Servant of the Six (RWBY x FFXV M!Reader

Prologue

City of Traxis - Insomnia Outskirts

What started out as a normal day for the quiet mountain town of Traxis was soon replaced with the screams and cries as the city was engulfed in flames, amongst the chaos was Y/n the son of one of the local Huntsmen as the city devolved further into chaos and the Daemons started pouring into the city, Y/n's father had pulled the young boy from the burning remains of the house only to find his leg badly burned. Knowing full well that if his son were to stay here then his leg would need to be amputated which would only cause the boy immense depression, one thing was for certain that whoever was behind this attack wasn't friendly.

"Father, why's this happening? We've done nothing to them. So why are they attacking us? Where's Emerald? She was with me before the attack."

"I don't know my boy, now listen and listen well. I want you to run for the Crown City, find Regis and stay safe, your mother and I love you so much. Live for us my boy, live for us."

As the boy's father returned to the village, Y/n wasted no time in making his escape from Traxis and begin the long trek towards the Crown City of Insomnia his leg only causing the boy even more grief as pain surged through his body with each passing step. Reaching a nearby hill, Y/n looked back over his shoulder as his home burned to the ground in front of him, tears welled in the boy's eyes as the distant screams and cries of the villagers echoed out into the night. For Y/n, his life was never to be the same after this night.

As the boy reached a clearing in the woods, exhausted, hungry and depraved of anything to quench his thirst, the young boy's thoughts drifted back to his home and his family. As the young boy perched himself on a nearby rock, Y/n brought his legs to his chest as he began to sob knowing full well that his family was dead and he had no news of his best friend or even if she had survived the attack. As Y/n delved deeper into despair, the boy heard the all to familiar growl of a Gargoyle, centering his gaze on the glowing red eyes emanating from the bush Y/n hopped off his rock as the Gargoyle stalked forward from the bushes.

"What! Attacking my home wasn't enough for you!? You gotta come and finish the job personally!? Well come on then!"

Clenching his fist, Y/n felt and unfamiliar sensation course through his veins as soon as it reached his hand the boy felt the cold metal of a freshly tempered hilt form within his grasp. Gazing down at his hands the boy noticed two swords with peculiar design only ever seen on the weapons used by the Crowns Guard and Kingsglaive of Insomnia.

"What the? Is this ... my Semblance? Why now of all times? Why couldn't you unlock back home!? I could have helped my family!!"

As Y/n's anger grew so too did the heat of the blades, as the swords in his hands burst into flames the Gargoyle before Y/n let out a deafening howl prompting the boy to rush blindly at the Grimm in front of him, taking the boy's charge as a sign of aggression the Gargoyle in turn retaliated and charged at the boy as Y/n moved within striking distance of the Gargoyle the boy noticed the Daemon's claw heading right for him fueled by anger Y/n completely disregarded his own safety and prepared for the end only to have the Daemon's claw phase right through his body sending the Daemon tumbling allowing the boy a brief opening with which to finish off the Daemon by running his blades through the downed Daemon causing the Daemon to burst into an explosion of lightning.

As Y/n finished off the Daemon as it was engulfed in the lightning of his swords, the boy took note of the design of the swords and noticed a lack of a Dust chamber, directing his gaze from his weapons to the charred remains of the Daemon, Y/n felt dizzy as his swords disappeared. Feeling nauseous Y/n collapsed face first into the ground the faint sound of an airship overhead as he slipped into an unconscious state feeling a pair of arms grab his limp body the last thing the boy heard was a deep voice talking to him.