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A RWBY Story(Ruby Rose X Reader):Chapter One

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Hello! Thanks so much for reading!
RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth.
You belong to you.
I own nothing, sad I know.
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I walked along the dark streets of Vale, stopping for a moment to gaze at the shattered Moon and the countless stars that surrounded it like specks of dust. Speaking of Dust, that is what I'm trying to find, and find it I have.

(Y/N): From Dust Till Dawn? I swear these names get cheesier and cheesier.

I walked in, giving a brisk wave to the owner, as I began to browse the various items on display. However before I can buy anything a man, dressed in a stylish white coat and a black bowler hat, walks in along with multiple men in black suits and red shades. I eye him suspiciously as he begins to talk.

???: Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a Dust shop open this late?

Shop Owner: P-please! Just take my Lien and leave!

???: Shhh, calm down, we're not here for your money. Grab the Dust.

I instantly activate my semblance and become unseeable to the criminal and his goons.

Henchman: Crystals. Burn. Uncut.

I then see one of the henchmen draw a long, curved blade and approach a young girl, covered by a bright red cloak. I begin to draw my SMG and prepare to attack the man.

Henchman: Alright kid, put you hands where I can see'em.

He raises an eyebrow in confusion, as do I.

Henchman: Hey, I said hands in the air! You got a death wish or something!?

He pulls down her hood to reveal a girl with black hair that goes red towards the tips and... Silver eyes?

???: Huh?

He motions to his ears, trying to get her to take her headphones off. She complies, removing them.

Henchman: I said, put your hands in the air, now!

???: Are you... Robbing me?

Henchman: Yes!

???: Oh...

In a split second the man is sent across the store, a 'Hyah!' is heard as the man in the white coat motions towards the girl ordering the other henchman to attack her.

Henchman: Freeze!

I decide this is the time to act, I deactivate my semblance in front of him.

(Y/N): Henchman meet window, window meet henchman.

I say as I tackle the confused man through the window. I notice that Riding Hood has joined me as we prepare our weapons, my SMG and her Scythe.

(Y/N): This is the first time I've ever seen a weaponized farming tool.

She simply smiles before skilfully twirling her weapon and smashing it into the road.

(Y/N): You probably gonna want to say sorry to whoever has to fix that concrete.

The man in the white jacket glares at us with his emerald eyes, visibly annoyed by us ruining what should be a simple heist.

???: Okayyy... Get them!

They rush at us, I run to meet one and kick him square in the jaw and aiming my SMG at the centre of his chest before smirking and letting the dust fly, launching him away and into a wall.

(Y/N): Ouch. Even I felt that.

Another tries to come up behind me before I suddenly disappear. He looks around, baffled by my strange ability. Suddenly he feels something wrap around his leg as my SMG transforms into its whip form. I chuck him around like a ragdoll before releasing his leg, causing him to fly into the distance.

(Y/N): Eh, he'll be fine. Probably.

I look over at my cloaked companion, who has also dispatched of her enemies. We look over at the boss-man as I give him a mocking look.

???: You were worth every cent. Truly, you were. Well, Red And Co., I think we can all say it's been an eventful evening, and as I'd love to stick around... I'm afraid this is where we part ways.

He raises his cane and the bottom flips up, becoming a crosshair, as an explosive bullet zooms out as me and my crimson farmer friend avoid leaving shattered concrete behind.

(Y/N): Getting to work is hard enough, all this broken road is gonna make it so much harder.

Me and Riding Hood gaze around, spotting our thieving friend escaping up a ladder.

???: You okay if I go after him?

Shop Owner: Uh huh.

(Y/N): I am deeply offended you said 'I' instead of 'We'.

But before she says anything she uses the recoil of her sniper-scythe to boost herself up there, I just sigh before using my whip to haul myself up.

???: Hey!

???: Persistent...

A Bullhead suddenly rises up, blasting wind in our direction. He climbs on before yelling

???: End of the line, Red.

He chucks a red Dust crystal at us and raises his cane, before I can get back he fires and I close my eyes and brace for the impending explosion

???: Whoa-ho-ho!

I slowly open my eyes to see blond hair, a tattered cape and a...riding crop! It's her...

(Y/N): I'm screwed!

She pushes her glasses up and shoots purple projectiles at the Bullhead. The boss-man heads into the cockpit however the huntress creates a cloud of dark smoke and with a simple movement brings a torrent of ice shards down on the Bullhead. A shadowy figure emerges and creates a ball of fire and launches at us. She then follows up with a pillar of fire, shattering the ceiling however the Huntress uses this to her advantage and uses her telekinesis to turn the shrapnel into an arrow and pushes it into the Bullhead, the shadowy figure reduces half of it back to shrapnel. The Huntress doesn't let up and manages to graze the top of it before splitting it into three and surrounding the Bullhead, the shadowy figure releases heat and the shrapnel falls. Red decides to take a chance and collapses the scythe into a rifle and takes a few shots at the figure, who simply deflects it. More pillars of fire appear as me and the Huntress flip forward as our cloaked compatriot is moved forward by her telekinesis. The Bullhead unfortunately escapes...

???: You're a Huntress! Can I have your autograph?

I however attempt to sneak away while she's distracted

Glynda: Stop right there!

(Y/N): Hey... Mum.

Suddenly we end up in a dark room with only a table and a light.

Glynda: I hope you realize that your actions tonight will not be taken, you two. You put yourselves and others in great danger.

The girl, who I now know as Ruby, responds with the logic of a toddler.

Ruby: They started it!

I face-palm and just say

(Y/N): Should we just have handed over our expensive stuff! Most of mine you paid for!

Glynda: You aren't even supposed to be out this late! What were you doing!

(Y/N): I got bored! Okay, in hindsight, that's not a good excuse but come on!

Glynda: You. Are. Grounded!

(Y/N): You monster...

Ruby, who looks confused over the exchange, slowly moves towards the door.

Glynda: Back to you, young lady! If it were up to me, you'd be sent home...With a pat on the back...

She looks happy, but knowing my mother, that won't last long.

Glynda: And a slap on the wrist.

She narrowly misses Ruby's hand with her riding crop.

(Y/N): The flashbacks! They're starting!

She narrows her eyes at me as I chuckle.

Glynda: But... There is someone here who would like to meet you.

The man I recognise as Ozpin slowly enters the room.

Ozpin: Ruby Rose... You...

She looks slightly scared, I chuckle a little more.

Ozpin: Have silver eyes.

Ruby: Um...

Ozpin: So! Where did you learn to do this?

Ruby: S-Signal Academy.

Ozpin: They taught you to use one of the most dangerous weapons ever designed?

(Y/N): Wasn't it originally a farming tool?

I am ignored as Ruby answers Ozpin's question, well I thought it was!

Ruby: Well, one teacher in particular.

Ozpin: I see...

He slides a plate of cookies in front of us, this causes a grin to appear on my face. Ruby takes one and consumes it in one bite. I then reach for one however Ruby has already stuffed every cookie into her mouth. My grin is gone as quickly as it appears.

Ozpin: It's just that I've only seen one other scythe-wielder of that skill before.

(Y/N): Jimmy the Farmer?

Ozpin: I'm afraid not. A dusty, old crow.

Ruby: Mmmm! Thash muh unkul!

(Y/N): Did he also teach you table manners?

Ruby: Sorry, that's my Uncle Qrow! He's a teacher at Signal! I was complete garbage before he took me under his wing. And now I'm all like-Hooowaaah! Witchaaaa!

She then does a collection of cheesy 'karate' moves.

(Y/N): Well aren't you just the diamond in the rough. Or would it be the Ruby in the rough?

She blushes ever so slightly and looks away, she's so cut-wait, shut up thoughts, bad, no!

Ozpin: So I've noticed. And what is an adorable girl such as yourself doing at a school designed to train warriors?

Ruby: Well...I want to be a Huntress.

Ozpin: You want to slay monsters?

Ruby: Yeah! I only have two more years of training left at Signal! And then I'm going to apply to Beacon. You see, my sister's starting there this year, and she's trying to become a Huntress, and I'm trying to become a Huntress 'cause I wanna help people. My parents always taught us to help others, so I thought, 'Hey, I might as well make a career out of it!' I mean the police are alright, but Huntsmen and Huntresses are so much more romantic and exciting and really, gosh, you know!

We all take a moment to process what she just said.

(Y/N): Calm down Crimson, you only have to be fast on the battlefield, normal speed will work off it.

Once again she blushes and looks away, I just laugh.

Ozpin: Do you know who I am?

Ruby: You're Professor Ozpin. You're the headmaster of Beacon.

(Y/N): Bingo.

Ozpin: Hello

Ruby: Nice to meet you.

Ozpin: You want to come to my school?

Ruby: More than anything.

Glynda: Hmmph.

(Y/N): Come on Mum, she's certainly skilled.

Ruby: Thanks.

(Y/N): No problemo.

Ozpin: Well Okay.

A smile is quickly plastered on her face.

(Y/N): Please don't explode...

The scene quickly transitions to her getting hugged by a blonde girl, assumably her sister although you wouldn't be able to tell that based on appearance.

Yang: Oh, I can't believe my baby sister is going to Beacon with me! This is the best day ever!

(Y/N): If you keep this up, it might also be the day she dies. I can see it now 'Ruby Rose, Hugged to Death'

Ruby: Please stop.

Yang: But I'm so proud of you!

Ruby: Really, Sis, it was nothing.

Yang: What do you mean? It was incredible! Everyone at Beacon is going to think you're the bee's knees.

Ruby: I don't want to be the "bee's knees", okay? I don't wanna be any kind of knees! I just want to be a normal girl with normal knees.

Yang: What's with you? Aren't you excited?

Ruby: Of course I'm excited...I just...I got moved ahead two years. I don't want people to think I'm special or anything.

Yang: But you are special. I mean you got a recommendation from one of the teacher's kid!

(Y/N): Right here...

News Reporter: ...The robbery was led by nefarious criminal Roman Torchwick, who continues to evade authorities. If you have any information on his whereabouts please contact the Vale Police Department. Back to you, Lisa.

The screen changes from his mugshot to a woman with, you guessed it, lavender hair.

Lisa: Thank you, Cyril. In other news, this Saturday's Faunus Civil Right's protest turned dark when members of the White Fang disrupted the ceremony. The once peaceful organization has now disrupted...

The screen changes mid-broadcast.

(Y/N): Awww...I was watching that.

In it's place my mother appears, yay.

Glynda: Hello, and welcome to Beacon!

Yang: Who's that?

Glynda: My name is Glynda Goodwitch.

(Y/N): Aka my Mother, aka the bane of my life.

Yang: Oh.

Glynda: You are among a privileged few who have received the honour of being selected to attend this prestigious academy! Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace, and as future Huntsmen and Huntresses it is your duty to uphold it. You have demonstrated the courage needed for such a task, and now, it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and the training to protect our world.

She fades away, leaving a stunned Ruby, a smiling Yang and a bored me.

Ruby: Wow!

(Y/N): Meh, it was better than last year.

We approach the glass window and gaze out at the beauty of Vale.

Ruby: Look, you can see Signal from up here! I guess home isn't too far after all!

Yang: Beacon's our home, now.

(Y/N): I hope it treats you well.

The moment however is ruined as we see a blonde kid in a black hoodie with a chest-piece and pauldrons begins to throw up.

Yang: Well...I guess the view isn't for everyone.

Ruby: It was a nice moment while it lasted.

Yang: I wonder who we're gonna meet.

Ruby: I just hope they're better than "Vomit Boy".

(Y/N): I second that.

Ruby: Oh, Yang, gross, you have puke on your shoe!

Yang: Gross, gross, gross...

Ruby: Get away, get away! Get away from me!

(Y/N): Let's leg it!

Ruby: Agreed!
I was inspired to write this by all of the amazing authors out there, truly you are great.
A second chapter? Maybe...
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His mother is the bane of his life?
He's lucky enough to even have a mother .__.