Alrighty. Well, here goes nothing. In my opinion, our boi Oscar Pine is in serious need for character development. I want something more from him. Which lead me to write my first fanfic. Until while I was writing this story, it became a story about Oscar AND Ruby. This takes place during/after Volume 7 episode 9...Y'all read the summary. This was written before Vol. 7 ep. 10 was released, so there's that. OkaAaAAayyYYYY, buckle up RWBY fans cuz this is, um, interesting ;)

Oscar, Chapter 1

"Yea, I've got it," I told Ruby as she was leaving. I just wanted to run at full speed, to get out of there as soon as possible. It was INSANELY difficult to hide my blushing. I don't even know WHY I felt my cheeks burning, sweat forming under my dark bangs. She has always been a great friend to me, even when everyone was annoyed at Ospin for hiding secrets.

"Oh, good luck down there!" I yelled. Oh. She yelled the same thing back at me. At the same time. Now I couldn't hold in my blush any longer. I just walked casually out of the room, trying to maintain my coolness. Well, that's what I always try to do in front of everyone. All my new friends, their so much more experienced than me, their so cool and talented. I'm just some farm boy that was oh so lucky enough to be entered in the lottery for "Who Will Be Some Old Man's New Vessel?" and won. I feel like they expect something wise to come out of my mouth every time I speak. I don't know ANYTHING. It just tumbles out.

I walked through the halls of the Schnee manor to the bathroom first before I spoke to Ironwood. After that awkward conversation, I didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment. Plus, I was starting to get a headache, I needed some time alone. Then I realized, I have no idea where the bathrooms were. I walked up to some random butler with bright green eyes and politely asked where the bathrooms were. She was just silent and pointed her finger at another butler, then pointed at her mouth and zipped it. She must be mute. I apologized and asked the other butler for directions. Soon, I was in a private bathroom surrounded by new thoughts attacking my brain at once.

"What the heck was that with Ruby?"

"Will they all be ok?"

"How am I going to start the conversation with Ironwood?"

"...has the merging with Ozpin's soul started already?"

"...how long do I have until I'm not ME anymore?"

Wait. Hold up.

Am I still Oscar Pine, that scrawny 15 year old boy dragged onto a mission? Or am I acting and talking like Ozpin? WAIT, what if I started talking and acting like him without even knowing it! Oh man, oh man. Now that I think about it, I've been talking weirdly lately. Did I really give Ironwood all of that wisdomy advice down in the relic chamber? He's freaking me out. WAIT! No wonder he's been asking me for advice, I've been talking all wise Ozpin stuff this whole time! Did Ruby notice? Wait why did I think that. Did THEY notice? Honestly, they probably didn't. I'm basically invisible. Bet if I skipped supper they wouldn't notice or say anything.

Now my head is really starting to hurt. I don't want to act like Ozpin. I don't want to be over a zillion years old when I'm actually 15. I just want to be normal. I just want me to be me and my privacy to be mine. Oh my GOD, it was so bad when Ozpin would insert his thoughts into mine. "You should be training," he'd say, "I've gone through this many times," he'd say, "you know, your quite cute for your age," he'd say. Ok. That one I might have enjoyed. My freckles are my favorite feature...WAIT NO! Anyways, everything else he said was annoying. It was like all of my private thoughts were suddenly exposed to some random man I never knew, and my privacy is everything. I need time to myself, and ONLY me, with MY thoughts.

Which is why I'm here. In this bathroom. With my thoughts. My terrifying thoughts.

I started to wonder if my new friends even cared that my whole life has been taken over without my consent. Would I even call them my "friends?" These are the same people that used to glare at me, show their teeth at me, punch me like I was the useless bag of nothing that I've felt like since Ozpin invaded my mind.

I remember when I hit my breaking point and ran away into the streets of Argus. Ran away to some alleyway hiding behind some buildings, where they would never find me. A place behind a dumpster where I let out a panic attack by myself and cried my eyes out for a long while. It had started to get cold, so I had to pick myself up and accept the mission I had been forced into, and walk back home. I knew better than to sink any lower than I felt, so I hid my pain behind a fake smile and baked a casserole, just like how mom used to when we had the privilege to borrow an oven from our neighbors.

I still feel that pain, like how I feel it right now. Scars never go away. Don't get me wrong, I forgive them. But the damage has been done.

I felt confused, useless, depressed, scared, everything under the rainbow of hell. I felt a panic attack coming on, but I worked hard to push it into the depths of my mind. I couldn't let one out right here right now, people might hear me. But it only worsened my state. Everything ached.

My headache was getting really bad and I started to not feel that great. At all. Then I remembered something...IRONWOOD. Oh come on, seriously. I felt like I was about to pass out or something. But I knew that it had to be done and I had to be the one to explain everything to him. So, I got off the floor where I was sitting and went to the mirror to fix my hair (I mean, my bangs are my second favorite feature). As I looked into the mirror, I saw my red eyes and realized tears had been forming. Oh. Oops. I wiped them away, making sure I looked as if I hadn't been crying, and walked out of there.

As I walked out of the restroom, I suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell over. I bumped into something. No, someone. As I worked hard to regain my composure, I looked at the face of who I bumped into. Oh..it was that mute butler again. She was smirking at me, as if she knew something, which made me even more uncomfortable and uneasy. I quickly apologized and headed to the dining room.

Each step was like lifting weights on my feet. I wanted this overwhelming feeling to go away. I just wanted to be back at the academy laying in bed.