(Second part coming soon, just enjoy Cardin and his team of nimrods getting dunked on like basketballs in this chapter c: )
Cardin has his mace perched on his shoulder and Jaune Arc opposite him with Crocea Mors drawn, leaning on his weapon as if exhausted, in the spotlight shining on the Beacon Academy auditorium stage.
He looks at Cardin, who laughs at his opponent's tiredness, and Jaune gathers his strength to charge forward and swing his blade at Cardin, only for him to jump out of the way. Jaune looks back, surprised, as The Executioner sends Jaune's shield - and himself - flying back. Now only armed with his sword, Jaune continued to try and attack, but is blocked by the mace's hilt. Their weapons locked, Cardin forces himself up, towering over a struggling Jaune.
Y/N: Remind me to deck Cardin in the face.
Sapphire: Noted.
Cardin: This is the part where you lose.
Jaune: Over my dead-
Jaune is cut off as Cardin knees him in the gut, making Jaune drop his sword and fall to the ground in pain. Cardin raises his mace and is about to slam it down on a worried Jaune just when the buzzer rings, the lights come back on, and Glynda Goodwitch's voice causes him to stop.
Glynda: Cardin, that's enough!
Cardin relents and walks away as she comes onto the stage, tapping her tablet)
Glynda: Students, as you can see, Mr. Arc's Aura has now dropped into the red. In a tournament-styled duel, this would indicate that Jaune is no longer fit for battle, and that the official may call the match.
Jaune gets up, looking rather defeated at the fact that he couldn't beat Cardin. Pyrrha looks at him in sadness while Glynda turns her head to look at the Arc as he pulls out a smaller tablet with his low, blinking stats and that of his entire team.
Glynda: Mr. Arc, it's been weeks now. Please try to refer to your Scroll during combat. Gauging your Aura will help you decide when it's appropriate to attack, or when it is better to move to a more... defensive strategy. We wouldn't want you to be gobbled up by a Beowolf, now, would we?
Cardin: Speak for yourself...
A cup hits Cardin in the head, and Razz quickly lays his head back down in time as Cardin looks around, angry.
Cardin: Who threw that?!
Student: Your daddy did.
The whole class laughs at Cardin as he walks off embarrassed and pissed.
Glynda: Everyone, the Vytal Festival is almost here.
The students react positively to this news, such as: Yang Xiao Long, punching the air in anticipation; Weiss Schnee, shaking her fists with an excited smile, Ruby Rose, shaking her entire body with enthusiastic energy while squealing softly, and the rest of Teams DSRT and THSL who are next to each other either pump their fists or bounce in their chairs from excitement.
Glynda: It won't be long before students from the other kingdoms start arriving in Vale in a matter of months, so keep practicing! Those who choose to compete in the combat tournament will be representing all of Vale!
The bell rings, and the students start leaving while Pyrrha guides a still saddened Jaune away, still hanging his head in shame.
Nora Valkyrie's turquoise eyes are darting from student to student as she tells an unbelievable story Teams RWBY, JPR, DSRT, THSL, and HWTE at a shared table during lunch in the mess hall.
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Safeguard
FanfictionMale Reader x Team RWBY x Fiona Thyme. Remnant is a lively world composed of four kingdoms that are full of mysteries. Out of every Huntsman or Huntress defending the citizens across Vale, Vacuo, Atlas, and Mistral; you, an heir of the Hawthorne War...