Ice Cold: RWBY (Neopolitan x Male Reader) (Complete (finally))

Fatal Contact

f/n=first name
l/n=last name
e/c=eye color
h/c=hair color

A lot has happened over the course of a year after the invasion at Beacon, some students were all going back home and some decided to live the life of a criminal. But some have been accused wrongly like f/n l/n. He wanted to explain that it wasn't him that commited the murder of an innocent 18-year old but that would cause more trouble for him. So he decided to lay low until the right time.

Y/n P.O.V.
It's been one crazy fucking ride this past year given the accusation. I am now currently homeless because I've been walking to my house which is in Menagerie. Great idea, y/n. I've bought enough food to last me for probably a month or three if I ration it right.

Just then, I heard running. Multiple footsteps. I turn around and see what looks like a dozen guards chasing after me. I run away and look for some place to hide. But some are already catching up to me. Then, I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around to see one the guards. He threw a punch that knocked me off balance. I roll on the ground and block an incoming kick and I counter it with a kick of my own in the stomach and a roundhouse. And then, another one tried to kick me and I ducked and punched behind both his knees. He was now kneeling and I did a spin and kicked him in the face.

Then I ran again. I was getting fatigued until I found what used to be a warehouse. I ran inside and hid. But that didn't stop 5 guards entering. I was getting tired of this shit but I had to do something.

So I put down my bag and got ready for a fight. One of the guards came at me and I immediately took him down with a straight kick to the face. I ran and lunged into the remaining guards and it was a series of counter punches and kicks but by the end, I was tired and bruised and victorious. I took out a water bottle and a loaf of bread. I drank the contents of the bottle and ate three loaves of bread. In the end, I took a quick nap.

I woke up hurting but rested. Then, I heard footsteps. I hid and peeked around the corner to see a familiar figure. It was definitely short. And when it turned around I saw the figure as a she. And I immediately recognized her.

Neo P.O.V.
I didn't know what I'd do now that Roman's gone. The sight of Roman getting killed still haunts me in my dreams and sometimes, I cry when I even think of him. Then my thoughts were interrupted by what sounded like the voice of a man. I immediately thought it was Roman but I was dead wrong. A figure emerged and walked towards me. I was ready to fight that I had my hands on my weapon. Then the figure became visible and I recognized that face. It was that guy I fought more than a year ago. He looks tougher now. But I stand before him. I grin at him knowing I could take him down. But the look in his eyes gives me a pang of uncertainty. He is certainly going to kill me if I make one tiny mistake. Besides, it's not like he never killed anyone. Then he pulls out two small, hooked knives from behind him. And he slashes at me. He barely missed me by a few centimeters. Wish I could say the same about my hair. I ready myself for anymore attacks knowing it can be fatal.