Basically, RWBY, other teams, and the teachers are cunts and they start treating Jaune like shit and he becomes a cold hearted criminal. But Pyrrha still loves him
I went to the junkyard like the stranger said and brought the bat. Who the hell is this guy? What does he want from me?
???: BOO!
I screamed loudly and turn to see the buzz cut man.
???: Chill out bro. It's just me.
Me: Why would you do that?!
???: You'll see eventually.
Me: What?
???: Nothing. That the bat?
He takes it out of my hands and looks at it.
???: Hmmm. Yeah. Really nice.
Me: It's just a wooden bat. What's so great about it?
???: You bought it, so you saw something in it. Not every weapon has to be this fancy blade or shapeshifting gun.
I wanted to say something, but I couldn't. He has a point.
???: This isn't just a bat. It's an empty canvas. Think about what you could put on it.
Me:....
Something started to make my brain think. I see a metal cup and managed to fit it at the bottom of the handle, making an improvised pommel. I see a broken fence with barbed wire on it and clipped it off.
*Timeskip*
Me: How's this?
I hand the buzz cut man the weapon.
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???: Oooh. Loving the barbed wire. Nice touch.
Me: What now?
???: Now we need to find something to test out this beauty on.
We leave the junkyard and headed to the woods.
Me: So...What are we testing this on?
???: Don't know. Anything really. Small Grimm, feral wolf, or maybe even a hiker.
Me: What?!
???: I'm just joking dude. I only kill when someone needs a killin. Like that ginger haired cunt-...oooh hello there~.
He cut himself off when he sees a Beowulf.
???: Hmmm. This should be interesting. Ok Jaune-boy....
He hands me the bat.
???: Kill it.
Me: Wait hold up? What?! With this piece of wood.
???: Don't you dare call her that. I am trying to teach you how to become a slugger wielder and you dare disrespect your own baby?
The Beowulf sees us.
???: No choice now Jaune-boy. Ya gotta go swingin.
