Unlucky - Male Reader x RWBY (BEING REWRITTEN)

Round One

CONTENT WARNING:

This story will contain graphic depictions of one or all of the following: Self-harm and drug addiction. Those who suffer from depression or who do not desire to read depictions of one or all of the above-mentioned topics should not read any further or skip over the parts. I will be mentioning each graphic part if you would not like to read it. Thank you.

I do not own RWBY, RWBY is owned by Rooster Teeth and their affiliates. Thanks, now onto the story!

Third Person POV

"Hello! It seems that we have another astonishing bout ahead of us! Wouldn't you agree, Professor?" The voice of Professor Port rang out.

Currently, Professors Port and Oobleck sat a desk, a microphone between them. Located below, was a fight between team RWBY and team ABRN.

"Doctor," Oobleck responded, before continuing.

"And yes, Peter, I think it's safe to say this match may be the closest we've seen of the four-on-four round of the tournament!"

After a short pause, Port spoke out once again,

"For those of you just joining us, welcome to the Vytal Festival Tournament, broadcast live from the Amity Colosseum!" He waved his hand, gesturing to the scene in front of him.

He spoke once again,

"If this is your first time watching, allow us to break down the rules."

Oobleck continued next,

"The tournament is divided into three distinctive rounds; teams, doubles, and singles. Age and school year are irrelevant! In this tournament, your only attribute being tested... is skill."

Port nodded, then spoke,

"Correct! The winners of this battle will elect two of their members to represent them in the doubles round,  followed by the winners of that round choosing one member to advance once again. The remaining combatants will then fight their way through the final bracket in the hope of achieving victory for their kingdom!"

In the stands, a tired-looking Y/N was sitting next to Cinder, both observing the match in front of them. 

Y/N POV

"And yes, Peter, these certainly are some spectacular spectacles on which to spectate on! I don't think anyone tuning in around the world is going to disagree with me on that!" I heard the voice of Oobleck ring out through the stadium.

While the two Professors blabbered on, I conversed with Cinder.

"We couldn't just watch this from my dorm?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"You should support your friends in person, Y/N," Cinder replied, turning her head towards me.

"I know, I know. I'm just tired. School's been fucking me over, you know?"

"Yeah, trust me, I've had my late nights doing homework too. Remember that time the night before the breach?"

I chuckled before responding,

"Yeah, I was sick as fuck, then woke up to you doing homework at like 3 in the morning, and we had to be up at like 6."

She giggled.

"Mhm, anyways, I understand what you're going through, but you have to show your friends you care."

"Shouldn't they already know that?"

"Well, you don't make it very obvious." She ended with a slight smile.

I rolled my eyes at her, a slight smile evident on my face.