Because they were just a security team none of them until this exact moment had ever actually seen the Test Subject though they had heard bits and pieces about her from people who had. As a result, they already knew a few details about the Test Subject such as that she was an older woman who had small but still noticeable antlers on her head that marked her as a deer Faunus. They had also heard some of the researchers describe the woman as someone who wasn't all there, which was just a little disappointing considering the mystery that surrounded her. Then against all expectations, she somehow escaped her holding cell allowing the security team to finally see her for the first time and reigniting their imaginations about the ever-mysterious Test Subject... their disappointment was immeasurable and their day was ruined.
The Test Subject was a woman who had an entire laboratory dedicated solely to researching her condition, to somehow weaponize it. The project was being funded by someone who has managed to gain the employment of Dr. Author Watts, a disgraced but still legendary scientist whom everyone had believed to be dead! But the dazed and clearly retarded Faunus in front of them felt like a complete joke! And for whatever reason Dr. Watts had labeled her as someone dangerous, recapturing her was supposed to be a challenge... but in the end, they really couldn't complain, an easy job meant easy money, and capturing this animal would look good on their track record as long as they left out the part where the escaped test subject was just a drugged up freak show that couldn't even walk straight, "This is Team Gamma, the subject was unresponsive to both verbal and nonverbal commands. Requesting permission to tranquilize."
"Permission Granted."
Without any words needing to be spoken, one of the members of the team raised his dart gun and fired a single round containing a powerful sedative that could knock out a huntsman in seconds, of course, that was assuming you could get past the aura or even hit them, to begin with. But, this woman was no huntsman and was so clearly disoriented that it wouldn't have mattered even if she was, she was so out of her mind that she wasn't aware of their presence despite them making several attempts to get her attention. She was so pathetic that they almost felt sorry for her, almost being the keyword. The dart impacted her backside which caught her attention and she in response began to turn around to face them and to their surprise, she even began to walk over to where they were standing.
"All right that's weird but I'm sure she's going to pass out soon, Charlie I want you to get ready to grab her."
"Man, why do I have to be the one to touch this animal?" Charlie asked the captain.
"Because you shot her without awaiting my order, now get to it!"
"Fine, fine," Charlie put away his dart gun and began making his way over the woman while the other guards kept their distance and guns trained on her, just in case something unexpected happened. he slowly approached her with his arms outstretched, coming close but never touching her, instead carefully observing her movements waiting for any sign that she was about to pass out so he could catch him as she fell… the problem was however, she wasn't falling.
"Is it just me or isn't taking an awful while for the drugs to kick in?" one of the guards wondered out loud.
"Well, what did you expect Red? You know how those Faunus are like, freaks all of them!" another guard answered as others nodded in agreement, "Hey, Charlie! Make sure you don't get any fleas from her!"
The Test Subject took another step in their general direction and then, just stopped moving entirely. For a hot second, Charlie just stood there not sure what to do but soon enough he gathered his wits and took a cautious step towards her before she suddenly and without warning lurched forward in a freefall. Realizing that this was the moment he had been waiting for, Charlie quickly positioned himself under her with his arms already stretched out to catch her but it was only at the last moment did he realize that something was horribly wrong, by then it was too late for him to react. Whether it was all an act to bring him closer or if she really did fall and just happened to catch herself at the last second wasn't important, the only thing that mattered was what followed.
The Test Subject rammed her head into Charlie's face and he fell over screaming and clenching his face as two of his colleagues rushed over to his side while two more attempting to pull the Test Subject off of him and to restrain her to allow the captain to prepare an even stronger tranquilizer dart so they could knock her out right away.
"Dear god," said Red upon seeing Charlie's face, the protective eyewear that all of the guards wear had been shattered by the blow resulting in the lens shards now embedded into the poor man's face, completely destroying one eye and severely damaging the other. Furthermore, his nose was broken and twisted in such a way that surgery would be necessary if he was to ever breathe through his noses ever again. But, all of that did not hold a candle to the fact that Charle's face had caved in right where she had hit him, How is Charlie still alive? And how on Remnant did that bitch get the strength to do this to him and what about her? She doesn't seem to be hurt at all! How is that Animal okay?
The Second guard upon seeing Charlie's face grabbed his radio, "Medic! We need a Medic right now! We have a man critically injured in Sector Eight, Subsection C! Get here ASAP!" Once he was done he turned to his still shocked colleague and grabbed him "Red, snap out of it! We still have a job to do!"
The Captain of Team Gamma raised the now loaded dart gun and was about to shoot the Test Subject but then he saw her eyes and froze, her eyes had changed and for a moment he felt a fear he hadn't felt in years. A common misconception amongst citizens of all the Kingdoms was that the Grimm had red eyes in actuality the Grimm had eyes just like the ones the Caption was looking at right now: Red Sclera surrounding an Iris that was bright and burning just like a raging fire, beautiful, vivid and yet somehow completely soulless but not without emotion. It was quite the opposite, the eyes were filled with emotion: Pure hatred for all of humanity. The eyes made it clear that this hate wasn't something that could be understood or avoided, it could only be feared and right now those eyes were looking right at him.
"What are you waiting for Sir? Tranq her!" someone shouted.
Snapping out of his trance the Captain fired the gun and the dart hit the Test Subject right in the middle of her chest and without waiting he loaded another dart just in case they needed it. Fortunately, it seemed like that it wouldn't be the case as already her eyes were beginning to close and her struggles grew less and less. Very slowly and with extreme caution along with the ever-watchful eyes of their Captain did they begin to lower her to the floor. Only once she was down on the floor did they finally let go of her to retrieve some cuffs to restrain her hands.
Then her eyes snapped open, the fire blazing ever brighter but now with the addition of Black Veins spreading from her eyes to the rest of her face. The Captain fired off another shot that hit her right in the neck but it didn't slow her down and he couldn't stop her from using her now free hand to strike the leg of the nearest guard who went down screaming as he clutched his broken and bleeding leg. The other guard had been holding on to her and had no time to react as she tackled him to the floor cracking a few of his ribs in the process, the guard screamed as he desperately tried to push her off of him as her fingers, now an unnatural shade of midnight, plunged into his gut staining her elongated bony white nails red with his blood. The last thing he saw was his captain trying in vain to beat the woman off of him while the other two remaining guards rushed in to assist him.
Dr. Watts was ecstatic as he gleefully watched the Test Subject make short work of the remainder of Team Gamma. Every second of the slaughter had been recorded from multiple angles with detailed notes of his observations that only promised to expand with every single rewatch. Even better, Team Alpha would soon arrive onto the scene escorting the requested medics, but these guards were not going to try and capture the Test Subject, they were coming to kill her and Dr. Watts couldn't be more thrilled, The perfect chance for a real combat scenario just happened to fall on my lap!
"Watts! We know you're in there! Come out, you Coward!"
So, they finally realized just how pathetic their deception was? Checking the hallway camera once more Dr. Watts noted that the crowd had grown and it wasn't just the lab techs anymore, some of the security forces had joined them apparently choosing to abandon their mission to recapture the Test Subject in favor of arresting him instead. Fools, do they think that they can somehow save themselves by turning me over authorities? Even if they somehow managed to catch me, they would only find themselves being escorted to prison as I walk free but, it would be difficult to continue research in Atlas if word got out of what is being done here or that I was still alive.
"This Alpha Team! We have eyes on the target! Proceeding to exterminate!"
Dr. Watts turned back to the monitors just in time to see the Test Subject be shot multiple times but she did not fall, in fact, she didn't even seem to notice the bullets burying themselves into her body. But she most certainly noticed the guards and in response, her jaws opened so widely that her cheeks began to tear apart resulting in a Glasgow grin that stretched all the way across her face and then she let out a loud shrilling roar before charging in to slaughter some more. To their credit the security team and even the medics did not falter against her, instead, they bravely stood their ground as the guards continued to shoot away at her buying time for the medics who used their radios to try calling in for some more support.
Now he was fianlly starting to get a bit nervous, The Test Subject's Aura had lost its protective qualities when she first underwent the Grimmification process and while regeneration was helpful, it was ultimately a stopgap measure at best. He ended to find a way to restore her Aura so that the project would be considered a success and while combat was advancing her Grimmification just like he hoped it would, there was a limit to how far it would go. There was a limit to how many enemies she could face without the protection of her Aura and he feared that the well-prepared security team might prove too much. He could not afford to fail, it was the idea of Aura shielded Grimm that had convinced Salem to even try the task of completing the late Dr. Merolots research and if the Test Subject died then the project would likely die with her, and then he would have the undesirable job of explaining what went wrong to Salem. And as if the Aura problem wasn't bad enough there was also the issue of her mind or rather her seeming lack of one! Though maybe just maybe the two issues were connected, "That boy Jaune still possessed all of his reasoning and even personality but the vial I gave him had been labeled by Merlot as a failed prototype… though maybe that's why. Maybe Merlot's goal wasn't hybridization but rather full conversion... that would explain why that particular batch was labeled a failure but even someone like him couldn't have been that insane."
"Dr. Watts we are going to breach the door in ten seconds! Get on the floor and put your hands behind your head or you will be treated as a hostile. This is your last warning!"
And suddenly he had an idea, a way to keep the Test Subject from being overwhelmed too quickly by security, A simple yet effective distraction. He got off of the chair and threw off his lab coat and began looking around for anything he could use as a weapon and soon spotted a simple baton that had been carelessly left on a desk. It wasn't his weapon of choice but frankly, those fools weren't worth his weapon and besides Dr. Watts was still a genius with Huntsman training while those idiots trying to break in: Were dead.
It hurt, the black eye that Glynda gave him still hurt but Ozpin honestly didn't care and in many ways he was grateful. He was grateful to Glynda for punching him as she did for what happened to Jaune during her combat class, it was a reminder that she had her priorities straight, that he could always trust her to hold him back from doing something truly regrettable and that she would be there to call him out when he screwed up. Glynda Goodwitch was not a subordinate, she a trusted ally and more importantly a true friend as were all the members of his inner circle. Though admittedly he did wish that she had waited till after the meeting with the rest of the inner circle before she punched him but what has been done can't be taken back, Maybe they won't make a big deal out of it if I don't.
"Ozpin, we are ready," Glynda spoke with an edge of justified anger still in her voice.
"Very well then, let's begin." Ozpin sat down at his desk and Glynda also took a seat next to him as the lights in his office dimed, the window shades were pulled down by Gylnda's telekinesis and several TV monitors descended from the ceiling. One by one the monitors turned on revealing the faces of General James Ironwood, Qrow Branwen, and Headmaster Leonardo Lionheart all who noticed the Ozpin black eye, Glynda's upset mood, and instantly figured out what had happened while simultaneously being filled with questions they struggled not to ask.
"I see that Dr. Gris isn't present," commented Ironwood trying his best to ignore Oz's black eye.
"He is currently busy with making sure that Mr. Arc has properly recovered from his first match in Glynda's class," Ozpin answered.
Shock and concern ran across the faces of the three men and then those emotions were replaced with a new one: Ironwood looked at Ozpin and Glynda with disappointment and was joined by Qrow whose disappointment soon transitioned to anger. As for Lionheart, it was fear and worry that was on full display.
"What the Hell OZ!, The kid isn't ready to face off against the others! Not to mention you'll mess up all of the other kids when they see a fellow student get mangled!" Qrow bellowed.
"I must agree with Mr. Branwen! Ozpin, Glynda I expected so much better of you both, this is nothing but short-sighted and cruel! Explain yourselves!" demanded Ironwood!
"You, tell them, Jimmy!" Qrow cheered.
"Enough already!" Glynda with a crack of her riding crop gained the attention of all, "Look I agree wholeheartedly that we had him fight far too soon. However! There were already rumors spreading about him, disbelief about whether his supposed regeneration was true or not, and when we consider how stress and negativity affects the boy... as much as I am loathed to say this," She paused for a moment, the words feeling like dirt in her mouth, "This was something that needed to happen sooner or later. Now the rumors will end and Mr. Arc could very well find himself the recipient of some much-needed sympathy."
The point was made and understood and as much as they hated the thought of subjecting Jaune to what was certainly a painful and humiliating experience, they bitterly acknowledged that not doing it would have been far worse in the long run. Either way, the deed was already done making their feelings a complete none factor, all they could do was accept that it happened and move on and the quicker the better since the meeting was not about the boy, though there was still one more topic they had to address regarding him.
"Well, I suppose that now would be a good time to get the most important thing out of the way. Glynda, will the boy be a danger to the competitors and audience of the Vytal Festival?" Ironwood asked.
"No, Mr. Arc himself will not pose a danger to anyone at the festival even at his worst it seems that he can still control himself to a certain degree. However, due to his faulty Aura and the gruesome nature of his regeneration he cannot be allowed to compete," She answered while Ozpin grimly approved.
"I'm sorry but isn't he a member of Pyrrha's team? The people of Minstrel would be very much disappointed if she wasn't allowed to compete due to his problems," Lionheart nervously shrank back when he saw how Glynda was now looking at him with absolute fury and even Ozpin seemed to be somewhat upset. "What? What did I say?" The only answer he got from them was silence.
"Weeeell, that's not surprising," and in a moment Qrow destroyed the silence. "Fact it would be weirder and just plain stupid to let em participate. I mean can you imagine how the public would react once they see him take a hit and his guts start flying everywhere? Now imagine how they'll react when he begins to regenerate. A person may be intelligent but people are stupid, we would only be inviting trouble. But, you know Leo... Jaune is still a student and we as teachers have a responsibility to make sure that our students can and will thrive, all of our students and not just the celebrities," Qrow said while glaring daggers at Leo.
"Before we move to the next topic, when can we expect the video of his match?" asked Ironwood who was doing his best to ignore both Qrow and Leo.
"You should all be receiving the video as this meeting proceeds, though It might take longer for you Qrow since you're currently far away from any of the CCTs," Ozpin answered. He took a breath and continued, "But enough about Mr. Arc.! Let's get to the real point of this meeting, Salem is planning something and I have to assume that the goal is the Fall Maiden."
"Do you have a successor chosen?" asked Ironwood.
"Not yet, it's far too soon to choose but we are watching."
"Well, does it have to be someone from Beacon?" asked Leo.
"While Ozpin and I would like that to be the case but, no. The new maiden can be from any of the academies," Glynda answered.
"Well, in that case, I have some students that you might want to take a good look at!" Leo spoke with an outward smile but inside… he wanted to cry. I am sorry, I'm so sorry but you brought this on yourself. Everything that's going to happen is because of you my old friend.
"What do you mean he's alright? That bastard broke his spine! How can you tell Jaune to just walk it off!" Pyrrha angrily shouted at Dr. Gris while a nervous Nora and seemingly unemotional Ren stood to the side and watched. Jaune himself was lying comfortably on one of the beds in the medical ward smiling as he watched his captain argue with the asshole.
"You done?" Dr. Gris asked, completely unaffected by Pyrrha's outburst and instead just continuing his work while not even looking at the champion. "First off could you not shout? Youse is in a medical bay after all." Pyrrha suddenly became very self-aware of just where she was and on reflection started scanning the room for any other patients but there was only Jaune.
"There's no one else here besides us!"
"Does it matta? Had there been someone else ere youse shouting could ave been detrimental to their recovery" He paused for a moment to gather his thoughts. "Look, Kid, I like how concerned youse is fer ya boy toy. It really warms my heart to see youse and the others care for em. But he's fine, don't youse remember when ya first meet em?"
Nora and Ren moved just a little closer, the pair heard rumors about Initiation but they weren't there when Pyrrha and Jaune became partners, after Glynda's class they along with everyone else in the class now wondered just how much was true. Looking at their teammates Ren and Nora took notice of the remorse that was in Pyrrha's eyes and the way she flinched when the doctor brought it up, they also noticed how Jaune looked down and away from Pyrrha.
"I know that Jaune can handle worse, I'm all too aware of just how much his Berserker can handle. But, that doesn't mean I can't or shouldn't care about his well being!" She declared.
"Young lady... wat da fuck did I just say about shouting in here?" and with that Pyrrha, Ren and Nora were shooed out of the room by an angry and yet somewhat amused Dr. Gris who returned to his work as soon as they were gone. "Ya got some good pals with ya, Jaune. Don't push em away."
"I won't."
Pyrrha was furious, she was fuming, Buring, Frothing, she was Absolutely LIVI-
"Weeeeeeell it is kind of your fault Fearless Leader! I mean shouting at a hospital that's kinds of Ruuude!" Nora interrupted.
"It was a medical Bay, not a hospital," Ren dryly corrected.
"What!?" Nora was sincerely surprised, "But, how can that be? Isn't this supposed to be Beacon!? Isn't this place supposed to have the best everything ever!? Beacon would have a hospital, they would have the best hospital in all of Remnant! So maybe this isn't Beacon! Maybe we were tricked to come to another school entirely! Or maybe we're the ones who screwed up! Maybe we all accidentally applied to Bacon Academy! Such a Delicious Greasy Comedy of Errors!"
"Maybe they have the best Medical Bay," Ren suggested.
"Well, that makes sense," replied a completely satisfied Nora.
Pyrrha was confused it wasn't the conversation that she just overheard that had her vexed but, rather it was her feelings. I don't feel angry anymore, at least not at Dr. Gris. But I feel… no, rather a part of me wants to be mad at Nora. But, I'm not-
"Have ya calmed down yet fearless leader?" Nora innocently asked.
"You, you were putting on an act for me? To calm me down?" Pyrrha asked as any confusion she felt was immediately wiped clean by a wave of sincere gratitude for Nora and Ren.
"So what's the plan?" asked Ren.
"Ya so, how are we gonna help Jaune?" Nora added.
"Huh!?" I know I promised Jaune that Ren and Nora would help but I hadn't asked them yet and here they are just offering to help on their own. Despite what they saw, they already want to help. "Well, I was planning to help Jaune with the basics, Nora, you can help him with strength and Ren can teach him meditation."
"Is Jaune alright!?"
Asked Ruby who seemed to have come from seemingly nowhere.
"Wow! Where did you come from!" asked a rather impressed Nora.
"I used my Semblance to get here as soon as possible, the rest of my team is coming too but I just had to know! Pyrrha is he okay?"
"He's fine. The doctor just wants to keep for a bit longer to be safe." Pyrrha was touched by Ruby's concern but she was also worried. If the rest of her team is coming then that would mean that Weiss is coming as well... She never forgot just how hostile Weiss had been back at initiation, though that was also something she could forgive. She held no grudge against the heiress for accusing her of potentially murdering Jaune, That was my fault for throwing my javelin at him. Nor did she hold a grudge for how Weiss insisted on Jaune having to drop out or her caution whenever he was around, That just common sense. But, how Weiss treated him after initiation… that she could not forgive. Sure Weiss tried to hide the fear and caution she still held for Jaune but, people noticed. Of course, they were going to notice, Weiss was a Schnee and on top of that, she had a rather successful stint in the music industry. She was a minor celebrity and her actions around Jaune were noticed by the others and while Pyrrha didn't think that Weiss was solely responsible for the rumors but, there was no doubt that she most certainly played a significant role in the spread. But, then again… am I being unfair? It is not like she could control how others would react…
"Pyrrha! Earth to Pyrrha Helllllo!"
Brought back to reality, Pyrrha turned to the amused Nora, "I'm sorry did I-"
"Space out again? Yeah! Not gonna lie if someone told that the invincible Girl was prone to spacing out! I'd...," Nora, to everyone's surprise, seemed to be thinking over her scenario, "I'd believe them."
"I agree, Huntsmen, celebrities and even heiresses-" Ren saw a brief flash of anger on Pyrrha's and Ruby's face, So, the rumors of a rift between these two and Weiss seems to be true. Ruby did say that her team was coming, this could be a good moment for them to clear things up between everyone. "-They are still just people at the end of the day. We all have flaws and make mistakes, the key thing is learning and moving past them."
"Ruby Rose, do you want to get us in trouble? Seriously using your semblance in the hallway? Jaune isn't going anywhere! Just walk like everyone else!" It was Weiss and right behind her was an amused Yang and standing a bit away was the stoic Blake.
"So, How's Vomit Boy?" Yang asked
"What!?"
"There is a horde of Grimm coming to this Lab and in thirty minutes escape will become impossible but, as long as you leave before then I can assure you that no harm will come to you," the Giant Stranger answered.
The gate guards were not sure how to proceed, on one hand, was the obvious answer which was to turn this weirdo away and continue with business as usual however there were a few problems with that. One was the fact that the lab was an unofficial and unsanctioned base located in a "Dark Zone," so how did this guy find them? The second problem was the man himself. He carried no weapons, but his eyes were that of a warrior and his large frame suggested incredible physical strength plus there was the fact that he was undoubtedly a Huntsman which meant that he frankly needed no weapons to take them down. And then there was the third problem which was the strange eerie feeling in their guts that told them that whatever was going on in this lab was something that they wanted nothing to do with.
"I can see that you are considering your situation very carefully, I respect that. But once again, I ask you to remember what I have said, Grimm are coming and if you are still here when they arrive then I can assure you that there will be no escape."
Finally, one of the Guards stepped up and asked the question that was on all of their minds, "Why? Why warn us?"
The stranger raised an eyebrow surprised and impressed by the question, "You were all hired for two reasons with the first being your qualifications but the second reason was far more important. You were all hired because you were no threat." Seeing the confused and slightly upset looks on their faces the Stranger clarified. "No one would believe you if you tried to tell others what you have seen, even if someone was to trust your words we are more than capable of silencing you, all of you if we have to."
At his words, they became scared and began reaching for their weapons.
"Please calm down, I didn't mean to scare you and what I said wasn't a threat, we have no reason to kill you. Please, no one has to die today."
The Guards chose to pull the alarm before running and that was good. Soon they would not be the only ones running and that was even better. Sure some people would call them cowards but those people deserved to be called fools. When you die it's your family and friends who have to learn how to carry on without you. They had to learn to be somehow comforted by the selfish and foolish bravery of a corpse. Anyone who couldn't understand something as simple as that was truly foolish and worse were the ones whose honeyed lies placed others in harm's way. There was no mercy reserved for a man who would talk a child into participating in a war that did not need to involve them.
Hazel Rainart was pleasantly surprised as he marched through the laboratory heading to the designated meeting place. The lab was mostly empty and the people that were there seemed to in the process of leaving, though he did make a mental note every single time he saw someone who was hurt and took notice of how it seemed that most of the injured were security guards but more importantly he saw that not every guard were injured to the same degree or even the same way. Different breeds of Grimm cause different injuries and injuries caused by people look different as well, a Huntsman that learned to tell the difference was much harder to take by surprise. Some of the guards and even lab techs were injured but it was at the hands of a person rather than a Grimm, though at times it was hard to tell the difference.
Then he found the room where he was supposed to meet Arthur Watts and saw to his great displeasure some corpses on the floor just outside of the door with bloody footprints leading back inside the room. There he found the Doctor and at least some of his questions were answered without him having to ask anything, Arthur was hurt but only by a little and while there was blood on him it only a cursory glance to tell that it wasn't his and that he was responsible for the bodies outside the room
"Before you start Hazel, I would like to say that I only did what I had to do to ensure the success of the project and that I would have never needed to do it if they hadn't escalated the situation."
"And the woman?"
"I assume that when you say 'The woman' that you mean the Test Subject, well take a look for yourself." Arthur pointed to one on the monitors and Hazel did indeed take a look at her... he didn't like what he saw.
"If turning her into a monster was your goal, then congratulations Author. You have succeeded and in doing so have wasted everyone's time."
Dr. Watts was offended, "Of course not! If all Salem wanted to be an agent of terror then the Grimm is more than enough! And as long as that foolish girl doesn't screw up we'll eventually have the White Fang in Salem's employ as well. No Hazel, this isn't about creating a monster."
"Then what's the goal?"
"What I'm doing is surpassing one of my idols by finishing what he started and taking it in a direction that he could never imagine." Arthur saw the look on Hazel's face, it was a pure disappointment and that pissed him off. So he pointed back at the monitor, "What you are looking at is an incomplete project, she still does not have full access to her Aura and the less said about her mind the better. But I'm close!" Dr. Watts began to pace around the room, "I believe that the two issues are connected, that I can solve the Aura by somehow fixing her mind, but Merlot's original formula was never intended to create Hybrids!"
"Then what was his goal?"
"That Blasted Short-Sighted and Brilliant Fool wanted Grimm! He wanted to turn people into pure Grimm and thank the Brothers that he was clueless about Salem or the true nature of the Grimm. Hazel, what I'm trying to make will change everything! People will no longer have to fear the Grimm because the Grimm will think of us as one of them! Behold!" Watts pointed to another monitor and Hazel looked.
The Grimm were now inside the thankfully nearly abandoned lab and they already found the Test Subject and they were ignoring her completely, it was like she was invisible to them... Hazel could now see it, a brave new world where settlements wouldn't go missing, where parents safely returned home from work, where children wouldn't be turned into weapons, and where no one else would be made into a glorified speed bump at the request of an indifferent old man. It was so beautiful and it felt so painfully close, they just needed to reach out and create it and the Hybrids were the key.
"The First Step of Creation is Destruction.
"To make a new world we have to first burn the old world."
Author's Notes: While the classic Saturday Morning style of Cartoon villainy will always be my favorite, the Villian with a Point is a very close second. However, they are extremely difficult to pull off, but if I can succeed then my writing will improve, and if I fail... I can learn from my failures.