Author's Note: Not much to say today, started a new story yesterday and now I gotta do some writing for it, Read, Review, Favorite and Enjoy!


Chapter 54: Time to Make Things Right, Grimm

Mrs Yaga was overseeing the process of drawing a large magic circle on the floor of the Girl's lounge, aided by Duchess who had a piece of chalk in hand, numerous students meanwhile stood on the sidelines with mixed looks of interest and confusion.

"For the record, I disapprove. I strongly disapprove." Mrs. Yaga stated crooked nose pointed straight at Milton in sharp derision.

"Noted. Do you have a better idea?" To Milton's reply Mrs. Yaga returned to looking down at the floor.

"What is it that we're doing any way?" Sparrow asked scratching the side of his head.

Milton was about to answer when they were interrupted by a loud crashing sound from up above.

"GAH! ICE! THIS ONE SHOOTS ICE!" Hopper's voice screeched from above.

"Miss Ella, Mr. Charming." Milton stated expectantly. Wordlessly, Dexter and Ashlyn, with tired and sore looks, went up the stairs to subdue the dragon chicks who had just woke up.

"OH GOD! OH GOD! COTTON CANDY! THIS ONE SNEEZES COTTON CANDY!" Hopper wailed as if to hurry the people sent to help him along.

"Why did we make him keep a eye on them again?" Duchess asked listening to the sound of Hopper's pitiful wails. They found her unconscious in the woods a couple of minuets ago and Daring carried her back to the dormitory.

"Spending some time with some amphibians will allow him the chance to expand the power and utility of his knack, according to Mrs. Yaga." Faybelle stated smirking knowingly.

"You just like to make us suffer don't you?" Duchess asked glaring hatefully at the old crone.

"Hardship is fuel for the soul." Mrs. Yaga replied un-apologetically. "Now are you going to explain what we're doing or am I?"

"As I was saying. This is a bit of dark magic, or rather something based on it, which transfers the soul of one being into another identical being. In this case we're going to siphon off the contents of the broken Book of Legends and use it to fill in this copy that Morgan was so generous in providing us." Milton explained gesturing to the book on the floor, surrounded by magic symbols. "In this way, we will fix the Book of Legends."

"Don't we kinda need the actual Story Book of Legends for that?" Daring asked showing one of his rare moments of wisdom.

"Not if we destroy the original book." Milton replied in a bold tone. Wordlessly, Schleschtester picked up one of her blasting wands and made for the exit of the lounge. "Please wait until after we're done our preparations before you destroy what's left of my office."

"I'm indestructible, I can afford to go early and get into position." Schlechtester stated kicking down the door, again.

"Speaking of are we sure we wanna mess around with the book while Apple's inside of it?" Briar asked watching as the mirror woman left for the office.

"We have no choice I'm afraid." Milton stated holding his chin in his hand. "With the book in the state that it is the possibility is extremely high that Ms. White will be unable to leave the book until it is fixed."

"One of those damned if we do and damned if we don't type situations." Sparrow commented a dissatisfied look on his face.

"Hello everyone! We got the old man's brother!" Kitty shouted from the doorway, at her side was none other than Giles Grim.

"Greetings fellow spawn of the Old Dog." Giles stated waving his hand in the air. "When the armor and bones started to appear in the judge's yard I came out from my floor door as quickly as I could." Numerous eyes were directed towards Milton demanding a explanation.

"It's good to see you're well brother." Milton stated letting out a tired sigh.

"Kitty where's Darling?" Daring asked walking up to Kitty and grabbing her by her sides.

"The Dark One tied her up with her sword and threw her down the well, the Heart Princess is trying to turn the sword into rubber and get it off of her." Kitty explained in true wonderlandian fashion.

"Does someone know what she's saying?" Daring asked looking around the room.

"Darling's in Wonderland again, Lizzie is trying to use riddlish to break the sword wrapped around her body. Knuckle-drager." Faybelle explained with a eye roll.


Apple had to tip toe her way up here, on several different occasions she had to get the Evil queen to chuck door's, cabinets and furniture over the cracks that had appeared in the book and create a safe pathway for her. What Apple was greeted with fulfilled expectations, but that didn't mean that it was any less pleasant to look at.

"So the king killed your wife, and you're okay with it?" Apple asked sitting on a toilet, the Evil Queen had been stripped down and was being scrubbed clean by several servants, whatever hole she was living in bathing didn't look to be a big part of day to day life there.

"You have failed to realize something little girl: it's easiest to kill someone when they have been stripped naked and enthralled in distraction." The Evil Queen replied in a lecturer's tone.

"Right. I won't have any part of that thank you." Apple stated no intention on watching what amounted to a snuff film, she's already seen enough heads thrown off of balcony's for one day.

"In that case I'll retrieve the next piece of the curse for you from his corpse." Saying that the Evil Queen got out of the tub and was promptly escorted to another room, on her way out though Apple saw the familiar form of several scars going down her back.

"Hmm. I wonder if all the Evil Queens have scars like that, is it some sort of ascension ritual?" Apple put hand to chin as she thought about what she has seen. "This isn't like the story mother use to tell me either. I wonder how the truth got distorted like this. The Headmaster said that there was a huge war going on at this time, did Raven's ancestors lose? Is that why they're made out to be the bad people?"

"No." The Evil Queen appeared behind Apple, dressed in a monk's robe and holding out the next piece of Giles Curse. "Our mistake in that regard was that we told the truth, but our enemies lied to your people, and we let them." The Evil Queen walked out of the bathing room and Apple followed her.

"It was a mistake to tell the truth?" Apple asked following The Evil Queen.

"The number of individuals who can use magic has always been proportional to the number of people in total, or in other words the number of people who can't cast magic." The Evil Queen stated leading Apple away.

"One out of ten I think I remember Faybelle saying." Apple stated resting her chin in the palm of her hand.

"Sounds about right." The Evil Queen seemed to resume the story after they had arrived at a particular room, she initially was going to walk past it but heard something crying inside of the room, and a woman who was attending to the occupant. Walking into the room unseen, the Evil Queen saw that there was a infant inside of the cradle. "Who's child is this?" Surprised, the woman turned around. She initially was going to go scream for help but was stopped when the Evil Queen grabbed her by her throat and held her up in the air. "Whose. Child. Is this?"

"Gak! The Good King!" The Evil Queen carelessly threw the woman to the ground and prepared to leave, but was stopped when she saw something in the cradle with the child. The Evil Queen bent down and picked up a doll that had been left in cradle with the infant. "I made this for ours." Next the Evil Queen took a look at the child, at her skin as white as the fresh fallen snow. "Huu. Great. Well that explains it."

"What? What is it?" Apple asked rushing into the room.

"This is Snow White, she is the daughter of the former owner of the head you saw the Good King discard earlier." The Evil Queen explained, cradling the child that was suppose to be hers. "You probably don't know this, but if a monarch got a daughter instead of a son as their first born back in those days, it was common practice to label the mother a witch and have her executed and the daughter either executed or sold off to some piece of garbage noble."

"I... I see. So this is what he meant." The wife of the Evil Queen had been murdered for having the gall to give birth to Snow White. Apple suddenly felt very guilty about her family legacy.

Shortly there after the Evil Queen went to work, she went back to the Good King's bed chambers and took his head from his body. She used her magic remake and dye the clothes of the Good King into the black dress of a queen and the dark robe of a master spell caster all in one. She marched out in front of the same faceless crowd as before, on the same balcony from which the head of her wife had been so carelessly disposed.

"I am the Evil Queen!" Saying that the Evil Queen threw the severed head of the former Good King to the crowd. "And I am Enemy to everyone he has ever called friend...!" Sudden the crowd broke out in a huge uproar, cheering and clapping their hands for the so called Queen of Evil. "...Well that was easier then I expected, I wrote a big speech and everything."

"Wow... they really hated him didn't they?" Apple asked looking surprised.

"He and the numerous yes men under him who gave the 'Good King' his amusing little nickname made sport of raping, impregnating and then murdering these people's wives, mothers, sisters and daughters." Sometimes it was hard to think of the Evil Queen as simply another character in the book, the way she switched between rage, sadness and complete apathy when she told the story of her life and the numerous atrocities committed to her, it was exactly like Raven. "Yes they hated him and all who were associated with him."

"So you were talking about the number of magic people to non people?" Apple asked looking confused.

"Initially we assumed it was a matter of blood, genetics is the term that you use in the modern times. This is because we assumed that were were like the fairies, able to generate our own internal supply of magical energy from light. The reason why the number of people who could use magic rose with our population is because things rise as the population grows, such as food consumption, amount of territory we took up. When the number of people who couldn't use magic took a sudden and noticeable drop, a large number of the people who could use magic suddenly couldn't anymore." The Evil Queen explained walking down the hallways.

"Wait? How did the population suddenly drop?" Apple asked a disturbing revelation upon her.

"I killed them." Suddenly the entire castle was wreathed in flame and began shaking.

"What in the world?" The Evil Queen waved her arm over Apple and a purple layer of magic coated Apple's body. The stone of the castle began collapsing and being sucked away like it was being sucked down a toilet, and Apple and the Evil Queen went with it.


Milton was laying down on the floor surrounded by a magic circle, the sound of a explosion earlier signaled that everyone's favorite lunatic had succeeded in her mission to destroy the original Book of Legends. However more important then that was that the sound of fighting had stopped, who or whatever had been raining down magical hell on the school had suddenly stopped their attack, why they didn't know. But that was the reason why Kitty had run off a while ago, between her ability to turn invisible, move at super human speeds and communicate with the narrator she seemed to be a ridiculously over powered scout, and now she was back.

"That crazy woman is craftier then we thought she was. She blocked out the Narrator using that damnable Obscuris." Kitty cursed crossing her legs and sitting in frustration.

"She can do that?" Sparrow asked gaping with shock.

"If anyone could." Hunter piped up off to the side.

"Does this have to do with why death stopped raining down from the sky?" Sparrow asked looking up in the air, the fiery fog was thick in the air but magic spells had stopped.

"What makes you say that?" Hunter asked cocking a brow suspiciously.

"Down there." Sparrow directed the group's attention to the Draugr's below, there weren't as many as there were this morning but the ones that were left were fighting with each other. "These things are suppose to be acting out their deaths right? What happens when the thing that is suppose to kill them doesn't then?"

"They turn violent." That wasn't Hunter's expert opinion, but rather just his observation. "If the thing that has been slaughtering the undead left and right has stopped then what happens when these things revive themselves tomorrow?"

"Go get Mrs. Yaga." Sparrow stated a note of urgency in his voice. Hunter nodded his head and ran down the stairs while Sparrow got out his phone and hit a number of his speed dial. "Let's see how smart the Evil Queen really is." Sparrow opened a face chat on his phone, a well manicured purple nail directed the phone at Morgan and the being she was conversing with, Raven was smart enough to hide her phone from her mother.

"You seem to believe I have the ability to help you." She, they thought it was she, was a undead of some kind. She wore clothing made from grass turf of some kind, boards were nailed to her arms and back and iron chains were wrapped around her body, the only thing that they could make out that definitively belonged to her was her skull, missing it's jaw with a crown of tree roots and amber shards around her forehead.

"I need information not your help Grimhilde." Morgan stated in a impatient tone of voice.

"Hello there pretty lady." Sarcastically muttering that, Sparrow used the video chat to take a picture of the the thing that Morgan was talking to.

Unfortunately Raven had neglected to disable the flash on her camera, Morgan notice the picture being taken. Morgan walked over to the camera and picked it up looking Sparrow directly in the eye.

"Nice try brat." Morgan put the phone down on a rock, followed shortly thereafter by picking up a large stone and slamming it down on the phone. Sparrow ran down the stairs, ignored the variety of dragon breath attacks that were spilling out of Raven and Apple's room, and slid down the stairs into the lobby.

"Mrs. Yaga! I video chatted with Raven!" Mrs. Yaga turned her attention to Sparrow as he waved his mirror phone around. "Her mom kidnapped her and she's talking to some kind of butt ugly Undead." Sparrow held up his phone to show Mrs. Yaga, who had a displeased look on her face.

"Well that explains what's been bombing the school with magic spells. You didn't happen to catch it's name did you?" Mrs. Yaga asked tilting her head off to the side.

"Yeah, the crazy lady trying to get us all killed called her 'Grimhilde.'" Sparrow stated looking right proud of himself, right up until he saw the horrified look on Mrs. Yaga's face.

"Oh dear. I was wondering whatever happened to her." Mrs. Yaga stated with a defeated look on her face. "I kinda doubted that falling off of a cliff would ever do in the first 'Evil Queen.'"


Author's Note:

Zwei Eis: Amazing what adrenaline can do for you.

DJ: The matter is rather complicated, more than needing people to continuously feed into the book it needs someone to stabilize that swirling nightmare of curses that been building up inside of that thing for the past three hundred years.

Wade: The Truth can be a lot stranger than fiction. Let's just say for now that if he does this he isn't going to get the chance to make things right.

Charlie: Don't be so sure.