Lost and Found

Chapter Thirty-One

Roy's POV

"Really guys? What happened to a fair fight?" Trubel asked as she walked towards us. I started easing my way in her direction. I didn't know what she was doing here, but I still trusted her more than the people who had just tried to kill me.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Orion demanded. He was still woged and stepped forward as she walked toward him. They both stopped when they were a few feet away from each other.

Trubel glared at him. "I could ask you the same thing, but I'm pretty sure we both know the answer to that," she growled at him aggressively.

Julian, Marcus, and Zach stepped forward to stand next to Orion and I started to feel nervous for Trubel.

She didn't back up like a normal person would. "Too scared to face me by yourself?" she challenged Orion.

"I'm not dumb enough to fight you by myself," Orion said honestly. He was right. Now that Trubel saw him coming, he alone didn't have a chance.

"Either way, it's your funeral," she told him confidently. "So if you're all just going to kill me, why don't you try to do it already?" she asked casually.

"Trubel-" I objected.

She turned to me and said, "This isn't your fight." I grimaced, wondering what was going to happen by the end of the night. Trubel didn't seem worried, though. She turned to face Orion. "Who's up first?" she asked.

"We all are," Orion snarled. Everyone woged in response to Orion, except Orion who had been woged for the whole conversation. Trubel shifted her weight into a fighting stance, prepared for whatever was coming. It looked like it was about to get ugly, and I wondered what my next move should be when Marcus suddenly said, "Wait!"

Everyone froze to look at him. "I want to do this myself," he said. I didn't know what kind of beef he had with Grimms, but Orion must have known because he nodded with approval. I couldn't help thinking to myself, "Of course the biggest and strongest of the group decided to fight Trubel." I mean, Orion and the others weren't giants, so literally, any one of them would have been better than Marcus.

Trubel started taking steps back which seemed out of character, but her words didn't lose their edge. "You can give it a shot," she taunted. "This should be interesting."

She barely got the words out before Marcus started running towards her. He slashed at her with his claws and looked like he might be trying to pick her up so he could throw her, but she was too fast for him. They had only been fighting for a few seconds when Marcus reached down to grab her; his knees were bent because he had leaned forward to reach down toward her. Trubel dodged around his arms and put one foot on his thigh, using it almost like a stepping stool. She forced herself upward further by kicking against his chest and ended up near his neck. It all happened so fast, so it was hard to tell, but it looked like she hooked her leg around his neck and used her body weight to pull him forward. He fell forward toward Trubel, Trubel landed on her back with her leg still around Marcus's neck, and Marcus went flying over her from his own momentum and rolled on the ground a while. Trubel got to her feet while Marcus was still stunned on the ground and stepped toward Orion. "Who's next?" she screamed at him.

"How about us?" someone asked from behind Orion, Julian, and Zach. There was one man standing in front of a group of eight people. My eight people, the people who almost killed me.

Trubel hadn't seen them coming because she was too preoccupied with fighting Marcus, and I hadn't seen them coming because I was too preoccupied with watching Trubel fight Marcus.

But here they were, a huge group of Yaguarate that had come to defend their territory.

Everyone in the North End group woged and stared at us with yellow eyes. The leader laughed. "The Grimm," he said happily. "We didn't think we'd be lucky enough to find you."