Summary: She was cold, and she was also feared by many, even her own brother feared her. She had long ago accepted that she was dangerous. She was fine with being alone, she was a loner anyway. She was sure that even her own blood would fear her to. Yet she didn't think she could ever bear her son fearing her, even if they're not related by blood.

Author's note: Been awhile since my last update, for starters I would just like to apologize for that. I can be lazy at times and unfortunately, one of my lazy phases just came by. Anyways, here is a chapter for you all.

I would like to give a shout out to Sadnezzz for providing me with the idea for the Omake at the end of this chapter.

"Students, do remember that we do not have much time before the Bullhead returns so please quickly get to work on collecting as much sap as possible." The voice of Glynda Goodwitch rang through the clearing. The three teams she was speaking with all nodded in understanding and the female Professor watched as Teams RWBY, JNPR and CRDL got to work.

"Hey! Do you think this sap will taste good? Oh! I wanna try it!" Before anyone else could say anything, Nora chugged down half a glass of sap. "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! This is delicious! Ren we have to keep some for ourselves! Think of the pancakes! The pancakes!" In response to Nora excitement, Ren could only sigh tiredly.

"Nora, these jars are all meant for Professor Peach." Jaune spoke, blue eyes peering at the orange haired girl. "I hardly think Professor Goodwitch will allow us to keep even one." Nora deflated, pouting as she kicked up dirt.

"Aw man!" Pyrrha smiled in amusement, sharing a small glance with Jaune.

"Now, now Nora, I think combined with the efforts of Team RWBY and CRDL. Professor Peach won't notice a missing jar." At Pyrrha's words, Nora quickly regained her excitement.

"You're the best Pyrrha!" Ren gave Pyrrha a look.

"Was that really necessary?" The Champion of Mistral only chuckled mischievously as her green eyes danced with mirth. Shaking his head, the blacked haired boy looked at his leader only to raise a brow as Jaune had taken to standing as far away from the trees as possible.

"Nora's right! This stuff is delicious!" Ruby exclaimed, zipping around hyperactively as she laughed gleefully.

"You idiotic dolt, don't put foreign substances in your mouth!" Weiss raged, icy blue eyes glaring at her leader. Yang only laughed while Blake only looked up from her inspection of her current sap collection. Ruby became a literal missile as she sped towards Jaune, stopping in front of the blond haired boy with a grin as the wind kicked up behind her. Jaune only blinked owlishly as Ruby continued grinning up at him.

"Something you need Ruby?" In response to his question, Ruby held up her hands and Jaune blinked repeatedly as she clutched Crocea Mors firmly within her grasp. The crimson themed girl giggled cutely before zipping off. The blond haired boy frantically checked his waist only to confirm that yes, his weapon was no longer at his side. He looked up with a deadpanned look and that was when Yang lost it.

The blonde haired girl threw her head back and laughed, the others sharing in her amusement as Jaune only gave them a flat look. He shook his head a moment later before looking down at his waist with a frown, contemplating on how Ruby managed to snag his weapon without him noticing. He chalked it up to her hyperactive speed.

"It has been a rather interesting two weeks hasn't it Jaune?" Pyrrha asked, approaching him as she sealed up another jar. Jaune nodded.

"Yes, indeed it has." He answered. It was true two weeks had passed since Ozpin gave him his punishment. The blond haired Branwen had followed through it, going to Vale to perform his Community Service within the city. There were times he hated it and other times where he actually found a bit of enjoyment in it. His grades were in danger of slipping but he preserved through. On another note, Team CRDL had taken to avoiding him and his team like a plague. A Yawn erupted from his lips and his partner eyed him in concern.

"You should get some rest Jaune." The concern in her voice irritated Jaune a bit but a part of him knew she was justified in her concern. Three days into his Community Service, both Team RWBY and JNPR noticed the slight exhaustion that Jaune carried and it only seemed to get worse as time progressed. Each of them was worried that he may end up exhausting himself to death.

"I'll be fine Pyrrha."

"The small bags in your eyes say otherwise Jaune."

"Don't worry about it."

The redheaded girl frowned, emerald eyes softening as she bit her lip slightly. Placing a hand on his shoulder, she spoke, her voice soft. "Jaune listen why don't you set yourself against a tree and rest? Ren, Nora, and I can finish this up relatively enough."

"There's a reason I'm avoiding these trees as much as possible. I'm allergic to the sap they ooze." He said, taking his partner by surprise.

"Oh, I see."

"Don't worry about it Pyrrha let's just get this done. I will help when I can, just do not expect much help from me. I'm practically useless right now thanks to my allergies."

"You're not useless," She said firmly. "I'm certain there's something you can do, how about you keep a lookout for the Grimm whilst we finish collecting sap? There is a risk of Grim attacking us after all."

"A fair point," He conceded. "Very well, you and the others focus on collecting. I'll focus my attention on scouting around for Grimm." He reached for Crocea Mors and a blank expression came upon his face, as he grasped nothing. "Oh right… I forgot Ruby had it."

Pyrrha giggled and as Jaune glared at her half-heartedly, her giggles turned into a laugh. Once she regained control of herself, she coughed into her hand. "Don't worry Jaune, I got this." With that said, she sent out a magnetic pulse around the area and a faint smile came upon her face as she felt her desired target.

"H-Hey! W-What the!?" The sight of Ruby freezing mid-run whilst trying to run further proved humorous to the others as they all laughed. Although Team RWBY wondered why she stopped, Jaune approached, snagging Crocea Mors from her, ignoring the whine that came from her. He poked the cloaked girl in the forehead with his index and middle finger.

"Ow! I think I know why Yang hates that now." She murmured, rubbing her forehead. Her fellow leader snorted.

"Are you calm from that sugar rush of yours now?" In response, Ruby sprang to her feet, a grin on her face.

"Yep!"

"Good." He turned to Pyrrha nodding in thanks. She returned the nod as she stepped beside him he turned to the others. "I'm going to be scouting for any signs of Grimm. You all just keep doing what you're doing."

"I'll join you," Blake spoke up, stepping beside him.

"Shouldn't you be helping us collect sap?" Weiss spoke, frowning. In response, Blake pointed to her pile of several jars.

"I've already collected more than enough of my share." The others eyed the pile in surprise.

"You work fast," Yang whistled.

"Well than, looks like Blake and I will be scouting around then." The blond leader turned, walking away from the others with Blake joining him.

"So I just finished reading the first book of the Metal Gear series that you gave me."

"What did you think of it?"

"The revelation and plot twist that Solid Snake was actually just a clone of Big Boss was shocking, it was completely unexpected. Also, I question why Big Boss would put a hit out on himself."

"A common reaction to those who've only just begun to show an interest in Metal Gear as for Big Boss putting a hit on himself… That is a secret, are you interested in continuing the series?"

"Definitely."

"I'll lend you the next book after we get back to Beacon."

Watching the two, Pyrrha frowned, emerald eyes dimming slightly before she sighed quietly. She was startled as Yang swung her arm over her shoulders, a leer on her face. "Looks like our resident Champ is a bit jelly."

"T-They're just friends Yang…. It's normal for them to speak."

"C'mon P-Money, don't deny that your jealous. Besides, it's not like you don't have a reason to be. Everyone knows that besides Nora and Ren, that Blake and Jaune are the closest friends here."

Pyrrha pursed her lips and Yang pat her on the back, smiling. "Chin up Pyrrha, you'll have your chance to get closer to him." The crimson haired girl watched the fading form of Jaune and Blake before turning to Yang and nodding slightly. The blonde boxer grinned before pointing over at Nora. "Great, now I suggest stopping Nora. At the rate she's eating, she may end up going into a really bad frenzy."

Blinking, Pyrrha turned to Nora only to see her chugging down a jar of sap. Ren turned his head to Nora to ask how she was doing only to see the same sight. Together in sync, both Pyrrha and Ren allowed their voices to erupt from their lips.

"NORA!"

"BUT IT TASTES SO GOOD!"

"There's that blond bastard." Russel murmured, eyeing the conversing form of Jaune and Blake with a scowl. It turned into a smirk as he turned to his team. Cardin carrying a jar in hand as Sky and Dove held a box that was buzzing frantically.

"Once we hit him with that sap, those wasps will be all over him." He turned to his leader, a grin on his face as Dove and Sky readied themselves in the release of the wasps. "Ready when you are Cardin." He pulled out his scroll, a snicker escaping his lips as he fingered the record icon. Smirking, Cardin approached the top of the hill from which they were observing.

The brunt orange haired boy lifted his hand, jar of sap clutched firmly in grasp. "Payback is a bitch Jauney boy." He said with a dark smirk. With a moment of hesitation, the leader of Team CRDL threw it, the jar sailing through the air. Russel hit the record button on his scroll while Dove and Sky prepared to open the box.

"Not yet Sky, Dove. I want to see the look on Jauney boy's face when that sap hits him." Cardin spoke with a viscous smirk across his features. The smirks on his and his teams faces died as Blake, seeing the jar, maneuvered in its path and she caught the jar without much difficulty. In unison, both Jaune and Blake glared in CRDL's direction, their eyes cold. Cardin and his team returned the glares, heavy frowns on their features.

Jaune took a step forward, his hand reaching towards Crocea Mors and Team CRDL tensed. It was not necessary as Blake placed a hand on Jaune's shoulder and quietly shook her head. Jaune seemed to frown, giving Blake a small glare, one that she returned. For several tense moments, CRDL watched as Blake and Jaune glared into each other's eyes for a moment before Jaune shook his head slightly as he reluctantly moved his hand away from his weapon. The both of them gave the all boy team a final cold glare before they resumed their self-assigned scouting task.

"Well that was a bust. Damn bitch." Dove said with a frown, Sky scowling beside him.

"Yeah, disappointing is what it was."

"What now Cardin?" Russel asked, looking at his leader. Cardin himself was scowling deeply, his plan for revenge thwarted by the black haired girl.

"This is a bust. We'll try again another time."

"Alright if you say so."

The sound of shattering glass echoed through the air as they all felt something impact against their backs. Slowly, they brushed their hands along their backs and they grimaced as they felt sticky sap clinging to their backs.

"G-Guys," Sky whimpered, pointing at the previously unattended box they left on the floor moments earlier. They all looked at what he brought him such fear and they were promptly unnerved at the sight before them. Their box was sitting innocently on the ground, however it was now open, and wasps were emerging from its confines

"Oh no," Russel murmured with wide frightful eyes. A moment later, Team CRDL all screamed as the horde of wasps within the box swarmed them, the team running to get away as the insects stung them repeatedly. Their screams of pain and horror seeming to echo across the forest, catching the attention of a nearby Grimm who began to give chase.

As the team run, Cardin tripped on a stray root, causing him to fall on the ground. Groaning, he looked up to see his team leave him as the wasps continuing after them. He made to stand but froze as a growl came from behind him. Eyes widening, he turned to his head only to look straight into the face of a large Ursa Major. He promptly screamed before scrambling to his feet and running off. The beast only tilted his head slightly before giving chase.

Watching the entire ordeal, from a tall oak tree that overlooked a good chuck of the forest, Raven smirked sadistically under her mask, the black haired woman idly juggling a jar of sap.

I despise you with great intensity Jaune thought, glaring death at the airship that would be taking him to Beacon for the rest of his day. After returning from their short trip from Forever Falls, also after a short incident with Team CRDL chased around by a horde of wasps and an Ursa, which Goodwitch had immediately set about to rectifying, they had quickly returned to their normal routine for the rest of the day.

When the final class of the day came to a close Jaune told his team to enjoy the rest of their day before he left to prepare for his departure to Vale for the rest of time he had left for the day. Of course, much like the previous times he went to Vale he had to do so onboard an airship. Something that had become the bane of his existence, he idly contemplated on whether or not anyone would notice the flaming wreckage of the transport before he tossed the thought aside.

Of course they would notice, Huntsmen and the news media would be on it like hounds on a piece of steak. He would have to be more discreet.

"Hey! You Jaune Branwen?" Blinking, the one in question turned, raising a eyebrow at the sight of the person approaching him.

The one approaching him was a teenage girl with fair skin and short dark-brown hair. She has wavy locks on one side of her face, dyed with a gradient that starts in dark brown and transitions to caramel. Her clothes consist of a long, cocoa-colored shirt with a dark brown waist cincher. She wears long, dark brown trousers with ribbons on the left side and a brown belt with bullets.

Above it, she wears another cocoa-colored belt of bullets with a gold crosshairs buckle. What appears to be a drape of black skirt hangs on her right side. She wears a pair of dark brown, high-heeled leather boots with buckles.

She was also donning a number of accessories, such a bracelet with black roses as decoration these are accompanied by black gloves and necklaces. She wore a beret of a darker brown and a pair of black, wire-rimmed aviator sunglasses. She was also holding a black shoulder bag with gold studs.

"I am who are you if I may be so bold?" The girl smirked as she stopped in front of him, tilting down her glasses to reveal her dark brown eyes.

"You're a pretty hard guy to track down you know? It's like you straight up disappear after any class only to be seen either in the next class or during lunch. Name's Coco by the way, Coco Adel," She gave a mock bow before straightening, her grin remaining on her face. Jaune inclined his head to nod before speaking.

"So judging by your words, you were looking for me for quite some time. So can I ask why you were looking for me?"

"Well Blondie," She began. "I'm leader of Team CFVY and Velvet is part of my team you know? I wanted to thank you for helping her that day."

"I didn't do it for her."

"Regardless for whatever reason you helped, you still helped and that's what matters to me. So thanks for that man, that makes you cool in my book." The blond sighed in response.

"I guess I have no choice but to accept your thanks." She grinned at his response.

"Damn right." The fashionista roamed her eyes up and down on Jaune's form, tilting her head slightly.

"Something wrong Miss Adel?"

"Black and white huh, they fit together good with a bunch of other colors, but have you ever considered wearing something else besides that vest and turtle neck?" The blond haired boy raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

"Hmm," She hummed a smirking appearing on her lips as she formed her fingers into a rectangle. "The black dress pants can stay them along with your black shoes look like they fit well enough, but that turtle neck and vest don't seem to really fit. What do you think of a white dress shirt, untucked?"

"I like this turtleneck."

"Okay, so the turtle neck stays than. Maybe we can add a jacket instead of that vest? That seems like it'll fit. Besides, you don't necessarily look like that vest suits you."

"Why so against me wearing a vest?"

"The vest doesn't really seem like it fits your style you know? So what do you say? Want to head to Vale with me and see if we can get some other accessories for you?"

Jaune pursed his lips slightly, idly looking at his watch before giving a hesitant nod towards Coco. "Alright, I suppose I can spare some time for that. My community service doesn't start yet anyway." Coco grinned, pleased.

"Sweet, it's a date than lover boy." The blond haired Huntsman in training blinked at her words.

"Date?" The second year peered at him over her glasses.

"Does the thought of it being a date bother you?"

"Not really, it's just that I've never been on one before." That seemed to catch Coco's attention as a wide smirk spread across her features.

"Oh? So that means that I'll be your first." She purred. Jaune only blinked in response.

"Yes… I guess you will be."

"So what're we waiting for then? Let's get on that airship!" Sighing a bit in reluctance, Jaune turned and begrudgingly began walking towards to their means of transportation. Coco followed after him a few steps behind, her eyes hidden behind her glasses as she stared at back. Her entire form became shrouded in a dark silhouette, her glasses seeming to glow white as a glowing white smile came upon her face.

Her hand rose, her palm wide open as it got closer to Jaune's rear.

That ass… It was the single thought that through her mind. She stopped however as Jaune stiffened as a he shivered. Her blond underclassman turned to her, who was innocently looking at him, blinking owlishly as he warily looked around.

"Something wrong?" The second year asked, glasses tilting down as she raised a delicate eyebrow. Jaune gave a short glance around before frowning slightly.

"No… It's nothing, probably just my imagination." He turned, stepping on the ramp to board the Airship. Coco trailed behind him, a small smirk on her lips as she gave his rear end another glance before keeping her eyes forward.

That ass is just as tempting as Velvet's and Fox's

"Isn't Vale Downtown a sight to see?" Coco asked, grinning as she gestured around the wide streets brimming with life and substantial crowds.

"All I can see is my annoyance at this obscene crowd that is constantly moving around us." The blond beside her grumbled, scowling as someone narrowly avoided bumping into him. The brown haired second year only grinned at him.

"Not a people person huh? Velv, Fox and Yatsu are kind of the same. It's a bummer when I just wanna hang out in the city you know?"

"Not really."

"You need to socialize more you know that?" A smirk spread across her features. "Hanging out with me, you'll be a social butterfly in no time."

"I doubt it."

"Oh fine doubt me, one day you'll be having a fantastic conversation with a group of people and you'll be thanking me that day."

"Whatever you say." His eyes rolled and Coco tilted her glasses down slightly.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?"

"No."

"Good, let's keep it that way." Putting her glasses back in place, she grinned as gestured forward. "Now let's get this little date of ours on the road! I heard the clothes shop I usually visit has a new selection, whilst we check out some clothes for you, I don't see the harm in checking out the new stock."

"Right, well lead the way. You're the expert here." The second year nodded and together they navigated through the streets of Vale. Jaune had grown accustomed to the sights, after all his community service left him plenty of chances to take in the many things to see within the city.

"There's the place we're looking for." A grin adorned her face as she pointed out the store of her choosing. Jaune blinked, raising a yellow brow as he regarded the store for a moment. A moment was all he could spare as Coco dragged him inside by the arm, the door opening for them.

"I'm back~" She sang as she and him entered.

"Oh! Miss Adel, a pleasure to see you again!" A girl chirped from behind the counter.

"How's it hanging?"

"Fine, business has been good but no doubt it'll be better now that you're here! So how may I assist you?"

"I heard you got some new items in stock, how's about I and them get to know each other better yeah?" The girl at the counter giggled.

"Right away Miss Adel," Her eyes panned towards Jaune and she tilted her head curiously. "And who is this? Is he your boyfriend Miss Adel?" Coco waved her hand in response.

"Eh, I wouldn't necessarily say that, although this is a date." She turned her head towards said blond. "Say blondie, what do you say to being the boyfriend of one of the most popular girls in Beacon? Actually, come to think of it, have you ever had a girlfriend?" At his blank look, Coco grinned. "I'll take that as a no for both questions. It's really starting to hit home that I'm literally your first date and that just made my ego boost to really high levels." She turned towards the girl at counter. "So while you get those items in stock, mind if I and my date wonder around a bit?"

"Not at all, I'll let you know when I've found all of our new stock items."

"Thanks." Turning to Jaune, Coco gestured for him to follow her and together the two began moving deeper into the store, directly into the men's section. "Alright than blondie, let's get to work." Grinning, she spread her arms wide. "We have a wide selection of clothes and accessories for you to try on." A gleam seemed to shine off her glasses. "I am going to have so much fun dressing you up." For the first time since he agreed to go with Coco, Jaune felt as if he had made a mistake.

He had no more time to contemplate on his decision as the second year tossed a handful of cloths into his arms. Pointing to the dressing room, Coco grinned. "Try them out blondie, I'll pick out more for ya!" The first year blinked owlishly.

"I thought we were just going to check out a few accessories, not full on clothing options." He murmured to himself silently. Hearing him, the brown haired girl sent him a grin.

"We are," She reassured. "But there's also no harm in seeing what they got in stock right?" A predatory smile came upon her lips as she spoke and Jaune idly wondered if it were too late to back out.

"I…. Suppose not." His words were guarded, wary even.

"Great! Let's get moving along than lover boy." As she finished speaking, he playfully slapped Jaune's rear end. Almost immediately the blond gave a girlish yelp, his cheeks reddening as embarrassment flooded his being. The brown haired girl blinked slowly before tilting down her glasses, a delicate eyebrow raised as she looked at her underclassmen, a teasing smile slowly spreading across her face. "That was almost as adorable as Velvet's reaction to me doing that."

"D-Did you just!?" The first year glared angrily at his senior however, the blush on his face only made his attempt to look angry served to make him adorable in Coco's eyes.

"Yes I did lover boy, yes I did. Get used to it." She grinned, winking at him before putting her glasses back in place.

"Do not try that again." He seethed, glaring heatedly at her. Coco was unfazed, only grinning cheekily at him.

"No promises~ now let's get a move on. Time's a wasting!"

"After you," The words he delivered were wary. "I don't trust you behind me anymore." His senior classmen rolled her eyes.

"If it makes you feel any better, your ass is not the only one I've ever pat." Jaune only gave Coco a bland look, his blush dying down as he gave her an unreadable stare. Seeing this, Coco sighed dramatically.

"Oh no, I've lost the trust of my favorite underclassmen!" She placed a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry I will do everything in my power to have you trust in me again." The blond haired boy blinked twice and the second year smirked playfully at him before walking ahead of him. He only stared after her for a moment before following after her.

"Well Lover boy, you are in my domain now!" She said gleefully, taking hold of several articles of clothing designed for men. She gave Jaune a predatory smile, making him feel uneasy. "And for an unprecedented amount of time…. You are now my life sized dress up doll." The feeling he got from her made him take a step back, his body tensing as he subconsciously prepared for a fight that was not coming.

Instead, his arms were now carrying a large load of clothes as Coco gave a feral grin. "Try these on first, I have a bunch of other stuff I want to put you in."

Jaune wanted to argue, to say that this was a waste of time, but he did agree to this in the first place. He was the one who did not see any harm in going with Coco to try out new clothes. Let it be known that he was one who always kept true to his word and he was not one to brush away from consequences. With a sigh, he reluctantly went along with Coco's suggestion.

Hell, hell was the only thing Jaune could think of as he tried on a few outfits at Coco's requests/demands. A few hours may have passed, but for him it felt like an eternity. He inwardly considered the act of committing suicide to escape but threw the thought out the window. He was not that desperate.

In the end, after trying on several different outfits, they both settled on a short black jacket with white linings and attributes. For Jaune it served as a bit of an annoyance. He spent hours with Coco trying on different outfits and in the end. He remained in his previous attire. Largely unchanged with the exception of the vest was replaced with the black jacket.

"I still can't believe you made me spend a few hours just trying different outfits. "Jaune grumbled, glaring at a smirking Coco. "In the end I didn't really change my clothes that much." The two were walking down the streets of Vale, cups of refreshment in their hand. A bag held in his other whilst Coco was carrying several bags.

His senior laughed. "Oh chin up my favorite underclassmen, you had fun didn't you?" She tilted her head, using her finger to slide her sunglasses to the bridge of her nose, giving the blond haired boy a smirk. At his deadpan look, she silently snickered. "Welp," She began, stopping with Jaune following her lead. "This is where we part ways isn't it?"

Jaune glanced at the building they stopped in front, the Vale Downtown Administrative Office. "Indeed is it." He spoke, turning to face his senior. "This outing with you has certainly been an experience Miss Adel."

"Call me Coco!" She interrupted, "Also call it like it is lover boy. It was a date, you're first one too." She grinned cheekily.

"Right, well, it was an interesting date than Coco." The fashionista smiled, taking a step closer and using her finger to brushing under Jaune's chin.

"Anytime you wanna hang out, or want another date just come find me." She fished out her scroll, powering it up as she smirked. "Better yet," She tapped an icon and Jaune blinked as his own scroll pinged. "Give me a call." With a wink, she turned and walked down the street. Jaune watched her go for a moment before entering the Administrative Office.

Walking up to the main desk, he waited patiently for the woman at the desk of the main lobby to notice him. He did not have to wait much longer as she lifted her head. She was a pretty woman, possibly in her early thirties. She had long chestnut brown hair, her eyes a chocolate brown.

"Hello there may I help you?" She asked with a smile.

"I'm Jaune Branwen, I'm here for my Community Service for the day."

"One moment Mr. Branwen," She brought up a holographic display on her desk, typing away on several icons before stopping to give him a smile.

"Today you'll be within this Administrative Office Mr. Branwen. There are several old files that have yet to be digitalized that need to be organized alphabetically before we can proceed to digitalize them into our database."

Nodding, his lips parted. "I understand, I'll get to work right away. Which room is it?"

Handing him a key, the receptionist smiled brilliantly. "Second floor, room B-12." Nodding thanks, Jaune began moving towards the staircase wanting to get to work immediately. As he got closer to the stairs, he noticed a woman along with two other men descending the stairs, at the sight of the woman Jaun could not help the thought that she seemed familiar.

The woman in question had short, straight lavender colored hair. Her bangs frame her face, her pale skin seeming to shine slightly. A cowlick, not unlike Yang's, extended from her hair. Her eyes, much like Blake's were an enchanting, golden, yellow. She wore a black business suit a purple dress shirt worn under her black coat.

"Let's get a move on boys I just received a call about another Dust Shop being robbed. That makes it the third one this week." She spoke, her voice smooth and mature.

"Just slow down a little Lisa, you're not the one doing to heavy lifting." One of the men spoke, grunting as he carried some camera equipment.

"Stop complaining idiot don't argue with the boss lady." The other scowled, giving his partner an irritated glare.

"If the two of you have enough time to argue, than you have enough time to hustle," Lisa glared, her lips pulling back into a scowl. The two men seemed to have a chill run down their spine before walked at a faster paste, bypassing Jaune as he sped past. The young Huntsman blinked, raising a brow as he watched them before turning to Lisa as she sighed.

"Honestly, they're the best crew a reporter could ask for, if only they didn't give me a headache sometimes." The News reporter turned to look at the blond haired young man, raising a delicate eyebrow curiously before she offered Jaune a small smile, "Hello there young man. I'd stay and chat a little but I am a bit pressed for time, maybe another time I suppose."

He wasn't sure how to respond to that, so Jaune wordlessly nodded. Lisa gave him another quick smile before walking past him.

Silently, he resumed his trek, heading up the stairs to the second floor of the Administrative building. He walked down the second floor he searched until he found Room B-12. Entering, he found a few dozen unfiled papers scattered on several desks, opened folders thrown uncaringly aside. Sighing silently, he quickly got to work, reading a bit of the files before placing them in the correct folders.

Once finished, he would file the file into a cabinet, organizing it before moving back to the desks to start over. An hour into his work, his attention diverted from his work due to an unexpected guest, one he did not expect to see for quite awhile, but welcomed guest.

"You should take a small break Jaune you've been working diligently for an hour after all."

Turning his head, a megawatt smile immediately came upon his face as he caught sight of his mother leaning against a wall near the window. She wore her mask over her face and Jaune knew that underneath it, she was smiling.

"Mother," The bright smile on Jaune's face would have made the Sun jealous. The black haired woman moved from her spot, taking hold of a chair a placing it next to another chair placed near one of the many desks in the room. Sitting, Raven gestured for the blond haired boy to take a seat in the chair in front of her.

Obediently, he obeyed. A moment later, Raven removed her mask, setting down on the desk and staring intently at her son with her crimson eyes. Her small smile grew and she fondly ruffled her son's hair.

"I see they've got you filing and organizing old files." She wordlessly picked up a file, skimming over it for a moment. "I remember this file I can't believe they haven't got around digitalizing it like they said they would." She sighed, shaking her head. "Evidently, laziness is to blame." Placing the file aside, she turned her attention to Jaune, leaning forward slightly. "So tell me, how have you been?"

"I've been fine," He answered immediately. "Beacon is not what I expected it's both surpassed and lowered my expectations."

"Oh? Lowered how exactly?"

"Not many fighters in my age group can keep up with me." He said disappointedly. "My partner, Pyrrha regularly manages to fight me to a draw. Although, she has beaten me more than I defeated her, she is extremely skilled. The both of us tied for number one combatant of the First years."

"She sounds skilled I'd like to meet her." Raven said, smirking slightly as her eyes flashed. "Now how as Beacon surpassed you're expectations?"

"I'm sure she'd like that." He said, "As for how Beacon surpasses my expectations, I am learning many new things, Professor Goodwitch has even pointed out a few small holes in my guard that not even I noticed."

"I'm glad you're keeping an open mind and learning." The pride in her eyes made Jaune beam, he hesitantly frowned however as he thought of a question he wanted to ask but was not sure if she would approve.

Seeing his hesitance, Raven frowned. "Is something wrong Jaune?"

"I was just wondering…. Headmaster Ozpin told me a story not too long ago about a family called the Arcs." At his mother's blank expression he continued. "Awhile after he told me the story, I checked into a few history books about Remnants historical families. I found details about the Arc family. The books say that the family was one of Remnants greatest protector's. I found their family tree, yet after Moses Arc, there is nothing about them dating any further…. I don't understand, the story the Headmaster told me suggested that the Arc family has been around before the Kingdoms. Yet, the books I've read suggested they were around after the Kingdoms… I don't understand it."

"It's a foolish fairy tale." Raven answered immediately. "The fact is, the Arc family were nothing but nobodies before the formation of the Kingdoms. The only reason that their history date back to Moses Arc was because he was an exceptional warrior in his time. That and he was the great, great Grandfather to Arturia Arc, who helped form the Kingdom of Vale alongside her twin brother Kay Arc. The reason why the Arc's history doesn't date further than Moses is because before him the family were complete nobodies. I don't want you looking into this any further."

"But-"

"No buts," She interrupted sharply. "Do not listen to anymore of Ozpin's ridiculous stories. He's filled your uncle with such useless stories and look how he turned out. A useless drunk who chases after any easy harlot, I don't want you listening to anymore ludicrous ramblings of the Headmaster. Understand?" Jaune frowned, lowering his head slightly as he stared at the floor.

"Yes mother." He intoned. Seeing her son like this made Raven sigh silently, realizing that perhaps she may have stepped a bit too far. She did not regret it however. She'll be damned before she lets him dig any further into the Arc line.

The Arc family is dead and it will stay that way She vehemently thought.

"So tell me Jaune, besides your education, what else had happened during your stay at Beacon?" At her question, her son brightened considerably, their previous discussion forgotten in favor of a new one.

"I have a few good friends in Beacon. My team mostly, along with our sister team, Team RWBY. Just recently, I have met someone else who I can consider a friend. She's my senior and the leader of Team CFVY." Unknown to Jaune, a twitch developed in Raven's eye.

She was well aware of the brown haired girl who had taken her son shopping a clothes store she was watching them not far off after all. When that harlot had to audacity to smack her son's rear, she wanted to cleave the girl in two but she did not for a single reason. Too many witnesses, plus after she did the deed she would need to hide the body. That would lead to way much more trouble than it was worth. Thus, she decided to one day have a nice pleasant chat with her. Murder was still her fallback plan however.

If Raven had her way, Jaune wouldn't ever have a girlfriend until he was thirty. Even then, he would need to tell her about the girl a year in advance that way she could determine if the girl was worthy of her son. Even if the girl proved her worth, Raven would want her to write a one thousand word essay detailing why she was worthy of her son and fill out some paperwork detailing what they could and could not do whilst they were dating. In triplet, before she would ever approve of the two dating.

"They're good friends but there are times where we clash ideologies." The blond haired boy frowned. "They don't seem to want to accept the fact that the world is heartless and cruel."

"That's because they're naïve fools." She said with a scowl. "In their eyes the world is a perfect little place where everyone is happy, where everyone has nothing to worry about. In their eyes the only problem they see is the occasional crime along with the threat of Grimm. They don't know, or see the world like we do son."

"I know that, it's just frustrating." He admitted. "They live about their lives happily, unaware of the fact that real world is not kind, that it would devour them should they prove to be too naïve. The only ones I can say that really understand would be Blake and Ren… The others, they're naïve fools like you said." A sigh escaped, frustrated an annoyed. "I try to ignore it but everything about Beacon just seems to be against everything you've taught me. Some of it is… Nice in a way but the rest is just too naïve, foolish and just…. Frustrating," His blue eyes stared into her crimson orbs, his suppressed frustration, confusion, and anger laid bare for her to see clearly.

A scowl came upon Raven's lips, immensely disliking how frustrated and confused he seemed to be. She could understand his frustration she could understand why he may be confused on some topics. She could understand it very well. During her time in Beacon, she hated to say it, but she grew soft. It was only after graduation where she went back into the real world did she realize she went soft.

The teachings of Beacon made you lower your guard and that was understandable. Beacon is a school separated from the Government and the world so that you could focus on your studies and the teachings they gave you. Thing is, after spending awhile in Beacon, you gradually forget just how dangerous and cruel the world is. The fact that the instructors tended to treat you like children at times did not help. It also did not help that they also attempt to pass their view of the world onto you.

Yes, Raven knew very well, what Jaune was going through. How could she not? She went through it herself. It was as she feared, Beacon's influence was slowly making him soft, the fact that everyone told him his view was wrong made him doubt. Luckily, however Raven had a contingency plan in place in case this ever happened.

"Your first semester is ending soon correct?" She asked. At his nod, she continued. "What do you plan on doing with the short break they'll give you before the start of your second term?"

"I was planning on staying on the school grounds along with the others." He confessed. An amused smile lit Raven's face.

"Change your plan." She said bluntly, making her son blink in surprise. "You're going to spend your break with me. It'll just be you and I." She smiled, red eyes shining. "What do you say son? Would you like to spend your break with your mother?" Her response was a beaming smile.

"I would love to!" The excitement in his tone made Raven's smile widen slightly.

"Good, than it's settled." She stood from her chair, grabbing hold of her mask as her son followed her lead and stood. Embracing him in a hug, which he quickly returned, she caressed his hair before pulling back. Gently kissing his forehead, she smiled. "Now than, get back to work son, you've had a long enough break." As she watched quickly set back to work, the smile on her face lessened until it formed into a small scowl as she looked out the window. Her eyes darkened slightly as she looked in the direction of Beacon.

Just a few more months until the end of his first semester, than she could begin working on destroying any influence they had on him.

Omake: First Feeding

Raven was in a pickle.

She sprinted through the forest, ducking under branches and sliding under fallen logs as she held a sleeping Jaune in her arms. The nine months old infant comfortably settled in her arms even as she ran. She took extra care not to disturb him as she avoided as many obstacles as she could.

A few howls behind her reminded her of the pack of Beowolves pursuing her. It was at least a dozen of them, normally she could take them out with no problem, but with a baby in her arm's there was a risk that Jaune could suffer an injury and she was not going to take that risk.

She would rather die than risk his life.

Thus, she decided to retreat, unfortunately with their sharp senses the Beowolves spotted her and ruthlessly began pursuing her.

It was only a matter of time before they caught up to her, she knew it and she got the feeling that they knew it too considering their howls behind were just slightly closer than before. With a scowl, she ran through many different plans to try to get out of this situation. Glancing up, she spotted many branches, many them thin and weak that would not support her weight. Running further however, she discovered something that might hide her and Jaune until the Beowolves lost interest.

Wasting no time, she broke off several tree branches, sliding into a hollowed tree and used the branches to cover the entrance, the leaves blocking any sight and allowing just the bare traces of sunlight to peak through and Raven peak through one of the openings to see the pack of Beowolves looking around. They snarled and growled, sniffing around as they tried to gain a hint of her scent. Luckily, however the natural scent of the forest masked her smell.

She waited patiently for them to move on before a sound emerged from her arms that made her freeze. A whimper, a whimper that made the ears of the Beowolves flicker wildly as they tried to catch the location of the sound. She looked down, meeting with Jaune's blue eyes staring up at her expectantly.

The almost silent growl of his stomach let her know that he was hungry. Quickly, she shuffled around, looking for her bag that contained the bottle that she was using to feed him. Finding nothing, she cursed foully within the confines of her mind as she remembered she had abandoned the bag earlier in an effort to distract her pursuers. Another whimper from Jaune made her mind run through curses once more as she desperately sought a way to keep him quiet, the snarling of Beowolves getting closer as they began to hone in on the sound.

Gently, she began rocking him, trying to coax him back to sleep. "Shh, shh, shh don't cry Jaune." She whispered gently, "Don't cry," The third whimper let her know that it wasn't working. The way his eyes were beginning to brim with tears let her know that he was seconds from crying. Desperately she racked her brain before she remembered. She had given births months ago and as a result, her body had already developed something to help raise a child. More importantly, she had what Jaune wanted, milk, breast milk.

Her eye twitched, in the time she had Jaune, not once had she breastfed him, instead opting to feed him through a bottle with milk purchased from the store. She hesitated slightly and a fourth whimper destroyed any hesitation she felt. Quickly, she loosened her loosened the top portion of her dress and gently held Jaune to her exposed breast.

The feeling of his mouth latching onto it let her know he had gone straight to consuming his meal. The low snarls of the Beowolves let her know just how close they and she held her breath. She felt a brief flare of pain from her breast and she flinched slightly.

I forgot he was teething! She thought to herself, her eye twitching. Regardless, a tense silence came upon her as the Beowolves sniffed around. An agonizing minute later, they howled before stalking off, no doubt in search her, she did not dare move from her spot however. She remained there in silence, the low sound of Jaune drinking milk from her seeming to echo as she remained.

Once she was sure they were gone, she sighed heavily, relaxing her tense form. Scowling, she glanced down at her son and tried prying him off. The moan of displeasure let her know that wasn't happening until he had drunk his fill. A flush of embarrassment came upon her face.

This was the first time in a long time that she actually felt embarrassed. She mentally thanked all the gods she knew that no one was around to see this. Especially Qrow, she did not doubt that he would be laughing his ass off about now if he were here.

Coming out of her hiding place, she idly noticed that Jaune was finished. Fixing her top, she raised him to eye level and frowned.

"I hope you've had your fill, because this is not happening again." She said sternly. Baby Jaune only smiled innocently, extending his little arms, he giggled.

"Mama!" He said energetically.

"Don't play innocent with me."

"Gaa goo~"

"Like I said, this will not be happening again. From now on I'll make sure to pack more milk."

"Baba!"

"Well…. I guess it is easier than just buying milk every time."

"Gaga!"

A sigh, "Fine, I suppose I'll breastfeed you from now on but that doesn't mean I have to like it. It's just easier, understand?"

Sighing slightly, she gently embraced the infant, baby Jaune happily snuggling up to her in her arms as she began patting his back. Small burps emerged from his mouth and soon he was snoozing away. Raven smiled slightly as she began walking in the opposite direction of the where the Beowolves left.

"You can't form proper sentences and yet already you can be quite convincing." She murmured, lightly prodding at sleeping infant's cheek.