Male reader X RWBY

Chapter One: Backstory

(D/N) = Dad's name
(Y/N) = Your name
Timeskip, 8 years, 3rd POV
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???: "(Y/N)!"

(Y/N): "Coming!"

You rush down the stairs to find your father, standing there with anger evident on his face.

(D/N): "Why aren't the dishes done?"

(Y/N): "Because you just used th-"

You were cut off by your father slapping you.

(D/N): "Enough of your excuses! Get them done and get them done NOW!"

(Y/N): "But-"

You were cut off by your father slapping you again.

(D/N): "NOW!"

(Y/N): "Y-yes sir."

What happened to make him like this?

Timeskip, 6 years ago, 3rd POV
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You awoke to the sound of your door slamming open.

(D/N): "(Y/N)!"

(Y/N): "Yes, sir?"

Your father picked you up and threw you against the wall.

(Y/N): *Grunt*

(D/N): "I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO BE UP BY NOW, YOU LITTLE SHIT!"

You just lay there, saying nothing.

(D/N): "I guess I'll just have to beat some sense into you, then."

Your father starts beating you relentlessly.

2 hours later
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(D/N): "And stay there!" Your father says, slamming the door.

You are laying on the floor, battered and broken.

Why?

Flashback, 4 years ago, 3rd POV
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You are washing the dishes when one slips out of your hand, smashing on the floor. When this happens, your father rushes through the door, angered beyond belief.

(D/N): "(Y/N). Did you just break that bowl?"

You are bent over, picking up the shards of glass on the floor.

(Y/N): "Yes sir, but I- AAGH!" You exclaim in pain, your hand now pinned to the floor on top of the glass.

(D/N): "And what happens when we break things that we are told to NOT break?"

(Y/N): "We clean them up, then we- AAGH!" You exclaim, having had your hand pressed harder to the floor.

(D/N): "No, it's quite simple. WE DON'T!" He yells in anger, pushing your hand farther into the glass.

Your father takes his foot off of your hand, allowing you to lift your hand and continue cleaning the glass.

(D/N): "Now then, get to work. I don't want to see a single drop of blood or single shard of glass on the floor when you're finished."

You say nothing while he walks away, and you continue to clean up the glass, no longer feeling the pain from your hand.

.......

Flashback, 2 years ago, 3rd POV
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You are currently walking back from town, groceries in hand, when 3 thugs get in front of you, stopping you.

???1: "Well, well, well, look what we got here."

???2: "Looks like we got someone to play with," he says, chuckling slightly.

???3: "Give us all your money and you might leave unharmed."

You stand there, saying nor doing nothing.

???2: "Hey kid, you hear him? Give us all your money!" He says, getting agitated.

You still stand there, saying nor doing nothing, not even acknowledging their existence.

???3: "Alright then, so that's how it's gonna be. Get him, boys!"

They start beating you ruthlessly.

Timeskip, 30 minutes
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???3: "Come on boys, we're done here."

They then leave, you still laying there with groceries in hand. You then get up and start walking back home, your legs being evidently broken, but you pay no mind.

Flashback, 1 week ago, 3rd POV.
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(D/N): "(Y/N)!"

You walk down the stairs to see your father and mother, being mauled by Grimm.

(D/N)/(M/N): "HELP US, (Y/N)!"

You stand there, staring at them with your dead, lifeless eyes, watching as your mother and father get torn apart by Grimm.

When they are finished, a Beowolf walks up to you, sniffing you. It then soon walks away, seeings how you are emotionless and lost your soul long ago. You then start cleaning the house, starting with the dead bodies of your parents.