RWBY: The Rider of Remnant

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Chapter one: The Legend continues/ The offer

"The world we know is full of legends and myths." spoke a male narrator. "Legends and myths about spirits and ghosts, about the heroes of the world and of the monsters they face. Stories of fiction. However, truth is stranger than fiction because to every legend there is some truth to them all."

The scene then changes to the inside of an apartment where it slowly goes over a couple of pictures of a family of 10 laid out on a table. Cheerful music can be heard in the background. A father, a mother, seven daughters, and one son. All blondes with either blue or green eyes. The pictures depict the family over years. Pictures of them playing at the park, relaxing at home, celebrating birthdays, and having fun at the beach. However as the pictures shifted to the family being older solemn music started to play as the photos only showed the father, the second oldest daughter, and the son. Their faces held smiles but they were not genuine smiles, the kind that hid pain. The pain of loss.

Cut to a bedroom we see a sleeping teenage boy around the age of seventeen. He was 75 inches tall with coarse wavy blonde hair. This was Jaune Arc, the second to last male Arc. The sun soon raised, shining through the curtains of his room, hitting the young man in the face. Feeling the sun on his face, Jaune woke from his peaceful slumber. As he sat on the edge of his bed, groaning as he rubbed his face trying to wake himself up more. Jaune then stretched his arms out as he got up, his sky blue eyes surveying the room to look for his clothes for the day. He then

Few minutes later, Jaune came out of the bathroom dressed in a pair of blue denim jeans, a black leather jacket with a hood with a white under shirt, a pair of black fingerless biker gloves, and finally a pair of harley-davidson biker boots(1). He then walked to his duffle bag and packed his clothes and items, like his hygiene products. He also put away his weapons: a iron chain with a hook at the end, a short-barreled pump action shotgun, and his family sword; crocea mors. After gathering the rest of his stuff, Jaune proceeded to leave the hotel apartment he had rented for the weekend. He went down stairs towards the front desk and turned in his room keys to the attendant. Leaving the building, Jaune begins a new chapter in his life.

~20 minutes later

Jaune rides his motorcycle(2) through the streets of Vale, heading to the bullhead station that goes to his new school. To Beacon Academy, the best school in the huntsmen community. Jaune is nervous for two reasons: one, this is first time being in the city of Vale and two "I fucking hate flying," Jaune muttered to himself.

"Out of all the methods of travel to get to this damn place, why did it have to be flying?" Jaune asked himself. "Worst part is that I ran out of my medicine for my motion sickness." He continued his train of thought as he approached the station. He then dismounted his bike and made his way to the reception desk showing the receptionist his ticket. The receptionist glanced at the ticket and told him the location of the gate he's leaving and to where the storage bay is to put his bike in.

Jaune thanked the receptionist as he made his way to the loading bay. He met two guards, a human and a faunus. The faunus was arguing with the human about how the human is a douche. A racist douche.

"Dude what's your problem man?" Yelled the faunus. His faunus feature was that of a donkey tail.

"My Problem is that I'm stuck working with an animal." Said the human. He was a portly man around his mid-40s with greying brown hair.

"You know what? Screw you I quit." said the donkey faunus as he angrily storms off and throws his name tag at the floor.

"Yeah that's right walk away you filthy animal!" Yelled the human. He turned to Jaune and asked him. "What do you want?"

Jaune handed the man his ticket. The man glanced at it and gave it back to Jaune.

"Alright, put your bike in Container 78, and use your scroll to lock it." Said the man. Jaune nodded as he headed to put his bike away for storage. While on his way to the container he turned his head back to the man, glaring at him. He suddenly gets the feeling that he's going to meet that prick again.

After Jaune locked his container he proceeded to the departing gate. Giving one last glance at the racist before leaving.

~5 minutes later~

Jaune was sitting on a bench waiting for the bullhead to arrive. His eyes scanned the room which was filled with other people his age. "The next generation of protectors of humanity" he thought. He scoffed at that title because the other teens in the room were nothing but gloryhogs. Judgemental, arrogant, ignorant, egotistic, and naive gloryhogs.

His eyes briefly flashed orange, showing Jaune their deepest secret and their darkest sins. The sins varied from the simple white lie to assault. He will give those people a visit from his...other soon when he has the chance. The only one that stands out is a young girl he spotted when he scanned the room earlier. She was around 14 or 15, 5'2" tall. The girl also had black hair with red tips at the end, she also wore a red cloak and a black gothic skirt and legging. In his opinion, he thought she was kind of cute. However, the one feature that caught his attention were her eyes. Those silver orbs were beautiful and full of power. The kind of power that can be found in that world.

Jaune guessed she was a descendant of the silver eye warrior probably has some relation to the Grim Reaper. The reason she was here was the real question though. She was two years younger than everyone was, his mind then went to ozpin. Of course he would've offered her to go to beacon 2 years earlier. He should know after all the old man gave him a similar offer.

~Five days ago~

Jaune was sitting in an interrogation room, waiting for the cops to talk to him. This isn't the first time he has dealt with the law, his first run-in was when he had to deal with the consequences of his...other. His reason being here again was not from his other but from a bar fight he tried not to get involved with. Unfortunately for him, however, one jack-ass swung at him causing Jaune to fight back. His other would've come out if not for the cops interfering and arrested everyone there, he included. Which to Jaune tried to tell them that he can't be left in a cell with those other men. They didn't listen. One beating from those punks later his other came out and killed the dirtbags, because of this all led to his current predicament.

The sound of the door opening caught his attention. He saw two people enter a man and a woman. The woman was around her 30s with her blonde hair in a bun. Her green eyes were accompanied with a pair of glasses. Her choice of clothing made Jaune think she was the kind of woman that's into BDSM. the riding crop sold it even more. However, the man, whose grey hair makes him look like an old man in his 50s, had a strange aura to him. An aura that seems unnatural. Jaune's seen this type of aura before, when he met the stranger. The old man's eyes pointed to Jaune, analyzing him. Jaune slightly narrowed his eyes at him, briefly flashing orange. The man grabbed the second chair and sat across from Jaune.

"Hello young man. My name is Ozpin. I am the headmaster at Beacon Academy." Ozpin introduced himself, he then gestured to the woman next to him . 'and this is my colleague Glynda Goodwitch."

This got Jaune to raise an eyebrow. He expected this old man, now named Ozpin, to be a croney for the stranger or that he was the stranger himself. He never thought this guy was the headmaster of THE Beacon Academy, the best huntsmen academy in all of the four kingdoms. He was confused on why he was here but given Ozpin's aura he could pretty much figure it out the why.

"So...what's the headmaster of such a prestigious academy doing all the way over here, and with me of all people?' asked Jaune.

"I am here Mr. Luna(3), if that is your real name, because of the incident of your incarriation." Ozpin continued.

Jaune stares at him for a minute then closed his eyes. He gave a silent chuckle. His eyes returned to Ozpin and asked him.

"Well then, what do you want to know?"

"How about your real name young man?" asked Ozpin.

"Jaune Arc" Jaune simply replied. The look of shock on Ozpin and Glynda's faces made Jaune chuckled continue. "By the look on your face headmaster, you looked shocked. Surprised that the son of John Arc is still alive."

"Correct mr. Arc." said Ozpin "from the news reports they said you died after you were reported missing"

Jaune simply nodded at this.

"So tell me Mr. Arc, why run away?" He asked.

Jaune remained silent for a bit. Talking about his past was always a touchy subject for him. It always reminded him of his mistake. It reminded him of the deal.

"I ran because I've made a mistake that cost me my father and his life. A mistake I made so I can just save him. A mistake that I am paying for everyday of my life." Jaune said to Ozpin "is that good enough for you?"

"Yes, yes it is." Said Ozpin knowing the young boy's pain. After all, he made similar mistakes himself.

"Now onto my other question. What you used to kill those men, tell me was that your semblance?" Asked Ozpin.

"Yeah, it's fire manipulation.' Jaune lied. Sure he hated lying but how does he know Ozpin is worthy to know the truth. After all the man's soul reeks of sin. "It's just that I had a hard time controlling it. I only understand some basics of it."

Ozpin looks at him, skeptical of Jaune's Answer. He figured he'll get more information from him later.

"Well you're in luck young man. I believe we have a spot available for you in my academy." Said Ozpin.

"Ozpin!" Yelled Glynda "he's a murderer. How can you give him an offer to be a student?!"

"Glynda, he is a boy who can't control his semblance as well as someone with the potential to become a huntsman." Said Ozpin.

"You know I'm right here, right?" Asked Jaune. The professors looked at him. Then to each other.

"Excuse us Mr. Arc for just a moment." Said Ozpin, he and Goodwitch made their way to the door. Jaune then turned to the one way window, figuring that they were on the other side. He already knows what they're arguing about. You'd have to stupid to not know what they were talking about.

After a few minutes of waiting, the adults came in. Glynda was angry but Ozpin had a smile on his face.

"Congratulations mr. Arc you are now a student of Beacon." Said Ozpin. Jaune merely replied. "I'm sorry what?" He was really confused about this. Sure, he wanted to be a huntsman in the past but he was a kid then. Plus his other didn't help since he kept coming out. Now here is a chance to achieve that childhood dream.

"I said that you are now a student at Beacon Academy." Said Ozpin. Jaune sat there silent pondering at this. "No offense headmaster but to be honest I don't have the combat experience to be at your school." Said Jaune. Ozpin simply smirked.

"I know but I see untapped potential in you mr. Arc." Said Ozpin. Jaune went quiet again. "If I say no to your offer? What then?" He asked. "Then you will arrested for murder." Said Ozpin. "Your choice." Jaune was in thought, either he can go to Beacon and be a huntsman or he can go to jail, where his other would've come out and cause a blood bath.

Jaune made his decision "okay Ozpin you have deal."

~present day~

Jaune was brought out from his thoughts as the PA system stated that the bullhead has landed. He got up and grabbed his bag. "Here's hoping this works out." Jaune made his way to the airship. Beginning the new chapter in his life.

The End. Next chapter: the initiation.

(1): Not good with descriptions, just picture what nick cage wore in the ghost rider movie and look up the other stuff on google. (2) Picture the motorcycle in the same movie but the paint job is all black or just look up a chopper. (3) The last name of Jaune's voice actor.