*POV: Jaune (reader)
I lay on the ground....beaten...bloodied...but it wasn't just from Cardin....it was also from my so called friends....my team....and my so called friends...
Nora: YOU ARE WORTHLESS!!!!
Blake: Why did you even bother to try becoming a huntsman?
Weiss: Pathetic.
I look up and I can see Pyrrah...with tears falling from her eyes.
Pyrrah: Why...why did you lie to me Jaune.
Me: I...I wanted to prove that I was worth something.
Pyrrah: *wipes her tears away and looks at me with disappointment* Well you aren't!
This broke me further....hearing those words come from the only person who truly believed in me...the one I trusted with my secret...she told everyone. I expected this shit from Cardin....but fate has a funny sense of humor I guess. Now most of the students and teachers hate my guts now...at first I thought that Glynda would've hated me for sure....but no. She still thinks of me as a student and not a weakling. A few students still think of me as their friend. Ruby, CFVY(all girls btw), Cinder and Emerald. They are my only light in this darkness...they are my only encouragement to keep going....but will it be enough? I continue to lay in my own misery and blood as I cry from the pain of my body and the pain from my broken heart.
Me: Oum...please...I'm sorry....I didn't mean to...I just wanted to be a hero...A symbol of hope for everyone...Why?
???: Not everyone understands why you did what you did.
I turn around and I can see Glynda holding to a first aid kit.
Me: G-...Glynda?
Glynda: At first, Jaune...I was very disappointed in you...Faking your transcripts to get into school.
I lower my head in shame...but she lifted my head to make me look at her in the eyes.
Glynda: But I know that deep inside you, you have a good heart. You came here on a mission to not only become a great Huntsman, but to help save everyone...no matter the cost. I found that admirable of you young man. Not a lot of people here are here for that,*takes out gauze bandages and pours disinfectant* they either want to become famous and make money...but not you.
When the chemical covered cause touches my opened wound, I hissed in pain.
Glynda: Sorry! Im so sorry. I should've-
Me: No no...you're fine. Had to do this to myself a couple times actually.
Glynda: Hmm....
She finishes healing me to the best of her abilities and helps me to my dorm...but we were going on a different direction.
Me: Ms. Goodwitch? My dorm's the other way.
Glynda: I know, but I don't want your team hurting you again. You'll be sleeping in my quarters.
I was too tired and hurt to even complain, so I just rolled with it. When we got there, i was in amazement at how nice the room was compared to the student rooms. It was like an entire house in one. A queen sized bed sitting in the far end of the room, a living room, a kitchen/dining area, but what amazed me the most was how the view of the city off the cliff.
Me: Wow...
Glynda: Beautiful isn't it?
Me: Very...I mean...In the city itself, it's almost like hell on Remnant...but can't deny the view.
Glynda: Indeed.
She walks to a small wooden cabinet and pulls out a glass and a bottle of brown bourbon. I expected her to be a wine person...oh well. I'm not complaining.
Glynda: Want one?
Me: Aren't I a minor?
Glynda: What no one knows won't hurt.
Me:...Good point....Ah what the hell, sure.
She pulls out another glass and hands it to me. I take a whiff of the brown liquor and I can smell cinnamon.
YOU ARE READING
From a Beaten Huntsman to a Bad Boy Rockstar
FanfictionI see all of these stories where Jaune was beaten and betrayed after everyone found out that he faked his transcripts and he turns into an overpowered hero or a psychotic villain, but I want to do something different. What if during that dark moment...
