I

Beginnings

The cold wind of Atlas' mountain ranges whipped across a group of five men. The leader wore the white garb of an Atlesian Specialist and wielded an ornate longsword. The one directly behind him wore knightly armor, it also being the color white. In his hands was a large, single-bladed axe. He easily towered over every one else in the group. The man behind him wore similar armor, though his had some detailing in the form of a family crest: a shield with open wings in its center, the head of a lion roaring at the top of the shield. His weapon was a thick and large blade, almost the size of him as well. The fourth man wore standard looking clothes—a pair of slightly torn jeans and a white vest—but the bear ears sprouting out of the top of his head definitely stood out. Him being a bear Faunus, while normally a source of ridicule and discrimination, served him well in Atlas' harsh climate. His weapons were a pair of powerful, but plain looking, handcannons. The last man in the group was the only one with glasses, and wore a coat more welcome in a lab than on a battlefield. However, his weapon was easily the most threatening looking, being a strange gauntlet with slots for vials of Dust.

"Eryk, you said you saw the Alpha head this direction?" the Specialist asked the man behind him.

"That I did." He said as he spun the axe in his hands. "Can't wait to put him down. He's been terrorizing all of the villages around here."

"I do hope you remember that this is a capture mission, yes?" the Specialist bit back. "We can't just charge in like barbarians and cleave its head off."

The man behind him huffed, but before he could shoot back at the Specialist, the Faunus suddenly pulled out his hand cannons.

"It's close." He said.

The others immediately pulled out their weapons and formed a circle. For a week now, the Specialist had been chasing down this Alpha Beowolf. Just two days ago, he managed to allocate enough funds to hire a team of Atlas graduates to join him for the capture mission. During that time, their target had constantly charged in under the cover of the blizzard and attacked. It never got in more than a glancing blow, but had constantly left them feeling drained of Aura and on edge. Speaking of the Grimm, a growl was heard nearby. The Faunus fired one of his hand cannons, the round zipping into the distance. It impacted the ground and detonated, throwing snow into the air and making the blizzard even more difficult to see through. The snow next to the Specialist shifted, and he quickly turned around and brought his hand out. A yellow crystal imbedded itself in the ground before glowing brightly. Then, it detonated in a ball of lightning. However, the Grimm was nowhere to be seen. The last member of the team, the one with the gauntlet, loaded it with vials of green Dust and held his hand into the air. With a clench of his fist, the vials emptied the powdered Dust into his gauntlet, causing green vein-like lines to appear on its surface. The wind whipping around them suddenly increased in ferocity tenfold before the snow around them scattered. It was as if they were suddenly in the eye of the storm, as it was now unnaturally calm. The wind in this dome of safety was nonexistent.

The man had used the wind Dust to create a bubble that repelled the harsh winds of the blizzard, giving them an easy to navigate battlefield. Even through the gale outside, the Grimm's growl was heard. It leaped into the calm dome and filled it with negativity. The humans plus Faunus charged the Grimm, intent on incapacitating it. The Grimm threw snow into the air and obscured itself long enough to charge around and tackle the gauntlet-wielder. The man shouted before his already weakened Aura was finally shattered. The three melee combatants charged forward as the one with the hand cannons fired. The round hit the back of the Grimm and exploded, breaking off some of its spikes. It snarled, but nonetheless buried its jaws into the man's throat. His cries became gurgles before he quickly died.

"Francis!" Eryk shouted.

Now close enough, the Specialist spun his blade before pressing a button right below the handguard. With a series of clicks, the blade separated into a whip. The Specialist lashed out with the bladed whip, wrapping it around the Alpha. The Grimm howled at the pain and charged forward on all fours. The Specialist pressed another button, and the vial of yellow Dust attached to the bottom of the hilt buried itself inside and lightning coursed through the whip. The Beowolf howled and stood up on its hind legs as it was slowly being electrocuted. The three men moved towards their teammate as the Specialist retracted the whip back into its sword form. With black smoke curling off of it, the Grimm glared at the man with a murderous intent. It stepped forward once, twice, before whimpering and falling forward, right in front of him. The crimson glow in its eyes faded with its trail and it laid there, motionless. The man smirked and sheathed his blade as he pulled out his Scroll. He called a familiar number.

"OLYMPUS, this is Specialist Verzand. Target has been incapacitated and is ready for pickup." He stated.

"Copy that, Specialist." Replied the operator, a man. "A Bullhead is enroute."

"We'll need two." The Specialist said with a grave tone. "We have one dead."

"I understand." The operator replied.

"Thank you. Verzand out." Serap finished before ending the call.

He turned to the group of three men as the knelt over their dead comrade. He slowly shook his head and looked back at the fallen beast. How I would love to kill you right here and now. He thought as his hand subconsciously moved towards his blade. However, with a sigh, he moved his hand back to his side. But, the GCC has plans for you, Grimm. Big plans. He smiled slightly as he heard the engines of two Bullheads get louder and louder. Perhaps this is a better outcome. By the end of this, you'll wish I had killed you.

/ / /

The Bullhead ride to OLYMPUS was quiet. The three huntsmen had elected to ride with their dead friend, which was all the better. It would have been difficult explaining to them that they couldn't travel with their quarry. The Bullhead passed by one last mountain before finally arriving at its destination: OLYMPUS Station. The station itself was a large complex nestled within a group of mountains in Solitas' northwest corner. It was made up of three centers: S&D, Communications, and the GCRE. S&D was Storage and Distribution, where the Subjects were stored and distributed to other stations. Communications was where they kept in contact with other stations, the GCC, and Ironwood himself. The GCRE was where Serap worked, with the abbreviation meaning Grimm Control, Research, and Experimentation. That was where the bulk of the Grimm Control Program's work was done. The Grimm was taken straight to the GCRE and hurried into Testing Area 01, a large and circular room thirty meters in diameter. It was heavily reinforced and had only two access points, only one of them accessible by a land-dwelling Grimm like the Alpha. The main door had seven different locks and was guarded at all times by two squads of Atlesian Knight-130s. The door itself, however, was large enough to fit two Paladin-290s side by side. The second door was built into the flat ceiling of the testing area, and was designed to allow Bullheads to enter and exit the room.

And, slowly regaining consciousness in the center of Testing Area 01, was the Alpha Serap had just caught. He and a group of scientists were watching from a view-area with one-way glass built into the walls of the arena the Grimm was held in. From the outside, it would look just like the rest of the room. Serap himself was still wearing the uniform of a Specialist, and had his sword-whip, Superiority, on his hip. He had short, dark brown hair mostly hidden under an officer's cap. He had his hands clasped behind his back as he stared down at the slowly rising Grimm. It took a moment to survey its surroundings before sniffing the air. After sniffing for almost a minute, it slowly turned its head towards the men and women hidden behind the glass.

"It was incredible enough that it woke up already." Started a female scientist. "But to also detect us so easily, even with our countermeasures?"

Serap turned to look at the countermeasures in question. There were four boxes built into the front corners of the room: two on the floor, two on the ceiling. They looked like plain, grey boxes, but they hid a secret. They were known as Negativity Negators, and were highly experimental. They used a powering system found only in one other Atlesian program: The P.E.N.N.Y. program. The NN system was powered by a human soul. There was a master conduit, which actually held the soul, and it was hooked up via cables to the Negators spread throughout the entire station. The soul would serve the direct purpose of generating energy so positive in nature, that most Grimm couldn't even know humans were around unless they were staring right at them.

But, this Alpha had only needed a minute before it found them.

"How strange and amazing indeed." Serap finished for her. He keyed a button on a nearby console. "Begin Combat Trial One."

Klaxons blared through the station as it locked down. The lights in the GCRE turned red and the doors leading into the testing area slowly opened. The Grimm turned towards the doors and, unlike so many others, waited. Two squads of AK-130s marched in and the doors behind them closed. Once they did, the Grimm sprang into action. The androids opened fire on the Grimm, but their rounds found little purchase in its tough hide. They either pinged off its armor, missed entirely, or buried themselves less than an inch in. The Alpha grabbed two of the Knights by their heads and crashed them into each other. It dropped one and swung the other like a club, destroying a third Knight. It dropped this now mangled club and leaped at a Knight in the back of the formation. It buried its front paws into its midsection and tore the knight in half, torso and legs. The Knight's torso was grabbed in midair and lobbed at a fifth target, disemboweling the Knight. Less than two minutes in, and more than a third of the force was destroyed. The remaining seven Knights surrounded the Grimm.

Then, it seemed to smile right before it jumped straight into the air, letting the Knights shoot each other. When it landed, two more had been killed by friendly fire. It charged at one of the remaining Knights and tore its head off. As its neck sparked uselessly and its body fell to the ground, the Grimm turned around and threw the head into the chest of a Knight, burying the head inside. For a moment, the Knight seemed relatively undamaged. However, that was before it exploded. It charged at the last three Knights, which had brought themselves closer together, and jumped at them. However, rather than tackle them, it twisted in midair and buried the stumps of its spikes into them. The two parties crashed to the ground and stayed there for a moment. Then, the Alpha got back onto its feet and shook the destroyed Knights off of its spikes. It grabbed a nearby one, which was only a torso, head, and left arm, before it stood on its hind legs and held its trophy high and roared in victory. Serap looked down at the Grimm and smiled. He turned to a nearby scientist.

"Tell the medical team to prepare their tools." He said. "We just found our OMEGA Subject."


So, here it is. My first story on FF. I decided to go into RWBY because I felt it had lots of potential fanfiction wise. As I looked through fanfic after fanfic, though, I noticed relatively few dealt with Grimm main characters, and those that did typically had them be anthropomorphized in some fashion. I'm not saying this to bash on them or belittle them (as I am currently very invested in one of said fanfics right now), but I just felt maybe it was time to look at it from a different angle. Thus, TOS was born. I hope you all enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing this, and if it's not too much to ask, could you review it to give criticism and such? I'm still relatively new to writing (even though this is like the third or fourth iteration of this story), so any and all help would be appreciated. Thanks!