King of Hatred - RWBY

Ch.13 [Sands of Menagerie]

*Emerald's Pov* (Vale, Downtown)

Mercury: So? Why in the end, did we attack? We already struck a deal with Branwen's!

Cinder turns to us, as I lean on a nearby box.

Cinder: Because SHE wanted it. I'd also prefer no blood there, since Branwen's were one of top forces in Anima!

Me: Cinder. I am not one to question things, but.... we already got them on our side.

As we speak, a strange Grimm... with head like bulb and tentacles from it floats to us...

Cinder: Seer? Wha-
A face of woman appears through it... White face... white hair, bloody-dark veins... black sclera...

Cinder instantly makes a bow towards her.
Cinder: Mistress Salem.

Salem: Did you kill the Branwen's? No survivors?

She looks to side and stays silent...
The Seer turns to me and Mercury
Salem: Who lived? And did you gain the Spring Maiden?

Me: N-No. I didn't...

Salem: And the survivor?

She stares at us.... I can feel she's mad at Cinder and me....

Me: A Boy... Wolf Faunus. We couldn't deal with him, his defense was impenetrable.... the level at which he controlled blood with his Semblance was-
Mercury: Astonishing. Apologies for butting in. But I can safely say, he'll look for us. If not now, then later.

Salem: Any... specifics? Blood Semblances are rare.

Mercury: He could sense Emerald, when she was using her Semblance to sneak around.

She stays silent for a bit.... and I only hope she's not mad....

Salem: Forget Mistral for now. Go back to Vale, and take care of its Underworld.

Cinder: The boy?
Salem: Watch out for him. If you'll ever hear a rumour. Keep away. I'll send Hazel, he'll try to talk him over to our side.

Cinder: Yes Mistress.

The Seer goes away, as all of us relax....

Me: I'm going to hit the bed.
Mercury: Go ahead, but now. We have a giant red mark on our backs.
Me: From a dude who can kill us with a glance.

We all release a sigh, as everyone goes to do their things.

(A/N : Well, she ain't wrong.)

*Akira's Pov* (Desert to east of Kuo Kuana, Menagerie)

Well.... in my eyes, there's lots of different Grimm.
Scorpion, giant rats, rats, some Ursa wannabe...
And many more I don't wanna name....

Deathstalkers, Capivara's, Jackalope's, and more fucking Grimm.

Perfect, but. Its food for me.

I look around, and keep calm.
All I'm thinking about, is Blake, Ghira, Kali. My family.

I take out a scroll, and turn on camera on my face. No flames.

Let's put Ozpin's story to test.
Negative emotions.

I start thinking... about Raven's death... Vernal.... Roz.... all I feel is anger and sadness.....
As I look into Scroll's camera, black flames are emitted from my eyes.....
I look away, and see the Grimm looking around, as few already go for my spot. Slowly, albeit they do.

So... its true. How the fuck does he even know that?
I mean, I am thankful. But how?

...

I'm not even going to question it.