King: Wow... This got popular fast. That's kind of crazy to think about... Anyway, I feel I should address the idea of requests. Especially for this fic in particular. I'm using this as a dumping/practice ground for defeating any writer's block and get ideas out of my head. If there's any version of Jaune in particular you want to see, I can't really make promises. You can still ask by PM if you really want to see one version in particular (requests by review will be ignored) and if it goes forward, I'll give you credit for the idea. Also, this chapter should make clear I will mess with the source if I want to. That established, let's get going!

Inspiration: Overwatch

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As the screen faded, King popped back into form in front of them. "Do you guys want to take a minute? That one was a little heavy…"

A few of the students were taking some time to dry their eyes but nodded together. They were okay to continue. Ruby raised her hand slightly, "Um… Do you think that we could watch one with a happier ending?"

King floated in silence a moment. When he spoke again, he was somber and a little grim, "No… I don't think I can do that, Ms. Rose." Seeing her disappointment, he explained, "I can't guarantee a 'happy ending' because everyone will see things differently."

"What do you mean?"

"Consider this, a reality where Mr. Arc never goes off to Beacon. He stays in his home town and lives a happy and fulfilled life. Would you say that's a happy end? For Jaune, there would be no doubt. He ends up fulfilled and happy. But for all of you? Could you say you'd be happy seeing a version of life where your paths never crossed? Friendships never formed? Would you all be happy? Or would you all put on a smile no matter how bitter you'd feel?"

Whether they'd admit it or not, he wasn't wrong. Jaune may have been weaker, a bit goofy, and far from smooth, but he was kind. He genuinely wanted to help others. He became a part of their lives and they wouldn't have it any other way. Even Weiss, no matter how annoying he got, wouldn't trade away her friendship with the dork.

King floated in their silence for a few seconds. "Thought so… Sometimes it's just best to let things play as they will." His serious tone fell away, replaced by his usual upbeat speech pattern, "Now! With that downer of a conversation done, let's pick things back up. I'm thinking of adding a few more people to our audience numbers. Anyone here want to bring in someone specific? Speak now before I pick~"

"Really?" Yang folded her arms and started to think. "Hmm… Who would be good for this?"

Blake rolled her eyes, be decided to play along, "It would have to be someone that knows Jaune or they wouldn't really react to what we see."

"Good point. So, who do we know that knows Jaune other than us?"

Weiss's eyes darted about the group for a moment before she took a deep breath, "Perhaps… Neptune?"

Yang and Blake turned toward the heiress. Of the two, Blake was the one that responded, "I guess that makes sense. He and Jaune seem to have had some kind of major interaction during the dance."

Yang nodded, but smirked to the heiress, "Yeah. That's why she brought it up~"

Weiss just huffed and turned her head away from Yang, hiding a slight blush.

King laughed at their display, his magical ball of a body bouncing in the air as he did. "Sounds fine to me! Oh! If we're bringing Neptune, I'm definitely making Sun tag along. Anyone else or should I pick from here?"

The trio turned to the rest of the group. Nora gave an exaggerated shrug. The sentiment behind that seemed to be shared by all involved. They couldn't think of anyone else that would really know Jaune. Well… there was one, but they didn't want that jackass anywhere near them.

King bounced in place a moment, "Alright! Let's get Neptune and Sun here first. Then, I'll go through everyone and pick out a few." After a slight glow, two balls of light flowed out of the larger form of King. One was a bright blue while the other glowed with a golden warmth.

As the blue orb floated through the air and toward the group, Weiss stood up and moved closer to it. It was a mesmerizing hue that made her feel calm. As she reached out, King attempted to warn her of something. Upon contact, the orb popped and Neptune took its place, falling to the ground just in front of Weiss.

Neptune groaned and rubbed his head. Once he took in his displacement, he looked around in shock until he saw Weiss. That calmed him down a little, but he was still a bit stressed given the teleportation. "Hey. What's going on?" Weiss helped him up and pointed toward the shining orb.

Said orb was floating higher above the group. The orb was just above Blake and Yang. Blake turned toward Yang who had a massive grin on her face. "Don't you dare."

Yang jumped up and popped the orb, causing Sun to fall into Blake's lap. Sun took his teleportation rather well, better since the first thin he saw after was Blake. He blinked in confusion, not sure how he got there, "Um… Hi?" Blake forced him to get off and let him sit in the chair next to her.

King floated back to the group, "Okay. So, I've thought it over, and I decided to bring in people over time. This time, I'll bring two more people and bring in more people later. That sound good?"

Sun looked up toward King, "The heck is that thing?"

"I'm right here, guy. And just talked…"

"Okay. Who are you?"

"I'll explain when we have our two new guests." The ball produced two new orbs: one was a light chocolate brown and the other was a copper often seen in ammunition. When the two popped, they revealed Velvet Scarlatina and Coco Adel. "Welcome~! Now, some explanations are in order!"

(One Explanation Later!)

"And that brings us to the now! Any questions~?"

"So… we're just here to watch different versions of Jaune Arc, because you want us to?" Velvet surmised.

"That about sums it up, yes."

Coco nodded, "Alright. Let's get this going then."

"Hang on." Nora popped in between the two, "Why are you two here?"

"What?"

"Well, we had this thing that only people who know Jaune would be brought it. So why are you two here?"

Velvet smiled nervously and started to shrink away. Coco saw her predicament and placed her arm over her friend's shoulders. "Velvet knows Arc, and I know Velvet."

Nora just smiled, "Makes sense~!"

Velvet seemed to calm, but she could feel a pair of eyes on her. A shiver went up her spine, but she couldn't quite tell from where.

King floated among the group, "Alright! Everyone take your seats! Let's get this started~!" The lights dimmed and King disappeared into the darkness as the screen began to glow again.

The first thing they saw was in inside of a Bulkhead airship. Sitting in the side-center area was a familiar head of blonde hair. Jaune was sitting there in a tight, long-sleeve black shirt and black cargo pants. His style was accented by a white bandolier with ammo packs and a pair of combat boots. He was looking downward and tinkering with a rifle.

Coco let out an impressed whistle, "Damn! I have to admit, Arc looks good."

Velvet and Pyrrha were blushing slightly seeing the tight shirt showing off his toned torso.

The pilot leaned to the side and addressed Jaune from the cockpit, "You ready?"

Jaune finished his work and placed the tool on the seat next to him. "Oui. I'm ready." He spoke with an upper Mistrali accent. An accent often associated with romance and culture. It was an accent that would make many a woman swoon if applied correctly.

And they'll be damned if it wasn't working. Velvet blushed hearing that accent for the first time. Pyrrha had heard the accent many times but hearing it from Jaune got to her. Coco fanned herself in an exaggerated fashion. The only ones not effected were Weiss and Nora. Weiss was used to the accent from her time at the corporate parties and Nora laughed hearing it.

They watched the side doors of the ship open and saw as Jaune equipped a gauntlet of some kind. He held his arm outward and a grappling hook flew outward toward the nearby buildings below. "Don't wait up."

"Is that supposed to be a joke? You feel funny now?"

Jaune was silent a moment. "No. I don't." Jaune placed a helmet onto his head with a red visor before he jumped from the ship and started to retract his hook, allowing him to fly toward the rooftops. He landed silently and waited a moment before running along the roofs.

As he ran, his voice over began, "When I was a boy, I had a fear of serpents."

Nora folded her arms looking up to the screen, "Okay… That's kind of random."

Jaune ran along as the voice over continued, "I was told they had no emotion. That their blood was a cold waste of nothingness. But I know the truth."

Jaune fired his grappling hook again and flew up to a higher location. His rifle folded inward, and the barrel extended as the scope popped up from the main body.

Ruby's eyes filled with stars, "Oh my gosh! That's so cool!"

Yang laughed at her sister's reaction. "Seriously, Ruby? That's probably the most mundane weapon transformation we've seen."

"I know! But it's the idea! He shifted from an assault rifle to a sniper rifle! Does it use two ammo reserves or can it utilize the same ammo?!" Ruby went full weapon nerd. "Ooh! I want one!"

"How could you tell what…" Yang caught her question halfway through. "Dumb question. Never mind."

Jaune slowly made for the edge of the roof and kneeled down. Placing the scope in front of his eye, he looked down onto the gathering below. A mass of people all in familiar uniforms of the White Fang.

Sun whistled seeing that. "Looks like he's planning to take out someone in the crowd."

Blake clutched her seat. As much as she hated what the White Fang had become, she could never really come to hate them. She knew they were wrong, but assassination was hardly the answer here!

Jaune's helmet gave off a faint red glow. Looking through his eyes, they saw a mass of red bodies below. One, however, was different. One walked along with a yellow silhouette.

Blake's hold on the chair eased, mostly out of shock. The silhouette was all too familiar. It was someone she never wanted to see again.

Adam Taurus. Leader of the White Fang. The man calling for war among the voices of peace. A man who truly hated humanity and wanted nothing more than the complete eradication of humanity. As he walked out and up to a stage, he raised a hand to silence the crowd. Once they were silent enough to address, he spoke, "Brothers and sisters of the White Fang, it is time to begin our war with the humans!"

As the crowd cheered, Jaune closed his eye to focus down his scope. He centered the crosshairs on Adam's center mass. All it would take is one pull of the trigger. One moment. One shot. One kill.

While the others were of the mind that Jaune was the good guy, Blake felt a variety of emotions. On the one hand, it was likely the best option to take the shot. Adam was too dangerous to be allowed to control the White Fang. His threats would be all too real. On the other hand, that was the thinking that got her into the White Fang in the first place. It was once how she felt about humanity. It was why she ran away from her home and abandoned her parents.

Jaune watched on. A rally calling for death of all humanity? This was well within expectation. Adam was acting like a petulant child, angry for the sake of anger. He allowed himself a slight smirk. He remembered the day Adam took power. He remembered it well. His blood warmed remembering it. The death of Sienna Khan was a momentous day for Adam. But it was special to Jaune. The day one bullet became a thousand. One death traded for a massacre as cool heads were cast in fire. The day Adam hired a human to kill his leader.

Yang froze on her feet, her eyes wide.

Blake looked up at the screen with a similar confused look. "What?"

Here was Adam was calling for war, but the way he barked at his soldiers made it clear he was doomed. Jaune watched as he commanded the White Fang at random. But despite this, plenty of people would rather nip this one in the bud. Now was Jaune's greatest challenge, to kill a revolution he helped start. His smiled thinking about what was to come.

Sun leaned forward a bit, "So, this Jaune is a hired assassin?"

Neptune nodded, "Apparently…"

Jaune waited as Adam ranted to his crowd. He needed this to be as visible as possible. As he waited, however, he increased his chances of being caught.

"Hey!" A White Fang member had walked onto the roof. "You're not supposed to-"

Jaune cut him off by launching the grappling hook in a way that it wrapped around his throat. Pulling the cord tight, the faunas started gasping for air. Jaune pulled the man in and held him under his arm, retuning his hand to the underside of the gun as the cord continued to strangle him. Jaune squeezed the terrorist under his arm, making the faunas convulse in desperation, only to slow over time. Within moments, he was still.

Sun winced, "Brutal."

Jaune looked down his scope and increased the zoom to better see Adam's form. Jaune's finger brushed against the trigger. One shot.

The world moved in slow motion. The bullet launched from the barrel and the camera followed the ballistic round on its path from the barrel toward its target. They watched on as the high caliber bullet made for Adam's head. If it kept its course, it would simply bounce off his mask. Bullet drop and wind resistance made sure to alleviate this. The bullet fell slightly and dug into Adam's neck. Suddenly, the world returned to normal speed for a second as Adam fell backward, his neck destroyed by the bullet. His spine severed, Adam's body went into shock. He felt no pain. He wouldn't feel again.

Ruby shrunk in her chair. It was the first time she'd seen a non-Grimm be so utterly destroyed like that. She shook a little as she watched on. Yang would have covered Ruby's eyes, but she was in an equal state of shock. Everyone was.

Jaune watched as the leader of the White Fang fell to the ground. He watched as the White Fang devolved into chaos that could only caused by a public assassination. Jaune just watched on and smiled, dropping the dead man still under his arm. He pressed a button on his gauntlet and the Bulkhead flew up again.

As he boarded the craft, his voice over returned. "When I was a boy, I used to have a fear of serpents. I was told they had no emotion. That their blood was a cold waste of nothingness. But I know the truth." As he entered the ship, they saw the back of his shirt, adorned with the looping body of a King Taijitu. "The snake does not wait among the blades of grass without emotion. Theirs is not a void formed in apathy. It waits for a single moment, the moment of the kill. Because in that moment, as the life drains from their unsuspecting prey, they never feel more alive."

As the lights rose again, the group remained silent. No one was willing to speak up, as the silence hung over them. No one wanted to believe Jaune could ever do something like that. Even in another dimension, it seemed unreal.

After minutes on end, Sun finally broke the silence, "I really hope their not all like that."