The Hunstman That Killed: Harem X Cheated male reader

Back to Square 1

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(Y/N)'s POV

I slowly open my eyes, Not to the sunlight but to the fact that its hot as hell and there isn't a AC in this room, I thought Atlas was full of ice

I sat up to see that the sun is already rising up, I stood up and stretched for a bit before hearing knocks coming from my door

"There's no lock twat"

The door opens to reveal Ironwood in full uniform

"I mean cunt"

Ironwood chuckles

"Even when in danger you still keep your humor, I'm surprised"

You stare at him

"I've talked to Ozpin and he's said you will return to Beacon"

"This is where I break out"

"I'm afraid not (Y/N), You see before you woke up we planted a small chip in your neck that will explode on command"

You touch your neck to feel that there's a small shallow cut, It stings for a bit

"You'll be assigned to your old team, They said they're happy to have you back"

"Cut me the slack, Tell me when I'll be sent to beacon, Gotta prepare for purgatory"

"Today, As in 1 hour"

"Damn.."

"Your weapons have been sent to Beacon already, Also we'll be giving you a substitute suit instead of your original one"

"Why though?"

"We figured it would've been better to keep your suit in here so as to study it, But don't worry, Nothing will happen to it"

"I doubt that for some reason"

Ironwood chuckles again

"Anyways, You should get ready for your trip, We wouldn't want to make a bad first impression"

Ironwood turns around and lightly closes the door

"At least the man has enough manners to shut the door when he leaves"

Going back to Beacon was the last thing you'll ever do

Well actually maybe second last, Having a small explosive in your neck detonate and blow your head to pieces was the last

You pick up a dry towel and headed to the bathroom

not so big time skip

After your refreshing bath

Well not really you forgot to turn the heater on so you were freezing in the shower and out

After managing to get yourself some clothes you wrapped yourself in a burrito using your blanket in order to keep the cold hands of the souls of the damned away. You're such a drama quee-

"HEY! I THOUGHT WE WOULDN'T BREAK THE 4TH WALL ANYMORE"

*its my story bitch shut up*

"ok"

You check the time to see that its been 45 minutes already, Well you might as well do something to pass the time

But what to do?

You decided to watch the paint dry but sadly all the paint in your room was already dry and cracking. All that fun "Watching solvents evaporate from coating" wasted, and all because ATLAS is a boring ass bi-

"The Bullhead is here (Y/N), Get going"

Its been 15 minutes already? Well shit

"Alright then"

You un-burrito and get up and walk towards the door but stopping just a few meters away

"Wheres the restraints? Aren't i supposed to be under surveillance?"

"Y'know they don't pay me enough to guard you right?"

"That's rough"

"Damn right it is, Well we should get moving, I understand the escape part but its either 500 a month or nothing"

"Damn im starting to feel bad for you bro"

After that depressing story, Both of you walk to the heli-pad ( heli-pad or bull-pad whatever floats your boat, I don't kinkshame ) and the guard steps aside. You see Ironwood walking alongside with Winter towards the Bullhead

"Looks like you didn't decide to escape yet (Y/N), Any reasons why?"

"(Y/N) no want head go boom, Retard"

You hear a slight growl from Winter before she speaks up

"(Y/N), Do you have to use such vulgar language?"

"Yes, and I will continue to do so"

All three of you entered the Bullhead and flew away to Beacon

* sup y'all I ain't "silenced". Just playing some Fallout: New Vegas and DOOM: Eternal to make the pain go away.

yee haw mfs

Made today's chapter intentional small because I was currently knee deep in the dead and wanted to continue my demon slaying crusade.

Yes that was a joke

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