The wounded warrior

The unseen wound

I woke up in a sweat again having the same nightmare. I got up and decided to take a hot shower to take my mind off of the nightmare, and gain mental clarity. I went into the bathroom and removed my undergarments i usually wear under my armor. I walked into the shower and turned the water up so it was hot. I felt the water hit my skin and go over my body as i felt it touch the scars on my back and chest from when my family abused me, but also the ones i've gained in combat which weren't many. Sensei trained me well enough to defend myself enough, but i have met worthy opponents on my travels. After spending some time taking my shower i get out and dry off. I walk over to the mirror after putting my clothes on and look in the mirror. I moved my shirt down a bit to show a scar on my shoulder, it was the first time my family used a weapon on me. It was a kitchen knife, and it finally gave me the strength to leave. I closed my eyes feeling a pain in my head as memories came back, but i shook them off as i left to put my armor back on and head to ozpin's office.

Timeskip to ozpin's office

I exited the elevator to see ozpin at his desk with a mug of coffee. I walked up to his desk and bowed.

"Good morning mr.ozpin", i said in a respectful tone.

"huh, your family isn't suppose to be here for another 10 minutes. I have to say they are very happy to know that your ok, but i think it will not be a happy reunion", he said with a seldom tone.

"you are correct sir. I agreed to do this so as your samurai you would have trust in me", i said explaining myself.

"So, you didn't do this to meet your family again. You did this to gain trust, interesting", he said interested.

 We hear the elevator ding, which means they are here. I walk over to ozpin and stand right next to him with my hands at my side standing tall. The elevator opened as Ruby, Yang, Summer, Tai, and Qrow walked in. They all were staring at me interested and confused, but i kept my cool. I've dealt with worse situations than this. What was strange was summer didn't have the smile i remember her having. Qrow kept taking swigs from a flash he had, i knew he drank but i didn't know it was this much. Tai still looked chipper, but it was a facade. What could have caused this?

"So, what did you want ozpin? you know i was busy on a mission for you. Also, who's the guy in the armor?", qrow asked.

"Well, we here about summer and tai's son", he said looking at me.

"is...is he...actually here?", summer asked tearing up.

"yes, and he's right here", he said pointing at me.

"That...can't be our son", tai said confused. Ozpin looked at me and i nodded as i began to take off my helmet earning gasps and tears from summer.

"Ma....max, my boy we are..."

"Please, save your words mrs.Rose. we will have time to exchange words soon", i said trying to be respectful even after everything she's done to me.

"Why do you call me mrs.rose, i'm your mother", she said confused.

"i...am sorry, but that word i can not use", i said.

"What...what do you mean?", she said getting teary eyed.

"I can not call you my mother, since i do not consider you my mother along with mr.xiao long. I am sorry", i said keeping my cool as i saw faces of shock except from yang and ruby.

"Before we continue this little reunion, i need answers to why mr.yamamoto isn't happy to see his family?", he asked getting to the point of why we are here.

"Yes ozpin, as a child i was abused and neglected by my blood parents. This was done to me because i could not manifest a aura at my age or unlock my semblance. so, they treated me like a street dog. Beat me, starved me, and made me do chores that they wouldn't. One night, summer cut my shoulder with a kitchen knife, and i ran out the back door holding my wound finally deciding it was time for me to leave. I was bleeding profoundly and with me running for so long i fell to the ground weak. A beowulf found me and i was unable to defend myself, until a man traveling to nearest town to meet an old friend cut the beowulf down in a single blow. This man was my sensei, he brought me in and taught me the ways of the samurai. I considered him my father, but never called him that since he only wanted me to call him sensei. While he called me student, but i knew he thought of me as his son. He died one year ago to old age, on his deathbed he finally called me "son". when i buried him i finally called him "father" for the first time", i said telling my story. Ozpin had a neutral look but i could sense his anger.