"What the hell was that!?" Rizzel demands once Cath, Lesly, and she had returned to the dorm room. "Isla..." Cath responds flatly. "She means the ears smartass!" Lesly complains. "Why go through all that trouble just to hide that she's a faunas?" Lesly asks. "She's not." Cath explains placing a wad of black fur on a table next to her. "Does that look like Isla's fur?" Cath asks. "No?" Rizzel asks in a confused voice. "That's wolf fur…" Cath says and places another different wad of black fur next to it, Identical to Isla's. "…And this, I cut from a Beowulf." Cath explains with a sneer.
"What the fuck are you suggesting!? That Isla's Grimm!? That's impossible!" Lesly complains. "We can't pretend we didn't that! Isla IS a Grimm!" Cath Insists, disgust painfully ringing through the air. "Rizzel?" Lesly asks. "'When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.'" Rizzel quotes. "You can't be serious…" Lesly says weakly. "So, what do we do?" Rizzel ask ignoring Lesly. "We're huntresses, she's a Grimm." Cath answers, not a hint of hesitance could be heard. "Fine, But I won't hunt down a friend." Lesly explains. Cath and Rizzel turn to leave. "Wait… could you get me one thing?" Lesly ask grabbing Cath's sleeve.
"What?" Cath asks politely. "A head start." Lesly says and jams a needle into Cath's arm. "Fuck." Cath mutters before crashing into the ground. "Holy Shit! You killed her!" Rizzel screams. "Don't worry. It's the same stuff the big bad wolf used on Kyle" Lesly explains before elbowing Rizzel in the head. "Where the hell are you?" Lesly asks herself. Her eyes flash and she runs out of the dorm as fast as possible, grabbing snowflake on her way out.
"Morning Nile." Isla says just out of my view. "Isla? What happened?" I ask. "You tripped in volley ball, it was lame." Isla explains with a chuckle. I turn towards Isla still black haired and red eyes, still a faunas. "Didn't fool you huh?" Isla ask pulling my 9mm from behind her. "I used to have a nicer one silver with a lady on the grip…" I say with a shrug. "You aren't a little curious?" Isla asks gesturing to the pistol. "With you, anything's possible." I answer, starting to stand back up. Isla points the gun at me. "Are you going to shoot me?" I ask skeptically. "Yes." Isla answers bluntly. "Why not kill me on the street, why bring me here?" I ask in disbelief.
"It's quiet here, and besides…" Isla explains gesturing to the abandoned warehouse around us. "…We met here." A voice finishes. Isla instantly turns around. "Wrong!" Lesly laughs and flips from a wooden beam about twenty feet above us. She uses the impact to ram Isla's head into the ground. Lesly flips next to me. "Over there." Lesly says pointing to a random door. "You, me, and your sister. We must have been Kyle's age…" Lesly reminisces. "Kyle's older than us." Isla says bluntly. "…Mental age." Lesly corrects. "Fuck you!" I yell.
"Anyway. Now I have to kill you too." Isla sighs grabbing the pistol of the ground. "That might be a little hard to kill us with…" Lesly explains. Isla raises an eyebrow. Lesly throws a handful of bullets at Isla and pulls me out a nearby door. "How did unload a nine millimeter so fast?" I ask. "Those were .44 magnum bullets." Lesly answers with a chuckle. "Why is Isla doing this?" I ask. Lesly ignores me. I pull my arm away from Lesly. "I'm not leaving Isla, She'll have to kill me first." I explain. "That was cheesy..." Lesly says bluntly. A door slams in the direction we were running.
"Try not to die." Lesly says waving me off. I run back towards the room I last saw Isla in. Rizzel and Cath run into view. "You guys took your time." Lesly says with a shrug. "Kyle is going to go find Isla?" Cath asks. Lesly nods affirmatively. "Oh thank god." Cath says with a breath of relief. "Wait, what?" Lesly and Rizzel ask in unison. A man with a gas mask and a sleeveless trench coat appears from a nearby room. "Where's Elliot?" Cath asks in a confused tone. "How do you know Eliot!?" Lesly Demands. "Elliot was... delayed." The man answers. "Who's Elliot?" Rizzel asks.
"Isla!?" I yell. Isla steps into my sight from behind a large crate, gun in hand. "I'm not going to hurt you." I state. "I am." Isla replies. "Do it then." I say. "I'm not going to make the wrong choice again. I'm not going to fear a friend." I explain. Isla raises the pistol to me. I don't flinch. A long silence looms us. The gun flashes with a loud gunshot.
Hello, Mo again! What a cliff hanger right? So I was asking myself "What do I wright next?" and the answer is… Nothing.-. I can think of nothing better to end with than a cliff hanger. S.P.E.C.I.A.L. thanks to the hand full of people that read cover to cover. Oh, one more thing! Before you get Grimm about the ending I would like to announce that this is not the end! Would you like an explanation? Too bad :P
-Mo the author with NO idea how to properly end a story