Professor Port was known for his eccentricity, but bringing a live Alpha Beowolf went beyond that, thought Weiss Schnee as she finished wiping stabbing the Grimm in the eye socket, grimacing as she saw her now disheveled clothing.
"Excellent work, Miss Schnee!" cried out the boisterous man from behind her, his mustache moving into what she guessed was a smile.
"Thank you professor. And if I might ask, how did you manage to procure a live Alpha for class? Surely it was a difficult task." she replied, being polite even though the man had just let loose a Grimm against her yet again.
"That, Miss Schnee, is my little secret." came his response as his eyes glazed over, his mind returning to what had occurred just that morning.
Roughly 6 hours before
"Come on out you fiends!" yelled Port as he trekked through the Emerald Forest, hoping to find a worthy prey to fight as he fiddled with his Blunderaxe.
A mighty roar responded to his cry on its fifth iteration, bringing a smile to the man's face as he turned to face what was assuredly a worthy combatant.
The Alpha that had answered his challenge was certainly imposing, standing at least a whole him above himself, with armor and spikes that were both protective and deadly. The malice in it's eyes held no mercy, only an ancient hatred that was present in both fighters.
"I hope you're ready to tussle!" cried out Port as he threw his weapon down, charging the beast and ripping off his shirt as he did so, seeing the Alpha do the same(albeit with less shirt-ripping).
The first contact was brutal, merely a block for the swing that the Alpha had sent at him, only to be surprised as he caught the claw with one hand, using the other punch the beast in the chest, causing it stagger back a half-step in surprise.
"Haha! Never underestimate your opponent!" Port reprimanded, despite the fact the Grimm could neither understand his words or even remotely care about them as it snarled in his face.
The second clash was a bit more careful, with the Alpha trying quicker, less powerful blows to overwhelm it's opponent, but Port had done this too many times to be caught off guard by such a tactic. He quickly grabbed both of the Alpha's paws, making sure to keep it still as he prepared his ultimate attack.
"Prepare yourself for the Port Special!" the man bellowed, before performing a stunt that by all laws of physics should have been impossible. Jumping up slightly, he pulled on the Alpha's paws, bringing his mass forward and directly into it's shins. Using this momentum, he kicked and pulled simultaneously, somehow flipping the Grimm over his head and landing on top of it, much to the Grimm's confusion.
Port, being the expert fighter that he was, took advantage of his confusion, scrambling to the Alpha's head and putting it in a headlock, slowly depriving the Grimm of air. After many seconds of frantic clawing, which his Aura protected his from, the Alpha's movements slowed and eventually stopped.
"Another victory for me!" he yelled, challenging any other Grimm to try and kill him, but none answered his summons, much to his dismay. Somewhat saddened, he replaced his shirt and holstered his weapon before returning to the sleeping Grimm, before picking up an arm and dragging it.
"This part is always the worst." he grumbled, wishing he had Glynda's semblance of telekinesis to help him out with the giant corpse that lesser men would have struggled to move. After a long walk and many swears, he finally found the cage he left at the edge of the woods, quickly shoving the massive Grimm into the steel contraption and locking it up.