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( So here is my second chapter, for those who didn't watch the first episode. It is vaguely what had happened, expect for a few extra motions and added Dialogue. So I hope you enjoy this chapter, no going to lie. First time, ever writing something over 4,000 words, so tell me if it's good or bad. So I can write more like this! Review or Follow if you like! Also any suggestions, PM if you dare! xD )

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Chapter 2

The Darkness had finally come.

To be or not to be. That is the question, I hate to answer people. It truly didn't matter to me, if I wanted to steal from people. Then I will be, or if I just wanted to relax and take a break. Then I would not be the villain for the day. That was what ran through my mind usually; so many plans and so little time to achieve them all.

"Hey boss, we're approaching the dust store. "

"Alright then, it's time for the show to begin. "

"So were going to case the joint before robbing it, right? "

"Right, so the movement I bob my head. You have to pull the gun on the shop keeper, can you do that much? "

"Yes, boss. "

"Good, if this goes wrong it's on your head. "

"Wait, what! "

I looked around the streets with a grin on my face, leaving him to think on my words of encouragement. Henchmen always needed that little extra boost to get the job done, but in the end they were only henchmen right? Walking down the street with my crew had developed a good result. That result was that people were clearing out of the way for me; they took one look at me and ran for the hills. It was the curse of being so famous nowadays, such a shame I can't share this gift. They at least knew not to mess with us, or they would have a very short life.

We stopped in front of the store called from Dusk Till Dawn, one of the few stores opened around this time of night. A very bad move on their part; it didn't really matter to me at all. We walked into the store without trouble, and my henchmen had spread out throughout the store and they nodded to me that it was clear.

I pulled the cigar out of my mouth and walked up to the shop owner in the front with a grim smile on my face. Behind the glass counter, there was countless, priceless dust crystals that I would love to get my hands on. Which in a few seconds, I would get from him anyway. It was a great feeling to be important and have the power to take whatever I wanted from people.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a dust shop this late?" I asked to the man in a calm tone.

I moved my head to tell my henchmen to point the gun towards the old man. He jumped back in response to the gun that was pointed at his face. I could feel his fear from his body; the very energy had pleased me. I just wanted everyone to fear my power, was that so hard to ask? Of course that didn't mean I was such a bad guy, right? Nah, that was entirely me right there.

"Please! Take my lien and leave! "

"It's not as simple as that, I'm afraid "

I shush him with my voice; I really didn't need him to get in my way. If he stays quiet, then there would be no problem at all with us.

"Calm down. I'm not here for your money. Grab the dust," I said darkly to my hired help.

They proceeded to take the dust from the machines, containers and behind the counter. The old fool only stood by and watched, until one of my henchmen had told him to hand over the crystals. One by one, I only grabbed one of the red crystals out of the container and admired the craftsmanship of the gem.

When something had grabbed my attention away from the crystal. One of my henchmen had was sent flying from the back row of the store. I looked over to and wondered what had gone wrong. I told one of the other of my men to go check it out and it response, the sound of a painful scream could be heard through the air. The other guy was sent flying through the window this time around, along with the person that had beat up two of my henchmen up.

I walked over to the mirror with a curious expression, wondering who this could be trying to stop me. The heist had gone from easy to having a hitch in the road for dust sakes. I saw the culprit that had attacked my henchmen red handed. Ironically, she was wearing a lot of red and her weapon to match her clothing. She looked at us through the broken window and started to spin her scythe around like it was some sort of toy.

Big deal, once you've seen one person twirl around a deadly weapon that could kill its own user. You kinda seen them all, when she finally stopped flaunting her weapon around herself. I had only one thing to say to her actions.

"Ookkaayyy?" I said holding the word for long moment before letting the word finish

So I had to deal with a young girl now. I really didn't care at all for her life; if she wanted to get in the way like a bug. Then she can die like a bug, under my shoe. I noticed my henchmen just standing around at the scene. Man, I really can't believe that I paid for these men.

"Well, go get her already!" I yelled at my men and they responded by going into the fray.

My phone had beeped in my coat pocket and I flipped it out to read the message. It was from my lovely assistant and it seems that it was time to go. The hunters were on the way here already, so it would be unfavorable to have any support. I'll just have to get the rest of the dust for me.

When I walked outside of the shop, the rest of my henchmen were beaten to a pulp. They couldn't even defeat a little girl, which meant that I would need to hire more help...scratch that, better help. It seems that I would need to end things here and now.

"Truly, you were worth every cent. I'ii make sure to refund my money, when I get back to your employer. " I said to the downed henchmen, they were not needed anymore.

"Well Red, I think we all can say that it has been an eventful evening and as much as I want to stick around. I'm afraid this is where we part ways, ta-ta! " I told her in my usual calm demeanor as I raised my cane to her.

The button part of the cane had opened up, giving me a crosshair scope and she was in the line of fire. A whooshing sound had pierced throughout the air, until a bright red rocket had fired from the cane. Causing an explosion on where she would be standing, hopefully ending her life right there.

I took that as my cue to get the hell out of here. So in that little time I had, I ran across the street and jumped onto the ladder. Rushing up the ladder to reach the rooftop before anyone else could get in my way. I had reached the other side of the rooftop, when red had followed closely behind me.

"Persistent little bug, aren't you? "

When she was about to try and capture me, she was pushed back by the force of a turbine engine. Better late than never, I climbed into the hangar door that was open and turned back to red with a grim smile. In my hand I had a red crystal that was from the shop, I expected it to be useful in a time like this.

"End of the line, Red! "

I tossed the crystal directly at her legs, catching her off guard. Followed by another blast from my cane, aiming directly at the crystal. Causing a massive explosion that surely would kill the bug.

"Ahahahahaha!..., huh? " I laughed but it was soon silence when the smoke had cleared away.

A blonde women had appeared in front of the bug with a shield. I knew that she had to be a hunter and matters were only getting worse it seems. She flicked her wand around causing energy bullets to appear from her weapon of choice. Hitting the hull of my very expensive jet plane that I am still paying for. The blast had shook the entire plane and almost sent me flying off the ship. I was able to gain back my footing and quickly rushed for the cockpit to get my lovely assistant. When I reached the front of the plane, I was stumbling through the entire way.

"We got a huntress, deal with her!"

My lovely assistant had rushed past me at my words, and started to issue a counter-attack. While I, the humble ring master would have to support my crew on this get away. I took the reign over the control of the plane, trying to level it out to escape the huntress. Of course the ice storm was a very bad touch for my plans, more of the ice had started to rain down upon the hull of the ship.

Lucky for me, I had a learned to pilot these babies in the past. Of course piloting through an ice storm had never came up in the manual! As I was about to finally steer the ship out of the storm, a..."HOLY SHIT! " I yelled as a shard of ice had pierced through the windshield of my ship.

I was able to dodge the shard in the nick of time, and started to steer the ship in the right direction. I watched as the battle ensued between both the witches, fireballs had been fired and the ice witch had countered each move. When they tore the rooftop apart, the huntress had created a spear from the building.. I hoped that Crimson would be able to stop the spear, but the huntress was able to push through.

In those mere moments, I had banked into the spear to allow the hull to take the entire damage. Giving her a chance to stop the broken shards from reemerging and tried to kill the both of them. I took the chance to get the hell out of there! Taking off at full speed to our secret base that even hunters could not find. I sighed in relief that I could finally relax after such a long day at work.

I smiled at Crimson as she walked back into the cockpit and took her seat right next to me. She stared out of the window without saying a word to me, she didn't speak often. It was her way of doing things, I couldn't force her to speak but her glares were rather interesting. So I tend to get a reaction out of her at times, which warrants her to grow angry at me, for example.

"Hey, Crimson I hope that you can give me a full package deal. When we get back to the hideout, if you know what I mean."

I winked at her and in her response to my charming words. She had set my jacket on fire...

"OWWWW! Hot, hot, hot." I yelled as I patted my jacket to put out the fire, her glare was glowing even brighter.

She had gone back to staring out the window of the plane as I was reminded of my second string in play. A great man had once told me, always have a contingency plan for everything that I do. This little plan was called get Grimm to do my dirty work and he better not get pinched. Dialing the number to his cell, hopefully...no he better pick up or I will get him later.

"Yeah, Boss "

"Grimm, are you in position for the mop up?"

"Yeah, about a block away from the shop. What happened? "

"Simple, a little bug had gotten in my way along with a huntress to save the day."

"Seriously, you're sending me into that zone. I've never faced a huntress before, is she hot?"

"Don't make me hurt you, just do the job without asking a question. If you get caught, I'm not bailing you out." I hung up on Grimm and smiled darkly to myself.

Such a simple action to take a child and give him up purpose. Of course it wasn't about him; he was only a pawn that I can use for my own gain. His aura was rather impressive coming from the child of two heroes and he had killed two of my men that day. They were only henchmen, so it didn't matter but at least they brought me a better piece to the game.

I trained the boy to know the business by heart. Then also used his family name to get into signal academy and gain leverage within the school for a much bigger part of my plan for the future. That plan will be kept under wraps until I have everything I need to complete it. It was all a part of the game after all.

...

Grimm Pov

The call was cut short with the sound of a beep and it meant that I had to do the job. What a Jackass! Truly this could get to be too much for me but I knew that I needed to get paid tonight. No time to just sit around and do nothing, I walked out of the dark alleyway with a mask in my hand. The crowd had cleared away from the area, which meant that bystanders wouldn't get hurt.

"Tough love bastard, guess I have to do the job right this time around? " I said myself with confidence to finish this task.

This also meant that I didn't need to hold back against anyone that stands in the way. I smirked at the idea and noticed that I was about to reach the shop. So I stopped in the middle of the road and placed the mask over my face. The design of the mask was all white, expect for around the eyes that were entirely black along with a crack down the middle of the frame. Finally the trademark of my mask: the deadly smile that graced over my mouth.

When I reached the front of the store, many of the henchmen were on the floor. Kneeling down to the check on them, they were out cold and I couldn't leave them behind. The very idea of leaving behind Roman's men had stopped me from going into the store, wasting more time as I had woken up each of the henchmen. Of course, keeping up an appearance of my name...I had told them to give me half of their pay.

They helped each other away from the shop and I looked towards the broken window. Jumping through it to reach the inside of shop quickly, noticing that the old man was trying to get the black box open. I only glared at him from behind the mask and started to walk towards him, making a lot of noise to alert him on purpose. Causing him to turn to me with a smile on his face, like he was hoping for someone else.

When he noticed that I wasn't the person he wanted, he frowned towards me. Then noticing my mask, he started to back away from me and I only walked forward without fear. He grabbed a nearby broom and held it like he was about to hit me with it.

"Who are you?"

I gave him no answer.

"The police are on their way, you can't escape! "

I grabbed both the black boxes that were filled with dust crystals and dust powder. Turning away from the man without giving him a second look. Yet, he had tried to be a hero and whacked me over the head with the broom. The force had hurt but I didn't budge from my spot. I didn't want to hurt him, yet he had hit me...so let's break that rule for just a moment.

When he swung his broom again, I had raised my leg to break the infernal cleaning product with a single kick. The old man had felt back on the ground, staring in fear at me and I just looked away from him. He broke down as he started to cry on the floor of his own store, he couldn't protect it and I felt sorry for him. Damn, emotions always affecting me at the wrong time.

"Old man, don't ever get in my way again. If you do, I won't hold back this time. Go on with your life and stop crying over spilled milk. We all have a job to do, I have my and you have yours. If you truly believe that I am the bad guy, then stand strong to prove that you are the good." I had said without a second thought as he looked at me with blank expression now.

I don't care about him but a grown man must have pride in what one does.

I was about to walk out the door, when he had stood up from the ground.

"Stop!"

I stopped in my place, wondering if he would try to attack me again.

"What is your name?"

The very idea had ran through my mind, what to tell him.

"Grimm Dark "

Then I walked out the door, taking my next few steps out of here. Reaching the open streets once more, I found the path was clear. Each road was blocked off by police cars and search lights. All that lights had shined upon me on this dark night, along with the cops aiming their guns at me. This was just great!

"Grimm Dark, it's been a long time."

A microphone had voiced his option, I knew the man very well. I spotted him behind the cars in front of me; he was smirking just because he thought that he had me. His dark cloak surrounded his body, making him easily identifiable. A dark smile of loving his job, and he was twirling around a knife between his fingers. Detective Jack Ripper; famous for his methods of cutting up villains as well as his brutality to all that stood in his way.

"Now, I want you to place the cases on the floor and put your hands in the air."

I went through my options within head, only to agree with the very first one. I placed the boxes on the ground and raised my hand above my head. Four police officers had walked over to me with a pair of handcuffs, when one had grabbed a hold of my arm to place the cuff. I had leg swept him off his feet, the other three were close by, one tried to tackle me from the front. I reacted by flipping backwards from where I was, and kicked him with my foot as my leg came up. The other two had raised their pistols and when I landed. I took off in the other direction in a flash, while they fired upon me with their bullets.

Evading them with my speed, I had made a quick slide to turn my direction and appeared right in front one of the officers. Kicking him in the chest, where he went flying into the dust's shop window. The last man had kept his ground, but his knees were shaking in fear of my strength. I start to zigzag while moving towards him to make his shots harder to hit, as he tried to nail me with his pistol. When I finally was on his right, my leg had come off the ground for a side kick to the back of his knee, causing him to drop the floor with a single kick.

I wrapped my hand around his pistol and twisted his wrist until he dropped his weapon. The poor man had screamed out in pain from the pressure to his wrist as he started to cry, he finally let go of the gun and I took it off his hands. Then pushed it into the temple of his head, looking around; Jack was not amused by my actions. So I decided to do the right thing, have a hostage situation was a part of the plan.

"Let me through or I'll kill this man."

He was quiet for a few seconds, before he started to walk towards me. The knife still spinning around his fingers, this put me on edge but I couldn't pull the trigger. I wouldn't murder someone...I just didn't have it in me. So I had to do the next best thing, I aimed the pistol at him and fired three times in quick succession.

Yet, in those mere seconds he had blocked the first two and deflected the last bullet past my face. Then appeared right next to me, kicking me across the ground. I grunted in pain, as I slid roughly against the pavement. That really hurt, when I looked up towards him. He was already in front of me, thrusting his knife forward, and trying to impale me.

I reacted by rolling backwards away from his weapon, narrowly dodging his blade that time. Now that he was close to me, he was way taller than me; about 6'4"...what the hell has he been eating all his life!

"Willing to risk your own men, just for me. Jack? "

"Yes, I have been chasing you down for three years now. Grimm Dark! "

"You have personal issues."

He responded to that by slashing at me with his knife, I in exchange had countered with stopping his arm with my own. Then kicking him in the center of the chest, causing him to stumble back but he recovered. The fight was only starting, as we fought in close combat.

I attacked first this time, coming up with a roundhouse kick. He ducked under the kick and slashed under my leg. The pain was quick but I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my body. He came in with another lunge and I moved to the side, evading the blade but that wasn't all. Using his momentum, I had knee him in the ribs as I earned the sound of one of his bones breaking. He took the blow but he was still standing. Coming in with a uppercut into my stomach, causing me to spill my guts into my mask. Within my mind, this was very gross. When I came back, his knife was about to stab into my chest but instead of letting that happen. I had moved my hand in the way; the sharp blade had pierced through my right hand.

The blood trickling down my fingertips, he smiled at me because he expected that he had won. Yet, I gripped his hand with a deathly grip that wouldn't let him go. The next move was my game changer; I grabbed his head with my free hand and dragged it down. Using him as leverage as my knee rose to the center of his forehead with all my strength.

"Grimm Driver!" I said as did the attack, that directly head him.

Yes, naming my own move is so cliché but who cares! All that mattered was the feeling of overpowering my opponent had overwhelmed me and let go him to fall to the ground. His face was completely bleeding from my attack and hitting the bare pavement with his face was not helping him one bit. The other police officers had looked at me with scary expressions as I had defeated one of their best law enforcers.

My skull mask had only told the story; the smiling face of the demon itself was all I had to show them. They were only a few others left, yet instead of trying to bring me in. They had decided to go help the officers that were injured by me. I felt a hand grab my leg and I turned to see that Jack was still alive.

"I'm not through no…" He tried to say, but he coughed up blood before he could give me his words that he wasn't through with me.

"You need some sleep. There is always next time, Jack Ripper "

"N…." I did the noble thing and kicked his lights out for himself.

"You're not the only one that needs rest," I said with the pain slowly creeping up on me, as I looked at the knife embedded in my hand.

"AHAHAHAHAH!" I screamed darkly as I pulled the knife out of my hand. Placing it in my pocket to get rid of it later and turned to the boxes.

I was now losing my energy to keep going and I started to walk towards the black boxes. Grabbing both of them, while the police only ignored me. I took the chance to run into an alleyway using my adrenaline to drive myself away. Running through the narrow path until I was safe, it was all I had left in me.

After many twist and turns, the sounds of police sirens had lessened and I could feel the pain tearing at my mind. Pain was always within one's mind, yet even with my control over my mind. This was starting to fucking hurt! The pain was overpowering my body now and I started to stumble as I walked further ahead.

The pain only grew stronger, and stronger as I walked. It wasn't long before the pain had finally won this battle and I fell to the floor. My breathing was hitching, the pain overflowed me and I didn't want to get up from the floor. My blood had turned into a pool around my own body; it looked like this would be my grave. Now I'll have a chalk line for a body soon enough, remembering that I had a purpose.

I had pulled dragged myself over to the closest wall to try to stand up, but as I tried. It only ended in failure, causing me to stumble back into the wall. Damn it! My eyes had started to grow blurry, my body wanting to go to sleep for now but that only meant they would catch me or I would die. Neither was what I wanted in my life in this very moment, before I felt myself lose consciousness. Two figures had stood in front of me; their red and white dresses glowed in what little light there was in this alleyway.

"Grimm? looks like you are in quite the predicament, isn't that right Melanie?"

"I don't know, Miltia, but we should help him before he bleeds to death."

"So am I going to have to carry him?"

"Well duh, I don't want his blood to stain my white dress."

"But, he is kinda heavy."

" Deal with it, it's just hard truth about my dress. It's worth more than him after all. "

So this was how my life was going to end, and the last thing I hear. It was two girls bickering over their clothing, and save me!

"What a life I have." It was all I said to myself before I passed out from the pain.