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

Smoke & Mirrors Part 2

When we got down to the Witching Well chamber I started grumbling under my breath. It was chilly and it looked like some bad things happened here. We walked further in the room until we got to a table, where Snow’s body with head cut off laid. Well, the fake Snow.

“Wow.” Snow said as she stepped closer to the body. “I didn’t realize…I’ve never seen her face before now.”

“Are you gonna be okay?” Bigby asked. “You don’t have to stay.”

“I want to stay.” Snow said with a loud voice. “I’ll be fine, it’s just…a little strange. The glamour is so effective, it’s…invasive. But…Just do what you need to do.” Bigby looked away from Snow. He looked at the cut of neck.

“It looks just like Faith’s did.” Bigby said. “Did Doctor Swineheart ever get back to you about Faith?”

“No. He said he wanted to run more tests.” Snow answered. “If the neck wound was the same, there might be a ribbon in her mouth too.”

“Please tell me you’re gonna wear gloves now.” I said. Bigby turned the head a little and opened her mouth.

“Anything?” Snow asked.

“Nothing. So it’s not exactly the same.” Bigby said. Snow looked disturbed and crossed her arms over her chest.

“Can you…close her mouth?” Snow asked. She obviously wasn’t used to this. Of course I still find it disgusting but you get used to it. Bigby looked at her before closing the mouth. “Thanks.” Bigby took a brooch from the fake Snow’s shirt and gave it to Snow. “That’s weird. I don’t wear a brooch like that.”

“Maybe it really belonged to her…not part of the glamour.” Bigby answered.

“Looks like something from the homelands. Bufkin, do you recognize these symbols?” Snow asked as she showed the green monkey the brooch.

“No, nothing I’ve seen before.” Bufkin answered. I looked at the fake Snow’s ankles.

“Rope marks.” I said as I slightly touched the reddened skin.

“She was tied up?” Bufkin asked.

“They tied cinderblocks to her ankles…so she would sink.” Bigby said.

“Some track marks.” I said.

“She used Mundy drugs?” Snow asked Bigby, not even looking at me. Rude.

“Hello! Mundy in the house! Don’t be such a racist, please.” I said with some snap in my voice. “She used a lot of drugs, apparently. They go for the legs when the veins in their arms can’t take anymore. It could also be that she was trying to hide it.” I said.

“Wait.” Snow said. I looked up at her with a bored look. “If the glamour is supposed to make her look like me, shouldn’t it be concealing things like track marks? That brooch too. Why would it change everything else. I’ve never seen one this sloppy?”

“Maybe it’s wearing off or some cheap shit?” I suggested.

“It’s possible it’s designed not to.” Bigby said.

“Designed not to hide track marks?” Snow asked.

“Good point.” Bigby said with a sad smile.

“The witches upstairs know what they’re doing, that’s why they cost so much. Unless someone is making glamours illegally?” Snow said.

“It’s not technically illegal, miss.” Bufkin said with his high voice. “It’s not encouraged, for sure, but there aren’t any laws specifically forbidding it.”