RWBY Oneshots ( closed and discontinued)

Cinder x Reader

-Your Pov-

You smirked as you and Mercury gave each other high-fives, and then watched as the building burned to the ground. Emerald happily hummed to herself as she went through with the money and valuables she had collected, both during and after the fight, and then split it with everyone based on the bets all of you had made before hand on who would do the most damage. Torchwick happily used the fires from the building to light a cigar for himself, and then Neo rested on his back, eating an ice cream cone as she watched the scene. Adam sat in the corner, brooding like he always did, but you could tell he was happy with how this had turned out. Other members of the White Fang sighed with relief that the plan had gone well, and then Cinder smirked from where she was, a fireball burning in her hand.

This used to be an Atlas Base, one of the strongest in fact. After their project to create an android with a soul had managed to be a success, hidden bases around the world like this began to spring up, working on replicating the success of the first project, with the hopes of one day having an entirely android based army. These bases also had become the home of some of the most dangerous weapons they had, such as the Atlas Paladins. Raids had become common on this base since you couldn't lose either way. If you did succeed, then they couldn't risk finding you, or someone would find out about the secret project, and if you didn't, you had the option of simply leaving, and they wouldn't pursue because of the need for secrecy they had.

Right now, the White Fang grunts were carrying out containers of Dust that had been held in the base, enough to supply a small army, and it would be enough to keep you all afloat for months, with some to spare. Others began to hijack Atlas Paladins, or the mechanical soldiers they had, rewriting their programs to allow them to work for you. That was one of the main problems with machines: No loyalty beyond what their program gave them. In the time since you had begun to raid these bases, mechanics and programmers in the White Fang had had field days, turning hundreds of these over to your side, giving you a small army of robots to throw away when you were done with them.

Once the building had burned down, everyone started to head onto different airships and Bullheads. You were the last to head on, and then you and Cinder stood next to each other as you watched the flames spread through the rest of the town. She let out a satisfied smirk, and then you looked over at her, taking in her beauty, with her amber eyes glowing with the light of the fire, and her long black hair, shining in the moonlight. You looked away when she would have caught you staring otherwise, but your mind's eye had already captured the image of how perfect she looked tonight.

The two of you talked for a little bit, and then she left, probably to report to Salem how the mission had gone, and then get more coaching in how to use her powers as the Fall Maiden. You had been there with her when she had gotten the powers, and knew that if Cinder wasn't careful, it would go right to her head and she would ignore everything else. No matter how strong she was, she was still the same Cinder Fall you had always known, the girl you had known your entire life.

As you think about how you and Cinder had met years ago, the ship lands, and then you walk off, making your way past people quickly, and only stopping to let Torchwick and Cinder know where you were going to be for the night, and then you kept walking, trying to get to your dorm as quickly as possible before anyone could see you. Once you were close, you dashed in, and slammed the door shut, and then went to your nightstand. As you tried to open the drawer, a sharp pain went off in your chest, and then you cried out.

Holding your chest in pain, you began to cough rapidly and violently, to the point where blood was coming out of your mouth. Your vision kept becoming blurry, and you forced yourself back to your feet, and forced yourself to open the nightstand. Once you had, you reached for the bottle of pills, and then opened it. Shakily, you swallowed a handful, and then waited. The pain was still searing and unbearable, until it stopped after a few moments. Out of energy, you fell backwards onto the bed, weakly breathing.