Not really proud of this. Sorry for the delay. College is kicking my ass.
Well, second verse, same as the first. The first half is ripped straight from the original for those of you who read it. After this, though, it changes for poor Greige. He's not going to be in the facility with Typhon, he's gonna be stuck with the Grineer.

Chapter 2a: Second Awakening

[Chapter Start!]

Slowly, my eyes began to open, the light from my surroundings setting in with each blink, the blurry haze clearing and allowing me to actually see things for what they were instead of a blurry mess.

I slowly pulled myself up, rubbing my aching skull as I looked around, a gentle breeze brushing against me, further reassuring that something was definitely different already...Instead of laying on a Hospital bed I had been laying on grass and dirt, likely still being at the site of my fall. I groaned as I got to my feet, I observed my surroundings, "Hmm...Red grass, bushes, and trees...That settles it, this is Forever Fall." I stated, not sure whether this was a good or bad turn of events.

Looking around, I was a little tense, who wouldn't be given there may or may not be Grimm in the area, and I honestly had nothing to protect myself with.

Shaking my head, I decided to calm my nerves, *Alright, stop worrying...Grimm are drawn towards negative emotions, so if I don't so much as see or hear one then everything should be fine.* turning a bit to look over more ground, I could see no signs of activity nearby, implying I was at least a little safe for the moment, "Alright, so i'm safe...But the question is how i'm getting to Vale..." I muttered to myself, everything looked basically the same in all directions, thus I was essentially lost, and with no clue where Forever Fall was on a map of Remnant, let alone no physical map to go off of I was probably going to stay lost until some arbitrary event triggers me getting rescued and taken to civilization.

Sighing to myself, I decided to check on one more thing. I raised my shirt a little, expecting to see the metallic spiral over my stomach that had been in my dream, but said spiral was missing from my body, which made sense given I wasn't in nearly as much pain as I had been before.

My eyebrow rose as I speculated on this matter, *That means that I haven't been in the Warframe universe yet, and that i'm not infected like I was before...But this also means I wasn't sent here by Flux this time around...* as I thought about this I lifted my hand to catch one of the falling, red leaves, looking it over, "Well this is a lovely start to this all..." I groaned, not particularly happy about my current predicament.

Letting the leaf go, I started to head in what could only logically be considered a random direction.

I had walking for what felt like an hour, and much to my dismay I wasn't finding any sign of life, or an end to the forest...But luckily that wasn't the complete case. I had luckily found myself near some train tracks, which could only lead somewhere, right?...That, and it gave me flashbacks to Blake's trailer, which had also unfortunately reminded me of Adam, who I now had a legitimate reason to loath.

Scratching at my neck, I noticed a few scrapes and bruises I had obtained from navigating the forest, which wasn't entirely tame as Rooster Teeth had depicted it, that or I had just been unfortunate enough to have found myself in the denser part of the region, "Well, I can't say this is great...But it could certainly be worse." I stated with a shrug, "No Grimm, no wildlife that may see me as prey, nothing's exploding...The biggest issue really seems to be actually getting somewhere, and hoping it's the right direction."

...I'm gonna be so pissed if I end up walking all the way to Vacuo...

My attention was returned to reality as a noise caught my ears, naturally, being near the train tracks one would assume I was hearing a train, on the contrary, I had turned my head I the direction of the noise, only vaguely catching what it had actually been...It had sounded Human, not a machine, certainly not a Grimm...Part of my brain was curious, the other part of my brain practically screamed to the other half how stupid it would be to check, but neither had to wonder much longer as I definitely heard the sound of a Beowolf 'roaring' as well as the sound from before growing louder, turning out to definitely be screams of what I could only assume was fear.

I bit my lower lip as I considered the situation, people meant I could probably find civilization...But this 'guide' was being pursued by a beast that would literally rip me apart with little to no effort...But this individual also seemed to have no way to fight it, or so I would assume, and are basically likely to be killed.

The Human in me wanted to at least try to help, the Realist in me was telling me to ignore Humanity and keep moving.

However, neither really had a choice for me as the noise got louder and I realized that they were coming right at me, causing my eyes to widen as I internally debated on whether or not running would be the best idea now.

"Help! Mom, sis, anyone!?" the now feminine voice hollered, and soon I could see it's owner emerge from bushes and trees. The girl instantly looked as though she didn't belong out here in the forest, namely because she looked like she was fourteen at the most, but what I had recognized before that was that she was a Faunus, which was obvious given the white kitty ears sticking out of the top of her head, her short hair was as white as her ears were, which I suppose was obvious, her skin looked to be at least lightly tanned, her emerald-colored eyes were wide from panic, she wore a grey hoodie that seemed a few sizes too big for her as the bottom basically reached her knees and her hands were barely visible, a black t-shirt was likely underneath, she wore blue jeans with what looked to be grey shin-guards, and white shoes to complete the look.

Almost as soon as I could analyze her appearance I could see the thing she was running from, my eyes widened as I saw a large Beowolf emerge from the brush behind her, running on all fours.

My eyes widened as these two emerged, the girl's eyes had looked almost hopefully, which made me feel really bad when I turned and ran the other way, an expression of shock appearing on her face, "H-Hey, why are you running!?" she asked, following on my tail.

I looked at her over my left shoulder, bewildered by this question, "You assume I have any way to deal with that thing!?" I asked in an almost hysteric manner, "Why are you out here attracting Beowolves anyway!?"

Tears formed in her anime-like, white, circular eyes, "I just wanted my sister to think I was cool!" she shouted back.

And thus I was now caught in a ridiculous chase scene that could only happen in a fictional setting, I ran along the train tracks with this small cat faunus on my tail and a vicious predator on hers, this chase didn't seem to be getting us anywhere, "H-Hey, let's try losing it in the woods!" I called.

The cat girl's eyes widened, "Are you nuts!? That's it's home turf!" she exclaimed. Not listening, I decided to break for the trees anyway, "H-Hey-!?"

Surely enough, she followed, with no other real option, and our pursuer decided to follow as well as whatever cruel, bastard of a puppet master that was behind this seemed to be keen on dragging this whole thing out.

As we ran I looked behind, judging distances, and eventually, looking forward I saw something to buy us some time, "Duck!" I shouted as I grabbed one of the low-hanging branches, it bent forward with the applied momentum, and as the girl slid I released the branch, smacking the Beowolf in the face with a satisfying 'Thwack'. Running beside the faunus girl, I looked back to see we had gained a little distance as the Beowolf staggered, having apparently not only been struck in the face, but one of the twigs from the branch had apparently gotten caught in it's left eye, causing the beast to let out a mighty roar that I could only assume was due to pain, "Well, if it wasn't angry before..." I started.

The girl didn't respond, and it didn't take long to realize why as I turned to face forward, skidding to a halt as I was greeted with the sight of escalated earth. I blinked, looking around to see this was a fairly bowl-shaped area, meaning we'd have to go backwards to get out, but with a snarl from behind we soon realized it was only a matter of time before our pursuer caught up.

The girl looked around in something of a panic, her ears lowered, "Oh crap, w-what do we do?" she asked nobody in particular.

I blinked as I considered it before sighing, People in Remnant, in my experience, didn't seem to be the best at dodging, and I had played a lot of Dark Souls at a friend's house...Shaking my head and sighing, I turned to face her, "You were calling for your sister, right?" I asked her, she yelped with a nod in response, "Do you know where she may be?"

The girl nodded, "W-Well yeah, she should be back at camp." she stammered.

After a moment of silence I looked at the wall of earth, "If I help you climb that, you better bring help." I stated.

The girl flinched, "H-Huh!?" she didn't seem to believe this, "What will you do, I mean, you don't have a weapon?"

I narrowed my eyes, "Look, you want to live, or not?" I asked in a serious tone, the finality of which seemed to shake her a bit but accomplished my goal. She was honestly my best chance of getting out of here, so as suicidal as it seemed, I had to play the role of 'bait'.

I stood against the wall, letting the girl climb on my shoulders and eventually lift herself up the rest of the way, she looked back, "I'll bring help, I promise!"

I groaned as I turned back towards where the Beowolf would come from, "Then please hurry!" I exclaimed, trying my best to convey the urgency without seeming like a complete ass.

I watched as the now one-eyed Beowolf emerged from the brush, slowly entering the 'arena', it snarled, glaring me down as it made it's way towards me. I was shaking as the large beast approached, but I kept in mind fear would only bring more, swallowing the breath I was holding as I tried my best to glare back at the monster before me, I watched, waiting for it's first move.

*Relax, lone Beowolves have been known to be isolated from their packs for months, and it hasn't seemed to have brought friends...* I thought to myself, my muscles tightening like springs as my body prepared itself, *As long as it's only one you shouldn't have much trouble dodging it...*

Letting me finish my thoughts, the Beowolf now let out a roar before it took a swing at me, to which I dodged by throwing myself to the left of the beast, angered, it swung again with it's left hand to try and swat me, to this I had rolled under it's arm and found myself directly under the beast, the breeze from it's swing leaving the good impression that I don't want to get hit. As it's arm was still caught mid swing, I balled my hand into a fist, punching the beast in the crotch, which unfortunately had little effect other than staggering it, forcing me to fling myself forward into another role as the Beowolf was slightly staggered.

I turned back to face the monster, an annoyed look on my face, *Oh right, without aura i'm not really gonna be able to hurt this thing...* I internally groaned, *Well, I tried.*

As the Beowolf turned to face me it had also swung, likely attempting to surprise me, as smart as that was though, the Beowolf wasn't exactly the fastest monster as I saw it coming and rolled away again, this time, however, my hand brushed against something, looking down I saw a branch on the red grass, brushing against my fingertips, as I heard a noise from the Beowolf I took hold of the branch, looking back to my attacker I saw it was about to leap at me, but as it sprung from it's place, it's arms stretched out, I sprung backwards, stabbing the branch forwards, driving it into the beast's other eye, blinding the monster.

As I fell backwards the beast let out a blood-curdling roar as it yanked the stick from it's eye socket, and despite being blinded, the enraged beast threw itself forward quicker than I could respond and struck me with one of it's arms, sending me flying into the earthen wall that had contained the battle.

With my chest in pain from the strike, which felt as though it cracked my ribs, and the rest of my aching from hitting a wall, I could feel my consciousness starting to slip, it was becoming harder to keep my eyes open as I tried to crawl away from the beast, which was slowly trying to find it's way around, apparently it's nose not working for whatever reason, but eventually I blacked out, not knowing whether or not I was going to live or die, my life completely in the hands of either chance...Or the plot.

Oddly enough, I figure I will be just fine considering I was brought here for some reason, and dying probably wasn't that reason...But only time would tell.

Chapter 2b: Taking Stock

I wake up to nothing but pain.

*Ow…..*

I remember the events that transpired right before I fell unconscious.

I open my eyes, and all I see is red. "And I'm in Forever Fall. Fan-fucking-tastic. How the hell am I alive anyways?"

I try to move, only for excruciating pain to nearly knock me out again.

*You know, it'd be really nice if moving wasn't a lesson in the meaning of pain*

I almost snorted at my impromptu Akuma moment.

Suddenly, I feel a squirming sensation inside my body, and the pain starts to quickly fade away.

"The fuck?" I look down, and I see several bones, sliding back into my flesh; my skin, split open like an overripe fruit, knitting itself shut.

Then I realize I can 'see' inside myself, my organs and veins repairing themselves and shifting back into their normal positions.

...

Wait, how do I where all those blood vessels goes?

I use my new sense, and 'look' around with my inner eye, and sure enough I can see my entire anatomy.

Deciding to experiment, I try to move my heart. It shifts down, and the attached blood vessels shift in length to stay attached.

"Well, I'll be damned." I mumble as I get up. I hear a growl, and turn around.

And promptly find myself eviscerated by a Beowolf.

Right, almost forgot, Remnant.

At that moment I realized a few things:

1) It was a motherfucking Alpha Beowolf, . Because of course it was. Fuck you universe.

2) I only felt the claw, and my organs being ripped out. I mean, I felt the pressure, not the pain. Which is weird, but I have more pressing concerns. Like the fifteen foot humanoid wolf that wants to kill me.

I glare at the hulking tower of bone and darkness, "Seriously! I just fucking fixed that!" Yes, I know he doesn't care, but I need to vent my frustration somehow.

Actually, let's see something. I 'look' at my fingers, and command them to harden and sharpen. Sure enough, they turned into claws. I gave the Beowulf my best slasher smile as I started to repair my midsection. "Let's have some fun."

The Grimm werewolf lunges at me, and I sidestep it, before slashing at its side. It growls at me, and jumps away. I notice my claws had sliced right through its armor, leave four deep gashes, revealing the flesh underneath. The monster growls at me.

"Not so fun getting clawed, is it fucker! How about we see how you like getting gutted!" With that I lunge at the Grimm. It sidesteps my charge and swats me back. I can tell the blow splinters my ribcage, and I cough up blood. I slam into a tree, and quickly move sideways when the Beowolf tries to stake me to the trees with its claws.

I look inside, and notice all of my organs had been pulped by the blow, even my heart. If that's the case, how the hell was I still-

Then I see it. A ball, no bigger than a marble, in the center of my chest. Somehow, I knew that as long as that thing was intact, I'd live, and I didn't need anything else, it would provide me with energy. And that same instinctual knowledge told me it was exactly what I thought it was, and just as durable as the others of its kind.

You know, I'm going to have a freakout over this later, and the implications, but for now-

"You are so fucked."

Again, I know. Psychological warfare doesn't work on something that isn't sentient. Bite me, assuming the Beowolf doesn't beat you to it.

I begin to laugh an insane, gurgling cackle, even as my insides fixed themselves. This time I do away with the organs and blood vessels, and turned everything into muscle and bone.

While the Beowolf pulls its claws from the tree, I cover myself in several layers of bone plate armor, structured in such a way that my flesh isn't exposed at the joints without impeding my mobility too badly,and my claws are now longer and harder. My face only has a two holes for my eyes.

"Let's dance."

The Alpha Beowolf roars, and I roar right back, before we charge.

It swings first, na dI duck under the attack and crash into its stomach, wrapping my arms around its midsection. I dig my clawed feet into the ground, and _heave_ the thing over my head and suplex the bastard into the ground behind me. Taking advantage of it's stunned state, I jump onto it's back, snapping the smaller spikes in the way, and begin to tear the armor plates on its back off.
The Beowolf bucks and throws me off, and I hit the ground on my back with enough force that it would have knocked the wind out of my lungs if I still had them.

Before I can get up, the Grimm is on me, trying to rip me to pieces with it's claws. I can't buck it off since it's so damn big and heavy, and there's no way I can roll it off me. What the hell could I do?

I suddenly get ideas for chemicals I could manufacture in my body. The instinctual knowledge was ringing warning bells in my head, but I couldn't really question it when the alternative was letting this thing rip me apart. Sure it wouldn't kill me now, but I'm not too sure I'd be able to regenerate if my pieces are all over the place.

I open a cavity in my lower torso, and if fills with a liquid, some of the mass coming from nowhere, the rest coming from my own biomass. A tube opens up along where my esophagus used to be, and the bone plates on my face shift.

Then I hit the fucker with a pressurized stream of napalm.

It screams and rolls off, clawing at it's face, trying to put the fire out. I jump to my feet and tackle the fucker to the ground, and begin to tear into it. I tear its throat open, and pry the armor on it's torso apart. I proceed to shred the organs inside until massive beast falls silent and still, and begins to dissipate into smoke.

My bone mask splits, as does the flesh underneath, revealing a row of serrated teeth. I rip a chunk out of the thing, my teeth shearing through flesh and bone with ease. I proceed to chew it, before promptly spitting most of it out.

What the hell was I doing!

I look at the decaying corpse, and realize that the fragments of bone and flesh in my mouth registered to my 'sight.'

Freaking out, but still morbidly curious, I tried shifting my armor to match what was in my mouth, and my muscle to match. It was really weird, but I felt my endo and exoskeleton became harder, more resilient, even as my muscles grew denser and stronger. It was a heady feeling.

Wait. Instinctual knowledge of how to use power? And my reaction to the Beowolf was way more aggressive than I normally... am..

"Fuck my life."

So not only do I have an Endbringer core inside me, but I apparently also have a Shard hooked up to my brain.

Greeeaat...

[Chapter end!]

For those of you who don't know Worm, Endbringers are basically walking apocalypses. Surrounded by layers of flesh that gets exponentially tougher as you go down, and the energy required to pierce the final layer is enough to destroy a galaxy. Their cores are even more ridiculously durable, and negate a variety of effects. Night doesn't have the flesh, but he does have the core. Needless to say, nothing on Remnant has any real chance of killing him, unless it operates on a system his core can't negate, has alot of power, or some form of durability negation. Probably all three.

As for the shard? Well, think an organic supercomputer the size of a planet that can warp reality. It attaches to a host via an extradimensional link, and provides powers, so it can collect data. In order to help this along, it screws with their psyche. It called a Conflict Drive if I remember correctly.

Night has an urge to sample new materials, and a few other things that will probably screw him over.

The intuitive knowledge is the shard helping him wield the powers.

A note, due to how shard-based powers work, most 'power nullifiers' are useless against them, as they are trying to depower the person wielding them, and not the source.

Anyways, this is Exodus, signing off!