A Stem Falling From A Rose.

Confusion.

Run!

Two eyes turned towards him. Confused, scared, and hesitant. From that look alone he knew she wasn't sure if she should follow that order. Regardless he ducked under the massive paw swung his way. Only for the Grimm's Tail to reach out and wrap itself around his midsection. A second later he finds himself being lifted into the air. Only to be slammed back down. His screams were cut short as the Grimm's tail wrapped itself around his throat. Being lifted into the air once more the boy could nothing but turn his head towards his company. She stood transfixed at the scene before her. Her entire body shaking with fear. Locking his eyes with hers the boy mouthed a single word.

Run.

The child took a step back but paused.

The boy screamed as its claws slowly ran down his back. The sight alone was all the girl needed to move. Turning she runs as fast as her little legs can move.

The Grimm all but ignored her.

Slowly it sinks its claws deeper into his flesh. The boy's screams turned into walls of pain that echoed deep within the forest. The Grimm's animalistic growls were like laughter in his ears.

The boy began to sob.

In response, the Grimm's growls grew louder. Leaning in close the Grimm ran a tongue down the boy's neck. Seemly savoring his fear. The boy's sobs once more turned into screams as the Grimm bit down onto his shoulder. With a violent jerk, the Grimm tore the flesh away. Leaving nothing but exposed bone and tissue. Licking its lips the Grimm revealed its razor-sharp teeth. As if it was supposed to be a form of a smile. The boy's eyes slowly began to close. The blood loss mixed with excruciating pain becoming too much to bear. As he began to lose consciousness he felt a strange tingling sensation. It started small. Beginning from the back of his mind before spreading. At first, it was easy enough to ignore, but as seconds passed the sensation grew stronger.

Grunting the Grimm let go of the boy.

Hitting the ground with an audible thud the boy gasped. Nearly choking on his blood in the process. Turning his head he saw the Grimm moved towards a certain direction.

The direction of the girl.

No, the boy coughed. He weakly reached a hand towards the Grimm. please don't hurt her.

The Grimm simply ignored him.

No, the boy gritted his teeth. He tried to move, tried to stand, tried to do anything but lay there unable to help his friend.

The Grimm paused. Slowly it turned its massive head towards him. Its eyes holding nothing but darkness. For a long moment, it simply stared at him. Then without warning, it once again showed its razor-sharp teeth.

No.

The creature turned and continued walking.

No.

The sensation grew beginning to feel like the boy's skull was on fire.

No.

Animalistic growls came from the Grimm's throat as they caught the girl's scent.