hardly anyone know's about. So trying to incorporate more mecha-shift into something like it's sheath may affect its performance. I already added in the Greatsword form, but for the sake of arguing, assume that it was already built into the sword when he found it.

Five: And to address FF8cerberus' question, Jaune's team is called Auburn or 'ALBN'. I know it's confusing but that was planned for later shenanigans ;) Whereas Ruby's team is named Resin or 'RSRN'. It took me forever to find the name for that team. Thank goodness for Jurassic park.

Sooooo... without further ado.

The second week of Beacon was by far the most anticipated. The last week had been nothing but paper work assignments and coursework. This week though,that's when the fun part started. For this was the week of the first combat class, one that Jaune had been especially waiting for. He and the rest of his team had filed into the combat arena with the rest of the first year students. He had spotted team RSRN and waved at them in greeting, Ruby saw him and did the same. Waving to her teammates to follow her to where they were sitting. Once everyone had gotten settled, Ruby started talking to Pyrrha about what it was like fighting in the tournaments. Pyrrha told her a few things about what she'd seen in her time in the competition circuit, telling Ruby about what most of the rules were on top of how the stage they were seated in front of was very similar to what she was used too. Yang automatically started talking with Nora about something or other, he wasn't able to hear what they were talking about. He didn't need to see what his partner was doing, having gotten used to her infatuation with books. Seemed every time he turned she was nose deep in one. The rest of the crowd was chatting about what the class was going to be like.

All of that came to an end though as Professor Goodwitch stepped onto the stage. "Students, my name is Professor Glynda Goodwitch. I will be your combat teacher for the rest of your time in Beacon Academy. Most of you come from preparatory academies where you were the best in your class, well here in Beacon," She stopped to gaze over the crowd, giving a passing glance to him and his team before continuing, "That means nothing."

Some of the people bristled at the comment, no doubt having been in that group. He had never been in that situation before. His father had had some of the people under his command train Jaune in matters like advanced survival tactics along with free-running. A very heart pumping exercise he had grown to like. He would need to see if his team wanted to join him sometime. Other than that it had mostly been his father teaching him swordplay.

"Now, there are a few rules I will explain here and now. Know that if these rules are broken you will be punished, I will not tolerate tomfoolery in my class. Is that understood?" She commanded more than asked.

"Yes Ma'am!" The class shouted in unison.

"Good. The rules are as followed; there will be two combatants in the ring unless I say otherwise. You will fight until the other's Aura has been reduced to the red zone or unless forfeit in which case I will end the match. Failure to comply will result in ++{severe}++ consequences. Am I understood?"

"Yes Ma'am!"

"Good." Glynda looked down to her Scroll and selected two names from the list. "Jaune Arc and Cardin Winchester, you two will be our first spar of the day.
Go get changed and return here in a timely fashion."

The two teens stood and made their way to the locker rooms. Blake lowered her book for a moment to glance at the two teams. Ruby seemed to be vibrating in her seat. Nora looked to share that enthusiasm with her, Weiss just sighed considering she was sat between the two of them. Ren was... well, Ren. No emotion whatsoever. Yang was telling Pyrrha that Jaune was going to kick this Cardin guys ass. Pyrrha hummed, signaling that she was paying attention. Blake was still trying to get a bearing on her new roommates, she had made the decision to leave the White Fang in order to get away from what had been transpiring in the new leadership. No more were they trying to take hostages for swapping, now they were being taken for executions. Shops that refused to serve Faunus were torched to the ground, it's owners beaten to a pulp in the streets. Blake shook her head to clear it of such thoughts,
she didn't want to relive the past now. Not when she had a chance for a new future. Speaking of which; there was her partner walking back into the arena.

She still hadn't figured out his combat style yet. Jaune wore a semi-large set of armor, yet it didn't way much more than a very heavy Winter coat. She and a few of the other's - Nora and Ruby mostly - had tried it on. Considering she was probably six inches shorter that Jaune, she was only able to put the cuirass on and the gauntlets. She looked and felt silly wearing it but she had to admit, when Jaune assured her it would take a hit with his sword without a problem she didn't doubt it for a second. When they fought the deathstalker in initiation, she had seen the pincers get a solid hit to the left side of his armor. Doing nothing more than leaving a scratch in its place, he'd tanked the blow with his Aura reinforcing the armor into a near indestructible slab of metal. Explaining that even with how strong the armor was, it didn't have the same resistance to Huntsman weapons. Now they had agreed that some weapon's were just bizarre. *Cough* (Ruby) *Cough* But other than that, it could tank hits from Grimm with ease. He explained that his father told him the armor was made to combat the creatures of darkness themselves, which got Ruby and Nora running around until Ren and the Schnee could calm them down. Ruby gushing about how he was a white Knight protecting the innocent against the Grimm.

Jaune failed to mention the armor's darker past. But that's a story for a later time, back to our troublesome teens.

All chatter ceased as Miss Goodwitch raised her hand, those previously talking not wanting to earn the ire of the Headmistress.

"Are both combatants ready?"

Cardin swung his mace in a circular motion before righting his stance and snorting his answer. "Yeah."

Jaune reached down to Crocea Mors and ripped it from its sheath with a rasp of steel before returning it to his side in a back right gaurd. The tip of his sword almost touching the ground near his left foot. Jaune didn't verbally announce his confirmation, rather he turned his helmet in Goodwitch's direction and gave her a slow nod.

The Professor nodded as well and brought her scroll up in its tablet form, showing her the Aura readings for both students. "Good. Once again, if either combatants Aura drops into the red zone I will call the match. Clear? Begin!"

Cardin roared as he charged, raising his mace up for an overhead swing. Jaune seeing the motion and bracing for the dodge he was going to initiate. But as the mace came down with surprising speed Jane instead saw an opening in the boy's attack, rising from his guard, he swung Crocea Mors in an upper slash. Instead of trying to hit the shaft of the mace with the sharp edge, he twisted the handle to deflect with the side of his sword. The two collided with a clang of steel, Jaune twisting his hips turned with the strike and dislodged his weapon from Cardin's, bringing the pommel up and striking the taller teen in the jaw before reversing again and delivering another upwards slash across to his dark armored chest. Cardin jumped away from Jaune but was pursued by the more well trained boy. Jaune kept delivering slash after slash as Cardin tried his damned best to keep his sword at bay. Jaune finished his assault by jabbing at Cardins chest which he blocked with a side hit from his mace leaving him open. Jaune took advantage of this by twirling inside his guard and delivering an uppercut to Cardin's unprotected jaw.

Cardin was stunned from the armored punch which Jaune took advantage of once again. He brought Crocea Mors up in a slow sideways slash which Cardin tried to block in his concussed state. Jaune feinted at the last moment before completely reversing his momentum and struck the opposite side. Cardin let out a cry of pain as he was launched across the arena from the impact of the blow, skidding to a halt mere inches from the edge of the arena. A loud buzz sounded and Professor Goodwitch raised her hand.

"The match is over! Jaune Arc wins by Aura depletion. As you can see class, Mr. Winchester's Aura has entered the redzone. In a tournament style fight this would be the end of the match. Well done Mr. Arc. You anticipated your opponents move and acted accordingly, blocking when needed and attacking when you saw an opening. Mr. Winchester, you pronounced your attack by charging your opponet without any before hand knowledge of Mr. Arcs fighting style. Hence,
once Mr. Arc counter-attacked, you were not prepared to defend yourself. In the future try to gauge your opponets style and strengths before rushing in like a berserker."

Jaune looked up to the large holographic monitor and saw that his Aura was still in the green, even after reinforcing his strikes with Aura. It was hovering around eighty percent or so. Cardin was more worse for wear. His Aura being in the red at nineteen percent. Russel and Dove came up to help their leader off stage while Jaune started to walk back up to the stands, not bothering to leave to take his armor off. But before he could, Goodwitch called out to him.

"Mr. Arc, if I may ask something."

Jaune turned around. "Sure."

"I was wondering how you were able to counter and eliminate Mr. Winchester so effectively." Jaune shrugged before answering.

"One of the instructors that trained me used a mace as his primary weapon. Two of them actually. He's beat me more times than I can count but I did learn a thing or two about fighting mace wielders."

"Ah. Thank you Jaune."

"Your welcome Glynda."

Glynda shook her head before pointing to the stands with a smirk. Jaune got the message, smiling himself as he made his way off stage. Removing his helmet and clipping it to the hook on his waist. As he started to ascend the stairs back where his group was sitting, Cardin yelled out to him.

"This ain't over Arc! You can't one up a Winchester!"

Jaune glanced back over across the stands where team CRDL was sitting, the students in-between not uttering a word while they waited for the drama to unfurl. Jaune rolled his eyes not wanting to even begin to walk into that mess. He'd heard of stories about Hunters and Huntresses in training having had the strongest performance in their respective prep-schools only to be annihilated once reaching one of the Academies. Some could never come back from the loss and would eventually end up dropping out or something. Some took the loss for what it was, a reminder that there's always someone out there that is better than you. But from the way Cardin was acting, Jaune could tell there would be problems in the future. Ruby was bouncing in place when he finally sat down. Blake was reading her book and Pyrrha and Yang were talking about the next match.

"Jaune that was so cool! The way you did all the twisting and stuff was awesome!" Ruby practically shrieked once he'd settled in.

"Yeah it looks cool but good luck touching your toes."

"Why would you say that?" Blake asked, setting her book aside for a moment.

"Yeah Jaune, what do you mean?"

Jaune lifted his armored fist and examined it. "Don't get me wrong, this armor is some of the strongest anti-Grimm armor you can find. But that's what it meant for.
Grimm." At their confused expressions he elaborated. "What I mean is that this was designed to fight Grimm and not much else. There are a lot of spots in the suits sections that aren't supposed to move. The only reason I was in such control is because a bunch of plating has actually been removed. There were a few times I came close to losing that match, the reason I won in this instance was because I never gave him the option to attack."

Blake hummed. "I did notice how you could have won that fight a couple of minutes earlier."

Jaune nodded. "Right. The armor was originally designed to fight Grimm, hence why it was forged with grav Dust. Helps if you have as much armor as possible without having to deal with the weight. But with that comes loss of agility. In a straight on fight, I wouldn't need to worry about small Grimm at my back considering the amount of protection which would allow me to finish off the threat in front, then taking care of the other in the back. But against a Huntsman? That's where it gets tricky."

"Because a Huntsman can think, whereas a Grimm won't. Because the Grimm will attack the front no matter the situation, whereas a Huntsman will evaluate their target and make a plan. And it's easier to out manuvere a Grimm than a Huntsman. Right?" Blake questioned.

Jaune did a finger gun at Blake. "Got all three." Just as he'd finished talking, the buzzer went off for the current fight. A brown haired boy stood victorious over a blue haired girl. Her Aura was in the red while his was somewhere in the yellow. He didn't remember their name's, having not studied the entire first year class. Professor Goodwitch enounced the winner and turned to the rest of the class dismissing them for the rest of the day. Hmm, they must have talked longer than he thought. The class got up and started to mingle with their teammates while some went to put the weapons and gear away, well, the ones that'd fought today. He was one such person. Waving to his team as they went to go to the cafeteria, he put in an order of chicken nuggets along with a grape soda.

Jaune was just about to walk into the locker rooms when he heard someone around the corner.

"Wow, these are freaky."

"I told you dude! They're real and everything!"

"The way they're so long? Ha bet you run into just about everything right?" Laughter was heard next along with what sounded like a whimper of pain.

Jaune slowly stepped up too the corner, just barely peeking his head around to see... no fucking way...

Two boys were huddled around a Faunus girl grabbing her ears, laughing as they did. The girl was whimpering for them to stop but they paid no head. Jaune fully walked around stepped out as he went to go break up the bullies before froze on the spot. A very familiar camera hung at the girl's waist. A deep seated scowl appeared on Jaune's face while he silently made his way behind them, he could hear Velvet's voice now.

"Please stop." She pleaded. Not even attempting too get them to stop. They just laughed and started to pull harder, finding her pain amusing.

"Damn, even if she's a freak she got some nice thighs man-agh!" An armored glove wrapped around his wrist before slowly wrenching it away from Velvet's waist. When the guy turned around to hammer at the idiot that decided to grab him, his eyes went wide. Staring straight back into them was a set of blue pool's that were filled with a deep anger. A snarl on the lips of a six foot armored giant.

"And just what," Jaune said. "Do you think you're doing?"

"Ah! Chill bro! We were just having some fu-agh!"

"You think hurting a girl with rabbit ears is fun?" Jaune tightened the hold on the bullies wrist. "I'll say this once, and once only. If I see you hurting one of my friends again. Whether they're Human or Faunus. I will break your arm and shove It. Up. Your. ASS. Do you understand me?"

"..Yea-ah!"

"I didn't hear you, what was that?"

"Yes!"

"Yes what?"

"Agh! Y-yes sir!"

"Stay the fuck away from her." Jaune released the boy who immedietly ran away. The other thought about doing something before seeing Jaune's sword on his hip. He ran after his friend and disappeared around the corner. Jaune breathed a sigh of relief before he turned his attention to Velvet.

"Are you alright?"

Velvet shook her head. "You shouldn't have done that. Now they'll look for someone else to bully."

"Velvet, they were about too-"

"I wasn't going to let it get that far." She interrupted him. "I was going to call my teammate."

Jaune sighed through his nose. "And how long was that going to take hmm? Five, ten, fifteen minutes maybe? Velvet you are a second year Huntress. You shouldn't be letting a couple of degenerates like that take advantage of you."

"But if they bully me then that means that no one else will-"

"No, they will still bully other people! Not just you! Dammit Velvet I'm not going to stand by while someone, let alone you, gets bullied! Not when I can do something about it."

He stopped and took a breath before slipping on a small smile while reaching out and resting his hand on her shoulder. "Velvet, you are my friend. I may have only known you for about two weeks, but I see you as a friend. And I will not stand by while you or any of my other friend's are being bullied. I care too much about you too let that happen. Understand?"

She stopped and looked at him for a few seconds, processing his words. Her eyes lit up with that smile the he loved to see. The one that could make anyone's bad mood evaporate, the one that could make the rising Sun jealous. Wait... Where was he going with this...? Right, her smile.

"Thank you Jaune. For everything you said." Jaune was right. She was a second year Huntress for crying out loud! She's faced monsters that make people run in fear, monsters that would make those bully's piss their pants! And what was she doing? Cowering in fear because they grabbed her ears. It would be slow going, but with friends like Jaune and her team? She could see herself becoming more confidant.

Grumble...

Velvet's face turned red while Jaune laughed. There went the moment.

"Had dinner yet?"

"No..."

"Come on. My treat. My team should be waiting for me in the cafeteria, I'll introduce you to 'em."

"Um, okay." His team? Oh dear.

Alrighty! So sorry about the long wait, meant to get this out sooner but never had the energy. This year has sucked the life out of me like a vampire at a bloodbank. So, more goodies divulged in the manner of info on Jaune's armor. What'd ya'll think about the fight scene? Too much? Too little? Not explained properly? I need feedback on that because I suck at writing fight scenes. I picture it in my head, I go through the motions, I look up the technique's. But I still thought it was crap. Some nice Jaune and Velvet bits too! Now, this ain't gonna be like those stories where the girl is going to immediately fall for the guy and starts crushing on him hard. Velvet's only known Jaune for just over two weeks, now she's certainly becoming comfortable with him, like one would with a good friend. But she doesn't have a crush on him juuust yet. As for Jaune, he's formed almost a brotherly-like bond with her. Not in the sense he see's her like a sister, more like that he treats her with respect and kindness.

That satisfy you? Hmmmmm? Yeah, you know who I'm talking about. Now quit sending me p.m's about their relationship.

Rookie out.