Quantum Huntsman

by Asura94

Having lived alone for most of his life, Riddick Myers a Power Rangers fan suddenly finds himself transported in the world of Remnant. Now the young warrior must use the powers of the Quantum Ranger to fight not just the Grimm but also the two terrorist the White Fang and the Blue Sons, before the whole world is thrown into chaos. Cover art by WOLFBLADE111.

1. Arrival Arc Chapter 1

Note: I own nothing in this story only the OCs. Doing some re-editing to the chapters, changing Riddick's last name to 'Rexton', and a few other things as well.

Chapter 1.

Manhattan, year 2017.

(Insert Houston St- The Big O OST)

The city that never sleeps New York City, never did like this city, it's to noisy, to crowded and to bright for my taste. I prefer solitude and peace and quiet. In case you're wondering who I am, I'll tell you; the name's Riddick S. Rexton. And I know, my name's like the movie character Richard B. Riddick from the movie "Pitch Black". Let's just say my dad was a fan of that movie, I am 18 years old light skinned male at 6'8" in height, wearing a plain black short sleeved shirt, a pair of blue jeans and black combat boots. I have a lean muscular built, not to bulky like a body builder or to thin like a twig, but a combination of speed and power. My hair color was a mix of abyssal black and red spiked up in a flame with the right side of my face being covered by a few strands of my hair, my face is what every woman young and old would call 'handsome'.

My face is somewhat narrow and sharp the same with my chin, there're no amounts of baby fat or any imperfections on me, not that I give a shit about appearances. Now the real eye catcher were my eyes, normally most people were born with brown, green, blue and on some occasions a mix but not me. I was born with red eyes. My eyes are so red they looked like the color of blood, most if not all people tend to make fun of me and call me names, however I don't give a damn of what they think of me, most people at where I'm from tend to call me a 'problem child'.

The reason why they say that is because most if not all the times I've gotten into fights with some bullies in school while defending those who were being picked on, and at times fighting some street thugs.

You see I was born on August 9th 1999 unfortunately however my mother Annabel Rexton died during child birth, I don't know much about her, save of one picture of her and my father Andrew Rexton. My father was a member of the United States Marine Corps in his time, he did a lot of service in the army before retiring and settled down with my mom when she was pregnant with me.

When she died my father was the only one to take care of me. I was an only child, I had no other relatives just my old man. Times were hard but we held strong, when I was 4 my dad taught me everything he knew in his time in the army, how to survive out in the woods when we go camping, how to hunt, how to track and how to make weapons from the environment around me. He would often take me to visit old friends from the army showed me all the weapons, how they worked and how they kill.

Some of his friends taught me on how to defend myself, from hand to hand combat, to mock gun fights and knife fights. As the years passed my father and his friends taught me how to use a gun and how to use a knife and how to make them, another thing my father taught me was the human anatomy showing me the various places of the body on where it hurts the most to either make it a quick kill or a slow and painful kill.

Most people would think training a kid like me the ways of a soldier was extreme, but they were necessary for you see, my father died in an accident on 2007, I was 8 at the time of his death. With no one to look after me the only ones who did were some of the neighbors from our town and my fathers friends.

As time went by I was able to look after myself even though I had help from others, I still preferred to be alone. I would tend to take a few odd-jobs and part time jobs here and there in order to make some money and put food on the table, it wasn't much but I'll live, because my father trained me to be a survivor. More than that I was also taught by martial artists as well, so in a sense I'm a mix martial artists that was trained by soldiers and other masters of the martial arts.

As I said before I don't like this shithole of a city much, because I live far out of the city just out in the country near Bear Mountain where there's nothing but woods, which suits me just fine. The reason why I'm in Manhattan was to go to a convention center where it was hosting the Power Rangers Power Morphicon.

I know what you're thinking, how could a well trained antisocial hardass like me, go to a place that hosts a franchise to a kids show. Well I'll tell you, when my father was alive the one show he and I would always watch was the Power Rangers. Even though it was a show I loved the action, how they fought the enemies and of course the Megazords. Even after all these years I'm a die hard Power Rangers fan, always have been, always will be.

The other reason I was going to the Morphicon is to celebrate the many years Power Rangers has been around, as well as to look into the new Power Rangers movie coming into theaters soon, because I live so far away I had to travel by boat on the Hudson River just to get to Manhattan. Last month I had just gotten one toy from one of the franchise. The Quantum Morpher from the Quantum Ranger of Power Rangers Time Force. I had just ordered it from the internet for me to take with when I go to the Morphicon, however before I even left home I had to bring my backpack and my satchel I never go anywhere without them.

(End background music)

I had parked my boat near a dock and started walking to the convention center. An hour or so of walking I was given the right direction for the Morphicon, however I have been given some strange looks from some of the people, and heard some of them talking behind my back no doubt because of my eyes. Like I care what they think. As I was at a red light waiting to go across the street I heard something.

SCRRREEEEEETTTTTCCCCCHHHHH

I heard the sounds of tires against the concrete and people screaming, I turned to my left and saw a GMC topkick coming right at me, I was able to see that one of the tires had came off and caused the vehicle to go out of control, I barely had any time to react as the truck came rushing at me. The last thing I saw was the grill of the truck before I was blinded by a bright light and then I blacked out.

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Darkness is all that I saw. My head was killing me, and my body felt like I really got ran over by that truck. But this was nothing compared to the training I had before. Moaning I slowly opened my eyes only to see the night sky and stars above me.

"Huh?" I breathed, which is strange I mean it was clearly day time a minute ago when I got to Manhattan. "How can it be night time already?"

(Insert False- The Big O OST)

I suddenly noticed there wasn't any sound at all, no cars, no sirens or even lights from the city that never sleeps. I looked around as I laid on the ground that I somehow found myself in a forest, not like any forest I recognize. I slowly got up feeling dizzy from what happened, then I remembered almost getting ran over and then that light. Just what the hell was it all about? More importantly, where the hell am I?

Looking around I saw that the forest was being lit up from the light of the moon, and to my surprise the entire forest was red, like my eyes. From the leaves on the trees to the grass on the ground were a bright red color!

"Ok, this can't be right." I said to myself. In all my years of living I never would've imagined a forest like this, I mean sure the leaves from trees turn an orange, yellow and brown color, but that happens during the Fall season. Clearly I'm not in Manhattan or even the New York state anymore.

I looked up at the sky to see the moon and to my shock and awe, my eyes widened at the sight before me. The moon looks exactly like the one I know except, it was shattered! "What the fuck?!" I whispered in shock. "How is that possible?"

Ok now I know something's not right. First a red forest and now a shattered moon?

Get it together Riddick, now's not the time to panic. I steadied my mind and started breathing in order to calm myself, it was the one thing I do whenever I train myself; steady my mind and my soul, allow myself to move with the flow and quiet the storm within me. Finally getting my thoughts together I looked around once more and to my relief I saw my backpack and satchel near a tree. Walking over I began to inspect them to make sure they weren't damaged and fortunately they aren't.

I also looked at my left wrist and saw that the morpher was still attached. "At least you're still with me." I said to it and stroked it. "Hm?" That's strange when I got it the surface of the morpher was plastic, now it suddenly felt...metallic.

I don't know what happened, but I intend to find out. First things first I need to find a way out of this forest and hopefully find a city.

Opening my backpack I reached in and pulled out a gun, a Taurus Raging Judge Magnum pistol. I got this gun on my last birthday when I turned 16. This baby can fire shotgun rounds of any kind. I opened the revolver chamber and reached into the bag and pulled out a moon clip, the rounds were all shotgun slugs I then loaded them into the chamber and closed it. With my gun now armed I went back into the back and pulled out some other surprises.

I pulled out a bandolier belt that has additional moon clips, mind you I had to have this belt custom made in order to hold this many clips. Strapping the belt on I pulled out another ammo belt and strapped it across my torso. On the sides of the bag I pulled out a monster of a knife, the Brooklyn Bowie XL 7" about half the size of a machine gun barrel. I bought this blade on the internet some time ago, and let me tell you this blade will do some serious damage to you. But my other favorite knife was this; the Jagdkommando knife.

While the bowie was a straight knife, this one was a triple edged knife almost going into a spiral. My dad often told me that this type of knife wasn't used in war anymore because this bad boy will really fuck you up if you get stabbed with this. There's no guarantee you'll be getting fixed when you meet this knife, on another note this knife wasn't easy to find I had to ask for help to get this knife. But more than that I also got a second Jagdkommando knife.

I strapped my knives on the belt next to the ammo and looked inside the satchel. Inside were boxes of more ammunition for my gun, all of them ranging to Federal Premium 410 handgun buckshot, to Hornady Critical Defense 410 triple defense shotgun shell, to a Winchester PDX1 Defender 45 colt round, to the Barnes Vor-TX rounds, and lastly my favorite the 410 Dragon's Breath rounds.

I had to do a lot of favors here and there in order to get this many ammo, most people who see me with this many ammunition and three knives would think I was preparing for war. Heh, maybe but when having a retired Staff Sergeant for a father, you never know when things could go wrong.

With everything ready I began to make my march through this strange forest.

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I'm not sure how long it's been but I can guess it would have to be around 10:00 after checking my wrist watch, and still I haven't found anything. Hell I didn't even brought a flashlight with me, cause there was never any need for it, for another thing you should know about me. Aside from being born with red eyes I can actually see in the dark.

I don't know how but I can see in total darkness as clear as day, heh, guess dad was right about naming me after the character Riddick, since he can see in darkness except he would need special goggles to protect them from any light, unlike me I can see just fine in light.

However I suddenly felt like I was being watched. So I stopped standing in a semi-clearing in the forest, as the silence crept around me. Father told me that when in the forest the sound of birds and crickets are usually a sign that means everything's alright, but when it's to quiet it means trouble.

I looked left and right hoping to spot the person or people who might be stupid enough to try and jump me. A few minutes and so far nothing. 'Just my imagination.' I was about to continue walking when I heard something.

Grrrrrrr.

Stopping mid-step I heard something, like a growl from an animal. Suddenly my sharp instincts took hold and leapt out of the way as a massive shadowed figure pounced on the spot I was on. Rolling on the dirt and back my feet I look to see my attacker, only for my jaw to drop in shock. There before me was not a human, but an honest to god werewolf!

The creature was much larger than a full grown man with abyssal black fur, three boney spikes on its forearms and shoulders, and three spikes on its back. The face is what caught my eyes, it had a skull like face with red marking and blazing red eyes.

The creature stood on its hind legs and growled at me, while licking its toothy mouth. No doubt thinking I was an easy meal, well that's where it's wrong.

RAAAAAGGGHHHH!

The creature roared at me but I didn't flinch. Instead I bent down to my knees, drawing my bowie out and held it in a reverse grip, the reflection of the creature's face was staring back at it from the blade. Both of us had a stare down daring each other to make the first strike. Then the wolf lunges at me teeth and claws bared, and I charged as well.

As I came close the wolf raised its right hand high and tries to swipe its claws at me, but I jumped to the left causing the wolf to stumble, taking my chance I went in and swung my knife at its hide drawing first blood. The wolf roars in pain and tried to backhand me but I preformed a backwards jump and landed on my feet.

The creature charges again and started swinging its clawed hands at me left and right, but thanks to my rigorous training over the years I easily dodged its pitiful attacks, giving a swift knee kick to its jaw forcing its head upward I started unleashing multiple slashes and gave a few stabbing wounds to the beast.

I Jumped back as the wolf slammed its claws on the ground missing me. The wolf glared daggers at me panting angrily as blood began to drop from its wounds, deciding to finish this I charged once more as the wolf rears itself up with its claws high in the air, big mistake as it stupidly left itself wide open! With quicker than lightning speed I gave a swift jab to its snout stunning it and rammed my blade in its throat.

Blood started leaking out of the wound as the creature was making gargling sound, chocking on its own blood. Scowling at it I then sliced the wolf's throat open, dark red almost black blood sprayed from the wound as some of it landed on my face.

The wolf gave a pitiful moaning sound before it fell dead before me. I looked down at the beast as a pool of blood formed beneath it, then suddenly smoke was coming off its body, why was smoke coming off it? I don't know and I don't care. Before I could move on I heard more growling noises, this time from everywhere.

I reached out for my Taurus and pulled the hammer back, ready to shoot whatever's coming my way. Then I saw them, multiple red eyes coming from the darkness and more of those werewolves stepping out of the dark. All of them growling angrily at me, no doubt they're pissed at me for killing their packmate. Then one of them a really big ass werewolf stepped out of the woods, obviously this guy's the alpha the way the small fry moved out of the way.

This alpha had more spies on its body then the rest and its face almost skeletal unlike the others. The alpha along with its pack glared at me, all of them ready to tear me apart. Heh, let's hope they're more bite then bark. With my gun and blade in hand I charged at them as the alpha let out a huge howl signaling the pack to attack.

Before the wolves could come closer I fired my gun.

BANG!

The sound of the gun echoed through the woods as one of the wolves had their face blown off.

BANG!

BANG!

I fired again shooting two wolves either in the face or the shoulder. I raced towards one of them as it tried swiping its claws at me, I leapt over the arm rolled into a ball, got on one knee I spun around and sank my knife in the wolf's back and dragged the knife downward cause blood to erupt from the wound. Pulling the knife out I gave a heel kick at another wolf and shot another one in the face, I slashed another wolf in the face and buried my knife in another wolf's snout.

More and more kept coming as I fired my gun, sliced any wolf that got to close, and either kicked or elbowed any of them. Having fired my last round I opened the revolver, pulled out another clip and loaded the gun. The rounds this time were buckshot, any wolf that got hit by these rounds would become swiss cheese after this.

I fired my gun sending multiple buckshot rounds at them, the wolves either let out a pained yelp or dying moans as all of them were filled with so many holes. I charged at one of them and kneed it in the jaw, I sank my bowie in the shoulder in order for me to jump over it and land on its back.

Holding the knife I straddled myself on the wolf as it howled and tried getting me off, by bucking around like a wild horse. Using the knife I controlled the wolf to charge for the others and attack its own pack. With me riding it I fired my gun at any nearby wolves, while the one I'm riding on attacks the others.

I then pointed my gun at the back of the wolf's head and fired killing the creature, pulled my knife out and used its body as a spring board to jump high in the air. While in the air I put my Taurus and bowie away and pulled out my Jagdkommando knives and held them in a reverse grip, just in time as I fell on one of the remaining members of the pack, stabbing both my knives into the creature's chest and throat.

I stood up on the dying body as the others surrounded me. My knives dripping with blood and my back to them.

"I'm only giving you all this one chance." I said to them. "Leave, and you all may live. Stay and you all die!" I finished as I turned to face them. My whole body was surrounded by this red, black and purple aura. The air around us was becoming thin and heavy as the wolves started to freeze at what they saw.

Above me was what could be described as something from the deepest pits of hell! The creature above me was just as black as the wolves before me, with red and purple markings on its face, it had a lipless mouth showing rows of sharp spike like teeth, the head was almost narrow but bulky and rugged, and the eyes were the deepest red anyone ever saw.

This was my intimidation demon. Something that many people would see from an anime, and I've seen things like this from the many anime shows I've seen, however I did practiced a lot and was finally able to conjure up my own intimidation demon.

The demon above me let out a low guttural growl which caused many of the wolves to tremble in fear in the presence of a bigger, badder predator. Eventually some of the wolves fled in terror, yelping all the way with their tails between their legs. Hmph, cowards. Fortunately, for me anyway, the rest of the pack and their alpha remained. I gave a devilish grin which seemed to match my demon. " So you wish to stay? Ok. Don't say I didn't warn you."

I then charged at them as the wolves came running at me, I slashed my knives at any wolf that was stupid enough to come to close. One by one the wolves fell from receiving many injuries and died, leaving only me and the alpha.

The both of us had a stare down waiting to see who would make the first strike. While the rest of its pack attacked me, the alpha only stood by watching its pack getting slaughtered, if I had to guess the alpha isn't as reckless or careless. In fact this one might be smarter than the rest, more cautious than attack with blind courage. So I decided to make the first move and charged.

The alpha howled and charged as well, as we closed in the alpha raised its paw and swung down at me. I leapt out of the way and was about to attack, only for the alpha to get a lucky shot and backhanded me, sending me crashing into a tree.

I shook my head to regain my senses, just in time as the alpha came in and was about to slash its claws at me had I not rolled out of the way and buried my knives in its left leg. The alpha yelped in pain and almost swatted me, but I jumped back leaving one knife in the leg while holding the other in my left hand.

The alpha turned its gaze at me and would've charged but the knife in the leg was preventing it. Taking my chance I dashed towards the wolf before it could do anything I jumped and gave a powerful uppercut. The alpha recoiled from the impact of the punch, stunned enough for me ram my other knife in the chest and for me to jump on its back, I grabbed both the upper and lowers jaws and started pulling with all my might.

The alpha was giving me a good struggle, but I wasn't about to stop, so I kept pulling and pulling until I finally ripped the alpha's upper half of its head off from the jaw. The sound of flesh tearing and blood spraying echoed through the trees. The body then fell limp under me as I stood victoriously over the dead wolf, with the upper half of its head in my hand and the moon shining behind me.

Breathing heavily as sweat fell from my face, my whole body felt so much adrenaline coursing through my veins as my heart was racing like an engine.

I did it. I actually killed something that was consider mythological to everyone. After letting out a sigh, wiping the sweat off my face and calming my heart down I went and retrieved my knives from the carcass I flicked my wrists to rid my knives of any blood and put them away.

I reloaded my gun with fresh ammo and checked my surroundings, all I saw were the bodies of the wolves that were either dissolved or halfway dissolved but nothing so far...yet.

Then I heard more growling, scowling I turned to my attackers only to see there're more than just those wolves. Out of the darkness were bears, boars, dog-sized scorpions and a conjoined black and white snake. All of them bearing the same markings those wolves had, I don't know what these creatures are but for some reason I don't now, they must have some connection to those wolves.

Regardless I was surrounded by them, and despite my years of training I don't think I could take this many at one...unless. 'The morpher!' I looked at my once toy morpher in thought, if it became somewhat metallic, then does that mean...? Looking back at the creatures with a hard determined expression I widened my stance, brought my right arm back and brought the morpher close to my face. Taking a deep breath I shouted the words to activate the morpher.

"QUANTUM POWER!"

Suddenly the morpher started glowing as the digital word 'FIRE' flashed on the screen. The morpher shined even brighter, forcing me to cover my eyes until...

BOOOOMMMMM!

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Earlier before the fight.

The Forever Fall forest such a nice, peaceful place, a perfect forest to visit if it weren't for the Grimm that is. Walking through the forest in the dead of night was a man with graying black, spiky hair, red eyes, and slight stubble along his jawline. With a red, tattered cloak, he wears a gray dress shirt with a long tail, black dress pants, and black dress shoes.

He also wears a ring on his right index finger, two other rings on his right fourth finger, and a necklace with a crooked cross-shaped pendant.

This man was known as Qrow Branwen. Qrow was a graduate student of the famous Beacon academy of Vale, he was a part of a team known as STRQ (Stark) with a woman named Summer Rose as the leader. Qrow was what many considered to be a drunk, rude, blunt cynical, sometimes crass, yet cool-headed and nonchalant individual.

Aside from all that he was also a very good huntsman, his weapon of choice was a scythe which can transform into a sword and have a hidden gun barrel within the weapon. He was a good friend with Summer and the blonde fist fighter Taiyang Xiao Long, along with his twin sister Raven Branwen team STRQ was one of the greatest team in Beacon.

However sometime later Taiyang had gotten together with Raven much to Qrow's ire, usually he and Tai as he calls him get into fights despite being on the same team. Eventually he had come to accept Tai as his brother-in law and hoped his sister would be happy aside from her almost castrating the poor bastard on a number of time of hitting on her. One day she was pregnant with their daughter whom they decided to name Yang, she was the spittin' image of Raven by appearance and looks, almost like she was her twin sister.

But while she got her mother's looks (and her quick temper when someone messes with her hair) she inherited her father's hair and eye color. But for some wild reason unknown to this day, Raven had just vanished, without leaving so much as a note or even a goodbye. Tai was heart broken that his wife had just left him and seemingly abandoned their daughter for him to take care.

Qrow was sore over the fact that his sister, his own flesh and blood would just up and leave her daughter, his niece behind. However during these times Summer was the one who would help Tai look after his daughter, and eventually Tai and Summer married and had a daughter named Ruby Rose, half-sister of Yang and looked almost identical to her mother. She had her mother's face, black hair and her silver eyes.

Life was good for them, until sometime later Summer was called to a mission leaving Tai to look after his daughters. But when Summer never came back things got worse. It wasn't until later that it was conformed that Summer Rose, the former leader of the now disbanded team STRQ was dead. Killed in action.

Poor Taiyang was stricken with grief of having lost a second wife and now had to look after his two daughters along with the aid of Qrow. Though times were hard for them they held strong, one time Qrow had to rescue his nieces from almost becoming Beowolf meat from having trying to find their mother, which earned them a scolding from their father.

Both Tai and Qrow agreed that when they were older that they would train them to look after themselves, Tai took Yang under his wing while Qrow did the same with Ruby. When both girls were older and learned plenty both Tai and Qrow had been working as teachers at Signal academy for quite some time now actually. However at times Qrow would be doing errands for his old headmaster professor Ozpin, usually doing some reconnaissance, information gathering, keeping an eye out for his sister, the works. Especially trying to find anything about "her".

Sighing the black haired huntsman pulls out his bottle and takes a couple of gulps from his drink. Ozpin had contacted him hours ago having detected a strange energy reading, somewhere deep inside the Forever Fall forest. So Ozpin had sent him out to find this strange energy source. So far no such luck. Finishing his drink he sighs and wipes his lips.

"Shit, been out here for god knows how long, and still no sign of whatever caused that disturbance." He said feeling annoyed that he had to be called by Ozpin in the middle of his drinking at a local pub.

At first he was about to pull out his scroll and contact the headmaster until...

RAAAAAGGGHHHH!

The sound of a Beowolf caught his attention. No doubt some poor soul found themselves in this forest and got ambushed. Deciding to go and save whoever was being attack he ran into the direction the sound came from. Along the way he heard the sound of gunfire.

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

After that third shot he knew that whoever was out here might be fighting a Beowolf pack. So he jumped from the ground and jumped from tree to tree, just in time to find where the sound came from, but when he got there he saw something he did not expect. Fighting the pack was a young individual around 18 with light skin around 6'8" in height, wearing a plain black short sleeved shirt, a pair of blue jeans and black combat boots.

His hair color was a mix of abyssal black and red almost like Ruby's and Summer, his hair was spiked up in a flame with the right side of his face being covered by a few strands of his hair. What really caught Qrow's attention was the young man's eyes. They were red, like his and Raven's only a darker shade, like blood.

The scythe wielding huntsman saw the young man fighting the Beowolves with skill, finesse and the mindset akin to any huntsman and huntress. He saw that the young man wielded a large hand knife in a reverse gripe in his right hand, and in his left hand is what looked like an oddly shaped revolver, not like ol' Ironwood's revolvers. It was roughly the same size as them but the design was different. When the young man fired his pistol he saw that the weapon did not have any dust infused bullets yet they were very effective against the Beowolves.

Qrow stood there wide eyed and mouth hanging as this young man fought the pack with such ferocity and strength. He saw him putting his knife and pistol away and brought out two other knives, they were identical in shape and design, the blades though were unlike any he ever saw.

The blades themselves weren't single or double edged, but triple edged knives that seemed to twist around like a spiral. The young man before him used these odd knives just as effectively as his other weapons, as he dashed sliced and diced through the Grimm with ease. He saw him stabbing one of the wolves in the throat and chest, he stood over the dead animal with his back facing the other pack members.

"I'm only giving you all one chance." He said to them with a slight deep matured voice. "Leave, and you all may live. Stay and you all die!" He finished as he turned to face the Grimm. What Qrow saw left him completely speechless. Surrounding the young man was a red, black and purple aura, Qrow suddenly felt the air around himself and the wolves becoming thin and heavy for some reason.

Then what he saw made his blood run cold. Just hovering above the young man was what he could describe was something that looked like it was sent straight from hell itself. The creature or rather demon was black like the Beowolves, with red and purple markings on its face, it had a lipless mouth showing rows of sharp spike like teeth, the head was almost narrow but bulky and rugged, and the eyes were the deepest red he ever saw.

Qrow suddenly felt himself shaking, shaking with fear! 'W-What in Oum's name is that thing?!' He looked down and saw his hands trembling, a bead of sweat was rolling down his face. Never has he felt like this before, he's faced things that would make anyone shit themselves, and yet somehow he felt like he was in the presence of the very devil himself!

He saw some of the weaker Beowolves running with their tails literally between their legs. Not that he could blame them, his instincts were telling him to run, run as fast and far away as he could to get away from this demon before him. But he had to steel his resolve and stayed to observe the boy facing the grim.

Qrow saw the boy giving a devilish grin that sent chills down his spine. "So you wish to stay? Ok. Don't say I didn't warn you."

With that the veteran hunter saw the young man charging at the Grimm and then the slaughter had started. He saw how fast he was, how quick he made his way through the pack and how dangerous he was. Qrow's jaw had fallen upon seeing the young man landing on top of one of the wolves, and used it like a steed and made it attack its own packmates. 'Kid's got balls I'll give him that.' After the slaughter had ceased he saw the young man and the Alpha staring each other down.

Sizing each other up, then the young man made the first move. Qrow had fought enough Alpha Beowolves to know that unlike the other members of their pack, the Alphas are smarter than their smaller relatives and more cautious then the rest. The kid will need a lot of luck to face this Alpha.

After a brief fight he saw the young man sinking his knife in the Alpha's left leg, gave an uppercut, sank his other knife in its chest while landing on its back, and wrapped his hands around its jaws and began to pull its mouth open. Then after a good struggle the young man actually ripped the upper half of the Alpha's head clean off as a fountain of blood sprayed in the air.

Qrow was stunned to see this young man who easily took down not only a Beowolf pack, but an Alpha as well. This brought a grin to the veteran huntsman's face it's not often you see a young inexperienced hunter facing off against an Alpha.

However he saw the boy tensing up and lost his grin as a whole group of Grimm surrounded him. Ranging from Ursa, Boarbatusks, juvenal Deathstalkers and one King Taijitu. All of them surrounding the kid growling and hissing at him. "Shit, kid's not gonna last with this many Grimm." Qrow said gritting his teeth. Just as he was about to pull his weapon out he saw that the kid was up to something.

Putting his knives away, getting into a stance and brought his left forearm close to his face. From what Qrow can see it was red and black, it almost looked like a weird type of a wristwatch or a communication device, nothing he saw before. Then the young man shouted at the top of his lungs.

"QUANTUM POWER!"

The device glowed bright and the next thing he knew...

BOOOOMMMMM!

An explosion erupted from the kid forcing the Grimm to back away and Qrow covering his eyes. Once the explosion died he was able to get a look at what happened, only for his eyes to widen themselves and his jaw dropping at what he saw. In the place where the kid stood at was a figure dressed in a red and black suit made from an unknown material. The helmet was black with the red upside down wide triangle with four edges, with a metallic mouth guard with lips located at the lower half of the helmet. On the chest was the same triangle but with only two edges, on the forearms and shins were black guards, and on the belt was a strange silver buckle like a pyramid with gold and a blue orb on it.

Qrow stood there agape as electricity danced around this new comer and the helmet flashing different colors. "What the hell?"

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(Insert The Black Swordsman- Berserk OST)

This was incredible. No words could describe what I'm feeling right now, I, had actually became a Power Ranger. Not just any ranger but the Quantum Ranger himself! This power was unbelievable, I feel like I could tear entire armies apart. Looking back at the creatures before me all of them started tensing up, no doubt they felt the sudden change in the air around me.

That's good. Cause I plan to show them what happens when you fuck with me. I charged with much greater speeds then I had before, I ran straight for one of the bears who was caught off guard by my speed. I gave a powerful uppercut right in its jaw, it had enough force it actually tore the bear's head clean off!

One of the other bears roared in fury and soon the creatures attacked.

One of the bears tried to swipe its claws at me, had I not blocked it and kicked it with enough force to send it flying towards a tree. When it crashed against it, the tree was torn out from the ground from the collision. One of the wolves went in for the attack but I jump and spin kicked it in the face, shattering the boney armor. Grabbing its arm I heaved it over my shoulder and threw it at another bear.

Two of those small scorpions lunged at me but I jumped over them while grabbing their tails. Using them like makeshift maces I swung them at any scorpion that tried to pounce me, knocking down a scorpion I raised my boot up and crushed it under my heel, earning myself a sound of bones crunching and blood splattered on my boot. Another of those bears charged at me but I used the scorpion in my hand to slap its head before I spread my arms wide and double slapped it in the head which caused the scorpions to explode in a shower of blood, leaving only their stingers in my hands.

The bear was dazed at first but snapped out of it and would've sank its teeth in me, had I not plunged both stingers into its eyes and backwards heel kicked it in the head. I saw one of those boars running at me before it caught me by surprise, by jumping and rolling into a ball. Now I know that pigs and boars never curl themselves into a ball and yet this one did.

I braced myself as it drew close. Pulling my left leg back I kicked the boar in the air I jumped after it, and preformed a mid air kick that would've been worthy for soccer and sent the boar flying at its kind. Landing back on the ground I pulled out the Quantum Defender in blaster mode, the weapon was in the shape of the Quantasaurus Rex, my soon-to be Megazord if it does happen to be real to. With my blaster in hand I fired the gun at the creatures in bolts of burning light. The creatures who were struck by the bolts cried out in pain before meeting their end.

However there were still some of them left alive, including that big ass snake.

"Ok no more games. Time to get serious." I said before raising the weapon close to me. "Blade Mode! Now!" I commanded.

After pressing the red button the jaws closed and the top part of the blaster unfolded itself at the tip of the snout and the blade came out. With the weapon in blade mode I dashed for the creatures swinging my weapon with speed and skill that was blinding for them. Blood flew in the air as I hacked and slashed my way through them, all of them frozen in their spots before dropping dead.

Now all that was left was that black and white conjoined snake. The snake hissed its two heads at me before lunging at me. Jumping in the air I landed on the white part of the creature and started running across it, while slashing at the scaly hide. The beast roared in pain then the black snake with its mouth wide open lunged at me. But I jumped over its head and landed back on the red grass.

Switching back to blaster mode I fired at the snake at full power, the snake roared and hiss in agony from the burning bolts of energy from the weapon. The white snake lunged at me with its mouth wide open, I aimed my blaster at its mouth and fired at full blast.

BOOOM!

The white snake erupted in a explosion of blood and fire leaving a headless body connected to the black snake. Which I can tell was really pissed off. The snake howled in the air in absolute rage, knowing I have to end it here and now I pressed the button on the blaster, and with a flick of my wrist it transformed into blade mode again but with the sword glowing yellow. I then let out a loud war cry I ran straight for the snake as it made its way towards me.

As we came close I made the first move and slashed my blade through the snake, causing it to flinch as light flashed across its being. Turning around I swung my sword in an X pattern at the creature, it roared in pain as the slash marks appeared on its body and lightning danced around it.

"Your time's up!" I told the snake after turning my back to it and placing my Quantum Defender back in the holster. The snake gave one last roar before collapsing and exploded in a great ball of fire.

(End background music)

With the enemy no more I relaxed my stance. "Power down." I ordered the morpher thus returning back to my civilian form. Looking at my hands that were once covered in the glovers of my ranger suit I saw them shaking lightly.

Looking over my shoulder I saw the bodies of those creatures on the ground were dissolving for some strange reason. ' I did this. I can't believe I fought these things, as a power rangers!' Suddenly the sound of a twig snapping broke me from my train of thought and brought my gun out.

I kept my eyes trained on the darkness of the forest, when suddenly two shadowed figures jumped out and landed in front of me. These new creatures looked like your average hound, but they were anything but average.

One of the hounds had the built of a wolf but was abyssal black like those other creatures I killed, it had that same boney mask and red markings, the snout however was slightly narrow and on the head were two curved horns like a ram's horns. The other one was the similar to the first one, but it had spikes on its back, its snout was more wider than the other and I know why. Near the jaw were these two wide three foot long boney blades, it was really strange to see as these two hounds were even uglier than the other creatures.

I stared as they barked, growled and snarled at me baring their fangs at me in a attempt to frighten me. Instead of trying to shoot them I put my gun away and glared at them. They continued growling at me as I glared back at them my eyes glowing red matching their ferocity. We continued our little stare down until the horned hound moved towards me and I leaned in to get a better look, which caused the hound to growl more. Our eyes stared into each other as the creature growled louder. So I decided to use my demon to show these two pups who's top dog.

My intimidation demon appeared before them glaring bloody daggers at them. They flinched at the sight but continued holding their ground. I then planned something risky, I slowly stretched out my hand to touch the hound's snout, but it flinched and growled louder, still I wasn't fazed by this. I wasn't going to back down from these two mutts not until I show them that I'm not easy to scare.

For what felt like an eternity the hound moved closer, sniffed my hand and gently nudged it with its snout a clear sign of submission. I then slowly petted the thing as I bent down to one knee and it sat on its hind legs. I scratched at the dog's ear which moaned in delight like how a regular dog would.

Then the other hound moved next to me and I scratched its head. These clearly know that I'm stronger than them, thus they know not to fuck with me. With that I got back up dusted myself off and began my march through the forest, but this time I'm not alone as the two hounds are now following me, they saw me as their alpha and I have no problem with that.

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This was unbelievable. What Qrow had just saw left him completely speechless, they black haired, red eyed boy had somehow turned into a costumed warrior and utterly destroyed the Grimm that surrounded him! He had torn the Grimm apart with his bare hands before using a gun with the shape of a T. Rex head and turned it into a sword. And the final part of him finishing off the King Taijitu was incredible to boot. The carnage was soon over as the young man changed back to normal, but what Qrow saw nearly made his heart stop.

Out of the forest came two of the most deadliest Grimm anyone on Remnant ever encountered. The horned hound was known as a Hellhound one of the nastiest type of canid Grimm to ever exist, and the other was known as a Razor a fitting name as those boney blades near the mouth were as sharp as swords and could close together like pinchers or scissor blades.

Qrow had fought these Grimm before and they weren't something to make light, even the most experienced veteran huntsmen and huntresses fell prey to these type of Grimm, even he and his old team in the past.

At first he thought about moving in to help the kid only to stop himself, and saw the kid and the hounds having a stare off. Then he saw the kid lean closer to the hound and summoned that demon he saw earlier, surprisingly the hounds didn't flee but stood their ground. What really caught Qrow's attention was the kid stretching his hand out as if to touch the thing. 'Is this kid out of his mind?' Then what he saw made his jaw drop.

The Hellhound sniffed the kid's hand and nudged it. The hound actually let the kid touch it! The huntsman saw the kid got down to one knee and started petting the hound, then the Razor came up next to him and let him pet it also.

"I don't fucking believe this." Is all what Qrow said. This kid who seemingly appeared out of nowhere, fought a pack of Beowolves, turned into that red and black warrior, fought more Grimm and done something everyone thought was impossible. He had tamed two of Remnants deadliest Grimm!

He saw the kid getting back up dusting himself off and continued his march through the forest, with those two hounds by his side. Once the kid and his new canine companions faded into darkness Qrow was left behind to take all of what had transpired before him. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out his scroll. "Oz's gonna want to know about this."

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After taming these two hounds which I decided to give them names. The one with the horns is called Overkill and the one with the boney blades will be called Buzzsaw we walked through the forest with the moon held high above us.

This was turning out to be a rather strange day for me, before I was simply heading for Manhattan trying to get to the Morphicon and the next thing I knew I almost got ran over by a run away truck, blacked out, found myself in a blood red forest with a shattered moon in the sky, fought a pack of those werewolf wannabes, found out I can turn into a power ranger, fought more of those creatures and now here I am walking through the forest once more with these two dogs I just tamed.

This truly was not my day.

Even so at least it was more exciting than back home. As me and my two hounds continued to walk through the forest, I saw something ahead, I was able to make it out thanks to my vision and what I saw was a house. "Finally. Hopefully someone can tell me where I'm at." I picked up the paste and made my way over to house along with the hounds. But when I got there all I saw was a half destroyed house.

(Insert Weep For- The Big O OST)

It looked like your standard log cabin home, but there were holes on the walls, the door was smashed as were the windows. This was never a good sign. I took a closer look at the house and saw something, it was blood on the floor, someone was hurt. I turned to the hounds and said. "You two stay here and make sure nothing comes near here." They both growled and turned to face the direction of the forest as I silently made my way in.

I touched the blood on the floor and it was in a gel like state, no doubt coagulation, which means this was before I came here. I pulled out my gun again in case something or rather someone was still lurking about in this house. One of the many things my dad taught me was to always be on your guard no matter what, and I took that to heart. Being able to see in the dark has its perks that way I wouldn't need to use a flashlight, it would've easily given me away, and I tend to work better in the dark.

I quietly made my way to what looks like the living room which was next to the kitchen, I aimed my gun at the couch in case of a sneak attack, I slowly moved towards the couch and looked over it, what greeted me was not one but two human bodies. Lying on his back was a man somewhere in his 30s or mid 30s wearing a standard tank top and blue pants. The woman no doubt his wife was either in her 20s or 30s, but what caught me by surprise is that she had two extra ears. Two furry ears on top of her hair.

My eyes widened at the site of a human with what I could decipher were fox ears, or at least some kind of canine ears, like a wolf perhaps. I went over to see their condition and what I saw confirmed my questions. The man was shot at least two or four times at the body. Two gun wounds at the abdomen and two more at the right lung and at the torso.

The blood trail I saw at the door meant that he was shot while he was at the door, and made his way here, I then turned my attention to his fox eared wife. I inspected her as well and what I saw was a slit in her throat. Both of them dead. This wasn't my first time seeing a dead human before, I should know I've seen death before many times. Be it from hunting an animal or seeing someone getting killed.

Looking back at the windows I saw that they some were pointed outward outside, meaning they were fighting someone, a robber perhaps? Still I lowered my head in respect and gave a silent prayer for their souls.

(End background music)

Then I heard something in the back. It sounded like...whimpering?

'Someone's still alive.'

I made my way to where the sound was coming, I walked through the darkened hallway hearing the whimpers getting louder, I stopped at a closet as the sounds were coming from it. Looking beside me I found a light switch and turned the light on. I grabbed the knob and slowly turned it whoever's in here must be scared out of their mind, so I don't want to scare whoever's in there. I then slowly opened the door as the whimpers were louder.

With the door opened I looked in and I saw the survivor. The person before me was a girl, a little girl around 7 maybe 6 or 5 years old. The girl was wearing pink pajamas with little fairies and rainbows sewed on it, she had light brown hair reach down her back and to my surprise once more is that she had fox ears as well. The girl was obviously crying as her trembling body was curled up into a ball holding a stuffed bear tightly in her arms. I put my gun away so I don't scare her and got on my knee, the creaking floor made her ear twitch and made her look up to face me.

She had sky blue eyes which were puffy and red from the crying she did. When she saw me she let out a yelp and tried to back away from me, thinking I was gonna hurt her. "Whoa, whoa, easy it's ok." I said to her gently, lightly waving my hands at her. "It's alright sweetie. I'm not gonna hurt you." The poor girl was breathing heavily as she cornered herself against the wall, like animals a cornered person was never a good thing.

No doubt she'll try to lash out as best she could but I doubt she'd do that, still I had to make myself appear less of a threat in order to help her. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a tissue for her. She looked at my hand with a puzzled expression and then back to me.

"Here." I told her while handing the tissue out to her. "So you can blow your nose."

Swallowing a lump the girl shakingly stretched out her hand to grab the tissue. She looked at me again which I offered her a gentle smile, my way of letting her know it's safe. She took the tissue from me, wiped her eyes first and then blew her nose.

"There now. You ok, honey?" I asked. The girl looked at me and silently nodded. "That's good. Now, what's your name sweetie?" I was hoping that she might tell me her name and what happen to here, and how those two in the living room, no doubt her parents ended up dead.

"M-My name is... Kimiko...mister." The girl Kimiko answered me.

"Kimiko?" I repeated. " What a lovely name. My name is Riddick. " Sitting down I crossed my legs and took the old tissue from her.

"Now, Kimiko, sweetie. I'm gonna ask you a few questions, alright?" I asked her. She tilted her head at me which I found was rather cute for a girl her age and she nodded. "Exactly what happened here?"

Right then and there she began to tell me what happened to her, it was getting close to her bedtime and her mother was reading her a story before bed. Her and her parents were in the living room reading together before they heard someone pounding on the door. She told me the pounding on the door was growing louder and louder, and she saw lights coming from the windows.

Her father told her mother to put her in the closet and not to come out. Through the closet she heard the door being broken down and then she heard shouting, screaming. She heard the men who came into her home shouting bad things, very horrible things at her parents. Like calling her mother a very bad word she couldn't say, which she didn't need to tell me. I already knew what they called her. And she heard them calling her father a 'traitor to humanity'. Why they called him that? I wasn't sure but if I had to guess is that Kimiko and her mother weren't entirely human at all if their ears weren't a dead give away.

She then told me she heard fighting outside the closet, she opened the door just a crack and watched in horror as her parent were assaulted by these men wearing blue suits with the picture of a white logo background and a black image of a human gazing in the horizon. Terrified she closed the door and held her teddy bear as she heard gunfire, her mother screaming and then silence.

Then she told me that the men who killed her parents openly laughed and mocked her father for loving what she told was a 'Faunus'. Whatever these Faunus were I can clearly guess that's what her mother is and Kimiko was a hybrid between a human and this Faunus. But that was all she told me before breaking into more tears.

Anger coursed through my veins, my blood boiled with seething rage at what these men, no not men, monsters did to this poor girl. No doubt those so-called men killed her parents out of racial hate, it was like the white people and black people all over again. If there's one thing I hate more than anything, it's racism, I hate racism a whole fucking lot!

I then calmed myself down, not wanting to scare Kimiko any further. I looked at her once again and asked her. "One last thing honey, Do you happen to have any other relative? Like grandparents, aunts or uncles maybe?" I hoped she did have other relative, if she does then I have to have her show me where they might live. Hopefully their home town isn't too far.

Thankfully she nodded. "Uh huh, I do have an aunt Mr. Riddick. My aunt Caroline lives at a village not far from here." I smiled thanking god that she at least has someone related by blood to go to. Having asked her to take me there we walked out of her home having thrown a sorrowful gaze at her parents' bodies before walking out the door with me.

When we walked out Overkill and Buzzsaw noticed us and turned around, which made the poor girl gasp in fright and hid behind me. Throwing a glare to tell them to sit they did so, showing that they won't attack as long as I'm with her.

Bending down I said to her. "It's ok Kimiko, they won't hurt you." She looked at me like I was crazy.

To show her what I mean I waved my hand at Overkill to come closer. The hound moved towards us which made Kimiko hid herself again, I placed my hand on his snout petting him. "See? He won't you." I told her.

Kimiko slowly moved herself from me and stared at the hound. She then slowly stretched out her hand for the hound, feeling afraid that it might bite her. If he did bite her then he's dead.

Kimiko hesitantly placed her hand on his snout, feeling the rough fur of the hound touch her skin. Overkill moaned feeling the innocent nature of the little girl and wagged his tail. Kimiko slowly smiled and started petting him. Buzzsaw came up next to her wanting her to pet him too. She then stroke his snout making him pant and wagged his tail. I stood there smiling as she let out a giggle from seeing these two scary looking dogs, being reduced to overgrown puppies.

Then I remembered something, looking back at her now ruined house I couldn't just leave her parents bodies to rot or let some animal stumble upon them and make a meal out of them. I placed my hand on her shoulder getting her attention. "Kimiko one last thing. Do you know where your daddy kept his shovels?"

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(Insert Before Dawn- The Big O OST)

After finding a shovel at the shed Riddick started digging up a hole big enough for him to bury Kimiko's parents, it was the least he could do in order to make sure nothing disturbed their bodies. With the help of Overkill and Buzzsaw they made a hole big and deep enough for them to be buried in. Having picked up her father up and carried him outside and gently placed him in the hole, he went back and grabbed her mother's body.

Kimiko only watched as the nice red eyed man carried her mommy's body and put it in the ground with her daddy. Next to her were Buzzsaw and Overkill acting as guards for her while Riddick was shoveling dirt over her parents' bodies.

Once the dirt was covering the bodies Riddick found two flat pieces of wood and tied them together to form a cross and carved her parents' names and impaled it in their grave. On the cross it reads "Here lies Joseph and Haruka Grant. May they find peace in paradise."

Having finishing the cross Riddick saw Kimiko holding two flowers she found in her mommy's garden. A white flower for her mom and a yellow flower for her dad. The young ranger stood by her as she said her last goodbyes to her parents. Riddick only stood there with a somber expression knowing full well what it's like to lose a parent. He may have not known about his mother, but losing his father was hard for him, even to this day it was still hard for him to lose his father.

The sniffles of Kimiko broke him from his train of thought as tears flowed from her eyes. "G-Goodbye mommy! Goodbye daddy, I love you!" She said with such a sorrowful tone in her voice. She placed the two flowers on her parents grave and openly cried once more.

For the longest time Riddick barely shed any tears after accepting his father's death but seeing this young girl in pain, brought back painful memories of that day. A sudden flash raced through his mind and he saw himself. A younger child version of himself on his knees before a white cross shaped tombstone with his father's name written across it.

"SSgt Andrew Myers. A loyal friend and loving father, may he find peace in Heaven."

The child Riddick had his head against the stone tears running down his face. Surrounding him were other tombstones as he was in one of the United States national cemeteries, where soldiers who fought and gave their lives for their families and loved ones go for when they died in combat.

Riddick stared at his younger self who tried to keep his tears of sorrow in, but the young boy could not. A lone tear escaped Riddick's eye as the short vision vanished and coming out of memory lane. Wiping the tear the red eyed ranger walked over to the young girl who openly wept for the loss of her parents. He kneeled down and gently placed a hand on her shoulder making her turn her teary eyes at him.

"I'm sorry. I truly am sorry." Is all that he said.

Then she leapt at him and buried her face in his chest as he held the poor child to let her know he was there to lend her a shoulder to cry on. Overkill and Buzzsaw gazed at the scene with saddened eyes and let out howls which echoed through the forest, as sign of respect for the mother and father.

(End background music)

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After burying her parents and giving them one last goodbye, I, along with Kimiko, Buzzsaw and Overkill left to find the nearest town or village her aunt lives in. I had Overkill and Buzzsaw to scout ahead in case of any ambushes or signs of the town.

I looked down at the poor child who held my hand like a life line, the poor girl's gone through a lot this night, I intend to bring her to her only living relative, and by god when I find this murdering bastards, I am going to utterly kill them.

I'll hunt them down, skin them alive, torture them slowly and feed them to my hounds. No child like Kimiko should ever see go through something like this, and I'll show those racial bastards what happens when you piss me off. And it ain't pretty.

Hearing a sniffle I can tell she's still in mourning for her mother and father, I stopped and kneeled down beside her. I grabbed her chin and gently made her look at me. I smiled, trying to lighten her spirits up. "Hey it's ok honey, You'll see your aunty soon."

She sniffed again, wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her pajama and stared at me with hope. "Promise?" She said in a barely audible voice.

"I swear it on my life."

She smiled which was a good thing, this girl deserves a good life, not like mine. Then suddenly we heard something, sounded like explosions and screams in the air. We looked up in the air and we saw a cloud of smoke thanks to the light of the moon. Then I heard something else. It sounded just like...

"Gunfire."

(Insert The Storm- The Big O OST)

Then out of the bushes came Buzzsaw and Overkill both were clearly agitated and barking at us. "Did you two find the village?" They both nodded and motioned their heads in the direction of the smoke. 'If that's where her aunt's village is, then...'

"Oh, no." I gasped silently.

Sadly Kimiko noticed this as her face contorted with horror and worry. "Aunty Caroline!" She exclaimed in fright.

Knowing what I had to do I picked Kimiko up, held her in my arms and turned to the hounds. "You two show us the way." I ordered them. They barked and took off in the direction of the village being attacked. I gave chase after them holding the young hybrid in my arms. She held onto my shirt tears of worry flowed freely down her eyes. Whoever's attacking her aunt's village will soon learn the true meaning of hell!

By the time the hounds brought us to an opening we stopped and gasped at the sight. Small to medium sized houses were being burned down, barns set ablaze. Smoke, cinder, ash and amber flying in the air. People running and screaming in fear and terror, both human and Faunus alike. I heard the sounds of gunfire and the sickening sound of cruel laughter in the air.

Taking cover behind a bush I looked over and saw the assaulters. They all wore blue suits with the picture of a human gazing at the horizon, no doubt they matched the descriptions Kimiko told me about, these are the monsters who killed her mom and dad.

Turning to the shaking girl I held her by the shoulder and told her. "Kimiko, I need you to stay here, stay out of sight, don't come out until I call for you ok?" She looked at me with those fearful blue eyes tears running down her face, she slowly nodded understanding what I wanted her to do.

"And don't worry, I'll find your aunty as soon as I stop those bad men." I got up and was about to leave when she tugged my pant leg.

"Promise?" She asked once more.

Smiling I nodded at her. "I will. A ranger's vow."

With that the smile I had turned into a scowl as I marched into the burning village, gun in my left hand, bowie in my right hand and my two hounds beside me. It looked like I was walking straight into the fires of hell itself, to face off against the demons that dwell within the flames.

(End background music)

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Everything was a nightmare. People running, shouting and screaming in panic as the humans and Faunus who live in this once peaceful town came under sieged by the invading members of the fearsome Blue Sons. The Blue Sons were a notorious terrorist group made up solely of humans, their one goal was to remind all Faunus around Remnant to remain under the heel of humanity and to know their lower social status in life and that humans are superior to them.

They despise any and all Faunus, be they pure blood or worse half-breeds and they despise those who even try to help Faunus, view them as equals or even fall in love with them. Those who helped Faunus would be branded as 'traitors to humanity' in their eyes, and this village was one of them. During the chaos a dark skinned man around his 40s, bald head and black beard and facial hair, wearing a robe like that of a priest was standing in front of the terrified villagers as the invading Blue Sons slowly closed in like predators moving in for the kill.

One of the members walked up to the village elder with a sickening grin. "Outta the way, traitor."

The elder only scowled. "The only traitors are you people!" He said venomously on the word 'people'. "You attack us just because we try to live in peace with the Faunus?! That's madness!"

"No, it's just reminding them that they have no place, among humanity!" The man said while backhanding the elder, sending him crashing on the ground while his fellow villagers try to help him up.

"People like you who help these mangy animals, are nothing but traitor to humanity." A woman member of the Blue Sons sneered while spitting at the direction of the huddled villagers.

"So while they live they will soon learn that the world was made for humans and humans alone." The male member said before backing up.

"Let this day be a reminder to you all, those who view Faunus as equals are traitors to humanity, to our pure blue world. And let the is day remind all you filthy animals, are nothing but lowly life forms!" He shouted at them.

The elder only glared angrily at these so called men before him. The man who hit him aimed his gun at him, ready to kill him and start killing the rest of the villagers. Many of the humans and Faunus behind him cowered before the mad men, mothers holding their children, fathers glaring hatefully at those who wish to destroy the peace between human and Faunus.

Before the man could fire they heard a loud growl coming from the main street. The man turned to his right only to see a black shadow running straight at him, he barely had time to react as the shadow collided with him and tackles him on the ground.

The Blue Sons and villagers watched in horror and stunned silence as one of the members was being savagely mauled by a Hellhound! The man's screams filled the air as the Grimm sank its fangs and claws into him, tearing through flesh and spilling blood.

"What the fu..." One of them barely finished his sentence as another shadow zoomed past him and his head suddenly fell of his body. The members of the Blue Sons saw that it was another Grimm; a Razor! The Grimm with a bloody bone blade turned and growled at them, fangs glistening in the light of the flames. The Hellhound having killed the first member stood next to its companion as they walked in front of the crowded humans and Faunus, keeping themselves between the Blue Sons and villagers.

This definitely caught everyone off guard, why would two of the deadliest species of Grimm be shielding humans and Faunus? They don't care what happens to both race as long as they kill them, so why would they act like protectors?

Before anyone could say anything...

BANG!

The sound of a gunshot echoed in the air as they saw another member of the Blue Sons falling dead, with a head wound. They turned and saw the one responsible for shooting one of their own. It was a young man around 18 years of age, with a black short sleeved shirt, blue jeans and black combat boots. With a light skin tone, a spiked up abyssal black and red hair in a fire style with the right side covered from the rest of his hair, a lean built body and eyes as red as blood. Riddick stood before the stunned villagers and Blue Sons holding his smoking pistol.

One of the Blue Son members growled and walked toward him. "Hey! Dipshit, were you the one who killed our brother?!" He demanded.

Riddick only scowled at him making him flinch."And what if I did?"

This only made the Blue Son member angry. "You bastard!" He shouted as he tried to swing his sword at Riddick, however the red eyed teen grabbed his wrist, twisted it making him drop the sword, Riddick quickly grabbed it, spun around and decapitated the poor fool. The headless body sprayed a bloody fountain as the head fell on the dirt the face frozen in shock.

The members of the Blue Sons stared in shock and horror as one of another of their members was killed so easily. The elder and the villagers looked at Riddick in awe and with hope that he might be able to save them.

Flicking the blade of blood Riddick glared heated daggers at the terrorist group as Buzzsaw and Overkill came to his side, snarling and growling at the invaders. The Blue Sons members were to angry to acknowledge the fact that the Razor and Hellhound are with the one who killed one of their brothers. They charged at the ranger determined to avenge their fallen brothers. Riddick and his hounds charged back ready to kill these murdering monsters.

The elder and the villagers watched in a mix of awe, shock, disgust and horror as they witnessed the young man and the two Grimm fighting and killing the Blue Sons who invaded their peaceful home. Many of the villagers cringed at the site of the invaders being killed either by the blade, the gun or worse mauled by the Razor and Hellhound. Others looked away and some felt sick to their stomachs to see so much bloodshed and carnage.

The parents shielded their children's eyes and had them cover their ears so they would not see the grotesque scenes or hear the agonizing screams. The elder had sweat rolling down his face in all his years he's never seen anyone as young as the red eyed teen killing these so-called men, much less controlling two of the deadliest Grimm ever! Despite this he was thanking the gods for sending someone to save them from these savages.

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The fight was over as quick as it started, I stood there surrounded by blood and bodies of these assholes who attacked Kimiko's village, blood caked my face and clothing as I was controlling my breathing. The sword I took from that fucker from earlier was dripping with the blood of my enemies, and the barrel of my gun was smoking hot. You must be asking yourselves, how can I easily kill this many people and not feel anything? Well let's just say this isn't the first time I've killed someone and it won't be the last.

I looked over to see Overkill and Buzzsaw feasting on the dead bodies as the survivors of these racial bastards backed away in fear. Yeah that's right, you should be afraid. Think you're all big and bad when someone bigger and badder than you comes and kills your buddies, not so funny anymore is it? Suddenly I heard a clapping sound.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?"

The voice was rather a boastful one by the sound of it, then out of the smoke another man stepped into view. Unlike these shitheads this one was different. This man wore a black straw hat, yellow scarf, red high-heel boots, a long purple coat with red interior, and a large black belt. His skin tone was fare, the chin was almost square in a way, his eyes however weren't what I expected.

They were a light shade of yellow, almost like how I was born with red eyes. None the less the man before me had this aura of arrogance and cockiness, if that grin of his was anything to go by. He seems to have this affable attitude but I can easily see under that façade of his, that he's nothing more than a homicidal psychopath. I had this knack for reading people like a book, I can tell whether they're friendly or not, whether they're lying or telling the truth. And by the looks of this guy, he was anything but friendly.

"Now ain't this a sight to behold! Never would've imagine seeing someone like you, taking on a bunch of chumps like these guys babe."The man said with a rather loud and talkative mouth.

"I mean who would recognize anyone crazy enough, to go up against a group of terrorists all armed to the teeth, baby? I'll tell you who: Me! Be-bee-ba-boo-bo-da... Scaramouch the Merciless! The Pied-Piper of Ruination, the Crooner of Carnage, the Ambassador of Annihilation, the Eradicator of All, baby! Also known as... Remnant's most favored assassin." The man Scaramouch said with a prideful grin.

I scowled even harder, I've seen people like him, fat on arrogance and pride. Among the many things I hate it's arrogant and cocky people like this shithead.

"Not sure who you are or where you came from, but anyone like you crazy enough to jump into the slaughter house, has guts of steel, baby." Scaramouch said as he circled around me like a shark. "Normally I'd wouldn't go against kids like you, but then... I'd be lying if I said I didn't"

He then stopped in front of me as those racial idiots behind him seemed to have confidant grins, thinking this guy might help them. "You see here, babe, I was promised a lot of lien if I helped out with this little slaughter fest of theirs, and stop anyone stupid enough to try and stop 'em."

The more this guy talked the more I clenched my fists wanting to shut this man up!

Before he could utter another word I quickly moved in and threw in a surprise punch. Caught off guard I began throwing a hail of punches at this Sammy Davis Jr wannabe forcing him to step back. However the assassin managed to jump high into the air and landed on a ruined building.

"Well now, that was a surprise there babe." He said rubbing his face. "You're probably the first person on Remnant to ever catch me off guard." He then bore this dark twisted grin showing me that he was about to get serious. " If that's how you want to play. Then let's dance." He then pulled out this... flute? Is he serious? He then began to play his flute as the musical notes were heard.

I'm not sure whether this guy's stupid or crazy to play a flute in a time like this, suddenly I heard shifting sounds behind me. So I looked back and to my surprise I saw rocks, wood and broken pieces of buildings coming together and formed a 15 meter tall golem! "Oh, shit."

As Scaramouch played the flute, the golem was about to kick me, when I jumped onto its foot jumped in the air and kicked its head destroying it in the process. This caught the flute playing assassin by surprise but he continued playing, as I jumped off the body as a rock floated towards the body and became a new head as its face twisted into an angry sneer glaring at me.

I looked towards Scaramouch who continued playing the flute. I figured if I could destroy that flute, the golem's history. I just needed to get up there. I leaped out of the way from being crushed under the golem's foot. As I ran I grabbed a discarded staff from one of the terrorists that seemed to have this wicked three clawed head with a hook in the center. I used it to reach the assassin, but the slippery bastard jumped to another roof and played his flute again, I glared at him but the golem appeared before me, raising both arms up and slamming them down on me.

I grunted as I felt myself being buried under the ruble of the building. But I managed to dig myself out with a few bruise and a trail of blood from my mouth. "You know babe, you're rather a tenacious fellow, I mean most people and Faunus would just give up and run away, after crossing swords with me." The assassin told me with an arrogant tone, thinking I'd just give up and leave, sadly this ranger's not leaving.

I jumped back from the golem's punch as it struck the ground, I stabbed the claw head of the spear on the golem's arm, pulled back with all my might and ripped off a good chunk of rock from the arm. I slammed the rock chunk on the left leg destroying it. Spinning around I threw the spear and rock at the golem, breaking through its chest and caused it to collapse and crumble into pieces.

As the dust cleared I saw Scaramouch still playing the flute, I was about to go after him when I was suddenly struck by a flying rock. Falling on my back I noticed that other pieces of rock and ruble floated around me.

Obviously he must have some sort of telekinesis if he can manipulate the debris around us. The rocks and debris were thrown at me as I was able to dodge all of them and got out of the circle, grabbing some medium sized metal plates I used them like shields to block the debris thrown at me. Then with my one chance I threw my shield at the assassin, striking the flute and cutting it in two. Without the flute the rocks and debris feel on the ground.

Running at him I grabbed two discarded knives from those dead men in blue and leaped onto the building he's on. I got close enough to swing my temporary knives at him, but he ducked from my attack and drew his large dao and threw it in the air. Not caring why he threw it I charged at him but he jumped over me and landed behind me.

"Hey you might have destroyed my magic flute, but you can't destroy the musical magic that is me, babe." He said before he started scatting. I've that type of singing before from listening to my father's marine friends radios before, though why he's singing I don't know nor do I care!

I charged at him ready to run my borrowed knives through him, as I made my way towards him he moved to the side and revealed his sword flying straight for me! I quickly jumped backwards avoiding his sword as it passed under me. It made sense now, the flute was only an amplifier, his voice is his source of power. How he's able to do this I don't know, but if I'm gonna beat him, I'm gonna have to shut him up permanently.

Landing on the roof I looed over and saw him on another building, still singing his would-be jazz music. I charged again hoping to get him before his sword gets me. As I made my way for him I jumped in the air, just in time as his sword struck the spot I was on. In the air I made some flips and used the knives to block the sword from striking me.

As I landed on the other building I ran while blocking the sword, I jumped again letting the sword hit the building and ran straight for Scaramouch. The assassin still singing pulled out this sheathed dagger and used it to block my attack as I pushed him and myself off the building. As we fell he still wore that smug grin of his while he sang. I narrowed my eyes as this bastard annoyed the living shit out of me, I want nothing more than to kill him.

We landed on our feet and I continued my assault but he blocked my attacks with his sheathed dagger, I gotta hand it to this guy, he may look like an annoying, talkative idiot but he has some skill with a blade. I then turned and used the other knife to block his sword while trying to block him at the same time. After blocking his attacks I ducked from the sword's swing and leaped into a window as the sword destroyed the wall causing dust to fly.

Using the dust to my advantage I ran at the assassin, the knife head aimed at him. Then he pulled his dagger out of its sheath and suddenly the blade split in two, becoming like a fork. As I came in he swung his dagger at the knife as the two blades struck a sudden sound was heard in the air.

We both had our backs facing each other but I turned and glared at him. "Dig that beautiful sound baby!" He said as he faced me. Then that sound I heard was getting louder and louder, almost high pitched. I then felt the knife in my right hand shaking for some reason, I turned to see why it was shaking when...

BANG!

The knife exploded into shards causing me to fly back. I landed on my back feeling the wind slightly knocked out of me, as I felt the left side of my face bleeding from some of the shard that was the knife. Thankfully it wasn't one of my knives, if any of them ended up like the one I picked up, I would be so pissed off.

"Hey babe I told you, I'm Remnant's favorite. No one plays the blade like I do." Scaramouch said as he struck the side of a stone wall with that dagger of his. "NO ONE!" He exclaimed before singing again as the stone wall exploded into pieces from that sonic dagger of his.

As he sang his sword came flying at me. My eyes narrowed at him as a plan was formed in my mind, if that dagger of his acted like a tuning fork and sends vibrations into objects, then I can use that against him. I charged and bent on my knees as the sword flew over me, I got back on my feet and used the knife in my left hand to attack him.

Of course he used that sonic dagger of his to block and strike the knife multiple times, which is exactly what I want him to do.

As I stood my ground facing his back the knife in my hand was slowly starting to shake as the sound was getting louder and louder. "Well it's be fun kiddo, but I gotta move on. Au Revoir." He said to me with the French word for 'goodbye'. He looked over his shoulder and said. "Not sure if you know it, but it means you're dead, babe!"

I however gave a small grin. "Unfortunately, you're the one who's dead." I tossed my vibrating knife at him which caught him off guard, and before he could react.

BANG!

The knife exploded in front of him, causing a mini shockwave as a ring of smoke expanded outward. Because of his dagger sending vibrations into anything it strikes, I planned on him using it on the knife I borrowed which in turn would become a makeshift shrapnel grenade if it had enough vibrations in it. And the plan worked. I then found his sword and carried it with me to finish him off.

Scaramouch now on his feet with small shards on his face but more so on his neck, to do some damage to his vocal cords to prevent him from using his so-called musical magic again. As I drew near him I can already see the fear in his eyes as he smiled nervously at me.

"Well babe, time for me to shuffle off stage." He said slightly backing away from me. "Looks like, you're the headliner now, heh."

My eyes bore into his soul I swung the sword at him staring from his right shoulder, going down his left arm, cleaving him in two. The assassin's face lost all of his arrogance as blood was leaking from his lips.

"Be-de-bo-doo. That's all babe." That was the last thing he said before his upper half of his body fell and a fountain of blood erupted from his body. With him dead I turned to the stunned surviving men in blue, stricken with terror and fear as the villagers only stared at me with a mix of awe, fear and amazement.

"I'm only gonna give you all this one. Last. Chance." I snarled at the terrified men in blue as I summoned my intimidation demon above me. Overkill and Buzzsaw came to my side and growled at the invaders adding more to the intimidation factor.

The demon above me growled at them causing them to shake at the knees. My eyes glowing red under my shadowed face I growled at them in the most inhuman, demonic voice imaginable. "Run."

The men in blue grabbed whatever survivor they can find and took off like the devil himself was on their tail.

With the threat over I let out a much needed breath. Then I heard footsteps approaching me. "Mr. Riddick!" I turned and saw Kimiko running at me. I got on my knees as she wrapped her arms around me. "You're ok!" She cried in my neck as I felt tears from her.

Smiling I gently stroke her back. "I told you everything would be ok."

"Kimiko?"

We heard a woman calling out, we turned to the gathered villagers as they parted for a woman who wore a white shirt, black pants and sandals, blonde hair and chestnut eyes. "Kimiko? That you?" She asked the girl in my arms.

The young girl's eyes widen with recognition. "Aunty?" So this woman's her aunt Caroline, eh? Thank god she's alright.

Caroline's eyes had tears of relief and joy to see her niece again. "You're alright." She broke into a jog as the young girl ran from my arms and to her aunt's.

"AUNTY!" Both Caroline and Kimiko wrapped each other in a tight hug, both relieved to see each other alive as they shedded tears of joy.

I smiled feeling happy on the inside that she might have another chance to live a normal life. Then I saw the other villagers coming at me staring at me, like I was some savior or something. I then felt a nudge and saw Overkill with Scaramouch's dagger in his mouth and Buzzsaw with the sheath.

Taking the dagger the blade then came together as one now, I grabbed the sheath from Buzzsaw and placed the dagger in it and fastened it to my belt. This dagger could come in handy in the future. However before and during the fight Scaramouch said 'Remnant' to me. Just what the hell is Remnant? Was it some kind of country no one ever knew? Whatever's going on I need to find some answers and fast. I faced the villagers with a neutral expression, took a deep breath and said.

"Ok, who's the one in charge here, that I need to talk to?"

I don't know how I got into this mess, but one things for sure though, whatever comes my way they better be ready for me, cause I don't intend to play nice if you fuck with me.

To be continued.