It's the only thought i could muster up at that given moment, the sun going through my eyes, even though they were closed.

I was just in bed, where am I? I reach out to shield my eyes before opening them, finding myself on a beach. My heart freezes, I was just in Tennessee, and the closest beach was Myrtle Beach, which was a good five hours away. Confusion sprouted up in my mind, and right after that was a sense of dread.

I was to my feet in a few seconds, looking around frantically. The only thing I could see was the stretching forest behind me, the ocean situated in front of me. Someone had taken me, but why? And why to a beach? It didn't make any sense. I was breathing heavily, sweat starting to break out on my head. I needed to calm down immediately and find out where the hell I was exactly.

That wasn't exactly easy, I lived nowhere close to an ocean and I had no identifying landmarks to go by. So I did basically the only thing I could do. I walked into the forest, my eyes set straight ahead. I'd have to look for water, and follow it upstream to find any kind of civilization.

I searched the pockets of my jacket (Which also appeared from thin air.) and pulled out my wallet, phone, and mp3. After turning my phone on, I was met by the sign of no signal at all, and the gps having no idea where the hell I was. I put the phone back into my pocket with a sigh. I knew I had nothing in the short pockets I was wearing, Because I really carried nothing in them, but I checked to make sure.

My eyebrows raised when I pulled out a small box. The feeling of this box being here was new, because just a couple of seconds ago, I felt nothing in my pockets. At this point, I was getting weirded out by all of this, my mind having a hard time catching up with what was happening around me.

I looked down at the box and lifted the lid off slowly. There were a couple of things waiting for me when I opened it, the first being a couple of pieces of paper, the next being a stack of bills I had a bit of an issue recognizing. I took a look at the bills first and noticed the odd looking man and Ls situated on it. This must've been the currency whatever country I was in used.

Another shock down my spMy eyes are hurting. Really bad.

ine. I was in another country. The panic rose again but I stomped it down quickly, taking the bills and shoving them in my aforementioned empty wallet.

The next item on the list was the papers. The first one I opened was a map. It was of a world, the familiarity of the continents striking me. I was getting more and more spooked as the seconds ticked on. So I used my only coping strategy and looked at the next paper.

The paper was written in cursive and held a paragraph I didn't have time to read before my hands froze where they were. I was all of a sudden enveloped by the feeling of something wrapping itself around me like a blanket. I fell at this point, the new feelings taking over every bit of energy I had in my body.

I laid on the ground for a few minutes before getting back to my knees, my breath still being recovered after being ripped away from me like that. I had no idea what was remotely going on, and I intended to find out, quick.

I gathered my wits and grabbed the papers below me again, my hands shaking as I read the paper.

CONGRATULATIONS ON UNLOCKING YOUR AURA, HAVE FUN.

Putting the paper down again, I sighed. It said I have now gained an aura and that struck a chord of familiarity within me, one big enough to spark a fire of recognition in my gut.

If what I was suspecting was correct, I was stuck in Remnant. But that's impossible, right? I mean, I've read stories about situations like that, but that's all they were. Stories. As if to pull me from my panic, my light red, almost pink aura flared up, sending it's energy throughout my body once again. I grabbed my head with both hands. If I was stuck in the woods someplace on Remnant, that meant I was able to become food for the Grimm. My eyes widened. The Grimm.

The Grimm in the show were known to be bloodthirsty killing machines, holding over half of the world. That meant there was a very good chance I was in their territory. I shot back up to my feet, my senses jumping to a confusing degree. So if I was to put the pieces of the situation together, I was stuck in a show's world, with nothing but my out of shape body, a map, some useless junk and my aura.

That was another albeit slight advantage I had in this situation, my aura was unlocked, which means by what I've read and seen, my semblance should be unlocked too. But the only issue with the semblance dilemma was that I had no friggin idea how the actual hell I was supposed to find out what it is, let alone use it. My mind was still trying to catch up with what was happening, but I did come up with a makeshift to do list if I wanted a chance at survival.

The first was to make a weapon, a spear, a club, it didn't really matter all that much, just something to defend myself with since running wasn't really an option for my chunky body. The second was to craft something to carry items in. I wasn't planning on sticking around in one place too long, my main focus being on getting to a village or one of the four kingdoms. The third was to start trying to unlock my semblance, any advantage I could possibly get was needed sorely. So with a final look around, I trudged forwards towards the woods, hoping that all of this may be some sick prank.

A couple hours had passed at this point, me having lost my breath due to my smoking habit back home. If things were going the way they were now, then I was going to die, quick. Finding a tree to slump down against, I rested my back, the makeshift spear I had beaten down with a rock helping me support myself.

Night time had nearly fallen, and I wasn't liking my chances in a forest filled with black creatures at night. So I went over my priorities again, looking around for any place to hole up. If I could get to a spot where my back was against the wall and encloses on three sides, I'd be golden. I knew what I had just described was a cave, and proceeded forwards. I still needed the bag, but it could wait for now.

So with a heavy breath, a stood up and continued onwards.

The night in this world was unconditionally dark. I had found myself a place to stay for the night, a dim cave shelter about ten feet deep. I didn't have the luxury of caring about the bugs crawling on me. I leaned my head back against the rock wall, sighing deeply.

This was getting hard and it hadn't even been a full day since my arrival.

Not all things were bad, though. I had learned a couple of things about my aura, the first being that i was immune to brush scraping up against my leg. The second being I could use my finger instead of a rock to work on my spear, the aura coating it and making it harder against the soft wood. The third was what was letting me see in the dark here. If i focused on the warmth the aura gave, it began to glow, emitting a dim red light.

I focused on trying to find my semblance, using every breathing technique I could think of. I thought I almost had a hit when my aura flared suddenly but it came just as fast as it went. Deciding to turn in, I dimmed the light some more and laid down on the cold rock floor.

This gave me time to think about my family. A spike of pain went through my chest at the thought. I had no idea if I was going to see them again or not. A tear rolled down my cheek just as i shook myself off. I can't afford to be sad now, I can do that later when I have survived.

I saw my first grimm the next day.

I was walking through the woods when it appeared. I wasn't able to recognize it at first, it's body consisting of black smoke. I slunk down and tried my best to be quiet. I figured that if I could get past it, I'd be golden.

I scanned it's body and identified it as a beowulf, a more common type of grimm which carried themselves in packs. Sweat peaked on my brow. If these things decided to sniff me out, they would definitely kill me.

So i wasted no time ducking and trying to keep myself composed, as to not attract them to me. It was a slow and painful couple minutes before I finally got distance in between us. When I was absolutely sure I was out of range, I heaved a sigh of relief. My wooden spear might be able to hurt it, but if anymore were to come out, then I'd be screwed all to hell.

I rose up on my shaking feet and continued onward.