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I started walking. I didn't know where I was going, but hey, anywhere is somewhere, right? Well, anyway, I kept going in the same direction. Once or twice I thought I saw something out of the corner of my eye, but I chalked it up as nothing and kept going.
This went on for about a week, and I was getting really tired, thirsty, and hungry. I wanted to at least get some sleep, but it was too cold at night. Later, I tried to look for food, but, well, I'm not a very "survival" person, so you can guess how that turned out. And so, my trek continued. Overhead, there was a crow following me. Maybe it sensed that I was probably going to die soon, or maybe it just took a shine to me. Either way, I was happy for the company. Sometimes, he would guide me towards berries that were safe, and other times, he even led me to clean drinking water. It was almost as if it had human-like intelligence. Seemed kinda weird, but you know what they say! "Never look a gift horse in the mouth"
However, that's when things started to take a turn for the worse. I kept seeing shadows. They seemed to be circling around me, like a predator does to its prey. I pulled out the rusted bat as a warning, although I don't think that did much. In fact, it seemed to laugh at me. The beast slowly stalked up behind me, and I could feel its cold breath on my back. I swung my bat at the creature, which caught and crumpled it in its clawed hand. Then I got a good look at it. It looked like a werewolf, but a lot more edgy. It was pitch black, ripped as hell, had red eyes, a bone-like mask, and bone spikes on its arms, legs, and back. The thing's hands also had these bone spikes as claws.
I then nervously said, "Uh, how about we just forget about all that and start over?"
It didn't reply. Instead, it took a swipe that barely missed me. It hit the straps on my backpack, which fell onto the ground. I started running. It seemed surprised by this, since it started following about five seconds after me. All the while, that same crow that was following me was flying overhead.
[QROW]
That kid was fucked. Plain and simple. He was scrawny, I could barely sense any aura in him, and he pissed off a huge beowolf. I don't know how he didn't die sooner! He started running after his bag was cut, which was a good move. He kept running until he was unable to run any more. The grimm backed him against a fallen log, and was just about to strike. I thought that now would be a good time to step in, until I felt an energy burst from the frightened teen.
'Maybe,' I thought to myself, 'just maybe I could let this play out a bit further.
[CRAIG]
I was dead. I was so dead. I saw my life flash before my eyes. Unsurprisingly, most of it was spent looking at some screen or another. I was hoping- no, praying for someone to help me. I started to get a migraine, which was weird. I could tell that these would probably be my last words, so I thought to have a bit of fun. I said to myself, "Interior Crocodile alligator..." and gave a little chuckle. I waited for the strike that would finish me off, but it never came.
Suddenly, a large, fat, golden-stomached gator with a crown and a cape appeared right behind the beast, reared its claws, and slashed at the monster, turning its head into tiny little chunks that were somehow dissipating. It then shot me a menacing grin, before reaching for his crown, that, for some reason, had a bright-red tomato with an "M" inside. He offered it to me, and gave me a thumbs-up. Needless to say, I was VERY confused. Then it hit me. "K. Rool?" I asked, to which he only replied with a nod.
I gingerly took the tomato, and he nodded. I quickly tore into it, forgetting about my dislike for vegetables, (or in this case, vegetable-like fruits). Afterwards, I felt refreshed, and full. However, the migraine remained, and it was stronger than ever. I groaned in pain for a bit, and then everything went black.
[QROW]
After... that happened, the kid fell asleep. Not that I could blame him, I've been following him for about 2 days now, and he was never able to get any sleep. What really confused me though is how the kid summoned that, uh, Cruel was it? So, after he passed out, the guy just faded out of existence. Anyway, I knew I should probably stick around, maybe get some food. After that, however, I think that it's time to have a chat with the kid.
AN: So, how was that? We finally see a bit why I titled the story the way I did, and our hero won his first battle against the grimm! Thanks for reading, and if you like it, and want to see more, then just review and give constructive criticism please! PEACE!