"Man, this is one seriously messed up killer." Hank mumbled to Nick as both stared in horror at the grisly scene. The murder was a dead likeness to the last one. Female victim stabbed in the woods. Half naked and eyes staring in horror. The only difference was that the killer also left a nasty scratch across her chest.

"Are those claw marks?" Hank stared in shock.

Nick looked closer, he couldn't be sure, but it did look like some kind of animal had done it. He may need to ask Monroe for some more advice on this case "Could be? Course humans on a rampage can get pretty nasty." He commented. He wasn't ruling anything out.

He turned and noticed a dead rat lying nearby. A couple others were sniffing it. He thought it was strange, but then again, the woods were crawling with critters.

"Got a piece of fabric." Hank said, he pulled out tweezers and bagged the piece of black plaid fabric.

"What do you think it is?" Nick asked.

"I'm thinkin' it's not her color." Hank said darkly.

…

So this is where you managed to stay alive all these years. Mrs. Clark thought as she rummaged through the hunting blind. She decided to stay out of sight for a while and make preparations. She was done trying to corner and kill the bitch outright. Things just didn't go the way she planned.

No, she needed privacy, and lots of time to enjoy herself as she enacted her revenge. Now that she'd figured out her schedule, where she lived, and who she hung out with, getting her would be a snap. But she needed to be ready. She figured she could spoil herself a little bit and enjoy the slow death of the stupid little brat who ruined her life.

….

Monroe just heard the news as he and Holly walked into the dance studio. A senior dancer, Brittany Johnson, had been murdered last night. Everyone was on edge. There were rumors starting that the killer was targeting the studio or that maybe it was someone on the inside.

Roddy saw Monroe and came towards him.

"I just want to thank you again for taking me out last night." He said politely to Monroe.

"It was our pleasure!" he said, "How is everything here?"

"Looks like everyone's closing up for today. Too many people are too scared to come in. Parents won't bring their kids to practice." He admitted, "Plus, the police are on their way."

"Nick probably." Monroe commented.

"Good guess, Monroe." A voice behind him said. Monroe turned to see a very tired-looking Nick smiling at him. Roddy tried to edge away. Although he'd heard of the Grimm's valor, he still didn't feel the need to draw attention to himself.

"Hey Roddy!" Nick smiled, extending his hand, "Glad to see you got a job here."

"How did you know?" Roddy asked, dumbfounded, maybe Grimm's were psychic.

"Monroe told me." He shrugged.

Holly appeared, looking very forlorn, "No classes, it's just a bad house in here."

"Mad house, honey." Monroe quickly corrected. Holly's speech was improving, but certain expressions she tended to get a little mixed up on.

"Did you know Brittany?" Nick asked all of them.

Each one shook their heads.

"All I know was she had a scholarship to some college for dance." Holly said.

"She wasn't a Wesen." Monroe admitted.

"Never met her." Roddy said.

"Well, you guys can head on out, then; I need to find people who can shed some light on this situation."

Monroe and Holly left, Holly smiling and waving quickly to Roddy.

Nick watched Roddy pack up. Then he noticed Roddy putting on a black plaid scarf. Nick stared in horror as he watched Roddy leave. No way!

…

Roddy watched angrily as Holly was sitting at the park with her dad. There were a few teenagers talking to them and some douchebag from her dance studio was flirting with her. He went over to tell the jerk to take a hike. Not sure why he felt that way, but he needed to do something rather than just sit there like an idiot.

The kid morphed into some kind of monkey as he told a joke to Holly, then a girl came up with some sodas and gave him one. He suddenly had all eyes and attention on the girl. Roddy realized that Schimpanzee's were usually jesters. Now he felt like kicking himself for getting all jealous.

Monroe seemed to enjoy having the teenagers around. Roddy had a feeling he felt like the cool dad down the street.

"Hey! It's violin guy!" the Schimpanzee said, smiling.

"You need a better nickname." Holly joked. Zeeke elbowed her playfully.

Roddy noticed a Jaegerbar come up and put his arms around Holly's friend Evelyn. Roddy had met a few of them, mainly Holly's friends, but he was still shy.

"Holly, did you ask your dad?" Evelyn asked her.

"Ask me what?" Monroe asked, suspiciously.

Holly smiled nervously, "They want me to go to a teenage club with them tonight. Kids under 18 get in for only…two dollars?" she asked them.

"Yeah, and it's safe, no alcohol is served, and there are cops." Evelyn assured him.

Monroe thought for a minute, "Did you want to go Holls?" he asked her.

She nodded, "It sounds like fun, and I've never been to a club before."

"Where's it at?" Monroe asked them.

They told him and he remembered hearing of a place that had a special teenage kid night that was safe. He nodded and gave the okay.

"We're meeting at the Javahouse around 9pm tonight." Sylvia said, "then we're gonna head over together. Michael is driving."

"Don't worry, Mr. Monroe, I have a clean record." Michael assured him.

"Dude, you've only been driving for two weeks." Zeeke joked.

"Shut up banana face." Michael shot back.

"Wow, that's a good one. Never heard that before Pooh Bear." Zeeke rolled his eyes.

"What did you call me?" Michael started morphing.

"Boys, settle down." Sylvia prickled up. Zeeke knew not to mess with Sylvia when she was in her hedgehog state.

"Alright, you kids be safe then." Monroe told them. Figuring it was his time to leave the teenage carnage to them.

"Thanks dad." Holly smiled at him as he got up to leave.

As soon as he left, Sylvia leapt up to Roddy.

"You want to come?" she asked him.

"Yeah, you should go with Holly!" Evelyn piped in. Holly wanted to punch her.

"Then we all have dates!" Sylvia added, winking at Evelyn.

"I'm game." Roddy said. Although he tried to avoid clubs now, he figured if Monroe was okay with it, what was the harm. And now was his chance to stake a claim on Holly without really trying.

"Guys, he doesn't have to go with me." Holly argued, blushing.

"No really, sounds like fun." He said smiling at her.

All her friends nodded and left, feeling accomplished.

Holly walked up to Roddy and quietly threatened him, "Okay, bug, here's the deal."

"I think you mean bub." Roddy baited smiling.

"Whatever! No funny things, okay. We're friends."

"No hanky panky." He promised. She looked confused but satisfied, then walked off to join her friends. Roddy followed smiling at her behind. He did a silent cheer the whole way to the coffee shop.

…..

I figured it had been a bit since I updated. Sorry this is such a set up right now. I hope this gets you guys excited for what's about to come up. Feel free to make some assumptions

Enjoy and Chapter 7 is coming soon and more climax is coming!