Hay y'all! I was going to make Puck rescue her, but I found out that you all were expecting Puck to come save her, so, just to mess with you, he won't. Tee Hee!
Disclamer: This story is on FANfiction. I do not own the Sisters Grimm.
Dedicated to Primaballerina for support and kind words.
So yeah, here it is…
Chapter Four
Oh crud. Why does this happen to me? Oh yeah, because I'm a Grimm. Stupid title…
"Wha-what do you want?" I tried to sound confident and not afraid. Yeah that failed.
"Hhmmm… What do I want? I want my eye back. I want the Scarlet hand to rule… But at the moment, I want you dead." At this point, he was standing in front of me. He was huge. He was easily seven feet tall, and all muscle. He gave the Beast a run for his money. I had no doubt that he could snap my neck with one hand. Double crud.
"Bu- but I thought that the Scarlet Hand was only taking prisoners. Wo- won't they be mad?"
"You see, I've never been good at following orders. The Master wanted all the Grimms back alive, but no one likes you. No one will miss you." Why was he being so mean? Why couldn't he just kill me and be done with it. Then I remembered something Granny once told me. "The wolf likes to play with his food. He will be totally heartless." (She said something like that, but I couldn't remember so I changed it. Sry) OK, so he was playing with me. I can handle that, now I just need him to keep playing and not move on to the main event.
"Why are you being so mean?"
"Well 'Brina. In the future, you and your little sister are a real pain in my and the Scarlet Hand's necks. After a while they gave up and went all out. Kill first, ask questions never. I personally like this plan better." Wait, how did he get here from the future? We fixed that! Did the Scarlet hand make some weird time machine? How did they make it? Why would they just send him? All these questions and more were going through my head and then it hit me. He called me 'Brina. Just like my family does. How dare he call me that! He is no longer my friend. He hurt Granny and countless others in the future.
"You can't call me 'Brina. You lost that privilege when you killed for the first time in this century."
"Why 'Brina, I'm hurt. And here I thought we were getting to know each other. Oh well, I have to get down to business anyway." He took a step toward me as he said this. Oh crud, why did I have to open my big mouth?
"Uh, no I'm fine, we can keep on talking." Was my useless way of buying time. Why did I have to go into the woods? Puck warned me not to go, but did I listen? No. Ok, if I live through this, I will listen to Puck. I will, I promise.
"Hay, Ugly, don't touch my sister," came a voice from behind me.
I turned around and saw a tall brunet woman. She had crinkles in the corners of her eyes from laughing, and her short hair was a beautiful shade of ebony. She was powerful, and magic was radiating off her. She had a long gash down the side of her face that was like a tear on a beautiful painting. Sad, a tragedy. An older version of Daphne pointed a wand at The Big Bad Wolf.
There was a crack and then the Wolf howled in pain. The older Sabrina ran from behind him and stabbed his shoulder. Yet more shrieks and the Wolf threw the older Sabrina off him. He made a run for it into the underbrush. The older version of myself turned towards me.
"Why the hell were you walking around in the forest alone?"
"You know why. It helps me think. And please don't yell at me about how reckless it is. If I don't listen to my father, my mother, Granny, Puck and my current sister, then I won't listen to you." Yeah go me for making such a good argument!
"Let me show you something." The tall blonde lifted her sleeve to reveille a long gash. "That is what happened the last time I was walking in the woods alone. I was about fourteen."
Wow. That happened to me. Will happen to me. Whatever, I don't feel like thinking that through. I looked at the jagged mark. It was one of many. My soft, cream arms are riddled with little white lines that can never be taken away. I looked over at Daphne. She had a constant reminder of the time that I didn't protect her on her face. I didn't want to look any more.
"I see."
"Thank you. If you die, I die, and I don't feel like dying yet. Wait for me to turn a two hundred please."
"Fine, whatever. Come on, I have to get back to the house, and I should probably tell mom that you are here."
"Wait, I have to go find Puck. He was off trying to figure out when we got stuck in." With that, Daphne turned and blew through a little whistle. It looked kind of like a dog whistle, except for the carvings on the side. When she was done, she nodded at Older Sabrina and sat down. Guess there was nothing to do but wait I guess.
I sat down as well, facing the two older sisters Grimm. "Sooo, when is your time? What has been going on? Is Granny still OK?" I asked them both.
"Well, the date it was when we left was just about a month after you first left us. Not much has happened since you left. Granny is fine. Oh, and we decided on a location for the wedding," was reply of the Older Sabrina
"You mean you did and demanded that I agree." We all looked over as a tall, mid twenties Puck landed. His insect like wings glistening in the sunset's last rays. He really did look good in the future. He gets taller, his shoulders broader, but his smile is exactly the same. Just as mischievous and sweet. I still don't see what I see in him. How could I forget all those pranks? I just got pranked this morning for crying out loud! Whatever, I'll ask her later. I started walking towards the house and motioned for them to fallow. I was really tired and confused. What did this mean? Was there another thing messing with the time line? First off, I need to get them back towards home, then we can figure something out.
So, I'm going to be out of town for spring vacation and I don't know if I will be able to update, so here is another chapter to tide you over.
Is this too much of Sabrina's pint of view? I think I'll go back to Puck's POV in the next chapter.
-Lilie
