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Chapter Four-Attack on Horton! Crash! Mortar crumbled and stones fell loose from their arches and ruins. Falling to the ground they clattered, smacking on top of each other and reverberating the cries of stone-on-stone. Crash, Crash! Two mighty plumes of dust shot into the sky from the edge of the mountain. An archway collapsed in on itself, the sound of it crashing into the forest floor mixed with the sound of massive footsteps heading towards them. Crash, Crash, Crash! Hazel, Edwin, Lucas and Lillian looked up at the mountain to see a massive shadow looming forward, the shadow was longer than an airship and it had a set of massive tusks protruding from its mouth. Every thunderous step it took brought it closer to the light and further way from the shadow... every step it took brought it way from the mountain and closer to them... In all her life Hazel had never heard of such a massive Grimm. Her blood ran icy cold and the sweat down her back seemed to freeze. Yet she was the only one who wasn't afraid. "What the hell is that thing?" Lucas whispered, he clutched his hand to stop it from shaking. "It's a Horton." An empty voice recited, "It's the last of its kind." Hazel didn't know this voice and searched around for its speaker but found no one but her group. Could it be him? The one she saw earlier in the trees? She watched as the monster reviled itself, striking the light. For its long mouth came a roar like none other. A piercing howl so horrifying it turned the wind into a living thing and sent it running towards the forest. "We need to get out of here, now!" Lucas yelled and grabbed her hand to drag her away. Hazel fought his tug and pushed herself away from him, her eyes never leaving the monsters ragged gray skin or his several glowing red eyes. Her eyes were fixed. "I'm not going anywhere." "Are you crazy? I mean, I know you are but we have to get out of here. We can't be anywhere near that thing." "Why not?" "Why not? Are you serious, are you actually being serious right now? T-that thing will kill us, I mean killus. I've never seen a Grimm that big before, there's no way we can do anything about it, there's nothing we can do! Let's just hope that no other team gets left in that monsters wake." "If you won't, then I will." She said grinning greedily and pointing Jetstream at the rampaging beast, "Can you imagine what would happen if we took that thing down? We'd be heroes. We'd be famous. I might be able to become a Huntress right here and now and I won't have to waste my time at Beacon, I won't have to follow the path he set for me." Grabbing Lucas she dragged him towards her, "Don't you see, don't you see? If we can take that thing down... if we can do it, like really, properly defeat that thing... we'll be gods! We'll be gods among mortal men. Renowned Hunters and Huntresses; they'll add our names to the history books and from now till the end of time people will learn about us and know what we did and who we are. I'll be remembered more than he ever will, you'll get what you want and everyone will get what they want. It's a win-win situation." She stared at him intensely, practically frothing at the thought, "The power that will come from defeating that Horton. I can hardly imagine it."