I finally have Ch.2 done. You know, I'm still not sure if Grim is spelled with two m's or not. Anyways, sorry for the wait.

Damn it, damn it, damn it! The girl thought as she stalked the streets of her new victims. How dare they!? A failure? Me?

"We have a new test subject, why are we keeping the other one? The failure?" "Everything has a place." "Of course, but there will be trouble when it sees its better counterpart."

A failure?! Me!? Oh I'll show them just how much of a failure I am! She couldn't eat like she wanted to but she'll be damned if she couldn't get her fill of terror. She still had her instincts and strength after all.

"Go on!" She commanded her kin. They were filling the streets and killing people left to right. But she felt something was off. It was then that she noticed a dust shop and smiled. Even without an aura, if handled roughly, they could still be activated.

This is going to be fun.

She entered the shop and grabbed one of the red crystals. She exited the shop, tossing it up in her hand before deciding that she was far enough. With a smile plastered on her face she threw the crystal as hard as she could at the building. It went up in a spectacular display of brick, flame, ice and destruction. People were screaming, fire was soon to spread and most importantly, people were scared.

She felt the air around her vibrate, revitalizing her very core. Oh how it thrilled her. It was like taking a breath of fresh air.

It gave her goosebumps.

She skipped down the streets, leaving no one alive in her wake. She killed them using a dagger that they had given her since she couldn't tear flesh with her bare hands. Something about hurting herself or making a mess or some other nonsense.

Yet.

Why should she care what they say anymore? She giggled as one human made a run for it in one of the alleys. I think I've found where to put it. The dagger spun in her hand as she leisurely strolled into the alley he had gone in. Unfortunately for him, it was a dead end. She peeked around the corner.

He was panicking.

She found it so amusing how he tried to scale the building only to fall. He kept trying and trying until she couldn't hold it in anymore. She laughed.

He stopped where he was which only made her laugh harder. If there was any inkling of relief from the sight of what appeared to be another human, it didn't last long enough to be sensed. She felt him trembling. He was giving off intoxicating fear that made her knees weak and her mouth drool. She stopped laughing. Stood up straight. Opened her eyes. Wiped her mouth with her thumb.

"You don't have to say anything. I know," she smiled and aimed her dagger, "you're scared."

It was Apollo's job to get rid of the Grimm that were making the most noise. He was on the rooftops, getting a better layout of which Grimm to kill first. He was doing well considering that he was still wearing his dumb costume. His manager said something about a 'godly' outfit to go along with his attitude. He complained a shit load, but she somehow managed to convince him. He ran rooftop to rooftop, flying arrows everywhere he could. He didn't have to stick around to see if he hit his mark. He knew he did. So he kept jumping, roof after roof, wishing he had a speed semblance like Ruby did.

A particularly high pitched scream caused him to stop his running and swiveled his head toward the sound. There was a Grimm, slowly stalking towards a child. Her mother, not too far off was crying, being held back by other people so that she doesn't become a victim of Grimm herself. He let loose an arrow that settled into the Grimm's neck before it exploded, severing the head from its body. He jumped down, grabbed the girl, and returned her to the arms of her mother. She ran with her child close to her chest, saying words of gratitude as she and others ran in the same direction. Geez, don't drop your kid next time.

He was enjoying this frankly. He got to see his old friend, made some new ones, sang his heart out, people were shouting his name and now he was running through streets filled with fire and Grimm.

It was a fun night.

He wanted battle and blood, not children and crying. He sighed. He couldn't quite get into the heat of things without his regular clothes. Apollo turned and shot another arrow. "It's a show, she says," He ducked, and used an arm to go with the momentum of the claw and flipped over the Grimm, shooting its heart. "Show some freaking skin, she says," He jumped to dodge a three way attack and shot three arrows, each hitting its mark. "As if I don't take off my shirt every freaking show."

An Ursa was coming at him head on and he rolled his eyes. He shot both its eyes out with ice dust, when it howled up in pain, he shot another one in its throat. "Oh please, give me a challenge!" He wanted more, he wanted an opponent that knew more than how to roar and bite. This was why he liked sparring with other people. He heard another scream.

Shit!

Before he could get there, the screaming stopped.

SHITSHITSHIT.

He kept running, trying to figure out how close the screaming was. Eventually he stopped, trying to ignore the pounding in his ears.

Wait. He heard something else.

Something that was out place in the midst of destruction.

It was laughter.

Who laughs at a time like this? He was able to follow the laughter in some God forsaken alley. There was a girl, sitting on top of something, laughing as she kept her body moving in the same redundant motions. Apollo wasn't sure what he was looking at. He moved closer, not wanting to alert the girl of his presence.

He couldn't see very well in the alley. He was relying on his other senses more than his sight. He heard the sounds before he smelled it. It sounded like the noise he used to make with soap when he was younger and had to wash his hands and instead decided to play in the sink. He wasn't sure exactly would make that kind of noise here until he was able to smell it. It was a metallic, distinguishing smell most would recognize.

He felt like he was going to be sick.

It was one thing to kill off Grimm, they would disappear in a matter of minutes.

This.

This was horrifying.

Apollo took a small step back when he saw the girl lift her head. She stuck her nose up in the air and sniffed it.

He didn't move.

She was like a dog, catching wind of a new scent.

His scent.

He should leave. They guy was already dead. There was nothing he could do about that. He gripped his bow.

God I hate myself. He reached, and grabbed one of his arrows, a yellow one, so that he could take her alive. As he took aim, the girl smiled at him. A smile that made Apollo really, really hate himself.

"Hey, are you scared?" She asked, waving her knife in the air.

Shoot her.

She got up, dusting off her legs as if having blood on them were a common occurrence. "Well, since I have a live one, I won't be needing you." She said before kicking the corpse across the alley, slamming into the dead end, slowly sliding down, leaving a mess in its wake.

Shoot her! She laughed, causing chills to run down Apollo's spine.

Wait, my semblance. But if she can do that to a person...maybe if I scare her good enough.

He took a deep breath and his body released a dark pulse. Apollo had never liked his semblance side effect. His skin would turn into an ash gray and the white of his eyes would turn black and his hair and eyes would turn purple. How long it lasted depended on how bad he wanted to scare a person, how far they were and how many people were around. But in this case, it was totally worth it.

As soon as it touched her body she froze. He saw her shake, she hugged herself when he heard a whimper come from her throat. Before he could fire his shot, he hesitated. Something isn't right. And sure enough his instincts came through.

She started laughing.

She had to lean against the wall to keep herself from collapsing on the ground. "Oh my god! Was that you? That was fantastic! I might have to keep you around!" After taking a deep breath she finally turned around and faced him.

His breath caught in his throat.

It was her, the girl that had died with his brother.

The girl he once had a crush on.

The girl that now has the eyes of Grimm.

"Mmm, love the color scheme you got there. But it'd be better with a splash of red."

They're not stopping.

Ruby was running through the streets slashing away the Grimm. Whenever she rescued someone, she pointed them in the way of Ren and Nora who were guiding and guarding people at the safe zone. Jaune was clearing the building while Ruby got rid of the Grimm in the general vicinity. Apollo went ahead to attend more urgent matters, saving the people who needed it most.

Ruby was getting out of breath when Jaune entered another building. She went after the Grimm with no mercy, just as they were going after every person they saw. The Atlas robots were just deployed so Grimm numbers should start dwindling. It was amazing that Atlas was still able to even be allowed to have robots anymore. But the world wasn't ready be without Atlas' tech. The world still needed Atlas.

Although… I still can't get used to them. And it would take a long time until anyone would. Seeing the Grimm getting handled in the main street, Ruby headed toward the alleys. Some of them had a few wandering Grimm, but they were taken care of swiftly. As she was about to check out her last alley before going back to Jaune, a man came out running.

"Wait! Are you okay?" She called out to him. She couldn't make out the words he was saying as he ran off. He was running in the direction of the safe zone so she let him run off into the distance. Ruby heard a scream that came from the same alleyway the man ran out of. She immediately ran in and saw Apollo standing over someone unconscious.

"What the hell did you do!?" She started towards him, wanting to see if the girl was all right.

"Stop!" Apollo held out a hand.

She stopped at his sudden outburst. "Ruby please. You need to step back from this."

Ruby didn't like where this was going. His hair was disheveled, he was out of breath and his eyes bore into hers.

She started to feel uneasy. "Apollo...what happened?"

He put his hand down, and looked down at the girl before looking back up at Ruby. This is when she noticed his wounds. He had scratches up and down his arms, across his chest and a really bad one across his forehead. "Oh my gosh, are you okay?" She took another step towards him.

"I SAID DON'T!" His face was contorted.

Ruby wasn't going to take it anymore. He was hurt and needed to explain himself. "No. Apollo. Tell me what happened. And what don't you want me to see?"

"No wait, Ruby please don't." The girl from underneath him swiped his legs from underneath him. Just as quickly as she did, she rammed her elbow into his stomach.

Ruby dashed forward and immediately took a swing at her. The girl jumped back, cloaked in darkness.

Ruby stood over Apollo, never taking her eyes off the girl. He was clutching his stomach, heaving, trying to return air into his lungs. Ruby didn't know what she was staring at. She was hidden in the shadows, the only thing that stood out were her eyes.

Her eyes...were like Grimm.

That's not possible. She looks human. The girl growled, and started to circle them on all fours. Ruby felt pressure on one of her boots. She glanced down at him. There was blood coming from the back of his head and a pool of it next to his mouth, his hand was squeezing her ankle. He attempted to speak, but ended up coughing up more blood. Ruby crouched, still incredibly aware of the pair of eyes that were on them.

"Aaahhh. I always adored the color red." The girl stood up straight, eyes never wavering. "You two have such nice colors, red hair, red eyes…" she giggled and licked her lips, "red blood."

Ruby wasn't sure if she wanted to make a comment. What she was seeing didn't make any sense. Grimm didn't have as human as a form as this one. Ruby clutched Crescent Rose as if it were the only thing that made sense. "What are you?" Ruby asked, standing back up again.

"What do you mean? I'm Grimm." The girl came at Ruby so fast, she barely had enough time to use her scythe as a shield as the girl used both feet to launch Ruby out of the alley. Ruby slid backwards on her feet, lifting her head as soon as she came to a stop.

"Hey! You forgot your friend!" Ruby managed to catch Apollo before his body was able to hit anything else. And by catch, she used her body to cushion his fall.

"I'm starting to not like her." Apollo said through gritted teeth. Ruby helped him off her and had to drag his body a little so that it could lean on the building. "Don't move okay? Jaune will be here soon."

"Ruby, listen. It's not her okay?" Ruby furrowed her brows. "What do you mean?"

They turned their heads toward the laughter. Just as Ruby was going to get up, Apollo pulled her down by her wrist. "It's not her."

"You know, you're going to have to do better than saying just that." Ruby took off her cape, and put it under his head. "Don't lose that okay?" Hearing the laughter get closer, Ruby stood up and took her stand in front of Apollo, Crescent Rose locked and loaded. There was no way she was going to let her get off easy for causing so much damage.

"Don't you think you should take him to the hospital?" She said, walking out of the shadows and into the light where Ruby was finally able have a good look at the girl.

She felt like she couldn't breathe.

She wanted to throw up.

She felt her knees shaking.

No no no no, this can't happen! It's not. It's not! Ruby looked back at Apollo, tears flowing down her face.

How was this possible? If it's not her then what is it?

But she couldn't get a word out. The only thing she could do was shake her head.

Apollo looked at her with sorrow in his eyes. "Its. Not. Her."

"If it's not her, then why is she standing in front of me!?" Ruby screamed out.

I know it's not her. I know it. But how could you deny something that's right in your face?

The girl's body shook, from the pleasure of despair. "C'mon, I'm not so bad looking for you to get sad about. But. You're not talking about me are you?" She smiled again, a chilling smile that froze Ruby to the spot. "Oh no, you're talking about this body right? The one who was here first?"

"Shut up."

The girl cocked her head. "It took forever you know. To obtain this body. First she fought me."

"Shut up!"

"But a person can only fight for so long. Eventually it was just me, kicking her sorry ass black and blue."

"SHUT UP!"

"Even after she had no fight left. I wouldn't let her leave. So whenever I had the chance, I would beat, cut, and torture her until one day, she disappeared."

Ruby attacked her, not thinking, not wasting another breath.

Ruby sent her crashing into a building. "I said to shut up."

From the rubble, the girl got up, smiling, dusting off her shoulder. "That you did."

The girl shot forward, pushing Ruby back by her strength. She jumped and ducked away from Ruby's fast spinning scythe. The girl was smiling the whole time, the blood on her face making her eyes look more crazed. Ruby was faltering. Each punch she received was like a shove from a wrecking ball. Not to mention the girl she was fighting with was her friend. Not my friend? I know it's not her but. Memories kept popping up with each hit.

Ruby narrowly dodged a punch to her face.

The time Zwei left a line of slobber on her face.

A hit to Crescent Rose.

Ruby wiping her tears as she tried to help Ruby fix her hair from the haircut she tried to give herself.

Jumping back to dodge a swipe to her feet.

Trying on ridiculous hats at a store.

Ruby grunted when the girl landed a blow to her chest, skidding Ruby across the asphalt.

The time their family had a picnic in the park.

Ruby used Crescent Rose as support to haul herself up. She aimed at the girl as she ran towards Ruby. Ruby let shot after shot fly as the girl danced around each bullet, seeming to enjoy herself. Ruby discarded the empty clip and had just reloaded a lightning dust one when she got a kick square on her back.

The time she found Ruby right outside of town right after having a big fight with each other.

It was hard to breathe. She looked up, seeing her scythe just out of reach. But before she could attempt to grab it, she got pulled up by her hair, not wanting to give her the satisfaction, Ruby bit back a scream. "You're pretty fun you know that?" The girl said, bringing Ruby's face to hers.

Ruby glared at those hollow flames. "But I think I know how to make this more enjoyable." Ruby's face was slammed into the road.

The face she made when she told Ruby to go find help.

The girl laughed. "How'd that one feel? Pretty good right? Have another!" As she was pulling Ruby's head up for another round, Ruby pushed along with her hand, causing her to lose her grip as Ruby's head collided with her face.

The scarf, lying in a pool of blood.

The girl stepped back, covering her face with both hands, cursing her way to Mars and back. Ruby didn't hesitate. She roundhouse kicked the girl as hard as she could.

The tombstone, covered in flowers.

Before the girl could stand back up, Ruby was standing over her, scythe in hand.

"You're not Bhu."

Ruby said before shooting the Grimm that lied before her.