Chapter 1 - A girl..

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Beacon Academy, an amazing place. In other words, a school for those to rise up and protect those who cannot protect themselves. From what? From the creatures of the night; the Grimm. (Y/N) was one of the many who dreamed of getting into the school, but unlike many, she was DETERMINED to get into the school. From the second she learned of the Grimm and Beacon, (Y/N) promised herself to get into Beacon Academy and become a huntress, even if it meant at the expense of even her own life. She was told that her semblance would determine whether she got into Beacon or not; she didn't believe so. Her semblance was quite amazing actually. She was able to affect the gravity of anything she so desired, but like everyone else, she would have to learn to hone her skills. Everything would be normal, right? Hah! Think again.

(Y/N)'s 8th Birthday (she's turning eight, although I assume that you were able to understand that without context; but for those who did not know, well there you go). Everything was supposed to go as planned, but instead of the perfect day that everybody had envisioned, it was a day to mourn and to suffer. The Grimm had attacked the town that the (L/N) family had resided in for nearly 2 whole generations. She was forced to run off into the forest, dragged by her father who used his body to shield her. The ruthless and merciless beasts of the night had pounced on her father while he used his body to shield her. (Y/N)'s father could not take anymore and had fallen victim to the beasts, but not before hiding (Y/N)'s small body under his own.. and then he closed his eyes, hoping his little girl would be saved by somebody, something, anything!

For hours, (Y/N) was sheltered under her father's corpse. Clutching onto the lifeless body's torso, crying silently. Hot tears streaming down her face, but no sounds made, fearing the beasts would find her.. but instead of a Grimm discovering the girl, a person. Footsteps slowly approached the corpse, rolling it over.. only to find a tiny girl curled up in a ball, shaking, trembling and crying. (Y/N)'s cheeks were red, her eyes bloodshot from crying and her nose running. It wasn't a pretty sight, but to the person who had discovered her it was a heart breaking sight.

Suddenly, voices began speaking, "Hey, what'd you find?" The voice of a male spoke up.

"A girl.."

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