Silent Sight (Blind Swordsman Male Reader X RWBY)

Bells

(Your 7, Yang is 6, Ruby is 4. Your eyes are black)

My name, is (Y/N) Rose. A member of the Rose-Xiao long family. For some reason, I'm different. I can feel emotion. I don't know why but I can. Sometimes I think thats the reason they always hurt me.

Im in my room, if you can even call it that,covered in bruises and crying on a stack of hey I call a bed. Thats the only thing I have, other than the potato sack I'm wearing.

"GET DOWN HERE SHITHEAD!" My 'Father' Tai-yang Xiao long. A piss head with a piss poor attitude. Makes me think he's made of it.

I wipe my tears on my arm, and leave the room to go downstairs in my tatered potato sack. Once I get to the end of the stairs I saw a fist in my face, then I saw the ceiling as I hit the floor. I was being pulled by the scalp of my (H/C) to look straight at the ugliest person in the world.

"Did you break my favorite mug, shithead?" I kept silent because it was useless to speak. I get beaten either way. "SPEAK UP BRAT!" He reeled his fist back, about to punch me. That's when I noticed Yang and Ruby standing there with shit eating grins. As Tai threw his punch, another hand grabbed his and twisted it behind his back, forcing him to let me go.

I saw a familiar face behind Tai as he tried to get out of his grasp. "Uncle." Qrow was holding onto Tai as he looked over to me and gave me a small closed eyed smile. "Hey kid, been a while eh?" I gave uncle Qrow a small nod along with a smile as he turned to Tai, turning to a more ticked off expression.

"Remember what I said before, Tai?" My 'father' tried to look back at Qrow as he responded. "What, that useless brat kick my ass? Please he can't even open a pickle jar!" I looked on in curiosity, as Yang was starting to get angry at seeing her Dad like this.

"He just needs one final push Tai." With that, he let Tai go and rub his wrist as he glared at my uncle. "Hey kid, lets go upstairs and play that fighting game you like." I give a small nod and head upstairs. But before I could, I heard a crash, and glass breaking.

I turn back to see Yang with her fist outstretched where uncle Qrow was. But her eyes were red, not her normal lilac. "He actually thinks a brat like you, can beat ME!" I turn to see Tai with a kitchen knife standing there.

I was afraid. I knew he was going to hurt me again, but I've stoped being afraid. So why... Why was he scaring me!

I tried to run, but he grabbed me by the throat and picked me up. I was chocking as he raised me to eye level. Once I was up he stared me down, his eyes full of hate, and mine with fear. "Those eyes. I hate them." He brought the knife up to my left eye and stabbed it.

I screamed. It hurt more than I'm used to. I couldn't see out of my left eye anymore. He positioned the knife over my right eye and I stopped screaming. I slowly shook my head no, hoping he would stop. But from I could tell, I just made him more eager to do it.He stabbed my right eye and twisted the knife.

I couldn't see. But I could hear. I could hear a door burst open, yelling that I couldn't understand over my own screams, then fighting. Even though I could hear all of this, it was silent. The silence rang in my ears. I could then make out the sound of a bell, clear as day.

'Come child.' A voice in my head spoke. The voice was deep, but soothing and welcoming. 'Run, to the forest. It is there I wait.'

Once the voice disappeared, I walked to the door. I've went outside before to get groceries, but I never went to the forest. Never had the chance.

I may be blind now but I feel like something is pulling me towards where I need to go. Having nothing to lose I let the strange feeling pull me to the forest. No. It's pulling me to something greater. I let this feeling guide me towards my destiny.

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I know, I know. You guys are probably saying "Another book? But what about that good one that you where so proud of?" And I Am WORKING on that. I was just reading some similar stories to this one, and I see.... Instant regret for years of abuse. I mean, come on, I get that you feel bad but that dosent just wash away the sins that now crawl on your back.

So I'm making a book that makes a little more sense. Hope you enjoy.

Let the darkness fade.