*The snarling of the Grimm surrounded you while you huddled up against the mangled corpses of your family. It was too late to run. You were completely outnumbered and surrounded. Until a voice came from the darkness of the night.*

"Why do you cling to those masses of flesh, child? Can you not see they are nothing but mush?" The woman stepped into your view. Her skin ash white, with veins as black as the night sky around you. The cracked moon behind her illuminated her figure, while the flames from your family home let you see the monster in front of you.

"Do not fear, I have no desire to kill you." She chuckled, her voice booming as the Grimm paced behind their mistress.