Rage given form- bullied General Grievous male reader VS team RWBY

The terms of one's existance

*1 week later NO ONE'S POV*

Y/n stands at his window... looking out at the view, not daring to look around for fear of seeing his reflection in the already smashed mirror of his new accommodations gifted by Salem.

Watts: "Y/n. Y/n you're not stuck in here." He says nothing. "you can have a life, you can have more than that... if you stay up here brooding-"

Y/n: "-I'm processing. I can access so much. But I can't put it all together."

Watts: "not yet. But, if you work with me, if you assisted us-"

Y/n: *cough* "-so you can do to someone else, what you did to me? No. I stay hidden."

Watts: "the advancements I've made in just a week, I could make you a fighting machine, that's what you've always dreamed, to become powerful-"

Y/n: "-does anyone know?"

Watts: "what?"

Y/n: "Salem's other followers, does anyone know I'm here?"

Watts: "uhh... I-I...I didn't think you were ready for-"

Y/n: "-for what? For them to see the monster?"

Watts: "you are not a monster."

Y/n turns, his sickly yellow eyes catch the light from the outside as he does
Y/n: "it's weird that you thought I meant me."

Watts: "what we did... we gave you another chance to live. We righted the wrongs that Ozpin and his students gave you. Salem saw a spark in you, the drive to live. She couldn't bare to lose you."

Y/n: "but she did... I've got a language in my head that I don't speak, and it's not just digital, it's more. Everyday, I wake up different... modified."

Watts: "how do you-" Y/n's arms disconnect forming four instead of his two. "my goodness."

Y/n connects his arms back together.
Y/n: "couldn't do that last night. Piece by piece the old Y/n is dying. My eyes are this sickly yellow, my feet are metal talons..." Y/n presses the side of his mask which retreats and parts revealing his face underneath "I'm not me anymore." *cough* *cough*

Watts: "no you're not... you're better than you. You're faster, stronger-"

Y/n: "-I'M A MONSTER! All I ever wanted was to lead a normal life, and now it seems I must live that life as a tin can."

Watts: "perhaps you should try to take your mind off of all this. Here." He places down a large amount of spare parts and electronics. "Perhaps crafting your weapons again would be a better use of your time, or at least a good distraction?"

Y/n: "maybe... can you leave me alone now please?"

Watts leaves and shuts the door behind him, leaving Y/n alone by himself again.

*timeskip, that evening. Y/n's POV*

I completed my new crystals. Seems my semblance works best when I'm focussing on my pain and anger. 2 blue and 2 green crystals were made. With my new arms being able to do double the work seen as I have 4 arms I crafted new lightsabers within hours.

I'm stood in the training room (which is just a big empty hall) with my four lightsabers hung around my waist on a belt.
Y/n: "alright lets try this out."

I grab all four lightsabers and uncouple my secondary pair of arms. Activating one blade in each, I swing my blades, carving though manakins relentlessly as I see red and scream out in anger

I hear someone's footsteps behind me and turn spinning my top blades by spinning my hands constantly

Salem: "most impressive."

Y/n: "Salem. Forgive me, I... I lost control." I turn my lightsabers off and place them back on my belt and return my arms to their normal position.

Salem: "no need to apologise child. You're anger is understandable. This is why we gave you such an impressive body. The anger you feel, the loss and grief, it must be released or it will consume you, and that is what I want. I want to see you blossom into the strongest person you can be. No matter what."

Y/n: "but I'm not a person... not anymore." I look down at my hands, bony technorganic nightmares "now I'm more yet so much less... I'm horrifying."

Salem: "do you think me the same?"

Y/n: "I don't understand the question your highness." *cough*

Salem: "you think yourself a monster because you are different. Because you are not what you once were. When Watts was saving your life I gave you all the knowledge of my existence to you. You know what I have gone through. Do you think I'm a monster?"

Y/n: "no ma'am... you did what you did for love, and that is the purest reason for anything. They thought you selfish for wanting your love back... that's not selfish."

Salem: *smirks* "had I known then what I do now, I woudn't have bothered."

Y/n: *chuckle* "no, I guess you wouldn't... so what do I do now?"

Salem: "that's a good question. I certainly could use someone of your power in my court. The weapon to enact my justice. The General of the Grimm, answering only to me, under a new title... General Grievous."

Y/n: *cough* *cough* "will your followers accept me?"

Salem: "they wont have a choice, they do as I command."

Y/m: "well then." I walk forward and activate my lightsaber. "What would you have your General do?"