Matt Ákos [Finished]

In a slightly sectored off area of Vale was a small town, it was just outside the main city, a farming community with good honest folk who worked from dawn till dusk. It was in this environment that Matt came into this world as the 2nd child of the Akos family. He had 1 older brother and a younger sister who would be born 3 years later. Both his parents came from the big city and just wanted a quiet place to raise their family without all the hustle and bustle. Matt’s Father was a huntsman who worked now for the town’s militia and kept Grimm at bay. His Mother was a seamstress who made sweaters and other articles of clothes that she sold at the local marketplace. Overall life was good, Matt grew up and got an education at school and fighting training from his Father. Matt excelled in school and was a model student, he was good with numbers, good at hands on work and was creative. Matt graduated from his basic schooling at age 12 and started working with his Mother.

Two years had passed since Matt had left the schooling system, he continued his training with his Father and spent his money he made on shipped parts from a Weapons Company in the city, this where he first started developing his Weapon. Matt was the only one to continue his training as his Brother had moved away a year prior continuing his passion for medicine. Matt was now 14 and spent most of his days tinkering with his weapon and many other projects or working with his Mother. He would continue to live comfortably for another year but his life would take a drastic twist.

Matt had turned 15 a few months ago, his weapon was completed, for now, he had crafted a battle axe with plans to embed a rifle function later at some point. He had also concluded his training with his Father after discovering his summoning Semblance. It was currently a relatively calm day when alarms rang out in his town, that was bad, alarms only rang during drills or when Grimm broke over the militia's barriers which had never happened. Matt quickly realizing this was no drill ran toward the walls. When he arrived he heard the firing of guns, the screams of the defeated and demonic growls of Grimm. Matt went to work, he joined the fray and sliced open anything not human, he put up a valiant effort but his inexperience and relatively low stamina forced him and a small group to fall back. They all regrouped with the town’s survivors in a clearing 1 mile outside of Vale’s capital. When Matt arrived he was nearly suffocated by his Mother and younger Sister who had made it out safely. However, his Father was nowhere to be found. Frustrated and refusing to believe the obvious Matt formed a small team of militia men who also wanted to look for survivors and headed back into his now war zone of a home. Buildings were crumbling around them and the landscape was torn up from the rampage of Grimm. The group battled their way up and down the streets rescuing those unfortunate few who didn’t make it out but by the time they finally had to turn back, Matt’s Father was still absent. Matt had to be physically pulled away by one of his Father’s friends reminding him that he still had a family to live for. Matt still reluctant finally agreed as the sun set and a moonless night dropped the reality down on the young teen.

In the following years, Matt and his family moved away from Vale to a small island just south of Atlas called Bellmuse. His older Brother had a job as a doctor up there and Matt’s Mother didn’t want their family to be separated any longer. Matt continued studying and training, he had to become stronger, he had loved ones to protect. Normally most people would be knocked down after a traumatic event but Matt used it as an experience to strengthen himself, he grieved of course but he couldn’t live in the past, his family was counting on him and he wouldn’t disappoint. Matt eventually enrolled at the local Huner school in Bellmuse, Syne Academy. With his Father’s legacy to upkeep and his own path now laid out before him, Matt embraces the challenges that’ll come his way as a huntsman, he is ready.

All he heard were the alarms, they rang from every street corner. Matt prepped his axe by his side as he ran against the current of panicked people who were shouting at one another, pushing and shoving in general confusion. Matt’s only goal was getting to the walls, he had trained for this day, he couldn’t just run away now. It only took a few minutes of a full on sprint to reach his destination and when he arrived it was worse than he had anticipated. The bodies of fallen Human and Faunus littered the ground and their blood was starting to pool from various wounds. He glanced to his left and saw a massive Beowolf about slash it’s claws into a cowering woman who had been disarmed. Matt jumped quickly into action, he soared through the air and just as the giant beast’s paws swung downward his axe had jammed itself right into the Grimm’s neck causing it to topple and howl in pain. He gave it one more strike making sure it was dead before turning to the women and extending his hand. She took it and he helped her up. Matt bent over and picked up her weapon which was a short sword, he tossed to her. The women thanked him before turning and engaging another monster which she handily beat with a weapon in hand. Matt followed her lead and fought two smaller Ursa, they were no match as his force smacked into them and prompted them to fly off, dead. He continued to fight but soon started to tire, they just kept coming, it was no use, they’d have to fall back and he noticed that most people already were as they were now heavily outnumbered. With one finally hit onto another Beowolf he backtracked with the rest of the warriors. They’d have to regroup and judge the current situation. They finally made it back with the rest of survivors of the town as the smoke of their once home burned behind them. Matt had his head down and his axe on his back when a high pitch squeal shattered his thoughts.

“BROTHER!!!!” heads turned and many a sad smile were shared among the people around them. Matt’s little sister, Lily had jumped onto him, she didn’t seem to mind what a mess he was as she started crying. Another pair of arms wrapped around the teenage boy, his Mother.

“I’m so glad you’re safe sweetie…” she also seemed choked up. After a long moment, the family broke apart. They would celebrate their small victory before they all face reality once again...