The Arc Traker

Chapter 1, Humble Beginings

Note:
This fic has longer chapter than what I usualy do, so expect more grammar errors caus I can't be asked to check that much text.

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Jaune Arc never fought his battles... Ether his parents or his 7 sister fought them for him.
Whenever he was bullied, the bullies were taken care of one way or another.
He never git the chance to do anything.

Jaune always wanted to train to become strong enough to defend himself, but his family refused his decision. The wanted to keep him safe. They wanted to protect him.

Being guarded by his family all around he decided to take matters into his own hands. He started to train on his own. Without a weapon he focused on training his body.

He did try on multiple occasions to convince his family to get him at lest a practice sword, but was shot down imedeatly.

But he eventually manged to get his hands on a baseball bat, under the ruse of wanting to play baseball, which as well gave him mor etime to train under the ruse that he was practicing baseball, while he was actualy training to fight.

The years went by and Jaune was now 13. He kept on training in seacreat and he has gotten quit good at using that bat.

I was one faithful day that it happened... An event that would change the courts of Jaune's life by a huge amount.

One day some snobby bully first years from Pharaoh's beat him up.
Why? Caus they are ideots.

Jaune came back home bruised and with a black eye.

His sister as always interrogated him and went of to teach them a lesson.

Jaune was angry.

Angry at the bully.

Angry at himself.

Angry at his family.

And that is when he had enough.

He knew he could find them faster. He could ourun just about everyone.

Jaune ran behind the house to the ahead where he kept his bat. He grabed a few pieces of cloat he had laying around and wrapped his hands, to have a better grip on his weapon. He grabet his cap, and his 'new' bat, which was alred a year old and ran of to find his battle.
To fight his own battle.

Sprinting of into the town, he soon came across the town park, where the 5 first years from Pharaoh's academy were hanging out.

Jaune was not sure I he could beat them. Since they had aura and actual weapons to their name.

But hell, he would not go down without a fight.

"Hey, remember me?c shouted Jaune.

The 5 of the first years considered if a fat kid with a mace, two awarage guys, one with a axe and one witha spear. One rather muscular for his age guy with a warpike and a extreamly thin guy with two dangers.

The faty was siting in a benth, his back turned towards Jaune, as he was turning to say something his face meet the wooden baseball batt.

With a single swing the faty was pushed to the ground. He mowed his hand to his face only to be meet with pain coming from his nose, as well as blood dripping from it.

Aura could protect from a lot... If it was up.

"What are you waiting for? Get that Litle rat!" shouted the fatty.

The four other jumped into action and charged him.

'A 4v1, could be worse.v thought Jaune.

As the charged him, Jaune dodged and sidsteped as well as hit ever now and then.