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Trailer: Axe

"If there is a dream you wish to come true believe and move forward towards it with all your strength"

(Insert Double Action Axe Form)

It was the late afternoon on a warm day in Forever Fall, a unique and breath taking forest to the northern the outskirts of the city of Vale. The natural majesty of the forest with its lovely red leaves constantly falling made it the perfect place for a gathering of people for a small festival despite present dangers for despite its beauty Forever Fall was full of the monsters that tormented and threatened humanity to no end, the Creatures of Grimm. Fortunately, the festival was set in an area of the forest atop a great cliff just an hour's drive out of the city.

Said festival was the Vale Nihon Festival a colourful scene to say the least as men, woman and children both Human and Faunus wondered around the various stalls all wearing a kimono or some other traditional garb of the celebration. Most carried a small fan or a cone of shaved ice to help fend off the heat of the warm day. Enjoyment was had by all as they got in to the spirit of things eating unique food and drinks and playing games at various stalls to win a prize while children chased each other around laughing.

In many ways one could say it was a small scale version of the Vytal Festival especially considering the major attraction, the mixed martial arts tournament. Various artists spent all year training for this, for the honour and the challenge and slowly walking down the middle of the festival grounds was no exception.

He wore a yellow kimono with black stripes with a yellow obi sash with black diamonds shapes around the waist and. One his feet were geta sandals and a pointed straw hat that obscured his face save for him mouth and the back of his head showing long black hair pulled into a ponytail.

He walked with his arms his arms folded and head bowed. Soon he reached his destination the fighting ring where the festival's martial arts tournament was taking place. As he stood by an unattended stall he looked over from under the rim of his hat at the display being held while he rested his hand on the counter. The tournament had yet to start but a crowd had gathered to watch the competitors warm and psyche themselves up. Some were practicing strikes on wooden training posts, while others sat in mediation, showed off for the on lookers or took some last minute advice from their trainers.

The competitors were varied to say the least with all manner of builds and levels from humble new comers to hardened pros each trained in a unique style. The man smiled with excitement said excitement increased when one of the men practicing his strikes struck with enough force to knock his post over which was impressive seeing how much their bases weighed. While the crowd clapped at the display the man in yellow pushed down against the counter with enough force to send his hand through the wooden surface breaking it in half and causing him to almost loose his balance.

His first reaction was to quickly try and fix his blunder but couldn't. He did a quick look for witnesses but fortunately everyone was either focused on the competitors or their own business. He then adjusted his hat then hastily made his way toward ring.

Meanwhile sitting away from the fighters was a large man wearing black shorts with silver lining that stopped just above his knees with an open matching jacket and black arm bands. His hair was pulled back in a small, spikey tail his open jacket showing a large torso that was showing signs of going from muscle to fat. His mouth and chin was covered by wild facial hair but it failed to hide the malicious smirk he wore which matched the glint in his eyes.

This was the tournament's champion for the past five years and while the other competitors were preparing for their fights he just took a sip of sake from a small dish while his eyes looked over them. He saw not one that could give him a challenge same as every year his style was the ultimate unrivalled. He was relieved he didn't have to do anything until the last round it would be a waste pf energy to fight weaklings round after round.

As he took another sip of his drink something to the right corner of his eye caught his attention he turned and saw the man in the yellow kimono with a straw hat at the registration desk just making the cut off time to join the tournament. While he couldn't see his arms through the long sleeves of his robe he doubted he would pose a threat.

A gong rung signalling the start of the competition. The festival goers hurried to find a good seat while the contenders ceased their warm ups and gathered round the ring some wishing each other good luck or egging their rivals. Seated next to a panel of three judges was the champion looking forward to seeing some pathetic excuses for fighters reach for their dream of being at the top only for it to be slapped away by his hand.

An announcer stepped into the middle of the ring and broke down the rules of the nine round tournament with the final round being against the reigning champion. The man in yellow gave a smile as he saw he was in the first match. He walked up to the ring and saw his opponent who wore a white karate gi complete with a black belt. The two bowed to each other than the man popped his neck as they took their stances. The black belt adopted a karate pose while the man slapped his belly with his right hand then bent his legs and held up his hands palms flat.

The gong rung again starting the match and a few sounds past before the black belt leapt into action with a kick but his foes blocked it with the side of his right arm in the blink of an eye. The black belt then tried to follow this up with a punched but the man in yellow blocked it with his unoccupied palm with the same reflex speed. While his opponent was surprised by both his moves being blocked so easily the man in yellow made his move he pushed his foes arms away making almost loose his balance then taking advantage of this he struck him in the chest with his right palm sending him flying out of the ring.

Everyone stared in awed shock before they started cheering and clapping. The challenger quickly ran out of the ring over to his opponent and helping him sit up asking if he was alright. His reply was a dazed nod of the head and a pat on the shoulder as he helped him stand up and walk over to the bench where the competitors sat. As the judges talked to each other complimenting on the show of sportsmanship the champion looked on at the man in yellow with a new interest as he helped his opponent down. Could it be after all these years a worthy challenger? Nah!

As the rounds progressed a pattern emerged with the challenger's matches namely how easily he defeated his foes. A kick to the head he caught the ankle then tossed the kicker over his shoulder, an elbow strike he caught the limb then flipped the opponent on his back, try and push him out of the ring sumo style he'd turn the tables and push you out so fast your bare feet would smoke. It progressed round after round the champion's interest slowly increasing the challenger's unexpected strength seemed made him rethink his position as worthy opponent. His smirk grew he was looking forward to taking him down a peg.

Finally, the challenger was at the top of the bracket meaning it was now the final round of the tournament between the champion and the challenger. The crowd looked on in anticipation for the match between the five-year victor and the mighty yet honourable new comer who got to the final round in record timing.

The champion stared down the challenger literally he was talk but he was taller. The challenger was barely above his chest. Despite standing right in front of him he still couldn't get a good look at the challenger's face hidden beneath his hat as his arms were folded across his chest. The champion had a quick worry given the strength the challenger has displayed quickly dismissed this not one was stronger than him.

The champion chuckled then adopted his starting stance with his knees bent and fists raised to his sides while the challenger popped his neck then got into his stance, knees bent and palms opening and directed at his opponent with the right forward while the left was next to his heart. The two stood still frozen like statues as the red leaves fell around them as they sized each other up then after a moment's wait the gong rang again signalling the start of the match.

Deciding to end this quickly the champion swung his massive fist aiming for the right side the challenger's head but the challenger blocked it with his left palm not even turning his head. Surprised the champion tried the same with his right fist but still faster but again was blocked. His eyes widened and he stared at the challenger with his arms crossing over his chest before the challenger gave him a light kick to the chest sending skidding back across the ring fortunately for the champion he regained control of his footing before he crossed the line.

He glared at the challenger who yawned into his hand. Angered by how easily and seemingly effortlessly he moves were blocked the champion clenched his hands into fists and decided no more holding back. He ran the challenger raising his fist over his head with the intent to bring down on top of his ridiculous hat. But just before he made contact with the top of his foe's head the challenger's hand shot up and caught his wrist in a strong grip. Then taking advantage of the champion's shocked pause he drew his right hand back palm flat to strike his foe's chest.

Seeing this the champion snapped out of this stupor and quickly reached for his foe's head with his free arm. But he wasn't fast enough as the challenger's palm struck his chest and sent him flying out of the ring and tumbling on to the ground. The champion got up on his hands and knees then noticed something in his left palm was the challenger's ruined hat. Throwing his head to look at his opponent's face his eyes widened with shock.

He was a young man with black hair that stopped just below his jaw. His hair had a streak of gold in it at the front on the left and another in his pony tail. His eyes were the same colour making them sand out against his face while his brow was raised as if you say "That's it?". But what really stood out about him was on top of his head, twitching in the breeze, was a pair of bear ears.

The announcer then ran up to the challenger's side grabbed his left wrist and tried to pull it up but couldn't make it budge his face turning red from the effort. A few seconds later the challenger noticed this then with a sheepish smile allowed his arm to be raised by the struggling man who released it then bent over trying to catch his breath, The crowd cheered many throwing up their fans, festival masks and food as they clapped, whistled and cheered for the victor.

The head judge and head organizer for the festival walked up to the challenger and handed him his trophy, he had greying black hair and wore a light blue kimono. He then congratulated the challenger, gave a bow which was returned and offered a hand shake which the challenger took with perhaps a bit too enthusiastically judging by the elder's widened eyes.

The former champion trembled on the ground as he watched the scene unfold. His shock slowly being replaced with anger which quickly increased to rage. Not only had he lost the match and with it his title and status but he lost it to a Faunus. He would never live this down he the five-year winner of the Vale Nihon Festival's fighting tournament bested by some stupid animal!

A roar suddenly snapped him out of his thoughts and he spun round. His rage melted away to fear as a large Ursa Major jumped out of the bushes behind him and stood on its hind legs rearing its head back it gave another roar alerting everyone to its presence. The festival grounds quickly emptied at the sight of the Creature of Grimm all but the recently dethroned champion. He laid on the ground looking up at the monster frozen in pure terror.

The beast lowered its head and stared down at the trembling whimpering man before it. It drew its right paw back ready to swipe down and kill the pathetic champion gave a shriek, crossed his arms in a pathetic attempt to protect himself and closed his eyes awaiting the fatal blow but it never came.

Confused he peaked out on eye to see why the Grimm hadn't finished him and he saw the challenger. His left arm held up blocking the beast's massive paw trembling under its strength but barely. Then the challenger pushed paw away and gave a massive shove to the Grimm's stomach with his right hand sending it flying back into the bushes it emerged from a tree behind the bushes shock sending more the leaves tumbling to the ground then usual. The challenger then turned his head and glanced down at the man he saved who snapped out of his trance and scampered away as fast as his legs would carry him.

Suddenly two more Ursai burst out of the bushes and stared down the Faunus from his right and left sides. They stared at the challenger and growled as if evaluating his strength while the challenger slowly looked from one Grimm to the other doing just that. First the one on his right then the one on his left before turning back to the first with a smile and a chuckle.

The Grimm he was looking away from roared then charged at the challenger who just popped his neck then as the Grimm was about to pounce on him it suddenly found his right palm in its stomach as he gave it a mighty shove sending it flying back a good distance. Its companion tried the same tactic as the challenger's back was turned but he spun round and delivered a kick to its gut sending it on flight just as long as its pal.

Then challenger then heard a growl from behind him and saw the Major slowly emerging from bushes the glow in its eyes telling that it anything but enjoyed its little flight somewhat understandable given the broken spikes on its back the challenger just smiled then pulled out a large battle axe, seemingly from nowhere, in his right hand. The axe was black in colour with a golden fabric wrapped around it near the bottom and had a slight wave in its handle. It also had a touch of silver on the edge of the blade with some gold details on the head while the back of the axe head looked like it was modified for some purpose.

The Ursa Major charged but the challenger just spun round and struck it on the side of the head with the cheek of the axe with a significant amount of force. The beast then straightened its neck to shake its head but the axe's cheek struck it again forcing it to spin round so its back was to the challenger as it shook its head to snap out of the daze it was put in.

Meanwhile its companion to the stranger's right had gotten up and was charging at the Faunus. The challenger at first made no move closing his eyes as if in concentration but then as the Ursa was about to pounce on him he switched his axe to his let then delivered a palm strike to the Grimm's snout strong enough to cave in its skull shattering its mask like face.

The last Grimm able to fight roared then ran up to the challenger and stood tall to swipe its paw at his head only for the challenger to switch his axe back to his right hand and spun around beheading the beast and sending its head flying into the air. The headless Grimm stood dead before falling on its side while its head bounced off its shoulder landing behind it. The Major then snapped out of its daze and stood above the challenger and roared only to take another palm strike to chest to force it back a few steps onto all fours.

The challenger then stood up straight and closed his eyes in concentration before a golden coloured aura flared from his body. The Grimm cocked its head at the sight as the aura seemed to give the Faunus a single horn sticking out of his forehead, claws over his knuckles and what appeared to be blades on his shoulders. Then the challenger's eyes snapped open shining gold followed by the aura dissipating and from an onlooker's perception it would have looked as if it was absorbed into the axe head. The edge of said axe head now glowed the same gold as the aura.

The challenger then threw his axe spinning into the air before adopting a strange stance with his knees bent his left hand in a fist against his hip and his right seemingly reaching for nothing on the ground. The Ursa watched as the challenger then jumped up surprisingly high into the sky legs spread and his right hand reaching up as he caught the axe the glowing blade seemed to burst with power as it returned to its master's grasp as he for a brief moment he stood against the slowly emerging shattered moon. The Challenger landed in front of the Ursa legs bent as he brought his weapon down with extreme force on its head which exploded as the weapon made contact.

(DYNAMIC!)

The challenger slowly raised his head then his gaze shot to his left as he heard a chorus of roars. Thundering out of the trees came a sleuth of seven or eight other Ursai a second Major leading the charge. The challenger just placed his axe in his obi sash on his back. He then popped his neck again and then ran at the horde head on. Just before he ran into the head of the crowd he spread his arms wide as if to embrace the Grimm in a hug and just as he was about collide with the Major he bent down, wrapped his arms around its chest then stood straight pushing against the beast that was forced into standing on its hind legs. Soon the Grimm behind it crashed into its back and piled up and the challenger dug the soles of his sandals into the ground then shoved against the mass of Ursai and managing to push them back down the path they came from with an astounding pace.

Soon they approached the top of the cliffs that usually made this area of Forever Fall a safe place. The challenger stopping just before the Ursa at the back of the pile could fall over the edge he then pulled his right arm back with the palm flat as it the hand glowed gold with a faint aura before thrusting it into the Major's chest with enough force to send the entire pile of beasts over the edge. But it didn't stop there when it's companions were beneath its back the Ursa Major inflated like a balloon before exploding causing its spikes to become deadly spear like projectiles piercing the other Grimm and sending them flying at the ground below where they landed dead with the Major's spikes pinning their corpses like arrows.

On top of the cliff the challenger stood at the edge overlooking the seemingly endless forest. His arms folded over his chest as the wind blew gently against him. His hair and the edges of his kimono blowing in the breeze while a snot bubble grew and shrunk as he snored. The challenger fell asleep standing against the sun as it slowly descended towards the peaks of the mountains leaves riding the wind flying past him while a train made its way along the tracks in the valley below.

(End song)

Kanji for "My strength has made you cry!" appears on the screen.

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