The ships are gonna be a problem. Enjoy!

Velvet and Ruby were having a pretty bad day. One of their best friends (AND CRUSH-) had just gone missing. And EVERYONE, knew why.

The abuse the students had done to him.

The neglect the teachers showed him.

The actions they all had done to him.

Jaune Arc, a brave and kind student.

Jaune Arc, the smart leader and quick thinker.

Jaune Arc, the one who they had betrayed. 

But it wasn't Velvet and Ruby who were suffering the most, their emotions were nothing compared to the shitstorm the real bullies went through. When the assumed death of Jaune spread around the school, even with the teachers strictly forbidding the students to talk about him, they still gossiped and whispered to each other about the news. 

Team RWBY wasn't as happy and go-lucky as usual, being one of the main tormentors of Mr. Arc, they felt extremely guilty for their actions. 

Ruby, the happiest (and loudest) of the bunch, was extremely quiet during lectures, not mumbling to the nearby students, not gawking at the gun melee hybrids, not even eating cookies loudly. Silently, she chomped on cookies, hoping to get rid of the lump in her throat. It was true that Ruby Rose had not bullied him, but she was still a bystander, watching the real bullies hurt her cru- friend.

Weiss was a... difficult one, even after the huntsman in training disappeared, she refused to believe that he was dead, and it was her fault. It was until they found blood stains which were confirmed to by that of Arc's did she realise what she had done. She didn't deserve to be the heir of the Schnee Dust Company, she didn't deserve to be in this school, she didn't deserve to have the luxury she grew up with as a kid, she didn't deserve anything. She was a "little shit that I'd be glad to see hanged in the middle of Atlas." Stated Velvet, which had surprised her team and everyone around her. And deep down in Weiss' heart, she knew that she was right. Weiss Schnee, had just become like her father.

At a young age, Blake had been taught that violence was not an answer. Her mother and father supported this idea, despite being treated like trash by humans, they believed in equality for both. "Both races should have equal education and rights, but they should also have equal punishments for their crimes, if a faunas kills a human, they should receive the same sentence as one who had killed a faunas." This was something that Ghira Belladonna, the original leader of the White Fang, had stated during an interview with Vale news reporters. Blake had listened to them, never inflicting violence unless needed to. But of course, she still didn't help Jaune during his time of need, sometimes, she'd see him drop something or trip, and call him out on it. "Stupid..." She'd mutter, not realising he heard that. Of course, whether it be emotional abuse, physical abuse, or mental abuse, it was still abuse. Blake had gotten into Jaune's head, with her harsh remarks and stares. He knew Blake hated him, but Blake never knew. Now, no matter how many books she read, it still couldn't drown out the thoughts of the Beacon student dying, whispering his team's name one last time, before perishing. She always had nightmares like that.

Yang, oh the worst of the bunch, had been hit with a truckload full of guilt. The physical pain she had inflicted on him to "Make him stronger" had only weakened his physical and mental state. Those punches weren't just filled with strength, they were filled with rage, hatred, anger. Jaune's Aura had always been fucked up in the evening, due to the beating he had received from her. There were times where she thought her actions were wrong, and they were, but she just decided to drown the reasonings with reasons to beat Jaune.

All in all, RWBY was like a family that had just lost a member. Of course, not like (J)NPR.

The entirety of team (J)NPR were in shambles, with their leader gone, their team spirit had lowered by a great margin, easily being shown throughout the days.

"Nora, the loud, talkative, food devouring girl was not eating much food as before. She never ate more than one plate, of course, this wouldn't have satisfied her stomach, but even when Ren tried to get her to eat more, she would always push the second plate away from her, usually mumbling "I'm not hungry" while staring at her first empty plate. Nora did this because she thought of it as a punishment for her actions, how she treated her own friend, her own leader. And at night, she would shed a tear, as she lay hungry on her sheets, feeling guilty for her actions.

Pyrrha admired Jaune, a lot. From his kind hearted attitude, to his will to protect, Jaune Arc was one of the kindest boy's she had ever met. He treated her not as a celebrity, or with more amount of respect than anyone else, but as an equal. And while he was weak, Pyrrha still loved him, funny, isn't it? Because once she found out about his faked transcripts, she took a full 180. *OOF* ain't loyal. 

"Ren... a boy who's semblance was to calm others, perfect for avoiding those creatures called 'grimm'. He was close to Jaune, just like his team and RWBY, until that day. Ignoring him, Ren did not see the pain in Jaune Arc's eyes. Eyes filled with betrayal and distraught, only when the boy landed here did Ren notice the flaw in himself. 

So why Notch, why choose such a weak boy, such a boy is not capable of ever stooping to Steve's or Alex's level... That man is filled with false hope, thinking that someone like him can defeat me. Well let's see about that." A man resembling Steve viewed a screen, watching the old replays of Jaune's past. Overlooking the scenes that had transpired in Beacon Academy, in a world he had never been in before. His white, lifeless eyes, squinted. The coldness of his heart was washed over with a wave of fire. Smashing the nether brick table in front of him, he walked down a giant corridor, massive pillars supporting the roof's weight. 

Herobrine, adorned with netherite armour, stood atop the highest level of the castle, staring at his army. "Jaune Arc and Notch will never stand against me. The thought of them, losing, seeing their dead cold eyes as they fall, it gives me great pleasure." Herobrine stared directly at the screen. Directly, at you.

"This will be fun, reader."

"Won't you agree?"

Jaune curiously read through each page, understanding most of the words and flipping pages. 

I'm guessing you were chosen by Notch too, huh? Well, if that's the case, it seems that he's found another worthy warrior, heh, and I thought I was the only one. 

When I awoke in this world, Notch told me I couldn't leave, he didn't have the power to, which is stupid, that's when he told me about the end. A place in which a portal lies. By going through that portal, you will be able to leave, as I was told.

I might as well tell you more about the world first, since you probably aren't even close to a stronghold. 

Jaune looked through each page, fascinated at all the illustrations this 'Steve' had done. The drawings of different mobs fascinated him. An entire encyclopedia of information about this world stuck in a big book. 

Jaune was gonna read more until, he smelled a whiff of fire and smoke. Running outside, he went up his tree house/ watch tower. His widened in shock as he saw the village on fire. "It's a raid!" Quickly digging through his chest, he took some items that would help him in his fight. 

+1 Iron Sword- Dmg 6
Durability: 68%

x 10 Pork chops- 4Hlth

+1 Shield
Durability: 45%

x45 Cobblestone

+1 Iron Pickaxe
Durability: 20%

x30 Arrows

+1 Bow 
Durability: 34%

Quickly equipping his Iron armor, Jaune ran through the forest, his armor shining in the dark. Trampling over a few flowers, Jaune could see the orange and yellow light getting bigger and bigger. As he got closer, he could see the houses being burnt down, villagers screamed as they were cut down by illagers. 

Ron happily planted more carrots as his and his friends' houses were burnt down. "Doo doo doo doo doo..." 

An illager snuck behind him, preparing to kill him in a single swipe. 

*SHINK!*

"NYEHH!:

As Jaune pulled the sword out of the mob's body, the illager disappeared in a Smokey cloud, just like how every other mob did. 

+1 Crossbow!

"Ah! Shawn, hello there!" Greeted Ron

"ITS *BLOCK!* JAUNE!" Blocking a few arrows sent his way, Jaune quickly built a cobblestone wall. "Stay here." Rolling out of cover, Jaune sprinted towards the remaining Illagers. 

After a few kills, there was only one hostile mob left, an illager captain, "hauggghh." The captain glared at Jaune and vice versa. Both let out a war cry before initiated combat
Both weapons clashed with one another.

Sparks flew everywhere, like little yellow fireworks. Iron met Iron, fists met fists. Jaune blocked An incoming attack from his left, the force pushed Jaune to the right, using this momentum, he spun around and used the built energy from his spin to give his sword enough power to cut through the illager. Giving one last cry before turning to steam.

Effect: Bad Omen, everytime you visit a village, there will be another raid. Can be cured with milk.

Effect: Hero of the village, after protecting a village from raiders, you will receive this effect. You will be given discount prices. 

As Jaune read the information on his screen, the bright sun coloured the sky red and orange, marking a new day. "Yay! We've been saved by- wait where is he?" The surviving villagers looked around, all they saw was a trail of footsteps, small drops of blood lay beside them.

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To honour Jaune Arc, a small memorial was built for him. His family and friends visited it, placing colourful flowers next to his grey and silver stone plaque.  

A certain rabbit knelt down In front of the memorial, placing orange and green coloured flowers next to the stone plaque, finding it slightly difficult finding a good spot due to the vast amounts of flowers already there.

Reading the message engraved into the silver plate, massive amounts of guilt dug into her back, Lying on her back, she looked at the night sky, hundreds of stars visible to her. "H-hey Jaune... Been a while huh? I know I've said this before but, I'm really sorry, for not standing up for you, even after all you did for me. I'm sorry, maybe you don't want me here." Velvet whispered softly, gazing at each constellation in the universe. With a big pause, and an even bigger sigh, she spoke again. "Jaune I... you... It's really hard to say this." Velvet sheepishly chuckled to herself, before continuing. "You know how we used to always talk to each other? Y'know... before the incident? Yeah, I never had the chance to say this. But, I... I love-"

"Velvet?" Ruby Rose stood in front of Velvet's lying body, her cape flowing in the cold breeze. 

"Ru... by?"

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Today was an awfully good one for Jaune, collecting a few ender pearls and freeing some iron golems in illager bases. 

Bringing them to his upgraded home, he let them roam around the house. 

After entering the mineshaft, Jaune wandered deeper and deeper into the cave, killing a few slimes and slicing through cobwebs. Despite the thick and dark tension surrounding the cave, Jaune walked more and more. 

After a few days of non stop mining, Jaune had found diamonds.

Jaune's dark blue eyes met light blue, it shined in the darkness, it's ones reflecting Jaune's muscular figure. Jaune, took out his 3rd Pickaxe, slamming it's pointy point into the rock. 

+4 diamonds!

Jaune's hands held the one with a tight grip, it's sharp edges threatening to cut open his palm. Walking back to the minecart system. Jaune hopped in, placing his newly found treasures into a minecart chest. 

As the redstone railings pushed Jaune faster and faster. His face could feel the hot air blowing into his face. 

Finally, he let his mind and body relax, letting go of the tension in his muscle, closing his eyelids as he sat in the cart.

Arriving at his destination, he grabbed his newly found items into certain chests, placing his equipment into other chests. He took off his armour, realising the almost broken state they were in, Jaune decided he was gonna craft a new iron set, he had stacks of iron anyways.

Jaune walked on the red carpet of his home, greeting the iron golems as he walked past 

As the night slowly dispersed, replaced with light from the sun, Jaune sat on a bench which was implanted on a mountain, roughly 60 blocks higher than usual. Gazing over the beautiful flora and fauna, Jaune realised he hadn't said a single word in the span of a few days. 

And he didn't need to, no one could understand him, (besides the villagers) not the animals, not the monsters, no plants could. Sometimes, being alone wasn't that bad. For years, Jaune thought he'd never discover true happiness, unless he found honour in his name. Which is why he joined Beacon in the first place. 

But in the world of minecraft, it was peaceful, sure there were still hostile mobs, but they could easily be slain by Jaune. The animals, the surroundings, the environment, the sun which glowed brightly, the moon that gave the darkness a sense of life, the flowers that swayed from the wind. For the first time in a long time, he felt... peaceful.

That's when he realised, he didn't want to leave, he didn't want to complete his mission, this was so much better, besides, it's not like anyone cared for him. 

"Steve thought the same way." 

Jaune, not wanting to speak and just enjoy the scenery, looked behind him.

"Steve loved this place as well, me and him rarely argued, but we did. This world is perfect, I made it that way, Which is why I only allowed 1 person to live in it each at a time."

Jaune looked back at the sun which had already started to set. It's yellow and red colours slowly fading away. 

"I have seen countless other gods, allowing billions of humans to do what they want. 

And all of them have made the same mistake. Overpopulation, famine, crimes, murder, riots, war, violence, corruption. They destroyed the gift their gods had given them. And it is happening to your world as well Jaune." Jaune had thought back to some articles and books he had read, political corruption, faunas discrimination, overpopulation, Grimm attacks, the White Fang. 

"I completely understand why you wish to stay here Jaune, but the mission I have given to you, it is not complete. Steve couldn't complete it, and the other generations of players couldn't either." Notch took a few steps forward, stopping when he was standing right next to Jaune, who still sat on his chair. 

"But you and Steve weren't the same as the others. You had all the qualities I needed for a worthy warrior. But what I hadn't realised, was my own mistakes. It's my fault Steve failed, and I promise, I will never make that mistake again. My worlds are slowly dissolving, for the power you and I seek to destroy is only getting stronger, and if we don't do something about it, there won't be any "beautiful world" to live in. So what do you say?" Notched stretches this hand out to Jaune, to which he accepted it. "Let's turn this world upside down." Jaune grinned with newfound confidence. 

"That's the spirit!"

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The queen of Grimm laid on her giant bed, recalling the peculiar dream she had before.

Death and destruction. Corpses of both human and faunas littered the battlefield. Even the pale lady in black had to admit, the scene before her was disturbing. Faces of soldiers, frozen in fear, anger, and denial. Walking more, she had realised something.

After analysing the gory and bloody injuries these poor souls had to face, she concluded that these weren't done by any type of Grimm. It was done by something far worse. 

Human bite marks

Arrows embedded in skulls 

Bodies wrapped in cobwebs.

Bodies rotting faster than normal.

Corpses set aflame 

Tiny silver fish eating the insides of humans.

People crushed by debris 

Craters with only ashes in the centre.

Destroyed Arial vehicles.

Robots with their heads missing. 

And a lot more terrifying sights to behold.

Suddenly, Salem heard a sinister chuckle, quickly turning around, her eyes widened... wait what? In front of her stood two men, one was dressed in a simple attire, a blue cyan shirt with blue jeans, his muscular biceps covered in blood, adorning a psychotic grin. But what got her attention the most was his eyes, his white, soulless eyes. Salem could sense the power, his aura, his strength, his magic, radiating off of him, the black mist around him was cold, dark, blacker than black. This mysterious mad, he had so much power, omnipotence that would make the gods of her universe cower in fear. For the first time she felt another negative emotion, fear, it wasn't hate, nor anger. It was fear, the same emotion that attracts most grimm. 

Switching views, she saw another, younger man, but with the same amount of muscles as the other. He wore pitch black armour. Underneath was more black, a black hoodie with its hood gone, showing his blonde, trimmed hair covered in dirt and dust. He wore a mask with a smiley face on it, which was mostly broken, it revealed his chiseled face, his strong jaw, and lack of baby face. Salem felt a sense of warmth in him, it was the same way she felt towards Ozma, when she had first met, she felt like she could fall any minute now, her legs trembling by the wave of emotions coming towards her. Despite the injured state he was in, he shined his Colgate smile at the other man, only now did she discover the cuts and bruises on him as he supported himself on a netherite sword. 

Despite the place they were in, despite the bodies littered around like ants, Salem felt safe, sensing the good and the bad in front of her. The positive emotions overwhelmed the negative ones, drowning them and washing them away. 

As she stared at the two, the negative filled one suddenly lifted his right arm, which was burnt to a crisp. Suddenly, tendrils that could only be compared to obisidan spikes bursted out from the ground, Salem's eyes widened, before reaching her hand out. 

*GASP!* The pale woman awoke from the peculiar dream, after catching her breath, she thought of what had happened. 'What... what was that? Why did I, Why did I reach out for that boy? Was I trying to save him? No, that... can't be it.' Salem remembered his looks, the Black hoodie, the ocean blue eyes, the smile he gave. The way he made her feel safe, protected. 

Salem blushed

Even Salem herself was surprised by her own action. It appeared as though her old self was starting to break through, again she was the damsel in distress. "Perhaps I should look more into this." 

End of chapter. Alright so this is gonna be a hard one. Ships are something I hate talking about. So, I'm just gonna go with majority rules.

Which lover should Jaune have?

Ruby

Velvet

Pyrrha(Wait wh-)

Cinder(Hold Up-)

Glynda Goodwitch(YOOO-)

Ozpin(YOOOOOOOOOO-)

Cardin(OH MY GOOOOOOODNNNEEEEEEES-)

HAREM(DED)

Herobrine: (0101000010100)

NOTC- ok but srsly, I WAS gonna post this an hour earlier but my classmate found my profile and I quarantine and burnt all the evidence. If you wanna vote a ship just comment, cya!

Btw I'm not doing Jaune x Boy that was a joke.