Gren stood before the door to his mother's cabin, trembling just slightly. He summoned his courage and opened the door, stepping within. The sounds of shouting and struggle could be heard within for a few brief moments before it ceased abruptly. Grendel emerged from small wooden home with a split lip and a few flecks of blood on his cheek. He had his bow now. Gren took a few shaky steps away from the house before starting off at a trot towards the bridge.

Alph was already there when he arrived, so Gren took a moment to wipe off the stray dots of crimson liquid with the sleeve of his tunic. He then approached Alphonse wordlessly, and stared off into the distance, his face a shade paler than usual. 

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[i][color=00a651]"Mother? I, I just need to grab a few things. I swear, I'll be out in just a moment."[/color]

[color=00aeef]"You? You [b]filthy[/b] little rat! You're not going anywhere!"[/color] Gren's mother hefted a heavy a heavy drinking goblet and hurled it at Gren's face. The goblet hit him square in the jaw, and blood began to leak from his lip.

Gren held his jaw, staring at his mother in shock, and then rage. [color=00a651]"You... you fucking cunt!"[/color] And with that, Grendel hurled himself at his mother, until the two were nothing but a frenzy of biting, and kicking, and anger. The fight ended with Gren straddled over his mother's chest, his hands tightening around her neck. 

[color=00a651]"I hate you! You ruined my life! You and father ruined me! YOU'RE A MONSTER!"[/color] His mother opened her mouth in response, though only spittle leaked out. Then it was done.

Grendel could not make himself speak. He instead chose to wrap himself into a ball and cry silently. With that done, Gren retrieved what he arrived for and left.[/i]