The animal within chapter one

 My name is Remington Grimm. I am of the Faunus and I was trained to become a huntsmen required to maintain the order of earth’s monster population. I’m a music lover, monster torturer, and anti-stupid boy.

 I’m a shoulder blade length brunette with a white streak I’ve tried to dye but it’s weird. I have electric blue eyes as some people have told me, well correction eye. Singular. My other is completely white with a scar over my right eyebrow and cheek. I am wearing black denim jeans with chains to my wallet and cell phone on either side, a black kaiju skull shirt with a skull hoodie, shades, a black choker and a series of rings on every finger. On the curves of my ears were twelve gold rings while there was a silver ring in my left ear lobe. From my pants hung a wolf tail, sharp fangs peaked from my grin, and wolf ears poked from my tied back hair. Under my arms were two handles like that of a katana and a shield was strapped to my back while twin pistols were in holsters under my arms. I usually kept my Faunus features hidden with a bandana, hats, or beanies and in my pants. Today, I was going to see how they would accept me at the school. A few had looked like they would attack me but the weapons intimidated them I think. I had just arrived so this would be interesting. I slung my black duffle bag over my shoulder and readjusted my grip on my suitcase.

 “Hey Faunus!” I looked around till I saw a girl she was human clearly, but I smelt Faunus on her I noted her ruby red wardrobe choice as well as the compact scythe and sniper on her back.

 “Yes?”

 “You’re the new kid right?” she asked.

 “What gave me away?” I asked.

 “The excessive weapons and little to no baggage in hand.” She said pointing out my armory and my suitcase and duffle bag.

 “Ok good point.”

 “Well I was just helping a friend of mine find you to show you around.”

 “Is she Faunus?”

 “Yeah how did you know it was a she and a Faunus?” she asked.

 “My nose knows.” I said.

 “What?” she asked as she led me on a path around the school.

 “Everyone has a unique scent. All of which have certain characteristics I have picked up.”

 “Sort of like our powers?”

 “Bingo! I have the power of smell. I’m an excellent tracker.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “So judging from your tail and ears you like part wolf?” I nodded.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Oh. You and Blake won’t get along at all.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “She’s a cat Faunus. I know.” I said as a girl with black hair and black clothes came into view.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Blake?!” I yelled.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Remington?” oh shit. Next thing I know my nose is broken.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “You perverted little tracker!” she yelled.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “In my defense I didn’t know what the smell was.” I had an incident of following a scent into the girl’s restroom and Blake happened to be in there on her period. I had known Blake since we were 2. She was always the tomboy rebel.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “What is the yelling about?” it was headmaster Ozpin.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Uh oh.” I muttered.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Blake why is both your fist and Remington’s nose bloody?” he asked. Not good.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Well you see-”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “I kissed her sir, and she broke her hand…. On my face.” I said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “I see. Mister grim next time you try to lie be more specific. Don’t let it happen again.” I nodded.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Oh and by the way Mister Grimm is now assigned to your room.” He said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “WHAT?!” both girls yelled.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Blake will be teaching him to be more human than dog. Right now, he’s loyal to anyone that would scratch his belly.” I stood up as he left and looked to Blake. She was cradling her hand to her chest. I walked up to her and held out my hand.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Let me see.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Do anything perverted and I’ll kill you.” She said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Well it’s broken and the bone pierced the skin.” I said lowering my head and hesitantly licking the wound.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “What are you doing?” she yelled hitting me in the head. I landed on my side.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “You know damn well my saliva has healing properties.” I yelled.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “I always knew Faunus were perverts.” I jumped to my feet.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “What’s with asshole?” I asked pointing to a brunette boy in gray armor with a gold eagle on his chest.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “He’s racist.” Blake said. I smelled something new and followed it. I jumped into a tree and caught a bird.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Yay! I caught dinner.” I stated jumping out.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “What’s dinner?” the girl in red asked.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Bird.” Blake slapped me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Ow what was that for?” I asked as she took the bird from my grip.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “This isn’t the streets ok? We eat normal food.” I grumbled as I watched dinner fly off. I saw a yellow blonde and a snow blonde walk up. Out of curiosity, I walked up to them on all fours. Both backed away like I was rabid or something.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Remington, two legs!” I jerked up to a standing position.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “What’s with Fido?” the yellow blonde asked.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “His animal side is more dominant than his human so he tends to be like a dog or a wolf. I lived with him for a while.” Blake said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “7 months 2 weeks 3 days 18 hours and 12 minutes to be exact.” I stated scratching my ear with my foot like a dog.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Ugh.” the three girls I didn’t know said in disgust.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “That’s not even the bad part. He’s our new roommate.” Blake said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Hey chill I’m house broken.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Remington!” Blake yelled. I grumbled rolling my eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Well let’s get him settled in.” the snow blonde said. I grabbed my bags and followed them to a room. Majority of it looked like a normal girls room aside from the make shift bunk bed hanging from the ceiling on the left. I smelled it immediately.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Out! There’s something in here.” I said pushing the girls out of the room. I drew my gun and began to search the room. I found a dog under the bed and began to chase it out.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “And stay out, stray!” I yelled as it ran out the hall.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Zwei!” the girl in red yelled as Blake jumped onto the desk.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “I hate dogs.” Blake grumbled.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Bad boy!” the blondes yelled hitting me on the head with a rolled up newspaper. I dodged more hits and dove under the bed on the right.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Dad was right.” I muttered. “First day here and I screw up. I’m good at absolutely nothing.” I grumbled and wedged myself into the corner.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Yang! Why did you do that? He was doing what his instincts told him to. He was trying to protect us.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “From what? Zwei is just a little dog.” It was the snow blonde.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “He didn’t know! He was doing what he thought was right!” Blake yelled. I heard as sigh.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Don’t bother. There’s only three things that will bring him out. Dust, pizza, and his bird.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “I have dust, lunch isn’t for another hour, and his bird?” it was the snow blonde.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “A raven. His grandfather gave her to him. She’s an emotional support animal.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Was.” I called.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “What?” Blake asked.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “She’s gone. A Grimm killed her.” I said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Two things then.” Blake said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Hey Remington is it?” it was the snow blonde.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Yeah.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “I’m Weiss. I have some dust if you would like to see them?” she offered.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “I stopped using dust a long time ago.” I said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “I could scratch your belly.” I remained silent.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Pizza?” silence.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Get out.” Blake said. I heard three sets of footsteps walk out before the door shut.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Remington, i-” I stopped her by crawling out.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “You shouldn’t have defended me.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “No! I defended you because I was on the streets and you took me in, gave me the little food you had, gave me shelter and stood watch outside while I slept, you gave me the shirt off your back too many times and you made sure I was bathed, fed, warm, healthy, and safe while you were turned to skin and bones and every time I would ask, you would just smile at me and say I’m fine.” I chuckled and sat down with my arms on my knees.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “I guess I did, huh?” I said. She sat on the bed away from me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “And you always kept your distance from me and water no matter what.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “sorry.” she said, standing and gradually got closer, sitting only a foot away from me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “You don’t have to-” the sound of the headmaster on the intercom stopped me. I couldn’t help but cover my ears and yell in pain as my ear drums were ready to burst. I fell onto my side and my back arched as I screamed bloody murder. It was the speakers, they had to go. I grit my teeth and crawled my way into the hall and with much difficulty shot the speakers emptying a clip into four speakers. Many students ran to where I was as I relaxed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “Mr. Grimm explain yourself.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “I have the hearing of a dog remember?” I asked poking my ear only to flinch in pain.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “You plan on fixing or replacing those?” Ozpin asked.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “You plan on giving me your ears?” I asked sarcastically. He nodded.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"> “I’ll buy better, Faunus safe speakers.” I nodded as the feeling of passing out came and I fell unconscious.