Pilot of Remnant (RWBY)

Chapter 7

Your eyes open, but you are not greeted by the light like you have been multiple times before. No, this is something else entirely. Your body feels weightless and you find yourself floating in a large void, surrounded by black smoke that is rising slowly around you. Looking around, you notice that your entire body is completely pitch black, and for a moment you doubt it is even yours until you see that your left leg is just a stump. Not even the robotic leg is there. Looking back around, you try to call out into the void.

Y/N: Hello? Is any out there? Helloooo?

Silence is the only thing that responds. You start trying to figure out if you can even move, and you quickly figure out that movement in this void is entirely dependent on thought. If you tell yourself to move forwards, you move forwards. If you tell yourself to go backwards, you go backwards. No physical movement is necessary, just you decided to do something is all that is necessary. Moving forwards, you float through a black sea of smoke until you notice something ahead of you. A dull red glow can be seen some ways ahead of you, and you start speeding towards it. As you get closer, the red glow turns into a brighter and brighter form, until it finally parts into two individual orbs that seem to be attached to something, for as you approach, the two orbs seem to watch you come closer.

???: So, you finally found your way to me. Although, this could only happen once I got strong enough to call you here.

A low rumble of a male voice enters your mind, and you look around to try and find its source before looking back at the two red glowing orbs.

Y/N: Who's there?

???: That is a question that shall be answered in due time. But what is important at the moment, is that you understand your, or rather, our situation. You and I are in a much more complicated agreement than either one of us would have ever agreed to willingly. Believe me, I know this is not something you particularly wanted, I've been in here for a while, I know how you work. I know how you think, and I can confidently say, you could use a bit of a hand when it comes to certain things.

Y/N: Okay, what is this? Where am I? Who are you? What is going on here?

???: Once again, all those questions will be answered in due time. 

Y/N: Okay...so what do you mean by a complicated agreement?

???: Put simply, I should not be here...yet here I am. Stuck inside your mind and body, forced to watch as you stumble through life, unsure of what to do next with no direction other than the extremely questionable signals that that thing connected to your pelvis tells your brain. I inadvertently saved you when I tried to save myself from your own desire to rid yourself of a life you did not want. And now, here I am, stuck with you.

Y/N: What the hell are you talking about? How did you save me? I don't even know who you are.

???: Please, for the love of all things you hold dear, use that brain of yours and think. Who do you think I am? Look around yourself. What looks familiar? What has been going on recently that would lead you to believe something is living inside your head. Think.

You stare up at the two red orbs before realization dawns on you.

Y/N: You can't be...that's not possible...

???: Oh but it evidently is, now say it. Who am I?

Y/N: You're the thing that has been helping me out in combat...but, who are you exactly?

???: *sigh* So close yet so far at the same time. Yes, I am the one who has been helping you in combat. But I am also the one who has been keeping you alive since the day you arrived here. I am the Grimm who brought you to this world.