The Natural Enemy of The Grimms [1/2]

Chapter 1: The Natural Enemy of The Grimms [1/2]

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[Warning! Sexual theme, +18 concepts in the chapter, Gore, mention of BDSM and paedophilia.]

It had been two weeks since Kaplan had woken up that goddamn place.

The very first week was introducing him to pit, and how should he act around his superiors. They have told him everything he needed to know... for now.

They first activated his aura and trained him. He knew he had [Space Manipulation] from the original owner of the body, but for some reason the darkness surrounded him as if he was the owner of all the dark around him.

It appears his own semblance was [Darkness Manipulation], and how he could use it only he knows.

...Hint, he liked to use shadows.

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Fact: Semblance is the manifestation of one's innate and personal power as an ability unique to each individual, with the effects varying greatly from user to user.

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After they taught him the way how he acts, they told him what he would do there.

First, he had to fight in the pit. Apparently in Anima, there were various 'illegal' activities happening, and one of the biggest one was the pit fight. The ultimate dead match for 'Gladiators' to amuse wealthy and arrogant a*sholes.

It divided into two leagues. One for the kids, other for the major league. After a person reached the age of 15, they had to fight in the major league. There was no exception for that.

Second, they wanted him to sell his body... To be more specific, some rich ladies wanted to be in s*xual relationships with young children for their amusement, and that sector sometimes payed much more than the pit itself.

It appeared that they liked to break young boys' spirits and r*pe them to the end. Then, threw them away to broke another.

It was also other way around, as well. Many young girls died at the hands of people there. In addition, the sadism was in the highest possible peak there. All the BDSM materials were in the respectable rooms for clients.

Kaplan could only hope that he could escape there before it's too late for him.

Finally, when he reached the certain age, he had to train another child to become a 'gladiator' if he lived enough to do that.

To sum it all, the place was hell, and he had no intention to stay there for long. But it was not on his hands... yet.

Aside from the pit and his new life hood, he was thinking the person who killed his family.

The god said he put his soul to a child's body, and that was what happened. But, for some reason he did not remember anything about his past life.

...He tried, tried, and tried; but only memories he had were the original owner that body.

That was no good. He remembered what happened there, Menagerie, and he remember the shooting his father's... No, the owner of the body's father.

'Damn! It's getting confusing...' Kaplan thought. As if Derek and Malia were his own parents. And, for some reason, the thing happened there boiled his blood up. He was angry to the new High Leader, whoever he or she was.

He had to know who it is and be strong to face him or her. The Pit managed to second part, and he could learn the current leader of the White Fang in there or somewhere else.

While Kaplan was thinking those things, the door slammed opened. Brake, as usual half-naked, entered his room.

"Boy," he called him with a grin. "You have your first match in 20 minutes, prepare," he ordered and leaned to the wall next to the door.

Kaplan sighed. The moment had arrived.

"Okay... let's get this over with," he said, but Brake looked at him deadly. Kaplan gritted his teeth and said. "Yes, sir."

He did not like that place at all.

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[The pit – Kid's League]

The arena for kids was around 50 square meters. The ground itself was dirt wetted by bloods of children, the walls surrounded the arena were 7 meters long, and various guards were ensconced to their positions.

Two doors were facing each other from side from the other side. The doors made by strengthened metal that could not broke by easy means.

The one who made them was ex-atlas engineer who build various tanks, and airships. Thus, escaping by force from the doors was harder than fighting.

They were also soundproof. Kaplan could not hear any sound inside of the arena.

Kaplan waited before the door A. He was about to fight on his first match. The area around him decorated with various weapons. They were not guns, quite simple melee weapons, and most of them were dull.

Kaplan looked around and tried some weapons, but none of them feels natural for him. He might need to train properly to feel natural at some weapon, he thought.

Before the fight, on his first week, he trained with swords. One sword not felt good, but two swords felt like they made for him. He liked double-sword style, and he'd like to improve at that style.

Yet, a certain reddish spear picked his interest. The spear was long, longer than Kaplan. The tip had one sharp blade placed with a tiger emblem carved on it. The body was crimson red along with black marks painted it.

As soon as Kaplan hold the spear, he understood that he was a spearman. For 12 years old child, a spear could consider as a bad choice of weapon since they had not enough strength to full utilize the weapon, but Kaplan was a tiger faunus.

Albeit, he was not a bear or bull faunus, but Tiger's had remarkably high muscle density. He easily held the spear and swung around.

"Yes, that's definitely feels good," Kaplan thought after couple more swings later. He looked at the door which was about to open for his first match.

He exhaled deeply and waited for the time comes. There was no escape; it's time for his first death match.

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Inside one of the VIP rooms, a woman was sitting cross-legged with a bored expression. So far, the kid's league was a disappointment. This branch of kids was weak. They did not fight with their all... That need to change.

"Carmelina," the woman called her subordinate.

"Yes, mistress," Carmelina said at once. She knew her mistress did not like to wait. There were several people who waited her just for couple seconds, then they have died tragically. No one uttered a word... but they learned a lesson, in fear.

...Mistress did not like to waste time.

"I did not like this bunch at all," The mistress said, she was unamused. "I'd like to see some fun." She narrowed her black eyes to the Carmelina."

"Understood," Carmelina said respectfully. "Do you mayhaps have idea in mind, mistress?"

"Hmm," The mistress thought a bit. "Merlot... that idiotic doctor. He used a lot of our money to 'mutate' grimms, no?" The mistress asked. "He should bring some of them here by now... Bring a Beowolf and let it fight with five children." She yawned.

"... At least that would me more interesting than normal matches."

Carmelina bowed. "I shall prepare everything, mistress," she said and left the room.

She had a little pity for the children that about to die soon. They were unlucky enough to be last party of the bunch. Her mistress was bored, and she would use every feasible way to entertain herself.

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Fact: Grimms are described as "creatures of destruction" that lack a soul; hence, they are unable to use Aura. They are also drawn to feelings of negativity - such as envy, sadness, loneliness, hatred, etc - often congregating on the source of these emotions.

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Kaplan was waiting for the big doors open, but it had been some time now, and it did not open. He looked around to see someone was around. He wanted to ask something was wrong.

As if god heard his thoughts, several footsteps appeared behind him. He looked behind, and after sometimes later, he saw several young children were in line along with four 'Gladiators.'

"Sir," Kaplan said. "What happened?"

One of the gladiators looked at him disinterestedly. "You will fight against a Grimm," he spoken simply.

Kaplan narrowed his eyes. Five young children would fight against a Grimm? Wasn't that place fighting for human opponents.

Kaplan in the end sighed. He looked at other four children.

The first one was small human who barely holding his tears. He had black hair and dark skin... It was a pity he would high likely die in next minutes. The kid deserved a better life.

The second one was a dog faunus. She had dog ears, possibly beagle type, on her head. She had a determinated expression on her face as if saying that she would not die there.

The third one was rather large human child. He was taller than Kaplan by head and a bit more bodied as well. He was looking around smugly as if he was some big guy.

And the last one was already in tears. The 'GLADIATORS' were doing nothing but looking at him with amusement... as if he were a source of amusement. They would mock them, bully him for their own desires.

...Well, if he lived out there.

Kaplan sighed. Five children against a Grimm. He personally never fought against a Grimm. Yes, he fought with the kids on his age, but he never fought with a Grimm before.

The door opened slowly with a huge uproar. The silent inside of the lobby behind the door turned into a cheer for their enemies, the grimm.

"GRIMM! GRIMM! GRIMM! GRIMM!"

"Move on," one of the Gladiators said seriously. He did not like to stay there with them, Kaplan thought.

They reluctantly entered the arena except the big, smug kid. They were waiting for the grimm come, and they did not wait much.

The door in at the other side opened along with a big howl and chain sounds that restrain the grimm's movements.

Kaplan narrowed his eyes at once. Things were going to be ugly.

First of all, the goddamn grimm was big, bigger than an alpha beowolf he saw on TV. The grimm was standing on its hind legs with massive green spikes on its back. It had white bone spots all over their body with a green tinge to them.

The shackles that restrain his movements were locked on a mechanical system that probably controlled wirelessly.

Second of all, his, supposed to be, teammates were not thinking as one. They already planned to attack themself as one, not as a team.

The smug looking kid grinned madly at the sight of the grimm. "Okay, trashes!" He yelled. "I do not like when people get in my way! So, be good children and do not go my way," he said smugly. He later turned his head towards us and said.

"Otherwise, the one killed you will be me, not the grimm."

Kaplan cringed. 'Seriously, a*shole?' He thought and waited to shackles untied on the grimm. With a 'Tss' sound, the shackles loosen up, and not for a second later beowolf attacked them.

Kaplan couldn't even see the attack. Slowly, he looked at where the beowolf rushed, and he saw something he expected before he entered the arena.

The beowolf cut three of them in a second, and now it was feasting with them, eating them without looking at them.

'W-what?' Kaplan thought. How could he win against something like that?

In the arena, Kaplan and the smug child left in awe. The smug one couldn't say a thing now. His behaviour earlier vanished and turned into fear.

"N-no!" He yelled. "I can kill it," he said while shaking in horror.

Kaplan cringed at his antics again. The chid did not stop being cringy it seems. In the end, he exhaled deeply to calm himself. He focused sorely to the Grimm and began to think. But, his thoughts interrupted by the smug child next to him.

"You bastard!" With a high-pitched yell, he swung his hammer to the grimm's back. Since, he was just a child, and the grimm was abnormally taller and larger than his usual counterparts, the impact did not damage it at all.

The grimm, after it devoured the last piece of meat, looked at the smug child darkly. "Roar!" With a huge roar, it hit the child and threw him to the wall.

The air inside of the child's body went out forcefully as his aura that protects him any external factors had broken with one single attack. His ribs, right arm, and left ankle broken as he cried in pain.

"Arghh!" The child tried to stand with his remaining unbroken arm and gritted his teeth. He looked at the grimm with horror and awe.

Meanwhile, Kaplan did nothing. Kaplan knew he could not help him when he was like that, so he chose to go behind the grimm sneakily. He positioned himself to jump straight ahead with his full force and placed his spear on his front to stab grimm's head from behind.

He was waiting for the right time, the time when the grimm sit and eat the child with hope. The grimm, after all, did not have to sit and eat him. It could always grab the child and eat him while standing with two foot.

Now, he had to wait and see. It was do or death, and he did not want to be death... not before he avenged his family.

… Or was it the owner's family?