" Are you okay darling" Sounded a familiar voice " Damm, what happened?" asked the Beheaded, " Well darling, you got killed, something your undead self should be used to by now" replied the Tailor, " But how" stuttered the Beheaded " Well I suppose you got your immortality" said the Tailor " the Panacea?" Said the Beheaded shock present in his voice. " The Panacea," said the Tailor said, smirking. Soon after a warped smile collected across the Beheadeds features, followed by a crackling laugh. "Don't be so excited, not yet darling. " Said the Tailor, handing the Beheaded a Shovel. "Thanks," said the Beheaded, Grabbing the Shovel, before exiting the warehouse.
" It's okay Neo," said Roman, trying his best to comfort his adoptive daughter. It truly wasn't, for once she had found someone who she could talk to, who could understand her accursed speech, and now her silence had returned. "Leve me" Neo signed. " Very well," Roman said, sadness evident in his voice. As soon as Roman left, Neo Resumed her silent sobbing. Why did the Beheaded die? She wondered He seemed skilled enough to survive. Wiping away a handful of tears. Perhaps I can find another person I can talk to. "Maybe," she said Before she collapsed into tears again.
" How's Glynda's condition," asked a concerned Qrow, " She's currently comatose, we don't think she will die, but it's still up in the air whether or not she'll walk if she regains consciousness." said the nurse sorrowfully. " I see," said Qrow "thank you," he said before walking off to his meeting.
" So what the hell happened?" Demanded Qrow. " He was extremely skilled, he was able to cause great damage to Glynda," said Ozpin, clearly struggling with his words. " And how did you manage to defeat this grim?" asked Ironwood " I defeated this grim by using the stored time inside the long memory," said Ozpin. " Dammit '' muttered Ironwood. " Do you think that this thing was a one off?" asked Qrow. " I do think so, she must have put a substantial amount of resources to create such a powerful grim." " I hope for all our sakes," said Ironwood.
AN: I'm back, sorry for the extreme delay, I was simply suffering writers block. How ever I am motivated again to write.
Once again I am sorry for the small chapter, I felt it was better to do this than wait another week or so. I hope to see you again some time next week. Have a good day.
