Chapter One: The Past

Sabrina's P.O.V.

I was getting sick of killing and running from monsters. The Wolf and the Scarlet Hand were in front of us, leering at us. Puck laughed and I nudged him. My past self and Daphne's past self had just left in the tear in time and now, it was time to fight. AGAIN! There were about 500 Scarlet Hand people and only Puck, Daphne, and me. I saw Daphne take out her wand and I sheathed my sword. Puck popped out his wings. Okay, a wand, a sword, and wings verse about 500 weapons and a wolf. How fair is that! I wanted to close my eyes and fade off to a different world but I was here now.

"The Grimms," The Wolf leered and the crowd laughed. "Or is it the Goodfellows and a Grimm?"

I saw Daphne clutch her wand tightly. She had always wanted to find a love but in this condition, it didn't work out.

"Surrender already and you won't be too harshly beaten," a snarky voice sneered. The person stepped out and it was Nottingham.

"Like I'd go any place with you," Puck snapped and spat on the ground.

"Let's not get too touchy," Nottingham said, while a familiar boy snickered, "After all, the more you talk, the less time you'll die."

I watched Daphne with the corner of my eye and saw her staring at the boy who laughed. I stared too, and it was Pinocchio.

I nudged Puck and whispered, "Code Blue."

Puck nodded and snatched Daphne and me by the arms and we flew into the house.

"Start running house!" I ordered and I heard cries of the Scarlet Hand behind us.

"Why'd you do that?" Puck demanded. "We could've held them off for a while!"

"And die?" I hissed. "We need to go to camp."

"They'll follow us there!" Daphne cried. "We need to take them to the cave. We go through the hole and out of the other, and when the Scarlet Hand goes in, Puck, who can put a rock over it. While they try to come out of the other end, Puck, you can put another rock there."

"And you thought of that Marshmallow?" Puck smirked.

"Don't call me that silly nickname," Daphne snapped and took a seat in the corner.

"Your past self didn't seem to mind," Puck said huffily.

"Daphne, Puck, stop," I said sternly. "We need to work on getting to the cave. House, to the cave!"

Daphne looked away to the window and started to flick at the monsters. We approached the cave in a matter of time and we started into the hole.

"Hiding in a silly hole?" Nottingham jeered. "Very brave!"

Daphne flicked her wand at Nottingham, and Nottingham's had a thick surrounding of ice around his mouth.

"Learn to shut your mouth," Daphne said coolly.

I winced at her retort because Daphne, never had ever taught anyone a lesson, or even say something so commanding. She had shown that side of her when she was a seven-year old, but it seemed to be coming out more and more.

I spied outside of the window and saw that we were almost out of the cave. I touched Puck lightly on the shoulder and he seemed to understand what I was saying. He flew out of the cave and I watched him transform into humongous elephant. We were out of the cave when Puck had the rock on his head, balancing with his trunk. SMASH! Puck slammed the rock against the hole and quickly raced to the other side. In five seconds, I heard another SMASH! and I sighed in relief. We had held them off for a little while. I heard loud footsteps appear in front of the house and I smiled at the Elephant Puck. He transformed back into his normal self and he stepped into the house.

"So, shall we head back to camp, my Queen of Sneaks?" Puck asked all gentle-man like and I rolled my eyes.

"You know, if you do this, I will be convinced that you're polite and respectful now," I said, watching Puck, "But you'll probably burn one of the chicken legs again and make me yell at you."

Puck grinned winningly. "You know me to well."

I placed a kiss on his cheek and Daphne complained, "Will you guys stop trying to make me barf?"

"You know Daphne, when you're in love, you'll do that too," I warned as Puck started to laugh.

"If I ever get to be in love," Daphne said bitterly.

She soon silenced the conversation I stared outside of the window. I saw the tiny blotch of a camp get bigger and bigger.

We approached camp in fifteen minutes, and we jumped out of the chicken house. It ran around for a while until it slumped into rest.

"Puck, cover your ears," I said as I approached the camp security. "I don't want you hearing my middle name."

"Hey, I'll soon enough know your middle name, Sabrina!" Puck protested. "If you tell me yours, I'll tell you mine."

"Ugh."

I stepped forward near the end of the barrier strip, where a white, ordinary looking rock rested.

"Sabrina Rose Grimm. 25 years old."

Puck started to laugh. "Rose?"

"Problem?" I hissed at him playfully and shoved him back. "It's your turn now!"

"Puck Robin Goodfellow. 4512 years old," Puck stated proudly.

"Robin is your middle name?" I shrieked. "I could I have not guessed that?"

Puck blew a raspberry at me.

"Daphne Delilah Grimm. 21 years old," Daphne said breezily.

One tall wooden moat appeared and we stepped inside. The house followed us loudly.

"Sabrina! Daphne! Puck!" a voice called.

"Hello General Seven," I greeted politely.

"How was the mission?" he asked.

"Well, there were roughly about 500 Scarlet Hand members and the Wolf was leading them. We managed to trap them in a cave by the creek. They should be out by at least tomorrow."

"Good," he said briskly. "I'll rally the troops to get some people to interrogate. Thank you Sabrina."

"You shouldn't be thanking me," I said quickly. "Daphne thought of the plan."

"Sabrina-"Daphne started but General Seven raised his hand.

"Thank you Daphne."

When General Seven left Daphne stared at me and asked, "Why'd you do that?"

"It was your idea Daphne," I explained. "I'm not taking advantage of that."

"Thank you," she whispered quietly and she left.

"That was nice of you," a voice said in my ear.

I jumped slightly, and rolled my eyes at the curly-haired blonde man that was next to me.

"I had to do that," I said softly. "She's so different now. The world changed her."

"I noticed," Puck pouted. "She's not my fluffy marshmallow anymore."

"You adore her," I said cheerfully. "How sweet."

"Please Grimm, you noticed. She adores me," Puck said smugly and I smacked him.

"Shut up Puck," I said and Puck kissed me sweetly on the lips.

"Gosh, you get beautiful every day," Puck said, awe struck as he looked up from the kiss.

"And you haven't noticed?" I asked in mock shock and pretended to be hurt.

"Was I supposed too?" Puck asked innocently.

"Hump."

We ended up laughing after that and we headed to the dining hall.

"Puck, Sabrina!" a voice called and I smiled at my mother.

"Hey mom," I said casually.

"Are you okay?" she asked quickly. "You went on that mission and I thought that you wouldn't-"

"Mom, I'm fine."

My mom looked over me. "Sabrina, please change. I don't want you always alert of war."

I shrugged and my mom narrowed her eyes. She got out a fairy god mother wand and actually made me change into a black shirt and skinny jeans.

"I'm keeping my sword," I said huffily and my mom rolled her eyes.

Puck stared at me. "Grimm, you looked casual and actually, normal."

I stuck my tongue out at him.

I twirled my sword and held it against Puck's throat.

"Do I look that casual now?" I demanded as I leisurely stepped to him.

Puck gulped and shook his head.

Then, a loud sound cried out and I jumped quickly.

"That's the attack horn!" I cried as my mom changed me back to my battle outfit. I relished the feeling of the bows, bombs, swords, and daggers I had on my body. Puck sighed and muttered something about the usual. My mom also changed into a bulky safety suit and she smiled at me sadly.

"I love you, sweetheart," she whispered as she placed a kiss on my head.

She ran off to the safe house and Puck said jokingly, "Now this is everyday like, isn't it?"