Rise of the fallen Reaper [Rwby X Male reader, Reaper Sequel]

Chapter 2: Reunited... But fear finds its way...

This has been the journey so far.

After the fight against the attacker, the reaper and the warrior has successfully defeated him, but when the little hooded girl spotted the reaper... Fear begins to build up inside him.

-Crow Father.

Ruby: (y/n)... Is that... You?

Ruby Rose and the rest were in complete shock when they caught their eyes on you, but you didn't want then to see you ever again. Ruby took a step forward towards you, in results you stepped back in fear.

Ruby: (y/n)?

Ruby then reached her hand out towards you as you stood there in silence, Ruby's hand the softly touches your cheek as she spoke.

Ruby: This is you... Right?

She said in a slight tone of sadness as she looked straight into your eyes as you sighed and answered.

(y/n): Yes... This is me...

And without warning, Ruby immediately wrapped her arms around you as tears rolled down her cheeks.

Ruby: I-I thought you were dead...

(y/n): I... I'm sorry Ruby...

You then wrapped your arms around her as you looked up to see Pyrrha hugging Nora as team JNPR is finally back.

Ren: Great to see you again Pyrrha.

Pyrrha: Its great to see you too Ren.

Pyrrha then turned towards Jaune as she walked up to him and placed both her hands on his cheeks.

Pyrrha: Jaune...

Jaune: Pyrrha...

The two then embraced each other as they both touched lips, you were smile... But you just couldn't.

Qrow: Hey...

Everyone looked towards Qrow as he points towards Neo.

Qrow: Who's the kid here?

Neo got angry at this as she raised a sign.

Neo: "I AIN'T NO KID!"

(y/n): Thats Neo, a friend of mine and Pyrrha's.

Qrow looked at you as he walked towards you as he smiled.

Qrow: Alright, another question.

(y/n): Ok ask aw- GAAAHH!!

Qrow Swung his large sword into your left shoulder as you fall on your knees as everyone was shocked.

Ruby: UNCLE QROW!

Jaune: HEY!

Qrow used a bit of force to push the sword further down your shoulder as black fog was bursting out of the wound, given the fact that you don't have a body.