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Warren Schnee

Song Theme: So What I Lied by Sick Puppies

Voice Actor: Jake Abel

Quote: "All warfare is based on deception. Hence, when we are able to attack, we must seem unable; when using our forces, we must appear inactive; when we are near, we must make the enemy believe we are far away; when far away, we must make him believe we are near."

― Sun Tzu, The Art of War

Sweat trickles down his pale neck as he blocks another attack of his opponent's saber. The shaft of his spear easily takes the strike as his older sister smirks down at him as he is forced onto a crouch. "You can't always be on the defensive, Warren. Winning a fight is more than just defending your side," Winter Schnee smirks kicking Warren down onto his back pointing her saber at his throat. Her cold blue eyes lock with the green eyes of her little brother, her white bangs in her face. "I'll try to do better, Winter," Warren promises brushing back the little bit of bangs that he has. His pure white hair was slightly unkept and was short due to the buzzcut he had a few months back. As Winter reaches down to help Warren up, he kicks her in the stomach sending her stumbling back before rolling into a crouch with his spear kept in his right hand. He rises to his full 6 feet with his black, Grimm lion cape flowing behind him as it ties around his neck by the paws. In the middle of his chest plate is a white snowflake covering nearly the entire area. Winter straightens herself and smiles at Warren getting back into her fighting stance.

"Good job, there might be hope for you yet. Going to Atlas will be a wise decision on your part, there is a lot there that you can accomplish," Winter says to Warren pulling him in for a hug. Her tense muscles are matched by his as the adrenaline from their spar continues to run through both of their veins. The heat of the sun does little to cool down the siblings as they pull away from the hug still sweating from the battle. Warren walks over to the picnic table next to where he and Winter had decided to train in Schnee Park that day. The teen sighs as his head drops facing his hands that were clasping each other tightly making him seem tense and angered. "I can't go to Atlas… not after last month…" he says softly with pain laced in his voice.

A month earlier…

Warren was laying down on a blanket next to a calm lake. A faint breeze blew by making the red hair of his girlfriend, Aoife, fly around her head making her look like a Celtic goddess as she sits down and places Warren's head in her lap as he slumbers quietly. "Oh Warren, why must you always sleep during our dates. Guess training really does take a lot out of you," she chuckles with a slight Irish lilt in her voice as she plays with his soft, newly buzzcut hair brushing it back slightly.

Neverpidgens are chirping in the trees singing a bittersweet melody. Warren slowly opens his soft green eyes to meet Aoife's grass green orbs as she smiles down at him. "Morning sleepyhead," she teases leaning down and kissing Warren's nose. He smiles at her with complete love and adoration in his eyes as he props himself up on his elbows and brushes a stray red strand of hair out of her face. "Aoife…" Warren starts to say leaning up to kiss his radiant girlfriend. "Yes?" she prompts sweetly leaning slightly towards him. "You know… I've never really knew what love was until I met you," he confesses with a blush flowering across his pale cheeks giving a rare sense of color in his skin. Aoife's eyes fill with mirth as she laughs and leans back. "That is so cheesy! Like that's all you can come up with?" she laughs causing the brightness in Warren's eyes to dim. He slowly gets up off the blanket picking up Parthenos, his trusty spear, in an almost robotic motion. He begins to walk off towards a patch of woods hearing a growl in the distance coming towards him in bounds, not like he cared that is.

A large lion Grimm crouches behind Warren slowly pawing forward waiting for the perfect opportunity to pounce on his prey. Calmness overcomes the white haired boy as he picks up a few rocks from the ground hearing the heavy steps from the lion Grimm. The lion pounces at Warren and lands gracefully as the boy easily rolls out of the way of the snapping jaws of the Grimm. His green eyes analyze the weak points on the lion just to realize that a strong bone armor covered its entire body. The only points on the lion that remained unprotected being the pads on its paws, it's eyes, and its mouth. The pads of its feet proves to be the most difficult target, one would have to roll under a moving foot to get a clear shot that wound only create a stumble and ultimately getting crushed. The Grimm is keeping its eyes in narrow slits having learned that they are weak points… leaving only it's enormous maw as a possible way to defeat him. A clear shot can only be made if its maw is kept open for a longer period of time…

Warren looks down at the rocks he had picked up before turning to face the monster trying to kill him. As the lion roars preparing for another pounce, the teen throws rocks into the lion's maw as if his arm was a cannon. The once monstrous beast began to cough and gag as if it was a regular house cat with a hairball stuck in its throat. A small smirk flickers across the boy's face as he presses a red button on his spear activating the fire crystal inside of it. The spear flies straight and true from the boy's hand and lunges into the maw of the lion Grimm. The Grimm's eyes widen in pain as fire erupts from his maw burning him from the inside out. Warren approaches the body of the Grimm and takes out a ragged knife. As the Grimm continues to die from the inside out, Warren removes its pelt and removes the bone from the rest of the pelt. He flings the black pelt over his shoulder as the rest of the lion fades from existence. The bronze spear rattles on the ground as it falls cooling down from the fire dust crystal used to power it. Warren sweeps it up off the ground before heading deeper into the forest, leaving the girl he once loved far behind him.