For those of you who have been anticipating this wait no more. It has started. The story of the Avatars has begun. So buckled the hell up. Just a quick word, you may want to read some of the back stories first. The only one that you definitely should read would be the one called a Wolf's Return. I wrote all of them so don't worry about some crazy collab searching several writers to find what you need. Anyways, here we go!
It was dark, there was nothing, no air, no heat, there was nothing, nothing to fight for, nothing to do but waste away. Those were the thoughts that ran through his head as he floated through the void. He tried to fight, Gods how he tried, but to no avail. He slowed his struggles down to the occasional twitch. He was losing hope, though. He couldn't breathe and all that he saw in all directions was darkness. Never ending darkness.
So he gave up. He curled into a ball and tried stay alive. He was losing his breath and knew it would only be a matter of time before he suffocated to death. He was watching everything he fought so hard for disappear before him. While he couldn't see it he knew that back home everyone was now mourning him. He was considered dead after what he did. But, he did complete his task, and did a damned good job of completing it.
He killed her. Grima. The Goddess of death, destruction, and Darkness. At the cost of his life. Now his family back home was to believe he died for them, a hero's death, one to be remembered and stay in the book of legends.
"Funny... would've though... I'd go out one the field of battle... with my team." He let another short breath out and saw the faint misty cloud as it exited his mouth.
"S-so... cold." He could feel his lungs starting to cry out as his supply of oxygen was running out. Not long now. He closed his eyes and started to let the darkness of the void take him. He had no more need to fight. What was left for him to fight for?
"Keep... going." He took in a pained breath and his eyes flew open. But, as soon as air returned, it was gone again. He had earned a few more seconds of life from that voice. He looked around the blackness and saw nothing. He was starting to run out of breath again when he heard a voice, a different one this time.
"Please, keep fighting! For me!" He took in another, deeper, breath. He looked around once more and saw nothing, but he remembered something.
"R-Rose." His daughter, his one and only daughter who he promised he would always protect.
"Don't stop now, I know you're stronger than this!" That was a new voice, too. Riley, his son. The one who acted stronger then he was. The one who vowed he would always watch over his sister. They were calling to him to keep fighting. He felt a small amount of hope begin to worm its way into his soul. But, he still couldn't do anything, he was trapped here, and they could only help him for so long before they stopped and he died.
"Please, Gods, don't go now. I love you, now keep fighting! For Rose, Riley. For me!" He took in a loud breath and tears started to form in his eyes.
"E-Emmeryn... I'm sorry." He was sorry, not because he was giving up. Quiet the opposite, because he tore himself from them to protect them.
"I won't give up." He looked around and saw a small light. He spread his wings and gave a flap and felt himself move closer to it. He started to use his arms and drew closer to the light. As he did he kept getting visions of people. They were too fast for him to identify but he didn't care. Right before he reached the light he had a vision of a women with blonde hair and a white cloak. A mark or sorts present on her forehead. Her smile was warm and he knew it immediately.
"Emm." He reached forward and grabbed the ball of light. It burned and caused him to recoil back, though he kept his hands held tight around it.
"I won't give up!"
The pack of Beowolves were hunting as they usually did. While they necessarily did not need to eat they did enjoy the thrill of the hunt, and as of right now they were on the trail of a smaller animal. A rabbit seemed the most likely candidate. The alpha lifted his head and took in the scents of the forest before snapping his head to the side and howling.
The pack charged into the underbrush as fast as they could, growling and barking out their excitement as they followed their Alpha. Once they reached the spot of their prey they stopped. Something else was in the area from what they could sense. It was bright and peaceful. The younger wolves were confused while the elders were exercising caution. A small, almost hallucinogenic ball appeared in front of them and started to slowly beat like a heart.
The pack slowly closed in on it and waited. The beating increased to alarming speeds before stopping. One of the wolves sensed something and immediately ran as far away as it could. The rest stood in place sensing fear like they never had before. There was a roar behind the wolf and then everything went white.
"For now, we wait. That is all we can do." Then they felt it, the pulse that shot through. It was bright, peaceful, almost holy. They exchanged glances before Ozpin received a call. He swiped the table top to answer the call and motioned for Weiss to remain quiet.
"I felt it James. What was it?"
"We're unsure as of right now, but I would like your permission to send in a strike team to scour the area." Ozpin looked to Weiss who just shook her head.
"That won't be necessary, James. I'm going to be sending a team in." He hung up before the general could voice his protests.
"Get your team ready, I'll brief you at the pad." Ozpin looked to the forest in the area where the pulse came from.
"This is going to be very interesting."
The Beowolf didn't know what to do. It was scared, no, terrified at whatever was back where its pack was. So it ran as fast as it could. It didn't stop, even when it felt the presence of four humans in front of it. It sprinted right past them and further on.
Said team exchanged glances before one spoke up.
"Did that Beowolf just... run?" They didn't know what to expect if it caused a Beowolf to run. They just turned back to where they felt the aura coming from and continued towards it. They could hear voiced in the air. The slightly tinged green mist around them seemed almost alive.
They reached a small area where the forest was just gone. Though she didn't say it, Blake saw multiple remains of what looked like Beowolves. They hadn't disintegrated yet, and that unnerved her. Ruby saw a small indent in the ground, almost like a bomb had gone off and created a small crater. She and the others looked in the center and gasped.
Someone who looked to be in their late teens or early twenties. He had a mask that covered the lower half of his face on and it was black with red and dark blue lines adorning it. His outfit was a large black coat that reminded them of Grayson's though it had red lines along it and multiple straps. The black pants had an almost baggy look to them and his boots looked old and worn.
His gloved were black and fingerless with the backs missing to reveal markings. On his right was a blue symbol that was throbbing, almost like a heart beat. On the left was a strange one that had a curved bottom that came to a point at the top. They also had draconic wings adorning the sides. The interesting part about the mark was it looked like it was inflicted by both a knife and a fire of sorts.
On the ground around him sat several things. One was his black hat that looked strange on account of it having the right side bent back towards the middle. The rest of the objects were weapons, though they looked old fashioned compared to what the team was used to seeing.
A large black great sword with strange markings on it. A red kitana that had the words, "Fang of Nyx," written on it. The sword also had a large tooth tied to the bottom of the hilt. Two meat hooks, one that said, "missed me," and one that said, "remember," There was a chain that had a metal spike of sorts attached to the end. Then there was the flintlock pistol that had the word, "Emmeryn," written on the side.
Ruby walked forward and pulled the mask on his face down. It revealed a young man with brown hair and small remnants of a bear growing. Before Ruby could say anything he woke up and lifted his head. His blood red eyes scanned around until they rested on the team.
Black coloring started to eek its way up his neck and his hands. He watched them then visibly calmed down. The coloring faded and his eyes turned a studious dark brown. He watched them for a few more seconds before grunting in pain and falling into unconsciousness.
They looked between each other before one spoke.
"Who is he?" Nobody could supply an answer.
"Yang, can you carry him back to the Bullhead please." The blonde nodded and walked towards him. Upon closer inspection she saw he was badly injured. Large injuries that looked to be from either sword slashes or animal claws adorned his whole body. She knew he had been bleeding when she saw the large blood stains around the injuries.
She started to pick him up when purple electricity arced through him and he grunted in pain. She froze for a few seconds before picking him up and hoisting him over her shoulders. The other members of the team grabbed his weapons and his hat before starting back.
The walk back was quiet and tense. How had he gotten there? Why was he so badly injured? But the most frequently asked one was simple. Who was he? When they arrived back at the Bullhead, Yang placed him on the floor in between the seat and sat down. The others did the same and just watched him.
After the started moving towards the school the man started to arc electricity again and groan. His wounds started to bleed again, but it was slight. Weiss settled next to him on the ground and started to use ice dust to seal his wounds. While crude it was better then nothing. Blake settled next to her and helped tie bandages around the other injuries. The man let out a whimper then spoke something softly that only Blake could pick up.
"Emmeryn." The name from the gun. She stole a quick glance to it and started to weave a variety of questions. She stored them in her inner mind and went back to bandaging him. Yang just stared out the window in thought while Ruby watched his weapons. She would have, under normal circumstances, been asking questions and freaking out about his weapons, but knew now was not the time. They didn't even know if he was going to live with the amount of blood he had lost. Ruby had seen the large pool of it when Yang lifted him up and had cringed.
She held his hat in her hands and saw multiple blood stains on it. It looked old and worn. She was tempted to try it on but decided against it. When the school pad came in view they got ready to unload. They could already see the medics waiting for them and knew they would handle it. They unloaded and watched as the man was put on the stretcher and carted away.
"You guys, ok?" They turned to see Grayson and his team approaching quickly. Team GREY which was slightly ironic because the leader's name was Grayson and that it was like Ruby's team name of team RWBY.
"We're fine, he's not though. We found him-"
"We saw on the cameras. Ozpin let us watch on the cameras." Nobody said anything. Ruby then spoke up and grabbed the weapons and handed the hat to Weiss, who held it in one hand with only her index and thumb.
"I'll store and check on his weapons. Weiss can you clean that for him?" The heiress gave a disbelieving look.
"You can't be serious, you saw how he looked. He may not even need this any...more." She realized what she said and let out a sigh.
"I'll clean it up then. Ruby, don't install any chainsaws on his weapons please." She walked away with her head down. While still getting use to being nice and not blatantly obvious she still had slip ups. What she had said was most definitely one of them.
"First the break in and now this. We've also got the tournament in a month and that's going to be crazy, too." Things just got a hell of a lot more interesting. Ruby nodded to Yang's statement and turned to the others.
"I'll be heading to the forges now. See you later. Keep me updated on him, please Blake." The hidden Faunus gave a confused look.
"Why do you want me to keep you updated?"
"Because you can just read a book while waiting for him to wake up." With that the reaper walked away. Blake had to hand it to her, she was definitely optimistic. But, Blake had seen injuries that rivaled the man's and those people never lived. She turned to Yang and sighed.
"What are you going to do?" The brawler looked down and kicked a pebble in thought.
"Think."
"That could be painful." Yang pretended to punch Grayson who flinched slightly. Not out of fear but because he wasn't sure if she actually would or not.
"Quiet, Wolfy." Said wolf growled in annoyance.
"You get experimented on one time and they never let it go." The wolf turned to Blake and ran after her.
"I'll wait with you." The small fox Faunus that was hiding behind him followed and called after them softly, "Me too." Yang chuckled at the sight and turned to the other two members of GREY.
"What about you two?" Ryan gave a shrug and Ester just put her hood on and sat down.
"Waste time." The answer worked for Yang who just grinned.
"Have fun with that." She then headed back to the dorm to do what she planned on. Think.
He sat in the darkness but just ignored it. He let in a breath and then let one out. His mind was always a nice place to retreat when things were bad. Though considering he was practically on his death bed then it could be considered bad. Yet, he wasn't scared. Even when Grima had struck him he wasn't scared. When he fell he wasn't scared. He just accepted what had happened and rolled with it.
He felt warmth and looked up. He saw a bright light above him and rose. He spread his wings and then rose up to it. When he near it he was almost sucked into it. When he opened his eyes he was on a familiar mountain top. He looked up at the blue cloudless sky and chuckled.
"Naga."
"Drakaryn." He turned to see his Goddess staring at him with her arms crossed and a smug expression on her face.
"I warned you didn't I?" He raised his hands in mock surrender.
"Alright, you got me, I goofed. Where am I? Better yet, where's my body? I'm not dead am I?" She chuckled and shook her head.
"Not yet. Almost. You were warped to another world." All the confidence he had faded and he gave a look of hopelessness.
"Where? Can I get back? How's Emmeryn? What happened?" Naga shushed him and chuckled.
"Easy, you're in Remnant. You can get back though I don't know how yet. Emmeryn is fine and you won." He let out a breath that he had been holding.
"Thank Naga."
"Your welcome." He gave a sarcastic chuckled and shook his head.
"Haha, not funny."
"It made me laugh."
"Ya, well you aren't stuck in a different world while your wife is stuck without you and probably thinks you're dead." The Goddess nodded and put a hand on his shoulder.
"I will find a way to get you back to her. I promise. Just hold on to yourself."
"Why?" The Goddess gave a wicked grin and the Drakaryn grabbed onto his legs and curled into a ball. He seemed to be falling into blackness where a six eyed beast was waiting for him with an open maw. He fell through and clenched his teeth as pain shot through him.
He shot up and looked around. He was in a hospital bed in the garb traditional of patients attending said place. At first he was confused.
"But, Naga said..." He looked at his hands and then started to laugh. It was quiet at first them got louder and turned to an almost sob. Then he threw himself back so he was up against the bed and was cheering loudly.
"I'm alive!" Then he stopped, remembering something very important.
"Shit, I'm alive, and I left Emmeryn and the kids." He started to pale and then his eyes widened.
"I'm so screwed!" He let out a tired groan and then looked around the room. His eyes settled on the man who was sitting in the corner, who had been watching him since he woke up. The injured man's eyes turned red and he could see exactly who it was.
"Ozpin? Oh, right... Remnant." Said professor stood and turned on the lights. It was late in the day and Ozpin didn't want to wake up the boy with unnecessary lights. It had been a miracle that he had lived, several times throughout surgery the doctors had said they doubted he would live. Then they came out and said he was stable and going to live. That had been a little after noon. He had been found around ten thirty that morning.
"I see you know who I am, but I fear I, and everyone else have no clue who you are." The boy smiled and just watched the professor.
"How do I know you won't back stab me?" In truth he knew who Ozpin was and that there was no need to be afraid of him, he just wanted to mess with him first.
"I should hope that I don't look as untrustworthy as you think. But, I promise you that I am only here to help you." They stared at each other for a while before he spoke up.
"Travis. That's my name." Ozpin smiled and then took a sip of his coffee.
"Very good. Now, Travis, what were you doing out in the Grimm infested forest this morning?" Travis chuckled and folded his arms.
"The real question is would you believe me if I told you?" Ozpin motioned for him to explain what he meant.
"This morning I woke up to go kill the God of Darkness while riding on her giant draconic back. I killed her, but she weakened me and I fell off and went through a portal. Then I woke up here. It's been a strange day for me. Well, it is only Tuesday so I should knock on wood." And he did. Ozpin never looked away from his eyes.
"I believe you." Travis' eyes widened and he leaned forward.
"Surely you're joking? Only a certifiably crazy person would believe that." Ozpin chuckled and leaned back in his chain and let out a calm sigh.
"Then I suppose I'm crazy. What do you think of me... Avatar?" Travis flinched at that word and started to rise. He hurt but he wasn't exactly feeling very safe anymore.
"How do you know what I am?" There was a slight edge to his voice and it was filled with malice.
"I have history with the Seneschals and their Avatars." Travis looked at him in a studious manner before he realized something.
"You were an Avatar once, weren't you?" Ozpin closed his eyes and let out a slow calming breath.
"Once. But not anymore." He opened them and looked at the young Avatar who was waiting for something to happen.
"Why are you here?"
"I don't know. As far as my Seneschal knows she's in the dark as well. Some kind of slipup. I need to find my way back. Do you have any ideas how?" Ozpin readjusted his glasses and looked out the window.
"I'm sure you can feel it, being connected with the light and all, but the Darkness here has grown. Most people have ignored it but I can feel it rising every day. If you want to find a way back you'll have to disrupt the Darkness. Even if for a brief time it must be stopped." Travis stood and grunted as he felt the soreness flow through his body.
"How do you propose I do that?" He stood by the window where Ozpin had moved and they looked to the forest.
"Follow it. Silence it. That's all you can do right now." Travis nodded and looked around the room. He found his clothes, albeit his hat in the corner where Ozpin was sitting.
"I had them cleaned for you, but I believe Miss Rose is in possession of both your hat and your weapons." Travis chuckled while he changed into his gear.
"Figures. Do you know where I can find her?" Ozpin held out a Scroll and it revealed a map with a red dot on it.
"The forges. I figure that if you may end up stuck here for a while you might as well need one of these." Travis took the Scroll and placed it delicately in his jacket pocket.
"Your clothing is very strange for people from around here. Where did you originally come from?"
"Ylisse. It's quiet a bit old fashioned compared to what you guys have. No guns, dust, or Aura. Just fighting with swords and magic." Ozpin smirked slightly at that word. Most people here mistook magic as some cheap dust trick, when in reality some people were capable of using magic, though the art was very rare and often dangerous, causing it to remain in the shadows or as urban legend.
"What do you plan to do if you cannot get home after you destroy the Darkness?" Travis froze. He hadn't thought about that. What would he do? He couldn't exactly just go and get a job somewhere and live like a normal person. No, that wasn't for him.
"I have no idea." Ozpin nodded and walked towards the door.
"I'll leave this idea in the open, but why don't you attend my school? You could be a foreign exchange student who will also be a part time teacher."
"Why a part time teacher?" Ozpin look to him from the corner of his eyes.
"You have seen horrors that would give grown men nightmares. You could be just the thing we need to help prepare these children for the real world." Travis looked away and thought about it. He looked back to Ozpin and nodded.
"Alright. Where will I have come from?"
"Ylisse." Travis looked at him with confusion written on his face.
"But nobody will know where that is." Ozpin gave a smirk.
"Exactly, no way to trace you or find out about you. We can't have any flags raised about you. Though, I would recommend hiding your... traits." Travis cocked his head to the side until Ozpin pointed at his back. Travis flinched and nodded.
"Right, I don't think having a Drakaryn roaming around would bode well." While he might be able to get away with the tail he certainly couldn't explain the other parts about himself. As a Drakaryn he was one of the last of an ancient race of beings. Beings who were human-like, but had draconic powers and appendices. As well as other things.
He had wings, a tail, and his legs were bent like that of an animal. It helped he had large pants and a coat to hide those. He would just wrap his tail around his waist so it appeared to be a belt. Hopefully that would work. Drakaryn were also able to revert. Skin would turn to scales and jaws would reform themselves to snouts with razor sharp teeth. Claws would form and he would practically become a dragon.
While he wasn't very pretty when this happened it certainly got the job of killing his enemies done. He ruffled his wings under his shirt and then opened them. They hurt a lot and he had trouble keeping them open. He had a special shirt that was a strong as Drakaryn scales but would be torn by his wings to allow them to open when he needed them to. It probably helped that the shirt would fix itself so it would appear like there wasn't a tear there at all.
He had definitely acquired some nice gear while on all his crazy adventured through Ylisse, Valm, and Plegia. He heard his wings crack as the joints were stretched. The poor things were beat to hell, especially the right one. Multiple slashes and tears adorned them. While mostly near the bottom of the wings there was the occasional ones located elsewhere. Those were small compared to the two vertical scars that ran down his back from when his wings had emerged.
Shortly after that he had grown his tail, which hurt but was also bothersome at times. Sure it was nice in combat with the stabbing and such, but people loved pulling the damned thing. He folded his wings up and folded them against his back like he always did but grunted in pain. He knew he needed to wrap them up to allow them to heal before he started using them again.
He looked to Ozpin who had slight wonder on his face.
"I'm guessing you've never seen a Drakaryn before." Ozpin gave a nod and then looked to his watch.
"Almost eight. I recommend you get your gear and do whatever it is you planned on doing. Grimm become more aggressive in the dark." Ozpin said nothing more and left. Travis looked out the window in thought and rubbed his chin.
"What could be causing all the Darkness out there?"
Ruby had been googling over the man's weapons practically all day and still had not grown bored of them. They were so strange to her. Especially the black great sword. When she looked closely at it she could faintly see the words Sweet Sickness written on it. She had also looked at his flintlock pistol and was disappointed to see it did not do anything other then what a normal flintlock pistol would do.
She was tempted to take it apart and improve it but decided against it. She was currently cleaning his large red kitana which she guessed was called Fang of Nyx, judging by the name that was written on the side and the large tooth that dangled haphazardly from the bottom of the hilt.
She was going to clean his meat hooks next when she heard a noise. She looked out the window to see large storm clouds in the distance that had let out some flashes. A storm was coming and she knew it. She was about to look away when a shadow passed by it. A human from the looks of it. However, when there was a flash of lightning again she flinched when she saw it change to a monster.
Large horns, a snout lined with razor sharp teeth and large torn wings. The most terrifying part was the glowing red eyes that seemed to be looking straight at her. She was about to call for help when it changed back in a flash. It was there for only a split second but she was wary. The shadow moved towards the door and opened it. When she saw who entered she almost fell over.
The man who they found injured earlier today. He looked around before settling his eyes on her. They were brown and calm, unlike the red ones she swore he had earlier. He walked over to her and gave a wave.
"Hey, Ozpin told me you had my weapons. You haven't put any chainsaws on them have you?" He seemed nice enough, though Ruby was confused as to how he was already out of the hospital.
"Uh, nope. They're really cool weapons, though a bit old fashioned." He nodded as he started to put them back on his persons. His meat hooks sat on his hips casually. His pistol was seated on his chest at a diagonal with the butt of the gun up and on the left side. His chain weapon he rolled up and stored inside his coat making it seem like it had disappeared.
He put Fang of Nyx on his back with the handle by his right shoulder, while Sweet Sickness sat by his left shoulder. The strange part was that Sickness had started glowing a faint blue the moment he came within close proximity of it. He looked around for a few seconds before looking back at Ruby.
"You wouldn't happen to know where my hat is?" Ruby stood and started towards the door.
"Stay here, don't do anywhere!" Though she couldn't hear it, Travis only muttered to himself, "Where would I go?" After a minute Ruby came speeding back in with his hat in her hands.
"Here you go." He took it and gave it a quick look over before seating it on his head.
"Thanks, Ruby. Take care." He started to head outside when Ruby stopped him.
"Where are you going?" He pointed to the forest and chuckled.
"Back to the front. Why?" She put both her index fingers together in a worried manner.
"But, weren't you really hurt earlier today?" He nodded and then pulled up a sleeve. Other then the strange device that was seated by his wrist she saw no injuries, but there were some nasty scars.
"I've always been a fast healer. Sure, I'm sore but I'll be fine." He pulled up his mask so now Ruby could only make out his eyes and then he started to head towards the forest. Ruby watched him and when another bolt of lightning flashed she saw the monster again. But, once again it was only there for a split second and was gone.
"Who is he?"
Travis had felt the Darkness the moment he stepped foot in the forest and was slightly worried.
"This feels almost as bad as walking into the Dragon's Table." He hated that place. The place where Grima had been awoken and started the events that would kill everyone. The Darkness had also slightly corrupted him, made him more violent. Granted it had only happened while he was in there and once he realized what had happened he cleansed himself. He was still wary.
After getting closer to it he heard a noise. He turned and quickly drew Nyx. He changed his vision and could see a wolf-like creature stalking him. It wasn't like any Beowolves he had ever seen before so he was curious.
"Who's in there? I can see you so you might as well come out." The bushes slightly shook and then a large robotic canine stepped out. It's large piercing red eyes watching him.
"Well, that's someone I did not expect to see here." Blade Wolf. The wolf looked different from what he remembered of him though. He was larger and had more knives on him. The wolf was also more armored and had a strange tail. The mask also had a strange spike design on it that caused him to become even more curious.
"Who are you?" The voice from the wolf was the same though.
"My name is Travis. I'm an exchange student from Ylisse." Wolf looked at him and then shook his head.
"Lies." Travis sheathed his sword and crossed his arms.
"What makes you say that?" Wolf walked closer and stood straight up. Another new thing that put Travis on edge.
"I saw you this morning and how everything was destroyed. You warped here from somewhere didn't you?" Travis knew it would do him no good to lie.
"Alright, you got me. Yes I did, though I did arrive from a place called Ylisse. How did you get here though? I know for a fact that you don't come from here." Wolf lowered to all fours again and looked up.
"Portal, I'm here to kill someone dangerous."
"Figures. So, have you killed them yet?" Wolf shook his head solemnly.
"Unfortunately, no. I have been waiting for the perfect opportinuty to strike." Travis nodded but was only pretending to understand.
"Why are you in the forest at night?" Travis looked at his Scroll and then back to Wolf.
"It's only nine. It's technically not night yet. I'm looking for some Darkness." Wolf knew what he was talking about. It was strange but ever since he had arrived there had been this evil presence in the air. He was mechanical but could still feel it.
"I see. Why?"
"It's blocking my communications so I have to kill it. Wanna help?" Wolf stared unblinkingly at Travis who just grinned.
"I have nothing better to do, so very well." Travis gave a grin and motioned for the mechanical wolf to follow him. While they spent most of the walk in silence Travis attempted to make small talk. Though it only got him half-assed responses or snarky comebacks. It also got him interrogated by Wolf. While he knew Wolf wasn't being completely honest, he was. After all, lying to a large mechanical robot wolf that had a chainsaw hidden in his back was probably not the best idea. Especially when you were injured.
"Have any past experiences with Darkness before, Wolf?"
"No."
"Ok." The Drakaryn faced forward and they continued their walk. Throughout the trip Travis had received occasional head aches which caused him to have to rest and use the nearby trees for support. He had explained to Wolf why he had to stop though that only got him disbelieving looks.
Then they saw it. The mouth to a small cave. They were about to enter when they heard a growl from behind them. They saw large red eyes watching from the bushes. They drew their weapons and prepared to attack when Travis noticed something.
"Why hasn't it attacked yet?"
"It may be sizing us up." Travis sheathed his weapon and watched the Beowolf. The large black creature rose from the bushes and calmly walked past them and into the cave. Travis pointed to where the wolf had gone and gave a confused face.
"That isn't normal is it?"
"No. You would expect it to be more territorial when we were by its cave. And yet... it did nothing." Travis walked to the mouth of the cave and peeked in. He saw several other Beowolves just loafing around. Some standing, sitting, or walking. There was even one asleep.
"I'm going in."
"Are you mad?" Travis had already slipped in the cave leaving Wolf by himself.
"He is." Wolf shook his head and followed Travis into the cave. He was surprised to see Travis walking straight through without any problems from the wolves. They started to descend deeper into the tunnel system when they saw a light coming from what looked like a room.
"Grimm don't need night lights last I checked. Stay ready." Wolf nodded and edged his tail back to where his chainsaw lay dormant in his back. Travis had a hand on his meat hooks and they both walked in. The first thing Wolf noticed was the dark malice that filled the room. Next he noticed the large amount of Beowolves that were laying on the ground, darkness seeping out of them. The last thing he noticed was said darkness flowing into a women who was sitting against the wall.
Travis hadn't moved, except his hand which crept to the large great sword that was on his back.
"You're dead. I killed you." The women raised her head to show her grey dead eyes. She had bags under them and was pale. She chuckled weakly and let out a cough.
"Surprise." Travis moved towards her and drew his sword.
"How did you survive!" She slowly raised her hands in surrender but never lost her smug grin.
"Well, when I sent all my darkness into you I was no longer considered dark so your light magic didn't kill me. I wound up here and now am living off these damned beasts like a fucking life support system!" Her voice had risen and she looked at Travis with more anger and hate then Wolf had ever thought possible.
"But I cut your heart out." She chuckled and sat up.
"About that." She opened her coat to reveal a large gap in her chest, like she had a large rock slammed through her chest. The only thing present was a black misty heart that was slowly beating.
"Life support is a thing of beauty, is it not." She started to cough and some of the darkness came out of her mouth and into the air before dispersing.
"Are you proud of yourself? Leaving me crippled to die eventually." Travis sheathed his great sword and knelt next to her.
"You deserve everything you got." She smirked at him and leaned towards him.
"Guess there's more of me in you then you thought. Funny isn't it? Didn't expect these results." Travis pushed her back against the wall and glared at her. His eyes no longer their calm brown but now a fierce, angry red.
"What makes you think I'm anything like you?" She grinned and let out a sigh.
"I can't tell you. That'd be cheating. Now, are you going to kill me or are you just enjoying the view?" Travis pulled back his right wrist which caused a small blade to appear under his hand. He then stabbed the women in her heart and stared into her pained eyes.
"I hope you rot in oblivion." She chuckled and then grunted.
"I never liked it there... much too hot. Hope to see you soon." Travis twisted the blade and she gave a quiet shriek before hunching over. Travis pulled back and stood up. He looked at her dead body before leaving. Wolf gave a quick glance back to her and then followed the strange man.
"Who was she?"
"Grima, Goddess of Darkness. I had thought that I killed her. Should've known she'd have a backup plan. Crazy bitch."
"But she's dead now, yes?" Travis nodded and looked at the blade on his arm. It wasn't bloody but he could still feel her presence on it.
"Yes. I don't think even Grima could survive getting two hearts destroyed." They walked back to Beacon which was much quicker considering they weren't looking for anything.
"What are you going to do now, Wolf?"
"Wait for the right time to kill my target." Travis nodded and looked at the school.
"What about you?"
"I'm going to become a part time teacher who just so happens to be an exchange student from Ylisse."
First chapter was very long. I plan to have them all be very long like this though. Anyways, the series has officially kicked off! Get ready for more to come everyone!
