Ich Beurteile Alle
More detailed Summary: When Nick stumbles upon information on a rare breed of powerful wesen, he naturally goes to Monroe for more clarification. Learning that they are close to extinct he breaths a sigh of relief. Little does Nick know that one of these wesen is alive and well, thirsting for vengeance, and coming to Portland to deliver a much-delayed message. As chaos ensues regularly in the wesen community Nick must now add protecting certain royals from a wrathful wesen on to his list of steadily growing duties as a police officer of the law, and as a Portland's resident Grimm.
Disclaimer - I only own the ideas of the wesen race called Hälblut/Quartal Kindern (Half-blood/Quarter Children), the potion named Bringen Sie Ihr Erbe Trank (Bring Out your Heritage Potion), and my OC, After that, all things Grimm related are owned by various, highly rich VIP executives chilin' on their private beaches. (I will add on to my disclaimer as the story progresses.)
AN - Because there are 7 days between each Grimm episode release, I will assume there are 7 days between each case in the Grimmverse. So I will also assume that 3 days are condensed into an episode for each wesen case, Fair Enough? I only wanted to settle this so people aren't as confused as I was while writing the story. Every odd numbered chapter will be present time, while every even numbered chapter will be a flashback of sorts explaining the history. I will try and have each chapter with at least 1,000 words, I will also try to post at least once every two weeks.
Character pairings: OC/?, Nick/Juliette, and Monroe/Rosalee
Relevant Information for this chapter:
"Quill" was originally aired on September 3, 2012.
Enjoy!
"Though we are kept silent, It does not equal the end of our existence,
We can still pass judgement, through our own resistance"
-B.L.P
Chapter I
September 6th, 2012
Portland, Oregon
It was a dark and not so stormy night, as most stories typically do start, where we come across the beginning of this tale.
It was just another average evening for Portland's homicide detective Nick Burkhardt as he drove his car to the home of his "Partner" of sorts when it comes to wesen related cases, which usually means most of the files coming across his desk in the morning.
As he pulled his car to the curb of his friend's house he closes his eyes while allowing his mind to play over the events of his last case which had ended over three days ago.
They had experienced only one casualty since they had been lucky enough to create a cure to save the other two infected wesen.
But Nick was still cautious; when something like a wesen-spread disease comes to Portland it might not be there on its own, it could only be used as a disguise for other, more heinous acts of crime.
While he was still curious of the yellow plague, Nick had gone back to the trailer the night before and had read some more on wesen heritage and culture out of various tomes.
On many occasions did he have to stop and discard of thoughts of Juliette's memory loss from worming its way into his "After-Hour" job.
Nick sighed as he starts to get out of his car and walk up the driveway.
He halfheartedly knocks twice on the white painted door, waiting to see some kind of movement from the other side of the color stained glass.
The door was swiftly pulled back to reveal a familiar Blutbad who was unsurprised at the strange visit in the dead of night, when you are a Grimm's walking wesen-Encyclopedia you need to incorporate some leniency on these kinds of things.
"Nick, Hey! Come in! Want a beer?" Nick quirks a smile at Monroe as he moves into the house with a "No Thanks".
"So, what is it that you need to talk about? Need to learn all the addresses to all the Mordstieren in the vicinity?" Monroe half jokes as he walks into the kitchen.
Nick follows in and replies with a quizzical tone. "No I nee- wait, what is a Mordstier?"
Monroe sighs as he stills his hands from opening the refrigerator door. "You know, a bull-like wesen?" He says as he attaches the base of his pointer finger to his temples in symbolizing two horns.
Nick tilts his head with a perplexed look in his eyes. "No, I do not need to know of any "Mordstieren", I was wondering if you knew anything about Quartal Kindern" At this Monroe stops moving completely.
Nick guessed he was surprised, but couldn't be certain for his face was in the opposite direction.
"Monroe?" Nick asks again with more softness, wondering if his words had upset the Blutbad in someway. Monroe slowly turns around with a guarded expression.
"I assume you read about them in the books?" He knowingly asks. Nick peers at Monroe, still worried about the wesen but continues the conversation.
"Yeah, It was under some information about the Yellow Plague and how they were not affected by it, but I looked for more information about them in every other scroll and I couldn't find anything on them." He says as he pulls out his iPhone and taps the German App.
"I translated the name to 'Quarter Children'. Why aren't they affected by the plague?"as he finished speaking Nick had a curious glint in his eyes.
Monroe sighed as he places a hand over his face. Nick waits as Monroe tries to gather his thoughts; it was almost like trying to catch fireflies with a broken jar.
Monroe suddenly began speaking with an educational tone as he moves out into the living room to sit down.
"Quartal Kindern have always been exceedingly rare, so it makes sense if your ancestors didn't have an instruction manual on them." Once again Nick follows him out of the kitchen to sit on a couch.
"But why are they so rare?" Nick persistently asked.
"Because they have DNA of 4 different kinds of wesen" Monroe replies.
"What? Is that even possible? How can the woge?" Nick questions with a flabbergasted expression.
"They don't, you see, since they have these 4 sets of DNA, whenever a normal wesen would, you know, show their true colors, the DNA would fight, then cancel each other out." Monroe explains with hand gestures of fists.
Nick seems to understand more, but then he asks "But how do they get 4 different sets?"
Monroe sighs."Well, when two different species of wesen have a kid, the kid is called a Hälblut Kindern. Meaning a half blood children. Although Hälblut Kindern can woge, it is really subtle, like for example a male Coyotl/Blutbad Hälblut Kindern would probably grow some stubble and slightly longer, more shaggy hair, but other wise, the would look the same. So-"
(Here is where Nick feels the need to interrupt my Monroe's Hälblut Kindern rant)
"Wait, what does this have to do with Quartal Kindern?" Monroe glares down at the couches only occupant, then only realizing he had stood up and had started to pace whilst giving his lecture.
"Man, You really need to not interrupt me, and I was getting there! Do you want to learn about this stuff or not?" Nick holds out his hands in a surrender, and with a "By all means, continue" he sends Monroe of again.
"As I was saying, when two completely different Hälblut Kindern come together and THEY have a kid, this one is now a Quartal Kindern, with all four of its grandparents wesen DNA. The thing is, although they are technically a full blooded wesen, since the DNA cancels each other out, which is why they can see other wesen, but can't woge or catch the yellow plague because if the cancellation. They are mostly considered human, or the equivalent of a Grimm. But over the past 100 years they have become exceedingly rare, probably from unfortunate run-ins with royals."
Nick sat still for a moment, letting his mind process the information. Monroe waits a little bit before sitting back down on the chair opposite Nick. Monroe turns his head in Nick's direction when he hears his voice.
"Let me get this straight, so there are these Quartal Kindern with 4 different kinds of abilities in them and they can see me at anytime, while I can't see them?" Nick questions with a slight strain in his voice.
Monroe just nods and answers with a simple "Yup"
Nick shakes his head and sighs. "Well, I hope I never have to fight one."
Monroe absentmindedly laughs his agreement as his thoughts fly back into his past, 5 years can pass in a blink of an eye, funny how they can rewind in the same amount of time.
Elsewhere….
Underneath an abandoned building near Moscow, Russia
September 6th, 2012
"Add 5 more doses of Bringen Sie Ihr Erbe Trank! Hurry!"
All eyes snap to the entrance of the lab where the source of the yell was quickly jogging down the flights of stairs to the landing with a sleek black Nokia clenched in his clawed hands.
"I just got the call, His Majesty is coming to see a demonstration on her skills." The irritated Geier said as he hastily pulls on a white lab coat with a metal nametag on his left breast that read "Igor Bragkask".
He slips the phone into his front pocket and starts pulling on standard rubber gloves while trying to focus on woging back into a more normal appearance.
After he finishes suiting up completely he lifts his head, his tousled salt and pepper hair was hastily pushed out of his sight exposing a pale face with large steel grey eyes and a small scowling mouth.
"Well? Where are my 5 extra doses?" Igor growls at the rooms 5 other occupants.
The other scientists quickly shuffle around a control center and start simultaneously typing away at a quite complicated looking keyboard.
Immediately the pipes above them whistle from the strain of the command.
Everyone turns to watch as a violet liquid starts flowing through small glass pipes into a large dark glass cylinder that is filled with water.
"For god's sake! Turn the light on, I can't see a damn thing!" Igor snaps, and with a flick of a switch an airy yellow glow illuminates the whole room. Inside
the cylinder is the body of a young woman entangled in a mass of tubes.
In the yellow light her pale skin looked corpse-like, her raven hair floated peacefully around her sharp face like a dark halo.
Although being fed through multiple tubes she was still too scrawny for normal standards.
Igor knew they could have kept more care of this specimen, especially with the rarity of the breed now a days, but what has past cannot be undone.
With any lucky he will be able to make her more appealing within the allotted time before the visit, for he knew he would be reprimanded severely if the experiment wasn't up to par with all of his majesty's requirements.
The various needles piercing the inside of her elbow were now completely full with the Bringen Sie Ihr Erbe Trank.
He watched as her eyelids flutter open, revealing unfocused and cloudy pools of frozen blue.
"Right on time." Igor mutters to himself with a smirk that shows an unsettling amount of teeth.
The scientist turns around and heads towards the base of the uneven concrete stair way, before he starts the climb to the door he turns his head over his shoulder and says-
"I want her out of the tank and ready for training by 6:30 tomorrow. His majesty will be here in exactly 14 days, and I want to use every minute making her better. Do you hear me? This is it!" By the end of his instructions the others had already started preparing for tomorrow and the vigorous planning ahead of them.
As Igor climbs the stairs he looks down on the lab and its bustling inhabitants.
He sighs as he continues towards the exit.
"Let's hope these 5 years haven't been for nothing."
To Be Continued...
AN- so there you have it! My very first chapter! Here's a little bit more info, every odd numbered chapter will be present time, while every even numbered chapter will be a flashback of sorts explaining the history. I will try and have each chapter with at least 1,000 words, I will also try to post at least once every two weeks.
With this being my first Grimm story and my first chapter I would be eternally grateful if you gave me some feedback on how it was. I appreciate all criticism and comments (except for flames)! Thank You!