Set two years after the end of the movie!

This won't be too long of a story, maybe about 8 chapters total depending on how long each chapter is. Please let me know what you guys think. Keep in mind Raena (Main OC) won't be developed much within this first chapter, but in the next two you'll learn a whole lot about her! So, please just bare with me at the beginning!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything that has to do with Hansel and Gretel! I only own my personal original characters!

She didn't have to save him, it would have been just as easy to leave him there bleeding out until death took him. It would definitely have been much safer than taking him back to her small hut and tend to his wounds. Letting out a sigh, Raena began quietly cursing herself.

"You can't have left him there; if you did he'd have died… What if he didn't die? What if his sister had come along and found him?... What if she's bleeding out somewhere else from another fight with a different witch and they both died?..." With a shake of her head she turned back to the shirtless injured man currently resting on her bed. Her eyes widened in surprised when she found him sitting up, blue eyes locked on her with a crooked grin plastered on his lips.

"I suppose you know who I am then?" His voice was rough and heavy, his breathing a bit shallow from the extent of his injuries.

Raena gave a curt nod as she took a few small steps back away from him, her grip tightening around the cloth in her hand.

"And my sister, I'm to understand that she's not here and probably doesn't know where I am?"

She gave another nod and bit the inside of her bottom lip.

"Right." Taking a look at the healing wounds on his abdomen, Hansel raised a brow. "What happened, exactly?"

"I-I found you." She gestured towards the south window of her home. "A few hundred yards south of here. Y-you were wounded fighting-"

"A dark witch? Yeah, that's kind of my job." Wincing from moving too quickly, he raised a brow at the brunette across from him. "So you're a white witch?"

A lump caught in her throat as she took another step back and thought of how best to avoid that conversation. "I don't take life, I give it. When I can. At least." There was a moment of silence as Raena waited for him to either believe her, or decide to kill her.

"I appreciate your help. Do you have any idea where my sister might be?"

Sighing internally she shook her head. "I-I suppose she might be somewhere nearby, but I-I haven't seen her." Taking a deep breath, she forced a smile. "You need to rest still, I'll go out and try to find her."

Hansel narrowed his eyes in suspicion, taking a quit look around the small hut. "You're going to leave me here and go find my sister?"

"Yes. If you don't rest and allow my tonics to take full effect then you may reinjure yourself." After a slight pause she gestured towards the bed he was sitting on. "Y-your weapons are underneath of the bed. If you should need them."

"You do know that we don't kill white witches, don't you?" His words were spoken softly as if in an attempt to sooth and calm her.

Raena nodded, clearly her nervousness was showing. "I am aware of that, yes." She turned, quickly gathering a few ingredients for a tracking spell and combining them in a stone bowl. "I'll return soon, hopefully with your sister in tow." Receiving a nod in return, she headed out of the hut and back into the woods.

Raena didn't stop muttering curses to herself until she reached the small clearing that she had found Hansel in. It hadn't originally been a clearing; it became one when Hansel and the dark witch Mirona had flown in on her broomstick and crash landed. They took some of the nearby trees with them, shards of splintered wood and misplaced leaves strewn about.

"It's almost over, Rae. Just find Gretel, return her to her brother, and then they'll be on their way and none will be the wiser." Kneeling and placing the stone bowl on the ground in front of her she rolled her honey-colored eyes. "Because nothing bad could possibly come from helping the witch hunters." She closed her eyes to compose herself as she drew her small dagger from the sheathe around her ankle, hidden beneath the folds of her skirts. Holding her left palm open, Raena drew the blade across her skin and tilted it over the stone bowl. She could feel the life force being transferred as it ignited the items already within the bowl, a white flash on the other side of her eyelids.

A dark fog clouded her mind as she stood, straightening and turning her face to the sky. Hands turning upwards and stretching out at her sides, Raena opened her eyes but saw not the trees that had been above her head just a few seconds ago. She was in the same woods, a few miles away, the scent of blood and sweat guiding her. Time moved differently, both slow and yet much faster all at the same time. There was a fight just ahead of her, three witches fighting Gretel, and a troll, and a boy… The fourth had tried to get away, and Hansel had followed her, catching a ride attached to her broom.

Raena inhaled deeply, taking hold of animals and tracking Gretel and her companions through the woods. When at last she found them, she transferred her energy into Gretel, seeing everything from her eyes. The area of the woods that she was running through was familiar, fallen trees and the ground destroyed: signs of a struggle. Raena realized that she was close by, and she withdrew her vision. Just as she closed her hands, she felt a sharp pain in her right shoulder-blade.

She took a sharp breath as she felt a bullet rip through her shoulder-blade and into her heart, coming out the front of her right chest. Yes. Her heart was on her right side. And a bullet had just ripped straight through it. A piercing scream escaped her lips as she dropped to her knees and fell forward onto her hands.

"Edward, grab her!"

Two large hands wrapped around Raena's shoulders and hoisted her up back onto her feet, where her hair was grabbed and she was thrown backwards into a tree and the wind was knocked right out of her. Before she could manage to get a breath Gretel was in front of her, hand on her throat. The boy appeared to Raena's side, a gun pointed right at her head, and a troll stepped to her left.

"Where's my brother, witch?!"

There was nothing but pain in her chest and ringing in her ears. Raena fought to focus her gaze, but she couldn't keep her head steady. She grabbed Gretel's wrist with her bloodied left hand, coughing up a thick, black blood. The three around her furrowed their brows in confusion as she tried to muster a few words.

"Please… Leave…" She couldn't lose consciousness, at least not around them. If she did then they would all day.

Gretel let out a frustrated growl before landing a few hard punches to Raena's gut and face. She then grabbed her by the throat again and forced her hand into the witch's windpipe.

"Where is he?! I won't ask again."

The gun to her left was cocked, and Raena glanced over at the boy through fluttering eyes. "P-p-please…" She could feel the darkness taking over, consuming her entire being.

With another growl Gretel pulled out a dagger, preparing to drive it directly into Raena's throat. But just as she lunged it forward, another hand grabbed her wrist, twisting it back before she was shoved completely away.

Raena gasped as the boy was also pushed away, and the troll took a step back. She collapsed to the ground, coughing up more of the black blood as she tried to crawl away. Everything was fuzzy now, and she could feel the claws from within her chest, trying to come out. She heard muffled voices shouting but couldn't make out the words. She had to get away. Once she was a few feet from the others, she raised her trembling right hand and a fluid motion cracked all five fingers at once.

"Are you insane, Gretel?!"

"What?!" Dark brown eyes narrowed as she shoved Hansel back. "Am I insane? Are you?! You just let that witch go!"

"She isn't a dark witch!" He turned to the place that Raena had just been, placing a hand over his left side. It was almost completely healed thanks to her, but it was still a little sore. He wracked his brain for an idea as to how she disappeared without a trace. "She saved me, okay? She could have left me here to die, but she didn't."

Gretel scoffed. "You didn't see her! She was glowing. Fucking glowing! How many witches do we know that glow, Hansel?" He shrugged, shaking his head. "Exactly. None. She was levitating right over there and glowing this weird dark gray color."

Ben nodded. "I saw her, too. That's why I shot her, I wasn't sure what kind of witch she was. And we were looking for you, we thought maybe she'd been in league with the others.

"Well," he locked eyes with the younger boy, "she wasn't. Okay? And what did you shoot her with? She was spitting out black shit."

"Nothing! I mean, the normal stuff. It wasn't anything special."

The three looked over at Edward.

"You have any idea what she was?" Gretel's voice was softer, but still stern.

"No." He grunted. "Only stories… Of similar… Never met."

Hansel growled before kicking at a rock on the ground. "I know where her hut is, we can start there."

Okay, so that's it for the first chapter. If you hang in there and go to chapter 2 I promise you will learn more about Raena! She's only extremely mysterious for the first chapter. Every chapter after this you'll learn more and more about her! Drop a review as well so I know what to do better and how you liked it! ^.^