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Chapter 2: Grimm News! Your in a Whole different World!

Beta-ed by: InsanityDies


Sasuke's mind raced through every possible answer to the drawn out silence that threatened to suffocate the room, finding only one, he spoke, "That's a long story."

Qrow stared at him, before shrugging, "Doesn't matter. That seems to be the case nowadays always," Qrow remarked as peered out the window. "We've got time though. Cause I really doubt a Grimm did that to you."

Sasuke clenched his fists in irritation. He took a deep breath as he sighed, 'This is going to be… what's the word? Troublesome?'

"I was in a battle with an S-class shinobi named Itachi Uchiha. I was victorious somehow. But I did not walk out unscathed." He spoke calmly.

Qrow eyebrows raised, "An S-class cee no bee? Kid, you either damaged your head or you're drunk if your talking of fantasy with your family."

To say Sasuke was shocked, was an understatement. 'How does this guy not know of the shinobi? All civilians in the elemental nations know.' He then registered the man's last words….and that set him off.

"That bastard doesn't deserve the Uchiha name!" Sasuke roared in anger, his Sharingan spun wildly to life.

Qrow just raised up his arms and laughed. "Guess I hit a nerve huh? I am rather good at that," Qrow replied nonchalantly. "Interesting eyes though. Reminds me of when one of my nieces activates her Semblance, without the black spots of course." He said offhandedly.

Sasuke anger lessened as his famed eyes receded, displaying confused black coal eyes. "What is this Semblance you speak of?" He inquired.

Qrow narrowed his eyes at him, "I assumed that was your Semblance. That means you're not a Huntsmen," Before Sasuke could interrupt him Qrow held up his hand. "A Semblance is every Huntsman and Huntresses unique ability tied to their Aura. Some can have a burst of speed or take absorb physical attacks and reflect it back tenfold." He summarized.

Sasuke digested this information with an open mind, before releasing a mental groan. 'I wake up from my most important battle of my life, only to find out I am nowhere near home.' He thought angrily.

The aforementioned was not suppose to happen. He was to defeat Itachi and finally put an end to his brother's murderous way then he would…

'I never did think past that. I am currently unable to return to Konoha. Unlike the dobe thinks, I know that there would be consequences. Maybe being far from Konoha is for the best.' He decided.

Focusing back on the man, he remembered one of the words the man used, "What is a Huntsman?" He questioned.

Unfortunately for Qrow, who was drinking from his flask, and nearly choked before spitting out his alcohol, "What the hell kid?! Have you been living under a rock?" He yelled as he stared in puzzlement at the black haired boy.

'Damn. I've got to be more careful with my questions. He's suspicious of me enough already. I'll have to act that everything I mention was just a disillusion.' Sasuke thought with a mental frown. Damn his arrogant personality!

"Perhaps you're right about me damaging my head. I've seemed to forget many things." Sasuke quickly replied, the drawn out question.

Qrow eyes narrowed as he indeed suspected Sasuke but went ahead to explain, "Regardless of that, you do at least know what Grimm is right?" He questioned expectantly.

"No," Sasuke said deadpanned. 'Might as well go full out on this memory loss bit.'

Qrow just simply palmed his face, " Of course not. Okay listen, I refuse to give you a whole history of Remnant. Understood? I am not a history teacher. I'm a combat teacher." He spoke, along with the last part of himself.

Sasuke just regarded him with a shrugged.

"Teenagers. Okay, Grimm are creatures of destruction and have been in a battle with us ever since the beginning. They have no Aura and attracted to negative feelings."

"How many are there?"

"Uncountable. Now that's where us Huntsmen and Huntresses come in. We defend people and the Kingdoms. We train and develop our skills at specialized schools for this. Example being Shade and Beacon Academy."

'Sounds like a ninja. Instead of sabotaging and assassinations of nobles and fellow ninja, it's just slaying of what sounds like a mindless beast.' Sasuke compared. 'Does he ever put that down? I can smell his breath from three yards away.'

Pausing to drink from his flask, Qrow continued, "They are the bane of mankind's existence but there are 4 kingdoms that have armies and Huntsman to protect them. Without Dust, we would have been wiped out."

"Dust? What the hell does dirt help fight off Grimm?" Sasuke questioned in skepticism.

"Oh no. I will not even attempt to explain the history of Dust. Ask any Schnee Dust employee. They'd love to you that bit of history. Especially Winter," He shrugged off the question.

"Alright, that's the end of this history lesson. Now I would have liked to question you about some other things kid, but considering you seem to have a memory issue that'd be rather pointless huh?"

Sasuke just shrugged yet again. 'Fine by me. The less you know the better.'

"Was your outburst the only time I'll see you be expressive." Qrow taunted.

Sasuke's eye twitched.

Qrow smiled before turning serious, "Well kid the best thing for you to do right now is to travel with me. You're not in the safest place, and I'm not just talking about Grimm. Considering you have amnesia I doubt you know your way around. Also, you are unarmed." Qrow noted. Although he did have an ulterior motive. 'He's hiding something. I need to get him to Oz.' He thought to himself.

Sasuke glanced down as he contemplated the offer, 'My chakra isn't battle ready, nor is my knowledge of the power of Grimm. If they have whole armies to fight Grimm then they most likely challenging to face alone.' He then mentally groaned. 'He knows more of this world though. Damn, I guess he's the best option.' He decided.

Peering back up, and he looked the man in his red eyes, "Fine. When do we leave and where are we going." Sasuke asked the man.

Taking the flask from his mouth, Qrow pointed at the chest beside Sasuke, "Inside the chest is fresh clothes. If you want to take your old clothes with you, where were going owns a tailor. Get dress and meet me in the bar." And with that Qrow turned and left, leaving Sasuke to lift from the bed and rose to his feet.

As he walked across the wooden floor, a small piece of wood slightly puncture and was dragged across his callus, forming a long thin gash on the bottom of his right foot.

Blood began to pool out the cut, with the piece being small but still big enough to pierce his callus.

"Shit!" He swore. Lifting his foot, he looks around the room for anything to wrap his foot in. Turning his gaze back towards the wound, he was surprised to see a flicker of red. Cautious, his Sharingan flared to life but saw nothing. "Odd."


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