Accessing GrimmFall Database
Accessing File: The Fallen
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Secret File Located Containing Updated Information
Accessing Secret File: The Fallen History and Rank
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Opening Secret File: The Fallen History and Rank
History states that the Grimm arose during the time of the Emperor in Japan but recent discoveries suggest that not only have the Grimm walked the Earth before the time of the Emperor but so did the Fallen. The name 'Fallen' applies to humans and possibly others that have somehow been infused with the essence of Grimm, a feat never before thought possible and turns them into lethal killing machines that share the Grimm instinct to slaughter sentient life. These beings are considered extremely dangerous, able to wield any ability the Grimm have, making them more dangerous than possibly any other being on the planet.
The origin of the Fallen is shrouded in myths and legends but recent information has revealed that the early Fallen were savage like their Grimm counterparts but over the centuries they had evolved, becoming more intelligent and from that point they learned how to control their powers. It has been said that the first Fallen were born under the guidance of a Priestess who claimed to have connected with the Grimm and learned how to endow their powers onto mortals. This cult was from the Age of the Forgotten World and was believed destroyed but their legacy appears to have lived on in the current Fallen. The Grimm, while numerous only possess a special ability limited to each type while only sharing the ability to sense negative emotions.
Nevermore types are capable of flight and launching their feathers as sharp arrows. Deathstalkers possess a deadly poison in their stingers, King Taijitu are capable of burrowing underground to attack unsuspecting prey from below, a Geist is capable of possessing any object and use them to attack their enemy and there are rumors of some Grimm capable of creating other Grimm. The possibility of all these abilities and even more being wielded by a single being is cause for great concern since new forms of Grimm continue to be discovered. What little is known about the Fallen is that when they are born the Grimm find them and take them away to be raised among them which is surprising given the destructive nature of the Grimm.
Yet as a Fallen grows and matures they learn amazingly fast, sharing a bond with their Grimm caretakers and seem to have no need for sustenance like food and water. As children they resemble ordinary people, their heritage only shown as red eyes that can be hidden by color alteration. As they grow dark vein markings start to appear on their skin that turns pale. All Fallen feel an urge to slay their enemy, just like the Grimm and this instinct grows with age.
Evidence suggest that the Fallen appeared during the Time of Awakening, having appeared suddenly in Japan during an attempt to seal off the Pool of Darkness and ordered the Grimm to spread out across the world, leading to the Grimm populating the majority of the planet. As the Grimm spread new nest grounds were created with one example being the Darklands in America and these nesting grounds are favored as hiding places for the Fallen.
As of now three class of Fallen have been identified:
Newborn: All Fallen that have yet to show the dark vein markings are considered the youngest with only glowing red eyes during certain times identifying them as Fallen.
Noble: If a Fallen cannot master this instinct their powers grow out of control and consumes them from the inside. However if a Fallen can master their instinct to kill they become what is known as a Noble Class Fallen. This class of Fallen has yet to master their powers but has mastered the Grimm instinct to kill, capable of retaining reason and when their intelligence is combined with the natural enhanced abilities all Fallen share they become extremely dangerous.
Majesty: The rarest type of Fallen is the kind that masters both the instinct to kill and all the powers they carry, becoming what the research files refer to as Majesty Class. The Fallen known as Sammael and Moloch are rumored to be Majesty Class Fallen, giving a hint to how dangerous they are.
All Fallen are considered to be extremely dangerous and no one aside from Class V Huntsmen or powerful warriors like Major Glory are to engage them.
Close File
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"What do you consider to be a challenge?" Instead of TOM doing the lecture the file was accessed from none other than Sammael's lair in the Darklands through a See Grimm with the Fallen waving a hand as the file closed and instead showed several images.
Skarr fighting Scotty Blake, Mandy still a prisoner of the Blind Eye Society and Mandark plotting in his lair.
"A simple game or the potential to challenge yourself beyond all traditional rules? Without a challenge, life becomes stagnant, predictable. We draw strength that lurks inside that we did know existed once properly challenged. And gives us the ability to rise up and reach our true potential." Sammael grinned, eager to see the upcoming events.
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A man wearing a crimson robe opened a door, stepping into what appeared to be a laboratory from old horror movies. The walls along with the floor and ceiling were made of stone with various tools and chemical sets sitting on tables while in the center was a bird stand with a certain bird looking through a microscope. Lining the walls were monitors with the largest showing Mandy, still bound and gagged in her cell with a collar around her neck that suppressed her powers.
"Have you learned anything?" The robed man asked, staring coldly at the Fallen on the screen.
Professor Pericles lifted his head, his one seeing eye glancing at the screen. "She's every bit an enigma I anticipated. As far as we know no one has ever truly captured a Fallen and studied them before. I obtained a sample of her blood and these are the results." Pericles tapped a switch with his wing, showing the blood sample.
It was completely black unlike normal human blood.
"This blood contains a mixture of ordinary human blood and yet it has fused itself with the Dark Substance from which Grimm are made of. It explains why when a Fallen mature gain markings running down their bodies. The Dark Substance absorbs and fuses with the blood, enhancing the body's functions beyond ordinary humans. Such features include enhanced strength, denser muscles and bones, elimination of fatigue-producing toxins in the muscles and extremely precise senses, enhanced immune system that could potentially eliminate invading viruses and the cells do not seem to age nearly as much a human, suggesting that a Fallen could live for centuries." Pericles explained, bringing up scans he had taken of Mandy's body. "She was never human; she was born a Fallen which means she was somehow infected with the essence of Grimm before her birth. Yet the mother remained human and lived long enough to give birth before the Grimm came for her. So somehow, ordinary couples can give birth to Fallen. Truly amazing."
"She is only a newborn compared to others like the heretic Sammael and his ilk." The robed man grumbled. "I suppose the best way to kill her would be the cut her head off."
"She is still at the stage where anything fatal to a human could kill her. The Dark Substance has yet to fully evolve her to point of other Fallen."
"Good to know." The robed man smirked. "We can use what we learn from her to prepare for when our God enters this world and we have to remove the Fallen as a threat."
Pericles clicked a switch, turning the monitor. "All this information is valuable but the fact remains that the Fallen are nearly impossible to kill once they have reached Noble or even Majesty class. After all, they did nearly destroy the world in ancient times. These current ones however are extremely different from their predecessors, more intelligent and thus more formidable."
"That matters little now. The time of the Fallen and the Grimm are coming to an end. Our Lord and God, Cipher will see to it." The robed man replied. "She exists only as insurance to better learn against our enemy. In the meantime I have to see to the matter of other obstacles, such as those annoying children poking around Gravity Falls. Continuing studying our prisoner but be ready to terminate her on my order."
"As you wish." Pericles politely complied, waiting until the man was gone to look back at the blood sample. "It is a pity this blood cannot be harnessed for its remarkable potential but I have no interest in letting it consume me from the inside out. At the very least I can now say I have the honor of being the first to studying a growing Fallen before she reaches the next evolution. Now I can make preparations for the future."
Inside her cell, Mandy opened her eyes to reveal them flashing red with a blackness creeping into the sclera. Though bound she could still feel and even hear the Grimm out there, reaching out to her underneath the nose of the cult idiots.
They had no idea what was coming.
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"As soon as I laid my eyes on her I knew she was the one. A maiden of absolute beauty and purity in a world so dark, possessing an extremely rare ability."
A pair of eyes surveyed a young girl on a giant screen before them, taking in every detail as she danced in her class.
"The power to make something she imagines be brought to life. The rarest of Semblance abilities."
The screen showed a large outline behind the girl who paid no mind as she continued to dance.
"A princess of a vast business dedicated to the betterment of mankind."
The screen then showed her leaving her home which happened to be a giant complex with the DexLab logo at the entrance.
"She is the key. Her power shows the connection of her bloodline to the great powers of ancient times given freely by the Guardians."
A hand tapped the keyboard, replacing the girl he had been spying on with a large ancient tablet depicting six figures with twelve symbols surrounding the world.
"Six Guardians who form the Spiral, giving twelve gifts to the world to ensure the Grimm do not spread beyond this world and out into the universe, the choice to use them for good or evil given freely to the ones who find them. Even if the gifts disappeared at the end of the Forgotten Age traces of their power remains in the descendants of their wielders."
One symbol was highlighted.
"Heart."
Followed by another.
"Creation."
The third was next.
"Destruction, Strength, Form, Soul, Mind, Nature, Sight, Bond, Youth and Ability." The person listed the symbols off one by one. "And this maiden and her blood is the key to finding one of them."
"So, she is the one." A young girl's voice said from behind.
The pair of eyes widened behind their glasses as the person turned around, facing the girl who spoke with a slightly subdued voice. "Yes, dear sister."
The younger girl seemed to observe the so-called maiden her brother had been watching. "She's the older sister of those DexLab kids."
"Yes. The inheritor of the Imagination Semblance." Her brother spoke carefully.
The brother knew what he was and he knew he was gifted with a brilliant mind, having engineered this entire company by himself with resources forwarded to him by the one who led him here. He feared no one, save his little sister who possessed a presence more demonic than his own. His sister who had still been growing in their mother when their original home was destroyed by the Grimm that had been summoned by their existence. He had seen to it their mother had been left only at death's door, alive and placed in a stasis chamber to allow her daughter to be born.
He had yet to fully terminate their mother, opting to leave her frozen in her tank and left to hover between life and death.
"I want to see this girl for myself." Olga Astronominov who preferred to be called her chosen name, Lalavava finally spoke. "Descended from a wielder or not. I hear she's top in dancing class."
"She is." Her brother, Mandark nodded.
"Sign me up and leave the rest to me." Lalavava ordered her brother who obeyed.
He would have been foolish to say no.
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Knock-knock
"Ed? Ed, you in there?" Eddy carefully asked, knocking on the door to his friend's room but received no answer.
He would have been surprised if Ed had answered. Since Sarah's disappearance Ed had become a recluse, never coming out of his room which was now becoming a great concern to his friends. Ed's mother on the other hand had fallen into an even greater depression and barely seemed to leave her bedroom.
Everyone was becoming worried for the two and with good reason.
"Listen, Ed." Eddy knocked again. "Rolf knows what got your sister and we're going after it. He thinks its very dangerous and we're all idiots to just go after it but we're doing it. I didn't like Sarah at all because of how she treated you but I am going to do it because she was your sister. So if you feel coming along, meet us at Rolf's place and we'll track down that monster."
Eddy still got no answer but he didn't expect one. He simply turned and walked up the stairs, leaving his friend's house and met up with Nazz and Johnny.
"He's not coming?" Nazz asked worriedly.
"He'll come." Eddy replied. "He just needs time."
"Should we ask Kevin to join us?" Johnny asked, holding Plank close.
Kevin was another one of the cul-de-sac kids, living right next to Eddy which was something neither of them were happy about. His mother was a Huntress who passed away when he was a year old, leading his father to quit his job at a Dust factory to raise him. Living by his father's strict rules which he found frustrating Kevin to the point he often acted as a bully to others, especially Eddy and his friends until Nazz and Rolf both worked to put a stop to that. Fascinated with his bike when Kevin wasn't riding it he was working on upgrading it with various Dust powered equipment with plans to one day take off and never come back.
"Probably not. Rolf barely agreed to let us come with him. No way would he allow Keven and especially Jimmy to tag along." Nazz answered.
Jimmy himself was Sarah's best friend and the youngest of the cul-de-sac kids. He had been diagnosed with a disease leaving him weak and his parents often kept him from associating with other kids, fearing him of being too frail to be around others with the exception of Sarah who they believed would always protect him. In the wake of what had happened with Sarah Jimmy had been quarantined in his home until the matter was resolved.
At least that's what his parents had said.
"We can handle this without Shovel-chin and Daisy." Eddy cut in. "Besides this is personal for us. I won't sugarcoat it but I hated Sarah. She was a winy spoiled brat who just liked beating on Ed who was like the only person besides Jimmy who was ever nice to her for no good reason at all. But she was still Ed's sister and right now my best friend is torturing himself because of the freak Rolf couldn't put down back at his old home."
"That's not Rolf's fault Eddy and you know it. Rolf didn't mean for any of this to happen." Nazz said, defending their friend from Eddy's accusations.
"Well it happened anyways and we're making sure Stretch finishes off that freak this time for good." Eddy retorted. "So let's get moving."
With that said Eddy walked off in the direction of Rolf's house with Nazz and Johnny quickly following him. By the time they had reached the Son of a Shepard's house Rolf was already waiting for them, his armor on and a pitchfork in one hand.
"Be ready." Rolf simply said, holding his pitchfork up. "For we hunt."
"So how do we find this thing?" Eddy crossed his arms.
"Back in the Old Country the coward would always hide close by to stalk his prey." Rolf held out a piece of black fur. "This is its fur. We follow the scent."
The group watched as Rolf brought the fur to his nose and sniffed it, flinching heavily. "The taint of darkness sends a chill through Rolf's soul." He lowered his hand and sniffed the air. "But Rolf's nose can smell the foulness in the air. Follow Rolf."
The group shared a quick glance and started following Rolf as he led them down the street, coming upon a very creaky and dusty, yet stable mansion-like home located on the corner of the street near the Cul-de-Sac.
"It's hiding in that old dump?" Eddy asked as Rolf stopped in front of the dandelion field.
The kids of the Cul-de-Sac heard rumors that somebody (or something) ghastly and evil inhabited the abandoned house, as nobody seemed to know who previously lived there which was why it was never visited. The kids of the Cul-de-Sac have spread wild rumors about the previous owner of the house. Ed claimed that it is simply haunted and that nobody should look at it. Jonny thought that it was home to a mad logger that cuts down trees and hacks them into coffee tables, while Rolf claimed it was home to a provoked opera singer who lures children into the house with enchanted arias.
"Yes! It makes perfect sense. Of course the fiend would hide here." Rolf slashed several dandelions with his pitchfork. "Rolf sees through its charade. Stay close."
Rolf pushed his way through the field and onto the front porch, kicking the door down. The others followed him, seeing the inside of the house for the very first time, stepping into an antiquated living room with purple-painted walls, a stone fireplace, a curved stairway to the second floor, doors to other rooms and the entrance, a few sofas covered in sheets, tables, and a light fixture in the ceiling. Oddly, it made the house seem larger than it does outside.
Rolf sniffed the air, holding the pitchfork tightly in both hands. "The darkness is strong with this place. This is the coward's hideaway."
Johnny shivered as he looked around, coming upon an old music box. He touched it and cried out.
A music box playing as a little girl listens to it. Something sneaks up from behind the girl and she turns around, letting out a terrified scream…
Johnny fell to the floor, clutching Plank to his chest. "Holy nuts!"
"Johnny?" Nazz and Eddy ran over and helped him stand up. "What's wrong?"
"I…I saw a little girl…She was holding that music box when…Something got her." Johnny shivered, looking away from the music box.
Nazz looked at the music box. "There's no one here, Johnny."
"No. There was someone here." Rolf cut in, looking at the music box. "Rolf thought this place would be home to evil opera singer but a greater evil has made its home here. Its taint is remembered, Johnny-Woodboy saw its work by touching the keepsake of a victim."
"So it has been here before?" Nazz asked, looking around nervously. "I thought it came from the Old Country."
"This creature has no home. It goes from place to place, finding prey to devour and then enters a period of slumber for a certain time." Rolf explains as he takes a candle and lights it. "Follow me and do not wander."
Rolf led them down a hallway, matching the house's theme and passed a second bedroom that was rather empty save a bunk bed, a wardrobe, and doors to the halls and bathroom and came upon a staircase.
"You think it's down there?" Eddy asked, looking down and seeing that it was very dark at the bottom.
"The beast can be anywhere." Rolf simply said.
"That's reassuring." Eddy scowled as Rolf began walking down the stairs. "This might be the part when Double D suggests we find a light switch."
Rolf led them down to the bottom of the stairs, stepping into the basement of the abandoned house. The room they were now in was a basic laundry room containing a washer, dryer, laundry sink, water heater, and a puddle of sludge on the floor.
"So gross…" Nazz whispered as Rolf continued forward, sniffing the air.
"Rolf can smell it and not just the infestations." Rolf stopped, pointing his pitchfork forward. "Come out, coward!"
A slamming sound was heard and everyone looked up, seeing the door at the top of the stairs slam shut. As they were looking up the sludge puddle slowly turned black and the room suddenly felt very cold. Johnny trambled, clutching Plank even tighter against his chest.
"Rolf?" Johnny asked.
"Compose yourself, Johnny Wood-boy. It seeks to feed on your fear." Rolf said, looking at the puddle of black sludge. "Rolf will not ask again. Come out, coward!"
The black sludge suddenly burst into black flames that gathered and rose up from the ground, forming into a serpentine dragon. It appeared to have horns protruding from the sides of its head, and its eyes are blank, white voids. Rolf stood his ground, glaring up at the monster while the others behind him staggered back, on the verge of having panic attacks.
"RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR!" The monster known as Fenrir roared as it lunged at them!
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General Reginald Skarr should have been dead from the blow to head Scotty Blake gave him. However he was not a human being, he was a Fallen. A newborn Fallen compared to the likes of Moloch, Fenrir and Sammael. He did not have access to the same powers as the other Fallen since he was younger, relying on his weapon and Semblance instead. The primordial darkness inside him made him stronger than ordinary humans, eliminated obsolete functions like hunger and need for sleep.
And it helped heal wounds that would have been fatal if he had been a human.
As his wound healed the dark blood inside him reacted to the perceived threat, awakening old instincts he thought he had mastered.
Kill…
The dark veins spread across Skarr's body as his one eye glowed red while the glass eye remained unchanged.
Kill.
He let out a snarl, glaring hatefully at Scotty Blake as the Scotsman tightened his grip on the handle of his claymore.
Kill!
"He's becoming feral." Quickdraw noted, his pistol remaining trained on the Fallen.
"He's losing himself to his Grimm instincts." Scotty readied himself for the fight that was about to start.
Hunt.
Prey.
KILL!
Skarr let out a demonic roar, his nails turning black and lengthening into claws and small horns sprouting from his forehead and lunged at the two Huntsmen.