Hello again. Thanx for the supportive reviews! I appreciate it. Here's the 14th chappy! I don't own Sisters Grimm (but I would think we've established this by now)
Sabrina's POV
I sat up and looked around the room. I had a dream about Puck . . . the last part was me crying about Puck leaving forever. I rubbed my eyes and then lightly touched the cheek I thought Puck had kissed.
The door opened and a doctor came in with an old lady.
"Oh liebling! Are you OK? The doctor said you were talking to yourself." she said.
What is a liebling?
"I think it was a dream." I said.
The old lady had chubby cheeks and silver hair with a few streaks of fiery red.
"Relda I am extremely worried about your granddaughter. It's not normal to talk in your sleep like she did. It was like she was having a conversation with someone else." the docter said.
The woman named Relda walked over to me and sat down on the bed.
"Sabrina, I am your Granny Relda. I'm sorry that we woke you up very early but we needed to talk." 'Granny' said.
"OK . . ." I said.
"Liebling, you have something silver on your chin." Granny said.
She wiped it off.
Wait a minute. Something silver? The potion Puck gave me was silver. I looked at the window and saw it was open. Puck really did give me that potion. He was in danger.
"Granny I have to go now." I said.
"Oh you need to use the restroom?" she asked.
I was about to say no but instead I said, "Yeah. I have to go really bad."
"Alright. Go ahead." the docter said.
Granny helped me up and walk to the door. My legs felt flimsy like paper. She directed me to the bathroom and let me do my business.
Thankfully Granny just waited outside.
I looked around for and escape route. A window was over by the sinks. I look at what I was wearing. One of those paper dress things.
Oh well, Puck needed me right now.
I opened the window and stood up on the last sink in the row. I climbed out and nearly let out a bloodcurdling scream. I guess I had expected a ledge but instead I gripped on the edge of the window. I started worrying when I couldn't feel the ground.
Just then, little lights started surrounding me.
They looked like lighting bugs. They were pulling me away from the window.
"Don't do that!" I screamed at them.
Instead I lost my grip and fell.
I prepared myself for a world of pain but it never happened.
Instead the lighting bugs were holding me up.
I was shaken but they set me down on my feet nice and easy.
The bugs chirped and twittered to me. Lighting bugs didn't do that.
"Wh-what are you?" I asked trying to control my shaking.
The bugs started forming letters: P-U-C-K-'S P-I-X-I-E-S.
Puck's pixies! Wait he had pixie minions?
"Where's Puck? He's in danger and I need to help him." I said.
The pixies twittered which probably a I know.
A few dozen more came carrying a black T-shirt, jeans, and some slip-ons.
"Are those mine?" I asked.
Well no duh!
The pixies handed me the clothes and so I went behing the hospital. Thankfully it was an alley and a few trashcans were there.
I changed behind one and ran to the pixies.
"Do you know where Puck is?" I asked.
They picked me up and I did my best not to yelp because they lifted my so high. Soon, we were in the woods. I heard lots of cheering. It was like a football stadium and the home team just scored the winning touch down.
The pixies dropped off in front a fort where the cheering was coming from.
I charged in but everyone ignored me.
In the middle of the fort was a caged pen. In it was a man with greasy black hair pulled into a braid and . . . Puck.
I felt a tear run down my face. Puck's arm was bleeding badly and his knee was was cut even worse. The man with the knife was laughing like it was funny.
Puck turned and saw me standing there.
"Sabrina?" he asked.
Everyone turned and looked at me.
"Puck . . . what happened?" I asked choking with tears.
Soon an angry crowd blocked my view of Puck and grabbed me roughly.
"Hey lemme go!" I screamed.
I flailed wildly and managed to kick several people in the face.
"Put her down." Greasy Hair said.
The crowd took it too literal.
They dropped me on my butt!
"Leave Puck alone!" I shouted to Greasy Hair.
Wow, I was a thirteen-year-old girl having a break down and I'm threatening this dude who has a dagger. I must have sounded intimidating!
"He has brought this upon himself! You stay out of it or else this will be your fate." Greasy said.
"Don't touch her. I was the one who gave up my life. Not Sabrina." Puck said.
"Do you dare fight for this boy?" Greasy said.
"Don't!" Puck said.
I wiped my eyes. I couldn't see Puck die. The potion he gave me didn't even work. I don't have my memory.
"Yeah, I will." I said a little weaker than I expected.
"Excellent." Greasy said.
Oooooo! What will happen? Should I leave you guys with a cliffy? Hmmmm. NAH! I'm kidding!
Two men that seemed to be playing cards roughly grabbed my arms and threw me into the pen.
I didn't land on my feet which gave Greasy an advantage. He sliced at me but missed by inches.
I rolled away from him and sprang to my feet.
"What are you doing?" Puck asked angrily.
He was holding his cut arm and was kneeling down.
"Saving your butt. You seemed to be in quite some trouble." I said.
Greasy slashed again but missed me. Now my blood was pumping and I was awake.
I kicked Greasy in the chest which made him stumble backwards and fall.
I took the chance and tried to steal his dagger.
Greasy had a death grip on that thing. I tugged and tugged until I fell backwards from tugging too hard.
He got up.
Instead of aiming at me he cut Puck's leg.
Puck howled with pain.
"Get away from him!" I screamed pushing Greasy with all my fight.
He fell again and I stood in front of Puck.
"Do you want to die?" Greasy asked angrily.
"I just want the boy."
"Well you have to go through me first!" I shouted.
"With pleasure."
Greasy made a slash and cut my right arm.
"Ow!" I screamed.
I looked at it and saw blood coming out fast. It made me a bit queasy but rather than worrying about that I stood my ground.
"Sabrina, you don't have to do this." Puck said.
"I want to." I said.
Greasy slashed again and cut my other arm.
It wasn't critically like Puck's but it still hurt like sugar honey iced tea.
"Get out of the way!" Puck shouted.
"No. Not until your safe." I said.
I had a new plan.
Greasy kept slashing and was no where near protecting himself.
I charged and head-butted him which did cause him to fall over again.
The dagger slipped from his hand and went flying in the air.
I couldn't catch and was scared to.
The dagger came falling down.
I planned exactly where it was going to fall. If I was wrong then I would probably bleed to death. If I was right Greasy was going down.
It came closer, closer . . . I caught it!
The dagger was covered with blood which made me want to hurl.
Instead I put the blade at Greasy's neck.
"I win." I said.
If looks could kill I would be dead cuz Greasy gave me the dirtiest look ever.
"Let us go and you won't die." I said.
Greasy chuckled.
I was confused. I had him pinned down, dagger at his neck, and he was . . . laughing?
"You can't kill me." Greasy said.
"Watch me." I said.
I plunged the dagger where his heart should be if he even had a heart.
Greasy let out gasps for air.
I turned away so I didn't have to watch.
"Your going to die!" were the last words Greasy wheezed before turning completely white and motionless.
The crowd gasped and ran away in horror.
I got up and ran over to Puck.
His arms were bleeding badly and so was his knee.
I picked him up and I ran out of the fort.
"This is a little backwards don't you think?" Puck asked.
"Yeah." I said in a small voice.
I felt guilty I had murdered someone despite the fact he was trying to kill Puck.
"I feel kinda dizzy. I see two of you." Puck said.
He was losing too much blood.
I ran faster in the woods.
The little pixies appeared again and they took Puck from my hands.
"Hi guys." Puck said.
I couldn't take him to the hospital or else I would be in big trouble.
Before I could say something the pixies picked me up too and went whizzing off.
We arrived at a two story house with the lights on.
The pixies dropped Puck back into my arms and left us on the porch.
I guess this was my house.
I knocked on the door for what seemed like forever.
A tall blonde man witha crooked nose answered.
"'Brina? What's going on?"
It was the same man from the memories.
"Please hurry. We have to help Puck."
The man nodded and took him into the living room.
"Hey Jake. Am I home?" Puck asked.
I tried not to cry.
"Henry! Veronica! I need your help!" Jake yelled at the top of his lungs.
Henry and Veronica otherwise my parents came rushing downstairs.
"Where's the fire?" Henry asked.
He looked at me and nearly cried.
"Sabrina what happened?" he asked.
"I had to save Puck. I'm sorry but we really have to help him." I said.
"She's right. Puck is losing a lot of blood. Henry, go get my coat. Veronica, go inspect 'Brina." Jake said.
Veronica put me on a chair and started looking at me cuts.
"How did you do this?" she asked choking with tears.
Before I could answer Daphne and a little girl with amber hair came downstairs.
"Can I get one peaceful night of . . ." Daphne started but stopped when she saw me and Puck.
"Sabrina! What did you do to yourself?" Daphne cried.
I didn't feel like talking about it.
Henry came downstairs with a coat with hundreds of pockets.
"Now go get the first aid kit." Jake ordered.
He pulled out some tar looking substance and rubbed some on Puck's arms.
I felt a small tear fall from my face.
Next, Jake cleaned the cuts and wrapped them up in a thick cloth like the one around my head.
"I'll leave him be." Jake said.
Puck kind of passed out and it worried me.
I got the same treatment on my arms. The tar stuff burned for about a minute but went away.
"Sabrina, can you tell us what happened?" Veronica asked lightly.
I thought about how pained Puck looked when Greasy cut him and the pain I got when he cut my arms.
Unexpecdently I started crying.
"It's OK sweetie. You need to go to bed." Veronica said.
I nodded.
Daphne led me to our room and I laid down.
"Sabrina, did you get into a fight?" she asked.
I nodded and turned away from her so I didn't have to talk to her.
I fell asleep instantly and had a bad dream.
OK this chapter is officially over. Sorry if Sabrina seemed OOC. Tell me what you think of this chappy. Try and guess what happens next. Whoever guesses correctly will . . . I dunno. Have the glory being mentioned in this story. REVIEW!