Surprise!

The trees in the forest obscured light so well it felt like midnight rather than midday, but Neyra couldn't afford to think about that, she must keep running. She can't go back, it's not home anymore.

Neyra checked her scroll. The time indicated that she'd been walking for close to three hours through the thick Mistrali forest. She decided this would be far enough for now, walking off to the right side of the path she was on, toward a large tree in a small clearing.

She put her bow and quiver down next to the tree, and then her small backpack as well. She sat down and considered the events of the last few years.

Neyra Inaya grew up in a small village, one where every able body was expected to pull their own weight, though it also held on to strict traditions. So Neyra found herself in the strange position of helping her father hunt game in the nearby forests, while also spending time learning how to be "ladylike" from her harpy of a mother. While there was a certain disconnect between these two parts of her life, for a while she was somewhat content,

Until her 16th birthday. This was the day her mother told her she was to be married to the son of the wealthiest man in the village, a 36 year old boar of a man named Laventus. The wedding was to take place in a years time, when she came of age. Neyra, of course, wanted no part in it, nor a man 20 years older than her, and spent that year trying to get out of it. She did everything she could to make herself as un appealing as she could get away with. She cut her normally hip length hair up to her ears, used a special fire Dust dye to permanently dye her bangs a bright red, to contrast her natural black. Then as suddenly as the news was given, it was her wedding day.

She was out of time and out of options, so she took what meager possessions she had, took her bladed bow, named Soltura, and her quiver, and she ran. Leaving the village forever.

Reminiscing about the turn her life took wouldn't take her anywhere though.

Her stomach practically roared.

...and it certainly wouldn't fill her stomach.

While she was reaching into her bag to pull out some of the little food she had managed to steal, she heard a very real roar, not too far off in the distance.

Grimm, and judging from the sound of howling, Beowolves. She hurriedly suppressed her fear, and gathered all her gear, readying her bow in her hand, with a lightning dust arrow loosely nocked.

She wasn't a proper huntress by any means, but every hunter in her village had their auras unlocked, as well as some training and bows modified to be able to fight any rare grimm they came across while hunting.

She ran through the forest as fast as she could, praying to the gods for any kind of help.

Her prayers seemed to have been rejected however when she cleared some foliage, and found herself facing at least twelve young Beowolves and two Alpha Beowolves.

Not seeing any other options she readied her bow and activated her semblance. She saw glowing spots on the Grimms necks and joints along their bodies, showing the points where a kill or weakening shot could be achieved. While her semblance wasn't flashy, it certainly came in handy during hunts. Weak points could be memorized of course, as all creatures, living or Grimm, tended to have same spots. The real beauty was its ability to mark anything in her sight, so that her allies might track the target better.

Rushing in, she ran to the closest Beowolf and swung her bow in an arc, decapitating the young, maskless grimm, and turned around to the three coming at her from the side, which she responded to by leveling her bow and letting loose the lightning dust arrow, hitting the one in the middle straight in the chest, the arrow then exploding into arcing electricity, electrocuting the other two near it.

Feeling somewhat proud of her ability to kill four grimm, she didn't see the two alphas come up behind her until too late, with one slamming its claws into her chest, her aura taking all the damage, then shattering behind the force of the blow. The other alpha managed to graze the arm she put up to block it, and she rolled away with the momentum of the strike. She spared a glance at her arm, it looked way worse than the graze she thought it was.

Her second loss of focus cost her, as one of the young Beowolves came at her, scoring a hit to her forehead, dragging its claws against her brow, blood leaking from the wound, and knocking her glasses off her face, her vision now doubly impaired. The grimm couldn't revel in its victory, however, as it got her bow in its head a moment later.

The two alphas approached her again, and it seemed that this would be it. With her arm wounded, she didn't have the strength to raise her bow again. She was dead, she was going to die here, not even that far from the village she was escaping.

She closed her eyes and prayed again for someone to help, and waited for her death.

"Hiyah!"

This time, her prayer was heard and answered, as she heard a girl shouting, she opened her eyes and saw a dark skinned girl, with bright orange hair, and very distinctive, feline ears atop her head speeding through the air, two scythe like weapons in her hands, she fell upon the two Alphas, cutting their heads clean off with her weapons, and landing in a kneeling position in front of Neyra. She then turned to the remaining young beowolves, holstering her weapons on her hips, and then made two quick motions with her hands, then slammed them together. Suddenly, several sharp branches came flying off the trees, impaling all the remaining grimm.

There was a hole in the trees from where the girl descended. It gave the girl an otherworldly glow. The girl, she must be an angel! Neyra almost didn't notice her savior reaching out a hand to help her up, the other handing her glasses back.

"Are you okay?"

Neyra looked up from the outstretched hand, and saw the angels face clearly, despite the lack of her glasses. She looked up into eyes whose color surpassed the most lush of trees she had ever seen, and responded after awkwardly staring for what felt like eternity.

"Y-yeah, I'm okay, just a few cuts, hehe, my aura can take care of it when it gets back."

After a few minutes of rest, her aura was back, and as she activated it, her wounds healed, though there were still some slight scars on her arm. "See? All better."

"I'm glad you're okay…" the girl paused, the question clear.

"Nerya. Neyra Inaya."

The Angel smiled.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Pembe, Pembe Serkan."

Ta da! I did it! And for once I actually did 99.2% of the writing on this chapter. So, here we have Neyra Inaya, with a wonderful change of me actually giving a fucking description of the character. I'm gonna rectify those flaws here in this AN so as to better enrich you. Still gonna be the cliff notes version cause I got Pembes chapter to write next. I'll also give a quick mention of another friend of mine, who I worked with to create Neyra. I won't giver her name, but she knows who she is. Thank you.

So, Kyane, light skin, short, pink hair and bright blue eyes. Wears suits in a rotation of white, grey and black in the chapter, he was wearing his black suit. Cause mourning. Snake fangs, also his jaw unhinges, neat huh? Oh yeah he's a snake faunus.

Ivy, also has light skin, but its suuuuper pale. The only splash of color is her orange eyes and short dark green hair, as well as her bright green lizard tail. She was wearing a stereotypical french maid outfit until we see her in Vale, where she's wearing some sturdy boots, black cargo pants, the sword, an orange tee, and a green tactical vest.

Speaking of Ivy, I described her as having flash speed, but its actually a lot less. Its like, half. This is so she cant pull any of that reality warping nonsense. And as for her "effect" well, Barry has his lightning, Ruby has her petals, Ivy leaves a vine like pattern in her wake, and is a green blur usually. Though she can slow herself down to be actually visible. I think that's about it for me on this end. Now, to go write Pembe. You'll probably see her in about a week or two. Ciao!

Yeah, there is a slight intro to Pembe. I'll let you guess what her semblance is.