The Huntress And The Wolf (The Wolf Among us x Supernatural) (Bigby Wolf x OC)

In Sheep's clothing Part 3

I looked around the room in wonder. While walking further in the room, my foot touched something. I looked down and frowned at the blood-soaked shackles that lie at my feet.

“What is this place?” Bigby asked from behind me.

“I told you Bigby. I don’t know. They muscled me out!” Johann answered. “I swear, I don’t know anything more. I haven’t been back here when it was like this.” I turned to Bigby to see him look at the warning light.

“Warning lights…” Bigby said to himself.

“The business…it’s all I’ve ever had.” The Butcher said, taking Bigby’s attention from the light.

“Damnit, you can’t act like you’re forced into his, and then turn around and help them. They’d still be here if you hadn’t flipped that switch out here!” Bigby said, angry that Mary had been able to get away.

“I had to!” The Butcher said and huffed at us before he turned his back to us. “You come in here, making trouble for me…but you only give a shit now ‘cause the Crooked Man stepped on your toes or something. When were you when they took this place from me?” Johann ranted as he turned to look at Bigby. Though he backed off when Bigby glared at him. “It hasn’t been easy for me…” The Butcher’s angry tone had reverted back to his scared, innocent one. “Y-you think I wanna live with this at my back? I needed help…”

“Bullshit.” I sighed and shook my head in annoyance.

“Alright Johann, do me a favour, just shut the fuck up and stay out of the way. Can you manage that?” Bigby said threateningly.

“Bigby.” Said wolf turned around as I took some Glamour tubes out of a box.

“So this is what Beast was delivering. Glamours…other kinds of magic.” Bigby said as he looked at the table full of chemistry supplies. “Could be dangerous stuff.”

“This looks like some mad scientist’s lab.” I said.

“Maybe just don’t touch anything back here? Please?”

“We’re busy here, Johann. Keep your mouth shut.” I said to the Butcher. Bigby looked at the chemistry tools on the table.

“What are they making here?” Bigby asked.

“I’m just a butcher. You wanna talk T-bones? That I can do. This stuff is outta my league.” The Butcher said.

“There are a lot of nasty spells you could make with the right equipment…” Bigby said. I looked took at the jars that were standing on a few shelves.

“Dragon wort, Star of the North…Clear Eye? What the fuck is this shit?” I said.

“These are raw materials for making magic.” Bigby said from behind me. I looked at the jars with disgust. “Aunty Greenleaf and any other rogue witches out there probably get their supplies here.” I walked towards the giant chalkboard and looked at the numbers. I took a step back and stared at the numbers and letters written on it.

“Looks like…math, or something.” Bigby said. I gave him an amused look before I pushed a part of the chalkboard towards the right. I stepped back as I saw all the names on the board.

“Son of a bitch.” I said as I recognized some names.

“Is everybody on here?” Bigby said before he turned to Johann. “You know anything about this?”

“I-I-I don’t know…a lot of Fables out there need a lotta things…” The Butcher answered.

“Don’t you see what’s going on here? All these Fables…getting magic from him. Business is booming. He’s got all he needs. The raw materials…And with all this gear…looks like they could make just about any kind of magic. A lot of it. And it’s pretty clear why…” Bigby said as he looked around the room.