Pov 3 person
Heavy rain slowly flowed down the empty streets. Despite the rain, smoke was coming out of the sewer manholes and although the buildings on the street were neat and colorful, most of the street lamps were not working. A man with an umbrella in hand was moving in the heavy rain his inexpensive clothes were neat. Gentle beard and styled hair. Tall and handsome.
Normally people would place their trust in him and consider him to be polite . However, what no one knows is that he knows many people selling children and they know him. This man is a horrible monster known for his "games" with children. But the world is unfair good looks, good job in the eyes of all an exemplary citizen.
Today he went out feeling that it was the perfect time to go hunting after all, why should he pay when he can catch his own prey. After all, in Vale no one will notice when a homeless kid disappears. He moved slowly with his umbrella in hand listening and looking around for hiding places. He's already skilled at this.
Despite the pouring rain, he heard a girl's cry coming from one of the alleys. A pleasant and professional smile appeared on his face. Many would say that they feel like a psychologist with him, and they are right he is a "psychologist" but a specialist in "children".
Walking through a dark alley he encounters a larger space between alleys several lamps illuminate brick walls and trash cans. Amid all this, a small shadow can be seen in the shadow of one of the dumpsters. You can't see exactly, but you can tell that it's a girl and she's maybe ten springs old.
The man walks just deep enough to reveal himself and not frighten the girl with his sudden appearance. And as if he had been doing this for years the girl apparently noticed him and did not run away, but was also apparently scared enough that she did not come out of hiding.
"Where are your parents are you lost? "
Asks the man while examining the girl's identity. However, not hearing an answer from her, he is not discouraged and asks further.
" Don't be afraid I'm asking because I'm worried,"
" It is terribly cold you may catch a cold you should not stay here ".
He speaks in a kind voice, however, for insiders his words are full of venom. Despite his questions the girl does not answer however she does not run away either. The man approaches the girl moving the umbrella over her head exposing her from the rain. When he is about to squat down next to her, the girl turns her head and shows her face, or rather the lack of it.
The girl looks like she was created out of darkness the only thing that stands out from the darkness is her eyes, one red and one golden.
" Grimm"
Says the man, and indeed most people who would see the girl's appearance would call her a boneless Grimm. With a quick movement the man stands up and reaches for his gun but before he can fire another identical girl appears jumps from one of the shadows in the alley and wraps herself around his armed arm blocking his movements. The girl sitting on the ground also gets up and with momentum hugs him around the waist and pushing him against the alley wall.
The man is about to break free but both girls "grimm" began to melt into the shadow of the man thrown on the wall behind him. The shadows began to form childlike hands clenching around his body like punishment from all his victims . Just as the man was about to start screaming another hand appeared and covered his mouth. With unknown thoughts, the man began to look around in search of a solution.
His eyes moved quickly until they stopped at the roof. In the pouring rain, a small silhouette stood on the roof staring at him with red eye. Despite the rain, her body was not wet because it was covered with a red-gold Aura shining around her body. With angelic grace and precision, she jumped off the roof and landed in the Alley in a position reminiscent of a noble bow.
The ends of her black dress were held in her hands and her knees were gently bent. Instead of worrying about his situation, the man was excited. She was perfect. A man at his level, after all, could not be a pervert he prefers to call himself a collector of young flowers. This girl was the disposition of what his heart desired.
The girl corrects her position and looks at the man. Black hair pinned up in double ponytails, a black eye patch over her left eye with the symbol of a silver rose engraved on it. With slow steps the girl began to approach the man her face was thoughtful but still she reached her small hand to the side when a similar hand holding an antique pistol came out of her shadow.
Kurumi pov
I promised myself that I would make it in life on my own, but I met Neo. I thought I would never trust adults but now the pawn shop family is like my family. I have already broken many of my own rules however I don't want to live in fear I want comfort.
All my life I did what I had to do to survive. I have never considered myself a good girl stealing is stealing some of the items I have stolen could be sentimental and could even destroy that person's life. Just like this man why is he doing what he did even a rat does not do such things with his young. In the end, no one will admit it but humans are the most cruel and fucked up species.
He does it for his pleasure just as I do it for my pleasure and selfishness. In the end selfishness is the biggest shadow walking behind our species. We don't think of others if humans and Faunus reconciled would it then be easier to defend ourselves against the Grimms.
But this is the truth the more light we see the more it outlines the shadow of each person .
I think while aiming my gun at his torso I direct my aura to the gun which after a moment is ready to fire. I take one last look into his eyes and he is not afraid he is rather pleased when his eyes sickeningly study my body.
I don't have anything left to make me hesitate. Besides, I never think I won't do it. Feeling nothing I pull the trigger.
"Unlike you, I'm doing Vale a favor"
The familiar roar of a shot in the middle of the sound of falling rain, the smell of smoke and the sight of blood mixing with the rain.
The shot was strong enough to tear the man in half at the waist, however, before he soils the Alley his barely alive body is dragged into the shadows and the only evidence of this situation is blood and a bullet hole.
'It's time to leave . Everyone must heard the shot the police will be here soon '
With that thought, I turned around to the exit of the alley to carry the body to the car and just as I appeared I disappeared unnoticed.