Luck...
A young lady ran out into a field with huntsmen and Grimm fighting... She picks up a sword from a dead hunter and charges, stabbing monstrous Grimm in the head, saving an Atlas soldier. She smiled.
"I did it ... I really did...?!" The hand of the beast came down.
Or misfortune?
The young lady wasn't crushed by the hand, but she was just the right size to fit between the claws... Almost.
Her arms fell to the already bloodied ground as she still stood. Shock hits her as she panics, falling on her back.
She cried for help as she looked over... The soldier she saved was running away... One by one, huntsmen and other soldiers and civilians ran over her, on her and away, even through her cries for help... None came... None cared........ None did their jobs.
Tears rolled down her eyes as her and the Grimm made eye contact.
She coughed a bit... Feeling weak...
If I die here... Grant me one wish you monster..... Kill them for me........
She closed her eyes as she heard the growl... But there wasn't a bite and a stomp on her... Instead l, the Grimm jumped over her and attacked the others. She watched one by one as the Grimm passed her. Even when she somehow made it to her feet, she stumbled on and watched the people from her town, the soldiers and the huntsmen, brutally get eaten and malled by the Grimm.
...
And she SMILED.
And then she laughed, before falling backwards, and passing out.
Hours later, she barely opened her eyes... There was a man with a mustache, a scared doctor, and beeping machines...
"I'm sorry... She's lost too much blood... She'll never make it..."
A tall pale woman walked in.
"Then your use here is, useless now." She grabbed him by the throat and snapped his neck.
"My Lady, it seems she won't be surviving..."
"Maybe, but I have one more thing to try."
She slipped her hand behind my head and lifted me up a bit.
"I heard you, and granted your request... They all died. Every single one."
I smiled.
"Thank you..."
"Now, how much do you wanna live?"
"I have ... No arms..."
"I didn't asked that. How much, do you, want to live? What will you do to keep going? To make sure not another huntsmen or soldier lives?"
My vision started to blur...
"I... I..."
Anything...
She suddenly forced me to swallow a black liquid. It was bitter... Then it hurt... It felt like it was ripping out my insides... My skin paled, black lines showed, and I roared. Shattering any glass nearby, before passing out.
She woke up, and looked around the dimly lit room. She still had no arms, but there were canisters connected to her stumped appendages. The tall pale lady came in and told her what she did. The canisters were filled with the same black liquid... From the pools of Grimm. And as time went on, she got up and walked around herself. She stepped out and looked at the roaming Grimm. She walked with them and sighed. Suddenly she grew a black tentacle like appendage and wrapped it around a Grimm, ripping it into before laughing like a maniac. Both arms grew and morphed into whatever she wanted it to. The Pale Lady and a mane with a tail watched.
"Oh. She'll fit right in." The man laughed, similar to how she did.
The Pale Lady agreed.
"Yes. And she'll have many things to do for us."
Name: She claims she forgot it after drinking the Grimm Pool.
Renamed by Salem: Amy
Alias: Armless, Lil Miss Mame
Birthday: Nov. 1 (Traditional 1st Day of the Dead)
"The Day of the Dead is a holiday traditionally celebrated on November 1 and 2, though other days, such as October 31 or November 6, may be included depending on the locality."
Age: (by volumes)
V1-2: 16
V3-5: 17
V6-Present: 18
Height: 5'2
Weight: 89.6 lbs (40.6 kg)
Aura: White before consuming Grimm pool.
Grey after and Aura amount was split in half due the the Grimm pool.
"All living things have an aura"
"Grimm do not."
It's not a Cinder situation where her arm doesn't have an aura. She's still human and still living. The Grimm pool weakened her aura. The area where the tentacles come out though don't have an aura there just like Cinder's Grimm arm.
Looks:
Jet Black hair (debating style)
Red iris
Pale skin (white but not as white as Salem) with black cracks
Smiling...
