Puckabrina: What's Going on?!

Eclipse

A choked sob escapes my lips as I finally emerge from the forest and collapse onto the grass in front of the house. My wings droop against my back, too tired for me to hide them, and my legs burn and cramp after hours of running. I ignore all of this and look helplessly at the door to safety mere feet away from me. I grit my teeth and try to get up. Once I get onto my knees, however, my legs give out and I end up sprawled on the ground again. I ignore the tears continuing to drip down my face and start to drag myself towards the door.

I reach the steps to the porch and allow myself a pained smile. Taking a small break to catch my breath, I glance at the three steps up to the porch I usually wouldn't take a second glance at. There's no way I'm going to be able to haul myself up to the porch, so I decide to curl up at the bottom and hope someone looks out the front door soon.

As soon as I still and close my eyes I pass out.

***

Nine days.

Nine days without my sister, without Puck. For normal cases where people go missing they say that the first 48 hours are critical. If they aren't found by then, they most likely won't be found. I'm not sure what the human police would say if they knew the full set of circumstances behind their disappearance. That my sister and an immortal fairy suddenly disappeared. They don't even really know about Puck, though. There would be too many questions. They just know about my sister, "Grimm, Sabrina" who disappeared suddenly while the family was gone.

Except for me.

I was there, I was supposed to protect her as she protected me so many times. Instead, I left her alone and vulnerable. Instead, I sat there reading the fairy tales that I know by now are full of lies and everafters that would stab me and my family in the back just to be able to leave a stupid magic bubble. Instead, I let her down like she never let me down.

And now... people we know nothing about took her. Granny Relda got home and went to check on her, only to find an empty bed with the sheets torn to sheds and a scorched mark on the wall that looked like a cloud and lightning bolt. It's been over a week, but I still can't sleep. Anytime I try, I hear Granny Relda crying. Instead, I've been poring over stories and journals, trying to find any mention of the people that could have taken my sister.

The words start to blur in my vision, my eyes swimming with tears and my brain swimming with grief. I take a deep breath but find that I still feel choked. I need air.

I walk out onto the porch and take deep breaths of the pine-scented air. I finally start to relax, as much as you can in my situation at least, until I see something at the bottom of the porch steps.

Or, wait, someone?

I cautiously approach until I see the familiar pink wings on the back of the figure. A sob of relief escapes my throat.

"Granny! Granny, it's Puck!" I yell, glancing around the yard for Sabrina. I... don't see her. I walk out into the yard, looking around the corners of the house. Still, nothing.

I hear a gasp from the porch and see Granny Relda looking at Puck with tears in her eyes, and Uncle Jake looking out into the yard with a wand in his hand.

"She's... not here," I say, feeling hollow.

At the sound of my voice, he jumps and points the wand at me. When he sees it's me, he relaxes and continues to scan the yard. I walk to the porch and help Granny Relda as she lifts Puck up and brings him inside. Uncle Jake doesn't follow us and instead goes to check the yard for Sabrina himself.

Granny and I set Puck on the sofa and I sit next to him while Granny goes to get remedies, both magical and mundane. Which I watch Puck breathe, Uncle Jake walks in with a blank expression on his face. I glance up at him. He meets my eyes and shakes his head.

She's not here.

Granny Relda comes back with an armful of supplies and sees my expression.

"Oh, liebling, you should get some rest. Go on up to bed," she says gently.

I nod silently and make my way to my room. Our room. Sabrina's bed is empty of course, leaving the room feeling cold and me feeling alone.

We were sisters. We had each other's backs. We protected each other.

Or at least, we were supposed to.

(806 words)

yall im so sorry this turned out edgy it just kinda happened yknow

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anyway heres an update but tbh if i got this kind of an update after this long of a hiatus i would be Fuming. Comment down below if you hate me, and make sure to hit that like button! Subscribe for more videos and turn on post notifications!

ALSO i almost forgot. if it wasnt for the absolute spam from @lucy_heartfillia_7 i wouldntve had the motivation to write this so. idk take a bow, everyone give a round of applause. NOT THAT I DONT APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU BC I DO!!! this was just a huge spam on both of my stories with comments and votes and stuff so. 

im #crying and its only 11 pm help

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