A Boy? A Grim? One who is a Reaper of Grim!

Ruby pov;

Location: south south west of vale

"AAAHH! RUBY WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE." Yang complained. "We've been here forever and nothing, absolutely nothing. This is supposed to be a heavily grim infested area and so far in the weeks we've spent searching, nothing. We haven't so much as seen any sign of any grim of any sort!"

"Yang we're here to find out why there's no grim here. Think about it, whatever can make every grim in this quadrant disappear overnight could help the four kingdoms expand." I explained for the hundredth time, Getting fairly annoyed by everyone's endless complaining. "And that's why every hunter and huntress is currently partaking in this mission. If it wasn't for the fact that prof. Ospin believes that the White Fang may be involved we would be patrolling Vale's borders like all the other first years."

"I get that but I'm bored of finding nothing, we don't even know what we're looking for!" Continued Yang

"Yang we will know it when we see it. So could you please stop complaining every five minutes." Blake bluntly interrupted. Blake up to this point had been fairly quiet on the mater, but this outburst only prompted to get Weiss to start complaining on how much she wanted a soft bed and a good shower. At this point I stopped listening we were tired and miserable. It had been raining for days but were told to continue our search despite the bad weather. That just showed how concerned the council and the army was of the sudden disappearance of all the grim in the my team continued to argue amongst themselves and me trying to brake them up, no one noticed the flash flood until it was to late.

A week into the search Blake pointed out that we should climb up the various hills and mountains in our search perimeter and use the height advantage to look for anything out of the ordinary, instead of blindly searching the forest. Having rained for several days now, climbing up this particularly large hill with a large clearing on the peak had been difficult until we found a river that had a rocky shore which offered better footing then the steep muddy animal trail we were using.

The clearing must have been a lake and the heavy rainfall must have caused the water to swell to the point where the mouth of the river gave, I surmised as the sudden flood water came crashing down on us.

Trying desperately to stay together amidst the turmoil to no avail, the river swept and scattered us. In between breaths I tried calling my team, but trying to keep my head above water was all I could do, eventually I passed out after hitting a rock.

When I woke up I din't even have time to get my bearings for the first thing I noticed was the hoard of grim surrounding me, I instinctively reached for Crimson rose only to find it missing. "YANG! WEISS! BLAKE!" I yelled over and over as I dodged attacks and desperately searched for my weapon in hopes it washed ashore nearby. After coming to a bend upstream I found the object of my search, with weapon in hand I prepared myself only to have a pack of Goliath's, like the ones that prof Oobleck showed me on mount Glenn, came stampeding from farther upstream. The first thing that came to mind was "RUN!" The second was that these behemoths seemed to be running away from something, witch prompted me to run faster but not fast enough. Using larger grim from the first pack as mounts in a desperate attempt to flee the stampede I soon found myself face to face with a cliff walls in front and to my right the river to my left continued into a cave. Out of options I was about to jump into the cave when a black and silver blur bounced off the cliff wall followed by a roar and death cries coming from the stampeding grim.

By the time I turned around to see what was happening it was over, and only a lone figure stood. At first I mistook my saviour for a faunus, it was only after I got closer that I realized that this was no person. With glowing starlight silver eyes, skin a darker black then the darkest of nights with a lacework like pattern of the same silver colour as his eyes, a crimson red mask similar to that of a grim, claws protruding from his fingers and a long tail that had razor sharp spikes that made it look like a bladed whip tipped by what resembled Pyrrha's spear. I froze, before me stood a creature that resembled so much like a new undiscovered creature of Grimm but much more powerful. And as I stared at this creature in aw it walked over to it closest kill and began to eat it.