Just A Shadow (RWBY male reader insert)

Chapter 12: Ugly Scars

(I hope people enjoyed the previous chapter! This story has somehow hit 1100 reads. I dont know where you people come from but thank you those who have read this and enjoy it. Im going to split passages up more so there aren't as many long winded paragraphs. I'd love feedback if any of you are willing to give it. Now...I think it's time to wake up...)

(Oh and quick heads up...shits about to get pretty heavy...)

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Y/n Pov

(Currently dreaming)

'Its dark... '

'No...more than dark...'

'Where is everything...?'

'Where am I...?'

'What's that...smell...?'

'Its wet...and like...metal...'

'I taste...iron...?'

'Wait...no I recognize that taste...'

'Is that blood...?'

BANG

'What's happening?!'

'I-I cant see anything!'

'Hello?! HELLO?! WHERE THE HELL AM I?!?!'

A single light suddemly shone from above, only lighting myself, and small circle of the ground beneath me. The darkness beyond the light was like a thick, curtain, impossible to see through. I drew the first breath I remember taking...but something was...wrong. It was like I was breathing through my mouth, nose and chest at the same time, but when I looked at myself I was fine, this was all so weird, how did i even get here? And why is this so familiar?! Have I been here before? All I could see was this goddamn patch of turf I was on.

'Wait...turf?'

I was standing on a piece of sports field turf. Why?

'Why am I on a field? And what is that taste-?'

BANG

The same incredibly loud bang from before from before sounded. I could've sworn it sounded like a gunsho-

'No. No-no-no! Please dont be what I think this is! I dont want to see this agai-!'

BANG

I felt an aching, empty pain in my heart and my breath caught in my remaining lung. Not even able to keep my footing, I fell to the floor, landing face first with a wet slap. Looking at the turf now, it was soaked with blood, resting in an even, thin layer, staining the fake grass. My arms were cut and looked as if they had been grazed by something, and my legs were much the same, save a few holes going straight through my thighs. I tried to breathe, but the air caught in part of my chest again, and seemed to flow right out of me. I looked at my chest and saw a hole over where my heart should be, going straight through me, a practical river of blood flowing out. Looking back up I could see the rest of the field, stained with blood, the bodies...god where there really this many? Did I really kill this many people? The sky was painted the same crimson as the field. The stands were even worse, the first ten rows filled with corpses, riddled with holes and blood flowing freely down the stands. Men, Women, Children...Dad.

'This isnt how I wanted it to end but it's what happened. I know you believed there was one, so if there is a god...I hope he had the awnsers you needed.'

'Great...this is the second time I've had to watch myself die...still surrounded by victims. Both of the shooting...and of me'

I finally lost enough blood, and passed out, unsure if...whatever this was, had ended yet.