TGWP No more

Jaune swayed to the side twisting around Wilt as Adam slashed up, and then Jaune spun; lashing out with a kick that caught Adam in the side. Adam let out a growl of pain and jumped with the force of the blow, landing a few feet away.

"Give up, Adam! We both know I've surpassed you!" Jaune yelled bearing down on Adam.

Two fiery arms exploded out Jaune's side and began to launch flaming aura blasts at him. Adam bit back a frustrated snarl and began to slash at the attacks, ducking under one only to see a gauntleted fist approaching his face.

There was a burst of red-hot pain, and Adam felt his mask shatter as he tumbled back. Jaune spun back into his Hai Bu stance, tail lashing about and flaming arms setting into their stance. Adam ran his tongue across his lips, internally wincing at the pain of his split lip. Jaune formed two Vorpal swords and leapt into the air flipping. He suddenly crouched in mid-air and kicked off the air which Levant condensed. Adam dashed out of the way and sliced horizontally when one of Jaune's flaming arms swung a Vorpal lash cloaked in flames and he flexed back as far as he could to avoid losing his arm.

Jaune landed and jumped sideways, ramming into Adam with a shoulder charge. Adam twisted and jumped away, panting heavily.

"Adam." Jaune said, "Give up. We both know you can't win. You know I am right!"

Adam straightened, "I can't."

"Dammit Adam! If I have to beat it into you skull, I will, you dumbass! You know what the White Fang is doing is wrong! Accept it!" Jaune roared.

Adam instead tried to blow a hole through Jaune using his gun.

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Blake Belladonna was done crying, she just didn't have anymore tears left. She was too tired to get up too. Sometime after Yang had held her she passed out and when she woke up, Yang was stroking her head while Ruby and Weiss had dabbed at her feverish forehead and neck with cold towels. She shivered and tried to burrow further under her covers.
She wanted to shut the world out, and get off.

Two of her closest friends were probably fighting, trying to kill each other.They'd both left her alone because they wouldn't force her to watch.

She was grateful and pissed.

Adam, her partner for the longest time, they had spent so much time with each other. He was her brace when things got hard. Shouldering forward when she almost fell. Urging her onwards when she felt weak. He had been there for her when she would weep over what she did, telling her that one day she'd be free of all the discrimination.

Jaune, who listened to her insane plan and did it, simply because while it may not be easy, it was right. Who stood my her every step of the way, who made sure she went to Beacon when she defected from The White Fang. Through sheer refusal to leave her alone and let her wallow in her lonely nature, he became her friend and cemented the fact he would never leave. When she wanted to escape the world then next thing she knew Jaune would bring her to a quiet place where she could break down, and stay with her.

A choked sob tore it's way out of her throat.

They had killed themselves and others just to try to stay together and now this cruel world was forcing them apart, making them kill each other.

Why?

"Why do we deserve this, what did we do?" She moaned, "What do you want from us?"

Her pain dragged her under the shadows.

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At some point in the fight, they just didn't want continue.

Jaune strikes would heistate, despite the gamer's body, he felt tired and weak. Adam was his friend and how could he fight him? His grip on Crocea Mors -- back in sword form -- wavered.

Adam block and dodging would slow imperceptibly, he didn't want to fight one of the few people he allowed himself to call a friend anymore. Jaune was too strong anyway, he was sure Jaune was holding back. Wilt almost fell from his grasp.

They were tired.

Adam knew The White Fang had gotten worse, that when he joined the ideals he had fought for were different than what they were now.

Jaune knew he should have helped those faunus more, he was just as much to blame for their fall, he could have done something, anything.

But he couldn't abandon them.

But Jaune had other responsibilities.

It was all he had left.

Jaune had more on his shoulders than ever before.

Blake was gone, he should have left with her.

He'd left Blake behind, she should have been here to help talk to Adam.

Jaune was fighting him, he shouldn't have let his anger blind him to bring this about.

Adam was lost, and Jaune had left him in the dark alone.

Everyday the fight grew more wearisome and taxing.

Each decision had only hurt his friends.

Jaune took shaky step forward, "Adam, please. No more." he whimpered, "I don't want to fight you anymore."

Adam nodded, "No more." he whispered in agreement.

And Adam lunged at Jaune, dropping Wilt and Blush.

Jaune tilted back moving away, but Adam grabbed his wrist and pulled him in.

Jaune eyes widened.

Crocea Mors bathed in Faunus blood.