This is a RWBY fanfic, enjoy comrades.
Maks just wanted to live in a happy family, He joins the military in search of his long missing father... Alexsandr Senaviev Tachanka. Instead he is thrown into a whole new world of problems.
Disclaimer- I don'...
A rabbit grim scrambles through the lush forest ground searching for a good place to rest. It eventually makes it to a tall and bulky oak tree and lays under its cool shade it provides. Slowly it closes its eyes to rest and sleep.
???: How f*cking big IS THIS FOREST S.G!
Startled, the rabbit grim quickly sprints to take cover in a hole at the side of the oak tree.
???: What do you mean your not a f*ckin tourist guide I thought you said you explored this dam forest!
While the rabbit tries to hide its body in the shadows as much as possible sudden familiar connection flicks in its tiny mask.
The dim red eyes of the grim rabbit slightly glow redder, it's mask grows a little bit bigger with small spikes protruding out of it.
The rabbit's actions are bolder now and it gets close to the entrance of the hole and listens to the voice of the human with its long black slender and fluffy ears.
Dark voice: 'Found you.'
MAKS POV
After relentlessly arguing with S.G, Maks was finally able to find a lost trail that would lead them to the area that S.G wanted to inspect.
Maks: Can't you just lead me out of this forest already. Like couldn't have you Done this yourself, you're a ghost the Grimm can't hurt you!
S.G: First of all, Grimm CAN hurt me. The Grimm are able to smell and detect negative and sad emotions from a soul. Apparently, my soul reeks of it and I too almost died of a bear Grimm when I attempted to adventure out in the deep part of the forest. Second of all, you agreed to help me with my memory's, it was always this part of the forest that I feel strange in and my body starts to vibrate the closer I get to this particular area.
Maks: Cool so you are kinda like a metal detector, should I grab you by the feet and start sweeping your head across the ground?
S:G Not funny... and I don't even know what that is.
After hours of walking and pushing away forest underbrush, they were able to stumble into a big circled clearing in the forest.
Maks: Wow this is kinda creepy, why the hell does none of the trees grow here S.G.... S.G?
After hearing no reply from S.G he turns around. Standing right there is a very blurry version of S.G. His body is slightly twitching and the air around him is vibrating.
Maks: Dude are you okay?
Before Maks could put his hand on his shadowy shoulder S.G's face gained fiery red eyes.
Suddenly S.G slammed his fist into the chest of Maks and launched him deep into the clearing sliding on the grass.
Maks: *pained grunt* What the hell is wrong with you S.G!
S.G: Your buddy isn't here right now. I put him in a time out *chuckles*
The chuckles coming from the dark red-eyed figure sounded different then the voice of S.G. It's laugh gave Maks goosebumps on his arms.
Maks suddenly felt killing intent from the dark figure and ducked into a crouch.
Suddenly the dark figure teleported in front of Maks to swing a fist at him but missed because Maks predicted the attack.
Maks took the chance to retaliate and swung his fist in an uppercut motion into the chin of the dark figure. When his fist made contact with the skin of the shadow chin it felt like Maks punched concrete.
Maks didn't expect for the skin to be that hard and flinched from the sudden pain. This gave the dark figure a chance to hit Maks's opening. Quickly the knee of the dark figure rose and slammed into the chest of Maks sending him 10 feet away.
Maks felt one of his ribs crack and he landed painfully on something hard after the knee attack.
S.G: Heh you know it was a hell of a pain to track this soul for all these years. I couldn't even have hoped to have possessed him but I guess time has been weakening him all these years making him slowly fade bit by bit.
Maks: wha-*huff* do you want from us.
S.G: Oh I don't want anything to do with you. My problem is with this spirit, he caused me quite a bit of trouble when he refused a deal with me. After that I killed him but his sneaky soul got away.
Maks gets up from the ground holding the side of his chest trying to not trigger more pain.
S.G: hmmm your energy is strange like his, a threat. Before I end your sad little life and eat your soul, tell me... what is your name.
The arms of the dark figure turn into long sharp blades. Maks has no weapons and he knows it could easily catch him if he ran.
Maks looks at his hands, they have bloody scratches and dirt all over them.
Maks: it's... it's.
While looking at his hands he sees something shiny and metal below his feet. Maks grabs a part of the weird round object and pulls it out of the dirt.
The dark figure is amused by the futile actions of the human in front of it.
Maks feels weird emotions emitting of the object and he wipes off some of the dirt stuck on it. He then is graced with its identity.
(Not all the green paint is scraped off)
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A green metal helmet with a horizontal line cut in it to act as a visor. Maks remembers a picture that his uncle used to show him. It was a photo of his uncle and father in their solder uniforms taking a photo together.
Maks: father...had a helmet just like this...
Suddenly the dark figure teleports right in front of Maks making a downward swinging motion with its right blade arm aimed for his Head.
The world in Maks's eyes turned black and white while everything stood still. Time had stopped, new and foreign memory's flooded his mind like a tidal wave.
