Jaune opened his eye and took a look at his surroundings. His internal map indicated that he was currently 30 kilometers outside of Vale, but it looked as though the machine worked. He was back in the days of his idiot youth. Back when he was 'vomit boy.'



Jaune couldn't help but smirk at the old nickname. He really was an idiot back then, barely able to hold his sword and shield straight. Hell, he didn't even know what the hell Aura was until Pyrrha had explained it to him and unlocked it for him.



Jaune couldn't help but grimace at the thought of that name... the name of his Forever Fall... the woman who had taught him how to fight. And the woman he loved, and would happily have started a family when the war was over, had it not been for Cinder Fall and Ozpin.





Jaune felt a small surge of anger at the name. But, he would have to keep those emotions under wraps, since there was a high likihood that he would have to work with the old wizard in the interest of setting things right.



A growl sounded from behind him and his motion sensors were picking up something. Jaune turned to see that an Alpha Beowolf was making its way toward him, eyes filled with malicious intent.



Jaune rose to his feet and activated his energy sword, Pyrrhic Victory.



Only scars remained of the vomit boy he had once been. He had died the same day as his great love, Pyrrha Nikos.



He was the Arkos Knight. And he was here to set things right.