AN: So i decided to continue this into a full on story to work on on the side. It doesn't connect to any of my other stories. I may involve team RWBY and JNPR at some point. Winter is also present but its kind of a younger take on her character from when she was in her 2nd year at Atlas. Give me your thoughts. This will be a very serious storie and there will be gore as we get into the story. Mostly OC. No pairings are decided.


The snow came down in a violent flurry of white rage on the small town. Snow had buried most of the town in up to knee deep snow. The only people bothering to walk in the snow where the town guards. Each clad in black cloaks with rapiers sheathed to their belts. And their face protected by a white pristine helmet matching the snow flake emblems on their uniforms. They trudged clumsily through the thick snow keeping their eyes narrowed onto their path. Frost covered their cloaks frozen onto their visors making their eye sight partially useless in the violent blizzard of snow.

Two soldiers where on their lonesome as they entered the town square talking to each other over the built in helmet radio's. "Snow sure is a bitch ain't it buddy?" Asked one as she wiped her visor of snow for the millionth time as another cold breeze blew by her.

"No Shit! I can barely see five feet in fucking front of me! I mean for the love of Oum can't nature turn the blizzards off?!" He whines into the communicator causing his partner to wince and turn the receiver volume on her helmet down.

"Damnit Fredrick don't talk so loudly you'll blow my ear out!" She snapped irritably to Fredrick who laughed heartily at his friends reaction.

"Only when the snow quiets down to!" his laughter was joined by the loud whistle of another strong gust coating their visors in fresh snow and making them stumble back slightly. "I'll tell you this is one of the strongest snow storms we've had in years." He stood tall staring intently up to the imposing shadow of a nearby mountain. "It hasn't been this hard since..."

His partner had stopped moving forward to look at Fredrick. "Don't leave me hanging buddy"

Fredrick sighed shaking his head looking to his partner and shivering "Well last time it snowed this hard... Was when the Monarch raided the town."

She gave a funny look "Monarch? Like a butterfly?"

Fredrick chuckled as he pushed onward into the snow his partner following closely behind. "I forgot you didn't grow up here right?" She didn't let her answer already well aware of what she would respond with. "Well when I was a boy there used to be a legend of a great beast known as the Winter Monarch. There where few eye witness reports and fewer sightings from the guard but anyone who lived here feared it."

"How can you fear something you've never seen?"

"Well when it has an alleged murder streak of five to ten people a month you learn to fear it." Was his response as he wiped his visor again the wind getting stronger the longer they walked the snow covered streets. "It was said to have teeth like daggers that could tear flesh and bone like it was butter. Eyes the color of blood. And claws like giant meat hooks. It was said to be faster than any Grimm ever seen in history..." He shuddered softly "It used to give me nightmares when I was a chi-" His sentence was cut off as the wind picked up ten fold picking up snow and small objects flinging them down the street.

"Wow!" Fredrick turned grabbing his partner and pulling her close as the snow completely encompassed them in a thick blizzard making their eye sight absolutely useless. "On second thought! Don't let go of me till we get out of this storm." He truned tightly holding his partners hand as he traveled down the street knowing most building's where locked down he headed to the only open building in the storm he knew of.


-WM-


The blizzard seemed to pick up in ferocity as they shuffled their way to the rectangular wooden Inn. Fredrick struggled to close the door but a patron sitting inside and his smaller female partner managed to shut the thick wooden door and lock it down. The Inn itself was rather large. A long square cobblestone fire pit sat in the middle providing a nice lighting to the center of the Inn, candles placed along the walls provided a softer lighting over the large tables lining the walls. A counter sat on the far left of the building where a young ginger woman happily swept the floor and an elderly man behind her organized the shelves and updated the list of available rooms.

Fredrick walked to the counter. "Excuse me ma'am. Me and my fellow guards man require a room."

She quickly smiled and nodded"Let me see what is available."She put her hand out as he reached for his wallet "No need dear. Me and my father will gladly offer a room free of charge. Its the least we can do for you two. Is there anything else you require?" She asked as she checked a room number on the list behind her with a black marker and bent down to get the room key from under the counter.

"No that will be all ma'am. Thank you" After he received the key he was quick to run to his partners side.

She had already sat down by the fire her helmet resting by her feet as she took off her gauntlets and held her hands out to the fire. She gently brushed her white hair out of her icy blue eyes huffing slightly "That was so weird."

He nodded as he pulled up a chair next to her and took off his own helmet taking a deep breath rubbing his brown eyes. "No joke. That Blizzard went from bad to worse without warning." He leaned into his chair groaning. "And now are shift report is going to be late. What are we gonna do Winter?"

Winter shrugged. "I'm sure we aren't the only group who had to take shelter." She sighed. "I'm just worried my professor will be disappointed if I do anything under my best. But its not like I can control weather right?" She asked looking to Fredrick who simply nodded in response as he wiped some frost off his helmet.

"It's only your first week here." He placed his helm down and wrapped himself in his cloak. "So how do you think the life of guardsman is so far?"

"It's... Difficult. At least as long as the weather is like this... Hey tell me more about the Monarch." She noticed some stares from others sitting at the tables eating some midnight snacks. She immediately dismissed the looks. She was more interested in the Lore of the town at the moment.

He stopped to think. "Well how much would you like to know?"

"Everything. It would be nice to know more about this little town. It sounds like you have some rather unique Grimm here if the ones I saw in the forest on my way here are anything to go by."

"Oh the Dire Grimm you mean? Yeah wouldn't want to wish that monstrosity upon anyone. Little devils have Hide almost as tough as a Goliath, the agility of a rabbit in heat and don't even get me started on their speed. We're trained specifically on how to kill them but all that training goes out the window when you have a pack of them running at you almost as fast as a bullet. It's terrifying." He shuddered as he thought of the creatures. "But no where near as scary as the history surrounding the Monarch." "The beast tormented the town since before it had even grown large enough to be considered a Town. Back in the early days of Brensworth when it was a humble lumber village with little significance it's founder Adalhard Schnee had gone out on a hunting trip."

"Wait wait. This town was settled by a Schnee?" Winter asked incredulously.

"Yes. Although here its a well known fact he and all his descendents where very quickly disowned by the Schnee's who founded the Schnee Dust Company." He sighed "They've absolutely demolished the existence of Adalhard and his bloodline for reasons I cannot begin to comprehend. Until recently the town was always governed by someone of the Schnee bloodline."

"What happened that changed that?" Winter asked slightly steering the topic off its original subject.

"Well the last descendent. Ruford Schnee went off to continue the long family tradition of leaving to the wild to kill the Monarch. But unlike his ancestors of the past he had never married or had children when he left. And just like many before him... He never returned..." His face looked solemn as he stared to the floor gripping his helmet tightly. "He had been a great leader... Even at a young age he was gifted with having such a developed understanding of the world. This town saw it's greatest times under his care. He wasn't much for flirting and even with his sweet nature he never bothered to attempt at a girlfriend always saying he needed to focus on helping the town. At fifteen his father became deathly ill and died leaving him in charge." Fredrick soothed back his peppermint hair leaning back.

"I knew Ruford as a personal friend. He was such a smart man... Then he fell ill to the curse of Winter." Fredrick chuckled as he realized the coincidence that his partners name was Winter.

Winter caught on to his stifled laughter and rolled her eyes at his amusing. "Curse of Winter? Whats that?"

"The curse of winter. Well the legend goes that while Adalhard was out hunting he came across the shack of a cannibalistic witch. They fell into a quick battle that ended with Adalhard burning the shack and gouging the cannibals eye out. Before he killed the witch however, it placed a curse on Adalhard's family. Signs of the curse where Red eyes, hallucinations, and uncontrollable rage. The legend states that the final stage of the curse was unspeakable. It also said it would never end until the monster of the mountain was vanquished." He sighed.

"That was the birth of the Winter Monarch. Alpha to all Grimm of the mountain and the deadliest Grimm alive. It tormented Adalhard's family and the town for generations... Then Ruford left out on his hunt after he took ill to the curse. He had taken nothing more than a sword and rifle. My father who at the time had been captain of the guard chased after him. Neither returned..." Winter felt her hand reach out to Fredrick's shoulder. He turned to face her. "But as far as we know their hunt was not in vain." He added managing a soft smile. "The Monarch never returned to the village and although none of their bodies where ever found its believed they must of taken it down with them."

Winter smiled softly and gave him a small pat on the shoulder as she stood up " I'm really sorry to hear that."

He Sighed and looked into the fire. "It's okay. They died as hero's..." He was clearly getting lost in his thoughts.

"well i'm getting tired" He absent mindfully gave her the key to which she sighed taking the key. "come to bed soon will you?" He nodded looking to the floor. Winter wasn't one for being ignored but she let it slide. She didn't want to displease her mentor on this mission further. So she left to the double bed room to rest for the night.


AN: hope you enjoyed or found this interesting. Its a poor chapter i know and im sure its full of problems but i will try to fix certain things up as time goes on. Since there is no editor for this story yet updates should be often depending on my will to type something up. Have a good day/night.