Love Heals All Wounds

Dreams and Pain

RWBY is owned by Rooster Teeth and the great Monty Oum. Warning: quite angsty.

Jaune's eyes snapped open as he heard the screams of people ringing all around him. As he turned his head from side to side in confusion, his vision cleared and he let out an audible gasp of surprise as the buildings came into view. What surprised him the most was that he knew the city. "Why...Why am I back in Vale?" He asked himself.

Suddenly, a low and menacing growl caused Jaune to stiffen and slowly turn around. His pupils shrunk in horror as he saw a Beowolf ripping into the carcass of an unfortunate person. Wanting to not alert the creature, Jaune slowly back away. His efforts proved futile, however, as his right foot stepped on a branch causing it to snap. 'Oh no.' Jaune thought in fear.

The Beowolf, upon hearing something, lifted his head up and sniffed the air around it. As its eyes fell on Jaune, it growled and licked its jaw in hunger. Jaune's breathed rapidly as he tried to formulate a plan to take down the monster. As he looked around trying to find something that might help him, his eyes fell on a familiar sword and shield attached to his body. Feeling a glimmer of hope course through his body, he unsheathed Corcea Mors and enlarged his shield before staring back at the Beowolf.

The creature of Grimm reared its ugly head and howled before charging at the boy. Jaune placed his right foot forward as the beast came closer and closer. As the Beowolf swung his right claw at him, Jaune tucked and rolled forward to dodge the attack. He then swung the sword multiple times at the monster's mid-section. After a few seconds, he paused as the Beowolf stood motionless. His lips soon turned into a smile as the creature keeled onto its back, dead.

'Alright,' Jaune thought as he turned away from the beast and put away his weapons, 'Gotta find out what's going on and why I'm–'

His thoughts were interrupted, however, when he heard what sounded like hissing coming from behind him. He turned quickly to see a King Taijitu towering over him with its bright red eyes fixated on him. 'W-When did that get here?' He thought to himself. Before he could reach for Corcea Mors, however, the giant snake constricted its body around him and slowly began to squeeze him tightly. Jaune struggled to release himself from the Grimm's death grip, but his efforts seemed futile as the snake kept tightening itself around his body the more he tried to break free. The King Taijitu then reared its head back and bared his long, poisonous fangs at him. As the snake then lunged forward, Jaune closed his eyes waiting for the inevitable to happen.

But after a moment, the attack never came. Jaune slowly opened his right eye and saw that the city and the Grimm had disappeared, leaving him standing in a black void. As he relaxed his body knowing that he wouldn't be attacked, his mind began to produce several questions. Where did King Taijitu go? How did the city vanish? Where was he? How would he get out of this place?

"Jaune?"

The feminine voice brought Jaune back from his thoughts. But what made the voice more shocking was the fact that it was hauntingly familiar. Not wanting to believe what he was hearing, the boy turned his head slowly. His eyes widened in shock as his gaze met that of Pyrrha Nikos. He didn't want to believe it, but there she was. Her red hair pulled into a ponytail, her armor shining brightly, and her green eyes staring back at him. "P-Pyrrha?" Jaune said weakly, not knowing how to handle the situation.

"Jaune..." Pyrrha said as she slowly walked toward him. A smile slowly grew on the boy's face as he walked toward her as well. The smile faded, however, when he noticed Pyrrha's left slowly disintegrate and turn to ash. "Jaune," she said as her face turned to worry and she raised her right arm to reach out for him, "help me."