White Rose (RWBY X ABUSED MALE READER)

Chapter 3: An Unhappy Reunion

Y/N's POV

I had been running for almost ten minutes until I decided it was time to stop and catch my breath, it had been a while since I had gone that fast for so long and I had forgotten how much it could take out of me. So I sat there in silence catching my breath until Inazuma decide to speak up.

Inazuma: Well that was a surprise, I must admit I don't really have that high of an opinion of Ozpin, but I didn't think he would break his word like that.

Y/N: Me neither he seemed too smart to do something so foolish.

Inazuma: Yeah, but I guess we were both wrong.

It was at that moment that my scroll began to ring. I looked at it surprised, who on earth would be calling me right now, curious I answered it.

Y/N: Who is this?

Sherlock: Hey buddy it's me.

Y/N: Sherlock! How the hell did you get my number?

Sherlock: I have my ways, and you should be grateful that I have those ways or else you wouldn't know where our dorm is.

Y/N: Oh thanks man, what number is it?

Sherlock: Dorm 234

Y/N: Thanks I will be there in a second.

Sherlock: Great. Oh and be prepared Trevor, Oliver, and I kind of want you to explain some things about your past if you are feeling up to it.

Y/N: Yeah you guys should know, it will most likely affect you guys as well.

Sherlock: "Thanks Y/N, see you in a minute" and with that, he hung up. As I put my scroll up I chuckled to myself. A minute? Please, I can get there in half that.

30 seconds later I was outside my dorm and knocking on the door, then another 10 seconds of waiting for one of them to answer it, finally Trevor opened the door for me.

Y/N: So I hear that you guys want some information about my past?

Oliver: Yeah, we've already guessed some of it, but it would be helpful to know what exactly happened.

I sighed and mentally prepared my self for what I was about to do. Then I told them my story right up until I met Sherlock. I did leave out a few parts, like my talking sword and my secret identity as the White Reaper.

Oliver: Wow Ozpin is a dick.

Trevor: I can't believe it, after everything my grandfather has told me about him I can't believe that he would just break his word like that.

Sherlock: Maybe he didn't.

Y/N: How? He said that he wouldn't tell anyone.

Sherlock: That's just it, he didn't tell anyone Miss Goodwitch did.

Y/N: That sneaky bastard.

Trevor: Now that fits what my grandfather told me about him

Oliver: ...He's still a dick.

Sherlock: I never said he wasn't dick, he's just a smart.

Just then we heard a knock at our door. We looked at each other surprised, wondering who would be knocking at our door at this time of day, then the knock came again followed by the stern voice of Glynda Goodwitch.

Glynda: Young men, you had better open this door right now before I blast it off its hinges.

Trevor rushed to open the door.

Trevor: Sorry Miss Goodwitch we were just surprised, what do you need?

Glynda: It is fine Mr. Bellmont and I have been sent to collect Mr. Rose. Professor Ozpin would like a word with him.