I sat perfectly still, my breathing masked, I sat up straight. "Grimm...How do you think that made the clan feel.."One of my instructors scolded. "What the hell were you thinking."another added, sending me a glare. "He had it coming."I glared to nobody in particular. I knew to not mutter to myself, less I be punished. "Well..That's no excuse.."One of the instructors, touched my shoulder, his hand slowly, running down my shoulder. I stiffened. "Get your hand off of me.."I growled. "Why don't we go into the other room..."He said quietly. The other instructors, let out a string of sighs & chuckles. "Get your hands off of me.."I said lowly through gritted teeth. His hands trailed down onto my thighs. In a second, my Soul Scythe had formed and in one swift move, it's blade was at his neck. I hadn't even realized what I was doing...It just happened.. then he suddenly clapped. All of the others clapped as well. I was taken aback for a moment, until he spoke. "You could have killed me. But you do show great restraint." Then he went to stand up, I refocused, "Don't move."I said lowly.
"Ahh...Tsk, tsk, tsk."He waved his index finger. My arms were suddenly held back by brute force. And as soon as my hands left the handle of "Lest"(Soul Scythe) it dissipated into light, disappearing from my vision. "It truly is such a shame you can't resist, and use your power to hurt or kill us." The instructor Marcus smirked, finally to his feet. He red eyes gleamed with lust, as his eyes trailed up and down my short, but voluptuous stature.
"You sick monster!"I hissed, not struggling. "One day.. When I'm not bound by this damn device...I will kill you..."I seethed with rage.
"Oh is that a promise?"He raised his eye brow, giving me a devilish smirk."You just threatened your Superior-"He started.
"You are not- And will never be- My superior." I spit in his face. The collar around my neck was the only thing keeping me from killing him, and potentially destroying the world. Not that I think the world deserves to be destroyed..yet. It was a tracker, a ticking-time-bomb, and an electric collar all in one.
'And I'm sure you're wondering, how the crap can you possibly destroy the world, and not a dang piece of metal..Well you'll never walk in my shoes.. So back off.'
A few minutes later, I was taken to the execution room. Here was where they put me through my worst fears.. Things like thunder, the dark..Being alone, etc.
'Again you're wondering "What the actual fuck Grimm." You are in no position to judge me and what I have been through..'
They have tortured me so many times...Killed me even. But my body doesn't know when to give the hell up. It's too advanced to really be effected by things like death. They chained me to the wall. And tore open the back of my shirt, beating my back with a whip covered in poison. The chains began emitting lightening. This was my life, and it definitely changed for the better..