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"Send the most powerful one after the target today. I'm so disappointed the other two didn't do the job."

"Yes, sir." The soldier left.

The small man turned to him. "Today, we will have no interruptions." The sneer was audible in the tiny man's voice. "I'm so pleased."

"No!"

The needle was injected in the exact same place as it was two days ago, the day when she barged in.

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"Ah yes, I see that you believed it. Well, have a seat."

"No."

"I expected this."

Guards lifted him up and placed him in a spiked chair, where he shivered and wiped his wet cheeks.

"Please, relax."

The needle entered his arm. His head lolled. The transformation had started.

But the button hadn't been pressed yet, because the door opened.

Cursing, the doctor lifted the needle to see what the commotion was about.

She was there.

The guard, holding one side of her, cleared his throat. "We caught her wandering around, looking for him."

She was staring at him in horror. "No! What are they doing to you?"

He tried to stand, but two guards punched him back into his seat. Two spikes scraped his arms.

She screamed. "What are you doing to him?"

"You won't know him anymore. We were just going to change his perception of you, but you interrupted us."

She started screaming. The noise was so pain-filled, the intake of breath before she screamed again so terrified, that he started to cry.

The man laughed. "Take her away, somewhere only the oddest of people will ever find her."

This time, he screamed.

"Ah yes. No interruptions." The small man leered at him.

He pressed the button, and so it began.

When Sabrina woke up in her bed the next morning, she turned to wake Daphne. When Daphne wasn't there, she screamed. Then it hit her like an explosion. The Scarlet Hand. Snow White. Baba Yaga. Daphne.

Daphne. Sabrina's pride and joy, the person she cared about most in the whole world, the one person that was always before her, gone. She failed to save her sister.

Sabrina stared at the cold and empty spot on the bed. A single tear slid down her cheek, and her throat constricted.

Suddenly, her eyes flashed. She would escape, something she did for years. She would be brave, like always, to kill whoever kidnapped her sister, and rescue her.

She sat up, put on the famous cold face she was known for, stared at her tired eyes and gigantic bedhead, and marched downstairs. Fully prepared to see Puck shoveling food into his mouth like a pig, she only saw her parents, Mr. Canis, Granny Relda, and Red, eating breakfast.

"Where's Puck?" Sabrina asked.

"Liebling, Puck is very upset about...Daphne. He's taking a walk." Granny grimaced. Sabrina didn't reply, her blank face indicating nothing.

"Sabrina, we're going to Baba Yaga's funeral in an hour, so be ready." Veronica whispered. Sabrina nodded, eyes downcast.

The girl finally looked at her plate of food. She groaned.

"Granny? What's for breakfast?"

"Liebling, it's scrambled duck eggs with squid ink and chopped liver! A special recipe I snatched on my travels in Africa."

Sabrina stared at her grandmother, then at the rest of the family, who was slowly devouring their plate, including her father, even though he shuddered when she mentioned the recipe. When he saw her looking, he shrugged. Deciding that she would skip eating for now, she turned to him.

"Dad? Do you know anything that would change my hair back? I miss my old hair." Henry just grimaced, shaking his head.

"I may know common antidotes and potions, but we need Uncle Jake to do something about your hair. I'm sorry, sweetie, but it's just not my place of knowledge. If you want, I can go settle it with the fairy."

Sighing, Sabrina just shook her head. She didn't want a fight. Not now. Clambering up the steps, she walked into the bathroom to prepare for the funeral. When she stepped in, she was met with a sharp, metallic smell. It smelled familiar. Wincing, she put a hand over her nose, and silently cursed Puck and his stupid pranks. Taking a deep breath into her hand, she looked around for the source of the smell. Her eyes rested on the small mirror that hung above an even smaller sink. What she saw was a red handprint that haunted her dreams for years, even after the Everafter War. Her breath hitched. She looked closer. She screamed. It wasn't paint.

It was fresh blood.

Stumbling blindly out of the bathroom, she hunched over, gasping. Her parents were already beside her. Veronica had smelled the stench, and leaned in to look at the bathroom. When her head came back out, she was ghostly pale. Henry quickly asked her what was wrong, but Veronica only shook her head, speechless. When Henry came out of the bathroom, he looked stunned.

"Mom, the Scarlet Hand is watching us. And they used...blood." Henry whispered those last words, and pleaded with all his might that it was not his youngest daughter.

Granny Relda did not look that surprised, she just lowered her eyes and seemed to mutter a prayer. Mr. Canis did the same thing.

A hand slipped into Sabrina's and squeezed. It felt like Daphne's, but when Sabrina looked down, it was Red. Doing a very not Sabrina-like thing, she smiled sadly at the shy girl and squeezed back.

"They're watching us." Veronica repeated in hushed tones.

"Yes. I don't know how, and I don't like it, so this house is going to lock up. First, however, we are going to the funeral." Granny Relda stated firmly.

Henry started to protest, but Granny Relda would not budge.

"Henry Grimm. We will be going to the funeral, even if it kills us. Get ready, now." No one could argue with the eldest Grimm woman, and they scampered.

Everyone went their opposite ways. No one entered the bathroom again, however.

Sabrina walked into her room, and tried to find an appropriate outfit, something that took quite a long time, as Daphne was usually the one to do that. After putting it on, she curled her hair. She decided to put on some blush, eyeliner, and lip gloss. Being 15 seemed to make her more self-conscious. Straightening, she walked out of her room. She marched downstairs when she saw Puck walk in the front door. He was wiping his eyes.

Feeling a rare sympathy for him, she walked over to him, and gave him a short and tight hug. He returned it, sniffling. The sweetness vanished quickly, however.

"So Grimm, why the fancy clothes? I know! You just want to please me, the King of Faerie, Prince of Low Expectations, Leader of-"

Sabrina glared at him, before saying softly, "It's Baba Yaga's funeral."

Puck stopped abruptly. Sabrina decided to back away slowly as to avoid any more awkward encounters. But Puck stopped her with a frown.

"Sabrina, what's on your eyes? Are those slugs?"

She rolled her eyes, and explained what eyeliner was.

"Grimm! You don't need those slugs! You look perfectly fine without them!" He exclaimed. Suddenly realizing what he just said, he stuttered and turned red.

Equally red, Sabrina hurried to her room, sighing as she leaned against the closed door. That was weird. She slowly walked over to her large mirror, where she stared at herself. Suddenly, without knowing why, she grabbed a makeup wipe and wiped off all her makeup. When she disposed the makeup wipe, she smiled at her beautiful face.

Walking downstairs, she waited for the rest of her family to arrive. In the meantime, however, Sabrina and Elvis watched Orange is the New Black until her mother came downstairs. In her hands were ridiculously uncomfortable high heels. Seeing the look on Sabrina's face, Veronica glared at her daughter, before the orange-haired girl forced them on. They were very uncomfortable, cutting into places on her foot. Puck then flew downstairs, and Sabrina's mouth dropped.

Puck was clean. His eyes shined at her, his teeth sparkled, his hair was glossy but still the messy bedhead look he always had, and his tuxedo looked new. He looked...gorgeous.

Um...Hello, this is Puck we're talking about, not some nice, sweet, cute guy that doesn't dump spiders into your clothes, she reminded herself.

Puck cleared his throat. Even though he would never admit it, he was equally mesmerized by her. Her black dress was simple, a slight v-neck and some lace trimmings. Her hair was down, and even if it was orange, it was still beautiful like a waterfall, and her blue eyes shone. He could not believe he just thought she looked pretty. Squeezing his eyes shut, he reminded himself that Sabrina was an ugly freak baby who...who...

Damnit, can't even think of an insult, he cursed. Oh well. Today, he reminded himself, was not a day to dwell on himself and his worries. It was to remember and grieve the loss of his hero, Baba Yaga. His chest hurt, thinking of his amazing idol, the ugly old crone that ate people. He sighed. Trudging along to the old jalopy, he slid into the backseat. Sabrina followed shortly.

Soon, the whole family was driving to the old church that was luckily not destroyed by the Scarlet Hand. Many Everafters were there, surprisingly. Sabrina saw The Three eating soft cheeses and talking quietly. The Pied Piper and his son Wendell, Cinderella and her husband, Tom, were there. Robin Hood and his wife were there, sitting quietly. Even the Munchkins and Lilliputians were there, with the Mouse King and a sea of his royal subjects. The Grimm family was astounded by the crowd. They knew, that even though Baba Yaga was the witch that cast the barrier spell that trapped those Everafters for years, and that she was a petrifying mannerless lady that ate people, she was a legend, and a powerful one.

Friar Tuck led the funeral, and it was a blur. Until the speeches. Sabrina was called and came up to the podium. The room went quiet. She cleared her throat.

"Baba Yaga terrified me. I'm pretty sure she terrified most of you. Her house was atrocious, her cannibalism was too. However, all that said, she was good. She did good things. She helped you. She helped everyone, even if you don't know it. Even though she turned me into a frog, she was a hero. She was one of the most important Everafters in history. We all, are grateful and thankful for all that she did, even if some of us haven't realized that yet. I know I am, and that's saying a lot, especially since she almost killed me. My Grandmother, Relda Grimm, was not afraid of Baba Yaga. She knew how good the witch was. I thought Granny was crazy, but my Grandmother is one of the most wisest people I know. I will be grateful for Baba Yaga till I die. Thank you." She couldn't believe she said that, as she wasn't one for opening up. However, it was true.

There was complete silence. Then Granny started clapping. Soon, everyone was on their feet and clapping. Even Puck was whooping.

Speaking of Puck, he wanted to make a speech, which was...different. When the two passed each other, he muttered, "Nice speech, stinky." She blinked, surprised at the compliment.

Puck stared at everyone."Baba Yaga was so ugly, people became blind when they stared at her. She was so bad, it was awesome. Her house was the most amazing thing I ever saw. It was absolutely disgusting. She was so cool, eating people. And, even though it's probably the least important thing, she saved us from dying in the war that ugly Grimm led. So yah, Baba Yaga is my hero. Thanks people."

Everyone looked confused at first, then laughed, probably in the first time since the start of the funeral. They also clapped, that made Puck bow deeply and grin. The Grimm family rolled their eyes. Puck plopped next to Sabrina, who just sighed when he grinned at her. The funeral was coming to a close when a faraway screech was heard.

"Dammit." Puck and Sabrina said simultaneously. They knew what it was.

A sudden wave of heat hit them.

Chaos had begun, Everafters panicked, bumping into each other and trying to run away.

Granny Relda shook her head, white as a ghost. Sabrina decided she had to be the hero. Taking her grandmother's whistle from her purse, she blew as hard as she could into it.

It was getting much hotter.

There was silence when she blew into it.

"We seem to have a dragon here. It's after us, the Grimm family, of course. So we need people to leave if they want their lives saved."

Everyone scrambled around, and a couple witches used their magic to make the crowd's departure discreet, safe, and invisible.

The heat burned.

The Three had stayed.

Sabrina sighed in relief. "Let's move forward and find the beast."

She was about to lead the group, when a strong arm pulled her back. "Sabrina, let these people handle it. I'm not letting you do something like this."

She nodded halfheartedly at Puck. The Three were at the front of the group, when they saw the dragon lurking outside the front window of the church.

The Three crept up to the window that the dragon was in front of, but they were too late. The dragon roared at them and blasted a hole through the window. Glass shot everywhere and everyone shouted in pain.

The Three rushed outside, and slowly, the others followed.

Glinda the Good Witch was blasting walls of ice at the dragon's face, but the continuous wave of fire from his mouth melted the ice immediately. Morgan Le Fay was shooting sharp icicles at the dragon, but the skin was so tough nothing happened.

Frau Pfefferkuchenhaus had done something successful; her attempts at shooting knives at the dragon's eyes finally hit it's target.

He screamed in pain as he turned blind. Puck cheered, as did the others.

Quickly, Glinda the Good Witch blasted ice at the dragon, freezing its feet. But before Frau Pfefferkuchenhaus could do anything, the dragon turned its blind head and roared at Morgan Le Fay. Fire engulfed her.

She completely disappeared.

Horrified, Sabrina rushed to help but a strong arm pulled her back. She looked to see Puck's grim face staring back at her.

"Don't Sabrina, they can handle it." She was surprised at his seriousness, and almost relented, but a picture of Daphne came to her mind and her brow furrowed. She forcefully pulled away from Puck's grasp and walked toward the scene. Shouts from her family triggered the part of her mind that was sane, but she ignored it. Feeling something in her pocket, she took out a pen and realized that Puck had slipped it in on the way to the funeral. Delighted, she tapped the tip and watched as it grew.

She opened the main doors quickly and stepped outside before her family could pull her back.

The Three were viciously fighting the dragon, except for Morgan Le Fay. Sabrina felt a pang for her friend. Glinda the Good Witch looked at her and mouthed-she'll be fine. Sabrina was confused with that, but shook it off. She had to kill the dragon.

She stepped back and observed the fight. Frau Pfefferkuchenhaus was using a wand to blast a continuous stream of water into the dragon's mouth. Glinda was poking it with her wand that had morphed into a sword. Unfortunately, the two witches were not going to be beaten as the dragon was looming over them, just about to squash them.

The two witches lacked Morgan, who made the coven complete. Just as the dragon was about to smash the witches, Sabrina did one of the stupidest things in the world. She nimbly climbed its tail and sat on its back.

The dragon both roared in frustration and chuckled, as he also knew Sabrina was foolish. And instead of crushing the witches, he took off in the air.

She should have known.

The dragon snickered as he did many tricks in the air, and Sabrina cursed when she was starting to lose her grip. Until she remembered that she had a sword in her hands.

The heat from the dragon's back burned her, but she ignored it as she prepared to impale the dragon and hold on with all her might.

But just as she got into position, the dragon twirled in the air. She slipped easily off the dragon's back and fell, her hair forming a halo around her head.

The wind was cold, a relief from the heat that had been burning her up. She felt oddly calm.

Well, goodbye life, she thought. She wished Puck was there.

As the ground got closer and closer, the wind-rushing adrenaline had stopped. A strong pair of arms were wrapped tightly around her. Of course he was there.

She turned to thank him, but stopped when she saw his face. His eyes were wet, and his face was red with anger.

"I cannot believe you didn't listen to me. If I was not here to save your sorry ass, then you would be a dead person down there." His voice shook.

"Puck, I'm sorr-" He shook his head in disgust, but his anger was over. He stuck his tongue out at her, his eyes still displeased with her. She nodded sheepishly, returning with a raspberry.

"Well, if it isn't these two lovebirds."

Sabrina and Puck turned to see the dragon right behind them. He had Frau Pfefferkuchenhaus and Glinda the Good Witch trapped beneath his huge feet. The witches were wincing in pain.

Puck's red face brightened and he put Sabrina down, right before beelining towards the dragon.

He couldn't yet, unfortunately, because a blinding light stalled everyone for a second.

Everyone turned to see Morgan Le Fay, perfect and whole.

"Thankfully, Jake taught me a few tricks of his before he left." She smiled.

Her brow furrowed and she turned to the dragon, then saw her trapped companions. She growled, and moved her hands as if circling a ball. Then, a orb of blue energy appeared. She proceeded to throw globe after globe at the dragon, the orbs becoming bigger, but it didn't budge. He started to pick up Glinda, who reached for her wand, but he snapped it in half with his tail. As she winced, he laughed, a horrible sound that hurt Sabrina's ear drums.

Morgan Le Fay, however, had finally built enough strength that her eyes glowed red and her hands shook with power. An invisible force dragged the other two witches from the impossible grip of the dragon's feet. Puck, Sabrina, and the huge dragon looked extremely confused.

Sabrina turned to see the Three glowing brightly, their hands joined and pure energy exuding from their bodies. Ablaze, Frau Pfefferkuchenhaus snatched her wand and slashed the air with it. The dragon's wings fell to the ground, and he yelped in pain.

As the dragon screeched, Glinda the Good Witch was muttering frantically. A stream of color erupted from her glimmering hands that entered the dragon's mouth. Suddenly the warmth was gone, replaced by the normal Ferryport Landing frigid air. Glinda turned the dragon's breath into a nice breeze.

Morgan Le Fay, however, was the most impressive. As Sabrina watched in awe, the beautiful witch morphed into the biggest sword she ever saw, and impaled the spot between the dragon's eyes. The dragon screamed in pain, then lay still.

Puck and Sabrina were speechless. "You know stinky, that's a similar move that I did. How about that, eh?"

Sabrina chuckled. "So impressive. You two would be twins if you weren't so smelly and disgusting."

Puck beamed. "Why thank you for that compliment."

The Three were mending Glinda's when they turned to see Sabrina and Puck's banter.

Sabrina cleared her throat, embarrassed. "Thank you...so much for that."

Morgan Le Fay smiled. "No problem. Next time, Sabrina, leave it to us."

Sabrina nodded, her head down. Puck had composed himself enough to glare at her.

They all found their way back to the church. When they got there, Sabrina and Puck were enveloped in a huge hug by the Grimm family. The Three had left before the family had gotten a chance to thank them.

The ride home was silent. Everyone was brooding about the past events that had tumbled right after the other.

"We're home!" Granny Relda chirped to the door in false cheerfulness. She opened the door to a familiar figure sitting on the couch with popcorn in his lap. He grinned at the sight of the family.

"Hey guys. Miss me?"

Replies to some of the reviews I've gotten:

WOW: Yah I didn't really plan to get Puck drunk it just...happened, I didn't think it was the best idea either haha.

Ariana Grande: Thanks so much :)

Guest: Yes I realized it was kind of weird when I reread it, but what a great way to put it, haha. Thanks for the review.

Ashley: Thanks :D

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-C