Chapter 3: The Forever chasing the fight.

The sea gate was destroyed, Zendikar was scared even more than it once was and mana flowed wildly. The citizens of Zendikar were safe, both kor and human, beast and flora, mage and solider. Upon a cliff over looking a beautiful sunset were four powerful planewalkers. Gideon Jura, Chandra Nalaar, Nissa Revane and Jace Beleren. They were resting after the battle they had with eldrazi titans, Ulamog and Kozilek were dead for good. Emrakul on the other hand fled to another plane, knowing she might have died.

"Goodness, I never thought I would live to see Zendikar free from the eldrazi." Nissa started with to break the silence. "I don't mean to sound doubtful, but we did have a few close calls." she finished. Gideon looked to her and he realized what she was meaning. The meeting with Ob Nixilis reigniting his spark and allowing Ulamog to breaking free from the hedrons.

"Yes it was quite nerving, but we managed to defeat the titans." Gideon spoke. Chandra took a deep breath and smiled.

"You smell that, that is the smell of victory." Chandra began.

"That is the smell of Ulamog and Kozilek ashes." Nissa retorted.

"It sounds gruesome when you say it, are you corrupted by them?" Chandra joked back. Jace looked at them and smiled, he was glad they were safe. He felt this sense of family towards them, probably because they all almost died for each other. As the three others talked, Jace's mind wondered to what happened to Emrakul. She ran, that was unusual for a titan but it did make the battle for Zendikar easier. Could she have ran to hide? Could she have gone to ran another plane? If that was the case, then there is a great infinite amount. He began to think of all the planes he's been to. There was Ravnica, Vryn, Kephalai, Lorwyn, and another one..

"What was that plane? It began with an 'R'. Re...Rem...Remnant?" Jace thought as he dug through his mind. I pained him to say he just simply forgot something on his own.

"Hey Mr. Headache," Chandra snapped him out of his thoughts, he didn't realize he was just staring out into the distance. "You coming along, we are going to celebrate with the citizens." Chandra invited him with them. Gideon, Nissa, and Chandra looked at him.

"Sorry, I would. But Emrakul is still out there. I also have some unfinished business with another planeswalker. Ugin mentioned that Sorin Markov was not going to be so forgiving, but wouldn't he know and have come to our aid?" Jace said. "I feel as if something has happened to our ancient friend, or at the least distracted him."

"You plan to go to Innistrad?" Nissa asked.

"Yes, best of luck to you all. If I come across Emrakul while I travel through the eternities, I will come and retrieve you immediately." Jace promised them. Gideon knew what he was talking about, Sorin was responsible for sealing away the eldrazi along tome ago along with Ugin and Nahiri. Chandra wasn't too concerned about his safety, but was worried if he would be out numbered. Nissa only hoped he made it safely to Innistrad. He gave them their respected goodbyes and focused on his mana to take himself from Zendikar to the space between planes. With a bright flash of light he opened his eyes. What he saw looked like to be a mirage of floating colors. In truth he was in the Blind Eternities, he had literally step outside of Zendikar, through the fabric wall that is reality, and into the home of the eldrazi. He was in a world where the chaotic energies of mana, Æther and temporal energies clashed. If a normal creature were to step into this realm, it would be a life changing event...and their last. This place was only meant for godlike beings and planeswalkers, otherwise a normal creature would be ripped apart, forever to be smashed, or just go plain mad. In the end it will kill you.

Jace gathered himself he began to focus on finding Innistrad. Like many animals with instincts to migrate, planeswalkers were able to locate other planes and other planeswalkers just by focusing on them. If a planeswalker was able to get good enough, they could just teleport there instantly. Usually the ancient dragon planeswalkers such as Ugin or Nicol Bolas could do that. Jace could do that, but he needed to find the plane first.

"For the love of everything alive, please let there be no eldrazi." Jace thought to himself.

(I did it.)

The morning came and Ruby's scroll alarm went off. Impatiently she was up, showered, her teeth were brushed, and she was dressed in record time. Weiss didn't have time to make her bed, Blake wasn't even ready to process what was happening and Yang was...well...Yang, still snoring and dreaming. Ruby was excited, after their last mission that lead to the breach in Vale, she was ready to make amends for it.

"Ruby, I understand you excitement, but please calm down. I have never seen someone get ready and suited up that fast." Weiss said.

"Sorry Weiss, I am so pumped. We get another chance to prove ourselves." Ruby said.

"That perfectly fine, but recklessness will cause us to fail. Now whose turn is it to wake up Yang?" the heiress responded

"Mine." Ruby groaned as she moved to wake up her older sister. Ruby shook her, ripped over her covers and took her pillow but to no avail, the heavy hitter of the team was still a sleep. Then an idea popped into her head. Blake was up and moving to go take a shower in the girls shower room.

"Hey Blake." Ruby stopped her.

"Yes Ruby?" Blake asked

"Could you hand me those scissors?" With that Yang shot up and looked at her sister with a murderous glare and ready to start swing on friend and foe alike. Not seeing any scissors ready to cut her beautiful golden hair, she relaxed.

"That's not funny Ruby." Yang started.

"You're right, it's hilarious." Ruby said. "Now get up I don't want to be late." Ruby ordered. The now awoken teen looked at her scroll. And the clock on the wall.

"Ruby, it is 6:00, way too early for anyone to be up and moving." Yang said.

"Air fields by seven, breakfast starts at 6:30." Ruby simply remarked.

"Alright you got me. Don't be be Rube to me." Yang said sheepishly.

"Really?" Ruby deadpanned back.

"That's all I had, honestly it is harder than it sounds like." Yang defended herself.

"Sounds like you need better material." Ruby shot back.

"Fair enough."

After the girls were ready, they headed to breakfast. They got to the dining hall and it was filled with students. Many students were sitting next to their team and assigned team for the new mission. This new mission was one of Beacon's largest operations involving students. Sure the shadowing and actual hunting was there. Here was almost every student. After all there was a pretty big area to cover. The breakfast was relatively short lived as many students ate quickly and left immediately. Team RWBY was no exception to stay, even Nora cut her stories short to coincide with the time. After departing from them they met up with team CFVY. On their way to the Air fields they were all reminded with a message from Professor Glynda of their task, along with instructions; on how to replace the cameras, test them, and to collect the old ones. Just for lab technicians to determine the sudden cause of their malfunctions.

Of course the air fields were busy, some bullheads were landing after a quick patrol, others were leaving taking student teams with them. They found their assigned bullhead and greeted the pilot and co-pilot.

"Alright boys and girls, here is the crate with the cameras." the pilot simply known as 'Sarge' said. "Now I don't know and don't want to know what happened but I do know this. I am to take you from point A to point B and Pick you up from point B at an allotted time. The skies are packed today with nevermores and the Atlas military had decided to step in and,pardon my language, shoot the fugly sons-of-bitches down. But we will take a longer flight path to the destination. It will take about an hour or so. Go to the bathroom if need be, otherwise just mount on up."

"Yes sir." the two teams snapped. The teams loaded into the bullhead. The co-pilot came back around from triple checking the bullhead, grumbling to himself.

"Oh yeah sure, Grif does so much ass kissing that he gets the day off and get to sit at base and do nothing. I do so much more than him and he gets all the credit." the real lazy pilot complained.

"Simmons are you complaining again!?"

"UH NO SIR!"

The flight was relatively sane, Coco talked to Ruby about team leadership and combat strategies, Weiss was talking to Velvet trying to understand the poor rabbit faunas shyness, while Yang was boosting to get a reaction out of Yatsuhashi and Fox, all the while Blake was really into reading a new book rather than her usually smut. The teens talked and the pilots listened. Simmons was complaining about getting a head ache under his breath, and Sarge just ridiculed him a ripped him a new one so wide there was another mouth, all just by reminding him about his incompetence to do the simplest of things. Eventually the bullhead fell silent. Yang being the extrovert she is decided she was going to paw at Blake, so she scooted right next to her cat teammate.

"Hey Blake, whatcha' reading." Now Blake is the type to be annoyed but at first sight, but after putting up with Yang who refused to give up on cracking Blake's shell, she sort of became desensitized and relaxed.

"A book." was the simple reply the ninja gave.

"What type of book." the golden hair said.

"A book about mythological tales and figures." she deadpanned.

"Any eye catching ones." As she said that a collective groan could be heard through out the bullhead. With the copilot stating that puns aren't funny.

"I swear Yang you are the reason I am going to end up in a metal institution." the white heiress said.

"Don't be like that ice queen, you know you love them."

"Yang of all that is dear, please refrain yourself from actually making puns during this mission." Coco spoke aloud.

"Actually there is one that does kinda catch my eyes." Blake interrupted.

"Really, do please tell us." Yang requested.

"Well it's about a group of individuals, they call themselves planeswalkers." Velvet popped up at the sound of that.

"I remember that fairy tale, my parents use to tell me that all the time before I would go to bed." That raised a nod from Blake.

"I think dad told us a bedtime story about something like that, do you remember Rubes?"

"No I don't Yang. I was probably still too worried about my own weapon at that point." The young leader said with the look on her face that she regretted nothing.

"Of course, please continue Blake."

"Well apparently these are individuals from different worlds that have the ability to travel to other worlds and universes by crossing a barrier called the 'blind eternities'." Blake continued, "They are beings of such great power they could actually destroy worlds by complete accident, through magic."

"So people who are more powerful than Professor Glynda?" Ruby asked

"Yes, but there is this one tale that talks about the origin of us using dust to fight grimm." Blake finished.

"Well do tell us dear." Coco sorta pleaded. Everyone was interested. How dust came to be used was no mystery, but how it was discovered was only surrounded by rumor and speculation.

"Well the book says this." Blake started, "Long ago there was a blue clothed man who came with mystery that surrounded him. He was tattooed on the face with mysterious blue marks that only set people off. They were right, he was dangerous. He was so dangerous, he could wipe your memories, alter them, turn you insane or just flat out kill you with his mind. He was given the name 'Mind Sculptor', now it is not known where he came from but we only knew why." Blake still read from the pages, everyone was deep in thought on what she said. So Blake continued, "He came to learn, to grow his telepathic powers. When he saw the fighting that took place between humans and faunas, he wanted no part. He took no part in the fight, but when he saw the grimm push both species to extinction, he intervened. He took the time to study anything that could give the races a chance, that's when he discovered the properties of dust. So he gifted them to the races for a brief time of alliance and peace to push back." Blake read.

"Is that it? It seems kinda short for only one documentation of a person like him." Velvet said.

"Well it says that before he left, he claimed 'he would keep this plane safe from the outside for their lack of mana.' whatever that means, and then he just disappeared. Not a single trace. Just poof and gone in a blink of an eye." Blake said.

"Too bad it's only a fairy tale, though if people did exist like that no doubt they would've came here to try to conquer us. It is a nice thought to think that there is other life out there." Fox said.

"It is a cool little story, there was one my parents told me one about. A human girl who could set things ablaze with her fire powers. That she fought for freedom of all living things, that she fought oppression." Velvet said

"Alright boys and girls get ready for touch down in five." Sarge spoke over the comms. That when everyone cut the chatter and got ready.

In the dark unknown, a great black castle stood. In the Gothic castle, a pale woman with black veins stood, her hair was dine to six buns that held jewelry in it. Unlike her usually calm and planning self she was quite different today. She was out of character. So out of character she asked to be left alone. The reason, a splitting headache that she has never felt before. She felt as if something has clawed it's way in, and ripped and shredded. But that was the least of her concerns, she felt something. There was a change in the air, a ripple in the aura, a tear in the fabric. She couldn't place her pale, black nail, finger on it but she has felt the opposite of this before. It was so bad in fact that it went out into the inhabitants world.

She had to find out, so she would always do the very thing that never seemed to fail her when she needed something found quickly, cannon fodder grimm. She smiled, it's been a long time since she had an assault like this. Many huntsmen and huntresses will fall to her soulless children.

Dyvin woke up, again, in the unknown forest after a blackout and this time fighting something. He couldn't quite remember. He had to stop doing this, it would be a little safer in the Ulvenwald but in a part unknown or undiscovered was a big no. He stood up and looked around, there was evidence of a battle. In the semi open red forest, there was broken trees, scorched bushes and some small pools of dry blood. It was a usual scene after a battle with a werewolf, but the only problem was there were no corpses of the assailants. Had he fought them off and they retreated? That could only mean that they were coming back. He sighed in stress, that was fantastic. Not only was he in an unknown part of some woods, but also he was being faced with an unknown enemy. To most this meant death, to him it meant man restless nights. Unless they were hunters buffed up with enchantments and spells and were using silver arrows and weapons. That gave him two options, stay and fight or get a head start. Unlike his wolf counter part, he could weigh the options and determine the chances, as where is other half would do...well...wolf things and get it's ass killed. He rubbed his face in stress, that when he notice some thing was off, actually several things. First he wondered how did he get suddenly taller, why was his hand hairy? He reached up to touch the top off his head, he felt for several signs.

Fuzzy dog ears, check.

Snout, check.

Fangs, check.

He looked at his hands, long sharp claws. He didn't have to look down but he did anyway, yep, a light brown hairy chest and his trousers were still on but ripped a little. At least he still had that. And of course, the tail was stuck inside the trousers.

"Oh look, that sword is still there." he thought. If it wasn't funny at it realization, it was now. He jumped literally, at this shock. A thousand questions rang out in his mind, all included some form of profanity in it. It wasn't possible, this was literally impossible by nature. But apparently someone drug that law out back and beat it with a blunt stick. Was this permanent? What would happen if someone found him link this? What god has done this to him? Was this a part of the curse-mute done by the archangel Holy Avacyn? A thousand questions plagued his mind knowing he would never get the answer to. His though was cut off short when something in the air picked at his ears. He heard the wind being shifted. Gryfoons? Angles? The rare chance that a dragon was flying? No, it was too smooth in the air. Deciding he wouldn't want it to spot him, he dove for a nearby bush that was still intact. What he saw opened his dog eyes. There was what seemed to be a metal box with stiff wings just cruising high above the red trees. It just zipped right by without a second look at him. He blinked at what he saw, but against his better judgment he started chase. Maybe he could figure out where he was by a little chase. He was praying to Avacyn that nothing would go wrong.

As he ran on all fours he was thankful for his wolf form, if he was human he would have lost it, but in his beast form he was keeping up to the point where the thing in the air was a little dot but still distinguishable. He didn't know for how long her ran but his legs were on fire and his breath was starting to run. As he zipped pasted, the trees were a blur and the ground was almost invisible. Then the little dot slowed down and it became bigger. He slowed and come to a heavy canopy a hundred yards away. He lowered his body like a wolf would when sneaking up on prey. He took cover behind bushes and trees and saw the odd thing lower to the ground, was it a creature?

"Sure, a giant apex predator watching from a distance, this is a sure way to make friends." Dyvin scolded himself for not second thinking, maybe it was his wolf side making these decisions. He couldn't tell the other soul that occupied the body was too worried about the flying box thing that made loud noises.

The air was kicking up dirt and leaves as it landed and what he saw was even more unbelievable, the thing opened up. A door on it's side and on the back, so it was a flying contraption. Soon people, no, kids poured out of the flying device. With his enhanced eyesight he could make them out. Eight kids in total. The first one was a girl, long blonde hair, a brown jacket and rather revealing shorts and strange gauntlets to her wrist. (You know what fuck it, you guys know what they look like. I am not going to waste your time and I too want to see action. Dyvin is surprised by the weapons and Velvet's bunny ears and he thinks she must've been some sick experiment by a stitcher.)

He was worried, they children must be hunters and him being a lone wolf was perfect practice for hunters. Or maybe they were a scouting party for nomads, that's what he was praying for Then that prayer was shatter when the little red hooded girl turned around and he saw it.

"Silver." He thought to himself. There some bolt looking things on her belt, and an item that made a cross, silver dagger maybe? They gathered around the back, he saw the giant one in green push out a big floating box. The one with a shoulder bag reached in an pulled out a black box with what looked like to be string. So they were trappers and their weapons were self defense, smart. And a large groups would prove for others to be difficult for attacker, and they would certainly kill him. They were hunting, just not him. Hunters, not slayers. He breathed out a breath of relief. The girls in the shoulder bag was explaining something to them, he decided to leave. They were there to hunt for themselves and who know what else and he had nor quarrel with them, especially children. He meant them no harm,and hopefully the same would be returned. So the giant ship took off, eventually the only noise that was there was the group leader talking to the other seven. Not taking his eyes off them he started to back away, using the cover of the leaves to move.

SNAP.

Oh no. He froze, and soon he saw the girl with the black bow atop her head was looking at him with narrow eyes, then soon enough the group was looking at his direction trying to see what see their fellow hunter off. He saw the little red one pull out her weapon and soon it transformed into a giant scythe and what looked like to be a looking glass on it. He hit the ground careful to not make another sound and hope that she didn't see him. He closed his eyes hoping that Avacyn didn't abandon him. Ironic, an abomination praying to something whole.

"It's all clear, could've been a wild animal." he heard the little one say. Never in his life would he ever be thankful for the choice of words she said. So to him, moving was a bad idea now. That means he was stuck. Even worse his sword was now in an uncomfortable position pressing into his side. Deciding that the best option was to suck it up and watch, he did just that. He watch them split off into groups carrying those boxes with strings attached to them. They all split off into two groups of four (again you know). He saw them split off into the surrounding woods to do their hunt, so he decided to not take the chance and chose to get out of there. His wolf counter part wanted to follow, not in harm but curiosity. Dyvin admitted it, he was curious about these strangers. He could but he knew better, one wrong step and you're dead out here. And what the wolf wanted was a major jump in the wrong direction. Besides, he had his own pack to get back to. When he was about to leave he noticed the big black box was still there, couldn't hurt to look. After all, what's a life without adventure. So he crept out of the canopy and walked on all fours slowly towards it. Dyvin was ready to run in case someone came back. He when he looked into the metal box he saw several little boxed shaped contraptions that had strings to them, glass lens on one end and a dull red dot on it's side. It simply said 'Property of Beacon Academy'. What in the hellmouth was Beacon Academy? The closes academy in Kessig was Nephalia Academy where mad people went to study.

"That would explain their weapons, after all who gives a little girl a giant scythe with a looking glass on it and tells her to go hunt." Dyvin though to himself. So he then sniffed the box and caught a trail. He sniffed the sniffed the air a saw the path where the little red girl went. Then an idea popped. A great way to get to them was to follow them and give them one of the devices. Maybe they wouldn't kill him on sight. So he grabbed one and followed the trail.

Ruby was hoping for the mission to turn exciting, the team could use a victory after their recent loss streak, but what's a win without any obstacle to go through. In all there she was, here in the forever fall forest replacing cameras for extra credit. The fact that they weren't disturbed except for earlier really made Ruby cautious and happy. Which reminded her to make sure everything was going alright with the others.

"Is everyone still here?"

"I am a-okay, really wish we were fighting grimm." Ruby's older half sister said.

"Finished replacing this camera." Weiss said while coming back from a tree with a broken camera.

"I'm fine." was all that Blake said.

"Okay. Just making sure." Ruby called back.

"Jeez sis, what's got you all wound up?" Yang asked putting her hand on Ruby's shoulder.

"With what happened earlier at the bullhead, it kinda got me on edge. Where are the grimm?" She simply replied. Yang understood, they were in the thick of the forest and their ride had an 2 hour ride back to beacon and to them all to refill.

"Relax Ruby, sometimes lady luck shines on us." Yang tried to comfort her sister.

"Still not a reason to let your guard down." Weiss said. Yang just stared at her. Ruby took a deep breath.

"Ruby what do you think caused these malfunctions?" Yang asked to break the silence. Ruby picked up a Broken camera, though they were small and about the size of a palm they were very sturdy and resilient. There wasn't any damage on the surface, they looked pretty decent and in shape.

"EMP?" Was the only thing Ruby could come up with. Yang and Weiss had to agree, there was no other explanation.

"For some of them, but what about this one?" Blake said as she was coming back with what looked like to be a melted one. Ruby looked at it closer, it was melted and evidence pointed to a fir from coming outside.

"Where'd you find this one Blake." Yang asked.

"Over here, you may want to look at this." Blake said while leading them. What Blake showed them shocked them. It was a scorched field, and at the center was a crater that left a scorched evidence of an explosion. Whatever it was, this had to do with something with the cameras. The trees were charred, the earth was ashen and flat. There was no way life was going to grow back here.

"What happened?" Ruby asked.

"You may not be far off from that EMP theory Ruby." Weiss said.

That's when Ruby's scroll rang, Ruby pulled out her scroll and immediately read 'Get back to the pick up point, too many grimm! Already called for pick up!'

Right before she could tell her teammates, team RWBY heard a collective of growls behind them. When they turned around they could see a very large amount of beowolves behind them, their black fur only complimented their red eyes, their sharp teeth only added to their intimidation. For a normal person they would've started running but the team only unsheathed their weapons. They stood ready.

"Hey there, did you miss us?" Yang smirked, then the beowolves came charging, their mass amount looked like a sea of black coming to the four girls. Ruby was the first to defy them. With one mighty side swipe with crescent rose she decapitated one then swiftly used her momentum to carry her through her attacks. Blake used her gambol shroud deal swift attacks to fight back, Weiss chambered ice dust into Myrtenaster and using her glyphs to skate herself across the field and freeze grimm in place while Yang cam up the rear and blasted them with her Ember Celicia to finish off the creatures.

"We have to get back to the pick up point, CFVY reported that there are too many!"Ruby shouted. "The bullhead is on it's way!"

The team formed up, and started cutting their way through the grimm. The horde was following.

Dyvin on the other hand saw this happen, as much as he wanted to help he was still preoccupied with his own enemies, they ambushed him. Unlike fellow werewolves, these darker ones would usually fall to one swipe across the neck. He used his claws to rip and tear their throats out. They clawed and got him a few times, but his ability to shrug off anything but fire and silver saved him, it was painful but adrenaline numbed the pain. When he saw that there we none left he pulled out his sword, and realized it too was different, no that it was longer but that it had a blue fire to it. So now there was his choice in front of him. Cover their escape to help them get back, or run to keep himself safe.

"Wait, when the hell did I start to care?" he thought to himself. Dyvin decided to help them. Unknown woods, unknown people and these unknown creatures of darkness. These weren't adding up to his favor but maybe doing a little good will help him. So he too gave chase.

Blake was running at he best speed, she was following Weiss who was following Yang who was following Ruby. They were all clearing a path, the occasional would try to cut off one of them but they were either struck down or avoided easily. Blake sparing a glance be hind her saw what was happening, there was nothing but on coming blackness. The red trees were drowned out with the amount of glowing red eyes and black fur that was chasing. Deciding to focus on what was in front of her she pushed out the pursuers and decided to keep running. Her legs burned, but that was more preferred than being eaten alive.

Dyvin was chasing behind them cutting his way through them as if he was a hot knife through butter, well he did have a blue flaming sword and that kinda helped. Dyvin style of swordsmanship had no form, it only had a hack and slash and pray that you could hit something, with the amount of creatures there ere, He could see the girls, they were running, they knew they were outnumbered and they were doing the right thing by choosing to run. He chased the black werewolves and was doing his best to slow them, but it is kinda hard when you're at the end. He looked up and saw the same contraption from earlier that carried these young hunters. The thing started to settle a bit farther away into the red trees, that when he heard it. It sounded like there was a bunch of miniature explosions going off rapidly. Then he heard a feminine scream of pain. The girl with the black bow got slammed and pinned into a tree, but before he could speed up she disappeared from sight and decapitated the aggressor. She kicked off of it then continued on by hoping from one tree to another.

"Keep going." Dyvin thought

"There goes half of my aura." Blake thought. She was a little bit farther behind. She could see Weiss trying even harder to clear a path for Blake, but ever wolf that was struck down was replaced by one more, and they just filled up more behind her. She started to see a clearing where the bullhead was, she saw Team CFVY hold the ground where they were, even the pilot was out the shooting his shotgun to back down the grimm.

Ruby, Weiss and Yang had just reach the bullhead and Blake was still a hundread yards off, But all Dyvin saw was blackness, so he took a gamble.

A gamble that would nearly cost Blake's life. He charged up some red mana, a lot of it. Almost every last drop of red mana was poured into it from the area.

"EVERYONE IN NOW!" Sarge yelled.

"Blake is still out there!" Ruby pleaded back. The engines were hot, so was Blake's lung and so was Dyvin's spell.

He threw the biggest fire ball that anyone has ever seen. It incinerated trees, grass and wolves alike and landed halfway between Blake and the bullhead, causing a great fire that blinded everyone. The occupants watched in horror as their once beloved friend had now disappeared to them. The truth Blake's aura depleted and was thrown back. While the occupants were knocked down from the shockwave.

"WE GOT TO GO NOW!" Sarge yelled. With that command the bullhead took off. The occupants could only stare in cold sweat as the fate o Blake Belladonna was unknown to them. Blake on the other hand watched dazed and concussed from the ground with her head bleeding, that her friends left her in the now burning woods. Red trees became orange and Blake's vision blackened, she hoped this was a nightmare. In the bullhead, team RWY broke down into tears. The pilots could only be silent, and CFVY could only offer moral support, but that wasn't enough to bring back their friend. It was only the morning, and many bullheads were returning from the now heavily infested grimm woods.

Back on the ground Dyvin walked upon the burning ruins of what he had done. Sheathing his sword he noticed some wolves were evaporating. He now knew why there were no corpses. Amount the ashes he sniffed, and something was off.

"Blood? Not mine." He thought as he inspected himself. He looked around and he saw her, the girl with the bow.

"OH no, no no no no nonononono! Please be alive, PLEASE BE ALIVE!" He thought as he ran towards her downed form. He knelt down and held her now fragile for in his now blood stained claws She was bleeding down the right side of her head.

"I am so sorry, I thought you were safe, I didn't mean it, oh by Avacyn please be alive, please please please PLEASE!" He felt guilty and more dramatically angry a himself. He heard her take a ragged breath, she was having trouble, it was the smoke, he had to get her out of here. So he picked her up and made his way back to his camp, where she can recover, hopefully. He looked back and saw her weapon on the ground, he decided it was best to take it with him.

Okay I am back and sorry for the delay, I had a lot to do and forgot how I was going to write this chapter. To those who messaged me, no it wont be my oc x (insert main character here) I hate that shit. And to answer a certain question, maybe, it'll be a one shot related to this, you know who you are.