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A/N - this character's theme song is Warrior by Disturbed
#1 The Wolf
The Wolf. An animal known throughout the world as a fierce predator, the symbol of ferocity, and unbreakable will on the battlefield. Among these animals, there are the lone wolves, tenacious and strong enough to survive without a pack behind them. Some have gone so far as to say that there is only one true equal to the strength of a lone wolf.
Crunch was the sound in the deserts of Vacuo, crunch of sand beneath boot. This quiet sound accompanied the footsteps of one girl walking alone through the desert beneath the light of Remnant's fractured moon. This girl wore dark blue combat boots atop similarly shaded pants and a teal and ocean blue coloured metal top, clearly designed for taking a few hits. She had white hair and bright sapphire eyes, burning with determination and blowing in the light breeze. Behind her, a white wolf's tail moved ever so lightly with the wind.
Atop a small sandy hill, this girl, Dia Sky, removed a small brown backpack from her back and placed it on a large rock beside her. Walking forward several more paces, she reached both hands behind her and drew two swords from sheaths on her back. These swords, matching in detail, were a foot and a half in blade length, both with blue mechanisms in the hilts of the otherwise simplistic swords. The Regulus Fangs, two weapons that the young warrior saw as the only battle companions she needed.
She stood with swords at the ready, unflinching and unmoving. Others would have begun panicking when they began to hear the crunches coming from around them, indicating others were approaching, yet the approaching creatures were why this young warrior was out in the desert. A grin graced the Faunus' lips as she looked around to see a pack of Beowolves approaching her. With small variations in size, these wolf-like Grimm had the standard black and white body, spikes protruding from their backs and red glowing eyes.
The creatures of darkness surrounded her and yet the grin she had on her face didn't falter as she pushed herself forward with one foot and charged at the first Beowolf. The creature raised its clawed front leg and tried to slice at her but the claw met the blunt end of a sword while the other sword met throat. Decapitating the creature, it evaporated into the shadowy mist all Grim turned into when slain. There was half a second of shock amongst the creatures before more of them began to charge. The first lunged at her but in one fluent movement, she somersaulted away.
Landing on her feet, Dia flipped around and sliced the claws off of one that tried slashing at her. Using that momentum, she spun with a vicious grace and sliced at upper arm of another attacker while slicing into its neck with the other sword.
Flipping over the now evaporating claw of the slain Grimm, Dia thrust her swords forward and lunged into another that tried jumping at her. The swords pierced into where the beast's heart would be and it was vanishing before the weapons were even pulled from the wound.
There were four Grimm left, including the large alpha wolf twice the size of the other regular sized wolf like Grimm. They encircled Dia, growling viciously and eyeing her down, no doubt scanning for weakness. The wolf Faunus gave them none, her heart beat faster and faster but her mind was as clear as ever, adrenaline coursed through her and with the aid of her aura, began emanating out as an icy blue mist around her, signifying her Semblance beginning to charge.
Two of the smaller wolves charged from behind Dia, attacking at two separate angles in an attempt to catch her off guard. This tactic failed however as she flipped around and sidestepped to dodge the claws. Using the first Grimm's own momentum against it, her sword sliced through its head and neck, bringing the blade out just in time for Grimm claw to meet sword in a parried strike. Easing away from the spot where the blades locked, Dia proved she had no intention of giving any ground as she pushed right past the defences of the Grimm and embedded the blade in her right hand into the creature's neck.
The last regular Grimm of the pack charged, but a simple and swift swing of the sword brought an end to that strike.
Two wolves were left standing now, the wolf Faunus Dia Sky and the Beowolf Alpha. The Alpha was on all fours, glaring with its menacing red eyes at the young warrior in front of it. The sapphire eyes of the girl met it in kind. The alpha stripped of its pack and the lone wolf who had defeated its fellows squared off like two forces of nature, two enraged beasts fighting for their own purposes and both knowing that only one would leave the clearing alive.
The blue-clad warrior was first to break away from the stare and begin charging, a murderous glare on her face as she brought her right sword up with her left remaining in a defensive position. The sword came down, but the creature raised its claw and blocked the sword while slashing at her side with its other claw.
Her Aura negated most of the damage but the attack still sent the girl sprawling, rolling down the sandy hill and stopping on her back only to see the creature lunging at her with teeth bared. The icy blue mist that had been surrounding the girl became more vibrant as she flipped her swords. As they flipped, several mechanisms moved and the hilts shifted while the blade moved inward, revealing that they were now a set of one-handed shotguns.
Shooting upwards, once from each gun, the lunging creature was sent backwards, granting the young warrior just enough time to get to her feet. Playing conservatively with her Dust, the girl flipped the weapon back into swords and charged once more, this time jumping over the first swipe and slashing away the second. The creature lunged in one final ditch effort but using this as an opportunity, Dia flipped one sword back into a shotgun and had the barrel pointing right into the mouth of the enraged creature.
One shot rang true right into the creature's mouth, killing it instantly.
Dia Sky, the victor against the pack of Beowolves she had antagonised, leaned against the rock she had placed her pack on, reached into said pack and pulled out a flask filled with water and began taking measured sips.
Some have suggested a lone wolf is, in fact, stronger than an Alpha wolf. Yet despite what some might say, that is false, because however strong, however fast, however cunning a lone wolf might be, an Alpha will always have something the lone will never have.
Something worth fighting for!
