𝓦𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝓘𝙩 𝓑𝙪𝙧𝙣, 𝗔𝗡 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗔𝗙𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗟𝗬 𝗙𝗜𝗖

𝓒𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝓣𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚

Violet Bell's POV

After Vanya Ella was telling the last of their escape from Grimm's office last night, with not-so-helpful commentary from Ali, Violet wished she was at Neverland with her friends. But no, I'm stuck at EAH, Violet thought sourly. Daphne was standing on her tippy-toes, quickly writing complex math equations on the whiteboard in front of her.

"What are you doing?" Ali asked Daphne, stifling a laugh. She looked like a mad scientist. Finally, Daphne's hands stopped and she stepped back, eyeing her work before capping the whiteboard marker.

"If we can guess what angle that thief used to blow out the glass case, then we can guess what spell was used. The glass case in Grimm's office is enchanted, but for the glass shards to be shattered all around the floor? That takes major power." Daphne gestured to the whiteboard. "Well, that doesn't narrow it down much, but we know the spell used was from power within as opposed to a spell read out from a spellbook."

"You're yapping gibberish to me," Frederick said. Violet rolled her eyes at him.

"Good thing I'm not your teacher," Daphne said, leaning against the whiteboard. "So, any ideas or suggestions about our next move?"

No one spoke up, in fact, things were looking pretty bad right now. The fact that the thief was a heel-wearing female that was super powerful, it only worsened Raven Queen's situation. There was no other evidence for them to look at, it was either burned or gone. Shit, this isn't going to be as easy as I thought. Considering how dated the school was—EAH was founded in 1812—there were no cameras, meaning no witnesses.

Violet's thoughts flickered elsewhere. "I mean, everyone in this damn school had an opportunity to burn the Lifairy and then run back to Grimm's office, but who would have motive all things considered?"

"The Rebels could be suspects since they're all about rejecting their destiny. Like Headmaster Grimm said, what better to ensure you never have to sign the Storybook of Legends than steal it?" Frederick suggested, leaning back onto the sofa. "I mean, what other possible motive could there be?"

"You know there's a huge possibility that our culprit isn't even at Ever After High anymore, right? I mean, whoever they are, they just committed mass arson, they probably scrammed after that," Holton reminded them. After the disappearance of the Book received public backlash, parents took their kids out of school and classes have been empty or cancelled since.

Everyone was scared, who knows what would happen to those who signed or their destinies.

Daphne sighed. "He's got a point, unfortunately."

Violet cast a glance outside to the darkening, inky sky. "We can't give up yet though, it's so soon. There must be something we missed." It couldn't just be so black-and-white. Just then, there was Professor Red who strolled into the Student Lounge, red pumps clicking on the tiled floor.

"Shouldn't you six be in class?" Professor Red asked her students.

"Most classes are cancelled for lack of students," Frederick answered. "Snooze-fest season."

However, the sudden appearance of Professor Red gave Violet an idea. "Professor, you were the one who discovered that the Book was missing, correct? Could you describe everything that happened?"

Professor Red sighed. "I was just about to drop off papers for Mr. Grimm when I saw that the door was ajar—glass was everywhere. I immediately realized that the Book was missing and went off to alert Grimm." She hesitated before adding, "But I did see something strange."

Violet nearly leaped out of her chair. "Tell us!"

"Before I entered the office, I spotted this hooded dark figure by the corner, but they were too far away for me to see who it was. I was so concerned with the Storybook of Legends' disappearance that I didn't think much of that hooded person until today," Professor Red admitted.