(A/N): Hey everyone! Tor here, just here to say hi before this thing kicks off. I've got a lot of ideas I want to play around with, and a lot of universes I want to see Jaune in. If you happen to have a suggestion about which franchises Jaune could be part of, send me a message or leave a comment! I was inspired to write this from animegamer89's 'Into the Arc-Hive', so go check them out! They write really well. Without further ado, here we go!

"Who's ready for movie night?" Yang asked. Though, perhaps yelled would be more accurate. "Because I sure as hell am!"

"Yang, language!" Weiss scolded her, while Blake ignored them both and Ruby tied the laces on her boots. All of them were getting ready to go on what Ruby liked to call a "team bonding exercise" A.K.A. going to the movie theater. It was something that they did at least once a month when they could if homework and Miss Goodwitch were willing. Yang and Weiss continued to bicker in the background as Ruby hopped up to her feet, skipping over to where Blake laid on her bed, reading a book. "Well?" she asked.

One of Blake's eyebrows rose without her ever turning from her book, the question evident. Some people might have thought that rude but Ruby understood. Kinda. It was just the way Blake was.

"Are you excited for the movies, Blake?" She asked with a bright smile. Blake dogeared the page she was reading and set her book down, standing and stretching before answering.

"Yes, actually. I've heard about a lot of interesting movies going on."

Ruby felt a sudden weight on her shoulders as her sister caught her off guard, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close. Yang's fist came down and rubbed the top of Ruby's head as she struggled desperately but ineffectually. "How do you manage to hear any rumors, Blake? You don't even hang around other people!"

"Well, Yang, it's usually easier to hear things when you aren't talking all the time," Blake said, watching with some amusement at the two sisters. Yang grinned at her, taking Blake's jab in stride.

"Ooh, feisty! Kitten has claws!" There was a collective groan from the other members of team RWBY at Yang's horrible pun. Using that moment of distraction, Ruby finally managed to get free, hair significantly more frazzled than it was before. She tried to tug it down as best she could, but gave up when it was clear she was only going to be able to do so much to flatten it down back to where it should be.

"Everyone ready?" Ruby asked. The other girls nodded their assent. "Alright, let's go!" she cheered, racing to the door and flinging it open, stepping out into the hallway, her teammates close behind.

Except... it wasn't a hallway anymore.

"What the-?" Ruby gasped.

They had somehow entered into what seemed to be a large antechamber or reception area. The room's floor was made of marble, the walls sported no windows, but was made of dark wood and far enough apart that it would be able to fit two of Beacon's dorm rooms side by side. There were plain wooden doors placed regularly along the walls, each with no discernible markings or special attributes. The ceiling stretched high above them, supported by stone pillars that were engraved and highlighted with gold. Far down the room to their left, they saw large metal double doors with golden curved handles.

As all of team RWBY slowly stepped into the room, they heard the door behind them click shut. They whirled around and Yang tried to open it again, being the nearest to it. When it wouldn't budge she tried to force it open, but no matter how much she struggled, the door never looked any closer to opening. The sound of a door opening had them whirling around. Out of it stepped Professor Ozpin and Professor Goodwitch. Goodwitch's hand went for her crop, but it was no longer holstered to her side. Ozpin glanced around, a mug of coffee in his hand. "How curious," he commented mildly. "This is not my office."

Team RWBY rushed over to them. "Professor Goodwitch, Headmaster Ozpin!" Weiss exclaimed as they approached the two professors. "Where are we? What is this place?"

Ozpin and Goodwitch shared a glance before the combat teacher replied. "I'm afraid we don't know, miss Schnee. Remain calm, however. I'm sure we'll be able to figure everything out."

"That's right, since I'm gonna explain everything to you!" a new voice, filled with cheer and having a slight accent to it, caused them all to turn to confront the new speaker. They saw an older man in front of them, smiling at them warmly. His face and skin were lightly tanned and his cheeks were adorned with a few freckles. Straight dark brown hair, almost black, sat atop his head neatly, combed carefully into place. Smile lines framed his mouth and white teeth winked at them. He was nearly six feet tall and wore overalls along with a plain white shirt. The man strode towards them, hand outstretched to Professor Ozpin. "I'm the Librarian, and I'm here to guide you all on a tour full of wonder!" Ozpin, after a moment of reluctance, returned the gesture with a firm grip.

"If you are the Librarian, would I be able to presume that we are in a Library?" he asked. The Librarian's grin grew wider.

"You're allowed to presume anything, Ozpin, but yes, you are in the Library," the odd man turned around and stepped towards the set of double doors at the end of the room. "Before I can tell you anything else, allow me to give you the full tour of the place!" He opened one of the doors and gestured towards the room that lay within. Team RWBY shuffled nervously while Ozpin and Goodwitch shared a glance. He nodded subtly at her, taking the lead.

"Come along, students, this promises to be intriguing." They followed behind him as Professor Goodwitch followed them at the rear of the group. Weiss and Blake recognized what they were doing, forming a protective formation around them. The group all entered the room the Librarian gestured to, gasping at what they saw.

"Welcome to the Multiverse Library!"

At first, the room seemed to be rather plain and dimly lit. The floor was carpeted dark maroon and had a decline that started a few feet from the door, with 4 rows of 12 comfortable-looking chairs in front of them. Directly in front of them on a small platform on the decline was a strange device that had several slots in one side and what appeared to be a lens facing to the front of the room. The wall immediately in front of them was made of plaster that had been painted a black color and had a large white screen that appeared to be installed directly into the wall. To their left and right, there were no walls. Instead, there were rows upon rows of what appeared to be shelves extending endlessly into the darkness, further than they could see. The shelves also were so tall that they extended well into the sky and that is when they noticed that there wasn't a ceiling in the room. Small flashes and twinkles of light played at the edges of their vision when they looked up into the sky. Blake approached one of the shelves. On individual stands, there were what appeared to be tablets made of some sort of crystal. Each crystal was a flat box that was the size of an average length book, and each crystal tablet had colors inside the center. All tablets had a yellow glow in their core, but some also had another color that was mixed in while remaining distinct. She saw some had different shades of red, white, or pink. Most of the tablets she saw had a mixed core of yellow and purple, which struck her both as odd and making some sort of weird sense to her. She returned to the group as the Librarian also stepped into the room, spreading his arms wide in a grand gesture.

"Here lies records of all known variants of the multiverse, all following one singular person."

Ozpin curved a single eyebrow, regarding the man before them more critically. Professor Goodwitch looked slightly bemused, a slight tilt to her head. Most of team RWBY was equally if not more confused. "Wait, what do you mean by multiverse?!" Weiss cried. "That doesn't make any sense! How could there be more than one universe?" The Librarian turned towards her, smile widening.

"Exactly what it sounds like, miss. The multiverse is functionally infinite, an ever-growing web of decisions, events, tragedies, and joys. It-"

Now Glynda interrupted the man, a frown having formed on her face. "Wait a minute. How could this 'multiverse' be infinite? Nothing can be infinite."

The Librarian shrugged. "I said functionally infinite. There isn't an infinite number of universes. But every time a significant decision is made, one that changes the course of someone's life, a new universe is created. Now, as I was saying," he added, shooting Professor Goodwitch a very patient look. "This Library is one of many Libraries. Each time a significant change happens in the course of the life of one Jaune Arc, a new record is created here, to be archived by me. And now you've been brought here by the Author for a once in a lifetime opportunity!" He gestured widely again, smiling at them. "You get to view some of these archives until the Author has decided you've seen enough! Any questions, kids?"

Professor Ozpin cleared his throat. The Librarian turned to him, gesturing for him to ask his question. "Who is this Author? Am I to believe you're referencing a-"

"God?" the Librarian finished. "No, not exactly. The Author is the one who has penned these universes, but he isn't a God per se. More a being who is interested in creating as much as he can."

The professor's eyebrows came together in a befuddled expression. "I'm sorry, but does the Author pen these universes or does he just record what happens? That doesn't seem very clear to me."

"Yes," came the simple reply. Ozpin sipped from his mug.

"I don't suppose you'd care to say more about the subject?"

"Nope," The Librarian said, emphasizing the 'p' with a popping sound. Ozpin sighed in response. The strange man known as the librarian turned to address everyone gathered around him. "Now," he said. "Are there any more questions before we get started?" Ruby meekly raised her hand, and the Librarian chuckled and pointed to her. "Yes, young miss?"

Lowering her hand, Ruby clasped them in front of her, swaying side to side. "So, every crystal-slab-thing here is an entire universe about Jaune?" The Librarian nodded.

"Yes, though that isn't to say that Jaune Arc is always the main focus of the story. Sometimes he's a supporting character, sometimes he's the lead, sometimes he's the villain. He's been maimed in some, rewarded in others, betrayed in others still. There are as many representations of Jaune Arc as there are stars in the night sky. The same goes for all of you. Each of you has your own Library handled by a Librarian like me. Now, everyone come and sit down. The chairs are comfortable, I assure you." As they moved to do so, the Librarian stopped Blake. "Go ahead and pick out a record for us to view, miss. Just walk right up and take one down, just be careful not to drop it. Wouldn't want any cracks to appear. Oh, and," he winked at her. "Make sure it's a good one."

Blake nodded and grabbed one that had a mixed core of yellow and a lighter lavender color. Bringing it to the man, she went to join her team at their seats as he turned around and fiddled with the machine behind them.

"Now, without further ado... Let us begin."

The lights dimmed and the watched in anticipation as a short countdown appeared.

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