two figures walked into the village, at first glance, they looked very similar, but if you took a closer look the differences were astounding.
the first boy had blue eyes and a cheerful expression, his dirty blond hair almost glowed in the sunlight , on his back was a bow and a quiver full of arrows. his dirty jeans and tee shirt did little to darken his complexion. he strode forwards happily, as if he was overjoyed to take the next step.
the second boy radiated darkness, his green eyes took in the town as if he hated it. his red brown hair was wild and uncombed and two goat horns protruded from his head. his black leather jacket was dirty, and his jeans were ripped in one knee. a gun and a yellow object hung from his belt. he shuffled forward slowly as if each step pained him.
the two boys walked through the town in the setting sun. finding a tavern, they both walked in and sat down. the bartender walked up to them.
"what can i get you boys today?" he said the first boy looked at the second, who stared at the floor.
"water, for both of us." the first said. the bartender nodded and walked away.
a second man walked into the room, he had brown hair and a large broadsword. he took a stool next to the boys.
"good evening," he said the first boy waved, but the faunus glared at the man. who nodded and turned his head, the bartender came back with the drinks.
"are you a huntsman?" the first boy asked, the huntsman nodded.
"four years in beacon academy and four times that as a professional." he said, the second boy grunted, then stiffened. the first boy spun around.
"what is it?" he asked. suddenly screams came from outside. the first boy spun around in his chair and rushed for the door, the second boy following quickly.
Beowulf crawled through the streets, a rinedeath charging after them the first boy drew his bow.
"take the big guy, i got the little ones." he said the second boy nodded and rushed for the rinedeath, the first shooting at the Beowulf.
the faunus leapt onto the monsters head, drawing his gun and shooting at the white armor of the grimm, who kicked his head back to dislodge him. the green eyed boy landed on the floor behind the grimm, putting the gun away he pulled out the yellow object which extended into a staff. he spun the black handled weapon in the air and brought it down on the nose of the monster, swinging it again, he knocked off the grimm's horn, causing it to bellow in pain, clasping his staff the boy pulled out his gun again, shooting at the hole in the monsters armor that he had formed, the grimm roared and kicked, thrashing as the faunus shot at its face.
then it fell and lay still, black smoke rising as the body disintegrated. the boy turned from the dead grimm, and shot the remaining beowulfs. the first boy nodded his thanks and turned back to the inn, the huntsman and bartender stood, shocked.
"who are you." the bartender said, the townspeople gathered around the vanishing monsters.
"i am Gregory Curtis and he is." the first boy started, but the faunus held up his hand.
" i am Daniel Samuels."