Tyrian Callows
Before being sent to earth, many years ago the serial killer known as Tyrian Callows would be born, but not in a way most would expect.
His birth place was in Mantle, where his unnamed mother who had been raped by a human would give birth to him. However, little did anybody know that Tyrians birth would be considered very gruesome. As according to testimonies is that during the birth process, Tyrian would make his way into the world in a gory fashion, as witness state during the process, Tyrian's tail would come out through the stomach killing his own mother as everybody screamed.
Once he came out, Tyrian would be effectively an outcast both due to being a faunus and how he killed his own mother, even if he didn't mean to. Sent to the orphanages where from there Tyrian would be abused every day where not a single day didn't go by where he didn't bleed. The adults who were humans didn't care, and even faunus shunned him after word of his 'birth' came out coupled with being a rare Scorpion Faunus with a tail that would one day produce venom alongside how he had been born from a human father. Ultimately, Tyrian would be bullied by everybody for at least over a decade, finding solace in 'bullying' those weaker than him, which at this point were animals.
Though as the years went by, Tyrian slowly grew more and more crazed through a combination of abuse, physical injuries, lack of social contact, and receiving little to no love from anybody. Added with the fact he had never been taught properly about morals as he wasn't allowed to be in schools due to being a danger, and the fact he continued to constantly kill animals, Tyrians mind continued to degrade for the next few years after.
In desperation for a purpose, Tyrian attempted to join the Atlas Military where the instructors were harsh on him and trained him to the bone in ways that were illegal. Having him beaten by droids and making him hunt Grimm despite only being a teenager at the time. While Tyrian did grow stronger, and later discovered his Semblance which he kept a secret, Tyrian still felt he lacked a purpose and during his training considered joining the White Fang.
Then one day, by accident, Tyrian would make his first official kill when he unintentionally stabbed a faunus with his tail. This faunus being a member of the White Fang, and while he felt guilty about it that guilt would instantly go away when the faunus's friends would come and reveal themselves as White Fang, and instantly beat on him.
At this moment Tyrian would effectively snap, as years of abuse would destroy what little sanity he had where in animalistic rage he would strike back and brutally murder the White Fang members without mercy. Of course he was seen by many, and instantly wanted. However, after losing his sanity, Tyrian would go on to become a crazed sadistic serial killer for the next few years after, tormenting those who tormented him and killing those who abused him one by one. This act caused him to find joy in the act of killing where he continued to have fun and even make an enemy of a Huntsman known as F. Pickerel in Mistral who he would one day kill.
Eventually of course, he would be captured by a joint effort where he would be taken away and placed on death row for every single person he's killed, which by this point had been over seven dozen. However, little did many know was that Tyrian's actions which have inspired great fear wherever he went, caused him to be noticed by Salem herself. Who found him worth the effort in breaking out and having him join her side, which he immediately accepted as he found her to be someone who actually gave him purpose in a world he felt was needed to be destroyed. He became one of her inner members and top assassin. Sent on numerous life-or-death missions and killing whoever she asked, worshipping her as a Goddess.
Tyrian is a fearsome combatant and is capable of killing fully-trained Huntsman. Having great strength, speed to dodge bullets, and react to flying objects to the point where he can get behind someone in seconds, and can utilize all his limbs in a chaotic fashion. He wields the weapons known as the Queen's Servants which utilizes scorpion-like blades and shoots bullets, and can use his tail to kill thanks to having a fully developed venom gland in it. Having a dangerous Semblance as well, which allows him to completely bypass aura without effort to many who faces him being shocked before killing them in the exposed area. He is also manipulative and while insane, is actually very observant with his one weakness being his chaotic attacks and sanity.
He currently resides in an alternate world with Salem and the others, and is considered to be highly dangerous with reports that he should be killed on the spot instantly. He is also being targeted by [REDACTED] who after battling him, now wants to mate with him to have strong children much to his displeasure.
Salem felt things were going alright at the moment.
While there have been a few setbacks, it seems at long last things were going her way. She and her followers have a base, food, water, weapons, and now a group of killers with many Grimm now under her control. With internet access that can now tell her of all potential threats and allies that may be able to help her out. However, at this moment Salem didn't feel like studying at the moment, but instead wished for a bit of relaxation. Planning her next move is fine and all, but even she needed a break now and then. Which is why she had gone to find anything she can learn, where she found many books in one room. Some were historical books which she wouldn't mind reading, others were maps and some were fiction which she wouldn't mind.
Though she would then find a small book which appeared to be a fairy tale of sorts. Interested in it, she grabbed it and decided to take a review over it, where she then read a story known as 'The Tale of the Mortis Gods':
Seeing as such a story reminded her of the more simpler times, Salem decided to read it.
In the beginning before the time of the worlds, there existed only one world known as Mortis. This world was beautiful in many ways and home to only three beings.
The Father, a being of balance, the great equalizer, ensuring that neither light or darkness overtake the other.
The Angelic Daughter, the Angel of Light. A being of purity and compassion she is powered by life around her and she in turn creates life. Her creations were gifted with love, compassion, sympathy and a true path to immortality.
And finally, the Demon of Darkness, the Son. A being of destruction and selfishness who hates and yet loves his father and sister. He is a being of fear, anger and hate who would bring forth destruction to all life, corrupting it until it is nothing but a mere shadow of its former self.
These three once existed in harmony but the very nature of the Son and the Daughter made them fight against each other with the Father struggling to stop these battles. Then a man appeared one day, born with the power to influence the Gods to create...Life. He had such knowledge that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. The powers this man possessed were considered by some to be unnatural.
He became so powerful that the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power. He forced the Three to bow to him and the Father believed this man could take his place as the great equalizer. Unfortunately the man rejected this duty, seeking only a way to keep his loved ones from dying. He was tempted by the darkness of the Son who saw this as a perfect chance to finally defeat his father and sister.
The man followed the Son who kidnapped his apprentice and was led to a weapon that could kill even gods. Seizing this chance the Son tried to kill his father, only to slay his sister, the one being he had ever loved. Seeing the only way to stop his son the Father took the god-slaying dagger and stabbed himself, causing the Son to lose his powers and return the man back to the outside of Mortis where he had come from. With the death of the Three, Mortis broke apart and instead of one world there were now endless worlds with some born into the light, others into darkness and others in between.
As for the man, he returned to his world but by then it was too late. His loved ones were dead or gone, he was left alone. He eventually took an apprentice to pass on his knowledge, only for the apprentice to kill him. Ironically, he could save others from death...
But not himself.
Thus ending the tale of Mortis and the Ones.
Well, doesn't that sound familiar.
The Three who kept the balance but both hated and loved one another, that certainly felt like the Brothers.
Then the one who rejected the Gods and simply wanted the power to save their loved ones…
"I'll just put this away." She then said getting bad memories from it. There were of course differences, but already Salem didn't like the fairy tale. Instead she opted for a romance novel, seeing no harm in it. While her own...love life, ended in a rather dark route, she still enjoyed books like these. As she opened the story involving the forbidden romance of man and apparently a female machine, her thoughts then went to the three she sent to deal with the Satyra troops who were coming. They should be alright.
"After all," Salem smiled. "They are not weak."
"So, this is the place, huh." It is early morning, and Catra was feeling a bit tired from having to get up from bed. If she had her way, she would have just slept nice and peacefully in her warm blankets, that heater on, and dreaming of her and Adora kiss-er, just having good dreams. Okay.
Ahem...Anyway, the only reason she and the others are here is because they got some interesting news.
Bandit Princess and unknown others have made a place here in the Wilds.
Catra knew who Bandit Princess was. A common thug-a successful one if she can admit it-who robbed the weak of any type. While she could overhear her brothers and sisters talk if they should get Bandit Princess to join them, Catra knew that wasn't possible. The Mobian only cared for herself, and refused to accept Satyra's invitations. Heck, after they tried inviting her the fourth time, they only found half the body with the rest eaten by wolves. More or less makes sense since Bandit Princess is deadly.
'But now that we're here...well.' Then she looked at her partner, Scorpia. Like her, Scorpia is a powerful combatant and isn't one to wimp out on a fight. Being a rare scorpion faunus and one with the good genes to consider the size of her tail, claws, with a physical regime that made her into the large woman she is. Heck, she was in the top ten in being the most physically powerful in the entire Satrya Organization.
'Not to mention a good cook.' Catra thought, still surprised Scorpia even knew how to cook properly. Not that she was complaining, as she got good food from it. But back to business. "Alright, Jen, have you gotten in contact with the guy who called us?"
"No ma'am." The Mobian called Jen answered. "We're not getting any contact at all." Damn. Either the dude's being an idiot, in trouble, or just plain dead. Probably the last one, since this place is dangerous.
'And yet.' Catra glanced around. 'There hasn't been any sign of Grimm or animal attacks.' They were still an hour away from this town their scout told them, and already Catra could tell something was off. Bandit Princess was smart, and Catra can understand if the Mobian did something to drive the animals away. But the Grimm?
Perhaps there was some truth to that earlier message about some creepy human that can command them. That should be impossible though. While one can 'guide' the Grimm, even force them to go somewhere, outright control is impossible. And yet something strange is going on here, to the point where even Scorpia noticed. While she seemed to act natural, Catra can see her in a position where she can fight just in case something happened. A good plan, as Catra had her own guard up.
"Hey, are we there yet?" One of the troops then asked. Feeling a bit tired from all the walking.
"Not yet idiot." A Mobian called him out. "Where still a while away from the location." Scorpia and Catra then turned their heads, feeling they heard something.
"Still though, this is boring." One of the scouts whined. "I can't believe we're doing this just because that idiot Mach called us out." Far away, a tree branch can be heard rustling.
"Hey man, this is important stuff." One of the women called out, not noticing Catra and Scorpia now looking more catiouse as they continued walking. "I mean, don't you think it's weird we haven't run into any wild animals or Grimm? We're in the freakin Wilds after all."
"I'm sure it's just a coincidence." At this moment Catra's eyes widened, with her mouth opening up while Scorpia got ready. "I mean, what else is even h-"
"Peek-a-boo!" Then from nowhere, at speeds faster that the grunts couldn't even see, the man who had been talking was then punched so hard, his aura broke instantly as he then slammed into a tree. Those nearby instantly tried grabbing their weapons only for a tail to swipe the first few off their feet while a fury of fists and kicks sent the rest onto the dirt hard. "Hahahahaha!" Then from the trees, numerous bandits came out with none other than Bandit Princess coming with a grin. Beside her being a giant man and a woman wearing some red dress.
The one taking the initiative being...a scorpion faunus?
"My oh my oh my." The faunus chuckled as his deadly tail swished behind him before going upward. "Look what we have here. A bunch of lying hypocrites who dare trespass on her Holiness domain."
"Holiness?"
"Hypocrite!"
"Yep. Trespassing alright." Bandit Princes then stepped forward. "Unless you guys didn't get the memo, you're trespassing on my territory." The faunus seemed to growl for a moment, but stopped.
"Please,'' The human male then spoke to them. "We don't need any conflict. Just leave and this can be the end of it."
"Oh please Hazel." The woman in red scoffed. "Like these idiots will just listen and leave." Suddenly, in a manner that intimidated the Satrya scouts, swords formed into the woman's hands. "If anything, we should just finish them off now before they call for more of their fanatic kind."
"Fanatic!" One of the Satyra members roared. "You dare call us fanatics! Human scum." The woman just stared at him like he was a piece of dirt. Nothing worth getting upset about.
"Regardless-" Hazel once more tried bringing peace talks, only for Bandit Princess to interrupt him.
"Hate to tell you big guy," Bandit Princess smirked as she placed her drawn sword on her left shoulder, staring at the ten plus Satyra forces in front of them. All now glaring at them angrily. "But these guys aren't the type to listen. Especially if a human is the one trying to stop it." All the bandits around her began chuckling as they threw their own glare at Satrya.
"Whatever the case," Tyrian then spoke. "Let us show them our...hospitality." He then laughed as he hunched over and got ready to strike. To rip apart the grunts before him and spraying blood all over. All for his Godde-
"Hel-lo there!" Tyrian blinked as the strange woman with large scorpion claws for hands and a large tail appeared right in front of him, surprising him at how fast she moved and not even detecting her. Nearby Catra then groaned and put a hand to cover her face. Damn it all, not this again.
"Huh-" Tyrian was about to make his move when suddenly the strange woman in front of him just bent down and spoke again.
"Now how come I haven't come across a guy like you before?" She leaned in, taking a close look at his face. Surprised and actually a little disturbed at how close she was Tyrian tried to slug her in the face, his wrist blade already deployed. However Scorpia easily caught the fist in her hand/claw and held it up. Not even causing any pain.
"Hm..." Scorpia inspected Tyrian's arm. "Well, not as meaty as I hoped but still fairly muscular. You really like to stay in shape I see."
Tyrian attacked with his other arm but Scorpia caught it as well, lifting Tyrian off the ground and looked at his chest. "Nice scar. Very manly and doesn't look too shabby."
Growling Tyrian kicked off her Scorpia's chest and landed a foot away, lashing out with his stinger. Only Scorpia easily caught it with her own tail that was much bigger. Apparently what they said about female scorpions being bigger than males seems to apply even with faunus. Scorpia looking at Tyrina tail and then giving a nod after examining it.
"Not as big, but quick and deadly like a scorpion's should be." Scorpia remarked with a smile. "You ever think of finding a nice hot chick with stingers and a tail to have your eggs?"
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That question almost literally threw Tyrian for a loop, having never expected to be asked that question. Hell, everybody around were also temporarily stunned. Though none more so than Catra, Hazel, and Cinder as they just watched while blinking dumbly. A bird cawing could be heard.
"Scorpia!" Catra then barked angrily while blushing. "Stop thinking about your love life and get on with it!" This is just so embarrassing. Uh! It reminded her of the time Scorpia did this when they were in that back alley. To think this is happening again, which Catra didn't expect since arthropod faunus were very rare even in a world with many species.
"Come on! I haven't seen a scorpion Faunus or Mobian in a long time. I can't pass this up!" Scorpia whined to her friend. She hasn't seen a faunus of her kind since she was a teenager, and already she's a grown woman.
As for Cinder, she shuddered, looking at Catra. "Is she really asking..."
Catra shrugged with a tinge of red in her cheeks while giving an annoyed look. "She's had a little trouble finding a boyfriend and is worried her clock is running out of time. So when she sees an insect Faunus or Mobian, especially an arachnid kind she jumps at the chance to try and have their...eggs."
The mere thought of Tyrian reproducing, especially in the manner described by Catra caused Cinder to actually turn a little green and she swore she tasted a little vomit in her mouth.
"Oh, that's..." Bandit Princess wasn't much better, stumbling a bit as she held her stomach. "Oh Glob, I think I'm going to be sick." She barely even knew the dude and instinctively she knew that Tyrian having kids shouldn't even happen.
For once Cinder was in full agreement with him. She'd rather put up with Mercury and those stupid puppets he liked to play with than deal with this! For Hazel, he said nothing but his right eye started to twitch badly. There are just some things so horrible, even more than Salem, that they should never, ever see the light of day.
This might be one of them.
"No." One Tyrian refused to continue on any longer. While not romantic, Tyrian only held one woman in his cold twisted black heart. Not to mention this woman was freaking him out which he didn't think was possible. So in desperation he used his Semblance, in which those watching instantly saw his right arm glowing a sinister purple and his own eyes turning the same color as well. He then did a simple slash at the woman's abdomen where suddenly her aura flickered where the very spot he touched faded away where he then punched her as hard as he could.
"Gah!" It was highly effective as suddenly Scorpia felt a lot of pain and instantly bent over.
"Scorpia!" Catra growled and then used her own Semblance to rush at Tyrian with her whip raised. Unfortunately for her, as Scorpia did to him before, Tyrian lifted his tail and her weapon got snagged on it. With a smile he then tugged and she stumbled forward where he then uppercut her.
"Catra!" One of the grunts shouted before glaring angrily at the bandits and the scorpion faunus. "That's it, kill them all!"
"Not unless we do it first!" Bandit Princess grinned.
"Finally, some action." Cinder chuckled as she then twirled her swords before glancing at Catra. "I'll take the little kittie."
"Very well." Hazel then watched as the bandits and Satyra began running toward each other. "I'll help if you're in any trouble." Cinder huffed but said nothing. As for Tyrian, he had his own opponent who grinned as she then rose at full height and slammed her tail down where Tyrian had been until he had moved. The spot he was on now being a small little crater.
"You actually hurt me, huh." Scorpia then raised her claws which snapped at Tyrian who snarled. "This should be fun!"
Like that the forces then instantly struck all at the same time.
Where ignoring the fight between grunts, Cinder and Catra took the stage and began attacking each other with deadly skill. The former used her blades to try and cut Catra up, while the latter easily avoided the slashes and just smirked at Cinder who scowled. The two facing each other off.
"Always the hard way." Catra did a few stretches and popped her neck. Then smirked in Cinder's direction. "Try to make it good for me, will ya?"
Cinder's first impression of Catra was...She didn't like her.
Annoyingly smug.
Annoying smirk.
Taunting look in her mismatched eyes.
This feline...faunus was a walking and talking cat version of Neopolitan with the added annoyance of her being able to talk which made things all the better. Well, she put Neo in her place once when she recruited her and Roman so she can do the same to this Catra(seriously, what kind of name was that for a feline creature?).
With that Cinder summoned a sword with her Semblance and shot forward, aiming for a painful but non-fatal blow, remembering Salem's orders to make contact with the Satyra. Catra remained composed, not even moving as Cinder grew closer. Just as Cinder came within striking range, Catra's eyes flashed and she moved, dodging the first slash but that was only the beginning. Cinder followed up with a series of slashes, kicks and the occasional punch but Catra not only effortlessly dodged she did so with both hands behind her back.
Cinder kept on attacking, seeking to deliver a single blow but for some infuriating reason she failed to land a single hit. Catra was not only fast but also agile, flowing through each and every strike. Just as Cinder went for a kick Catra jumped up, hopping over the foot and landed right on top of Cinder's head before using her as a springboard, jumping off and sending Cinder skidding face first into the ground. Growling Cinder got up, turning her head to glare at Catra who looked over her shoulder with that annoying smile.
And faked a yawn.
"That's all you got?" Catra asked with an annoying smug voice. "The way you talk and act I thought you were some kind of big shot Glassy."
Her eyes narrowed. "It's Cinder. Hold still and I'll show you why."
Jumping up Cinder conjured a series of glass daggers that she fired right at Catra who's back remained turned... And without even looking she easily dodged each dagger, seemingly dancing her way through the barrage effortlessly. She then shot at Cinder who created a bow and three arrows that she then fired. Catra jumped back, back flipping through the air but just as she landed Cinder was right on her, sword ready. Catra dodged and then moved into Cinder's blind spot, dodging her strike. She lashed out with a kick but Cinder managed to block, having honed her reflexes enough to account for her lost eye.
"Oh, so you can actually fight." Catra remarked with a grin.
"More than I can say for you." Cinder retorted.
"Really? That was actually fighting? I thought we were just warming up." Catra retorted as she retracted her feet. "Don't tell me that's all you can do."
"You wish." Cinder said as she summoned a blade in both hands and went back on the attack.
As she did Catra's eyes flashed again and once again she was expertly dodging Cinder's strikes until she suddenly caught Cinder's human form, spun under her guard and elbowed her in the torso.
"Yeah, I can see you are skilled." Catra said as she slammed the back of her head into Cinder's face. "But you're no match."
She then grabbed Cinder's shoulder and somersaulted over her, delivering a powerful kick to her back. "You lack the instinct."
Cinder spun, aiming to decapitate Catra but the Mobian ducked and then spun her leg out, kicking Cinder's legs out from under her.
"So mama went and named you Cinder after the embers?" Catra remarked, standing up straight. "Or maybe she had another name in mind, like after a certain princess from a fairy tale...Cinderella."
Cinder's eye widened and then narrowed, becoming full with great anger and hate at the mention of that name. A woman of contempt being recalled in her kind, along with two girls that stood over her. "SHUT UP!"
She jumped and bum rushed straight at Catra who grinned. "Come and get it."
Cinder was full of rage now, her strikes becoming more wild and uncoordinated while Catra's eyes flashed once again and just in time as the bandages came off, revealing her Grimm arm. Luckily for Catra her Semblance remained in full effect and she easily dodged the Grimm arm as it lashed out at her, bending backwards enough that sailed over her. She then somersaulted up, both feet kicking Cinder in the face, disorientating her. Catra then followed up with a punch that sent the former Fall Maiden crashing back.
She then stopped, as if to taunt her. Though then she looked at Cinder's arm and flinched. "What the hell...is that...Grimm?" The problem and only downside to Catra's Semblance, which Scorpia annoyingly called Feline Reflex, is that she reacted on total instinct. Now that she was 'recharging' so to say, she could now comprehend the person she's facing isn't normal. Remembering the message about the creepy human who controlled Grimm.
'Is this chick part of it?' Before she could continue further, she then heard a voice that was loud and commanding.
"Enough." Catra looked over her shoulder, watching as Hazel approached. Who had just received a message from his Scroll with a simple order. "No one needs to die today. Our leader wishes to simply talk with you."
"Yeah...No." Catra said with a smile. Though now she could confirm that this guy and likely the girl and scorpion weren't working for Bandit Princess. The three felt much more dangerous than her anyway. "Those of us who work for his Eminence don't deal amateurs."
Hazel sighed. "Very well." He then cracked his knuckles. One of the Satrya grunts then attacked him from behind, only to get his jaw busted and fall unconscious. "Hard way it is."
With that Hazel launched a series of devastating punches at Catra, forcing her to step away from him, but as she did her eyes flashed again and Hazel noticed as she expertly dodged his strikes. She then quickly moved as Cinder then launched arrows at her where she grabbed one and threw one back hoping to get her with it. Cinder only grabbing it and running at her with Hazel doing the same.
"Scorpia! We're leaving!" Catra remarked as she jumped back away from Hazel while back leaping away against a thrust from Cinder's sword.
"Yeah...a bit more difficult than you think." Catra turned and saw the rare sight of someone still lasting against Scorpia. Most who faced her friend usually ended up defeated by now, sometimes less. With Scorpias skill and strength that matched or went above Huntsmen and Huntresses, not many could continue fighting her.
"Hahahahaha!" This guy is.
While nowhere near as strong as Scorpia, like actual scorpions this man was much more agile. Dodging those claws that can crush metal, and countering with his own punches that while didn't do much, was draining Scorpia's aura. Not to mention when she was forced to endure bullets from the faunus's weapons and had to avoid that purple glowing arm which can somehow bypass aura. A very rare ability.
'This isn't good.' Catra thought as she saw the Satrya troops getting taken down as she countered against Hazel and Cinder, avoiding lethal blows while using her whip to hit them in timed attacks. Not causing much damage though against the big guy. 'Scorpia and I are doing good, but everyone else is doing awful. It might be best to just leave them in order to escape.'
This plan is a lost cause. Even if they could somehow turn the tide and win, no doubt there would be reinforcements coming. If that happened then everyone in Satrya would be too tired to fight back. So while Catra didn't like it, she decided to have Scorpia and whatever troops remained to retreat. Too bad she then felt an arrow graze into her leg.
By reflex her body bent down at the damage, and at that moment Cinder struck and kicked Catra in the face. "I have to admit, you're smarter than I thought." Cinder relented in anger, but with some respect in it. "I found it strange during our fights you kept stopping instead of talking. Reminded me of an associate Salem once told me about."
Damn, so she figured that out. Yeah, it's true. While Catra's Semblance made her super fast with a boost in speed and strength, it also left her vulnerable after thirty seconds. So she always talked to distract her enemy which worked eighty percent of the time on immature angry people like Cinder.
'Though I guess immature doesn't translate to stupid.' Catra internally admitted.
Still, she isn't going down without a fight, with Scorpia with her as she finally punches that not job away. The two looking at one another ready to see how much damage they can do together.
"I believe that's enough." Then suddenly, all their courage to fight to the end was soon replaced with something else.
Fear.
From the trees countless Grimm came out. Beowolves, Ursa Majors, Creeps, Nevermores, and somehow even Saybrs and Apathy which shouldn't even be in this region. Although unlike what the normal situation is, where Grimm would attack them and even the bandits, instead they surrounded all the Satyra members with the other members panicking as the Grimm trapped them. This caused the Badnits to be confused and while not as much as Satrya members, they were also freaked out. Then suddenly a strange ghostly figure could be seen hidden in the trees with glowing red eyes.
The responses she got showed the hierarchy around here.
"Ma'am."
"Salem."
"Boss lady."
"My Goddess!"
The four fighters then gave their helloes as with confusion all around, especially with Bandit princess's men who were surprised to hear their boss call someone else a boss. Though because of the Grimm, they were to nervous to even ask. As for Catra, having the better eyesight of the faunus and mobians here, looked closer and saw this ghostly figure behind the trees and shadows and saw it was a human...is what she would like to say, but she isn't stupid. That idiot Mach clearly being blind as there's no way this woman is an actual human. She looked more like a Grimm. A rather pretty uncanny Grimm, but Grimm nonetheless.
'Not to mention she gives a feeling like…' Dark Kat. A top Satyra member that always gave Catra the chills along with others. Being an enigma to many with only his Eminence and his most trusted knew about that Mobians secret past. This ghostly woman felt like him, and that wasn't good.
"I must say, while the grunts you brought were...dissatisfying."
"What did you say human scu-" In an instant a Beowolf bit into the man's arm and tore it off, much to the other members horror while the bandits snickered as the man was bleeding out with those who kept their calm trying to stop the spilled blood. Catra then glaring at Salem who didn't care and just kept on talking.
"You two on the other hand were quite impressive." Salem complimented. "I guess the notes on your strength were true after all."
"Notes?" Scorpia asked. From the trees a Grimm came out and from the jaws dropped a phone, which Catra recognized as Mach's. Considering the blood on it, that confirmed the poor dude's fate. As Catra looked up to the woman that only she could see properly from the shadows and then shivered as she smiled.
"My name is Salem." Her eyes then glowed red with all the Grimm's eyes having the same affect. An air of dread surrounding them all "Let's talk."
The scene with Tyrian and Scorpia, yep, Lord Maximus. Now shouldn't that be fun. Hahahaha! I laughed at that idea when read. Good times. And it seems Salem also semi-revealed herself, though using her Astral Image instead of personally appearing.
Name: Catra
Species: Feline Faunus
Aura: Maroon
Semblance: Feline Reflex (Courtesy of Scorpia)
Description: For thirty seconds Catra's Semblance allows her to fall into a state where body moves by complete reflex, her arms and legs acting and reacting without thought to attack. It also increases her speed and strength to better cope depending on the danger of her opponent. The drawback is when she uses all thirty seconds she needs thirty seconds to completely recover before doing it again.
Weapon: Whip