Thank you for waiting! Here you go.
For those who gave me a review.
Raigalcc: Would you believe me both reactions took about five seconds to make, and were that good.
I was also looking forward to writing it as well, I hope to make this a bit more special, but still have the basic RWBY battle.
Ezio Auditore- TheOldEagle: Hmm perhaps you should think about it. I my self would like to see this. Of course you'll have to think about the consequences of said actions. I agree by the way.
YharnamHunter2092: I'd like to do that as well, but I already have a plan for what his weapon is. Also wouldn't you react to the Greatsword of Artorias like that. Also there will be an explanation, and a reaction, to the existence of the Burial Blade. But not with Eileen. She wasn't as important as Gehrman was in history, even if she is cool. He will explain how she met her and why she inspired him, that's all.
Student: HOLY SHIT! I didn't even realize I did that! I was just trying to make complex characters, who were in fact opposite in everything but goal. That's awesome! Nice catch there man.
Anyway to your questions.
1: Yes and no. He is connected to the fact that he can't die, but he can't go to the Dream, because of his lack of a lantern.
2:... Truthfully I didn't think about this. But after contemplating it, I would say later on that he would in fact gain this ability. Sadly not the weaponry. Reason being, a warrior always sticks to there go to weapon. Would you go from the Blades of Mercy to Ludwig's Holy Blade without training or practice?
3: He can see the Ghosts in Dark Souls, I don't see why not.
4: He has enough Humanity to last him awhile, but when he does run out, doesn't mean he won't take it from his kills if he has the chance though. He is a very safe person, one that wouldn't leave something that could possibly turn him into a Hollow later on.
5: As fun as that idea could be, it doesn't fit Venatores. He's not the type to look just on the surface of things.
6: No, maybe when he figures out she lied to people about her race. And even then it's just your typical 'Why'd you lie.' Type hate. One that's gone in a second
7: Sorry, I decided to go the lazy route for teams. But you have to agree, this you can actually see Ozpin agreeing to. They perfectly balance the other out. They have experience in spades. And apparently he's the rare few who Venatores can actually stand. I say they make a perfect duo.
Baz: Welcome back man, good to see you. Also kinda. It wasn't what I was thinking of when I was writing this, I was just thinking 'Hey these two are very similar. Why not make them best buds!' But I will think about it! All depends on where my mind goes. But know that it will take time.
As for Mors, no blood flowing down there. Kinda hard to think he'll actively search for a relationship, or initiate one even.
Rando Reader: I like your name. Also, thank you. I aim to give people readable material! Thanks again.
Lyxine: Thank you and I have plans! Sorry, can't tell you though.
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Now then, on to the story.
A Battle to Remember… Part one!
Mors
When one prepares for battle, one must lose himself in it. He must focus everything he has on
his preparation, less he makes a mistake in battle. In the world of Lordran, this is common for an undead to do. Before another grand fight against a demon or something else.
We may be unable to die, but that doesn't mean we can't feel pain. Besides 'dying' is very… tasking on the mind, as one can expect.
So I sat on the bench, in this… locker room? Yes,
locker room! In preparation for the fight ahead. Which will be soon if Glynda's apparition was to be trusted.
"So, Pyrrha. Do you have any spots open on your team?" A women spoke. Oh, a converse between ally's before the battle. Possibly a strategy of sorts.
Hmmm… I will listen in. Who knows what knowledge they might have on the demons. I am still new to this world after all.
"Not particularly, I was hoping to let the chips fall where they may." Spoke another woman. There voices drifting from behind me.
"Well, do you mind being on my team?" The other girl said, as if she was pleading for help. I'm starting to believe this isn't about combating the demons.
"Sure." The woman said kindly, though sounding a bit strained in the process.
Definitely not. Just children being children. Ahhh the good old days of ignorance. When one could go on with their day without a worry in the world.
"Y'know who's also great? Me Jaune Arc." A man stated.
Oh, Sir Jaune! Let's hope he'll add something about the demons into this conversation. Nothing should be trifled with so easily. Especially the ones of the abyss.
They are ones that will destroy the world, if none are careful. We should be diligent in our training to stop these threats from happening.
"This is Pyrrha," the girl said, who sounded like a small brat. Which was followed up by a small hello. "She graduated at the top of her class in Sanctum." The brat says proudly.
She graduated from her own lair? I am so confused?
"Never heard of it." Has he never heard of the term Sanctum? Strange, it is a very common phrase. Maybe he's uneducated?
"She took first place in the Mistral tournament… Three years in a row." The brat said once again.
Taking first place in a tournament is an astounding achievement. Though I am curious about what a 'Mistral' is.
"A what?" Ahh I see Jaune is wondering that as well.
"... She's on the front cover of every Pumpkin Pete's Cereal box!" The brat screamed out, which was followed by a loud gasp.
Who names a Pumpkin?! And what in the name of Sif is cereal?
"That's you! But they only do that for celebrities!" A Celebrity? What else don't I know of in this world
"Yeah." The champions voice rang out, "Sadly it's not all that good for you." Then why eat it?
"Now then." The brat stated, followed by a slight sigh of relief. "Do you really think that someone of her status," Status, she's only won three tournaments. If she has killed a dragon, then she has status. "Should really be on a team with you?"
Wow… Not even Ciaran could be that rude, or insulting. Well, maybe with some effort.
"No, I guess not." Young Jaune stated, sounding really sad. This will not do! A fellow knight being ridiculed by someone he barely knows! I shall not stand for this!
I start to stand from my location on the bench, which surprised people surrounding me. Strange, have they never seen a man in armor before?
I turn around ready to defend young Jaune. Well that is if a red head didn't beat me to it.
She also wore armor, though on the lighter side. It was bronze colored protecting the majority of her vital areas. She also wore a circlet on her head, making her look like a queen of sorts.
"Well I think you will make a great leader Jaune." Said the champion, kindness and truth ringing through her voice. Finally, someone with a sense of duty!
"Doh, stop it!" The young knight screamed out, followed by a quiet, "No seriously stop it." From the small brat, who happened to be the person yelling at Ruby yesterday.
"Sounds like Pyrrha is onboard with, Team Jaune. So how about it Snow Angel. Are you onboard with team Jaune?" Jaune started, getting very close to the young woman in white.
"That's a little close," The young woman stated. "Pyrrha, a little help." Which I translated as, 'Please get him away from me.'
Next thing I see Is a spear flying right towards me. Bringing Sir Jaune along with it. Though the spear was a bit slow, making it pretty easy to catch. It had a lot of force though, could easily puncture a person.
Still not as powerful as the Mighty Ornstein though.
Jaune turned his head around, possibly seeing what he hit. When his head fully turned around though, he gave me a fearful look.
"... Nice catch… sir." He said, struggling to get off the spear. He seemed afraid of me for some reason.
Needless to say, I helped him to the ground. Lowering the spear so his feet could touch the floor. The spear now removed from his clothing, he stood on his own two feet .
"Why thank you, took me awhile to get fast enough to do that." I replied back to his compliment, a look of confusion on his face.
"Wait… do I know you?" Jaune said, giving me a once over. How thoughtless! How could he forget me after a single day?!
"You do not recognize me, Jaune!" Voicing my inner thoughts. What reason could he have to forget me in such a-
"Sorry, I can't see your face though your helmet." Oh… That's why.
"Right, forgot I had it on." I say, off handedly " It's me, M-" Suddenly, the bright yellow of Jaune's hair was replaced, by red. Along side a little bit of white, as they shoved Jaune. Violently.
A crash rang out through the entire area, alongside a small groan. Very Violently.
"I'm so sorry!" Pyrrha spoke, while also retrieving the spear from my hand. "I thought you were a decoration for the school." Her voice, alongside her bright emerald eyes, conveying the truth.
"It's alright, wouldn't be the first time." I said to her, going straight to Jaune. "Sir Jaune, are you alright!? That was quite the shove the lass gave you." He appeared to be alright, but one may never know.
"I'm fine." He groaned out slowly, lifting himself of of the floor. "So you were saying?"
"Ah yes. Mors Ignis." His eyes widened in surprise, giving me a once over.
"Mors! Sorry man, didn't recognize you in… this." He said, as he gestured at myself.
"It's quite alright!" I said to Jaune, putting the small problem to the side. "Though we should get to the battlefield. Till we meet again Sir Jaune!"
With that I marched towards the small doorway. Leading outside to the great beyond.
Hmm… a cliff. Now why would this be here? Do they wish us to jump? Why would they wish us to jump to certain death!
No I highly doubt that. They're probably just going to send us down. Possibly by the giant Metal Crow, that took us here. Either way, this test will be something.
The strangest thing however were the pads on the ground. They were perfect squares made out of metal. There were at least twenty two of them, possibly for each student.
I took the one at the end, right next to Venatores. He was the first person I knew and saw who was there. Even if he stayed quiet, it was far better than staying next to someone who I didn't know.
Then Sir Ozpin came, alongside Madam Glynda who seemed to be holding a strange square? It was see through, yet had pictures on it.
It was a very peculiar object. Perhaps some kind of new sorcery, or perhaps something using this Dust that they have.
"For years you have trained to become warriors." Ozpin stated to everyone. His posture calm, yet firm. "And today, your abilities will be evaluated in the Emerald Forest."
A test? This will be interesting.
"Now, I am sure many of you have heard rumors about the assignment of teams." Glynda said out loud, still looking at her sorcery. "Well, allow us to end your confusion. Each of you will be given teams… Today." As she continued to type on her sorcery.
Team? I've never been on a team before, more-so a partnership. It was a grand experience, one that shaped me to be who I am today. Perhaps that is what they are going for?
"These teammates will be with you for the rest of your time here at Beacon." Ozpin began, with a small smile. "So it is in your best interest to choose someone with whom you work well with."
Hmm interesting, though one would wonder how the teams would be sorted? Would it be random chance or a through examination.
"That being said… the first person you make eye contact with after landing will be your partner for the next four years." Random chance it is.
"What!" Someone screamed out to the world, alongside Venatores' mumble. Which strangely sounded like. 'Bloody Moon of Rom."
"After you've partnered up, make your way to the northern end of the forest." Ozpin continued, not even fazed by the shout of protest. "You will meet opposition along the way. Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path, or you will die."
Quite a simple test of ability, no human opposition. Should be a lot simpler than I originally thought. I looked to Venatores, as he slowly retrieved his Miniature Cannon,(Which he called a 'pistol') alongside one of his throwing knifes.
"You will be monitored and graded for the duration of the exam." Ozpin continued, taking a little sip of his drink. "But our instructors will not intervene. You will find an abandoned temple containing several relics. Each pair will chose one and return to the top of the cliff. We will regard that item, as well as your standing, and grade you appropriately."
"Oh yes… Another thing you should take note of." Ozpin said, his friendly tone becoming serious. "Prowling this forest is a certain Grimm, who's lived longer than most."
"The being is far too strong for the average Huntsman in training. To experienced, for almost," For a second his eyes drifted to me, looking at me as if I was an experiment. "Anyone here."
"If you chose to fight the Grimm, you best be prepared. For if you do so unprepared, you life will be forfeit." An air settled around all the students. The atmosphere as grim as the presence of multiple demons.
"That being said…" Ozpin continued, his once more gaining it's pleasant tone. "For those who could kill it. One would believe that they were the best in class." Where is he going with this?
"Who knows, for those who kill it, well."
"I may have to make them Honor Students."
Honor Students? What are those? Whatever it is, people sure seem excited about it.
"For those of you who don't know." Glynda spoke up., while still looking at her sorcery. "The chance to gain Honors hasn't happened in the past twenty years." She stated as she continued to type on her sorcery.
"Those with this label gain certain perks, in your time at Beacon. Including, a private forge, permission to go on missions only allowed for second year Huntsman and Huntress, and a larger living space." Glynda finished, causing even more chatter.
"Any questions?" Ozpin asked, causing a single hand to be raised.
"Y-Yeah, um, sir?" Wait, what's that noise? It sounds like… gears?
"Good."
Next thing I know, I am in the air falling towards the ground. I was so surprised that I didn't have enough time to yell.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Well… at least someone was screaming. I was about to think this was normal.
Venatores
THEY SHOT ME OFF A CLIFF! Who does that! Not only that, but how do they expect me to land safely!?
Well, I better think of something fast. The trees are right in front of me and I don't feel like dying this soon.
I quickly grabbed my sword, from my back. Then with a single swing, cut the tree. Making a great platform to get stand on.
Grabbing one of my, many, knifes in my left hand. Hoping it was sturdy enough for this task. I stabbed it into the smooth trunk, hopefully gaining some resistance to stop my fall.
Now I was standing a top of a grand tree. The majority of its lumber now resting on the ground. Which lay fifty feet below me. Now all that was left to do was to climb down.
As I did the task, I couldn't help but think of this 'Grimm'. The so called beasts that lay waste to the entirety of this world. It was… jarring thought really.
The beasts lay waste to only Yharnam, last I checked. The outward population allowing nothing, to escape. Not even the most common of goods.
So why is this nightmare, which is also populated with people, covered with beasts. Certainly they must have taken the proper precautions to handle beasts. Right?
As I landed on the ground, all those thoughts were pushed aside. Now there were only two thoughts on my mind.
This dangerous beast and my partner. With those thoughts in mind, I ran forward. Hoping to find one or the other.
Though, let's hope my partner is no idiotic buffoon, or inexperienced Hunter. So that leaves out the majority of the students here.
There are only two people, that I could think of who'd make good partners. Blake Belladonna and Mors Ignis. While Mors is a little too outgoing for my taste, he's a astonishingly good swordsman. Not to mention experienced.
Then there's Blake. While I know nothing of her, when it comes to fighting. She is one of the few people who likes silence, as much as I do. So we'd be good partners.
I continued to run, listening for any commotion that may come my way. As well as watching for any traps, god knows I'd had enough of traps in a dense wood.
After a few more minutes running north, I finally heard something. It was the sound of gunfire, not even twenty paces away. Most likely from a Blunderbuss, as a simple pistol couldn't make that loud of a noise.
I was about to ignore it, for the simple fact that this was a hunting ground. One filled with beasts, so they should know how to take care of themselves. Until I saw something in the trees, something that clearly wasn't human.
I couldn't see all of it, just it's paws. But that was enough to see it's claws.
Jagged and sharp. Sharp enough to stab any normal human, and long enough to stab right through it. Which would cause immense pain, and lots of bleeding.
Interestingly enough, it has not found me yet. Nor has it attacked the person, who has now ceased fighting. Hmmm, this will be interesting.
It seems two hunters have entered the field. I wonder which one is stronger. Well only one way to find out. I descend into the shadows of the forest, knowing they would hide me.
Time to Hunt.
Mors
Ohh, there goes the shoulder. I wonder how bad the damage is to it… Huh, just dislocation? I'd thought I broke it?
What with me, tackling about… five? No, six trees! Yes, six that was it. I thought it would be much more severe?
I slowly pick myself off of the ground. As I did, I tried to see the intensity of the dislocation. Seeing as the shoulder was going at a vertical angle, without my say so, i'd say it was bad.
Alright… Now to find a very big tree. Hopefully it will be enough to set it back into place. I probably won't even have to use an estus, or my humanity.
It'd be a waste for a simple dislocation, for I've had worse… far worse!
Looking for a big enough tree to ram myself into, I couldn't help but notice the beauty and tranquility of the forest. It still gets to me, even after being here for a week.
The forests native to Lordran, were far too dangerous. Wolves, and Undead lay waste to them, while also filled with traps. Not to mention the number of hidden bush monsters.
Ahh this looked to be big enough. About… six feet in diameter? Hmm… it will do. With that I tackle the tree, causing a great amount of pain to run through my arm.
Though still wasn't as painful as most of the injuries I've received. After all, I was crushed under the weight of Smough the Executioner. 'Twas not a pleasant day… and I don't mean that I died.
I looked at the no-longer dislocated shoulder, double checking for any other possible injury. I moved it around, mostly just non-complicated movements, noticing that it was a bit slower and stiffer than I would wish. Hopefully it will heal soon, less I wish to face death…
Right, Undead. I can't exactly die, all I can do is Hollow… That fall certainly messed me up.
"You may be fast, but you still excel at wasting time!" What on earth? Who'd scream in a forest, infested with demons! Do they wish to be found, so easily!
"Ruby!" Wait… Ms. Rose, is she in danger! I must get to her, and her accomplice, as quickly as possible! The voice came from… the east!
I started to run in said direction, hoping to find the two people as fast as possible. Thankfully, nothing could go go wrong… Wait!
I did it again, I gave myself a Jinx!
"Gotcha!" Someone shouted out, quickly followed by a grunt. And suddenly, the woods were an inferno.
"GWYN-DAMMIT!" Every time, every time I say something is going well, someone up there just decides to prove me wrong! It's a cycle that hasn't stopped since I became an undead! Why Gods, why?!
For example, when I killed Orenstein. I thought the fight would be easy after that, but then Smough decides to, somehow, heal from all of his wounds! While also taking Orenstein's Lightning!
'Twas a terrible day, to have a metal shield.
Wait… why am I not panicking? No, more importantly, why am I not hot. Am I not in the center of an inferno? So why am I not getting hot?
This is very strange.
"We can't leave, someone's in there!" A voice screamed out, a little bit towards my right. "Can't you just… I don't know, freeze the woods!" I started running towards the voice, hoping to find my exit there.
"If I do that the plants and trees will die!" The other voice said, now just a few feet ahead of me.
"They are on fire! They are going to die anyway!"
That's when I came out of the clearing, which caused both girls to shout out in surprise.
"Sorry in advance, no time to explain!" When I suddenly picked them up over my shoulders. Then ran out of the clearing, once again. Away from the smoke and fire.
"Hot, hot, hot, HOT!"
"Put me down, you undignified barbarian!"
It was only until we left the smoke, did I put them down. Ms. Rose generously thanked me for helping them out. Sadly…
"How dare you! Do you know who I am!?" I couldn't say the same for the other young woman.
"No, who are you?" I asked, curious about the women's name.
"Oh no." Ruby stated, covering her ears. Even, I had started to feel as if, my fate had been sealed.
"Have you been living under a rock your whole life!" Wait… that yelling! It's the girl who was yelling at Ms. Rose yesterday! If I remember correctly her name was… "I am Heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, W-"
"Weiss Schnee!" I interrupted her, causing her to go out of her rant. That was her name, I knew her face looked slightly familiar! "That's right you were…" I paused, remembering yesterday afternoon.
"I was what?" I ignored her, turning to Ms. Rose.
"You wouldn't happen to be partners with her, would you?" Curious and slightly afraid for the young woman.
"Yeah…" She said, looking quite downtrodden.
I quietly put a hand on her shoulder. "Quite unfortunate…" I tell her truthfully, feeling bad for her. I know how staying with someone like her feels. A certain Insect Knight coming to mind.
"Hey!" Weiss screamed out, for reasons unknown. "How dare you insult me!" How did I insult her? All I said it was unfortunate to be wit- Oh…
"No, I didn't mean it like." I told her quickly, trying to dissuade the already growing situation. " I wasn't talking about your skill, just your personalityyyyyyyyyyyyyy…" By the Bow of Gough, I just made it worse!
Her glare turned harsher as the pit of my stomach turned to ice! By the gods… is she an Ice Witch!
"Hahaha…" Laughed Ms. Rose, though it was a very nervous laugh. "H-Hey, Weiss. Let's not focus on this right n-" Lady Schnee merely turned her head, as Ms. Rose promptly turned silent.
She turned her head back to me. Her eyes, still as cold as a glacier.
"I'll deal with you later." By the White Wolf Sif, I am saved! Wait a moment, I'm forgetting something…? But what?
"You!" She yelled at Ms. Rose, for reasons unknown to either of us. Oh no, Ms. Rose is in danger!
"What was that!" She said, while pointing at the forest fire. Which had begun to die down. The Demons still trying to escape the intense heat.
"I believe… it was fighting." Ms. Rose stated slightly confused, myself included.
"You mean those uncoordinated swipes at them!" Lady Schnee screamed out, not at all wary of where she was. For the forest held secrets, and Demons. Both, that could now know our location. "It was because of those idiotically placed strikes, that the forest is now on fire!" I scanned the surrounding foliage, looking for anything that might be of danger. Be it to me, or others.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Ms. Rose asked, sounding offended by Lady Schnee's' observations.
"I am just surprised someone who talks so much would communicate so little during an encounter." Lady Schnee answered.
At that point, I turned around to the two of them. Surprised at Lady Schnee's' bluntness, though one would wonder if she spoke the truth.
"Well I am sorry you needed help to win a fight. I'm just fine on my own!"
"Congratulations on be the strongest child, to ever sneak there way into Beacon." With her piece said, she started to walk away.
In the very opposite direction that we needed to go. For, the area we needed to proceed to was north of here.
Sadly, Ms. Rose decided to follow her. Though with a cry of frustration and a newly cut tree.
"Umm, You're going the wrong way." I told them, making both of them turn in surprise. Did they forget I was here?
"Oh right… You." Lady Schnee groaned out. "What do you mean?" She said, glaring at me once more.
"That way," I said, pointing in the direction they were heading. "Is south, we have to go north." I said, remembering what Sir. Ozpin said.
"Do you have any way to prove it?" Lady Schnee questioned, her arms now crossed over her chest.
"The sun rises in the east and sets in the west."I said simply. "If we take that into account, then north would be that way." I said, pointing to said direction.
Even the simplest knowledge can save your life. That is what all of Lordran had taught me.
"Oh, good to know." Lady Schnee said, uncrossing her arms. At least she listened to advice given to her.
Then she turned back around, and started to go south.
"Lady Schnee! You're going the wrong way!" I said once again, slightly baffled at her directional skills.
"No, I'm going the right way." Lady Schnee said, continuing her path south. "Like I'd listen to some stranger, not to mention a rude one, about directions."
I looked at Ms. Rose, who looked between the two of us. Her intentions unknown to me.
That's was until a Lady Schnee screamed out. "Come on Ruby!" Which lead the young woman towards the Lady. She started to move forward, with her head held down. Each step as wallowing as the last.
Then she stopped. She just stopped and turned her head towards me. A sad look on her, innocent face. "I'm sorry." She began, sounding like a small, hurt puppy. "But the only way for me to pass is with Weiss."
With her piece said, she ran off towards Lady Schnee.
All I did was stare at the place they left, thinking of what I should do. On one hand, I could pass the small exam. Possibly achieving flying colors for doing so.
Yet… did those two deserve to lose their chance to be accepted. Did they deserve to have all of their efforts smashed, before it even began… No.
No they did not.
With those words said, I had made my decision. Even if meant my failure in this single task. I shall help them, even if they will not ask… For that is oath I made. With that I ran to the two people in need.
Venatores
This Beast was strange… very strange indeed.
It hasn't acted like the typical beast should, not yet anyway. All it has done is hide in the tree's and watch the two girls, walk side by side into the plains. Even then it did not attack in the wide open area, which would've been the perfect ambush.
All it did was sneak behind them, quickly intaking it's breath through its nose. As waiting for something to happen… just like I was now.
The beast remained in the tree line surrounding the plains, content in it's bewildering strategy. I was close behind it, also following its peculiar path. One would wonder what it's doing, especially since it's had it's chance to prey on the two girls for the past half hour.
The two girls were Blake and Yang, who were now partners for the next four years. Truly sad for Blake, she could of had an enjoyable time at this school. Now she was stuck with a girl, far too optimistic for my tastes. It's not that being an optimist was a bad thing, truthfully it could help out with a number of situations…
But does she have to make all of those terrible jokes. Just thinking about them almost made me sigh in frustration. Even now her joking mannerism has not let up.
I continued following the beast, while also keeping an eye on the two as they made their way to the ruins at the center of it. What else could it be other than the ruins.
It was smaller than most probably imagined it. About the size of a small room, though out in the open and surrounded by the elements. Covered in moss and mildew, showing how old the entire thing was. Yet a single thing stood out to me, as I made my way to a new vantage point to study the beast from it's new location. Which appeared to be a tree, about a few yards away from the ruin.
"Chess Pieces?" Blake spoke out loud, though it was quiet from my current distance.
Black and gold chess pieces, atop undamaged white pillars. If this weren't a test, I'd be highly suspicious. Even now I was still suspicious, wondering if there was anything wrong with these pieces. Are there any traps, or mechanisms on the pillars. Were the pieces coated in something that smelled akin to blood.
"How about a cute little pony!" Or was there nothing wrong with it whatsoever. Maybe it's the people obtaining these pieces. Yes that sounds right.
I turn back to the beast once again watching it's every move. It has still remained in the tree, unseen by most. The only indicator it was there were six, crescent shaped claws, three on each of it's paws.
Each were jagged pieces of work that appeared to be scarred with battle. Each claw was stained red with old, dried blood.
The rest of it was hidden from sight by the tree's. It made itself unnoticable to anyone who looks for it. I might be the only exception in this matter.
"That wasn't so hard!" Yang stated, smiling brilliantly at the 'easiness' of this trial.
"Well, it's not like this place is very difficult to find." Said Blake, bring the cheerful girl's mood down a little, not that I minded.
The beast still hasn't moved yet, despite it's killing nature. What is this beast, I've never seen or heard of any beast like this, the only exception being the Great Ones. Even then they wouldn't pass up a free meal, so to speak, like this.
Suddenly, something split the air… the sound of someone screaming. Most likely a girl if the pitch was anything to go by.
"Some girls in trouble!" Yang stated, looking at the direction of the scream. While Blake, for some reason just pointed up. "Blake we have to help them… Blake, are you listening?" She wasn't. She was instead looking up to the sky, were a giant bird ravaged the sky.
"Head's up!"
Also where a certain girl was plummeting to almost certain death. That girl was one Ruby Rose, which baffled me. How did she even get up there? It was at least a mile skyward, from the very earth. So ho-
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" The other girl's voice screamed once again, which was now somehow closer. I tried to find the source of the scream… only to see a man with blond hair come flying from, what appeared to be, out of nowhere.
If that wasn't surprising enough, the two people intercepted each other. Causing them to go into a tree… the tree that had them right next the beast.
What luck do these children have that make it so that they are always in a life or death situation! Truly saving these children is starting to get irritating. If they get into anymore trouble, I swear to the Holy Blade that it will not end well.
"Did your sister just fall from the sky?" Blake questioned expertly, almost sounding uninterested. Yes, yes she did.
I quickly, yet silently, ran to the new location of the two children in the cover of the forest. Hoping that they have not already been killed by the Beast. Would it still stay away from them? They were both now in it's claws, so what will it do.
As I got to the very bottom of the tree, I stopped running. Quickly looking up at the two disheveled bodies of the two people. I could tell they were alive from their constant movement. Especially the blond boy, as he tried to get himself uncaught from a branch.
"YEEHAW!" Oh great, another one. How will this one get into trouble,I thought to myself? The noise appeared to come from the forests many entrances
The rustling of the woods lead to the reveal of… a girl, riding a beast as if it was a carriage. Well, until it fell over dead. Oddly enough, the girl looked very disappointed.
"Ahh, it's broken." Is this going to be my whole day? Suddenly, a man broke through the woods as well, tired and catching his breath.
"Nora… don't ever do that again." Unknowingly talking to the air, as the girl ran to the ruins. It was strange how fast she was.
"Ohhhhh!" Nora said, as she looked at one of the golden chess pieces. Through which one would be very difficult to figure out, as it was quite far away.
"I'm queen of the castle~! I'm queen of the castle~!" … It appears that she gained, either the queen piece or the rook piece. Which was now atop her head, for an unseen reason.
"NORA"
"Coming Ren!" She yelled out to her friend.
Apparently, this craziness is going to be my whole day.
"Did that girl just ride in on an Ursa?" Is that what the beast's called? Strange. Yang tried to speak up, anxious to answer the continuous questions.
Until someone came in… with another ginormous beast on their tail. It appeared to be a some type of scorpion.
"Jaune!" The young woman screamed. Jaune? Who's Jaune?
"Pyrrha!" A voice screamed above me. "Ruby!" Which was followed by a sudden thump.
The boy! I quickly looked up, trying to find the beast. I found it's crescent claws, on one of the tree's highest branch. One above the boy in question. Baffling enough, despite the easy prey, it had not made a single move.
It's as if it was waiting for something to happen.
"Ruby?" The other blonde said to the young women.
"Yang!" Ruby said, going in for a quick hug. Which was rudely intercepted by the girl named Nora.
"Nora!" I made a mistake in going to this school.
"Did that girl just run in with a Deathstalker on her tail?" DeathStalker? Was there a purpose for it's name, or was it just there to scare people?
Suddenly Yang screamed, surprising me. "Arghhhhh! I can't take it anymore! Can nothing happen for about five seconds!?" Why is she yelling?! Does she not understand how delicate the situation is.
They have encountered a highly armored Beast, one that is still fast enough to kill viciously and simply. Not only that, but they have a stalker class Beast waiting for the perfect time to strike, possibly when they least expect it.
Oh and let's not forget about the giant crow now flying over the forest. Yes, now seems to be a great time to yell.
"HOW COULD YOU LEAVE ME!?" … Where did that come from? I looked up to the sky, right where the giant crow was. It appears that's where the voice came from.
About were a small white dot was… Oh gods no.
"I said jump!" Ruby screamed back. From that height, it'd be a miracle if she survived.
"She's gonna fall." Blake stated simply, which I so happened to agree with.
"She'll be fine." Ruby replied nonchalantly, as the boy, Ren, came over to the ruins and looked up.
As soon as the young woman began to fall off of the bird.
"She's falling." Great, do I have to save this one as well. This will be glorious.
I began to move out of my hiding spot, in preparation to catch the young woman. Until the blond man jumped out of the tree, and caught her.
It appeared someone here did have some spine here. I'll give him some credit, he did do so without a second thought.
"Just dropping in?" … I take it all back. It appeared he had more of a libido than a spine.
Then both of them realized that they were still in the air. They promptly fell, one flat one his face, the other flat on the boy's back.
"My hero." The woman said sarcastically, while filing her nails. Does she not realize she's in a hunting ground!
Why in the name of Kos are these children Hunter's!
A sudden thud came from my left, which I quickly faced in case the beast was there. Turned out it was just the red-head, thrown to where everyone else is.
I looked up, checking on the beast, just in case. Seeing that it still did not move, I turned back to the children.
"Great, the gang's all here! Now we can all die together." Yang said, her tone filled with sarcasm. Which I had trouble disagreeing with.
"Not if I can help."
As soon as Ruby had said that, she unfurled a-
"You are welcome to use anything in the shop. Even the doll if you so wish."
-Scythe. An over complicated, mechanical scythe. Which she proceeded to charge at the 'Deathstalker' with.
As she sped off to the Beast, I couldn't help but wonder what her plan to take it out is. Whatever it is, I hope it's genius. She's running straight toward the beast. Her speed was pretty impressive though, on the level of many top Hunters.
When she got to the Beast she… swung at the obviously armored part. Then was batted away about twenty feet away from the target.
What was her plan exactly? Was it to get hit? If so it was very successful plan.
"Ruby!" Yang screamed out, running towards said girl. Though not as fast as the cloak red reaper.
"I'm okay! Totally fine!" She was not fine. Quite the opposite of if that Beast continued it's path… What should I do.
If I leave the Beast might attack those who don't know of it's presence. But if I don't…
"Ruby, get out of there!" It appeared she was now stuck to the ground by a large feather.
Dammit!
I ran forward, faster than the girl in red possibly could have alone. So fast that I passed Yang in the span of five seconds.
"Woah!" Twenty feet from the target in question. She was still stuck to the ground by the feather, struggling as her life was on the line.
"I can't move!" Ten yards from the target, while the Beast was five feet away from her. Looming over her, preparing to kill her with it's massive tail.
Ten feet… just enough. With that I cut at the very air, while the blade glowed an eerie white. At that moment the blade hit the feather was keeping the young Ruby on the ground.
Despite freeing the young, inexperienced reaper, I did not stop running. I continued to do so until I was in the Beast's face. Then proceeded to stab the Deathstalker in the one of its many eye's.
It screamed out in pain, like any sane creature would in this situation. Something oozed out of the eye, I thought it might have been blood.
But when I looked down, it was the black mist of the, now, destroyed eye.
This was no Beast that I have faced before, all Beast's were created by the blood of gods.
So this was no Beast, just another plaque towards humanity. Just something made to kill them all…
In that case.
I shall have to play doctor, in a world filled with inexperienced nurses.
It was then that I began to quickly twist my blade in what I assumed was its skull. Causing more of the black mist to come out, followed by painful sounds of screeching.
A crash rumbled around me, as the scorpion tried to hit me with it's tail. It missed, as most creatures in intense pain tend to do. Though I felt no sympathy for it.
"Uhhhhh." A voice said from behind me. My head turned around, looking at Ruby… Who still sat down where she was looking at me in shock.
"Go" I told her simply, my voice colder than the grounds of Cainhurst.
"R-right!" She said, getting up quickly. I turned back to the Beast and pulled my sword out of it's eye. Backstepping while doing so, to get away from it before it does something to harm me.
Wind brushed at my skin, as the Deathstalker claw came inches against my body. I kept backing up, knowing that the beast would rush at me in a rage. Wind once again rolled against my body, as the beast tried to frighten me with its roar.
I ignored it, as I looked behind me once more. Checking on the other's to see if they were doing anything stupid. Good, no one was. They were just watching me blankly, as if they were surprised by something.
I turned back waiting to see what the beast did. Waiting for an opening to possibly exploit. Which was quick, as it tried to rush me as soon as I turned around. Standing there, I waited for it to come closer. Then when it came close enough, I simply rolled under it. Going through it's entire body length as it rushed above me.
When the light of day shone once more, I sliced behind me in an attempt to damage, or cut off the tail. Making the fight a lot easier in the long run, as it lost one of it's ways to attack.
The resounding roar was my answer, though I did not hear a thud. Guess the tail only sustained major damage. Turning my head back towards the beast, I found its stinger slightly unhinged from the tail.
At least I won't get brutally stabbed to death, or poisoned for that matter. Does it have poison? It would be disappointing if it didn't.
The beast, in its anger and rage. Turned around quickly and rushed me… again. So predictable, it's like this being was a small child having a temper tantrum. It appeared it thought its strength was enough to beat me.
Sadly, you can't beat what no one can catch.
Dodging to it's left, it rushed by me. If it had some type of trump card, or something actually special about it, it could possibly beat me. But nothing of note had actually come up yet, keyword being yet. I have to finish it off, quickly. Who knows what else this thing may h-...!
What is that noise? It sound like… a Whirligig Saw. Except without the spark's. But that was not possible. Only two of them exist, one lay inside of my trunk in the Dream. While the other lay in the hands of a dead man.
So that still leaves the question of what that noise is!?
My question was answered, with a resounding tremor of the earth. Created by the creature who just fell onto the Deathstalker. No… not creature… person.
My eyes widened as I stared at the newly made corpse of the beast. Alongside the many cracks in the earth surrounding it. Each crack went for about ten feet around the beast.
But what surprised me the most was not the crack's or the dead corpse of the beast, now fading into obscurity.
But Mors standing over it, sword implanted deep into the skull of the beast, the sun reflecting off of his armor, as if it was meant to be. He fell from the sky, similar to a Gargoyle, yet far more aggressive. Spinning through the air so fast that he sounded like a giant buzz saw.
One must wonder what one most feel after spinning like that.
"Urgh- I think I'm going to vomit!"
Twin 1:…...That's how you're ending it?
BloodyReaper: Yep!
Twin 1: You let your fanbase wait for over three months… and this is how you start there school year?
BloodyReaper: Yep!
Twin 1: I am not sure if I should be disappointed, or just plain glad you updated.
BloodyReaper: Possibly both!
Twin 1: You make it very hard to insult you sometimes.
BloodyReaper: I am just preparing for my first hater really.
Twin 1: … Seems legit.
Sorry for the long update time, and the possibly disappointing end to this chapter. I had a summer project that needed to be completed and all high schoolers know how that feels.
Anyways this part is IMPORTANT!
By the next chapter I am going to do something that I hope is far better for this story.
I will now only give the Venatores and Mors their own chapters. Kinda like how the Blood of Olympus does it. You know the Rick Riordan books. I myself believe it's the best idea so you can get more in-depth with the characters. The only exception is when I run out of Ideas for one character to do in that chapter.
Cause if I don't, I'd have to make.
Filler
Short Chapters.
I really don't want to do either of those. I mean have you seen Naruto filler arcs… That's what I thought.
Thanks for reading once again, I hope you will enjoy the next chapter… Where Venatores and Mors fight my OC Grimm! Can you guess what it is!
I bet not!
See you next time!