Some potential Arc relatives
I got one... Beware, a little bit sexual.
"What's wrong, Vomit Boy? Weiss reject you again?" Yang asked while picking at her teammate's food with a fork.
"That's my fish. Get your own." Blake glared.
Jaune pulled his face up off the cafeteria table. "No. Well, she
did, but that's not what I'm…" He flexed his hand and sighed. "My mother called me this morning. Apparently one of my cousins is coming here."
"Didn't you say you have seven sisters?" Pyrrha asked her crush. "Why didn't she just send one of your sisters?"
"SEVEN!?" Yang shouted.
"It's not that simple, Pyr." The blonde boy insisted. "My mom's busy with the hospital. My dad's probably on a mission. My sisters either have families, are on missions, or are in school. They don't have time to come all the way here just to see me."
"And your cousin does?" Weiss raised an eyebrow. "What does your cousin even do?"
"She's…
technically a Huntress." The Arc averted his gaze with a blush.
"...'Technically'?" The heiress insisted.
"I don't actually know." He revealed. "She's just so
weird and her Semblance is scary! Oh gods, and she's coming
here! I don't want her to hurt anyone!" The leader of JNPR dropped his head and started to panic.
Nora wrapped him in her arms. "It's alright, Jaune-Jaune! If Fearless Leader's cousin is scary, we'll protect you!"
"I-It's not
me I'm worried about! It's Professor
Ozpin!"
With a loud crash the doors of Beacon's cafeteria slammed open. Most students looked up from their conversations and food to see a strange sight.
A girl in white and black. Her hair was long and straight, white on the outside but black on the inside, with two visible white skulls on the black inside. Black ribbons decorated the white half of her hair. For some reason her clothing was very revealing. A vertically striped white and black corset. A
very short frilly white skirt with a split in the front, revealing her stark white panties. Her thigh high boots were again, white with a bone pattern on the thigh. Her gloves, if they can be called that, don't even cover her palms and instead run from her wrists to her elbows and end in frills. She carried a frilly white parasol.
The scariest thing about her was her eyes. Her irises were black and her pupils were white. Not only that, but when she scanned her gaze over the gathered student body, she didn't look at them like people.
She looked at them like
food.
That was, until her gaze landed on one particular student. "Francesca has found you!" She shouted, speaking in third person with a smile that was all teeth.
"Oh no." Jaune shrunk in on himself.
The girl hopped and danced through the cafeteria, swinging her parasol and clocking many a student over the head as she did so. "Francesca was so worried! When dearest aunt Isabel called, Francesca was beside herself!" She told them when she came to a stop at the table teams RWBY and JNPR were eating.
"Woah! Is she your cousin?" Yang asked her friend with a grin. "Because she has
taste!"
"'Taste'!?" Weiss growled. "She's… She's vulgar! Her u-u-underwear is showing!"
Yang craned her head towards her sister's teammate and smirked. "Is
that the first thing you noticed?"
"Do
not start this again, Yang!" The wintry girl threatened.
"Yaaaang! Stop teasing the useless lesbian!" Ruby complained.
"You should introduce us." Lie Ren spoke up, nodding to Jaune.
"Oh, right." The boy unshrunk himself and glanced towards his cousin. "Everyone, this is my…
cousin…
technically… This is
Francesca Prelati-Arc. F-Francesca, these are my friends. This is-"
"Pyrrha Nikos. Lie Ren. Nora Valkyrie. Ruby Rose. Yang Xiao Long. Weiss Schnee. Blake Belladonna. Francesca knows, Francesca studied before coming." She nodded sagely.
"Uh… Yeah." Jaune didn't even bother pointing out anything wrong with what she said. There was no point.
Francesca suddenly grabbed Pyrrha and lifted her off her seat. "Wah-wait!" The redhead cried out, finding herself unable to break the strange girl's grip.
Francesca plopped her down on the floor, and pat her head. "There, there. You stay there like a good girl, while Francesca gets her Jaune time."
With Pyrrha still frozen in shock, Francesca sat on the champion's seat next to Jaune. With a single movement she pushed Pyrrha's lunch off the table and onto the floor, and pulled the boy into a tight embrace.
"H-Hey!" Pyrrha, for once, spoke up for herself.
"Damn. Jaune's cousin has an easier time being obvious than Pyrrha." Yang noted.
"What? That's absurd! Don't just assume things like that about people!" Weiss scolded her friend. "They're just close."
"Yeah, real close." Blake retorted.
They watched as Francesca pressed her breasts against Jaune's arm, almost forcing his hand against her panties. And then her other hand slid down his armor and beneath his belt, before she grasped something in his pants. "Did Francesca's Jaune miss her~? Fuuu~" she whispered before blowing air into his ear.
"S-STOP!" Jaune slammed his hands onto the table, startling everyone except Jaune and his very
close 'cousin'. "N-Not
here!" He corrected.
"Awww~ Does Jaune not want Francesca to play with his body anymore?" She hopped onto the table and…
lifted her skirt, exposing even more of her panties. "Does Francesca's Jaune want to play with Francesca's body instead?"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAA-" Weiss began to scream. She realized that Yang was
right.
The blonde party girl clapped a hand over Weiss' mouth, muffling her mental shattering. "Shut up! Momma's starting to get
invested! Hehehehe~"
"Yang, that's disgusting!" Ruby shook her head… before leaning forward and
crumpling the table beneath her fingers. "
It should have been me, not her!" She whispered.
Of course, the champion thought the exact same thing. She stood up and, after putting on her angriest face she could, spoke up to the
wench who dares to steal
her Jaune! "S-Sorry!" She screamed out the first thing that came to her mind.
Everyone glanced at her, and suddenly Pyrrha realized what she had said… She didn't mean to say that. Francesca turned her gaze to the amazon. "Francesca accepts your apology. Francesca forgives you for trying to sleep with Francesca's fiancé."
"FIANCÉ!?"
Ruby and Pyrrha barged through the elevator's door, dragging the Arc with them. Francesca stepped out after them and glanced around the office before zeroing in on the Headmaster himself.
Said Headmaster glanced up from his scroll. "Ah. Ms Nikos, Ms Rose, Mr Arc. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
Ruby slammed her hands onto his desk, cracking the wood. "Why did you never tell me Jaune was engaged!?"
Pyrrha followed the younger girl's example, spreading more visible cracks through the desk. "H-How could you
do this to me!?"
"I… did not know Mr Arc was engaged." The Headmaster appeared flummoxed. "Who…?" He turned to the Arc and noticed something. A particular person standing next to Jaune and sensually blowing into his ears. "P-PRELATI!?"
"Oh, Francesca did not see you there. Francesca was busy with her Jaune time." She grinned.
"What the
hell are you doing in my school!?" Ozpin growled, shocking Ruby and Pyrrha.
"P-Professor?"
"I… I apologize for my outburst." He breathed deeply and calmed himself down. "Now… Prelati. Why are you here? Why are you… a woman?"
"W-What? You can't just ask someone why they're a woman!" Pyrrha spoke up.
"Yeah! What's with you? She's Jaune's c-cousin!" The silver eyes Rose agreed.
"...No. No she is not." Ozpin revealed. "Mr Arc?"
"I… I lied." The boy tapped two fingers together with a blush that wasn't
entirely from the fact that Prelati was playing with his bum the whole time. "Kind of…"
"...I see what's happening. Jaune Arc." Ozpin called out, getting his undivi…
mostly undivided attention. "Did you explain what Mr Pre… Ms Prelati's Semblance was?"
"N-No."
Ozpin messaged the bridge of his nose. "Very well… Francesca Prelati here has a Semblance that is entirely
unique. But one that is undeniably powerful."
"What do you mean, Professor?" Ruby glanced between them, eyes filled with concern.
"Nearly six hundred years ago, a man by the name of Francois Prelati lived. He was born in Vale, and during that time the Kingdom was undergoing a… 'change of hands', let's call it. It was a dark time for the common folk. But Francois Prelati didn't mind. He had more time to do what he loved most: Hunt down young and unspoiled children and slaughter them in a myriad of bloody and creative ways as a sacrifice to the dark gods he worshipped."
"...By the gods…" Pyrrha whispered.
Ozpin continued. "Of course, Francois didn't just kill them. He did unspeakable things to them, and sometimes he let them go afterwards, on a whim. That led to the police finding out his identity, and when he tried to escape… They gunned him down. Of course, Francois discovered his Semblance in death. He woke up. But he was no longer Francois Prelati. He woke up to find he wasn't in his old body, but a newer, fresher one."
"W-What?" Ruby started to put it together, sparing a glance at the girl molesting her best guy friend.
"Francois Prelati's Semblance is 'Eternal Return'. Every time he dies, he will reincarnate within thirty days in a new body, somewhat near where he died. Of course… It seems he isn't limited to
male bodies." Ozpin leaned back in his chair. "Isn't that right, Francesca Prelati?"
Her grin was predatory. "Of course, Ozzy. But Francesca still hasn't forgiven you for putting holes through Franesca's bodies. Francesca had to die over sixteen times before you left Francesca alone."
"...You were trying to
eat a village."
"Francesca was peckish. Francesca apologizes for trying to eat the stupid humans. Francesca has changed… a little." She shrugged.
"...And what brought on this change?"
"Francesca's precious, beloved Jaune!" She shouted while kissing him all over his face.
"And why are you so interested in Mr Arc here?"
"Because he didn't see me as a monster." Francesca said, speaking in first person for the first time. "Even after he learned of my past, the crimes and the atrocities, he found it in his heart to forgive me. Jaune Arc is earnest. He is strong of will and character, and found it within his heart to love a monster. Not many people could say the same. It's why his mother unofficially adopted me into the family, and has allowed our engagement.
"...I see." Ozpin nodded, relaxing for the first time. "And what about the…
foreplay?" He gestured to her hand cupping and massaging the front of his jeans.
Prelati squeezed Jaune against her. "Francesca and Jaune used to play together like this all the time! Francesca is confused as to why he is embarrassed! Jaune was eager when Francesca played with his body at home! Jaune even played with Francesca's body! Now he's all
shy~!"
Ozpin nodded. "I see." He let out a long sigh. "Very well. If you promise to behave, I suppose I can let you stay."
"NO!"
"WHY!?"
Ozpin ignored the two very thirsty girls. It wasn't his business who the Arc fraternized with. Then again… "But, Francesca, I do have a favor to ask. So, if you'll let the children return to their lunches and classes so we can talk in private, that would be wonderful."
Francesca nodded. "Francesca accepts. Francesca already knows what Ozzy will ask about. If Ozzy agrees to give Francesca plenty of Jaune time, Francesca sees no reason she can't… Help Ozzy with his silly little girl problems. Francesca is surprised that Ozzy still dreams of a harem, but Francesca wonders why only
four Maidens? Francesca thinks that the more maidens in a harem, the better. Francesca thinks Ozzy is stupid and retarded and shortsighted and unwise and a fool and a dolt and a blockhead and a simpleton and a nitwit and a dummy and a lunkhead and a dunce and a ninny and an oaf and a chump and a moron and a nincompoop and an imbecile and has dementia and is old as dirt and smells funny!"
Ozpin shattered his mug in his clenched fist, spilling burning hot chocolate everywhere. "...I suppose that's the best I'll get from you."
Prelati stuck out her tongue and bopped herself on the head. "
Ehe~!"