"Speaking"

"Transmission of thought"

Jaune POV

I ran. That all I been doing for the past hour( I think). The entire place is red there these crystal sticking out of the ground everywhere. There are these black mud like pool I was going to jump in one when a werewolf grim came out of it. After that I reasons that I very much like being human. I need to find a black water pool but where.

"Left"

Well there that voice again. How does it(he/she/they?) even know where these pool are? Well not like I got other option. "Who are you?"

"That's not important now. What is important, is that we get out of here."

"Well ya but how do you know the exit is in this direction?" hey I think I'm getting this talk with your mind stuff.

"We need to get allies. For the exits are most likely guarded like the one we came through."

Well then I wasted the last hour avoiding the Grim for nothing. That does allot make sense, sigh. "So how are going to do that?"

Salem POV

Well, Watts lab got destroyed, sigh. At least I saved the prime test subject and he is an interesting one. He has been running at a full sprint for the last hour and a half. He got the stamina of a Grim. If only he hop in a grim pool then we can get rid of that pesky will of his and finally get a queen on the enemy side of the board.

"My Lady." Tyrian said bowing to the point where his forehead touch the ground.

"Yes," she paused, looking in the distant south of the castle "Watts experiment is going for a run but he a bit lost, Could you escort our guest here?"

"Of course My Lady." I summon an Alpha Raven (Nevermore I recall that silver eye warrier called them) for Tyrian. That boy can detect the grim, always staying clear of grim. To bad too, the Grim are always around portal pool waiting for my command. Well the loss of Watts side project is unfortunate there are much more important matter to set in motion.

"Cinder."

"Yes, Master."

"I have deem you ready for the task at hand. You will gather subordinates and hunt down the fall maiden to claim her power as your own."

"Subordinates? Do I not posses the power need for the task at hand?"

"Cinder you must learn some tasks are time sensitive and it is best to get people capable of filling in while you're preoccupied. Look even a being with my power require to divide task among my followers."

"Yes Master."

Now, How Tyrian doing?

Tyrian POV

Well Gotta hand it he sure can run Watts said he immune to drugs. Makes you wonder how resistant he is to poison.

"Tyrian, feel free to test his combat potential being halve grim has peak my interest. I want to know how much of their instinct he got?"

"Yes My Lady as you command." Yes finally some fun. Grim not matter how old can't compare to Human creativity and insanity. Well I see him. Tap Tap Tap. And with that the Nevermore descend. Kid hasn't even turn around yet "Hey kid you there?."

"Five more minute." he said too quiet for a human to hear. Five minute why not if it make this trip worthwhile. Looking out at the land it's perfect. Land red like it was bathed in the blood of a massacre. Ditches that could. Wait ditches o this kid did something to the grim pools. O this is so going to be fun.

~~~5 minute later~~~

"You done yet kid or do you need more time?" Kid turn around and open his eyes but they are not his sea blue eye they are grim eyes. Amazingly the eyes are the only changes to this kid some iron will this kid got. "Alright we can do this the boring way or the fun way kid!" His shadow grown too big and circular for him to be casting it.

"Attack!" and with that a dozen hounds charge at me from his shadow. Killing his grim was easy. Despite there only being twelve he keep replacing them. These newborn hounds aren't acting like how standard grim work. They adapting to my style despite only existing for a few seconds. Ok two option a) the grim mind are being reuse and he cap at twelve or b) he is learning my style and is controlling them very precisely. I am leaning toward the latter cause the kids sweating bullets and has not made an attempt to run.

Jaune POV

"Shit! Constantly remaking my forces is draining."

"Hey at least this hound design of your seem working. Plus they seem to be picking up his style a few death."

"But it's not good enough and giving them armor would take more time then I have."

"We could try making a run for it there a hoard of grim to our right. Plus our reserve are barely phase even tho we lost 57 bodies."

"I can't outrun him and the minute I stop making troop their nothing stopping him from nabbing me."

"Just run I'll take over production it will just be slower."

"Fine but I'm going to take one with me." and with that I ran from Tyrian straight toward a massive hoard of grim, great!

~~~~5 minute later~~~~

Great. There is an ancient pack of werewolf to vast to count and Tyrian finish off the last of my troop there. To make matter worst I only have two hounds to work with.

"The others ten were just defeated."

"Hey the wolves seem to be resting. You could sneak through with the grim scent you have?"

"And if I fail they will… actually what will they do?"

"Worst case you get knock out and awaken in a cage but you will live."

Alright I'm going to make a beeline line straight to the black water and have my forces just trail behind me. So far so good I'm halfway to water and Tyrian seem to not know where I am given he has yet to show up. Maybe I was overthinking it earlier.

"Kid where you think your going!?" Tyrian yelled awakening the grim. Nope spoke too soon. Well it's too late now I jump in the pool and darkness embrasses me once again.

Author note

So the nest chapter going to feature a Caravan that Jaune meet. So if you guys want to help me make the Oc then that would be neet.