Situated in a clearing in the woods a young boy stares at the enemy of humanity, the Grimm, perched upon a small boulder it sniffs the air trying to pick up the scent of the boy hiding a few yards away in a bush. He sits deadly still in the bush watching the beast, hoping and praying that the huntsmen from his village are close to reaching him. It had only been a matter of minutes ago that he was playing with his friends in that very same clearing each of them had dove for cover at the sound of the beast approaching them. The fastest and the only one of them that had their auras unlocked so far had sprinted off back to the village to secure help for the rest of them. At any minute they would be back to save them from the abomination that slowly was edging its way around the clearing in search of them. Suddenly without warning the creep gave out a blood curling roar as it started to walk directly toward the youngest who was hiding on branches of a small tree. As the beast crept closer, he could see the youngest climbing higher into the tree to secure a safer distance from the ground. The creep leapt toward the boy finally spotting him, hitting the small tree caused the boy to fall to the ground, panicked and desperate the child hastily climbed to his feet to flee the enemy but before he could the creep jumped upon him, effectively pinning him to the ground under it. It came to no one's surprise that he couldn't outrun the beast especially with his aura still locked within him. Just inches from his face he could see the black fur on its body with the plates of white bone structured around its face and body. It reared back wasting no time going for the kill on the youngest of them, as its jaw closed the distance between them, it was suddenly knocked over from the child that was hiding in the bush, the kid had grabbed a stick that was lying on the ground and was attempting to stab the beast but to no avail, its hide was too thick for such a weak weapon to piece it. Brown eyes snapped to the youngest of them for a split second. "Run now" was the only thing that slipped past the boy's lips before the creep had risen from the previous attack, now agitated it sought out its attacker in a second locking eyes with the boy, red meet brown and the child proceeded to sprint in the direction of the village. Reaching out toward the youngest he grabbed his hand and started running faster than either of them knew that they could before, but it wouldn't last, the grim was faster than them plus without aura they couldn't boost their speed to make them faster. Just as the creep was about to attack the two boys an arrow flew straight into the Grimm's mouth piecing right through it killing the monster instantly. The relief and shock of seeing it dead coupled with the sight of the hunter who had saved them caused both the boys to collapse and stare at the approaching huntsman. The wind causing his tattered cape to billow in the breeze just as the sun made the man's metal bow shine, like a hero from the books he had save us from the Grim and hadn't even broken a sweat doing it, as I looked upon him, I knew in that moment I wanted to be a huntsman just like him.