DISCLAIMER: Both Rooster Teeth and Red Hook Studios have their own right to their property. This will be a 4 part chapter each one will be the perspectives of the four dungeon hunters and each chapter will be the order of how the four were flung off.

Chapter 3.25: The Mask of the Exiled

-Auditorium-

The room was silent, all of the students are nothing but mortified of seeing this demented monster. A primal beast of conjoined flesh, fight the grimm with just his fist. Though some like team CRDL kept a unimpressed facade were just like the other, in fear of seeing this thing to rip and obliterate the Ursas and Beowulfs with other worldly precision and unholy strength. Team RWBY hearing the rumors of him, some saying that he is a Seasonal Maiden and his semblance is not mixing with it well, others saying that he is a mutated faunus which Blake didn't took it to well.

"How can a savage walk in our campus." Muttered Weiss as her skin began to grew pale such like her white bleached snowy hair while Yang hugging her sister Ruby who hid within her red rose cloak, crying in fear of the roars of Tyrius which were twisted, shrilled, demonic and hollow. While Blake left the auditorium in a rush to heave when the eldritch Frankenstein began to feast on the mangled, broken, and burning remains of the grimm which are now nothing but piles of unrecognizable meat.

Ozpin who was standing on the platform where he usually give out the academy's first year teams became disturbed of witnessing such a grizzly sight and the buzz cam from his scroll which the message reads "A demon has invaded the game." he grew more concern about this simple message where he had to switch the monitor to the other three hoping to bring relief to the students who are now traumatized from the sight.

-Emerald Forest (Leoric's location/Before Heart of Darkness' return)-

I was expected for the headmaster to give use a map to the ruins and having a ladder down the cliff, but just like the Hamlet nothing gives us a break. But I managed to descend safely from the flight where I gazed upon the bright sunny sky. I felt the sun's warmth lay upon my robes and copper armor and the cool breeze pass through the cracks of my armor, where I contemplated and remembered the day of my leave.

Desert Capital (Before the arrival of Remnant)

A nurse was wrapping a lesion covered arm with the last white long strips of bandages that were dipped with a salve made of herbs and medicinal ointments. As a servant presented him with a copper mask with a long V-shaped slit for sight.

"Sir...the jury and judges, they have arrived." Said the man, the king's viceroy who entered the violet curtains. He put the mask on and was rising up and putting a hood above his head.

"Then they shall have their way." He responded as he began walking out of the room. The citizens who had arrived to see the final trial of this accused man as the judge begins to signal the crowd to stop.

"You have been arrested for treason, turning your back on they enemy, and jeopardizing our country!" Roared the judge as the people's voices began to fade. The bandaged man walked to the judge where he sees rage fuming out of him.

"I have not done any of these crimes yet you hear of false rumors and use them as evidence." He rebutted leading the judge spiral into an uncontrolled rage and inhuman hate for he thought he had yet lied to the crimes.

"I HEAR BY SENTENCE YOU EXILED FROM THE CAPITAL YOU TREASONOUS PIG!" Yelled the angered judge where he slammed his gavel onto his which the hammer broke leaving a pit of splinters leaving the citizens scared by him. The guards escorted the betrayer to his nation to the gate.

"Sorry for this..." said the William, an old friend of the prisoner as he gave him his personal sword as a memento.

"Thank you, my friend. May we cross paths again," he said as walked out as the gates began to close.

End of Memory

I continued walking still thinking about the trail, the corruption the judge had brought upon the city, and how I had to leave without my family's notice. My train of thought was soon derailed as I saw hoards of black wolves, bears, and boars running at me where I drew out my Broken Blade but they all swerve around me. Confused I thought it was an instinct that all beasts do, and then is where I heard a demonic roar bellow out of the forest where I noticed to see that the animals were running away...away from something more feral. I sought chase to find the source of the twisted screams and to my shock found my friend Tyrius. His skin was bone white but unholy pinkish growth both festering and growing on his left arm. He was eating at his fallen pray, a wolf bigger than him with spines of white, a bone mask with red trimmings acting like the paint of a hellion, and fur darker than the blackest of nights. I merely took a simple step and his head raised noticing my presence and began to turn where I saw his face, a cosmic blue orb acting as his left eye with scar covering it in the shape of a seven point star and unholy flesh grabbing his neck like a noose.

He was walking towards me, I raised my sword at him hoping that it can deter him from attacking me, but like all unholy they cannot be reasoned until he spoke.

"Well...it isn't my pal Leoric," he said in a corrupted and deep voice, as he began to clap slowly while a sinister grin which showed rows of sharpened fangs all having different sizes. I have never seen him act like this. I knew that he had a hatred of beasts but this is just utterly ridiculous.

"What...in the name of the heavens happened to you?" I question him while he stopped still having that sadistic grin.

"Happened to me? Obvious, an emo bitch sapped all that is good and holy in old Tyrius." He responded which where I began

"All that remains is me Oriax! THE HEART OF DARKNESS!" Proclaimed the possessed crusader where I felt spine go cold. Feeling this same aura as the twisted amalgamation that we have killed under the horrid manor, it made my skin crawl in fear and the lesions hide in horror.

"We have killed you once, and we can do it again." I threatened it, where he frowned at me and starting to retract all of the excess flesh even the limb reverting it to a stump and rebuild two arrows that are lodged in his chest, and his blue eye sunk back into a empty socket and the flesh retreated revealing a scar .

"As you see, again the emo whore did this. All I did was bandaged him up so trust me. And besides this planet has more evil and there can be only one source of evil." He finished as he reformed the limb and consuming the arrow.

"It would be kind of you could refrain yourself using my friend's body as speaker for your vulgar language." I told him as I sheathed my blade back in.

"Fine enough. But I doubt it" He finished as we began to find Hendricks and Parker hoping they won't get stressed out to see this eldritch hybrid.

"Also we have to retrieve your crusader's missing arm. I don't want to have a heart attacking knowing about this." Said Oriax while I just nodded to him and follow him feeling disgusted that I am talking to a monster in human hide.

Yeah these chapters are somewhat short. But after the next two I will kick this back to the main story.