Jaune's Escapades

At the End of All Things

When Weiss had entered the clearing to find Pyrrha lying in a pool of her own blood, Jaune crying over her unmoving body and all of CRDL unconscious, a few different thoughts entered her mind.

When Velvet came running at them completely hysteric and in tears, Weiss had assumed the worst while Ruby took Velvet back to Beacon.

She hadn't actually expected the worse would happen though.

She slowly crept into the grove and stood next to Jaune. Weiss placed a hand on his shoulder and he looked up at her with bloodshot eyes.

"Is she…?" Weiss honestly didn't know how to phrase it, luckily Jaune got the gist.

"I don't know, I've been healing her the best I can but…"

Weiss swiftly kneeled next to him and put her head to Pyrrha's chest.

Silence.

Weiss' eyes began to water as she slowly looked to Jaune.

"She's-"

'Thump thump."

"Alive! Pyrrha's alive Jaune, but barely. We need to get her medical attention immediately!"

Jaune nodded furiously and stood up, snaking a hand under Pyrrha's knees and another between her shoulders to lift her bridal style.

The two set off for Beacon at once.

Hours had passed by this point and Jaune sat in the waiting room of Beacon's Medical Bay, it was well past midnight and the rest of the group had left for bed.

Jaune couldn't though. He knew he wouldn't be getting any sleep that night. So he opted to wait for Pyrrha to wake up so he could apologize and beg for her forgiveness.

It was his fault she was injured in the first place.

Jaune didn't notice the guys following him in the beginning, he didn't sneak away when he could've, he didn't deal with Russel when he could've and worst of all: he didn't notice Russel's attack.

And that cost Pyrrha more than Jaune thought he could repay.

'I'm still so worthless. I've been training for months now, months and still there's no improvement. I'm still as weak and useless as when I got here.'

Jaune almost laughed when he thought back to what Ozpin told him after he relayed today's events.

"Mr Arc, you do realize that Cardin was shipped off to Vacuo for his sentence, don't you? Even if he were able to escape, which is also unlikely seeing as the prisons guards are all droids designed by James Ironwood, he would have to go great distances to get back to Beacon."

Jaune merely stood, mouth agape, staring at Ozpin. "So all that stuff Russel said was-"

"Entirely fabricated." Ozpin replied as he took a sip from his mug.

"Now I suggest you go and speak to Miss Scarlatina about this, she seemed to be having a rough time."

That was something he didn't really want to remember, the talk with Velvet.

While Pyrrha was lying in that clearing and Jaune could only cry over what he thought was her corpse, he realized something.

Jaune loves Pyrrha more than anything.

He loves her more than his parents, his childhood, and his team. Jaune loves her more than himself, more than Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Yang and most importantly, he loves her more than Velvet.

That was not news she took very well.

Velvet was ecstatic; Cardin wasn't going to be coming back after all. She had the biggest grin of her life on her face.