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Hours after Adam had been expelled from the White Fang

A Slime was tossed into a rock, having massive scarring all over its face. It looked absolutely terrified as tears ran down its cheeks. "Hmph. You've got a lot of fight in you for such a little teardrop." Adam said. "I was expecting you to die, but you're hanging on. Impressive."

Adam turned his back on it. "However, it's going to take a lot more than that." He said as he walked off to his camp as the Slime was left battered and scarred over at the rock. "How's it coming along?"

"Well, so far, we got the branding figured out." One of the Crimson Fang members said. "Now we just need to-" They both heard a truck pulling in as they turned to see it pull in with a lot of cages in it. The driver, a female Crimson Fang member, hopped out.

"How do you like it? Found it sitting near some trees in an open field." She said. "Apparently there were some creatures in it so I released them back into the wild. That said, this truck seems to belong to a famous bounty hunter. Calls himself the Iron Masked Marauder. No idea where he's at though."

"Hmph, even if he does come back for his truck, we'll kill him." Adam said as he stared at the cages as the strong armed members pulled the cages off with relative ease as they dropped them on the ground. "This will be perfect."

"Are we going to put humans in these?"

"No. I have a better idea." Adam walked over to the Slime that was lying on its back as it opened its eyes to see Adam approaching it. Its eyes widened in fear as Adam picked up the Slime by the head as he walked over to the cages and then he threw him into the cage. "Welcome to the Crimson Fang." He said, slamming the caged door as he walked over to the fire pit and grabbed a hold of the cattle prod. He then walked over to the cage and then knelt down. "Look at me." He ordered but the Slime looked away from him. "Look at me!" He said, slamming the cage door with his hand, terrifying the Slime. "Look at me when I'm addressing you, you little freak."

The Slime slowly turned to Adam, a terrified look on its face. "Good." He smirked and then branded the Slime on its cheek, giving it a Crimson Fang emblem on it. The emblem in question had the White Fang mark, but had a crimson rose behind it. The Slime wailed in pain from the intense burn. "You are now a member of the Crimson Fang. Wear it with pride." He said and then turned around, putting the cattle prod into the fire, then turned to his fellow members. "I desire more of these pathetic monsters. There are possibly scattered around this forest and beyond. Find as many as you can… I will do the same." He said as they saluted.

Two days later…

One by one, Erdrean monsters were thrown into the cages, battered, bruised, scarred and above all else… terrified. Haystack Needlers, Spitzfires, Flythons, Shell Slimes, Man O' Wars, Crabids, Fandangows, Horknights, Orcs, just to name a few. Some of the members went out of their way to either build cages or rob warehouses that held cages. One by one, these monsters were branded with the Crimson Fang mark. "Look at you… all of you look pathetic." Adam mocked with his arms folded.

"High Leader!" A Crimson Fang member ran over to him. "I crafted a new weapon for you just like you asked me."

"Good." Adam walked over to the blacksmithing table. "…What is this?" He wondered.

"Well, I used the metal of what was left of your sword and used it to craft this. Your sword is dangerous, yes… but this could give you an upper hand." He said as Adam picked up the weapon, which was just a metallic crimson glove. However, as soon as he put it on, claws contracted out of the finger tips. "You like it? I call it the Crimson Claw."

"Hmm… bring me a monster. I wish to test it on one of them."

"Right away, high leader." He said as he took off, and then came back with a terrified Overtoad. Adam got into position, then he lunged at the Overtoad, slashing it hard enough for it to leave severe gashes on the chest, with blood immediately trickling out. The Overtoad immediately fell on his back, dead. "As you can see, it leaves heavy gashes on your victim, and it can prove fatal as you just saw. It is still a work in progress however. I'm planning on giving it a poisonous touch should the gashes not be fatal enough. The question is… how poisonous do you want it?"

"Enough to paralyze you. Give it a nasty burn while you're at it. I want them to suffer a painful death." He said, putting the Crimson Claw down.

"As you wish, m'lord."

"High leader!" A Crimson Fang member approached him. "We have company." He said as he looked up to see Corsac and Fennec approaching.

"Brother Adam. You seem to be doing well despite your excommunication." Corsac said. "We have heard about your… new faction, the Crimson Fang."

"Yeah, and what of it? You wish to shut me down?"

"No, you are mistaken, brother Adam." Fennec said. "We too are sick of Sienna's ways. We wish for her to be gone as well, especially Ilia, whom we have sent to dispose of the Schnee Girl, including Blake and-"

"Don't you DARE mention Schnee in front of me!" He snapped, giving the two a glare from his mask. "You want to dispose of the Schnees? Well, get in line!" He said.

"Brother Adam, we are surprised… we thought you would have been more angry over Blake." Corsac said.

"I could care less about her. She left on her own terms. She'll pay when the time is right."

"Very well." Fennec nodded. "We wish to join your new faction."

Adam let out a smirk. "I have a job for you two. I want you two to spy on Sienna and the White Fang, bring me info on what they are doing. All I know is that they're going back to their old ways and I know she is stationed at the Smash Mansion. It is heavily guarded, so infiltrating it is next to impossible. Believe me, I had a dream about it just yesterday. Do not sneak in, just let yourselves in and pretend that you are still part of the White Fang. Communicate with Sienna, but do not kill her. There are too many witnesses. Once she has her guard down and no one is around, let me know where you are so I can finish the job."

"You do not wish for us to kill her?" Corsac asked.

"She's bold, but she's not stupid. She will do anything in her power to stop you two from killing her. So, I want you two to report back on anything Sienna plans on doing, understood?"

"Understood, high leader." Fennec said as the two brothers bowed, then they walked closer to the Erdrean Monsters. "Impressive how you were able to secure so many of these beasts." Fennec mused.

"I have a question, Brother Adam. How come there are no Pokemon in these cages?" Corsac asked.

"I ran into a snag." Adam responded.

"Axew! Axeeeeewww!" An Axew cried as Adam had picked it up by the horn.

"You'll fit in nicely." He smirked.

"HAXOOOOOR!" A voice boomed as Adam turned, only to get hit by a Dragon Pulse from Axew's mother, sending him flying and dropping the Axew.

"Axew! Axew!" Axew cried happily.

"Haxorus." Haxorus gently petted Axew on the head.

"Teddi… Teddiursa…" Teddiursa mumbled in its sleep as Adam watched from afar, then noticing an Ursaring pacing around, protecting her cub.

"Not worth it." Adam quietly said.

"HYDREEEEEEI!" Hydreigon launched a Hyper Beam attack that almost hit Adam right as he was about to catch himself a Deino, forcing Adam to flee.

"Mmmph!" Adam grunted, being pinned by diamonds on a rock wall from a Diancie.

"Cie!" Diancie dusted her hands off and floated off with some grateful Carbink that Adam planned on getting.

"Mmph! Hnngh! Mmmph!" Adam grunted, trying to budge a Snorlax.

"Snooooor… laaaaax…"

"No use." Adam said as he walked off, right as the Snorlax moved to its stomach, inches away from crushing Adam.

"Pokemon have ways of defending themselves. In a way, so do these monsters… but these things are much more interesting than mere rodents."

"If that is what you so choose, high leader… then we will not question you." Fennec said.

"Good." Adam turned to the monsters in question. "Are they done yet?" He asked.

"Yes, we just finished making these. We plan on making more." A member said.

"Good." He said, taking a mask as the mask in question looked identical to the White Fang, but the masks looked more slanted, crimson in color. He then walked over to the cages and planted each of the masks on the monsters inside of the cages. They hid their now soulless eyes as they started wailing or looked depressed. "Silence!" He ordered, hitting the cages. "You monsters are on the same hierarchy as those mere humans! You think you're strong, but the moment we start beating you up, tormenting you, or even mocking you, you're just the same as every human on this planet. Submissive!"

BGM: Where Is the Hope? (Dragon Quest XI S: Echoes of An Elusive Age)

"You all had a choice the moment we captured you. Obey or perish. Considering you are all still alive, you have proven yourselves to be submissive to the superior race. Faunus will rule over humans and monsters. They will serve us no matter what… and you are just the beginning. You will serve us… and if anyone tries to flee, they will be executed on demand." He said as some of them started crying. Adam scowled at the sniveling Spiked Hares and then grabbed an electric prod and zapped them. They let out a yelp in agony as he put away. "There will be no crying aloud. You will speak when you are spoken to, do you understand?" He asked as none of them spoke a word. "Good, you understand your place. Humans and monsters will be enslaved by us, and you will either capture or kill them. This also goes to the monsters who do not wish to fight. Nothing will stand in our way."

He then walked away from the caged monsters, smirking at their despairing wails. As he walked, he picked up a mask of his own, looking exactly like the ones he put over the monsters heads. He took off his original mask and threw it into the fire. "Our old lives are gone. Our new lives have just begun." He said as he put the mask on with a smirk.

End BGM

"Understood, High Leader." A Crimson Fang member saluted.

"High leader… that name is old news." He said, as he put his hand out, conjuring up a ball of flame that he had forced a Wizened Wizard to teach him the day before. "Call me… the Crimson Horn."

Dun dun duuuuuun!