War Torn But Never Broken (Crusader Male Reader x RWBY)(On Hold)

Prologue - The Battle Of Eichenwalde

(A/N: This makes more sense if you watch the video first. Also this is my first fanfiction so don't judge too badly)  

Before the battle began

(Y/N) POV

"Reinhardt you gotta lay off the glory talk. It gets really annoying after five seconds." As I said this Reinhardt immediately looked in my direction with a stern face. As he walked up to me I could see a smirk come across his face ever so slightly. He was right in front me, staring me down with nothing but glee plastered on his face. "And you need to search for glory within the battlefield my friend. Every time you get some form of glory you shy away from it. It's something to be proud of and earn in battle." I had nothing to say from his comeback. "I guess you're right Rein. Go with to the old man. He said he wanted to tell you something."

"We will fight together on the battlefield and talk about our victory after then. " As he was about to leave to the old man I heard him say "Live with honor."

I managed to quietly say "Die with glory. Reinhardt." before he left.

~Timeskip~

Reinhardt POV

"So that's it. You're leaving us." I say flicking back the 'medal' he gave me and quite surprised at the words of my old friend within the crusaders. I never knew about this before. "I have been called. I must answer, It is a great honor" I knew he wanted to go. To help others. See the world. Be known as a hero. "Eeergh. To disappear into some 'secret organization'. Give up the glory in being a Crusader? Hahaha. I don't think so." I loved being a Crusader. People knew me all around Germany. I loved protecting my homeland, fighting worthy opponents and having some drinking partners. I went back to carving my name into the bar and all I hear a soldier say is "Hahahaa. He wishes he got picked." I thought to myself that covering your hand to make it not seem like I was to hear then say it pretty loud defeats the purpose. I take my revenge and drink the beer he just got. I then decided to go on a long speech on how the crusaders were better in every way. After putting down the beer of course.

"The Crusaders are immortal defenders of Germany. People will be singing songs, about our legacies."

"Our legacies are our deeds. And this war, is bigger than all of us"

I then heard footsteps quickly approaching, like they were in a hurry. A soldier came and stopped just before the doorway. He said something that I had no idea what he said because I wasn't paying attention to him. Then I heard my old friend say "Alright people, they're playing our song, stick with your dance partners-" I then winked at me 'dance partners. "And crush those rust buckets." Everyone began to move out and I knew what this meant. So as the good friend that I am I walked up to him with his hammer and joked. "Here's your walking stick old man." He let out a hearty chuckle and replied with "Live with honor." So I finished. "Die with glory."

~Timeskip~

I started charging through the Omnic horde with ease, destroying every last one I saw in my way. I could imagine how much glory I would get from this. My team was just slowing me down, I can destroy them all by myself if I was allowed and alone. The wind rushing against my face as I smashed an Omnic into the ground felt magnificent. I loved it. I brought the now destroy Omnic from the ground and threw him against his own kind. With one more remaining I took my hammer and smashed him into pieces from above. I laughed as I said "I love the wind in my hair." "Get back and protect your team." My old friend is scolding me from making this easier. "Ahh they're just slowing me down." When I said that I ran forward and smashed another Omnic from above and slammed another into the wall whilst he was looking at his now dead ally. "Besides they're fine."