Nora x oc

Ch.3

Okay so first off, sorry I haven't updated yet. Secondly, I found an awesome author on Wattpad, but all of the works they did, almost none of them are being finished and it pisses me off because they abandoned their story and I reeeeeeaaaally want to know what it ends like. And if they finished one of them I can already tell it would be one of my favorites because there are not a lot of stories about rwby and the male character getting dominated, something I wish would happen to me, and not a lot of guys I know or heard of want that. Shout out if you're submissive like me!!
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     The plane lands so I move my bag on the cart and I get on the bottom shelf. I hear a door open and the cart starts moving. The bags I'm on and me are jostled and bumped around. The air is hot and dry, like someone breathing down my neck. I wander where I am. Gotta wait it out though. Everywhere around me I hear footsteps. Looking down dust is getting on the cloth and see I'm on a dusty road. No wander why this is so bumpy. Eventually the cart slows to a stop. I listen to see where the most footsteps and talking is coming from.          
      After about 30 seconds of waiting just in case I pile out of the cart and grab my bag. I peer my head above the bags and see I'm in like a desert looking place. No time to care, I turn around and sneak away to a chain link fence that's about 20 yards from the cart. I toss my bag over it and climb over the fence.  
    After going around I don't see a lot of people. Time to ask some people where I am. I see a tall man in a cloak with his hood down. He's a Faunus, not sure what kind though. I walk up to him and tug on the end of his cloak. He turns around and looks at me.
     "Excuse me mister, but where am I?" 
      He bends down to be eye level,"Adams street. Where's your parents?"
      "They abused me so I ran away," he frowns at this," so what town in menagerie is this?"
      He looks shocked,"This is Vacuo. How did you manage to wind up here?"
     "I stowed away on a plane to get away from them. Thank you for telling me where I am mister."
     I start to walk off but a hand in my shoulder stops me. I turn around to see the man. "How about you stay with me then?"
    "Okay."
    I grab his hand and we walk off together." Call me Vulcan, it's a nickname everyone knows me by."
    "Okay. I'm Dustin. I'll think of a new last name for me later."

Four years later, 10 years old
   
     Dustin Bliant. I have a last name now. It isn't Vulcan's last name, it's the name of a character in a book I read. Vulcan made me a set of weapons, machetes that transform into pistols, for my 10th birthday since he's a blacksmith. He said he's going to start training me now on how to use them. Well, whenever he isn't working making weapons to help support soldiers in the war. No one attacks us for it though. We live by ourselves outside of town so it's hard to find us. No one can really see the house since the front door is carved into the side of a rock and spray painted to be camouflaged.
     I have worked on my semblance and can slow things down a bit faster than before. Vulcan has a phone so I can still talk to the rabbit lady, who I learned to be Rosemary Scarlatina. Apparently she has a niece that's a few years older than me. I haven't been able to visit her since I can't afford it. Somehow a broke homeless kid won't get rich quick by moving, who knew? Her nice also want so help fight evil and defend those unprotected, like the Faunus that are attacked because of living.
     I lay down on my bed and start to go to sleep. Got to get my rest in just in case Vulcan does keep his promise and train me tomorrow.

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I'm trying to go over a lot of time without getting everyone lost on what happens because his backstory in this story is a freaking HUGE pet of why he is who he is. And sorry this was short. But hey, like I said, if you're submissive shout out to me