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And without further ado.

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Grimm

In the last moment before my mind slipped into an emotionless husk hell bent on survival, a stray though floated through my mind.

... ... why do even Grimm get to have more emotion that me?

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Cameo is extraordinary. Without a doubt there exists a gulf between him and the average. He was born with an extraordinary muscular structure, even at a young age he was stronger than the strongest years older than him. Mentally also, Cameo matured quicker than his peers and posses great talent in certain fields. Where as others would panic Cameo was calm, even with a gun to his head, which was unfortunately proven in his early years.

When others were crying over skinned knees, Cameo was gritting his teeth with broken knuckles. When boys were pulling pig-tails for attention, Cameo was loosing his virginity. When his peers were flexing there biceps, Cameo was hiding abs that belonged to someone far older. When fellow students were making dick jokes, Cameo was weight training. When Others found going to the gym was cool, Cameo was earning money as a blue collar worker. When... ...

The list goes on.

Be it physically, mentally or even emotionally Cameo far surpasses the average.

Unfortunately.

He was born in the wrong age.

All his advantages, all his blessings, all his talents pale in comparison to one instinct. His instinct to fighting, his pure synergy with combat.

Cameo can turn every little thing into an advantage when fighting. All his experiences and training 100% devoted to a few moments of combat. The results are terrifying.

Unfortunately, he has only found release a few times in his life.

Which is why I say he was born in the wrong age. They say the pen is mightier than the sword, and it hasn't rung truer than in today's world. The strengths of Cameo pales before the strength of machine. The mind of Cameo pales before the mind of machine. The worth of Cameo pales before the worth of the masses. And the masses rejects Cameo's instinct for violence.

"It is wrong!" they will say. "It is bad!" they will shout. "It is to be controlled" they will condemn.

Thus Cameo stifled himself.

He found minor outlets in martial arts, physical labor and sex, but it could only sate his appetite briefly. Those pathetic moments of respite were what Cameo lived for. To the proud Cameo it was disgusting to think about, to be a beast that only lived for sex and action.

Cameo was by no means a morally uptight person but due to experiences in his childhood he abhors gangs, mafia and other underground organisations so getting the connections to be a pro hit man was improbable. Cameo has killed humans before and he didn't mind it much, yet another thing that set him apart from the norm.

In his despair Cameo seriously considered suicide. Yet didn't, due to dying wishes of his friends of sweet childhood.

Cameo's childhood was fucked up.

Cameo had planned to become a soldier after finishing College (another promise made for his friends), after all being sniped and dying is different from suicide and dying, loopholes.

Yet the fates are strange.

*HOOOOOOOOOWL!*

Very strange indeed

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I will not run.

Only half turning, making myself a smaller target and making it easier to roll to the sides, I stared down my hunter.

Prepare.

Sinking down slightly with the bend of my knees, placing more weight on the back foot I took a stance best for countering and dodging.

Observe, observe carefully.

The Grimm is wounded. If not I wouldn't have dared to take a countering stance. It was hard to see before but now I can see rather vicious claw marks on its hind. It's right foreleg is also wounded but to what extent I can't tell.

Do not back down.

I can tell it's a Beowulf and quite young, it has a bone mask but no other bone spurs or armor. Only a slightly higher level than the Beowulfs in Red trailer. Given their proportions to little Ruby they should stand at 1.75 meters, hunched at 1.30 metre. As I'm only slightly taller than the hunched Grimm I should be 1.45 metre tall at 13 which sounds right.

*Pounce!*

React!

Faced with the Beowulf overexcited pounce I didn't panic, instead I once again employed one of my greatest talents: relaxation. Funnily enough when the entire body reaches a state of complete relaxation you fell heavy, like there are lead weights attached to you limbs. My entire body dropped to the floor but my eyes stayed fixed on target. Gastronomic and soleus muscles all but liquidized, turning into muscle puree coiled like a liquid spring.

Since the Grimm went high, I'll go low.

My acceleration was even better than I remembered, maybe due to having a smaller body. I reached my target in less than half a second. The Grimm's injured right foreleg.

Coming in from the front and keeping close to the ground I hugged the appendage as I went past. Briefly stopping under the mid leap Grimm for less than 0.25 of a second, I exited to the left between it's right foreleg and blackleg. All whilst hugging it's wounded foreleg.

*Snap* *Twist* *Crack*

Letting go of its leg I stopped in a crouch as I watched the Grimm snap through the place I occupied little more than a second ago.

*Crack!*

And promptly landed on its right foreleg that had been twisted completely 360°.

"Hawwwooooool~!"

And let out a satisfying howl of pain.

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What Cameo just did was maybe the best thing anyone could have done in his position. Using minimal strength to obtain optimal results whilst also coming out unscathed. Cameo used the Beowulf's momentum against it when he hugged the foreleg, even if he just continued forward whilst hugging the leg it would still have dislocated and maybe it's bone would break. But when Cameo twisted it outwards he all but confirmed a snap, now add on that it was already injured?

The results were instead of facing a wounded Beowulf he was facing a wounded Beowulf that was now crippled and temporarily dazed.

Almost the instant the Beowulf landed Cameo was already rushing from behind, determined not to waste it's dazed state.

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From the moment Cameo saw the Grimm to the moment the Grimm landed, movement crippled, all took slightly less than 7 seconds in total.

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AN...

... ... ... Mind dead... ... ...

*Cough cough*

So that's that then, took almost a week to poop this out and I'm still not fully satisfied.

But that's my first EVER fight scene done, or half done, should be finished next chapter.

I have also sort of decided on a schedule of two chapters per week maybe three if they're short.