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Chapter Cover: Blake seating alone as the shadows of two men stood beside her...
Chapter Fifty-Six
Hell's Wonderland
Blake followed by Mirkia and Torchwick made their way through the jungle and aiming straight toward the direction where the Grimm had came from. Blake despite the wounds she had upon her shoulder was walking straight toward the direction where the Grimm had come from.
"I don't want to sound nagging…," Torchwick said as he walked with them, "But walking toward where those Grimm came from doesn't really sound like a good idea you know."
"It's the entire reason we came to this island Torchwick," Blake answered without bothering to look at him, "Or have you forgotten?"
"Some would think after what you have seen you would have decided to give up or something," he said.
Blake let out a sigh as she didn't even bother to answer him. Mirkia however seems to have a few choice words to say to the man that had come with them. The Tigress sounded a little pissed off at what he was saying.
"Not everyone is a coward like you Torchwick," she said.
"I hardly call having some form of self-preservation cowardice," he answered, "From what you are saying…those Grimms are different than the normal ones that appears from time to time…if that doesn't spell out danger for you girls, then I don't know what is."
Mirkia gave him a glance.
"Torchwick," she asked, "Who told you about the information that you give us about the Schnee girl?"
Blake came to a stop and glanced behind her, giving the Tigress a warning look. Torchwick seem to have came a stop as well with a surprised look upon his face at what he had asked. That was something Blake had had been planning to ask the man about but…
"Where did this came from all of a sudden?" he asked not keeping the surprise from his voice.
"Humor us," Mirkia told him with a blank look, "How about you tell us who the one who give you that information was?"
Torchwick frowned to himself.
"What are you guys doubting now?" he asked, a light frown upon his features, "From what I heard going on in Vale, you made good on the information that I gave you. So who cares on how I got that information?"
"Enough Mirkia," Blake said, "This is not the time for this, you know that."
"But Blake…?" Mirkia started.
The dark haired girl glanced at her, the golden eyes seemingly hardening as she stared at her companion. Mirkia must have noticed how frosty her face had become for the girl relented in her questioning. Torchwick, himself, was staring at the two of them with confused look upon his face.
"Alright," he asked, "Are any of you going to clue me in on what was that about?"
"It's nothing you should concern yourself with," Blake told him as she continued to walk in front of them.
The group had come to a stop as they stepped out of the trees and found themselves looking at the open area with a lot of sands everywhere. Blake walked forward not seeing anything worth of anything there thought she still has her hand upon her sword so that she was ready if anything that might be attacking them out of nowhere.
"Doesn't seem to have anything going on," she said her eyes narrowing.
Mirkia was glancing around herself, as Torchwick approached toward them as well. The trio stood together as they glanced around themselves before a loud clanking noise filled the air around them causing the group to glance around.
"What was that sound?" Torchwick asked.
"I don't know," Mirkia said, "It sounded like something mechanical but I don't see anything like this around….?"
The ground beneath their feet instantly disappeared from sight causing the trio to fall down through the sandy ground they were standing on and fell through the darkness before landing down upon the ground. Blake let out a gasp of pain from where she had fallen on her wounded shoulder. The dark haired had let out a small hiss of pain as she glanced around herself.
"What the hell…?"
The place they were in was filled with Cages, similar to something she'd see at where they keep animals from the wild but these cages looked strange too and she can see that something had been biting at the bars that were in front of her.
"Blake…are you okay?"
It was Mirkia and the girl was with Torchwick as well. The man was glancing around them and it seems that he didn't have his signature bowler hat upon his head. His red hair was falling around his face as he was glancing around himself.
"I'm fine," Blake said glancing around herself.
"Sisters of the White Fang," a voice spoke out drawing the girls' attention toward them, "I bid you welcome to Las Hazard."
Blake glanced around herself, searching for the source of the voice.
"While I am curious as to the reason you have come to my island," the voice continued, "I cannot deny that you have done a wonderful job against the Hounds. Your group was the first to actually manage to defeat him in battle and you have also given me some beautiful research material."
Blake narrowed her eyes.
"Who the hell are you?" she called out.
"Oh…that's right," the voice continued, "I have forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Desmeron Saddler."
"How did you know we were part of the White Fang?" Mirkia asked.
"Oh…I know quite a lot about you all," the man, Saddler said a small chuckle in his voice, "I have kept a close eyes on the White Fang over the years since you are all descendant of the once great Faunus Clan that once existed centuries ago but now… you are scattered across Remnant, homeless, powerless and without purpose…isn't that right Blake Belladonna."
Blake's eyes widened lightly, hearing the man said her name.
How the hell did he knew my name?
"I know all of your names," the man continued, "Roman Torchwick and Mirkia Storm…but tell me, can you survive my little Wonderland?"
There was a sound of something moving again and Blake could hear the snarls echoing in the place they were in. Mirkia had drew her sword again as she stared at the location in front of her, searching for the sounds of the creatures that were moving through the darkness.
"You know the place you are in called the Dead Zone," the man, Saddler said, "It's where the rejects and failures of my researches goes to rot. They have become the Hounds, guard dogs of this area and since you have had some experience with them earlier…it makes me wonder, if you can survive again?"
Blake had her eyes wide at the sight of the Grimm that were appearing in front of them. They were all different looking than the Grimm she was used to seen and Blake had seen a lot of Grimm in her life. Just the sight of them was wrong with the deformation upon their bodies and the strange bone like features that were piercing out of their skin. It didn't look like plates or anything that were growing out of their body…
"What the hell?" Torchwick said shocked, "Those things…are Grimm?"
"They look a lot like the one from before," Mirkia said not keeping the shock from her voice, "What the hell is going on…Why is this man able to control Grimm like that?"
Blake didn't have time to say anything for the Grimm let out their howl which echoed in the area they were in before they all launched forward all of them aiming straight toward them. Blake yelled as she launched a strike forward. Her Gambol Slash had launched straight toward the Grimm, the attack destroying the nearby cages as it completely covered the Grimm's completely.
Suddenly a rise of Aura came from beside her. Mirkia was standing there with her sword ready and Blake knew that the young woman was going to enter her Awakening form. Growls from the Grimm drew her attention again and Blake saw that some of them had survived the attack she had launched forward launched her sword attack forward but the Grimm blocked the attack with the plate that was upon one of his arm.
Blake couldn't believe what just happened.
The Grimm just blocked her attack.
It has enough intelligence to do that? She thought, shocked.
The Grimm actually launched is other hand straight toward her and Blake saw the claws coming and felt a flash of pain through her form as she was thrown backward, shocked at how fast it had come at her. The dark haired girl landed down on the ground upon a crouch as she slid backward, the stinging pain that was coursing through the right side of her body.
A sudden White Tiger surged from behind her and with a powerful roar, the large creature pounced upon the Grimms that were approaching her, the powerful Aura that was around the new arrival causing the blast around the people to be blown away as many of the Grimm were taken down by it.
Blake glanced down at the wound that was upon her body, noticing that her clothing was ripped and that blood was dripping down upon her leg. The wound was bad and she let out a soft curse at being taken by surprise by that. She should have used her Shadow Teleportation to be able to avoid the strike that had came at her.
Suddenly Mirkia was there in front of her and the young woman was in her Awakened state, the white tiger from around her disappearing from sight.
"Are you okay Blake?" she asked, "That was a nasty hit you took."
"It's not as bad as it looks," Blake answered, "Damn bastard was faster than I expected."
The howl of the Grimm echoed around them again and the sound of more large metallic things moving drew their attentions toward it.
"He is releasing more Grimm," Blake said, "We have to go."
"And where do you propose that we go?" Torchwick asked her, "Unless you haven't noticed, we're in a giant deathtrap."
Mirkia glanced forward, her slitted eyes narrowing.
"Here they come," she yelled.
Blake aimed her hand forward.
"Black Dust Level 65, Springing Lightning,"
The attack aimed straight toward the Grimm as they were completely over come by the lightning attack that aimed straight toward him. It was quite an explosive attack causing the ground to shake with the power that she had released. Mirkia had placed both of her hands together as the White Tiger from before appeared around her body.
"Look like we're fighting," she said, "White Tiger Claws."
The attack slashed through the air, the white lines slashing through the ground and the area around them as the Grimm that were approaching were sliced into pieces by the uncoming wave of white lines that were moving through the air with great speed straight toward them until something slashed through the lines causing them to break apart like glass.
"What?" Mirkia said shocked, "My attack was broken apart…?"
A large form landed down upon the ground in front of the group. It was big, easily the size of an Ursa instead of the Ursa bear like appearance, this one was pure muscle, with long arms and five fingers filled with long nails. It looked like a deformed human being that Blake couldn't believe what she was seeing in front of her eyes.
What is that thing? She thought.
The Grimm mask was cracked and it didn't have the usual red lines that the ordinary Grimm mask has. It was only pale like color as the two glowing eyes stared down at her. It was staring down toward them with a jaws filled with teeth and it let out a large roar, the force of the said roar causing a large wind to blow through the area and Blake had to cover her face with how strong it was.
"What the hell is that thing?" Torchwick yelled, "There is no way that this is a Grimm right?"
The large Grimm-like creature launched it's large claw down toward them and Blake along with Mirkia barely had time to avoid the attack as it crashed down into the ground where they were standing moments before and the mere power behind the Grimm's seemingly simple attack caused the ground around them to crack, the fissure running through the ground like in every direction.
"Woah," Torchwick yelled as he was pulled backward by Mirkia.
What power…, Blake thought, This thing is even more powerful than ordinary Grimm…
The large creature glanced up toward them and opened it's jaw. A ball of purple black glow appeared there within it's lips before it gushed out straight toward where they were with a large wave of the blast aiming straight at them.
Shit, Blake thought.
The blast completely overcome them causing the room to shake with power as the cages danced and even some of them fell apart as they fell from their spot from the ceiling, with smoke and destruction falling everywhere. It was a large wave of destruction that had appeared around causing rubbles to fall everywhere as the smoke danced around them.
The large Grimm like creature let out a large howl which reverberated in the area around them.
The man, Saddler had a small smile upon his features as he stared at the destruction he could see on the monitors in front of him. His eyes glinted lightly at the level of destruction that he was seeing from what he was seeing. The man placed a hand on his chin as he stared at the screen.
"So…that's their limit eh?" he said, "I find myself to be disappointed if they can't even defeat one of the lower tier…then it would probably be better for all of them to simply die here. From the strongest of the White Fang, I expected better."
"Why have them in here at all?" the person behind him asked, "You could have simply dealt with them while they were on the surface."
Sadler leaned back into his chair.
"I could have don't I?" he said, "But that would have been too easy. These people from the White Fang came here looking for something. I wonder…if they come to look for him?"
"That would be a logical way of thinking," the person behind him said.
Saddler let out a soft chuckle.
"It would be quite something for them to actually come here in search of their poor leader," he chuckled standing up and walking away from the monitor, "It makes someone wonder why they will walk into Hell just for one man?"
He was staring down into a room just bellow where he was standing. A young man was there into a pod with a mask upon his face and both of his eyes closed. He had many tubes going through his body as he was simply lying there, his eyes closed almost like he was in a deep sleep and he had two horns growing from the mass of red hair that was dancing around him.
"It also makes you wonder if they will do the same…if they knew what type of man he truly was?" Saddler smiled, a dark look in his eyes.
Dead Zone
The rubbles were everywhere as smoke was slowly dissipating with the smoke and destroyed large cages that were lying everywhere and then Blake appeared there in a crouch holding both Torchwick and Mirkia by their elbows. The girl was huffing lightly at what was just happened, her clothes holding some damages upon them, and she had some bruises upon her skin as well. Mirkia wasn't in her Awakened state anymore but she did have some bruises as well and even Torchwick white coat was dripped as well.
"We…We're alive?" Torchwick whispered shocked, "How did we managed to escape that?"
"I used my Shadow Transportation," Blake said, "Despite my speed…we still managed to get injured somehow in that attack…"
Mirkia glanced behind them, "That thing…it's too powerful for us to take on but whatever it was…it wasn't a Grimm…not by a long shot."
Blake let out a soft gasp of pain as she placed a hand upon her side where her wound was. The dark haired girl noticed that it was wet with blood and she grit her teeth. Her gasp had managed to drawn Mirkia's attention as the Tigress Faunus was at her side by an instant.
"Your wound…," she said.
"We'll take care of it later," Blake told her, "I don't want that Grimm to notice that our Aura is still active and come after us."
"I found something."
Torchwick's voice drew their attention and Blake noticed that the man wasn't beside them anymore. He was standing by what look like an opening in the wall of the Dead Zone. It was like a small sized door against the wall. He had opened it and was looking inside.
"How did you even managed to open this?"
Torchwick gave her a backward glance with a light smirk.
"Never underestimate a thief my dear," he said, "Now c'mon, we best get out of here before the big guy finds us, and I'd rather live and get off this island."
Blake, with Mirkia's help, stood back up and followed after Torchwick and into the doorway he had opened for them. The man followed them and closed the door behind them with an heavy clunk. In silence, they noticed that the area they were in was dimly lit by the numerous fluorescent lights that were around them. She could hear the heavy machinery in work and it made Blake wonder just what exactly they had stumbled upon. Whatever that man was doing…the large amount of Grimm they had faced and even the strange looking ones…
This place…whatever it is, Blake thought, is dangerous. Whoever that man is Saddler, he managed to somehow control the Grimm that were in this area. It made me wonder something like this is even possible but…more ever, I am more worried about Adam and what exactly did those guys offer him so that he could come here?
Mirkia placed her down on the ground.
"I'm going to do what I can about the wound okay," she said, "If we don't do anything about it, you're going to bleed out."
Blake gave her a light smile.
"Thanks," she said.
Mirkia nodded at her before starting to work upon the wound as her hands started to glow a soft green color. Torchwick had come to a stop beside them as well and Blake was surprised to see that the man wasn't smoking.
"So…what's the plan?" he asked, "Are you still going to go after Taurus or are we going to get the hell out of here?"
Blake gave him a flat stare. Torchwick let out a sigh, shaking his head.
"Look, I don't know if you noticed but something tells me that we are in way over our head here," he told her, "Those strange Grimm…that Saddler guy who somehow can control said strange Grimm…and I just saw those same strange Grimm kick your guys collective asses."
"I'm not leaving without Adam," Blake said simply.
Torchwick gave her a stare.
"Look, I get it that you're loyal," he said, "But going as far to thrown your own life away for him? Is it really worth it?"
Blake stared at him, her golden eyes becoming like ice…Torchwick must have noticed it for he raised his hand in surrender and turned away from her. Blake then lowered her gaze away from the man. She knew that Torchwick was right in a way. The enemies they were facing were powerful and even the Grimm they had been facing were strong…too strong to be normal Grimm.
Is it really worth it? She thought.
Doubts and second guessing...
Next Time: In the Belly of the Beast
Jacques0 out.
R&R
