I'm beginning to worry. Y/N hasn't moved at all. She's still breathing, but her heart is beating at a fast rate. The only thing I can do is hope for the best since I can't sense any nightmares...though I could be wrong? Y0u know what, she's a strong person. As long as she's alive, I have nothing to worry about! ... ... ... ... ...right?... I try my best to brush these haunting thoughts off, but fail. Best I can do for now, at least, is to ensure that Y/N is safe...
*yo POV*
After Grimm 2.0™️ said, "Go!" The first three seconds were.......confusing. We both just kinda stood there staring. I hear a quiet sigh from Grimm 2.o before he suddenly lunges right at me. Instinctively, I dodge to the right. "Heh...I'm just getting started, don't you worry~" He breathed out. I roll my eyes. "We'll see about that." He aims for my right arm. I receive a deep cut. "OW!-"
That. little. shit.
I lunge at him and manage to strike him on the leg. "Gah......it seems like I've underestimated you..." Grimm says with a smirk. "I won't be go'n easy on you now. Got it?" I glare up at him and sigh. "We could...call this off, ya know." I mumble. Grimm glares back and shakes his head. "Nope!" And then disappears. He appears behind me shortly after and summons....fire bats? Wait. Fire bats! I've seen Troupe Master Grimm summon them before.
But this time, they follow me. I quickly run to the left and lead them into a wall. "Ez..." I think before preparing a vengeful spirit. It was a trick that the Snail Shaman had thought me! I launch it at Grimm, causing him to fall to the ground. Also I think I heard him curse?
He stands up quickly and takes his nail out before slashing out at me. I swear, I only missed the attack by like, an inch. "This is going to be a long fight."
*Time skip to a half hour later ._.*
I was out. Out on the floor. "Shit. shit shit shit shit shit." I couldn't move. My nail was a foot away, yet I still couldn't get the courage or strength to get it. "Hehe~looks like someone's tired..." Grimm 2.0™️ says smugly. I do nothing. I can't do anything. I just grumble and try not to make eye contact.
Here's a summary of my body right now: Arms: can't move 'em Legs: too weak. Stomach: queasy Head: headache
"Awwwwwwwwww. You poor, poor thing. You should've known you can't beat me!' Grimm says, voice filled with pride. "....I knew I couldn't beat you. You gave me no choice." I manage to say quietly. "....oh well. Either way you're staying here. So um. Get better. I expect you to be healed up in a few hours.We shall spar again soon." No. There's now way I'm fighting against him again. I open my mouth to argue, but before I can actually speak, he's gone.
I let out a few shaky breaths before attempting to stand up. To my surprise, I succeeded! I lip towards my nail and pick it up. "Still in good shape..." I think before placing it back down. Wouldn't want to put too much pressure on my hands of you know what I mean. I hear a voice call my name. That would've been normal, since Grimm 2.0™️ said he would check on me soon. ...but then I realized that it wasn't him speaking.
First day of Spring Break (for me, at least), so I decided to write a chapter :D Well someone called me a 'genderbent nightmare king grimm'. Is that a complement or an insult- Anyways, done this chapter!
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