To the head scientist of the imperial headquarters
Dear doctor silo
To address the funding problem, you should be expecting more funding coming your way by the end of this week. But tread carefully, ozpin is getting suspicious on why we are asking so many questions about one of his former students. Admiral trench should be writing to you within the hour to address the protection problem.
Best of luck
General ironwood

Roman Torchwick was one of the most infamous criminals in history, he had evaded the police for years. And has even defeated professional huntsman teams. Roman Torchwick was all those things, but now Roman Torchwick is dead.

The day before

Ruby: let's do something!

The young red reaper was jumping up and down in her teams dorm, to an amused and annoyed team.

Yang: we could go to vale?

The blond bimbo shrugged her shoulders, they had nothing to do the rest of the day. Why not go to the city?

Ruby: yes! And we should invite team jn- I mean NPR!

The young huntress in training smiled sheepishly at her friends not downcast faces. Well almost all her friends. Ever since Jaune had left, the once proud team JNPR had to rebrand into team NPR. A sad remnant of what once was a strong team. After Jaune ran from beacon the team fell into ruin, each blaming themselves. Before anyone could continue this already drespressing conversation, the intercom cut them out of there thoughts.

Intercom: will teams rwby and npr come to ozpin's office? Thanks

Yang: well there goes our plans.

In ozpin's office.

The two teams of hunters in training walk in on a very worried ozpin. Who was looking at his scroll.

Weiss: headmaster?

Said headmaster looked up at the two teams with a terrified look.

Ozpin: I need you to go to the town center and stop a fight. Now!

The teams practically sprint out the door down onto the bulkhead pads. Whatever needed there attention was bad enough for Ozpin to be worried, and to yell at them. Even the bulkhead pilot seemed rattled, driving faster then was usually allowed. And as they reached town center, they figured out why.

Pyyhra: oh my god!!

The town center was in ruins, with destroyed cars and fires spreading everywhere. There was obvious signs of fighting, with slash marks on some of the cars. And a destroyed atlas paladin, seemingly crushed from the inside out. As they traveled farther in, through the destruction, they could hear screaming. They moved farther and farther, until they reached the source of the screaming. Roman torchwick lay on the ground, a man in all black wearing a cracked mask stood above him.

???: I won't ask you again Roman, where is she?

They watched as the once esteemed criminal stood cowering before this man.

Roman: I don't know! She contacts me!

The man ignited a ripping red blade, with 2 shorter ones on the sides. He brought it closer to romans face.

???: not good enough Roman.

Before he could finish the deed a pink and brown blur ran from the tree line and attempted to swing There parasail down at the masked man. But just as Neo brought her blade down she was frozen in mid air, as the man turned to face her with his hand reached out. He tilted his head, showing he was uninterested and unimpressed.

???: the force is strong, but you are not!

He slammed her onto the ground again and again using some weird invisible force. He finally let go of Neo, letting her hit the ground. He turns his attention to Roman.

???: last chance. Tell me where she is, or I kill you.

At these words Roman seems to get some of his confidence back, standing up to the masked man.

Roman: ha! You huntsman are all the same! You won't kill me!

The man in black seems to chuckle at this, and rears his hand back.

???: I'm no huntsman.

He brings to blade down onto romans neck, effectively taking the criminals head off. The man in the mask deactivated his weapon and went to take his helmet off, but stopped just at the base of the helmet and turned to face his unknown audience.

???: FACE MY COWARDS!

Team rwby and npr walk from the tree line, all taking there weapons out. The masked man stumbles back, seemingly shocked. He then stabs back up straight and reaches for his helmet. 

Weiss: hey! Stop that!

The man continued his path and took his helmet off. It split it two and opened with a snap hiss.

Pyyhra: oh my god!

Staring at them was a man with brown and blond hair and one bright blue eye, and another bright yellow one. He had a scar going down his left eye and a smile on his face. This was Jaune arc

Jaune: hello friends.

Pyyhra attempted to get near Jaune, reaching out for him. And at first it seemed that Jaune reaches out too, until his hands went to his head, as he fell to his knees. Weiss took this opportunity to go up and scold the ark, getting her weapon and putting it to his neck.

Weiss: Jaune arc! I always knew you were a killer!

Jaune shoves Weiss away and gets up, preparing to leave, but is stopped by Weiss once again.

Weiss: I'm taking you in! You'll answer for your crimes!

Yang: hey ice queen! Calm down! Jaunes done nothing!

Jaune grabs a smoke bomb, and holds it in the palm of his hand.

Pyyhra: Jaune! We've missed you so much!

Jaune feels saddened by these words, as he prepares to throw his smoke bomb down.

Jaune: forgive me, Pyyhra.

He throws the bomb down and runs into the city, leaving a disoriented teams of hunters behind him. He makes his way to an alley where he collapses.

Dreamscape

A man in a tattered cloak with a red and white mask stood before Jaune. His body seemingly desinjgrating in some places. This was Darth Nilius

Nilius: welcome food.