Festival

I woke up three days this week with a headache… that's not good.

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[Pietro Polendina]

The sharp ends of my chair legs click against the metal of the dock, each step echoing in the vast space. The battleship looms before me, a mountain of steel and technology, now equipped with the prototype large-scale Arc Reactor engine.

'If it weren't for Mr. Church's help, we wouldn't have been able to make this prototype so quickly.' I thought silently admiring the prototype.

The air is thick with the smell of oil and sea air, a peculiar mix that always reminds me of progress and adventure.

"Doctor Polendina, is everything ready for departure?" Marrow Amin's voice resonates behind me, his tone relaxed but firm.

I turn the chair to face him. His impeccable uniform, his furry tail swaying gently, and the confident expression of someone who knows the weight of the mission he carries.

"All ready as planned, Specialist Amin, or should I say Captain Amin." I respond, looking at the data on my scroll. "The reactor is installed and ready to be tested in the field."

Marrow approaches, looking at the battleship, giving an awkward laugh.

"I keep thinking they only promoted me because I'm a Faunus. Something like 'I was in the right place at the right time,' I don't know if I really deserve this position."

I turn my chair to face him, adjusting my glasses on my nose. His face expresses genuine doubt, his furry tail now motionless, reflecting his introspection.

"Marrow, if you think you don't deserve this promotion, then prove your worth with actions." I comment in a firm but friendly tone. "Show everyone, and yourself, that you are more than just a Faunus in the right place. Be the right choice, no matter how you got here."

He looks at me, surprised. His expression changes, and a gleam of determination begins to appear in his eyes.

"I... I never thought of it that way, Doctor." He scratches the back of his neck, a shy smile forming. "But you're right, and this mission is too important for me to let my insecurities get the better of me."

With determination now firmly in his gaze, he turns back to face the battleship, the metal gleaming under the dock lights.

"In addition to testing the engine, you will also serve as Atlas's dignitary." I say, adjusting my glasses again. "It is crucial that this mission is a success in all levels."

Marrow swallows hard but nods confidently.

"I'm sure you'll do an excellent job, Marrow." I respond, a genuine smile forming on my face. "Good luck, Marrow. We'll be monitoring everything from here."

He walks away toward the battleship. I watch as he walks up the ramp, each step firmer than the last. Upon reaching the top, he turns to me, a quick wave before disappearing into the vessel.

The ramp closes with a metallic sound, and the battleship begins to move, the roar of the engine filling the dock, despite it being quieter than a conventional Dust engine. I watch as the vessel moves away, gaining speed as it heads out into the open sea.

PING!

"A message?" I murmur curiously, opening the text. "It looks like it's Penny's."

Reading the message, I smile at the news that Penny made a friend.

"Splendid." I comment to myself.

But as I continue reading, I come across another piece of peculiar news.

"You both arrested a crippled thief?" I repeat, confused by the message.

[Amber Stone]

The sun was rising over the horizon, dyeing the sky with shades of orange and pink. And here I am, in the middle of the desert…

Who would have thought that I, Amber Stone, would be overseeing the creation of an entire city built by ex-convict Faunus, colorful androids, and rusty robots?

'Meeting Jauner Arc changed my life more than becoming a fall maiden.' I think as I hear footsteps approaching me.

"Big boss, we need more materials in the southern area." The voice of a Faunus with ram's horns brings me out of my thoughts. "The foundations of the new quarters are in place, but the team is out of supplies to continue tomorrow."

"Jaune restocked last night." I respond, checking my clipboard to be sure. "It's in warehouse 3."

While the worker goes on his way to check on supplies, I walk across the rough terrain, feeling the warmth of the rising sun. Faunus and robots of all shapes and sizes work together, erecting structures, transporting materials, each with a clear purpose.

As a 'satellite city,' this location has several functions: being an outpost for spotting and combating Grimms, training the local workforce, providing supplies for future operations at the Dust mine, and most important of all... housing the largest and most advanced CCT tower in all of Remnant.

For now, the maintenance of the tower is handled by some drones that Jaune created, but the green AI called Delta has been giving classes to some faunus who were Arc's cellmates. Although there are only three, this class already guarantees future autonomy for the faunus to maintain the equipment.

At first, I found it wierd, that they quickly accepted the proposal to work in the middle of the Grimm-infested desert in exchange for their freedom. Some even cried, thanking him for the opportunity to prove their worth, inspired by the great 'Rengoku.'

"Whoever this weirdo with the Mistralian name is." I grumble, walking toward the wall surrounding the city.

Halfway there, someone shouts, catching my attention.

"Hey, Big Boss!" A fox-eared faunus waves from afar. "Will we be able to drink tonight?"

"You know the rules, one day of drinking for two days of sober work."

"But it's hot…" he complains tearfully.

"Then drink water, bitch!" I complain, leaving the Faunus behind, becoming the butt of jokes from his friends.

At first, I had found the two eight-hour workdays interspersed with a one-day break to be week, but good work hours, a good salary combined with unlimited food and drink makes these people work at 120%, with zero delays and zero absences.

Arriving at the wall, I climb the steps, coming face to face with two watchmen looking at the horizon with binoculars. One of them is a big, fat Faunus with a boar's nose, while his colleague is a short and very thin faunus, with a meerkat's tail, called Timon.

"Why are there two guards at the same post?" I ask, irritated.

Timon and Pumbaa are startled by my silent arrival and begin to apologize, stuttering.

"S-Sorry, Big Boss! We were just..." Pumbaa starts, his voice shaking.

"That's right, we were just watching Arc and Ilia fighting that huge grimm!" Timon adds, pointing to the desert.

I take the binoculars from the meerkat Faunus's hand and look in the direction he points, finding nothing but sand.

"What huge grimm?" I ask, frowning. "There is no-." Before I can complain, I'm cut off by the sound of an explosion coming from the desert.

BOOOOM!

Sand explodes upward, as if a bomb had gone off, but it was actually a giant Grimm emerging from underground, its mouth gaping at the sky.

"What the fuck?!" I shout in surprise.

The creature is huge, its black body resembling a shark covered in a hard carapace full of white bones, with bone spikes on its body. Its jaws click, ready to devour anything within reach. It is a true monster straight out of a nightmare.

[Image]

"Elder Sand Jaws!" Pumbaa said next to me. "Bigger and more dangerous than a Twin Terror Rex."

Before I could worry about Jaune's life, a scream echoed across the desert, a cowboy scream coming from the Grimm's direction.

"YEEHAW!"

It didn't take a genius to know who was screaming.

I raised the binoculars again, looking for the origin of the shout. It took a few seconds, but quickly I found him. On the creature's back, a blond man was holding himself up by chains attached to the giant Grimm's flesh. And clinging to his waist, a red-haired girl screamed in fear.

"I need a raise." I mumbled tiredly. "But before that, he needs to start paying me."

I grabbed the megaphone from my waist, the one I usually used to give orders on construction sites, and shouted at Jaune.

"GET IT OVER WITH, ARC!"

In response, Jaune looked in my direction, smiled, let go of one of the chains, and created something to wield in his free hand.

The golden mist then materialized a silver cylinder with a red button. Before I could ask myself what that item was, Jaune pressed the button, causing a sheet of bluish light to emerge from the tube.

"A Dust blade?" questioned Pumbaa curiously.

With the 'lightsaber', Jaune opened a hole in the creature's carapace, only to then pull Ilia along with him into the monster.

"THat crazy blond himbo…" I mumbled worriedly. "Why did you do that?"

The giant Grimm fell to the sand, kicking up a cloud of dust that momentarily obscured my vision. The ground shook with the impact, and I held onto the wall to keep from losing my balance. The creature began to move, trying to submerge itself once again.

But something went wrong for the monster, because it stopped in the middle of the process, as if it were confused or in pain.

"What's going on?" Timon asked, his voice shaking with fear.

"Arc is doing something weird and dangerous." I responded, gripping the megaphone tightly. "So it's the usual…"

After standing still for a few seconds, the Grimm began to howl in pain.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

The sound was deafening, a mix of pain and anger that echoed across the desert. The creature struggled, its carapace cracking and shattering as it fought against something invisible.

"Is the grimm breaking?" Pumbaa shouted in confusion, his eyes wide with terror.

I watched in disbelief as the giant Grimm continued to struggle, its movements becoming more and more desperate. The sand around the creature was thrown into the air, creating a sand cloud that made it difficult to see. But even through the sand, I could see the Grimm's shell disintegrating, as if something was eating away at it from the inside out.

Suddenly, the creature stopped struggling. The sudden silence was almost deafening after the screams and chaos. I watched, holding my breath, as the giant Grimm relaxed its body, lying limp on the desert floor. The surrounding sand slowly settled, revealing the motionless form of the beast.

"He did it…" Timon murmured, his voice full of admiration and relief. "That kid is a beast."

Little by little, the creature's body began to disintegrate. As the black mist started to dissipate, Jaune and Ilia are revealed walking in our direction, covered in sand and sweat, but alive.

"Arc, you crazy bitch!" I screamed through the megaphone, relief mixed with anger. "You could have died!"

Jaune looked in my direction, and with a wide smile on his face, he blew me a kiss.

"If that idiot hadn't saved me, I would have killed his himbo ass already." I grumbled angrily as Timon and Pumbaa walked away from me.

In a few minutes, Jaune and Ilia arrived in the city. Before the blonde could say anything, Ilia started to complain.

"We almost died at least three times in that fight!" Ilia screamed, her voice shaking with anger and fear. "Why do you always have to put yourself in danger like this every single day?"

Jaune, with a tired smile, responded.

"You're right, Ilia. I think you'd better stop following me for your own safety."

Ilia froze but then straightened up and spoke calmly.

"What matters is that a powerful Grimm has been defeated and the island is safer because of it." Her formal tone made it clear that her mission as a 'servant' was not over. "But with your permission, I need to retreat to recover from our mission."

With a wave from Jaune, Ilia left, her crooked and heavy steps on the sand making it clear that the girl was dizzy and tired.

Frustrated, Jaune grumbled, running a hand through his sweaty hair.

"I can't get rid of her." He muttered, looking in the direction Ilia disappeared. "I have to do something much crazier and more irresponsible to get her away."

Shaking at the thought of what could be worse than killing a Grimm from the inside out, I approach him, my shadow casting over his tired face.

"How many points did the creature give you?" I asked, straight to the point.

When I agreed to work with him on raising this city, Jaune told me everything about how his Semblance worked.

"Thirty thousand." He responded, still tired but proud, curving his lips. "Added to what I've been killing these last few days, this operation has already been paid for, and I have a few bucks left."

"Construction supplies, staff food, and new robots have all been paid for?" I questioned in surprise.

Jaune confirmed with a nod.

"Even the Arc Builders?" I asked with a sly smile.

"Don't use that name, it was their idea." Jaune responded, pointing to his former cellmates.

"Okay. Even those stronger-colored robots?" I asked curiously. "I know they're not as smart as Church and Alpha, but they're still pretty clever. After all, only four paved a road connecting here to Kuo Kuana."

"Their limited intelligence and dependence on someone to give orders saved me a lot of points. Their original version had basically human intellect." Jaune explained as if creating real A.I. was no big deal. "But unlike Church, they are 'trapped' in a physical body, just like the original design."

"Was the name 'Master Robot' from the original design?" I asked, smiling at the silly and tacky name.

Shrugging, Jaune responded.

"Dr. Light and Dr. Wily's fault." He said, smiling, then turned toward the horizon, facing the desert. "Changing the subject, I'm happy I got the points, but the amount of Grimms worries me."

Frowning with a serious expression, he turned to me.

"We are an outpost for the city." Jaune explained, pointing to Kuo Kuana. "The majority of the island's inhabitants are on my side now, but there's still a core of locals that hates me and is creating conflicts around the city."

I sighed tiredly, approaching him.

"Which generates negative emotions and attracts more Grimm." I concluded for the blonde next to me. "So why don't we go there and 'solve' the problem? I understand that you don't want to get your hands dirty. So give me that potion again, and I'll finish them off in one night."

Jaune sighed, looking at the horizon where the sun had risen.

"I understand your concern, Amber." He informed me. "But I'll talk to Ghira first, when I have the time."

Politics seemed to tire Jaune more than facing giant Grimms.

"How about you take the day off and go talk to Ghira?" I suggested, trying to cheer him up.

"Are you sure?" He questioned in surprise.

"Everything's going well now, hurry up before I change my mind."

"Thanks, Amber." The blonde waved, running off.

[ORIGINAL POV]

'Most of the robots I made to help build the city were from the Fallout series, they are very cheap.' I think, looking around at all the movement. 'They are some Eyebots to carry out surveillance and send information to the new CCT tower in the middle of the city; many Protectrons without weapons to help with heavy lifting; and several Mr. Handys for general work and cleaning.'

I walk closer to the group of colorful robots that could be recognized by any old-school gamer.

'And of course, the four responsible for having accelerated the construction part of the project so much.'

"Good to see you guys again." I speak loudly, drawing their attention. "Guts Man, Bomb Man, Metal Man, and Concrete Man."

[Image]

"Greetings, Jaune Arc." All four respond at the same time.

It's a little sad that they don't have their own mind or personality like Church, Delta, and Sarg, but I had to save MP creating them.

"I heard that your mission was a success."

Guts Man, in response, stepped forward and began speaking for the group.

"Yes, sir! The highway we built is 17 kilometers(10.5 miles) long and is designed to withstand heavy traffic, with multiple lanes in each direction. The width of each lane is 3.5 meters(11,5 feet), ensuring cars can move safely. As it will have four lanes in each direction, the total width of the lanes will be 14 meters (46 feet), just for the carriageways."

"Okay…" I responded, surprised by so much information I hadn't asked for. I need to go talk to Ghira in town, go check if Amber needs something."

As soon as I dismiss the robots, I summon the golden mist from my countenance. I feel the energy flow through my body, molding the aura into a specific shape. Within seconds, the Green Goblin's glider materializes beneath my feet, its sleek, streamlined lines gleaming in the sunlight. The glider floats gently, rising from the ground, ready for flight.

"Lets fucking go." I mutter to myself, activating the rockets on the board.

I quickly take off, the wind blowing through my hair as the board begins to gain altitude. The feeling of freedom is instantaneous, the cool air hitting my face as I speed towards the city.

The landscapes of Menagerie pass quickly below me. A desert dotted with oases, a few palm trees, and the large paved road that leads directly to my destination.

I can't help but be amazed by the work of the four of them.

"Creating the Robot Masters to help me was a good idea, but making Concrete Man was brilliant. That guy is practically a cement and concrete factory that only needs to recharge once every two days on my ship."

I see the city in the distance, with the Belladonna mansion standing prominently.

"I haven't visited them in a few days." I mutter to myself with a laugh. "I wonder if they missed me."

As I approach the Belladonna mansion, I slow the glider, hovering over the city. Below, the streets, once quiet, now pulse with life. Children run along the sidewalks, their laughter echoing through the air. They wave in my direction, shouting my name enthusiastically.

The screams mix, creating a symphony of joy. The outcry fills my chest with happiness and pride, bringing a smile to my face.

"I'll have to do a show for these guys." I murmur confidently.

[Ghira Belladonna]

Sitting in the meeting room, I stare at Sienna and Audra as I review my notes.

"Commotion," I begin bluntly. "We've been having problems with 'radical' White Fang members causing fights with Jaune Arc supporters, saying that you, Sienna, is a false leader."

Sienna doesn't move, but her amber eyes shine with a contempt I know well.

"They claim that Adam Taurus is the true savior of the faunus," Audra continues, her deep voice full of resentment. "They're using this to justify their stupid fights."

"Adam…" I repeat, the name heavy on my tongue. "He always had a way of inflaming tempers."

"Inflaming is an understatement," Sienna says, finally moving. She stands up, hands resting on the table. "The radical members loyal to him are willing to harm innocent Faunus for the 'cause.' The most they will achieve on the island, without humans around, is attracting more Grimm."

"That's what they're doing," adds Audra. "All this open conflict has tripled the amount seen near the city. Kuo Kuana would have already been destroyed if it weren't for Jaune fighting the biggest and most dangerous ones at the outpost. And let's not forget the great advantage of the laser weapons that he gave us, in addition to being powerful, the lasguns charge quickly in the sun."

Sienna frowns, staring at Audra at the mention of Jaune. The leader of the White Fang knows that the human, besides being innocent, is a great ally, but her foolish pride prevents her from truly accepting him.

"These scum don't listen to my orders and are hiding among the island's civilian inhabitants," Sienna mentions in a defeated tone. "I don't know how I can be useful without increasing unrest."

"Humpf." Audra grumbles in Sienna's direction. "Tell me something new," the redhead adds in a sarcastic tone.

With her pride hurt, Sienna opens her eyes wide and points her finger at the guard commander.

"Measure your words, cradle robber," Sienna infers with spite.

"Funny you should say that, given your past interactions with my son," Audra replies.

"What are you insinuating?" Sienna asks indifferently.

"Don't act stupid, I know you-." Audra tries to say.

"LADIES!" I shout, interrupting the exchange of 'complements.' "Discuss your personal life another time. We need to work together to reduce civil unrest."

Both embarrassedly look down.

"Frankly!" I exclaim, frustrated. "The solution isn't going to fall from the sky-." I try to say.

CRASH!

But I am cut off by something that falls from the sky, breaking my ceiling and the table between us.

I look up at the meeting room ceiling, now with a huge hole, and then down, but I can't see what fell. The dust rising and debris everywhere destroy any chance of resuming the meeting at this time.

Audra and Sienna cough from being closer to what fell, so the dust covered both of them.

"Are you ladies okay?" I ask worriedly.

Audra nods, wiping the dust off her face. Sienna, still coughing, waves her hand, signaling that she's okay.

We cautiously approach the object that fell from the sky. It looks like a humanoid figure but is covered in dust and debris. Audra quickly removes the debris from the body, revealing…

"Jaune," Audra says worriedly, picking up the young man from the floor and hugging him affectionately as she strokes his blond hair.

"Are you serious?" Sienna questions in a cynical tone.

The young man's body is covered in scratches and bruises, but they are already healing due to his Aura.

"What is he doing here?" Sienna asks, her voice full of distrust.

"I don't know," I respond, approaching the human in the arms of the Menagerie militia commander. "First let's see if he's okay."

As soon as I touch Jaune's body, his eyes suddenly open. He looks around and quickly gets off Audra's hugs, startling us all.

Except for Audra, who pulls him back into a tight hug, worried about him.

"Are you well?" Audra asks in a caring tone. "Didn't you get hurt when you fell from the sky, my angel?"

Jaune, still disoriented, looks around, trying to understand where he is. His eyes land on me and then on Sienna, who looks at him with suspicion.

"What happened?" Jaune asks, his voice hoarse.

"As Audra mentioned, you fell from the sky," I responded, trying to remain calm. "Literally."

Jaune looks up, seeing the hole in the ceiling. As soon as he understands what happened, he breaks away from Audra's embrace once more and wipes the dust off his body.

"Sorry for the inconvenience," he says, rubbing the back of his neck. "I had a little problem with my glider, but I promise to compensate for the damage."

"The ceiling is the least of my worries, young man," I explain, calming down. "But tell me, to what do I owe this visit?"

Jaune reaches into his pocket and pulls out several capsules with red buttons on it. He holds them in the palm of his hand, showing them to us.

"What is that?" I ask, curious.

"But I have an idea and these capsules are necessary to put my plan into action." Jaune explains with a confident smile. " Each of these contains a vast amount of resources like water, food, building materials, tools, and more."

Sienna frowns suspiciously.

"And how do you plan to use this to improve the mood of the inhabitants of Menagerie?" the leader asks, suspicious of the veracity of the statement.

Jaune smiles, a twinkle in his eyes.

"Let's have a big festival."

"That's… an interesting idea," I murmur, scratching my chin. "But how big do you intend to make it?"

[Blake Belladonna]

"Finally, peace and quiet." I mumble, lying in my bunk.

Yang left to train with Pyrrha, Weiss is tearing her hair out from working so hard opening her own company, and Ruby is working on her scythe to implement that new blade made with the strange metal Jaune gave her while listening to something with her headphones in the corner of the room.

In other words, silence finally reigns in Team RWBY's room.

To enjoy this rare moment of calm, I place an open book on my lap. Each page, a refuge. The smell of the paper, the weight of the words, everything transports me far away.

A rare, precious moment.

'Nothing can ruin this moment,' I thought in silence, turning the pages of my book.

"Blake!"

A vein pops out on my forehead, but I manage not to show all my irritation at my team leader, who is hanging onto my bed, looking like a needy puppy. I close the book, marking the page carefully. I take a deep breath, preparing myself for what comes next.

"What's wrong, Ruby?" I ask in a forced neutral tone.

The little reaper has her scroll in her hands, oscillating between looking at the screen and my face, her mouth open as if trying to say something.

"You... like... lived in Menagerie... right?" Asked the reaper in a shy tone.

Ruby is very nervous, and for some reason, she can't look me in the eyes.

"Yes?" I reply in an inquisitive tone.

"And you're like a princess? Since you're the daughter of the faunus king, right?"

I decided to close my book and focus on the conversation. Despite the exaggerated statement, I am happy to instruct my human colleague on faunus culture.

"My father is not the king of the Faunus. He was the leader of the White Fang, and now he is chieftain of the largest city in Menagerie."

"Kuo Kuana," Ruby responds, taking me by surprise.

Wide-eyed, I stare at the girl in the red cape.

"Yes, you're right." I am surprised by her knowledge of the island.

But before I can question her, she continues speaking.

"Ghira and Kali Belladonna are your parents, your mother being a feline faunus with cat ears like yours, and your father is tall and strong with a full beard and a trimmed mustache."

My jaw drops to the floor at the accurate description of my parents' appearance.

"How do you know?" I question in surprise.

Ruby laughs awkwardly but explains.

"I was watching a live stream of a concert taking place in Kuo Kuana-."

"Oh!" I exclaim, understanding the situation. "That's fake, Ruby. Menagerie doesn't even have a CCT tower."

"So how do you explain that?"

Ruby turns the scroll to me, and there they are. My parents, Ghira and Kali Belladonna, singing and dancing on a big stage, surrounded by a jubilant crowd. The scene, filmed by flying drones from various angles, is so vivid that I can almost feel the energy of the audience, the sound of my parents' voices singing.

{A whole new world / a whole new world

That's where we'll be / that's where we'll be

A thrilling chase / a wondrous place

For you and me…}

A tear runs down my face as my heart twists in pain.

The pain of memories hits me like a punch in the chest. The harsh words I spoke, the look of disappointment on my father's face, my mother's silent crying. It all echoes in my mind, a symphony of regret. But at the same time, there is an undeniable relief in seeing my parents well, happy, living their lives without the weight of my problematic presence.

"Ruby, how…?" My voice cracks, but I try to compose myself. "Where did you find that recording?"

Ruby smiles, a gleam of excitement in her silver eyes.

"I told you it's a live stream." Ruby replies, smiling. "It looks like someone built a CCT tower in Menagerie and is broadcasting this show around the world!"

"By the Gods!" I exclaim in astonishment. "How? When? Who?"

"As for how, I don't know. It seems they finished the work a few days ago. As for who…"

As if concluding Ruby's sentence, a brunette woman with black hair, feline ears, and tiger stripes on her arm enters the stage, receiving a round of applause.

"Sienna?" I question, confused.

{A beautiful performance by our chieftain and his lovely wife.} Says the leader of the White Fang, bowing slightly to my parents. {Actually, that today is your last day as chieftain, right Ghira?}

"Last day?" I ask again, even more confused.

{It's true, Sienna.} My father responds through the microphone in his hand. {And although I've grown attached to the title, it's important that we take the next step in this great moment for faunus and humans across Remnant.}

I take the scroll from Ruby's hand, who, despite pouting, doesn't complain.

{You're absolutely right.} Announces Sienna, flashing a trained smile for the cameras. {After all, it's not every day that a kingdom is founded.}

"KINGDOM?" I shout in surprise, approaching the screen.

"You don't need to shout." Ruby complained next to me.

{And we owe everything to the man of the moment...} Says Sienna, pointing to the side of the stage. {Jaune Arc!}

"JAUNE?" Ruby and I shout with wide eyes.

The shock paralyzes me. Jaune, the blonde boy coveted by half of Beacon, is in Menagerie. And not only that, but apparently involved in something monumental. A kingdom? Founded by him and my parents?

"What are you doing in Menagerie?" I question, eyes glued to the screen.

It is then that I remember Lie Ren's words when we questioned him about Jaune.

'He said he has something special in store for you…'

"Was this what he was planning?"

[Corsac Albain]

"Explosives are in position." Commented the young man with a cheetah tail, handing me the detonator.

"Excellent." I murmured, contemplating the canyon below.

Giant rocks at the bottom of this valley served as a tomb and prison for a grimm of apocalyptic size.

"Dread Shadow." I muttered the monster's name with a venomous smile on my lips.

Taking a deep breath, I turn to the few members who are still loyal to the faunus cause. A glorious moment like this deserves an inspiring sermon.

"Fifteen years ago, the great faunus hero, Mino Taurus, sacrificed himself to seal the greatest threat to Menagerie's faunus."

My voice was projected with great range due to the structure of the canyon, which helped to capture the attention of those present.

"And how do the people of our island repay his sacrifice?" I asked, noticing fury shining in the eyes of those present here. "We sold our pride and dignity to a human."

Shouts and boos in agreement with me came from the faithful, fueled by hatred and disgust for what has happened in our sacred home.

As if in response, the ground shakes, not much, but enough for me to notice.

"All that demon in human form needed was to distribute sweets and false promises so that the local population would bend in his favor."

The chorus of fury and frustration is such that I have to raise my hand to silence them to continue with my sermon.

'Perfect.' I thought to myself, satisfied. 'With all this negative emotion, the grimm will follow us as we drive towards the city.'

The confirmation of my thoughts comes as the ground begins to shake more intensely.

"I feel bad that I have to undo the work of this great faunus hero, but his son, Adam Taurus, his legacy, will lead us through this trying time." Before continuing, I raise my hand and hold up the detonator for everyone to see. "We will release this monster to purify Menagerie of the heretical faunus who dared to join our enemies, and purge the human contamination that is Jaune Arc."

The screams seem to synchronize with the vibrations that echo throughout the valley and its rocks.

With one last dramatic gesture, I extend my arm and press the detonator.

"Testify." I declare, with the explosion occurring shortly afterward.

BOOM!

The power of the explosion is enough to weaken the prison, adding our chorus of negative emotions the gigantic Grimm starts to awaken.

Black smoke begins to escape from the rocks as the tremors intensify.

A crooked smile forms on my lips just thinking about the despair of that damned human.

"Your end is near, Jaune Arc."

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I'm still struggling to move to a new apartment, but I promise to keep writing.

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