After I get most of my composure back and sit up, Qrow clears his throat and takes a swig before offering his hand to me, "C'mon, hotshot."
I slap the offered hand away and get up on my own, though with some effort, "Whatever, I'll hear you out."
I trudge to the chair I was in before and plop into it with a dissapointed sigh. I thought I could at least make him take me seriously.
It then occurs to me that my whole body feels abnormally warm, hot even, and incredibly sore. Similar to an extreme cramping sensation.
"You gonna explain what the hell all that was, Oz?" Qrow blurts out through the silence.
I look toward Ozpin, who must've been staring at me, with a confused look, "What all what was?" I ask.
"How do you feel?" Ozpin asks.
I think over the question, "Tired? Sore. I dunno, my head hurts a bit."
Ozpin keeps his hands intertwined in front of his face while he speaks, "That, my dear friend, is why his potential is so high. That's his semblance."
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In a dark, secluded place, not so far away from the city, sits an old lab. Most of the equipment now ruined, turned into nothing but rubble or dust. A single screen lights the room. Code runs rapidly in an attempt to get access to Y/n's full file. There's a small, high pitched "ding" as the code minimizes itself, revealing the file screen once again.
A tall slender male figure seemingly emerges from nowhere, a great deal of frustration in their body language, "Oh! That's great." They blurt out. "This is the 10th time you've tried this, just give it up. What a waste of my-"
As he turns to leave, another ding rings out, and the file screen presents in bold green text 'Full Access Granted'. There's a deep, belowing chuckle from the side of the room the computer sits. And the file proceeds to open.
[REDACTED]
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ACCESS GRANTED
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His true semblance is believed to be a true 'enhancement' semblance. More so than his choice of sense or muscle.
We have yet to name this, though it's something that seems self-explanitory. His eyes gain a silver hue, instead of the usual yellow, and his hair shares the hue. His body radiates an intense heat, and he seems to operate solely on instinct in combat.
He seemingly gains the ability to dodge any attack in his power to dodge and counter it appropriately. While he does amp his strength and speed while this is active, it isn't a large enough boost to overcome a large power, or skill gap.
Even so, Y/n doesn't seem to have control over this power. Commonly triggered by anger, or intense emotion, it takes a large toll on him to use it. It drains aura rapidly from his reserves, as well, making it impractical to use in most cases.
We call it, Unbound Instinct.
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Behind the old decrepit screen sits a different shadowy figure, much larger than the other, reading over Y/n's file, a star-like twinkle in their eyes, "Interesting..."
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"Wait, so my hair just turned silver?!" I ask in shock while I pat my ears softly.
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RWBY: Unbound Instinct (Ruby Rose x Male Reader)
FanfictionFile Type: Student Student: Y/N L/N Y/N is a young wolf faunus who grew up in Vale. He was very clever and outgoing, though he kept his past and personal life close to the chest. He is among the lucky candidates to be accepted into Beacon Academy af...
