Hey, so I realized this story was still a thing, so wanted to try and update it.

To be honest, because its been so long, I have forgotten a lot of what I was going to do. I do know that I am making the pairing Jaune/Velvet, since I wanted to try my hand at something different than Arkos. And well, even though I built up that Velvet was Guinevere, I'm not making her her reincarnation because she betrayed him in the end, the reason why he has visions of Gwen will be explained eventually.

Anyways, sorry for the long wait, but heres the next chapter.

Jaune POV

The dreams hadn't been as prominent lately. Jaune swore he had enough dreams in his head that he could write a book about it. But again, they didn't always feel like dreams, instead they felt like memories. The weirder thing was the old man that Ren was in the dreams, somedays he would act different from the dreams he had before. Whereas most of his dreams seemed to play out like memories, sometimes he would get a vision of the old man almost reaching out to him, almost as if he was trying to contact him. But that was ridiculous. Then again, he would admit, his life was a bit ridiculous since he found Excalibur.

Right now he was up on the roof by himself. Trying to clear his heads. As much as he wanted to continue the dreams. He knew that there had to be more to it then that.

"A problem Mr. Arc?" Ozpin asked as Jaune turned to see him up on the roof.

"No, no problem. Just sorting some stuff out Professor." He said as he had his hilt on his sword as if by instinct.

"Must be quite a lot, you've been coming up here more and more often." He said as he walked up to the boy.

"Just, just some odd dreams thats all."

"Nightmares?"

"No, well, one of them could be a nightmare I guess..." He said as he remembered being surrounded by his knights as he laid dying, and taken away to the isle of Avalon.

"And what are these dreams about?"

"Well, kind of like a fairy tale I guess." He said as Ozpin gave a smile.

"In that case, tell me, I do enjoy a good fairy tale." He asked as Jaune sighed.

"Well, thats the thing, its nothing like ANY of the legends you would hear about at all." He said as Ozpin raised a brow but gave an amused chuckle.

"Try me."

Jaune figured there was no harm in telling the headmaster. After all, its not like it was all real. So he proceeded to tell him everything, how the dreams were, how he imagined himself as some King, and his Knights of the round table. And how they would fight against evil kingdoms, dark wizards, and magical creatures. Ozpin seemed fascinated by the story, as even for him it was something that he hadn't heard before. The odd part was the vivid detail in which he described the dreams, it was almost as if he had been there.

"When did you start getting these dreams Mr. Arc?" He realized that was the part Jaune left out.

"Oh, well, it all started when I found Excalibur in the woods." He said as Ozpin raised an eyebrow.

"The sword from your dreams?"

"Yeah." He said as he reached out and pulled the sword from its sheath.

If one were to look closely, you would notice Ozpin's eyes widened for a split second. But he quickly went back to normal as he observed the sword from a distance.

"A bit simple don't you think Mr. Arc?" He asked noting the sword had no other features, it was only a sword.

"It may be simple, but...as odd as it sounds, Its all I need." Jaune used to complain about Crocea Mors and how it was too simple, but Excalibur felt right for him.

"Well, to each their own." Ozpin said knowing that James only had guns and didn't even bother with Melee weapons, preferring to just pistol whip or punch anyone if they got close.

"I must go now Mr. Arc, I do have some more paperwork to attend to." He said as he tipped his coffee cup in goodbye.

"Thanks for the talk Headmaster." He said as Ozpin walked away.

In reality, Ozpin refused to do paperwork, that was Glynda's job. But there was something about that sword that threw him off. It was true, NONE of the dreams that Jaune described matched any of the legends he knew, or even what he knew from his time as Ozma. And that was something he wasn't prepared to deal with. One, because if he had no knowledge of it, then how could he know what could come of it? At first, Ozpin was willing to let brush his dreams off as a very detailed imagination. But that ws until he saw the sword.

While you wouldn't think much of it just by looking at it, he could sense old magic within the sword. And that actually scared him. He knew Magic wasn't around anymore, with the exceptions being Salem and himself. So the fact that Mr. Arc had somehow come into posession of a magical item, that had nothing to do with the relics, and was nothing like he had ever seen or heard of before in all his years, it caused him a great just because it added an unknown factor in the fight against Salem, but also because if he knew nothing about this new artifact, how many could he be missing out on? And more importantly, how is it that the artifact itself was imbued with magic that had nothing to do with the old world? None of this was making sense. The only logical explanation was that the sword itself was older than the gods of remnant, but the very thought of that was ridiculous. It may have been old, but what reason could a sword have for surviving that long?

He remembered Mr. Arc described himself in the dream, and that the last thing he remembered was someone saying.

"Take Heart, for when Albion's need is greatest, Arthur will rise again."

And that was another thing, Jaune had no idea who this Arthur was, and Ozpin knew the history of the whole world, and he had never heard of anyone named King Arthur. He never remembered meeting any king by that name, and he surely didn't remember anything about magic swords or a kingdom named Camelot. Which meant that the kingdom had to be older than Remnant itself. But that was impossible.

Then again, he was a centuries old knight who got reincarnated multiple times, so was it really that hard to believe? Ozpin chose not to think of it too much.

Jaune however was still thinking about the old wizard in his dreams. And why he seemed to be trying to reach Jaune, and more importantly, why did he picture him as Ren? He just didn't know why.

Jaune wanted answers about everything, but the more the dreams came, the more confused he was.