Honour and grimm: Rwby grimm fanfic

Dormant light within

Three decades had elapsed since Erebus came into being, and during that period, he had grown to be as dreaded as Artemis and Wolf. Regarded as a harbinger of demise, both huntresses and Huntsmen would scatter upon his arrival, yet it was futile ultimately.

In the end, Erebus would always find you; it was simply a question of when.

The young Grimm began his training with a determination to become more lethal. Despite having some skill, he was not as proficient as Artemis, and even less so compared to Wolf. This deficiency disgusted him, fuelling his drive to grow stronger, not just for himself but also for Salem.

Speaking of training...

Wolf had agreed to assist Erebus with his training, fulfilling a promise made to Salem years earlier. Currently, the two Grimm were locked in a sparring match just outside Salem's castle, situated deep within the land of darkness, their sword clashes echoing alongside fierce roars.

Erebus lunged at Wolf, his sword tracing a wide arc through the air. Wolf skilfully countered, vaulting over the blade and pushing Erebus away. With remarkable agility, the young Grimm executed a swift backflip to regain his stance and retaliated with a backward sword thrust.

The blade connected with Wolf's sword, causing the older grimm to be sent flying back, Wolf was surprised by the strength behind Erebus's blows.

Wolf however wasn't going down to such a measly blow...

Wolf lunged aggressively as Erebus adopted a defensive posture. With remarkable agility, Wolf executed a leap so sudden that Erebus almost failed to respond. Just regaining composure in the nick of time, Erebus managed to dodge Wolf's formidable blow, a strike potent enough to cleave stone and earth with ease.

The grimm soon clashed once more, furiously striking at one another, sending shockwaves rippling through the air. Flames quickly enveloped Erebus, granting him the strength to repel Wolf.

Wolf: Your getting stronger...

Wolf decided it was now time to truly show Erebus why he was the strongest.

Wolf's figure burst forth abruptly, with ice shards exploding from his armour akin to projectiles. Erebus felt his fiery essence cooling, a feeling that greatly drained his vigour. In short order, he found himself overwhelmed by Wolf's power, comparable to the overwhelming push of a mighty freight train.

Erebus clenched his teeth as he felt himself being overpowered. Realizing he needed to push his limits to have any hope of contending with Wolf, he began to radiate heat, the dust within him gradually reaching a volatile state.

Just as Wolf was about to break through Erebus's defences, the younger grimm turned to dust and appeared behind and grabbed him!

Erebus grappled with Wolf, attempting to pin him to the ground. The old grimm, however, proved to be too powerful. After a brief struggle, Erebus's hold weakened, and the old grimm rose to his feet once more.

Wolf: Good, your learning to use everything at your disposal, that is the key to victory.

Erebus: But how am I supposed to beat someone stronger and faster?

Wolf: That is something you shall learn with experience, you are still young, you have time to adapt, Your a grimm after all.

Erebus hummed in acknowledgment; he was not exactly pleased with the revelation but ultimately chose to remain silent.

Wolf: keep at it, we're not sitting here for our health.

Erebus flashed a grin as he circled Wolf, tightening his hold on the colossal blade. The embers within Erebus intensified, igniting a new fervour that scorched the very ground beneath him.