Close Encounters [Hunt-Closed]

It had been a rather peaceful, yet dull day for this Boarbatusk: he had not come into contact with literally any living being this day, and while that meant that he was out of conflict and therefore safe...it meant he was out of conflict, and Grimm loved to cause mayhem, especially for humans and those weird part-human part-animal ones. It was so fun to watch them suffer, to see their faces covered in agony, and then to ultimately see them die once all there blood gushed out...

Yes, this Boarbatusk was begging for some action, and just as if it was destiny...he sensed something. Off a little in the distance, he could sense the worry and doubt of someone, and who was the most likely to worry or doubt? Humans, of course, plaguing themselves with so many little things that didn't matter at all in the grand scheme of things. This Boarbatusk was just about ready to gut this little worrywart, and just to make sure, he ground his tusks against a nearby tree to make sure they were extra sharp before he journeyed forth in the direction of the worrywart.

Crossing through tall grass and brush, the negative emotions of self-doubt and wallowing were getting stronger and stronger until he made a brief glimpse through the brush and saw some man with a scarf exploring the forest, and he was definitely the root of the doubt. This Boarbatusk braced itself, stomped on the ground twice, then snorted and charged out of the brush at top speed. He was aiming at the man's abdomen, more towards the side, in an effort to just rip off half of his middle.

As this Boarbatusk had hoped, the human wasn't going to be an easy kill, which was okay because easy kills weren't nearly as enjoyable. As he was charging at the human, it took off into the sky after throwing something in the air, but this Boarbatusk knew from previous encounters that humans cannot fly and will eventually fall.

This Boarbatusk let his weight drag which slowed him to a halt and prevented him from bashing into the tree, and he looked up just in time to find the human falling down towards him and having it's fist about to meet the thick armor of his faceplate. This Boarbatusk tilted it's head slightly so that the attack would glance off of him, for he knew many a Grimm who thought their defenses impenetrable only to have their faces caved in, and he knew not the strength of his opponent. He then attempted a swipe with his tusks in response, but the human was agile and quickly made distance between them.

After locking onto the humans position and letting out a deep grunt, this Boarbatusk hunkered down and prepared to rush at the human again. He then pushed off with all his weight and barreled at the human at full speed until he was about five feet away from it, at which he leaned slightly to the left and dropped his weight again, which caused him to drift to the left. This positioned him right behind a nearby tree, and this Boarbatusk used his hind legs to push off and gain close to full momentum again: he had performed a juke, and was now coming at the human from the left side, lowering his head to be able to lift it and thrust his tusks up into the abdomen of the human.

This Boaratusk took great pride that his natural instinct and small amount of combat experience aided him in landing a blow on the worrywart. However, whatever the simple human was wearing seemed to prevent him from ripping apart his flesh, which was mildly aggravating, as he wanted to see the red fluid spill out from the human and drown the forest floor below. The human once again attempted to attack his armored face plate, and this Boarbatusk was so puzzled on how stupid this human was that he kind of just stood there and decided to take the blow...and that's when things turned very VERY sour.

Upon contact with his faceplate, this Boarbatusk felt sudden sharp pain flood through his entire body, but he couldn't move himself away from the human either as his body would not listen to him. The mere seconds felt like hours of agony and torture, and after struggling it use his body this Boarbatusk eventually managed to pry free and and stumble backward from his human opponent, placing himself about three feet away. This Boarbatusk was having problems focusing his sight on the human now, but he could partially make out the outline of him. In order to give himself more time to recuperate, this Boarbatusk used his tusks as a shovel or scooping tool of sorts, and picked up a rather big rock that would probably weigh ten pounds. This Boarbatusk then flung it at the human, whipping his head sideway to ensure that it traveled in a straight line rather than in a falling arc, thereby covering more ground and being a bit more difficult to evade at that speed.

This Boarbatusk then just stood there, shaking his head back and forth as he attempted to clear the stars from his eyesight.

(I whip my tusks back and forth, I whip my tusks back and forth! XD)

After shaking his head for awhile, this Boarbatusk noticed that the human had disappeared from view. This Boarbatusk looked first left, then right, then up...but there was no pathetic human to be found. This Boarbatusk still sensed the human however, and did not figure he'd be the kind to run away from a battle...and unfortunately, he was right. Suddenly, the human appeared to the side of him, and before this Boarbatusk could respond he whirled around and struck him right between the very minute gap in his natural armor. It sliced right in and dug into this Boarbatusk. This Boarbatusk felt the agonizing prickles and pain again, and he knew there was no way he could let that happen again, but there was also no way he could back away and go for a counter attack. This Boarbatusk had to go all out, as it was now or never.

After a brief moment or so of being unable to move, this Boarbatusk not only got back up and standing, but also let out a VERY loud whine. Then, he forced himself to pop up, and he made a very small air somersault. Once this Boarbatusk began to land, he was spinning full force, and quickly shot forward at full speed towards the human.

Should the human not respond quick enough, he could easily have lost his hand, but this Boarbatusk knew this human seemed to be rather quick. However, dodging an attack like this at such a close range...now that would be a feat indeed.

This Boarbatusk had maybe made a mistake in pursuing this human, but it was more than too late for that. This Boarbatusk had intended to not only possible rip off the human's hand (or even his entire arm for that matter), but he had also intended to flatten him into a human pancake. However, the human read this Boarbatusk's movements, much as he had the entire time, and responded accordingly.

There was no way this Boarbatusk could change his direction, they only way to go was straight ahead. This Boarbatusk did just that, unaware of the heavy coil the human had attempted to catch him in...and was not only successful, but was fortunate as well: due to the nature of this spinning attack, the coil manage to snag the Boarbatusk in the spot that the human just previously stuck, getting a great grip into the hide of him. As this Boarbatusk flew forward with his spinning attack, the coil didn't move, and the result was quite unpleasant as it ripped through his hide and all the way through his body at an angle.

Both halves of this Boarbatusk fell to the ground, the lower half containing the majority of his face landed in a manner that he could see the human one last time. His red eyes glared at him as this Boarbatusk's vision and conscious faded away.

This Boarbatusk was rather disappointed: he really wanted to spill his guts everywhere, but alas he was outclassed in nearly every way. This Boarbatusk decided that overall, this was fine, as eventually one of his brethren would catch up with this human and fulfill what he could not.

This Boarbatusk was satisfied with this realization, and with one last grunt, he let it all go.

Despite the nature of the Grimm, when they turned into the black mist and disperse into nothingness, one cannot help but feel a mixture of satisfaction and hope being slowly doused by mystery and uncertainty.


{......Bleh, dead X_X]

600 exp and 500 lien rewarded to Kei