The many, many, many versions of Jaune arc

Everknight

It was a massive building, reaching far into the sky. It was made of a strange black stone, looking like a sort of obsidian, with black and red glass decorating it in random places.

This was castle everknight, home of Salem and her followers.

"I think that's the first time I'm unhappy to hear a pun" yang said, her eyes glued to the screen

Inside castle everknight sat Salems followers, each sitting around a table with the head seat empty.

At the farthest end sat Tyrian Callows, the mass murderer and fanatical follower of Salem.

He wore a large brown trench coat that hid his entire body, save for his chest which showed some white combat gear.

Tyrians eyes were rapidly going from corner to corner of the room, his hyper attitude barley subdued.  

Summers eyes narrowed at the sight of Tyrian, she was well aware of the part he and his mentor played in the near death of the Grimm reaper.

"I'm not liking where this is going." Summer said warily

Watts rolled his eyes "does if hurt to see the murdered of someone you held in such high regard?" He said, trying to provoke summer

He was ignored

Next to him sat a large man, who more nothing save for a trench coat and light combat gear, along with brown combat pants.

This was Hazel Reinhardt

Ozpins eyes widened before he lowered his head at the sight. Hazel and his sister are some of his greatest failures, they were something he still felt guilt over

Salem smiled at the sight

"does it depress you ozpin?" She asked with fake sympathy "to see everyone you've failed in one room?"

On the other side of the table sat Watts, who was in his normal attire with a frown adorning his face.

Next to him sat a very, VERY defeated cinder.

Her normal Perfect features were burned and scared, with her left eye being completely bandaged over.

Her left arm was also changed, now just a stump.

Cinder was shocked at the sight of her future self, how had this happened?

"Impossible!" She stated, in very clear disbelief "How could I lose when I hold so much power?"

"Seems your not as invincible as you make yourself out to be." Ironwood stated, a smug smile adorning his face

"Still plenty powerful to end your existence General." Cinder spat as she subconsciously touched her left arm

Behind cinder stood Mercury and Emerald, the master assassin and thief respectively.

Emerald still wore the outfit she wore during the sack of beacon, with only some moderate meditations to the colors scheme.

Mercury looked the same as well, with him sporting black combat pants and a grey shirt with a brown vest over it.

"Great we got tweedle dee and tweedle dum, the gangs all here!" Qrow said sarcastically, shooting a glare over at mercury and emerald

Mercury glared right back

"Shut it you old drunk"

"Why don't you make me no legs?"

Next to the head of the table stood a figure, very different from the others.

He stood at an intimidating 6-6, with piercing golden eyes burning with power and rage.