Saving A Cold Heart (Slave Weiss x Reader)

I was sitting patiently for a friend of mine would come visit my house for personal business that that we're going to take care soon. Although the way I do my work is... not the most normal way to do it, for you see, I'm a blind assassin. But, I can see with in a peculiar way. I can essentially see the outline of people and objects around and if I focus hard enough, I can see through walls with it.

Moments later, I heard a knock on the front door. I held my cane tightly and gave a hard tap against the floor with it, giving me the layout of my home. I stand up from my chair and walk towards the door. Once I reach it, I gave another tap with my cane, and I saw a silhouette behind it. I open it, so I can see a bit more clearer, and noticed another figure behind the first silhouette.

“Greetings (F/n),” said Sky, one of my men.

“Sky? What are you doing here? I not expecting you for business for a while,” I said in a confused tone.

“I'm aware of that, boss. But I do have some good news for our work,” he said.

“What would that be?” I asked.

“One of our competitors, Cole, is dead,” he said.

“That pleases me to hear that, but... who's that behind you?” I asked curiously.

“Well, Cole left all his belongings to an auction, and... she was left behind since no one wants to buy someone in public. So, I'm left with it. I was thinking to get rid of her, but even I have some conscious. Suddenly, you came into mind,” he explained.

“Where are you going with this?” I asked in a skeptical tone.

“You can use her as a slave,” said Sky.

“I'm not that kind of person, Sky,” I said in a serious tone.

“Use her as a maid then,” said Sky leaning closer to me and whisper, “Just take her, you'll be doing a favor to us all.”

“*Sigh* Fine,” I said in a slightly annoyed tone.

“Thanks boss. I'll see you in the future,” said Sky making his way to his car.

I 'look' at the girl in front of me, and step aside for her to enter. I can hear her walking inside my home, and I can feel how uncertain and nervous she is.

“T-t-thank you for accepting me,” she said with a quiet and shaky voice.

“So, what's your name, dear?” I asked in a gentle voice.

“M-m-my name is W-Weiss, M-master,” she said, her voice filled with fear.

“Master? There's not necessary to call me that,” I said with a smile.

“I-if you wish,” she said, in a worried tone.

'What did Cole do to you, Weiss?' I though to myself, starting to get worried on how she acted.

“Anyway... allow me to show you your room,” I said, giving another tap to the ground with the cane.

I showed her the guest room that I have in my house. It was fairly empty, just a bed, a bookshelf and a closet.

“Before I forget, I am going to have a guest soon, and-”

“D-do you wish for me to prepare something?” she asked, in a shy and shaky voice again.

“What? No, no. Nothing like that. I just want you to know that I'll be busy with the guest. If you wish to get anything, you're free to get it. Just place them back in their original place,” I explained.

“A-are you sure?” she asked nervously.

“I'm sure,” I said with a smile.

When I left her room, I could feel that she's confused by the change of everything.

'I'll leave her be for the time being, but I do wish to know how she what happened to her to turn into this,' I though to myself, walking back towards the living room and waited for my other friend to come.

-(F/n) Guest Room, Weiss P.o.v.-

I was scared and confused beyond believes. I was afraid of (F/n) that he would abuse, just like my previous master. But I have been fooled before, and it always ended badly for me. Just remembering it, brought tears to my eyes. I know I got nowhere to run, and that everyone hated me, and I wish I could just wake up from this nightmare.

Moments later, I heard the front door open and a different voice came into the house. I open the door slightly and started to listen their conversation.

“Hey (F/n), how is the Blind Reaper doing?” asked the new voice.

“I'm doing alright, Angelo. Although Sky just visited me not to long ago, and brought something to me,” said (F/n).

“Really, what is it?” Angelo asked.

“A person. Apparently, Cole died recently and she was stuck with him,” said (F/n) as he tapped his cane against the ground.

“Hold up, did you say she? Dear Oum... how bad of a state was she in?” asked Angelo in a worried tone.

“As far as I can judge from her voice and the sound of her movement... not good,” (F/n) answered, in an equally worried tone as well.

“Right, blind. You couldn't see if she has any cuts or bruises. Did you get her name at least?” he asked.

“Weiss,” (F/n) simply answered.

Then, I heard them moving towards a different room in the house.

“Dear Oum... please don't hurt me,” I said to myself as I started to cry in my bed.

-One month later, (F/n) P.o.v.-

This week was... different to say the least. I'm not used to have a guest in my home, but Weiss seams to be still confused and worried. Like she's expecting something bad in return from all the kindness I offered her. Like the first night she was here, around dinner time.

-Flashback-

I was preparing dinner for myself, I may be blind but I know how to cook. Tonight, I was preparing some pasta, until I remembered that I had Weiss living with me now. So I decided to prepare a second portion for her as well. Knowing Cole, and whatever bastard that owns slaves, he probably gave his slaves only water and bread.

“Weiss, come here, please,” I said.

Moments later, I quickly heard footsteps coming towards my direction. Like she was running for her life.

“W-what can I do f-for you, (F/n)?” Weiss asked, nervously.

“Please, have a seat. Dinner will be served any moment,” I said in a gentle voice.

She stood there for a moment, like she didn't know what to say or do?

“Are you alright, Weiss?” I asked in a worried tone.

“N-no, everything alright,” she said, walking towards the table.

Once I was done with making the pasta, I put the contents on two plates and handed it to her, along with a glass of milk. She looks at the plate and then back to me, with a worried look.

“I-Is this for me?” she asked in a worried tone, and I simply nodded.

I started to eat my food, but we didn't talk much between each other. Instead, I heard what sounded like crying.

“Are you alright?” I asked in a worried tone as I look in her general direction.

“Y-y-yes, m-master. I-it's just... It has been years since I at something this good,” she said, crying openly now.

-Flashback end-

I can tell that she went through a lot during her time as a slave. The poor girl. Then there was the time that I asked her to feel her face.

-Flashback-

“Hey Weiss. Can I ask you something?” I asked.

“O-of course, (F-F/n). I-I live to serve you now,” she said, nervously.

“Please, don't say that. Anyway, I wanted to ask if I can feel your face?” I asked.

“M-m-my face?” she asked in a tone of fear.

“Weiss, I promise that I won't hurt you. I'm not that kind of person. I just want to know how you look like,” I said in a gently voice.

“D-do as you p-please, master,” she said in a scared tone.

I then gently placed both my hands on her face, and I could feel her tense up as soon as I made contact with her. Like she was preparing herself for the worst. I slowly started to trace her face with my finger, as she trembles under my touched.

I can tell from the shape of her face that she was beautiful, until I felt something under her right eye. It was a scar.

“Weiss... did... Cole did this to you?” I ask in a serious tone.

“No... I had it before my life turned into this...” she said, quietly.

“I see...” I said in a worried tone.

-Flashback end-

She stayed quiet for the rest of the day in her room, crying. Poor girl, probably misses her past before all this hell for her. To this day, she still is, and I don't blame her.

Knock knock knock

I walk towards the door, and before I open it, I gave a tap with my cane against the floor. I noticed three figures behind the door. One was Angelo, but I didn't recognized the other two. I opened it up and was immediately greeted by Angelo, but he whispers in a serious tone.

“(F/n), we got serious business.”

I immediately understood what he meant. I guided Angelo and the guest inside my house and towards the basement. I do all my business there with my partners, and if Angelo says this is serious, then I trust his word the most. Once we're there, the two guests made their self present.

“I really appreciate that you're considering this, Blind Reaper,” said a gentle female and soft voice.

“If Angel here said that it's serious, then I'll rust his judgment,” I said in a serious tone.

“Thank you. So, I presume that you want to know the details of the job?” said a second voice, which was also female, but this one was more serious.

“Indeed,” I said to them.

“The target is Jacques Schnee,” the two female said.

I was surprised by this request since he's a high ranked person, but I started to have a feeling why.

“I accept, under one condition. Something I normally don't do,” I said in a serious tone.

“What would that be?” said the serious female.

“I want to know who you two are,” I responded.

“Fair enough,” said the first voice.

I then heard the sound of clothes moving cloths, my best guess it that they were wearing a cloths to conceal their their identity. The moment they did, Angelo gasped.

“Death, who are they?” I asked.

“Reaper... It's Alaska and Winter Schnee,” said Angelo.

It was my turn to me speechless.

“So, it's true what they say. The Blind Reaper isn't just a tittle,” said Winter.

“And yet, he's the best assassin in Atlas,” said Aster.

“Mrs. Aster and Ms. Winter, you can consider the job to be done,” I said with a smile.

“Wait, you're not going to ask the reason why?” asked Winter.

“I can imagine multiple reasons, but I know the main one. Follow me,” I said, walking towards the stairs.

I guided them towards Weiss' room, and I could hear her crying.

“Give me a moment,” I said to the mother and daughter, before I enter the room.

-Guest Room, Weiss P.o.v.-

I was crying in my room again. I was crying, because I had a dream about my past, when I was still with Team RWBY.

“I... I wish everything could go back before that bastard of a father kidnapped me and then disowned me for rebelling against him,” I said to myself as I hugged myself in the fetal position.

“Maybe I can help you with that,” said a voice in my room.

I shrieked in panic as I looked up, and saw (F/n) looking at my general direction with a sad expression.

“So... that's what happened, huh?” he asked in a worried tone.

I just nodded and continued to cry.

“Please, my dear. Don't cry,” he said, whipping away my tears.

“Besides, there are people here that wish to meet you,” he said with a kind smile.

My mind quickly went to the worst case scenario, as he went to open the door. Behind it, was my mother, and my sister. The moment that they saw me, tears started to form in their eyes. Then, they quickly made their way towards me, and hugged me like their lives depended on it. I hugged them back, and started crying tears of joy.

“My snowflake is safe! I though I would never see you again,” my mother said as she started crying.

“We were so worried about you, sis!” said Winter, crying as well.

I didn't say anything. If this was another dream, I didn't want to wake up.

“Mrs. Alaska and Ms. Winter, I'm going to make sure that Jacques will pay for, not only, what he did to your family, but also for the Faunas that he enslaved in his factory,” I said in a serious tone.

“Thank you, Reaper,” said Winter.

“Ohm and before I go and start my work, I do fear that Weiss need to stay at my house for her own safety. But you two are more than welcome to visit anytime you want,” I said with a smile, before walking towards the basement where Angelo is.

When I arrive at the basement, I heard all kind of papers and folders being moved around.

“Ah, (F/n). How are Alaska and Winter doing?” Angelo asked.

“I showed them Weiss,” I said.

He didn't say anything, he knew what that meant for the two guests.

“Angelo, do you still have connections with the workers from the dust factory?” I asked.

Even if I was blind, I could tell that he was forming a smirk.

-Two months later-

“YOU CAN'T DO THIS! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!?” screamed Jacques as he got forced into a cop car.

“Oh, we know who you are. You're a man with dark business connections, a terrible boss to the workers and someone who sold her own daughter to the black market,” said the cop, closing the door.

All the workers from the factory were cheering from what just happened in front of them. After some time, I heard footsteps walking towards me, three persons to be precise.

“(F/n)?” said one of the three, and I recognized the voice

“Hey Weiss. How are you feeling?” I asked her with a smile.

“Better, now that I'm back with the family I love,” she said with a smile.

“I'm glad to hear that, dear,” I said to her.

“I... also want to thank you,” she said.

“For what?” I asked, slightly confused by this.

“For not treating me as a slave, you took me in your home, and treated me like a normal person. And I want to thank you for everything you did to me,” she said as she walks closer to me.

“I told you from the start that I'm not a person that like to see enslaved people,” I said with a smile.

Suddenly, I felt someone hugging me, but I know who it was and hugged back.

“Weiss, I know that you're going to clear your family name from the Hell Jacques dragged to. And I know that I'm not the only one who's going to look out for you,” I said, hugging her tightly.

“T-thank you, (F/n). I'll never forget you,” she said as she release me from her hug.

“This doesn't have to be goodbye, dear. Just, a see you soon,” I said as I started to walk away.

“Wait! Before you go...” Weiss said, following me for a moment.

I turn around to face her, but suddenly felt a pair of lips on mine, but I kissed back.

“Try not to get yourself killed, you dunce,” she said as she broke the kiss.

“That sounds more like you. May we meet each other in the future,” I said disappearing into the crowd.