Yavinus here, with a new chapter, presenting Gwen Darcy. Hope you enjoy! And remember reviews and constructive criticism is always welcomed.

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"Dance, my little child

Dance, dance, dance

Even after you lost

Your innocence long ago

Dance, dance, dance

Until the end

Until all is consumed"

The room was white, illuminated by many light bulbs. However, the place wasn't completely void and one could see many figures simulating monsters and a small dark figure, looking at the dummies that were painted in black with white faces.

The only person in the room, a young girl in dark purple and grey clothes with armor tassets. These had many thin holes with it, useful to hold small objects with ease. Then, the sound of an alarm it was hear in the room and the young girl breathed and exhaled.

In an instant, she moved her hands and took three knifes with each one from her tassets and threw them to the dummies with great precision, as the weapons managed to hit in their vital parts.

Their eyes.

Their throats.

Their hearts.

Of course, they didn't bleed, but it didn't matter for the young girl, as she continue throwing more knifes to the rest of the dummies until she run out of them. Then, another alarm was hear and rectangles of the immaculate white floor suddenly opened, a black void that soon enough was occupied by four Grimm (all of them Beowolfs), or rather, drones that simulated them.

The robots growled with their mechanical voices and they launched towards their foe, but the small girl didn't flinch for a second, and rapidly, she ran towards the dummies and extracted the knifes in them in quick succession. A fake Grimm tried to grab her right leg, but managed to dodged, bending it with grace before she threw three knife to his chest. With a myriad of electrical sounds, the fake monsters convulsed and then stopped working, falling to the ground.

The others droids didn't stop at the sight of their fallen comrade, as they began to attack on an artificial frenzy state at the same time. However, the young fighter simply began to dodge the attacks with dexterity, flexing her body rapidly, while the claws of her enemies tried to hit her body in vain.

For anyone who watched the fight, it looked like a deadly dance between mortal foes, coordinated and beautiful, with the grace of many years of training and discipline.

Finally, the young girl, with a rapid succession of hand movements and many knifes thrown at the same time, she ended the fight.

Another alarm was hear, indicating the end of the training section.

"Well done Miss Darcy, your teacher would be proud of you" a masculine voice suddenly came "Do you want some refreshment?"

Gwen Darcy sighed while she put her knifes in her tassets. She saw that the door of the training room opened, a butler of indeterminate age holding a silver plate with fruits and a glass full of water.

"No thanks, I will only drink water," the young teen said while she grabs the glass and drink it with her heart content.

"Also, congratulations with your assignation to Shade Academy, you deserve it," the butler said while he smiled. "I believe that Mr and Mrs Darcy too would be also happy"

"Yes…," Gwen said whit a little doubt, her parents weren't at home for the moment and only they would return at late night "Yes, they would…"

She went out from the big room and she covered her face from the natural light of the sun outside, far more brilliant and warmer than the artificial white light. She saw the beautiful gardens that surrounded her while the voices of many birds could be hear from an enormous cage near the place.

Of course, this type of view wans't very common in the Kingdom of Vacuo. Not for the average citizen of it anyways, as being from the Darcy family brought out many benefits and commodities for the young Gwen.

However, Gwen wanted to see what was beyond her comfortable life, she wanted to see beyond the beautiful gardens and colourful songbirds.

She went directly into her room, after walking through many halls with paintings representing the achievements of many Vacuonian warriors and heroes. Her parents always had this great pride for their Kingdom's history and culture.

The bedroom was paint with her favourite colours, purple and black. Her wardrobe was characterize by the big amount of ballet shoes that it had. Ballet was Gwen's favourite hobby, so much that she incorporated in her combat style. Her personal trainer encouraged her in doing it, as it was the use of knifes. Honestly, even the young found the use of knifes rather than an long ranged weapon like a rifle or even a crossbow weird, but it found easier for her with that particular style and even with her Semblance.

She went to the bathroom to take a shower. She filled the bathtub with warm water and enjoyed the sensation of her body being clean off the sweat and the fatigue of the training. She meditated about her decision of being a Huntress, something that even her parents were surprised, even after that horrible night…

Gwen shaken off her head, pushing away the painful memories.

"It had been years, forget about it! Nothing will change the harsh truth, you have a life ahead, enjoy it!" she said to herself, but even after all this years, in certain nights, she still had some nightmares.

Gwen sighed, trying to relax and not to fill her mind and body with stress. She needed to be calm for the initiation in Shade Academy, her new place where she would live and train for four years with others huntsmen and huntresses.

She tried to imagine herself being one of them, fighting the darkness that threated humanity since the beginning of time.

She wanted to protect people, but also, she wanted to see what was beyond all of that, if there was…something more than darkness and death.

"One day I will find out"

After that, she went out of the bathtub and dried herself, put her sleepwear and went to take a nap, grabbing her favourite book. When she was halfway through, a sudden though came to her.

"There will be many people in the initiation…it will be awkward"

Gwen didn't liked large crowds, even in the big parties that her family did, she preferred to be in a corner and don't talk a lot. Maybe it was a flaw of character, or maybe it was something else. But she preferred tranquillity and quietness, and yet she wanted to be a huntress. If she wanted to be successful, she had to be more open to people.

"Maybe in the initiation…yeah, that will be better"

It was the last thing she though before she went to sleep.

Author Notes: So, did you enjoy it? If you did, leave a review or comment, they are very helpful. Also, constructive criticism would be appreciate it, it helps a story to be , I announce that because of the exams I will have soon, I wouldn't post any chapters in the following days, but I will continue writing in the few moments of free time I have and I will post the next chapter as soon I finish with the exams. See you next update and take care!