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New world, new scars (pt1?)

Tried to make a short story with Grim's pov. sorry if its ooc. this is an au. this yuu is not the same as "uncanny and unknown Yuu"

Once upon a time, Grim had a dream. He wanted to be the greatest mage in the world. He waited for the black carriage, but it never came for him.

He waited and waited, but there was no sign of them coming, so he came to the night raven college himself.

Grim got himself into trouble on the first day he got there. He knew that the people there wouldn't accept him, so he tried to snatch a robe from one of the students in the coffin.

He didn't manage to, and now he was chasing after him, which led to getting caught by the headmaster.

The next thing he knew, he was in the mirror chamber, and the student he wanted to steal his robe from was declared magicless.

"A mistake"

"You weren't supposed to be here."

Grim thought he saw how the magicless student tried to make himself smaller when murmurs began, but Grim never cared about him. What Grim cared about was that there was a vacant spot. He will take that spot. He will replace him.

To do that, he has to show how much he is worth.

In an instant, the whole room was full of bright blue flames, sending people into frenzies. no doubt because they were in awe at the huge flame he made! It means he's powerful!

He heard a painful yelp and something cooking somewhere in the crowd, but he was too busy to care about something like that. He looked at the rest, waiting to be validated and ready to be acknowledged as a new student.

That's how it goes, isn't it? the strong over the weak? He had shown them what he was capable of.

That didn't happen. He was collared and kicked out of the school.

Grim slipped in again, and he saw a house so dilapidated that there couldn't possibly be anyone else living there. only, there is someone there.

The magicless student. His robe singed, and there was an unmistaken scent of burnt flesh and blood. He was standing in the middle of the room, looking lost, tired, and downright miserable.

He decided to come in.

So many things happened after that. That guy is a stupid thing. He's more scared of his fire than the ghosts! It should be another way around, but Grim isn't complaining that much when he helped him shoo the ghosts away.

And then the headmaster came. One thing led to another, Grim, and that new henchman of his had become a janitor.

He managed to get into the school, but not as a student. It was not his ideal position, but he had no choice, even if he complained loudly. His henchman could only nod, helpless and weak.

The only good thing he does is give Grim food and a place to sleep, and that just made his new life with the magicless henchman a bit bearable.

The morning comes, and Grim has a job to do. Well, not him, but his henchman. He would rather watch than do this stupid useless work. His henchman said something, but Grim is the boss in this relationship, so he doesn't need to listen to him.

His henchman quieted down, meekly sweeping the pavement with the broom given to him while Grim entertained himself with the statues and that newcomer who introduced himself as Ace Trappola.

He was nice, until he wasn't.

Cruel remarks left Ace's mouth, a mocking sneer etched on his face. Grim anger grew. His henchman tried to talk and make peace, but he was an idiot.

His henchman wasn't helpful at all. Words won't do anything. He needs to fight back!

He doesnt. And so Grim takes the lead, sending a bunch of fireballs at Ace. Ace retaliated even more, sending the flame away and everywhere with his wind magic.

His henchman took a few steps back, hiding behind the statue. Away from sight, away from mind. Grim disliked his choice and personality.

One of the flames is heading to Grim's direction. He didn't see his henchman reach out from behind him, and Grim dodged at the last minute while complaining.

"Why do I have to be stuck with a magicless guy!?"

Said person froze in place, and then the fireball hit his face.

The smell of burning intensified. His henchman swallowed his scream by gritting his teeth. And yet, somehow, it pierced the silence as Grim and Ace stood still while watching him curled on the pavement. His bloody hands cradled half his face.

The headmaster came, and he was understandably furious, but the henchman unexpectedly begged not to suspend them.

"It was my fault. This is what I deserved."

They both tried to protest when the headmaster punished them before leaving to guide the poor henchman into the infirmary.

When his henchman came back, half his face was covered by bandages, his smile was tight, and his hands trembled when he approached Grim.

"The headmaster said to look after you, and you shouldn't ditch your punishment," he said after a while, never looking him in the eye.

Grim defended himself, "It was not my fault. You said it was you. You should do it instead."

Grim ran off before he said anything. He does not want to be stuck all day doing janitor work. He is the great Grim after all. He must not stoop so low.

Grim heard his henchman chased after him. It goes from one pair of feet to two to three pairs of feet. His henchman somehow managed to drag Ace into chasing after him and involving a random guy by the name of Deuce.

Grim jumped on a chandelier in an effort to escape; Deuce threw Ace at him, and both fell down along with the chandelier.

There was a crash, Grim's vision fading in and out. He thought he smelled blood wafting in the air, but when he was brought to reality, everyone was fine. They got caught by the headmaster again, but fine.

The scent still lingers in the air, and it took him time to realize it was there because the source was following him.

Grim told his henchman to wash up because he smelled dirty. The henchman winced in response. He murmured sorry with his head down and took a step back.

Because of his henchman and those two idiots he brought with him. He was forced to get involved and find the magestone in a dwarf mine to compensate for their mistake in destroying the chandelier.

He did not like ghosts, nor did he like the dark, but he wouldn't admit that. He is the great Grim after all. He doesn't have weaknesses!

His paws slowly reach out to cling onto his henchman's pants, only for the henchman to flinch away from his touch. One eye blown wide opened in fear and mouth slightly ajar before it snapped shut.

Blue eyes met his in confusion, and the henchman immediately averted his gaze.

There's a monster in the mine. More fearsome and powerful than him. Grim is scared, but he fights back even as they all dash to find a way out.

He's not like his henchman, who only knows how to hide, run, and attempt to talk to calm things down; this is why he must fight.

When they escaped, the two idiots fought. One wants to leave, and another wants to go back and take the magestone, so they cannot get expelled.

His henchman tried to settle them down after their heated argument. He gets pushed, and he falls down so easily. His palms grazed by the tiny sharp rocks. He's so weak that his body shook like a leaf blown by the wind, and his eyes were filled with fear, but he was awfully adamant about getting that magestone.

He begged to be heard, and they listened, even though they were unwilling.

The plan succeeds. The monster died, and they cheered. Everyone is relieved, but no one is more relieved than the henchman.

Grim didn't point that out. He has something important to take care of.

Grim gobbled up the black magestone he found on the dirt, and everyone watched as he did so. Only those two idiots said something about it.

Their troublesome tasks were rewarded much to Grim's delight. He is a student now, though he shares the same position as his henchman but that is bearable. His dream is getting closer!

Grim wanted to brag about the magestone the headmaster gave him to his henchman, so he approached him so he could take a look at it as well.

His henchman took a step backward, and he didn't meet his eyes.

Grim huffed at his expression and bragged it to the others instead.

That night, Grim ate a hearty meal while the henchman ate a little. He could smell a strong flowery scent on him when he finished showering, and when it was time to sleep, the henchman decided to sleep on the floor while Grim slept on the bed.

Grim looked down at him from the edge of the bed. The henchman was curling up in his sleep with no blanket or pillow.

Grim didn't say anything and decided to settle himself on the other side of the bed.

If there was a subtle scent of salt, he didn't mention it in the morning.

That was the first two days when he met Yuu, his henchman. It was also one of the most memorable moments he had with Yuu.

He had the weirdest name that sounded like you, and he was more trouble than he was worth.

Sure, they are all trouble, but his henchman makes it worse.

It was not their fault that he was hurt. He was simply too weak and too slow; he couldn't avoid the attack. Yuu can't say no to odd jobs that the headmaster gave or to anyone in particular.

And if Grim said no and then changed his answer, then that just means he's good at negotiating.

Overall, Yuu just don't belong here. That was Grim's thought, and it will always be every time the henchman gets picked on and returns back with bruises, blood, and a limp.

Yuu was useless and pathetic, as well as an idiot who always tried to talk their way out of a fight when it should be clear that they needed to be dealt with fighting.

If his henchman were in the wild, where Grim used to live, he wouldn't survive at all, so it was a good thing you had Grim beside Yuu and fought back for him. He is the Great Grim's henchman, after all.

Grim always peered down from the bed every night and watched Yuu fall asleep. There were tears streaming down Yuu's cheeks, and this doesn't surprise Grim anymore.

But Yuu were always quiet when he shed tears. Too quiet that Grim wouldn't know he was crying if it weren't for his scent of salt wafting in the cold air.

His figure started looking smaller and smaller as the night went on.

Grim always wondered why he cried.

He tried to sleep on the floor with Yuu one night. It was very cold that night, he reasoned with himself.

The floor thumped lightly under his weight, and his henchman suddenly jolted awake and recoiled away from him in a matter of seconds, like an instinct.

Grim saw the same thing in his eye.

Grim frowned and said, "Whaddya get scared for?"

"I'm sorry" was Yuu's response.

Ace and Deuce were Grim's, and also his henchman's friends. Thats what Grim thinks, but Grim thinks friends is not what Yuu would call them since he barely opened up with them.

Yuu dislike Ace's terrible pranks and his hurtful jabs that ace said were jokes.

Yuu dislike the violent tendencies that pop up once in a while and sometimes accidentally on the receiving end.

Still, Yuu followed them even as his hands trembled against his will. They are both rough with Yuu, but Yuu won't speak up about how ugly bruises began to decorate his whole body.

Yuu would rather hide it and shut up. And if asked, he lied.

Grim didn't say anything to the two idiots, but he joined in the fun, and they received scratches.

Grim remembered the time when they all got stuck together, which eventually got dubbed friendship. It was when Ace got collared and they met Riddle, the teapot tyrant, along with Trey and Cater.

His henchman looked a bit comfortable with Trey, but it was the opposite for Cater. Yuu didn't really trust him, but he still couldn't say no to the suggestion to take a picture together.

Yuu's smile is rather ugly, and he was so out of place. His henchman apologized many times for making the picture ugly. Cater said it was fine, but Yuu still think about it.

Yuu's behavior toward Trey shifted when they needs his help to make a chesnut tart. Trey tricked and lied about the simplest thing. He then talked about his unique magic, and Grim witnessed that his henchman's face suddenly went even more pale.

Yuu suddenly acted like everything he was walking on were eggshells in a matter of seconds. He had a hard time eating the food Trey made, so he gave it Grim.

Grim ate his treats with a full belly.

He heard Yuu's stomach growled loudly that night.

If Yuu had magic and a dorm, there's a high chance that he might be Riddle's favorite person. Yuu submitted too easily when he was confronted by Riddle. Yuu apologized like his whole life depends on it, and said he would make up for it. For himself and for Ace and Deuce.

Yuu said he would do anything. Just let them go.

When Riddle left, pleased at Yuu's groveling, Ace gets mad, and his voice is loud as he berated Yuu. Deuce looked at Yuu in disapproval and concern and Grim wanted to yell at his henchman.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

His henchman cried out, "I'm sorry. im sorry. im sorry."

His henchman is really weak. He decided to cry instead of fighting back.

There was an overblot. Things are never peaceful with the idiots he was forced to get along with. Some days are fun, but this was not one of them.

It was just like before. The monster is stronger than him. Grim is scared, but he still fights back, even if it doesn't affect him.

Yuu still hides, tempting to run away.

Grim, and the other two kept an eye on him.

The monster disappeared. They managed to save Riddle. Everyone gets out of this fight with a mild scratch, bruises, and dirty clothes.

His henchman didn't do anything, and he came out with a broken arm and a small branch stabbed into his side.

Yuu was out of view, like he didn't want to be found. His cries are quiet as always, and his face is weary as he lets out a stuttered breath while nursing his wound.

Grim heard what Yuu murmured underneath his breath when he approached him.

"He has friends… How nice… How nice that someone cared for you."

Grim called for Ace and Deuce instead of confronting whatever he meant.

Going to the infirmary would be the norm if it weren't for Yuu actively avoiding it.

When one urges him to go, he will be hesitant to drink the limited healing potion, preferring to find the simplest first aid and bandages.

Grim remembered asking why, and his henchman replied that he didn't want to be more in debt with the headmaster.

"And be more of a baggage? How's your going to run with a twisted ankle? You know I can't always protect you." Grim had replied sassily back then.

He almost missed the way his henchman stood rigidly with a terrified expression. The healing potion held tightly in his grip.

Grim didn't see Yuu taking it, but Yuu looked okay after that. Yuu can run even though he is slow and almost falls.

Yuu's face had been wincing in pain, but he can still keep up with Grim, and that's all that matters.

but Yuu was here again, terribly hurt than before. The blood gushed and Yuu wanted to go back while they treated him. Yuu didn't want to trouble them, but Ace and Deuce protested that he should rest here.

Grim saw that Yuu struggled to say something, but the words died down in his throat. Yuu nodded hesitantly.

They leave him there to recuperate that night.

The next day, Yuu was in an even more terrible shape. The blood soaked through, and the makeshift splints and bandages are all ruined. A new bruise bloomed on his face and peeking out of his wrinkled shirt.

There was even blood coming out of his nose that smeared on the lip's area, like Yuu tried so hard to erase it. But even if he did succeed, the blood on the collar would tell them.

"I fell. I'm sorry for troubling you," he said with cracks in his voice. He sounded ashamed, afraid, and so on.

They don't believe that, of course. They all knew what a bruise from falling looked like.

Ace and Deuce told Riddle, who wanted to mend their relationship and be a better person, and now those bullies got punished and collared. Ace and Deuce didn't pass the chance to beat them up in their own ways. Brutally.

Grim thinks he finally knows why Yuu follow them of all people.

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