"Go! Get out of here now!"

"There's some many of them, we can't hold out any longer!"

"Just hold that damn door, if they eve so much as-I SIAD HOLD THAT DOOR!"

"Fu-Agh!"

"Open fire!"

Opening its eyes and looking around frantically, looking for the ones who were speaking...Wait, it's just him and the same bland boring prison its trapped in like a lab rat. How long had it had its eyes closed? Seems like forever since it was able to move freely to another room and then dragged back into this one after eating that carcass. The monster had been thinking more often about what was happening, yes the voice telling him it needed to feed and get out was still being spoken softly in its mind but now new orders were being told.

"Remember"

Before now all it was told was "Feed!" or "Find food to consume" and "Get out!" But being encouraged by the voice to remember is, off unusual for it never needed to remember the past, yes it can help with most things like opening doors or know what was safe and what could end in your demise... But to remember a time beyond what has gone on recently. Well, that really was new indeed to the undead creature.

Taking the time to stretch out as best as it can to get rid of the stiffness that is always plaguing its body before looking up at the box with the red light, or as it has slowly come to realize was called a security camera. Someone was watching it, the monster could almost feel itself being studied from head to toe. Well it hopes there happy with being safe from behind some TV screen, for I-when it gets out, the ones who are keeping it there in this place are going to die slowly.

Oh yes, just thinking about tearing into the tasty guts of the ones who thought they could contain it for study and hearing them scream out in agony as they feel and see their bodies be devoured like the worthless meat puppets they are!...But that's to been seen, for now, it'll buy itself time and plan it break out. Its thoughts were then interrupted by the sound of sirens and grinding of some doors opening, seem the humans have more things for it to do then.

Turning around it moved its way out of into the other room and as soon as it got passed the door it slowly closed behind it. This made it start to wonder what was going to happen this time when it a clang and scanning the new room saw the middle of the floor open up as a cage came from below. It was a black beast, like the one it remembers being put into the same room with shortly after waking up and being captured before it started thinking more independently.

What were the humans trying at here, the black beast does not seem to care for its presence at all, that and the monster while constantly hungry can smell that the red-eyed beast won't be the best thing to ingest. Even the voice in the back of its head is on the fence on whether or not to attack it, seems it's weighing the pros and cons of eating the black beast might be. However neither the voice or undead would get to make a choice while staring at the beast when a par of metal men walked into the room with glaives in hand.

No sooner when they came in with there weapons did the beast start thrashing violently within its cage, trying to break out and destroy the metal men, sadly the cage was made with extremely sturdy and durable materials so escape was extremely unlikely. The undead watch from afar, not yet willing to risk its continued existence in intervening in any way against the armed metal men that were what it could now tell were some kind of machines.

It was when the machines were on either side of the cage did they bring up their glaives ready to stab the beast. It would take three attacks to the side of the black beast before it died, leaving a corpse that looked much more appealing now to the undead giving that it was unable to fight back. Was this there plan, kill a red-eyed beast and let it consume the corpse? Perhaps, and while it was still worried about eating unknown meat, food was still food, it was not going to let this opportunity to feed go to waste.

Once the armed machines walked after opening the cage it ran forth with its hands outstretched, ready to rip and tear the carcass of the black beast to pieces. This was where it started to feel something was wrong, as soon as it started to eat it felt, off somehow, the more it ate the more the feeling grew within itself until its started see the black beast's carcass turn to ash. Once noticing this it started to cough out black smoke "somethings not right here" Was what came to mind "why am I coughing?!" Soon the undead collapsed to the floor spasming and coughing as the black smoke started to seemly take over its body. After a few moments, it lifted up its arms to get off the floor only to see one had transformed to have 3 black clawed fingers rather than the normal 5. As the black smoke spewed out and covered its body the undead now experiencing panic heard another voice speak "How peculiar you are, I have never thought I would find a creature like you"

This not like the quiet yet aggressive voice that it had come to know, this one was calmer and strangely soothing even though it could feel its body and now its mind is taken over, forcefully changing into something different. As it slowly underwent this change, it saw something, it the life it once had when alive. The undead, was human at some point, a men who helped people be safe, at least until an unknown plague started to spread and soon it had taken him as it did so many others.

It is ironic then, that his body is taken over once more by another, to be used in some goal that he couldn't even fathom. A tear fell down from its pale cold face as its body was almost turned, so this is its end, to one puppet master to another. Closing its eyes it almost felt like smiling when he saw a blurry memory, it was a happy one he could tell, and as he saw it slowly burn away in his mind he only wished he could have died a second time, then maybe, just maybe, he would not have to be used again.

So as he accepted his new fate, the formerly quiet voice in the back of his head, the one that had told him what he needed to know and what he needs to do, screamed.

"YOU WILL NOT, HAVE WHAT IS MINE!"


The test that had been had, unexpected results to say the least given what they knew. As soon as the undead had started to change into a Grimm they sealed all the doors leading into the test chamber and executed containment procedures. Luckily, and equally unexpected, the undead seemed to at some point start to reject the transformation and its body began to fight off whatever was causing it to become a Grimm. After two hours of horrifying screaming and sporadic movements from the subject, its body had fully expelled all Grimm tissue it had consumed and fell silent on the ground seemingly dead. The carcass was removed for the test chamber to be studied in a lab but as soon as one of our staff even touched the body it sprang up and bit into there neck, tearing out a large chunk of flesh and leading to the rest of the retrieval team to immediately vacate the room and seal it behind them as the subject proceeded to devour the still very alive staff member.

The man had stopped moving after three whole frightening yet informative minutes, by this point the subject had already consumed half of the torso in a surprisingly short amount of time, the subject would take another 10 minutes to fully consume the staffs body to the bone and another half an hour to suck what blood and, as would later be found, bone marrow out of the remains before standing up and screeching and frantically looking around presumably for more to eat.

Dr Merlot, while your research into Grimm has been caused many to question on whether or not to allow your company to continue testing, this new subject and that odd gate that you have discovered in Mount Glen had brought up some, unsavory opinions to put it lightly. If you wish to continue your testing I recommend that you do not allow a tragedy such as this to occur again or else we will have to take matters into our own hands. Testing on Grimm is one thing, but testing on something so human and that also potentially poses a threat to humanity as a whole, not to mention the potential ethical questions this brings up has brought you and your organization towards a line that we ask of you not to cross.

Professor Ozpin of Beacon Academy, a freind of yours I presume, has also stated his concern over these new developments. The headmaster has also reported a higher concentration of Grimm near and around the city of Mt Glen, whether this is part of your attempt to bring Grimm closer so you can capture them for your experiment or the heightened fear that's taking root in your safe is up for debate and will be observed and dealt with. Whatever you do Dr, I recommend that you don't go full mad scientist on us, the Council will be very displeased if you do so.

Sincerely

Statesmen Mahogany of the Vale Council

Ps, Atlas has been asking to let their own researches take over research on the subject and the gate. I hope this little bit of information keeps you from doing anything too rash.