AN: Note at the end.

It had been a few weeks since he's been here. Been at this hell hole where they treated his people like lab rats instead of the wild beings that they were. Day in, day out they would take others and do these 'sessions' on them, seeing how they react when pushed far enough. Each one that came back was always filled with either fear or extreme anger, sometimes it was both. There had been times where they took him too, each time they were met with disappointment when he gave nothing but the usual snarl and growl. This last time though... this was the final straw that sent him into a berserk state.

They took numerous little ones from their cages and sent them upstairs, only a few had returned. He still remembered the screams of them as they cried out for someone to help them, he still remembered the sound of their dying whimpers and the wails of the parents as they heard their children leave this world. Out of the seven little ones in the cage in front of him, only three remained. If they wanted monsters, then he'd show them what kind of monster he was; he ran out of his energy from eating Grimm a couple of days ago after he spent the rest of his reserves healing his wounds. None of the guards dared to try and grab Buck from his cage after they saw him slam against it more often when he either saw them or caught a whiff of their scent. The other monsters were too weak to fight back from the lack of food they were receiving or the illness that infected their bodies from the poor condition they resided in. There were times when all the monsters in the cell block witnessed one of the guards beat one of the little ones for the fun of it, even taking sick satisfaction of the sheer look of anger on the other's faces. The guard saw Ares' face and made a fatal mistake, he went up to his cell and tried to shock it with his baton, only to find his arm dragged between the bars. The man could only watch in horror and agony as his arm was broken then chewed from the socket when Ares sunk his maw into it. Flesh and blood caked the bars and the ground below as the sound of screams filled the dark corridor, eventually the arm tore from its socket and the guard was left bleeding on the ground. The other monsters seemed to take extreme enjoyment in this action, sending roars full of excitement and gratitude but the other guards didn't. When they found out who tore their compatriot's arm off they proceeded to beat Ares senseless with their weapons.

That event happened two days ago. In response to his attack on the guard, they tightened security around him; a collar was placed around his neck to trigger an electrical shock from whoever held the button and the door on his cell was replaced with stainless steel. They did that to all the monsters, their doors were controlled with a set of controls from above, only time they would open is with a power failure. Guards came in frequently to keep an eye on him and taunt him but always left shortly after Buck gave a feral snarl at them, multiple monsters would often ask him questions regarding the wild and what it was like, and often he would describe it for them. His stories always seemed to lift their spirits a bit, even igniting some hope within them.

"Ares, some of them are coming." Buck sniffed the air.

"Let them come." Ares chuckled.

"You're not afraid? Of the tests and the pain?" Buck asked.

"They desire one thing, Buck. Fear. Those monsters upstairs want fear more than anything. Pretty soon... they'll know what fear is. They will see what true monsters can do, and when they do... they'll be praying to whatever god they worship to come save them." Ares said darkly. Buck suddenly went quiet when Dr. Miles walked in front of the cage with a guilt ridden expression on her face, these past few weeks had been hard on her and he could tell. All the monsters knew that she hated doing this but was forced to continue, this was made apparent when she came down on her own time and gave them all food, most of them snapped at her but others waited until she was gone to take it. It seemed after the fourth little one had died, only did she start to argue with her superiors about the treatment of them all. From that point on she had numerous bruises on her face and wrists.

"They are going to test on you today. I'll be there to oversee your procedure but please... don't try to resist or they'll take more than your blood." She pleaded. His glare didn't reassure her in the slightest; as the controller shook in her hand, she couldn't help but buckle underneath his gaze. Once his cell was unlocked and opened, she moved out of the way and went to the next one to the left of his and pulled out a severely weak Wraith. It was obvious that the poor monster wasn't going to last much longer since she wobbled every step of the way, her talons had been severed to prevent any harm to the staff while her clothes were just rags at this point. Ares went to the weakened monster and picked her up bridal style before following the doctor out of the cell block, regret was on his face as he did this as was it on the doctor's. As the two walked up the stairs, a bright light flooded their eyes before they adjusted and they were met with a sterile white labyrinth of hallways. They walked for a minute and could hear the pained screams of others, he stopped walking when he looked into one room and saw a couple of scientist place a sheet over a little one and write something on the clipboard before shaking their heads. His eyes turned a reddish orange when he saw the sheet start to turn red as the blood seeped through. These people were willing to test on children all for their sick gains?!

Flames started to build up the bottom of his throat as smoke poured out of his mouth the longer he stared. Ms. Miles could see the outcome if he blew up and tried her best to calm him down but only jumped back in surprise when he sent a glare so fierce at her she jumped in her skin. This wasn't the fury of an angered individual, this was the fury of something that would rip every scientist here to shreds and burn the establishment to the ground. His thoughts of the destruction of this place was interrupted when the Wraith in his arms coughed weakly, her arms fell to the side while her eyes were barely open at this point. She wouldn't survive this test, that much was obvious. They began to walk again towards the room but he took in every detail to remember when he made his escape, he would not die here in this hell hole, he would make it back to Sistine and the others. For the next several minutes they walked down a series of corridors until they reached a large room where numerous doctors and scientists stood while two clean tables sat there, waiting for the specimen. Guards littered the room in each corner and aimed weapons at him while he just sent a feral glare. Despite them seeing him numerous times and taunting him, they couldn't help but feel weary this time. Something about the way he carried that weakened monster and his eyes sent them on edge.

"Ah, the specimen is here. It seems he has brought someone else too. Such a good little dog, now if you'll be so kind as to place her on the table, we do need her body alive in order to get what we need." The doctor laughed, making Ares' eyes glow malevolently and smoke pour from his mouth. They sent him smug smirks thinking they've had control over him when he set her on the table but raised an eyebrow when he 'spoke' to her.

"They are beginning." He whispered.

"I don't want to go through it again... I just want to escape this hell." She whispered weakly. He could only send her a pitiful glance before setting his forehead against her's.

"I will make it painless as possible." He said somberly.

"I would normally be scared of death, but... I can't help but feel relief." She replied as tears leaked from her eyes.

"It's okay. Death is the next step to eternal happiness." He reassured her.

"For what it's worth, thank you... Goliath." She thanked and closed her eyes when he placed his hands on her chin and the back of her head. What happened next both shocked and angered the scientists in the room. He quickly snapped her head to the right and listened to the crack as her neck was broken, her eyes were still opened and he gently brushed his hand over them to close them. A small smile was on her face, almost as if her death brought her eternal peace. There was a loud bellow and he felt an immense force strike his back. Each strike hurt but his eyes were glued to the now deceased female that lie on the lab table. To see such an elegant, dangerous creature give up so easily was almost heartbreaking, it awoke something inside of him, it wasn't like when he lost his temper with everyone but a more deep feral, primal feeling. This was the feeling of an alpha who lost one of his own and couldn't do anything about what had happened. More blows struck his back and made him scowl but otherwise endure the pain.

"You fucking animal! Do you realize what we could have gotten from her?! Of course you don't! You're nothing but the bottom feeder of the food chain!" A scientist shouted as he hit Ares in the back again. As more blows struck him and made his skin bruise an ugly color, he finally had enough and quickly whirled around to face the man. His face was morphed into one of confusion before turning into agony when he felt a set of claws ram themselves in his eyes while the other latched themselves onto his lower jaw. Screams echoed throughout the room as a tearing noise could be heard before a loud disgusting snap and a body fall to the ground. Everyone could only stare in horror as they watched the body twitch uncontrollably before coming to a halt completely. They looked up to see the jaw in Ares' hand and him staring at it before chewing on the flesh around the teeth, blood splattered against the ground the longer he feasted on the jaw. Once he finished he looked up to a guard coming at him with a stun baton and a furious expression on his face. He managed to dodge the first strike but didn't count on the second one coming quick and knelt down in pain when he felt the electricity strike his stomach. The other guards were shaken out of their stupor and began to converge on him and strike him with their weapons, each having a small grin on their faces. They eventually stopped when the doctor behind them called them off and calmly walked towards Ares, kneeling down in from of him and smirking.

"I'm impressed that you've did that. I really am, but just think boy, you may be an apex predator out there but in here... you're nothing. You're just a simple victim in our grand research to finally combat the Grimm-" He stopped when he heard chuckling, before that turned into full blown laughter. Everyone in the room suddenly became weary when Ares slowly started to rise and stand to his full height before his hand suddenly lashed out and he lifted the doctor off the ground.

"Eyes, lungs, heart, intestines, kidneys, pancreas. There are so many snacks but so little time." He snarled out before his tongue seemed to elongate and slowly brush against the doctor's face, as if to taste his flesh. One of the guards made the mistake of recklessly charging in and widened his eyes when he heard a pained shout and heard something crack. He looked up to see Ares holding the doctor hostage while having a grin on his face. He reached in the doctor's pocket and saw the button that was controlling his collar, staring at it for a second before crushing it effortlessly. He suddenly sank his teeth into his shoulder and ripped his head up, taking a load of flesh and blood into his mouth before swallowing it all with a disgusting gulp. He ignored the screams of agony from the doctor and opened the door and entered the hall with the man dangling in his hand while holding his bloody shoulder; a sound of an alarm could be heard shortly after making him scowl. Shouts could be heard from down the hall and he saw guards with guns look in their direction and aim their weapons before firing at the two. He dove into a room with the doctor in his arms and slammed his foot on the door, closing it quickly before throwing the doctor across the room and going to the window and putting a locker in front of the door. Groaning could be heard and he turned around to see the doctor still holding his bloody arm, a feral grin stretched across his face and his mouth began to heat up. The doctor didn't notice the shadow above him until he saw the orange glow on the ground below, prompting him to look up to see Ares' mouth begin to glow with flames.

"Now, now. Let's not get to hasty boy." He tried to say while holding his hand out. He later screamed when Ares' jaws cleaved his fingers off then broke his arm, his screams of pain turned to wet gurgles when jaws clamped around his throat and began to thrash around. Ares was on all fours at this point with the doctor's throat in his mouth, he thrashed around and slammed him up and down before he dug his jaws deeper into his neck and felt the bone, giving an extra hard display of power he managed to break the neck with a loud crack. After a few seconds of growling he let go, the sound of banging could be heard and he looked towards the door and saw it shake as the guards slammed themselves against it. Looking around for anything useful, his eyes caught sight of something that made the feral side of him come out.

A massive generator that was left all alone.

"Hmm, I could go the stupid route and fight them now... but there's no fun in that, is there?" He asked to himself as he walked closer to the generator. There seemed to be a series of buttons that made no sense to him but it didn't matter. Buttons weren't needed when the whole thing was about to be destroyed. He sent a fist into the side and ripped it out before hitting it again, each time caved it in little by little until eventually he felt something spark against his hand. Numerous wires lied strewn against the machine before they were pulled out and thrown across the room. Red, flashing lights illuminated the room the longer he destroyed the generator before moving onto the next. He heard panicked shouts outside and the banging against the door quickened before all the lights went out as he slammed both his fists on the final generator. All the lights cut off and his eyes seemed to glow malevolently as he slowly turned towards the door when the banging stopped.

"The hunters become the hunted. And in this moment, monsters will rise and feast on their prey!" He roared loudly before charging the door

Buck was never really had a taste of real freedom or unhinged violence in his life. He was always kept back by the alphas of his pack or by judgmental others who would usually comment that he was too violent. The only time he managed to let loose was during the five day battle on Shear, when killing the ones who invaded his home brought him some sort of joy. Now don't get him wrong, violence wasn't always a good thing in his life. He often enjoyed lazing about in a magma pit or even watching the local wildlife go about their business, those types of things made him calm in during his life. Only when the humans and their ingenuity came, did he start to become a cold, violent monster that he was today; so fueled by hate and anger that he scared others away from him.

Then the hunters came to Shear. Only then did he truly let loose, but at a cost. He was too busy basking in the violence that he forgot to check on the eggs and the little ones. When he returned after destroying a settlement, he found smashed eggs and numerous little ones deceased. He was confronted by the pack and exiled until his death on the third day of the battle. Then... he woke up near the walls, naked and confused as to why he was one of these... disgusting beings who mistake ingenuity for destruction. Some people in white came and made him believe that he would get answers, but lo behold, he was their newest plaything for the next two years. They constantly put him to sleep and tested on him against others and would write things down that made his hate for them grow. It wasn't that he hated humans, no he found them curious creatures when they explored in their territory, but when they came in his it was a different story. They locked him in a reinforced cage to keep him from harming the guards and kept him from the others in the cell block, which stretched into hundreds by now. Then came the day a couple of weeks ago when a strangely docile savage Goliath was rolled in and was moved after getting in a fight with a corpse-eater. He was different, he reeked with the power and authoritative aura of a savage, never even backing down when he sent a glare that would scare most away. His stories lifted the spirits of the many monsters who were trapped in here, stories of the wild that wasn't quite like Shear but they could at least live in peace. That was the kind of life he wanted to live but probably would never due to the men and women upstairs.

His thoughts were suddenly cut when the lights cut off, making him growl in agitation. Both his eyes widened when the door clicked and slightly opened, making him take a tentative step forward and push open the door. Once he did, his ears perked up when he heard the sound of cell doors creaking and looked to see others shamble out of their cells before blinking in surprise that there were no guards rushing down. He turned his head to the right when he heard hopeful squeals and saw the remaining little ones quickly rush to their guardians, hugging them tightly and crying their little hearts out. Rotating his neck to get rid of the stiffness, he finally caught a good look at himself in the reflection of the cage. Nearly eight feet tall with sandstone skin, his hair was an unkempt mess of sandy hair also. Blue tribal tattoos littered his arms and torso while small protrusions jutted from the sides his lower jaw, like they were tusks. All of them turned their heads towards the stairs when they heard screaming, gunfire, and roars echo throughout the halls. One of the Goliath was slowly walking forward but was docked when Buck held him back and shook his head before turning his head back to the stairs.

All was quiet for a few minutes before they saw two figures fighting on the top of the stairs before one of them was thrown down. Their body tumbled down and eventually became a bloody heap in front of them, all of them saw it was one of the guards that would torment them on occasions. They turned their head back to the stairs when they saw Ares' bloody figure slowly and methodically step down the stairs before turning towards them while eating a human heart. The flesh around the heart stretched a bit when he pulled on it before slurping it up when it finally tore off of the section, how he missed the taste of a human.

"I assume you all are hungry?" He asked them all. None of them moved but the scent of blood and the fact that he was eating slowly got to them. They all heard groaning and saw the guard slowly shift before flipping onto his back and opening his eyes. After a minute of adjusting he caught sight of numerous eyes staring at him unblinkingly, making him try to scramble back but was docked when a Kraken wrapped its claws around his leg and pulled. Almost simultaneously, all the monsters bared their fangs and watched as the man tried to fight his way out but screamed when a Gorgon clamped her fangs on his leg, a Wraith started to tear into his chest while another Goliath clamped his jaws onto his wrist. More and more monsters started to dig into his body and shove mounds of flesh into their mouths. His screams echoed throughout the cell block as the monsters tore into his body like a sick buffet. Two Behemoths grabbed his arms and legs and began to pull apart, ignoring his pleas for them to stop, with one final and savage pull they managed to tear his body in half, splattering the floor with his viscera. More monsters gave in to their wild side and quickly shoved others out of the way for a piece of flesh.

They heard something drop near the stairs and creepily turned their heads, they saw Ms. Miles shakily stumble back and tried to turn tail but let out a panicked scream when a Wraith warped up to her and warped back to the spot she was at before throwing her down and use her claws to stab at her. Other monsters saw this and began to beat her senseless before they were roughly ushered aside by Ares when he sent various growls and snarls. She yelped in surprise when he gripped the back of her shirt and lifted her off the ground and into the air, staring into her eyes sternly before leading her over to one of the cells and throwing her in. He slammed the door shut and glared at her before returning to the others, who continued to fight over a piece of flesh before noticing him and moving out of his way.

"There's more food upstairs." He grinned.

"How much? The little ones need the food more than us." Buck said.

"Countless bodies of scientists, guards, and other fiends that work here. Everyone who tormented us, beat us, tested on us, even logging down our behaviors are nothing but food at this point." He said. The countless others nodded at this and licked their jaws at the thought of warm, succulent flesh that would soon enter their bodies and fill them with nourishment. Even Buck's stomach growled at the thought of food entering him, it had been a while since he's had any real food and not the slush that they would give on the trays when they fed him.

"What about her?" The corpse-eater said as he licked the bar and practically vibrated when he felt her shiver in her boots. She buckled underneath their glowing gazes and tried to shield herself from their snarls at her but eventually gave in a let out a terrified scream when she saw the corpse-eater thrust his hands inside and try to reach towards her.

"Leave her. There's plenty of food to go around up there, and plus... don't you want to taste the corpse of the doctor who was behind all of this?" He asked. The corpse-eater, along with everyone else, stopped when they heard that. He killed the doctor? They were free from the torment?

"Ares... are you sure it's the doctor?" Buck asked slowly.

"Of course. That slimy, arrogant, no good fuck put this damn collar on my neck. He and his little associates are the reason I'm here! He's the reason I'm separated from my family! HE'S THE FUCKING REASON I'M NOT NEAR MY SISTINE!" He roared savagely as pools of fire erupted from the bottom of his throat and threatened to spill had in not been for a calming hand on his shoulder. His gaze was locked onto the floor but he felt more hands on his shoulders and forearms and he looked up to see all the monsters outstretching their arms towards him, once his gaze fell over them he saw that each one bowed their heads. He knew what this meant, it was something his father had taught him before his passing, not only was this a big responsibility but it was also a big honor.

They saw him as their king.

There was only a few king of monsters on Shear, each one had done something that made them respected by all packs. Pack wars were rarely ever seen on Shear due to the custom the king has, no monster shall ever spill another monster's blood unless absolutely necessary. While fights between were allowed, it was usually over petty things such as territory, food, mating rights, and etc. Wars were strictly forbidden. Kings always saw their subjects as family and didn't want to see another killed over something trivial, but kings sometimes went against their own rules to ensure the survival of their family. Those who would openly defy the king and attempt to dethrone them was usually met with severe consequences, the worst being death while the best was imprisonment. It may have seemed like he was always distrustful of others, and usually that was the case, it was usually due to the fact that no one wanted a savage in their pack. Savages were feared among monsters; they were isolationists and were always content with being that so long as they didn't get threatened they were fine. To see a savage as a king was something out of a story to put little ones to sleep.

"We are not lab rats. We are not bottom feeders. And we are certainly not these people's weapon for destruction. We are monsters, apex predators who know when something is too big to chew and come back later to finish it off. We are the ones who will survive when all else falls!" He roared at the end. The others slowly perked up and digested what he said before raising their hands in the air and roaring in unison, it may not have seemed like it but they were excited to finally leave. Ares saw their spirits and had a feral grin on his face as they all began to head up the stairs to the upper levels.

"Find whatever staff you can find! Tonight is the night we feast on the flesh of the guilty, take your revenge, satisfy your bloodlust, Gather your strength! Tomorrow we will escape the clutches of civilization and be free!" He ordered. Roars and screeches was what he got in response and he watched the gorgons jump into the ceiling and crawl through the vents while Behemoths and Goliaths charged into rooms and searched around for the guilty. Krakens and Wraiths kept a tight patrol and began to catch any stragglers who would try and escape.

"You know we won't catch them all. Some will escape." Buck said as he chewed on a dismembered arm.

"I'm aware, but do you really think the public will believe a couple of blood-soaked scientists? They'll be imprisoned and at best, the public will blame the faunus community." Ares replied as he had a handful of eyes and ate them like popcorn, bloody, gooey popcorn.

"Where will we be going? I doubt the settlers will allow us to leave without a fight." Buck said.

"To the forest. From there, we will meet up with my family. And from then we will truly strive for a better future for us all." Ares said as he sat down on a chair and watched as little ones from the upper levels began to feast on the flesh of their tormentors. These ones were different from the ones in the forest, they've finally had the taste of human flesh and bathed in it. Rei, Ken, and them have had human flesh before and said that they didn't like it but he secretly knew they did; it was only a matter of time before they indulged in their violent side.

"I will stand guard." Buck merely said and began to lumber away, flicking his tail every so often to rid it of blood that collected every few seconds. Ares could only lean back and close his eyes as he listened to the sound of flesh tearing from bone, bone snapping from one another, screams of the tormentors, and finally... feral roars of his people as they reached into their wild side, drifting into a blissful sleep.

A couple of hours later and he was woken up by shaking, it was soft and he immediately knew it was one of the children. He opened his eyes and saw a lot of the monsters asleep with the exception of a few, who continued to drag bodies downstairs into the basement and set them over to the side for later feeding, but his eyes trailed down to the little ones standing in front of him.

"What is it, little ones?" He asked, kneeling down to their level.

"When are we leaving?" A small Behemoth asked.

"By dawn." He answered.

"How long is that?" A tiny Goliath asked.

"In a few hours. Go get some sleep, little one; for the road ahead is long and unforgiving." He advised. They didn't seem to budge and he sighed before sitting on the ground with his legs crossed, "I take it you all want a story?" He asked. Nods were given in response. Racking his brain for a good one, he began to tell the tale of the wild again, how hard it was yet enjoyable. There were times when he could barely scrounge enough food for everyone but other times they had enough food, the times where all of them would stay by the lake or just go hunting for the hell of it. His story telling caught the attention of other monsters and they began to crowd around him until it was all of them listening in on him. Without realizing it he began to describe Sistine, how she was his significant other and kept him from losing control. They were slowly gaining more interest that she was so calm despite being a Goliath but she still stuck to her violent roots, even going out and fighting Grimm for fun when she was either angry or bored. When he realized how long he had been storytelling, he widened his eyes when he saw the hope in everybody's eyes.

"My king... is there hope for us out there?" The corpse-eater asked.

"There is plenty. I will not lie to you all and say that when we escape this hell that the settlers will just let us go. They will try to keep us in this place, saying that we are safe behind these walls, but we are not. As I have told the little ones, the road ahead is long and unforgiving, it is no place for the lazy and selfish. Back at my home, all of us had a job to do... and we were happy doing it." He answered.

"What if we fail?" Buck questioned from the corner of everyone.

"Then I have failed you all." Ares simply answered. They all could see his eyes, it held a certain determination to get them out but it also held a thought should he fail them and they didn't make it out. He considered them as his people without even knowing them. It was silent for a minute before he stood up and excused himself from the rest of them and headed upstairs. He explored around the various halls and saw the once pristine white walls were now stained red with blood and viscera, the stench flooding into his nose like a tsunami.

A door closed with a dull noise and his ears perked up at the sound. Turning his head at the sound he quietly walked towards the room and started to sniff inside, he could practically smell the fear on the victims' bodies making him shudder in excitement. Punching the window out and ripping away the glass he slowly peered inside with a feral grin and saw the three scientists cowering. One of them threw something at his face and a thick black sludge covered his face making him snarl and step away from the door. Once he wiped it away, he glared at them before turning back to the sludge and sniffing it, widening his eyes when he caught the familiar scent of the creatures outside the wall. He raised his hand and watched as the sludge slowly dribbled down and landed on the floor with a wet splat; licking his hands clean, he could only shudder in pleasure when his senses sharpened. The scientists could only watch in horror as their Grimm concoction did nothing to him but please him instead, that was supposed to burn his skin off like everyone else! It was Grimm flesh for fuck's sake!

As if his innate instincts came out he barreled through the door and threw himself at the nearest scientist, ripping the man's head from his shoulders then using his tail to violently knock the bottom jaw off the next one, rendering her into a gagging mess. The last one tried to put up a fight but was still stricken stiff by fear as he held out the letter opener. With a defiant scream he charged but gagged when Ares caught him by his throat and lifted him into the air.

"L-L-Listen. W-We can get set you all free. We can make the public turn the blind eye if we can convince the council! You don't have to do this!" The man begged. Ares rose an eyebrow at the pathetic coward in front of him; just last week this man had experimented on countless monsters for fun and thought himself the most dominant figure in the room, now he was begging for his life. Pathetic. Ignoring the pleading, he grabbed the man's tie and yanked it upwards while letting his body dangle while he gagged violently. He could tell the man had aura but what was aura when you didn't have oxygen flowing into your lungs? The man's face started to turn blue before his struggling ceased and he eventually just dangled their lifelessly.

Ares dropped the body and walked over to the computer and smashed it to pieces, in fact, he started smashing everything to pieces. If they were experimenting on them then he wanted nothing left to salvage from the wreckage for the ones outside to use against them. Ken would complain that they had a lot of neat stuff here while Rei would complain about the shiny things, he missed them. He missed them like how he missed them when he was exiled. It was a deep longing to see their faces again and he could only sigh. His wrecking came to a halt when he looked around and saw everything in pieces, even the whoever owned this office's personal achievements.

More exploring the complex and soon he found himself staring at the exit of it, just beyond the horizon was the sun peeking over and that made him smile. The thought of being free again made him smile, being near his family and seeing their happy faces, being near the love of his life; all those thoughts made him happy and usually when he was happy so were others. He heard footsteps behind him and he didn't need to know who they were, the ones who would question him to make sure everybody made it out. Buck and the Corpse-eater.

"You two seem awfully loyal for monsters I just met two weeks ago." He said.

"If what you say is true about us finally leaving this hell hole then I have no other choice. Plus, you showed me there's always someone stronger than me." The Corpse-eater shrugged.

"Not to mention... the wild here is almost like the one on Shear, except a bit tamer." Buck rolled his shoulders. The three stood in silence and watched the sun just barely peek over the horizon and smiled at the thought of being free.

"If I may, what will our jobs be when we reach your home?" He questioned.

"Don't you mean our home? So long as you don't try to steal my mate or usurp me then I don't care." Ares said.

"I might have an idea." The Corpse-eater rubbed his chin.

"If it benefits our people then you may say it." Ares gestured.

"Goliaths act as the hunting party, Krakens act as teachers and scholars, Wraiths act as mothers and caretakers, Behemoths act as heavies, and Gorgons act as scouts." He said.

"I like the second one and the last two but I have some problems with all of them..." Ares said, narrowing his eyes when he saw something in the distance.

"How so? I found it alright." Buck commented.

"Not everyone is going to want to wait for food, some will want to hunt also to build their skills. Not every monster is going to want to mate with a Wraith and sometimes not all Gorgons will be able to scout." Ares replied, a small growl bubbled in his throat when he saw the object in the distance coming closer. The other two noticed this and looked at him.

"What is it?" Buck asked.

"We've got company. Both of you, get the others up, we will have to leave sooner than anticipated." Ares ordered and saw from the corner of eyes both of them nodded and rushed downstairs. They were honorable monsters and would be of great use to him in the future, not in a manipulative way but a loyal way. God, he sounded like his mother, she always did enjoy playing that game called chess too much. His father and him never did understand the concept of the game and usually just left but she did try to explain it to them. All those past thoughts were cut when he merely walked into one of the darker parts of the complex, heading downstairs and away from the group of huntsmen. He came face to face with a few Gorgons peeking their heads through the vents.

"There are twelve hunters. eleven of them have close range weapons while the last one has a gun." One of them hissed.

"I presume you heard me order Buck and the corpse-eater to warn the others?" He asked. Nods from the three were what he got in return. "Then lead those hunters into a trap, incapacitate them, then bring them downstairs... I want to know what we're up against before our journey to the wild." He ordered. The three looked at him and nodded before slinking back into the vents above and below, if there was one thing a Gorgon was good at, it was stalking and playing with their prey, withering them down little by little. Right now he needed to find his gear and get this damn collar off his neck.

It must have been an hour of waiting before the twelve hunters were thrown onto the ground with their torso's wrapped in webbing and cuts all over their faces. A team of what he considered must have been veteran huntsman tried to escape, only to fall short when Buck's behemoths and a group of Goliaths ripped them apart. From that point on the junior huntsmen have been awfully compliant, voicing their concerns but were silenced quickly by terrifying snarls and hisses.

It was silent for a while as the monsters just stared at the huntsmen before moving to the side when they saw Ares come out with his gear on and his bone armor covering it, a white skull was painted on his face and made him look like death itself. When he reached the group both his eyes widened when he recognized them, Cardin and his team and Velvet, but who were the people behind her, must be her team. It seemed CRDL seemed to recognize him and tried to scramble back but were punched in the back of the skull and thrown back in front of him. He paced back and forth while looking at them and noticed out of them all, Velvet seemed the most scared when she saw the sight behind him with crystal clear vision. Countless bodies that were feasted on and some were hung up on the ceiling by their entrails while hundreds of monsters with glowing eyes and their bodies painted red with their victims blood.

"I-I recognize you!" She stuttered, quickly regretting it when he went in front of her and knelt down.

"Velvet... how?" The one with shades asked.

"H-He stopped Cardin from throwing paper balls at me and fought him two years ago." She gulped.

"Well if you know him then he should let us go." The one with shades commented.

"Coco... I never said he was my friend. H-He kind of just stepped in." Velvet stammered. All eight of them heard snapping and could faintly see some of the monsters ripping out bones and sharpening them while some used the skulls as clubs. Ares went over to Coco and reached in her pocket, much to her chagrin, and opened up her scroll before typing a message that was to the point.

"How many are out there?" It read.

"Just us, and the four stooges over there." She gestured.

"Hey!" Cardin cried out.

"What part of the city are we in?" He asked.

"Why does it matter?" She asked. He looked at her and let out a chuckle before sending a straight to her nose and causing blood to gush out profusely. Her teammates jumped but found themselves thrown to the ground and held there with an iron grip. Even the biggest one found himself completely helpless at the strength of the Behemoths. Coco coughed as the blood continued to flow from her nose before she spoke up.

"You're in the industrial district. Pretty far from Beacon, about a day's run." She coughed.

"Why are you here?" He asked.

"We received a distress signal from the school nurse, if she isn't dead." She blew her nose as blood shot out of it and splattered against the floor. He was about to write another message but the scroll started buzzing and he looked at it, then at Coco with a questioning look.

"You answer it." She said, looking at his confused expression then sighing. "Tap the green button." She instructed. He did so and the one person who's face he absolutely dreaded to see came up on the screen. Ozpin.

"Ms. Adel, how goes the mission-" He stopped when instead of Coco, it was Ares, staring at him with those hateful orange eyes. There was the sound of breath being caught and heels quickly running by his side to see it was Goodwitch with widened eyes. Both of them could only stare at him with shocked expressions, just four days ago they had received a rather violent threat from the one who was called Sistine from Brock. He had come in one day with a slightly anxious expression and told them what she had said, needless to say they weren't prepared for when she demanded that they either find Ares and give him back to her, or she kills a team of students.

They found the students' bodies scattered across the ruins and sent a team of veteran huntsmen after her, only to find their bodies shortly after.

"Ahem... Mr. Ares, I would appreciate it if you put Ms. Adel back on the scroll." Ozpin said, fearing for his students' lives. His heart nearly jumped out of his chest when he saw two teams of his students trapped in webbing with bruises all over their faces while the team of veteran huntsmen that he sent lie mutilated next to them. Ares flipped the scroll back around and mouthed Brock's name. Ozpin nodded and then said something to Glynda and watched her race off. A few minutes passed by and Brock's face came up to the camera... along with four hunter sluts.

"Ares, holy shit man... we've been looking everywhere for you. Listen, Sistine, she's fucking crazy man. I know she's like your wife and everything but she literally threatened to kill us all if we don't get you back to her." He said quickly.

"Sistine is none of your concern, Brock. You know how Savage's mates are, you know she's willing to destroy an entire settlement just to see me. So get to the point." Ares snarled.

"Right, we made a deal with her after she killed those kids. If we find you and bring you to her then she'll leave us alone. If we don't then she's going to fight to the death with us, to which she'll probably lose though." Brock said at the same speed. It was silent for a while as all the monsters could see Ares' muscles start to glow vibrantly, they knew when a savage was angry it was almost like pissing off a god. A majority of them backed away and covered their young ones' ears.

"YOU TOLD MY MATE THAT SHE'S GOING TO DIE?! YOU ACTUALLY MADE HER BELIEVE SHE'LL NEVER SEE ME AGAIN! I'M GOING TO FUCKING RIP YOUR SPINE OUT AND USE YOUR BONES AS FERTILIZER FOR ARACHNE'S POISON PLANTS! IF SHE DOESN'T KILL YOU, I WILL! YOU HAD BETTER HOPE TO WHATEVER GOD YOU PRAY THAT I FIND HER FIRST, YOU STUPID, INBRED, DIPSHIT, FUCKING WASTEFUL SACK OF SKIN!" He roared. His roar spoke volumes of how pissed off he was, even Buck felt uncomfortable and sorry for the monster on the other end, never had he heard his king this angry and personally it was a little frightening.

"Look, I never said she was going to die. I just merely said she'll probably lose, so calm down. Hell, I don't want to fight her because she took down a Goliath about the size of a five story building and it was old. You know how old those Grimm have to be to get to that height? Pretty fucking old." Brock said, regaining his composure as time passed.

"Brock... I'm going to say this once and only once. If my mate loses to you all and ends up where I'm at, I'm going to rip you apart and force feed you to those girls slowly. You had better tell Sistine that I'm alive and on my way or I'm keeping up with that threat and making it a promise." Ares threatened and crushed the scroll in his hand. He turned to the countless monsters who were looking at him before he took a few breaths and calmed down.

"What is our next move?" Buck asked.

"We're leaving. Now." Ares answered.

"What about these... hunters?" The Corpse-Eater questioned, his maw hovering dangerously close to one of Velvet's ears. Ares looked at the eight and his eyes glowed dangerously at them, Velvet's team hadn't done anything to him yet but they would in the future. Cardin's team on the other hand... they were dead men walking.

"Kill the team with four boys but leave the orange-haired one to me. The other four, maim them to the point where they're barely breathing." He ruthlessly ordered. Two Goliaths and Buck took Sky, Russel, and Dove around the corner, ignoring their pleas. A couple seconds later there were bloodcurdling screams and the sound of bones snapping and flesh ripping before their screams turned to wet gurgles.

Cardin thrashed around in his bindings as tears leaked from his eyes when he heard his team being ruthlessly butchered. He cried out in pain when he felt Ares grip his hair tightly and force him to look up at him.

"You fucking monster! They didn't do anything!" He cried. Ares didn't bother responding and pulled something out of his belt, it was a small jar with a handle on the side and he opened it, swirling the contents around a bit before forcing Cardin's mouth open. He poured the glowing blue liquid down the bully's throat and watched as his eyes widened and turned bloodshot. Once the jar was empty he let go of Cardin and watched as he started to cough violently, he suddenly vomited out the blue liquid before it was a mixture of blood also. A sizzling noise and CFVY could only watch in horror as Cardin's throat started to steam and bubble before it started to melt away, his stomach slowly gave away and when it did all of his stomach contents started to spill out with a disgusting poisonous smell. His body fell forward with a disgusting splat as steam rolled off his decaying, sizzling body.

This was a sick nightmare, it was a sick, twisted nightmare that they wish they could wake up from. Only this wasn't in their dreams, it was reality and they didn't think it would ever leave their minds. This was the beginning of the horror they would endure as they couldn't do anything, especially since numerous monsters closed in on them with glowing eyes. The jellyfish like Grimm from the past watched in the distance, away from everyone's eyes and observed the monsters close in on their prey.

"He really is like his father. Both brutal when dealing with threats yet so compassionate when family is around." A voice sighed, their voice laced with longing. Said person stepped forward and revealed themselves to be a woman, one who's aura reeked of nothing but death and hopelessness. She could finally understand what he was saying, after so long of not being able to hear a word other than a growl or snarl, it was so heartwarming to hear his voice.

"He'll make it out, he and those monsters will make it out. When he does, only then will my other two babies see me and we can finally reunite." She said, her red eyes glowing malevolently before fading with the surrounding darkness.

AN: So, my fucking PC is down, which means I'm back to playing on console right now. Anyways, I'm so sorry I've been lacking in both quality and content with this story. I've just been busy and my other two fanfics I've enjoyed righting more. Let's just say I've been going on hiatus with this one and I've been slacking with it. I know it's not the best but hey, it's hard to write a good Evolve crossover, at least without using the characters. The ending is for a very special reader who suggested the idea to me long ago and I thought about it but eventually decided to say "Fuck it" and go with it. The main thing about my stories, if you don't enjoy them then kindly leave. I'm not here to impress everyone and I already know I'll lose a few but I could give less than two shits, so long as I finish this story the way I want to.

I will answer reviews or discuss them next chapter, so if you didn't like it, you know what to do. It's not that hard to leave this story and never read it again because there are millions of others that you can read on this site. So, I'll see you all on the flip side, take it easy everyone.