Undying Rage (RWBY x MaleReader)

Prologue

Y/N's POV

I woke up like any normal day; my door being kicked open and then thrown down the stairs by my little 'sister', while being yelled at by my mother saying

"GET YOUR ASS UP AND MAKE US SOME BREAKFAST!!" At this point you may be thinking 'Oh, my Oum, your parents are amazing!' I don't know if you could tell, but that was indeed sarcasm, my friend.

They do give me enough food to survive on, probably because of their... Never mind. There's no way they have any. I was taught how to defend myself, but that's because my 'father' wanted at least a little challenge when beating me. He didn't even teach me that much.

I then saw my elder 'brother' with a steaming kettle and a sly smile on his face. I knew what he was going to do before I was even thrown down the stairs because he wasn't the one to do that. I may seem like just a dumb kid, but to be perfectly honest: I'm the smartest person in this house, I've learnt about their cycle of the abuse. And since my 'father' wasn't home, he went out for a drink and that means more beatings. Then he poured the boiling hot water onto my leg and broke my pinky finger.

"Smart...but not too smart." I quietly mumbled to myself, but even so, my little 'sister' heard me. Most likely because of her semblance; super hearing.

"Mum, Y/N just called Jade dumb!" Worst thing about that is she'll believe it and Jade wouldn't even care. I look at both my Mum and Jade and yep, worst case scenario.

"WHAT IS THE NUMBER ONE RULE IN THIS HOUSE!?!?!?" I looked at my sister and she smiled, so I gave one back, but oh boy was it not a friendly one. She looked slightly scared but still had her smile. I could tell though, she was scared. "WHAT ARE YOU SMILING AT!?!? Jade, break his hand."

And he did. He broke my hand because he wanted respect so he wouldn't be beaten. I decided to never give these assholes any respect. No. Matter. What.

 Now here's the thing: I blacked out after my hand was broken, but before I did I answered my Mum's question with as much venom I could muster "Respect". 

Timeskip brought to you by Chibi Jade bowing down to the father

I awoke back in my room, except this wasn't my room, but this looked so much like my room. The window didn't show anything outside, just a dark abyss that I swear I saw something in.

Then I heard a female voice ask me "Do you want power? Do you want to get out of the house?" I probably surprised her by shaking my head 'no' and thought to myself that if I did my sister would probably get hurt, even more than me. 

"Don't get me wrong I want her dead, but I will be the one to do it!" I then heard the voice laughing, at least I think it was laughing.

"That is something you would say, but why deny power? Is it because you refuse others help or is it because you want to stay getting beat up?"I knew what she was trying to do and oh boy, am I going to make HER fall into MY trap. Obviously I couldn't say this and I could only look at the outside to see that there was something out there. And it was big.

"You really want to know? It's because I don't trust a one-sided deal that sounds way to good, M'lady." I'm not going to give her a reason to hate me, that's dumb.

"Hmmmm, as interesting as I thought you'd be, but I think our conversation must end... for today." I got a chill at the end there.

Then the thing outside ate the whole house and I woke up, sweating.

Then I saw the horrible being known as 'my father' with alcohol on his breath and a belt in his hand. The belt he used to beat me had metal spikes on it to inflict the most damage onto me. I could still feel my broken hand, but I doubt he would know about it. He noticed me awake and before I could do anything he hit me across the face with the belt. I didn't scream because that would've shown respect for his hitting.

"Y/N, why."

Another hit.

"Won't."

Another hit.

"You."

Another hit.

"SCREAM!"

"So *pant* who *pant* was the *pant*unlucky woman, 'dad'?" I could tell he was furious at me and I had a smile on my face knowing that I asked something he didn't want her to know.

He was getting ready to hit me, but I used something he taught me: grab the enemy's weapon. I did and I took it and started hitting HIM with it.

Then I left while saying, "Wow, you were weak without your belt." And I laughed and laughed and laughed all while walking outside into the forest with his belt in hand.

I'm sorry if this story is bad, but I really wanna finish my first book and I may make many mistakes doing so. But if you like it, what should I do with it? I don't mean to make this story into some joke about abuse because I believe that abuse shouldn't be something that people would joke about.