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My name is Fanged, I am currently wandering the woods of... somewhere. It's snowy, Its currently a blizzard out 'I really wish I wore something more warmer' my crimson cloak zipped up with the hood up and It's doing VERY little, my blue jeans didn't help either, I'm not wearing boots just plain white sneakers.

My body is growing numb and my feet are soaking. I've been wandering for a while; in fact the last city I was in was far back, is starting to feel a bit woozy, just to add more to this list of unfortunate events... it's getting dark.

I'm moments from passing out; my head is rushing/pounding; all I could hear was my breath and heartbeat... for a while. Slow but loud sounds of footsteps could be heard but they would never reach up to me; as if something or someone was watching me from a fair distance.

I saw a nearby small village in the snowy field and I try to approach it with the strength I had left in me. As I got closer I could hear screams but before I could wonder, I could hear fast footprints...many footsteps.

It was...Grimm.

Beowolves surrounding me; most of them stood waiting for a chance, the others hop sideways to get a better angle to pounce. I stood for several minutes to think of a strategy as I couldn't run from these creatures even if I wanted; I would always try to avoid violence as it's not my first instinct but if it's life threatening I'll do it. One Beowolf slowly moves forward while sniffing its surroundings. It soon dashes at me, along with other two following the attack. The ferocious beasts turned to find nothing, not a remnant of the prey they were set to kill. The surrounding Grimm looked up above them to see something in the air... it was me.

The night sky was nice and a full moon was out and I was in front of the huge ball in the sky. I lifted my head up slightly to fully gaze at the creatures below, giving them a small smile; I guess the dizziness made me think I was a badass all of a sudden. I pressed a small switch on my gauntlet to turn on its true potential. The palm of my left hand lit up blue and hissed a charging sound; the glow soon grew to a ball of energy which was aimed for the creature that struck first. The creatures head was gone, no blood was spilled thankfully; I really can't stand other peoples/creatures blood. Its body dropped of life and lay in the snow slowly turning to black smoke.

I then fired two more blasts at the other couple of Beowolves that joined in to jump me. Headshots. I descended to the cold snow, and I prepared myself for the assault that was about to happen. Three large bodies ran towards me, I fired my blasts; the first shot went to the middle ones legs making it trip head first in the snow, the second went through the torso of the one on my left sending it back where it stood. The third beast was getting close; I had to improvise. I held my right arm back for a good hit; charging my gauntlets power to about five percent which was still quite lethal. My arm launched like a catapult and hut the chest of the creature, sending its body flying and it definitely wasn't getting back up.

Howls could be heard, getting progressively louder. I was sure that was a sign of more coming.

My breath grew heavier "Is...That all...you got?" I could barely talk let alone act cocky, but I couldn't really think about for long as the others were getting prepared to try snack on me. I turned in a complete circle to keep a close eye on all of 'them'. I sent myself flying away a few feet away from the horde, thanks to my Semblance; it was difficult due to my dizziness but I managed to use my telekinesis to increase my jumping height and then push myself away from the circle.

I fired five shots at the area of inner circle the creatures had formed around me. The first shot was a miss, the second hit one in the head; no doubt killing it, the third and fourth shots erased a pack of the Grimm; caused by a chain reaction. For the last shot it knocked back a rather larger Beowolf but that only made it agitated.