First things first, call Roddy. Nick immediately punched the wesen's number into his phone and waited. It went straight to voice mail and Nick silently cursed. He was ready to call up Monroe when he felt a tap on his shoulder.

"Nothing much else we can do here," Hank said, "I'm going to into that" -he pointed to the bloody scythe - "and see what we come up with."

"Um how about I do that?" Nick offered.

Hank shrugged. "If you want to sure."

Nick thanked him and turned to face the crowd. The Wesen were starting to head off now, the police had forced them to go as Nick was ready to turn he saw something odd. He turned back and anger rose in his body as he glared at a Reaper. The Reaper was dressed in the usual attire and shifted his face for Nick to see. It wasn't afraid, Nick thought. He looked to see a dull splatter on the coat and realized that it was blood; Coder's blood. He turned away, Nick knew that it couldn't by coincidence be Coder's blood but what if it was? Nick turned back to see the Reaper was gone and he took out his phone again. He redialed Roddy's number and finally got hold of the Reingan.

"Roddy it's Nick, listen you could be in possible danger where are you?"

"Wait...wha-"

"Where are you?"

"I'm downtown...Nick wha-"

"The Reapers were here."

There was a silence between the two and Nick knew that Roddy was beginning to understand the danger.

"They killed Coder and...," Nick took in a breath. "I'm not sure if they got anything out of him but I want to place you under maximum protection."

Nick listened as Roddy took in a deep breath and agree. He ordered Roddy to stay where he was, and to make sure he was close to people and that it was constantly crowded. If anything changed then he is to find another safe place that is crowded and call Nick immediately. Nick then called up Monroe.

"Coder's dead and Roddy is in possible danger," Nick explained. "I called him and he's downtown at Lilock Cafe I want you to pick up Roddy and bring him to the trailer," Nick ordered.

"Whoa, the trailer?"

Nick closed his eyes and realized that, that might be a little too much and then said, "Bring him to your place alright?"

"Yeah, got it."

Nick repeated where Roddy was waiting and headed over to the trailer.

On his way he noticed a black car following him Nick was sure that there was a Reaper in there and he make a sharp right turn just missing another car to confirm the stalker. Confirmation. Nick sped up towards the south side when another black car swerved in front of him blocking his way. Nick twisted the wheel hard and pressed on the brake at the same time. Smoke and squeals went up in the air as the car turned and Nick got out. People were starting to gather to point and look at what had happened. A Reaper got out of the car and smirked at the wild look in Nick's eyes.

"You do not know what you're dealing with," the Reaper said taking a large scythe out of the back seat. When people saw the weapon everyone went into a panic. Nick scanned and shouted at everyone to leave. The Reaper attacked and Nick shot him, it was a perfect shot to the chest. Two other Reapers got out with their scythes and Nick shot at both of them too. One fell while the bullet only caught the other Reaper in the shoulder. The Reaper hissed and howled in pain dropping his weapon and clutching his bleeding shoulder. Nick grabbed the fallen scythe and then swiped upward. The slice was clean and neat. The Reaper's severed head fell to the ground and rolled to the Grimm's feet. Police cars screeched to a halt but Nick didn't pay attention to them, he wondered why Reapers would attack him like this out in the open. It was all too easy. Then it hit him. Easy - an easy distraction. Police started to surround him wanting answers as to what had gone down. Nick grabbed the nearest officer.

"Call up the Captain tell him what is going on and contain this area." The officer nodded and Nick pushed his way through the circle of officers. He climbed back into his car and sped off heading downtown.

As he came a block away from where Roddy was suppose to be, a whole bunch of people rushed towards him and ran around his car. All of them were panicking running to safety and Nick knew that he was possibly too late. He got out of his car and was ready to move when he saw a rat stare up at him with it's beady black eyes. Nick realized that Roddy must still be alive.

"Where is he?"

The rat scampered off and Nick followed it, he pushed past people and had to force his way around until he came to a large clearing. There were a mixture of Reapers and Hundjager all trying to shake off rats. Nick scanned the area for Roddy and then heard faint bars of music. The rat that had led Nick here squeaked loudly and then ran towards the cafe where Roddy was hiding and Nick followed. A Hundjager saw Nick and tried to pounce the Grimm but Nick was faster, he leveled his gun and shot. Once outside the cafe entrance he threw open the door and went inside. Roddy was playing a fast tune and watching the rats outside not realizing that Nick was in.

"Roddy," Nick shouted.

Roddy turned and nodded not stopping for a second. Nick went up to the window and smashed the glass. He pointed his gun outside then turned and gave Roddy a nod. Roddy nodded back and the mood of the song changed immediately. The rats all stopped chewing the Reapers and Hundjager and dashed to safety while Nick took out as many as he could. He was ready to shoot a Hundjager when he saw Monroe coming up behind the Wesen and easily took him out. Monroe shifted back in to human and ran over to Nick.

"My car is over there," Monroe said pointing to the corner where he came from. " I'll take him."

Sirens were faint but still audible and Nick nodded. Roddy played a few notes and the rats that were hiding went back to wherever they had come from. Monroe then placed a protective arm around the Reinigan and hurried him out the broken window, across the street and around the corner. Nick jumped out the broken window as well and onto the street. The street was completely deserted, littered with dead Wesen, glass and other broken objects and blood. Nick reloaded his gun just in case and then scanned the area with one question in mind: why were the Hunjar and Reapers working together? Both were completely polar opposite Wesen despite the fact that their ideology was close to the same although different targets. The deceased Reapers scythes' were beside the fallen and Nick examined all of them. As any other Reaper scythe they all had the same message but in different ways of expressing it. Blood coated one scythe and immediately Nick though of the bystanders. A screech caught Nick's attention and he looked over to see Renard and Hank getting out of one of the cars.

"What the hell happened here?" Hank asked in awe scanning the area.

Renard ignored Hank and noticed the scythes, his throat tightened but he composed himself as usual and walked up to Nick.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yeah," Nick muttered. "Sixteen dead, most of them had scythes and the rest had guns."

"Interesting weapon of choice," Hank said grimly toeing the one with the blood. "The thieves have quills and the killers have scythes." Nick didn't answer out of the corner of his eye he spotted a moving Hundjager and he walked over. The Wesen half-morphed to try and scare Nick but Nick didn't faze one bit.

"Why are you here?" Nick demanded. "What do you want with Roddy?"

The Hundjager let out a haunting laugh then coughed up some spittle of blood.

"Naive Grimm," the Wesen hissed. "The Elimination will come again and when it does all you care about will vanish starting with that pathetic Blutbad. That disgusting Reinigen is just a pawn like all other Wesen."

Nick shivered, the Hundjager's voice startled him, Nick knew he was serious but the way he said it surprised him. Hank came up to Nick but the Hundjager died due to it's injuries.

"Oh man," Hank muttered looking at the rat bites. "Reminds me of the time when we found that music teacher devoured in his car."

Nick nodded but not really listening he knew that something was going to happen but first he needed to find out what.


At the trailer Nick poured himself over the books to see anything he could find about the Elimination but surprisingly he couldn't find any. Nick remembered the Hundjager's words and then immediately went for his phone, he quickly dialed up Monroe and waited.

"Nick?"

"Is Roddy there?"

"Yeah he is," Monroe said, "a little shaken up but still okay."

"A Hundjager there mentioned something about the Elimination," Nick said, "What is that?"

There was an eerie silence over the phone and Nick knew that it was something serious.

"Come over and we'll talk," the Blutbad offered then quickly hung up leaving Nick hearing a dial tone.


Nick immediately drove over as soon as he had collected himself. As he came up to Monroe's house he noticed a few rats relaxing on the porch railing, Nick got out and walked up. The door opened before he had the chance to knock and Monroe hurried him in.

"So what is the Elimination?" Nick asked.

"Rosealee's here in the dining room and Roddy's upstairs sleeping," Monroe said locking the door. "Now are you positive that a Hundjager mentioned the Elimination to you."

Nick nodded. "He also mentioned that Roddy was a pawn, that every other Wesen was."

Monroe sighed heavily and then motioned Nick to follow him.

In the dining room, scrolls and texts were laid out on the table. Roselaee was there scanning through all of them and when she saw Nick she immediately went up to him and asked if he was hurt.

"I'm fine," Nick reassured her. Rosealee nodded taking the Grimm's word for it and then motioned back to the readings.

"There is a reason why your ancestors didn't write about the Elimination," Rosealee explained, "it was because it wasn't their best moment."

Nick frowned not understanding.

"The Elimination was the ultimate plan," Rosealee went on, "if it failed then nothing would work. Then the Hundjager and Reapers would have nothing to live for. The plan was ultimate control over the Humans, the Hundjager made their way up the lines of government so far that they would be able to control the leaders themselves. When the Reapers heard about this they formed their own idea of domination except it was over the Wesen community.

'There is a reason why the Stachelschwein went into solidarity years ago, during what we Wesen call the Elimination, the Stachelschwein were forced to kill other Wesen. They were tools in a plot of dominance by both Reapers and Hundjager of course the two had totally different ideas of getting there but they used Stachelschwein to try and get there. The only reason as to why the Elimination was only two years was because of the Grimms your ancestors slaughtered countless Stachelschwein in order to stop both Reaper and Hunjar. They didn't know that Mauserherz had the Stachelschwein Pages, they just thought that murder was the only way to stop it. When news got to the Elders they forced every Stachelschwein they could find into hiding and after that day the Elimination stopped immediately. Your ancestors continued to hunt Stachelschwein but found hardly any."

Nick was silent. Words couldn't express what he had just heard. Everything was beginning to fall into place, it explained everything Melisent and Liam's hostility, the Reapers sudden appearance, and the little knowledge on the Stachelschwien. What they have found on the Stachelschwein was complete luck, but the real prize here was the Pages whoever controlled the Pages controlled the Stachelschwein.

"Now are you sure about this?" Nick asked, he was clearly trying to keep control but both Wesen were worried that his plan of control might be failing. "Positive?"

Rosealee nodded and Monroe spoke, "The reason why Stachelschwein went into a fictitious state was because of the Mauserherz, the Wesen destroyed all the evidence of them. Since most of the people involved with the Elimination was killed they didn't have any trouble keeping people quiet. Eventually the thought of Stachelschwein existing because a façade, and ultimately a myth.

"Is there…," Nick started to pace as he tried to think of ways to get more information on the Elimination. Perhaps he would be able to help Melisent and Liam get through whatever trauma they have but he wasn't completely sure that it would work.


In the Portland Police Station, Captain Renard was the only one there. He had convinced everyone to go home with ease and now he was just waiting. From the calls he was suspecting that they would send someone to make sure that he was on track although it was completely unnecessary. Renard got to his feet and then pushed open the office door until he was in the common area of the station. He walked over to Nick's desk and tapped the override and searched through the evidence and witness claims. Most of them would be preposterous to any human but Renard saw better he knew that the Stachelschwein existed. Mauseherz? Renard felt a wave of humiliation wash over him as he cursed how foolish they were.

"This is why the Family had sent me," a voice echoed in the room. Renard didn't look up, he was still staring at the screen but he responded, "Mauseherz, out of all the wesen."

"Pitiful and shy Wesen, easy to fool one's mind even if that mind comes from an intelligent heritage. But if this small piece of evidence is clouding your judgement then perhaps we were very wrong about you."

Renard suddenly stood the chair he was sitting in clattered to the ground. The voice moved from the shadowed corner into the light, he had yellow hawk-like eyes, spiked white hair, and a small scar underneath his nose. He was dressed in faded blue jeans, a black top, a brown duster, and what looked like a holster strapped to his side. The man smiled at Renard's swiftness and then snapped his fingers.

"That's how you should be acting sharp, and fast not dull, slow, and monotonous."

Renard glared at the man and growled. "They sent you?"

"Of course," the man said slowly walking towards the Captain. "Who else would they send? I'm the best choice there is to hunting down what you need and eliminating what you don't need."

Renard stepped forward. "I can take care of him on my own."

The man held his hands up in defense. "Oh but of course, you've done a wonderful job so far."

The Captain couldn't bear the man's sarcasms and smart remarks anymore. He took out his gun and fired once. The man was fast to react and curled his upper body into a ball, spikes shot up immediately and the bullet snapped a few of them off but not going anywhere near his skin. The Stachelschwein stood allowing his full form to be seen by Renard.

"This is why they sent me," the Stachelschwein hissed.