Disclaimer: Obviously I do not own Rwby

Welcome to a new chapter. This time the chapter will be fully written from Jaspers Pov but it won't focus on him. Instead, this chapter will have Ozpin as a focus. After all, I did make clear that he was still around so I figured that I should show a bit more about him. I will do so with other characters like Ren, Nora, and Cardin (just like the story of how Jaune lost his leg) in later chapters as well.

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Beacon at night was truly a wonderful sight. That is what Jasper thought while he took his slow stroll along the school grounds. Technically he wasn't supposed to be out so late at night but what the teachers didn't know wouldn't make them give him detention... again. When he walked past the statue in the front yard he could suddenly another figure standing right in front of it, Ozpin.

''Fuck.''

He needed to get quickly away from here before Ozpin discovered him.

''I know that you are here.''

So much for that, slowly he made his way over to Ozpin.

''How did you notice me?''

Ozpin took a quick look at which student it was he had caught, before giving a slight chuckle.

''When not trying to get noticed it helps to stay silent.''

''You heard that?''

Another chuckle.

''I am a man of many talents, mister Schnee.''

Jasper let out a sigh.

''I suppose I can't convince you to just let me go?''

Ozpin looked down at him for a short while before finally giving a kind smile.

''Well, I guess I still owe you one from that thing with the photo.''

Right, the photo, awkward.

''Ehm right, anyways, have a nice night professor.''

''And to you.''

Jasper wanted to go, he really wanted to but his curiosity just didn't allow him.

''If you allow me one more question?''

Ozpin nodded.

''Certainly.''

''Why are you out here?''

Ozpin stayed silent for almost half a minute, it looked like he had some internal struggle. Finally he spoke up again.

''Do you know who this statue shows?''

Jasper nodded, of course he knew.

''That is Pyrrah Nikos, right? She was dads partner and when Beacon fell she heroicly stayed behind to stop the ones responsible but died in the end. After Beacon was rebuilt they made a statue of her to honor that sacrifice.''

''Did your father tell you about her?''

''Just a bit. Most of what I know about her I know from uncle Ren and aunt Nora but I know that dad knows that they tell me.

Ozpin took one more careful look at him.

''Did they also tell you that it was my fault she died?''

That was news to him, no one had ever told him anything like that.

''How do you mean that, sir?''

''She wouldn't have stayed were it not for the expectations on her. Expectations I laid upon her. That was the only reason she decided to stay and die.''

''But she saved so many people, because of her hundreds of other could survive. Sure, it was tragic but her death had a purpose.''

Hearing Jasper words Ozpin just let out a sad chuckle.

''Nothing more than dreams and wishful thinking my boy. The truth is that her death was pointless. Beacon had already fallen, there was nothing left to protect, no reason to continue the fight. She died achieving nothing.''

Jasper couldn't believe the words he was hearing.

''But then why do the stories-''

''-speak of how much she achieved? Because that is how stories work, they rarely tell things like they actually happened. And it certainly helps you feel better about her death doesn't it?''

''But that is so wrong.''

''Is it? The people need heroes to look up to after all. No need to burden them with the ugly facets.''

''Does that mean that all the stories about mom and dad are wrong as well?''

''I wouldn't call them wrong exactly. A few things were left out and they were portrayed more flawless then they actually are... were, but for the most part they are true. They are certainly what you would call heroes, definitely more so than me.''

Jasper knew that tone, he had heard it from his father before.

''But weren't you the one leading the fight against Salem? Weren't you chosen by the brothers themselves to save this world?''

The moment he mentioned the brothers he could see Ozpins face twist in disgust.

''Yeah, a savior for the gods. Given the task to kill my own wife for two beings that can't even be bothered to properly look after what they themself have created. Forced to life on forever through taking the lives of others. Truly I have been blessed.''

Okay, this was definitely over his head but now that Ozpin had stopped it did not seem as if he wanted to stop.

''Look at me and tell me, who do you see?''

What the hell was up with that question?

''I see you, headmaster.''

''His name was Oscar. Such a honest boy, he really deserved a better life, a longer one.''

He really didn't like where this was going.

''What do you mean?''

''The gods were not even nice enough to simply make me immortal. They forced me to take over some random person each time I die. Oh, at first it all seemed good, learn to coexist will all different kind of peoples and grow through experiencing life together with them. I was, of course, scared to stop being who I was but I decided to face it head-on nonetheless. But that wasn't what happened. My personality was simply too strong for my hosts, gradually they all faded, leaving behind only me with a few more memories. Every day, every hour, his being gradually faded away more and more until he was finally fully gone.''

The silence that followed was heavy. Jasper had no clue how to react to what he had just heard. None of this was ever said in all the stories.

''D-does that mean if you die, that you will, you know...''

''Take over another person?''

Jasper silently nodded.

''Luckily no. Salem is dead, your mother made sure of that. The brothers 'gracefully' decided that humanity deserved to continue living before leaving our world for the last time and freeing me from my curse. This body will be my last.''

''Does it scare you?''

Jasper question managed to surprise Ozpin

''Does what scare me?''

''To die for real. I mean, if you lived for so long can you really accept dying for real?''

''Yes. I know for someone as young as you it might sound strange but with time you grow tired of living. I have lived so many lives, lost so many loved ones, it is time I finally join them.''

Well, that wasn't depressing at all. Jasper wondered if he should maybe tell someone how Ozpin was feeling, maybe his father? Ozpin seemed to be able to read his thoughts, because he followed up with a small smile on his lips.

''Don't worry, I fully plan to make the most out of the years I have left in this body. I simply have no desire to continue on afterward. You parents know that, as do their friends, this is not the first time I am having a talk like that.''

''It isn't?''

''No, a long time ago I had a similar talk with Jaune and Ruby. It was shortly before the final battle against Salem, they were worried about me.''

Jasper gulped, he wasn't sure if his next question was crossing a line.

''Did you still love her? Salem I mean, she was your wife wasn't she, even if she turned evil.''

''... I did, still do. You must understand that there is more to a story than just black and white. She wasn't evil, she was just fed up with the gods, she wanted them to pay for their actions.''

''And you don't?''

''I'd be lying if I said yes. I am not sure if they just thought us as worthless or if they truly didn't know better. But that is all just speculation and doesn't change what they did.''

''Then why did you fight against her?''

Ozpin let out a tired sigh.

''At first I didn't. But what happened left its marks on us and she was not able to take it, something in her broke. She stopped caring about how humanity would end up as long as she just managed to kill the gods. I simply couldn't allow that, no matter how much it pained me to stand against her.''

Suddenly Ozpin looked as if he suddenly remembered something important.

''That is right, you asked why I was out here, didn't you?''

That took Jasper by surprise.

''I mean, I guess that I did ask that.''

''To offer a prayer to those that died.''

Jasper once again felt uncomfortable.

''I see... that is very nice of you.''

Suddenly Ozpin started to laugh, it did sound amused.

''Forgive me, you probably didn't want to hear an old mans sob story didn't you?''

Jasper flinched, it was not like he was wrong.

''Don't worry, I can understand you, who wants to listen to some old man rambling. You just reminded me so much of your parents that I felt as if I could tell you. But I won't keep you longer anymore, enjoy the rest of your night.''

''Thank you sir, I will.''

And with those words, Jasper turned around and made his way to the dorms. He was already almost out of hearing range when he opened his mouth again.

''For what it's worth, I think that you are a hero professor and so do my parents.''

And with that, he was gone.

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''For what it's worth, I think that you are a hero professor, and so do my parents.''

Ozpin had not expected Jasper to say any more but he was thankful for the words nonetheless.

''It's worth more to me then you may think my boy.''

He spent a few more minutes in front of the statue to finish his prayers before leaving as well. Casually making his way back to the school he mused about the view that showed itself to him. Beacon truly looked beautiful at night.

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And that was it for this chapter.

I decided to write this chapter because I simply felt that the poor man deserves some closure.

Hell, I still do not understand why they all were angry at him in canon. I mean seriously, they just learned what he all had to go through and get angry because why exactly? Because he didn't tell them private stuff about his own life they didn't really have any business knowing except if he wanted them to? Or because him not telling them that Salem was immortal because he already experienced people turning away from him and losing hope upon hearing of that fact(not stated but implied to have happened)? They all act as if Ozpin did this big bad thing without ever stating what bad thing he even did and it annoys me.

Anyways, that was it for my small rant. I do not really have much more to say about this chapter except that the next one will be another flashback chapter like the third one.

As always every review is welcome. Also every kind of tip you might have to improve my writing. I am still a beginner after all and that becomes especially apparent in longer stories like this. I mean, it is also noticeable in my One-shots but longer stories like this make any flaws in the writing more obvious.

Also for whoever cares about any of my other stories, I did notice a few mistakes and lines that need to be changed in many of them and will take myself the time to correct that tomorrow.

This chapter has not been beta read yet.