Second Generation: A Tale of Racism, Romance, Revenge, and Relics

by VerseWarden

Ten years after the Battle of Salem, Remnant society is beginning to rebuild. While many lives were lost, they were not in vain. Now, as Grimm activity and crime is at an all-time low, something is reawakening the forces of darkness. it is up to the new generation of Huntsmen and Huntresses to save Remnant once again.

35. Chase

"Hey. Get up. We need to keep moving."

As everyone slowly rolled out of bed, they were greeted by the harsh Vacuo sun and the swirling clouds of dust. The tents that had been pitched before found themselves being completely uprooted, ready to be set down for the next night.

So, the students pressed onward toward the purported hideaway of the Underground. After a quick breakfast, they continued their journey through the deserts. Eventually, the party began to grow weary and tired once again.

"Didn't we already pass that cactus before?" Cherie was the first to speak her mind, crying out in boredom. Damien immediately reprimanded the girl, claiming to know every inch of the region. They continued to traverse the barren realm until midday, when the sands were at their hottest.

As hope was dwindling for Mavi and the students, they began to slow down. Eventually, Damien stopped in a clearing surrounded on all sides by rocks.

"Guess what? We're here." Damien spoke out, and everyone else hastily stopped to catch their breath. "We're here, and you're all idiots."

Damien whistled sharply, and various people came out from behind the rocks, including a few familiar faces. India immediately recognized what was going on, and the claws quickly came out. However, she was stopped short when a loud noise echoed through the path.

"I've been wondering when you'd all show up. I've been meaning to get you back for what you did. Maybe now that I'm the one in control, you'll listen to me." Diamond quickly came out from behind one of the larger stones, brandishing her weapon openly like never before. Suddenly, another voice rang through the chaos.

"Princess, what did I tell you about thinking you were in charge here? Get back behind us. Let the real men do our jobs." A tall man with a mustache and auburn hair grabbed her by the wrist and threw her back.

A look of horror dawned on Orion's face as he realized just who he was dealing with. One by one, more people came out from hiding, including a true nightmare for Razz and Verse.

"Surprise! What else did you think was going to happen when you mess with the Underground?'