The Academy of Never Ever After Book One: Snow White

Chapter Four

"So... He was here, but now he's not? Did he just leave?" Sabrina looked down upon the small men that had crowded around her. They had her sitting up on the counter in the kitchen while they sat on the floor staring up at her in awe.

"That's right. We don't know where he went though. He didn't say anything." Doc said softly as he pushed his large rimmed glasses back up his large nose.

"Damn..." She rubbed her temple as a small pain started to start up. "Any idea where he could have gone? I really need to find him... It's not good for us to be apart for so long..."

They all shook their heads in unison, having no answer for her. None had been paying any attention when he had left. Not knowing where he'd gone or what direction he had gone in either. At once, they all looked away from her. Each thinking their own thought about where it was he could have possibly gone.

Attention was instantly snapped to Grumpy as he stood up and dusted off his red tunic. "I bet the beast got him... It was hear not to long ago, must a've ran into the boy. Better off he is though, who wants to live in a world such as this. Wish the beast would take me off too." His bitter gaze turned to her. "You could look at the dark castle, it's not to far from here. Use to belong to the Queen, but now... She runs it."

"She?" She hopped off the counter.

"That's all we can tell you." He said firmly before leaving the room, the others getting up and following him.

Doc stopped in the door way and looked back at her, "Miss Sabrina... You should leave now though... It's not safe here for you." He gave her a kind smile even though his eyes held sadness.

A small frown played at her lips as she nodded a little. Gathering up her stuff, she walked to the door. Her body stiffened as she put her hand on the door knob. A rancid smell coming to her nose. Closing her hand around the cool metal, she quickly opened the door and stepped to the side just in time to be missed by the large wolf.

Narrowing her eyes on it, she quickly pulled knifes out from their secured holders. Blake's scent drifted to her nose, it having clung to the wolfs fur. She tightened her hold on the knife hilts as the wolf turned to face her. Pure rage showed in it's eyes. Rage and blood lust.

Sabrina smirked at it as she moved her weight from one foot to the other, prepared for it's attack. With a blood curdling howl, it charged at her. She didn't move from where she was, taking the full force of it's attack. Pain ran though her body as it ripped into her skin. Taking a sharp in take of breath, she brought the knifes down and into the wolfs large bulk.

Jerking the knifes roughly, they easily sliced though the beast's tough hide. Blood ran though it's thick fur and matted it up quickly. A growl of pain escaping from it was it moved away from her.

Crouching slightly, she smirked at it and held on tighter to the bloodied knifes. Her gaze stayed upon the wolf. Watching it's every little move and anticipating everything it could do. Slightly she moved to take a slight step back from it, wanting it to attack so she could get the best of it.

Growling, the wolf lunged forward, closing its fangs down on her side. She winced and hit it in the face with the hilt. It growled deeper and closed down tighter on her. With a scowl, she stabbed into it's eyes fiercely, causing it to quickly let go.

Howling in pain, the fur started to recede as it shifted back to it's true form. The man stayed on his knees with his face in his hands. Blood seeped though his fingers, his body shaking a little from the pain. Standing, she walked over to him as her wounds healed. Anger filled her eyes as she neared him and tightened her hold on the hilts.

Lifting his head, the man looked up at her with bloody eyes. Seeing the knifes, his eyes widened. Getting to his level, she roughly grabbed his hair and pressed the blade to his venerable neck.

"Tell me where Blake is, or I swear I will kill you." She growled.

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"Prince, are you ready?" The soft voice asked from the other side of the doors. "He should be returning any moment now with that girl." She mused.

"Yes, I'm ready." Blake lifted his gaze to the mirror. His eyes were slightly glazed over. He had on an out fit only fit for a king. It was done in colors that matched the interior of the dark castle. Standing, he walked to the door and opened it, smiling at the women standing in front of him. "I'm sorry, did I keep you waiting?"

Smiling, the women put a hand on his cheek and kissed him. Her touch was ice cold. "No." She said, keeping her smile in place on her perfect face. Taking his hand, she led him down the hall. The guards standing by all bowed at them as they passed by.

In no time they had reached a large ball room which was empty. Blake gazed around at it in slight surprise. Soft music drifted though the room as he was led to the center. A few people stood around watching them and whispering. Nearing the center of the room, it all started to change. The castle became prettier and decorated in bright and cheerful colors. The people in the room became fully visible, wearing brilliant and bright gowns along with masks.

Smiling, his gaze returned to the face of the women before him. Slowly he looked her over. She had pale and flawless skin, her hair dark and to her waste, her eyes a brilliant shade of hazel. His eyes stopped at her lips, they were perfect and a bright red, reminding him of apples.

Blinking, his optics turned down to their hands as she let his go. Returning his gaze to hers, he quickly understood, like it was natural. Still smiling, he took a slight step back and bowed to her.

"I'm sorry for taking so long to ask. But... May I have this dance, Snow White?"