"If any of you can't stand the visual of blood, or extreme graphic explanations of what happened, leave now." No one left. "I warned you. Here goes nothing."
(13 years ago, Zirc P.O.V)"AUNTY SHARICE, NOOOOO!" I yelled as I watched my only mother figure I ever knew get slaughtered with her own staff, each of the 5 criminals beating her body. Since my cover was now blown, two of the robbers dragged me out of the closet. "What should we do wit 'im?" Said one of them with a slight British accent. "Make him watch, and if he tries to fight, don't hesitate to kill him," Says an older woman's voice. As the two women leave the room so the guys could have their "fun" with the body, I felt myself shaking uncontrollably. "Oi, he's tryin to fight. You gonna kill 'im?" "With pleasure." As the older man brought down his machete, I could feel my shaking increasing, causing me to twist to the right, and having my left arm chopped off at the hand. I screamed, causing the two women to come into the room and beat me. What I saw next would scar me for eternity. The men had her undressed, and were about to take turns. Seeing that, coupled with the pain of the two women, infuriated me. I felt no more pain as I grabbed the younger woman's leg, twisting it to the point of looking like a waterslide of blood, meat and bone. The older woman shot me in the face when she saw this, causing me to lose sight in one eye. I looked back up at here with not a green eye- as the police later told me- but with a black eye. I mean the eyeball is black, not a bruise. The 4 left heard a scream that would even scare Mrs. Goodwitch. The guys turned around, only to see their leader being torn in half by a were-hyena claw.
(13 years later, 17 year old Zirc.)
"After that I blacked out. The police told me when I came to that I had just killed 3 Lieutenants and 2 Commanding officers of the White Fang. I didn't know what they meant, because I only remembered killing two. Then they showed me the video the men had been taking. The… Cykas were taking a video of them raping a dead body." As I said this, the group had increased by two, one was that Jaune kid, and the other must've been Ren, by the description Nora gave me earlier. They soon learned the story and I could tell that fear and anger were in their hearts. That is one of the perks of having one good eye and some inheritance of a Grimm; I could see their feelings. But no one could see mine. "As I viewed the video, I saw that I had torn out one of the young woman's ribs, and used it like a prison shank. I had also noticed that I had manifested a sawed off out of pure aura. That is why I always carry it. It saved my life, and it is a part of me. If it were destroyed, I would grow permanently weaker. I'm sent off to an orphanage because my dad was out of town with my brother.
When I arrived, I made two new friends immediately: Benny and Morley. We thought we would avenge our parents together, when we finally got adopted. But, like all good things, those dreams ended when my father picked me up a few days later. I never saw them again." When I finished, I could see different emotions in each of them. Weiss was filled with guilt; Blake was filled with discomfort, possibly at me killing some of her Faunus brothers and sisters; Yang was seething with anger; Ruby was told the story and had more sadness than anyone, but I noticed she had a blue tinge of empathy, like this had happened before; Pyrrha looked a bit sad, but I could tell she had sympathy, even though I saw that she had never had it happen. Nora was on the verge of tears and was hugging Ren, while the lotus boy himself looked indifferent, but was grieving on the inside, all the while Jaune gave me a look that says 'I've been through it, bro'. They all had some sadness in them. "As for the burn, I was trying to help my dog out of a burning building. I had saved it, but was burnt myself in the process. He's still here because Oum had granted me one wish. I wished that Reaper would stay by my side for as long as I live, so that we may rejoice in the afterlife. He's not here right now because of money shortage, so I couldn't pay the extra fee for an animal. But my job should help me there" I said, fully recovered. "Now, let's get some sleep" I said, for it had become late indeed. "Good night" I said. "Good night…" the group said, sadly. I sent my aura away in one wave, instantly cheering them up, but taking away some fighting skills that could be recovered with extra training.
Done. Sorry if it was depressing, I am tired and I stink, so I wrote the way I felt. Chapter 4 comes out whenever. Noiseless non-capitalist signing off.