Thread:SpiritedDreaming/@comment-24857712-20180712124300/@comment-24857712-20190903020854

(Part 2 here)

The huntsman recoiled in shock.

"Wh-who are you!?" he yelled as he stepped back.

As the boy corrected his positioning, the huntsman could distinguish his features.

Bluish green hair, grey clothes, and most obvious, a pair of wolf ears situated on the boy's head.

"A faunus .." The huntsman muttered to himself.

"Grun Zircon... " The boy said, " ... you're quite well known, apparently, you faked your death in an operation in order to assist terrorists. By now you're also smuggling weapons to your comrades"

Grun tightened his jaw and said "Who are you?"

"Ah ... right, introductions." The faunus said as he landed on the water.

"Cyan Blaraket."

Grun's brain wracked for answers when he remembered something.

"You ... how'd you know?!" he shouted.

"Pretty simple actually." Cyan said as he playfully kicked the water. "Just a game of Watchman."

Grun froze, this boy has been watching him?! But how? He was sure nobody else saw him.

Before he could reply, he was staring right to Cyan's dull eyes.

"I suppose you were planning a hostage situation, hmm?" Cyan inquired with a childish grin plastered on his face.

Grun's instincts went on panic mode, how did this boy close the distance between them in an instant?! He didn't hear anything from Cyan's apparent movement. The only thing he could do was fall back and crawl away in panic. Then he realized.

"It was you?! You led the Military to our camp!" Grun demmanded.

"You just figured out now?" Cyan said as he tilted his head.

Realizing this, Grun went on a rage, he immediately got up and charged towards the faunus, hands on his daggers as he slashed at the boy's neck.

The next thing he knew was that he never felt anything hit as he landed face first into the water, he scrambled back up and looked behind him. Cyan was still there, still grinning.

"Well, I suppose a bit of workout wouldn't hurt?" Cyan said, his grin slowly getting more twisted.

(Part 3 incoming)