[Discontinued] Sorrow's Road (Abused Male Reader X RWBY)

10: Sparring Mishap

It's been a while since the fight at the docks, but let's focus on the now, shall we? Y/N and Yang are the training room together. Yang is ready, but Y/N on the other hand?

(Yang)
You ready, Y/N?

(Y/N)
Hm? Oh, yeah. I'm  ready

Yang nods before lunging with her fist pulled back. Y/N sidesteps and rams his knee into her stomach; then knocks her back with a strong kick to the face. Yang recovers and sends shotgun pellets his way with her Ember Celica.

He dodges them with relative ease, and returns fire with his cannon. Yang rushes forward, tanking some of the shots, and engages in close quarters. Her domain. Yang throws jabs, crosses, and hard-hitting punches. Except, they don't connect as Y/N dodges like his life depends on it. Which it very well could. 

Y/N gains some distance and pulls his Rose; fanning the hammer to get some quick damage in. Yang tanks the incoming bullets and continues engaging in fisticuffs. Keeping close and not giving Y/N any breathing room.

Yang's plan was actually working! 'Least it was until Y/N pulled his Chaperone and took a chunk out of her aura.

(Y/N)
Gotta move faster than th-

His taunt was cut as Yang literally exploded. Her once lilac eyes now pure red, and her hair set ablaze. Yang swift punches Y/N in the gut. Dealing a devastating blow that knocks him back; out of the arena and sliding across the ground.

(Yang)
Look who won, Y/N?!

Yang walks to his body.

(Yang)
Have anything to say to that?

No response. Yang's expression turns from confused to downright terrified, as blood begins to pool beneath him. She flips his body to find a fairly large hole in his stomach.

(Y/N)
Ow...

His pained voice causes Yang to attempt to stanch the bleeding with her hands. Her head swarming with thoughts of, "I killed my brother..."

(Yang)
Y/N, y-you're going to be fine! J-Just...

He puts a hand on one of hers and another around her other hand's wrist. Y/N begins pulling her hands away, but Yang is against whatever he's attempting to do. 

(Yang)
Y/N, stop! I'm trying to help you!

He grunts in annoyance.

(Y/N)
I know

He manages to pull her hands away. Allowing Yang to see this wound healing. Y/N lets out a sigh of relief thanks to Yang not pushing his "holy" stomach. He lies back on the floor just as the wound closes completely. 

(Y/N)
You pack quite the punch, Yang

Yang sits speechless from almost killing her adopted brother. Then, said brother being completely unfazed by almost dying. 

(Y/N)
But boy... this is the last time I spar with you.

He sits up only to be hugged by a sobbing Yang.