Hey guys, thanks for tuning into the second book in my Sisters Grimm series. So I would like to say something right quick. Thanks to Curlscat for bringing this one to my attention. I AM SEXIST! I AM A SEXIST PIG! I DEGRADE WOMEN! No she didn't say that lol, but she did say I needed to stick to my story a little bit more because I made Sabrina and Daphne do a lot of UnSabrina and Daphne like things. So I will definitely be trying to fix that in this book. I know if you've read the first one, you're probably dying to know what happened to Puck (And if you have no idea what I'm talking about, TAKE YO LAZY MOTHERFUCKING ASS BACK TO THE FIRST MOTHERFUCKING BOOK AND READ THAT SHIT YOU LAZY ASS MOFUCKAS! CUZ THIS SHIT IS RATED M FOR LANGUAGE BITCH!) But I'm gonna be a dick and like, put a whole ton of other storylines in lol. I'm an asshole. Also, I had a thought: Instead of like, machine like beings, the Scarlet Hand should've been made up of forgotten too. Thinks about it, Everafters split up to fight eachother, that's what I should've done with the Guardians and the Scarlet Hand. Too late now though. Anyways, God bless ya'll been running since day number one, ya'll make it work. Thanks for returning, and without any further ado, I give you, the second book of my shit. Good Lord I really need to fix my language, what would my mother say? Probably something along the lines of "If you won't say it around me, you shouldn't say it at all." Ahhh mothers, let's all take a moment and appreciate your mother. Without mine, who would tell me how unique I am when what she really means is "You stupid motherfucker" Momma if you reading this LOVE YA!

Chapter 1: A new enemy

Sabrina

"Be careful," Sabrina warned "The last patrol went missing."

"Yeah, we heard." Daniel replied

Sabrina and four other Guardians were seated inside a room, surrounded by computers, all connected to the cameras on a patrol unit. Sabrina had walked around the house for a while before finding herself down here, still trapped, but doing something productive. They had sent a patrol out this morning with cameras, because the last one had gone missing. Three days later, they found their bodies hanging from the rafters of a bombed out building. They were ghostly pale, with horrified looks etched permanently on their faces. With no idea who had done it, although Sabrina suspected Scarlet Hand, the next patrol had cameras on their helmets to record what they saw.

"I say bomb this whole area," One of the soldiers said "Fuck patrolling it, burn it down. I ain't trying to end up like third squad."

"I second that motion." Another grumbled

"Cut the chatter boys," Daniel said "Eyes wide, those things could be anywhere."

Sabrina had met Daniel nearly a year earlier. She had helped bring him in when he had been wounded during a battle, she had even helped bandage him up. He was a very likable person. He had a wife and a daughter in Alabama. Daniel had left the old country in the sixteenth century and settled in Alabama. His wife gave birth to a baby girl two weeks before Daniel had to leave, he hadn't seen his wife or his daughter in four years. Over time Sabrina had learned that the Guardians still recruited, because most of the people you saw on the street were 'forgotten' or some might've been descended from one.. And while some Guardians had been fighting for hundreds of years, Sabrina had still met some that hadn't even been in for more than ten or fifteen years. Daniel had been fighting for fifty years, and had been one of the sailors in the Little Mermaid stories. Sabrina would talk to Daniel for hours, and he would tell her stories of when he used to sail with Prince Eric. She still liked to when he was not on the front lines, which wasn't very often.

"Captain, what's that?" The Guardian next to Sabrina, Blaine, asked

Sabrina saw what he was talking about the second he said it. A quick flash of movement behind a building at the end of the street. Sabrina wasn't able to make it out. In fact, if Blaine hadn't said anything, Sabrina might've thought she had imagined it.

"I don't know," Daniel said "Anybody else see it?"

The other four members of the patrol team nodded. Sabrina scanned the screen, but she didn't see the thing again.

"Check it out?" One of the soldiers asked

"Yeah," Daniel said "Smash, Rivera, check it out."

Two soldiers moved forward, and Sabrina kept an eye on their screens. Smash looked over at Rivera and nodded. Rivera moved up in between the alley, Smash ten feet behind, covering his advance. Rivera moved forward slowly, stepping almost without a sound. Sabrina could see he was shaking. It was slight, something you normally wouldn't notice, but she could see the slight quiver of his hand. All Sabrina could see from the camera angle was his hands, and his gun, but she was willing to bet his face was lit with fear.

"You're alright," Smash said "Easy buddy, easy."

"Something is watching me." Rivera said, his voice quivering

"Yeah, I've got that feeling too." One of the other Guardians said

Rivera did a quick turn left, then looked up, then back down. Sabrina was getting nervous, knowing whatever they had seen was watching the soldiers. She moved her eyes to Smash's camera, he had moved into the alley and was standing with his back to the wall, looking down the alley where Rivera had gone.

"SMASH LOOK OUT!" Daniel called

Sabrina looked at Daniel's camera, then a lot of things happened at once. Some sort of creature swooped down from the top of the building, and right into Smash. The thing was clear, like white Jello, with bits of something floating in it, it was vaguely animal shaped, with some sort of wings. Even with a quick glance Sabrina knew exactly what it was, she had only seen it one time before and she wouldn't ever forget it. Repressed stories, from the Book of Everafter. It shot straight into Smash, and a burst of bullets shot from his gun and hit Rivera. Rivera dropped to the ground and the thing jumped out of Smash's body, leaving him lying on the ground, pale and horrified. The thing shot back onto the top of the building and disappeared. It had all happened in an instant, nobody had any time to react.

"What the fuck was that?" One of the Guardians asked

"I don't know," Daniel said "Form up!"

The backed together, Sabrina's eyes were dashing back and forth from camera to camera. Rivera's had been hit and was now nothing but static, Smash's was also static. The thing had caused some sort of EMP.

"There!" One of the Guardians yelled

The thing jumped back out at them, and this time the three of them fired at it. It shot clean through one of the Guardians and he fell to the ground, his camera turning to static. The thing flew out and landed on all fours, skidding a little backwards and the pouncing forward again. He passed through the other Guardian, who turned his gun on Daniel and fired. Daniel camera shook as he jerked back and forth and then fell to the ground. The Guardian's camera turned to static, and then the thing appeared above Daniel's camera. It cocked it's head back and forth, as though regarding the camera, the it suddenly burst forward and Daniel's camera turned to static.

Elias

Frontline Guardian base, 09:00 hours

"So, what's your story?" Nico asked

"Well," One of the new guys, Jake, said "Our tank was hit, caught fire, Bible here got me out, the rest of the crew was dead. We spent a few weeks healing up at the Grimm's house, now we're back out here."

"What about you guys?" The other new guy, Bible, asked

"Jabberwocky," Cole said roughly "Killed our captain and another crew member."

"That's rough." Bible said

"For what it's worth," Elias said "Welcome to Drill."

"Thanks." Jake said

The tank had been named Drill so long ago, Elias got a bit nostalgic thinking about it. He remembered the day they cut it into the front of the tank, they had each done a letter. Morgan did the D, Bronze did the R, Nico did the I, Elias did the L, and Cole had done the other L.

"So Jake, you and Bible are both gunners?" Cole asked

"Yeah." They said at the same time

"For the record," Cole said "I'm the commanding officer in here, what I say goes. Understood?"

"Yes sir." They both answered again, simultaneously

"So, how long you guys been in?" Elias asked, leaning back

"I've been in since about 1903." Jake answered

"I've been in so long it's all started to blur together." Bible said

"I heard that." Cole said

They sat in silence for a moment. Jake ran his hand through his red hair, sighing as he did so. Cole was stacking boxes of fifty caliber against the back behind the driver seat, and Elias was sitting in his seat just below, eating a granola bar.

"So Bible," Elias began conversationally "How did you get your name? I assume it's a nickname?"

"Yeah, my real name is Luke," Bible answered "But they started calling me Bible because of this."

He lifted the sleeve of his uniform to reveal his forearm. On his arm, in black ink going down the length of his arm, was a single bible verse. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

"Interesting story," Nico said "You guys remember Morgan's tattoo?"

Nico, Elias, and Cole smiled at the thought. Morgan had a Jesus mural on his back, and for some reason, Elias felt his throat catch. The five of them had been together as long as Elias could remember, and that had changed in less than two minutes. Elias blamed himself, he should've been sitting on the top of the tank, scanning all around them, not on the front. If he had been more attentive, he might've seen the jabberwocky, and they could've been in the tank and safe.

"I remember our driver," Jake said "Name was Roman, had a scar just below his eye, looked like a cross."

"How did he say he got that again?" Bible asked "Knife fight or something?"

"The hell if I remember." Jake said

"So what exactly happened to your tank?" Cole asked, finishing his work

"We were patrolling, standard shit," Jake said "Pulled around the bend and parked, Johnson poked his head out the top and got hit by a sniper. Then a lot of stuff happened at once, the tank caught fire, and me and Bible were the only ones that survived."

"After being in there for as long as we were, that tank was kind of like home," Bible said "It was like watching your house burn to the ground, with your family burning inside of it."

"I know what that feels like." Cole said

"We've slept, ate, and bled inside this tank," Nico said "For nearly three hundred years or so."

"Even held a church service in there one time." Elias said

The three of them laughed, thinking about that day. It was 1933, they were somewhere in Africa, Morgan had taken out a bible and just started reading out loud. After a few minutes of that, they were all sitting in a circle on the top of the tank listening to the captain pick stories at random and read them. The five of them had shared a bond of brotherhood that Elias didn't think anything could break. Not even death.

"So who does what?" Jake asked

"Well," Elias said "I got eyes, Nico is on the cannon, you and Bible are gunners, and Cole is the driver."

"Sounds about right." Bible said

"Our guy Bronze used to drive, sometimes, he mostly just gunned, Morgan drove most of the time." Cole said

"So you guys hear anything about that patrol that went missing?" Nico asked

"They turned up dead." Cole confirmed

"What about the fairy?" Elias asked

"Dead, most likely." Cole said

They had all seen one of the patrols come back carrying a wounded soldier. It had been that fairy, Puck. He was bleeding from his head, legs, chest, everywhere. Shortly after, another patrol had gone out to investigate what had happened, and they never came back. A second patrol had been sent to find them, they hadn't returned either.

"Yo!" Somebody yelled from outside "Anybody in there?"

Elias poked his head out the top. One of the soldiers from Puck's patrol was outside, Jax.

"Yeah, what's up?" Elias asked

"Second patrol didn't return, word from the base, some weird creature, repressed memories or some shit," Jax said "Sending three tanks and some infantry to go check it out."

"Copy that," Elias said "Boys, suit up."

"The fuck does he mean repressed memories?" Bible asked

Elias shrugged and slid back down into the tank and pulled the door shut. Everybody jumped into their respective seats, Cole at the wheel, right above Elias on the scope, Nico on the gun right next to Cole, and Bible and Jake on the machine guns in front of Elias.

"Alright, let's roll it out." Cole said, starting the tank

Elias felt the familiar jerk of the tank as it lurched forward and began moving. Cole was looking through the window on the top, and steered them into formation with the other tanks. They drove out the front of the base, and started down the road. Elias wondered what had happened to the patrols, but he knew that, one way or another, he would be finding out for sure.

Relda

"How did they release them from the book?" Charming demanded, looking at the footage

"We don't know sir," One of the Guardians said "But these things tore straight through them. Our men didn't even stand a chance."

"They must've used some sort of spell." Daphne said

Relda thought hard. Over the years, she had seen a lot of things. She'd been captured by a giant, she'd driven to New York to help heal Puck and find the kidnapper of her daughter in law, she'd been involved in two wars, and that was just since Sabrina and Daphne's had showed up. But never ever had she seen something like this. Repressed storied had been released directly out of the Book of Everafter, and were rampaging through the town killing soldiers.

"Is it just Guardians?" She asked "Or is it Scarlet Hand too?"

"Unknown." Another Guardian said

Relda wished Sabrina hadn't run off to the library to see if she couldn't find anything on it. It was so unlike her to actually research something, in Relda's experience. she normally charged off and played by ear. Perhaps this war had shown her how dangerous that would be.

"Send three tanks, and a few foot patrols," Charming ordered "Find these things, and figure out how to kill them."

Relda knew of only one way to actually dispose of them, and it could result in many many deaths. But that was a risk that they would have to take, because the fate of the entire world could be at stake.

Atticus

Scarlet Hand base: Town hall 1100 hours

Atticus studied the map on the desk in front of him. He glared at the pieces marking where the Guardians were positioned. Their attacks should've been more effective than this, and after they released the jabberwocky, it had gone rogue. They had to go back into the Book of Everafter to get it, and a lot of Scarlet Hand soldiers had died attempting to capture it. Things hadn't been going Atticus's way recently. First, his incompetent soldiers had let the Grimm girl, his only chance of getting any information about the Guardians, escape. Needless to say, they had all been executed. Then those repressed stories had somehow latched onto his soldiers and or the jabberwocky and escaped from the book.

"Sir." A voice said from the doorway

Atticus glanced up to see one of his officers standing in the doorway. He stood as they all did, very machine like in the doorway, rigid and stiff. He saluted and snapped to attention as Atticus looked at him. Atticus stood and crossed the room to stand in front of him, eyeing him. His black officer's uniform with several patches and a single, large, blood red, handprint on his chest.

"At ease," Atticus said "What news do you bring me?"

The soldier took his hand away from his head and put them behind his back. He cleared his throat and began his report.

"Those memories attacked again, this time taking out a supply unit," He reported "And they're also attacking Guardians."

Atticus allowed himself a moment of satisfaction in knowing that the Guardians were also experiencing difficulty. But it still didn't change the fact he needed to either eliminate these things, or figure out how to control them. The jabberwocky had made him look bad enough, and now this. It was enough to drive any man insane. He knew he couldn't fight a war and try to control these things at the same time, so he knew they would just have to work themselves out. In the meantime, Atticus needed to think up a way to push the Guardians back. They were almost as stubborn as the Scarlet Hand units.

"Any word on the jabberwocky?" He asked

"No sir," The soldier reported "Spies report he attacked a Guardian tank, killed two, and then disappeared again."

"Get that creature under control!" Atticus exclaimed, his anger rising

"The last time we tried, it took out almost four squads." The soldier protested

"Figure it out," Atticus growled "Now go back out there, and do not come back until you have some good news to report."

"Yes sir." The soldier said, saluting

He turned sharply and left the room. Atticus slammed the door behind him and turned back to the map on his desk, his temper rising fast. As Atticus glared at the map, a plan started to formulate in his mind. It was a long shot, but it just might gain them the ground that they need, and capture the farmlands at the same time. He grinned as the plan started to come together. He turned to leave the office and order his men to prepare for battle, knowing full well that the Guardians would have no idea what was coming.

Red

"Where is he?" Sabrina demanded

"In the infirmary," Red said "I'll take you to him."

Red and Sabrina hurried off as fast as they could. A medivac had flown in just an hour ago with wounded on it. Red was shocked to find Puck among them, and he looked bad. His flesh was torn away in chunks, blood was flowing from underneath his hair, he was severely burned. Once Red had made sure Puck was in a stable condition, she had hurried off to find Sabrina. Red knew Sabrina was angry for not being told sooner, but she also understood that Puck had to be in a stable condition. They rounded the corner into the hallway and made a sharp left into the infirmary where Puck was being kept. His entire upper body and his arms were covered in bandages, and so was the top of his head. Red was thankful his wings hadn't been out when the explosion went off, he would've lost them.

"My God," Sabrina said "He looks worse than when he had his wings ripped off by the jabberwocky."

"The medic said they were attacked on patrol and Puck got hit by a grenade, he's honestly lucky to be alive." Red said

Sabrina approached his bedside slowly, as though he might vanish if she moved too fast. Red came up behind her and checked Puck's vital signs on the monitor. He was breathing steadily and he didn't seem to be losing blood anymore. Red was thankful that they hadn't been cut off this time. Red remembered a few years back, when the Scarlet Hand had cut off the Guardians between the house and the base, and the wounded hadn't been able to get through. Their wounds were being closed with torn bits of the uniform off of dead soldiers and if they could walk the would fight. A lot of the Guardians had died from their wounds due to the fact that they hadn't been given proper treatment immediately. Puck had been able to get back instead of laying on the battlefield wounded waiting for a medic.

"How is he?" A voice said from behind

The two of them turned to find Veronica and Henry standing behind them. Henry looked tired, and Red assumed he was even more tired than he looked. He had been in one of the control rooms doing all he could to help with the drones. They always needed an extra set of eyes.

"He's alive for now," Red said "His condition is stable. He should recover."

"What happened to him?" Henry asked

"Something about an ambush, caught in an explosion." Red said

They said nothing, but simply stared down at Puck's body. His monitors made no odd sounds, and he made no sudden movements. Red knew he was sleeping, but he was so pale he looked almost lifeless. She was tempted to disregard what the monitors said and just pull a white sheet over his head. Sabrina wiped her eyes and turned to walk away. Sabrina was one of the toughest, meanest, and downright stubbornest girls she had ever encountered. She rarely, if ever, cried. If she was crying now, it meant the war was finally taking it's toll on her. Red had seen more than one soldier discharged from the war because of the mental stress of constant fighting, it was never pretty.

"Give her some time," She told Henry as he turned to go after he "She just needs to be alone with her thoughts."

"Sabrina alone with anything when she's upset never has a good outcome." Henry said, staring grimly at Puck

Pvt. Dane Mathews

Approximately 19:00 hours after ambush

"Watch for anti tank." Bible said over the radio

"Don't see anything," Mathews reported "You're clear to advance."

"Scope to Eagle Eye," Another voice came "I repeat, Scope to Eagle Eye, do you copy?"

"Eagle Eye." Mathews confirmed

"Two unidentified forms in that bakery by the corner," Scope said "Not human. Can you see them?"

"I've got a clear view of the bakery," Mathews said "But I don't see anything."

"Alright, maybe I'm just going crazy." Scope said

Mathews said nothing in response. His mind was back on Puck again. Puck hadn't been in as long as they had, and nobody had been very fond of Puck when he joined up with them. Puck had been the replacement for one of Mathews's best friends. But battle formed bonds stronger and quicker than anything else. They had all grown to like Puck, and had accepted him as their brother. Mathews was sick of his friends dying, he just wanted it to stop.

"Dane?" O'Riley's voice came "You alright up there?"

"Yes sir." Mathews said back

O'Riley never used his first name. First names were a personal basis for him, and if he used your first name, he was genuinely concerned for you. Mathews had heard the Lieutenant use a first name once in his entire life. It had been so long ago that Mathews wasn't even sure if it was a dream or not.

"Keep your eyes peeled," O'Riley said "Head in the game soldier."

"Copy that sir." Mathews replied

He scanned the town from his treetop post, seeing nothing out of the ordinary. The Scarlet Hand was usually always making some sort of move. Striking nearly four or five times a day. But the attacks were fewer and further between. Usually only one every few days now.

"Hey Liam," Mathews heard Black's voice come over his headset "Scan left."

Mathews adjusted his aim to watch Liam's back. Liam turned left quickly and glanced down the alleyway. He turned back and made an all clear signal to the rest of the squad, who followed him into the building on the other side of the alley. O'Riley stepped through the door first and Liam followed, then the rest of the squad. Mathews watched a tank roll down the street behind them while they scanned through the buildings.

"Eagle Eye," Scopes voice came again "I see those things again but I still can't get a good look at them."

"Copy that," Mathews said "Where at?"

"Top of the bakery." Scope replied

Mathews adjusted his aim back to the bakery and this time caught sight of what Scope was talking about. There were two massive dog shaped things, but they were clear and had what looked like bits of debris lodged inside their bodies.

"What the hell is that?" Mathews asked "It looks like it's made of water or something."

"What's going on up there?" Black's voice came through Mathews's headseat

"We've got two unidentified things on the roof of the bakery just down the street." Mathews reported

"Things?" O'Riley asked him

"I'm not sure what they are, but they're watching you guys." Mathews said

"Take a shot at it," Liam said "I'm willing to bet that's what attacked the patrol."

Mathews adjusted his aim onto the creature and drew in a breath. The things didn't move, but observed. Mathews wondered if it was smart to shoot them, just in case they were friendly. His thoughts were quickly pushed aside when his squad drew closer to the bakery and the things got in position to pounce.

"Mathews, hit it." O'Riley whispered through the headset

The squad had stopped dead in the middle of the road with their weapons trained at the top of the bakery, no moving an inch. Mathews squeezed the trigger and scored a direct hit on one of the creature's heads. He pulled back the bolt action and went for the other one, but then he noticed something. The one he hit hadn't gone down, it had absorbed his bullet. Mathews could see where he had hit it, and he could even see where the bullet was lodged in it's neck, but it wasn't dead.

"Miss?" Jax asked

"No, right through the neck," Liam said "You see it?"

Just then the things pounced into the street, and ran at them. And gunfire cut through the air, breaking the silence.

Well not bad for a first chapter I would assume. Confession time I started working on this chapter a few days after I finished the first one, but anyways, neither here nor there. Drop a review and let me know what you guys thought of it, God bless ya'll, I love you guys and I'm gonna see you next chapter.