Who was he...
That was a question a young man asked himself. He had these oh so terrible dreams. Killing... dying... beast all over the shop...
Running from home only made it worse. Because now he was missing, while developing Schizophrenia.
Even if he closed his eyes to rest for a moment, he would enter the dream. His only release was killing a boss as he called them.
Cleric beast, father gascoigne, and even the blood starved beast.
He truly didn't know why he had to, only that something was calling for him. Something he had no idea what.
A goal? A random item? He didn't know but he walked, since that's all he could do.
Every step he took seemed to weigh his body down. Not being in was a good thing, but if all you knew was ? Then naturally things would be uncomfortable in this nice city.
Every time he passed a mirror, a shop, or anything that held a reflection had the hunter seeing abnormal things. His reflection would turn and start moving by itself, but the hunter kept walking.
He made his way to a giant building. It looked like the lecture hall, but this place was warmer... more welcoming. Nobody even batted an eye as the hunter walked past the students.
After all, everyone here had their weapons, and realistically who would be stupid enough to walk into a beacon where the cameras were at every corner.
...
"Huh that's weird," a security said as he watched the cameras.
The cameras distorted for a couple seconds and then turned back to normal. Normally these things didn't happen, beacon did spend quite a hefty fund for security after all.
A second later another camera had a static, and then turned back to normal.
"We might have a problem," the guard said in a walkie.
...
'Found you,' the hunter's eyes narrowed as he slid behind the class as they entered an arena.
"Jaune?" The hunter's head turned instinctively.
A small girl crashed into him, and he was forced to adjust so the girl didn't harm herself with his tools.
"Where have you been," another girl he didn't recognize came and draped her hand around his shoulder.
"And what's with the fancy clothes? Seriously, we didn't hear from you for a week... we thought something might have happened," the blonde said before laughing to cheer up the atmosphere.
Poor jaune blinked as he looked completely lost as he stared at the girl.
"Are you okay?" Another voice asked, this time with concern.
Jaune's head turned towards the sound, as if he remembered something hidden deep in his sealed memories.
"I am," was all jaune said. His voice horse, and not like his usual one.
The two teams looked at jaune in concern, but at the moment goodwitch decided now would be a good time to call on them.
"Jaune got on the stage already," the teacher said.
Jaune was forced onto the stage before glaring at his opponent across from him. It was her. It had to be.
A whiff of her scent make jaune's hand twitch, as if something was unnatural about her... corrupted.
"Wait professor, jaunes missing his wea-," poor ruby was cut short as jaune reached into his coat and pulled out a singular blade.
He held it in his right hand, and after giving a nod to the professor the fight began.
The woman across from him was named Cinder. What an interesting name.
...
"Hes an animal," Ruby said turning away from the very obvious bloodbath below.
Jaune fought like a madman, his blade turned into two, and suddenly the match was in his favor.
If there was one thing everyone learned was that Jaune fought dirty, and not in his usual weak self.
Cinder was his opponent, and if it wasn't for her previous training she would have been even more injured then she already was.
But jaune had no such problems. He was more than willing to sacrifice his aura to gain a hit.
Jaune could see it. The wickedness that cinder hid, she reeked. Like a beast.
'Thirty minutes,' jaunes head turned towards the moon, meanwhile the others in the room seemed to shiver.
Thirty... more than enough to do what he needed. He might now be in his world anymore, but he can definitely put down this filth before the time runs out.
Before the fight even began, jaune threw bags of flour that exploded causing bad visibility.
The sounds of a brawl were heard in the arena, but nobody could see anything. Cinder's aura was depleting rapidly.
"I didn't know he could fight like that..." whispered Pyrrha.
"Thats our fearless leader," Nora yelled as she leaned over the railing, only to be stopped by ren.
However when the flour cleared, they saw jaune on top of cinder pushing his blade towards her throat. Cinder's hands tried desperately to keep his hand from finishing the deep, but with every push jaune only made it inches further.
Jaune knew his time was up. So he did the only thing he knew.
*spit*
Spitting in her face, caused jaune to finally shove the knife into her, just not where he expected.
"Enough," jaune was flung into the air while cinder lay pale and turning purple.
The green haired girl immediately went to cinder as the rest of the class stayed silent. This was murder... and jaune was the one who did it.
With a grunt jaune broke through the telekinesis and grabbed his weapon and was just about to shove it into emeralds back.
"Cant let you do that," it seemed people finally regained their sense and jaune had to fight everyone.
Jaune was cornered into the corner of the room, the ones with shields at the front to protect from jaune's attempts.
"You're making a mistake. Their beast," came an inhuman whisper from Jaune's mouth.
"Now, let's not do anything rash now, jaune," Yang said nervously.
Glynda was already in front of the crowd, and suddenly as if by magic, the headmaster was also there.
Jaune recoiled at Ozpin, his soul overwhelming his eyes.
"A beast," jaune snarled.
However the door opened at that moment and in came jaune mk1, and had his mouth hanging open.
"What is going on," said the original jaune
(End of chapter.)