Chapter 1

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Sabrina's POV

Dear Diary, 

Today was relatively uneventful. We met Aladdin and his wife Jasmine today, they had lost their magic lamp. It turned out that the Snow Queen had picked it up and given it to a resale store because she thought it was useless. In the reform project for the remaining members of the Scarlet Hand, we finally got Beast and Natalie to realize that what they did was wrong, Beauty was astatic, she finally has her family back together. I'm happy for her. Though, I can't forgive Natalie completely, she still hates me and picks on me when I go to school. I'm hoping that we'll get Glinda back, though I'm not sure if the "good witch" thinks she did anything wrong. There are so many Scarlet Hand members that we've reformed, but of course there are those few members around the world that we'll probably never get too. But, I'm just glad we can make a difference in this community. 

I place down my journal. I hate writing in it, I can't write down anything else besides the magical stuff that happens. But, I want to rant about how Puck and Uncle Jake have seemingly disappeared. I've tried finding them with the mirrors that Bunny repaired, but they seem to have vanished of the face of the earth. I can't exactly explain why but I'm sorta scared about what happened to them. I can't lose another family member. But, Puck? There's just something that makes me a little nervous that they aren't contacting us, and the fact that they're off the mirrors raider. I just want everyone together again. "Sabrina!" My mom Veronica calls.

"Coming!" I yell.

"Hurry we have to get back to New York! Titiana wants me to give another speech to the Everafters there."

"I know mom," I say as I walk out the door carrying my journal and a few of my ancestors too (just in case I get bored).

"Hey Sabrina?" Daphne asks as we hop into our parents car.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think Moth will ever come back from her banishment?"

This was a question I'd asked myself many times, the last time I had saw her she had tried to kill me by poisoning me. The only reason I had lived because Puck had emerged from his healing cocoon at the right time and had gotten me out of there in time. "No, and if she does we'll just put her back where she belongs," I say, putting on a fake smile to hide the fear inside because if Moth ever escaped I know that she'll be out for revenge on me. And with Puck not here to help me, who knows what could happen, or if I'd even survive another acounter with her royal annoyingness. 

I look out the window as we travel through the small town of Ferryport Landing. Mom giving a speech meant that Daphne and I had to be there too, our dad was watching Basil and trying to locate Uncle Jake and Puck. "Hey mom?" Daphne says wiggling next to me in the back seat of the car.

"Yeah Daphne?" She says.

I tune out there conversation and start to think back. Why do I miss Puck? All he ever did was pull pranks on me. But, then there was my first kiss with him. And that stupid poison apple! Aghh, my dad was furious about that, and I was scared. I mean, if he woke up, it meant that I loved him, if he didn't, he would never ever wake up.  But, the fact that I liked Puck, well at that time became no secret, because I couldn't let him sleep forever, when I could fix it. And there was his concern when the magic mirror shard was stuck in my arm. And his relentless teasings. Him saving me every fifty seconds, whenever I needed it. Those pep talks about doing the right thing. The stupid pranks. Him eating at the table like a barbarian. I miss Puck. Where could he be? And why hadn't he visited?

Puck's POV

I run through the streets of Paris. Jake had said no matter what not to blow our cover by using my wings. We were on the trail of a new menace roaming the world. Jake was closer then I was. I was sidetracked. For some reason I couldn't get Sabrina out of my head. No matter what I did. I hadn't seen her for about two years but, not being able to get her out of my mind? That's new. I feel blood tricleing down my face. I see Jake he's sitting on the floor collapsed in utter exhaustion. "I-I lost him," he says in between breaths.

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