The Grimm Men

by Oliviaaaaa

When Sabrina is kidnapped by The Scarlet Hand, what lengths will the Grimm men, Henry, Jacob, and Puck, go to to get her back home safely? This story takes place before the war but after Sabrina an Daphne's parents wake up. Puckabrina. Rated T just in case

1. Chapter 1

Hey everyone! I've been pretty successful at FF so far, so I've decided to start my fourth Sisters Grimm story! If you haven't noticed, Puckabrina is my OTP, so, naturally, this is gonna have some fluff in it. Please enjoy! Thanks!

~Oliviaaaaa

*Sabrina's POV*

I woke up with a start. I turned to face the window, where a loud "thump" sound had come from. I calmed down when I realized that it was probably just Puck, the stupid fairy-boy that I had a crush on, who coincidentally lived with me, along with my sister Daphne, my parents, Little Red Riding Hood, my Uncle Jake, Granny Relda, The Big Bad Wolf, and a 200-pound Great Dane that still thought it was a puppy.

I got up, and threw a long robe over my pajamas. Padding over to the window, I muttered curses, not bothering to be quiet, because Daphne, who shared a bed with me, could sleep through World War III without so much as a stir. She snored loudly, but I had learned to live with it. I yanked the window open with much effort, and called out.

"Puck! Quit bangin' on my window! I know it was you! So help me I will feed Kraven the Deceiver to the pixies! You know I will-"

A leather-gloved hand clamped over my mouth, and I tried to scream, to no avail. I had no idea who had me, but I had a pretty good idea that it was a member of The Scarlet Hand. I noticed myself starting to get drowsy, and I realized that the glove smelled like chloroform. I had been under the influence of it before, at several of the more abusive foster homes Daphne and I had lived in before Goldilocks woke out parents up from what seemed like a sleeping spell, not unlike the ones that Snow White and Briar Rose had once been under.

Another hand grabbed my arm, and yanked me fully out the window, I prepared to fall, but I didn't. Then another set of hands tied a blindfold over my eyes. Great.

Kicking and thrashing, I hoped that I caused my attackers some damage.

"Ouch!" I heard an annoying, male teenage voice cry out in pain after I kicked some random body part. I started to become dizzy, and as my last ditch effort, I bit the hand clamped over my mouth.

Aahh, cliffy! Well, kind of. I hoped you liked it, and since I tend to update my stories quickly, I can asure you that the wait won't be long for another chapter! (I've been known to update every day for like a week straight). Fav, follow, an review! Thanks!