Chapter 7

The Price for Love

"Are you really sure?"

"…"

"He will fail."

"…."

"Why?"

"…"

"Really?"

"…"

"My god, you are so foolish, he is a dragon, he is destruction."

"…."

"Your selfishness will kill even more people and he will suffer an endless torture."

"…."

"Believe me, you are wrong about him.

"…."

"As you wish, with this our contract is finished."

"….."

XXX

Fucked.

This is the only word, which could describe the situation Dusk and Auburn were, right now.

Kusanagi was under attack by the Grimm, and if the situation wasn't already bad enough, both Huntresses were even more distressed by the information they gathered.

"And you are sure about it, Helvede?" Dusk asked again, while she, her best friend and some guard ran through the streets, while also killing Grimm.

"Yes, ma'am. Our men….were killed, not by Grimm, but by someone. Their throats were slit and some had broken necks."

Auburn bit her lower lip "So, that means someone lured the Grimm in, but not before killing the guards."

The fox-faunus hissed at the thought that someone would do something vile like that, but she wasn't very surprised.

"Help!"

The group was broke out of their thoughts, when they saw, that a group of Huntsmen and Huntresses were trying to repel a horde of Beowolfs, while also protecting a group of citizens.

Before Dusk and Auburn quickened their way towards them, all Grimm in their sight suddenly began to stop in their tracks and with their slaughter as well.

All people looked in confusion at humanity's bane, as if a switch was flipped, causing them to behave suddenly different.

But then….

"Guh!" Dusk shuddered…

"What's the matter?" Auburn looked at worry as she noticed Dusk's ears were straight up and the fur on her tail as well.

"*RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWRRR*" A bloodcurdling roar echoed through the entire village as all people looked up.

*BOOOM*

Followed by a whistle something crashed into the group of Beowolfs immediately killing most of them, while the others were sent flying.

"What the!?" One of the Huntsmen shielded his eyes from the dirt and dust, yet the grip on his weapon became tighter.

He brandished his weapon, causing the cloud of dirt to be blown away, while in the meantime Dusk's and Auburn's group joined his peers and the villagers.

"Is everyone alright!?" As a doctor, Auburn immediately asked them if they were injured, which they replied with a shook of their heads.

"Holy shit!" Hearing the rather funny swearing of the Huntsman, all persons bent their heads to him and what they saw wasn't a really pretty sight.

Lying in the crater, while naturally begin to dissolve, was a full matured and big Beringel….or rather what was still left from him.

The Gorilla Grimm's left arm was completely torn, while his legs were broken and his lower jaw was missing.

*Ffft* And then the corpse of the Grimm vanished.

"What the…" Helvede muttered, in shock, like the others "Who just….."

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWR!"

XXX

I had dreams of the primal queen wonders that lived inside the hearts of love and hushed whispers of all its children that I knew were once whole.

Mikhail dashed forward, grabbing the gunsword of a dead Huntsman lying on the street, with immense speed. Several Grimm felt his presence and stopped or ignored who they fought and kill.

I seek the revelations of all that the holy and unholy told to the fatuous in the dreams of cold cinders in the dawn that fade across lakes of blood and corpses that eat the loaves of children from god's trees in autumn.

A grimm lunged at him, only to be impaled by the gun sword, which was pierced into his open maw and right through the back of its head. Mikhail smirked and pulled the trigger of the weapon, causing the skull of pop like a ripe fruit. The corpse was sent backwards crashed into a group of creepers, knocking them temporally out.

Endless suffering is the woe of ignorant creatures that never lack to seek the abyss of their own hearts and only see the wealth of a poor world suffering to flay its own body in knife wounds of dark and brutal glee.

He grabbed the second Beowolf which lunged at him as well, and crashed the beast into the third one, attacking him. Both Grimms whimpered in pain, which ended, when Mikhail stabbed the long sword into their piled bodies. Finishing his kill he threw the Grimms at the ones, which were piled up by the dissolving corpse of their brethren, and took a deep breath, causing his chest to expand. As every survivor close to him, looked in awe of his brutal slaughtering, their jaws widen, when dozens of fireballs came out from his glowing mouth and scorched the group of Creepers into a blaze. Yet that wasn't even the ending. Some fireballs moved like homing missiles towards the other Grimm and burning them to cinders.

The never-ending nightmare is a dream to the faceless angel that wanders across the battlefields and the remnants of men and kings.

He jumped in the sky, not just some meters, literally upwards in the sky, over Kusanagi. While being in the air, Mikhail snarled as dozens of orange runes appeared behind him. The runes were perfectly round with prism-like signs that moved in clockwise action and in the inner layer of the runes there was a blooming four-petal flower with a burning orb in it.

Nightshade is shadows in all honest blinks of the three red eyes that sort through the bile of newborn songstresses; instant warmth is a mother's love in dreams before anything was ever evil or good.

From each rune, twelve fire missiles emerged and began to fly over the fire-illuminated sky of the village. All survivors gazed with wide eyes, as each fire missiles automatically found their way to Grimms.

In ephemeral moments the blood-colored sun is beating like drums in all hearts eat the ear of noise and innocence.

The sound of several explosions echoed through the entire village as hundreds of Grimm cried and howled when they found their death by being swallowed by hot flames. With their pack leader dead and their number dwindled drastically, Mikhail could only sneer in amusement, as he landed on the ground, which cracked by the sheer immense force of the impact.

The amorous violence of lust is all the assurance you will ever need…

He took a deep breath and let another bloodcurdling roar out, which was so strong that the shockwave it caused was visible and several buildings collapsed. Every Grimm, which was still alive or survived Mikhail's attack, within Kusanagi, winced in pain at the roar, and they were not alone. Even the Faunus sans Dusk began to cover their ears and began to cry and scream in terror and anguish. Shortly the Grimm fled, fearing that what caused them to be attracted in first place was more terrifying than they thought.

But in the end it was over, Kusanagi survived…..And yet…

….to know the worthlessness of life, Mikhail.

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Mikhail's seals are the combination from the ones, in the Ending A, were he uses his magic but with Zero's Emblem, in it.

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