Outsider Chronicles: Grimm Times for Brockton

Dieing and ending up in another world is one thing. That world being one infested with monsters is quite another. And I don't just mean the countless villains or even the Endbringers. Oh no, that would be simple compared with what I see every day.

Don't worry, I have no intention of abandoning Needless Hero and even less of continuing this anytime soon. I MIGHT switch to this once I get further in Needless Hero, but for now it'll languish here. So yeah, as you can probably guess, this is a crossover with Grimm! Unlike my other Grimm stories though, this time our hero is the Grimm himself. This is gonna be fun! Enjoy!

Chapter 1

You know, there are several things about dying that I never wanted to know. To start with, its bloody uncomfortable. Of course, being reborn is even more uncomfortable. Yea, I'm living proof that the Soul is real, despite the fact that I'm a sceptic at the best of times. Of course, that doesn't stop me from feeling like I've ether won the lottery or been sent here due to some horrific sin I committed in my last life. Why? Well, I'd been reborn in a world full of superpowered beings, but it wasn't one where heroes and villains balanced each other out and the heroes always win. It wasn't even My Hero Academia where EVERYONE has powers in one form or another. Oh no, I'm not that lucky. Instead, the world I now lived in was one where the greatest hero was actually its greatest potential threat and was definitely under threat from a bunch of OP monsters. Yep, I'd ended up being reborn in Worm. This is really gonna blow…

Anyway, since I'm writing this, you can probably guess that my life wasn't all hunky dory with the only potential issues being falling afoul of a Villain or Endbringer to worry be (although to be fair, they were pretty big worries). Actually, you might be surprised that I never actually went through a Trigger Event. I grew up a normal kid (or as normal as you can be when you live in Brockton Bay) and I even went to a decent school. Specifically, Arcadia High. Yep, I was in class with the Wards, Glory Girl and Panacea. If I was so inclined, I might be interested in fanboying...nah.

A big reason why I never felt the need to fanboy over the idea of sharing a class with the Wards and two members of the New Wave (other than an adult mindset) was because I'd actually grown up with the latter as family friends. Yeah, my Family were reasonably well off as my Dad was a lawyer who just so happened to work for the same firm as Brandish, my Mother was a captain in the police force and we lived just a few doors down from the Dallon's, resulting in my mother being Carol's go-to babysitter for when she and her husband had to rush off to save the day. As such, I grew up with Vicky and Amy as my friends and playmates.

I'm not entirely sure why, but Mum didn't seem to like that, although she never actually did anything to stop me from playing with them. Actually, it seemed that her disapproval was directed towards just Amy as she never seemed tense around Vicky. It could have been due to the fact she was Marquis daughter, but something told me that wasn't it. I really should have listened to that intuition, although I suppose it wouldn't have done me any good. Its hard to run from your family legacy after all.

What do I mean by that? Well, when I was 15, I discovered that this world was extremely strange, even before Scion turned up and turned it all to shit. The night started off pretty much like any other, although I was a little late due to my after school club running a little late. Despite that, I was confident that I wouldn't be in any danger as, despite Brockton's well earned reputation, the area I lived in was reasonably safe. Unfortunately, I decided to take a shortcut through an alley. Honestly, you'd think I'd know better.

As you might expect, I was half way down it when a couple of thugs with the look of drug addicts, dirty clothes and armed with rusty knives and a battered looking gun. One of the two grabbed me and shoved me against the wall, pressing the barrel of his gun against my head.

"Alright rich boy, hand over everything you've got," said the thug.

"Yeah, and don't try anything," sneered the other one, waving his rusty looking switchblade under my nose.

I raised an eyebrow, before I grabbed the thug by the wrist, forcing his arm up. He pulled the trigger, but the only thing that happened was a small flame appeared on the tip.

"Next time you want to threaten someone, use a real gun," I said, before elbowing the other thug as he tried to jump me from behind.

"Arrgg, damn it," growled the thug I was holding in a one armed lock, "Let go!"

Then, he changed. I don't mean like he was a Cape, but rather his face rippled, gaining pale yellow, scaly skin over his face, a forked tongues behind sharp, pointy teeth and three gills on both sides of their neck. I recoiled in shock, letting the thug go as I did, but that had nothing on the thug. His eyes widened in shock and fear and he scrabbled back away from me.

"Oh god, your a Grimm!" he gasped.

I blinked. Ooookay, thats not what I was expecting. I was about to respond, but a fist to the side of the head stopped that and sent me crashing to the ground.

"Peh, not so tough," sneered the other thug as he too changed, this time into something that looked like a cross between a lizard, and some kind of hellish dog.

"Are you crazy Kline?!" gasped the first thug, "Hes a Grimm! He could…"

"He'll do nothing!" sneered Kline, "This pussy might be a Grimm, but he ain't so tough."

He gave a dark grin as his Woge retracted.

"I'd say he's new at this, like, really new. In other words, helpless."

I blanched as the other thugs look of fear faded and a grin of his own appeared.

"So what your saying is…"

"Think of the street cred we could get if we took off a Grimms head," said Kline.

Awww shit, this was really bad. I quickly curled up, protecting my head as Kline lashed out with a brutal kick that caught me in the stomach. It didn't take long for the other one to join in. Both were now Woged and making excellent use of the inhuman strength possessed in said form to beat the stuffing out of me. Considering the number of blows coming down on me, it wasn't long before one of them got past my guard and caught me in the side of the head, knocking me unconscious.

I found myself floating among the stars. It took me a moment to realize that I wasn't dead, but that thought was quickly washed away when I spotted...something. They were massive, well beyond what any Human could possibly imagine, made up of countless glowing hypercubes that were shifting and changing. They seemed to be twisting together in an endless dance as they moved through space towards an unknown destination. Then, I heard a voice. I couldn't hear exactly what it was saying, but I could feel the creatures gaze on me, watching, judging and finding me to be acceptable. Then, one of the creatures twitched and a fragment broke off and flew at me with the speed of a comet. Before I could react, it hit me in the chest and I jolted awake, shooting bolt upright, ready to defend myself...only to blink as I found myself shoved back down onto the bed I was apparently in by a strong hand.

"Wha…?"

I blinked and looked around, taking in my surroundings properly this time. I was in a hospital room, not the alleyway, with my mother beside the bed.

"Mum? What happened?" I asked, wincing as my head throbbed.

"What do you remember?" asked Mum.

"Er, I was taking a shortcut through an alley and a couple of thugs jumped me," I said.

"You were lucky," said Mum, "Vicky and Crystal were patrolling nearby and heard the commotion. They stepped in and got them off you before they could do to much damage."

I winced.

"I imagine that ended well for them," I said.

Mum gave a thin smile.

"Indeed," she said, "They're still in intensive care after Vicky was done with them and Panacea is refusing to heal them."

She actually looked reluctantly pleased about that.

"What do you have against Amy anyway?" I asked.

I'd asked it before, but she'd never given me a straight answer.

Mum gave a sardonic smile.

"Lets just say that her family and ours are...not on great terms," she said.

"I assume you mean her birth family?" I asked.

"Yep," said Mum.

I frowned as my head slowly began to clear and I managed to remember the events that led up to be being knocked for six.

"Mum, about the thugs who attacked me," I said hesitantly.

I'm pretty sure I could figure out what was going on, but I wanted to know if my family knew and which side I got it from.

"What about them?" she asked as she adjusted my pillows.

"Well, they kinda...changed," I said.

Mum paused.

"I see," she said slowly, "So thats it…"

She sighed as she retook her seat.

"I honestly hoped I would never have to have this conversation with you," she said.

I frowned.

"What conversation?" I asked.

Mum opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, the door opened and the doctor came in.

"Later," she said.

Now that I was awake, the Doctor gave me a quick check up and declared me perfectly healthy. Apparently being good friends with the best healer in Brockton Bay has its perks because Panacea had fixed me right up. In short, I was out within an hour and on my way home in Mums car.

"So, whats this conversation?" I asked.

Mum pulled a face.

"Not one I want to have, but unfortunately, its needed," she said, "If your seeing them, that means that the misfortune of our family has already passed to you."

"Whats that supposed to mean?" I asked.

Mum sighed. She had been doing that a lot today.

"This world is...strange," she said, "Capes are only scratching the surface. In truth, there have been things hiding in the shadows for as long as there have been Humans. Every fairy tale you've ever read, every myth and legend is true in one way or another. Those two last night were only the beginning. You'll see more, far more. When we get home, I'll show you our family legacy."

I groaned. Well, that basically confirmed it, not that I could really deny it.

"So, what exactly are we?" I asked.

"We are Grimm," she said, "We can see them when they don't want to be seen. Its our job to help police the Wesen world and keep the rest of Humanity safe from them. Usually by taking permanent measures, although I prefer due process. Easier to clean up."

I resisted the urge to bang my head on the dashboard. Good thing to because at that moment we turned into our drive...where a car and old looking metal trailer were sitting next to Dads car. I blinked. I recognized that trailer...aww shit.

I bit back a groan as I followed Mum into the house where we found Dad in the kitchen, chatting with a middle aged woman with graying, black hair. As we entered, they both looked up and Dad immediately came around the table and pulled me into a hug.

"Thank god you're alright," he said, "I'm sorry I couldn't be there when you woke up, but…"

"Don't worry Dad, I know," I said as I hugged him back.

"Marie, you should have called!" said Mum as she walked over to the woman and hugged her.

"I know, but I was in the neighborhood," said my Aunt, "What happened?"

"Adrian did something stupid and ended up on the wrong side of town," said Mum, "Hes fine thanks to Panacea, but I'll be making sure he learns later."

She paused.

"Actually, you being here might be a good thing," she said.

Marie raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?"

Mum nodded and indicated to her eyes. Marie's own eyes widened and she shot a glance at me.

"Ah."

"Indeed."

"Do I even want to know what you two are talking about?" asked Dad.

Mum and my Aunt glanced at one another.

"No, you don't," they said at the same time.

Dad rolled his eyes.

"Honestly Marie, your supposed to be my sister and I still have no idea what you're thinking half the time," he said.

"Aww, don't be jealous George," said Mum, "Now, its your turn to cook dinner, so get started while I catch up with Marie. Adrian, we'll talk later."

Dad rolled his eyes again as my mother and Aunt headed for the sitting room.

"Come on sport, lets get cooking," said Dad, "And you can tell me why exactly you decided it was a good idea to take that short cut."

"Fine," I said as I followed Dad over to the sink to wash my hands so we could get dinner started.

And done. Well, that was certainly interesting, wasn't it? Not only is Adrian a Grimm, but he's also apparently Triggered, although we have no idea what his powers are yet.

Fortunately for him, his Mum is also an active Grimm and so is his Aunt...who happens to be a precancer Marie Kessler. Yep, hes Nicks cousin. I can see no way that will end badly! Oh, and his Dad's not a Grimm.

Hmm, I wonder why his Mum doesn't like Amy? I wonder…

For those who can't figure it out, the Wesen who attacked him were a Skalengeck and a Hollentier. Nasty pair.

Wesen and Grimm in this world are obviously able to Trigger, just like Humans and there is no difference between a Human and non-human Cape, although Wesen Capes tend to have powers closer to their Wesen form.

And with that, its time for me to sign off. Don't forget to leave me a review on the way out!