RWBY x Male Reader (Request Book)

Power of Music

This is a Depressed Singer Male Reader x Neo requested by swally522. The requester also gave me the ending part. The song is for the end of the chapter so you can play it then.

Italics = Singing

(Y/N)'s POV

The crowd in front of me sang along. The tempo and beat kept them entertained. My lungs and body were becoming exhausted at this point. I finished with a high note in my song and the crowd went crazy.

(Y/N): "Thank you Haven!!!! Have a good night!!!" My feet carried me to the backstage and I sat on a chair.

Amanda: "(Y/N) baby that was a wonderful show!!!" My manager walked up to me and placed a cold water bottle in my hand. She was a bit outrageous at times, but she was the best music manager in the business.

(Y/N): "You think so?" I opened the water bottle and drank from it. The cold liquid quenched my thirst and refreshed my body.

Amanda: "Do you not hear your fans?! They were going completely ballistic over you and your music!!" She patted my back and a small smile formed on my face. "Now go back to the hotel and get some rest. You've gotta head to Vale first thing in the morning."

A bodyguard walked up to me and I nodded. We exited the building and were swarmed by my fans. I stood close to him while we made our way to the limo. We entered it and sped off towards the hotel.

For the most part I was unscathed by the crowd. My bodyguard however was quiet the opposite. His shirt had some rips and tears, he had a few lips stick stains, and his hair was a mess.

(Y/N): "You alright man?" He nodded and grunted at the same time. The road was smooth so there wasn't much bumping in the vehicle. It was a relaxing drive.

Timeskip - Hotel

I crumpled up the paper in front of me out of frustration. My hand tossed it into the trashcan next to me that was already filled to the brim with the same material.

(Y/N): "Why are all my songs and ideas so shit?" I leaned back in my chair and stared at the clock. It was already midnight. People have been wanting to know when the next song would be. When would there be the next hit?

Every night I tried and tried my best to come up with something, but I failed every single time. My fans would hate me if I didn't come up with something new. They always said that it didn't matter when, but I knew they wanted something new.

My attention drifted back to reality when I heard a soft creak against the floor. A small sigh escaped my lips. I turned in my chair and saw a girl with brown and pink hair walking up to me with a knife. Her eyes widened in shock, but she went in for the kill.

She was holding the knife poorly which allowed me to easily disarm her. The knife clattered to the ground and I held her hands in placed. She tried her best to get free, but it didn't work at all. I grabbed the spare set of handcuffs I kept with me and placed them around her wrists. Her hands were cuffed in front of her.

(Y/N): "If you calm down then I won't turn you in okay." At first she didn't trust my words, but calmed down after a few minutes. I walked her to the bed and she sat down. "Who are you and who sent you?"

She brought her hands to her throat and pointed at it. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. So she's mute. I walked pack to the kitchen and grabbed the pad and pen I was using. I returned and handed them to her. She scribbled down a few things and handed it back.

Neo: "My name is Neo. I took on a job from a competitor to kill you." I rubbed the bridge of my nose in annoyance. Another assassin sent by another music company.