AN: Image used is not mine.

So yeah, here's another version of "Watching Things" inspired by shadow gumball of death and his descendents. This is a way for me to clear my mind of RWBY stories that I'm not able to work on right now or can only do in a one shot. These one shots or potential multishots won't just be about Jaune (He's gonna get a good chunk of the main focus but other characters deserve to see their diffrent selves as the main characters too.) either and I can do requests, but if you post one or PM me, don't expect it to be soon. I'm a bit of a lazy bone. That doesn't mean I won't do it, it's just might take a while. Plus, I have my own AU's to write. That and I have 3 other stories on the website too.

Enjoy da Story(ies)!

"What is this nonesense?" Asked a weary looking Salem as she looked around the white room not only containing her and most of her minions (it's just Cinder and her cohorts... also Tyrian cause why not?), but two teams from beacon, NPR, RWBY, and their headmaster with his assistant. Everyone except Salem, Tyrian, Neo, and Roman shouted.

"OH MY OUM!"

Salem looked at them curiously until Ozpin decided to answer.

"(Sigh) Basically we're here once again to watch alternate versions of Jaune as our reactions our recorded. This would make it the fourth time we've done this." Ozpin said before he took a long sip of his coffee.

"Well... this is actually the fifth time. Someone else is doing this too." Ruby added from the side.

"Whatever, let's just watch vomit boy and the gang do alternate universe stuff and get this shit out of the way." Yang said as she resigned herself to her fate. Ruby gave her a look for swearng. "What?"

"Actually." Started a mysterious voice throughout the room. "These stories won't just be about Juane's alternate selves as the main focus, but some of you later on as well. Hell, I'll even do some ideas from the other audience if I'm feelin' it." This got mixed reactions from those who've already been here before and curious looks from the others. The alternate univereses could be really fun to watch but also really grimm dark. "Don't worry, this program will be of a mixed genre featureing tales of you guys in diffrent story settings. I'm also not too much of a fan of going straight up grimm dark either, so don't worry, I won't hit you with the really dark stuff." Almost everyone, except Salem, Tyrian and Neo, sighed in relief at this.

"Yet." The voice finished ominously. Those three exceptions sighed in relief. "Now strap in and get ready to watch Sociopath Of Beacon!" The voice announced proudly earing a nod of approval from Tyrian and an exasperated looks and groans from the beacon people.

"Seriously disembodied voice?" Nora asked aloud.

"Hey, who said this would be dark? Psycho's can be fun." Tyrian gave a double thumbs up at that last part. Everyone went silent as the room got dark and the film began. Nora pulled out a bunch of popcorn and offered some to her teammaes. They decided to hold off on it just in case. The screen went red and then it flashed. Everyone except for Salem went stiff.

"Excuse me?" Salem questioned.

"For this story to work, I need to erase their minds of the previous sessions with the others. All they know now, is that their supposed to watch alternate universes and futures of Jaune Arc and occasionally of them on this screen and that's all they need to know for now." The voice clarified to Remnant's queen of blights.

"I understand. Your doing that thing the MIB does on those movies." Salem said after snapping her fingers in realization.

"You watch movies?" The voice questioned.

"Of course. I mean, who doesn't? What, am I just a 2D model of evil? I have a life outside my hobbies you know?" She said with an annoyed tone. The voice decided not to press on an started the show. Everyone just went back to normal and things continued as planned.

The seen starts out in a dungeon beneath a rather large mansion. Inside was a seventeen year old boy in a hoody and jeans torturing a muzzled beowolf with its limbs impaled on a metal bed. That boy was Jaune Arc. Known in the smaller parts of the criminal underground as the upcoming Silver Socio.

Everyone looked at the scene either oddly or shocked. Some in between.

"Oh Oum, here we go." Yang groaned while the beacon guys nodded. Tyrian just munched exitedly while Neo looked interested.

"Maybe he's a dangerous vigilante." Pyrrha tried to reason. God, how she hoped that was the case. Everyone gave her a bit of a deadpan look.

"Yeah, cause that's totally better." Roman snarked. Pyrrha resisted the urge to shoot him.

"What can I do for you mother?" Jaune asked a bit too sweetly as he slit open the beasts belly. From the shadows stepped out Juniper arc in her hooded dark purple and silver battle armor.

"I wanted to talk with you about going to Beacon." These words caused him to accidentally jerk up with his dagger and cut opn the beowolf's head, killing it. He sighed n disappointment at the loss of his toy.

"Threw me off my game..." he muttered darkly. "Mom, I really don't wanna go. What if everyone there's just a bunch of pansie tree-hugger only-kill-grimm type of warriors? That's lame." Jaune complained.

"Well maybe you'll luck out and find someone who has appreciation for horrifying medieval torture like you." She said soothingly as she held his shoulder.

"A version of Jaune I prefer less. I NEVER EVER thought I'd utter those words." Weiss groaned and her friends sorta agreed.

"Interesting." The incarnation of evil known as Salem said aloud. Neo and Tyrian nodded.

"Maybe." Jaune conceded a bit. "Still, academies are boring. People cry when you hurt them and violence is "bad out of the ring" or some stupid noise like that." Jaune complained bitterly.

"Look, you need to go out and experience the world of hunters. You don't wanna be a simple small time killer of killers do you?" Juniper asked with a cheeky smile. Jaune folded his arms.

"I'm more than happy with that." Jaune said seriously.

"You don't wanna bring honor to our family name?" Juniper asked with a sad tone.

Jaune raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that what my sisters are for?" He asked with sass. Juniper couldn't help but sigh.

"Look, I tried being nice about this. Jaune Bel Arc, if you don't go to Beacon... I'm burning your X-ray and Vav comics. Right in front of you." She said in a menacing tone. Jaune's hair hid his eyes and he tensed up.

There was a moment of silence. Then in a sudden motion, mother and son had daggers at each others neck in a fierce stand off. Their faces were emotionless and their unblinking eyes had an eerie look to them.

Everyone was silent and tense. The beacon people were wide eyed and while Salem and her goons had varying reactions. Salem had an emotionless face while cinder had a raised eyebrow. Mercury and Emerald looked at this scene in a mixture of their master's and enemies reactions. Tyrian was giggling while Neo looked fascinated.

And Roman. He was playing Never Landing Nevermore. He really wasn't interested in this at all.

After a few tense seconds, Jaune relented. "Fine. I'll go. But I want that Model XV Scorcher tank for my eighteenth birthday. With napalm rockets." Juniper laughed and ruffled his hair.

"Alright my little serial killer. Go pack your things and meet me outside when you're ready to depart. Be sure to say goodbye to everyone first." Jaune sighed and nodded at his mother's direction.

"Well that was something." Blake sighed out with a sweatdrop mirroring everyone elses.

"I thought I was the only one with mother issues..." Yang muttered to herself. For some reason, Emerald felt sympathetic. It made her feel gross. They all quickly shifted their attantion back to the screen. "Is that-"

The next scene was showing Jaune being dropped off outside of a club. Junior's to be exact. He was on his way to get some fake transcripts. You see, Jaune needed to get some fake transcripts since he didn't have the "proper" credentials as his mother put. Apparently he had the fighting skills but too much of "mental diffrence" to properly pass the initial entrance test. Go figure. His mother told him that a friend of the family could get him in no trouble. All he had to do was talk with the club owner of Junior's and he would set him up.

The bouncers immediately backed off the moment they saw the son of the Arcs get out of the car. They didn't even look in his direction as he strolled right on in. He scanned the dance floor a little bit until he found a rather large man cleaning out some glasses in the bar. Junior himself. The moment they locked eyes, Junior gestured for him to come on over with gusto.

"Hey now, what's the son of the Arcs doin' in my little-" Jaune raised a hand signaling for him to shut up.

"Transcripts. Gimme." Was all he said. Junior nervously gulped.

"Right. Just head up to the rooftops and she'll hand you the forgeries." He said quickly. Jaune smiled and slipped him twenty lien.

"For the renovation of that shit shack you call a house my good sir." He said polity before heading on up. Junior didn't start muttering curses until he was sure Jaune was gone and even then it was in a very low whisper.

"Jeez." Ruby said. "Is he that scary?" Asked out loud.

"We did see him torture a beowolf." Blake answered. Everyone turned to Tyrian when he scoffed.

"Oh please, that's amateur hour. Now if he was torturing a Goliath with a butter knife." Whimsically said to himself.

"Freaking sociopaths." Mercury muttered to Emerald who just shook her head in a "what can you do" way. Honestly, Cinder was evil but at least she was pshycologically stable.

Jaune went up to the rooftops forty minutes later and saw no women up there. Just two guys dressed in black suits and fedoras with red outlinings smoking some cigarettes and talking about life, love, and some other bullshit that he didn't care for hearing. Junior said she, so Jaune decided to put in some of his usual investigation tactics.

"Hey! Would one of you two goons happen to be a women in drag?" Jaune casually asked. They glared at him and he raised an eyebrow. 'They clearly don't know me.'

"Fuck off." One of them rebuked. Jaune decided to play nice and talk it out more.

"No, you misunderstand. Junior said she would be up hear and she would give me the forged transcripts." Jaune said in a tone someone would use with a toddler. One of the goons didn't take kindly too it and one of them smirked.

"Why would he do that for jailbait like you? Shouldn't you be at home and in a dress for daddy." The goons started laughing at that crack at Jaune. Said blonde was smiling, but for anyone with experiences with people who put on plastic smiles, they knew his was a smile of contempt rather than amusement.

"They're done for." Roman stated simply. Almost everyone looked at him and he nodded towards Cinder. She was smiling at the screen. A smile giving some respect. Not a good sign.

Jaune was about to say something until the environment felt off. The goons stopped laughing after a minute of Jaune just smiling than looking around. Then they noticed something too. A subtle slitting sound.

There was a sharp pain in their necks and their shirts began feeling wet. They couldn't really scream before they were on the ground squirming gasping for air that never came. Jaune just looked at them with uninterest before he turned around a noticed a small girl in pink, black, and white smiling at him, her parasol across her shoulder as she sat on the a ledge with her legs crossed.

"Are you the one to give me the transcripts or you gonna give me the reach around too?" Jaune asked tiredly. "Oh, and nice kills I guess."

"He meant run around right?" Tyrian asked to no one in particular.

Neo was clapping for a bit the moment she made an appearance. The people of Beacon and Cinder's two underlings gave her wary looks. Roman just sighed.

"Kids. What can you do?" He simply said as he shrugged.

"I'm more disturbed by Jaune's lack of reaction." Ren said with a fixed gaze on the screen. And some popcorn munching.

"Shouldn't hunters be used to the violence." Roman questioned.

"Killing Grimm and killing humans is different." Glynda angrily pointed out. Salem and Cinder couldn't help but roll their eyes.

"Well it kinda makes sense. I mean, once you get desensitized to this type of stuff, you become numb to the violence, ya know?" Nora reasoned. Her friends bave her funny looks. "It's true. I remember those books on psychology you guys made me study." She said through a mouth full of corn.

Neo just smirked at Jaune as she looked him over and he looked her over. No one moved for a moment. Then Jaune caught something. Neo's leg aimed right for his sternum. Then he started smirking as her previous illusions of herelf and the goons faded like glass. "Illusion. Quite the parlor trick." He sarcastically complemeted. He quickly took her by the leg then her threw her overhead and lashed out with Crocea Mors.

Neo manged to recover from the throw by landing on one hand and angling her body from the blade, the tip grazing her aura. She quickly cartwheeled on her feet and whipped out her parasol with the blade extended. Thus the deadly blade dance began. Jaune was more focused on power while Neo was agile blade dancer. The latter quickly ducked under an overhead slash and thrusted her blade at one of Jaune's eyes. He quickly twisted out of the way and behind her, then slashed down. She turned and quickly deflected it by opening her parasol, causing the blade to go off the side, giving her an opening. The blade would've went straight to Jaune's head had he not barely managed to grab blade and simultaneously wrenched it from Neo's grip and the girl towards him. He quickly spun Crocea Mors in his left hand as he did this and was about to stab straight downward, but Neo's shorter stature gave her time to close in on Jaune, grab him, drop on her back, and kick him overhead when she flipped. She now had time to go for her weapon.

Jaune landed on his back with a thud upon the building. He didn't bother to get up as he looked around and saw no one there. No, he was waiting for her. Then his eyes shot open as he rolled out of the way, barely dodging Neo's attack. The moment he was up, he charged towards her, looking to stab her in the gut while she aimed her blade at his neck. They both angled themselves, both only receiving nicks at their aura. They were soon face to lower abdomen and they stopped for a moment.

"I like your heterochromatic eyes lady. The eyes of a good natured killer. If you somehow survive this night, I might call you later... brunch perhaps." Jaune said in an ever so casual tone.

"Dude, seriously?" Mercury said as he watched in odd fascination. Somehow, a dagger landed in front of him. Courtesy of Neo. It even had a little note on it.

"Shut it." Neo hates it when her cinematic experiences are interrupted by the annoying and uncultured. Could you blame her?

They quickly twirled around and when it looked like the metal would clash again, Jaune's sword ceased it's movement when Neo pulled out some paper and shoved that in his face instead of her blade. He looked confused for a moment before his eyes widened a bit in realization.

"Oh! You're the girl with the transcripts! Here I thought the white fang finally sent a competent assassin after me..." He said a little disappointed before before he looked her up and down again then took the forgeries and smiled. "Not that your not a sight for sore eyes miss..."

The girl quickly whipped out a scroll and typed at lighting speeds. {Neo. You?} She asked before she held her hand out.

The blond quickly put his sword away and held her hand before giving a gentlemanly kiss on her knuckles. "Jaune Arc, baby. And the pleasures all mine."

"Wow. The sociopathic version of Jaune is still a "ladies man". I'm so flabbergasted." Weiss droned out sarcastically. She started muttering something about unchanging blondes and bad taste.

"I don't like the thought Jaune with... her." Ruby said that last part quietly as she thumbed at Neo who was too busy with the screen. Yang nodded in agreement.

"I'd tease you for that line, but I agree way too much with that statement. Plus, your not the only one who visibly thinks so." They both turned to Pyrrha who seemed to be twitching a bit. 'Even for this version, girl? What are you? Jaune-sexual?' Yang thought a bit before snickering a little.

Neo silently giggled before typing again. {I won't lie, that was fun. When you have some down time text me. I'd love to do brunch.}

Jaune smiled. Before he let her go, he had one more question. "Hey, how do you feel about medieval torture?" Neo smiled and typed.

{I fancy myself an admirer of the darker "interrogation" tactics. Why?} Neo asked with that never fading smile.

"Nothing. I just really wanna do brunch with you now." Jaune said happily. Neo gave him a wave goodbye before walking over to the ledge with a little sway in her steps and hopping off. Jaune didn't bother looking over for her since she would easily be gone by then. Besides, he was still thinking about his first night in Vale. "Might first night in Vale and I already get caught up in a shady business, fake documents, and I meet a sexy little assassin. Beacon may not be so bad after all." He mused happily before walking off to do some shots.

'If he likes the development now, just wait till I arrive.' Thought Cinder with a hint of smugness.

'I feel like I could get into this if there was way more death and destruction. For a kiddy show though, it's alright.' Tyrian thought as he watched the screen and sipped some soda. Where are the people getting these food items?

Meanwhile, the kids of beacon stared deadpan at the screen while Ozpin and Glynda decided to talk a bit. "You know Ozpin, we really should look into how Jaune got those fake transcripts." Glynda whispered into his right ear.

Ozpin sipped his coffee before speaking. "Indeed. I doubt it was anything like this, but it would never hurt to know."

"I hate riding bullheads." Jaune groaned as he tried to hold his breakfast. The bullhead ride to Beacon was a hard one but it was almost over. Like contents of Jaune's digested food. Almost all over the metal under him. "Ughhh."

"Hey, you alright?" A girl dressed in black and crimson asked next to him. "You feeling sick?"

Jaune nodded and did his best to hold in the vomit. He was fighting a losing war. Then some older blond girl with boobs like POW came up. "Hey Ruby, making a new friend I see?"

Despite being in the presence of beautiful looking monster killers, he couldn't hold it. He vomited and they jumped back. Well, the red one did. "MY SHOES!" Yang yelled in anger. "Seriously, vomit boy?!"

"Your fault for not jumping back in time. Didn't you see me heaving and stuff. Are you wanna those types who perpetuate the blond stereotypes? Sexy but not all that bright?" Jaune snarked like he didn't just vomit.

"oh no he didn't." Tyrian said in a sassy tone.

"Shush Tyrian. He just did." Salem replied while stroking her chin.

Yang's eye twitched at the scene on the screen. "He vomits on me and then snarks? Yeah, that's not gonna work." She uttered dangerously. Blake looked at her.

"To be fair, you should've payed attention to his facial features and-" Weiss cut her off with a hand on her shoulder. Now was not the time.

"Excuse me?" Yang asked dangerously. Ruby decided to intervene.

"Okay, okay. Let's not do anhthing we might regret." Ruby nervously replied. Jaune scoffed.

"You should listen to your sister. I'd hate to pop your plastic." He said gesturing to her breasts.

"Ha! These things are all natural buddy. Shame you won't get to understand that first hand." She said as she crossed her arms under them to bring them more attention. Oh boy, did she get attention.

"Pfft, so that explains where the nutrients are going." Jaune said with a smirk and an eye roll before walking off. Yang quirked an eyebrow before she caught on immediately after. She wasn't sure if she was angry or impressed. She choose both.

The moment they arrived on the Landing Zone, Jaune proceeded to make sweet love to the ground. "Oh baby I missed you? Did you miss me? Of course you did." Hs said as he practically dry humped the ground and ignored the weird stares.

"Stop being an over dramatic weirdo, I was the one who got vomited on." Yang replied as she and her sister walked over.

"What was that? Was the sound of someone who doesn't have eyesight and common sense? I do believe it was." Jaune said in a exaggerated and breathless tone.

"That snark you got there. Is it always one you?" Yang said as she folded her arms.

"Only every day that has a 'y' at the end." He stated calmly as he got up and dusted off.

"What do you-" Yang was caught off by the sound of her sister's giggling. "Ruby don't encourage him!"

"S-sorry Yang. (giggle) What's your name? Other than vomi boy." Ruby asked ending her slight giggle fit.

"Jaune Arc, the Silver Psycho, Slayer of Slayers, Destroyer-"

"All she wanted was your name vomit boy." Yang sighed out as she silenced Jaune by putting her hand over his mouth and quickly removed it.

"Jaune Arc huh? Nice name. Mine's Ruby Rose and this is Yang Xiao Long." She said as she gestured over to the blond who simply gave him a "hey". "You wanna see my baby?"

Yang was about to say something until Jaune spoke up. "Sure." Ruby quickly pulled out her scythe.

"This is my baby, Crescent Rose! This here is a scythe with a compact high impact sniper rifle on the handle. What do you think?" Ruby asked proudly. Jaune nodded in approval.

"That's hot. Did you make it yourself?"

"Yep." She answered putting some emphasis on the p. Jaune then pulled his sword.

"All I have is my heirloom, Crocea Mors." Ruby noticed how he sounded a little disappointed and she didn't want him to feel immaculated.

"Well the classics are nice. Not every weapon needs a gun." She said as she patted his shoulder.

"What? No, I know that. I just wish I got something with more blades on it you know?"

"Oh, yeah I can understand that./huh?" Ruby and Yang said respectively.

"I've never been a fan of guns personally. It doesn't give me the same rush of cutting into my enemies mercilessly in a cold blooded frenzy as I feel their blood moisturize my skin. Yes, there's no greater joy than shredding things apart with a cold blade." Jaune said as the light somehow became dimmer and the his irised glowed with a menacing light.

"So true." Tyrian sighed. One day he hoped to have a spawn just like this. Neo was looking at him with the lust ever present in her eyes. Mercury and Emerald looked at their mistress who just shrugged.

"I find burnings far more enjoyable." Meanwhile the beacon kids were whispering amongst themselves.

"I don't think I like this Jaune." Pyrrha sighed out.

"You think?" Weiss asked curiously and skeptically.

"I think he's alright." Nora stated nonchalantly. "You gotta have a passion for something, right?" Then a hand came out of nowhere for a high five and Nora delivered. She didn't realise it was Tyrian's hand.

After a quick moment of silence Yang spoke. "Well it was fun talking to you, but me and Ruby have to talk about girl stuff. Far away from you." She said as she grabbed Ruby by the wrist and dragged her off. Jaune shrugged and walked off.

"Yeesh, what a couple of weird characters."

"Hypocrisy!" Ruby shouted. Her friends gave her odd looks before Weiss spoke up.

"Wow. I'm surprised you know that word."

"Give her some credit Weiss-cream. My sister's goofy, not dumb." Yang chuckled causing Ruby to groan a bit.

Jaune had decided to do some walking around and get acquainted with a bit of the school. He noticed many diffrent types of children there. All potential playthings. He couldn't do anything too heinous, but he could at least do some mean spirited pranking later. After about thirty minutes of walking he heard a loud boom. 'My fun senses are tingling!' Then he came upon the sight of a familiar red head and a girl in white and very light blue.

"Watch where you're going you dunce!" Weiss yelled even as the ground smoked. "Don't you know how expensive and dangerous Dust is?!"

"I-I'm sorry." Ruby said looking quite chastised. Jaune decided to come over and help her up.

"Sorry doesn't cut it! You've could've injured us both and wasted a case of Dust!" She continued to yell and Jaune wasn't pleased with this.

"Hey, instead of yelling our ears off, why not better pack your dust?" Jaune said as he picked Ruby up.

"And who are you?" Weiss asked with an irritated tone.

"Shamus Mcfuck youself. The pleasure clearly isn't mine." Jaune spoke with an odd accent.

"How dare he?" Weiss seethed.

"To be fair, you weren't exactly a bucket of politeness starting off either." Yang said while patting her shoulder. Weiss quickly smacked her hand away.

"That's because of your initial attitude and Ruby's clumsiness!" She replied indignantly. "He doesn't have to be so vulgar either!"

"Psycho Jaune here is definitely more confrontational." Blake said aloud.

"With his supposed demeanor and fighting skills, it's not hard to see why." Ren replied after slurping some tea. Seriously, where are they getting all of this?

"How dare you?! To think this school allows blundering buffons and degenerate vulgarians into its ranks." Weiss rebuked before turning on her heels with a "hmph" and walked off angrily.

"She certainly has a stick up her ass doesn't she? I bet if I gave her something better..." Jaune trailed off as a perverted smile formed on his lips.

"Goodness/Woah now/That's my boy!" Glynda, Mercury, and Yang all said respectively. Glynda was the only one not amused. Weiss' mouth hung agape at that. People decided not to tease her about what had just been said and let her process what had just been said.

"So, you alright lil' red?" Jaune asked as he helped her up.

"Yeah. Thanks for sticking up for me." Ruby said happily. 'At least I didn't totally blunder in the friend department.'

"No problem." Jaune replied as he started walking off while Ruby followed but still looked in the direction of Weiss nervously. "Hey Ruby, do you know where we're going?"

"What? I was following you! Oh no! We can't be late for the opening ceremony! Jaune we gotta hurry!" She said quickly before disappearing in a swirl of wind and roses. Jaune looked around and shrugged.

'I have to say, things turned out a lot more interesting than I expected. Maybe my parents were right about sending me here." He thought as he walked off in the opposite direction. If only he knew that things were just starting off.

The screen faded to black.

"What? Is it over?" Nora asked a bit disappointedly since JNPR wasn't shown.

"Interesting." Ozpin mused. "A psychotic yet beneficial Jaune." Glynda looked at him oddly for a moment. "Judging from where this story was going and noting the similarities and differences between our Jaune and the crazy one, I would say Jaune would turn out to be a good hunter despite his questionable dealings and demeanor. Think about it, So far he isn't shown to kill people out of random, he's spiteful but far from totally malicious, and while his lust for violence is somewhat appalling, it's directed at his enemies. Not random people or friends. So far at least."

"What about the incident with his mother?" Pyrrha asked.

"That's most likely their quirk. Lots of families have them." Tyrian replied from the far side of the room with a smile. While his statement was somewhat agreeable, it didn't help that it came from his mouth.

Then almost everyone's scrolls began to ring. A text saying "everyone shut up and look." appeared on their scrolls. The screen showed a scene of a battered and bloody Jaune standing in front of a cocky Mercury and Emerald inside one of the main halls of Beacon.

"You're quite brave. I have to commend you for making it this far." Emerald said after her clapping ceased. Mercury was just as smug.

"Honestly pal, you should've just stayed with the others." He chuckled. Jaune simply smirked at them as he walked on, not bothered by the duo surrounding him.

"And I have to hand it to you two for going beyond my expectations. You're bigger cowards than I thought you were." Jaune laughed. They both looked confused by that comment.

"Excuse me/How so?" They venomously asked as Emerald unsheathed her weapons and Mercury got into a combat stance.

"Staying behind and ditching your mommy just to commit a horrible suicide." He said then licked the blood from Crocea Mors' blade. "Suicide is the coward's way out."

The scene then cut off completely and the lights in the room came on. The students of Beacon glared at Cinder's minions and they were feeling a bit awkward. Not because of the students necessarily, but also because Neo texted them some death threats. 'Who's side is she on?' They both thought.

"Well that's all for now." The disembodied voice said. "Now it's time for some of you to leave." And just like that, everything went pitch. "Stay tuned my true viewers for other ideas brew within the black pot known as my knoggin and the RWBY cast shall recieve more than just a glimspe into the multiverse. Oh! And if you know where some of my dialogue is inspired from, you win a cookie!"

OMAKE

It was pretty much just a normal day for Jaune Arc. The grass was green, the sky was blue, Port rambled on about killing grimm in a spectacular fashion, and Obleck preferred to be called doctor. However, he noticed his friends seemed to act weird around him. It wasn't anything major, it was subtle. They seemed to be on edge around him, like he was some sort of weirdo or something. He was getting nervous glances and Weiss seemed to be more irritated by his presence than usual. Even Yang seemed to be put off by him, especially when his eyes went to her midsection. That and-

"What the?" He muttered as he looked at his scroll vibrated. He recieved a picture with a text below it. A multicolored girl named Neo sent him a text of her in a dominatrix outfit while inside a medieval dungeon themed room. Below the picture, the text said {Why don't we just skip the pleasantries and get right into the fun?}

After a minute of just standing in the middle of the hallway, with some people looking at him then picture and promptly cheering him on or berating the lack of shame, he let out a thoughtful his most question.

"Who, what, and why?" Who was this person, what are they doing and- "Why is my nose bleeding?"