Azeroth: Another one? Really?
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Chartreuse Thundaga awoke with a jolt.
She flipped onto her stomach, crawled to the nearby pond, and began puking.
It took nearly three minutes to completely empty her stomach.
She laid there for a while after, considering the taste in her mouth.
And the fact that she had one.
She attempted to stand, only to fall forward into the pond.
She splashed uselessly, thinking she was going to drown.
Then she realized that the water two inches deep.
She pulled herself out of the pond, that she had just puked in, laid on the grass, and began to wonder where by the Undergarments of Sargeras himself, may he rot in the shadow of Ny'alotha, she was.
Being a bipedal race was quite unusual.
Chartreuse examined herself.
She was... not wearing anything.
She was nearly certain that this wasn't fine.
Nearly.
If memory served her, as long as she covered certain bits, she'd be fine.
She focused her innate insanity, and tried to create clothing from nothing.
What appeared... was definitely NOT clothing.
She stared at the circular... thing.
It was round, brown, and apparently contained strange super-dark-brown chunks of... something.
She took a bite. Her eyes widened in shock.
She stared at the thing she had made, screamed, threw it into the pond, and began to crawl as far away from the damnably, (tasty?), thing as fast as she could.
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Summer Rose, mother of Ruby Rose and Yang Xiao Long, looked out the window into the night.
Her eyes narrowed.
Something was out there.
Good? Bad?
She didn't know entirely.
But she'd find it.
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After nearly seven hours of crawling, her arms and legs gave out.
She laid there in the dark, exhausted from the exertion.
She managed to get one last burst of energy from herself, pulling herself against a tree.
She laid there, her back against the tree.
Her eyelids closed.
Her pink/silver hair caught the wind.
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Within a dark abyss, Chartreuse ran.
Ran from the monster behind her.
She yelled for those around her to help, and help they tried to do.
The monster killed each helper as it came.
It ran at Chartreuse, its green eyes swelling with each step.
It killed the final servant of the girl, and stepped into the light.
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Chartreuse screamed herself awake.
It, surprisingly, was now daylight.
She began to crawl again.
She didn't know exactly why...
Beyond a feeling that death sought her.
She crawled for nearly three hours, before she became exhausted again.
She pulled herself to a tree.
She began resting again.
The sound of a breaking branch drew her attention.
She pulled her legs to her chest, and wrapped her arms around herself.
It was honestly cold.
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Professor Ozpin, headmaster of Beacon Academy, looked through his school's library, and sighed.
He was after a particular book, but, for the life of him, he could not remember it.
He pulled one from random, and looked at the cover.
This... Must have been one left behind by a careless student.
A History Of The Universe's Villainy, by Void.
Void? Must have been a pseudonym.
Ozpin looked at the book for a moment, shrugged, then headed back to his rooms.
Might be an interesting read.
Ozpin vaguely wondered whether it had a section on Salem.
Unlikely.
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Summer Rose searched the woods.
The feeling she had was still there.
She had to find something.
But what?
She heard growling. And screams of a young girl.
She ran to the screams hoping she wouldn't be too late.
She skidded to a stop, her eyes wide.
There was a girl, with silver-pink hair, naked, lying on the ground, screaming, and covered in leaves, and bruised, but otherwise uninjured.
She was surrounded by several shadows.
They looked like smears of black, painted upwards.
They turned from where they stood to look at Summer.
Where there faces should be...
Were Grimm masks.
Halt. said the Grimm.
Did these Grimm just speak?!
Do not interfere, Huntress. We must kill this one.
Summer's eyes narrowed. "And why is that?"
This girl is DARK. DARKER than THOSE THAT HUNT YOUR KIND could ever be. Allow us to kill her. She has committed unforgivable sin, one which we could never commit.
"How dare you try and say that humanity is evil, Grimm!" Summer spat.
She brought her twin swords down on the throats of the creatures.
Oddly, they didn't try to stop her.
There was only one Grimm left.
It looked at her. Very well. You seek to heal this creature of darkness? So be it.
Summer's sword cleaved it in two.
Summer went to the girl, who finally had stopped screaming.
The girl was ethereally beautiful.
She seemed about Yang's age.
Summer wondered what the Grimm had meant.
Summer dismissed the thought.
She would worry about it later.
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Azeroth: Can you identify whose been found on Remnant?
