Weiss's POV
As Neptune left, I looked down, regretting my actions. I still loved Y/N, but he was dead, and I didn't want to hurt Neptune's feelings. Just then, I heard a tap at my window. I went to it, and a figure in a Red Hood climbed into my room. "Hello, Weiss." he said.
"How do you know my name?" I asked.
"First Bruce, now you," he said, looking down, "Surely you remember. Fifteen years ago, this very night, a certain Y/N Wayne was kidnapped by the Joker. He was beaten in a warehouse and blown up."
"Y... Y/N?" I asked, "You're... alive?"
He removed his helmet. "Now you see me for who I truly am."
"Y/N, you need to tell people you're alive. They can--"
"NO! I'm sorry, Weiss, but... In order to do what I do, Y/N Wayne needs to remain dead. And that means we can't be together publically."
"I'll go with you. We'll hide away together, somewhere, ANYWHERE! Just don't leave me again!"
"I can't. After all, you don't want to hurt Neptune's feelings."
"Y/N," I began "I can explain--"
"Don't bother," he spat, "How long did it take to get over me? A month? A week?"
"I NEVER got over you! You are the love of my life!"
"Oh, but your actions indicate otherwise. He was my best friend! Aside from my family, Neptune was the only one I had to turn to. And what do I come back to find? My girlfriend cheated on me... With him!"
He then leapt out of the window. I watched as he rode off on a motorcycle into the distance, regretting myself for ever allowing Neptune to seduce me the way he did.
Your POV
You rode your motorcycle, disgusted at Weiss' actions. You didn't have time to cry because you had to foil an arms deal between Joker and Black Mask's gangs. You got on top of the building. "Let's see if these guns are everything Black Mask says they are." a Joker Thug said.
"You calling Black Mask a liar?!" a Black Mask Thug asked, offended.
"Quit busting my chops. Just show me what you got!"
You crashed through the skylight. "What you got is a flashy entrance from moi!" you joke.
As the gang members jump you, you get out your twin pistols and use up most of your ammo. You then put them away and beat up the remaining thugs. Leaving one, you grab him and ask, "Where's Joker keeping the goods?"
"You want information?" the Joker Thug asked, "Read a damn newspaper!"
"Wrong answer!" you growl, pushing the gun to his head.
"Okay, okay, stop!" he begged, "At the docks! He's keeping the guns at the docks!"
"Appreciate that," you say, shooting him, "Thanks for the tip!"
Perfect, you think, I keep going like this, and Joker'll be begging for mercy by midnight.
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Under the Red Hood: Male Son of Bruce Wayne Red Hood Reader X RWBY Weiss
FanfictionFifteen years ago, you were beaten, supposedly to death, by the Clown Prince of Crime, the Joker, and blown up. By a mere miracle, you survived, and continued to fight crime as the vigilante known as Red Hood. However, your father, Batman, looks int...
