Anabelle Fuller's Point of View:
I turned away from a group of police officers, a frown on my face. Wandering around aimlessly, I tried to piece together the crime scene. I ended up climbing the flight of stairs, the only place I had not explored yet. Photo frames lined the cream walls, telling a tale of a family growing and thriving in this city.
"Hey, Mama!" I yell, a bright smile on my face. Mama turned around, her bright smile like a thousand stars in the sky. She runs over to me, picking me up in her arms ; smiling all the way.
"Yes, Ana?" She replies, walking towards the house.
The house is small yet homely and welcoming. Emerald green grass blankets the front yard, a light grey path splitting the green seas. My sanctuary is a pure white, contrasting sharply with the jet black roof that shelters me. A dark oak door stands in the doorway of my dreams and happiness.
"Mama, when is Papa coming back?" I ask, tears well up in my eyes. A sad smile is on Mama's face, showing her answer. I nod solemnly , understanding her silence. Suddenly, police sirens race down our streets, as I tighten my grip on Mama.
The last time police came to our street, they took away Papa. They wrestled Papa to the ground and hurt him. It wasn't fair. It is never fair! Why did Papa have to leave?! Why did the police hurt him? It's just not fair!
Nick Burkhardt's Point of View:
I yawned, stretching my arms. I had just finished up organizing the trailer and was now planning to go see Monroe. More and more Wesen cases have been coming up lately and the arrival of the new detective has got me worried. The ringing of my phone broke my trance.
"Nick Burkhardt," I answered, listening to the voice of Wu on the phone. "I'll be there soon," I finished, hanging up the phone. Grabbing my coat, I started to head towards the crime scene.
As I arrived, I could see several police cars out front of a seemingly innocent house. Walking inside, I could feel the confusion in the room. Nothing seems out of place...I scanned the room, looking for any obvious signs of a break-in, yet nothing crucial stands out. Walking up to Hank, I questioned, "Have anything?" He just shook his head in reply, probably still as confused as me. This is going to be difficult...
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Nick Burkhardt || Grimm Fanfiction
FanfictionAnabelle Fuller is a young detective, moving from the large city of New York to Portland- looking for an exciting new journey to go on. Little does she know, she will get her taste of excitement and more. How will she fair?
