A Butler for the Ice Family

Chapter Eight

3rd POV
Y/n is doing stuff for Winter, hearing no words from Willow. He ameliorate the pictures that was hanging on the walls. He look at the portrait, it wasn't special or anything, just a painting of the ocean as the sun is setting, the water's reflection is the moon. On the docks were two figures, one of them is on the wheelchair, standing next to them is a female figure. In the reflection is just the female figure alone.

He look down, before walking to the next room to clean it. During the clean, Whitley is on the doorway. Arms is behind his back.

Whitley: Winter told me to ask you if you want to go shopping. However she is at work, so I don't really expect for her to skip work since all cares about is her job. So, I do believe she is trying to make us build a relationship to which, I am completely unbiased. Please say no, so we can continue our day.

Y/n: I accept your offer.

Whitley look at him, arms slouch down from the surprise.

Whitley: W-Wait! I take it back, I'm feeling a little bit ill!

Y/n: Then let's take you to the medic.

He set his cleaning rags aside, as he got up and walk over to him. Placing a hand out, but he scold him.

Whitley: Alright, but I'm not touching your dirty hand.

They walk out, once Y/n is dress in his casual clothes, which consist of a random tee shirt, with a F/c button up shirt and F/c pants, with the same black shoes. Whitley places a hand under his head, as Y/n drive him into the capital. However, he drives into the Bullhead station, Whitley was confused. He got out, so did Whitley. Whitley stay by his side, as a Bullhead arrives and they walk inside.

Whitley: Where we are going?

Y/n: Nothing special, for me. For you, it might be special, depending on how you look at.

It take off, Whitley looks outside to find them going outside of the capital and going to some city. They were at the lower grounds, Whitley and Y/n was standing outside.

Whitley: Why we are here?

Y/n: Today is a special day for this city, it once had a hero. She died in battle, protecting this city, along with her followers who volunteer to help along side her. Every year on this day, they fire fireworks and celebrate the victory that she bring, also a remembrance to those fallen heroes.

Y/n places his hands on the fence, Whitley look down at the city. They waited for at least a minute, before they heard screaming. Whitley and Y/n look to see a Beowulf on a roof of the building. Whitley got scared, as the Beowulf sniffs the air and look at them.

Y/n: Stay behind me, Whitley.

The Beowulf jumps from the roof to the ground, twenty five feet away from them. Whitley tries to flee, but got knocked back as Y/n look behind to see another Beowulf. He look to Whitley whose bleeding from his head, his fist and teeth clenches.

Y/n: Don't.... YOU DARE HURT HIM!!

He yell, he punches the ground, causing for the Beowulfs to look at him. Dirt slowly rises from the ground, it completely covers him, only exposure is his eyes. He then charge towards them, Whitley falls down, crawling away from them. The dirt hardens around his fist, punching the Beowulf and sending it down on the ground. One bite his arm, the teeth went through, but only the tip, however it breaks the skin. The Beowulf claw his abdomen, but Y/n punch it's arm. The dirt on his hand immediately turn into a sharp cone, impaling through the arm. Then he punched the jaw of it, but the other one jump on his back. Y/n falls down as the two Beowulf strike him several times, dirt was easily coming off. Suddenly, dirt spikes came out of the Grimm that was on his back. He place his hand on the ground, before the Grimm in front of him was trapped by the dirt walls. Y/n pants heavily as he clap his hands, crushing the Grimm. He falls down from exhaustion.

Whitley run to Y/n, Y/n was still awake, so he put his hand out. Y/n accept and grab his hand, he stood up as the dirt and blood stains Whitley's clothes, but he forget about it and they heard people coming, so they look and they look like a team of Hunters and Huntresses. They see them hurt, so they aid them. But Y/n told them that he doesn't need any aid. As he got up, Whitley saw deep cuts on his back and one on his right arm, and a bite mark on his left arm. But he fell to his knees due to the pain, they asked for a medic. Whitley walks to him.

Whitley: Thank you, for defending my life. Anyone would left a person like me.

Y/n: You're welcome. I don't like to fight dirty, so I view it as too barbaric. But, I can be one hell of a butler.

Whitley: Do you think you can make I home?

Y/n: Yes, this isn't my first fight. So these wounds shouldn't be a problem.

Y/n was forced to get his wounds tend, Whitley was sent back to Winter's home. As soon Whitley got home, Winter was waiting for him.

Winter: Welcome back, little Brother... Where's Y/n?

Whitley: Well....

He explained the story, once he finishes, Winter walk up to him, before giving him a hug.

Winter: Are you alright?

Whitley: I'm fine!

He the demand to be let go, so Winter release him, as she sighed in relief.

Winter: Is Y/n alright?

Whitley: Yes, he will be fine.

Winter then walk upstairs, before stopping and turning to Whitley, whose is rubbing his left eye.

Winter: What do you think of Y/n?

This surprise Whitley by a little, but thinks about it.

Whitley: Him? Well, he is.... sort of like, a father figure to me or a brother figure. That I've always wanted. I don't know what you and Weiss thinks. But.... it is almost time for bedtime for me.

He walks off, Winter chuckles as she made to her bedroom. She notices a scroll on her desk, so she pick it up and turn it on. It was Y/n's, she looked to her door, then sitting on the bed. She goes through his stuff. Most of it is just privacy about payments, job applications, and etcetera. So she got through her gallery, expecting to have explicit screenshots or photos.

Once Winter scroll through his pictures, they was a little Y/n with what it looks like to be a mother and daughter. Y/n's hair is blonde, his eye color stay the same. Winter was confused, but she scroll to the next one, Y/n look to be older, now has black hair, she assume their parents dye his hair. She continue scrolling as various pictures is them standing in the next picture. They usually have something to drink, or a special event happens, like they are in winter clothes as the bright holiday lights lit up the surrounding and holding hot cocoa, other being them in a hot night as fireworks is being fired with cold drinks and a grill beside them. She grew a smile, seeing the once happy family, Y/n was slowly getting older and his hair changes color every three photos, but... that smile fades. It was a picture of only his mother and Y/n, his mother's smile, unlike the others, this was a fake smile, Y/n seem so happy. Unknowingly why she has the fake smile.

She scroll through more as the holidays, birthday passed. With everything photo, the mother seem so sickly. She is getting to the end. The second last photo is him, teenager Y/n, standing by himself. The sunset was setting behind him. There was one last photo, she scroll to it. No one was there, it was dark out. Except for the moon that was lighting up the area.

With that, she turned it off and went to bed.