(A/N) Here's my story… Wow. That sounded really lame. There will be Puckabrina. Slow Puckabrina, that starts with them pranking each other and stuff. I'm going to update every week, whether you review or not. I really don't care if I'm writing to empty internet space, because it's my empty internet space. I just love writing.
Do you know what else I love? Flames. And reviews in general. No, I'm not going to say "Don't flame me," cause that's pretty sissy (no offense if you do say that.) I actually really amused when I get flames, because they're fun to laugh at. I mean, really. Total LOL, people looking at me weird, funny. A lot of you are about ready to exit this screen because you're tired of me writing this. So I'm going to let you get to the story. After a quick disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sisters Grimm, and if I did, I'd be publishing this book, not writing it out on a website. (Not that it's publish-worthy) And my name would be Michael Buckley, which it's not.
Chapter 1
The sun was just setting, its golden rays sending eerie shadows on the forest floor. Sabrina looked up, wondering just what was so important that she had to come here instead of going to the movies, as she had planned to.
Unfortunately, her friends had canceled on her, insisting that she come with them, because they were told by someone, who was told by someone else, that something cool would happen in the woods.
Great.
Nettle, next to her, fidgeted.
"I can't wait!" she squealed.
"For what?" Sabrina mumbled.
"Um…" she trailed off.
"For something awesome," replied Pea, backing up Nettle.
"How do we even know that something is going to happen?" moaned Sabrina, "This is probably just a stupid prank by Puck. I bet he's waiting in the trees trying not to laugh at us."
Nettle was about to reply, when someone flew into the middle of the group of teens.
"Speak of the devil," muttered Sabrina.
Puck grinned, looking around. His eyes fell on Sabrina for just a moment too long. Reaching into his jacket, he fumbled around for something. Just as the group was ready to leave, suspecting another joke, he pulled out a gnarled old stick. A few of the Everafters drew in closer. Sabrina gasped, recognizing its deep mahogany from the Hall of Wonders deep in the mirror.
"Where did you get that wand, fairy boy?" she asked, stepping back, weary of magical items ever since she found out that she was addicted.
"Why should I tell you, Grimm?" Puck said offhandedly.
"That's from the mirror, isn't it?" she said, a glint in her eye.
"So what? It's not like anybody's using it," he shrugged.
"No, you're using it, which is worse," Sabrina shot back, putting on her gloves.
Sabrina thought back to when she had used a wand years ago. The magic had coursed through it, through her, and she couldn't stop. It felt… right. Sabrina shook her head, as if trying to shake the thoughts out. She lunged for the wand, hoping that her gloved hands would shield her from the magic's possession. The fairy's wings popped out, and he jumped into the air, hovering a couple inches above her reach. Puck laughed at Sabrina as she hopped in vain to grab him. Red in the face, she stopped for a moment.
"I am the Trickster King! Prince of the misfits! Lord of the-"
"Will you just be quiet!" yelled Sabrina, cutting Puck off.
Puck furled his eyebrows, and his lips moved ever-so-slightly. Sabrina wondered what he was doing, until the tip of the wand started to dimly glow purple.
"Puck! You idiot! Don't you dare use a spell on me!" she growled.
"Sabrina, calm down…" Pea ventured, carefully.
Sabrina grabbed a large rock on the ground and flung it at Puck's hand. The rock hit its target, and Puck, surprised, dropped the wand. He glared at Sabrina.
"What'd you do that for?" Puck asked angrily.
Sabrina was about to reply when the sound of the wand hitting the ground pierced the air, unnaturally loud. It rolled for a moment, before the rock landed on top of it, sending a high-pitched wail through the woods, like nails on a chalkboard.
Then the forest was silent, even the night owls not letting out a sound.
Nettle walked shakily forward.
"I think that we should go-"
A purple mist rose from the wand. It hung there for a moment, the teens stared at it, unsure what to do, waiting for someone to make the first move, the first sound.
Then, as if alive, it streaked at Sabrina. Puck rushed in front of her, trying to fulfill his role as her self-proclaimed protector. It went straight through him, knocking the air out of his lungs. Enveloping Sabrina, it swirled around, soaking into her. Shades of purple emerged that weren't thought possible. She dropped to her knees, staring up at up at the sky, her expression full of sheer agony. Her eyes glowed purple, so bright that it lit up the surrounding woods. Then, they went white as she fell to the ground, the colors still caressing her, lulling her to sleep. She coughed, then slowly closed her eyes.
"Grimm!" Puck ran to her side.
When she didn't respond, he scooped her into his arms and flew away. Pea and Nettle stood there for a moment, mouths agape. They looked at each other. No one needed to say a word. They both darted to the car and took off to the Grimms'.
One by one, the group left, muttering to each other in scared voices, as if worried about arousing whatever had attacked Sabrina. Had become her. They dwindled until almost everyone was gone.
Daphne, forgotten, slowly walked over to the rock. With much effort she pushed it to the side, wondering how Sabrina threw it with such ease. Staring at what lay underneath, she sat down, taking it in, processing what had just happened. She delicately picked up the two halves of the wand and began the long way home.
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Granny Relda had just finished pouring herself some tea when the doorbell rang. She took her time walking to the door, rolling her eyes as it rang again several times. Puck's signature.
How that boy is sixteen and still acts like he's six is beyond me. She thought.
She opened the door, ready for Puck to walk in laughing about some crazy prank he'd pulled. She gasped and reeled back in shock at the sight of Sabrina cradled in his arms. Quickly recovering she directed Puck into Sabrina's room, where he carefully laid her on the bed. He looked scared, out of character for the cocky boy.
"What happened?" She demanded.
There was no answer for a moment.
"Puck, you need to tell me what happened," she said softly.
"I-I took a wand," he stuttered.
"You cursed her? Hexed her? Can you tell me the exact enchantment that you used?" Granny Relda asked.
"I didn't! I mean, I was going to give her the worst case of pimples that she'd ever seen, but she threw a
rock at me, and I dropped the wand. I don't know what happened, but the rock landed on it, and this- this mist came out. It attacked her," he finished lamely.
"I see. So you were using a spell when it broke?" she said carefully.
"Yeah… but… You don't think I did this, do you?" his eyes widened in horror.
"No, no, of course not…" she said quickly, "Where's Daphne?"
"Oh, crum, she's still there, I mean, she- I was going so fast, and-"
Granny Relda held up a hand.
"Sweetie, please just go get her," she said quietly.
The fairy took one last look at Sabrina, and flew out he window. Granny Relda rushed to the stacks of books, pulling out a book called Magical Maladies and their Cures. The doorbell rang again.
"Come in, it's open," she called.
Pea and Nettle walked in.
"She's in her room. Would you go check on her for me?" Granny Relda said, guessing their question easily.
They nodded and headed upstairs, worried at what was waiting for them. They opened the door, only to have their worries confirmed.