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Note: Hello!~ Welcome to the new story ladies and gentlemen!

Wednesday: Now, this has been kind of under wraps for a week or two now. Not sure when this'll be posted so… Yeah. But yeah! Posting this, don't really know what I'm doing, but I've got some notes and scenarios planned out so hopefully it shouldn't be too shit.

Friday: Hello! Well, here we go then. Posting this Friday, the day I'd normally upload 'Jaune Arc: Augmented'. Why you may ask? Well, I started writing on Wednesday. The words simply flowed out, and turned into this! But, since I've had exams, I hadn't been able to write Jaune Arc: Augmented in time… Thus, you get this, soon to be masterpiece!

Hope you're all excited! I know I am. Now, we're going to get onto the first chapter of: The Woman Whisperer

The Woman Whisperer

Chapter I

Jaune woke up with a yawn stretching his arms above his head. Hearing his shoulders pop into place, he blinked rapidly to try and regain his vision. Naturally, as things normally turned out in his life, it went unnoticed and useless as his eyes were still stuck basically shut.

Sighing and flipping off the covers he got out of the slightly dingy bed of questionable origins before walking over to what he at first assumed was the bathroom. Sadly, it was the closet and he had to walk back across the room and into the bathroom.

Washing off his face Jaune felt refreshed and took a look in the mirror at himself.

Blond hair which was naturally shaggy meaning bed head had virtually no effect on him. Sadly, it also meant that no amount of hair gel or combing could change it from its fixed scraggliness. His cobalt blue eyes shone with some sort of hidden intelligence, and they were in sharp contrast against his skin and hair.

He was taller than most people being born nowadays at a six feet one inches tall. Rather lanky looking he was semi-lean underneath the baggy clothing he wore most of the time, it was a strange look but it oddly fitted him.

'Hello there handsome!~ Ready for a new day to a new you? Hell yeah I'm ready! No more shall I be scrawny or awkward! Starting today I'll be good looking and smooth! Pfft, yeah right. Who am I kidding?! I'm already handsome and smooth!'

Giving himself a one sided smile he shot a finger gun at himself in the mirror before stripping, turning around and getting into the shower. Letting out a noise of satisfaction as he closed his eyes and slipped into the warm waterfall, he tried ignoring the oddly cracked tile of the shower.

There were some really strange stains against the tile. The fact that they were in the shower and hadn't come off hasn't quite filled him with confidence either.

Shampooing his hair with some shampoo from those little bottles hotels provided you with he got it nice and foamy before allowing it to wash down the drain. He had to forgo cleaning himself with the soap already in there though, no telling where that had been.

Getting out he dried himself with a surprisingly plush towel compared to the rest of the room, and got dressed. Sadly, he was torn at what to wear out of his few clothing choices.

'While I could wear my hoodie, is it really practical? It's springtime right now and will only continue getting hotter… But would me not wearing baggy clothing emphasize the fact that I don't have the average hunter in training's muscle tone…? Then again would me not wearing something which would show off my muscle tone be un-hunter like? Oh Monty since when has been choosing my clothing been so difficult!'

Slowly he looked at both of his choices. On one hand, he could wear his 'Pumpkin Pete Limited Edition Hoodie!' as well as some dark blue jeans and the strange orange wrist band things he bought the other day. But would they really work well with Crocea Mors?

The white sheathe shone as though some sort of heavenly light pierced through the dreary hot- Nevermind. The window was just open. The blue leather wrapped handle stuck out with it's nicks and chinks.

'Okay… First thing I really need to do when I'm a hunter is get that fixed! Can't be carrying around a dirty blade! Even I know that.'

Looking down at his other outfit he thought about how much better it would work in contrast. But, would it really be practical? It was the kind of thing one would wear to the beach really. A white t-shirt on top with the option of a white button up shirt to put over it. Combined with some practical beige cargo pants it would make sense for him to wear it!

Jaune looked one more time at the hoodie. 'I sent in a good fifty boxtops to get this… I'm not going to get rid of it, I can't it's to precious… But can I really keep it? Who am I kidding of course I can! It's not like anybody there will care what I'm wearing!'

Raising his eyebrow a bit and going into what he dubbed as his 'thinking stace' Jaune looked down at the two sets of clothing. Reaching out his hand to his choice he picked-

~o0o~ The Woman Whisperer ~o0o~

Bent over himself Jaune continued trying not to hurl. Holding it in was painful but letting it out was painful too! Curse his damn motion sickness! It's never been this bad before! Was it nerves!? Possibly… After all he was joining a school he had no right to be joining with a blade which didn't feel like his own. Though, he was sure he'd get over it eventually. After all, why would his father give it to him if he had no faith in him?

Not to mention all the hot chicks around him right now! Jeez… Making him all nervous with how weak and average he looks compared to most guys here. They were freaking hulks of people! Just hulks! Arms as large as hunks of ham, legs as thick as damn trees!

The girls were kind of better? Not quite as muscular but much more graceful than any other girl he's ever seen. Even the worst looking among them blew any childhood crush he had out of the water and into outer space!

Ah… What're the chances he'd end up with one of them one day? Basically nothing that's what!

What Jaune needed was a nice, quirky girl who was just as socially awkward as him. Now that would fix him! Probably… Right? Maybe? Yeah right! Like he could ever find a socially awkward girl among this crowd! They were all likely super used to speaking in crowds and stuff and being motivational or going on dates…

Yet again, his upbringing is to bla- Well that isn't necessarily true. His upbringing was actually pretty damn nice! Full education through high school and elementary, a very small amount of training from his sister's… Wonderful mother and father, nice home and great people to be around.

Maybe it was his own fault for not breaking out of his shell?

Jaune was about to contemplate the puzzling matter more but then he realized something, no longer was he hunched over groaning so bad it made trained killers look over at him. Now he stood there, tall and proud almost looking… Magnificent if he does say so himself!

The sun glistened through a window to the side of the room illuminating him and he was sure that if he was to smile, it would light up the entire airship possibly blinding the inhabitants! Jaune was about to smile himself before feeling movement beneath his feet again and hunching over.

'My motion sickness just had to go and ruin the most magnificent moment of my life! Again!'

Feeling slightly better he managed to glance around the room. On one side of the airship there was a hologram playing something about a terrorist organization and was just about to go back to Lisa Lavender before it switched.

Standing in the place of the precious newscast was a classic teacher. Almost cliche really. Standing at what must've been a single inch taller than him with her heels on, the woman he assumed to be a huntress, had blond hair like his as well as green eyes which looked PictureShopped. A white dress shirt adorned her top and rather sizable bust. Not that he was looking of course!

'Why am I lying to myself? I'm a teenage guy! Of course I'm looking!'

The white shirt was tucked neatly into a black pencil skirt which went down to her mid thigh and hugged her curves. Coming out the bottom he could see that she was either wearing tights or stockings, it was hard to tell from this distance while hunched over. Some brown leather boots which he could tell were originally meant for riding were on her feet.

He hunched over some more. Apparently looking up wasn't a good idea.

The soon to be knight in training could hear her talking about how this was the start of their careers or something but he couldn't care less. All Jaune wanted was for the damn flight to be over so that he could puke his lungs out!

It came to a stop nearly a moment later and he stumbled forwards barely able to stop from puking on some busty blond girls shoes. Rushing to a very conveniently placed trashcan, he emptied everything. He could see last weeks waffles in there!

Wiping the remainder of what was left onto his hand he looked around. Also conveniently placed was a rest stop. Well, maybe it wasn't too strange to see one. After all, it's only courteous to leave a restroom for people after they get off of a ride!

Heading inside he rinsed out his mouth and washed his hands with soap before turning. On the sink he could see that there was bowl of mints with a single, business card sized card within it saying: Enjoy!~

'Wow! This place is the best! I thought they only offered mints and things in girl's bathroo- Wait a second.'

Rushing out of the bathroom he realized why there was too many stalls and not a single urinal. He also realized why there was a very nice, clean smell which was unusual to men's bathrooms. Really, he should've known!

Leaving the bathroom with a red and embarrassed face he ignored some girl who was wearing sunglasses. She raised a single eyebrow at him before lowering her glasses a bit before shrugging and going in herself.

Just great. Here less than four minutes and already labeled a pervert! Well. Probably.

Sighing he looked down and to his left to make sure Crocea Mors was still attached to his hip. Yup, he had gone with the more mature get up today.

Now comfortable wearing clothes which were significantly cooler than his hoodie was (Temperature wise. Not actual coolness wise.), he thought he looked good. With the white t-shirt underneath the white button up shirt, along with the cargo pants, he looked pretty good. While not overly stand-out-ish, it was okay looking.

His breastplate was strapped in underneath the button up shirt and covered up his chest, while the pauldrons went over top but they still looked good. The leather straps were nearly unnoticeable for his breast plate, while the straps around his arms were wrapped tightly and kind of completed the outfit.

Strolling onwards, he continued towards the large statue he noticed earlier in his mad dash to the trashcan and then bathroom.

There was an explosion a moment later. The red heat seemed to fluctuate in a single spot before almost… Flickering out? There was no good way to describe it.

Deciding that he should check on whoever was caught in the blast was a good first step he made his way to there with a light jog. Most people seemed to be unfazed as though it was a normal occurance… To be fair, it probably was for most of them.

Seeing some sort of silver haired angel stomp away angrily, he decided that now wasn't quite the best time to talk to her and instead focused on the person who was really affected by the blast.

Laying on the ground in the dust the gothic, dare he say it 'loli' looked like a kicked puppy. Resisting the urge to 'awww' just barely Jaune made his way in front of her so that he was blocking out the sun.

"Need a hand?"

Grasping his outstretched hand with her small and delicate one he lifted her up. Being the quite light body she is she basically flew to her feet before landing and giving a small excited hop.

"Hi! I'm Ruby! Wanna be friends!?" Jaune was nearly blown out of his world right there.

A real, cute, sweet girl who also seemed to be as socially awkward as him just asked him to be friends despite knowing him for less than a second.

Naturally there was only one answer to this question.

"YES!"

"Wow, you're as enthusiastic about this as I am!" Blushing he looked down into her beautiful silver eyes and took a second to ignore the strange looks he was getting from passers by.

Standing in front of him was an adorable, cute and beautiful girl. All at once. It's strange. Normally it's hard to be all of them at once but she pulled it off just right!

Dressed in a black and red get up she looked like a little grim reaper. Heh, a grimm reaper if she was going to be a huntress. Damn did he love puns!

She had on a black corset with red laces overtop of another, long sleeved black top. At the bottom of the top extending down to a suitable level was what he knew as a 'combat skirt'. Yup, made specially to stop people from seeing panties.

Pfft. Not that Jaune's tried of course.

Her black hair had tips which looked a crimson red in the current light and he could tell they weren't dyed. Dyed hair wouldn't meld in so well. Her pale skin went all around her round face and petite physique which made her into the cliche 'adorable girl' from every show he's ever seen.

But the fact that stood out the most for him were the eyes. Truly a sight to behold he took in those unique silver eyes until he realized he was staring and looked away blushing slightly.

"By the way my name's Jaune. Nice to meet you…?"

"Ruby. Ruby Rose!" Extending her hand he took it and gave it a firm handshake making sure not to be too rough.

"So, you know the way to the auditorium? 'Cus I don't." He asked casually. Sure, they were probably on a tight schedule and stuff but who cares? Jaune would be marked late if it meant he'd get to spend time with a girl this cute.

"Nope!" Ruby said giving a small shrug with her small shoulders. "Wanna find a map?"

"Nah. I'm a man, I don't need directions!" Smiling now that he's made Ruby give off a light and airy laugh, he realized he'd like to hear more of it. "Onwards we go!"

Raising his fist to the sky he pointed off in a random direction before walking off.

Jaune had just made a girl happy to be with him. Man, today was a good day!

~o0o~ The Woman Whisperer ~o0o~

Wow, today was a really great day! He got called 'tall, blond, and scraggly.' by that silver haired goddess he saw earlier that day! Did that mean he has a chance!? Does he have a chance to be with someone who looks like a snow angel!?

Even the way she speaks… Ah, the way she makes his heart melt.

Pulling up his sleeping bag he considered staying up later before mentally shrugging. What point was there to being awake any longer?

Closing his eyes Jaune slipped into the darkness of his dream realm.

Well. Tried anyways. What happened in reality was Jaune just lying there while people kept talking. The lights were still on, some orange haired prick was being obnoxious, disrespectful to women, and doing it loudly!

I mean seriously, if you're disrespectful to women, you don't deserve one. Period. That was what his father lived by, and that's what Jaune would live by. He made a promise! Besides, his sisters would have Jaune Jr on a platter if they heard about him being mean to anyone really…

Getting up with a sigh Jaune slipped on his slippers. Thankfully he had chosen not to pack his bunny onesie. That was being mailed back to his sisters! Jaune couldn't believe that he nearly took that with him.

Then again it was comfortable, warm, and the greatest thing on Remnant so… Maybe he should've brought it with him.

Leaving the hall claiming that he needed to use the 'bathroom' Jaune made his way out of the auditorium. Walking down the cement pathway he felt the cool night air against his bare arms. The white tanktop and blue flannel pajama bottoms he had on didn't have much insulation.

Hearing some crickets chirping away and some water flowing in the pools of Beacon he walked until he found his way back to the statue. Looking upwards he saw a familiar sword in the hand of the man.

Jaune had to look twice.

There, in the grasp of the stone man, was his sword Crocea Mors.

Deciding to take a better look at what it actually was, Jaune walked over to the stone of the base. Seeing an engraving within the cement he looked at what was engraved there ignoring the penis doodling done by some prick.

How would he feel if Jaune went and doodled dicks all over his family's heritage!?

Jaune read what was wrote there.

'This statue is dedicated to war hero Aurarius Arc, first of his name.'

Smiling to himself Jaune looked upwards admiring the man who had been his great, great, great, great, great, great, great grandfather. He was a hulking figure at seven feet tall, yet rather than looking imposing, he almost looked gentle.

Which was strange since he held a longsword and shield while encased in large plate armor.

Looking closer, it seems like there was something written on the blade. Deciding to inspect this graffiti on his the stone version of his family heirloom, Jaune ignored the 'Do Not Climb' sign and stepped onto the base before hopping around until he made it.

Now standing besides his great times seven grandfather, he grabbed onto his arm before leaning outwards so that he could read what was written onto the blade with black sharpie.

'I am but a man. But what man am I without a woman to strive for, a woman to protect?In this world full of darkness she will be, they will be, the lights of my life, the reason I protect, the reason I live. I will bring both happiness and sadness to us all, combating the grimm and casting them away, only growing stronger as I am thrown down the path of unforeseen adventure. I will protect my lights, my shining stars, but to do so I must shine bright myself and cast out the eternal darkness born within me… I am the center of the universe and they are the galaxies, the heavenly bodies.'

Jaune mumbled this quietly to himself. After finishing he pulled himself back in. What a strange poem, besides, who would go through the weird lengths of climbing a statue just to write it here? Sighing, he decided not to report it. While it was indeed weird, it obviously meant something to the person who wrote it.

Climbing back down with a hop Jaune didn't notice what's changed about him. He didn't realize that now his eyes were even deeper filled with wisdom unknown to himself… Jaune especially didn't notice the strange distortion which almost looked like a trail of pixels, which was left behind him as he walked away and into the night.

~o0o~ The Woman Whisperer ~o0o~

Waking up and giving a small stretch, Jaune let out a large yawn. Getting up and out of his sleeping bag he rolled it up and left it on the floor. It was Beacon supplied so they'd be collecting it later.

Grabbing the same clothes from yesterday, Jaune made his way to the bathroom so that he could shower and change. After doing so, he made his way to his weapons locker to grab Crocea Mors. Hopefully after initiation, that locker would be his forever.

Now that he has his weapons and has successfully embarrassed himself in front of that angel from last night, he felt ready! And a little discouraged… The red head seemed nice though! Well, until she threw her spear into the collar of his shirt.

Did she know how close that was to killing him? I mean, she was really close! Then again, if she really was a four time champion like the angel said, it was unlikely he'd die accidentally from her hand.

Making his way to the cliffs above the Emerald Forest as instructed, he looked around at the other hunters in training who seemed as though they'd be taking initiation with him.

There was a bubbly girl with orange hair. She was wearing a white top and a pink combat skirt with what he assumed to be her emblem on it. Though, she looked completely enamoured with the silent 'monk' type girl beside him so he didn't have a chance. But, oh well. Plenty of fish in the sea.

There was Ruby on one of the pads, beside the busty blonde girl he had thankfully stopped himself from throwing up upon. Her long blonde hair went down to right above her shapely hips and was gold as the sun.

Dressed in some kind of tan leather jacket overtop of a yellow tank-top she looked good. Only better if you count her illegally tight and short shorts which were semi-covered up by a tan skirt like thing.

To the right of her was the angel from last night. Or, yesterday's afternoon rather. Dressed in a white combat shirt which went up to her waist, along with another white overcoat with a red inside she looked gorgeous.

Her probably unhealthily pale skin was flawless except for a small scar going over her left eye. Her eyes were icy and light blue like glacial ice from his home country of Atlas, and her silver hair hung behind her in an off center ponytail.

'Flawless. Well, mostly… I'm sure she won't be flat forever right? Ah, who cares! Boobs are boobs!'

Further down the line somewhere was the nice red haired woman he'd met that morning in search of his weapon. Her hair was long and crimson coloured, almost like blood but more vibrant and wonderful.

Dressed in some sort of clothing one would see from old Mistral, she looked stunning. Perfectly mixed between lean strength and soft beauty, her bronze armour left surprisingly little to the imagination as it left a large amount of her cleavage on display. A red skirt went down to her mid thigh, also covering her legs were some large bronze boots going upwards to the point where they were basically greaves.

Further past the nice red haired lady, Pyrrha as he recalled her name as, was a raven haired beauty.

Simply overflowing with grace, the raven haired, pale woman had a physique most women would kill for. Legs which seemed to go on forever, a bust which he could tell rivaled that of Pyrrha's, a nice face with high cheekbones.

Dressed with a white vest on which matched her pants, and some leggings which were black going on towards purple the closer to her ankles they got. Also, completing the look was a large black bow, perfectly tied.

As he realized he was staring at the girls he blushed and turned away. Sure, they couldn't see him, but it was likely they had some sort of weird hunter skill allowing them to know if someone was watching them. Yet another thing he didn't have.

He recognized the headmaster from yesterday's speech standing on the edge of the cliffs, coffee cup in hand. 'Makes sense… It is early in the morning.' He raised his eyebrow as he watched the Arc come closer.

"Ah, glad you could finally join us Mr Arc. Now please, step onto your plate so we can begin." The school's headmaster, Ozpin, said taking a casual sip from his coffee.

Smiling and sheepishly scratching the back of his head he made sure he had everything and took the metal plate closest to the headmaster. That's when he began to speak.

"For years you have trained to become warriors and today, your abilities will be evaluated in the Emerald forest. Taking another sip of coffee, he allowed his assistant, the apparent 'Glynda Goodwitch' from the airship to speak.

"Now, I'm sure many of you have heard rumors about the assignment of teams. Well, allow me to put an end to your confusion. Each of you will be given teammates today."

Ozpin took over once more. "These teammates will be with you for the rest of your time at Beacon, so it is in your best interest to be teammates with someone with whom you can work well." He took another sip. "That being said the first person you make eye contact with after landing will be your partner for the next four years."

Jaune's heart nearly broke. A small whimper came from next to him where it looks as though Ruby's entire world had just shattered into a thousand pieces. Oh, how he wanted to just go over there and hug her!

But that would be kind of strange so he didn't… Can't have himself looking any worse after the bathroom incident.

The headmaster chuckled a little hiding it behind his mug as he went towards another drink. Wow, he must really like coffee. "After you've partnered up make your way to the northern end of the forest. You will meet opposition along the way, do not hesitate to destroy them or you will die."

At that one Jaune let out a small whimper. Was this really the best idea? Well… It was too late to back out now. Besides! If he was to back out now they'd know he hasn't really gone to combat school, and have him arrested for forgery!

Or something like that…

Ignoring the rest of his talk Jaune just stood there looking around and wondering what they were doing on the edge of the cliff. In fact, when he was about to ask that question, Ozpin ignored him and just said "Assume your positions."

Wondering what positions they were supposed to be making Jaune felt really out of place. Continuing onwards with his line of questioning Jaune was about to speak before seeing everyone be launched off the cliff. Not at once but they were quickly approaching him.

"So are you supplying us with parachutes or?..."

Ozpin smiled and shook his head before going back to serious looking. "No. You will require your own landing strategy."

"Oh okay." Inside his mind was racing. A landing strategy!? What the hell was that!? Was that normal? Why does everyone look so ready? "So what exactly, is a landing strateg-EIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"

With that the floor underneath Jaune flung him forwards and into the sky.

As he was leaving the cliffs behind, just under the noise of him screaming and hoping he wouldn't throw up, he could hear Ozpin mumbling something about how 'This'll be an interesting year indeed…'

Soaring through the air, the wind in his hair, Jaune nearly had no cares! Apparently, flying was relaxing enough to come up with rhymes! Sadly, falling was the scary part. As he began his rapid acceleration towards the ground Jaune could feel himself continue spinning.

Gunshots were heard and he could see out the corner of his eye that there was something very red and very gold flying towards him very fast. Spreading his legs out to the side he watched as it went through and into a tree a little ways away from where he'd be landing.

Oh right.

Looking down Jaune could see the ground approaching him at an ever increasing pace and he realized that in a few moments, it doesn't matter that he didn't back down at the cliffs! Everyone would know he wasn't the right material the second he crashed!

Now that it was too late to do anything proper about it Jaune simply crossed his arms into an 'X' over his face and torso before crashing through the vibrant green canopy of branches below.

Feeling them cut into his arms and slash pieces of his clothing, he could feel the pain as he was thrown and he thanked every god up in heaven that there wasn't some sort of large branch or something!

Crashing out the bottom he could see that he was only a few feet from a massive, hard looking tree. Freaking out and opening his palms and azure light shot out before the world seemed to just… Ripple.

Rather than crashing into the tree, the air, the ground everything in front of him rippled. All starting from his palms. Coming outwards like a wave or pulse in all directions, the entire world seemed to transform into small, lightcubes as it rippled through reality.

The blocks which apparently now made up the world all rippled before being smashed back together in front of him and he crashed into those.

Rather than feeling the hard corners they seemed to mold around his body, cushioning him like a large, oddly square made, cotton ball which he fell into.

Sadly, this construct of impossibility was created in midair, so he still fell ten feet onto the forest floor with an 'oof' of pain and the feeling that he just broke a rib.

Looking upwards, Jaune could see rustling in a bush and he pushed himself upwards. 'Heh, I would make a Pokémon joke but I'm too tired… Not to mention I could seriously die and just watched the entire world fucking RIPPLE! That's not supposed to happen.'

That's when his world changed. A single moment in time he'd never forget.

Before his eyes appeared a deep cobalt screen, about two feet wide and three feet long accompanied by a pleasant sounding 'Ding!'. The edges were an icier marine and added a pleasant contrast… It almost felt right that he was seeing it. Written on it, in blue 'Comic Sans' font, standing out nicely were some words.

Realizing he could read he made to move forwards before the screen automatically moved towards him.

Welcome Jaune Arc!

Thank you for unboxing your brand new game.

Now… You may not understand what's going on but that's fine.

All will be explained soon. But for now let's decide…

Who will be your partner for the next four years?

Jaune's eyes widened. Game? He was in a game? Wait. He unboxed a game? He was sure as fuck that he didn't unbox this! Looking back to the cobalt screen, Jaune watched as it morphed from the screen showing these letters to another entirely.

They were replaced by something almost like a 'Wheel Of Fortune'. It had the faces of: Pyrrha, the angel, Ruby, the busty blond, and the midnight haired grace machine. They spun around on their seemingly respective colours.

The midnight haired girls' section of the wheel was mainly purple but of the sunset variety, while the busty blonds' was a flaming orange. Ruby's section was of a deep silver only making her hair stand out more, while Pyrrha's was a shiny bronze doing the same. The angels section was an icy blue and acted as a good yet strange contrast to her hair and skin tone.

What are you waiting for?

It's rather simple really.

Simply press the button when you wish to stop the wheel.

The person it lands on will decide your partner.

Go ahead! What are you waiting for?

Smiling to himself Jaune realized something. Sure, he may be dead right now, or dying but if this weird as fuck screen was telling him that he had a chance to control his own future he'd listen to it. After all, what did he have to lose.

Reaching upwards Jaune pressed his finger down onto the swirling blue and white 'button' on the screen. There was a sharp 'Ding!' and the wheel slowly began rattling with some sort of sound effect as the pointer ran along the spokes.

Ever so slowly, the pointer came to rest on-

~o0o~ The Woman Whisperer ~o0o~

Note: Wow! I'm such a tease! I feel terrible! Not. But just wow… It's been really, really, really, fun writing this. I mean seriously, I may have an addiction. (Not that it'll stop me from writing for my other stories.)

I've set up a poll on my profile for who Jaune's partner should be. Vote so you can see who you want! Though, if anyone wins by a huge portion (I'm looking at you Arkos shippers!) I may change it up a bit.

Next chapter we'll be seeing Jaune's profile, skills, his new and shiny partner, and so much more. But, I need your help! You know how in gamer fics the main character always gets something that they summon? (Gnome from The Gamer for instance.) Well, I don't know how to do it for this story… Someone recommended it to be Jaune and someone's future kids but, despite how cool that sounds, it would be strange to write.

Please, leave a review or message me idea's. I need them on that particular topic.

Now, please, leave a review! I'm still kinda new to writing this whole 'Gamer' thing and could really use your opinions, ideas and constructive criticism! Now, I'm going to go and write my other story… Criminal Mastermind!

So you should all have a good day. Seriously. Goodbye!~

-DragonManMax