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On the outskirts of vale (kingdom)
A Beowulf lies on it's side with it's head separated. The killer picked up the head.
"Tch, not scary enough." He said as the head and the rest of the body dissolved.
The killer was young boy with black hair and and blue eyes with flakes of red. He wore a black trench coat zipped up with many pockets. His black pants reached down past his ankles. His gloves were blood red. The boy's tan face has a long scar across his left cheek
"And I thought you were a semi decent low class grim." The boy complained with a pout. "Aw well. Better luck next time." The boy said getting up.
The sun slowly crept up the sky. The boy put him self in direct light and bathed in the suns wamrth. A small smile spread in the boys lips as the sun warmed his body.
When the boy opened his eyes, the red flakes in his eyes have all but vanished.
The boy walked into a small town. People raining from hunters to beggars all greeted the boy with great respect, by giving various forms of a quick salute.
A big and fat boy walked in front of the boy. "Where do you think your going, Jack the Grimm?" The fat boy taunted.
Jack stopped and rolled his eyes. "Home, Ryan. Where you need to be?" Jack answered with a glare. Jack faster than a human can blink pulled a jagged machete a uzi attached to the hilt put to Ryan's neck
"And you know not to use the nickname in public where forginers can hear." Jack continued icely. The red flakes in jacks eyes reappeared and glowed. Ryan scoots backs and nods in fright and runs away.
The observers glared at ryan's retreating. "Ryan's an idiot, does he want everybody to find out about Jack's semblance?" A older women states. The crowd murmurs in agreement. Jack again rolls his eyes his in asumement and puts on a warm smile started again towards home.
Jack's POV
I opened the door to my house. It was small and baren but it's home.
I was about to get some food from the fridge but a knock on the door diverted my attention. I apprroched the door with my hand on havoc, which was sheathed and opened the door.
In the door way was none other than Headmaster Ozpin of Beacon academy. "Mr. Ozpin, this is a surprise." I said genuinely surprised.
"May I come in." Ozpin asked. I motioned him inside.
"I see your not much into decorating." Ozpin commented. The house had little out side basic amenities except for a small group of trophies that look alive.
I chuckled. "I don't ussualy stay here long, so i don't decorate it." I explained. Ozpin got up and examined a particular Beowulf.
"You make figures of the older grim?" He asked looking at a Beowulf with scars on it's side.
"That particular one was the first grim I have ever faced. Tricky beast." I said. It was the also the first Grimm to fall to my semblance.
"To why am here. I want you to attend Becon academy." Ozpin stated plainly. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Let me explain." Ozpin said as he sat down. "I found your name through Ironwood." He began. I narrowed my eyes. "And through some friends I found out about your reputation here. Basically I want not only you to help others to become great hunters but also to have you fight on the front lines with your... unique semblance and also to protect you from Ironwood's wrath" Ozpin explained.
I sighed. I close my eyes for a minute to think on it. On one hand I would get the best training in vale, and get to see and fight new Grimm but on the other hand I would possibly get hated by a lot people because of semblance and I mean hunted-till-the-end-of-remnant kinda of hated. There is also the fact that Ironwood would find me eventually
The town could do without me. The hunters here are top of the line, with some help from me.
I though for one more minute then opened my eyes. Decideing to show that I am serious I channled a little arura into my eyes. "I accept. Just make sure that you keep my semblance a secret between you, me and anyone else who I deem worthy enough to know about until it's dreadful public reveal." I said without emotion.
Ozpin smiled despite my seriousness. "Welcome to becon, Jack Erebus the Reaper."
I smiled at the use of my public nickname. "Thank you headmaster." I said formally as we shook hands.
Ozpin blinked liked he was confused on something. "What do you mean dreadful public reveal?" He asked
I sighed. "It's a guess but, sometime in Becon, someone will find about my semblance and it will only escalates from there." I explained. Ozpin nodded in sympathy for my predicament.
"You'll be leaving two days. Enough time to set affairs in order, I hope?" Ozpin asked. I nodded. "Good." Ozpin said. He walked out the door and shut the door softly.
I shook my head. I am getting my self into a lot of trouble, I can feel it already.
I walked into the town walked to the market. An old couple were talking happily with a stall owner. "Garm, Gramps." I called.
The couple turned around and when they saw me, gram hugged me tightly. "Jack it's good to see you." She said.
They're not really my parents nor my grandparents . They took me in when I was 12, after getting away from a facility.
Gramps patted me on the back. "Let the poor boy go, love." He said stifling a laugh.
"So how's my little reaper?" Gram asked. An odd name for your adopted son but hey, I am not at all normal.
"Good, actually I have something to tell you guys." I said.
"You got a girlfriend?" She asked immediately. I laughed a little.
"No, I got accepted into Becon." I said. Gramps scrunched his eye brows.
"I don't remember you applying." Gramps said. Gram eyes widen at the realization
"I didn't, Headmaster Ozpin himself came looking for me." I admited. The old couple looked really and confused and happy at the same time. "He found name through blood throne" I explained darkly.
They hugged me at same time. Blood throne is the organization that ruined everything and gave me a semblance that was really useful but that could be easily hated.
Two days later
I woke up easily. I am a morning kind of person so it didn't take long to have everything set up to go plus I don't have many things.
An air ship landed just outside the town.
Towns people gathered just on the street that led to the air ship. The hunters of the town greeted me first with a wish for good luck.
As I boarded the airship the majority of the town waved goodbye. A smile shown on my face before enter the airship. Then I replaced my emotions with a mask of netruality.
I fell asleep sometime after takeoff.
Dream
When I came to I was surrounded by Grimm. "All of you want another shot at me?" I asked sarcsticly. All the Grimm growled at once.
A grin grew on my face as I unsheathed havoc. "Well? Have at it!" I yelled. All the grim charges me at once and I began to slaughtering them with a grin.
Real world
I woke up with the grin which I turned into a frown immediately. An envelope was in front of me.
I opened it up and there was letter inside.
Mr. Erebus.
There will be a period of one week where you will be waiting in vale till the rest of the freshmen get to vale and are ready to enter Becon. I have booked a hotel room for you at the dusty hotel.
Sincerely Headmaster Ozpin
I folded the letter and stashed it inside a pocket.
The city of vale entered veiw it was beautiful with tall towers and and and with Becon standing out.
When we landed I shouldered my pack. The bay door opened and I walked into the the tarmac of the air port. I took in a deep breath and smelled plenty of stuff plesent and unplesent. I also got the faintest sent of something i was all to familiar with, Grimm. I guess I can satisfy my needs here in vale.
Ozpin was waiting at the terminal. "I take it smelled the Grimm?" He asked quietly as I walked up. I nodded. "Ah, don't mention that I made a house call, don't want anyone think that I am playing favorites." Ozpin said. I nodded.
We both walked out. As soon as we walked out of the airport I put on my hood. I heard Ozpin chuckled. I rolled my eyes and entered the taxi.
"Where to?" Asked the cab driver.
"The Dusty hotel." Ozpin said.
The drive was short and sweet. The hotel looked nice enough and wasn't old and falling apart.
"5 Lein." The taxi driver asked for. Ozpin gave the coins before he exited the vehicle.
Third person POV
A humanoid Grimm in a cell with thick iron bars and a energy shelid. 10 heavily robo gaurds stood motionless .
Black tar seeped into the cell floor.
"Danger: massive spike in Grimm essence. Protocol 17: subdue the subject." A monitor On the wall stated. The robo gaurds turned they're weapons towards the cell as small Grimm started to spawn
The Grimm stood up and destroyed the iron bars.