CHAPTERS 2-Running After and Dreams.

PUCK'S POV

I hit fell to the floor, just as the bullet zoomed past my head, I shoved the note into my pocket and looked at the window. A black figure stood, perched on a tree, he held up 5 fingers and in the other hand held something round.

"Oh crap," I said, lunging outside the room and yelling, "HOUSE LOCK UP!"

I heard clinking metal and knew that was a good sign.

DING.

CLINK.

DING.

The bullets went as they bounced off the house.

"GET UP!" I screamed, doors flew open and people flooded out. Red and Bree came out of Red's room, and there was Granny and Canis.

"What boy?" Canis growled. Man, I haven't seen the wolf in ages. Always locked in his room, can't blame him though. He is dying, fast.

Granny had explained he was dying from all the years of being part wolf. So his body would shrivel up and turn to dust soon. For the first time today, I was glad Daphne wasn't here to see that.

"Someone's ouside." I said.

"You don't mean?" Bree asked, anger rising as I nodded. "Lemme at them, going to kill the…"

"Bree, they're armed."

"Okay, lett's go get us some fairy wands and kick their butts!"

"With mortal weapons."

"Oh," Bree said, realizing that magic and mortal weapons don't go well together in battle. You either have to have strong magic or good weapons. Not like anyone could get their hands on guns. There was never a shop in Ferry Port, and when the humans left no one could get any at all.

"Puck?" Sabrina called from my room, "What's going on?"

"Okay," I said, to the other, lowering my voice. "Just everyone stay away from the-" –Clink! Clink! Clink!-"Away from the windows."

"Why?" Granny asked, curious.

"Just do, trust me." I said.

"Grans, you need to trust us." Bree said.

"Grans?" Granny asked.

"Yeah, see… Oh never mind! Granny and Canis just say away from the windows and doors got it?" Bree ordered. Canis and Granny nodded, Granny and her detective side lighting up like a birthday candle.

"One thing, is this another case?" Granny asked.

"Well actually Granny," Bree said, "We believe this might end up being war."

"BREE!" Sabrina screeched in my bedroom, her voice hoarse.

"B, chill, she deserves to know that much."

I sighed and ran to Sabrina, slamming the door behind me.

"Hey! Why did you do that?" Sabrina asked, yawning.

"What? You were having a great conversation with Bree?" I laughed, too tired to think of anything else.

"No, I was talking to my best friend," –Yawn-"And you shut the door on her." Sabrina said, going into unconsciousness.

"Just relax, and I'll tell you in the morning." That is if we make it.

"Puck, I love you." Sabrina mumbled. I laid beside her and put my arms her.

"Love you too." I said, into her ear. Slipping into dream land just like her. Hoping I could get a good night sleep from tonight's stupid, crappy nightmare.

Well who knew that it would haunt me in my dreams as well?

I walked down the long hallway, to the living room, shocked that a girl was standing in the living room. A girl who is dead!

"Daphne?" I asked.

She waved her fingers at me and called out, "Quickly!"

Okay, I'll go talk to the dream Daphne.

"Daphne," I said walking to her, "What the heck?"

"Puck, is Sabrina alright?" She asked, looking worried.

"No, she's heartbroken." Dream Daphne had tears in her eyes.

"tell her I'm so sorry for leaving her."

"It's not your fault!" I yelled.

"SHH!" Daphne said, glancing over her shoulder. "They can hear!"

"Who is They?" I demanded.

"Puck, I need to tell you something really important, and you are not going to believe it."

"Shoot, Daph." I said.

"Well, the person who murdered me is-" Her voice was cut off by a loud scream.

"They're here!" Daphne screamed, fading.

"WHO IS THEY?" I demanded.

"GO!" Daphne shrieked, her ghost self disappear and the living room was filled with darkness.

Where Daphne stood, were a pair of Cat-like red eyes.

"Look out!" Daphne's voice rang out like a bell…

I swung up, panting and fear-strucken. "What?" I demanded, I looked over and saw Sabrina was lying on her back, panting. A huge gash down her arm.

"Sabrina," I said, looking at her cut. "What happened to your arm?" She turned her head towards me and I swear, for a second, I saw the same red, cat-like eyes from my dream instead of her blue.

SABRINA'S POV

Did you know, I am haunted in everything. Nothing ever seems right anymore. Nothing.

I was back in the dance, like a ghost, people past through me.

I saw myself and Puck dancing.

I ran, to the back. Maybe I can catch the killer, I thought. Praying that I could and then take my revenge and kill whoever did it. They can suffer the pain I did, when I had to see my sister's dead, lifeless, cold body.

I stopped, realizing that Daphne and Ashley were the only ones in the back, far away from the others, right by the back door.

"So, did you think our surprise for Sabrina was good?" Daphne asked Ashley.

"'Course, it was probably the best surprise for a dance." Ashley explained.

"Yeah, I got real scared when Sabrina said, 'You moron.' But hey, that's my sister for you!" The two laughed, as if they were long-time friends.

Than I saw it, I screamed for her to move. I shadow was in the back, holding a gun. You could hear that it was a girl from the wishper she sent through the air, "Bye."

The bullet ripped through the air, hitting Ashley. Daphne screamed and started running. Another loud crack and the bullet hit Daphne.

I ran, past my sister's dead body and past Ashley, running after the girl who had shot my sister! She ran out and into the dark parking lot.

"You B-" I blade sliced down my arm, the red eyes were the last thing I saw…

I looked at Puck's ceiling, trying hard to control my breath. I was so close. I could have seen who killed them, if I was faster.

Puck was looking at me, and at my arm.

"Sabrina," Puck said, sounding frightened, "What happened to your arm?" I looked at my arm and gasped, where the blade had sliced, I was bleeding.

"What the heck?" I said, too scared and worn to get up.

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