The first thing to do was think like a Grimm. Who would do this to them? Mirror was long gone, so it couldn't be him. But some of the people that were in his group were still around town. They were always trying to avoid the Grimms though. If their powerful Master failed, they would just as well. Puck couldn't think of anybody else. He decided he would continue suspecting people once he got at least one hint. To know if they really did changed on their own. He just had to ask Granny Relda.

She was an old woman now. Very old. She might be going blind any day now, she got tired easily, and she needed help walking around. But she knew that her granddaughters were completely different. And why.

"Oh Puck!" she said joyfully. "I'm very happy to see you again! You have grown too quickly for me!" her voice slightly cracked at the end.

"Yeah, too much for my own good," said Puck. "I wanted to ask you a question. What caused Sabrina and Daphne to change?''

Granny was quiet for a moment. Puck wasn't sure if it was because her hearing was also going bad, so he said it again louder. "What caused them to change?"

"Oh Puck," she said, sighing. "I know they're a bit unruly now. But they chose to. Around five-" she stopped. "Around five what?" Puck started to get worried.

"Years ago." she said quietly.

So all because of him. That couldn't be right. No. No!

''But Puck honey, they chose to. They wanted to-"

"NO! THEY DIDN'T!" Puck yelled. Granny was taken aback by his sudden change of temper.

"YOU KNOW WHY, AND YOU WONT TELL ME! IT'S BECAUSE OF ME, AND IT'S MY FAULT!" he ran out of the kitchen, slamming the door behind him. He ran down the path out of the Grimms driveway until he stopped nearby the town, leaning against a stop sign and breathing heavily. Why?!

Five Years Ago

What was this? The Grimms protector finally left? It was perfect. Now they could continue where the Master had failed. They would get the respect they deserved.

"Is it ready?" someone asked.

"Yes," answered another person. "At last, the mixture is ready."

They crowded around and looked at the table where the green and purple potion was bubbling. "Perrrfect." said said a voice. It laughed evilly.

"Now there's one problem. How can we get it to them without them knowing?"

The person that was the leader smirked. "Oh not a problem for us. After all, we'd get through very easily."

"You sure?" somebody else asked.

"Course I am!" snapped the leader. "Now, when they're sleeping, someone sneaks up on them. They tilt their heads and pour the liquid down their throats. Just try not to choke them. If they won't be able to talk, then the plan wouldn't work. Got it?"

"Got it!" the rest of them cheered.

Sabrina Grimm was lying in bed. She was looking at the modeled airplanes her father had made. She sighed. How was it she was already missing him? He had only been gone for 4 hours. And already she had run up to her room after his flight had left, thrown a pillow that knocked papers off her desk and then kicked the door. Nobody had come in or questioned her about anything since they knew. And she liked it that way. She loved how her family always accepted who she was. And she just hoped nothing would change that. Or her. She was bratty enough.

After staring up for awhile, she slowly drifted into the hazy cloud of sleep, dreaming of a day when a fairy came knocking to her door. And suddenly, her vision turned green and purple. She darted forward the minute she heard a voice. What was it? It felt weird. She threw her blankets off and went downstairs. She thought she was hearing whispering in the back of her head. Maybe missing him was starting to make her turn crazy. Yes, that had to be it. She took out the water jug and poured a glass. Then the voice in her head became clearer, and suddenly she heard it rasping something. She dropped her glass and passed out on the kitchen floor. The voice was now rasping louder.

CHANGE. CHANGE. CHANGE.

By the time she woke up, it was morning. She felt different. "Morning libeling!" said Granny, who was coming down the stairs.

"You think? I spent the night on the floor. What makes you think it's a good morning to me?" demanded Sabrina. Why was she saying this?

Granny looked at her surprised. "Well, I'll get breakfast ready. Today's special is lemon pancakes and plum juice."

Sabrina groaned loudly. "Are you serious? That's nastier than all the mush you've made before! No offense, but you're cooking sucks. If Uncle Jake was here, he'd get us NORMAL food! Can't we go food shopping?!"

Granny was by now beyond surprise. "Sabrina Grimm! Surely you don't mean that!"

"I do and I won't regret it. Now I'll just go sleeping comfy like I should've instead of being in this ugly kitchen!" She ran upstairs, and the last bit of her old brain said, Stop! Something's controlling you! You can't- and then it died. Replaced with a fierce, angry version. And she was officially a new Sabrina Grimm.

She rushed into her room, where Daphne was in bed, screaming, "HELP! HELP! SOMEONE'S TELLING ME SOMETHING! TO CHA-" and then she lay there, motionless. Then she was up in a flash, and she said in a harder voice, "Can we go shopping today? These monkey pajamas are horrid as hell."

So how was this chapter? Think you know what or who changed them? If you think so, say who you think it is in your review. You'll also get a virtual cupcake. And I'm also thinking of changing my username. Maybe if I get ideas from someone I'll review one of their stories and follow it. Anyways, hoped you enjoyed!