Three days later
On board of the USS Gerald R. Ford, in the cabin area is Jaune sleeping on his bed. He breaths heavily with sweats coming down from his face as he was having a nightmare about that day where he was betrayed by his so called friends. He kept tossing and turning until finally he snaps his eyes open. He looks around still out of breath to see that he in his bed on the carrier. He slowly sits up turns to the side hanging his legs as his bed is the top bunk
Jaune: Just a nightmare...
He jumps down from his bed to the floor and walked up to his locker in the locker which is across from Khaizul's. He opens it and grabs a towel before closing it to go take a shower. He turns the tap on letting the cold water hitting his skin to calm himself down from the nightmare before continuing his morning routine. After freshen up, he walked to his locker to find Khaizul sitting on the bench that is placed in between the lockers
Jaune: Morning
He opens his locker getting dressed into his flight suit
Khaizul: Morning
He said while putting on his combat boots before standing up. He look towards Jaune
Khaizul: Today's the day where Blake had a little scuffle with the White Fang at the docks. We've been selected for a strike mission after a team of friendlies acquired some dust samples
Jaune closed his locker and holds his helmet under his arm
Jaune: For further studies?
He got nod from his WSO as they start walking through the hallway
Khaizul: Yes
They continue through the corridors
Jaune: With our presence being known for eight days, people are bound to have been suspicious of those sounds
Khaizul: That's the point. If they couldn't do a job right, then let's show them how it's done
Jaune smirk as they arrived on the flight deck. The weather has turned dark meaning it'll be a night time strike mission. A lot has happened over the course of eight days, the carrier manages to set up a communication buoys in the fog that allows them to get in contact with the South Korean military. Upon the discovery of the unusual fog, the entire world now knows of its existence and have made efforts to gain entry for possibly valuable resources. However, that was shut down by Commander Luke who countered saying that there is almost no valuable resources as he introduced who Jaune truly is to the UN. Somehow all of the world leaders decided to deployed some navy to bring armed forces to Remnant for diplomatic reasons. Right now, the entirety of the 6th Carrier Task Force alongside a few ROKN ships are now stationed on Remnant. It was stated by the UN that the fog must be away from the public until it is safe to reveal it to the world. The JMSDF and the ROKN have their ships around the fog on Earth's side under the excuse of a long-term naval exercise
Jaune: Are the commandos at the docks already?
He said as they walked up to their Super Hornet
Khaizul: They called in just a few minutes ago and said, the docks is crawling with the White Fang as expected when there's no one patrolling the city at night
They salute to the flight captain officer before climbing up the ladders into the cockpit
Jaune: Well, what do you expect when security in the kingdoms are that low
He said as they put on their harness as Khaizul look forward
Khaizul: And it just so happens, a group of immature huntsman-in-training looking for a delusional black cat

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Jaune The Fighter Pilot
FanfictionJaune Arc was once a huntsman in training at Beacon until he was replaced by his former teammates, the people he once trust as a second family. His whole world came crashing down as he watched them casually exposed his fake transcript in front of Oz...