"Okay, what happened?"
Roman was standing at his desk, two White Fang guards standing in front of him. They looked exceeding nervous. Mostly because they failed to protect his train shipment of dust.
"Sir, the train was attacked by what the survivor claimed to be a winged beast attacked the train. Only one man survived the incident."
"Grimm?" Roman questioned.
"No sir." They responded.
"Take me to that man."
The faunus began to escort Roman Torchwick to the medical wing of their base. Call him paranoid, put he began to notice a pattern. Two of his hired men from Junior were found in a backalleway, drained of blood. Several of White Fang guards were found in the woods, viciously mauled by a creature that he doubted was the Grimm. Cinder would not be happy to all these reports. But he had no time to hold to these thoughts. He entered the hospital room with the survivor inside.
The faunus had tiger ears and oily black hair. His eyes darted back and forth and his mouth was opening in closing in rapid breathe.
"Son, can you please tell me…" Roman had no time to finish his sentence as the man lurched forwards, grabbing him by the suit. The escorts pulled out their swords and stood for Roman's command, but he gestured them away.
"It came from the sky and tore through our defenses. I saw my comrades on fire and some of them were being eaten by this monstrosity. It looked at me with its red eyes and I swore it spoke in my mind." He said, a complete nervous wreck, tears streaming down his face.
"What did it say?" Roman said, playing along.
"It said, tell Roman, I'm coming for him next." The man finally said, bursting into tears.
Roman had to stand back as the man let go. He knew the man was probably delirious.
Flashback
The train was moving through Forever Falls at full speed. The stolen containers of dust on their way to the south east side of Vale. The guards were doing recon patrol to ensure that there were not stowaways. The man with the tiger ears patrolled the third boxcar on the train.
"God, this is boring." He said to himself, lowering his voice so no one could hear what he said.
"Something is coming for the train at two o' clock." Said the voice over the radio, indicating something was on its way.
The guards positioned their guns up to the sky when they saw an unexpected sight. They were, at the very least expecting a Nevermore, but they saw a dragon.
A real, flesh and blood dragon.
The dragon looked nothing like a Grimm. Its scales a radiant gold color and it had orange leathery-like wings. It had two brown horns on its head but what caught the guard's attention were the creature's eyes. They were piercing blood red.
"Open fire." He heard on the radio.
Soon, the whole train lit up with gunfire.
That's when everything went straight to hell in a hand basket. The bullets were bouncing off the creatures hide and the dragon roared with fury. In an instant, it flew to the back of the train and began to fly from the back to the front, spewing fire as it flew. The dust was safe in the containers, but the guards were not so lucky. He watched as his friends and comrades, whom he had worked with, catch fire. The sound of gunfire was slowly replaced by the creature's roar and the sounds of the dying. The guard did the one sensible thing he could think of. He hid.
He emerged as the flames pass over him and saw a deer faunus attacking the dragon with his sword. The dragon's underbelly scales were red and he could clearly see them as the dragon has landed on his car. But he was too paralyzed with fear to do anything. The man hacked and slashed at the dragon's face. The dragon, however, casually moved its head away from the blade. Soon, it let out a piercing roar as it widened its mouth and swallow the man whole. Soon, the dragon looked to where the guard was standing. He had long since lost his gun and sword but the creature stared at him with a look that could kill. Soon he heard a voice in his head. The voice was female, but it was angered and ancient.
Tell Roman I'm coming for him next. The voice said.
With that, the creature flew off.
Present day, Forever Falls
Blake Belladonna walked through the woods without fear. She knew that the forest itself was a haven for the Grimm but she was not scared. She arrived at the clearing she was told to go to at a certain time. When she got there, she heard that roar that had become all too familiar. Soon, the dragon flew from the sky and landed right in front of her. Its red eyes, watching the young faunus with intent.
"Your late, Yang." Blake said criticizing the shifter's arrival.
Sorry kitty cat. I was busy searching for White Fang hideouts when a bunch of guys started shooting at me. Said the blonde, who was in her alternate state.
"Whatever." Said Blake as she walked over to her teammate's now elongated neck. With little effort, she hoisted herself on where the neck met the back. She pulled out her trusty weapon, Gambol Shroud as they prepared to take off.
"Let's go."
Okay, but after this can we get a bite of something to eat? Going into this dragon form makes me hungry.
"Of course Yang." Blake told her teammate as they took off, looking for Torchiwick and his allies.
RWBY: The Monsters Within.
Coming soon…