Nine months, that's how long Y/n had been forced into bed. His injuries prohibit him from doing anything else.
In all nine months, he had been regularly visited by Maki, his technical aunt. And a few random members of the Kukura unit, all of whom had been pestering him about whether or not he felt good enough to join the Kukura unit in their training.
Not once had anyone else he was close to bothered coming by. Not Obito, not Ogi, no one. He was now outcasted. Thrown from heaven and straight into hell.
How cruel his family could be.
But in these times of darkness, he found comfort in maki.
Maki, much like himself, had a little aura, unlike him, she had a weak semblance that only seemed to slightly increase her physical power.
She had been ostracised from birth, none wanting anything to do with her, not even her father, Ogi.
She had the misfortune of being born a woman in the zenin clan. And been burdened even more by having no good semblance.
Y/n was only dealing a fraction of what she had to deal with her entire life, and he'd never felt lower.
She was truly a black sheep.
Y/n was pulled from his thoughts when the shoji was pushed open. Reveling maki as she walked in. The ever-embarrassing outfit all Kukura unit members were required to wear.
"Y/n." She greeted, walking over to the bed Y/n had been forced into.
"Maki." Y/n greeted back. Nodding his head.
Maki looked him over, taking note of his injuries as she leaned on her hip. "Not much longer and you'll be set to leave..." Maki said, before shaking her head. "Not like it matters. You'll just be put in with us."
"Yeah, and I'll lose my sense of fashion," Y/n grunted out, closing his eyes as he heard Maki sigh.
"You get used to it."
Y/n opened his eyes again, staring up at Maki. "Anything happening outside?"
"Not really. Besides Naoya returning from his mission." Maki said.
Ah yes, Naoya. The bastard.
Naoya Zenin, The bastard Head of the Hei
While Y/n hadn't formally met his uncle(Due to him being called upon to deal with missions quite regularly), maki had told him of all his... Exploits.
He had beat her down when she had failed her test and was just generally being a huge asshole who thought himself above everyone else.
"Ugh, he couldn't just die in a ditch and do humanity some form of a favor?" Y/n asked, causing Maki to sigh, for she had thought similarly before.
"You should watch how you talk of him. He isn't above striking those who are injured." Maki warned. Y/n not even bother to ask how she knew. Cause he knew it was true.
The two fell in silence. Maki looked down at Y/n for a few seconds before shaking her head.
"Are you feeling well enough to walk around yet?"
"I think so..." He replied, maki reached for a handout, which he grabbed to pull himself up.
Y/n stood up slowly, his body ached from the sudden movement after not doing much for those few months.
He leaned into Maki, who watched him quietly, using an arm to wrap around him and hold him steady.
"Would you like to see the outside?"
"Yes please."
Maki nodded, and the two made their way out of the building. Y/n had to bring a hand to cover his eyes as they adjusted to the light.
After they had adjusted, Maki led him out further. The entire place was empty. Not a soul in sight.
"Where is everybody?" Y/n asked, his eyes looking around.
"Most are celebrating the arrival of Naoya. That drunkard Naobito uses any excuse to drink." Maki gave a brief explanation, stopping by a tree and letting Y/n lean on it.
Y/n stayed silent, starting out at the yard before him.
Maki looked at him through the corner of her eye. As if studying him.
"Maki..." Y/n started, looking down at his hand. "is it our fault for being weak? For the clan despising us as they do?"
"Do you feel like that's the reason? The clan hating us because we're weak?" Maki asked, looking forward as some peddles fell from the tree.
Y/n didn't respond. And the two relished the silence as nature filled the silence.
"Maki," Y/n looked at her directly. "I hate them. I can only guess your feelings. Let's make a pact..."
Maki looked over at him, a brow raised.
"Let's burn everything to the ground."
Y/n sighed, he was now much older, a staggering 9 years old. Four years forward from when we last saw him. The bottom half of his face was covered by a black mask and he wore a traditional Kukura unit outfit. A Katana at his side.
Y/n was currently standing with 6 other members of the unit, his designated 'Squad'. All facing the same way with their arms behind their backs.
Today would be a tedious day. As today their leader, Nobukai, would be checking their rooms. Making sure they are set to the Zenin example. Perfect.
The Shoji was pushed open, and immediately the members all stiffened up, their gazes hardening as Nobukai walked in. His eyes cold.
He didn't bother saying anything as he walked past the group. They all stayed looking forward as Nobukai did so.
He looked through their beds one by one, before stopping suddenly. All members are tense.
"Who slept in bed five?" Nobukai asked, causing Y/n to shudder. He slept in bed five.
"Y/n, Sir." One of them sold him out in a heartbeat.
"Mhm." He hummed in disappointment.
"The rest of you did well. I'll take the runt to be properly punished. The rest of you are expected to report to the dining hall in an hour. Y/n, with me." After giving his brief orders he walked past them, with Y/n quickly shuffling out and following after him.
The two walked in relative silence. Walking past a few more rooms until they reached the entrance of the Grimm pit. Where a few members of the Kukura unit were stood. One of them being Maki.
"Let's go." Nobukai said, and the others fell in line, making two lines and following after Nobukai, with Maki standing to the right of Y/n, taking the lead of the second line.
Y/n glanced over at her, and he caught her eying him from the corner of her eye as he did her.
The group reached a large open hole, where a marble staircase descended into a large arena, where there was a puddle of pure darkness in the middle. Shifting around and bubbling. If one squinted hard enough it would look like a large glorified open bath.
"ten minutes. Each of you. Good luck." Nobukai said, turning to them before walking straight down the middle of the two lines.
The members entered, going down the stairs in silence.
"The Blood Of Grimm" The Grimm pit
Around the large liquid, piles of bones and swords were strewn about. Members who had failed to survive the extreme exercise.
The liquid reacted to their presence. All forms of movement ceased for a second, before a large black claw shot out, and a beast quickly ripped itself out of the liquid.
A few more climbed out the large pool as well. Standing on the liquid as if it were a floor.
The first one to come out, presumably taking the role of alpha, roared out, and in an instant, the creature behind him jumped into action. Running forward and up the stairs towards the group of kukura.
The members drew their weapons, preparing for this fight.
Maki stepped back. Eyeing the creatures up. Around sixteen had left the liquid. Fifteen coming up the stairs.
The lead Kukura jumped off to the side, his increased physical from training slowing him to dodge a slam from a Beowolf.
He spun around and slashed at a Beowulf that had opened its maw to try and take a chunk from him.
The creature didn't care, twisting its head as the Katana slashed its throat. Biting into the man. Shaking him around violently like a dog would to a rabbit.
The man lost his sword, his grip weakening and him tossing it as it flew down the stairs, and his death was all but confirmed.
Maki turned to the side, watching as a six or so Beowulf tried taking down another Kukura. But he was backed up by two others, and they seemed to be doing great against the creatures.
"This isn't good. They're trying to surround us..." Y/n told Maki, watching as a few Beowulfs ran around the group. Higher up the stairs.
"Or trying to escape..." Maki said, before turning in time to slash Beowulf's face straight through the middle. Killing the creature instantly.
"This is a losing battle!" One of the kukura units said. Slashing at a Beowulf, which backed off in time for it to be just missed.
The Beowulf reached out, grabbing him and throwing him behind it.
The man yelled as he flew. Hitting the stairs with a loud crash before he fell down more. Down toward the pit.
Y/n stabbed into a Beowulf, straight through its head. He twisted the blade, before kicking the creature as it tried slashing at him.
As the creature fell backward down the steps Maki swooped in, stabbing it through its back as she braced.
The Beowulf roared loudly, as Y/n jumped down towards it, slashing through the creature's neck and Beheading it.
Maki pushed the creature up slightly, before pulling her sword out.
She pushed the body of the creature to the side. Allowing it to fall and land on the stairs as it dissolved.
Y/n glanced back and saw the Beowulfs were making their way down at them. Full speed.
"Their coming..."
"I can see that."
Maki looked back, before jumping and doing a backflip over a kukura unit member, who was fighting off two Beowulf on his own.
She slashed through their napes. Landing a few stairs lower, she crouched slightly as the Beowulfs turned toward her.
Y/n ran forward, blaming his sword through its back as he used it as a sort of sled.
Maki dodged to the side. Watching as Y/n and the beast tumbled. The creature has hit the floor hard enough to make Y/n lose his grip on his Katana.
As he rolled, slamming into the steps, he hit the back of Beowulf, slamming into another step, before he was suddenly near the bottom.
"Y/n!" Maki called, beginning to run down the stairs. The second Beowulf is stabbed through its back by the Kukura unit it was fighting before.
Y/n groaned, pushing himself up, as he looked over where the Beowulf landed. It was still alive. But it seemed just barely so. As it struggled to get up, from both the hits it took from the stairs and the sword in its back.
Y/n pushed himself up, groaning as he made his way to his Katana.
It was sudden, being slammed into from the side by Beowulf who had stayed near the pit.
"Oh, you have got to be shitting me." Y/n groaned, reaching and pushing himself up as his back ached.
The Beowulf moved after him. It's claws reaching for him.
"watch out!" Maki yelled, before tossing her katana like a spear.
Despite the attack hitting and going through its throat, the creature persisted.
Y/n glanced back, seeing the creature still moving at him as he grabbed his Katana. Placing a foot on the back of the Beowulf before he pulled it out.
Spinning around he slashed at it. Nicking the creature's face.
It slashed back. Its arms are seemingly longer than they should have been. Hitting Y/n's throat.
Y/n reached up to his throat, clutching it tightly as blood leaked through.
The creature readied another swipe as Maki landed on its back, pulling her katana out through the side of its neck. The momentum sent the creature to its side. Its head barely hung on.
The Beowulf's up-top had suddenly stopped. As though they lost something. And then they went from semi-calculated to pure beast. And just swung and bit.
Maki ran to y/n, who sat back on one of the large marble stairs, clutching his throat.
"Y/n!" She said fearfully, her hands shaking as she tried to think of something.
She ripped off her sleeve. As she moved to wrap it around his throat.
Y/n made choking sounds. And did his best not to struggle.
Maki tried. She really did. But with a wound like that, and with no medical supply, she just couldn't stop his bleeding.
She watched as he choked. His hands twitched as she quickly wrapped a hand around his. Holding it tightly.
She could feel two emotions pass through her at that moment. Sadness, and anger.
Sadness for watching her admittedly favorite relative choke on his own blood. And anger at the fact that the Zenins had allowed this to happen.
He choked once again, his eyes dulling, as Maki closed her eyes. Bringing her forehead to his. Closing her eyes.
His grip weakened. Y/n Zenin had died.
The shadows under him shifted.
-Preview of next chapter-
The file is opened, and Naobito reads it over.
The status of the Failed star of the Zenin's, Y/n.
He has failed his first test against the pit. Y/n Zenin is hereby Declared Dead. And shall be erased from Zenin family archives.
Naobito looked up, racing a brow.
"Whatever that thing is," Nobukai said, shifting slightly under Naobito's gaze. "It's not Y/n."
-End-
If you see Many in any place that looks weird, it's probably meant to say Maki. Just a heads up.