Chapter 4: Pain and sorrow
I fell hard to the ground and felt the air knocked from my ribs. I heard my dad and Monroe yell and then there was air back in my lungs and I turned over and started to breathe heavily. Monroe was on top of the beast and I could see that it was a lizard-ish creature and I cringed at the sight of it.
Rolling far away I collided with something and felt a hand wrap around my mouth. A slithering voice whispered in my ear, "Hello bait."
Fear welled inside me as I felt myself lifted off the ground and carried away, unable to scream. I watched as Monroe and Dad rolled around with the one lizard guy.
It was like watching a horrible dance that you already knew the ending of and then they disappeared from my sight as we rounded a corner.
I started kicking and finally made myself fall out of his hands long enough for me to let out an ear piercing scream before I was picked up again and carried off with the scaly hand back on my lips.
There was nothing that could calm me anymore; I was going into hysterics and deep fear.
When we came to the end of the forest and there was a car there that he stuffed me in and gagged me with a dirty tasting cloth.
The man was grinning at me and looked to be really manic, he leaned in real close to me and said in a mock voice "It is a pleasure to be in your presence little girl. Daughter of the Grimm."
My eyes widened, they didn't know about me... Or well, they did but not about whom I was or what I could do. Well, I could definitely use that to my advantage... I hoped.
We sat there, I was tied up in the back and then my captor in the front seat sat forward and then leaned back and ran a hand through his ruffled black hair.
"Where are you?" He groaned.
There was a loud crashing noise and the other guy crashed through the car window into the car, spreading glass everywhere and I had to duck down and squeeze my eyes shut not to get them poked. I did feel a few pieces scratch my arms, but none dug deep into my skin thankfully.
The car shifted into gear as the guy who just crashed through the window yelled, "Go GO GO!" I looked up to see Dad running toward the car with Monroe a little ahead. An outraged expression on both their faces. I gave them a desperate look as the car sped away and I couldn't even cry out to my dad for help.
'Help.' Was all I could do. Was think it and hope he could read my face.
We drove for a long time and soon came to what looked like an abandoned us or warehouse. Like any bad horror movie.
My captors got out of the car and one of them, the black haired one, picked me up and carried me into the building.
There was rust... Blood?, on the walls and I couldn't see because of the dark. In the gloom I could just make out what seemed to be old looking machines. Or at least I hoped that's what they were.
Farther and farther we went into the building and eventually I just closed my eyes and tried to pretend that I wasn't here. That I was back in the woods with Monroe and Dad. This couldn't be real! And yet it was. As I was carried down the dark hallway I was blinded by the light of a room in front of me.
I was carried down an aisle with sneering faces on either side of me. I had to force myself not to look at them. Dropped down in front of a, what seemed to be a throne, I looked up and cringed. The man was lizard like, like all the others.
"So you are the daughter of the Grimm eh?" The man said standing up and looking down at me. "Not really what I expected but... Bait is bait."
He was repulsive, but I also go the sense he had no idea what I could do nor who I was. So I decided to play dumb, maybe it would keep me alive.
"I am no daughter of any Grimm, whatever that is. I am the daughter of a cop and he will find you and he will kill you!" I said defiantly.
The man laughed, "He hasn't told you then! Oh this is too wonderful!"
His laugh was annoying and serpent like. All I wanted to do was hide under a rock and never come out. But I knew that wasn't an option. I had to stay alive until Dad came. I knew he would, he had to!
The man walked up close to me, still in his lizard form. I made myself not react, "Do you know about your past?"
"What is there to know?" I asked innocently.
Again the man laughed and leaned in closer to my face, still in his Wesen form. He smelled awful too, "The truth about your family. Your past, your lineage."
It took everything I had not to reveal what I already knew. To play the dumb unknowing child. I must've done it though, because he stood up and laughed saying, "Your whole family is Grimms. People who kill my kind!" He said with a voice full of anger. It scared me to hear a voice so full of hatred, and to know it was directed at my family... Well, that was even worse.
The snake man shifted back to normal, and his followers all did the same. I looked around and then just looked down at my lap.
My fear was starting to get the best of me and it took all my courage not to show it. It was awful to have to hide it.
"Take her to the holding cell." The leader said.
I looked up quickly as two rough hands grasped me under my armpits and lifted me to my feet, dragging me down another long hallway. This one was dark and had small candles along the walls. Just giving enough light to see one foot in front of the other.
We stopped in front of a heavy looking door that would bolt well.
The man unlocked the door and stuffed me inside.
I stumbled in and toppled to the ground. He snickered at me and then they shut the door, locking it and leaving me to myself.
Glancing around my surroundings I saw there was a barred window about fifty feet above me and there was no way I could climb that height let alone cut the bars once I was there! Other than that I was alone in a square stone room. Just like any movie you would watch. These guys seemed to like the movies...
I sat cross legged on the ground and put my head to my chest, let my mind drift off to sleep. The dream haunted me again.
Running through the trees, trying to escape the creature chasing me. Monroe beside me, urging me on, he knew I could do it. Just a few more paces. The forest where I was running looked like the forest I'd been in earlier, it was the right place! We were going to the right place! Happiness and joy swept through me as I ran. But the joy was short lived as the creature once again hit me and I was killed.
I woke up breathing fast standing and spinning in circles.
I then remembered where I was and crumpled to the ground, "Where are you Daddy?" I whispered into the empty room, feeling like a small child that was lost and feeling tears roll down my cheeks. Where was he? Why wasn't he coming?
'No he is! He just has to find you first!' My mind said, trying to comfort me. I tried to believe it, I really did but it was looking less and less like it was going happen every minute.
That's when the door opened.
I looked up and saw one of the henchman, (Henchlizard?) walk in and pull me up. He smirked at me and said, "Looks like the bait has been crying."
I turned my face away as he carried me down the hallway and dropped me in the big room again. This time my dad and Monroe stood there looking horrified at the state I was in.
Crumpled and hair tangled awfully. Mascara running from my tears and scrapes all along my arm from the glass that had been broken.
"Let her go!" Dad yelled looking very angry.
It took my effort not to ask him for help.
"You want her back?" The man said lifting me up by my arm and I grimaced as his hands dug into the cuts. "But, what if I like her here?"
Dad took a step forward and Monroe shifted in anger.
"You, Blutbad! You side with the Grimm?"
"For now." Monroe replied with a low growl.
I couldn't help but smile a little bit at that.
Dad walked right up to the man and stared him straight in the eye, "You will let her go right now."
The man sneered, "Make me."
Wrong thing to say...
Dad punched the man in the face and I tumbled to the ground. Monroe was beside me in an instant and he picked me up, hiding me before going into the fight to help Dad.
I watched from my hiding place as the fight went down. I could never tell who was winning, there were just bodies everywhere trying to knock over the other. But there were two against... Like millions. By the end the man called off his troops and they retreated, screaming out a warning that they would have their revenge.
Dad didn't even blink at that, but Monroe looked slightly worried.
They walked over to where I hid and I smiled at Dad leaping into his arms, "Thank you for coming so quickly!"
He held me close and said "I came as fast I could."
"It was good for me." I said and pulled away looking at Monroe and giving him a hug as well, "Thank you for coming as well!"
He nodded and gave me a tight squeeze.
All three of us stood and hurried out of the warehouse.
When we were in the car, I turned to my saviours and asked, "How... How did you find me anyway?"
They looked at each other and then Monroe gave a sheepish smile and said "I followed your scent. It is really distinguishable."
I shied away and smiled, "Well thank you. Both of you."