A/N: Again, as promised in the Prologue, here is the first Chapter.
I do not own The Sisters Grimm, I do own, however, Peter and the APPEARANCE of Pixie (hint hint) and the plot. Nope, nothing else...sad isn't it?
Okay to prevent any confusion: This is NOT related to my other Fanfic in any way shape or form....that is unless you count me...cause I wrote both....but you understand what I meant!
Sabrina's Parents are awake. Henry isn't as bad as I made him in my other story....but he's still irritable.
Moth-Be-Gone
Chapter 1:
Horrible Conscience
Sabrina Grimm had done many reckless things in the past; fighting giants, abusing magic, jumping to conclusions….and the list went on. But to be fair, most of those had been somewhat spur of the moment type of deals. Sabrina didn't think clearly before she acted; think out the chain reactions her actions would cause. It wasn't her fault that she did things like this; she couldn't help it.
But this…this was different. She KNEW what would happen if she did what she was about to do. She KNEW the consequences. She KNEW that she shouldn't be doing this. And she KNEW that there was no talking her out of it.
Sabrina shifted the form on her back; steadying it. It was heavier than she had expected, and her legs where already numb and cold from walking in the deep snow of the forest. Granny Relda was sure to kill her. Murder her, more likely. Sabrina wouldn't blame her. Not only had she disobeyed her orders by entering the woods without protection, but the fact that she was bringing…..!
Sabrina hated her conscience. No, she loathed it. It wasn't fair. Her conscience seemed to be against Sabrina with everything she did. For the most part, her conscience was quiet and bothered her little. This annoyed the girl. She hated how it left her to fend for herself; without guidance to the consequences to her actions. See another reason she did those reckless things!
But what bothered the blonde most, was when it DID help. Well, help wouldn't exactly be the way Sabrina would put it. From time to time, her conscience would be there, but not as the guiding voice; full of suggestions, that it should have been. No. Instead it was a nagging in the back of her head that wouldn't go away, no matter just how Sabrina tried to avoid it. And the fact that this occurred randomly was unbearable.
That's why she was doing this. She hated it. She would've rather left the pathetic form in the cold to wither away as it deserved; but she didn't. The fact that she took pity on it disgusted her. No matter how much she had been wronged by it from the past; her conscience told her it was the right thing to do. Though MANY, and she meant MANY, would beg to differ.
Sabrina hated karma too….it must have hated her as well.
With a sigh, Sabrina stopped her pace, and turned her head to the unconscious form that she carried. She shivered suddenly as a cold gust of wind hit her bare skin; having covered the form with her coat for warmth; it needed it more than she did.
With another sigh, Sabrina looked back to the direction of the Grimm house. It would be a couple more minutes until she would be punished for eternity.
First her father would curse at her; tell her that she could've gotten killed, while adding that to his list of "Why the should go back to Manhattan". Granny would say something on the same lines (minus the leaving), but have a way to make the girl feel guilty of leaving the house by mentioning what everyone would feel if she had been taken by the Scarlet Hand. Veronica, her mother, would sigh and give her another guilt trip. Daphne would glare at her; tears in her eyes, and stop talking to her again.
That would be when they would realize it.
Granny would bite her lip and look at her with disappointment. Her parents along with her uncle would stay silent. And Puck….
Puck…that's who she was afraid of. For a while now she tried to deny what her heart was telling her, but it was pointless. She knew that no matter how disgusting, cruel or immature the fairy was…she had fallen completely HEAD over HEELS in love with him. See….karma again.
But he…he wouldn't say anything, but his eyes would. He would look hurt, probably never want to speak to her as long as he lived; and considering he was immortal, it said something.
Sabrina felt her stomach churn. And with a heavy heart; she continued her pace.
"You know…." came a voice from above her, causing the blonde to halt instantly, 'You have a lot of nerve Grimm…."
Sabrina's heart stopped for a split second as she gazed above her. There he was, Puck; the one whose reaction scared her the most, the last one she wanted to see at the moment, sitting in the tree, above her, his eyes looking down at her with disappointment, as his beautiful pink wings fluttered behind him.
Sabrina stood there; frozen, a he descended from his post. Something caught in her throat, and her heart started to pound.
Puck looked at the eldest Grimm Sister, crossing his arms expectantly.
"Well…!?" he said impatiently; demanding an explanation.
Sabrina tore her gaze from his.
"Not now Puck…" her voice sounded strangled.
The fairy didn't seem amused.
"You know how lucky you are that no one has realized you're gone!?" he growled; Sabrina winced.
"Puck…." She began helplessly, inwardly cursing at her weakness, "I….I…."
"You, what Grimm?" he asked, his eyes looking at her angrily.
Subconsciously, Sabrina shifted her weight. Puck saw the form.
"Who is that?" he asked harshly, looking at the form Sabrina had draped her coat around; hiding its face.
Sabrina started to panic.
"Puck," she started nervously, "We need to go inside."
Puck wasn't fooled.
"Grimm…" he said again, "Who is it?"
"It's no one Puck…" Sabrina said hastily, "We need to bring her inside."
"If it was no one," Puck argued, "Why are you hiding her from me." Puck paused for a minute, "What did you do?" he asked accusingly.
Sabrina's temper betrayed her, "I didn't do anything!" she snarled.
"Then who is it!" Puck yelled back.
"It's no one!" Sabrina cried, "Now let's go inside."
"Not before you tell me who it is!" Puck retaliated.
Impatiently, Puck fluttered his wings and shot himself into the air. All Sabrina could think to do was run; and she did. But her legs couldn't take it; already weak from walking, Sabrina stumbled to the forest floor.
She felt Puck land behind her, but she did nothing; it was useless. With a sigh, Sabrina winced.
She felt Puck lift the coat, covering the form; he froze.
Sabrina had expected this. Turning to him, Sabrina looked at him apologetically.
"Puck….I'm sorry….I…I couldn't leave her…I…" but she couldn't find the words.
Puck looked at her is face pale; frozen in place.
"Puck….please!" Sabrina began, but it was too late.
With a stony expression, Puck turned away from her "Whatever…." He growled, "You do whatever you like…"
"Puck….wait!"
But he was gone.
With a sigh, Sabrina retrieved the coat Puck had torn off the form.
"Well," she told the unconscious form, "I guess it's just you and me…." Sabrina struggled uncomfortably as she muttered her name… "…..Moth…"
With that, Sabrina made her way into the yard; Moth on her back; her family on the back porch, awaiting an explanation, and Puck, somewhere, feeling betrayed.
A/N: Oh boy...I've made Sabrina HELP Moth...do I have a fever? What have I done? I have created chaos; that's what I've done.
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-WizKid94
