The Sparrow. Blake Belladonna X Male Reader

Chapter 12

NO ONE POV

The Finals Were now in session, the selection process was happening now and team MOS was Cheering on Pyrrha for her next fight

Professor Oobleck: "and the next matchup will be Pyrrha Nikos from Beacon, Versus Penny Polendina From Atlas! Begin!"

(Y/N): 'This fight is rather odd, to have Pyrrha this worried before a fight something must have happened.'

Bree: "it's happening again, the same semblance is being activated."

(Y/N): "Are you sure?"

Bree: "positive, Go stop the match!"

But (Y/N) was too late, as soon as he had gotten out of his seat, the stadium went silent as penny's body was shredded to pieces,

PA: "This is not a tragedy. This was not an accident. This is what happens when you hand over your trust, your safety, your children, to men who claim to be our guardians but are in reality nothing more than men. Our academies' headmasters wield more power than most armies, and one was audacious enough to control both.

They cling to this power in the name of peace, and yet, what do we have here? One nation's attempt at a synthetic army mercilessly torn apart by another's star pupil. What need would Atlas have for a soldier disguised as an innocent little girl? I don't think the Grimm can tell the difference. And what, I ask you, is Ozpin teaching his students? First, a dismemberment, now this? Huntsmen and Huntresses should carry themselves with honour and mercy, yet I have witnessed neither.

Perhaps Ozpin felt as though defeating Atlas in the tournament would help people forget his colossal failure to protect Vale when the Grimm invaded its streets. Or perhaps this was his message to the tyrannical dictator that has occupied an unsuspecting kingdom with armed forces. Honestly, I haven't the slightest clue as to who is right and who is wrong, but I know that the existence of peace is fragile, and the leaders of our kingdoms conduct their business with iron gloves. As someone who hails from Mistral, I can assure you the situation there is equally undesirable.

Our kingdoms are at the brink of war, yet we, the citizens, are left in the dark. So, I ask you, when the first shots are fired, who do you think you can trust?"

Suddenly the grimm alarm went off. Level 9. People began panicking and fleeing the floating stadium, a nevermore, attacking the roof of amity Colosseum broke through, although it was stopped by the many huntsman and huntresses, (Y/N) stood there.

(Y/N): "why, why must everyone die, why is it only the people i care about that suffer. Penny, an innocent girl, torn apart because of whoever decided that they controlled fate, WELL NO MORE, WHOEVER YOU ARE, I WILL FIND YOU AND WHEN I DO, YOUR SUFFERING WILL NOT END BEFORE I AM THROUGH WITH YOU!"

Bree: "(Y/N) Calm down."

(Y/N): "No, you go help everyone else, i need to go kill whoever did this."

Bree: "NO ONE DID THIS!"

(Y/N): "How am i supposed to believe that."

And so, (Y/N) took off running, Bree knew that he could take care of himself so she guided Sam towards the lockers that carried their weapons.

Bree: 'don't die you idiot'

(Y/N) POV

I jumped off the side of amity Colosseum, i was already wearing Opilo since i was given specific permission to wear it considering if i ever needed to put it on it would take me a couple minutes, which in a situation like this was a couple minutes too long, i landed on the ground using some gravity dust loaded into the soles of my feet, and took off towards beacon tower, while in the air i had called my locker to reach the courtyard of beacon and there i saw it, directly in front of the statue of heroes i saw my locker, it was surrounded by Beowolves and creeps. I leaped over the horde and grabbed Sanguin, without a moment of hesitation I activated the shield form and used the dust to send out a huge blast of dust at the grimm. When i had a moment to breath i equipped my weapons to Opilo and made my way towards the large groups of grimm, with every large grimm i would fire ignis, with every creep and griffon that charged me i would slash it with Venari, which i had decided to keep on chain mode so that i would be ready, i fought for an hour, my wrists felt like they couldn't hold things anymore and my body was covered in cuts, Opilo wasn't meant to fight grimm on this scale, no armour was.

When i realised what was happening, the horde around me had dwindled corpses of civilians and atlas soldiers littered the ground and i knew i failed to save them, if only i'd been stronger, i could have saved them.

White Fang Brute: "(Y/N) how fitting it is to meet you here, young heir of the Passer dust Company."

(Y/N): "who are you talking about, who are you."

WFB: "oh did your parents never tell you? You are the heir to the Passer dust Company, the group infamous for working with the SDC to bring the faunus to their knees. Why do you think me and my brother killed them?"

(Y/N): "YOU! YOU ARE THE ONE, I SHOULD HAVE KILLED YOU BACK THEN AND NOW I WILL!'

WFB: "how funny, i was gonna say the same thing myself."

It wasn't a minute before he was on the ground, The brute who killed my parents charged me, so i shot his ankles, then his knees, when his aura gave out i shot him till his legs wouldn't move.

(Y/N): "who am i? I SAID! WHO AM I?"

WFB: "a monster."

(Y/N): "good answer."

I stabbed him through the gut with Sanguin, just so that i could fire a dust blast at him, as his corpse flew through the air i shot him, not stopping except to reload, as i realised I'd finally killed, him, i couldn't help it anymore.

(Y/N): "HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA FINALLY YOU'LL PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID! BURN, BURN IN THE FLAMES OF ALL THAT IS EVIL AND CRUEL IN THIS WORLD!"

I began firing on his lifeless body, not even realising what I had done. After I ran out of bullets again I broke down crying.

(Y/N): "I may be a monster but at least i don't try to hide it."

I slowly marched away from the battlefield, when I reached the medical stations I saw countless people injured. I knew if I were to make my father proud I was going to have to help with everything. After i heard that the medics had everything under control i began crying, i didn't know what to do with myself anymore, i wanted, no needed to talk to blake, to my teammates, my friends, i couldn't bear the mental stress i was going through, i found yang, she was fighting other members of the white fang, when i saw her explode in anger then jump straight towards the cafeteria, through the broken window i saw it, a man, the same man who bumped into me when i was talking with Blake, the same man that was ordering a drink at the cafe we went to, he cut yang's arm off and she fell to the ground, as fast as i could i ran over, i could hear what was being said now, Blake rushed over to yang,

Adam: "Why must you Hurt me so my love?"

I burst into the path of his blade and caught it with my arm. The pain was excruciating, I knew the only way I could possibly stop his blade was if his blade had to travel the biggest distance through something, or in other words cut through my arm from fingers to elbow.

(Y/N): "you must be Blake's ex, Adam. nice to meet you, although i guess this isn't your first time meeting me, you did drug me after all."

Blake: "(Y/N)!"

(Y/N): "don't worry about me Blake, get yang to safety, I'll hold him off"

Blake: "be safe."

Adam leaped away as Blake ran carrying yang.

Adam: "why won't you die!"

(Y/N): "There is one reason. sparrows are born to fly."

I started floating off the ground, my left arm dangling limp and unusable. I pulled out Sanguin and began flying all around the remains of the cafeteria, damaging the pillars supporting the roof as i did.

Adam: "fight me!"

As i lost consciousness, the roof began caving in.

(Y/N): "No need."

The roof collapsed and buried us both. When i awoke the rubble was being taken off of me by a grimm, it ripped the pieces of roof off me in an attempt to eat me but before it could i shot it.

Atlas knights were scattered all throughout Beacon's grounds and so i cut my arm off and attached the arm of one of the knights to what remained of my arm. I knew that book would come in handy, literally.