Team CMSN (Crimson) - Character Introduction

Character Introduction 3 - Shade Nacht

You calmly walk through the streets of a small village just outside of the city Vale. You being a 17-year-old boy, almost a man, dressed in all black. You did look intimidating, with that trench coat of yours and that black fedora. A pair of sunglasses and a toothpick being twirled around in the corner of your mouth gave your style the finishing look. You never really didn't wear that pair of sunglasses. It was kind of your signature look, made you stand out.

The huge, midnight-black sniper rifle that you were carrying on your back, didn't really help make people feel more comfortable around you. You didn't really mind that though. "Mitternacht", as you accurately named the rifle, was made by you. You had somewhat of a passion for weapons. You always felt like they were an extension of one's soul. Especially here in remnant, where a weapon is made to help the bearer as much as possible. Weapons in remnant were truly individual, that's what you like about them.

You also carried two knives. Nothing too special, but still useful in close combat situations. However, you preferred the long-range, high-impact sniper rifle, which you built with your father. He as well had a bit of a knack for weapons.

And now you would go to a place where you could experience that variety first hand. Beacon Academy. One of the four schools, training huntsmen and huntresses, who in return keep the world safe from evil. You loved the tales about heroes, and now you were on the way to becoming one.

The loud ringing of a bell catches your attention. It was an alarm bell, instantly the streets start to empty. People running past you, trying to get to safety. Then you hear the roar. 'Grimm', you think to yourself, grabbing Mitternacht and loading a clip into it.

Click

You: "Come at me."

You smile confidently. The stock placed comfortably against your shoulder. As the first of the Grimm appears you open fire.

Bang, click, bang, click, bang

The Beowolves all fall, as you continue to empty your cartridge. Blasting away Grimm one after another, however, they keep showing up and at some point, you realize that you used all the rounds you had with you. Annoyed at your bad preparation for your trip, you ready yourself to go into close combat, which isn't your strength. With both the knives in your hand, you get yourself into a defensive position, slightly nervous at the fact that your knives were way shorter than the claws of the Grimm.

As the first Beowolve pounced at you, you swallowed down that feeling and ducked, letting him pass over you. As he did you sliced the entire length of his stomach, leaving two lines in him before he evaporated, as they always do once killed. You look at the dead Grimm, before getting pulled back into the fight by the howl of the two other Beowolves still standing.

In one motion you turn and throw your knives at the two remaining beasts. One of them lands a hit, right between the eyes of the monster and it instantly started to turn to a black cloud. The other knife wasn't as well placed. You see it get stuck in a tree behind its original target. You started to blush of embarrassment. 'This is how I leave this world... After hitting a tree with my knife trying to look all cool.' You readied yourself for the claws ripping you to shreds, but before that happened...

bang

You open your eyes to see a quarter of the Beowolves face missing. It stumbles and falls, vanishing within a few seconds. You turn to look at the direction the shot came from, but whoever saved you wasn't there anymore. All you see is a few red rose petals, which were being blown around by the wind. You shrug as you go to pick up your knives and continue on walking.

Next stop, Downtown Vale to take the Airship to Beacon.