The Branwen Tribe's camp was abuzz with life as Raven's soldiers gathered around the portal. Vernal, a girl with short black hair, stepped out of Raven's tent, her claw-like pistol weapon at the ready. Her blue eyes scanned the courtyard as the Portal appeared... And out from it, a bloodied Raven appeared. Leaning onto her sword, with six wounds, two entry and the others grazes that nicked armor, the woman gritted her teeth in pain, falling to her knees.

Vernal rushed next to her, eyes gleaming with worry, before she tried to help Raven up and asking "Ma'am! What happened out there?!" to which the Branwen, holding onto her hip, huffed, blood seeping through between her fingers. She seemed even paler than before and, gazing up to her Bandits and Vernal as the portal closed behind her, she spoke softly "... Do you recall the legend of the Slayer, Vernal?"

The air went heavy... And Vernal and half the bandits' eyes widened.

"What?"

Beacon

As the Slayer and his two new aides stepped off the Bullhead and walked down the main path, he looked to Penny and said "You're in luck. We stopped some bandits just before they got in." to which the girl smiled and nodded. The Marine felt his armor on his body, hitting it a couple of times to straighten the chest plate, before taking his helmet off as they walked on forward.

The report to Ozpin was brief. Morgan knew that Oz was involved with some shady people, since he'd been living for so long, but bandits like Branwen's sister? Something didn't feel right. Alas, for now, the Marine saw fit to prepare himself for a new assignment freshly given to him by Ozpin. Combat training for the kids that were gonna be in Beacon. Taking over that from miss Goodwitch so she could focus on being a councilor and vice-headmistress was gonna be the young Marine's pleasure... Train'em young to kick ass hard when they're adults. That was what he was taught and what he'd damn well teach all the kids here in Beacon.

"... Are you sure you wanna do this?" Amber asked, staring at the Slayer as the man moved down a path toward the Emerald Forest. The Slayer regarded the treetops calmly... Knowing full-well Ozpin wanted to use this place as a training area and the first Exam, the Marine wanted to test it out. Penny and Amber would stay on the sidelines and monitor his progress, as Ozpin would do the same from his tower.

"Yes." The Slayer answered simply, sliding his helmet onto his head...

And jumping over the fucking cliff without another word, or before the girl could protest. Penny stared, eyes wide, at Amber, then said "Does he usually do this?" to which Amber shrugged and answered with just as scared a look on her face and said "I BARELY KNOW HIM!" as the Slayer landed into the forest. The Marine then straightened up and took out his Combat Shotgun with the grenade launcher attachment and racked the pump as he saw movement among the trees... Grimm of all shapes and sizes had already appeared and were hiding in the shadows of the forest's trees.

The Slayer could see their scarlet eyes and the veined helmets of bone. Teeth borne out, a Beowolf Alpha, one of the taller, lankier and more armored kids of the Grimm Family walked out ahead, growling, snarling and drooling all ahead of the Slayer... Without second thought, the creature howled at the Slayer and charged him. Within 5 feet of him, it was greeted by three center-mass shots of pellets, before its head was snapped off brutally by a single punch. The head flew sky-high, then landed with a disgusting crunch as it dissolved...

The Slayer stood there, walking through the black mist of the dissolving corpse, shotgun barrel still smoking, before he taunted the other Grimm. The smaller Creeps hissed and charged, a dozen of them at once. The Slayer grabbed the first one to reach him by the throat, before slamming it hard into its brothers and sweeping around with its body. He then raised it high, squeezed its neck... And heard a snap... He dropped the dissolving corpse and rushed right in, shotgun roaring, shells falling, corpses dropping.

Two creeps bit and hanged onto his right gauntlet to dry, before he'd decided to punch them off with the Shotgun's blasts. Both died by a single shot, but Slayer sent another one in, before turning about to grab a Beowolf's claw that was destined for his back, snapping the long, lanky arm of shadow, pulling out a bone spike from its back and stabbing it right down the throat with it, before sending another Shotgun blast that vaporized the creature's entire upper body.

He then felt a Beowolf's jaw nearly stick into his helmet. He turned, grabbed the Beowolf with both hands by its jaws, before kicking it in the knee and breaking said kneecap and leg. It fell to the floor... Allowing the Slayer to pull at both mandibles. It howled and whimpered in pain, a Demon whimpering out of fear, before the Slayer tore it in two with his bare hands and threw the corpse's spiked ends into its allies, pinning one to a tree, another to the floor and a third right in its eye.

He kicked down two more demon puppies, before executing them with the Super Shotgun, their heads bursting and shattering into bone and black sinew, before dissipating with the rest of their corpses. The Slayer then proceeded to grab a Creep by the tail and swing it around like a bludgeon. He slammed it, head and spikes first into another Creep, killing it, then stabbed with the spikes into a Lesser Beowolf, breaking the creature apart in one fell swoop.

He raised the new Grimm Bludgeon he had and threw it toward another pair of Grimm, pinning both to a tree, before the Super Shotgun cut the tree-and THEM-in half with extreme prejudice. The massive oak collapsed and fell onto several Grimm, killing more and pinning some. The Slayer then sent two shotgun shells into the floor, splattering yet more black essence onto it and onto the tree.

The Slayer then charged a Beowolf, cocking back his fist and delivering a punch that went straight through the creature's body, into its back and what stood for its heart. The slayer ripped out one of the spikes through its belly, before slicing its head off with it and making shish-kebab out of two more Creeps, pinning their corpses to the tree in a Vlad the Impaler fashion, before swinging his Shotgun by the barrel at another creep, sending it to the floor and then emptying the two barrels into it.

He kicked down a beowolf, pounced onto it and started unloading punches into the creature's face with increasing speed. Its head began to cave, its bone plating cracking and its teeth shattering into shards. The creature tried to holler for help, but Doom Slayer punched its throat in, then ripped out whatever black material it was made of. It dissipated in his hand, but before it could fully vanish, the Slayer body-slammed another wolf to the ground and punched all the way down its throat, before clenching his fist around something that felt important as it tried worthlessly to bite into the armor and ripping it out and tossing it aside, leaving the Grimm dead.

He stood up, then drew his Heavy AR and started unloading into the creatures around him, the flashes and rounds punching through Grimm after Grimm with disregard. The Slayer emptied an entire 200 round magazine into the creatures around him, shells clattering onto the dirt. Rain had began to fall as the Slayer washed the surrounding area in High-Explosive 50 caliber bullets that punched through trees, broke or sheared them in half and killing whatever Grimm was unlucky enough to get nailed by them in a mess of black goo.

As the ammo counter clicked zero, the man holstered the weapon and drew his Chainsaw and immediately revved it at max power, slicing and cutting through another several dozen grimm, their corpses now littering the floor and adding to the Slayer's kill-count, some vivisected, others missing the upper bone plate and most cut in half completely. The Slayer then slid the weapon onto his back, pouncing onto another Grimm and starting to deliver several more punches that pummeled the creature deep into the ground, leaving its skull and ribcage cracked and broken.

He then ripped off another spike from another Grimm and sent it up that Grimm's head, breaking both it and the creature's bone plate apart. Another pair of shotgun shells lit up the forest and another trio of Grimm found themselves dead by it. At this point, the Slayer didn't know what he was killing. This was just training for him. He wanted to prove to Ozpin he wasn't used up and to the girls that he could well care for them in combat.

That and it gave the Slayer immense pleasure to kill Demons... His grin under his helmet was nearly inhuman...

As the last of the small and medium-sized Grimm all died and vanished, the Slayer stood in the rain, in a clearing, alone... Staring at the corpses disappear, the Slayer also saw the spent shells and marks left by his weapons. He holstered his Super Shotgun and started to walk away back toward the cliffside he'd come from... But the thundering steps in the background told him he couldn't quite do so yet. He recognized those thundering footsteps... Or at least thought he did...

A gigantic creature made of bone plate and black sinew appeared, its head covered by the plating, two massive curved horns protruding from the temples. Its mouth was shielded by the plating... It had several tribal markings on the plate, made from the red veins, among which, some that the Slayer recognized as Hell markings and on its arm, a scarlet-shining powered cannon. The Slayer's, Penny's, Amber's and even Ozpin's eyes widened as a Grimmiffied version of the Cyber Demon stomped onto the scene... Bigger and meaner than ever.

"Oh, FUCK!" The Slayer swore... The creature roared at him, then raised its gun arm and fired. Two heavy rockets slammed into the dirt where D-Slayer was just as he rolled out of the way, before he raised his own Railgun from the backpack, stowed himself onto the ground and fired two beams at the creature's eyes. The shots nicked armor plating off, but missed the eye slits and the Doom Slayer found himself in need to dodge several more missiles and even a beam of energy that seemed to be headed for him.

He raised his rifle as he ran and started peppering the bastard's frontal armor with the 50 cal rifle after reloading. Several dozen rounds struck and broke plating, but the creature continued to march toward the Slayer unabated. He needed something big and he needed it now... He drew his rocket launcher, aimed and fired it. Three rockets slammed into the frontal plate of the creature, breaking it and halting its stride.

Its mouth plate separated and opened... And it screamed at the Slayer as parts of its body armor were chipped away in the chest area... it began to rush furiously, like a bull, toward the Slayer, firing its main cannon with little regard for where the rounds were hitting. Many did hit pretty close to the Slayer, forcing him to dodge out of the way of multiple shots and making him unable to aim until it was inches away from him, fist cocked back.

The Slayer's eyes widened as he was forced to jump out of the way of the Grimm-Demon's punch... It sent a rippling shockwave through the ground as it struck it. The Marine poured hell and high water out of his weapons to dent the creature's armor, but found himself on the defensive, dodging strike after strike from close range, whilst also trying to halt its cannon from firing again.

He skidded to a halt next to the cliffside, then dodged as a punch slammed right into the stone, cracking it in a spiderweb... The Demon had stuck its arm into the stone, deep enough to be immobilized. It roared in anger, before aiming its cannon at the running Slayer... And as the Marine stared down the barrel of the supersized weapon, he'd gotten an idea. Drawing his rocket launcher, he aimed down the now-charging beam weapon, stopping and stabilizing his aim...

And he fired...

The rocket burst into the lower arm cannon's armatures and cogs, exploding inside with all the force of three tonnes of TNT. The creature's gun arm broke off at the shoulder, exploding and severely damaging its body, advantages which the Slayer could take into account as he opened fire with everything in his arsenal at the open, now-missing plating on half its face and chest. As the creature collapsed from the whittling firepower, it managed to unclog its arm from the rock and take a swing at the Slayer, but the Marine was quick on his toes, jumping onto and running up the grimm-robotic arm and toward its head, to its open mouth, to be specific, before drawing the BFG, aiming it at the open mouth as he ran...

With his grin returning, the soldier said "Hasta la Vista, Baby!" before the massive plasma-based weapon fired, breaking and shattering the creature's skull and head, parboiling and then completely vaporizing it and its chest cavity. The Slayer jumped back, then landed onto his feet and saw only one charge of the BFG left... He had to use it sparingly now, more than ever. As the creature's corpse dissipated, the Slayer saw what awed him the most... Not one, not two, but Three ARGENT energy cells... He looked to the cameras installed in the trees as he grabbed them, then smirked and walked toward the Cliff...

"Ho-Ly-Shit." Amber uttered out, completely amazed.

"Indeed..." Penny smiled "What an amazing man."

"Oz needs to explain this to me... Right, the fuck, now..." Amber noted, staring at the images of the Slayer walking through the carnage he himself had left behind, three strange energy cells attached to his belt. Something was amiss...