A man carrying a large chunk of cloth runs in the streets in the middle of the night, behind him is a trail of dead bodies. The bodies are wearing strange cloak's with a mark similar to the grimm beast. More figures arrive but he dispatches them with his C96 Mauser pistol, he hides behind the wall of an alley.
"Find him! That child is our salvation!" ordered the elderly cloaked man. The rest nod towards him and they ran alongside him.
The man slowly walks out of cover. He runs towards another street, far from those maniacs! Almost no one is answering, he tries the last door but hesitates. A huntress, they kill monsters and his boy might be considered one...But still, she will never know his secret even her.
He knock on the door and places the large chunk of cloth in front of the porch. He runs off and turns for a moment...
"Forgive me son...But its better to live as a normal child with the proper person to protect and love you than being worshiped and used as a weapon." He runs off.
The door opens to reveal a young woman in her early 20's, wearing her white shirt and short black pants, on her face is a pair of glasses.
"I wonder who would-Oh my God!"
She unwraps the cloth to reveal a child. The child begins to cry and she picks him up.
"Shhhh, its okay." She cradles the child and he begins to calms down.
She carefully unwraps the cloth to reveal the child has blonde hair like her. The woman carefully looks around her surroundings and turns around.
"I need to talk to Ozpin about this..."
She looks at the child.
"Orphanages are starting to get corrupt...I can't just give to someone else or one of my friend. But if I have to take as one of my own...No, I'm a huntress now, I don't have any business for mother duties."
The woman realizes that it would feel cruel to send off this child as she has been chosen to take care of this boy.
"Well, if it has to come to this...I think I should name you Ener."
She closes the door and it reveals a sign in front of it, it reads "Goodwitch".