I didn't see this idea anywhere so I decided to make it and see how it did. If people liked it then sweet! If not then no harm done. So here is the plot. Like Talion this character was killed, but when Grimm attacked his village. This village is outside the Kingdoms so no Huntsman or army came to help. They also are much more old fashioned which is why the main character will use the traditional weapons of the Grave Walker. He can still die and come back to life though.

I think you guys will like this. I am also doing a legit Shadow of Mordor story that may or may not end up tying into my Avatars series... coughcough. Anywho, here we go!

Also, the theme song for this story and pretty much all battle scenes is This Will Be the Day. Cuz it sounds cool and sorta fits.

He shot up from the cold ground, gasping for air through the blood that was in his throat and lungs. He rolled to his knees and coughed the red substance out and started to suck in every ounce of air he could.

"...Shit..." He looked up and saw the destroyed remains of his village. He slowly stood and started to shake. Both from the anger and the cold of the snow all around him. His teeth started to chatter as he made his way through the destroyed town. Then he saw his house. Or rather, what was left of his house. He sprinted forward and started to dig through the rubble.

"Not there. Behind you." He listened to the voice and turned around to see his father's bloody body tinting the snow around him.

"No... Please God, no." He walked forward and fell to his knees next to his father. He slowly ran a hand over his father's face and closed his eyes. He felt tears tugging at his eyes but did not cry. He would morn him, yes. But now was not the time or the place. He hadn't realized it but in his right hand he held his shattered sword. The sword his mother had given him before she died all those years ago.

He looked down to his father's body once more and saw his sword. The sword he was promised once his father was too old that would then be handed down to his son. He took it from his father's hands and admired the grey blade. The black leather around the handle felt warm and alive. He swallowed and started to clench his fists.

"I'll kill every one of them. Every damned one!" He stabbed the sword into the ground and shouted loudly into the night. He fought back his tears but could not stop one or two from falling out of his eyes. Then he felt another presence. He pointed the sword at the presence, his broken sword held backwards in his left hand.

"Who's there?" A blue light appeared and everything became blue and misty, like a world ravaged by wind and war. He could see everything though. Including the young women who was staring at him closely.

"I am here, Teran." He shook and pointed the sword back at her.

"How do you know my name?" She gave a grim smile.

"We are bound together now. I know everything about you, Teran. And you know everything about me, what little there is." He then started to have memories flash in his mind. A young girl getting attacked by Grimm. Ripped apart and killed.

"That's you isn't it?" She nodded and sighed.

"I think we are bound together because of the same fates we have reached. The same unfair endings to our stories. Ones that shouldn't have been." He lowered the sword before sheathing it in the snow. He put the dagger in the sheathe on his back and walked towards her.

"What do we do then?" She looked at him, a fire in her eyes and gave a dark grin.

"We make them all pay. Each and every one of them." He smirked and pulled his father's sword from the ground.

"I like that idea." She then walked closer.

"We will need to have some reason to do what we do. We must become Huntsman. Then we will be allowed to kill the Grimm. All of them." He nodded. He reached down and took his father's sheathe, wrapping it around his body instead of his waist like his father. He then twirled the sword before placing it in the sheathe with the handle by his right shoulder.

"Where must we go?" Before she could answer they heard a rustling. They turned and he could see a red silhouette moving towards him in the bushes.

"Beowolf." He nodded and drew the sword, keeping it down by his right side like his father had taught him. He waited and the Beowolf jumped at him. He moved to the side and sliced the arm off the beast. He then jumped on the injured Grimm's back and dug the sword into the base of the neck and shoulders. He pushed down and twisted, relishing in the sound of the bones and flesh being destroyed.

He pulled out with a wet sickly sound and watched as the Grimm's red blood splattered onto the ground. He then heard another but was too late as it tackled him into the ground. He lost his sword and placed his hands to the side of the head in self-defense and his hands started to glow blue and a mist worked its way into the head of the Beowolf. The large wolf shrieked in pain and jumped off him and started to writhe on the ground.

Teran stood and watched. The girl appeared and motioned to it.

"Return back to it. Something important happened. Go!" He nodded and walked up to the Grimm. He slammed his right hand over the left side of the Grimm's face and the mist returned. He was enveloped by the girl who shouted, "Forfeit your mind!" They started to tear into the memories of the Grimm and saw through its eyes as they attacked the town.

They saw a large bony Beowolf come behind Teran's father and stick its large claws through his abdomen. Teran shook in anger before leaving the mind and squeezing hard and then watched as the mist crushed the head of the Beowolf and caused its red blood to shower everywhere. The girl appeared and Teran pointed at the dissolving Beowolf.

"It knew where the wolf that killed my father is. We can go and kill it!" She nodded and pointed into the wilderness.

"Then let's go." He nodded as she disappeared. He started to run through the forest until he thought he could sense something.

"Why look through those mortal eyes of yours, when you can look through mine and see all the world as it is?" He nodded and focused before watching as the entire world was enveloped into a blue haze, fast ghost-like wind racing through the world around him. He wanted to marvel at it when he saw five blue figured a distance off. Further in the middle he saw a much larger red figure who he could feel large dark energy coursing off of. He focused on the figure and seemed to zoom in on the figure before everything slowed down to a crawling pace and he saw the wolf that killed his father.

"There it is. Now, Teran, cut the head off and the body will die. Beowolves are known for traveling in large packs." He nodded before climbing a tree and jumping between the branches to close in on his target. Once he was above the wolf and saw just how high up he was.

"Fear not, we will not be harmed from the drop. My essence will protect you as you descend. Now, go!" He drew his broken sword and jumped, being transformed into the wraith girl as he fell. He was dropping quickly but everything else seemed to be in slow motion. When he hit the wolf he hit the wolf he dug his dagger into the neck and caused it to fall to its knees. It reached back and grabbed him before throwing him off. As he rolled along the ground he drew his sword and sheathed his dagger.

He rushed the wolf and blocked the blow from above, knocking it away and blocking another swipe from the side. They closed in to each other and Teran could hear the wolf speaking.

"You smell like the sack of flesh I gutted at the village. In due time you'll smell like him too, runt!" Teran was so surprised he didn't react as he was picked up and thrown into a tree. He stood up, using his sword as leverage.

"What was that?"

"The Wolf's thoughts. Being within close proximity of the beast allows us to hear what it's saying. Don't let its taunts make you reckless. Just kill it." He nodded and twirled his sword before rushing the wolf. He saw the slashes and jumped over the wolf, twisting halfway so he landed on the back. He jumped up and sliced down the length of the wolf's back, causing it to whine in pain.

He felt something behind him and ducked under a swipe from a different wolf. He turned and sliced the wolf in half at the waist. He then slammed his shoulder into another one and sliced the head off while it was stunned. There was one more between him and the alpha who had retreated slightly. He rushed it while staying low and when it swung he spun around the right, slicing the stomach, before stopping behind it and stabbing his sword through the back of the wolf's head and out its mouth.

He turned to the alpha and watched as it reared its large head back and opened its mouth.

"Stop it!" He felt power in his left hand and watched as a bow formed in his hand. Time, once more, slowed down. He pulled back the string and watched as an arrow formed. He aimed in a way that made it seem like he had done so a million times, yet he had never done so before in his life. He released and watched as the arrow flew quickly and stabbed through the eye of the wolf and out the back of its head, sticking into a tree before dispersing.

Time sped up and he let out a sigh. He rubbed his back where it had impacted the tree. He looked at the disintegrating Beowolf before twirling his sword and placing on the sheathe on his back.

"That was for my father you son of a bitch." He stumbled slightly before falling to his knees. He placed his hands around his chest and grunted at the pain.

"He broke some of your ribs." Teran nodded and then saw the girl appear in front of him.

"What should I do?" She gave a dark face and pointed to his sword.

"If you die, then you'll return to the land of the living in a day. But the choice is your." He looked to the handle and sucked in a breath. He drew the sword and gave a sigh of annoyance.

"Alright. If this will help. Will I return here?" She shook her head and pointed far to the west.

"There's a tower we can return to in Vale. Two birds with one stone. You heal and we get to Vale faster. Beacon is there, waiting for us. But not forever. Now, hurry up. I don't like the idea of dying anymore then you." She faded inside if him and Teran shook his head.

"What a load of bullshit." He then fell forward and his sword pierced his heart and he died instantly.


"Shitting Hell that hurt!" He shot up and clutched his chest where the sword had pierced him. He lifted his shirt and saw a fading scar that caused him to groan.

"We're here." He saw the girl standing by the edge of the tower and he walked over to her. He saw the lights of Vale's city below and he grinned.

"I've never seen anything like this before ya know? Always lived far away from major cities or just places with people in general. You still haven't told me your name." He turned to the girl who's hair was whipping in the wind. She lifted her shoulders into a shrug and sighed.

"You never asked me. But, it's Erin. Anything else I know about myself is what you saw, unfortunately." Teran nodded and looked back to the city.

"Where's Beacon?" She had a puzzled look on her face and shrugged.

"I only knew about this place from the Beowolf. I don't know where things are located. We need information." He nodded and stepped back. He ran towards the edge as the girl faded into him and he jumped. He slowly flipped in the air till he landed on the ground, both him and the girl letting out grunts of exertion. The girl who had enveloped him during the drop faded away and he returned to his normal look.

He looked around before switching to the wraith world to see everything around him. He sensed some men down the street with dark intent around them. He set his sights on them and made his way down the street, staying low and in the shadows like how his father had taught him when he was hunting for food. Food was prey, things that were weaker and these men certainly were weaker then him.

They were all armed and led by a man in a white suit who entered a store. Teran stood and Erin materialized next to him.

"Any plans?" He nodded and drew his father's sword.

"Kill them all but the leader, then get some information. You ok with that?" She nodded and faded into him.

"We can die again, but I'd rather not go through that experience. I'm sure you don't want to either." Teran shook his head and frowned.

"Twice is enough for me." He went to the window and looked in. He saw a flash of white and was about to enter when a man was thrown from the window with the red flash in tow. He rolled away and watched as the red flash turned into a girl who pulled out a red box that formed into a large scythe.

"My God. I've never seen something like that." He was so focused on the scythe that he didn't notice the man rushing at him.

"Teran!" He looked forward and ducked under the sword slash, bringing his own up to the man's neck and watching it tear through his neck quickly. He pushed the man away and saw another rushing him. He ran forward, sword low and behind him. He used his sword to raise the man's weapon up as well as his arms. He then dropped, dragging the man down with him who was impaled on his sword.

He looked to the girl and heard music from her headphones. He realized just how much his senses had improved.

"This'll be the day we've waited for!" He tuned out the rest and saw a man sneaking up behind her. He seemed to warp to the man in a flash of blue silver streaked and slammed his shoulder into the man. The man was on his hands and knees while Teran pulled out his shattered sword and approached him.

He grabbed the man's legs and pulled him towards him, twisting the leg to make him flop to his back. Teran punctured the man's gut and twisted into the flesh and pulled out, leaving a bloody streak behind his dagger and it swung gracefully through the air. He quickly returned it to his sheathe and stopped another attack.

He slammed his free hand into the man and watched as his head was enveloped in mist, confusing him. Teran sliced into the man's chest, when Erin appeared and made another slash for him. Teran realized what she was doing and they traded blows between the man before Teran grabbed the man's throat and felt energy building. He released it and the head of the man exploded in a red mist that seemed to avoid him at all costs.

He looked back and saw the girl chasing the man to the roof. He saw some bricks that were slightly sticking out and he sprinted at them, sheathing his sword. He kicked off the roof and started to run up it until he reached the top. He grabbed it and used one hand to flip himself to the roof, drawing his sword as he landed.

He saw the man boarding the Bullhead and he rushed forward. The world slowed down and he created his bow. He fired a shot that stuck into the man's shoulder. He still needed his information so he didn't want to risk killing him. The man saw him and growled. He raised his cane and a sight appeared.

"Piss off, Wispy!" He fired a shot that knocked him and the red girl back. He rolled to his feet quickly and saw a women in a red dress standing where the man was. He fired a shot and was surprised when she stopped it with her hand. He sprinted forward as it started to fly away when he saw large ice spike slamming into it.

"Erin!" She appeared in front of him by the edge with her hands waiting for him.

"Go!" He used her as a launch pad and flew into the side of the Bullhead, digging his sword into the side. He almost lost his grip as the Bullhead flew increasingly higher. The fall now would kill a normal man. He flipped into the inside and still could not see the face of the women. She chuckled darkly and swiped her hand. He was flung from the ship and began to plummet.

Erin enveloped him and they spun before landing with a grunt and looking up.

"Dammit!" Erin faded and Teran drew his bow and fired a shot. It burst into nothing when it impacted the side. He clenched his fists and growled. He heard a voice and turned to see a blonde women staring at him.

"I'm going to need you to come with me." Teran looked to Erin who just shrugged and faded.

"I think we're in trouble." Teran chuckled.

"I'll bet."


"Don't you realize the danger you both put yourselves in!?" Teran just sat in silence, chuckling to himself. She thought she was scary but he had received far worse from his father when he had messed up. Sometimes it was herding the cattle, and God knows that if even one of those beasts decided to kick him he might not be walking for a month.

There was one time when he had messed up so badly his father had used him as Grimm bait. While no harm had come to him it had certainly taught him not to create any more fuck ups. He still would get nightmares from that time. He snapped to attention when she slammed her riding crop on the table, and the red girl yipped in surprise.

"And that goes for both of you!" He hadn't been paying attention and just nodded to her.

"But, someone wants to see you." The door opened and a man in green with a plate of cookies walked in. He set them down and gave his greetings. Teran just gave a short one back. The man started to speak to the girl and asked about her skill in using a scythe. Teran just watched the interaction between them and studied them.

"He seems smart, Teran. He may have the information we need." Teran shook his head.

"I'm not going to attack an old man, Erin."

"There is much more to him then he lets on, my friend. He's hiding many things that we could have access to, if we want." As nice as information sounded Teran just told her no.

"We'll find another way, lass. I promise." She grunted her acknowledgement and went silent. The girl was eventually offered to enter his school. The same school they were looking for. Teran started to get excited and watched the girl leave. The man, named Ozpin turned to him and smiled.

"As for you, I have a few questions." Teran nodded and leaned forward, putting his hands together.

"Ask, and I shall answer truthfully." Ozpin sipped his coffee and looked deeply at Teran.

"Are you dead?" Teran flinched at the word.

"In a sense, why?" Ozpin played the video of Teran falling from the Bullhead and impacting the ground perfectly fine.

"Normal people would have died from such a drop like this. Not many experiences Huntsmen could brave that. How are you alive and dead?" Teran looked right as Erin formed next to him.

"Do you see her?" Ozpin looked at her and shook his head.

"No. Is someone there?" He nodded and then looked closer at Erin.

"You need to show yourself." She nodded and in a pale flash she became visible to Ozpin and Goodwitch.

"Remarkable. She is keeping you alive?" She nodded and looked away. Ozpin studied the pale blue girl in thought and took in her appearance. The right side of her face looked like it had been burned in a fire. She had long hair that was mostly tucked into the hood she wore. Her clothing looked ancient and like a mix between Nordic and almost Elvin. She had dark shoulder pads and a chest piece that only armored the right upper part of her body.

Her hood was long and draped down to her knees, thought the ends were flayed and torn with sighs of burning along them. On her back was a bow with a large quiver of wispy arrows.

"Who are you both?" They introduced themselves and what information they had about themselves, though Erin had very little to tell him.

"We are bound through the pain we have endured. And we plan to use this to kill the Grimm. If we are to burn then all of the Grimm are going to burn with us." Ozpin looked at them closely before playing the video of them massacring the men.

"These are not Grimm, yet you slew them without mercy, and quiet ferociously might I add." Teran nodded and pointed to the men in the video.

"You know as well as I that those people are not ones who deserve mercy." Ozpin played the part where Teran stabbed the man with his broken sword and gruesomely gutted him.

"Even this man? The way you killed him was not painless or quick." Teran nodded.

"Even him. I know it may sound dark, but I stand by my ideals. If we are going to fight each other while the Grimm are tearing us apart then those people need to be dealt with... In any way necessary." Ozpin nodded and then smiled at him once more.

"Would you like to attend my school, to learn how to kill the Grimm?" Teran nodded and looked to Erin who just stood with her arms folded and her hands over her chest.

"Thought you'd never ask."

"Then welcome to Beacon."

There's the first chapter for you guys. Hope you enjoyed and if you have any questions then go ahead and ask me. Keep calm and may the Aura be with you! Peace!