When I wake up I couldn't move. I panicked for a brief second but then I realize I'm in a sleeping bag in front of a fire… aren't I supposed to be dead? I look to my left and see a fire and some red bandages. As I look around I realize that I'm still in the same complex as I woke up from. At this point I realize I am really thirsty so despite the pain in my side I crawl to an oddly shaped silver drink bottle. As I take a deep swig I heard someone cry out
"hey! don't drink my.."
It was not water. It was whisky, why did it have to be whisky. I start painfully rushed to my side instantly. He was wearing winter garments, had black hair that was greying and what appeared to be a giant sword across his back.
"Sorry bout that" I said before coughing a little again.
However he ignored me and appeared deflated as he responded mostly to himself
"there goes the last of my whisky"
He turned to look at me and smugly snaked
"Starting to wonder for a few days whether a body bag would have been more appropriate"
"A few days! I croaked before pain exploded on my side
"Whoa easy there pal you've been out for nearly a week now"
"How long?"
"Four days actually, I was starting to wonder whether you would make it or not"
"Can I have some water please?"
My savior got a thermos from his belt and handed it to me. I emptied it before asking
"Where are we? Who are you? What the hell attacked me?
He looked at me for a second before replying
"Well as for where we are where in an obviously abandoned underground lab under Atlas
I gave him a confused look
"You know Atlas"
"Where?"
"Ah on Remnant" he said cautiously
"Okay how about what the hell tried to kill me?"
"That was a creature of Grimm, a Beowolf to exact"
I gave him a blank look.
"Okay how about you tell me something about yourself"
Averting my gaze briefly I sadly replied
"I can't"
"You can't?"
"I want to help you, you saved my life but at the moment I do know anything"
"As in?.."
"as is i have no idea who I am, how I got here or these" gesturing to my arm "or even my own name. to be honest I am really confused and frightened at the whole situation"
He sighed and pinching his nose bridge muttered
"So much for some damn answers"
I bitterly replied "how do you think I feel"
He looked at me and said
"Sorry but attending to you night and day has been difficult, honestly I'm surprised your even alive"
"So again can you give me a run down on what remnant is, specifically this god forsaken hole, what the Grim is and who you are and why you're here"
"Despite being barley alive after coming out of a coma you remarkably energetic and demanding"
I gave him the death glare. Or was it the glare of death. Meh who cares
The swordsman decided to start his explanation
"Remnant is the world we live on; it consists of four kingdoms, safe havens from the Grimm. They are known as Vale, Vacuo, Minstral and Atlas, where we are now. The Grimm are soulless monsters whose apparent sole purpose is to all of humanity, and by extension the faunus"
"The what?" I interrupted
Now he looked at me really confused and warily asked "you do know you're a faunus right? You know with kitty cat ears"
I snatched his flask and ignoring the pain I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Still have human ears on the side of my… then I noticed purple cat ears on top of my head. I gingerly tried to twitch them, they responded. Huh, that's new. I touched my left ear, it was soft and smooth.
"Well those warrant a few questions" I simply stated
I then noticed that I looked like utter crap, I was really bedraggled with frizzy hair. I was really pale though, sickly pale.
"I look like how I feel don't i" I asked.
I shook my head, gotta stay on topic.
"lets get back to the Grim shall we"
He looked at me and continued
"The Grimm have hounded both our species since their inception. Through tenacity and the use of dust and don't even think about interrupting me" he hastily snapped, killing the question on my lips. He continued "through Dust warriors called Huntsmen and Huntresses rose to defend the four kingdoms. Huntsmen like me perform missions to kill the Grim, help people and maintain the peace. I was out here to look into rumors of an abandoned facility being restored, instead I found you".
I felt really tired all of a sudden.
"okay enough questions for one day I need to sleep" I managed to stammer out. Before I could nod off though the hunstmen blurted out
"No, you have to eat first". He got me a bowl of soup which I ate, then another, then another. After the fourth bowl I finally asked
"I may not know my name but I wouldn't mind knowing yours"
He smirked and replied "it's Qrow, Qrow Branwin"
Exhaustion finally claimed me and I fell asleep