[THE HUNTER IN BLACK]

{PROLOGUE}

Every tale had its cons. In this y/n has umm....... Some more trauma then you'd think.
So let's dive in my friends.

The lightning crackled in the background. Y/n was on a fishing boat with his father, they were fishing for some fish like any sane person.
Y/n was watching the crates full of fish that will be sold to the people. He heard something in the water. 'Dad..?' Y/n said.
'What's up son?' D/n looked at him, but that, that was a big mistake. A sea feilong jumped from the water the water crashing down on d/n swallowing him whole.
It's tail slammed against the boat shattering the back. Y/n instantly jumped in the water tearing a wooden panel of the boat and hides. He gasped for air as he was now in the lower deck of the ship. He huffed for air only to realize the Grimm was gone. That night y/n swan to shore, forever traumatized.
Soon the police came, years passed. Y/n wasn't the same. He had major ptsd, a scar that lined across his back. Do to his father being the only family he had he was forced to spend his life pretending to be his father so he wasn't homeless. Working at a subway was his only job.
Until one day he came across the old diving suit of his father. He placed a hand on it and had a idea. He would avenge his father, he would dedicate his life to hunting Grimm. So it began, y/n began to test materials, sharpen blades, get dust. It was all worth it, he had one thing left. The thing any bounty hunter needs, a mysterious kinda weird mask!

That day something awoke in y/n. It was a craving to kill Grimm, to kill ALL grimm. That day y/n was merely alias! He was now black manta.