Chapter 18: Vain Despair

A/N: Disclaimer: Monty Oum and Roosterteeth owns this. Need I say more?

Well, here it is. Again, read all the way. All the way.

Actually, came to the realization that you don't need to read the lemon. I think I've made it good to where you can just skip all of that unless you're into both smut and the mood it sets up (also regarding how the thing makes up most of the chapter…shit).

Read and review. And the tone on this chapter might be a little weird too; dunno, up to you readers to be the jury on this one. Plus, would like to know if the long word count is getting annoying.

Jet walked inside the hall of a hotel on the same night the club incident happened. Passing the wall lights and going across the carpeted floor, the wolf didn't mind the white and beige color as his focus was set on the phone next to his ear.

"Doctor, I'll meet with Jaune later, but why are you trying to make me get to know him? He doesn't look like someone… reliable or experienced…no, I'm not insulting him; it's just my impression."

The wolf frowned as he heard the other line chastise him. Annoyed, he growled, "If it's that urgent, I'll think about it. Right now, I'm trying to get ready for something after…I do what Green called me here to do."

"I need to go. There's no telling if he has another 'surprise' waiting for me again." The Faunus clicked off his holo-phone right as he reached a room. Sighing as his nose picked up a familiar foul smell, he slowly opened the door.

"Whoever you are, get out. I need to clean up…after…you?" The wolf's eyes widened as they met the sight of someone turning head to reveal a familiar face. Although he knew who this was, the current state and expression made him think of another, even say the name out of surprise.

"Cherise?"

The boy of black found a spear float near his neck. Feeling nervous, Jet reached for his gun, Silver Talon, unsure of what to do. "S-sorry, I didn't mean that. Forgive me, Pyrrha." He grunted as the tip came closer thanks to the influence of the magnetism glowing black from the owner's risen hand.

The addressed Huntress looked like a mess. Hair down from lack of hairband, the soft red mass pooled down towards one side. Her eyes once emerald were a green dull, shine darker than the rest of her gold and brown armor. However, the more worrisome parts in the Faunus's scan was the damaged skin full of scratches and dark circles under eyes.

"Hello Jet." The redhead's voice sounded low, void of warmth. "Did Green send you here to see me?"

"I-it looks like it." The wolf tried to sound brave, although he was still at the mercy of the floating weapon that had an end like a rifle's. "But he just had me come. Did he give you instructions?"

"Not sure, but I'm not going to help you find them." Hands closing, the warrior willed the spear at ready. Her dark eyes rose as her dark voice finished, "There's no reason for me to talk to a dead corpse!"

One moment, the weapon blasted forward with its rifle's end. In unison, Jet unleashed a burst of black energy from his body to slam the threat away. Now free, he ran forward while both of his hands had dark claws out and extended to grab the girl's arms. He flung the body down so he could pin the Huntress into submission.

Unfortunately, the struggling redhead still had her Semblance. This ability allowed her to unhook Jet's pistol from his belt and aim the barrel up at the chin.

"Stop it Pyrrha!" The Faunus yelled this as he realized the redhead looked ready to cry from what she was doing. "What happened to you?! Why are you doing this?!"

"Why?" the girl laughed, her voice sounding wicked as she calmed down. "I'm trying to get rid of Green's star child just to spite that despicable shithead!" The girl of red suddenly sobbed, "After you're gone, I'll get rid of myself. It's the only thing that makes sense out of this madness."

Jet held on, grateful that the brief struggle ended with the Huntress drowning in tears. Once he was sure his life wasn't threatened, he let go so the other could sit up and lay her sobbing face onto her knees. He waited while wondering what his boss did to break the Huntress into her sorry state.

When enough time passed, the boy of black sat beside Pyrrha, who almost finished crying. One hand on his head, he gently asked, "How did Green do this? You held on for so long; he might have left you alone if you held on a little longer."

"That's just it. I couldn't find a reason to hang on. As long as he's around, I'll never find any anything that makes this life worth living." Sniffling, the Huntress found new tears as she remembered what happened a few hours earlier.

Lemon Start

"Gh, gh, ghrk! G-gh, gh!"

A naked Pyrrha choked as Green humped his giant cock inside her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Her head banged against the flat bed post behind her, action making rhythmic beats. She found shallow breaths as her nose took in the raw scent of the man's essence.

"Just. About. There!" The man cried in ecstasy as he dumped his load inside his lover. Thrusting deep, his lust made him gleefully moan at the sound of loud gulps. He enjoyed how the redhead flailed, failing to bite off the dick as his Semblance prevented her from doing so.

Pulling out, the huge False Prophet leader watched as Pyrrha dipped her head over the bed's edge. He frowned to hear her spit out everything he just unleashed.

The Huntress glared at the man as she wiped her mouth from finishing her puke. Her eyes had dark circles from the all-nighter sex session. She was also worried as it was a school day, something that made her wonder why the oppressor didn't mind setting up a meeting like this.

She didn't have much time to think as a hand pulled on her ponytail backwards. She felt her bottom land on the other's lap with his huge cock set between her legs. "When are you going to run empty?" she gasped.

"Empty? I just started last night; I could go on for days." From behind, Green lifted up his victim's legs and separated them so his victim's pussy was wide open and set to be speared. "Yeah, I'm just a beast when it comes to this. But no, not like those damn humanoids who were born only to be slaves and pets."

Raising the girl's body up and down, the evil scumbag felt ecstatic to hear whimpers every time her vagina made brief contact with his sex organ's bulbous head. "I heard several of those Faunus became sex slaves, but sometimes your own horny reactions make me think you're a better choice compared to them."

"No, never. There's no way what you did is making me love-."

Pyrrha shrieked as her body fell, her fleshy wet opening become impaled by the length below. Moaning from pain and pleasure, she felt hands pinch her huge tits from behind and rub them between the fingers and pull them forward to make mountain peaks. Her bottom was met with raw pleasure as her hips went up and down to have her drenched flesh slap against the other's. The girl of red also felt the man embrace her lips with his, shoving his tongue down her throat far enough to gag her.

Again, Pyrrha did her best to retaliate. But from all the previous times she had sex, she realized her body was under the whim of the other's as she was covered in his essence multiple times. In other words, any part of her being could now be accessed by a Semblance that allowed the user to dominate her.

This unfortunate case might have been why a part of her also changed. This was apparent as she felt lustful, returning the kiss after losing her will to reject. Tongue embracing another, she started grunting in pleasure as the thrusts went on. Eventually, her body shook as the penis inside kissed her womb, euphoric sensation leading to a shameless orgasm.

Tweaking tits one more time, Green finally released the girl as her body bent over from exhaustion. Putting a hand through his slick black hair, the evil one pushed the girl off of his dick. "Wow, you got really into it. Turned you into a real sex doll, didn't I?"

Pyrrha could only groan as she felt her mind shut down from exhaustion. The emotion went away as her older partner touched her, re-activating her adrenaline like he did many times. Again awake, she rolled over to find her master giving her eye contact from above.

"Shit, forget sex doll. You're looking more like her every time we do it." Green ripped off the girl's headband, letting her scarlet hair loose all over the white bed like scattered water. He took a strand with fingers to feel the silky sensation slip from his fingers. "Glad Jet doesn't see it yet. Heh, he doesn't even know one reason why I chose to come after a babe like you in the first place."

The redhead thought she saw the man's gaze soften. Unwilling to accept it as a positive sign, she looked away while preparing for the worst.

"Hey, look at me." Green grabbed the chin to make her eyes meet his lustful ones. "Say you love me. You don't have to put any emotion, just say it. Make me a little happy and you might see an end to this sooner than later."

Pyrrha hated the deal as her oppressor made her position as his bitch very clear. Thinking of all the times, the past few months she's had to find herself in tainted union, had her mind bring up the worst words she could imagine.

"I hate you." Summoning all her emotion, the girl hissed, "I hate you, your group, everything related to you. You were right when you weren't like the Faunus; only a Grimm could ever love your fugly face."

Some twisted feeling made her grin at how Green looked legitimately hurt. Discovering dark emotions, she proudly said, "And you know what? Make me pregnant. The moment you do is when I'll advertise to the whole world what you did to me." Suddenly regretful, she finished, "Even if my life is ruined, as long as yours finds an end, it'll be worth it. No matter who I lose…even if I have an abortion…I'll make sure you'll have the worst of it when we both go down together."

Despite her tears of hatred and pain, the Huntress kept a straight face so she could stay defiant to the end. She didn't expect the man to wipe away one tear from her eye.

"Oh Pyrrha, what a speech to break my heart." Green also sounded sad as his eyes looked lost for a moment. Suddenly, they narrowed in anger while one hand slammed the side of the bottom one's head. "Thanks you little bitch," he growled. "Some whore with a face like yours also had the nerve to betray me. Shit, thinking about it makes me so mad."

"And now, you're going to regret pissing me off. Maybe this'll teach you to never ever cross a guy who can kill Hunters with his bare hands!"

The redhead felt fearful as this was the first time hearing a threat that didn't involve a tarnished reputation or harm to friends. Suddenly, the world went dark as her brain shut down from the command of the other's Semblance. Blinking several times, she eventually regained sight of the room's bright light.

"Pyrrha? Is that you?"

The girl frantically looked around as a familiar male voice echoed in her ears. When looking at the place where she last saw Green, she instead found something even worse.

"J-jaune."

Her whisper came with the shock that her leader, her partner was above her. Same yellow hair and smile, the only difference was that he was missing all of his clothes to where he was naked to show his somewhat muscular body.

Seeing this had Pyrrha instantly recognize she was looking at Green disguised as her friend. Taking into account of her mind under control, she wasn't too surprised that the man had the ability to make her hallucinate.

"What's wrong, Pyrrha?" asked the fake Jaune. "Didn't you want to see me?"

The girl of red covered her breasts with her arms. "Shut up, it's not you. The real one is still back at Beacon."

"I know, but you don't have to believe that." A warm smile came across the blonde's lips. "You can just think that I'm here. C'mon, it's better than some fat old man always porking you, right?"

"I-I…no, stop it. Please, don't do this." Although the Huntress knew it wasn't real, the good-natured voice and image gave her mixed feelings. Her emotions were also getting twisted by Green's Semblance, an influence she was all too familiar with by now.

"Why not? You always cared for me. Out of everyone else, who would you rather have sex with?" The lack of curses from the fake one's mouth made the victim feel less willing to argue.

Leaning closer, the young Arc softly finished, "Is it better to say I love you? That everything you did finally made me realize you're the only girl for me?"

The redheaded warrior could never have imagined such words coming out of her partner's mouth, real or fake. Although she knew they were young teenagers, the warm declaration had her will to fight become almost non-existent. She didn't even struggle as the other's hands slowly placed her arms so her large breasts could be fondled.

"If this is still happening, don't do it as usual." Now willing to take part in this charade, Pyrrha raised her arms in an inviting manner. "Embrace me in the same way Jaune would do it. Softly, gently… just have us make love."

Nodding, the boy placed a gentle peck on the redhead's lips. Hugging her, Jaune had his tongue rub the other's in a French kiss. Right as he finished with the make-out session, the hallucination spread apart the girl's legs.

"Uh, is it really okay for you to take my first time? Most girls aren't into virgins."

The innocent phrase had the girl giggle, "Don't worry, I'll be patient like you were. You're a better choice than some dirty old man." She coyly smiled at the faker, whose lips slightly twitched upwards from annoyance.

"O-okay, then here it comes." Jaune thrust forward, making his length penetrate into his redheaded lover. He made slow motions before going faster, receiving equal force from the one below him. Soon, he gasped from the release of his unprotected load.

The Huntress moaned from the feeling of new warmth spread around her insides. She reveled in the raw feeling as Green never came inside her thanks to his Aura condom. "It feels so good. I'm…I'm glad it was from you, Jaune," she gasped.

"There's plenty more where that came from." The blonde leader pulled his partner up to where they were sitting down. Hands cupping partner's cheeks, he whispered. "There's no one else I'd rather share a part of myself aside from you."

The quote was corny, but it made Pyrrha laugh as it sounded like something her quirky partner would say. From there, she enjoyed every position that involved soft touches, thrusts, and well-placed releases.

Eventually, the last one she had was when her front was on the bed with her partner on top, having sex like dogs. Pyrrha suddenly pushed the other off and mounted him with his dick set near her entrance.

"That felt…good. Thank you, Jaune."

"N-no problem, Pyrrha. Would you mind giving me a little handicap next time?"

The warrior grinned before she lowered her head so she could give one big kiss. Right as she finished, she heard a phone ring on a nearby glass table. Leaning over to grab, she noticed there was also a needless syringe right next to the device.

Confused, this didn't stop the warrior from handing what was in her hand to Jaune. Lying back down, she heard the boy pick up the call and say, "Oh, he's there? That's great, so he followed the lead I sent him."

"Alright, set it up. Go get rid of him."

The Arc lad ended a call right before he pressed a different button to bring up a holographic display. Making sure it was on the right channel, he called out, "Hey Pyrrha, you need to see this. It's kind of important."

The confused Huntress watched the screen showing a familiar boy walking on the streets. Nearby lights revealed it to be Jaune, the real one who should've been at Beacon in this time of early evening. This revelation shocked her as she eyed the smiling faker.

"Ren and Nora doesn't interest me since they're going to die eventually." The words of doom sounded too different from the Semblance-made blonde Pyrrha was used to. "However, the real me was getting pretty annoying with his snooping around. That weak shit always tried to find you, but he's not the most knowledgeable when it comes to the darker parts of the city."

The male's last words didn't reach the ears of the redhead whose eyes were glued to the screen. She panicked when she noticed shadows o from a distance. Getting up, she was about to magnetize in her weapons and go out naked. She didn't even have a chance to leave the bed as her body froze, forward falling back onto the soft mattress.

"Pyrrha, what are you doing?" asked the hallucination's eerie voice. "You don't have to think about that other guy when you have me."

"No, let go of me. I have to go help him!" The girl whimpered when she felt hands grab her hips. Feeling her butt raised to level pussy, the Huntress worriedly stared at the phone's screen set beside her.

"Don't pay attention to him. He's not the one giving you pleasure." The fake Jaune thrust his penis forward, having it penetrate straight inside his lover's opening. He held deep to envelop his babymaker, even shake his waist as he had the other's body feel pleasure multiplied thanks to Semblance.

Despite her mind drowning in ecstasy, Pyrrha managed to keep her eyes glued on the phone without making loud noises of pleasure. The suspense from seeing nothing happen to her leader was how she was able to keep calm, only grunt from her continuing fuck. At one point, she opened her mouth to let out hot breath as she reached a great orgasm.

Body covered in sweat, the redhead felt her back become pressed by another from above. The contact of mixed perspiration made her feel as raw as the length still inside her.

"No, Pyrrha. You're supposed to keep watching. See? Something is about to happen." The man in Jaune's image grabbed the Huntress's chin with one hand and pulled it to have her green eyes back on the holographic image. After a minute passed, the boy frowned as he expected something to happen by now.

"Huh, guess they're not doing it-."

Onscreen, a white van slammed into the real Jaune so hard that the body crashed through a nearby glass window. The vehicle followed inside as if bent on devouring its victim with wheels. The moment most of it was inside, it blew up many colors that unleashed a force so great, it made the screen go black.

"Oh, there it is." The faker looked to the side to see Pyrrha's blank face of horror. Shrugging, he had his hands reach down to cup breasts while a nearby Dust explosion went off in the distance, smoke rising into the sky of the setting sun.

"J-jaune."

"Yes?" The confused answer came from the one above, the same male who was fondling tits before kissing a tender spot on the neck.

The girl didn't reply to this as her shocked mind finally caught up with what happened. The smoke outside with sirens running to it and her naked body lying with the disguised Green; she felt emotions rise from the deep recesses of her heart.

As the said feelings made her yell, it was then Pyrrha realized she started moving out of desperation. Through sheer willpower, her struggle allowed her to lift up her and the top one's bodies. However, she couldn't find the strength to win as she was helpless. All she could do was hold out a hand at the place of where her leader met his demise.

"Jaune! Jaune, no!" Tears falling like waterfall, the girl had her face meet the mattress as she sobbed. She mourned from realizing that while drowning in pleasure, one reason why she was even here was gone from this world.

"Uh, Pyrrha? I'm right here."

"Shut up!" Now vengeful, the imprisoned tried to strike the faker with a fist after twisting around. She stopped right as her hand was caught before lips invaded hers to make up another kiss. The girl didn't bite when she saw the face of the one who was supposed to be dead.

'Jaune' leaned backwards, spit trailing from his lips. "See? I'm still here. You're freaking out over nothing." The boy had his lover's entire body turn so that her face and tits were facing upwards. He had his legs lock with the redhead's while his dick was set to insert.

"Jaune?" Still broken from what happened, the delusional girl hugged the blonde's neck right as he rammed up to make his penis head reach her womb in one move. "No, you're not dead. You can't be dead! You're right here!"

"Did I really make you doubt?" The male had in mind how his locked legs and returned hug literally placed the two into an immovable position. Readying his Semblance, the boy sighed out of disappointment.

"But you know, it's sad that the me here and the one who died weren't going to be in this world much longer." The blonde hallucination had the girl of red pull back enough to where their eyes met. "Even if that explosion didn't happen, Green would have killed any part of me. He really hated how the very person he wanted only cared about someone else. He let it happen before between two colleagues, but the bitch betrayed him by bearing that person's child."

"J-jaune, what are you saying?" The Huntress did her best to not have her mind grasp reality when she couldn't face the truth. "You're right here. It was you the entire time, not that bastard!"

"Sorry, Pyrrha, but that's all a lie. I'm only here to tell you that no matter what I did, it wouldn't have stopped Green from having what he wants." Slowly, the leader of Team Jaune shook his head while it began to disperse into ashes much to the other's horror.

"But he did it this way because he wanted you to have some closure. Oh, but it's okay. He won't hurt the others from now on because he'll just make you his with brute force." The young man's face peeled away to reveal the true mastermind while his voice became lower to its former evil tone.

"So this is goodbye for me since things shouldn't matter anymore. He's…I'm almost ready to fuck this city up." Green's face, his head of black hair, revealed itself to the redhead. That moment was when he used his Semblance to raise the bodies to the top levels of ecstasy. It even had him drool as his lover's pussy tightened up to embrace his inside length. He pulled and shoved one more time to add in the pressure of his ten-inch cock.

"Remember how we were when we first started back at your previous school? Heh, I told you then and I'll say it again, you're my bitch for life."

Pyrrha couldn't fight, retaliate, even curse. Her mind so distraught and in pain, she remained limp in submission as a stream of warm cum blasted into her womb. Choking from pleasure, her teary eyes rolled to the back of her head as her mind went blank from sensory overload.

Lemon End

Jet growled as Pyrrha gave him the skewed version of what she had to deal with. Hearing the reason for her attempt to kill him and commit suicide was all the wolf needed to turn his head with fangs revealed.

The girl of red saw this while she sadly shook her head. "I'm sorry. It's just, you're the only one who I can talk to about this. You've been with Green the longest; you look like you know the most of what I've been through." Sadly smiling, the warrior looked up to see the other not looking any calmer.

Sad to think she was truly a bother, the Huntress wiped her eyes clean of tears. "And that part about killing you…and committing suicide afterwards. I was desperate to find some way to hurt Green. I'll try to not be so irresponsible again; I can't even think to give up when there are still the others, even when he…he…"

Pyrrha laid a hand on her stomach. "He made me bear his child. After what he did…what should I do? Get an abortion for my first one?" She put a hand to her mouth to cover her hiccups. "What the hell am I supposed to do with this?"

"I've heard enough," the wolf growled. Standing up, he looked at the one who was still tearful from her recent explanation. "First of all, he didn't make you pregnant. He stopped producing bastard children a long time ago from my knowledge. Also, that syringe on the table is the same one he uses whenever he wanted to just fuck with temporary impotent balls.

Angry, the boy of black punched a nearby wall, cracking it with his Jet Gauntlet. "And second, don't be sorry! What that son of a disgraced whore does pisses me off!" Now with Jet Claw, he slashed at the wall to make claw marks go in a diagonal way. "He tried breaking you the same way he did it with me, only that was an accident. Remembering he took absolute delight in that moment…remembering I'm in his grace because my existence as a monster became finalized in his vision!"

Jet had black wolf ears made of energy phase onto his head at the same time his next slash made the wall look ready to fall. Sharp fangs hanging out, he turned to the redhead standing witness to his reveal as an abnormal Faunus.

Seething in the remains of his anger, the False Prophet deviant made an attempt to calm down "The last thing I wanted to tell you is…before that, I didn't expect you look sane from just talking to me. Are you really okay?"

Pyrrha smiled as she realized the Faunus was venting from a related hatred for Green, although his version appeared extreme. "Not much, but better than before. I guess it was nice to think I'm not alone in this…am I right to believe that?"

Jet felt bashful from the words that made it clear the one talking placed some trust in him. Blushing, he replied, "Up to some limits. This would mean that it's good if you knew that…Jaune's still alive." The one speaking noticed the other give an expression mixed with disbelief and doubt.

"Wait, he's…alive? How? That explosion."

"He had some help from a meddlesome doctor." The boy of black sighed at the thought of Bitters most likely having whisked the blonde to safety with Semblance. "If you want, you can meet with him in an hour."

"You're not lying, are you? If he is alive, can I at least hear his voice?!" The frantic Pyrrha felt a lump in her throat rise as the Faunus made a call with his phone. After exchanging several words, she saw him hand over the device.

With bated breath, she took the item and placed it to her ear. "Hello?"

"Pyrrha? Oh, hi. Please save me from this torture."

The plea for help made the Huntress instantly will her spear back near Jet's neck. Wary of betrayal, she calmly asked, "Torture?"

"Well, okay, it's not complete torture." Jaune's correction had the redhead lower her weapon away from the annoyed wolf. "This doctor guy who pulled me…teleported? I don't know. He pulled me into a room where he's been touching and slapping me all over. The van that hit me doesn't even compare-!"

"Here, eat this," said a new aged voice. The blonde sounded like he gulped something before a sound of exploding light rang from the receiver. Jaune came back to say, "Oh, never mind. I'm feeling better."

Pyrrha sighed in relief, feeling true joy for the first time since the previous night. She suddenly panicked when her partner asked, "So…where are you? Are you alright? I tried to find you when you didn't come back, but-."

"I'm okay," the redhead interrupted. "I'm finished…and I'm sorry I wasn't in classes today. Work was…my boss-."

"Yeah, about that. I think it's time for me to meet him." Jaune's voice became serious with his next words. "This is getting out of hand. Remembering all the times you've been tired and hurt despite getting help from us. And there's this feeling telling me the van that tried to run me over is related to the company you're working for. Am I wrong?"

Forgetting how her team leader could be astute at times, the Huntress only answered with silence.

"Pyrrha, this has to stop. Whatever they're doing to you…forcing you to do, I'm going to bring an end to it. I have to because it's my job as your leader…more as a friend. I just want to make sure nothing bad ever happens to you again."

The male's voice was filled with so much strength, it surprised the redheaded listener. Feeling admiration for the blonde, she raised a hand to grip the phone with two as if to send out a wordless gratitude. She didn't expect the moment's ruin when Jet tugged the device away from her.

"Sorry, but let me handle this." The Faunus had the speaker meet his ear. "Hello, Jaune? This is Jet, a fellow employee. We're almost done here with the last bit of work; I was just about to tell her that our bosses are giving us the holiday off." He noticed the announcement left the one beside with a strange look.

"Really? Wow, that's good. We were just invited for Hopegathering. Ah, so you're the one who's been helping out Ruby. Thanks for that."

The Faunus suddenly found himself in a light conversation with the leader of Team Juniper for some time. Before he knew it, he realized he was just about to finish his first time talking to the Arc lad. "Sure, but don't expect my words to convince them."

"But you're willing to try," said the voice from the phone. "That's more than I can ask from you. Heh, I wish Pyrrha told me she had a friend in the beginning. It's better than thinking she was alone in all of this."

"We're not friends, just co-workers. I need to go; have a nice day." Somewhat pissed, the wolf waited for the returned farewell before turning off the phone. He turned to see Pyrrha clean and wearing a long-sleeved red jacket along with her original clothes. He frowned to see the glass bottle full of black liquid in her other hand.

"A note said this is for you. I found it in the shower." The warrior handed over the small container while restraining back any questions. She was done dealing with Green and any other of his related evils; she was ready to go back to Beacon and call it a day.

Jet also avoided giving any details on the obtained Nequam. Keeping in mind his boss would know if he didn't drink it because of Semblance, the wolf put the item into his jacket. "Jaune is going to be dropped off at a nearby bookstore. Just remember to keep his survival a secret. Green will try to kill him again if he knew; I'm not even sure why he wanted to in the first place."

"Okay, but what was that about the holiday off?"

"It's more of a guess. Green may be smart, but his arrogance can blind him from double-checking. Based on what you said, he did this to get some kind of reaction from you. I'll let you know what it is if I ever find out."

The Faunus suddenly found himself in a hug given by the redhead. As he froze from surprise, he saw the Huntress lean back with a smile.

"That was to express my thanks. Out of all of this, it looks like the only good thing that came out of it was meeting you, the one who protected my friends."

Jet silently gasped as Pyrrha's thanks made him see another redhead in the background with back turned. Feeling saddened, he lightly pushed the Huntress away. "Don't…thank me. Just, let's move on before it gets late." He noticed the other look hurt before walking towards the door. He followed and found that his action created silence between the two as they made their way to their destination.

Eventually on the lit streets of the dark night, the Faunus said goodbye to Pyrrha before he walked away to a corner. He hid there as he watched the girl of red wait for her leader in front of a lit bookstore. In his watch, he remembered a different redhead waiting for someone. The vision involved the said woman running into the arms of a green-haired man, her true lover.

These two people were the ones he wished true happiness for. This thought had him smile to see Jaune appear around a street corner and cry out, "Pyrrha?!"

"Jaune?!"

Jet saw the Huntress stood still with tears coming down her face. He kept watching as the same girl ran into her leader and gave him a big hug. Seeing his vision replayed from this sight, the wolf turned around and walked off while surprisingly finding the wish for happiness to happen for the two members of team Juniper.

A/N:

Reason why the chapter is like this is because Green doesn't know Jaune's alive. This'll be crucial for the coming future. And plus, Jet has to drink the Nequam that'll have a little more explanation of the how and why. That's also when Ruby gets added into the equation; wonder what happens there when the meet up again.