Jaune Uchiha

Chapter 1:Broken

He was desperately trying not to cry, not to lose hope. But he was fighting a losing battle....

Later that day he bumped into Cardin and things only got worse.

"Well if it isn't the faker himself. What's up Jauney-boy?"

Jaune's eyes widened. How did he find out? Could his team have told them?

"That look on your face is so pathetic. Trying to figure out how I know? What did you think would happen when you decided to share your little secret on the roof above my team's room? It actually makes a lot of sense now that I think about it. No wonder you were never a challenge in combat class."

Jaune tried to backpedal and get away, but Cardin grabbed him by his blazer. "Ha uh-uh, don't even think about trying to get away. If you want your little secret to stay safe, you're gonna do everything I tell you to."

Blackmail. There was nothing he could do about it all.

Doing their homework, cleaning their weapons and room. Even being used as team CRDL's personal punching bag. It went on for several days.

He had no choice but to follow their commands. What else could he do? He couldn't ask his friends for help cause he betrayed them. He couldn't turn to the teachers cause then Cardin would tell them about his transcripts.

So all he could do was take it.

Regular bullying from Cardin, eating meals alone and sleeping on the roof or in empty classrooms. That was the routine. He could hardly handle being beaten up, not to mention the loneliness.

Every evening was the same...going to bed crying.

In combat class

"Ha, what's the matter, Jauney-boy? Not feeling up for our usual sparring session. You're normally such an eager punching bag, but today you're just no fun.", said Cardin with his usual cocky grin.

"Fighters, ready?!", Miss Goodwitch announced. Cardin nodded with a cocky smirk. Jaune nodded too, if rather glumly.

"And...BEGIN!"

Both combatants charged and started fighting.

Cardin swung his mace in a downward arc, with Jaune quickly blocking with his shield. Jaune tried countering, but Cardin quickly back-pedalled out of reach. Jaune's swings were sloppy. No effort, no intentionality, no drive.

Cardin knocked a swing to the side before swinging his mace against Jaune's shield. However, this time he activated the fire dust stone in his mace. The mini explosion blew Jaune back a few feet.

Jaune corrected his stance as he got back to his feet and waited for his opponent to make the next move. Cardin charged and with a sideways swing knocked Jaune's shield aside causing him to be defenceless. Jaune tried to counter with his sword in that moment but received a foot to the chest. Cardin had kicked Jaune so hard that it winded him slightly. He rolled across the arena before coming to a stop. He tried to get up but received another kick to his side. He tumbled and rolled further along the arena floor.

'Crap that hurt...'

He struggled to his feet. He searched for his weapon but... "You looking for this?". That cocky grin didn't help the fact that Cardin had his sword. Or the fact that his aura was on its last legs.

Cardin threw the sword outside the combat arena. "Give up, you don't stand a chance. You're too weak. It's hopeless."

Weak and hopeless....

Yip, that pretty much summed him up. No strength, no talent, no skill, no friends...no hope.

Jaune wasn't sure what to do now. So he just stood up and readied himself anyways.