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Alright hello everyone welcome to part 3. Thank you for the compliments and advices, I would DM people their explanation of Grimm Slayer. Anyone have an idea why I can't click on some people name?

Student I'm sorry to call you out, I appreciate you loving RWBY for its colorful world, but you have to think out of the main character's perspective. In other words, think of yourself as the air, you watch everyone do their business except you hang around the casts in amusement, if you actually divert your attention to the people outside and inside, they're struggling. Struggling to live and live in false hope of protection, there are times that Huntsman never make it take firefighters for example.

(I'm gonna get heated feedback for this next part)When did Oum specifically state the series as a colorful world where everyone, EVERYONE has superpower or could live through an attack with clothes.

If you guys self-insert yourself in the universe and fight a Grimm, you're fucked, even with Semblance and aura. You have no fighting experience only by sheer luck you live for a day which the Goblin Slayer been thriving on. Oh, those who says they know how to fight, fight a bear, a shark, or a lion and tell me the difference.

The Grimm Slayer is the reflection of the Goblin Slayer in this world, just slapping a name on him breaks people spirits of becoming a slayer, take Pyrrha Nikos for example, the Grimm Slayer is a title of an unknown person, giving him a name will leave discouragement when they found out his identity such as Oppressed Faunus, they could imagine him as a Faunus. Though settling on what species he is leaves fights until they figure it out.

Anyone seen V the movie, that's what I'm referring too.

Weapon choice, like I said a weapon's a weapon as long as it does its job. Once that thing break or broke, he's gonna discard it for a simple weapon. That's what give him his uniqueness in Goblin Slayer using plain weapon instead of OP stuff.


He ran and ran, maneuvering around the obstacles in his way, like who the heck put these there?!

Looking back, Qrow saw the Grimm Slayer not to far behind, not discarding the torch and chucking it towards the Creeps. They love bright stuff so they gather around it such as Aura and overrun Huntsman.

Giving the signal, the Grimm Slayer nods in response before running more quickly as they slam through the main entrance.

HISS!

The group of Creeps hiss at the glaring sunlight, clearly burning their pupiless eyes as they went back into the darkness, no it wasn't a group, it was a damn settlement of them! They lied to them!

"Once we get back, they're gonna get a piece of my mind." Qrow growl lightly, not wanting his anger to attract the Creeps into the light and overrun them like grass. "What's wrong with you?"

"Me?"

"Yes you, why did you just ignore the bodies, and only the rotting wolves?" Qrow scowl, scratching his neck irritable only to receive a low hum.

"They were distraction. Our goal was to destroy the nest, not to retrieve the dead." The Grimm Slayer spoke walking back to the village. "It'll be a bonus for us if we retrieve their body."

Qrow with all his might, drown all his anger into drinking before following the slayer tipsily.

It didn't take long for the chief to aspect some goods news from them.

"Was it destroyed?!" He questioned as everyone anxiously waited for the answer.

"Notー"

"Old geezer you have some explaining to do?" Qrow interrupted. "The mission you gave us stated it was a small group of Beowolves, not an army of Creeps! A C-Rank mission! A fuckin' C-Rank!" He toss his hand in the air. "You know what, we're leaving, come on! I got to report this to the higher up."

"You can go." The Grimm Slayer stated dully causing the raven-hair man to look at him incredulously. "These Grimm will be dead. Sir, could you give us the full story."

The leader nodded before retelling the reports and sightings.

"It started last week ago, the huntsman informed me about Beowolves stalking near the entrance. They got two, but one manage to get away."


At the watchtower, the snipers were doing their daily patrol, their hybrid sword-rifle in hand and revolver on their sides.

"You got any 6?" The huntsman asked.

"Goldfish, Taupe." The huntsman partner enjoy the growing scowl on his partner's face. "I just love looking at your scowl, it makes you feel like a winner doesn't it."

"Shut up, Zaffre!" Taupe screamed before cutting his salami and loudly munch on the food causing Zaffre to look at him in disguise. "Beowolves twelve o'clock." They immediately rise and scope the group.

It was a pack; three Beowolves at most, they didn't see anything unusual about it..

"Their alpha is tired, let's pick them off. A pack-like this is considered intelligent let's end them before they grow." He snorted, pulling off the safety of his rifle.

Then he pull, a loud bang rip through the silent forest as howls of pain came afterwards.

"Damn I was gonna do that!" Taupe picked off the leader its head exploded into chucks on the tree.

Before they could finish the last one, the Beowolf immediately ran away leaving the two huntsman to barely give it a glance.

"Then what happen afterwards?" The Grimm Slayer interrupted.

"From what they told me, the sole survivor turn into a Alpha and quickly gather ten Beowolves into its pack. Frightening I tell you." The leader comment, shivering a bit as his eyes lost its luster, probably from remembering it.

"Sound the alarm! Grimm raid!" Someone cried as alarms flare throughout the town as everyone panic and immediately went to find protection.

The mayor, who happens to be near the gate first witness the chaos spreading across his village staring at the banging gates.

"What's going on?!" He roared, climbing up the ladder before taking out his scope.

"We kind of underestimate the Beowolves, and now they brought the entire pack." Zaffre answered coolly, loading a Burn Dust cartridge and set the path on fire.

"This kinda takes me back when we were still in Beacon." Taupe barked into laughter, twirling his weapon in sword form. "Watch my back will ya?"

He jumped off the tower landing outside the gate gazing upon the sea of fire and the approaching silhouette.

The first one charged out bearing its fang out before slumping behind him into two halves.

Three more flaming Beowolves dancing around him despite their fur and flesh being burnt off, strangely enough they stood firmly before attacking.

The one on the left attacked first reaching towards the huntsman with a claw strike before being knocked back, during that time frame the Beowolf on the right move and struck him in his unguarded area that happens to be less protected, the neck.

"Shit!" He cried jumping back while panting, a good chunk of his aura had been taken out. "Alright if you wanna play like that two can play as well." He sharpen his blade with lightning Dust and thrust it into the air releasing a bolt.

Clouds began to gather around the area as the lightning struck the gathering clouds, it began to darken as rain heavily fall upon the field. At the same time washed away the fiery wall.

Most of the Beowolves were turned to crisp while the rest were staggering a bit, but nonetheless they stood firmly.

"Static chain!" Taupe screamed swinging his sword horizontal as lightning dance towards the wet Beowolves doubling the damage. At the same time paralyze those who were touching the puddles.

"Show off." Zaffre muttered before killing the rest as he went to his partner's side. "Have you notice it?"

"The fact that something taking bites at the entire pack." Taupe snorted, kicking one of the Beowolves over revealing bite marks.

Soon two gunshots rang the area as the two immediately face the leader of the village holding a revolver.

"I'm getting a bit rusty." He muttered, blowing the barrel.

Behind them was five more strangely enough they ignore them and drag the corpse.

"This story was unnecessarily long for it to get to the point." Qrow quickly discard the story before the Grimm Slayer left the village.


"So come again why I'm with you?" Qrow asked, following the Grimm Slayer back to the nest.

"To slay Grimm." A very forward and blunt answer.

It was night time and Qrow didn't like it one bit, they were in a disadvantage against Grimm in night, Creeps didn't need the light to see perfectly however human eyes need it to see around them and the brain to perceive colors.

As the Grimm Slayer grab his lantern, that was when Qrow realize something about him. The Grimm Slayer was a old man as in everything he did was considered ancient or too old. Lighting fire with sticks was consider to be seen rare since people could just scratch the wood with Burn dust.

'And if I'm right his armor is made of iron and leather.' For some reason Qrow thought the armor he wore was made of steel.

"Stack these sticks over there." The Grimm Slayer stated, tossing a huge bundle at the entrance.

Qrow nodded before tossing the bundle to the otherside creating a small wall of sticks. "Let me guess we have a time limit of five minutes before shit goes to hell."

The Grimm Slayer hummed in response.

Entering the mansion the two enter the pitch-black zone of the mansion, luckily the Grimm Slayer was resourceful as well as Qrow... with his Scroll flashlight.

"Hey remind me to bring flashlight."

"Noted. Would you also like to note the get-drunk time?" The Grimm Slayer quip.

"Hey what do you know its now." Qrow smirk in amusement as they soon enter the 'storage room' he dubbed it as. "Well damn I really expected the Beowolves to be gone." Actually there was just a head left. "Want this?"

The Grimm Slayer hooked the head on his belt before kicking the closet from the way as dust spread across the room.

"Are you trying to attract them?!" Qrow whispered, immediately hanging on the ceiling.

"Yes." As the smoke cleared, it reveal a tunnel that descend deeper to the abyss.

The abyss that was called the mansion and its torturer; the Grimm Slayer the demon who bathe blood and guts on him.


The tunnel was a pleasant trip for Qrow since he haven't find any Creeps yet or rotting bodies, though he wonder who made this tunnel. There wasn't a information about this place nor did the villagers know who owned it.

As the Grimm Slayer step out to the open area, Qrow observe the cave, it was quite spacious and the fact that the cave glittered from the fire meant it was a huge vein of ores waiting for someone to mine it all up.

Picking up a rock, he chucked it ahead before hearing the impacts on the wall before a splash of water. Groundwater.

"So is this gonna be our safepoint?" Qrow asked, sitting on the flat surface of a rock, staring at their makeshift campfire.

The Grimm Slayer grunted as he sharpen his throwing knives before reflecting the light into the next section.

"So what do you do in your free time? For me I just drink."

"Preparation for killing Grimm."

"Then what about your family?" That was when the sharpening stop and the gaze that reminded Qrow too much. "Sorry..."

"I'm sorry. What about you." The Grimm Slayer apologize, realizing his gaze was too much for the man.

"I have this brother-in-law who use to be in my team, I have two cute nieces." Qrow rambled on before momentarily stopping. "Did I blank out?"

"Don't know." He rise. "Let's go, we don't have time before they realize it."

"What the fuck." Qrow muttered in dread and awe at what he was seeing. Was everything he learn wrong?! Why was this still living and why wasn't this found a long time ago!

The room they enter appears to be a large underground cathedral, the alter or where it was supposed to be was used as a nest for this thing.

And this thing was nothing Qrow have seen or hunted before, it was a Creep, a fat Creep that was five times the size of a regular Creep.

ROAR!

And man did this thing scream and the amount of 'offsprings' the Grimm Slayer stated, his words were true.

An oversize Creep, too large to even support itself, the leader of this nest that most likely contain over 500 Creeps that burrow deeper in the ravine.

"Hey, you got any large bombs?" Qrow asked weakly.

"Bombs won't kill this thing nor will it kill the rest. We need to lure it into one area... Perhaps that's the key to our victory." He pointed to the massive stalactite that hung above the obese Creep.

"Alright we got a one-shot rock that ends one Grimm. How about using that." Qrow pointed to the rusty bell.

"Perhaps. It'll bring majority of the group. We need to make it so loud it echo through the tunnels. A simple rock won't do."

"Nor will my bullets, it'll tear that bell into scrap." Qrow hummed before noticing the Grimm Slayer attach something to his gauntlet; a slingshot.

"We have one-shot. We miss, we're dead, succeed we win." The slayer put a decent size rock on the sling. "Will you help me."

"You damn right well." Qrow got behind his shot, concentrating his eye on the slingshot sight. And information bleed into his mind.

Location: 50ft. Target: Ground level. Distance: 2km. Wind direction... light breeze 4.

Raising his arm a bit, Qrow muttered under his breath as the Grimm Slayer pull the trigger.

The rock soar through the air before plummeting towards the rusty bell, with the help of gravity the speed accelerated the rock and smash into it.

RING! RING!

The sound of stomps echo the room as literally a wave of Creeps flooded the room and the entrance they came before falling into the lake of Creeps. Just like a bunch of roaches.

The Grimm Slayer and Qrow didn't say a word as he handed the Grimm Slayer the flask and pour on the next rock, next the slayer of Grimm lit it on fire before shooting it at the stalactite.

The jagged rock fell from the room and immediately pierce the fat Grimm, the flaming rock caught the wood on fire setting the nearby flammable object to lit creating a chain effect.

The cave rumble causing the two to immediately run; obviously the cave was caving in.

"RUN!" Qrow screamed, his voice apparently become deeper as his legs began to blur, only visual thing that came out of it was dust.

The Grimm Slayer glance behind him staring at the approaching flood of Grimm as he got back to the storage room, he knock a bookcase over, pushing the flood back into their hole before barging out of the window.

The mansion began to shake as it slowly began to crumble, quickly as possible, Qrow and the Grimm Slayer quickly lit the bundle of sticks and set the mansion into its blazing glory.

What a night.


"You did good." He complimented, Qrow punch him in the shoulder in annoyance. After reporting to the leader of the village, they were heading back, but stopped when they were resting upon the trees.

"Hey I got a ride coming here soon. Wanna come?"

"Who was he to deny free-trips."