Prologue

There not more the 30 feet from me stood the man that ruined my life. The one that turned me into the monster I am. The one that made it where I can now become a Grimm. He stood there with open arms waiting on his 'child' to come 'home'. He said one thing to me "Grimm! My creation! Come back to your master!" I growled at him and lost control and watched as he started torturing my teammates. The last thing I saw before I blacked out from my rage was when he went to Yang and started to cut her making her blood spill onto the floor...

/sorry guys I should start from the beginning it started on the day that my parents died.../

My village was attacked by a horde of beowulfs and Ursas. My parents though great huntsman and huntress was killed, ripped apart by the Grimm. No one survived that night, none but me that is. Me, a little one year old boy, was the only one to survive that dark night. But that dawn rises to a new dawn in my life. A scientist was traveling when he past the remains of my destroyed village. He tried to look for survivors but found none. When he gave up he walked into a house and sat down holding his head. After he was about to leave he heard a noise. He froze and listened for the sound again. A small baby cried out. The scientist got up and ran around the house for the infant. After 5 minutes he found him in a crib that had been covered with a iorn door. The scientist opened the door and picked up the small child. That child was me. He took me with him and raised me. But the life I had was not a peaceful one. I was never out of his laboratory. I was never our for I was his experiment. Gene splicing, the science of fusing two different creatures DNA into one organism. He used me and the DNA of a Grimm. It hurts like hell to have Grimm DNA put into your very own. It's like a fire burning every inch of your body. After five years on my 12th birthday I was able to run away from him. I traveled the land of Vale. I joined the white fang for a short period before they turned evil. I then found a school where children was trained to become huntsman's / huntresses. I enrolled myself into the school. I created my weapon, a red and black rifle that turned into a scythe, I named it Grimm's nightmare, Grimm after my own name, and nightmare for the monster that lives inside of me. After a few years I graduated from the school known as signal. I was accepted into a academy known as beacon and that is where my story will start but remember, I may be the hero, but I am also the monster...

Full credit of the creation of this story goes to my best friend Justin. Good Job bro. I posted it for you like you asked. 100% Credit to you. Peace!