Hey, guys I am back with another chapter, just so you guys will know I am going through a rough time right now in real life. I won't go into detail but home issues are among them so until things are sorted out this will be the last chapter you see from me in a month or two so sorry in advance. And now for reviews.
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Ok now that, well that is done I will now continue with the chapter, now be warned this chapter is not for the squeamish, so if you don't think you can handle it, just scroll down extremely fast until you see the third perspective change.
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Fluffy speaking
Narration and Speech
Thoughts
Perspective: Danny Fenton, Setting: A dark room, 3 days later
My name is Danny Fenton, my name is Danny Fenton, my name is Danny Fenton. I repeated, trying to block out the pain by focusing on remembering what I could about who I am. I am Danny Fenton, I have a brother named Phantom, and I think at lea-AH, that stings! I could feel the blade still inside me. My brother has awesome powers. I can't remember anything else, not even who my parents. No matter how hard I tried, while I could remember Phantom and I, everything else is blurry.
"How long have I been here? What date is it? Why can't I remember anything at all?" I wondered aloud with a scratchy, hoarse voice. From all the screaming I have been doing, part of me is still surprised I had a voice. Daily whippings and eviscerations tend to have that effect on people. "God if you're out there, please tell me what did I do to deserve this, why did I live while you made phantom move on, why did I have to stay in this cruel world of pain and misery?" I pleaded for an answer, for someone to save me, but nothing responded. I began to play with the idea that I was in hell, that this was my punishment for some sin I could no longer remember.
Suddenly, I heard the door open, the lights flickering on. I could not tell time anymore, because I was always in darkness. However I did know that is was either; short and painful or long and painful and repeat. Now, I am assuming is was time for another session, probably a long one...
Like I said, she walked through the door, looking at me with that twisted smile again, but something was new; there was someone else with her this time. A woman that looked like she was in her early 20's, with amber eyes, raven black hair, and a red dress with orange trimmings. She looked both excited and fearful, but also cautious of me, not that I could do anything to her. I looked at them both calmly, for I had long ago accepted that escape was impossible.
"My queen, what am I looking at if I may ask? This is just a simple human boy, what could be so special about him?" The woman in the red dress asked my captor.
"Oh, he is much more than a mere human, allow me to demonstrate." The supposed queen sneered, grabbing a knife off the table next to the door, approaching my table, and stabbing me right in the heart, directly beside the other knife.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" I screamed in pain as she pulled out the other knife and stabbed me right in the heart again, then pulled it across my chest. I heard wreaching and looked over with tears in my eyes to see that the red dressed woman had finished vomiting into a trash bin that was used to dispose of the dull and broken knives or blades when they became useless.
"Now watch." She commanded as she pulled the woman in red off the ground to watch my body repaired itself in mere moments to the point where no one who had not seen it would know I was injured.
"Incredible, I have never seen aura healing to that extent, let alone that fast! Does it have no limits?" The guest asked, clearly awestruck.
Suddenly, my captor grabbed six wooden stakes and drove one into each of limbs and two into my chest, making sure to strike deeply. Though I had run out of tears long ago, the pain was still as excruciating as it was from the start. My tormentor then moved to the other side of the room, grabbed a bucket of something and a vial of purple liquid, and opened a hatch in the floor. Suddenly, something was rising upwards, crawling up from whatever depths had held it. Its flesh, if it could be called that, it was so dark that I thought that the lights in the room had been extinguished. My captor then poured the vile of purple liquid over the thing, which began to retreat into its hole. Not letting it leave her sight, she threw the contents of the bucket at the being, which was filled with more black liquid. As soon as it splashed onto it, the creature started to screech (somehow), and retreated back into the hole.
The woman in red was currently watching in fear, most likely caused by the black colored sludge thing. She then turned towards me, eyes roaming my body, taking in the way I was being crucified. She looked like she wanted to hurl again, but must have decided against it when she looked back towards the pale woman. Suddenly, my captor spoke up.
"Cinder, what I've been working on is a weapon.
A weapon so powerful that it should be able to conquer all four kingdoms within a year, maybe two.
A being made out of a morphing metal nigh indistinguishable from a fluid.
It can be as strong as reinforced titanium when it wishes, but remains able to morph its body as easily as you draw breath. It also has a slight magnetic field.
This gives it access to a host of other abilities, from tampering with electronics to bending the earth to its will.
It can change the color of its body to mimic clothing and skin, even being able to add Faunus features. This makes it able to mimic anything it so chooses, any man, woman or child.
It can even read the minds of others and communicate telepathically, by simply sticking part of itself into a human's brain undetected.
I have also made it forcibly absorb the knowledge of the entire history of the planet, Grimm, Human, Faunus, it does not matter, it knows all and is able to manipulate any one and anything to help kill and destroy everything.
It could become indistinguishable from the rest of the water in a pond, or gain the acidity needed to eat through any defense! The greatest feature, however, has to be its immortality. Even if it is ever blown to bits, it will melt back together and reform, ready to fight.
However, I do not want it to have the ability to rebel, so I have adjusted its mental capacity. It must only obey the orders of the one who has the most influence over the Grimm, in other words, me." She explained with so much confidence, one would assume it was arrogance.
Suddenly, the creature was crawling back from the depths, but its form had changed drastically. It was now 8 feet tall, and sported a lithe, vaguely humanoid shape. Even with those changes, it remained jet black from top to bottom. Its body rippled, almost as if it was trying to familiarize itself with its new form, causing the light to shift and ripple along its 'skin'. Its face was smooth, with just two bright yellow orbs for its eyes, which seemed to be directed at my captor. The pale woman then pointed at me and said one simple word "Attack."
I began struggling against the steel restraints, but with the stakes literally punched through my body adding extra friction and pain that was already draining my meager strength. It was about as effective as trying to tunnel through titanium with a wooden spoon. When it started to move towards me, I was filled with terror. The adrenaline allowed me to rend the titanium on my left arm restraint from the table it held me to, ripping the muscles in my arm in the process of pulling it past the stake lodged in it. It was too late though. The creature was in front of me. With my left arm hanging loosely by my side, blood dripping from it. It was just standing in front of me. Just looking at me. Analyzing me.
"Somebody, please save me." I muttered in vain under my breath. The weapon then seemed to focus at the stakes in my chest, and using tendrils of black stuff coming out of itself, ripped them out of me, doing the same as my arm and legs. Even used its now-clawed arms to rip off the bindings that still held my limbs.
"What are you doing? Creature, you will attack and brutalize him, even kill him, or I will unmake you!" The pale woman yelled at the thing as it took me in its arms. Holding me close and huddling around me. As if to protect instead of hurt me. However, I was still terrified of it, so I curled up into as tight of a ball as I could and barely whisperd, "Please don't hurt me."
The thing seemed to hear me, as it relaxed its arms, giving me some breathing room. I looked up to see it with a concerned expression on its face (Somehow it looked like it was) when suddenly fire went up all around me and the pain returned.
I was losing consciousness in the protective arms of the weapon that was supposed to kill me. It was looking at me in surprised horror. My last thought before the blackness, was at least I have found a friend.
Perspective change Anamorphous Grimm-Metal Slime 5 minutes ago.
I woke up to feeling, I woke up to smelling, I woke up to living! I am alive. The queen must have finally completed me. I was overjoyed that I could breathe (somewhat) and feel. When I was still just that goo, I could only obey orders, but now I had a will, I must go and see my new mistress.
I then started crawling up the wall; I could control my body at will now. Wait, I am still too huge, maybe…...I can…...compress….and done. I was now just above 8 feet tall and I morphed my body into a humanoid form with long legs and arms, I morphed my hands and started to crawl up the empty 100-foot-deep tank by digging my new 'Claws' into the cracks of the glass that I made when I was careless. Soon, I was just below Queen and Servant.
I listened to her explanation of my abilities and I pulled/morphed my body up through the trap door. I then felt a massive aura in the room superior to the Queen. I walked past them looked around until my eyes landed on HIM. A human boy with multiple scares on his chest that is wearing blue jeans. He has almost as much power as the Queen, but still I must obey her. Once I heard the word "Attack" from my Mistress I moved fluidly quick towards the other presence and morphed my "arm" into a blade. I was about to attack when he suddenly tore off the restraint keeping his arm where it was but there was also a lot of blood draining from the arm as well. He had multiple wooden sticks shoved through his body. No matter, I will still follow what my Queen's command. I was standing now right in front of him and was about to kill him when I heard, IT. I heard him just barely say, "Somebody, please save me." and then I felt a new authority unlike ever before. His voice was like the tipping point for my choice of servitude. He was more important. His voice overrode the previous order from my mind and immediately replaced with a new one. I must help my new master quickly. He is losing a lot of blood and fast. I must keep him alive. I must protect him. I must SAVE HIM.
I then; using tendrils I made from my form, started ripping out the wooden sticks and also putting pressure on the puncture wounds when I suddenly felt them healing and I was also using my strength and malleable nature to pry the restraints off of my new master. I then cradled him in my arms to try and protect him. I then felt him tighten his form into a ball and I heard him just barely whisper, "Please don't hurt me." I then looked over at my former weak master and saw that her servant had raised her hand.
Aiming at me, fire spreads all around me but I felt no pain but my new Master.
He was reddening with burns and had fallen unconscious. How dare she attack master?!. He is the most important being in the world, in this world, in MY world. SHE WILL PAY WITH HER LIFE! I thought strongly then held Master close to me and morphed multiple blades, impaling tendrils, even hardening my body's morphed weapons so that they would kill. I was preparing to charge at the servant who controls fire.
When I heard the voice of the weak mistress, directed at her pawn.
"Cinder don't attack. The weapon cannot be harmed by normal means. We should just let it go. Although we can still attack the human." I held master closer to me trying to shield him. I can't attack weak mistress, it is against Grimm law. I thought hopelessly. She then said "However, we will allow you to take your 'Pet' back to your tank for the time being. He will get less food and water than usual (not that he got much anyway). Do we have a deal?" I have to do this, for Master's Safety. I nodded towards her deal and then I carefully lessoned my hold on him but kept a careful eye on them in case they broke the deal first.
I walked towards the hatch that separated my tank and the lab; I took in careful note about how the trap doors hinges were extremely sturdy. However it could still be blocked off one way. Knowing this I walked over and before I jumped in, I stomped my foot down on the lid with increased pressure and then jumped while binding my foot to it. This caused it to stay with me as I fell through and broke the trapdoor while also keeping it shut. Quickly maneuvering myself under master so that I would cushion the impact for him.
I was blown into thousands of little pieces but I kept him above me so that he would not be hurt. I then reformed and compressed myself again back into my 8-foot tall humanoid form, still holding Master. He was asleep, and his wounds were healing, that was good.
I walked over to a corner of my tank, and sat down cross legged like the way humans do. I laid him down on my lap while also carefully rolling him out of the ball position he was in. When his spine was straight and body turned towards the side, I had hundreds of thousands of my tendrils weave together to form a type of Fur Blanket over him, while heating the specific temperature of the 'blanket'. I sat there with Master for a long time, just listening to the music of his breathing, feeling the rhythm of his heartbeat, the coolness of his body. It was perfect harmony to me.
Suddenly I felt shuffling from the blanket. It seems Master is awake. I thought and looked down, he looked extremely pale so I toned down the heat from the blanket. He then opened his eyes and looked around, and seemingly unaware of what has transpired. I had used this opportunity to slip an extremely small portion of myself into one of the deep cuts that were made some time ago, yet had not healed
on his skull, which still went through the bone now. Normally, from what weak mistress said, I could sneak in undetected, that is only through the ear though and would cause master pain so I decided directly into the brain. I will finally be able to speak to master. "Huh? What happened?" Master asked horsly yet calm.
Perspective Change: Danny Fenton
I woke up with a warm feeling over my chest and limbs, it felt woven, so possibly a blanket or maybe a trap. I opened my eyes, looked around, seeing as I was in a gigantic glass tank, and not strapped to what I liked to call the X stand. "Huh?what happened?" I spoke aloud.
Suddenly a female voice lit up in my head. Master, you are awake. "Who said that?" I did Master, behind you. I looked behind me to see the thing from before, its arms were around me and its hands had turned into the blanket I was currently under. The blanket itself was extremely fluffy and comfortable. I am glad I could make you comfortable Master. What? "Did you just read my thoughts?" I asked amazed at how she could do it. Yes Master, I am able to speak to you telepathically, which includes being able to read your thoughts. I hope that I am not intruding on anything. She 'said' honestly yet catiously. "Oh no, you are not intruding. I have done this before with my brother. His name is Phantom, and he has these awesome powers. Well I had a brother, he passed on when we both agreed on su-su-suicide." I said with tears coming out, apperently i still had some. I continued to cry for a few minutes, all the while she was holding me, even changed the blanket into a cocoon, trying to comfort me. After I had stopped, I heard her voice. Don't cry Master, there have been rumors about a strong Grimm named Phantom, helping others of our kind.
What she said filled me with some hope. Maybe this phantom was my brother. Maybe like me, he was brought here, wherever here is. "What is your name?" I asked her hoping to find out something to call her. Well we Grimm are actually forbidden from ever having names, we normally tell each other apart from smell or physical characteristics. We are never named, having a name is the highest honor that a Grimm can have in his/her lifetime. "You can't have a name? That is terrible, well I will find a name for you eventually, maybe. Um, does it matter what type of name it is? Also what is this Master thing, you should be free?!" I asked because I had a slight idea, and I did not want to offend her. The reason I call you Master is because I was created to serve the one with the most influence over us and I can sense that you have more influence than the weak Queen that rules by cruelty. She explained, pausing for a few seconds before continuing. Master you would not offend me, it does not matter what the name means or represents, a Grimm having a name is equivalent to having power equal of the queen. "Well, how about Fluffy?, because you are the most comforting and caring person I can ever remember, well besides my brother of course." I stated the name and it was true, after I had lost most of my memories, I only had Phantom and Me to keep me going when I found this place and was captured. Only Phantom's feats and brotherhood was the only thing left in my mind.
Suddenly, she picked me up absorbed the blanket back and was spinning with me against her chest, she was dancing and twirling with happiness. She then stopped and hugged me tightly but carful as to not hurt me and said. Master you are the kindest being in the world, thank you so much, I love the name, this is the greatest gift you could have ever given me. Thank you, thank you, thank you Master. Your welcome Fluffy, everybody deserves a name. Getting used to the mind speech. After that, I felt tired and went to go lay down and sleep in the corner. When I suddenly tripped, however before I fell and almost hit the floor, a tendril from behind me grabbed me, and pulled me back. It turns out Fluffy had grabbed me before I fell and was caressing my chest and looking over my entire frame just to protect me. Master you are not hurt are you, please tell me you are not hurt, I couldn't live with myself if you get hurt in my presence, please don't be hurt ple—Fluffy, I am fine, you saved me from falling and saved me from getting hurt, I said to stop her rambling. She then walked over to the corner carrying me again and setting back up the makeshift bed by laying me on top, and creating the blanket again. I soon fell to sleep feeling for the first time in about at least a month finally safe. Gooodnight Fluffy. Goodnight Master.
Perspective Change: Salem the next day
Why and how could that stupid pile of goop rebel against me, that boy cannot have more power than me I am the queen of the Grimm, I have the most authority. I am going to have to check back over the formulas again; in the meantime, I guess I can watch how the weapon plays with her pet.
I was currently walking down the flight of stairs reaching the glass containment cell that the weapon lives in. the glass is 23' thick and layered in 3' thick glass intervals. It was also 100 feet tall, 70 feet wide, and 85 feet long. The weapons volume had been all the way to the top, but it compressed itself to an 8-foot form. Which means that it compressed the total volume of 595,000 cubic feet of itself. That is impressive, and it means it can expand itself and create weapons with a much longer reach than possible. I then walked through the doors to the room; you see the glass was also one-way see through. I had sent Cinder and her cronies down here earlier to watch them as soon as possible. There was also audio systems in place recording the entire time the weapon and her 'Pet' had been down there.
"Cinder, what is going on with the weapon." I ordered and walked through the door to the chamber. I looked around and spotted Cinder's cronies sitting down watching through the class closely I looked past them at a staircase, which reached the observation deck. I reached them and saw Cinder at the console watching down on them from above; she had the headphones on to hear what the Pet said. I walked over and stood beside her; she looked at me and looked startled before taking off the headphones. "Mistress, I did not hear you come in, please forgive me?" She asked with fear evident in her eyes. "I shall forgive you, but never let it happen again." I said while enjoying the pure terror that danced in her eyes at the unannounced threat, but enough of that, time to ask.
"Cinder, how is the weapon and her 'Pet'? Has she killed him yet? or at least caused him pain?" I questioned hoping that the torture doll was still being punished. "Sorry Mistress but the weapon and the boy have only been sleeping, cuddling, or even playing, and when we gave the boy the food, bare minimum needed to survive, he gave half of it to the weapon and would not stop until the weapon ate. To be honest it is quite confusing about how this thing behaves around the boy, almost mothering or even obsessive about keeping him safe." Cinder stated with confusion.
I grew angry at that, time to ask the next one. "Have you had any luck extracting the boy from the weapon for another 'session'?" Cinder looked fearful for a second before answering, "Nothing yet, we have tried the sound cannon, which it did destabilize it for a second and emerald was able to grab the boy and run to the exit of the tank but it pulled itself back together and stretched longer than it should have and blocked her path.
It then grabbed him, pulled him against itself, and tried to kill Emerald, if Mercury had not blasted it a second time with the cannon, Emerald would have been dead. It seems to be obsessed with the boy, and even allowed itself to take 3 full 20 second blasts, consecutively which should have made it at least go unconscious (despite being a blob it, still likes to sleep) but it refused to stay down until the boy was away from them." She paused and then continued, "Mercury told me and Emerald that during the 20 second bursts firing from the cannon, He was screaming 'Please stop you're hurting her' and this is what made mercury stop firing the first time. The kid had suddenly jumped up in front of the blob and when the next wave hit, he was sent flying across the tank and made a giant spider web crack when he smashed into the wall. That put him unconscious but not before whispering 'Please don't hurt her anymore.' It now seems that the boy is not a 'Pet' but more rather towards the zone of either 'Friend' or 'Family'. Cinder stopped for a second. Silently asking if she should continue because I was so mad I think steam was coming out of my ears. I nodded and she continued.
"When he went unconscious, the weapon went into what mercury called 'Rage Mode' it started to rapidly spread out tendrils of itself and was smashing everything around it. It grew blades and claws and started to try to fight Emerald, its weapons moved around the blades of Emerald's Sickle-guns, actually morphing past them, it was able to stab Emerald in her right side just missing her right Kidney.
The only reason it missed it because she used her semblance. During this Mode, it was not affected at all by the cannon; in fact, it destroyed the cannon and cut off one of Mercury prosthetics. I could not risk losing my pawns so I told them to retreat and it was about to follow them up through the elevater but stopped and ran back towards the boy, holding him close.
However, the strangest thing was that boy was not healing the damage instantly more to that it was slowly healing over the course of minutes, and it just closed up about 5 minutes ago, the attempt was 3 hours ago." She finished her story and updated me with what was going on currently and as I looked over, I saw that the boy was laying on the weapons lap, sleeping.
However, the weapon's height looked shorter almost 6 feet, had normal size arms and legs. It was also gaining a more feminine figure, its hips were narrower, and there were two small lumps on its chest, it also made its body create strands of 'Hair' from its head creating that were as long as its lower back so probably 3 feet of 'hair'. The weapons eyes were also more close together, a small lump on its face, presumably its 'nose' and a thin line across its face, probably the 'mouth' as well as two 'ears' around the sides of her head. In fact, it was now assuming the form of a small female teen about maybe 16-17 years of age, its skin tone was turning from black to a tan, its 'Hair' is now a Purple iridescent, and the red eyes showing its Grimm side. The weird factor played in when it finished its transformation but did not add cloths or 'features' to itself. It just laid there with the boy sleeping with his head in its lap.
Suddenly, we heard Cinder's pawns going up the stairs. "Right now would be the time for the next infiltration, to try and remove the boy from the tank." Cinder explained. The doors opened and out came the two pawns of cinder, a male teen with silver hair, grey cloths, and prosthetic legs is named Mercury, and a female teen with emerald colored hair, brown skin, and biker cloths is named Emerald. Emerald said "Hey Cinder, we are ready to try again now-ow-ow-ow." She started then began stuttering because I was in the room but was proven wrong when they both crossed the room with their gazes fixed ahead and jaws drooling ajar. Mercury and Emerald both then chorused "Oh my god, hotness overload!" when they noticed that the weapon was 'naked', they both had developed nosebleeds and collapsed from bloodloss and mental stalling. I heard Cinder sigh and I then told her "I will be in my bed sleeping, at least try to make your pawns not as love-struck for the weapon, at least until we can get the boy again. I really need another torture doll soon." I really didn't care anymore, I just wanted to sleep away until something fun can happen. I wonder what is happening with the humans, hopefully they are at least in a panic.
Perspective change: James Ironwood, Atlas Academy
I stood, shoulders squared, in front of the communications relay as we waited for Ozpin to respond, Neil sat off to the side in his wheelchair, to give his account. The terminal buzzed to life, revealing Ozpin and his helpers on the other side.
"What's this all about James?" The headmaster of beacon inquired. His face was set into a calm smile, but I could see the seriousness in his eyes.
"We need to prepare our forces." I stated. "A new species of Grimm has appeared near Atlas, one capable of decimating team ONYX with ease and commanding other Grimm." This got everyone's attention, well besides a specific drunk alcoholic.
"You got to be kidding me." Sneered Qrow. "You expect us to believe that?" he stated with a flask in his hand, although it did not have alcohol so probably something to help him get over his hangover. Glynda was also glaring at the drunk, but snapped her attention back to me when Ozpin motioned to for me to continue.
I glared at Qrow but I could slightly understand his disrespect. My soilders were not always the disciplined bunch that I know (or at least hope) are now defending humanity. "As Neil here can attest," I said, gesturing to the recently retired huntsman, "This Grimm is very real."
Ozpin, Glynda, and Qrow's eyes all widened at the sight, surprised to see such a strong hunter in such a shape. More specifically, Ozpin had his face now in a sneer at the misfortune of what had happened to the most mature of team ONYX. Glynda was close to losing her composure, and was analyzing the damage that has been sustained to Neil's legs. While Qrow was slack jawed before taking out a bottle and chugging the thing down.
"Are you ready to listen now, or are we going to waste more time?" I demanded. When no one immediately responded, he nodded to Neil to repeat his account of the fight with the Dracolisk.
Lets hope that we can get some reinforcements to take this thing down I thought while Neil told his story.
Okay People that is a wrap, lets clean up and get some dinner. Ok now hopefully that this chapter was good and now we meet Fluffy, the most powerful weapon in the world, and completely obsessed with Danny (you want to know how much think Yandere obsessed), and now Emerald and Mercury are love-struck (God help us all)
The next chapter will be about Phantom again also another scene with Fluffy and Danny, and possibly a fight scene in the next chapter but don't get your hopes up I need to set the scene also about the reason Danny is losing his healing, that will be explained in one to two chapters.
Also review if you have any questions, along with telling me what you think of this chapter, also of what you people think of Fluffy and Danny, and how it will play out in the future.
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