Male V Reader x RWBY

M & M

You begin to call the Militech agent Meredith Stout. Thinking to yourself as your phone rings that it'd be better to just rip the corpo band-aid off. Especially if you want to be sure Royce doesn't want to fuck you. Metaphorically speaking.

Stout: Stout here. Start by telling me how you got this number.

She orders.

(Y/n): Quite the charmer...Know more than your number. Heard you misplaced a convoy.

You explain as you heard sounds of struggling in the background of the call.

Stout: You! Shut him up! Spill what you know. Don't make me wait.

She says in a demanding tone once again.

(Y/n): Nuh-uh, not on the horn. Let's meet, cut a deal.

You counter not to anting to bend the knee to this corpo bitch that easily.

Stout: A deal... Fine. Storm channel under the highway - meet you there.

She hangs up prompting you to call your car and drive to the marked destination. As you drive, Johnny appears in the passenger seat.

Johnny: If I were you, I'd stay on your toes during this meet.

(Y/n): Got some words of wisdom or are you just here to say fuck corporate cunts like this woman we're going to see?

Wisdom. Millitech has been around longer than I have. They're cold, calculate, even if you look at them the wrong way you'll be flatlined in a heartbeat.

You give a toothy grin and lean back in your seat.

(Y/n): Well...I'll be sure to put on my good manners then.

When you arrive, you see one heavily armoured millitech vehicle with two black cars surrounding it. You see Meredith herself exit the huge armored car.

(Y/n): Hmm...

Johnny: Double hmm...why only the one armour and the two unmarked normal cars...?

(Y/n): Feels like I'm a pig walking into a meat grinder.

You kill the engine and exit your ride. You approach Meredith and see all eyes on you.

Stout: Meredith Stout. Take it you were the one to call....

She puts her hand out for a handshake which prompts you to return the gesture.

(Y/n): Yep, Got an offer for ya-

You don't get the time to finish talking before getting knocked out onto the floor.

Stout: Thought you could blackmail me, fucker?! Set conditions?! Got any more for me?!

She yells as one of her bodyguards picks you up and holds some iron to your head.

(Y/n): Calm the fuck down! I just wanna talk!

One of the guards connects a wire to you. His eyes glow as he focuses on you.

???: Christ, Meredith...

You hear another voice followed by laboured breathing. You see a man who looks as if he had been beat within an inch of his life.

Stout: Shut your trap! That fucking thing ready?

She says as she looks at the guard who had the gun at your temple and a wire in your neck.

Militech Guard: All set.

Stout then faces you and with a stern expression, approaches you closely.

Stout: Now answer my questions. Honestly. Forthrightly. Are you here alone?