A Monster to hunt
1 Chapter: The hunter or the monster
In the far distance a destroyed tower can be seen, but without a top but with a strange thing sitting on it. It was easy to be seen from the back of a horse. After all it was his destination from the start on but he never expected that it would happen so easily.
"It is a shame that they got defeated so easily. Was his fate really not misplaced?" Our hooded "hero" asked his trusty horse.
"I made a promise to him to protect his "honest soul". Who is that anyway, don't you think he could have been more specific who he meant? At least I know it is a woman. I wonder how humanity has changed in all of those decades. They seem as weak as ever."
While he was talking to himself and his horse he got closer to Vale. He was in front of an alone standing farm house when one person took his attention, it was a young black-haired woman with little cat ears. It was none other than Blake. She was sitting on a roof overlooking the situation. She had a small back with her and also her weapon. After a couple of seconds she also spotted him.
He truly looked strange, a long black cape with a burning eclipse on the back of it covered his howl gear and face, but his gloves could be seen and they looked as if they were the paws of a Beowulf. The horse also looked very horrific it could have been more a sort of Grimm then rather a real horse, it had as every Grimm a white skull with red eyes and markings, the rest of its body was covered in black fur. It left a little trail behind itself what could only be described by Blake as black fire of some sort.
"Beautiful night isn't it, young Cat-woman!" He said looking up at the destroyed house while on the back of his horse.
"It's called Faunes. And no it isn't." Blake seemed a bit confused of his not fitting character and appearance.
"Okay, young lady what happened to you and your comrades this night?" He asked looking up to the stars.
"Nothing that is important to you." Blake was now sitting down and looked down at him.
And not even within a second he was standing right in front of her. Blake couldn't even get her weapon drawn so fast. He stood with his back towards her and looked over his right shoulder in her face.
"I think it does matter to me. And don't try anything stupid, you know you have no chance." He turned around and waited for her answer.
"When the Grimm attacked, we got easily outmatched, then the White Fang also started to attack the kingdom- we got defeated." She answered looking down.
"Who of your friends got hurt. I may have been in prison for a long time but even I can tell that something is on your mind." He said in a soft tone.
"My partner lost her right arm because of me and two close friend got killed." Blake said with big tears rolling down her cheeks. She also had one question in her mind: In what prison was he hold in for such a long time?
"Well as for your partner, she will get over it. But for the other 2, do you want them to know anything?" He asked curios of her reaction and facial expression.
"What are you saying? How could you tell them what I want?" Blake was now looking at his facial area still with tears in her eyes.
"Don't bother, it would be a too long story to tell you now. Just say what you want to say." He seemed in a friendly mood to do such a thing for a human/ faunes.
"Tell them that team RWBY misses them and that I pray for them to be in a better place then earth." Blake said after a couple of minutes of thinking.
"Got it." He simply answered. "And for the guy you are hunting… kill him with relish." He now seemed to have a smile on his lips but Blake couldn't tell. She was just in shock about the fact that he knew about Adam and that Adam was the one responsible for cutting Yang's arm.
"Now, now before you ask I have one question: Where is Ruby Rose right now?" He seemed scary because of the way he asked this question.
How could he know about Adam and how could he know Ruby's name. All of this question where in Blake's mind but she could not figure out how he knew this stuff.
"Good night, Miss Belladonna." He said vanishing right before her very eyes. The quit sounds of a horse riding towards Vale could be heard and indeed our, jet to be known, hero made his first move.