AN: So im testing out my ability at darker more brutal writing type. Give me your thoughts. Excuse the mistakes in grammar and any inconsistencies please be sure to alert me of them so that i can fix it. I've got some stuff planned and updates should be more vivid for this story then other projects due to the lack of an editor at the moment.


As the blizzard at Brensworth finally settled many Guards Men left their shelter to continue their shifts. Some others had been trapped in buildings where snow had piled up to the top of the door. The snow itself had gone up to waist height in the mostly abandoned outskirts of the town. It was truly a nuisance for any partner's unlucky enough to have shifts in those areas. Worse was the fate of any who had yet to get indoors as multiple red eyes dashed across the snow their light steps making them almost impossible to hear aside from their heavy panting. They swarmed out of a covered alleyway where a young man had attempted to take shelter from the blizzard. The snow and walls had been splotched in an unsavory red color and scent of death. One that followed the dog like Grimm trekking the roads of the town at a horrifically fast speed.

Two partners patrolling a near by street immediately went on edge as a monstrous howl erupted from the ceiling of one of the buildings and was quickly answered by a dozen smaller high pitched ones. The two men where quick to equip their weapons the taller one of the two unsheathing a pristine white rapier and taking a defensive stance. The shorter one knelt in the snow resting the top of his bulky black rifle on the densely packed snow. He flipped a switch and it produced a soft hum that softly grew louder in unison with the soft yet swift thumping of paws heading their direction.

"Alvin?" The rifle man spoke softly as he struggled to keep the slightly vibrating rifle steady waiting for the target to appear. "Alvin?" The swords man didn't respond yet again as his eyes kept an eye on the snow. "Alvin?!" He yelled a little bit getting Alvin's attention.

"Keep concentration Axel" Was his response as the paws grew louder about to turn the corner. "Now!" He yelled as his rapier began to glow fire dust being channeled into the blade and with a wave a fire ball was launched at the wolf like Grimm that turned the corner causing it to roll away to the side regaining its balance quickly running again. Two others fell into the extremely soft and lightly melted snow patch he had made. Axel took his shot at the one in the lead a spike approximately the size of half his rifle was launched at an extraordinary speed ripping straight through the leading Grimm but nearly immediately losing all its velocity.

Alvin was quick to begin reloading his rifle as the other two quickly recovered and with bloodied maw's and blood red eyes charged like wild bulls to the partners. Before either could make a move in defense a mighty gust of wind and snow blew at them knocking all of them off balance. The two Grimm recovered just a second later them the rifle man who was quick to dispath of one of them while Alvin took a plunge with his rapier coating it in fire dust making the blade reach just the right temperature to pierce the Grimm's renowned tough hide. He twisted the blade inside the Grimm making it yip in agony as it died. He pulled the blade out as the possibly life saving wind dyed down to a small flurry.

"Where the hell did those come from?" Asked Axel the rifleman as he loaded another steel pike into the large rifle like weapon.

"I'm not sure... But wasn't their... More..." Alvin's face became pale as several more red eyes pierced the flurry encasing them. Snarls just barely covered by the high pitched whistle of the slowly strengthening wind. Snow being kicked up more till the red eyes disappeared in the snow storm. "Axel... Get a flare ready." His partner responded with much urgency as he pulled a red hand gun from his cloak loading a small red bullet inside. "shoot. Now!" Yelled Alvin as he got into a defensive stance narrowing his eyes on the slowly reappearing red ones.

The flare that shot into the air lit up its red blinding light reflecting off the snow swarming around them lighting the whole street in blinding red revealing dozens of the snarling four legged wolf like Grimm stood upon the snow. But nothing was as terrifying for them as the monstrosity that lunged through the air extinguishing the just barely lit flare in its wide mouth landing with a loud thud behind them. Axel quick as ever turned immediately as the monstrosity turned to face him. Unlike the other grimm it was much larger. Roughly two times the size of a Beowulf its white pristine bone armored body blending perfectly into the snow. Its eyes burned with red rage as its snarl silenced the Dire Grimm's immediately. Its heavy body slowly approaching them. Neither of the soldiers could move. Alvin's eyes where glued on the monsters narrow red eyes. They burned into his soul. The burning orbs dissolved any courage in his body as he began to softly shake his stance breaking.

Axel who had gaped in sheer horror and amazement recovered just barely enough. He pulled his eyes from the monsters and aimed his rifle to the beast taking a shot. The pike shattered like glass against its body only angering the monster. The frigid air suddenly became even colder the armor seeming to stiffen on them as the blizzard grew more ferocious as it released an unearthly roar. It ran forward swiping a mighty paw at Axel swatting him away like a fly his body flying into the column of a wooden building along the snow covered street the porch roof collapsing on the rifleman as the monster lunged at Alvin who barely managed to pull his rapier into a defensive position in time the blade did little more than get caught in the beasts sharp teeth but the metal was strong and didn't snap even when the beast fell on top of Alvin Its claws wrapped on either end of the blade overlapping Alvin's hands and digging into them making him yell in agony as he attempted to keep the monster off him.

As he held the beast off he let a part of his brain try to calculate the situation. They where so far away from the more heavily populated area of the town it was unlikely any citizens had heard the commotion. The flare had lit so briefly and hadn't gotten high enough to alert any one further than a few streets away. He quickly understood he was screwed. The Grimm's face grew closer to his when two shots fired out not to far away each followed by the yelp of a Dire Grimm. Perhaps it wasn't hopeless. With a sudden surge of adrenaline he attempted to kick the grimm off. The beast stumbled back only slightly when he added a head butt to the attack. But there was enough distance for him to run to the rifle fire. But a smaller creature chomped at his ankle sharp teeth puncturing the armored boots and his skin. He screamed in agony as another small terror of a Grimm jumper up clamping on his wrist pulling him down into the snow as they pulled at his body. Two lights from the other rifle man turned the corner when claws grasped tightly to his helmet cracking the visor and picking him up off the snow his feet dangling as he struggled in the deathly grip of the beast. Two blinding lights shined upon him as the clawed large hand squeezed making a horrible noise that echoed in the street as the snow storm suddenly stopped in perfect synch with the mans thoughts, hopes and dreams.


AN: R&R Please