The Pacifist Who Could End the World (RWBY X Male Reader)

Chapter 20 - No More Faunus Part 1

"Y/N!!!" Bargaining screamed, holding his hands out. "Today, I change my inferiority to you. I break free from my chains and walk onto this world a new man!"

Ripping open all the containers, I was speechless, stepping back. "I was right... The bombs were a distraction. My God, Wolfgang, what have you done?"

Inside each of the containers was clones of him. Each one is a perfect copy. Blake looked around, worried. "We passed hundreds of containers on the way here... Don't tell me!"

"Reality is whatever I claim it to be. I bargain everything to be like you, brother." The copies began to awake as Bargaining began floating, his hands glowing a dark green. "And I will become a God."

"Blake, back me up!" I shout, getting her approval. Then, running my hand down my right arm, I called my glaive, spinning it around. "Come on then! You wanted me, Wolfgang; here I am. Let's finish this!"

Curling his fingers back, Wolfgang sprung his arm back, charging a cube that was building with power. Letting go, his illusions shattered, consuming the train. But, keeping my wits, I didn't falter over finding myself in the same ballroom the night I met Summer. Blake was dumbfounded but tried her best to keep it together, knowing it was life or death.

Pushing Blake behind me, I spun my glaive around, blocking an array of projectiles and turning to her. "Now, Blake!"

Breaking from the defensive stance, I ducked down as Blake jumped over me, twisting her gun and firing off serval shots. Wolfgang avoided each one, the last bullet chipping his cheek. Then, laughing, he swiped his hand, unleashing a heavy blast of fire scorching us. 

Blake fell back, barely avoiding the attack. Quickly catching her, I pushed her back up as Wolfgang kept appearing left and right, trying to trick us. "Why bother fighting it Y/N?! Give it up and succumb to my reality; it's only for the best."

"Fat chance, bimbo," I shout, aiming my glaive at him, throwing it across the room, sending it out of the illusion smashing through the train. "We both know how this is going to end."

Cupping his hands together, everything faded into black. I slowly turned my head to find Wolfgang's head towering over me. He opened his mouth, devouring me whole. Blocking whatever was to come, I stumbled back, finding myself in the straight jackets the scientists kept me in during the experiments. Wolfgang kept appearing around, taunting me. "Look at you, poor Y/N. You refuse to accept what happened in the past, trapped in a neverending cycle of denial. You fall apart like frail China at the thought of your past."

Struggling to break free from my restraints, I hunched over, shouting. "Enough!"

One of Wolfgang's illusions came running at me, striking. Still trapped, I held my arms up, catching the blow and realising who it was. Forced back into the wall, I bit down on my lip, losing my patience. I broke free, allowing a small portion of the deep to bleed out, holding the attacker's arm up. Calling my glaive back, I slammed down on the ground devouring the illusion of appearing back on the train. My attacker, Blake, seemed startled. She quickly pulled back, frustrated. "I'm sorry, I lost my train of thought."

"Don't bother. Wolfgang is one sneaky bastard; it isn't easy keeping your wits against him." I mutter, pausing. In the corner of my eye, I saw one of the clones coming to life. I didn't even have to think twice about thrusting my hand into its face disintegrating it into nothing. But like a hydra, two more began waking up when one head was cut off. "Shit, this is bad."

"What do we do?" Blake shouted.

Stabbing my glaive into the ground, I held my right eye, the last breath leaving my lungs as the colour in my body faded. "I will become Go-."