Okay guys, so this is a fic I wanted to do for awhile, its sort of an Earth/Band of brothers xover. Plus, I really enjoy stories where Jaune is sent to Earth, and brought back. So i figured I would try my hand at it.

Only problem is trying to write this first chapter sucked...Mostly because almost everyone has set up their displacement stories in so many ways, what else can I do? Plus, this isn't the part of the story I want to work with, so writing this first chapter was boring and all I wanted to do was get it out of the way.

So for now, this is an experiment, if you guys want to read more, leave a review or a message, and I'll see what I can do.

Jaune took a long drag from his lucky strike. Another day, another hell hole. How long had he been here? A year? A month? It was hard to tell. Ever since he graduated basic training and they sent him to Camp Toccoa to become a paratrooper, he had lost track of time. How did he get here you ask? Well the truth of the matter was he didn't really know.

It all started one day when he was trying to help Weiss with her dust experiment. He may have been trying to help in hopes that she would actually give him the time of the day. But in reality, he knew that was a useless endeavor. Why did he bother trying with a woman who wouldn't give him the time of day? Well, maybe it was because he thought she was hot. Which in all honesty, she was, but damn he should have known better. But he was getting off topic. How did that land him in his current predicament?

Well…..lets just say Weiss asked him for a vial of dust, and when he went to go get the case, he picked up a crystal that she had labeled as 'Untested'. And the dumbest thing happened. Due to his clumsy nature. He tripped and somehow the dust crystal activated, and he found himself here. On this planet.

Seem like a rushed explanation? Well in reality there was no other way to explain it. It was scary as hell at first. One moment you're in Vale studying at one of the most prestigious Huntsman academies. And the next you find yourself in an unknown city in an unknown world. Of course, he didn't know that at the time.

He looked around for hours trying to find anything that looked familiar. But the more he looked around, the more and more confused he got. What was that giant statue holding the torch? Who were these people living on the streets? What kind of flag was flying from those buildings? It was scary. He had no idea where he was, and he knew it wasn't a dream. And to top it all off, people looked at him like he was the crazy one. Like a guy who had lost his marbles because he was going around wearing armor. And that was another THING!

Crocea Mors was gone, he had no idea where it had gone. But it must have been back home at Beacon. So not only was he alone in this new place, but he had no scroll, no wallet, no food, and the only clothes he had were what he came in. In other words, he was all alone and had no where to go. So he did the only thing he could do, he tried to survive.

He tried to find a job, but that was difficult. Turns out this country was going through a 'Great Depression' and people were out of work, prices were low, everyone was living on the streets. Jaune couldn't have picked a worse time to be displaced. A few days went by, he was starving. There was no work, he had no money, and he was out of ration bars. So he knew what he had to do, and he didn't like it.

He was forced to steal. He stole from grocery stores, local butchers, anyplace he could find food. If there was one advantage to having Aura, it made him faster and harder to catch. But then again, that led to his….current predicament.

One day he was off trying to do another job. Nothing big, just enough to get some food in his belly. He only tried to steal enough food for one day at a time. Afterwards he would retreat to his shack in Hooverville. Overall, it wasn't a great life. In fact his whole life sucked. But what else could he do? He couldn't find a way back home, he couldn't find a job, what other choice did he have but to end up a thief?

But then it all went wrong, the owner was still at the store that night. And he immediately called the police. Which resulted in Jaune doing the only thing he could do. Run away and hope he didn't get caught. And in reality, he actually didn't get caught. At least by the police that is.

To hide from them, he ran into a different building. And that building happened to be the recruiting office for the US Army. Next thing Jaune knew, he was talking to a recruiter who was offering him a chance to get off the streets. Told him if he tried out for 'Airborne' then he could get paid a few extra bucks a month. Jaune, not having any other choice, took it.

And now here he was, part of the 506th Infantry regiment of the 101st Airborne, Screaming Eagles. Needless to say, he never expected this.

"Hey Arc, come on, we're moving." One of his buddies said as Jaune sighed.

"Yeah….moving." Jaune put his helmet back on and slung his rifle.

Well…..back to work.

He had given up hope on getting back home….

But…

He still hoped that he could at least make it out of here alive.

In Remnant

It had been a few months since the disappearance of Jaune Arc. No one knew what happened. All they knew was that he landed on a dust crystal, there was a huge flash of light, and next thing anyone knew he was gone. But Weiss insisted that the particular crystal he set off was non lethal and was still in the testing stages, whatever It was, it couldn't have been explosive. More importantly, if it was lethal, they would have found something, remains of blood, bone, flesh, but there was nothing. The only thing that was left behind was his weapon. And there were no burn marks on the blade, so obviously, he didn't go out in a ball of fire.

But that still begged the question, where did he go? There were search parties out looking for him. But they couldn't find any trace. And the Vytal Festival was right around the corner, and his team was worried sick.

"Where could Jaune have gone?!" Nora was so worried she wasn't even eating her pancakes, she was just poking them with her fork.

"I don't know." Ren honestly couldn't say more than that.

While he had a gut feeling that Jaune was still alive, trying to find him was a completely different story. He asked Weiss if she could possibly find a way to reverse the effects using that dust that was untested, but that hadn't yielded any results yet. She didn't understand why the crystal he fell on had that effect, and she was starting to think it was Arc's rotten luck. But….after seeing Rubys face….and especially Pyrrha's she was not going to give up until she found out where Arc was.

"I hope he's alright." Pyrrha hadn't stopped worrying since it happened.

All she remembered from that day was that there was a panic among Team RWBY, and that nobody could tell her what had happened. And after she had learned the truth, she spent the rest of that day trying to find him. At first she thought it was nothing serious, maybe it was just a blowback dust that just blew him out the window and into the courtyard or something like that, but as eveyrone scoured Beacon for any signs of him, everyone got more and more confused.

Where was he?

Nobody knew…

And it was scary…

He had been gone for months now.

Where was he? And was he coming back?