AN: Hello, and welcome to my newest RWBY story, and this is going to be different then Arc of Warfare, in which I haven't gave up yet, also thank you guys for wanting that story to stay, and I hope that you guys also like this story as well. If you didn't know already, the story is:

"The Assassin Known As Paladin"

Basically, it's where Jaune is born entirely different than his canon-counterpart, the main characteristic is that he was born on Earth, rather than Remnant. So imagine his shock when he meets people with odd hair, eyes, and physical traits. Also, I've decided he'll still be old enough to apply to Beacon, but maybe he would do so differently.

Anyways, time to start this new story.

HERE WE GO!

Venice, Italy -

In a well furnished office sat a man behind a desk, who was probably the oldest thing in that office. This man was probably in his eighties, with a balding head, and a fairly-trimmed beard, with dull-blue eyes behind half-rimmed glasses. He was dressed in a simple blue suit, with a white vest and tie and a black dress-shirt underneath it. He went underneath his desk, and pulled out a bottle of red wine.

With shaky hands, he poured himself a glass of it, he drank the entire glass, and called out to someone. In a tired voice, he called,

"Jaune...Mio nipote."

After a few moments, the double-doors that led into his office had opened, and a lone figure walked up to the elderly man. In a worried tone, he asked,

"Grandfather, what is wrong?"

The man looked at his grandson, whose name was Jaune. The person in question was seventeen-years-old, with blonde hair and dark-blue eyes. He was dressed in a navy-blue dress-shirt with a black vest and a black tie, with a black fedora on his head. On his hands he wore black, leather gloves, and on his left wrist he wore an antique watch. He had black slacks and black dress-boots.

"I...am an old man. And my time is near."

"Don't say that, you'll - "

"You are of age now, and I must tell you...we finally found them."

The blonde looked into his grandfather's eyes, his own were widened into shock, and slowly they turned into rage. He spoke in a low tone, one that was dripping with venom,

"Are these people...truly the ones?"

"Yes, they are the ones who took our family away..."

His grandfather pulled a worn-out photo from his inner-pockets, and showed it to his grandson. The picture consisted of the grandfather, who was ten-years-younger in that photo, who sat in the middle of his family. On his right, stood a man that seemed to be his his son, and hugging that man's arm was who appeared to be his wife. Surrounding the three adults were seven daughters, all of varying ages, but there was one person that stood out the most. Sitting on his grandfather's lap, was Jaune himself, smiling brightly at his older-self.

"My son...his beautiful wife...my precious granddaughters...YOUR family...gone."

"We are the last men who hold the name 'Arc'; a name that has been known throughout history."

"The Arcs were...are the people who dance with Death..."

"...those who befriended the Devil..."

"...and those who always come back."

The Arc family were assassins.

The old man then gave his grandson a folder, and within that folder was information about the people that had took away their family. Jaune had scanned through each page that was inside, and took in the information that he was reading. He thanked his grandfather, and was about to take his leave, but his grandfather grabbed onto his hand. He turned around, and tightened his grasp around his grandfather's hand, asking him,

"Is there something else?"

"Yes...Jaune, you must kill me."

The request he gave his own grandson caused him to suddenly let go, backing away as he looked into his grandfather's eyes with shock. He would never kill his own, even if they were to turn on him, Jaune didn't want to lose anymore family. He walked towards him, and begged his grandfather to rethink things through, but a single hand was enough to silence Jaune, and he explained himself,

"Jaune...you were just a boy when I taught you the family trade. And now, I want you to cut all strings of your past...including me. Your parents, even myself, wanted the best for you, so please, forget the life we Arcs made for ourselves..."

He then grabbed onto his grandson's shoulder, and whispered,

"...so you can have your own life."

"Grandfather...I - I promise."

His grandfather then went into his desk again, and pulled out a Roman dagger, with twin crescent-moons engraved onto the hilt. Jaune grabbed the dagger, and helped his grandfather onto his feet, and prepared to fulfill his last promise to his grandfather. He managed to say,

"Goodbye...Nonno."

He then plunged the dagger into his heart, feeling his grandfather take his last breath, and laid him down on the floor. As he took one last look at his grandfather, his face having a small smile on it as he died, before leaving his office.

In the Armory -

After killing his grandfather, Jaune immediately went towards the armory of his grandfather's estate, and grabbed the weapons that he needed.

He strapped two shoulder holsters on to him, and examined two pistols. The pistols were both Colt 1911's, with one of them being colored black with a pearl grip, while the second pistol was silver with a rosewood grip. They both had compensators attached, and each pistol had a name engraved into the slides.

Vita e Morte.

Life and Death.

The next thing he grabbed was the dagger he killed his grandfather with, placing it on his lower-back. He then rolled up one of his pant-legs, strapping a leg holster and placed a Smith & Wesson 38 Special in it. Finally, he grabbed a HK416, with an EOTech Model EXPS3 and a foregrip attached to it. Jaune felt calm, hearing all of his guns being loaded, and said,

"I'm gonna miss this place."

As he walked out the doors of the estate, he heard the sound of explosions behind him, the building blowing up as he continued to walk away. After finally cutting all connections he had, he entered his car, a black Plymouth Barracuda. He inhaled, counted to three, and exhaled before stating,

"Time for these bastards to be afraid of the Paladin."

Unknown Location -

There were two guards, both dressed in black suits, equipped with sub-machine guns, both having a quiet conversation. They were standing guard behind an abandoned building. One of them, younger than the other, was asking his fellow guard,

"Hey...have you ever heard of the 'Paladin'?"

"Are you stupid? Everyone knows him."

"I know, but- why is it that the boss is - "

The older guard had suddenly grabbed the younger man by his shoulders, throwing him to a wall, and said,

"Quiet! The boss...true, he has been on edge, but can you blame him? The guy created the Paladin."

"What? No way."

"Yes, as the boss was making his empire, the only people that he considered a threat were the Arcs. These guys, they were assassins, the best at what they did. At first, he wanted them to work for him, but they refused, insulting him as he tried to bribe them so easily."

"So...?"

"So...the boss had people to kill the entire Arc family. We managed to kill the latest generation of them, two adults and seven kids."

"Kids?"

"Yeah...I know. But, we missed one kid, and that kid became - "

"The Paladin."

Nodding, the older man pulled out a cigarette and offered one to the young man. As the two of them smoked together, the older man finished his story,

"The Paladin, has been known through the world as the most feared assassin in recorded history. Because - "

"Once I have you in my sights, you're already dead."

The new, younger voice shocked the two guards, when Jaune suddenly came out of the shadows, stabbing the young man in the throat, and then tackled the older man onto the ground. Panicking, the guard tried to signal for back up, but Jaune had his hands wrapped around his neck, choking the life out of him very slowly, until the man stopped struggling. Jaune retrieved his dagger from the young man's corpse, and entered the building, immediately getting into cover as he was being shot at.

He peeked his head out a bit, and saw that there were three shooters, two on the stairwell the other near a hallway on the right. He then got out of cover, shooting the guy near the hallway, then shooting the two on the stairwell. Jaune ran up the stairs, ignoring the voices from downstairs, continuing he his vendetta. He saw that one of them had their back turned to him, using them as a shield while Jaune was firing rounds at the people that were coming from behind. He kicked the person forward, then riddling them with bullets, as Jaune then took cover in a random room.

Multiple guards had surrounded the room, spraying bullets into it, thinking that it was impossible to dodge all of that. As one of them kicked the door down, they were immediately shot through the head, as Jaune jabbed the barrel to someone's throat, and then hitting someone across the face with the stock. He then crouched, shooting people in their knees before stabbing them with his dagger.

Jaune looked at the dead people before him, then proceeded to go deeper into the building.

He came across a pair of double-doors and was about to go in, but a giant of a man had tackled him into another room. Jaune rose his rifle again, but all he heard was a clicking sound, swearing as he ran out of bullets. The giant then grabbed him by his shoulders, throwing him to one of the walls, then throwing a right hook at Jaune. The blonde managed to dodge the punch, but he was then kneed in the gut, feeling an elbow hit his back.

Before the giant could continue his assault, Jaune kicked the man in the stomach, pushing him back. As he got up, Jaune proceeded to punch him in the throat, making him gasp for air, but he didn't stop as Jaune dragged him across the room, kicking him as he threw him out. He saw the giant get up, but staggered as he did so. The blonde decided to run up to him, jumping into the air, and kicking him across the face, and finally got on top of him, pulling out his dagger to stab him.

But, as he thrust the dagger into the man's chest, he grabbed his arm, making it a battle of brute strength, but Jaune was getting impatient, and pulled out one of his 1911's, shooting the man in the head, killing him instantly.

Jaune got back on his feet, and decided to kick open the doors, and was met face to face with the man that killed his family.

Jaune's P.O.V -

I have never been so disappointed in my entire life, and this was supposed to be revenge. After killing my grandfather, blowing up his estate, shoot everyone in this building, and killed a giant, I expected something better.

Instead, I was face to face with a pathetic coward for a mob boss. As soon as I kicked the doors open, I saw a man that seemed to be twice my age, but he was much more frailer than me. He wore a worn-out suit, with brown hair that seemed to be graying due to the stress he faced when I started hunting for him. It made killing him a lot less satisfying then I expected it to be.

As I came closer, he went down on his knees and started to beg.

"Please! I know what I did, but I'm - "

"Shut up! As I'll forgive you!"

I kicked him across the face, breaking his nose as he fell to the ground. I didn't wait for him to get up, so I grabbed him by his jacket, and slammed his body against the wall, suspending him a few inches off the ground. I pulled out my pistol, aiming it against his temple, before he started to beg some more, angering me in the process. I threw him across the room, swearing in every conceivable language out there.

How was it possible that this man - No. He didn't deserve to be called one! - was the one that killed my entire family!?

He looked at me as I shouted,

"Damian Arc; father. Maria Arc; mother. Parents! They had children! You killed them so easily, so how are you the one that made my life a living HELL!?"

"Please - please - let me go. There's something in the box, I was going to offer it to you. It can be - "

BANG! BANG! BANG!

I had enough of his man's pointless yapping, so I put him down with three rounds to the head. I turned around, and noticed that there was a box in the room, getting curious as what was inside it. I removed the lid, and whistled as I pulled out a rather large crystal. From the looks of it, I stumbled upon gems of each kind. I figured that since I was gonna have to start fresh, I would need some form of money until I get to somewhere, like America, or back to Europe.

So I grabbed the box, and then hauled it back to my ride, placing it in the trunk. Just as I was about to close the trunk, my instincts kicked in, and I pulled out my gun, and fired a round into the head of one of the guards that was somehow still alive. But, the guy managed to shoot a bullet as well, but the bullet missed me, shooting the crystals instead. I noticed that the box was glowing a lot, which was disturbing when the crystals suddenly grew brighter.

But, before I could even run, the light absorbed me and everything that was close.

Then everything went black.

Some Alleyway -

As Jaune slowly came back to his senses, he realized that he was on his back, staring up to the night sky. He simply laid there, trying to process what just happened to him after that anti-climatic vendetta. However, his thoughts were scrambled as he suddenly saw the moon, or what was left of it, for the moon looked like it was nuked.

He slowly got back on his feet, and noticed something completely different about his surroundings. For one, he was in some alleyway, that was clearly not in Italy, and his car somehow came with him. He then checked himself, and sighed in relief as all of his weapons were still on him. He took the box out, and tried to examine one of those crystals that sent him to wherever he was, but noticed that somehow all of the crystals he had somehow vanished.

He mentally swore, as he now had no way back -

Home.

Jaune realized that he lost his home, what was left of his family, and even the reputation he made for himself as the Paladin. Jaune sat in his car, and rested his head against the wheel, and tried to think of good things that can come out of this. So he was practically nonexistent in this place, got no family, no friends, have no means of making money.

"I am so screwed..."

Just as Jaune was about to rest, deciding that he was going to deal with his problems tomorrow, he heard the sound of glass breaking, and for some odd reason rock music. He got out of his car, and peaked his head out, just in time to see a girl, two-years-younger than him, dressed in a Gothic Lolita version of Little Red Riding Hood, wielding a massive...

...scythe?

"What the hell...?"

He then saw a few men dressed in black suits, pulling out weapons, aiming them at the little girl. The girl then stopped the music, and a man in a white suit looked at her, and simply told his henchmen,

"Okay then...get her."

"Wait! Wait! Wait!"

Jaune suddenly got out of the alleyway, his hands in the air, as he hoped that he can resolve this without violence, or stall enough for the authorities to get here. Everyone looked at Jaune with shock, but then the men aimed some of their weapons at him. He looked at the ginger-haired man, and asked him,

"Do you mind telling your goons to lower their weapons?"

"Why should I? Because in case you've forgotten, you're outnumbered."

"True, but don't underestimate me, or the kid."

The girl took offense at that, and looked at the Jaune,

"Hey! I'll have you know that I am fifteen!"

"Sorry, but you're still a kid in my eyes. Anyways, need a hand with these guys?"

"I don't know...are you carrying weapons?"

"Of course."

He then pulled out both 'Vite' and 'Morte', and aimed them at the people in front of him. The henchmen charged at Jaune and the girl, who both went into action. Jaune ran into one of them, but he slid on the ground, knocking him off his feet. Jaune pulled the trigger and shot the man in the back twice, and then jabbed someone in the throat with his elbow, and then kicked him across the face. The girl actually turned into a cloud of roses, appearing between the last two, where she sent one of them flying, and slammed the blunt side of her weapon against the last one's head.

As the last henchman crumbled beneath his employer, he only looked at him with disappointment.

"You truly were worth every cent."

He looked at the two, Jaune aiming his guns at him, and said,

"Well, Red and Blue, it's been fun but..."

The leader rose cane at them, and a cross-hair popped up, and Jaune realized what happen, then tackled the girl onto the ground, before a massive explosion occurred where they stood. As they stood up, the man had disappeared, climbing up a fire-escape onto the rooftops of a random building. The girl looked back at an elderly person, asking him,

"Do you mind if we chase him?"

A silent nod was enough for her, so she grabbed Jaune, aimed her weapon at the ground, and shouted at the blonde,

"Hang on!"

"Wait, what are you - AAHHH!?"

Suddenly the girl had launched the two into the air somehow, and landed on the exact rooftop the leader climbed up. Jaune noticed that they weren't seen yet, so they had the -

"Hey!"

Damn that naive girl...

The man in white turned around and scowled, but before the three could do anything else, some sort of aircraft appeared behind the man they were after. As he climbed on it, he pulled out a crystal that made Jaune's eyes widened in shock. That crystal he had, was nearly identical to the crystals that caused Jaune to teleport here. The man through the crystal at their feet, and then he shot a round from his cane once more, which resulted in a massive explosion.

The man laughed, thinking that he had finally got rid of those two, but as the smoke cleared up, and third person appeared before Jaune and the girl. The blonde was confused, because he was now looking at what could only be described as a 'Magical-Librarian'. She had made some sort of circle made out of purple light, and then created multiple beams of the same light, all of them hitting the aircraft. That same woman then created a storm above them, as shards of ice began to pierce the aircraft.

Just when Jaune had enough of the craziness of this world, a woman in a red dress, with shadows covering her faces, appeared above them, and began to shoot fire at them. The librarian had blocked all of her attacks, but then she back-flipped from an explosion, using the shrapnel from that to create a massive pillar, aimed for the mysterious woman, but she shot more fireballs out of her hands, destroying it with ease. But, she created three pillars of shrapnel now, that encircled the aircraft. But the woman had somehow destroyed all three pillars, the remains floating down upon those on the rooftop.

The girl in red then turned her scythe into a sniper-rifle, taking shots at the woman, who just deflected the bullets with her hand. The woman then made the ground below them glow brightly, in turn made the librarian push both the girl and Jaune out of the way, tumbling herself forwards.

The mysterious villains had got away, leaving the three on the rooftops. The girl looked at the librarian with awe,

"You're a huntress...Can I have your autograph!?"

Jaune simply face-palmed, before getting on his knees, and placed his hands behind his head, stating,

"I have the right to remain silent..."

Interrogation Room -

Both Jaune and the girl, now in a police station, sat inside the interrogation room, wondering what'll happen to them. Jaune, he was more worried about the girl then himself, and he can understand why. The girl, despite being young, had managed to stop a crime in progress, but instead of being praised, she was being punished for it. Seeing the sadness in her eyes, he stated,

"Don't feel bad. You did the right thing."

"Really? You mean it?"

"Of course, mia Rosa."

The girl, who had black and red hair, with unique, silver eyes, blushed when he spoke in Italian. He always had a small accent when he spoke in that language. Then again, every language he speaks always had an accent. She stuttered,

"W-what did you call me?"

"I simply called you; 'my Rose'."

It was a compliment and a statement, for she was just like a rose; beautiful, yet dangerous at the same time. He introduced himself,

"Jaune Arc. At your service."

"Ruby Rose, it's a pleasure."

At that moment, the librarian from before, came into the room, and began to scold the two of them,

"I hope you realize that both your actions will not be taken lightly."

"But they started it!"

"Ruby...you're not helping our case..."

"If it were up to me, I would send you home with a pat on the back..."

The girl smiled brightly, while Jaune mentally counted down from five. The woman finished her statement,

"...and a slap on the wrist!"

For emphasis, she slammed her riding crop on the table, with caused Ruby to squeak, and on instinct cling onto Jaune. The blonde simply looked a bit embarrassed, but Ruby felt her entire face heat up, and let go of Jaune. He then looked up at the woman, and told her,

"True, what we did is inexcusable. But, where were the police when the fight occurred? Why punish a girl that did what she thought is right?"

"Yes, she has managed to stop a crime, but she also endangered the lives of herself, the shopkeeper, and yourself."

The woman then sighed,

"But...there's someone that would like to meet you two."

She stepped aside, and a middle-age man with white hair, and brown eyes entered the room, with a plate of cookies in one hand, a mug in the other, and a cane tucked underneath his arm. Jaune looked at the man and groaned,

"Oh God...her husband is here."

"Excuse me?"

Jaune noticed the looks he was receiving, Ruby looked at him with shock, the woman looked at him with embarrassment and anger, but the man simply looked at him with curiosity. He then looked at Ruby, and said,

"Ruby Rose...you have silver eyes."

The woman then pulled out a tablet, that showed both Jaune and Ruby fighting off the henchmen, and then it showed Jaune shooting that one man in the back. The man had stated,

"So! Where did you two learn to do this?"

"Signal Academy?"

"I was taught by my grandfather."

The man looked at Ruby, stating,

"They taught you to use one of the most dangerous weapons ever made?"

He then looked at Jaune, stating,

"And your grandfather taught you to kill?"

The two people in question looked at each other, before saying,

"Just one person in particular..."

"It's a long story..."

"I see..."

He placed the cookies in between the two, and Ruby eats one, before she started to eat most of the cookies on that plate. Jaune sat there amazed by how many cookies she just digested. Ruby realized what she was doing, and shyly gave one cookie to Jaune, who accepted the small gift of appreciation. The man then told Ruby,

"I have seen only one other man that uses a scythe. A rather dusty, old crow..."

"Thash mah unkul!"

"Ruby, swallow before speaking..."

"Oh, sorry! That's my uncle Qrow! I was complete garbage before I was taught by him. And now..."

She proceeded to make exaggerated karate poses and sounds, which was a little funny to Jaune.

"What is an adorable girl such as your self doing in a school designed to train warriors?"

"Well...I want to be a Huntress."

Huntress? The term was new to Jaune, bu he kept his mouth shut.

"You want to slay monsters?"

What?

"I have two more years at Signal, and then I'm going to apply to Beacon. My sister's starting there this year, and she's trying to become a Huntress, and I'm trying to become a Huntress because I wanna help people. My parents always taught us to help..."

The next minute or so was a massive blur of incomprehensible dribble, confusing Jaune so much he didn't even try to comprehend what he was now dealing with. But, the white-haired man ignored all that, and asked them,

"Do you know who I am?"

"No, I do not."

"You're Professor Ozpin, and she's Glynda Goodwitch, the Headmaster and Deputy Headmistress of Beacon Academy."

"So, you want to go to my school?"

"More than anything."

"Alright then."

Both Ruby and Jaune looked at each other, and then at Ozpin, both of them saying,

"Huh?"

"I said that you'll be enrolling into my school, so be on the airship tomorrow. Understand?"

"Understood!"

Just as Ruby was about to leave, Jaune called out to her, saying,

"Ruby...you just saw what I did..."

"Yeah...?"

"So...are you afraid of me?"

The young girl appeared to be in deep thought, before simply saying,

"Nope!"

Then she left, leaving Jaune with both Ozpin and Goodwitch. As she left, Jaune looked at the Headmaster, and asked him,

"So, what do you want?"

Jaune's P.O.V -

"So, what do you want?"

As soon as Ruby left me with the two 'Professors', I leaned forward, looking the white-haired man in the eye. He didn't seemed to be fazed by my sudden question, and he told me,

"What I want, is to know who you are."

"Well, the name's Jaune Arc. And so far, all I know about you is your name; Ozpin."

"I apologize, but you seem to be quite the mystery, due to the fact that you haven't shown up anywhere in any of the four Kingdoms."

The blonde tilted his head a bit, because so far he heard the terms 'Huntress', 'Beacon', and 'Kingdom'. So far, these small facts are helping him prove a theory he made up when he arrived here. Slowly, he asked Ozpin,

"Tell me; Sai cosa sto dicendo?"

"Pardon?"

"I just asked you if you understood me. And your answer just helped me prove a theory of mine."

"And that would be...?"

"I'm in a completely different planet."

Goodwitch looked at him with disbelief, but Ozpin seemed to show no reaction by that small statement. Simply drank from his mug, while Glynda said,

"Mr. Arc, forgive me, but that seems very improbable."

"I don't blame you, but I saw a fifteen-year-old wield a scythe, men in suits pulling out swords and guns, a man with a cane that doubles as a gun, a woman that can shoot fire, and then there's you. A lady that has telekinetic powers, and don't get me started on the weird hair and eyes."

"And your point?"

"My point is, from where I come from, that stuff shouldn't even be possible."

Ozpin placed his mug on the table, and told the blonde,

"You still haven't answered my question, Mr. Arc."

"I was hoping you forgot. But...yes, my grandfather did taught me to kill."

"So, why?"

"Why...?"

"Why save Ms. Rose? She was just a random girl to you, not knowing anything about her, so why do it?"

Jaune actually laughed at the question, and told him,

"I honestly don't know, but for generations, my family were caring people, despite what we did."

"I see..."

"But to answer your question; maybe it was to start new. Try and forget the assassin's life? I don't know."

"Instead of forgetting that life, why not change how you live?"

"Huh?"

"Mr. Arc, I have met many people in my time, and you aren't the first person to be led out of darkness. Use your skills to protect people."

He then stood up, and offered Jaune a hand, which he hesitated to shake. He looked up at the man, who had a genuine smile, that looked like he wanted to help the blonde assassin. Jaune asked him,

"But...what if I betray you?"

"That is unlikely. In the short amount of time I spoke to you, I have learned a lot about you. And your family. You would never betray those who would place so much trust in you."

"Well then...I'll accept your offer."

He then stood up, and shook the Headmaster's hand.

AN: And that was first chapter of my newest story.

I have nothing else to say, so I'll be working on the second chapter.

See ya later!