Extirminatus

Arc Family Mansion: approximately 11 years before Jaunes enrollment at Beacon

Screams and flames rent through the night air. Figures in white uniforms and bone masks, sporting horns, claws, scaled and furred skin moving around the growing flames with great lying strides, casting shadows as they steadily made progress to their goal - Jonathon Arc and family.

Flashback

Jaune Arc stood awkwardly outside a simple wooden mom had called him to meet an old family friend. His mother opened the door, smiled down at him and ushered him into a room where a man in a white military uniform sat.

"Jaune, this is your uncle James."

Flashback end

A bull faunus with a blood red katana stood in front of the kneeling and bound Arc family. Jonathon and Juniper Arc looked up hatefully at the sneering face covered by a bone white mask. Lined up to the left of Juniper knelt 7 young women ranging from ages 6-18. At the far end, a 7 year old Jaune Arc knelt slightly in front of his littlest sister Marianne. Behind each one of the Arcs and in each corner of the room stood more so called 'new fang'. The bull faunus gestured with his blade, the light from the fires outside reflecting unevenly through the windows and reflecting wetly of the blade as he began speaking.

"Jonathon Arc, friend and ally to the old gang, betrayer and enemy of the new fang. I have one question for you. Where is General James Ironwood? I suggest you respond quickly, unless you want something, unfortunate, to happen to your family, hmmm?"

The masked faunus rested his sword on the throat of Jaunes mother.

Flashback

Jaune stood outside his fathers study, listening to his mother, father, and newfound 'uncle' James argue.

"Jonathon! You an your family are in danger! Adam is purging the Fan of all human collaborators, please, please, come back to Atlas with me."

The hard military tones of his uncle James.

"I refuse to believe that a peaceful organization like the White Fang, or Adam would ever attack me or my family. Especially after all we've done for them."

The rough, disbelieving voice of his father.

"Maybe…. Maybe just send the children? Just to be safe."

The softer, more hesitant tones of his mother.

A sigh, then.

"Very well. They will leave before the month is out. I shall stay."

Flashback end

Jonathon Arc remained stubbornly silent even as a small drop of blood made its way down his wife's throat. The fang member with the sword sighed.

"I guess you need an example." He drew his sword across her throat and watched dispassionately as she slowly bled out on the floor. Jonathon cursed and fought against his metal restraints as she died. Jaunes sisters looked on in error as the sword moved from throat to throat still dripping with their mothers blood. Jane stared at the man holding the sword with a curious expression on his face. Not one of hatred, sadness, or anger, but like he was memorizing every detail for later. Jonathon froze as the sword came to rest at his eldest daughters throat.

"I ask again, where is general James Ironwood?"

Jonathon frantically pulled at his chains as he screamed in rage.

"I DON'T KNOW!"

"You lie."

Another flick of the sword and the eldest of the Arc daughters fell.

"You have another 7 children and another 7 opportunities to tell the truth and save your remaining children."

Jonathon froze again as the sword moved to the next daughter..

"I told you I don't know! He left two days ago!"

The tsk'd idly as he drew his sword across her throat before resting the blade on anther Childs throat.

"Lie. A member of your household confirmed his presence here as recently as this morning."

The Arc patriarchs mouth moved without speaking for a few moments before he stuttered.

"B-but he left the day after he arrived! He got here 3 days ago and left 2 days ago!'

"LIE!" The bull Faunus stabbed the next two in rapid succession. Just as he was about to stab the next daughter who was 14 years old, Jaune threw himself in front of the strike, and screamed as the blow took his left arm off at his shoulder. As the blood began to pour from the stump where his arm used to be, and hs sisters, father, and the white fang members all stared , he began repeating the same sentence over and over.

:Take my arms, take my legs. Just don't take anyone else from me. Take anything but my family."

The swordsman tapped his kana his leg for a few moments before he nodded and turned to regard Jonathon Arc.

"In respect fro your son, I will give you extra chances. For each lie, a limb, until he has none left to give for his family. I ask you again. Where. Is. IRONWOOD!?"

Silence fell for a few moments and Jonathon turned away.

A sound like a tree falling, and Jaunes other arm dropped to the floor. Landing with a wet and heavy thump.

"Where is the general?"

"I don't know how many different ways I can say I. Don't. Know!"

With the same sound as before of of Jaunes legs was severed.

"Im so sorry Jaune, but I just don't know."

And finally, as Jaunes last limb joined the others, a white fang member strode into the room and whispered in the swordsman ear. After he was done listening, the swordsman nodded.

"Very well, move out. We leave none alive…" He trailed off as the limbless Jaune began to moan in protest. The terrorist grinned, a grin that was filled with casual cruelty and a feeling of rabid bloodlust.

"On second thought, we leave the kid, make sure he lives."

As Jaune blacked out, he began to hears the screams of his remaining family, and feel the bruin of his stumps as they were cauterized.

Scene Break

General James Ironwood cursed the white fang as he strode through the Atlas military hospital, his second in command, specialist Winter Schnee hot on his heels and futilely trying to calm him down. He had been halfway back to Atlas when he had received word of an attack on the Arc family mansion. He had rushed back at top speed, leaving behind any who couldn't keep up, but he had been too late. The mansion was in flames and all the Arcs save Jaune were dead, and Jaune, Jaune was … Ironwood swallowed as he briefly knocked on Jaunes hospital room door.

He entered to see Jaune awake, a blanket tucked under his chin. Jaune turned his head to regard James, who swallowed, his throat was abruptly dry as looked into eyes that had no emotion in them.

"Jaune…". He choked out. "Im so, so sorry. If theres anything I can do…" He trailed off as Jaune smiled, a beautiful, innocent smile that boomed as his eye began glowing with near madness. Ironwood recognized that look, he had seen it in soldiers who had gone on to commit atrocities, killing men, women, and children in pursuit of their goals. After a moment Jaune spoke, his voice soft, and quite, raising goosebumps along the back of Ironwoods neck.

"You can help me kill every White Fang and Faunus on the face of Remanent."

Authors note

Heavy no? I intend on it going lighter and then becoming dark again in a few chapters. Also, just wait till he meets Blake at Beacon, it'll be good.

As always R&R if you would.