Rwby Jack Novels & Stories

I could hear him counting the steps under his breath. “Careful,” I called. “I’m fine!” Jack yelled without turning around, balancing his arms out like a tightrope walker. Leo chuckled. “The kid’s fearless.” “He learned it from you,” I said, giving him a sideways look. Ryan caught up to us and leaned in. “If either of you breaks him, I’m not taking him back.” Leo grinned. “Noted.” We caught up with Jack by the fountain in the center of the park. He was staring at the water jets shooting into the air, each one catching the sunlight in tiny rainbows. I pulled a coin from my bag and handed it to him.

This remarkable advancement was a testament to the influence and guidance of their formidable lord, igniting a newfound sense of pride and gratitude among the knights. "Jack, what is your level now?" I inquired, although I knew he stood at level 64. Still, I sought to gauge the perspective of this young teenager, just a year junior to Ethan. "I believe I am currently around level 64, my lord," Jack responded, his voice tinged with disbelief. "It still feels like a dream. Just yesterday, I was merely a C-rank, and now I find myself at the B-rank." Jack's progression from level 42 to level 64, a remarkable gain of 22 levels from this battle alone, had propelled him directly into the ranks of B

“Feeling better my mate?” They were running in their wolf form when Jack asked her. “Yeah much better,” said Ruby. They shifted back into their human form and took a pair of clothes from behind the tree. She got up, but her eyes were still tearful. “What has happened to you Ruby? Why are you still crying?” Jack asked, looking so concerned. “I am sorry Jack, because of me you are also bearing this pain,” she said sadly. “Hey, you are my mate, and there is no pain in living with you,” he said while hugging her softly.

And yet, somehow, it’s the clearest moment of my entire life. I look down at the two kids on either side of her, still wrapped around her legs, glancing up at us like they’re trying to make sense of our strange faces. Levi’s chewing on the end of a marker, and Lyra has already pegged Gavin as the tall, mysterious one worth studying. And they’re mine. My throat closes, and I crouch down slowly, keeping my voice steady. “Hey, you two. I’m Jack.” Lyra tilts her head like she’s sizing me up. “You’re the one with the funny shoes.”

My eyes widened at his choice but after thinking about it for a moment, I found it pretty normal from one as extra as himself. "So Jason, tell us. Where's our queen?" he asked again. "You're not getting one." "But why? As far as I remember you don't have a love life." "Cause I actually take Bob Marley's advice, no woman no cry." "Well, you gotta at least get into bed with someone." "Trust me Jack, my brother doesn't have hormones. I've tried," Roxy said from where she was sitting. Jack put his weapon down before asking, "Why are you the one trying, you two are siblings by blood right?"

Maybe it’s because I've never seen a sweaty, half-naked Ronan before. Who am I even kidding who hasn’t seen a half naked man before? Well, not quite like this. Back when we used to spar together, he’d get sweaty, but I've never seen him chopping wood, each strike of his axe effortlessly reducing thick logs to splinters. "You like what you see, huh?" someone whispers in my ear, making me jump with a loud squeal. I turn to find Jack smirking, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He wears a devious look that screams, I know what you’re up to, and my face instantly drains of color as I freeze like a child caught doing something they shouldn’t be doing.

“Just look at them. Babbling at six months? They’ll be discussing philosophy by the time they’re two.” Lily squealed, smacking my arm, and I laughed. As I turned to grab their favorite stuffed animals from the pile beside me, a prickle ran up my spine. That unmistakable sensation of being watched. Slowly, I glanced over my shoulder—and there he was. Jake. Leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, his sharp eyes fixed on me and the twins. For a moment, I froze, caught in the intensity of his gaze. But then, a smile tugged at my lips, and I gave him a little wave.

This Bruja was staring him down like he was nothing more than a snack to eat, and no matter what I was going to shut her ass down, but Jack got me to look at him and shook his head. 'This isn't your fight, let us handle this, for now, you'll have your chance. I promise.' He told me, and I would listen to him for now, but I would never be prepared for what I was about to see. As the Bruja continued speaking to Jake, saying things that sent rivers of blood through my body, enraged that this bitch thought she could talk to him that way; Jake just stood there, smirking, he wasn't phased by anything she was saying. Her words were venomous, meant to bring out anything of what she knew about him, b

He said, his voice was a mix of groan and urgency, "Why don't you understand, Lily has sent me here?" Hearing Lily's name halted Skyla's attempt to break free from the werewolf. She asked in surprise, "Really?!" Her question was met with a nod and Jack freed her. Slightly bowing, he said, "I am Lily's brother, Jack! She told me how she wants you to safely leave this territory and that's why I am here for you!"

He took a single black rose and threw it in. “Goodbye brother.” He whispered. Rick took out his flask and poured some bourbon on the soil. Then he took a swig as well. Martha Wayne was holding a baby and cradling her husband's head. Thomas' tears were soaking her shoulder. Jack could see how emotional everyone else was but he was the only one smiling. He tried to reach deep inside himself but he felt nothing. Not even one tear. He walked over to the edge of his fathers grave and spat on the dirt and it was satisfying.