The Phantom Emperor

by Valphorion

He was called many things, criminal, degenerate, villain, and they may be right. He couldn't even save those closest to him. He did the only thing he could do. He took his own life. However he wakes up in the middle of forest, but "What the hell, I look like Wulf. What happened to Me" Grimm!Danny Powerful!Danny Rated M for Violence and Swearing, Torture, Ect. No lemons ever though

10. Comfort, Embarrassment, and Regret

Hey everyone

So I accidently forgot to add in the responses to the reviews last chapter, so I will be putting them in this chapter instead along with the couple I got from chapter 9, also please people review more please, I want to hear your feedback and opinions on the various chapters and reaction and it might motivate me to get these chapters out faster. Another reason I am slow with uploading. I am having a lot of trouble right now with Parents and my dog dying over Christmas and I am still feeling the repercussions of that. So I will try my best to finish the next two chapters and post them within a week of each other, but it might take longer or shorter with the remaining chapters. Anyway on to the reviews.

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Now this chapter is going to be a long one so please people Review so I can have a small conversation and know you people truly enjoy this story.

Grimm voice to human ears/Fluffy speaking to Danny

Rage

Thoughts

Dialogue

Perspective Phantom

"You Motherfucking Bitch" We all shouted in unison. What has happened was horrible, and I couldn't stop it. I then ran once again, full speed at the portal of the evil Queen...only to bounce back out with more force, crashing into the far wall causing it to collapse on top of me. However, before it reached me, I turned intangible and walked out of the rocks, coming to a halt few steps forward, still growling in anger. "Phantom!" yelled Jak as he ran over to see if I was all right.

Suddenly, the voice of this witch came through the portal. "Scythe, this is the punishment you face for associating with traitors. Learn from this and if you kill them now, I may even let you come back with open arms." I got up off the ground to look towards Scythe; his fists were clenching with barley-contained rage, his hooves where pawing the ground aggressively and his face morphed into a glaring scowl towards his former ruler. He tried to harm her by launching a scythe through the portal but it rebounded and dug into the cold hard stone floor. He then growled out, seething in rage, "You have just taken away the only thing that gave me meaning in my life and you expect me to COME BACK TO YOU, LIKE A HAPPY PRANCING PONEY!? YOU HAVE NO LEVERAGE TO CONTROL ME WITH NOW, AND I SWEAR I WILL FLAY YOUR SKIN BEFORE THROWING YOU INTO THE SALTIEST OCEAN TO MAKE SURE YOU SUFFER FOR WHAT YOU DID! I decline, you sadistic sack of shit." I was just watching, completely silent at the rant Scythe was on and as he ranted, he continued to try to throw his scythes through the portal at least 8 more times.

Suddenly, he stopped, panting from the exertion, before something wet was falling from both his and the horse's face. He was crying, finally giving into his grief. Then we heard the Queen's voice again and she just sounded amused, "Well then, while I will be waiting for you to do that, in the meantime, Phantom Grimm." I looked at her again and she was pointing at me. "Stop this crusade of calling yourself a hero, you are just a worthless mistake of evolution and power. You damned fool, I will make sure you head back to the pile, might even get some entertainment as I tear apart your soul with my Godly Hands." She then opened her hand up, palm forward, and suddenly a beam of Black Energy launched towards me while saying, "Here, enjoy a small fraction of my power." I was able to put up an IceShield just in time, but even though I was reinforcing it with my Ecto-Energy, several cracks formed and kept growing; I was straining from holding the shield up when it finally shattered... I closed my eyes in anticipation of the pain but instead of the blast hitting me, I heard Salem cry out in pain and the beam went over my head. I opened my eyes and saw that there was a stone dagger sticking out of her hand, blood slowly seeping from it. She pulled it out and scanned the room, looking for the perpetrator. "Which one of you INSOLENT DOGS threw that!?"

I looked over at Jak and he just smirked. Whispering, he asked sarcastically, "How did she know it was a dog?" Suddenly, she yelled out trying to get a sense of professionalism back into her stance and position "I will deal with you all later!" Then, the portal closed but not before Jak shot another dagger through and it stuck into the arm of her throne. I looked back over towards Yin-Yang and Prince, who were currently curled around the tallest stalactite trying to hide their presence. (Which seemed to have worked?) Lute and Mira were up on the edge of the cliff, cowering in fear and holding each other.

After a brief silence, they all made their way back down and were looking at all of us with a mix of shock, awe, and disappointment (Yin-Yang's glare at us showed what she thought of that performance) Mira and Lute were the first to break the silence, "Jak did you really, REALLY just throw a dagger at the Queen, not only once, BUT TWICE!?" They were ecstatic and Jak simply replied, "Hey I've always had a rebellious personality when it comes to authority figures." He stated proudly. "You mean when you 'rebelling against our pack's ban on eating squirrel and skunk." Lute said snickering. Jak then blushed a bright scarlet and stuttered through his response, which we all got a laugh out of. "H…h…h…how w…was I supp…supposed to know that they tasted terrible, I mean, weren't you curious about how they tasted?" Lute then smiled, "Yeah I was, until you came back after eating one, looking green and throwing up on a tree. I mean seriously, you need to calm down your impulses."

Looking back over towards Scythe; he was still laying on the ground from earlier, facing an empty stone wall. I walked over to him with Prince right behind me. He was just staring ahead into space, the lifelessness in his eyes, the complete hopelessness. The feeling resonated all too well with me. I placed my paw on his shoulder and when he turned his body to face me, I hugged him as well as Prince. He froze suddenly and then wrapped his arms around us, returning the hug. We all released the hug and he looked shocked. "Why…? I tried to kill you, why would you show sympathy to me?" He asked me, I just smiled and answered, "I know how it feels when you lose someone important to you, especially when you can't be with them in their final moments." He then looked thoughtful and whispered "…Danny Fenton?" I nodded somberly "Yes, he was my brother, even though he was a different species, we cared for each other like family."

Suddenly, Scythe rose to his feet with renewed vigor and said the three words that made my heart skip a beat. "Danny is alive." He stated with certainty. I looked at him and I felt tears of Joy threatening to spill through. Everyone else started walking towards us and Prince asked, "Scythe, would you like to join us?"

Scythe looked shocked and then his horse neighed while he smirked. "Sorry, but I have a better idea, I will be your field agent." I was confused and he noticed. "I can feel when the natural portals open up, allowing me to scout around Salem's Castle, and in the world, I should be able to find most of the generals easier, maybe even convince them to have an audience with you." I looked thoughtful at this but then asked "What does this have to do with Fenton?" Scythe then started explaining Danny's situation and state, Jak had to hold me down as I was getting filled with rage at what was happening to him, Scythe though continued on. "There are two problems with getting him out of the Castle. Problem one is that a natural portal can only stay open for 10-50 minutes, so the time gap is too short. An artificial portal is also impossible to make and keep hidden as she monitors everything constantly, including new portals." He was about continue, but Yin-Yang then interrupted with a concerned voice, "This seems extremely dangerous, why don't you just stay with us and we can live in peace?" Yin looked like she was really close to panicking, while Yang was trying to think of a reason to get Scythe to stay. "I appreciate the offer Yang, but I can take care of myself. I can also maneuver my way through her territory quite easily and you will need someone to watch over everyone with Phantom. They are children, correct?" He looked at Lute with a small smile.

"Lute, I'm glad I met you before attacking, even though I did deceive you. I had not known that Phantom was taking care of orphans like you." Lute then jumped onto Scythe hugging him tightly and saying "Its ok, I know what it's like to watch someone you love die right in front of you with you unable to do anything to help them. Besides, it looked like you needed another big hug." As soon as Lute finished his sentence, Scythe hugged back and simply replied, "Thank you Lute, thank you so much." Maybe our enemies have more in common with us, then their leader. To turn an enemy to an ally though, is another life spared. Well, it seems that we have a new member of the family. I thought with a smile. Then, I thought back to the energy that Salem fired at me, it felt like ectoplasm, but different. It was so concentrated that it felt like she was firing a beam made of wailing souls at me. Was it made from the actual souls of living beings or former ones...?

I shuddered at the very idea, but was brought out of my thoughts by Mira jumping on my back. "Phantom are you ok? You seem sad." She asked in that innocent voice of a child. "I'm fine Mira, how are you doing?..." No wait, stupid question. "How about you go play with everyone else? I need to talk with Scythe for a bit." Mira went off, told Lute and Yin-Yang, in which they left outside with Prince without any worry. Jak stayed behind for a moment before looking at us with eyes of cold steel as he said, "Be careful Scythe, the Queen does not take kindly to those she deems as insects." And he then left, running after everyone else.

With me and Scythe still in the room, we both sat down (or rather he laid down on his horse legs while I sat down before we gained back an aura of seriousness. However, he looked curious so I just stated my obvious question first. "You said that there were two problems that we needed to worry about. What was the second problem that we cut you off on?" He then looked shocked that I asked that question without everyone here. "Why didn't you ask that while everyone else was in the room?" I thought about my next words just to make sure when I said them, I didn't sound like I doubted their abilities. "I don't want to scare them with the thought of charging into the queen's castle. If it comes down to it, I will storm the gates to Salem's castle alone if I have to, in order to get my brother back." I stated with determination. Scythe was looking at me with admiration then put his hand to his chin and looked at me. "Ok, I will tell you but it is hopeless anyway, not that I doubt your power or anything. Quite the contrary, I think you might rival the queen in power but some of her allies and servants are quite powerful themselves. I'm afraid you will be overwhelmed if you try to 'storm the gates' as you said." He took a breath then started listing off the people to watch out for and I kept a mental checklist for danger levels.

"The first one is the Loyal Scorpion known as Tyrian Callows. He is a scorpion Faunus that has no honor, fear, or mercy. The Neurotoxin in his tail is deadly enough to kill a man within 2 days, the pain though makes you wish you were dead sooner. His semblance is extreme agility and time perception, he can slow his perception of time down to a crawl, allowing him to dodge and weave between attacks, however he barely uses it because his psychotic nature makes him not as acute to his senses." Ok psychotic nature makes him unpredictable and watch out for neurotoxin in tail, possibly cut it off to reduce effectiveness of surprise attacks and as for the speed, I probably won't be able to do the fake-out tactic I used on Scythe so I will have to alter my fighting style a bit.

I looked at him to continue and he nodded. "The next is Doctor Arthur Watts; he is an ingenious strategist and annalist. He has made multiple biological and mechanical enhancements to a lot of the exterminators, I should know, considering I am one." He then flexed his scythes as the goop had lost its adhesive, I could see that the 'bone' scythes on his back actually had what looked like a metal blade on the inside curvature, like metal was somehow fused into the molecular structure. I also noticed his armor was actually glossy, almost like an extremely thin layer of transparent metal was used to cover the bone. I was snapped out of my observation when he continued, "He really can't fight, focusing more on his inventions than actual combat, so he should be really easy to take down. That is, if he has not thought of something to counter you current abilities." Ok, seems easy enough for now but I can't tell if he has some sort of counter for me already or not, I guess I am going to have to wait and see, I mean he made these modification to scythes biological body with mechanical substances, I have to expect the unexpected when I encounter him.

He then continued onto the next one. "The next one is Hazel Rainart, and was actually one of my few friends, I don't think he will consider me one now." He smirked and chuckled. "Hazel has the power to infuse dust (or the elemental crystals used to kill us) into his body. This increases his strength immensely, while adding fire blasts of elemental energy by using his Aura as a catalyst. His semblance is extremely tricky to get around, mainly because it is pain immunity. The only drawback is that if he runs out of aura, he will feel the full force of pain his body had been omitting for the fight." Ok, that one is going to be a problem. Pain immunity is something I have never faced before and while I have faced off against elemental ghosts, that was with Danny helping me exploit their weaknesses. So, just thinking on the fly might not be effective, maybe, I need to find a way to combat against different dust types other than GhostIce.

He then scoffs at the air and then explains. "Sorry, but the last few shouldn't be a problem, but I will tell you anyway, and then, the big gun' as humans call it. Cinder Fall is a childish teen obsessed with getting people to fear her and will do anything to do so, however she is also very ineffective with 'rolling with the punches' when she can. So, if you can terrify her and/or overwhelm her, she will be taken down with ease." Ok, that sounds really easy to incapacitate her but he is probably downgrading her abilities to seem less effective. Better, stay on my toes when fighting her just in case. He then started up again after I nodded.

"The next, are Cinders two lackeys, Mercury Black and Emerald Sustrai. Mercury has two mechanical legs that double as shotguns, but if you can remove those, he will be at your mercy. Emerald though is a little more durable, considering she can create illusions to distract you, and her weapons are a mix between a chain sickle and gun. However, you can take her out of the fight if you severally injure Cinder, considering her attraction to her, she will stop fighting to save her." Ok, I was not expecting him to say that, well I guess this Emerald has a major infatuation with Cinder, and Mercury just has two prosthetics. I am not sure how I feel attacking an amputee but I guess if I have to then I will. Some intangibility on his legs will incapacitate him immediately and for Emerald, just barely beat Cinder within an inch of her life.

He then looked terrified, but contained his composure enough to tell me the last one. "The most deadly of them all is our Queen herself. She has a direct connection to the Pile, or the place where we (as Grimm) go when we die. We evaporate completely when we are killed, and are transported to those black pools but Salem does not allow us to keep our memories of our past lives. She is also able to conjure up blasts of black energy from the Pool itself, which she even demonstrated. Considering our bodies are made of the stuff, we can't touch her. She has control over all of the black mass and that is why we couldn't get through the portal or attack her. However, she does not seem to have control over anything else, considering that Jak was able to fire one of those daggers through. While, our souls and mass return to the pile, our energy stays in Remnant and it latches onto living beings. Eventually, they can fuse it with their own souls to gain what they call 'Aura', and use it as a catalyst to perform things like miracles or abilities like their Semblance. Of course, she has control over that as well so no being, Human or Faunus can attack her directly either, so she is essentially a god." He sighs with sad smile on his face, I then walked over and gave him another hug and he looked back at me. "Phantom, you are going to need something powerful to take back Fenton, something that she can't effect, because as long as anything is connected to the Pile, even those with Aura, she cannot be attacked at all." I looked thoughtful and smirked while he got up.

"Don't worry, I will think of something." Then he said something troubling. "You better get off this island though Phantom, more exterminators will come and they will be more ruthless than I was. In addition, considering that Hunters will also be coming, you had better find a way, soon and quickly." He then walked out to play with everyone else while I stayed back deep in thought. I really couldn't do anything to stop her at all from stripping away the life from that kid. What am I going to do to protect my family if she decides to attack us personally? No, I need to stop these thoughts, I will save Danny, no matter what. Salem you better watch out, because you just ticked off the one person who is going to take you down. I then walked out of the room to see Scythe and Lute playing fetch while Mira and Jak were wrestling. Prince and Yin-Yang were just snuggling together out of the sun. This is my Family, I will do all I can to make sure they stay safe, no matter what type of torture that witch is putting you through, soon you won't feel it again for as long as I live.

Setting Salem's Castle Perspective change Danny.

This has officially been the weirdest day of my entire life, that I could remember of course. I thought to myself as I had a flashback to earlier in the day

Flashback

The last thing I could remember was crashing into the side of the glass prison that me and fluffy were in because some other humans were trying to take me away from my only living friend. Then, they started attacking her and she was screaming in pain as I blacked out. I was currently groaning in pain, I felt something shift beneath me, and it was helping me sit up. Then I felt slight vibrations pushing up against my back and neck, releasing the pain I felt. Now that, that was gone, I strained to open my eyes. Instead of the pitch-black form of Fluffy, I see the soft face of a beautiful girl looking down at me with deep red eyes and long flowing iridescent hair that seemed to change color on the regular down to the chest. Suddenly, Fluffy's voice cut through the silence, causing me to dart up and have all the aching pain return. I am so sorry master, I didn't mean to startle you like that, please stay still your back is still healing from the impact caused by those pathetic insects. Said the voice in my head and then I saw the girl face toward the door. I looked down at myself and saw that I was once again wrapped up in a half cocoon of sorts, with my front open to the air while my back, legs, and arms were covered and it seemed to be made of the black substance that Fluffy was made of. When I looked back at Fluffy's new form, I felt my nose get wet and I felt my face heat up from embarrassment. Fluffy's humanlike form was COMPLETY NAKED AND I WAS LAYING IN HER LAP. I felt light headed for a moment before I noticed Fluffy look at me with concern on her new face. So, she put her head to my chest and hand to my forehead, which morphed the entire way around until it was like a headband. Master, you are burning up and your nose is bleeding; I request you lay down again for the time being and get more rest, I cannot risk losing you, please. Ok but Fluffy, can you please put on some cloths, I am feeling kind of embarrassed being in the room with you in this form of a naked beautiful girl. I thought trying to remain calm. Master, but why? I do not require to insulant heat like Humans and Faunus do. She said and then laid me back down onto my back. When I glanced back at her body, I noticed that there isn't any 'features' on her actual body except two lumps on her chest, and even then they were just the color of skin. It was basically as if a girl was wearing a skin-tight, skin-colored body suit. That kind of settled me down and put my embarrassment to rest. Until, I heard the sound of sliding metal, drawing my attention to the side wall.

I saw the woman, I think her name was Cinder, walking through with a tray of food and a bottle of water which she put on the floor, sliding it away from her. She seemed to glare at Fluffy but when I looked back at Fluffy, I saw that she had a smug look on her face and her chest was getting bigger…and bigger. I felt my face heat up again and to not stare, I looked at Cinder, she had her mouth open in shock before she crossed her arms over her chest, fuming in rage. When I looked back at Fluffy, well, I will just say that her chest was bigger than Cinders by a large bit. Suddenly, the sound the metal door being slammed shut echoed and I could hear muffled screaming on the other side of glass. Now..., I am majorly confused and looked back towards Fluffy, her chest was back to normal. She then extended a black tendril from her arm to the tray of food and water. Slowly and carefully pulled them back towards us. I was about to get up to grab it but I felt Fluffy forcefully push me back down, causing me to twitch in pain. Then, panicked thoughts went to my head. Master, I am so sorry, please forgive me, I didn't mean to be that forceful to you, please accept my forgiveness. Let me take care of you, please, I can't lose you master. She said with her face showing concern and borderline terror. Fluffy, its ok, its fine. I appreciate you doing this for me and caring so much. Thank you for doing this for me, I'm sure I will be fine, right now I am just confused and embarrassed. I explained and her face relaxed before it turned into a happy glee filled smile as she grabbed the bread from the tray and attempted to feed me, herself. Fluffy, I'm pretty sure that I don't really need your help eating right now. I said to her but she defiantly insisted. Sorry Master but I would prefer you don't really put effort into pretty much anything at the moment and this is how I helped you when you were unconscious and sleeping in my Lap. I then conceded and let her feed me. After that she encompassed me back in the cocoon like bed again and I enjoyed the feeling of being warmed all over (like being wrapped in fresh dried blankets). Eventually, though after I don't know how long, I simply fell back asleep.

By the time I woke up again, Fluffy was walking around the tank with some sort of leash coming out of her back connected to the makeshift bed I was in. Her arms were morphed into blades and she was dragging them across the walls, leaving behind a piece of herself that seemed to grow bigger but also cover the entire wall. When it suddenly turned transparent, matching the glass, and she proceeded to do this to all of the walls in the tank. Meanwhile, I shifted into an upright position, or tried to, which proved to be a mistake as I felt a sharp pain in my upper back that forced me to lay back down. When I looked over to Fluffy, she had moved so fast, that a breeze was felt when she stopped at my side.

She put a hand on my chest. I felt some relief that I had some physical contact with Fluffy but I was still embarrassed that she still didn't understand the concept of clothing. In my head, I kind of put it together and with that, she learned that clothing was also used to cover up the private parts of your body you don't want seen. However, she didn't see the reason to wear clothing because she didn't actually have any of those. My face was still heating up until the pillow part of the cocoon morphed up onto my forehead and it acted as an ice pack by cooling down. I guess she thought I had a fever. Then, the vibrations returned along my back again, and it was soothing to me, though painful is some areas. I looked up at Fluffy's face, she had a smile of almost blissful happiness, that seemed to drop away all feelings of hopelessness that I had at the moment. Just looking into her eyes, her deep red piercing eyes that showed determination and comfort, despite the steely gaze of concern that flashed whenever she hit a painful spot. I smiled at her, raised my arm, and despite my body's painful aches of protest, grabbed Fluffy's hand, and held it barely. Glancing at her face, which showed worry, but then when it finally registered that I was holding her hand, her face gained a pink blush of epic proportions.

Perspective Change Fluffy

Master is holding my hand! He is just holding my hand! I am not worthy of this and he is doing it anyway! I am just a humble servant of my master, yet, I get to hold Master's smooth and warm hand! Master, what are you doing? I am underserving of this, please tell me what this means Master?! I panicked because I didn't know what to do in a situation like this, and the knowledge I had about serving a master had nothing about this. Fluffy, I want to say thank you. Thank you for protecting me and caring for me. You are one of the most important and loving person I know. I am underserving of your care, I am underserving of your protection. So in case I never get out of this place, I just want to you to know, that I care about you, more than a servant, but a Friend. As soon as he finished, I almost broke down into hysterical Joy, confusion, and another feeling that I can't place.

Master thinks of me as a friend! Even though I am a lowly servant, he cares about me! More than that, he thinks that HE is unworthy of MY care and protection! How is that possible? Master is the most important person in the world, he is my Lord, Master, King, God, or even something above God. How can he be unworthy of my eternal servitude? Master you must be mistaken, I am so underserving of your praise. The worth of myself is less than the dirt on the ground. Please say you are joking. Suddenly, Master's hand tightened around mine and he says aloud, "Don't you dare say that about yourself! You are so much more than that to me! You are my friend and have done nothing to prove that you are what you say you are. You…I care about you and until you get it out of your head that you are worthless, I will force myself to not get better." I don't know what came over me but it felt like if I had a heart it would have melted at his words. I was in awe that he would truly care about me like this, that I forgot what I was doing, that I ended up making the bed larger, morphed myself next to him, and hugged him lightly against my chest. Thank you Master, thank you for doing this for me, I promise to be the best servant and friend to meet your expectations. I can't thank you enough for your words of praise. I promise that I will get you out of here and that you won't have to live in despair anymore. You deserve to live in a home worthy for you to be in and you would be protected, cared for, and safe. I then just listened to his breathing and heartbeat until he went to sleep but he did not let go of my hand, but then again, I didn't want him to, EVER. Then, I fell into the place of memories known as a dream as I followed my master to sleep.

Setting Change, Atlas Military HQ

Perspective Neil

After the extra talk with Tai last night, I was looking forward to transferring. Xera said she was assigned a Grimm expedition for multiple subjects of study, which, she would call me later considering it was a month long expedition. Certain subjects like the Beringel, are being studied to find out if their determination had anything to do with their wildlife behavior or if their lack of soul was causing their aggression. After we had out hug, kiss, and goodbye, she walked out of the house. I was disgusted with myself that I had took part in those same missions. Taking children away from their parents or killing them in front of the children, just for them to be baited into a trap. The more I thought about it the angrier I got. I then took a bullhead to Atlas HQ to call in a favor to Ironwood and soon I found myself here in his office. "Sir, can you transfer me to Grimm Research and Studies?" I ask. He seems quite surprised by the request. "So let me get this straight, Neil, you want to transfer careers from hunting Grimm, to studying them? I'm sorry, but I can't understand why. You were the most determined to kill all Grimm after they took away your parents and little sister. I mean, I can instead use this favor you called in, to get you a surgery to allow you to walk again." Said a confused Ironwood. "Please, Sir, I can't go hunting anymore, I can't bear the thought of losing another teammate. Just no more sacrifices." I said in as defeated as a voice I could muster, and the distant look on my face seemed to work on Ironwood. He then walked around the desk and put a hand on my shoulder with a comforting look on his face. "I will make a few calls, just stay here, if everything works out, you can leave before the end of the hour." He said in a calm voice. He walked out and I just stayed there like he said. In that time I spent waiting, my thoughts drifted to some previous memories and I took out a photo I had in my jacket. It was of Team ONYX when we were first formed.

Flashback

My newly formed team and I were walking through Atlas when one of them asked a question. "Neil, why do you want to become a huntsman?" Asked my longtime friend and leader Otis. "To avenge my family and all of the innocents that have been slaughtered by the Grimm." Especially today, the anniversary of their death. When I thought of that, I looked towards the ground and gained a dark look on my face. "Don't worry bro, we will avenge them. Wherever you go, I will go with you till the end." Said Otis as he slung his arm over my shoulder. I looked up and saw Xera's face in front of me and she then hugged me. We then looked to Yurin and she was just looking at us. "Aw man, stop it with your family and friendship nonsense. At least until we get back to Beacon, please, you are causing everyone to stare at us." I looked around and she was right. "Ok fine, lets head back to the academy. Hopefully, we get to kill the dragon that took everything from Neil." Said Otis and we all walked back to the Bullhead Shipyard.

Flashback end.

I looked at that picture with disgust at how I and the rest of my team acted. While we were Atlas's best team, we were also the glass cannons, considering none of use took aura manipulation to figure out how to create the constant shield. Despite that, in our career alone we killed about 2000 Grimm before the Phantom Grimm opened my eyes to the revelation. I looked back down at my belt, and when I looked back at that picture, I almost vomited. How many families did we pull apart, how many children have we slaughtered. How many did we kill that actually deserved it? None, that is what. We are the monsters, the murderers, and we should face the death penalty. As I thought, I listened for any footsteps outside the door, and when I heard none, I grabbed my lighter from my pocket. I lit the picture aflame and let it burn, a horrendous picture of the monster I was. I watched it burn slowly, the colors turn to black, watching my old memories to ash, along with this puetrid reminder of what I had done. When it reached Otis and Xera, I almost stopped the flame but I resisted, (To atone for my sins...) so when the thing finally was reduced to ash, (...I must prove to them, that we are all wrong.), I crushed it with my fireproof gloves. (That this pain, is of our own doing...).

Just then, I heard footsteps echo toward the office and when the door opened, it was Ironwood standing in the doorway. "Neil, I just got a call from Dr. Volatile, he actually wants you to come over to his laboratory in the mountains for a personal visit and tour of the facility. It seems he was already looking for new assistant." I smiled towards him and started to roll out of the room but then, Ironwood put his hand on my shoulder with a reassuring smile, he added, "Don't worry, we will get that Grimm back for what they did to ONYX." I did a faux smile back and nodded, my scroll then beeped and it showed me the directions for the bullhead that I would take. I took my leave of the building.

Perspective Change James Ironwood

Once I saw Neil leave, I went over to the bookcase that was next to my desk and pulled out a couple of books before I saw a cord connecting to a small camera. "Now to see what was Neil doing when he was alone." I took out my scroll and digitally downloaded the file while returning to my desk. Taking a seat in my nice chair, I watched the video with both intrigue and confusion. Why would Neil burn that picture with a look of disgust on his face? That picture was the main thing he carried around with him, even on missions and he burns it? Either he is leaving hunting behind forever or... I shook my head with anger, that I would even consider that Neil, is a sympathizer to the Grimm. How dare I even think that, Neil was put into an orphanage because of the Grimm destroying everything he ever knew! He couldn't sympathize with them after all that pain, could he?

I then swiped my finger across the screen, and it brought me to the picture of the new S-class level Grimm that caused all of this. Gazing into its green eyes that seemed to resonate loss but also a green fury that wanted everything to burn. "Could you have something to do with it, Phantom Grimm?" I said as I rewatched the moving image over and over, keeping my eyes locked on those neon green orbs. Those seem to emit a rage so powerful, that I almost felt a little dizzy for a second. Maybe I am overthinking things, but then again, Neil has been acting really weird. Whenever he looks at a huntsman, he looks at them with disgust and rage, but when he looks back at his keepsake picture, he hangs his head down as if praying, 'Please God, I'm sorry, please forgive me for what I have done, I swear I will atone.' Now, Neil has never really been the religious type, so this shouldn't change anything. I swung my robotic arm down on the desk in frustration. "Damn it, what could I be missing here." I angrily say to no one.

Absentmindedly looking over to my desk, deep in thought until I reached Neil's file that was left behind, and then it hit me. "Wait, could that be it?" I grabbed his File and opened it to the bio, explaining his skills and psychological evaluation, history. However, it also listed his semblance as a category. "Dreamscape, it allows him to see the memories for any Human and Faunus while sleeping, it is shown from testing that he can't interact with Animals this way and Grimm don't have souls to interact with." I read aloud. Then, I remembered something that Neil told me from before. (This Grimm had a Soul and it could use Aura.)

Thinking in the silence of my office, This Grimm is intelligent, has experience fighting humans from the combat simulation the Xera walked us through, and it can use Aura. Could it be possible that this Grimm is the first ever-sentient being of darkness? If that is the case then, possibly, Neil saw the Grimm's memories and his perspective got flipped. His semblance must have brainwashed him into hating humanity. I shook my head, screaming internally at myself for even thinking that Neil was a traitor. NO, NO, NO, NO, NO. I am NOT doing this to myself, Neil is still a loyal part of the cause, the cursed 'Pride Dragon' that destroyed his village is still being tracked, and I will be damned if I don't allow Neil to deal the killing blow for what that beast did to him. I sat there, in my office for a few minutes to calm myself, after a few deep breaths, I looked over at my scroll again and stared.

I know I am being paranoid but just in case. I thought to myself after grabbing my scroll off the desk and putting in a call to the people, I know, will keep me informed. It ringed, then ringed, then ringed. Finally a voice was sent through. "Hello this the Atleastian Militaries Huntsman Branch Stealth Division. My name is Karen White, how may I help you?" I cleared my throat and said, "My name is James Ironwood, and I'm calling in to speak to the director, please patch me through to him, if you could." I then heard silence and the clacking of keys, most likely a background voice check. "Ok, Mr. James Ironwood, please stand by while I reroute your call." Karen said, followed by a beeping sound and then I heard the voice of a jolly, happy man, who I knew all too well. "James, how have you been doing buddy?" I rolled my eyes and replied. "Jason, I am cashing in that favor you owe me. Now listen closely, ok?" Jason stayed silent for a second, before he dropped the happy charm and replied in a cold professional tone, "I'm listening." Hopefully, this doesn't come back to bite me in the rear.

Perspective change Neil, setting Bullhead Shipyard.

As I arrived at the port, I showed them my ID and they let me through. Even though one of the staff members offered to push me, I declined. "Now, I need to find the Vol type ships, which were very resistant to the cold of the mountains in Atlas, series number 7113 – A." I said aloud to no one in particular. It took me about an hour before I found the Vol types but I eventually had to ask an attendant where this specific ship was. She had brown curly locks and a tan complexion, maybe about 20 years and was the spitting image of a beautiful young woman. "I'm sorry sir, but that ship is in the private docks; I can't let you go there." Now I was getting frustrated until suddenly, a voice shouted out, "Janet wait, this is the young man!" Seemingly from nowhere, a man in a lab coat ran up to us, out of breath. Once he straightened himself after catching his breath, I was able to get a decent look at him. He looked to be in his late twenties, 6 feet tall with a medium build, with clean-shaven face and messy red hair. Although, the hair looked dyed and unnatural, it still did compliment his look. I looked back over to the attendant and she was currently blushing mad, from embarrassment, shame, or from something else, I wouldn't know. She started to stamper out multiple sounds before she managed to form a cohesive sentence. "D-Dr. Volatile, I'm s-sorry Sir, I didn't k-know that he was the one that you were looking for." He shook his head and simply said, "Its ok, I didn't really say that he was kind of... crippled." Suddenly he gained a look of alarm. "No offence of course Neil, in fact, I myself used to be chair bound." He then lifted up his pant leg to show a mechanical plate and other pieces of machinery. "This runs all the way up my spine to my neck and allows me to walk again. Are you sure you don't want the procedure Neil? I mean compared to complete mechanical replacement for a limb, that would be cheap." He explained with an earnestly confused look on his face.

I looked back down at the leg that was now covered before looking back up at his face to ask the question that was on my mind, well two. "Ok.. First question is, why you are here personally to pick me up, and two how did that," I pointed to his leg, "Happen?" He then motioned with his hand for me to follow him and he took out his scroll for a quick second, typed something before putting it away and smiling. I looked over to my side and saw that the attendant was following us. Turning back to him when he started speaking again, "Well I knew, that the situation with Janet would happen, as it has happened multiple times." He glared at the attendant with a mix between mock and serious glare. All Janet did was blush, again I don't know if it was from embarrassment or something else but I didn't really pay it any mind. When we came to a door with RESTRICTED ACCESS blazing red above it, Volatile ran up with his scroll in hand and put it next to the door, shortly after, the sign changed from RESTRICTED ACCESS to ACCESS GRANTED (which looks eerie in red). I saw some stairs and almost face palmed if Janet hadn't hit a button on the side that turned it into a cargo lift big enough for my chair. When we reached the bullhead, it looked like it either was just out of the factory or had been waxed clean.

Inside the Vol Type Bullhead 7113-A

The furniture was brand new and there was even refined wine in the corner. While most Bulkheads are Transport models, which are designed to travel with the bulk of cargo, the Vol models are like private jets. The Vol models are not big at all, only really designed for five passengers, a pilot and copilot and with luxuries and/or equipment. Considering they are often retrofitted to last in the extreme conditions and since, the facility is near the top of Mt. Decay, adding any extra cargo would be borderline dangerous. The mountain was named for its dark jagged mountaintop compared to the white snow that covered most of it. Volatile cleared his throat and simply said. "I will tell you the answer to your second question after we arrive at our destination. General Ironwood said that you were perfect for this type of Grimm research. Suddenly, I heard the pop of a cork and I looked over to see Janet pouring three glasses of an expensive looking wine. She brought the first two over to us and then went back to get hers. "I propose a toast, to a new partnership, assistant, and hopefully friend." Volatile said with glee as he downed his glass and immediately went silent as he fell asleep. Then Janet drank hers, looking affectionately at Volatile before walking over with shaky steps and huddling up next to him. Oh, so that is their relationship, should have known better. I thought as I looked at the glass in my hand. Isn't it early for a toast? I was hesitant to drink it but then I heard Janet say. "It's going to be a long ride there, so you might as well get some rest, do you need me to take you to your room? It's the second on the left." I don't know how she managed to say that without slurring her speech considering how strong this stuff looks.

I nodded and one hand wheeled myself to the room. It was just a regular room, just a bed and dresser for extra clothes and a nightstand. I packed my bag earlier and I forgot it was hanging off my chair. Placing the drink on the nightstand, I got into my night cloths, if you can even call them that. It was just a pair of shorts and that was it. I laid my bare back against the bed's headboard and tried to relax after dragging myself onto the soft covers. However, I felt restless for some reason, so I grabbed the wine of the table and downed the thing in one long sip. This thing isn't strong at all, why did I- I was stopped mid thought by the fact that I felt woozy. Damn it, that woman drugged us, I thought the doc was just a lightweight. I tried to concentrate my aura into my head to try to clear out the narcotics but I did not have as much control of my aura that I wanted. Maybe there's something on the rim of the glass and put it to my nose, I recognized the smell. Blood Blossoms mixed with Dialect, crap, this is bad. Only two people are allowed access to Blood Blossoms legally, the Atleastian Military, and recreational use for those with small aura reserves, while, Dialect is an all-around Illegal Narcotic. Before everything slowly faded to black, I looked up and saw that cursed woman standing in the doorway, with her finger on her lips in a silencing gesture. Unable to hold up my head anymore, I let my Dreamscape activate.

Perspective change, Janet Jewel

That was easy, I thought as I looked back over at my love and partner Reginald Volatile who was fast asleep. Better call to check in. I grabbed my scroll and called my boss, Jason Discord, he was a normal looking executive with a jolly attitude when you got to know him, but, he is all about business and his own personal gain. "Jewel Reporting Sir." I stated when I heard his voice. "Good job, now keep a good eye on both him and the good Doc. If Project VALE's greatest secret gets out, then, this new Grimm could have our hides." He stated with that serious voice. "I know that the good doctor already knows but still why should he be knocked out as well." I asked confused. Then I heard chuckling on the other side of the phone. "Jewel, you are my best agent, I thought you would like a little of a 'stress reliever' for a bit." He said with, if she could picture it, a stoic face. I was in complete shock, surprised, until, I could feel my face falling into a sadistic smile. "Thank you sir, but what about the boy? If his dreamscape can contact Grimm, wouldn't it be bad to let him sleep? I mean the entire reason we knocked him out was so that he couldn't hear the project screaming in pain. That is, if the hypothesis is correct, in which he can now understand Grimm, he will get suspicious if we continuously drug him every night." I was extremely concerned for this circumstance, especially, if this boy truly is a sympathizer. "I will worry about that, you go enjoy your prize now, and when I say enjoy it, I mean it. You won't get any other days off like this one ever again." He said with a humorous voice. He then hung up and I looked towards Reginald. Proceeding to pick him up bridal style, considering I was a huntsman before, which was relatively easy. I then took him to his bedroom across from what would have been mine. Only one thing is certain, and it was that Volatile would be in for a surprise when he wakes up.

Ok that is a wrap people come back next week, you are working overtime as well so get a good rest, you are going to need it. Ok and if that last part confused you, it will come into play next chapter so don't think into it too much, also please leave a review about what you personally think of the characters, I need to know how you like each one anyway next chapter I will bust my but off to get it done next week in time for 15000 views, yep we are nearing that mighty number my faithful viewers.