(Grey has pale white skin and bluegreen eye's. She has black hair with light brown highlights. Her armor is a grey leather duster and a kevlar chest plate. She weres grey leather pants. Her shoes are grey converse. Height is 5:4.)
As I sit waiting on this tree for grim to show, I think to myself which arrow should I use what angel should it be from. But theirs no more time to dwell, a beowolf pack showed up a couple hundred yards away. I ready my bow and shoot. The arrow meets the eye of an unsuspecting grimm. The rest of the pack howl for the lost of their mate.
They sniff the arrow, and I meet the eyes of one. My body stiffens while I use my semblence to go invisible. The beowolf then goes back to sniffing the air, untill two arrow's go through both its nose and left eye.
They figure out were I am and start charging for my position. I change my bow to a double spear bow staff. I lunge off the tree to connect the spear end of my staff to a wolfs skull. I pull my staff through the vanishing body. Two of them come at me from different directions. So I put the spear end into the left ones chest, I then run up the torso of the right one. I back flip, pulling my staff out of the left one's chest and strike through its head.
The wolf started to strike at me, and one last grimm joined its pack. My staff is stuck in the ground, I try to pull it out only to be swiped at by the grim, knocking me to the ground and making me visible again.
Thats when I heard a sound of an assault rifle tearing apart the grimm behind me. A sword comes bursting out the heart of the wolf in front of me. The grimm body collapse's to the ground, only to reveal the annoyed expression of my step sister. With her southern accent she say's "What in tarnation are you doing out here?!" I can't seem to form full words and just stutter, while my voice gets quieter and quieter.
My sisters expression changes to a soft friendly smirk.
"Was my entry exam into beacon to boring's for you?"
"Ummmm... yes" I say softly.
"I watched your exam all the way till the ending!."
"That's because there was a good chance I wouldn't make it."
"Now don't talk about yourself that way, 23 outa fifty ain't bad."
"Say's the one who most likely got first!"
"If you stayed there, you would know I got third."
"I'am.. sorry Axel."
"Its fine sugercube."
I could tell it was not fine, her eyes read nothing but anger. She then walks closer to me, while putting her arms in a hug like motion. Only to wrap one arm around my neck and the other began to noogie me.
"Plea please stop?"
"All right, now lets go home dad promised us some ice cream's."
I walk to my spear and, try to pull it out with all my strength, but to no avail.
"Need some help's?"
I shake my head yes, shamefully. With that she walks slowly towards my spear. When she get's there she yanks it out with one hand and hands it to me.
"Now come on sugercube I wanna get home!"
