Infinite Mischief (RWBY x Male Reader Volume 4)

Chapter 4

(3rd Person)

The forest was quiet... too quiet... there wasn't a sign of life anywhere in the trees, the ground or even the sky... not even a chirp from a bird or a sound of a cricket in the grass. It was literally, deathly quiet... until suddenly a pale white foot slammed down onto the grass, causing all the green in the ground to suddenly turn brown and then decay into nothing. The white foot followed to a pale leg up to their hips... then their chest and finally, their almost glowing red eyes that stared dully out at the wild forest in front of them. Each step they took, they gasped in both pain and satisfaction, their long white hair curling up at every step before it finally turned into a familiar-looking hairstyle.

???: Why did you... put me here... mother?

The figure kept moving, draining more life as the trees died, their leaves shrivelling and turning to dust, the wood creaking and pulling itself from the bark, as if someone was scratching the tree itself with large claws. Even the nearby puddles of water from the past rainfalls would dry up, leaving behind nothing but a small earth ditch that soon crumbled into stone.

???: Why did you... try to kill me?

They growled slightly, dragging their feet behind them as their skin turned from pale to fair and almost tanned, their white hair turning blonde, then when they looked up with a glare, their eyes turned from red to blue.

(Elsewhere)

A small rope was attached to a young man's leg as he hung in the air, staring at his two captors with a wide smile. The two hunters simply gave him a bewildered expression, poking him with their spears.

Hunter 1: Not much meat on him... he wouldn't make a good worker, what should we do?

Hunter 2: We're hunting animals, not humans... just let him go, he won't cause trouble by how skinny he looks.

(Y/N): How do I look skinny? That would imply I haven't eaten enough brownies! Wait... that's fat, not muscles... umm... have I worked out today? I mean, running only helps the legs so maybe I ran a lot that it made the muscles travel into my arms because my legs have too many muscles on them. By the way, you wouldn't happen to have a scroll on you by any chance? I lost mine in a big battle a long time ago, and the others don't trust me with mine.

Hunter 1: Battle...? Were you at Beacon?

(Y/N): No, not that big battle. I'm talking about the battle between my bath and my ability to not slip... unfortunately, I lost the scroll when I was trying to watch internet videos while taking a bath... then Dad thought it would be funny to try and eat my brownies while I was in the bath.

Hunter 2: God... does he ever shut up? Can I shut him up? It'd be doing the world a favour to kill such a blabbermouth.

Hunter 1: Ah come on, just because you've got a short fuse... and that's not the only thing that's short...

Hunter 2: I thought I told you not to mention that to anyone!!

(Y/N): Hey, hey... does that mean you don't have a scroll? Cause if you don't do you know someone who does, or more preferably brownies... oh... did I also mention, I can easily get out this trap?

Hunter 1: How so?

(Y/N): Like so!

He suddenly swung forward, using his body's momentum to knock the two off their feet, then his body swung backward, allowing him to flip his body and land on the tree branch above him, raising his arms with a massive smile.

(Y/N): Ta-dah!

Afterwards, he pulled Pain out of his holster, firing the bullet into the rope and ripping it apart. The hunters blinked in surprise before clutching their spears, (Y/N) smiled widely, jumping off the tree and heading right for them, he made Pain and Gain into gauntlets and maneuvred his way through the air to avoid their jabs before slamming a fist into the first hunter. He let out a gasp and before he knew it, had a knee being slammed into his jaw that sent him flying.