Grimm

Ryan shook his head, surprised.

"W-what?"

The demon laughed.

"Yeah, that's right. Not here. You honestly think there actually is a tower? Don't tell me you're that stupid." The demon smirked, and awaited a reaction. "Yeah, there is none. Big whoop. I mean, I would waste my time and tell you the real story, but it would, well, be a waste of my time. The tower is a legend. That's really all you must know."

Ryan swallowed hard.

"Then what does that make you?!"

"Oh. I suppose curiosity was always blooming in you humans. Eh, what can I say. But uh, long story short, the name's Grimm. You probably recognize it." The demon called Grimm smiled upon speaking his name, taking pride in it.

Everyone gasped in shock, not saying anything in shock.

"When the God created the universe, he accidentally created me. Afraid of my power, he condemned me to live on Earth, quite possibly my father's least favorite creation. I've had my fair share of fun on this planet, although I'm concealed to this brazier," Grimm shot a look at his container, the large brazier. "The Pimponians worshipped me. The sacrifices your books tell to be for the tower were actually for me. They gave me strength. They thought I was God. Is it not odd the creatures of Grimm sprung up around the same time the Pimponians fell? Have you humans never thought of that?"

"Then... You fooled them!"

"Oh, good job, you can talk, finally." Grimm mocked. "You all are fools. No wonder I've been able to squeeze you all into the corners of the world."

Silence filled the room. No one dared to even groan in the presence of the beast, afraid of being destroyed.

"Ah, if only my old man could see me now," Grimm said, a pensive and melancholy look on his dark face. He turned to face his visitors. "Look, it was nice to have you over, but I'll have to absorb your souls. I need it to get out of this brazier, and to carry on with my plan."

Ryan stomped.

"No!" His eyes widened, as if shocked himself that he spoke up. "I will not allow you."

Grimm tilted his head. "Oh, brave guy, eh? Protecting his friends? Hey, I hope you know I can seep into your mind. I gotta say I've found some pretty interesting shit in there. Perhaps I shall tell your friends of you exploits?"

Ryan's hands rolled into fists and sweat rolled down his forehead.

"If- If it'll save us our lives..."

"Oh, it won't. You gotta fight for your lives. Perhaps I'll leave it to you to tell them why you brought them to your deaths... If you survive, that is. Although I'm immortal, I'm fair. I'll allow you to walk peacefully if you only survive."

Suddenly, spiders crawled from the ceiling, crawling over Jack and him only. He tried and tried to get them off, to no avail. Though no one else saw these spiders, they still saw Jack freaking out, and did not know why.

For Gavin, it was pieces of soggy bread being flung at him. (no surprise there)

For Geoff, it was zombified version of the same little girl: his daughter Millie.

For Michael, well, there was nothing. He merely flailed around, attempting to help the others.

For Ryan, the vision of a deformed creature from childhood nightmares approached him.

For Ray, his father, having abandoned him, had shown.

For Ruby, darkness begun to surround her, engulfing her. She could see nothing.

For Weiss, her power was drained from her. She became weak, leading to confusion and helplessness on her part.

For Blake, the room began to fill with water. She could not swim.

Yang, like Michael, saw nothing.

"Well. You are all certainly an odd bunch." Grimm thought aloud. "Your fears are surprising."

Ryan looked at the creature nearing hi, backed up to a wall.

"What have you done? W-what's happening?"

"Oh, did you forget I was a 'demon'? I have a semblance. I can make you guys hallucinate. Your fears. Have you read reports of this place? The same thing every time. Victims report seeing apparitions of their biggest fear."

One by one, everyone fainted as their fear quite literally overcame them. None of them could take the misery, so their bodies shut down. Only Michael and Yang stood, hopelessly trying to help up their teammates.

"Oh, I suppose you have no fear? Interesting."

"What have you done?" Yang shouted.

"Have I not just explained that?"

Yang breathed hard.

"Look, girl, you have an hour till they die. If they stay here, they'll definitely rot. Ya gotta take them out of here, if you want them to live. Of course, you have to prove your worth to me."

Michael stood up.

"Why do we have to prove shit to you?"

Grimm laughed.

"To save your teammates."

The room around the two began to blur out, until only a white plain surrounded both Yang and Michael.

They looked at each other for a moment, but quickly regained focus. Grimm's voice came from the sky.

"Choose."

The bodies of Ruby, Ryan, and Blake formed in front of them.

The two looked nervously at each other, hesitating.

"Go." The voice boomed again.

Yang shook her head, pushed Michael aside, and tugged on Ruby's arm. She, Ryan, and Blake disappeared.

"Selfish. Okay." Grimm said to himself.

She blushed, and Michael shook his head.

"Be more sensible." He whispered into Yang's ears.

Their surroundings changed again. A rainy backdrop began to form around them. It looked like the streets of Vale.

A man and a woman walked through Michael and Yang, as if they were ghosts. The scene was very depressing.

The couple turned around.

"Where is my baby?" The woman asked Yang. She jumped back.

"W-what?"

She shook her head, and looked at Michael, grabbing at his collar.

"Where... Where?!"

The man suddenly rose his fist.

"I know you know!" He spat. Yang shook her head.

"No, no! N-No."

The woman dug her face into her hands.

"My baby..."

She sobbed.

"WHY?" Suddenly she looked up. Her face was very different. It seemed to be deformed where her hands were. "WHY WON'T YOU TELL ME?"

Her face began to sink and melt. Yang jumped back, whilst Michael kept his stance, trying to keep a straight face as he watched the disturbing image. Yang began to breath heavily, but followed suit, standing her ground like Michael. It was not real.