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Chapter Two: Revelation

"AHHHHHHHHH-!"

With a much too scream much to high pitched for the young man's liking, he dropped in a flash. Tucking his head between his much smaller legs in shock. Trying to hide his vision from his approaching doom. Yet, it was in doing so that Doc saved himself. For in dropping to the fetal position in terror. He made his already diminutive body much, much smaller. And with the not so intelligent monster having made its pounce. It was left with very little room for compensation. Eyes widening, the beast sailed over its intended preys head. Instead the force of almost a tonne of monster rocketed straight towards the very tree which had stolen the blondes hat.

THUNK

Satisfying noise aside. The momentum the monster had built in its charge had led to its own downfall. The concussive force of all the creatures weight hitting the solid oak, knocking it out cold.

"-AHHHHHHHH-!"

But the moss eyed boy had not seen nor heard this. For throughout the entirety of the beast's blunder. He had been screaming with his head tucked between his legs.

"AHHH… Huh?"

Having finally exhausted the capacity of his lungs. He grew silent. With the ear bleeding noise at last put to an end. Doc was forced to ask whether or not he was alive. After taking a few seconds to check that he was indeed breathing. He summoned the courage to peek out a single eye to gage his surroundings. With a bit more force of will, he finally raised his head from its safe position between his legs. Sitting up in a manner reminiscent of when he had first arrived here. The youth swiveled his head back and forth three times. Just to confirm.

"Im alive!"

Swiftly scrambling to his feet and sighing in pure relief. He sized up the beast that had turned him into such a quivering mess. But has his brain analyzed the entity in front of him. (It was face first in the very spot that the man had arrived here.) The shoulder sagging comfort that had come at the beast fall was instead replaced by an elation of his own survival. A smug grin stretched across his pale face. Making his white teeth shine in the moonlight that had befallen the clearing.

"Ha! Take that you ugly brute, I had it all planned from the beginning!"

The duster clad man began to flail his arms and spin his body in what appeared to be a terrible imitation of a victory dance. With a triumphant tone to his voice. The man would add a chant to his ensemble. Making quite a fool of himself in the process. But high on the fact that he was still alive. Nothing could stop his joy.

Except for when he noticed something familiar.

With uneasy haste the man quieted. Catching something from the corner of his eye. Something that reminded him of something that he held most dear to his heart. It was the beast. His happiness felt so long in the past now. So swiftly forgotten as he approached the fallen animal. An almost uneasy tone took the man's voice.

"No way."

With disbelief palpable, Doc leaned in closer to the being. Ignoring his burning nostrils and screaming survival instinct all the while. Eager now to examine the monster.

It was massive. He could tell even now that if it stood on its hind legs it would nearly triple him in height. Or maybe that's just because he was short? The fur that covered the entirety of its intimidating frame was pitch black and matted, covered in all sorts of stains. Looking closer. Doc could almost smell the tangy copper of blood. Shaking his head and forcing himself to move on, the man shifted his gaze. Noticing that even with the discoloration of these undesirable stains. The midnight fur was quickly blending into the ever darkening night.

Almost like it belonged there.

Except it wasn't those features that had given Doc enough pause to stop his celebration. Although rare, these traits could be found on normal wildlife. Even if it would be crazy for all of them to find their way on a wolf. Rather, it was the other features that this lupine mammal displayed.

White. Spiky bone like structures jutted out of the back if the creatures spine. Forming a long, white washed ridge along its back. The same material was elsewhere on it as well. Small portions of the substance forming plates on the knees and elbows. Small specks were strewn about randomly as well. The most dashing source if white was located on the head of the creature. Forming a skull mask around the entirety of its face. But it was what was on the mask that called the most attention.

Red markings ran along the mask and bone of the beast. Forming seemingly random scribbles and symbols in its bloody color. And as Doc finished his inspection he still couldn't forget the most striking feature. The eyes. The very windows that had peered at him from the darkness of the surrounding wood. Analyzing, waiting for the perfect opening. Burning with nothing but malice, hate, and vengeance.

A shudder. Passed through Doc's slim shoulders. Remembering the gaze all to well. The image having been burned to into his mind. But Doc shook his head. Turning his view back onto the being in front of him. And forcing his thoughts back onto the matter. But all the mind-blown man could think of to say was-

"No way!"

He clutched his head and backed away in uncertainty.

"I have got to be on something."

"Because-"

He dropped his hands and muttered in awe.

"That's a Grimm."

Without warning thunder and lighting clapped through the heavens above. And rain began to fall on Docs shoulders. Grey skies above hid the moon from view. And the land was engulfed in near darkness. But as the young man struggled to come to grips with what he was seeing. The newly identified grimm began to rouse from its tree induced slumber.

The shifting of the creature caught the distraught mans attention. Suddenly the man knew what needed to be done. And at last listening to his inner systems prerogative. He followed his instincts, and ran. Rain drenched the confused and fearful boy as he sprinted away from the clearing. Every step into the unknown. Every second carrying him away from where he arrived here, away from the possible way home. Yet as he distanced himself further and further away, he did not cry. As the woods grew denser and the night darker. He did not falter.

"There's no way!"

Even as he heard the beast begin to follow. Quickly making up for his head start. Even has he hear it howl for aid.

Even as he heard numerous howls sound out in response. Even as the situation became more dangerous. He did not even frown.

Infact. Has his chest began to hurt. Has his feet began to stumble. He smiled, a full blown happy grin.

For even as he neared ever closer to the cliff of death. He was still caught up in one thought. The one thing he had been thinking the entirety of his run so far.

'I'm actually here!'

His dusty eyes seemed to glow brighter even those of the red surrounding him as he ran.

'I can save them'

With that they pounced.