Catch Me if You Can (Male Reader x Ruby Rose) RWBY

Vol 1 Part 8

(Your POV)

Port was talking. Again.

He went on and on about his early life, fighting Grimm and all. While there were helpful tips that were sprinkled through, and you managed to take note of those, most of it was packed full of him boasting about his adventures in his earlier years.

A particularly fascinating one was him fighting a salamander-looking Grimm, just over a foot long in length. He claimed that he threw it into a volcano, and it emerged as a Drake. Apparently when exposed to enough heat, this specific Grimm evolved forms. He said there were rumors that the Drake could evolve into a dragon after that, which developed into a rant about the differences between the Drake and Dragon.

Ruby was sleeping, Weiss was eagerly taking notes, Blake was paying attention and Yang seemed to be dozing off. Team JNPR had been called up to the office, you didn't know why, and team CFVY, who you had made a quick acquaintance of, was nowhere to be found.

Little slips on information would fly by. A weak spot of one Grimm, best way to avoid these Grimm, etc. However the main issue was the fluff packed into the topics that were discussed. You knew the professor was wise and a Huntsman, because otherwise Ozpin wouldn't have hired him, but very few could stand the long lectures.

Port: Now, the most important part of the story was...

Suddenly you heard the intercom system turn on. Port stopped and most of the students turned towards the intercom hoping for themselves to be called so they could leave class.

Ozpin: Could Mr. (L/N) come up to my office please. Thank you and I apologize for the distraction.

All students looked at you and then Port nodded towards the door.

Port: Well then... Hop to it!

You got up and headed to the classroom door. You opened and stepped out, and Ironwood was standing outside of the door. He fixed his tie and looked down at you.

Ironwood: I apologize for the inconvenience.

You were shoved into the test tube. Ironwood said more crap about you helping the world with your sacrifice. You knew the truth. It was to get the hero of the people off of the streets. 

You hoped Neo was okay. Whenever you told her this though, she always got annoyed. Yes she was older, but you always saw her as a sister. Not older, nor younger. Almost a long lost twin.

She had been going to the ice cream shop when they had gotten you. You let your guard down for a second, happy to see her so happy herself. They suddenly were on you in a second, Neo turned back to see you being tackled. Of course she had her disguise on, so that no one would know who you two were. The two heroes with no names had helped the people of Remnant wherever they went.

Of course you had your enemies. Somehow, the Atlas military would always find you, wherever you went. This had led to the disguising with you often wearing hats, to cover your hair, and would often change clothes several times throughout the day to avoid detection. Neo had it easy, with her just having to change with her semblance.

You shook your head, trying to convince her to not try and help you. You and her both had studied interiors of the major military outposts, wherever you visited, so you knew the best escape and rescue plans.

With a smirk pointed towards the guards, she sarcastically, blew a kiss to you, before waving to you and walking off into the ice cream shop.

You were suddenly thrown into the airship, locked down with the robots locking down your arms, legs, and torso, making sure there was no escape. You were still too disoriented from the hit to your head. Looking around the inside, you saw all robots with you, obviously to protect the people in front and to keep you locked up.