Hello people, this is my first Fanfic about RBWY. Talking about doing things smoothly, I decided to pick this scenario, the downfall of Kuroyuri, to see how good I`m in my English skills.
Oh right, the Copyright:
Disclaimer: The RBWY `s franchise belongs only to their creator, Monty Oum(Rest in peace) and Rooster teeth. I don`t own absolutely anything of it.
Being that said, This Fanfic contains spoilers of the Vol. 4, So. . .
SPOILER ALERT
SPOILER ALERT
TURN BACK IF YA HAVEN`T SEEN THE CHAPTER 10 OF THE VOL 4
I WARNED YOU!
don`t make me responsible if you decide to read this!.
It all started with a innocent dream, but now all has been corrupted.
Looking for a way to run, My sword against the unknown I raised
Even if the world stops rotating, I will not freeze, waiting for the maul.
Because It was for something we were kindled with a soul.
So we can knock some sense in this chaotic reality.
And with our bloody hands carry show the path against the mighty.
But I`m just only a single, broken soul, which one day will fade away.
And that can only be remembered by a Passenger`s Lunacy.
Who can escape such cruel and inevitable destiny?
I hope that at the end of the wondrous sky
A second before fading that day.
Someone will stand with me, and tell me, holding the same dream I once had:
"You don`t need to fight alone anymore"
I think its the best way to describe the today weather in the forest, a cloudless sky and without wind strong enough to shook the leaves of the trees.
A perfect opportunity for hunting.
As I duck behind some bushes, I raise my head just enough to see what I`m going to bring today at home: a Deer, which is paying attention to the fruits of an a tree rather than their surroundings. Swiftly, I silently take my bow with my right hand, and place an arrow in the string. Then I start to inhaling and exhaling slowly in order to maintain myself focus and control my heartbeat. Finally, containing my breath so that the arrow doesn`t deviate due any unnecessary movement of my own, I swiftly raise from the bushes, appointing at the deer.
And as the deer is turning his head to see towards me with his dark-brown eyes, I release the String.
`Forgive me´ those are the last words that pass through my mind before the deer, after being pierced by my arrow in the throat, falls to the ground, twitching as a way of showing that it still struggling for his life. If my son was here, he would cry, feeling bad for the deer.
I can already imagine him asking me: Why do we have to kill him?. Then I would have to respond, because that`s the cycle of life: either we catch him or a pack of wolf will do it one day, it doesn´t matter: One day, a predator will take him out, but that`s just fine, because that`s how the nature works. If you feel pity for him, try to make it as fast and painless as possible. One day, as my father did with me, I will taught him how to hunt, so he can at least know a way of earning a living.
As I walk to the deer to put him out of his misery, I contemple it`s struggle to maintain his consciousness in this world. I unsheathe my dagger and before dealing the final blow I wonder: I`m afraid that my son may not be strong enough for this.
Carrying the corpse of the deer in my back while it`s covered in a sack is nothing new for me, as this has been my way of earning a living since my father passed away. Still heavy as always though. If I keep this pace, I will arrive at home before midday. Once there, I will quite a work to do: Skin the deer, chopping the flesh into pieces, and then sending it to the market.
Of course, I will keep the best chuck for me and my a while of walking on the road to my village, I spot something coming out of the woods far ahead. Alerted, I let my load to fall to the ground and take cover behind a tree.
It`s a grimm? It doesn`t seem to be. As I adjust my vision, the features of the figure start to be recognizable: Is noting else but a person in a dark cloak. . . which just now has collapsed on the ground, with mouth on the ground.
I always thought that sometimes, the worst action to take is taking no action at all. Intermediately, I start to run to where this person is, worried about his condition."Hey, are you ok!?" But just as i get close to him, I start to see his state: His cloak is ripped, with marks of claws, and a slight, yet familiar smell goes through my nose. I`m so taken away from the odor that I don`t notice the white symbol painted in the back of the cloak
Blood. As turn him around I see his body I almost flinch in surprise: not only he is unconscious, he also is wounded, terribly wounded. He has cuts and bruises all around his young face,arms and legs. his dirty face show signs of previous stress, like he had just passed through a painful situation, and his head is bleeding, tainting part of the left side of his face. But the worst part of all is a knife, nailed in his stomach.
I also note that he is wearing what appears to be some kind of distinguished attire: He is dressed with some sort of black pants, along with a gray reinforced vest with sleeves, with V collar and black boots. he also wearing a pair Fingerless black gloves. He appears to be a young boy, probably in his mid teens, with brown short hair. with those clothes, he could be a wanderer from another region.
or a bandit, but I doubt it. If he were to be a bandit, then he should`t be alone, unless he had betrayed his group, which would explain the dagger nailed on his belly. Then again, he could also be a traveler who got just robbed. . .
"Hey, wake up!, don`t fall in sleep!" I say as I start to evaluate what to do. If I pull that blade from him, he will bleed out. My best option is to carry him to my town, hoping for the doctors to be able to save start to wrap my arms over his body so I can carry him like a bridge, I shout at his ears"Stay awake, or you will die!"
This ends up bringing another jump to me:
As son I cry the word die, The stranger opens his bloodshot gray eyes, and intermediately stares me with a distressed look. Then he jerks out of my grip, rolls away from me, and ends ups raising from his previous roll on his feet, with his arms raised in some sort of combat stand, with his eyebrows frowned. As he does the rolling , I intermediately step back from him, arming myself with my black dagger, expecting trouble from him.
He intermediately says something, in a distressed tone of voice.
"Who are you!? where I`m? W-"Cough!"--"Cough!"-"" Dear . . he is coughing blood, probably suffering from an internal bleeding. he then knees with his left leg to the ground, coughing to the ground while attempting to stand up.
"You are no position of demanding something!" I said, now visibly more worried about his condition than before. Then again, he may be a bandit, who probably got separated from his party by an attack from the Grimms, or betrayed his group, which that could explain why of his behavior. But I will darned if decide to leave a innocent person to die in the woods just because of what he may appear to be.
I finally take action: as I`m getting close to the boy, I try to calm him down by putting my voice as relaxing as possible"Calm down son, I`m not going to harm you. I just want to help you" I said with a genuine concern look in my eyes. The hooded boy turns up his head to me, still with a distrustful gaze"Please, let me help you. I can carry you to my village, at five minutes from here. They can save you!"
Then he switches his view from my face to my dagger, in my right arm. I realize about this, and then I sheathe my dagger back "Can you trust me now?" After seeing me doing this, he relaxes his eyebrows.
"Ok . . ." And with that said, he collapses on the ground. I immediately quick enough to prevent him from falling over the ground, holding him with my arms. Damn!, he is bleeding to much!. I quickly take my dagger and then I load him in my back and I start to run to my village: Kuroyuri.
after a while of running, I hear his voice again.
"T-thank you. . ." He still conscious?, good.
"Stay awoke child, we are almost there!"As I don`t want him to fall sleep again, I ask him something "Your name, what is your name?" I say in my attempt to maintaining him awake.
"I. .I-I`m. . ."But he doesn`t say anything else comprensible, his voice is slowly extinguishing in erratic mumbles, being replaced by the sounds of my hurried footsteps.
I hope the doctors can save him.
I finally manage to past over the doors, I had to explain to the guard about the situation. Fortunately, they understood quickly the gravity of the situation. the clinic is two houses from the entrance.
As I get inside, I shout for assistance"I need help here!" I yell in desperation, the kid has started to mumble and I can feel his body not tensing up anymore. Soon, a pair of nurses and doctors aid me with the kid by bringing a stretcher. While I lay him over the it, one of the doctors turns at me, directing a worried sight to me.
"Mr. Lie? What happened?" His name is Radji Maltelia, a friend of the family. Every time I brought my son for his checkups, we were always assigned to him. Eventually, I grew fond of him, so my wife was.
"I don`t know, I founding in this state in the forest while I was returning from a hunt, in the southern road. He seemed to be distressed by something when I found him, and then he just fell unconscious" I manage to say. I see how the nurses and a doctors starts to dragging him to the hallways. Before join them, Radji makes me one more question.
"Are you hurt too?" He said while rolling his eyes down, to where my belly is.
"No, I-" Then I see it for myself. My belly is tainted in blood, his blood. I shook my head in negative "I`m fine, all this blood is from the kid"
"Al right, there is not need worry for him, we will take care from now" He says me with confort smile before going with hurried steps joining the group, only for him to stop midway and turns to me"If you want to clean all your blood from yourself, you can take our bathrooms" And with that said, he finally leaves me to help the group to attend that boy.
After they disappeared from my sight, I decide to go to the bathrooms to wash myself. After taking out the most of my clothes from my clothes, I take a look to the mirror, and I let out a sigh. . .
"-"Sigh"-. .. . . I hope my wife can understand why let the prize on the road" Internally, I chuckling. Of course she would understand the reason, It just that I was frustrated for leaving such piece back. But at least, I did the right thing. If I would have to be honest, If had left that kid back there in the road to resume my daily routine, my wife would scream at me, furious about why I would have done such thing.
That`s her, my beautiful flower full with kindness. Ren really came out just like her mother.
Feeling a a little tired, I leave the clinic, and I start to walk to my house. But after taking a third step outside from the Clinic I realize about something.
`I should warn the Mayor about the boy´ As I said before, he may or may not be a bandit. Any security issues must be always informed to him, and bringing a stranger to the village definitely counts as one. As I`m crossing a street intersection, I turn right, to where the commercial district is. The Town hall is right in the middle of the plaza, at the center of the village.
However, as I pass close to an alley, I hear some shrieking proper of the little kids. Then I turn my head to the right to see a certain kid, wearing a familiar dark green coat with a collar of magenta, looking into the alley, his back in front of me and seeing a trio of kids picking a girl with short and orange hair.
That kid was no one less than my son, Ren.
For a moment, my first instinct was to intervene and scold those kids for their misdeed. But then, I decided to stay in put, to see what my son would do in this kind of situation. As just I get behind of my son in case he would need my help if he decided to take action, he turns away in panic and yelps, and then he collides with me, failing to the ground.
"Father?" He raises his view to me, surprised. I internally sigh at this, and with a serious frown, I raise a mild glare against those mischievous children.
"What is happening here?"
Meanwhile, in the hospital, the mysterious boy, prostrated in the bed of the room 21, was starting to mumble. The doctors had to prive him from most of his clothes, leaving him only wearing his pants, as the surgeon team were preparing to operate him in order to save his life.
However, either by aura or magic, as one of the doctors joked after the surgeon, they found that most of his internal damage were already repaired.
"Sister. . .please, come ba-back. . no. . . p-please no. . . I don`t. . . I don`t want to be alone. . . please. . . a-any. . anyone. . .tell me. . . . wha-what I must to do?W-what I must do?" Slowly, he starts to cry and shiver in his sleep
The lifeless body of the deer killed by Li Lie had been dragged from the road to a few foots between the woods by a pack of wolfs. The animals were enjoying the meal, eating chewing and swallowing the juicy chunks of meat, leaving their mouths bathed in a crimson color.
Then, without alarm, the alpha of the pack raised his head, his pointy ears raised and tensed, and saw in the direction where the road was leading to Kuroyuri. He was hearing horse footsteps. . .
Then the animal started to growl, alarming the rest of his companions about the possible threat. It was a wicked figure that had just stopped in the road, in front of a blood trail. As soon he put a finger, touching the already dried bloodstain, he started to perceive a strong, negative feeling coming from the road ahead.
This will be only a two chapter story.
Thinking how Ren`s father, Li, would react against seeing a stranger in problems was hard to though. I hope I have made a good impression of him.
Also, prepare yourself for the next chapter, as you probably know, spoilers incoming.
Make sure to leave a review so I can see if I did a misspelling or not.