Greeting's Readers

Dunno who will be reading this or their personal preferences to characters but this is a Jaune and Yang story. There is a relationship there but it is not and will not be a focus of my writing.

The Initial Chapters will have a heavier focus on Jaune but as we proceed it will be a more even spread between the two as the story progresses.

I have read some wonderful fan-created fictions on the world of Remnant and decided to make this profile to write a story of my own I have taken some ideas from my previous stories on other fiction and also adapted some ideas from stuff I have read over the years.

I have no update schedule as of yet as this is a new project and do not know the time I will be able to give to it.

Jaune Arc was having the worst day of his life.

He was about to die for the... Jaune paused with thought. Why was the only time he thought about how many times he died when he was about to die again.

Jaune shook his head forcing his mind back to the present, looking around he noticed he wasn't alone, he was tied to someone else, knowing who it was was easy since he only had one living friend left in this go-round of his life.

"Yang?" Jaune spoke aloud after giving a quick glance around the room making sure they were alone but his trained eye telling him more in the few glances than he needed to know.

"Grrfd" Yang's reply while unintelligible at least confirmed she was alive, though judging the noise she made she was either gagged or more likely after the beating they had received was also possible to be a broken jaw.

Roman Torchwick had caught them, five years since the fall of Beacon, three years since the deaths of every other member of both teams RWBY and JNPR. After months of constant fighting in the Grimmlands being hounded by Salem's minions the one that finally managed to catch them was the abomination that had become Roman Torchwick.

Thinking of the man seemed to cause him to materialize, walking into view from behind a crate. The Roman he now knew stood near him staring at him a grin spread across his face, he twirled an umbrella and went about placing something beside his captives.

Roman finished whatever task he had set himself too and turned around and left. Jaune knew talking to the man was pointless, ever since Neo's death at the hands of Team JNPR, as much as it could be blamed on them anyways, the man never spoke a word again but instead took to being a mute like Neo was and also a far more troubling opponent.

The only consistent thing about the man is everyone he has killed has been in the same way Neo died, so Jaune was confident the item placed beside them was a timed explosive and that the building he was in was a Dust warehouse and that he was going to die and sadly so was Yang.

Jaune felt the pang of regret that he always felt when he knew his end was coming, the regret was always worse when his friends died alongside him.

Jaune's death would trigger his Semblance he didn't even need to have his aura unlocked and as far as he could tell he could not shut it off and oh how he tried at times.

Jaune would die, and then he would blink and it would be four years before the fall of Beacon and his life reset. No variance in date hour or time, he would die and then on the night of his thirteenth birthday he would reawaken in his younger body and with practiced effort he would grab the Lien from his mother's stash in the kitchen, grab the supplies his father keeps ready at all times in case of immediate jobs and he would retrieve Crocea Mors from the position above the family fireplace.

Jaune ever couple of dozen deaths would instead of doing this spend the three years with his family before secretly leaving to attend Beacon though armed with considerably more knowledge, skill, and muscle mass.

In Jaune's mind, he was already planning his next life trying to find some way to prevent the fall of Beacon along with other events that he seemingly could not change no matter how many attempts he has made.

Even as his thoughts went to tomorrow he still struggled in the present, a few quick practiced motions and his wrist was dislocated and he slipped one hand from his bonds. Quickly he popped his wrist back into place and undid the rest of his restraints, he had no hope of living but his body refused to give up.

After clearing his head and scanning the room while Roman had set up the explosive, Jaune felt his injuries, he was bleeding internally and judging from a headache and the sluggishness of his movement's he could expire at any moment, now he was fighting for Yang hoping her injuries might be survivable.

"YANG, YANG WAKE UP!" Jaune shouted at the woman in front of him, and after a bit of shaking her eyes opened and better yet focused and almost immediately winced in believable pain. Jaune proceeded to untie her and pick her up and carry her to safety, Jaune knew such a place didn't exist since the condition they were in even if they were outside Roman would not be far away, and he would just finish it by throwing them back inside. No, this act was all for her so that when they died she would know he was doing his best to try and save them the same way she always remembered him from the first day at Beacon all the way to their end.

A gentle blue light, Jaune knew this light, it meant he died he always saw it for a few seconds as his world ended the light was comforting and signaled that his Semblance had activated. The explosion ripped through the warehouse, Jaune was impaled from behind with flying shrapnel and to Jaune's horror, Yang was impaled also by a piece that was sticking through him into her.

Yang looked at her chest and then up at Jaune, a trickle of blood escaping from his mouth, Yang wanted to reach up and wipe the blood away but found the strength was beyond her. Yang smiled for the last time and before she died she wished her jaw wasn't broken as she just thought of a pun that would make the blond man carrying her blush, well maybe not he seemed to be running low on blood to be able to blush, with that final thought Yang Xiao Long's mind went quiet.

Jaune closed his eyes, the blue aura present even after he had shut them, he knew when he opened them again he would be young again, young alive and marked with another failure but even still no matter how much he wanted this to be over his Semblance refused to allow that and so Jaune opened his eyes again.

Everything was predictable, it was 10:27 in the evening of his Thirteenth birthday he was in his bedroom alone, to his left was his scroll on his side table, he was still wearing his jeans and a simple white t-shirt. Everyone in the house was asleep, his father would wake up in two hours to relieve himself and past that no one in the house would stir until his mother woke up to begin the day at a crisp 6:03 in the morning.

Jaune went over the plan in his mind even though at this point it is entirely possible he could perform his escape in his sleep at this point, but even still his mind and body forced him to remain cautious, remembering some instances where he failed in his escape attempt and then being trapped for months in some instances where he was watched by nine very observant Hawks.

Jaune rolled out of bed and slipped into his shoes, next he grabbed a backpack from under his bed filling it with changes of clothes a spare set of shoes and a few personal items from around his bedroom. Sealing the bag shut he then grabbed his hoodie and slid that on over top his white T-shirt, he grabbed his scroll placing it on vibrate more out of habit than any real concern it would ring, he knew his first call would be tomorrow from his concerned mother and family bombarding his scroll with messages.

He set it to vibrate more to keep them out of mind until he could get the tools he needed to alter his scroll to block certain signals.

He always felt the worst about that but he consoled himself that in every lifetime, each and every one, he always made contact with them and with bumps and starts they forgave him, he did this to selfishly escape the guilt he always felt when leaving them.

At 10:47 his bedroom finished, Jaune went through his mental checklist, more than once he had forgotten an item, though typically his bedroom items were the easiest to replace nothing truly essential came from here. Jaune moved his bag to the entryway of his home and placed it beside his father's traveling kit which contained all the real supplies Jaune would need. Camping gear a week's worth of dried rations, well a week for his much larger father, Jaune always managed to live for a month of what his father consumed in a week, his father being a fit and limber man whereas Jaune was very much a teenager still in need of filling out but at thirteen already stood at six feet tall.

Slipping into and out of the kitchen was easy, farthest from where the family slept, Jaune grabbed the Lien from the place it always was, this he didn't feel too badly about in one of the lives where he choose to stay with his family and on many preceding ones to follow Jaune learned that this money was destroyed in a small kitchen accident where the youngest Arc girl was helping to make cookies and set the kitchen on fire destroying the cupboard and the money within.

Stepping out of the Kitchen Jaune looked at his blade, Crocea Mors, hanging from the wall, gingerly he took it down knowing better to draw the blade as it always woke his father. Jaune carried Crocea Mors to his bag and placed it inside with just the hilt poking out the top. shouldering both bags and as always cursing his scrawny frame Jaune slipped out the door walked down the path to the village and turned on the road leading north out of the Village.

"VRRRT"

Jaune paused.

"VRRRT"

Jaune felt his pocket with his hand.

"VRRRT"

Jaune's scroll was vibrating.

Mentally Jaune went over everything in his head, his leaving was perfect no one would call him until his mother tried in the morning after he failed to show for breakfast and his room was found empty.

He was too close to home, if they discovered him missing this early his father would be able to track him down, he needed every hour he had to be able to escape from him any less and his father had found him on many occasions.

Jaune did not panic if he did his trail would be even easier to find so instead he took out his scroll and did not answer it but looked at who was calling. No one he knew judging by the number but that actually made him more curious, Jaune knew random chance still existed, even with predetermined events there were still always variations to what could happen some, minor some major, but in all of his hundreds or thousands of repeats his scroll had never received a call from anyone until he was noticed missing.

"VRRRT"

Jaune did not answer but he turned on his voice mail again, another function he turned off as to avoid the guilt of listening to his family beg and plead for him to return home. The scroll clicked and his voice mail picked up after a few quiet moments less than a minute the light flashed from green to red signaling the other line had hung up.

Jaune waited a few moments and when the phone didn't begin ringing again and he was confident it wouldn't as his family would have bombarded his Scroll.

As Jaune walked he lifted the Scroll to his ear, the message wasn't a visual one just a voice recording, putting the scroll to his ear he hit play.

"Hello, you have reached the magnificent Jaune Arc dating line if you would please leave your name and number I will be happy to call you back to set up our date."

Jaune's face paled, he forgot that was his voice mail message, in all his lives he never once changed that even after getting into Beacon, oh god no wonder people to this day no matter how bad ass he acted and cool he tried to be anyone who ever called him was hit with a nasally prepubescent voice and a terribly bad pickup line, right then and there Jaune considered running himself through with Crocea Mors and he doubted any man alive if they knew the reason would try and stop him.

Swallowing hard Jaune hit the Play button for the only message on his scroll.

"Jaune" A voice he was all too familiar with tentatively called out through the Scroll a voice he would not hear for three more years.

"Jaune I..." another long pause "If you get this message and know who I am please call me..." another pause followed by a soft click as the line went dead the person leaving the message had hung up.

"..."

Jaune stood in the road frozen, in time somewhere in the back of his head a part of his brain was kicking him to start moving and eventually that part won as his legs started to carry him forward but the rest of his mind began to explode into a million different factions, each trying to make sense of one small phone call.

"Yang" Jaune smiled as his legs carried him forward his mind trying to fill in the blanks as for how she contacted him and failing pretty hard, but he resolved once he had done his night's march he was going to call her.

"I died" was the first thought that entered Yang's mind when she awoke.

She didn't wake up screaming, nightmares didn't affect her anymore, not after the things she had seen and experienced, the deaths of her sister and her friends had muted her mind to what the horror's her sleep could bestow upon her, she couldn't even remember the last time she dreamed.

Yang was Twenty-three years old, everyone she knew was dead, the only person she had left was Jaune Arc the one who she thought when she first saw him getting airsick in a bullhead figured wouldn't make it past Beacons initiation. The boy had he proved her wrong her and almost everyone who crossed paths with him.

Jaune was the most capable person she had ever met, hell the fact that she is lying here thinking of that is proof, she had been impaled she thought she herself was dead but somehow Jaune, even impaled himself had managed to escape, carry her somewhere safe, and apparently cared for her for a considerable amount of time.

She noticed a long amount of time had passed as first off her Jaw didn't hurt, not just didn't hurt it was fine not broken or anything. Yang brought her arm up, left arm, never really much liked her right metal arm, yeah it was bad ass and concealed all kinds of tricks to confuse and punish enemies but she didn't like touching her body with it.

Running her left arm across her jaw she wondered how much time had passed, she felt weak, her ever-present tan from being in the Vacuo desert has faded away.

It had to have been months, she has been unconscious and bedridden for months and she felt... actually, she felt fine thinking to herself, better than fine now that she really felt about and oddly her robotic arm wasn't feeling like a dead weight at her side, all the stranger she wondered why Jaune would leave it attached, he knew how to remove it and...wait she paused thinking to herself where did Jaune get a new arm for her, Roman destroyed hers and though Jaune was pretty handy laughing at her own mental pun he wasn't good enough to fix what had happened to it.

Yang lifted her right arm her...she stared at it her fleshy human arm...what?

Yang sat bolt upright, she looked around her room, wait it was her room her bedroom back on Patch, but that was impossible Patch fell two years after Beacon, it was where her friends and teammate's died, they burned their bodies in the house she was currently in, not allowing anything to be left for Salem's perversions.

Yang glanced at her clock it told her both the time and the date it was 10:32 just a couple minutes had passed since she woke up, the date seemed confusing, if the clock was to be trusted it was now ten years ago, the day also seemed to jog Yang memory after quick mental scan she realized it was Jaune Arc's birthday.

Pushing that silly thought out of her head she scanned her, well, everything, room, body, and memories she could not figure out what had happened she was alive, she was younger, time had apparently turned back for her when she died. Was this normal? was this what happened when you died, you get returned to a happy point in your life?

It was bordering on midnight, Yang was alive and confused but she even though she didn't look it at the moment was a seasoned huntress and had dealt with some pretty insane situations, she sat in her room at her desk and began to write things down, nothing important just a few errant thoughts to help her focus, a habit she had formed over the years after Beacon.

Died to Explosion set by Roman
Woke up in past with my thirteen-year-old body
Jaune was present also dead?

Yang stopped writing mostly because she didn't know what to add to that. Figuring best not to dwell on anything currently she decided she needed her Scroll, due to Tai's rules her Scroll was downstairs in its charger. Smiling she left her room padded downstairs quietly and grabbed her scroll, she was about to head upstairs when she noticed the kitchen light was on.

Glancing inside Yang spotted eleven-year-old Ruby passed out in a cookie-induced coma, Yang's eyes began to tear up at the sight, she sniffled back a tear and walked into the kitchen picked up her younger sister hugging her tightly and carried her upstairs and put her to bed as she tucked her in Ruby smiled, half conscious "Heh heh the perfect crime" before she fell back into a deep content sleep.

Yang escaped back to her room breathing hard, not from carrying her sister no that was nothing but from the emotions, she felt seeing Ruby again, alive and well.

It was almost an hour past when she woke up when she started dialing she would stop and start multiple times sometimes because what did you say to someone who had never met you before.

"Hi, Blake it's me, Yang, your partner at Beacon three years from now! So hey I just woke up from dying and figured I should call my partner and chat for a bit!" Even to Yang's mind that sounded crazy for more than one reason. Yang sat stumped, she couldn't talk to any of her teammates and friends, Ruby didn't seem to be aware of anything and seemed entirely like herself as Yang remembered and didn't want to have to have that conversation with her sister anyway.

Weiss at this point in time would just think I was some rabid fan that got her personal scroll information and used it to contact her and knowing what she knew of Weiss's sister and father would expect to have a SDC security force in Signal by the next morning to arrest a thirteen-year-old girl that could be a threat to well in Winters mind her sister safety and to Jacque well to his company.

Blake was out of the question as she was still embroiled with the White Fang and probably did not even had a scroll that Yang could feasibly know how to contact.

Yang did smile at one thought "Adam Taurus I know how your Semblance works and this time things will be different" Yang rubbed her right arm smiling, if this was a do-over of her life a second chance and all that she would enjoy killing that sadistic monster again, she smiled remembering one of the last things Jaune and her did before Roman Torchwick caught them.

Smiling as she remembered finally backing Adam Taurus into a corner, most of his White Fang troops had abandoned him, Blake's father and mother had heard what befell their daughter and they rose up and took over the White Fang, leaving Adam only a small force of extremists. Salem had even tired of the childish Faunus abandoning him to his fate when he lost control of the Fang, Yang smiled grimly realizing that in some small way she owed Salem for abandoning the man, it hardly made up for any of the wrongs Salem had committed to her and her friends but in the case of Adam she felt some joy that Salem cut him loose as it allowed Jaune and herself to finally deal with the Faunus.

Weiss, Blake, and Ruby were all out of the question. Pyrrha Nikos was the same as Weiss only for the fact that she wouldn't be arrested for just making the phone call but no help could come from her. Ren and Nora were orphans and according to them only just before Beacon could they afford scrolls of their own.

That left Jaune, reliable Jaune even in her second life he stood out among others, and the person who could maybe be someone to talk to, but she had to find some way to get his trust, still drawing a blank as to how that conversation could happen still trying to figure out how to talk to any of them.

Then it struck her like a bolt of lightning she wouldn't have to talk to him she just had to let him know who she was if he knew her then he would reach out to her.

Yang picked up her scroll and punched in a number, a number that she knew by heart and let it ring, six rings in his voice mail picked up.

"Hello, you have reached the magnificent Jaune Arc dating line if you would please leave your name and number I will be happy to call you back to set up our date."

Yang smiled a very odd smile her mind screamed at her to laugh! Time to laugh later like to his face if he knows who I am. Yang filed this memory away to be brought out later, she would cherish it forever.

Anyways her mind raced, SAY SOMETHING, she screamed internally.

"Jaune I..." She paused not sure what to say and then just biting the bullet, "If you get this message and know who I am please call me..." Yang panicked slightly at the end wanting to say more but if he didn't recognize her voice she didn't want to give up too much, if he didn't know her she wanted him to be the same man she would know at Beacon and even a name might cause issues.

The deed done Yang decided to call it a night, as time ticked by Jaune could be asleep and not answer her until morning though judging by his voice mail even if he didn't know who she was he might just hit the recall feature and try and set up a date regardless.

Yang smiled to herself remembering all the times Jaune and she had been together and trailed off to sleep.

Jaune made a simple mistake in his confusion from the night before from Yang's quick call, a decision to return the call in the morning when he put enough distance between himself and his huntsman father who could track him down if he was even slightly lax in his normal escape procedures. The mistake was his scroll, it had not stopped ringing nor would it for many days not until he had the tools and time to disable a few things.

Jaune sighed heavily as he marched through the forest knowing the path he would use as he had used it hundred's of time with little variance. Jaune shut off his scroll to save battery power planning his next move, normally he would travel to the third town over and purchase the tools needed to alter a scroll. Now that task seemed doubly important but he thought of one additional plan, Patch. He knew how to get there it wasn't hard and he even knew a bullhead pilot who knew how to forget about a young teen traveling alone as long as said teen was willing to hand over a little Lien.

Jaune stopped just for a minute and stared into the forest glancing east, the way he was now headed, and then north in the direction, he would need to go to see said Bullhead pilot. A minute passed and Jaune was heading north this would be a longer trip but what did it matter he had time and for once in all of his many lives there might actually be a reason to go to Patch.

Jaune remembered some of his earlier visits to Patch, in his past he sometimes tried to attend Signal, that had never once worked and almost always ended with him shipped back home to his mother and father, after he realized Signal was never going to be a place for him to study Jaune made other plans and trained his body elsewhere.

Jaune still couldn't come up with a reason as to how or why Yang knew him, people had died with him before many times, Jaune briefly fantasized about true loved bringing her back with him and the realistic part of his brain kicked that side of his brains ass out a window. No Yang and him sure they might have had sex, not just in the past lifetime but in many others as well so that wasn't it or else he would have found out this perk to his Semblance long ago and much like some of Blake's books would have fucked his way through them all in some weird Harem story so that they could all come to the past with him. An empty corner of Jaune's mind laughed as he thought how this would work and the logistical nightmare a harem would be but it was something to distract him while he walked.

If nothing else it let Jaune's mind wander on how we would have to somehow manage to seduce and sleep not only with girls but he would have to save Ren, Sun, Qrow and Ozpin to name a few he would want to keep alive.

Three days of walking one day in a run down Bullhead and another Day walking and Jaune was almost at his destination, he managed to track down the tools he needed in Patch to alter his Scroll but that wasn't something to do while walking, he would need a quiet and clean place and a few undisturbed hours and while it was quiet outside any amount of dust or debris inside a scroll case can cause issues and Jaune didn't want to bother with that so instead he walked, he walked right up to the path that leads to the Xiao Long home.

Jaune had no idea how to proceed though, Tai was a very overbearing father when it came to boys around his girls and it was doubly bad if Qrow was around, Qrow might joke and play around when Tai would be overly serious but Qrow always had a very evil glint in his eye when boys came around.

Jaune sighed and started down the path hoping that Qrow was on one of Ozpins missions and Tai had some reason to stay behind at Signal late today.

As Jaune entered to treeline he felt his legs buckle and then he was on his back staring into the sky.

"RUBY" Yang yelled "What poor person did you cripple this time" Seeing the pile of his sister and a young teen. Yang quickly gasped as she saw a familiar weapon sticking out of one of the boy's bags, reaching down she pulled Ruby off the boy and her eyes fell on a young Jaune Arc.

"I'm so sorry" Ruby said with genuine sadness in her eyes "I'm still getting the hang of my Semblance and no one uses this path since it only goes one place and that's our house so I didn't expect anyone on it since I'm the fastest and" Ruby gulped a breath of air and was about to continue her explanation when Yang dropped a hand to her shoulder which was a signal for her to stop talking or at least that was Ruby thought it meant this time, the reason behind the hand to the shoulder changed daily, sometimes even from minute to minute, it was hard to keep track at times. "Anyways sorry nice to meet you bye!" Ruby activated her Semblance again and vanished towards her house.

Leaving Jaune Arc standing opposite Yang Xiao Long on the dirt path to her family home.

"You didn't call me back" Yang accused.

"Yeah, it's kinda hard when my phone is being bombarded with call's from my family" Jaune responded hoping Yang wouldn't question that.

"Why is your family attacking your phone" Yang immediately asked, Jaune rolled his eyes at his own bad luck, five days and he already probably had to explain that in the first minute of finding Yang.

"Well, you see I ran away from home to begin training for Beacon four years from now" Jaune deflected off hand, pretending like that's in any way a common thing which to him actually was now that he thought about it for a second.

"You ran away from home? Why would you do that?" Yang almost shouted that only correcting her volume at the last moment.

Jaune's shoulders sagged "Yang what's the last thing you remember before waking up?"

She froze and looked at him "I died" She shuddered after a few days analyzing the memory she shook every time she thought about it.

"Yeah, sorry about that by the way, but I guess now's a good as time as any but Yang Xiao Long welcome to the hell that is my semblance!" Jaune waved his arms in a flourish that looked both silly but with the tone, Jaune held while saying it made it sound ominous.

Yang stood stunned for a second "You don't have a semblance!?"

"No, I'm quite sure I do, it is just a bit difficult for people to believe. Trust me I have tried to explain it before and it typically never goes well for me." Jaune looked tired as he said that and his mouth hardened into a bitter line.

"Okay I think you need to explain this to me, but not here if I don't catch up to Ruby quickly she and Zwei will have the house torn down. Tomorrow during Signal lunch period Ruby eats lunch with her friends and Tai will be in the teacher's Lounge, I just need to ditch my friends and I'll meet you at the main gate." Yang left no room for discussion which Jaune was okay with considering he still needed to deal with his scroll.

Jaune was sitting under a tree the following day, having found a clean and quiet place to alter his scroll the day before. It was slowly approaching the time when Yang was to meet him and he was mentally going over the everything he could think of as he watched the road leading out of Signal he saw Qrow of all people.

"Not on a mission and actually at work, I can hardly believe that" Jaune watched the Drunk teacher leave the school behind, being careful not to draw his attention in any way.

Qrow turned his head and looked immediately at Jaune, eyes not scanning anything else just boring into Jaune then it was over, eyes back on the path a flask magically appeared in his hand already open and pouring its contents down the man's throat.

Jaune sighed glad when Qrow finished his drink and moved away from him and towards the town just off the School's property most likely to refill his flask.

Jaune was tackled immediately, his reflex's pushed to defend himself and in a quick fluid motion, his attacker was underneath him.

"Whoa, there tall scrawny and one day handsome I'm only thirteen I don't know if I'm ready for this yet." Yang's smiled nearly splitting her face in half already and only growing wider as she noticed Jaune's face go a deep red in response.

"cough"

"S-sorry about that" Jaune stammered.

"Ha, that's alright you have always been kinda jumpy like that"

Jaune knew that was true, Yang only knew Jaune as the last life he led not all the previous ones leading up that point.

"Well, you're here and like I said you're here because of my Semblance so how about I tell you what I know and let's go from there!" Jaune spoke slowly and as Yang nodded listening intently Jaune started with his story or at least as condensed version as he could.

Chapter has finally been properly Beta'd all ten original chapters will be recieving this treatment when my Beta's find the time to help me out.