RWBY: Innocence

Massacre of The Grimm

The man charged towards the massive Grimm army, roaring furiously as he sprinted towards the oncoming horde of Beowolves. He then stuck his right arm out to the side and in his hand, a long shining blade appeared. The man's first strike had decapitated the leading Beowolf, his next swing sliced through an oncoming pair of Beowolves and his final attack sliced the final Beowolf in half. The blade then disintegrated into dust as he clicked his fingers and sprinted away from the corpses of the Beowolves.

"My God!" Ozpin exclaimed as he watched his nephew tear through the army.

His next opponents were a trio of Boarbatusks, squealing furiously as they charged towards him. As the man stuck out his left hand, a long Pistol appeared in his palm as he gripped the gun tightly. Taking aim at the Boarbatusks, his first two shots had struck two of the Boarbatusks in the head, but he wasn't done there. Grabbing the final Boarbatusk by the head, the man put the gun in the creature's mouth and pulled the trigger, ending the Boarbatusk in a violent fashion.

As the Pistol disintegrated, he then turned his attention to the Nevermore, shrieking fiercely as they tore through the skies. Holding out both of his hands in front of him, a huge Minigun appeared. Gripping the handles tightly, he then aimed towards the skies and opened fire. Bullets tore through the Nevermore as they began falling to the ground everywhere. One Nevermore fell right next to the man and caused a huge explosion of dirt and blood, but he took no notice.

"How is this possible?" One student whispered to another as they watched in awe at the magnificent display of war.

Searching the field for his next targets, the man's eyes fell upon a group of fleeing Ursa. He roared furiously as he charged towards the Grimm. As the Ursa began to turn around, he formed two Daggers in his hands and sliced off a nearby Ursa's head. Angered by the loss of their fellow Grimm, the Ursa began to attack him, but they proved to be no match as they soon met the same fate.

As he disintegrated his Daggers, the man then turned his attention to an approaching King Taijitsu, hissing viciously. Forming a Sniper-rifle, he charged towards the mighty Serpent and aimed the rifle down the Black Serpent's mouth and pulled the trigger. As the bullet entered the Taijitsu's mouth, he dived into the Black Serpent and burst out of the back of it, causing a massive explosion of blood.

"Dear God..." A Soldier muttered.

Turning around, the man smashed the rifle onto the White Serpent's head, crushing it's skull and shattering the rifle. Letting out a roar of fury, the man eyes darted about the field, searching around the Grimm corpses for another opponent. Then, he spotted a Beowolf approaching him slowly, raising its head and howling horribly. But instead of creating a weapon, the man started walking towards the huge Grimm.

"What's he going to do?" A Soldier asked his comrade.

As the man walked towards the Beowolf, he opened his mouth wide and the same Black sludge poured out of his mouth and onto the floor. But as the Grimm reeled back and prepared to attack, he closed his mouth, waited for a moment and then spat out the sludge into the Grimm's eyes. The Beowolf screeched in pain, but it's cries of agony were silenced when the man bit down onto it's head. He crunched down harder, spraying blood and sludge everywhere. The Beowolf then fell to the floor and he released the Grimm from his jaws.

"Oh God-" Miss Goodwitch cried before she vomited onto the floor.

As the man spat out the remains of the Beowolf, he looked around him. Everywhere he looked, the tattered corpses of Grimm surrounded him, now slowly evaporating and disappearing from his sight. Wiping the blood off his face, he then let out another roar; his blood-lust satisfied and his rage quenched.

"Nicely done!"

The man then turned to Torchwick and began growling. He did not know who this man was, but for some reason, his instincts told him that he was an enemy. His eyes scanned the huge robotic suit, looking at the weaponry and searching for a weakness.

"I've never seen someone kill so many Grimm so quickly! Lots of gore; I love it!"

Having enough of Torchwick's voice, the man began to walk towards him. He continued to growl like a wild animal; his eyes twitched and his teeth clenched together tightly. But just as he was about to run towards him, he spotted a glass vial nearby. The vial was tipped over, but the contents within were kept safe by a cork.

"Ah, lucky you!" Torchwick called out, "Something to burn yourself to death with to avoid fighting me!"

The man then walked over to the glass vial and picked it up. Examining the Red insides of the vial, he determined that it was Dust. Popping off the cork, he opened his mouth and poured the Dust into his mouth, shocking everyone around him.

"How is this possible!?" Ozpin exclaimed, shocked by the sight of his Nephew drinking the volatile Dust.

As the man finished drinking the Dust, he threw the vial to the floor which shattered into tiny glass shards. Torchwick chuckled and leaned in to watch his opponent.

"Finally! I've always wondered what would happen if a human digested-"

Before he could finish his sentence, the man's body burst into flames. His bones were bright Red and flames raged across his body like an inferno. His eyes were burning and flames spat out of his mouth as he roared furiously. Torchwick stared at the man in shock and amazement. It had once been believed that Dust could destroy a human's insides, but the man had proven them wrong.

"What the Hell are you!?" Torchwick shouted at the burning Kenzo.

Forming a Dagger in his hand, the man slashed at the ground before his feet, creating letters. Eventually, a single name was carved into the dirt:

"Lazarus..." Torchwick read aloud.

The man known as Lazarus then roared and charged towards Torchwick, leaving a fiery trail behind him...