Oaths and Family Pt. 2
“I still think he deserves it,” Came the answer from Reese the seriousness of her statement mollified by her still sniffing from her recent break down.
“Agreed,” both men said listening the screams of the tortured headmaster.
The three Arcs took the elevator down to the ground floor in relative silence. When they arrived at the bottom of the tower, Tobias turned to Reese, “Well young lady I would love to talk more but for now I need to go save Ozpin from the huntresses chasing him. Why don’t you two go find the rest of your teams and let them know you are ok?”
“That sounds like a plan, but how are you going to stop all four of them, Mr. Arc?”
“I think if I can manage to calm my wife, the rest should follow suit, and Reese there is no need to call me Mr. Arc. You are family now and can call me Father, or Tobias if that is too much,” the huntsman said his smile growing even wider. “Now children I must be off I think I can hear Ozpin’s screams coming from over by the cafeteria.” With that the Arc patriarch went sprinting off towards the sounds of a tortured headmaster and fighting.
“Did he just say what I think he said?” Reese asked turning to Jaune.
“Yes, he did, I think he was trying to let you know he has excepted you as part of the family,” Jaune answered. “Well I guess we should go tell the rest of our team mates. You want to tell your team or mine first?”
“Mine might as well get it over with. I should warn you that most of my team acts like they are my older siblings. So, just don’t be surprised if the boys act like Arslan did,”
“Got it,” Jaune swallowed, paling slightly at the thought, ‘They can’t be that bad right.’
Reese began leading Jaune to the room her team was staying in while at Beacon. As they walked, Jaune sent a message to Ren explaining that he and Pyrrha had stayed in town instead of heading back to Beacon and that they were both fine. Also, letting him know he would explain more later but that he would be out for a while longer. As they got close to the building Reese’s team was staying in he got a response from his team mate. “Good to hear. Nora was about to round up team RWBY and start a search party to find you two. Is Pyrrha with you now?”
Jaune read the response and thought about telling Ren that she was currently trying to do serious bodily harm to the headmaster, but thought it best to wait until they were face to face for that. “No, she had to speak with professor Ozpin, so she is with him now.”
When they reached the door to the building Reese turned to Jaune, “I have one question about what your mother said when she first walked in to the headmaster’s office.”
“What part?” Jaune asked thinking he already knew.
“The part about you going behind their backs to get into Beacon. What did she mean?”
Jaune sighed, “I guess I might as well tell you now instead of later. I lied my way into Beacon. I didn’t go to combat school, and I didn’t pass any test. My parents wouldn’t let me train to be a huntsman, so I got my hands on some fake transcripts and somehow got accepted. Now I’m a team leader and have friends that are helping me improve every day.” Jaune explained as they entered the building and began climbing the stairs.
Reese stopped for a moment, “You’re kidding.”
“No, I’m not, I lucked out that Pyrrha became my partner. Without her I probably would still be getting my butt handed to me during spars,” the knight scratched his cheek. “I am not sure how my transcripts got through. You would think the professors would notice.”
Reese, despite her shock, smiled as a thought crossed her mind, “Maybe Professor Ozpin was drunk when he looked at your transcripts.”
Jaune looked at her for a second before he started laughing. Reese joined him as they stood on the stair well. “Maybe but he is the head master and hasn’t kicked me out yet, so.”
“If he had, then we would have never met,” Reese said still smiling. She watched Jaune’s smile dip for a second then realized, in context, that might not have been the best thing to say. “Oh um, sorry I didn’t mean that as a bad thing.” ‘Why did I say that?’ she thought to herself.
“I know, but it still doesn’t change our situation. Why don’t we talk more about this later; we still need to talk to your team,” Jaune said his smile returning slightly.
“Sure, let’s go,” she said leading the way up the rest of the stairs and turned down the hallway on the fourth floor. A few doors down Reese stopped, “Well, we are here,” she said looking at her husband. “Are you ready?”
“As I’ll ever be,” Jaune responded still thinking about what Reese’s teammates would be like. Some of his earlier confidence gone as he over thought the situation.
Reese opened the door and ran straight into one of her team mates. As she stumbled back Jaune caught her and looked at the boy she had run into. He was probably just taller than Jaune with dark hair. He was wearing a dark grey shirt with matching pants. Over all this he wore an orange sash that crossed over his left shoulder. “Hello, Bolin what’s up?” she said as Jaune helped her stand back up.
“What’s up we were about to go searching for you. You and Arslan disappeared last night and this morning we weren’t able to get in touch with either of you,” Bolin said looking at the skater like she had grown a second head. “Also, we have some unexpected gu…”
“Well here I am, can we come in, because we need to talk,” Reese said interrupting the teen.
“Talk about what young lady?” came a female voice from behind Bolin.
Reese paled, “Bolin, is that who I think it is behind you?”
“Who?” Jaune asked.
Bolin stepped to the side revealing a shorter woman with the same green hair and dark green eyes as Reese. The woman was wearing an off-white dress with a purple sash around her waist, and black boots. “Tried to warn you,” Bolin sighed.
“Hey, Mama,” Reese said giving a small wave, and a nervous smile. “How are you?”
“I am doing fine now both of you get in here, so we can talk,” Reese’s mother said.
Jaune swallowed as he followed Reese into the room. Once he was inside he saw another teen sitting at one of the desks cleaning a rifle. He was wearing a black low-neck shirt with dark grey sweat pants white sneakers. His hair was slicked back and a bright pink on top and black on the side. There was a white and gold jacket on the back of his chair. At the other side of the room was a man that was sharpening a pair of combat knives, a bow and quiver were propped up on the wall next to him. The man was dressed in what looked like leather armor that was made with stealth in mind, with a dark camo cloak over his shoulders. His hair was a light brown and his eyes were a deep green color that matched Reese’s and her mother’s.
“So, I guess your parents are here as well. How?” Jaune asked again confused about how the parents got to the school so fast.
“We were going to be here for the tournament and I wanted to help Reese choose a dress for the dance that will take place in couple weeks. If I had known what was going to happen last night I would have arrived with enough time to find a wedding gown,” Reese’s mother said crossing her arms and looking at the two teens.
“Wait, what,” Bolin said looking at Jaune, “What did you do?” Bolin drew his staff as Nadir put his rifle back together.
“Have you not been paying attention to her parents at all since they got here?” Nadir said.
“I think we should explain before anyone else decides to get violent,” Reese stepped between the Jaune and everyone else in the room.
“What do you mean ‘anyone else,’ Reese?” her father said from across the room.
“It would be best if we started from the beginning, Mr. Chloris,” Jaune said. The newlyweds then explained to Reese’s parents and teammates the events of that morning from them waking up, to their brunch, and the discussion with Ozpin. Mr. Chloris had to pick up his wife to keep her from joining the mission to torment the headmaster. Once she calmed down enough to not go charging out the room, Jaune and Reese continued with Reese’s breakdown, much to her embarrassment, and how Jaune had helped her feel better.
“Well I’m still not happy about this situation you two, but if you are sure you can make this work then well I won’t complain to much.” Reese’s mom then got in Jaune’s face, “However, you do anything to break my daughter’s heart, and I will make sure that no one will find your body, understood?” She was still obviously mad but seemed to be willing to accept the situation.
“Yes, mam,” Jaune swallowed.
“And by she will make sure. She means I will do it,” her father added.
“Understood, sir.”
“I don’t even know if we can threaten him any more than that. What do you think Bolin?” Nadir said as he put his rifle away.
“Nope,” Bolin said, shaking his head at the sight.
“Well, I guess we should formally introduce ourselves,” Reese’s mom said sighing. “My name is Alyss Chloris, and as you have probably figured out by now I am Reese’s mother.” She held out her hand to Jaune. They shook hands as Reese’s father approached, he extended his hand and Jaune shook it as well.
“Will Chloris, pleasure.”
“Pleasure is mine, sir, mam. My name is Jaune Arc,” Jaune said introducing himself.
Reese’s teammates stepped up as well, “Name’s Nadir Shiko, and you already met Bolin Hori.”
Jaune’s scroll went off as they were talking, and he checked it after they had finished introductions. “It is from my mother, she said that Professor Goodwitch is taking the headmaster to the infirmary and wants to know where we are, so they can meet us.”
“Do you think that we could fit everyone in here?” Reese asked looking around the room.
“I still need to tell the rest of my team. So, I guess it depends on whether or not you want me to message them, so they can meet us as well,” Jaune said.
“If meeting your team can wait, I say you should just have your parents come here, Jaune. That way we can all talk in relative privacy,” Mrs. Chloris suggested.
“I’ve already let my team know that I’m ok, so. I think that would be fine,” Jaune agreed, he sent a message to his mom telling her that he was at team ARBN’s dorm. He turned to Reese, “Well they should be on their way. This day just keeps getting longer, huh?”
“Certainly, looks that way,” she said.