Hello, there internet! Journeymen here with another chapter for The Paladins Game!

I hope you all enjoy this chapter and unlike the other past couple chapters. I actually have some time to write some more. So get ready for a good length chapter. Also, Man Made King has been posted and three are only three more pilot chapters before the poll ends. So go check out the Arc Chronicles and get to voting!. Now without further ado let's get this chapter going, shall we?

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Comment of the week goes to...ThatWeirdGuyWhoReadsForFun: First off I would like to say glad you like the story, especially the Bloodhound Arc. I had fun writing those chapters. Alright now onto the rest, now while I did pick you for comment of the week. This actually goes to most of the people who were dissatisfied with the last chapter. And I will say that I completely understand and even agree with the fact that I might be clinging a little too much to the source material here. And I apologize for that, but I just felt that Jaundice needs to happen. For any story that has Jaune as he originally was like at the beginning of the show. It was his defining character arc, and what changed him from just the dorky comic relief to a much more sympathetic character and someone I could get behind. (At least for me.) There is simply no Jaune without Jaundice or Jaundice like event in my opinion. Of course, that being said I definitely could have done this better and not stick so close to canon. But we all make mistakes and just have to learn and make something better out of it. Now onto the final section of your review. I actually stopped watching JoJo after Battle Tendency. So I don't really know how stands work and don't really have an interest in them. However Hamon might be different, I will have to think about that.

No Honorable Mentions this time, a lot of the reviews were very similar and I feel like I answered most of your guy's concerns with the comment of the week.

I do not own RWBY or anything else made Roosterteeth…

The clang of steel against steel could be heard as I was in the training room facing off against multiple of the training bots around an hour after classes had finished. Trying to vent my frustrations via some training.

The entire day, I had been Cardin's lapdog/punching bag. Last night he had me do the entirety of the team's homework, which hadn't even been touched for about two weeks. All the while Cardin and his team threw pens or pencils at me and sent the odd insult or two until they eventually decided to pass out and leave me alone.

Then once morning came, I was made to carry all of their bags, without the use of my 'semblance' either. And they had even made it into the game to see who could make my trip the hardest. And once class started they made me sit with them. Were they would continue there games.

Team RWBY sent looked like they wanted to interfere. But it seemed that Blake stopped them. But what might have been worse was that Pyrrha seemed to be avoiding me. It seems that last nights revelation had made her standoffish of me. Which hurt me more than anything Cardin and his goons ever could do. Ren had sent me a message via the game to see if I needed help. But I told him to leave me be for now. He didn't look happy about it. But nonetheless complied.

After classes had ended Cardin had decided to give me a break and set me off while he and his team worked on a 'special gift'. What made it worse was that it seems my efforts have only increased his Grimmification and he has gotten more powerful as a result. At that moment I didn't know if I could beat him if he succumbed to its effects.

Thus I came to the arena, to let off my frustrations off on some bots and to train for that possibility. There were six of them and they were all around the thirty to thirty-five level range. But they were still kicking my ass, despite the level difference. I was currently surrounded by the droids, all of them having their blades out, and I held up my shield constantly looking at the droids waiting for when they will strike. But it seemed that none of them were willing to make a move.

Channeling a Heat Wave I sent it to the droid to my right. But before I could get it off the other five bots came at me while the one I fired at put up a shield and blocked the attack before joining his friends.

Putting up Absorption Shield and recovered some of the AP that I have lost throughout the fight. But I only had so much SP and soon enough I was given the Fatigued effect while also starting to take damage to my health pool.

My frustration built as I was stabbed repeatedly unable to do anything. I started to channel a Shockwave but found myself unable to release it, which only made my frustration grow until the anger inside me grew till I could no longer contain it. "Enough!" I roared and the Shockwave responded as the energy that was building up released with all my pent up aggression and created a dome of force that blasted all the droids away.

Congratulations! You have created the skill Repulse!

Repulse (Rank 1)- A surprise to be sure, but a welcome one. (Generate the energy around you and have it explode outward pushing all enemies away while dealing damage. Can be charged) [100 AP per second of charging]

Closing the screen I glared at the rising droids. But with fatigue still active for another thirty seconds. Every move felt like I was trying to move through quicksand. Glaring balefully at the droids. I slowly raised my shield as they all charged towards me. Only for them all to flop down into the ground as their power was cut off.

Confused, I looked to the podium to find Glynda with her tablet in hand. "Why did you stop the fight?" I asked subconsciously letting my frustration for my current situation bleed into my voice.

"You are in the red." She stated, and my eyes widened before I checked my screen and indeed.

I was in fact now in the red. "Wha-How?" I muttered incoherently.

"You are not the first one to gain tunnel vision while fighting. I'm sure Ms. Xio-Long can tell you that." Glynda said, stepping down from the podium and made her way down the steps.

"Sorry I was just…" I said, but Glynda finished for me.

"Frustrated?" She asked and I nodded my head slowly. "You wouldn't be the first student to vent their frustrations on some robots. I used to do the same thing when I went here." She said and I was mildly surprised. You kinda don't think about your teachers doing stuff like this. You usually think of them as well… teachers. "Yes, though back then I would replace robots with the imbecile that happened to get in my way." She said with a small smile and took a seat at the bottom of the stairs. "Come take a seat." She said, gesturing to the remaining room on the step.

Following her command, I put away my weapons and took my seat next to her. "So, what troubles you?" She asked, and I let loose a deep sigh.

I looked back to the arena. thinking of my words carefully. "Have you ever felt...trapped? Like your in a seemingly impossible situation, and you can't think of a way out. And whats worth is that you led yourself into this situation because of stupid mistake?" I asked, looking to her.

She hummed in acknowledgment. "Yes, many times. Though sad to say it's been mostly bad dates instead of a mission gone bad." She said with a small smile. I involuntarily gave a snort of amusement, before I went back to being solemn.

"How did you get out it?" I asked a little desperation creeping in my voice.

"Well, I usually took a step back, took a deep breath and tried to look at things at a new angle." She said.

"Yes, but what if that doesn't work? What if there was no new angle, what if there is no way out. What if you are trapped." I said, my voice getting more frantic as I continued my questioning.

"There is always a way out," Glynda said, her voice remaining calm and soothing.

"But what if there isn't?" I exploded, standing up away from the step. "What if there is no way out? What if the wall is too high, or the monster too strong. What solution is there that won't cause potential harm to you and your friends? What..what am I supposed to do?" I said the final part defeated, losing almost all of remaining energy.

"Jaune," Glynda said catching my attention. "Is this about your transcripts?" Glynda said, and my eyes widened in shock as I looked at her. But before I could attempt to say anything she cut me off as she continued. "What. did you think that the headmaster or I wouldn't notice?" She said with a single eyebrow raised.

I wanted to say yes, but I instead realized how foolish it was to think that my plan would have worked. They probably had dealt with fake transcripts many times before. It would make sense that they would know a fake from the genuine article. "Point taken, but then why did you guys let me in?" I asked desperately for an answer.

"I almost didn't. I was about ready to toss them with the rest when I saw it." She said with a completely calm demeanor.

"What stopped you?" I asked curiously desperation in my voice.

"Ozpin did." She said with a small smile. I looked at her confused before she elaborated. "Ozpin saw something in you Jaune. He managed to convince me to give you a chance." She said, getting up from the step and facing me. "And now I see what he saw in you." She placed her finger on my chest. "Your heart." She then tapped my forehead. "Your mind." And she finally placed her hand back on the center of my chest. And I saw her hand glow purple and my body responded by going white in kind. "And soul all scream of what you truly are. A Hunter, no matter what some piece of paper says. Never forget that." Glynda then took her hand off of me and began to walk off.

"Thank you." She didn't give a response, at least not a vocal one. But she didn't need to. I knew what I needed to do now. Picking up the leftover droids. I left the training area, I got a text.

~~Hey buddy, I'm going to need you to help me and the team during the field trip tomorrow. -C~~

I smirked, as I texted back my answer.

~~Sure thing... Pal. -J~~

Turning off my scroll, I left the arena and headed for the landing pad. It was time for Leon to pay a couple of visits.

Juniors Club…

Walking up to the entrance of the club. Two of the guards looked at me. "What do you want Leon?" The guard on the left asked.

"I have business with Junior," I said, and the two looked at each other before the guard on the right spoke into his earpiece.

"Boss, Leon is here for you." He said, and I was able to pick up his static reply.

"Let him in." The guard followed is order as he then unlocked the door to the club before letting me inside.

Once inside I was greeted to the sight of the twins, who looked at my new gear. "Ditched the suit?" Miltia asked.

"It wasn't fireproof," I answered, and Miltia looked at me with a raised eyebrow her eyes asking for the story behind it. But I remained silent, and she dropped it reluctantly.

"Well, I like it gives you kind of vigilante look." Melanie supplied, and I couldn't help but picture myself sticking to the shadows, integrating criminals with a voice like gravel, and brooding atop buildings.

"I don't see it," I said as our conversation was cut as we reached the door to Junior's office. Not waiting for any clear to enter, I opened the door and stepped in. And I noticed that there were fewer guards in here than last time.

It seems that I was gaining his trust. "Leon, what do you want?" Junior asked, giving his full attention.

"I would like to ask a couple of favors," I said, taking a seat in the chair across from him.

"Oh, and what would these favors be exactly?" He asked, wary of what I might ask of him. But I could see his slight anticipation of me being indebted to him.

"One, I need any info you can get me on Grimmification. Second, I need a hunter's license. A convincing one if you could." I said, and Junior nodded his head.

"I already had a license made for you, figured that you might need it." He said, snapping his fingers and one of the guards left the room.

"As for the other thing that might take a day or…" He started to explain.

"I want it tonight." I cut him off, and Junior frowned.

"It doesn't work that way kid. Gathering information takes time." He tried to explain.

"Junior, your the best info broker in Vale. And you're telling me that you don't have every single secrete stored away in some closet somewhere?" I said, and I smirked. "Maybe I should go ask the spider if she knows anything," I said, and I saw Junior's eyes go wide.

Ever since I have gotten wrapped up in this whole underworld business. I decided to gather as much info on high profile people as possible. Turns out it was really hard to gather info by yourself. The only people I know are Torchwick and the Spider. The former because he is plastered over the news. The latter because I had overheard them talking about there auntie. "So, what's it going to be?" I asked, and he grimaced.

Just then the guard from earlier came in holding my hunter's license. With it, I could get into a lot of places. And even go on actual missions. Which was a nice bonus. "Thanks, now about that info?" I questioned, and Junior gave a sigh. Before he opened one of his drawers and pulled out a scroll and set it down on his desk.

I grabbed the scroll and made the motion of putting it in my pocket while actually storing it in my inventory. Same with my fake i.d. "Thanks, I owe you one," I said, before getting up and walking out of the office and out of the club. Once I was outside I pulled out the scroll, opened the first folder that I saw and began to read.

Grimmification and Its History #1

By: DR. Grey

11/14/42 AW

The First Case of Grimmification just like the appearance of Grimm has no decisive origin. However, it is speculated by historians to have arrived a little while after the Grimm themselves. There are many theories as to what causes it. Ancient humans and Faunus claimed that it was a curse given by a witch. While others say it is a curse meant to punish the damned. One of the more prevalent theories is that it is a result of Grimm bacteria. Though the most sensible, little evidence has proven this theory. The most prevalent theory is that it is the corruption of the soul. For more info go to Redacted

"Damn it." I mentally cursed as I searched through the folders. Finding what I was looking for I opened the folder and began to read.

Grimmification and Its Effects #1

By: DR. Grey

As of 6/17/66 AW., All tests on Grimmification has been deemed inhumane and have been terminated and all previous research has been destroyed.

"What kinda shit is this?" I scream as I look through the other folders and find that most have been scrubbed of almost everything. "Damn it, Junior." I cursed leaving the scroll in my inventory.

What was I supposed to do now? If Junior doesn't have the info I need, where else could I go to? It's not like I actually knew how to contact the spider. Sighing in frustration, I was about to close my inventory before I noticed the folder that I had taken from the underground lab. Pulling it out from my inventory, I went to a secure spot away from the many eyes of people. I opened it up and read the first page.

The Grimmification Process #1

By Dr. Grey

2/4/61 AW

The Process of Grimmification has always been a subject of mystery and superstition. But like Dr. Merlot always says "There is no mystery that science cannot solve." And I cannot help but agree. But still, this is possibly the most daunting task I have ever been given and can make or break my career as a scientist. But we Grey's are men of science, always have been and always will be. So I shall pick up where my father left off. First off I would like to say that my father was a brilliant man. But I believe that was a little to...spiritual. And this would not be the first time he let his views guide his work. But I am not like him and believe that the soul has nothing to do with Grimmification. No, the answer is blood. 'Grimm Blood' to be specific. You see, I was gifted with a recently dead body of someone who recently died after Grimmification. And as I worked against the clock. As like the Grimm themselves, they to turn to ash. I found that all of there blood had been changed down to the cellular level, giving it the appearance of an oily black liquid. And upon further testing on a captured Grimm. We found that this liquid can not only heal their wounds but can produce other Grimm. Something we found out via rather unfortunate means. But nevertheless, it seems that we have reached a breakthrough. Further testing is required of course. But we very well might have not only stumbled upon what causes Grimmification. But what causes births the Grimm themselves.

"The potential origin of Grimm?" I thought to myself shocked, why something like that would be groundbreaking if we knew what gave birth the Grimm. Then we could make some substantial progress against the creatures of darkness.

But that begs the question of why this isn't public knowledge. Sure there could be the argument of mass hysteria. But would that really be the case? To know what makes our greatest enemy. It would be a cause for celebration. It should at the very least be told to outlining villages and to hunters. Maybe there wasn't any correlation? Maybe Dr. Grey wasn't able to find any correlation and it was dumped.

Or maybe Dr. Grey kept the information to himself? I guess there was really only one way to find out. Continuing to the next document. This one having a picture of a pig, and a chimpanzee attached with a paperclip.

The Grimmification Process #2

By Dr. Grey

3/14/61 AW

We have started to test the effects of Grimm Blood on animals, pigs and chimpanzees to be specific. And what we have found is fascinating. Given a substantial amount of 'Grimm Blood' we had found that the pig started to transform into a Boarbatusk. And after sending out our specimen to the Grimm research branch. They confirmed to us that it was indeed a hybrid of a pig and a Boarbatusk. And when we did the same to some chimpanzees we found that they transformed into Wranglers. Could this be how Grimm was formed? Wild animals coming across this liquid in the wild and ingested it in some form becoming the Grimm we know today? But how would that explain the Grimm that aren't connected strictly to animals that we know of? Could some of them be the results of some humans falling completely to the effects of Grimmification? Or maybe the 'Grimm Blood' can act like as some sort of Genetic Computer, storing and mixing various DNA it comes across. More research is required on this subject. But one thing is clear, Mr. Merlott should be very happy with our progress. Maybe he will even increase our funding.

So he did find some correlation. But then why isn't this stuff incorporated into our classes at Beacon? Maybe were taught later on, or possibly in combat school. But shouldn't this be one of the first things we learn in Grimm Studies? Maybe Professor Port has been neglecting his duties. The only way to find out is to continue. Going to the next page. I saw a variety of photos of Dead animals and Humans.

The Grimmification Process #3

By. Dr. Grey

11/28/61 AW

Progress has been slow ever since those two initial months, but that is not to say that it has not been made. And with our division finally being given permission to experiment with humans and Faunus corpses. Something that my colleagues and I agree upon as something necessary for our survival as a species. No matter how we may feel. And the fact that I have become the head of our district. I feel that we are close to another breakthrough. We have furthered our research on the matter and have found further evidence that 'Grimm Blood' Is what caused the first Grimm to appear in this world. And continues to produce new Grimm and species. As after exposing an isolated strain of 'Grimm Blood' to a tapeworm, and then a leach. The isolated strain then started to produce what we have dubbed the Necromorph after studies showed it keen interest in dead bodies so that it may turn the carcasses into hosts for the Grimm. Further studies have shown that when 'Grimm Blood' makes contact with a dead body. The blood will just consume the host to add to its own mass. Testing has shown that 'Grimm Blood' Shall consume any dead organisms. But will not actively seek it out, and instead try to use the Grimm it produces to bring it's substance, acting like a queen bee would to its workers. Leaving us to believe that these pools of liquid are actually Grimm themselves. And have thus been dubbed 'Grimm Zero' or just 'Zero' as they show to be the first Grimm. And have given instructions to the heads of the kingdom to take heed. As these pools will continue to grow as much as possible to spawn bigger and deadlier Grimm.

"So the Grimm are a hive mind?" Shuttering at the thought of the Grimm having a central intelligence, to have a mind behind the mindless beasts? Not something I like to think about. But I also released a breath of relief. So the kingdoms were informed. It seemed like I was just overreacting, we would probably be taught about it later in schools.

But unfortunately for me, I needed to know now. So I opened continued to read through the pages learning more and more. From these notes, it seemed that Grimmification didn't work on dead people. Unless they have been dead for less than twenty-four hours. In which case, the Zero would take control of the body and have it attack anything near like a zombie. But if that body had there Aura unlocked before they died. Were able to fight off the effects.

Instead, it trapped the Zero before turning the body into an oven boiling the Zero and trapping the gas inside the body until it is violently expelled from the body once the remaining aura leaves the body.

However, without live test subjects that they wouldn't be able to get any more progress. And I thought it might be the end of it. Until I read the next entry. And what I read disgusted me. After an incident when one of the zombies managed to get his jaws on one of the guards.

It was revealed that he was undergoing the effects of Grimmification. And it was then that certain accidents started to happen around the facility. Were they would then be quarantined and studied. But it didn't stop there.

He started to take prisoners, and "Other people no one will notice if they go missing." As he had said. But what really made my blood boil. Was the fact that he started to target people with Aura. Whether they are retired Hunters, random civilians who had it unlocked for various reasons, and he even started to take kids from combat schools.

All people who while they had Aura. Could not defend themselves. All to study the effects of Grimmification and the 'betterment of science'. It sickened me that he was able to get results. Results that I needed to see.

So I continued to read the entries. In the first stages, someone who is under Grimmification is almost completely normal. The only difference is that they have shorter tempers and increased strength and heightened reflexes. However, the cost of this was that without Aura, the Zero would slowly take over before they were eventually turned into a Grimm that they had dubbed Ravenger.

Soon enough I came upon the last entry. It didn't have information, but it did bring a smile to my face. It seemed that the new headmaster at the time Ozpin. Had found out about Dr. Grey's experiments, and brought the full force of Vale and Beacon on his operations.

Almost all of his research was confiscated and issued a warrant an issue for his arrest. He was barely able to escape with what he could carry. But it seemed he had a kindred spirit in Merlot, as the man had given him a more discreet laboratory.

Were he could continue his research, and start on project Cardinal. That is until I came in and busted his little operation. Closing the folder, I put it back in my inventory before I headed off to the police station. I had to go talk to a certain doctor.

So turns out there were a lot of precincts in Vale, seventy-seven in fact. And not one of them held the doctor. As it turned out that he had just been recently been transferred to the Blackmire prison. A prison for individuals who have Aura.

So stopping at the prison front gates. I looked around and waved at one of the security cameras. "Visiting hours are over. Please leave." A voice over the intercom said, and I pulled out my I.D.

"I'm here on Hunter business. I need to speak to one of your prisoners." I said, lowering my voice by a couple of octaves, and there was a couple of minutes of silence.

"Very well, we will send someone to escort you. But you will need to leave any weapons you have with us." The voice and I nodded my head as four guards came to the gate. I handed my sword and pistol to one of them, and he quickly left to go deposit them. While the other patted me down to make sure that I didn't have anything else. And once I was cleared, they proceed to walk with me into the prison. Until I ran into the Warden.

Arlo Winchester [Crippled]

Lvl: 34

Main Title: The Clipped Cardenal

Sub-Title: The Warden

Hp: 1425/1425

AP: 6900/6900

SP: 190/190

Str: 66 (19)

Dex: 58 (16)

Vig: 76 (21)

Int:78 (138)

Wis: 65 (114)

Luck: 22 (39)

Chr: 162 (284)

Older of ? and brother in law of ?. Arlo was the original heir to the Winchester company. But after an incident, he became a cripple and was unable to produce more heirs or even walk, and after? betrayed the family. He was forced to pass down his title to his twin.

I internally winced as I read that bit of info. To think someone with that much luck to have such an unlucky life. Fate was indeed cruel.

Looking at the man, he looked to be in his mid-forties, with grey streaks in his burnt orange hair and a well-trimmed beard. He wore a fine black suit with gold lining and red trim with a cardinal pin on his left breast. But to my surprise, he was standing, even with the aid of the cane. It was surprising considering what I read from his bio.

Walking up to the man, I gestured my hand. "Hello sir, my name is Leon," I said, and Arlo gave a smile in return.

"My name is Arlo Winchester. But you can just call me Arlo." He replied, shaking my hand with a surprisingly strong grip.

"Are you by chance related to Cardin Winchester?" I said, jumping to a small conclusion. But by the look in his eyes, it seems I was correct.

"Ah, you know of Henry's boy?" He asked, letting go of my hand as we began to walk.

"I know of his reputation, yes, one of my own relatives is in the same year as him," I said and Arlo gave a bit of a sorrowful nod.

"Yes, you must forgive the boy. He has a lot resting on his soldiers as the only heir." He apologized I nodded my head.

My heart went out to Cardin, I knew what it was like trying to live a family name. I was lucky to have a supportive family who was just happy with me being me. But Cardin might not have been. "I understand, but we are not here to talk about matters of family," I said, cutting off the small talk/ information gathering.

"Ah, yes you wished to talk to one of my prisoners?" He asked and I nodded my head.

"Yes, Donovan is his name. I was told he was in your charge." I said, and he hummed in acknowledgment.

"Yes, may I ask what need you have of him?" Arlo inquired.

"I need to ask him a couple of questions," I answered, not wanting to give away any more info. He nodded his head.

"We shall go fetch him if you don't mind following this man here." He gestured to one of the guards. I gave a nod to Arlo before I followed the guard as we walked past some of the cells and I got a decent look at some of the prisoners.

They were all wearing the classic orange jumpsuits, but what was surprising was the metal chokers on all of their necks. "What are those for?" I asked looking at one prisoner in particular who was glaring at me with his one good eye as we walked by.

"There to cut off there Aura." He replied, and I nodded my head in acknowledgment before we continued on in silence. And we were eventually led into an interrogation room. With Arlo and his guards looking into the window were Donovan was currently sitting in a chair handcuffed and with a mask over his mouth. "He bit off one of the guard's fingers," Arlo answered my unasked question.

"Great, so he is literally a mad scientist." I thought to myself before walking to the door. One of the guards let me in before closing the door and I heard a soft click as he locked. "Donovan, or should I refer to you as Dr. Grey?" I asked, and he chuckled.

"Ah, a fan of my work are you?" He said, and I smiled as I brought the folder from my inventory. "Read everything, though I have to say. I don't like being left on cliffhangers." I said, throwing the folder on the table and he smiled.

"Ah, I see that you brought me my research. Thank you I was worried I was going to have to start all over again" He said and went to reach for the folder but I grabbed it before he could.

"Hold on one second. I got a couple of questions for you." I said and he frowned before he sat back in his seat.

"Ask away." He said. "What is project Cardinal," I said, and he gave a chuckle.

"Well, to answer that I need to ask you, something boy." He leaned forward. "What do you know about bloodlines?" He asked and I could almost feel his grin.

"What are you on about?" I demanded.

"It's just a simple question, something that you should have been taught in the academy." He said waving his mind in a dismissive gesture.

"Let's just say I didn't become a huntsman through normal means," I said with a bit of a growl to add to my intimidation factor.

He looked me up and down, unaffected. "Clearly, well then I guess I will just have to teach you." He gave a sigh and his tone was extremely patronizing. But I just sent him a cold glare to show him I was unaffected by the insults. "Well you see, bloodlines are special abilities or traits that are passed off every generation. Take the Schnee's for example, they all have the same hair color and share the same semblance. And it's because of their bloodlines. That they probably have the best understanding of there semblances and use them to their fullest." He explained, and I nodded my head along.

"So project Cardinal was related to a bloodline?" I asked, and he nodded his head eagerly.

"You catch on quick. Yes, it did involve a bloodline, a very unique bloodline." He said, taking a pause for dramatic effect. "Tell me, what do you know about the Winchester family?" He asked, in genuine curiosity.

"I know that one is currently your warden," I said, my eyes shifting to the glass, I was unable to see him. At least not without Aura sight but I knew he was listening in.

"Yes, as I have been made aware." He said discontented, looking towards the mirror just as I was.

"But were you aware that they too have a bloodline? Quite an amazing one I might add." He said, looking back at me with mirth in his eyes.

"You see when most people had come under contact with Zero. They would eventually fall under Grimmification, no matter how strong they were. Even if you had Aura. Zero would either it siphon it from your body until you die. Or, you would explode." He explained, and I suddenly felt a tickle in the back of my throat. "But the Winchesters, they are different. They are able to form symbiotic relationships with Zero." He said, and I suddenly started to cough.

You have been afflicted with the status Poisoned. You have 30 seconds until you are rendered unconscious

My eyes widened as I looked around to see that from the vents a green gas, was pouring in. Looking at Donovan, I realized that he was unaffected by the gas, thanks to what I now realized was a gas mask. "So, the Winchesters and I reached an agreement. They fund my research. And I help them in unlocking their full potential." I grabbed the table, in order to stabilize myself.

But I found myself unable to do anything else. As the scientists proceed to remove his handcuffs. "You put a major dent in my studies. But I will accept your apology in the form of becoming my first test subject, in my new lab." I glared at him as my limbs shut down on me and I collapsed to the floor. "It will be a pleasure to work with you." That was the last thing I heard before I fell into unconsciousness.

Ooo, leaving things off on a cliffhanger. I would like to say I'm sorry… but I'm not. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this chapter. And if you do please leave a review. Also, don't forget to check out the Arc Chronicles for what new story you want. And once you decide you can vote for it in the poll on the front page. Until next time, this is Journeymen signing off!