The Grimm Hound tries to kidnap Oscar only for Gerald and the other Grimm pets to stop it before it gets away.
Jaune: Oscar! *draws Crocea Mors and revs up the Hoverbike*
Yang: Wait no! He’s using Oscar as a shield!
Jaune: Wait… is this one like…?
Ren: *points Stormflower at the Hound* Let him go!
The Hound: (growls and grunts) …..No.
Ren gasps in horror, both Yang and Jaune’s eyes widen in shock as well. This Grimm had not only exhibited a capacity for high intelligence, but also could speak.
The Hound begins to walk away with the unconscious boy in hand, but before it could move any further, it stopped in its tracks.
It smelled a new scent, several. They weren’t human or faunus. There were Grimm nearby….
*whistle*
“Oi dipshit!”
The Hound turns towards the direction of the voice and is immediately met with a can to the face. The offending object falls to the ground, clanging on to the street.
“Up here!”
The Hound looks up and sees that the voice was coming from up high on one of the light posts… from a Grimm parrot.
Eric: Ha! And they were saying you’s was smart! My beak! Can’t even dodge a tin can!
The Hound: (growls)
The Hound crouches down and instantly it leaps up at the light post in anger.
Eric: Oh shit! *flies away*
The Hound: (growls) *leaps to the ground*
Jaune: Eric?! What are you doing here?!
Eric: Asking myself the damn same question! AH! *avoids a swipe from the Hound* What the hell’s takin’ so long you big lug?! Get over here already!
The Hound is about to strike once more at the flying pest. But before he could, another scent appeared. It was approaching, no… charging. Fast!
Before it could react, the Hound gets rammed by a large mass that hits its left side, causing it to slides on the street.
The Hound shakes its head and looks forward, sniffing the air. This was another Grimm. A BIG one!
Rising on its two hind legs, the large mass reveals itself to be a larger than average Ursa Major.
But to some, it was referred only as-
Jaune: Gerald!
Gerald: *ROAR!*
Eric: *lands on another light post* About fuckin’ time ya got here! The hell took ya so dang long?
The Hound: (growls)
Gerald: (growls)
Gerald lands back to stand on all fours again, preparing for another charge.
The Hound having no patience to waste any more time here, it forced its body to contort until two wings formed on its back.
Leaping to the air, the Hound leaps into the air with Oscar and-
“SQUAK!”
The Hound growls as if feels one of its legs being held back, turning it meets the gaze of a very large Nevermore, staring at the Hound with its cockeyed gaze.
Jeremy: SQUAK!
With a mighty tug the Hound found itself being pulled along and thrown back towards the ground at high speeds.
*CRASH!*
The Hound: (groans and growls)
The Hound gets up, still holding onto the farm boy that its master wanted. It shakes head for any rumble off and before it can do anything else, the Hound gets leaped onto by a mere Beowul from behind.
Ben claws at the Hounds’ face and neck, then bites down onto its neck, causing the Hound to cry out in pain!
The Hound let out an angry roar! It reaches behind its back and grabs onto this damned traitor’s fur sinking its claws into its skin.
Ben: *Pained growl*
The Hound now having a tight hold of the Beowulf, flings the beast over its shoulders and into a nearby wall!
Ben: *pained whine*
The Hound: (growl) ...Bad Dog!
Ben struggles to get up, it lets out a howl but the Hound steps on his chest. The Hound lets out a loud roar to assert dominance, expecting the Beowulf to whimper or back down. What the Hound instead found was that the Beowulf stared coldly at the Hounds gaze, even going as far bare his teeth at it, showing it that there’d be no surrendering.
The Hound: …Foolish.
It cocks back its claw, planning to finish off this defiant Beowulf off once me for all.
But before it could, the Hound smelt a familiar scent. It found itself being rammed into again by that damned Ursa once again.
The Hound found itself being in a wrestling match with this Ursa, its overall size giving a clear advantage. It tries to claw at the Ursa’s sides but Gerald has been in many fights before with other Grimm, so his fur was thick and not so easily pierced.
Gerald slams the Hound into the ground and sinks his teeth into its muscular neck!
The Hound: *Pained Roar!*
Gerald doesn’t relent, and keeps biting until he tears a piece of flesh from the Hound’s neck!
The Hound lets out a howl of pain, slowly turning into a painful whine.
The Hound: …Finish… it.
Gerald spits out the flesh that he had in his mouth, he stares into the Hound, as it lays down vulnerable… weak.
Gerald: (growls)
The Hound feels the Ursa press it’s paw firmly against its body, leans down towards him and…
Grabs the unconscious Farm Boy from its grasp.
The Hound could do nothing, it lay there not having the strength to even fight back, having sustained such serious injuries from the many Grim that now surrounded it.
Gerald holds Oscar by his jacket collar, he releases another menacing growl towards the Hound, a warning.
Then after the Hound later it’s head back down, Gerald and his pack left the Hound on the ground in its shame.
Eric: I still think ya outta finish off that bastard by the way.
Gerald: (growl)
Eric: Oh don’t ya give me that! Ya know damn well that I ain’t crazy enough to try to finish the job myself.
Ben: (pants… barks!)
Eric: I was plenty useful! Given that I had ta distract his ass when you bastards were takin’ forever to get here.
Jeremy: SQUAK!
Eric: I hate all ya’s…..
Yang: Jaune. What the hell did we just see?
Jaune: Pretty sure it was a Grimm throw down.
Ren: But how did they know we were here?
Gerald: Rah! *drops Oscar in front of them*
Jaune: Instinct? Look, let’s just get Oscar out of here and continue to evacuate Mantle. Sound good?
Yang: Ok… man, am I glad we didn’t throw out the big guy when he was just a cub. Or his brothers.
Eric: *lands on her shoulders* Oh please. You wouldn’t be able to resist our good looks Toots.
Yang: *eyes turn crimson* Call me that again, and I’m turning you into fried Chicken…
Eric: Alright! Alright! Yeesh, and you’re supposed to be the funny one. *flies off her shoulder*
Gerald: Rahhh!
-Fin-
A/N: Never done a Grimm brawl of this magnitude before, I hope it reaches up to y’all’s standards. It was really fun to make this and hey, I’m glad that I was able to make something with Gerald and everyone in it again!
