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Henry had been staring at the ceiling in his bed next to his wife, who was slumbering peacefully. The moon shone on Veronica's face, illuminating her beautiful cheekbones. He kissed her lips and quietly slipped out of the bed. Unfortunately, his hands missed the bed as he tried to prop himself upright, and his butt slammed on the hard wood floor. Cursing, he squinted at his wife.
She was still snoring, having the powers of extremely deep sleep, not unlike Daphne. He groaned, thinking of his daughter. Quickly, he got up and dressed. He slipped a dagger in his boot. Straightening, he walked out of his room and was at the top of the stairs when a blast of cold air made him shiver. Running, he stumbled into the living room to find that the front door was open. He yelled for Mr. Canis, Granny Relda, and his wife. Granny Relda slammed a fist on his and Veronica's bedroom and his wife stumbled out. Granny Relda handed her an axe. The two women ran down with their identical axes poised. Mr. Canis was not seen.
"Mom! No! Stay here, axes wont do anything. Mom, just sit in the dining room, we'll find Sabrina, Puck, and Jake."
"Not a chance, Henry. They're my family."
Henry wouldn't budge. "Mom. Stay. Veronica and I will handle it."
sighing, the eldest Grimm sat down wearily, wiping her brow. She looked next to her and saw Red, crocheting. She nodded at Henry.
Veronica ran out the door first, Henry following quickly behind. The sky was dark and unforgiving, the landscape an opaque black. They stumbled out, faces hard, as they scanned the area as best as they could.
"Henry, we can't just run out like this, we need a flashlight."
"Okay, you go back and get it, I'll stay-"
"Henry, shush!" Veronica hissed, their breaths suddenly silent. Leaves were being crunched not too far away.
"Who's there?" Henry rasped sharply.
A red uniform was the first thing that the Grimm couple saw. A red uniform, and black eyes. But it wasn't just his footsteps. There were others. Veronica gasped as she strained her eyes to see what she thought she saw.
"Daph...Daphne?" A small girl came from the shadows, her hands clasped and a tear rolling down her face. Her hair was mysteriously uneven, and her skin on her feet was tinged red. Veronica's breath became ragged as she rushed to embrace her youngest daughter, and Henry watched, dumbfounded, as his daughter hugged back. Veronica did not want to know or see who the other people were, she just left to return to the house, her only priority to get Daphne healthy and happy again.
It was just Henry and the guard, but there were some other people behind the guard. "Who's that? Is that Sabrina? Are you going to bring her back?"
The guard just smiled, his gold teeth glinting. He moved aside, and there was Puck and Uncle Jake, looking at their toes. Henry just stared, his anger the calm before the storm.
"You two will have some explaining to do. But that is for later. First, who the hell are you." He turned back to the guard, who's sadistic grin faltered only slightly before returning to its ridiculousness. He did not answer.
Henry felt his face heating up, and he clenched his jaw. "I said, who the hell are you."
The guard breathed deeply, taking out a pocket mirror. He kissed the reflection. Suddenly, with a sound like a gun shot, his boddy disappeared, the only remembrance some red smoke.
Henry did not care, however. He beckoned that Jake and Puck follow him into the house. When the family was inside, he closed the door and locked it.
The house was pure chaos. Veronica and Relda were tending to Daphne, who was crying in pain of the creams and potions the were using on her.
Puck and Uncle Jake were nowhere in sight. Henry cursed under his breath. He couldn't find Red either.
Canis, however, was sitting on the dingy couch. He motioned for Henry to sit down. Henry did, sighting in disbelief, anger, and sadness.
"Got one, lost another," Canis grumbled. Henry nodded sadly at this.
"In a few hours, after Daphne is tended to, I'd like to hear what happened." Henry nodded vigorously at this.
"So, what happened?" Uncle Jake and Puck were sitting on two chairs, as the rest of the family resided on the other side of the room, sitting on the large couch.
"We lied. We were not going to keep Sabrina from escaping. We were going to follow her. We didn't know what would-" Uncle Jake faltered, looking anywhere but them.
Veronica raised her head, her eyes wet. "This is expected, but just so you know, I will never trust you ever again." Puck stood abruptly.
"I mean, it wasn't really-"
"Shut up. Sit down." Puck sat down, rubbing his face in his hands.
Henry spoke. "Alright, so what happened." His anger had dissipated, Veronica had pretty much done the job.
Uncle Jake calmly went through the events, all the while looking either at the ceiling or at the floor. Suddenly Puck cut in.
"Oh yah, and Charming is part of the Scarlet hand."
Someone stood up, and the family looked up to see Mr. Canis running up to his room. A slam that was so strong shattered a picture that had fallen to the ground.
"Do you know why?" Granny Relda whispered. Uncle Jake shook his head, and there was a moment of silence before he continued.
"He almost killed Sabrina. But she saw Puck, wildly motioning for her to protect herself, and she quickly took out her dagger when she saw Charming. But they didn't fight. No. It was much worse."
"Charming told her she had two choices; join the Scarlet Hand and Daphne would be free. Refuse to join and not only would Daphne be killed, but the whole Grimm family would be trapped with the barrier spell with no food and water, immediately."
"So you know what our 'Brina would do."
Henry was the first to leave the family meeting.
Veronica was next.
Then Granny Relda.
Then Puck.
And finally Uncle Jake.
No one noticed Red's cloak billowing in the wind as she ran, clutching the magic carpet.
"So, Sabrina. We are going to evaluate you. The first thing we'll do to you is modify your brain a bit. All you will have to do is tell firmly to yourself-"I will obey the Scarlet Hand. I will obey the Scarlet Hand. I will obey the Scarlet Hand. I hate the Grimm family."
Sabrina gasped and immediately was furious. "You didn't-"
Charming leered at her. "You don't have a choice, missy."
Sabrina looked at Charming in horror, then realized something that made her jump. The bald man arranging a huge tray filled with frightening tools stared at her with greed. Sabrina hardly saw the huge devices that lay on the tray as she stared at Charming with wonder and realization.
"Charming! You've...you've been possessed! You're possessed right now! Let's get you out of here!"
Charming stared at the bobbing teenager with disgust, but pushed deep down William Charming was crying with agreement. He cleared his throat.
"Nonsense. I'm not possessed. And we're not going to possess you. We're simply rearranging some memories you've had, and going to replace them with some new ones. Now, child, sit here. And don't move an inch."
He led her politely to a chair that was decorated with spikes, and Sabrina carefully sat, making sure she wasn't impaled by a particularly sharp and large one. Charming then turned and sat behind a huge oak table and stared at her. The bald man with the horrible tools leered at her, and she felt a poke in her arm.
The button was presssed.
Everything went black.
Sabrina laughed while Daphne twirled in the spotlight. It was one of Dad's boss's parties, his boss invited Sabrina and Daphne to one. It was the night that Sabrina felt her mom and dad's love the most. The way they swayed and kissed as they danced, the way people parted, watching them as they waltzed, and their love for Sabrina and Daphne. The way home was fun too, with Sabrina and Daphne making faces on the windows.
What...wait... He's my da...he's my..he's...I love him...I...
Sabrina groaned and her body shuddered.
Henry Grimm is a horrible person. He will be assassinated by me. I will kill Henry Grimm.
NO! MOM Mom...Mom?
Veronica Grimm is a horrible person. She will be assassinated by me. I will kill Veronica Grimm.
No. NO.
It was a Sunday afternoon, and Daphne was with Sabrina at the park. Granny Relda was with them, and Daphne wanted Sabrina to push the swing. It was a beautiful day filled with beautiful memor-
It's not that hard to say...beautiful memori-
Horrible memories. Disgusting memories.
Who even is Daphne Grimm?
My sister my sister my sister my si-
I don't know her. I don't know Relda Grimm. I don't know Jacob Grimm. I don't know Mr. Canis. I don't know Red. I don't know Pu-
I know Puck.
I know Puck!
"Puck!" Sabrina opened her eyes to a blinding light and gasped. A hand slapped her and she squinted to look at the bald man. He grinned. She turned and saw Charming staring at her.
She felt different.
"Well, Sabrina, we're almost half-way done with your evaluation. Mr. Killworthy, please continue the investigation. Sabrina. Repeat after me.
I will obey the Scarlet Hand. I will obey the Scarlet Hand. I will obey the Scarlet Hand. I hate the Grimm family."
Sabrina felt the need to nod and smile, but inside she screamed and jumped up to the door. She wrenched it open and scuttled down to the end, with guards rushing toward her. Gasping, she escaped and ran to the mirror.
She opened her eyes. She was still in the chair.
"Sabrina."
"I will obey the Scarlet Hand. I will obey the Scarlet Hand. I will obey the Scarlet Hand."
Charming grinned. "One more sentence."
Sabrina closed her eyes and refused to speak.
For some reason, her mouth opened on it's own accord. She opened her eyes and found she had just finished saying she would hate the Grimm family.
This time she screamed. Her body went through a transformation that might have been the most painful feeling in the world. The pocket in her heart saved for love, was overcome by feelings of greed, hate, anger, all toward the Grimm family.
She writhed and her head lolled.
She laughed.
Deep down, underneath the anger, the hate, the glee, a part so small she could hardly feel it, Sabrina Grimm struggled to breathe as she drowned in her new self.
Red sighed as she flew into New York City, the flying carpet swaying, as she looked for a particularly imaginative friend.
I wanted to write a long chapter, and I actually finished it a few weeks ago but I just was too lazy to put it up. Obviously. So sorry about that.
Mary: Thanks for the review and the punk rock comment :). I personally appreciate Michael Buckley's imagination, but trust me girl, I hate Mirror too. Traitor.
Please leave a review. It keeps the chapters coming...albeit slowly, hehe.
-C