Seize the Moment

“Kind of small.” Yang commented, as she opened the door to the dorm room.

“It’s not like everyone was going to get their own private room,” Blake pointed out. “There’s not enough room.”

“Yeah, but I expected a little more than four beds, desks, dressers, and a closet.”

“I think it’s nice,” Pyrrha spoke up, looking around. “There’s even an adjacent bathroom.”

“Though, I’m surprised they let boys and girls share a room like this.” You muttered, being the last one in.

“Speaking of,” Yang glanced back at you. “You understand what will happen if you peak on us.”

“Jaune wouldn’t do that.” Pyrrha defended and you were so glad she was your partner.

“I doubt he has the balls to do that,” Yang agreed. “I just wanted to lay down the ground rules.”

“Then you need to make sure you lock the door!” You countered. “It’s not my fault if you leave the door unlocked and aren’t making noise.”

“That seems fair,” Blake agreed, sitting down on her bed and stretching out a bit. It took some effort not to stare. Three of the sexiest girls at Beacon sharing a room with you. There must be a god.

“So, congrats everyone, we’re Beacon students!” Yang declared.

“Woo!” You replied back, fist pumping the air like she just did.

“Yay!” Pyrrha added after a moment, imitating you two.

“Woo…” Blake said, without enthusiasm.

“Hey, at least you tried, Blakey.” Yang laughed. “So, unpack, dinner, or resting for you lot.”

“I’m going to go die on my bed.” You declared, plopping down on it.

“Come on, Boss.” Obviously Yang came up with a new nickname for you now that you were the leader for some weird reason. Ozpin must have been insane. “Go do something crazy like get us another Grimm to ride.”

“Maybe another day.” You groaned.

“Well, I’m going to get some dinner,” Yang declared and turned to Blake. “You coming, partner?” Blake looked up, then down to her book, then up again as if deciding.

“I guess I am a little hungry.” She marked her place and stood up.

“Coming, P-money?” Yang asked Pyrrha.

“No, I’m going to rest a bit with Jaune, and then I’ll grab some food.”

“Up to you. Catch you both later.”

Yang and Blake headed out, leaving you and Pyrrha alone. Your body hurt, but you really didn’t have a better opportunity. You literally were alone with Pyrrha. The girl was incredibly nice and you actually felt guilty about it, but you had to test things out. First, you had to gain ownership of her. That didn’t seem hard and you already had a plan. After about ten minutes of working up the nerve, you turned to her and spoke.

“Hey, Pyrrha?”

“Yes, Jaune?”

“Want to see something funny?”

“Sure?” You sat up and walked over to her bed, pulling out a marker.

“Can I see your hand?” You asked.

“What are you going to write?” Pyrrha asked, sounding a little confused.

“It’s a surprise, but nothing bad.” It was best to alleviate her worries. She shrugged and held out her hand. One second later, your name was written on the back of her hand. She looked at her hand and then looked back up to you. “You feeling okay?”

“I’m fine,” Pyrrha reassured you with a smile. “Why?”

“No reason,” You chuckled. “I need some help with some stuff, you’re okay with that, right?”

“Of course,” Pyrrha laughed. “Jaune… you own me. Anything you want me to do, I’ll do.”

You knew this would work, but it was interesting to see the differences between her and Weiss. They did say similar things though.

“Do you like being owned by me?” You asked and Pyrrha nodded.

“It’s nice to be around someone who actually likes me for me and not Pyrrha the champion. The fact you even asked proved you’re an amazing owner and I’m happy to be owned by you.”

Wow, that made you feel incredibly guilty.

“Well, Pyrrha, I need your help.” You tell her, trying to ignore the guilt.

“Of course!” Her eyes showed. “Whatever you need!”

“It’s going to be silly, and I may have you repeat things, but I need honesty, okay?”

“Anything you need. I promise not to laugh.”

You knew what you had to test first, you remembered the rules you went over earlier. The first thing you need to do was see if it was really just the marker. That was important as if it was, you could never let it out of your sight. You pointed to the desk next to your bed.

“This is my desk right, like what we agreed on?”

“Yes.” Pyrrha answered.

“Do I own it?”

“Umm… not technically? The school owns it and you are using it.”

“Okay.” You needed and then wrote your name on the desk. “Do I own this desk?”

“It has your name on it,” Pyrrha told you. “So it’s yours.”

You nodded and walked over to Pyrrha’s desk and wrote HER name.

“Does this desk belong to you?” You asked.

“No? Just because you write my name on the desk, doesn’t make it mine. We will need to clean it before the marker stains the wood.”

You found out you can’t put other people’s names. That was a good sign. You tried to wipe the marker away, but it wasn’t coming off. Rushing into the bathroom, you got a sponge and some cleaner and began to scrub. It took a little effort, but you managed. Then you grabbed a pen off Pyrrha’s desk and wrote YOUR name. Time to see if it was just the marker.

“Who owns this desk?” You asked.

“You do, your name is on it like the other one.”

YES!

It’s just you that has this power. The reason why never crossed your mind. In a world of monsters and super powered teenagers, you sort of just learned to accept weird things. You were going to keep the marker though, as it wouldn’t wash off easily and applied to most surfaces. Next, you crossed off your name from the desk.

“Who owns this desk now?” You asked.

“The school.” Pyrrha answered. “I advise doing more to graffiti the desk though. The professors might get mad at us.”

Okay, if you cross your name off, things turn to normal and people realize what you wrote on it. It would be better to erase everything normally it seems. Thinking, you decided to try something else while Pyrrha was here. You walked over to her and took her arm. Naturally, she let you. Then you wrote after your name, the word arm.

Jaune Arc’s arm

“Jaune?” Pyrrha asked.

“What is it?” You asked, feigning ignorance.

“I know it’s your arm and you’re lending it to me, but when you’re this close examining it…” She blushed.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Pyrrha.” You acted nervous and let her arm go. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“No, not really…” Her face was slightly red though. “Thank you for letting me keep your arm though.”

Hah! So you can own part of an object. Now, maybe you could try to control more?

“Sorry again, but I need to see your-… my arm.” You told her and she smiled before holding it out. You quickly cross off arm and wrote legs.

Jaune Arc’s legs.

You let Pyrrha go and stood up.

“Well, should we get some food?” You asked.

“Sure!” Pyrrha seemed eager to get some too. You began to suspect she was hungry and just stayed here to spend time with you, her partner. However, she didn’t stand up. You raised an eyebrow and she blushed. “Is it alright if I use your legs?”

“Yeah, go ahead.” You allowed and she stood up.

“I’m going to wash my face real quick,” Pyrrha informed you. “I’m still a little sweaty.”

“Are you going to wash off the marker on your hand too?” You questioned pointing.

“Why?” She tilted her head. “How else would people know these legs are yours?” You shrugged as she slipped into the bathroom. Grabbing a notebook from your stuff, you began to write down what you knew of your new ability.

1.) The power of ownership is when you write YOUR name on something or someone.

2.) People seem to rationalize the ownership, ignoring or forgetting conflicts in memory, even their own body.

3.) The power can affect any physical objects regardless of their size. Though you can own part of an object.

4.) People only recognize the ownership once they saw your name on the object. (Important.)

5.) Crossing off words removes the power and people forget you owned it. Same applies with erasing, but without leaving behind evidence of you being there.

6.) People won’t use your new property without permission.

Looks like you didn’t have to worry about Weiss knowing what you did to her. Still, she was hot and you could have some fun with her. You wondered how she and Ruby were handling themselves. They would probably visit sooner or later. Ruby was your friend and you owned Weiss. You also owned Pyrrha’s legs. Those amazing thighs too. A thin line of drool started to escape your lips. Could you get to Yang somehow? Maybe own those amazing breasts?

You imagined your three teammates willing to fulfill any sexual fantasies you had.

Then you shook your head.

Wouldn’t that be ****? Even if they were ‘willing’ it was still mind control. Your mother raised you better than that.

Then you pictured the three girls in nothing but underwear.

Well, maybe a little wouldn’t hurt.