A/N: I've been thinking about this for the past few days and decided to remake my original Peregrine Academy story. This will be a mega-crossover between various horror movies, fairy tales and such. Be warned. This will include violence, gore, profanity, sexual content, mild blue comedy, use of drugs and alcohol. I know I've added female fart fetishism in the last version, but that was only because I was feeling aroused as I wrote the story. I don't want you guys to think I'm a pervert or something. If you guys don't like this one, don't worry about it. Enjoy! Read and review please.
It was a cold winter night in the northern moors of Denmark. On the first week of January where most of the animals were hibernating for the long winter ahead. But not many of them were for beyond the marshes; with the bones and armor of dead Dane warriors, a dark cavern where a deep pool leading to a large and dark underwater cave where skeletons, armor, weapons and golden objects are stashed here and there. Soft snoring was heard underneath a furry animal skin blanket. The silence in the cave was broken by solid footsteps. Entering the cave was a towering, disfigured, humanoid monster with a deceased-looking body with some exposed body tissue, scaly skin texture and possibly a few bones were visible. What's strange about him is that he had only a right arm while on his left remained only a small stub where left arm should be. His mouth was crooked and hanged off the right side of his mouth revealing his jagged and misshapen molars. He had a large wound on his left ear where his eardrum had been ruptured. He seemed to be dragged three dead bodies of some travelers that he had killed.
"Mother?" He called out. "I'm home, mother. Cailleach? Azur?" The animal-skin blanket was pushed away revealing a half-human and half-monstrous boy who resembles the creature, apart from his youthful human-like face with a half-distorted feature and some humanoid characteristics to most parts of his body. He was wearing brown pants made from deer skin. He has long tendrils of black, saggy hair and dark grey eyes. His name was Azur, the creature's son. From across the cave, behind the piles of skulls and bones, a young woman with long brown locks and soft round face. She was wearing a dark blue hooded cloak and a Celtic dress underneath with a kilt and she was holing a wooden staff. Her name is Cailleach Bheur, a Scottish weather deity and the creature's mate. She usually goes by "Fiona" in her mortal form. She flew over to the creature, giving him a bear hug.
"Grendel! You're back!" She spoke with a Scottish accent.
The creature, now named Grendel, hugged her back until they both broke apart.
"Have you been hunting again?" She asked with a suspicious tone. Grendel was only permitted to exit the cave to hunt from some animal meat and catching humans was out of the question.
"I've got a few human travelers. It was only because they attacked me and I had to defend myself." He said in defense in an almost hurt tone. Fiona shook her head.
"Oh, Grendel. You know better than to attack the humans." A silky and sultry voice came from the pool of water behind them where a beautiful young woman with chestnut hair that almost touched the floor and a naked, voluptuous hourglass figure with some greenish and beige scales and webbed fingers with long, sharp claws arose from the water. In her mouth were sharp teeth like that of a piranha with two rows on her bottom jaw and her eyes were glowing yellow slits. This nearly-grotesque human form of a woman also wore what looked like golden jewelry around her neck with the lower jaw to the skull of a bear embedded to it. She was Grendel's mother.
"I've have told you that they have slain so many of our kind." She chastises softly. She couldn't stay mad at him, but he was her son.
"Well, Azur doesn't seem to mind. Do you, son?" He looked over at Azur.
"I could care less if it was cattle, goat, sheep or even fish." He spoke in a bored and tired monotone.
"Boudicca." Fiona turned her attention to Grendel's mother. "Boudicca" was Fiona's nickname for her, since she had no name of her own in particular.
"There's something Grendel and I have been meaning to consult you about." She mused and her mate nodded.
Grendel's mother asked "What?"
"I've been doing some thinking that maybe this environment isn't quite right for the teachings of Azur. Maybe he could use a proper education." Fiona explained.
"Such as...?" Grendel's mother raised an eyebrow.
Her daughter-in-law said "Well, there's this school in a place called Massachusetts. Where many other creatures like Azur would have more in common. I just need Azur to spread his wings a wee bit."
"And leave the cave?" Grendel's mother seemed unsure about this. Her son had his arm torn off by a Geatish warrior long ago and she was surly not going to let anything happen to her grandson. She was deep in thought.
"I don't know. This is so sudden, I mean..." Fiona gave her a worried look.
"Well, if it's what all the other beings outside our home is doing. Very well. But, I cannot make any promises. If anyone messes with my grandson, heads will roll." She snarled like a cougar ready to attack her prey.
"Azur is old enough to look after himself." Grendel reminded his overprotective mother.
While Azur was munching on the freshly dead bodies, oblivious to the elders' conversation, Grendel came over to him and sat down in front of him with a concerned expression.
"Son, I know this is unexpected for you, I know. But, your mother and I were planning on enrolling you to a place called school."
Azur looked up from his meal and asked "School?"
Grendel said "Yes. It will be a large school of other monsters much like us. Well, maybe not a whole lot like us, but you'll fit right in." Azur expression turned into a forlorn one. "Don't worry, my boy. I know I haven't been completely honest with you about my past. When I was a young sprout, I played games all the time, just like you. Explored this cave. Every bit of it. While your grandmother was asleep, of course" He laughed. "I remember the first time I made my way out through the pool of fire snakes. I didn't go very far. I eventually made my way out into the world for the very first time in my life. Your grandmother always told me never to go near humans, but I never listened." He spoke in a grave tone. "Long ago, King Hrothgar and his Danes were celebrating in their legendary mead hall they called Heorot. All the loud music and laughter and cheering the king's name. My poor little ear couldn't take it. It was painful enough. So I rushed over and teared them apart. But I never had the strength to crush Hrothgar." Azur looked interested, yet shocked in his father's story. "I always marched down by the Heorot to silence them for their loud uproar. Until one day, a big and strong warrior named Beowulf who was powerful enough to take me down arrived. He's the one who damaged by ear drum" Grendel pointed to the wound on his left ear where his ear-pad was. "I tried to escape, but Beowulf wouldn't let me. He tied my arm to a chain and kept me restrained so I wouldn't get away. With his final words "I am Beowulf!", he slammed the door on my arm, chopping it off. I retreated back to the cave with what was left of my dying strength and bled to death in your grandmother's arms. She eventually consulted your mother to help restore me back to life. My arm didn't grown back, but I could still fight with only one arm. We soon fell for each other. And that's when you were born. Our beautiful little boy." Grendel grabbed his son's shoulders. "So, Azur. Don't be like me. Don't make the same mistakes I did." Azur looked into his father's desperate eyes.
He wasn't sure he wanted to part with his parents and grandmother from their beloved habitat. Not many people were going to make friends with him, he predicted. But with his father telling to make his own decisions, he just couldn't turn him down. Not now and not ever. So with that, he finally gave his response.
"Okay, dad." His father grinned and gave him a hug. Azur hugged him back. Cailleach smiled at them.
Azur looked towards his mother who said "You leave tomorrow in the afternoon before sundown. School starts at night."
'I just hope I'll survive the school year.' Azur thought to himself.
A/N: And there's the first chapter. The rest of the chapters will be long. I promise.
Voice cast:
Rob Zombie as Azur
Michael Fassbender as Grendel
Daniela Nardini as Cailleach Bheur "Fiona"
Mia Sara as Grendel's mother
In this, I'm fusing the 2007 Beowulf movie with my own incarnation of the original epic poem for this, since I'm not entirely sure how to tell the epic poem in my own way. Plus, I loved that movie a lot. Stay tuned and review.