A Grimm life

Chapter 1 Strange new world

The sound of chattered echoed throughout a large ballroom. Within the room was a large assortment of colorful young men and woman. They all were moving towards the exit of the ballroom. Among the ground stood out one figure that just didn't look like he belonged. A young man with mess blonde hair and ocean blue eyes, awkwardly made his way through the crowd of people. This young man was dressed up in a black short sleeved hoodie with faded blue jeans and sneakers. Over top his clothing was a really shabby set of armor. All he had was a chest piece, elbow pads, shoulder guards and leather gloves with some metal wrist guards stuffed under them. On his hip was a simple long sword in a scabbard.

The way the young man walked was slow and, how he kept fidgeting with his armor and sword showed how nervous he was. This young man was one Jaune Arc. And at the moment he was on his way to initiation for Beacon academy. Beacon was an academy for training young men and woman into the worlds protectors. To turn them into Huntsman and Huntress'. Jaune just so happened to be one of the few people who desired to become a Huntsman. Sadly, he had a pretty big secret. This secret was that, unlike every other person around him, he wasn't actually trained and had faked his way into Beacon. So, while everyone else had a type of confidence in themselves Jaune didn't have that. At the moment he was stuck worried about whether he would survive initiation. While he was caught up in his worries he almost missed everyone around him moving to the side.

He shuffled to the side with others as a group of burly young men pushed their way through the crowd with a confident swagger. Jaune just stared in slight amazement at the guys as they moved on. 'Wow, I wish I had that kind of confidence.' He thought before taking a deep breath and pushed on through the crowd. At the moment he couldn't be lost in his worries. Everyone walked towards the cliff face on the far side of Beacon as it over looked the Emerald Forest. At the cliffs waited the two heads of Beacon Academy. One was a well-dressed on with silver hair. This was none other than the headmaster of Beacon Academy one, Professor Ozpin.

Just to his left stood his vice headmistress Glynda Goodwitch. The two of them instructed Jaune and everyone else to take a place on a set of metal pads just before the edge. Jaune moved quickly and took his place right in front of the two teachers. He hadn't actually been planning on taking this spot, but when the others got filled he was left with it. He stood as his nervousness came back. He constantly glanced at the two teachers, as Glynda went on to explain how initiation was going to work. Jaune couldn't help being shocked and worried when he learned that partners would be decided by eye contact and whoever you would see would be your partner for the next 4 years. He couldn't help gulping when the headmaster warned them of the dangers and that they might die if they weren't careful.

Truthfully while that terrified Jaune, he was more worried on getting a partner. He glanced to his side to see a young girl with a long red hooded cloak. This young girl was one Ruby Rose and someone Jaune had friended the day prior. He thought of maybe trying to find her to be his partner, but her age kind of worried him. He knew she was only 15 years old and he didn't want to be the reason she got killed so young. He glanced down the line of other students and saw three more people he thought might make good partners. There was a fiery blonde, name Yang Xaio long who happened to be Ruby's older sister. Just past her was a beautiful white-haired girl Jaune felt like he could fall in love with. This girl was one Weiss Schnee, Jaune had to pleasure of sharing a few words with her before everyone came to the cliffs sadly their first meeting didn't go well.

Just past her was a beautiful red head he also met just earlier. This red head was named Pyrrha Nikos and she was supposedly some sort of Champion warrior. She was probably Jaune's only real chance at surviving initiation. From their first meeting he could tell she liked him. Well not like, liked but liked him. She even laughed at his cheesy lines. He nodded and took a deep breath. 'Right I will have to find Pyrrha. She will be the best person to be my partner.' He thought before looking back to Ozpin and Glynda as they finished talking about something or another. He winced when he realized he hadn't been listening. Ozpin went on to ask if people had questions and Jaune quickly raised his hand. The headmaster nodded at him.

"U-um, sir if we are to complete initiation in the forest bellow, how exactly will we get down there?" He asked stuttering at the start only for Ozpin to smile and take a sip from his cup of Coffee.

"Well like this?" Ozpin said simply before waving the vice headmistress to hit a button on her scroll that ended up making the sound of gears churning beneath Jaune. His eyes shot down to his feet instantly only for his body to get sent flying through the air. He had no time to think or scream as his body began to spin rapidly through the air. He felt his brains go to his feet and his stomach lurch into his throat. He felt like he was going to puke as his body tumbled through the air. He kept getting glimpses of the ground, then the sky and even a few other people flying with him. It had taken him a second to realize the headmaster had just thrown him off the cliffs, but once he realized that he couldn't help being impressed that this was the type of training Huntsman went through while also being enraged.

But he realized he had to do something so he desperately tried to right himself as he tumbled, and hold back the vomit that burned the back of his throat. Sadly, he couldn't do it fast enough because the moment he turned himself to face the ground, he saw the bed of trees little more than a few feet from him and closing fast. The brought his arms up shielding his face on instinct, before smashing through the trees. He wanted to scream in pain as branch's slashed into him cutting his arms, legs and chest to hell before his head cracked against the trunk of the tree. The sound was sickening and Jaune couldn't help feeling his body go numb as stars flashed before his eyes and he slammed into the ground. He hit so hard he spits up blood before realizing some of the blood was already falling from the branches he hit.

He thought of maybe laughing at how badly he was hurt but he couldn't. His lungs stung and he felt like he was drowning. He slowly forced himself to lift his head to look at his body only to see a large branch stabbed un through his stomach at an awkward angle. He knew that shouldn't be there but, there was little he could do, because when he tried to move his arms he realized his body wasn't responding. His head fell back onto the ground a second later as black tendril filled his vision. He slowly realized he was dying but the only thought that came to him was. He wished he had at least had a girlfriend before he died. Then everything turned black.

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Jaune felt his eyes slowly open as a warmth filled his body. He wondered what was going on before memories of his fall flashed through his mind. He slowly realized he had died, but something was off. If he was died why was he alive? Okay that line of thought was stupid but he still thought that. He tried to open his eyes more but couldn't get past cracking them open before a muffled voice reached his ears.

"look, he is already trying to open his eyes! Isn't he adorable." The voice said before fading. Jaune couldn't help closing his eyes at how heavy they were. He felt tired with the simple action and couldn't help falling asleep. the next time he woke he could feel what had to be blankets around him as a soft warmth enveloped him. He tried to open his eyes again and this time another voice came.

"Look at him, give him another day and his eyes will finally be fully open and he can walk around on his own. Stubborn little guy, you just keep on fighting." The voice was muffled like the last but it was different. He wondered who the two-people talking where, but he had to guess they were a doctor and nurse. What other option was there. He could only guess that when he thought he was dying someone must have landed next to him and called for help. If he met that person he would have to thank them. That was if he ever could open his eyes and get out of hospital. Still like last time the action of trying to open his eyes drained him and he found himself falling asleep again. Finally, when he woke next he was able to fully open his eyes and took in the scenery around him.

To his surprise it was dark, so dark he had to guess he had woken at night. Sadly, as his eyes slowly adapted to the darkness he came to see something strange. He looked around to see he wasn't in a hospital. Instead he found himself in what looked like a cave. He stared for a second before panning over the scene noticing that beside him was what looked like a large soft black fur covered bed. Only he never knew of beds that had white wood around them and looked like they were breathing. He slowly looked down to his right to see that he wasn't on a bed. Instead he saw what had to be the largest Beowulf he had ever seen. The things head looked to be 3 times his size. He had to hold his breath to keep from screaming in fear. Luckily for him the beast was asleep. He slowly looked around and noticed all the black fur around was in fact a pack of other Beowulf's.

These ones all looked to be around his size and that just terrified him. Each one would be able to rip him to shreds. He had to bite back screaming when he felt the one to his left move in its sleep. He slowly moved to get away only to feel his arms and legs fall from under him as he fell into the ground. He smacked his face into the ground with a thud that softly echoed through the dead silent cave. He lifted his head to make sure the sound didn't wake any of the Grimm and to his relief it didn't. He wanted to know why his arms and legs gave out like they had by the could guess it was because of how long he was unconscious. He wondered just why the pack around him didn't kill him when they found him but he wouldn't kiss a gift horse in the mouth. Right now, he was alive after his fall and he could escape from this pack of Grimm. He only had one chance and he had to make it count.

He slowly forced himself to stand and made his way out of the cave. It was harder to walk than he had thought it was going to be. He wondered why he felt like he should be crawling on all fours but he didn't care. Right now, he had to move and he was. Though the more he moved the more he felt like something was off. It was the same thought he had when he saw the horde. Why didn't the Grimm kill him? Everything he has ever been told about the Grimm was that they always killed people. No matter what. So why the pack in the cave didn't kill him was beyond him. But the second thing that was bothering him was the fact whenever he saw his hand wave past his face to stop him from falling, was why he kept seeing a clawed paw. He had to be hallucinating or maybe his vision was still messed up.

He had to guess it was the former but still it was odd. He tried shaking the thoughts but when he finally got to the opening of the cave and came upon the sight of what had to of been a destroyed city did the thoughts truly vanish. What replaced them was unending horror. He looked around at broken and destroyed builds unable to understand what was going on. The shattered moon's light shone down from above lighting up the skeletons of what was once buildings. His breath picked up and he felt like he might hyperventilate. He finally felt his legs give out as his fear over took him and he fell to his hands and knees into a puddle. Only when he did, he didn't see his face reflected in the puddle. Instead he was the sight of a Beowulf.

He finally couldn't hold back his scream as he threw himself back turning around expecting to see a Beowulf hovering over him only for them to be nothing. He slowly brought his hands up to rub his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things only to realize his hands, weren't hands. They were definitely clawed paws. He spun his paws around looking at the sharp bone claws and black fur that was there shocked by what he saw. He wanted to freak out, but he couldn't. He slowly turned back to the puddle before him and gulped. He slowly moved himself over the puddle again and just like before, instead of seeing his normal blonde hair and blue eyes he saw a Beowulf. He didn't scream this time, but instead found himself shocked and surprised. He slowly raised his hand, no his paw and saw the Beowulf reflection do the same.

Slowly everything began to click into place. Why the pack hadn't killed him and why he knew he died when he fell into the Emerald forest. He had to connect the dots but when he did the only insane conclusion he could come up with was that, he was kidnapped by Aliens and turned into a Beowulf!

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Okay, that wasn't right, he scrapped that idea and tried to figure out what really happened. He knew he died, he also knew that he was now a Beowulf. These two things were very important. The second answer to the situation, was that when he died, he ended up being reborn. But instead of being reborn as a person he ended up being reborn as a Beowulf. Still crazy, but a little more reasonable. Well as reasonable as the crazy situation could be that is. He just turned back to look at his knew Beowulf appearance. Really it wasn't anything special. He looked like every other Beowulf in existence. Wolf face, black fur, badass white skull mask with a few red markings. He began to turn and spin surprised at how far back he could look with his new body. He really felt like an animal. He even was able to scrunch his body forward and bring it toward his butt. He was just like a dog and Beowulf. He messed around a bit more looking at his reflection even lifting his new Grimm arms to flex. To his surprise and slight annoyance, he had more muscle than he did, back when he was human.

Truth be told he didn't think he would be able to flex but considering how Beowulf's did have arms like a human, so he shouldn't have been so surprised. He went on to look at his reflection for a few more minutes before a woman's voice rang out from behind him.

"Little one! Where did you go!?" The voice reminded Jaune of his mother and how she would react in horror when she lost sight of him in the town market. The moment Jaune thought that he realized a terrible truth. If his thought of him dying and being reborn as a Grimm was true. Then that meant he, had died and left his mother and sisters all alone. Well his father was with them but he ended up dying, and they probably didn't even know. That made his heart hurt. He wanted to cry at this realization. But before he even could the woman's voice came right behind Jaune as he spun to see who it was. "Little one! There you are!"

To his horror and amazement, it was the giant Beowulf Jaune saw when he first woke up. He was horrified because the giant Beast was right in front of him, its size easily dwarfing his own. But the thing that amazed his was that this beast was talking. Everything Jaune knew about Grimm was shattered in this one moment. The belief that Grimm were mindless beasts, and had no emotion other than an unending hatred for Humans. That all went out the window as Jaune saw the giant Beowulf leap towards him and pick him up in its giant arms and cradled him against its chest.

"Little one, how could you just run off like that! You worried Mama! I am glad you can walk so far already, but you shouldn't have left the den. You never know if you will meet a bad Ursa or mean Creep who would want nothing more than to step on you!" The Beowulf calling itself Mama said as it poked Jaune in the nose. "You are still young, you can't leave the den just yet. You have only just gotten your eyes open, and begun to walk. Give it another week when you are half Mama's size, before you decide to step out of the den. And only with your brothers and sisters."

Mama said scolding Jaune as he slowly realized what was going on. While he had been worrying about his human family, he totally forgot to even consider the chance that he was now a part of a Grimm family. He still couldn't hold back his emotions over his original family but at the moment he had to hide it in front of this Mama. She just pushed him onto her back and made her way back into the cave. He had a lot of questions but he doubted he could talk at the moment. He was just going to have to wait that one-week Mama was talking about. He was also going to have to figure out just who in that large pack of Grimm was his sisters and brothers. From what he saw and what he realized right now, was he was little more than a puppy. That meant he was tiny, not that his Mama was big like he had originally thought.

Yeah, he had a lot to think about.

End

AN/ so this is just something I couldn't help myself from writing. I have been wanting to do a story like this forever now and only finally got the chance to do it. I do hope you people enjoy. Also, a quick disclaimer. This story will not be a Re:monster crossover like story. Yes, the reincarnation is something I got from Re:monster but that's it. There will not be the power to learn powers by eating other creatures. If I wanted to use that power I would do a different story. Either way disclaimer over.

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