Shadow woke up, groggy from last night's excursion. He had to get Beacon Academy. His dream had come true, even though he had a strange semblance and even stranger traveling companion. A young beowolf ran around the boy's legs, sniffing and yipping at every new scent. On his sword was his family's mottot: "Death may be strong, but we shall never fear it."
He had memorized it when he was younger, before his family had discovered his semblance. He looked at his veins, knowing that even a small brawl would unleash the beast within. His beowolf looked up at him, then turned towards the forest. It started to growl. "What is it, Lovo?" Shadow asked. Lovo pointed with his snout. It was coming from the forest. He unsheathed his sword and pulled out a letter from his black trenchcoat. "If I don't come back in twenty minutes or less, run to the nearest town. Deliver it to another hunter-in-training, then chase him all the way to Beacon. Agreed?" he asked his companion. The little beowolf nodded, then ran off.
He unsheathed his sword and loaded some dust into it. He spun the barrel, hearing the satisfying click as it connected into place. He walked into the forest, repeating his family's motto. He appeared in a clearing, staring down a huge Ursa. "Well then" he said. He pulled out his sword and swung it, letting his aura kick in and add extra power to his downward swing. The sword hit its target, causing the Ursa's arm to come off. Shadow felt his semblance start to act up. He struggled with it for control of his mind and body. The Ursa seemed to have noticed the struggle and took advantage of it. It reared up on its hind legs and using its only arm, swung down with enough force to ground a bullhead. Shadow looked up, momentarily distracted.
His semblance took over. His arm spasmed, his entire body following next. A howl escaped his lips as they slowly turned into a snout. His body grew fur as black as his hair. His nails turned into claws and arms stretched out. In the place of the young man was a battle hungry beowolf. The Ursa stared in confusion, forgetting about the fight. The beowolf sliced upward, cutting the Ursa in half. It's body, now sliced in two, fell to the ground. The beowolf slowly turned back into a boy. Shadow looked at what he had done. He picked up his sword and walked back to his friend. He retrieved his letter and patted the little beowolf's head. He walked off, Lovo following him. They had arrived at their destination. Beacon Academy.