Constellation (Male Reader x RWBY)

Part 4

An 2 dimensional, intricately designed, circle appeared a bit above the ground. For a moment, it simply floated, until it started spinning. Starting off slow, it eventually reached faster speeds in due time at which point it slowly started descending. As it lowered, a figure slowly appeared in its place.

Y/N: Ah~ teleportation with those circles are so slow.

You whined to yourself, stretching out your arms and legs as the circle vanished on the floor. 

Y/N: Say, where am I-

Your mask's eyes opened up as you saw. . .

Nothing? No, wait. You took a step back, finally realizing you were staring at a wall. It was a dark metallic wall bolted together at certain points with slight rust here and there. You spun on your heel in a complete 180, only to see a box. It was a large crate with a pile of multi-colored crystals sticking out from the top. 

Y/N: Hm?

From somewhere behind the box, you heard chatter, footsteps and the chime of objects clattering against each other. And then you heard a thud which reverberated throughout the building, which you noticed was quite big. After a while of listening, you just shrugged to yourself and walked out from behind the crates. 

Of course, it didn't take long for you to be spotted, considering there was only a single group of people there. 

???: Who are you?

A well dressed man, if you do say so yourself, fashioned with a white suit, sleek black pants and shoes. He was also equipped with a bowler hat on top of his orange hair, and a scarf which he adjusted slightly with his free hand. His other hand, of course, was holding a cane with its end opened up. It was aimed at you. This, was Roman Torchwick.

To his left, were three other characters. Two of which, were also targeting you. One was an emerald green haired, brown colored girl. She wore an olive-colored crop top with chaps that were torn and belt and white half-gloves on her hands. Beneath, she had dark green pants with brown shoes. Her weapon of choice were a pair of pistols which had blades sticking out at the end on a slant downwards. She, was Emerald Sustrai.

To her left was a silver haired boy, suited with a slate gray and black partial-zip jacket with a set of vambraces and rerebraces protecting his arms. Below the waist, he adornes a belt and loose black pants. His weapon of choice was his. . . boots? They had a firing mechanism at the bottom of them which you could slightly see as one of his feet were raised. Meet, Mercury Black.

Roman: Hurry stranger, best you talk unless you don't care about that pretty life of yours.

You looked glanced back at him for a moment. Until your mask blinked.

Roman: The hell? What are you, some robot?

Y/N: No, actually! My mask is just made specially to convey my face well!

You simply giggled at his question.

Mercury: Can't you just do that with your face? Rather than the whole, you know, mask?

Y/N: Well~ I also have another reason for the mask. But that's my teensie weensie little secret!

They stared daggers at you with mixed reactions of confusion, anger, and surprise. Eventually, Mercury and Emerald were slightly shoved to the side as another figure made their room into the group. 

???: Answer the question, who are you?

She wore a dark red dress with golden designs running down from the neck to her arms. On her right hip lied a blue feather accessory. She stood seemingly calm, but a fire echoed from one of her eyes as she stared at you. Behold, Cinder Fall.