Copycat (Blake x Male reader)

Chapter 2: Bloody Battle

The airships that were carrying the new students of Beacon slowly were making they way towards landing at the school though most people didn't seem to mind how long it was taking for the airships to dock as most of them were looking out at the view from the many windows. (Y/n) though was more paying attention to a male student that had blonde hair who currently was covering his mouth as if he was going to throw up. (Y/n)'s reasons for watching the male student that was going to vomit by the looks of things was so that he could be as far away from him as he could be. "You think if someone had a problem with travlling by airship they would of taken another way to get to the school," he sighed rubbing his face but mainly covering his eyes as he did not want to actually see the guy's breakfast that he had that morning. By the sounds of two girls after vomit boy actually threw up they didn't exactly want to see it either. Not only was the fact someone was sick in the space were there was a good amount of people they were on an airship which meant one very important thing. The windows couldn't be opened so the smell was soon going to be filling the room and the students that didn't mind how long the trip was taking suddenly were changing their minds wanting to get off the airships as soon as it was humanly possible for them. Though when that was actually going to happen was much longer than anyone at the moment in time ever hoped it would be.

After what seemed like a much longer time than it actually was the airship finally had came into dock at the school. Stepping out of the airship (y/n) slowly looked around him trying to take in the size of the school grounds that were out in front of him. "I've never seen such a big school," he muttered this thoughts out quietly letting the other students coming out of the airship walk past him not giving them much attention as he took in the fact this was going to be his new home for the next few years. Suddenly the nerves that he was feeling earlier quickly came back as the worries if he could actually pull off his new life. Rubbing his face lightly letting out a bit of a sigh he did his best to shake his worries away or to push them to the back of his mind. He needed to not stand out and keep his head down. If he did that he should just be fine and have no real problems. Taking a deep breath then nodding to himself getting himself ready before starting to follow the other new students as they made their way down the stone paths heading to where (y/n) believed was the main building or something of that nature though in the corner of his eyes he thought he saw a girl with black hair and matching black bow on the top of her head. Not sure why but he stopped in his tracks trying to spot her once again but he couldn't see anyone like that as if the girl had disappeared as quickly as he saw her.

"That was weird," he said rubbing the back of his neck trying to shake a bad feeling that slowly started to come in the back of his mind. As he stood in the middle of the path still staring into space he felt someone's shoulder crash into his knocking him down onto the ground with a stumble. "Watch where you are going," a clearly angry male voice told him as they stood where (y/n) was standing only a few seconds beforehand. Looking up towards the male who's voice that it belonged to narrowing his eyes up at him but tried to stop himself from getting angry. "I was just standing still it's not like you couldn't walk around or just ask me to move," (y/n) stated getting back up onto his feet dusting himself off then put his hands in his pockets. Now standing up he could get a better look at the clearly wannabe bully in front of him he could tell that he was one that like to use his height and build to scare people into doing what he wanted as he was at least over a head taller than him with a build that look he could throw someone of his size easily. Moving to look back up at his face he could see that he was already getting more pissed by the fact he was talking back to him. Staring at each other for a while neither one of them speaking out for a moment before (y/n) let out a bored sigh then went to turn around just wanting to walk away from the guy as he wasn't even really worth his time talking to him as he didn't seem to use his head for much more than maybe breaking open coconuts or something like that. Only getting to take a few steps away from him he felt his arm getting grabbed before he felt his body being spun back around to face the boy again. Though the moment when his body was back towards facing him armoured fist was brought up with a strong swing it made impact with his face knocking him back down to the ground he was sitting on not all that long ago. Holding his face from the mix of sharp and blunt pain throbbing from where he was hit. Slowly he moved one hand from his face seeing blood over his palm as it came from his nose which had took most of the impact from the blow and going from the pain he was in along with the pain he was guessing that they guy had jut broke his nose. "Okay that hurts, a lot." (y/n) mumbled carefully holding his nose with his other hand trying to stop the bleeding from getting any worse but he could still feel the blood running down his face over his lips and down to his chin. The taste of metal filled his mouth causing him to cough a little not liking it. "What the hell was that for?" he snapped looking back up at the guy who was shaking his hand out from the impact of the punch he had landed on him before looking over at him after hearing him question why he threw the punch to begin with. Rising his eyebrow almost questioning why there was a problem with what he had done to start with. "I thought it was pretty simple." he started to explain before kneeling down in front of (y/n) who was still sitting on the ground waiting for the bleeding to stop before even trying to move. "If it was simple then I wouldn't be asking you any question. Wouldn't I?" he stated his voice sounding muffled due to the damage that was done to his nose. The boy's face went from blank showing nothing just a stare as he looked down at him suddenly twisted as his anger quickly came back. "You are such an annoying rat," he snapped grabbing him by the front of his hoodie pulling him up as he stood nearly lifting (y/n)'s feet off the ground. (y/n) just looked at the anger building up and gave a faint smile, he had dealt with people like him before and he knew that he could easily turn the table on him but glancing around him a few students had started to watch the events that were taking place. "What are you smiling at?" the bully asked rising his voice. With the shouting and giving into his anger but (y/n) remained quiet barely even looking at him or even giving him much attention in the hopes that he would get bored and just let go of him so they could get on with their first day without anymore problems but it had the opposite effect only causing him to get angrier. "Answer me," he shouted using his free hand striking him once against this time striking him across his face causing a pain to shoot up his jaw. Deciding that he should give him a little of what he wanted and spat in his face leaving a little bit of blood on his cheek before smiling slowly at him enjoying the shocked look spreading across the bully's face from his actions. "I guess it wasn't the answer you were looking for but you know what I don't get. You clearly don't like it when I talk back to you but yet you don't like it when I ignore you, maybe you should really make up your mind before trying to start a fight," (y/n) said chuckling a little as he always did find it funny  when people were confused by how well he seemed to be able to read them. It wasn't that he was very good at reading others but rather that he sent so much time growing up reading whatever he could get his hands on so he would normally put people into groups of the characters he would see time and time again over the stories he used to read. The one he was grouping the guy in front of him right now was with the bully or meathead kind. The bully stared at (y/n) trying to work out what he had meant by what he said to the point you could nearly see the gears turning in his head. "Don't hurt yourself thinking too much," (y/n) said cracking another smile before his eyes widen seeing the guy bringing his fist back up for another strike. Knowing that he wouldn't be able to bring his arms up fast enough to block in the coming punch he was only able to close his eyes tightly waiting for the strike to land. Though he was expecting another punch in the face this time the strike landed hitting him in the stomach knowing the air right out of his lungs before landing onto his hands and knees being dropped back down to the ground trying to catch his breath though there was a small amount of pain with each breath he took. Slowly he looked back up towards the bully who was bring his foot back up whining it up for a powerful kick.