RWBY Oneshots!!

Authur Watts x Reader

As you sent out your mission for Salem you had your weapon in tow. Feeling a bit anxious as you walked through the dark forest. You had heard talking and crunching leaves. You stopped feeling their aura. You felt about 4-5 people, all males. You hid in a small bush to concentrate your aura to see how you'd go about this.

You sat down placed your hand on the ground and relaxed your mind to the males up front.
One with an axe patrolling the left, one with a bow that was inside a tent, two with guns patrolling closer to you, and the last male sitting by the fire. You felt they had no unique abilities so it should be quickly done and you can return back to Salem with the good news.

You decided to do the one on the left since he was by himself and was unknown to you you could hide him in the bushes. You made you way over shuffling quietly as you were near him. You grabbed a rock and slowly threw it near the front of the bush. He saw, reacted and as you planned came closer. 'Good.'

He was within length, you had taken out your weapon and one swift movement took out his legs. Blood splattered everywhere and he screamed in pain. You sighed covered his mouth and dragged his body farther into the woods. You heard the others start walking toward the scream. You sighed and dropped the male and hit your weapon against his head  so he'd be knocked out. He'd die before he would be awoken. So, you didn't bother wasting your time in actually slitting his throat.

The other had saw you and fired away. You had managed to block majority of the shots before the archer had climbed a tree behind you and shot you. Feeling your aura deplete only slightly you growled and back flipped toward the area where the male was. You jumped, grabbed his weapon and aimed it so it'll hit his head and shot. He collapsed and fell out. 'Archer's done, left one, now three more.' You thought jumping on the trees to do a silent assassination.

One of the guys with the guns were pretty close to you, they looked around. You had taken out your weapon once again, switched it to its second form held each in both hands and jumped down to kill them. Cutting only their back as you thought you had the perfect setup. One shot you taking more damage and aura depleting a bit more. You moved to look at them before the male sitting by the fire has punched you head then kicked you in the face.

"This is one of Salem's children." One male said as he looked over you and slightly cut your cheek to leave a scratch. You growled and placed you hand on the ground and spun in a circle kicking them all on their backs before jumping and running toward the gunners. "If I take one out it'll be easier!" You transformed your weapon back together and jumped taking aim at the male and throwing your weapon at him. It killed him easily and you jumped on top of his body and took out your weapon from his back.

Soon, you had taken the others out as well. Using your weapon to hold your body. You had gotten carried away and had your aura completely be drained out, then the ones with knives and one stuck in your shoulder, it was only the metal but it stung like a bitch.

You looked around the camp area for anything Salem could possibly want to see. When not finding anything you ripped part of the tent and wrapped it around your injured shoulder. Upon arriving back at Salem's palace of Grimm. You walked through the halls to her room. You had knocked waiting for an answer. She responded with a simple "enter" opening the door you had seen her on her throne with Watts sitting at the table.

"Sorry to disrupt. Mission is complete, I looked around for anything. Nothing. Every single member is dead." I said coldly as I looked at her. Salem looked at me and motioned me to come forward. You did so and she looked at your wound. "I see you've injured yourself. Arthur. Take care of her, we'll finish the conversation later. Good work, (y/n)" she said smiling devilishly at me. I nodded and looked at Watts who had gotten up bowed and told me to follow him. I bowed to Salem before taking my leave as well, closing the door quietly behind me.