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I thought since I watched the show, I should do an Original Plot Story because we never knew what happened to Summer Rose so I thought why not make a story about her Father and make him OP ( He WILL be OP) Don't like don't read.
They have forgotten me….
They have forgotten their sins…
Their Atrocities to my Family….
They have Made me into a Myth….
My pets may seem Hostile to them…
But they haven't met me before…
They have forgotten why 'They' Exist
They may have forgotten, But I Remember…
Soon… Very Soon The **** Family will Die
And I will pluck those accursed Eyes form their Skull
And Then Only then May I-
Rumble
Underneath their very feet lie a creature as old as time itself, a Enigma, It has lived for as long as it can remember but one may say it is the 'Progenitor' of the 'Enemy' of Humankind, it has been waiting for what seems like centuries, it cannot tell because it knows not when it was sealed and how long has passed on the outside world. Soon, Very Soon it shall have its Revenge, against those that sealed it away all those years ago, it was not what the reputations made it out to be, like the old saying goes, You May hurt me, but once you hurt my Family, You see a whole new type of Monster. It shall be free, because it can wait…. As it has for what seemed like centuries, they shall pay for taking its **** away from it they shall see what happens when you anger a Beast, for as long as everything has Darkness it shall live on, it is its curse.
Rumble
A crack on the seal of which it was entombed, a beam of dim light seeped though such small crack, but it was enough, enough for it to escape.
A Pair of Red eyes opened, said eyes were like that of Blood and such hate and Malice could be seen and in fact felt, fire brimmed in its eyes this was its only chance for escape
The light from the crack beamed across the creature face, its skin was that of a pale grey, if one such as touched it, it would be akin to touching leather. The ears were elfish-like in a sense. But the most terrifying part was the teeth, yellow and Jagged and Serrated meant for cutting, sharp enough to cut through the hardest of steel. And its nose was like a humans but its sense of smells was that of a Beowulf's keen and sharp. And its silver hair was unkempt and unhealthy, but it had a glow to it a inhuman glow at that.
"At last" croaked the voice of said creature, hoarse in tone from never using it, and scratchy from the lack of water.
The creature leaned it powerful legs back, unexpectedly powerful because of the lack of food or water and amazingly so it still had the power and will to move.
The Creature leapt and with a mighty crack the once powerful seal broke, shattered like a panel of glass and such said creature began the journey of clawing its way out of the tomb from whence it was sealed.
A hand punched its way out of the ground, moonlight beaming into the new hole that was made, and the such said hand lurked its way back into the hole, but what came out was that of a Black Willowing Smoke, sentient it seemed because it traveled into that of what seemed like a cave and Solidified into a human-like form it body could be seen in full view now.
The silver hair on the creature reached to its calves and was unkempt and wild, yet at the same time tame.
The body was built, but because of the time being imprisoned it was skeleton-like.
The Hand were boney and calloused from all its fighting in life, its fingers had sharp tips on the end, not from being unkempt but as if it was Natural for such said creature.
The Torso had the same type of issue with the malnourishment as the arms, but around its neck was a locket in the shape of a rose, old with a bit of rust, but surprisingly kempt in good shape as if it was its most precious possession.
The back of the creature has long flowing tendrils of pure energy, with a hint of silver glow to it as if casting its own light.
The legs of the creature were once powerful, and still are but not as powerful as they once were.
The feet of the creature were human-like, but like the hands it had sharp tips on the end of its toes.
The Creature was naked, like the day it was born, or in its case since it could remember.
As if in a panic the creature felt its body until it came to the locket and caressed it, and opened it with the up most care, and opened it in one slot was a picture of a woman with black hair with red highlights at the tips wearing a dress that protruded over her belly that was full of life, she was smiling and looking down at her belly and unborn child, her hand was touch her stomach in such a way that one could feel the warmth and silky touch from her hand, behind her was a Man wearing casual clothes, a shirt with black and silver trimming on it with pants that were the same as the shirt, the mans head had been white because of the flash from the camera as if it was whitened out. Above the picture was a engraving that said M* D*a* B**o*ed Au***n **se the engraving had deteriorated. In the other slot was a picture that had a 4 year old girl in it with Silver hair, she was wearing a red dress with silver trimmings with a similar locket around her neck smiling at the camera with her Mother and Father in it, the mother could be seen with a bump just forming in her belly. They looked so happy, as happy as one family could be. The picture was then blurred by drips of water that were falling on to it. They were not water, gasp and hiccups could be heard, the creature was crying, a heart wrenching sob, one would feel bad for the creature. The creature kept sobbing and caressing the locket as if it were a lifeline.
"Do you remember when we first met" the creature murmured through its sobs,
"I asked you if you were scared of me" it continued sobbing, but this time harder
"You replied, "What's there to be afraid of, its not the action that defines the person, but what the actions caused" The creature kept on sobbing it felt like a part of its soul was ripped out when she…. It just kept sobbing.
It always asked…
Why must it live when its heart has left me?
Why must it live when the things it fought for were gone…
What must it do when… it…
Just wants to die!
The creature clenched its other hand and it hand started to bleed, but it was not a red color like other humans it was a silver color. The tendrils on its back twirled and felt its rage its soul blistering rage. The creature screamed, not of a human but of a Beast, a Beast that has lost everything that wants to roar until it cannot. At that lapse of emotions the tendrils surged through the foliage and trees, through even the beasts of Grimm and through anything within a 1 mile radius, they did not puncture the targets they phased through them, anything that was phased through was drying up, wilting, or if a animal, just dying and toppling over absorbing nutrients and more importantly the Aura. And as this occurred, the creatures skin turned from grey to a pale white skin almost completely white if not for the lightest color of pigments in the skin. The creatures teeth turned from jagged to a humans, with sharper than average canines. The body regained all of its muscles and power before it was sealed. The hands were strong and muscular with sharp dagger-like nails on the ends of each finger. Every single ounce of strength it had lost was regained, the shadows convulsed onto the creature turned man, they withered and bubbled until they ripped off revealing the man wearing a silver hood, with red trimmings, the hoods was attached to a duster-like robe with many pockets in it, with many chains attached to the jackets, one of the sleeves were missing and replaced with a chain circling around his entire arm until imbedded into the skin of the man, the man could still move the arm it was just trapped by encircling chain. The jacket was silver with red trimming, but the leggings were more of a shadow-like robe swishing without wind as if sentient. The soles of the mans feet were in wrappings of cloth, he did not need shoes, but the most interesting part was his hair, free flowing, tame yet not at the same time, one could feel a certain glow to it. The locket was still around the neck swishing in the moonlight air, glistening and somehow it seemed was being rejuvenated, as if brand new.
"I Live"
They will pay…
Their whole family will pay…
Soon…
We shall be together, and nothing will tear us apart.
They took you both from me, but now…
They shall see why they feared me; they shall see why all of Remnant feared me…
Why they should of left us alone!
Like I said all those years ago, Your Family Shall Fall….
And your accursed bloodline eradicated.
The man started to laugh,… little did he know, that he will meet his family again… or at least a part of such said family… and maybe just maybe he will learn to see things in a different light.
A man in a black business suit gasped he silver hair dripping with sweat and his face in a frown. Sitting in his chair he thought, 'what could make such massive spike of such Potent Aura… he may just have to investigate this… but he cannot cancel the initiation, he cannot, he would just have to be more careful… he heard a door creak breaking him out of his thoughts.
"Ozpin did you feel that-" said a woman with long curly blonde hair with pale skin and a witch like outfit on.
"Yes I did, I did indeed Glynda" interrupted the newly named Ozpin.
"Do you think we should cancel the initiations for the students safety we do not know what is in that forest to create such a massive spike in aura?" spoke in worried tone the newly name Glynda.
"No… I believe whatever is out there will not hurt the students… even if it does I believe we will intervene and stop said creature… No Excuses." Said Ozpin in a serious tone.
Glynda did not say a word she just left without a word.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Day of the Initiation~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
'Today is not looking good' Weiss is out and now there are two Ursa Majors after me. Thought a black haired girl with red highlights. "What do I do? What do-? She repeated not seeing the stone that she tripped over and tumbling to the ground and hitting a tree. Her vision blurred and the Ursa Majors ready to strike down the girl with their two giant paws slashing at her from bow directions. She did the only thing she could do… She Screamed. Tears blurring her vision as she saw he death approaching her.
She heard a roar?
RAAAAAAGGGGHHHH
The roar had deafened hers.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Five minutes before~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Those pathetic creatures" said the man from the night before. "They have grown weak since I was sealed, they are not the monsters they once were…"
"AHHHHHHHH"
He turned and saw a girl run past him with the same hair that…. No it can't be?
But as he turned to walk away he saw two Ursa Majors, or in his case Grunts (they are grunts because they have not evolved even further than that) run past him and after the girl he scoffed and was about to walk away when he heard something clatter on the ground.
The man looked behind him bent over and grasped whatever was dropped in his hand, and examined it, He gasped it was a locket…. But…
"No it cant be.," whispered the man. Reaching for the locket around his neck.
This locket was….
The man opened his locket and saw the 4-year-old girls smiling in the picture and around her neck was a locket…
Without a second word the man ran… faster than he had ever before… through the brush… he needed to go faster…. Faster… the mans legs were glowing now, glowing a pure silver aura, his eyes brimming with a silver glow…
He kept running, he need to find her, get answers, even save her…
Why did she have this locket?
Who was she even?
Only his-
He ran through an opening and in the clearing he saw the girl lying on the ground with the two Ursa Majors about ready to strike, their paws already coming down to strike her…
Something snapped inside him…. In an instant he was upon the two Ursas. Major
And he Roared
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Girls point of view~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Pain is what I should of felt… but why didn't I feel it, could it have been a swift death… maybe I was in the afterlife… I slowly opened my eyes ready to see the afterlife but to my surprise I saw a man lifting the two Ursa Majors with his bare hands…. He was holding them by the necks… they were even clawing at him but he wasn't bleeding, the didn't even cut his jacket, he held them there, even when they were withering and clawing to escape, he had amazing strength… than he spoke his rough voice pierced the area around, and it felt like I should obey him, he had a leader-like authority.
"Why must you children always fight" he spoke to the Grimm as if they could understand him? Didn't he know that they are just soulless entities they are made to kill?
and why did he call them children?
He continued to speak and he said "Why do you fight, and why were you trying to kill what is MINE!" the man said his face close to the Ursas and they were shaking as if they were in fear of him, I have never seen this before. Their eyes held…. Fear?
But what he said didn't make sense to me, he didn't own me I wasn't his?
"Now for your punishment" said the man as he grew what looked like spikes that slithered out of his back and wrapped around them and pierced through the two Ursas, they did it with ease…
The spikes crushed the Ursas afterwards, but what scared me was, they just evaporated there was no blood, its as if they just ceased to exist.
That man…
He's Dangerous.
What if he turns on me.
He took down two Ursa Majors with ease…
The man dropped the corpses…
'What is He' I thought
"Girl" he asked
I looked up at him and he continued
"Why do you have this locket?" the man asked holding a locket that looked familiar… wait a minute…
I realized what he had and shouted, "Why do you have that that's mine" reaching out to take the locket. Trying to take back the only two things left of my mother.
The man took it away, out of my reach and repeated "Who Gave This To You."
I didn't hear him I couldn't hear him I wanted it back, what he did to those Ursas were completely forgotten. I shouted "Give Me Back My Locket, My Mother Gave That To Me, It's all I have left besides this Cloak" I whispered the last part.
The Man dropped the locket with a gasp as he let it drop into my hands… when I looked up to him he had tears running down his face and he looked at me with adoration… he whispered a simple question. "What is your mothers name? What is your name?"
I was confused, why did this have to do with anything, why did he want to know this. Why was he crying, now I was feeling bad? I replied "Mister its ok, stop crying, My Mothers name was Summer Rose, but she is gone now, but I'm Ruby Rose." I said this only to get pulled into a massive hug… I was confused and well… this was awkward. But I couldn't break free from his grip. The man started to whisper that he loved me, and how he wanted to meet me, and how sorry he wasn't there for me. This was all so confusing to me. Who was this Man?
"Excuse Me," I asked muffled by the hug.
The man let go of his hug and looked at me, with a smile on his face.
"Who are you?" I asked with confusion.
The man laughed and pulled out a locket identical to the one I had, he showed me a picture, a picture of a woman who looked just like me, but she was older, she had long black hair with crimson tints in the locks of her hair she was wearing a crimson dress holding onto her stomach that was full of life. She was beautiful, but what did that have to do with me?
Then he showed me the next picture, that's when I gasped, it looked like a little girl version of my mother? Who was this man, how did he get that picture?
The man whispered, "I thought I had nothing to fight for… but now… I have you, I may have lost my Daughter but now…."
I was Shocked…. And I blocked out most of what he said… Daughter... but that means.
"Ruby, Summer Rose was my Daughter, that makes me your Grandfather. I am Grimm… Grimm Rose"
I gasped.
So what do you guys and gals think of this, I have no idea if this will be a one-shot, or not. But I hope you enjoyed this because I sure did. If you have questions leave a comment in a review. I am a bit rusty at writing so if you see any problems with my writing please just tell me and please no flames I got inspired by this by my good ol' friend the fairy tail dragon slayer so check out his profile.
Darkend Dragon Signing off