บท 6: A group meeting
----------------(Thomas POC)----------------------
What did he mean by that? I looked at my father to see that he did not know what to do either. If we warn the other, we would have to tell them that it was a Grimm who warned us if we said that no one would believe us. I read about what happens when the Grimm overrun a small village like ours, and it never ended well. I got excited and thought about asking him for help, but would he even help us? What were his goals anyway? I stood there with my father, unable to find any solution to the problem that we had. It was only when Uncle James said something that I was brought out of my thoughts.
"Kyle…what the fuck was that" My uncle had his weapon out and made his way slowly to us. He had messy black hair, a little on the thin side with amber eyes. Uncle might look like a hobo to most people, but he could fight. I saw him spar with dad once, and it was cool. They both moved fast but compared to him; they were like snails.
"That James…was a talking Grimm that gave us a warning." My father said with a straight face. I could tell my dad was worried about what he said. I mean, we were all scared. A Grimm warning you about other Grimm was not something that you take with a grain of salt. If anyone knew about Grimm, it was ANOTHER Grimm.
"Kyle wh-" before my uncle could say anything, my father looked at us. I could tell what that look meant. My father did not want us here, but I wanted to be. I would be a Brave Hunter that would protect all the small villages that were too poor to anyone else protect them. I clenched my fist in anger at my weakness, if only I weren't so young. I looked at my father with determination in my eyes. I wanted to be here, to show my father that I too could be a hunter!
"Father, I am staying here. I can help you talk to the other hunters in the village," I said to my father. He looked at me and nodded his head. My mother was not too happy about it but left with my sister anyway. This was a small step for me to be a Hunter, and I would not look back.
"We should gather the rest of the hunters and huntresses in the village." My father said he was the leader of the hunter and huntresses. There were only a few of them, maybe about 4 total, not including dad. Uncle James looked at my father, nodded his head, and ran off. My father left for the 'meeting room' that they had set up a while ago. It was a run-down home that they turn into a meeting place. The Village leader was grateful that my father and his friends built the little house up to what it is now. After a couple of minutes of walking, we were inside the building; It took a little longer for all of them to gather. They all had serious looks on their faces and did not look happy that I was there too. My father greeted them but nodding his head at them. When everyone sat, my father started to talk.
"Everyone…I have got information about a possible Grimm attack."
"Kyle, I want to know where you got this information….I saw you in the forest with your family. I trust you, kyle, but shit does not add up with that," Said my uncle James.
"Sigh….I know, but all the information I am about to give you is 100% real….My son made contact with a Grimm, but that is not the only thing….the Grimm could….talk and seemed to have intelligence" I looked to see that everyone in the room had the same looked as my father did when I told him. They had looks of disbelief and shock. Yuri, one of the huntresses, got up from her seat, slammed her hands down, and said.
"That is FUCKING IMPOSSIBLE. Grimm do not speak….they only attack. Are you doing drugs, Kyle, and not only that, but you have your son on this SHIT as well….tell us the truth."
"It is the truth, Yuri, and James that voice you heard was the Grimm. I do not know why….but he warned us. I still do not trust him, but still, a warning is a warning."
"FUCK…..kyle…..that is some pretty heavy news…"
"I think we should hire some hunters to at least help us here." My father said.
"Kyle, with all due respect FUCK that…we need to talk about this Grimm thing….how do we know it is not the one leading the other Grimm here," said one of the hunters
"I am not sure myself, but my son has more information on it" My father looked at me and nodded his head. I looked to see that the other were looking at me with an intense stare. I took a deep breath and started talking.
"I met the Grimm at the Forest. He did not hurt me and seemed to be curious about….us humans. He asked some simple questions like how we are born and stuff like that. He also seemed…nice? I saw his appearance, but I was too scared and fainted. When I woke up, the Grimm protected Jocelyn and me in a cave not too far from here. He gave us a ride back, and that was when I talked to my father."
I said everything as best as I could. Hopefully, they believe what I had just said.
"Wait….so let me get this straight…..that Grimm not only talked but protected you. Does anyone see how crazy this all is? How do we know this is not the type of Grimm that possesses people or infects them." Said, Yuri. The look the others gave made me scared. I took a step back subconsciously. My father slammed his hands on the table and said.
"You think I did not think of that….I use the Grimm tracker to see if my son was infected or possess, and nothing came of it" after he said that, the room was even more shocked about that piece of information.
" Thomas….tell us….what did the Grimm look like," said James. The rest of them quickly picked their heads up and focused on me once again. I tried to remember what he looked like and could not help but shudder. He was friendly, yes, but was definitely scary looking. I looked at my uncle and said.
"He looked like a mix between an alpha beowolf and an Ursa. He was big and had bone armor on his faces and feet. He almost had a big tail that had bone spikes at the end of it. On his back were a few small bone spikes as well."
"Thomas…you said that he let you ride on his back….be honest here how fast was the Grimm going."
"I would say a lot faster than of you…" Looking at my father, I said, "Dad….I do not think you could beat him; when we were coming back, I saw that Grimm kill beowolves like they were nothing to him. One sweep of the claw, and they were cut in half."
My father and the rest talked for a little bit after I said that. It was decided that they would meet him and see if he was a threat or not. I tried telling them that he was not like that, but they did not believe me. I hope that he would not be mad at me for this.
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