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Third Person P.O.V
(Small timeskip brought to you by (Y/n) providing advice to Atlas freshman)
About half an hour has passed since General Ironwood left to personally deal with Arthur Watts. (Y/n) had offered to assist him, but the General wanted to have insurance. That there would be at least one person at Atlas who can provide overhead assistance.
Winter knew how to coordinate their forces, but (Y/n) possessed unique insight into the Grimm. How they moved, attacked, and unseen weaknesses and strengths. He even pointed out that it would be good if everyone on Atlas saw him helping in the open.
Trust... that was it. The two would trust in each other to pull through. Trust that each of them will get the job done. Like how everyone is trusting in one another so they can survive.
So he did that. With Maka by his side, the two assisted in any way they could. With moving the wounded, assisting the evacuees from Mantle, with providing Airship captains with incoming Grimm warnings. Anything and everything they could do to help, they did.
Each time they did something to help... (Y/n) felt all that negativity decreasing... he saw the eyes of everyone he helped... despite knowing his true nature...
Each time he felt the emotions of someone else or of someone looking at him, he worked harder. He stopped restraining himself with his forms.
Maka was being carried around in a cloud of black smoke as they helped others. She saw the look on (Y/n)'s face after each time he did it so they could get to another location faster... a look of fear... and hope?
As if he was horrified with what he was doing and yet... the expression on his face also showed a bit of bravery. After each time they helped, that expression grew.
Maka couldn't help but smile as she saw (Y/n) shapeshifting into different small animals to calm children. Their parents watching on with smiles on their faces.
Maka: 'Cara... you would be so proud of him.' she thought.
Maka walked over to (Y/n) as he reverted back to his human form as the parents and children were escorted to another shuttle that would take them to a safer location on Atlas.
Maka: "Having fun?" she asked.
(Y/n): "I... I'm terrified." he admitted.
Maka slowly came to a stop beside (Y/n) and looked over to his face.
(Y/n): "Excited... but terrified. As if I let go of the fear of dying and simply embraced living in the moment. I was so scared of everyone that I isolated myself on an island... even then, I never revealed myself to my people." he confessed.
(Y/n): "...Maka. When we're done with Salem... I want to go to Patch... I want to... thank them." he stated.
Maka: "Thank them?" she questioned.
(Y/n): "They... knew. Those who grew up in the orphanage... Descendants of the first settlers... The families of those who lived on Patch when I lost my family... they knew I was Grimm... or... that something was odd about me." he revealed.

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The Lost Fiend (RWBY x Male Reader)
FanfictionBorn into a strange world to him, (Y/n) sets out to find his place in a world that seeks to destroy him. He is someone that only wants to have a happy ending. Will he reach that ending or will it just become another bad ending. (RWBY x Male Reader) ...