[HOLD] Devil Incarnate (RWBY x Male Reader x OCs)

Chapter 8: Truths Never Go Forgotten

When I finally returned to Beacon I went into my team's dorm to find my team, RWBY, and my sisters awaiting me in the dorm. "Hey girls, how's it going?" I ask, trying to break the ice, but to no avail. "Where did you go?" Katrina was the first to ask. "Went to see an old friend to see if they had some information on who was in charge of the White Fang operations here." I said as I placed my weapon on my desk so I could see if I could possibly modify it. "Why? We already know all we need about them." Blake said, speaking up so we all heard her. I took out the file I had on Neo and handed it to her. "Does she seem familiar to you?" I asked as she opened the file, shortly after she shook her head. "Neapolitan, aka Neo, she is an associate of Roman Torchwick. What I can't find out is, why the White Fang are letting Roman boss them around. Not to mention he doesn't seem like the type to control such a large operation like the White Fang." I state as I take my jacket off.

"If we can get her to come onto our side, well have a better chance at knowing when they hit and where." I say out loud to them. "Or we could turn her into the police." Weiss starts. "There's nothing about her anywhere, my informant was lucky to just her that little information. They wouldn't be able to keep her in jail for long, even if they did there would be a jail break just to get her out. It's simple tactics that they go by." I state as I examine my weapon. "How do you know so much about this kind of thing?" Yang asks, which makes everyone's eyes turn to me.

I sigh to myself as I pick my weapon up and turn it into the two scythes once I do I stab one into the desk and lay the other on the desk. "I was the leader of the Devil's Backbone, an organization who everyone either feared or respected. I'm sure all of you have heard rumors or the stories about us. Very few are true. Although we were an organization who took jobs, much like mercenary's, we had our codes and our morals. The biggest 3 being never harm any kids, never harm your brothers or sisters, and never harm the innocent." I state as I stop speaking for a few moments. "The reason the group vanished and were nowhere to be seen, was because I killed my brothers and sisters in arms." I said, causing them to all be suprised and somewhat on edge. "No, I didn't kill them. He killed them." I said he with venom clear in my voice, and in order to correct myself.

"You mean Malphas?" Yang asks, but I shake my head. "No, he isn't a demon. In a traditional sense anyways. For it just destroys and kills everything it can." I state while I take my weapon apart to clean it and check for any damages. "What do you mean it kills or destroys whatever it can?" This time Blake asks. "Simple, if it takes control anything that gets in its way it'll get rid of. By killing or destroying." I state as I start cleaning my weapon and do minor maintenance on it. Once I finish I put my weapons back together and put them on the desk. "Any other questions?" I ask as I turn around and lean against the wall. "Yes, just one. How do you know so much about it?" Weiss asked.

"Do you truly think I'm the first to have this problem? That's not how it is. Some are born with them, others can develop them overtime. Although they seem to attach onto those who'll grow to become the strongest. Finally from what I've researched on them, there is only 7 people with them at a time. There's never been less or more, once someone who possessed one dies it moves to another person." I state and gain my breathe back. "So there is 7 other people with them? Who?" Once again Weiss asks, to which I shrug before responding. "No clue, I've never met anyone else who had a Daemon. Despite going all across Remnant. They tend to usually stuck to themselves after all, with them being uncontrollable."

"If there are other people out there who can lose control and kill people like I'm thinking. We need to find them." Weiss stated, supposably in either fear or anger. "And what then? Lock them away? I'm sure they'll break out. Kill them? They'd sooner kill you, or any army you bring together. The best option would to make them attend Beacon so they can control themselves." I state as I take a book from my desk and begin reading it. Without responding Weiss just leaves, with her team following behind her.