Trailer: Violet
The broken moon was perfectly aligned with the forest as Travis traces his fingertip across the old carving he made on the tree trunk. Even though the carving was created when he was a kid, it looked like it was freshly made a few hours ago. Travis felt every nook and cranny of the carved tree as he remembers the reason why he made it. He could smell the sweet scent of red sap underneath its bark that reminded him of better days. He was able to hear the nesting birds sleeping, calming his nerves as the cool night breeze brushes gently on his skin.
"Next week…" He whispers.
Travis was a seventeen year old kid with light brown skin and bushy black hair that covered his ears and almost his eyes. Although his stormy grey eyes were almost hidden, they burned with joy as if they were engraving the blissful seconds in his mind. The brown cargo shorts he wore was fitted with a black hooded vest and under it, violet turtleneck t-shirt that made him look like a boyscout. On the right side of the vest was the same symbol that was carved in the tree.
Then he hears a loud crash behind him, interrupting his moment of recollection. A hoard of Ursa was marching right behind him, crushing the tree they just brought down. Ursa's were creatures of Grimm or better know as creatures of destruction that travels through the world. They were large, stocky bear like monsters with pitch black fur and bony spikes erupting from their back and limbs. Bone plating armored the creatures as well as a bone-like mask, each having the same red detailing embedded on it. They're mouths reeked of blood and their claws dripped crimson as it looked like they just came back from a recent kill, undoubtedly a human's.
Travis wasn't distraught by any of the blood thirsty monsters though, he's already seen enough bloodshed for a guy his age already. He then closes his eyes to awaken his semblance. His ability was to heighten his all of senses and used it to trace the Grimms and counting how many of these creatures he was about to fight. Even with his eyes shut tight, Travis was able to sniff out every blood curdling breath they took. With his hearing could, Travis picked up more Ursa's coming his way and closer to the slaughter, surrounding him. In all, there were six in front of him, five on his left, three to his right, and was even able to count about ten if not more, less than a quarter mile away. He was looking at about thirty in all and truthfully, it good number for him.
Travis was prepares for battle as he takes out his weapon of choice, a simple knife from its sheath. The sheath was definitely too wide to be able to hold a knife but somehow it worked. The knife was sleek with a button located at the end, gleaming from the nightlight as Travis points his weapons curved tip at the Ursa coming directly at him.
When Travis finally opened his eyes he saw everything in his line of view. He could see every movement the Ursa's were making as if they were all in slow motion and as the first Ursa charged at him, all he could think of was how he was going to defend himself. Should he end it fast and retreat as quickly as he can or should he savor the moment to entertain himself for a bit. Either way didn't matter. Travis was going to kill them all anyway. When the Ursa hurls itself towards Travis, it's head suddenly shifts away from its body. Travis was able to severe part of the Ursa's, leaving its head dangling to the side. Travis wasn't able to fully decapitated the creature but he'll take it, a dead Grimm is always good thing.
The second the dead Ursa hit the floor, the others charges for Travis's blood. But whenever they got close, Travis would easily avoid the attack or counter it by slicing directly for the tendons and ligaments with his knife. Leaving the ones injured with dead limbs that couldn't move. One Ursa almost got lucky and nearly bit a chunk of flesh until the knife plunged between its eyes. Travis's semblance was in high gear as he dodges the deadly strikes and evaluate the terrain. He wasn't ready for a full out attack yet. He was still studying the area, making a strategy to use it to his advantage. So it went on and on with Travis either passing through attacks or disabling the monsters until he was satisfied with his plan. But as more time passes by, more Grimm start to appear and it was even more than Travis's previous count.
The number of enemies were starting to get to him as he was eventually forced to back up onto the tree with his carving on it. Travis was having a hard time catching his breath, sweat ran down his skin as he looked in back of him and saw carving again. His solemn composure was soon ruined with a wide grin that reached to the sides of his cheeks.
"Let's go Bakunawa," He speaks as he takes out the sheath in his right.
The sheath had a handle at the end with gun trigger connected to it. Travis's finger was itching to launch it's explosive ammunition. He was finally able to begin his plan of attack. First, he calms down his breathing as his semblance was making time almost seem slow for him. Next, he dodges and counters the attacks coming but this time he ran around the battlefield to fire a few shots. His sheath fired cylinder capsules that rolled or glued onto its targets. The Ursa's hardly noticed these things lying on the ground or on them but they will soon enough. Finally, when he was in the center of the fray he press's the button on his knife and all the cylinders went off, causing a demolition of dirt and Ursa body parts to fly everywhere.
Debris clouds the area as well as a light crimson mist with parts of the earth or Ursa remains falling onto the jagged floor. Some of the Ursa's were trying to regain their consciousness while others lay dead on the ground. During the confusion, Travis reveals the true form of his sheath, a short sword with a curved blade and handle that made it look snake like. With his blade he was finally able to fully decapitate these monsters.
As a bewildered Ursa charges out of the debris, Travis's slashes at the monster. The moonlight seems to follow that attack, making it as though it was dancing on its blade. When his blade left the Ursa's body, a thin line of blood could be seen chasing after the moonlight that was gracefully on the sword.
The Ursa's that was caught in the explosion cries and echoes through Travis's ears. The scent of blood mixed with dirt made his nose hurt but he didn't flinch from any of that and continued to kill them. Some even tried to sneak up on him but couldn't because his senses could tell where exactly they were. Nothing could surprise Travis here as he was left bored with the situation. They were all too easy for him and he loses interest in the battle fast. He does this process over and over again, causing limbs to fly in the air as more cried in agony. As the cloud clears, it reveals that there was still one Ursa standing in the back of everything.
This last Ursa was different though. It was smaller and more lean than the rest maybe a younger one but what was most staggering was that it didn't attack Travis but just observed. Creatures of Grimm were all intelligent despite their mindless behavior and are known to learn from their experiences like humans. This one was no different but at the same time was also unusual. Travis was prepared to exterminate this last monster in his was until it hurls a rock towards him. He evades it with ease but this is what he hates. Travis can read everything that goes on around him except for what goes on in someones head.
From then on, the Ursa continues to catapult rocks at Travis as he charges at the creature. Travis saw the trajectory of each rock and was avoiding each attack like it was a game of dodgeball. When he finally gets to the Ursa and was about to deliver the killing blow, it throws a ball of dirt instead of a rock. The dirt got into Travis's eyes and he tries to rub it out. He was baffled for a bit and lost focus on his target.
The Ursa wasn't going to let an opportunity like this slip away as it picks up a knocked over tree, slamming it into Travis at full force. The blow sent him flying a couple of feet back and when he landed, Travis was able to roll on the ground to lessen the blow. As he stands back up, Travis realizes that he was back where he started.
The young Ursa gives a little smirk to Travis and taunts him with the crushed tree in it's hand, mimicking Travis's fighting style. Travis was just annoyed now. He wasn't annoyed that the Ursa was impersonating him but, what he didn't enjoy was that he should have seen and known that was going to happen. However this Ursa was smarter, way smarter than the others which turned his irritation into curiosity. This monster was able to formulate a plan and is now copying Travis fighting which left him impressed. Travis smiles back at the monster with pure confidence in his eyes, he finally found an entertaining opponent.
Travis closed his eyes again but this time was different. He blasted his aura into his senses, making them more amplified than before. This time he focuses all of it on to the last Ursa and was about to get finish the fight. As he opened his eyes, the color of his eyes transformed from a stormy grey to a violent shade of violet. Despite finding a creature that peaked his interest, he didn't want to spend anymore time at this place. He couldn't fight here anymore.
He didn't waste anytime as he rushes to Ursa again, more determined than last time. The monster saw the situation no different from last time and continues to fling rocks. Instead of dodging, Travis sliced apart the rocks, he was absolutely relentless. The Ursa soon realizes that he was acting different from before and panicked. Things were going to fast for it to comprehend and soon the Ursa's main objective was to retreat. But Travis wasn't going to let this happen as he was directly in front of the Ursa again. In fear, the Ursa picks up the tree trunk and fights with it, clashing with Travis's short sword.
It was able to almost copy Travis's technique move for move and it only saw it once. Although the movement of his strikes was extremely sloppy compared to Travis's, who denied the Ursa's every move with his own. Travis begins to attack from different angles from before, surprising the Ursa enough the it left a major opening for Travis to slice. The area he slitted was the Ursa's tendon in its wrist and makes it drop what remains of the tree trunk.
The creature uncontrollably swings at Travis only to find its enemy passing right through it's attack. Travis was now behind the Ursa, slicing up the back of it's legs and making it fall to its knees with Travis looming over it. The tip of his sword next to the monster's head. Fear swallowed the Ursa as Travis stared vacantly into it's crimson eyes, it didn't want to die here. So as a last ditch effort, the Ursa attempts to chomp a piece out of Travis, hoping that it would be able to devour him and survive. The Ursa thought that the plan was going to work until it's mouth was soon shut closed with the knife piercing it's jaw.
"Sorry," Travis whispers, "I knew you were going to do that."
Travis swiftfully ends the Grimms life with the flick of his wrist, slicing off its head from its body. As the head rolls on the ground, it begins to dissipate into crimson mist as well as its own body and all of the other Ursa's. Travis didn't feel any remorse for killing these creatures. He had heard that Grimm were once the tortured souls of animals so to him, fighting these Ursa was like putting an injured horse out of it's misery. As Travis leaves the battlefield and towards the sandy plain, he looks back at the tree. Behind that tree was a immense flower field with various headstones carved with the same date and same image as the on the tree and his chest. It was an emblem of a monster eating the moon.