Patterns [RWBY X DEMON SLAYER]

Dreams and Hopes

"Why don't you just get rid of me already?" Bell asked, taking Qrow slightly by surprise. "Does it really matter? You're here now and not in a damn juvenile center. Just enjoy your freedom." He leaned back on his palms, and looked up into the night sky. The campfire flickering against his chin.

"Yeah it matters! I'm just some kid you're dragging around! Why do you care if I end up in some juvine center or whatever?" Bell threw his hands up in the air in frustration. Qrow had completely deflected his initial question.

Said huntsman chuckled "Fine, I'll tell you. But just don't let it go to your head." he said. Qrow leaned forward, meeting the boy's bright eyes.

"For one" he pointed at Bell "I see lots of potential in you. When's the last time you've seen a kid take on a huntsman, much less an adult?"

Bell frowned "I'm not a kid! I'm like 12 or 13!" a flick to the forehead cut off the boy. "You're missing the point dumbass. I'm complementing you and all you can think about is your age." Qrow stared as he watched Bell rub where his finger had hit.

"You're strong, plain and simple. Talent like that shouldn't waste away, it would be a shame. And you're only 11, imagine how much better you'll get once you get to my age. Or when you let me unlock your aura." he explained to Bell.

The boy huffed in annoyance "Aura is for the weak! All it does is make you soft!" Bell exclaimed.

Qrow raised an eyebrow "It's a barrier that protects you. How the hell would it make you soft?"

The boy gained a smug smirk "Aura makes it so you don't have to focus on defense right? So you won't think twice about takin' hits! But what if your enemy can cut through your aura or break it a single powerful attack!? You'll be so focused on the loss of your precious shield that you'll die without knowing how to defend yourself!"

Qrow shrugged and responded to the essay Bell had just spat out "Suit yourself, personally I don't like getting riddled into shredded cheese by bullets." he flopped down into the grass closed his eyes.

"Whatever, you're just jealous of my greatness." Bell leaned against a tree and started drifting off.

"Why didn't you save me?"

His eyes snapped open, there stood Qrow. They were both back in the mine shaft. Cold air assaulted his soul itself as the boy's stomach dropped. The man grabbed Bell by the shoulders with a crazed expression.

"Why didn't you save me!?"

Blood sprayed all over the boy as he frantically tried to pull away. He looked in fear as Qrow's arm was torn away into a bloody mess. His world spiraling out of control as the shouting continued.

"WHY ARE YOU SO WEAK!?"

Bell folded in on himself as he sobbed uncontrollably "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." his chanting spilled into the world as his feelings were being torn out of him by force.
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Bell woke up covered head to toe in sweat. Hands reached out for him, the boy flinched and leapt out of the hospital bed. His hands instinctively reached for his waist, but found nothing.

He looked up at his attackers to find only two people standing there. Ozpin and a lady wearing a white coat.

The headmaster spoke first "You were screaming in your sleep. I was immediately contacted after our school nurse, Ms. Cora tried to wake you."