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RWBY: Grimm life

Many people in remnant believe that Grimm, are unintelligent beings, but what if that was not true. What if there was a Grimm that could understand the language, and even speak it. What would that Grimm do, what would he be. Would it be a tool of destruction or would it be something more. Follow this tale about a Grimm who wants more than to just be a Grimm. If you are curious the MC looks like the picture for the Novel but has bone plates on his hands, and has a bigger tail with bone spikes at the end of it. -THIS IS A TEST NOVEL. THERE WILL BE SOME GRAMMAR MISTAKES. I WROTE THIS TO SEE HOW PEOPLE WOULD LIKE IT. REMEMBER GRAMMAR MISTAKES AND ERRORS ARE POSSIBLE SO NO GRAMMAR NAZIS ME------ :) -----Disclaimer--------------------------------------- I do not own the image for the web novel I do not own the RWBY original story, nor do I own the series. This is purely fan fiction made by me.

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Parents meet the Grimm

--------------------------------(Continued Thomas POV)-----------------------------------------------

"WHERE ON REMNANT HAVE YOU BEEN. YOUR FATHER AND I WERE LOOKING FOR YOU ALL NIGHT." Our mom was always scary when she was mad. I would honestly go back to being with that Grimm at this point. I looked over to see my father looking at us the same way. Our father was one of the hunters here in the village. He was a muscular man, with a circle face just like my sister. He had brown hair and green eyes. He wore his hunter uniform, an iron chest piece, and leather armor pieces for his forearms and shins. I looked back at my mother and was going to say something when my sister said

"We met a Grimm mom! And he talked!" The plan was for us to break the news to our parents slowly, but I guess my sister was either too scared or simply too excited. I could not blame her; I felt the same way as she did.

"WHAT!!" both our parents had a look of shock and disbelief on their faces. They looked at me, and I nodded my head at them. Our father was the first to recover and said.

"It is not right for a future hunter and huntress to tell such lies. You both know that Grimm do not speak our language."

"Father, Jocelyn is not lying. We really did meet a Grimm that could talk, he even let us ride on his back, and it was SUPER cool."

Our mother looked worried, and our father did not look happy either. He told us to wait here and not move at all. Doing as we were told, we both sit down on the couch with our mom. It was about a few minutes later that our dad brought in a device. I knew that device well; it acted as a Grimm tracker for hunters and huntresses. Our dad put the device next to us, and nothing happened. Our dad sighed in relief and looked at us for a few seconds before saying.

[A/N: I made the Grimm tracker device up. I figured that it was probably a thing in the RWBY. universe]

"Tell me the whole story."

It took us some time, but we told our dad everything that happened from the first time meeting the Grimm to when we traveled back with him. Our mom could not believe what she heard from us, and our dad was simply confused. I could hear him said softly.

"Why would it protect them."

Our mom got up from her the couch and said.

"I want to meet this…Gr- I mean being. From what you told us, it seems he does not like the name Grimm."

I nodded my head at my mother`s remark. Our father got out of his thoughts and said the same as my mother. I told them that it could only be us and that as long as we do not attack, he will not attack either. My parents nodded their heads, and together as a family, we made our way to the forest to meet him. We got to the forest, but I did not know where to look for him. He could be anywhere here, so I decided to yell.

"Being…I brought my parents with me." My parents looked at me confused, but a few minutes later they both tensed up when they heard a voice.

"We met again, Thomas, and you brought….bigger humans with you. Is this the being known as a mom? Interesting, I would like if you stopped releasing the negative energy….it could….attract them here."

My father took out his weapon and yelled.

"HA, you mean attract your kind here. Was it you that lead the other GRIMM here? TELL ME."

I never saw my father so upset before; I did not know that this would happen. I just wanted to show off to my parents about a new being I found. He spoke again, but this time his voice was more profound.

"No…I did not, travel with them yes, lead them to your…village no. That was to your own making. Do you know what brings my brethren to your kind? What drives us to kill you? It is the energy you release. The negative energy drives them, but to me, it is simply an irritating feeling. However, the kind that I would gladly get rid of, I promised Thomas not to harm anyone. Make the first move, and I will kill you."

My muscle tensed when he said that; he was bigger and scarier than most of the Grimm my father fought. I do not think my father would win if they did fight. He and my father continued to talk.

"Why did you an interested in my son?" asked my father

"It did not matter who it was. I was only curious about…humans. You see, I find your species interesting; unlike my brethren, you are more. You do more, act more, feel more, and live more. I wanted to know-how. So, Thomas came and gave me some answers. I was….hmm…well…I was more than satisfied with what he said to me."

"Why did you protect them and not bring them back to us" This time, it was my mom who asked.

"Because…If brought them back, I would have been attacked. Fighting to me is a bother that leads us to nowhere. I did not want to leave them because I wanted to talk more and learn more. With that, I took them into my temporary home. It used to be the home of my group that you killed. Do not worry; I care very little of my kind. When I was there in the cave, I realized that humans got cold without fur, so I kept them warm. It was a ….different feeling having them by my side on my fur. They are so small, are they not? So weak, so fragile, yet they have the warmest hug. Me protecting them started because I wanted information, but after spending time with them, I felt more. Strange. What drives us to want to protect them, what drives you?"

All of us were confused. It was one thing for a Grimm to talk, and it was an entirely different thing for it to feel. My parents looked at both my sister and me and back to where the voice came from. My mother finally said.

"Yes, it is strange, but why are you here?"

My father also quickly said, "Where do you come from? How are you born?"

"Why am I here? I am here because it was the place that my group was attracted to, nothing more, nothing less. Where do I come from? I do not know that answer, and how am I born? I was simply created. Is that not how you are born?

"No, that's not what I meant I-"

"Kyle, who the hell are you talking to, and why are you here with your family?"

Uncle James was another hunter friend of my mother. He was a nice guy and always there for us. The Grimm after my uncle came in said.

"Thomas, I will leave for now. Next time do not bring so many people, it is…. irritating. Oh, a warning for you as well. The amount of negative energy that surrounds your village is increasing, and there are many of my kind that are making their way here."