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Chapter 3: Resistance Meeting And Wesens

"So… what your names are?" asked Vienna after ten minutes of driving in silence. They stared at her. "You already know mine," said Vienna.

"I am Sean Renard, this is Meisner," said Sean in a sighed. "Nice to meet you," said Vienna in a smile.

She smiled but really felt like crying. Her father, her sweet, kind father was dead.

Vienna didn't even notice that she really was crying until Sean hand her some tissue. "Sorry," she mumbled. "It's alright," said Sean in a smile.

"Who is Tavitian? And how do you know Sebastian?" asked Vienna after calming down.

"Tavitian is one of the leaders of the resistance, and we know Sebastian because we are all part of it," said Sean. "Ho, can I be part of the resistance too?" asked Vienna. "You don't really have a choice now," said Meisner. She shrugged.

It's not like I have anything better to do


After a while Vienna changed places with Sean, and quickly fell asleep.

She only woke up when Sean opened her door and stroked her head. "We are here," he said softly. She nodded and got out of the car with bare foot, stretching.

Sean spoke with someone for a moment. She tugged alone. He looked down at her feet. "Mr. Snob gave me shoes of a pole dancer; I can't walk with such a high heels," said Vienna. Sean chuckled. "We will find you some shoes soon enough," he said. "Thanks," said Vienna and walked with him to the barn.

"It looks like Breslau was the one that turned us in to the Verrat," said Meisner. After a few more talking, Frenay hand Meisner a gun and turned to shake hands with Sean.

"You brought your girlfriend with you?" asked Frenay with a smirk. Vienna turns her attention from Meisner to Sean and Frenay. "I am no one girlfriend sir; my name is Vienna Reiter, and I am a Grimm," said Vienna. "I thought that your Grimm is a man," said Frenay as they walked to the house. "I belong to no one," said Vienna. "She is not my Grimm, she is just a Grimm, it's a long story," said Sean. "O.k. then, let's get inside, there is food and drinks," said Frenay. "Sir, can you find me some shoes please?" asked Vienna. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "It's another long story," said Sean. "Sure my dear, let's get in," said Frenay. She nodded and they walked into the house, Meisner joining them not long after.


Frenay found Vienna some running shoes and socks. She was just tying her second shoe when a man came in.

"Hans Tavitian," said Tavitian and shook Sean's hand. "Sean Renard," said Sean. "And the princess?" asked Tavitian. "Vienna Reiter," she replied with a smirk.

"How are you fits in this meeting?" asked Tavitian. "Sebastian is a friend of mine, and Sean and Meisner help me escape the stupid prince," said Vienna. "You were at the castle? Why?" asked Tavitian. "The Verrat took me after they killed my father; the prince wanted a Grimm,"

After that the talking started.

"Great job kid," said Meisner, sitting next to her. "What? He asked, I answered," she whispered. Meisner shook his head in a sigh.

They started talking about Sean, and Vienna drifted off for a while.

"Why should we trust you? You are one of them, a royal, another prince," said one of them.

Vienna snapped out of her thoughts at once.

"You are a prince?!" she called jumping on her feet. "It's a long story, I will tell you later. Sit please," said Sean and stood up. Vienna sat down, scolding.

A royal, someone I believed was a friend, is a prince like Mr. Snob. Great.


"Vienna," said Sean. She looked up at him, glaring. He rolled his eyes at her. "Come on, let's go, it's not safe here anymore," said Sean. Vienna followed him, still angry.

In the car Vienna drove while Sean talked.

"I am a bastard prince, my mother isn't royal; she was one of King Fredrick mistresses. I grew up in the castle until I was thirteen, then me and my mother fled because the rightful wife, my brother's mother, wanted us dead," said Sean. "Mr. Snob is not your brother is he?" asked Vienna. Sean chuckled. "You didn't listen much in the meeting did you?" asked Sean. She shrugged. "It was mostly boring," said Vienna. He chuckled again.

"My brother is dead, Victor is my cousin. I don't know much about him," said Sean. "Right, do you have more interesting stuff to tell?" asked Vienna, curiosity glimmering in her eyes. "I have a Grimm at Portland, he is one of my detectives," said Sean. "Your detectives? You are a… amm it's captain in the USA right?" asked Vienna. "Yes, I am a captain in Portland PD," said Sean.

"What else?" asked Vienna. "Amm… my mother is a hexenbiest?" he suggested. She hit the brakes at once. Meisner gritted his teeth. "Stop talking Sean, or she will get us killed," said Meisner. Sean chuckled. "You are a zauberbiest?" asked Vienna. "Yes, but only a half one," said Sean. She nodded.

"You have inherited wesens books too?" asked Sean. "No, I only have my own. My family didn't had Grimms for centuries, I am the first after a very long time," said Vienna. "What happened to their books?" asked Meisner. "They gave them to other Grimms," said Vienna. "Where is yours?" asked Sean. "In a vault in the bank, my father put them there the week before the Verrat showed up in our house," said Vienna sadly.

"We should get them before we get out of Vienna," said Sean. "Do you even have a passport and ID?" asked Meisner. "Yes, my father made me two of each, Mr. Snob took the ones in my jeans but the others are in my jacket in a hidden pocket," said Vienna.

"Your father was prepared for this to happen didn't he?" asked Sean softly. She nodded. "Victor knew about me, he wanted my father to give me away at the moment my abilities showed, I was nine, he said no and sent me away, summer vacations were always in any country out of Europe, I weren't supposed to show up in here," she explained. Sean stroked her hair and she smiled at him.

The next few hours passed by Meisner's and Sean's driving.

They got to the bank.


Sean and Vienna went in together.

Vienna talked to a clerk that came with her to her vault. He seemed new and nervous.

Vienna eyes widened when she notice that the clerk was some kind of tortoise wesen. He froze when he looked at her. "Grimm! Please don't kill me! Please!" called the clerk. "I will not, I promise, but what kind of wesen are you?" said Vienna. "You are not going to kill me?" asked the clerk. She shook her head. "I am Genio innocuo, we are kind of rear," said the clerk. "I will tell you about him later, get your books and let's go," whispered Sean. She nodded.

"Can you open my vault, please?" asked Vienna. "Yes, I will need your ID," said the clerk. She gave it to him, and then signed on some papers. After that he emptied her vault in to three big bags, two for weapons, and one for books.

"Do I have any money in the bank account?" asked Vienna. It wasn't her account; she didn't have one, her father made sure she always has enough money when she went back to school. The clerk led them back to his desk and checked the computer. "You have five hundred thousand Euros," said the clerk. "O.k. thank you," said Vienna. She took one of the bags while Sean took the other two.

Vienna stopped in front of an ATM. She pulled a cared from her passport and stopped to think about the code. She guessed, and her guess turned out to be right. She took some money for airplane ticket and a bit more and went with Sean to the car. The rest of the money she will transport to Portland when she will open a bank account in there.


In the car she took the back seat and opened the last book she was writing in. "Tell me about the tortoise wesen," said Vienna. Sean looked at her, ready with the pen and book. Meisner looked confused. "It was the clerk in the bank," said Sean. "Right," said Meisner. "Well, the Genio innocuo," he started. "Can you spell it?" asked Vienna. He sighed. "Sure; g-e-n-i-o i-n-n…"

27/01/2015

Vienna, Austria

Genio innocuo

After getting away from Prince Victor, I went to the bank where my father left my wesens books and weapons. There I met the Genio innocuo. It was a clerk in the bank.

He looked like some kind of tortoise, his skin gray-greenish color with patterns. He was scared of me, of course. He seems gentle, and later I learned from a friend that this kind of wesen really is gentle. He is also very intelligent, compassionate and nonviolent.

I found no reason to cut his head off.

Vienna looked up from her book. "Got it?" asked Sean. "Yes, I am just drawing the wesen," said Vienna. "o.k." said Sean and went back to his conversion with Meisner.


"Sean?" asked Vienna after finishing the drawing of the Genio innocuo. "Mm…?" he hummed. "Can you show me the real you? I am curious," said Vienna. "It's not pretty," said Sean. "So? I already met a hexenbiest, it wouldn't be so different, I just want to see, please," she made him her puppy eyes. Sean laughed. "Unbelievable," mumbled Meisner. Sean turned in his seat to face her and woged.

Vienna looked at the two part of his face that looked like they were rotten or reddish in away. "Well?" he asked, turning back to his human self. "You are lucky to be half wesen, or maybe it because you are a male, but hexenbiests looks worse," said Vienna. He laughed and left Vienna to her thoughts.

27/01/2015

Vienna, Austria

Zauberbiest

This one is a friend, Sean Renard, half wesen-half human royal from the seven houses. He helped me get away from Prince Victor and seems like he took me under his wings.

Like the hexenbiest, his face seem rotten when he woges. But not so much, I can't tell if it's because he is a male or because he is only half wesen.

I didn't witness his abilities yet, but since he belongs to the same kind as hexenbiest, I can assume that the same magic applies to him too.

I probably will never cut this pretty head off.


"Are you o.k. back there?" asked Sean. "Sure," she just finished drawing him, and closed her book, putting it with the others.

"We got to the airport, you will need to do something about her bags, they are full of weapons," said Meisner. "Don't worry about it, I am still royal, it will be fine," said Sean as the three of them got out of the car. "O.k. good luck, and we will be in touch," said Meisner shaking Sean's hand. Vienna kissed his cheek. "Thank you for helping me to get away from Mr. Snob," said Vienna making him chuckle. "Good luck kid," he said and drove away.


They passed the gates with no trouble and now they were on the plane to Portland, Oregon.