Interlude 1: The house of Silver.
[Perspective shift: Ruby(?)'s]
Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap! His head is bleeding! I know ninjas aren't good at taking hits, but how is he THIS weak!? Is it because he isn't eating right?! WAIT! Does he even have his aura unlocked?! Crap, no time to think about this, gotta bring him home so mom and dad can fix his head! How did he even make it this far?!
~10 minutes later~
Ugh... My arms... They're never gonna feel clean again... How can someone's head bleed so much? At least it's just minor scrapes... Somehow. How did he manage to hunt so many Grimm without aura? And being knocked over causes THIS?!
~5 minutes after that~
Finally home! No time to think, I bust down the door, frantically looking for bandaids."SUMMER! What- what the-" "No time, dad! He hit his head on a rock and he was bleeding-" "Wh- huh?! Summer, what are you-"
I wasted no time in putting him in dad's more than capable hands, running to the bathroom. Rummaging through the medicine cabinet, I pull out disinfectant, bandaids and gauze... Uh... This is enough?... I can just ask mom or dad if I need more.
Rushing back over to him with the stuff in hand, I saw that dad had him on the guest bed. I... Did not know what to do for this, so I just passed it to him and let him do his thing. Could I have helped him if I didn't go so fast?...
"Is he living on his own?"
"I think so. I never saw him until just now. He... I think he was able to hunt easily?"
That just made mom frown.
"Of course. His parents abandoned him, and he had to learn to fight early on... Well, no more. I am going to mother him, and he is going to like it.
That gave me an idea.
"I know! We can make cookies for him!"
Mom smiling made me certain it was a good one.
"Y-yes dear, that sounds fantastic!..."
[Perspective shift: 3rd person.]
As soon as those words left Summer's mouth, the entire village shivered. Many of them did not know why, but a great feeling of pity and despair had invaded their very core. Even the weakest of grimm surrounding the forest that had managed to live through Summer and The Nameless god had shuddered, confused and disoriented at this thing that is distinctly wrong to their existence. Only two people knew the full extent of the pain hoisted upon the child's shoulders: one Scarlet Rose, and one Paul Rose.
Pray for The Nameless god.
