Chapter 1

Hey guys! I'm going to be writing my first RWBY non-crossover fic! I've decided to separate the author's notes from the story itself as someone has suggested, too.

I know that this fic will incorporate Marvel elements, but I feel it's just disconnected from the comics/movie universes enough to warrant a singular RWBY tag.

Oh, and this won't be an AU of any kind. All the characters are as they were in the show.

Jaune Arc got airsick.

That was a law of the universe. There just weren't exceptions to that. If he stepped foot onto an air transport vehicle of any sort then he was going to throw up. The day it didn't happen was the day Beowolves started hopping on one foot and singing.

Just because he knew it would happen didn't make it any less painful though. He retched and gargled as he spewed the last remainders of his previously delicious breakfast into the uncomfortably familiar black plastic of the Bullhead's trash bin.

And as he clutched his stomach one final, strained gargle, the cursed aircraft took the moment to rub his pain into his face by shaking violently, presumably in a rightwards turn to lose momentum. It also served to throw him off balance from his already unstable position, sending him careening across the room.

In his disoriented state, Jaune just managed to catch a glimpse of the horrified expression on a blonde-haired girl's face as he flew towards her.

Well, he probably shouldn't start the day off by ending up sprawled on the ground on top of another student.

His pale blue eyes flashed green, and the world froze. It wasn't a gradual slowing down, but rather like taking a picture. All movement ceased in an instant, clouds hanging motionless outside the window. The cursed humming of the Bullhead's engine had also disappeared, leaving behind an almost unnatural silence.

Jaune threw his body weight to the side, altering his trajectory just enough to brush by the girl. He rolled over on the floor, hitting a steel wall with a muffled thonk.

Letting out a breath, the blonde struggled to his feet. Thankfully nobody had seen that, not that it was possible for someone to have considering people didn't tend to move when frozen into a moment in time.

He took the time to straighten two of the girl's golden strands of hair that he had knocked aside, before allowing time to begin to flow as fluidly as it had before, in just as short of a moment as it had stopped. Jaune blinked, shrugging off the tension in his body caused by the strain of maintaining a short period of stopped time, the sensation not unlike that of letting go the reins of a horse.

The blonde girl, who had looked like she was in the middle of a terrified scream, whirled around with widened eyes.

"Wai-wha!"

Jaune waved. "Hello."

She continued to stare at him. "How'd you get here!?"

Oh for Oum's sake. She was one of those people. He noticed the stares starting to be directed towards him too, and the traces of whispers from the people around. He didn't need to draw this much attention to himself, thank you very much.

Trying the best for an amiable smile he held out a hand. "Well, I applied for Beacon and was accepted due to the headmaster seeing my abilities as worthy of this school. I don't see the relevancy of that though. I'm Jaune Arc, nice to meet you."

"Well, Jaune, I'm Yang. Yang Xiao Long, badass and over-all hot girl, to elaborate. But you didn't answer my question"

Jaune feigned a confused expression. "I don't understand."

Yang threw her hands up, gesturing towards the garbage bin. "Oh, don't play dumb. You were over there, and you also were definitely going to hit me. Now you're standing behind where I was."

Before he could open his mouth to respond however, a smaller girl pushed in front of the blonde. She was considerably smaller, with black hair. Dressed in a corset a mix of crimson and black, Jaune couldn't help but think of her as exceptionally cute - in a less sexual way than her undoubtedly more mature sister, however - with her large, silver eyes and almost puppy-like expression.

"Yang! You can't go around grilling strangers like that!" Said girl whined, before suddenly seeming to notice him staring. She immediately flushed in apparent embarrassment, smiling meekly. "...Hi?"

Jaune was once again denied the opportunity to speak, as Yang flicked the girl in the face with a teasing grin on her face. "And you're soooo qualified to give me advice on talking to strangers, eh?"

The small girl huffed, rubbing where the blonde had poked her angrily - which looked strangely adorable as well. "B-but… You said you…"

"I said I what?"

"I don't know, you're just wrong!"

Yang laughed brightly, erasing any suspicion of Jaune's that the interaction between the two girls was anything but friendly. She reached out with two arms, embracing her companion and lifted her, struggling, to face him.

"Eh, don't mind that. Let's just forget about what happened for now." she shrugged with a smirk. "I'll take this moment to introduce you to my sister. Her name's Ruby, and as you can see she's a pretty awkward person. I'm trying to get her to make friends so why don't you talk to her?"

Looking at Ruby's indignant expression as she struggled in Yang's arms, Jaune couldn't help the small grin that wormed it's way onto his features. "You… Might want to let her go first."