Finicky Fennik (Hunt/Warren)

Warren paced quietly through the forest. Well, as quietly as one could while wearing a full suit of armor anyways. He looked around, alert, while he clenched and unclenched his fists. He was on the hunt, after all. Warren was only a Hunter in training, but he swore to himself that he'd become the best Hunter the world ever knew. Being proactive in his work seemed like a good way to put his best foot forward.

He was far from home though, and while he had been in Bellmuse for a while now, he still felt unfamiliar with it. The forest around him was tinted blue, and while it was a beautiful effect, it was just ever so slightly unsettling to Warren. The sound of footsteps shook him from his thoughts, and he looked up. Someone was wandering this forest too. A Faunus, judging by the ears atop her head. What was she doing here? Surely she knew this part of the forest was dangerous, what with the city having requested aid in clearing the area of Grimm. He took a few cautious steps towards the girl, calling out as well. "Hey! You there! Are you lost?"

As one would expect for something as big as a Deathstalker, It was somewhat hard to get around a dense forest like Finnek. Even besides that, The blue colors made the black and red creatures of grimm stick out like a sore thumb if they weren't careful. This was the reason that this particular monster preferred to stay in a cave, where is was dark and peaceful. Of course, at the same time, it had to go eat at some point. It could not just sit there forever.

It stalked out of its cave, trying not to knock down any branches, and this staying in clearings. Its tail was alert, and he was ready to attack....If he found anything. So far, all it saw was the blue colors of the leaves and the brown of the bark. It was ridiculous. There had to be something appetizing for it, right?

Warren was taken aback by the girl's response to him, and he blinked back uncomprehendingly at her reaction. Not that she could see it from underneath his helmet, anyways. "Wait, what? What does being human have to do with- Hey! Where are you going!?" Warren stared as the girl suddenly dash off, halting mid sentence, deeper into the forest past him. He peered down the forest, looking past where she was running, and asked himself, "What is her issue?"

Warren sighed and shook his head, but his attention was piqued when he noticed the dark figure the faunus girl seemed to be running at. He felt a chill run down his spine. While he couldn't see it clearly from this distance and with all the trees blocking his way, he could still the the silhouette of a large, curved, stinger. "That's a Deathstalker..." he whispered to himself.

His head snapped back to the faunus girl, and just as he was about to shout a warning, he saw the blades slip out from the gauntlets in her hands. "Wait a minute... Is she a Hunter!?" Warren was stunned for a moment as he stood there baffled, but he quickly shook himself out of it. There was no time for that. He began running forward as well, cursing quietly to himself. A Deathstalker was no laughing matter. He closed his eyes, grit his teeth, and focused, tapping into his Aura, willing the light around him to bend, blending him in and erasing him from sight. It took a lot out of him, but the benefit of a surprise was an option he couldn't pass up.

The Deathstalker so far saw absolutely nothing, which was highly disappointing. It was about to turn back, look in another location, but That's when it heard some rustling next to it. It turned around to see one of those humanoid creatures, a girl with long blonde hair, rushing straight for it. Where we go, This was something to celebrate. The Deathstalker would remember this for next time. If it needs food, it would just have to wait until it eventually came to him. Clearly, this was the way things were gonna work. The girl continued running to it, and when she got close enough, It would whack her with the side of its stinger. With the creature down, it would be easy to make its way over to her and stab her with the stinger, giving the Grimm a nice meal. The perfect plan, and by now she was close enough to execute it.

Warren grimaced inwardly. The girl was faster than him, that was for sure. There was no way he'd beat her to the Deathstalker. She should've seen by now what it was that she was facing down, and yet she continued her foolhardy charge. Surely if she was a Hunter, or a Hunter in training judging by her apparent age, she should've known what a Deathstalker meant. She was either brave, stupid, or both. Warren questioned what that made him, considering he was charging in right after her.

He winced as he saw the girl take a slam from the Deathstalker's stinger. That looked like it hurt. The only condolence that Warren could think of was the fact that she wasn't actually stung as the girl evaded a second attack. Warren reached the fight as the girl began a counterattack, striking for the legs. The Grimm would likely turn and try to fight the Faunus girl head on, Warren guessed to himself. He had to get its attention.

Warren shimmered back into sight close to the Deathstalker's face. His fist was clenched tight, a ball of light clutched within. The light glowed blindingly luminescent, bathing his fist in bright white light. Warren lashed out with his fist and with a roar, aiming straight for the center of of the Deathstalker's eye cluster, aiming to both blind and hurt it.

HP: 200/200
Aura: 55/100

Success! The deathstalker was able to push away the blonde gril just like it had planned to do, so now it just had to execute the rest of the maneuver. /however, That did not go over so well because the Girl kept moving. Instead, The Grimm got it's tail stuck in the ground. When it finally recovered, It did not have the time to turn and face the cat lady before it felt a horrible sudden pain run through it's leg, then its next leg, and then a third, all on one side. It fell on those legs, now only standing sideways on its left legs. What's more, a sudden guy in a shiny get up appeared and punched it in one of the eyes! Not only was it crippled, but it could only see out of seven eyes, which was very disorienting to a creature used to eight. The Grimm Started to thrash around, Trying to scoot away and beck to its cave. Unfortunately, It was going very very slowly and painfully. Still, it could do nothing but swing its stinger wildly and hope it could get away.

120/200 HP

As Warren's fist struck the Deathstalker's face, he forced the light within his fist to flash, hoping to blind the Deathstalker further, covering his own eyes with his free hand in order to protect himself from the bright light he was creating. Sadly for him, this prevented Warren from seeing the Deathstalker thrash around, and he was caught by a blow from its tail, sending him tumbling across the ground with a grunt. Warren recovered, flipping onto onto one knee, his hands digging into the dirt of the forest as he tried to slow himself. He looked up to see the Faunus girl letting loose with a blast of Red Dust, shaping it into a lion and letting charge into the Deathstalker as it tried to retreat. Warren got up to his feet and rushed after it once more, unwilling to let it get away now that they had the upper hand, tapping into the Red Dust stored within his armor, using it to super heat the gauntlet of his armor, which began to glow red and hissed as it burnt the dirt that was caught on his fingers. Warren reached out with both hands, attempting to grab a leg and pull, hoping to slow it down.

Health: 170/200
Aura: 60/100
Red Dust Charges: 4 left

The Deathstalker ran as fast as it could, though with half of his legs injured and missing the use of one eye, it was not very fast at all. It did hit the armored guy though, in its panicked motions of the stinger. So at least it had that going for it. The giant scorpion still had to get away. Unfortunately, it was too severely crippled to go any where before those hunters struck again. And indeed they struck again, the blonde one releasing some sort of dusty beast that charged right for the poor Grimm. Once again, the monster tried to get out of the way, but it felt an intense heat upon what was once one of its only three good legs left. It squealed, and only a moment later the dusty feline pounced, assaulting the Deathstalker with fire. With nothing else it could do, it simply continued to thrash around and hope it hit something.

HP: 70/200

Warren grit his teeth as he pulled on the Deathstalker's leg, digging his feet into the ground as played tug-of-war with its limb. It continued to flail, attempting to strike at him, and Warren narrowly dodged another one of the Grimm's legs attempting to knock him off. Warren's dodge, however, ruined his stance, and suddenly found himself being lifted into the air by the leg he was holding on to. He tried to maintain his grip, but was soon thrown off and he found himself rolling across the dirt and leaves once more, though he was largely unharmed.

He got back up to his feet, watching the faunus girl leap atop the stinger and ride it skyward. Well, at least she had a better time with flying than he did. Warren turned his attention back towards the Deathstalker, and he rushed at it again, heading straight for its face as he dived underneath its flailing claws. He sprung back up to his feet and leapt, hoping to plant his fist into the Deathstalker's eye, and hopefully drive it through it, and into what he hoped was the brain of the creature.

The beast Flailed as much as it could, as it was literally all it could do. The Armored hunter was still holding onto its leg, and now the cat eared one had grabbed onto its tail. It had to shake them off. After a bit of desperate thrashing, it was finally able to throw off BOTH of the hunters attacking it. However, That was all for naught as it felt a huge pain at its back as the blonde girl landed, stabbing it in two different places. What was more, the armored one appeared right afterwards, Punching the scorpion beast with such force that caused it to shriek once more in pain before it perished. The deathstalker was officially destroyed at the hands of a couple of hunters-in-training, after giving quite a weak performance. It had not been able to do much at all besides panic and flail in a failed attempt to get away. It would from now on be a bother to no one.

Deathstalker Destroyed, You may now go roll Bonus Wheel in Resource forum if you so choose.

Warren wrenched his fist out of the Deathstalker's eye with a grunt, shaking off the pieces of Deathstalker off of his hand. He turned to face the girl he had just fought beside, expecting perhaps a 'Who are you?', or maybe even a 'Thank you!' if luck decided that this was going to be a good day for him. Instead of any of that, however, Warren was greeted with an angry tirade from the girl, and he simply blinked back in surprise for a moment before he had gathered his wits enough to make a retort.

"What the hell? I watched you run off towards a Deathstalker! Do you have any idea how dangerous those things are? You could have di- Hey! Don't you walk away from me!" Warren shook his fist at the faunus girl as he walked off, giving an angry sigh as he watched her go. No point in chasing after her, he thought to himself. She obviously had some sort of chip on her shoulder. Warren rolled his eyes and walked off in the opposite direction, not caring that it was the wrong way back to town. He was willing to make a detour, just as long as he didn't need to come in contact with her again.