A/N: In this story, Will is the oldest. Also, help me bring this fandom back to life. I know this has been lying dormant for a long time now, but this deserves so much more attention. I'm writing this to bring it back from the dead and because I'm bored as hell :/
I'm not expecting too much from a dead fanfom so Idk who I'm talking to anymore gyaha, enjoy if someone's reading this ..
Wilhelm Grimm often turned his head away, an ear unhearing of what his brother was saying. Jacob being too stubborn and convinced that their next 'supernatural' problem was in fact supernatural, meaning that in his eyes there was real magic involved. His increasing excitement was becoming worrisome to the point where Will had to silence his brother so he could think matters through. They had just left Marbaden to get some well deserved rest when suddenly they stumbled upon an ice-like landscape. A ghost town abandoned by every living creature. It both intrigued and frightened Will. He knew he wouldn't be able to calm his companion down until they had discovered what was wrong with the icy town. Of course the eldest of the two knew that it was as much as impossible for it to be freezing in the middle of a hot summer. The sun was out, but it seemed dead. As if they were thrown inside a dome where the sun was dulled so much that there was barely light nor warmth.
"Ice demon!" Jacob shouted suddenly. Will flinched and shook his head. How did it get this far? He wondered not sparing a glance towards his brother.
"I think we should try and find a warm place for the night. Your ice-demon can wait until I've had some sleep." Will insisted pulling his horse along the frosty path. He heard Jacob huff behind him, but he kept his tongue. A wise decision Will noted.
By the time they found a stable with hay, both brothers were fighting off the shivers of the growing cold. The further they went into town, the colder it seemed to get. Will lay down on one of the hay stacks and sighed heavily. Why weren't they allowed some rest before something jumped on them. Will had hoped to get some free time in a town and get laid while Jacob did whatever he always did after a job well done. Sure enough those jobs were created by themselves and desperate town's people who wanted them to free their town of the supposed threat that didn't actually exist.
"Will?" Jacob asked at one point well into the night. Will decided to ignore him and turned around, facing away from his younger brother. "Will?" He started to sound inpatient. A shuffling sound suggested Jake had started to rummage through their belongings in search of something, but the closure of his voice was telling Will something else entirely. "Wilhelm?!" Jacob was still whispering, but it was a harsh, frightened sound that made Will turn so he could glare angrily at his brother.
"I swear, Jake, if you're too scared to go out to take a piss, you'll have to deal with it." Will said, his voice had steadily risen in volume which only seemed to aggravate Jake's problem. Jacob had started making frantic gestures, trying to tell Will to be quiet.
"You were too loud." Jacob whispered as quietly as he could, staring off over Will's shoulder with widened, frightened, eyes. Wilhelm turned around slowly and saw a small creature lurking near their horses, its attention drawn to the human pair. Will swallowed and cleared his throat.
"Uh..." He tried to guess its species, but Will had never seen an animal resembling anything close to that thing and he was certain it wasn't human either.
"Vessel." It screeched into the silence of the stable. Both Jake and Will cringed at the sound of its croaky voice. It started getting closer, as did Jacob.
"What do you want?" Will asked the dark creature. A foul smell was permitting the air and getting stronger the closer the creature got.
"Vessel." It screeched once more.
"We don't have a vessel for you." Jake told it looking around frantically. He was slowly curling up on himself, his hold on his brother never lessened. A hold Will had never noticed up until now.
"Him." The creature pointed a crooked finger towards Wilhelm while its mouth steadily curled up into a grin. Its teeth were dark brown and almost black in the dim light. Will shook his head and laughed breathily.
"Sure you don't want me. Do you know how many people want me dead?" Will tried to make the creature lose interest even though he knew it was a fool attempt. Both brothers started to get up from the haystack they'd been sleeping on, slowly backing away from not only the demon-like creature, but also from the unbearable smell it was carrying around. They would never get to their horses without passing the ominous beast and they sure as hell knew that. Jake looked on longingly at his horse as they cautiously approached the door.
"No leave!" The creature suddenly screamed out. Jake and Will stood still. Petrified by the sound of the demon's voice. They looked at each other, neither knowing where this would go to. If only Will had agreed on settling down after all. Anjelica wouldn't have mind. She loved them. Especially Jacob.
"You see, we really should be on our way now." Jacob told the creature nervously. The moment Will darted for the door, the creature disappeared like a ghost caught by a flashlight. It reappeared all too soon and all too close to Will not shortly after. A startled yelp made Jacob let go of his brother's sleeve, afraid that somehow he had hurt him. But when he looked over WIll's shoulder, he saw the demon standing in the moonlight, inches away from his brother. Now cast in light, its grin even uglier than before, it looked like the rotten corpse of a child.
A human child. Will covered his nose while his stomach turned in knots at the sudden, rotten, smell.
"No leave." The corpse repeated. "Demon of death. Ryuga." It said as if it was greeting them. Will and Jake nodded, their heads were swimming and Will was silently convinced it was all a dream. Correction, nightmare.
"Brothers Grimm." Will said through his hands covering his nose and mouth.
"Grimm want leave. Grimm dead." The corpse's rotten throat moved in eerie ways. Will's concentration on the dead muscles made the creature's words sink in later than they should have.
Understanding dawned a little too late for the corpse had already started moving towards them again.
"This is not a demon. This is a zombie!" Will shouted at his brother, trying to get away from its outstretched arms. Jake had managed to get to their horses and was frantically searching through his book.
"No no, Ryuga is the demon of death and the opposite of the angel of death who is," Jake paused, turning towards Will before continuing, "Death." It made no sense. Will wanted to scream and hide somewhere in a corner until he could convince himself that magic wasn't real and that whatever Jacob had was contagious. "Are you doubting your own eyes?!" Jake nearly yelled at him when he saw his hesitance.
"Perhaps." Will stated wearily.
"Grimm not want me." The demon groaned, finally managing to reach Will unseen. A foreign cold suddenly started to stiffen Will's muscles while a looming shadow seemed to appear in his vision. A minute or so later and a floating feeling took Will towards another world. One of peace and serenity. That was, until the sound of inpatient horses guided him back towards reality. As if he woke from a deep slumber, Will opened his eyes to another cold day in the icy town.
"Jake?" Will asked. His voice sounded hoarse from the cold. He cleared it and shook his brother's shoulder. He could hear incoherent mutterings sounding much like his name. "Jake." Will shook him harder until Jacob opened his eyes.
"Will. You... how?" He started asking. He was looking around, searching around the stable half expecting something to jump at them. "I had a strange nightmare." Jacob concluded when he decided that nothing was out of place.
"So did I." Will laughed and got up to stretch his achy legs. When had he gotten so sore? He wondered paying half a mind to whatever Jake was saying until he heard the words 'Demon of death' being uttered sleepily. He turned around to face his brother, a heavy sense he couldn't define started tugging at his heart. It grew until he had to remind himself to breathe.
"Will? It was just a dream. Right?" Jake asked as he started to get up. For once, Will found himself in a comical situation where he wasn't sure if he should allow Jake to believe he'd been dreaming about magic and beans and all the usual stuff. Wilhelm could still feel the echoes of cold dead hands touching his chest, the world darkening around him, trying to pull him asunder from the world he knew. A reality created by the mere sight of a walking corpse, not to be confused with the mindless creatures people called zombies. No. This had been a demon. A real one at that.
"Beans, Jake." Will merely said. He saddled the horses and prepared to leave regardless of any arguments his brother might throw at him. Fortunately for him, Jacob kept his silence and started packing the thin blankets. This in itself should have been strange, but Will didn't care. He was sure they'd had the same dream and not only that, but the mirrored movements of his brother suggested that he'd been just as frightened as he'd been. The only difference was that Jake still seemed intent on finding out what was going on. He was buried deep into his book, scribbling away while he tried to decipher the severity of their situation.
TO BE CONTINUED