To mend what is broken (RWBY x father reader)

14-Sibling rivalry/Vote

A/n: Oh sweet! The Father hit 100k reads! Awesome!

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Noir's p.o.v.

Noir: 'WHAT THE FUCK, DAD!?!?'

I silently glare at my loving caretaker as he just announced me sparring with my sister. Trying to look calm and collective, I make my way to the arena along with Blake. My faunus ears folded so hard to my head, I might pull a muscle. As I pass my father, he gives me a double thumbs up. If I wasn't wearing sunglasses, he'd see I'm squinting so hard with rage I'd look like I'm from Mistral.

Over all, most of the other students start to cheer for either Blake or me. It's a practice fight! It's not like people are betting money on this.

Ruby: Go Blake!

Nora: Break his legs!

Coco: You got this, Noir!

Jaune: Woo whoo! Go Blake!

So far, there seems to be more people rooting for Blake than the guy who was picked to be a one man team by Ozpin himself... Encouraging. Thankfully, I had most of team CFVY cheering me on with the exception of Fox. I'm pretty sure he's mute. Along with Yang, but frankly she's rooting for both sides..... Holy hell, that wasn't even intentional!

Anywho, we take our positions in the arena. Blake with her Gambol Shroud. Me with my Chimera. Our pictures and aura levels are shown on screens up above.

Noir: 'Ok, think. Why the hell would dad pull this shit if he knows full well my opinion of Blake?

(Y/n): Ready!

I pull my arms back, priming the gauntlets' firing mechanisms.

Noir: 'There's always a reason to his madness. So what's this one?'

She unsheathes her sword gun thing from the hatchet sheath and duel wields them.

(Y/n): Set!

Noir: 'Fuck it. I'll figure it out later. Just remember what she's capable of.'

(Y/n): FIGHT!!!

Noir: 'And for the love of Monty, don't lose control of your ears.'

I charge at Blake like a bullet, preparing to skewer her with my wrist blades. She steps back in surprise by the speed. As steel touches skin, she suddenly pops into a black cloud in her image. No time to look confused, I swing my arms up and block an attack from above.

A metallic clang resonates as sword meets gauntlets. I push her back as I extend both of my primary blades out, staring her down. I leap at her, ready to strike again. Before striking, I activate my semblance at the last second. As the world slows down around me, I can see Blake jump back as an exact copy of her is left behind.

I tear through the mimic and catch Blake by surprise with two slashes against her abdomen. The force of the blow launches her across the arena. A small grin forms on my face. As she gets back up, I run at her as I begin to shoot. Causing her to stumble a bit.

I shoot a grappling hook at one of her feet and pull hard. She trips over and falls on her back, knocking the wind out of her. I jump in the air and prepare to stomp her lungs out. I guess the idea of crushing Blake's ribcage was so enticing, I never noticed her roll out of the way and leave behind an ice clone. My feet crushes the ice, entrapping my legs on the spot.

Noir:..... 'Yeah, I deserve what comes next.'

I get a hard kick to my back. Knocking the wind right the fuck out of my lungs as I'm launched from the ice trap. I skid across the ground along with some ice shards until I come to a stop. Putting my hands under me, I push myself back up.