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*turns down the Trivium and Psychostick he's been listening to for like, hours* Okay here's a new thing I told y'all about a few times but hadn't quite gotten to yet. YES I KNOW Lost in the Light isn't finished! I suck, but more muse was for this so.. Burn what ya got.

So what is said new thing? Well I took some Power Rangers, some Ultraman, some Kamen Rider (Dragon Knight in particular), Akibarangers if you know that one, basically all Super Sentai stuff and put it in a blender with some RWBY and poured it into my alchemy station and did some experimenting. Scrolls are super cool devices that let people transform into crimefighting heroes (or nefarious villains and edgy anti-heroes), Salem's the prime antagonist with her evil Grimmoire Beasts, there are mechas, and some semblance of a plot down the way. It's not gonna be like a constant stream of cases-of-the-week thing that glacially edges towards some minor movement of the story (Detective Conaaaaaaan!(or Case Closed depending on your translation)) and I have yet to decide some things so we'll figure it out at some point. Also taking a few liberties like with what certain character's weapons and Semblances may be to tweak into this story. Like I'm just guessing, maybe hoping, that Taiyang can shoot cool phantom dragons like Alady Na'ash from Super Robot Wars: OG Saga: Endless Fronter: Exceed: Electric Boogaloo, and uses a pair of badass cestus (think chain fists) to fight so.. V5 ain't out yet as of writing but the soundtrack for V4 will be!

Anyway yeah if you like Power Rangers you'll like this I hope. Not gonna spoil too much. Let's get this show on the road!

Oh and speaking of prime.. Metroid Prime 4 AND a Metroid II remake? Wuuuuuut?! GG Nintendo.

Milk, chips, eggs, bread, cheese, meat aaand that seemed like the last item on the list. Buggy wheels softly clattered on the grocery store floor as the blonde teen made her way to the register. Idle hands tapped on the edge before the conveyor belt while the customer ahead of her wrapped up their own purchases and paid for them. "*sigh* Wonder what dad's making tonight..? Sure had me get a lot of stuff. Not like anybody's comin' over. ..Wonder if teach will give me an extension on that essay. I-" "E-Excuse me!" "Hm?"

She looked back to the front now noticing that the person ahead of her was gone and the cashier was trying to get her attention. Whoopsie! Well at least nobody was waiting behind her. Only slightly embarrassed at being caught spacing out the buggy was slid forward a foot or so and she started unloading items onto the belt.

"Sorry, just thinkin' about school and stuff."

"Oh. You go to Valiant High too? So does my son. He might be around your age." The cashier said as she rang up items. Bip. Bip. Bip.

"Your son? My age? Yowzers you don't look that old." The woman blushed a little and had to rescan an item after missing the barcode the first time.

"Th-Thank you. Not many people tell me that these days. Everyone's always in such a rush what with the new curfew and all. In fact it's getting to be a little dark out.. You have a ride home?"

"Yeah. Got my bike outside. My dad got it for me when I turned 18. The cool yellow and black hotrod with the dragon on it? That's my girl."

She pointed outside towards the front of the store where a rather sleek motorcycle was locked down by the bicycle rack. It was mostly black with yellow flame designs on it and a golden dragon worked into the frame. A helmet with a similar theme hung from one handle. If anybody tried to take it they were in for a nasty surprise and likely a beating if the owner caught them.

"Wow. It is pretty cool. Drive safely though.. No telling what kind of monsters may be out there already." And there went the last item. Boop. All the bags were ready to go and with a few clicks the total came to.. "3,285 Lien."

"3,285?" The teen asked, raising a brow and reaching for the receipt to look it over.

"Mhmm! You don't have a rewards card here do you? Any coupons? You come here often enough."

"No.. It should have been a little more if I did my math right. Soup mix, noodles, I got the stuff for sandwiches, there's the milk and- Shoot I forgot the cereal! I gotta go get it. Umm, be right back!"

The receipt was slapped back on the counter and she started off with a jog for the cereal aisle. Didn't want to forget her cousin's important breakfast.. "Alright Chocobo Puffs, Pumpkin Pete's, Happy Bunny Bunches, umm.. Aha! Strawberry frosted mini-wheats. Yoink!" *rumble*

There was a tense pause. The lights in the store flickered and shook and a few things fell off the shelves across the other aisles. Many of the customers had also stopped in their tracks to look around in confusion. ..Wierd. But she couldn't shake this feeling- *rumble*

This time there was a lot more noise as the lights sparked again and the sounds of clattering cans, smashing bottles, falling boxes, and clanging cutlery sounded throughout the building. At this point a good portion of those still inside began nervously moving towards the front and as the teen's bracelet began to chirp she realized it was probably the best thing they could have done. "Oh come on I really don't wanna do this tonight.." *SMASH*

Something large and heavy fell through the roof bringing with it crackling wires, rebar and debris, glass, and metal as it crashed to the floor creating a cloud of dust that obscured its form. Its.. Hulking black form with brightly glowing crimson eyes and tattoos across it. There was no mistaking it. The creature was a Grimmoire Beast. But what kind..?

People were edging away and backing towards the entrance with wide eyes. Then it let out a bellow that rattled the walls and everyone ran screaming. Carts were abandoned, baskets dropped. Better their lives than a few groceries. It stepped from the cloud and towered over a kid that had picked the worst time to run off from their parents. Unfortunately the Grimmoire Beast was between them and they weren't going to be able to get up and run in time. Without even caring of the danger the blonde would toss the box of cereal aside and rush through the settling dust.

A hulking form of dark muscle the minotaur was. Black fur, long sand-colored horns, and one frickin' 'hueg' battleaxe in hands with a span that the average person could stand against if it were edge-first on the ground and not to touch the opposite one. Or in other words, about 5 or 6 feet wide and about two inches thick from the center narrowing outwards. A strong tail lashed at the floor, cracks coming from every step of cloven armored hooves. The kid was understandably terrified and so were their parents. For their child and the young woman going after it instead of running. It dragged the axe across the floor digging it up before raising it high, a snarl leaving its snout and a puff through the nose. Then..

"Hey beefcake!" *thunk* What. Was that a can? Who dared-

It turned around, instantly feeling pain as the golden ring in its nose was grabbed and yanked down hard. Which the teen was pretty strong but it only cowed because damn that hurt. "Got your nose! Now how about you pick on someone your own.. Uh.. Well, someone closer to your size! I fight back."

With its free hand the 'taur reached out and snatched her arm, crushing grip applied and returning the favor to instantly force her own open off the ring. Oh boy that hurt a looot. "Gah! H-hey kid now's a good time to run!" She shouted. Then it swung her around to the side and threw her into the shelf sending the teen into the next few aisles over. She stopped maybe four down with bags of chips and cookies and snacks piling atop her and the beast would spin back around, only to catch its prey now gone and racing for the doors along with its parents. From within the food pile came a smile. Now everyone was probably gone out of sight and that meant no witnesses..

Angered at the intrusion depriving it of a fresh and easy kill the minotaur let out another bellow and stomped the ground, pushing over the nearest shelf rack and making a further mess of the store. Someone was going to be working mondo overtime to clean this mess up. Suddenly as it decided to redirect its fury back on the one responsible for its deprivation it heard.. Popping? *poppoppop popopopop pop pop popop-* Popcorn. How the-

This time no mere rumbling or quake shook the building but a veritable explosion. The Grimmoire Beast raised its unused arm to shield its face from flying hot miscellaneous foods as the heat rose a tad around it. This woman wasn't a.. Oh Hell she was.

A spot now cleared for her to stand properly she rose up, flames spewing from a golden bracelet on her right wrist and wrapping around her body like a towel. They'd solidify with loud sizzling into clothes and such, revealing her identity as.. A Duster. An elemental vigilante, though not every one was obligated to be morally responsible with the gift. The A.U.R.A. activated with yellow flickers of electricity across her body and fists clenched, leather gloves crackling from being tightened and flexed.

Like those hands the rest of her 5'8" body was now clad in black biker gear. Leather pants, jacket adorned with a few patches, a black tank top that showed a slim amount of belly and a not-so-slim amount of cleavage and tattoos on her chest.. Ones that hadn't been there before. A studded belt with a flaming gold heart buckle held up the pants, gloves having studded wrists and combat boots ready for stomping on her feet. Topping it all off was a pair of badass black shades and a skull bandana wrapped around from her forehead to the back. Each Duster's default form tailored to their tastes, and this was hers. Back in black with a bad to the bone 'tude that was ready to rumble. "Prepare.. To get udderly defeated, cowboy." The creature groaned. God that was awful.

Then came the piece of floor thrown at her face, shattered with a fast barehanded punch. That yellow flicker appeared around the hand used again and she smiled. "Uh uh, you want a piece o' me boy? Come and get it~" The singsong way it was addressed made the minotaur rage even harder like it wasn't even considered a threat any more! No way was it gonna let her treat it like a common mob! Down went its head, horns leveled and aimed, snorting and driving a cloven hoof. So predictable.. ..Didn't make it any less likely to hurt and possibly kill her if it got the shot. At the speed it bolted, bellowing again and dragging the axe behind it it could..? Nope.

A pantomime of a matador waving a red cape was done just to further grind its gears and make it mad, playing to its weakness. More rage, more power and speed, less clarity and perception. It flew through the obstacles between them effortlessly and then some aaaall the way to the wall where it crashed into the refrigerated section. Juice and milk and tea burst everywhere as the minotaur yanked its head back to look for that damned- There! "Hey big boy! Got milk? Ahahaaha!" ..RAAAAH.

It didn't even bother taking a stance this time. It just barreled forward, having missed her the first time because she pulled off an impressive jump over it. But fool one once, shame on them. Fool them twice.. The axe came flying with a onehanded overhand swing. Shelves were split as was the floor, cracking and sundering well beyond the impact zone. A simple sidehop was all she needed and used there. It came horizontally after her neck when wrenched free, ducking this time as it cleaved right through the surrounding aisles. "Okay seriously you might wanna calm down 'cause I am sooo not paying for this."

As the Grimmoire Beast regained its balance the battleaxe was hefted up for a powerful twohanded overhead chop. Even its great and terrible strength was not enough to compensate for the momentum of its berserk attacks. The blonde seemed cornered, ruined debris behind her in a pile and too close to simply move to either side. Trying to go under it would be insane but there was no way she could just block the axe could she? A calmer snort left its nose and what seemed like a self-assured grin showed on its face. The weapon came down, whoosh! Then.. What.

Her hands were stuck to the sides of the battleaxe, teeth grit and eyes open as a visible expression of the exertion needed to do what she just did. A barehanded blade catch. The worn but nonetheless deadly sharp edge was so close the teen could have licked it. Any more and it possibly would have split into her chest and face if the A.U.R.A. didn't stop it. Not that it would have alone. Her gloves were smoking and the friction burn felt, but otherwise the mortal blow had been prevented. In fact.. No.. No! This was impossible! She was gaining the upper hand? The minotaur couldn't believe it. It was astounded. So much that by the time it snapped back to reality she was already pushing the weapon back towards it.

The beast suddenly went to lean, it and its opponent grunting to try and break the other's will with overbearing strength. The inevitable result was clear. She was going to lose this game of test your might. Had to do something quick before she got pushed back too far. The only way after that was down and then in half. Summoning up every ounce of power the Duster heaved, then released her hold with the right arm and pushed with the left. The edge still drug across the top of the former as it was snapped back but with her automatic defence it amounted only to a half-inch gouge from hand to bicep. Hurt like worse though. The head of the axe surged into the floor at an angle and with that opening she gave a powerful straight punch to its midsection, audible and enough to gentle rattle the floor below them.

..Which amounted to jack all. Awkwardly her eyes slowly went up to the minotaur and she laughed in the same manner. "Heheh. I guess you do lift bro." POW. Both hands occupied with the shaft of the axe it resorted to using a foot to kick her and send her flying towards the front of the store. Part of the only area left untouched. So long as it avoided her groceries. She already paid for those. A few jerking motions saw its weapon free and the beast started advancing. Surely its stamina would outlast hers. Thus it could beat her by attrition. Unless she did something drast- *boom* ..Shouldn't have opened its mouth. Mentally speaking.

The Duster was already back on her feet and running towards her opponent, arms crossed and braced in front of her. Was she really a dumb blonde? Did she not just learn directly confronting its superior strength was a bad wait what was happening. "Alright, let's rock 'em and sock 'em! Celica Gauntlets!" Twin flares of flames came from both wrists to perform a similar process as what outfitted her with her Duster outfit. The only difference being this time she didn't just get a new instant wardrobe. From her forearms to over the hands and around the fingers appeared a pair of bright shining yellow metal gauntlets with a wonderful luster that spread to her shoulders. Oh so she had toys too. Well whatever. It'd just break her hands and rip her arms off. The battleaxe was raised for a tried and true second overhand, twohand, chop attack. Expecting this her footsteps came to a halt. Not before the strike zone but for some insane reason right within it. She even threw a punch upwards for a straight attack into the edge. Such an idiot!

Or so the minotaur thought. Until the entire half of the battleaxe met her armored fist. There was a resounding claaaang and a shockwave blew away all the rubble around their feet. And a split second after that half would spiderweb crack and shatter to pieces. The rest even flew backwards, nearly making the wielder topple over. It was astounded. Shocked. Perhaps even terrified. Then just a little bit absolutely livid. Obscenities and vulgarities flew around as rampant thoughts expressed with a roar of outrage that this.. HUMAN.. Was able to break its mighty axe, after making a fool of it and matching its power overwhelming! Even if she was a Duster! No to Hell with this. Clearly the axe wasn't going to work any more. The leftover was thrown aside into the wall with a long snort.

"Good idea. You're not as dumb as you look. Ready to settle things fist to fist?" The young woman asked. Not even tauntingly. After a moment of staring her down it would nod. She backed off and raised her hands to a boxing stance. Surprisingly the beast did the same eliciting a smirk. Then it took the first step. That brawny, hairy arm came up and over. Really it sure liked overhead attacks. Was it picking at their height difference? Or was it smart enough to take such things into practical consideration? Either way it necessitated a firm stance to stop, one hand of her own meeting it. The floor cracked but neither her A.U.R.A. or her stability would. However a much faster uppercut from the opposing one sent her rocketing into the ceiling. For once.. Unexpected. It was way quicker when it wasn't lugging that weapon around..

She came back down several seconds later in a heap with a loud succession of crashes, dazed, but up soon enough the minotaur couldn't take advantage of her. Her defences sparked. That had been a chunk of her armor. Not a major one but definitely enough to be more on guard. And.. Oh no it didn't.

Her shades were broken. Lenses out, frame twisted. Slowly taking them off and closing the flaps the teen tossed them aside .."You're so gonna pay for that."

And she reached over and picked up a buggy, hurling it contents and all before charging forward. She was a blur, moving in while the beast swat the object away. The blows that hit its midsection rocked it hard. Quickly the realization came that these punches had much, much more force behind them than previous. Those gauntlets and that glow had to be the source.. Not that figuring it out did a lick of good.

Third time was the charm it believed, bringing both hands up and clasping them together. Then.. Down! Right on top of her for a furious hammer blow that would knock her flat and break her bones and- and she was gone. Backwards in a flash. The missed attack sent another shockwave out and shattered the floor, the quake rattling the building. The interior looked like a storm had blown through by this point. Neither combatant had really cared about potential collateral damage anyway.

This woman was fast though. Maybe even faster than she had been previously. Could it be her true capability was being held back the entire time? Maybe adrenaline was just giving her the boost. The former was both insulting and worrisome to even consider, the latter more preferable and likely. Just had to burn her out. Make her lose steam. Suddenly she was on top of those arms, nose ring held tight again in one hand like a rein while her dominant arm flew with violent force. Each shot she took hit like a pickup truck and felt even worse. Forget the damn pain and the ring, she was coming off NOW.

Snatching her by the back of her outfit the Grimmoire Beast would raise her up and throw her straight down into the floor leaving a nice tile angel/crater thing. Bloody Hell the hole it left in its nose amounted to so much pain, further fueling rage. Her A.U.R.A. flickered weakly, before she could push up to her hands and knees it grabbed her again and took off running. Right for the nearest wall of shelves and display cases. She was drug THROUGH them quite painfully so, this going on all the way accompanied by a victorious bellow down the wall until it reached the corner, stopped, and spun to throw the Duster aaaaall the way across to the opposite wall where she smashed into it and crumpled up on the floor after passing through some of the few aisles left standing. Her armor barely flickered that time and she didn't move very quickly..

Finally. Good lord the little human was done for. It admitted to itself that she fought very well for her species but this was to be her end. It casually trudged over to take its half-battleaxe out of the wall before slowly ambling on over to her. But it refused to cut her down that instant. Feeling a rush of pride and wanting to gloat the minotaur 'deigned' to let her at least get up and face death like a warrior. Her face was bloody, clothes damaged a good bit, some minor wounds elsewhere on her body. Yet she still made it up. What tenacity. What endurance. What a bright flame aw why the Hell did it wait? "Sweep. ERUPTION FIST."

Her arm exploded, fire engulfing it and raging like a tiny wildfire. The Grimmoire Beast had been so confident that it was nowhere near in the proper positioning to stop the massive attack that came next. Another gut punch, but this one erupted kinda like the name implied it would. There was a brilliant yellow light left on its abdominal region as it staggered backwards and dropped the axe to the floor. Every bit of air had left its lungs. Looking down- What was that? Some kind of rune? It sizzled with the sound of a lit fuse, other smaller fast-burning ones being planted around it once it began to burn orange itself since a series of rapid fire bullet punches proceeded it directly after, those in turn accompanied by a cry of 'atatatatata!'. Or perhaps it was 'oraoraoraoraora!'?

Didn't matter either way. Soon they all detonated, blowing the creature way across, through, and outside the store into the alleyway beside it. After crashing into the brick and mortar it dropped on its bottom, head just limply hung. Well.. That was it then.. It could hardly feel anything. All it smelled was burning flesh, all it saw was darkness and stars. But it heard footsteps. The Duster was coming to finish the job as she should.

"Y'know we kinda agreed on a fist to fist thing didn't? I don't like cheaters. Put up a heck of a good fight though. Maybe if you hadn't been a monster we coulda been friends or something. Oh well. Nothin' we can do about it now. Hasta la vista baby." The next and last thing it heard was a shotgun pump, then the trigger pull before a large bore hole replaced the spot a few vital organs used to be. Now dead, the beast gradually began to decompose at an accelerated rate. Even the skeleton eventually disappeared after a few minutes, leaving only its axe as a sign it ever was.

Oh and a loooot of wreckage inside what used to be recognizable as a grocery store.

But the blonde intended to be gone long before anyone came back to find it. No doubt the soldiers were coming with the report of another attack by the black shadowy entities known as Grimmoire Beasts. Her wounds were nothing serious. They could be explained. As her bracelet pulsed and signalled a low energy reserve she would tap it. The gun, a golden firearm reminiscent of a SPAS-12 Benelli shotgun, would fladh and disappear along with her gauntlets. Her clothes burned away, replaced in yellow light by the ones she had on previously. Blue jeans, a yellow v-neck t-shirt, regular sneakers..

Of course there were things to be taken care of. Picking up a decently large chunk of the broken half of the axe head some tears were made in relatively accurate areas, using her hands to finish the job. Had to protect her identity and come up with a cover story after all. Blood was already soaking through so that was accounted for and a quick hop and roll around different piles of debris put on the finishing touches. It felt so.. Ugh. But had to be done.

After that she hurried to the front. Hopefully- Yes! Her items were miraculously untouched. A few Lien was taken out and set on the register for the cereal she had yet to pay for and on her way out her phone rang. With a groan it was fished out and answered, a certain little brunette's photo coming up in the caller ID. "Yello?"

"Yang? Oh my gosh where are you what's happening are you on your way home we heard from our neighbor another monster's been seen in town where we go shopping and-"

"Whoa hey slow your roll cous'. I'm.. Alright."

"Yaaang..!"

"*sigh* ..Yeah there was a monster here. I got held up but before you panic!-"

It sounded like the girl on the other end had went to speak again but then stopped.

"-I'm okay. Nothing broken, I'm not gonna bleed to death, and I got the stuff for dinner." She assured her.

"Screw dinner!" Ooh when did she start talking back like that..? Feisty. Maybe she was rubbing off on her young cousin. "You're not gonna be able to drive home like that are you? Call a cab or an ambulance or something!"

"I promise, I'm fine."

"Dad's been worried sick. You shoulda been home by now.." Ruby's voice dropped a little bit and Yang felt a pang of guilt.

"I couldn't exactly get to my phone and traffic was a little thicker than usual tonight. If it makes you feel any better though I will get fixed up the second I get home okay? Scout's honor."

"..You weren't in the scouts." Came the delayed and playfully accusatory response.

"It's the thought that counts right? Wait which dad? Yours or mine?"

"Both our dads obviously." Snickering could be heard on the other end of the line.

"Rubes we talked about this. Uh, phrasing?" More snickering and Yang couldn't help but snicker too. Then a section of wall, barely clinging for life fell with a crash. And she heard sirens. About time..

"What was that?"

"Dropped a thing. Gotta jet!"

She was on her bike, revving the engine after starting it and peeling out off into the night. Just as a shadow under the storefront began to wriggle and whisper to itself.

Ermahgerbil so hueg.

So I hope y'all enjoyed this thingamawabbajack. References, action, uh.. ..Okay that's pretty much it. But yeah.

That's Guardians of the Grimmoire! Brothers Grimm, a grimoire is a book of rituals, spells, incantations.. The brothers wrote the fairy tales anyway I really couldn't think of a better title. I swear it'll make sense further down the road. And we haven't even begun to see the full potential of the Dusters. That was a teaser. I mean don't go expecting any casual mountain-busting feats or whatevs. We'll also see pleeeenty more Dusters in the future. If you can guess what the rest of the cast might use then go ahead! But I won't confirm or deny any. Even if they're incredibly obvious. Also it won't be limited to just elements and mechas. There'll be some magic and mental stuff later on too.

I better go before I spoil too much. And yeah I know interest seems to have dwindled in Lost in the Light but still working on it. Hopefully this is more successful. Also go check out LegolasDragonRanger's stuff. Especially if you like Pokemon.

Hrrrm so close to 5k. Let's do some shameless ramble padding! I got a PS4 recently. Grimm Eclipse is ON IT?! Y'all comin' to slay some Grimm with me. Also, Monster Hunter World looks freakin' BEAST. Pun intended. Y'all can totes ask for my 3DS friend code, PSN ID, yadda yadda, if y'all want. I got Monster Hunter 3U, 4U, Generations, obviously gonna get Generations 2 and World. Unrelated note I also got Disgaea 5:Alliance of Vengeance, The Witch and the Hundred Knight Revival, Dark Souls III: Fire Fades, and Skyrim remastered: Special Edition. And Gravity Rush 2 which was my main reason for getting a PS4. Now we got the xXx-XboxOneX-xXx and the Playstation 5 coming out. Heh. About time. And I still need a Switch. Taste BoTW for myself.

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