6 Chapter 6

Silver white light and burning pain. It completely overshadowed the joy at being reunited briefly with Weiss and her realising you were you.

Your meeting with your friend must have lasted seconds at most, before terror and pain flooded your veins and your eyesight was drowned out by the searing light that burned away at you.

You barely remember fleeing. You barely remember collapsing at some point after making a mad dash through the air as far away as you could.

Pain, terror, pain, terror, pain, terror.

And then blissful comforting darkness as your wings gave out and you collapsed wherever you had made it to and lost consciousness.

Honestly, it was becoming a bit of a running theme for you at this point to be fading in and out of consciousness after bouts of bad luck. This time though, the passage of time was much longer. You don't know how you could tell, considering you were barely awake for a few seconds a time out of a dozen or so spells of being conscious, you just could.

Maybe it had to do with being a Grimm now?

Bit by bit though, the searing pain that boiled within your body began to ebb away and you stayed conscious for longer each time you awoke.

Oddly, you heard what sounded like a woman's whisper in your head. Faint, and sounding ever so far away, but getting louder bit by bit through each passing day.

And on the 41st day since the white light seared and burned you, you heard it loud and clear.

"Finally able to hear me properly now are you? Dear boy." a low, seductive purring voice spoke, sending shivers down your spine.

At the sound of the voice, you groggily pushed yourself up on all fours. As expected, you were still a Grimm. You rose on shaky feet and blinked open your eyes and marvelled lightly at where you found yourself.

It was like a world of dark clouds all around you, giving off a faint red glow.

"First time within your own mind?" that same seductive voice asked from behind you.

You filed what she said away for now and turned around to face whoever it was. As expected it was a woman. But what a woman she was. Both in the beautiful, and the terrifying senses alike.

A tall, voluptuous woman clad in dark robes that left little to the imagination, even had a boob window that showed off quite the mountainous cleavage, and you could even faintly make out what looked like underwear through her dark, partially see through robes glittering with small silvery diamond like dots that shone like stars.

She was exotic and terrifying. With skin as pale as chalk, dark bloody red veins criss crossing against her skin, eyes of crimson on darkness and long black nails that were closer to claws.

Your instincts told you this wasn't a woman to mess with. She wasn't someone you could take on.

"Who the hell are you?" you demanded, flaring your wings threateningly at her, you were never one for cowering after all. It surprised you that you were able to speak as easily as you had when you were human.

"Calm yourself dear boy, you quite simply are nowhere near strong enough to even dream of hurting me as you are," the sensual, terrifying woman smiled in amusement, "But for the sake of politeness dear Cobalt, you may call me Salem, the queen of all Grimm, and now yours as well."

"Kinky but I'm not interested, I never voted you in to power." you growled at her.

Salem lifted one hand up daintily a laughed lightly in amusement, "Defiance, how nostalgic," she tittered, before her lips pulled up in a more teasing fashion, "But don't lie dear boy. I felt your lust for me the moment you laid eyes upon my body. You may be a Grimm in body now, but your soul is human and you act human, and I am beautiful beyond mortal women."

Ah, she did have you there. Admittedly, you did have a the brief imaginary fantasy of bender her over and slamming her from behind until those scary eyes of hers had rolled up into the back of her head.

As soon as you conjured the image in your head, Salem laughed lightly again. "Teenagers do so lack the ability to control their desires within their head," she mused, "It's so much easier to draw honesty from your very mind."

You growled. Yes she was fucking hot, beyond hot even, but they way she was practically looking down on you was pissing you off with how emasculating it felt. "Yeah I'd have fucked you without a second thought," you shrugged your wings, "What of it?

"Ah, and the pride rears it head, I've noticed while giving a looksie through your head, as much as I was able anyway while you were recovering that you are quite the prideful one," the white haired woman commented idly in reply, "But to answer your question. What of it? Nothing. I'm just amused, it's been a long time since I've even felt the need to speak to a teenage boy and I forgot how much your hormones controlled your thoughts, most of you have as little worth to me as the dirt beneath my feet after all, less even."

Her eyes locked onto yours, "Not that you can do much with that lust now, mind you, Grimm lack genitalia after all," she laughed lightly once more, "Otherwise who knows, I might have even given you the honour to pleasure me as you desired, it has been quite a while for me after all. Well, assuming you take my offer that is."

You d actually been trying very hard not to think on the fact that Grimm did not have genitals. Cinder fucking killed you and made you lose your fucking cock!

"My such rage towards little Cinder," Salem continued to laugh in amusement, "Maybe I should warn her to keep an eye out for you?"

..This bitch knew the bitch who killed you? Grimm Queen huh? Things are beginning to fall in to place you think. You'd died because you walked in on Cinder and her posse talking about destroying Vale. And what kind of psycho would do that without a good reason? Someone working for the head honcho of the Grimm it seems.

Honestly, this bullshit is something right out of a Fairy Tale, but, you just couldn't bring up the urge to deny it as false and completely ludicrous. But how could you? You're a fucking Grimm now.

"Well as you said, no dick, no point," you huffed, "So get to the point Wet Dream Grimm Queen, what do you want from me?"

Instead of being offended by your insulting nickname, Salem just snorted, once again, amused, "Humour does change by the ages doesn't it? How witty of you," she replied, before shaking her head, "My offer is simple my dear sweet Cobalt. You are unique. No longer human, but nor are you some simple grimm. And in time, you will far eclipse both. Come to my side, join me, and I will give you instant access to what you need to grow rapidly beyond what you are. Grimm bodies are malleable, and with your human soul, and your unique semblance, when you evolve, it may be possible for you to gain a much greater humanoid form than the one you lost."

Unique semblance? Evolve? Gain a human form back?

"Foolish Ozma so focused as he was on his simple soul, he never saw the greatness just within reach, the solution to all his problems," Salem continued. She walked, nay, glided over to you, her graceful form like that of a wraith making her wave over and one pale hand reached up to gently brush against your bone mask, "I will not make that same mistake. Be mine dear Cobalt. I will give you all you yearn for. Power, wealth, women, I will even allow you to court me in the future if you so desire."

Ozma, who the fuck is Ozma?

"The ability you have to speak now, think of it as a gift in advance," Salem continued, "I just gave you a tiny, miniscule amount of power and molded your vocal cords to work properly. Think deeply on my offer dear boy, and come seek me out in the Grimm Lands when you realise which side will win in the end."

Then Salem stood on her tiptoes and pressed a gentle kiss against your face. And suddenly, you were no longer in the that cloudy world of black and red, but laying in a heap within the Emerald Forest.

"..What the fuck?" you uttered.