Puck Vs. Peter Pan

[Trickster]

SPOILERS!!! IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE SEVENTH BOOK, READ NO FURTHER!!!

[glow=gold,2,300]Summary-

Sabrina, Puck, Red, Daphne, and all your favorite characters are back, with a new twist.

When Peter Pan and a mysterious girl who claims to be Tinkerbell appear, offering some serious temptation to other Everafters, Puck, and others, some of which might not be so friendly, can Sabrina regain control of Ferryport Landing, and, more importantly, her heart?[/glow]

DISCLAIMER-

I DO NOT OWN PETER PAN OR SISTERS GRIMM OR ANYTHING. I OWN MY OWN WORDS, THOUGHTS, AND THIS ACCOUNT. STEAL MY STORY AND YOU'LL GET A NICE BIG PORTION OF YOUR BUTT SUED OFF IF I FIND OUT! AND THAT'S A PROMISE!

Enjoy. ;D






These are the colors I reference towards the mystery girl's clothes, and I had a pretty good mental image except the red is a smidge depper.

I know you'll all be scolling back up frantically to look at these colors. So take a good look now.

FYI MOMENT-The begining takes place at the end of the seventh book, except, let's pretend Mirror isn't the Master, so none of the animals got loose and destroyed the Grimm's house, the fort won the battle against the dragons and the army but there was still a threat, and they're preparing for war again. But it's kind of a time of peace. Ok, we're good. Enjoy!

[glow=green,2,300]Chapter 1[/glow]

[glow=white,2,300]A noise woke Sabrina. She sat up at her guard post, alert. Puck was sitting next to her, full-scale search.

“You hear that?” He asked quietly. It took a second, but then Sabrina heard a strange music. It was a flute, playing a tune. Who played flute, besides Puck when he was summoning his pixies, at three in the morning?

“The Hand?” She asked. Puck shrugged slightly, still scanning the tree line. Out of the corner of her eye, Sabrina saw a figure in the sky. She swiveled Puck in that direction.

“What?”

“I saw someone in the sky.” Puck’s wings popped out of his back and he flapped them noiselessly, flying in between shadows and darting around, before he slipped into one and yelled. He was so loud the whole camp awoke, and Sabrina ran toward the shadow.

A girl her age jumped out from it, and Sabrina tackled her. The girl was wearing the strangest clothes-an electric blue tunic and blood red tights. Her jet black hair was cut to her chin, and she had the most peculiar shade of green eyes Sabrina had ever seen. [/glow]
[glow=white,2,300]Besides that, she was sparkling. Not a sparkle like, ‘Oh she’s really pretty’, but an actual sparkle, like she had jumped in a vat of glitter glue. Who was she?

The girl flipped her over in one swift movement, and sat on her. A crowd had begun to gather at the bottom of the wall near the shadow. Robin Hood was preparing to scale the wall.

Puck rolled out of the shadows with his wings outstretched, crouching and ready to attack. A dark figure leapt impossibly high in the air and floated there, before swooping down and landing next to Sabrina and the odd girl.

Now, even Sabrina could figure out who this was, and she hadn’t read many fairytales. But if the green tunic, green tights, shock of red hair, and dagger at his belt weren’t enough of a giveaway, the hat was sure to reveal his identity.[/glow]

[glow=green,2,300]"Peter Pan."[/glow]

[glow=gold,2,300]Puck was going to throw a real fit now.[/glow]

Author's Notes

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[Trickster]

Here it comes, chapter 2. I really hope this site springs back to life, but nevertheless I will still post. I can't find anymore fanfic sites that will take sister's grimm besides fanfiction.net, and they suck, so yeah....enjoy!

[glow=green,2,300]Chapter 2[/glow]

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“My lady.” Peter swept his hat off and bowed low to the girl in the strange out fit and helped her up, and then she curtsied, giggling. Puck eyed them suspiciously. Robin Hood reached them, knocking an arrow in his bow.

“Puck, Sabrina, get behind me. We don’t know if these two are dangerous.” Sabrina did as she was told, and pulled Puck with her. Surprisingly, he didn’t struggle, just eyed Peter with absolute loathing.

“Identify yourselves.” Robin ordered, pointing the bow right at the strange girl’s heart. Peter stepped in front of her, arms raised.

“Why I’m Peter Pan!” He winked at Sabrina, who almost went red.

Peter wasn’t at all bad looking, especially in those tights.

“And the girl?” Robin asked.

“I have many names. I am the sun and the stars and the moon; I am the wind and the water and the fire; I am everything and I am nothing. I am love and I am sorrow; I am peace and I am war. I am an Everafter, whose story may never be told.” She answered, edging out from behind Peter. Robin aimed his arrow at her head.

“I repeat my question, what is your name?”

“As I have said, I have many. But you may call me Tinkerbell.” She shot an annoyed glance at Peter, who grinned a lot like Puck, only cuter and much, much sweeter. Puck fake gagged behind Robin’s back, and Sabrina held back a giggle.

“Come down Robin!” Charming yelled, and Robin thingyed his head towards the ground. Peter rolled his eyes and picked up Tinkerbell bridal-style, then floated down to the ground. Puck flew off and did a couple loop-de-loops for show, and Sabrina was left to climb down herself. Robin did not come down until someone else pointed an arrow at Peter and Tinkerbell.

“It’s Peter Pan!” Daphne shouted, running out of the crowd to hug him. She may almost be eight, but even with all her newfound maturity, she still was a kid at heart. He picked her up and smiled, sweeping his hat off again.

“And who might you be, fairest lady?” Daphne giggled and Peter crossed his eyes. Tinkerbell stared at Sabrina.

“I’m Daphne. Who’s she?” Daphne pointed at Tinkerbell.

“That’s Tink. Would you like to meet her?” Peter put Daphne down and she ran to Tinkerbell, who crouched down and smiled.

“Hello Daphne.” Daphne frowned.

“Aren’t you supposed to be small and blond and wear a tiny green dress that matches his costume?” Daphne pointed at Peter, who grinned. Tinkerbell continued to smile.

“Not every Everafter is as they seem, child. Who said I was to be tiny?” Daphne shrugged, and bit her hand.

“What are you all doing? Peter Pan and Tinkerbell aren’t dangerous!” Daphne announced to the crowd. Charming stepped forward.

“Daphne, we thought the same thing about Pinocchio. Besides, Peter Pan is a real fairytale. He does not exist, and was originally thought up by someone in England. The aren’t real.” The crowd glared at them. Peter and Tinkerbell looked at each other, sharing a message.

“We are real.” Tinkerbell said, all-knowing.

“Prove it!” Puck shouted, which caused the whole crowd to yell and jeer at them too. Tinkerbell closed her eyes. Peter hovered in midair.

“Witch’s trickery!” Ichabod Crane yelled. Everyone agreed.
And then it was silent. The mysterious music that had awoken Sabrina echoed through the camp. It was coming from Tinkerbell. She began to glow ever brighter.

Suddenly, two golden, sparkling wings popped out of her back like Puck’s, and blinded everyone. She hovered next to Peter.

“Is this trickery as well?” She asked quietly. She flapped her wings slowly, and a light dusting of glitter fell on Daphne.

Daphne began to float.

Peter took her hands, and they floated around in a circle. No more dust fell from Tinkerbell. Amazed, the crowd gazed up in wonder.

“We have come, because you need us, and we need you. The Scarlet Hand has stolen something from us, and we would like it back.” Tinkerbell announced. Sabrina found her voice.

“What have they stolen?” Tinkerbell’s eyes opened, and her green eyes sparkled.

“Wendy.”
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LOL

[Trickster]

Ah, chapter 3. You guys are getting lucky today, though who the hell is gonna read this is beyond me. NO ONE IS ON THIS SITE!! If any of you who are actually reading this are guests, please send me an email. I would love to have my work recognized, even if you don't become a member. Otherwise, I'm gonna have a whole site to myself, which I do right now, and I'll be lonely. I am trying to improve my writing skills and I enjoy Sister's Grimm. These chapters take hours to write, and I was up till 11:30 last night doing just that-writing.

[glow=green,2,300]Chapter 3[/glow]

[glow=white,2,300]“You’re kidding right?” Puck asked incredulously. Sabrina shook her head. Puck stamped his feet on the ground.

“There is no way I’m letting him share a room with me!” Granny Relda had sent Sabrina to break the news to Puck; since a bond between them had been formed after the battle with the dragons were Puck had almost killed her. He still was obnoxious, rude, smelly, and a trickster who insisted upon her being his one and only victim, but his pranks had cut down.

Just a smidge, only enough for Sabrina to notice, but it was significant to her. The future hadn’t changed all that much.

“Puck, listen, don’t tell anyone I told you this but, if Peter shares a room with you, you can spy on him for us. And I think if you spy on him, you’ll get the chance to pull a few pranks. You get the picture?” Puck thought for a second, then nodded, suddenly fierce.

“Great idea Sabrina. Thanks.” That shocked her out of her socks. Since when did he say thanks?! Puck walked out of the cabin before Sabrina could comment.

*Flashback*

After Tinkerbell and Peter had scared everyone to death with their show, Charming had called an emergency meeting while 24 of the best men had kept them under surveillance. The cabin had been full of shouting when the Grimm’s entered the scene.

Granny had a pile of books from the house at her feet and was flipping through pages at a rate that was impossible for anyone to actually read at. Charming and Robin were shouting at each other, Ms. White was arguing with Mr. Seven, and Mr. Canis was trying to calm Red down. She had trouble with the noise.

“They can’t possibly be the real deal!” Charming was yelling at Robin.

“Then how do you explain the wings? And the boy’s flight? Ask any of the witches or wizards here, and they’ll assure you it wasn’t magical trickery. She does have wings and he can fly!” Charming pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Mr. Seven, if they are a threat I don’t see why they have agreed to let our witches and wizards examine them! I believe this proves their honesty. You know how I read people!” Mr. Seven frowned deeply at Ms. White.

“Yes, just like you read how evil that witch of a mother was with her apple!” Ms. White gasped.

No one EVER brought up the apple.

“How dare you! You know just as well than I how-“

“Come now child, do not be afraid. We’re all friends here and friends sometimes have different opinions.” Mr. Canis assured Red. She trembled.

“QUIET!” Daphne shouted over everyone. The room turned to her.

“Granny, what do you think?” Granny Relda slammed her book shut.

“Well, there is one explanation. It’s far-fetched, but it makes sense. They said they came for Wendy. The story says that Peter came down from Neverland to take Wendy on an adventure. But then, he took her home. So it is quite possible that the Scarlet Hand got a hand on her.” Granny smiled until someone got the joke.

No one did.

With a sigh, she continued.

“So, if they took her, Peter and Tinkerbell would have been up in Neverland, which is why no one has ever actually met them. Except for Wendy. And Wendy might’ve become an Everafter, after being in such a magical place. Peter wouldn’t know until he went to visit, some years later, because unlike all the other Everafters, he was in a place that never changed and had no sense of time.”

“Then how is his story known? If the brothers Grimm never met him…?” Charming asked.

“I said it was far-fetched. If, before she was kidnapped or realized she was an Everafter, Wendy told the tale to her friends, the writer of Peter Pan, J.M. Barrie, might’ve heard the story from a grandmother, long after it had died out with everyone else. He adjusts it, publishes it as a play, and makes lots of money since it’s technically a “new” fairytale. Disney makes it into an animated movie years later, and it becomes a well-known fairytale.” Charming said nothing.

“I suppose it makes sense. There’s no other way to explain it.” Robin stated, after a minute or so.

“But how do we know if they’re trustworthy?” Ms. White asked.

“We don’t.” Sabrina was shocked to hear words fly out of her own mouth. Everyone looked at her.

“Then why should we trust them?” Charming questioned, looking to Granny Relda.

“Because it’s the only option we’ve got!” Sabrina yelled, pounding her fist on the table. Everyone stared at her. Where had this anger come from?

“You saw how powerful Tinkerbell is. You heard her words of wisdom, which I fear may mean something we are far beyond comprehending. ‘I have many names’, what does she mean? Is she indicating powers? We don’t know! How do we know Peter isn’t the same; just not as severe as her? We’ve all heard the stories, but the only abilities we know they have are flight, Peter is well-skilled with a sword and never ages, and Tinkerbell can make stuff fly. But how do we know there isn’t more than that? They do not seem afraid of us, and it looks like they have no cause to. ‘Not every Everafter is as they seem’.” Sabrina finished her heated speech and felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. All her worries were out on the table, and she was afraid no longer of seeming like a child.

Everyone else probably was thinking the same thing.

“Then what do you suggest we do?” Ms. White asked. Sabrina smiled grimly.

“We trust them.”

*End Flashback*

Surprisingly, everyone had taken her idea without question, and Granny had decided to offer Peter and Tinkerbell rooms in the Grimm’s house.

After the Scarlet Hand’s attack on Fort Charming, the Everafters had rebuilt it with new fortifications and Granny had gone home with a couple fairies and placed extra charms on the house so no one could get in except via magic mirror. They were safe in the house, and a noise barrier had blocked all sound from the outside to the inside, or vice versa so the crowd could not bother them.

So, now, Sabrina went to free Peter and Tinkerbell from their guards.

“Its ok guys, I’m supposed to take them to Granny.” The guards let them come with her, and Peter hovered beside Sabrina and Tinkerbell, who had put her wings away.

“Where are we going?” Asked Peter.

“My grandma wants to know if you would accept rooms at our house.” Peter made a funny face at Tinkerbell.

“I saw that you nasty little boy!” Tinkerbell said, opening her eyes and smiling as she jumped to try and catch Peter without opening her wings. Everywhere she moved glittered, but no dust fell to the ground. He laughed and landed next to Sabrina.

“I accept. Tink does too.” Sabrina forced a smile. These two were an odd pair. A bit too odd for her liking.

“Well, I think you’ll like the room we have for you Peter. Tinkerbell, if you would like, you can have Mr. Canis’s room with Red.” Tinkerbell pressed her fingertips together and did not answer for a moment.

“Thank you Sabrina, but I think I had best stay with Peter. Puck’s room is plenty big enough, and I’m sure I could stop them both from doing something rash.” Her green eyes flashed for a moment, and Sabrina turned red.

“Well, Puck does like his pranks, just so you’re fairly warned. I doubt you could stop him though.” Sabrina commented, sneaking a glance at Peter and Tinkerbell. They were looking into each other’s eyes, seemingly having a conversation.

They can speak to each other with their minds! Sabrina realized, remembering how Tinkerbell only spoke to Peter in the movies.

Peter laughed and grabbed Sabrina’s arm. They had reached Charming’s cabin.

“Don’t bother with Tink; she’s way too wound up. Sometimes I think she just likes to hear herself talk.” They entered the cabin.

A whole barrage of people was waiting for them. There was Puck, Daphne, Red, Mr. Canis, Granny Relda, Henry, Veronica, Charming, Uncle Jake, and Ms. White, Mr. Seven, Malobarb, a wizard Sabrina didn’t recognize, and some other people. They looked to be witches or wizards.

“Aw come on, I thought we were done with all the examining! We’re magical, like you! What more do you want?” Peter frowned.

“Just one more test.” Malobarb said nervously. Peter crossed his arms and Tinkerbell kept her eyes closed.

“Will you allow us to examine your minds?” Charming asked.

“No.” Tinkerbell said.

“Why not?” Charming asked as Robin lifted his bow and arrow.

“It would kill you. All of you are aware of the capacities of an Everafter’s mind, and you may be able to do this with humans but trust me, it will not work with Everafters. Especially us.”

Charming frowned.

“What’s so special about you?” Puck asked. Tinkerbell’s eyes flew open, and found Puck’s. His sneer was wiped away.

“For starters, I was once human. I was not born into immortality like a normal Everafter.” Peter answered while Puck and Tinkerbell stared at each other.

“Tinkerbell has her own reasons.” Peter said.

Tinkerbell and Puck were completely frozen.

“And what would those reasons be?” Charming asked.

“That’s none of your business.” Peter answered.

“I was asking her.” Charming snapped.

“And she’s not going to answer.” Peter snapped back.

“The fairy-boy knows. Do not pester him though; it is not a secret that is his to share.” Tinkerbell ripped her eyes away from Puck’s, and he had a dazed expression on. Sabrina felt an emotion she had never felt before-jealousy, she later learned.

“Now, I was under the impression that the Grimm’s’ had been extremely gracious and offered us an undeserved room in their household. If I am mistaken, forgive me and Peter and I will make our own arrangements. We intend to go and get Wendy, whether you accept our help or not. This is not our war.” Tinkerbell closed her eyes once more.

“You do realize you can’t go back to Neverland?” Robin said, unstringing his bow.

“Yes, we can. Neverland exists in the sky, and the barrier does not have a certain height at which it stops. Neverland is in fact right above us. We can go anywhere we please, and once in Neverland, if you decide to leave, you can exit wherever you wish.” Peter corrected him, floating in midair and pushing his hat over his eyes; laying in the air as if sleeping.

“You mean there’s a way to escape?” Charming asked excitedly.

“Well yea, but it’s not like you can use it.” Peter said, peeking out from under his hat.

“Why not?” Charming asked.

“Three reasons. #1, you have to be a kid to enter Neverland; #2, the only way to get there is pixie dust, which only Tinkerbell possesses; and #3, it’s my island and I can do what I want with it.” Charming’s face was turning purple.

“Well, you two must be tired from your journey, why don’t we take you to the house?” Granny suggested hurriedly; Charming was obviously preparing to give a pretty loud and dirty speech to Peter. He floated through the mirror at Granny’s insistence and pulled Tinkerbell along with him. All the Grimms followed.

When Peter saw the hall, he whistled loudly.

“Dang that’s a big hallway. Real posh ain’t it Tink?” She smiled and he laughed.

“You’re a real card Tink.” Mirror came out of a door.

“Who might these interesting visitors be?” Mirror asked.

“Peter Pan and Tinkerbell.” Daphne answered. Mirror’s eyebrows flew up, but he made no comments.

“Would you get the car Mirror? We’re going back to the house.” Granny said. He nodded and hurried to get it.

“So, are we going to the end of this hall?” Peter asked, peering down it, trying to see the end. Granny nodded.

“Cool. Who wants to race?” Peter looked around.

“No one? Not even you, fairy?” Puck shrugged. Tinkerbell lifted her arms again, and her spectacular wings popped out. Her glitter glowed brighter.

She hovered over Sabrina and Daphne and pixie dust fell on them. They began to float.

“If you don’t mind me asking, how come your pixie dust doesn’t fall off when you move?” Uncle Jake asked, curious.

“Tink only releases dust when she wants to.” Peter explained, helping the girls right themselves.

“Come on fairy boy, let’s have a race. You too, Sabrina, Daphne.”Daphne nodded wildly, and Sabrina looked to Puck. After a minute or so his wings popped out. Stupid boy couldn’t resist a challenge.

Henry grabbed Sabrina and Daphne’s legs.

“Absolutely not, I forbid you. Get down this instant!” Something in Sabrina flared up and told her to disobey.

“No.” She kicked her leg free and floated higher, Daphne soon following suit. Her Dad looked at them with wide eyes.

“No? Young lady I will not take this sass!” Sabrina looked at Peter. He gave her a dazzling smile. Any guilt Sabrina might have felt had disappeared.

“On your mark.”

“Sabrina!”

“Get set.”

“Daphne!”

“GO!” Peter yelled, whooping as they all shot off just as Mirror returned with the cart. He gaped as they breezed by.

Sabrina and Daphne were going to be in so much trouble later, but they didn’t care. For now they were with Peter Pan, flying high above the world.
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Author's Notes

Ah Peter. Couple more chapters on the way, you're all very lucky today.

BTW, who thinks I should get rid of the glow? Does it hurt your eyes?

[Trickster]

Author's Note

Well, no one seems to be on. I am getting very sad, and I hope you enjoy this chapter. Bet you totally could have seen this coming if you thought to look. I'm brilliant like that. ;D

[glow=green,2,300]Chapter 4[/glow]

[glow=white,2,300]Puck led the way into his room. Peter and Tinkerbell followed, looking around with content.

Puck was being uncharacteristically quiet, but Peter and Tinkerbell didn't know that. Tinkerbell's wings popped out and she touched Peter's fingertips for a moment before flying off. Puck watched her go with interest. Peter floated over next to him, cross-legged.

"So, what do you want to do? I've heard you're the Trickster King, so maybe we could play a few tricks?" Peter suggested. Puck stared at him for a moment.

"I'm tired, so maybe tomorrow." Peter looked after him as he flew away but did not follow; he could sense Puck wanted to be alone.

No matter how much Puck denied it, he had loved Sabrina since day one. Honestly, when his pixies had brought back her and her sister, Puck hadn't actually been going to throw them in the pool. He was planning on throwing Sabrina off, and then having the pixies save her in a change of heart and appoint her Queen.

If she accepted his offer to stay, which to Puck was a no-brainer. It hadn't occurred to him that she would ever say no.

Not that he'd been able to ask her.

Really, his whole 'little-boy act' was truly an act. He really wasn't all that obnoxious; in the past few months with the Grimm’s he had grown up. Mentally and physically. He was a 13-year-old in love, but he wasn't about to tell Sabrina that. She still saw him as a jerk and a childish boy, and Puck wasn't ready to give that up yet. At times she seemed to enjoy it.

But then she had accidently let slip that they were married in the future. He had been over-joyed, but instead his big fat mouth had declared war on her. True to his word, he had played nasty tricks on her, and, for the first time in his life, actually regretted them.

Then, just as they were finally getting along and Puck had started to allow himself to begin slipping in clues of his maturity, Peter Pan came in.

Puck truly hated it when people mistook him for the boy that, for all Puck had known at the time, was the only true fairytale ever.

That was not an act.

Peter Pan was just the right mixture of charming. In fact, if he could or would ever grow up, Puck had no doubts that he would end up like Prince Charming, except much less stressed, obnoxious, mean, and he would have girls hanging all over him instead of away. Including Sabrina.

This is why Puck wasn’t exactly taking kindly to Peter’s flirting.

Puck wasn't blind; he could see the sly little winks and smiles aimed at Sabrina. And her cute blush, which kept showing up every 5 seconds, was driving him insane.

Well, Puck hadn't matured far enough that he was beyond daft little plans. In fact, daft little plans were now officially his best friend.

Because, right then, at that moment, a daft little plan decided to knock on the door in his head, and he let it in.

Peter can have Sabrina, Puck thought, because I'm going to have Tinkerbell. One way or another.
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Author's Note

Oh, you guys totally hate me I know. It's my story, and I'll do whatever the hell I want with it. Hehehe...

MUHUHAHAHAHAHA!

What? Wha'd I do wrong?
I'm innocent!

...

[Trickster]

Author's Note

You guys are really lucky today, and I feel like I am talking to myself. I can't wait for the 8th book and the movie, but I wish I could try out for little red. Hopefully she'll be a greatly developed character in this fanfic. Enjoy!

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Chapter 5[/glow]

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Tinkerbell sat looking out at Puck’s sunset. Her wings glittered beautifully in the orange light, and as the sun went down she became brighter.

Why must things be so complicated? Tinkerbell thought. It only gets worse and worse.

Her neck prickled. Puck was behind her.

“So you abandoned them too?” She asked, not bothering to look over her shoulder. Puck fluttered next to her, his bright pink wings shimmering sleekly.

“No, I did not. I was banished.” Puck answered, staring out at the sunset as well. He finally turned to her.

“And neither did you. It’s not your fault you were cursed with the greatest gifts ever bestowed upon anyone. I feel your pain, and you need not hide it anymore.” Tinkerbell’s eyes flashed to Puck’s.

She was angry.

“You do not understand how I feel! Don’t you dare, not even fore a second, entertain such notions! I will not have it. I chose this road. What pains me more is what it cost to choose it.” She looked down. Puck hesitated for a moment before hugging her.

“Peter doesn’t seem to mind.”

“What does he know? After I broke my promise, the ultimate one ordered me to guard him for all of eternity. He is kind to me, but I have damned him! I damned him as completely as I damned myself.”

“Tinkerbell, it’ll be okay. Peter is content with himself, and you are doing a wonderful job. The burden wouldn’t have been yours to carry if you couldn’t handle it.” Tinkerbell looked up at him.

“But what if they were wrong?” Puck shook his head.

“Is that why you’ve been hiding away up in Neverland? Do not be afraid of destiny. It is yours to control.” He gave her a crooked smile, and Tinkerbell burst into tears,

Golden tears fell from her eyes and once they hit the ground, a beautiful golden rose sprouted from the ground. Puck picked it up and gave it to her.

“I am here, and all is well.” Tinkerbell smiled, and Puck cradled her, singing the prettiest and saddest song there ever has and ever will be.

The song of the Everafters.

At that one moment, when Puck began the song, every Everafter stopped. They just froze. Charming’s army, the Scarlet hand, up in Neverland, out beyond the borders of Ferryport Landing, and even beyond that, in the land of Everafter, where no human has ever stepped foot. The faerie king was singing, and everyone was listening.

And then they joined in.

When Puck ended the song, life continued on as normal, but there was one who was changed forever.

Tears running down her cheeks, Sabrina sprinted through the forest, determined to get as far away from the fairy-boy as possible.[/glow]

Author's Note

Ok, go ahead and be pissy at me but this chapter still stands.

The Everafter song!!!!

;D

[Trickster]

Author's Note-Well, I'm back with some HUGE plot developments in the next like, three chapters. This is gonna be epic I tell you, and I gotta say, it is pretty brilliant. It'll really get you thinking-'Wait a second, how does that happen? Why hasn't Micheal really touched anything on that subject? Hmmm...' and I'll be going, 'Well here's my explanation, why don't we all write a gazillion letters to him on the topic?' Enjoy.

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Chapter 6[/glow]

[glow=white,2,300]Sabrina crashed about ¾ of the way into the forest, blinded by tears and sobbing uncontrollably. She had never been in love with Puck, so why should this hurt her?

Maybe it was the thought of a future with him, one she had seen, and knowing it had now changed had shoved the knife so deep. Why else would she be so broken?

It didn’t matter anyway. She didn’t need Puck. Hadn’t she been utterly disgusted by the future?

Still, Sabrina cried.

“Sabrina?” Her head snapped up. Peter was sitting cross-legged in the air, his face barely a hairsbreadth away from hers. Examining her, just like in the movie. J.M Barrie had been quite accurate with his account of Peter Pan and Neverland.

Suddenly, a strange desire overcame her, and she threw her arms around Peter, closing that hairsbreadth of space and letting their lips meet.

It was the most miraculous thing. Unlike kissing Puck, this was sweet and wonderful.

But also, something besides their lips connected. Sabrina felt her mind brush Peter’s and all a manner of information and emotions that weren’t her own flowed through her.

“No!” Someone shouted, and that was when she blacked out.[/glow]

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllllllll, what do you think'll happen? Scroll down to find out!

[Trickster]

Here it is, the moment you've all been waiting for!!! (Yeah, I posted this about five seconds after the chapter before this. I have no life I tell you!)

ENJOY!!

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Chapter 7[/glow]

[glow=white,2,300]Tinkerbell sat with Puck for a minute or two, but then she felt it. In the corner of her mind, something was drastically wrong. Something that may not be able to be undone.

With a gasp, Tinkerbell jumped up into the air with incredible speed and took off toward the forest, Puck right on her tail.

“No!” She shouted, lunging at Peter and Sabrina.

But it was too late.

Sabrina collapsed to the ground, already in the first stage.

Peter’s eyes widened, horrified at what he had done.

“We need to get her help NOW!” Tinkerbell yelled at Puck, depositing Sabrina in Puck’s arms. Puck shook his head, crying and not ashamed to. This was cause for a great deal of crying.

“It’s too late. Can’t you feel it?” Tinkerbell glowed bright as a blazing bonfire.

“It’s NEVER too late! Let’s GO!” Tinkerbell grabbed Peter’s collar and Puck’s hair, and they disappeared in a flash of light.

**Meanwhile**

“Daphne, would you hand me the garlic?” Granny Relda asked, stirring something that smelled like strawberry-waffles in a big pot on the stove. Daphne jumped up and got the garlic just as a bright light filled the room. Tinkerbell, Puck, Peter, and Sabrina appeared in the glorious light, and Granny Relda turned around, yelling her head off. Tears began to stream down her face as she realized what had happened.

The most horrible tragedy ever. To a Grimm of course.

Everybody came running, and Veronica started screaming. Mr. Canis took her, Daphne, and Red from the room.

“How?” Henry demanded, his voice shaking as Puck ran up to Mirror’s room where Henry and Veronica’s bed still sat. He gently laid Sabrina upon it, continuously crying. Tinkerbell looked to Peter.

“I found her crying in the woods, and then she looked up and kissed me. It was unexpected, and I didn’t have enough time to close my mind.” Henry frowned, but he could not be mad at Peter.

“Didn’t Sabrina know?” Granny Relda entered the room, shaking her head, sobbing.

“No, I didn’t think to tell the girls. I didn’t think they’d ever be that close to an Everafter. Especially one with that kind of power.” Henry looked at Puck.

“You’ve got a fairy boy living in your house Mom!” Granny’s tears fell ever-faster.

“You’re right Henry." Granny conceded.

Suddenly, Daphne burst into the room.

“What’s going on? What have you done to Sabrina?” She glared at Tinkerbell.

“Daphne-“Uncle Jake started, but Daphne cut him off with a shriek.

“TELL ME RIGHT NOW!” Tinkerbell looked right at Daphne.

“She’s becoming an Everafter.”[/glow]


WHAT?!?!?!? I expect at least 8,000,000,000,000,000.05 reviews to [e-mail] about this! *wink wink nudge nudge*

[Trickster]

Yeah I know, this is the third chapter of suspense and no, Sabrina does NOT wake up in this chapter, maybe the next one *another nudge, another wink* but a lot of important information is revealed and all the cards are laid out on the table. No more secrets! Enjoy.

[glow=green,2,300]Chapter 8[/glow]

[glow=white,2,300]Daphne stared dumbfounded at Tinkerbell.

“What?” She whispered. Tinkerbell trembled.

“Some Everafters are more powerful than others, child. Peter, Puck, and I are some of them. Some of us who have power leave our minds open, so as to communicate with each other and the things around us. Humans and most Everafters have their minds tightly shut. The Grimm family’s minds have always been wide open. A side effect of using magic for so many years, through so many descendants. It’s not a conscious choice.” Tinkerbell paused, glancing at Sabrina and then at Peter, who stared at her, concentrating hard on something. Then she continued.

“It seems that Sabrina kissed Peter when his mind was open. Her mind was open as well, and when she kissed him their minds connected. When a human’s mind connects with an Everafter’s, they are transformed into an Everafter. You can also become an Everafter by going to a place of amazing magic or if you are born into it.” Once she stopped talking, it was dead silent.

“Can’t we do anything?” Henry whispered. Puck shook his head.

“She is halfway into our world already. I can feel her entering the Everafter world.” Peter and Tinkerbell agreed silently. Puck collapsed next to Sabrina’s bedside, crying loudly. Veronica’s wails were echoing up the stairs.

“What will this mean?” Uncle Jake asked. Henry turned on him.

“Sabrina is turning into an Everafter, that’s what it means! She’ll never be able to escape this cursed town, and she’ll live forever while we wither and die! What a lonely life for someone so young!” Peter put a hand on Henry’s shoulder.

“Sabrina never intended to leave. I saw it all, in her mind, in the split second we connected. And she will be able to leave. I will let her leave through Neverland; you have my word. Tinkerbell and I will take care of her, and I doubt Puck will leave her alone.” He glanced quickly at the shaking form of the faerie king.

“How soon will it be until she awakes?” Uncle Jake asked carefully.

“A few minutes, a few hours? It all depends on how strongly Peter’s magic was flowing at the time, but make no mistake, she is being transformed. If she absorbed even a fourth of the magic Peter possesses, she will be brilliant. I ponder what her powers will be.” Tinkerbell answered quietly, watching Puck’s sobs increase and decrease, his volume lowering. It saddened her to see the great faerie king crying so, but this was a certain cause for mourning. Who of any Everafter, good or bad, would wish such a cursed magical life as that of an Everafter upon even their worst enemy?

Suddenly, Henry grabbed Tinkerbell and pinned her against the wall, threatening to choke her.

“I want the whole story and I want it NOW! No more of this courtesy! What are your stories? How did Peter supposedly ‘become’ an Everafter? Where did you come from? What exactly is going on here?”

With amazing grace and precision, Puck jumped up from his slump and punched Henry right in the face in one fluid movement. Henry stumbled back, outraged.

“Who do you think you are young man?” Henry demanded. Puck stood proud and tall, but not in an obnoxious way.

“I’m the faerie king, that’s who. Oberon’s son, the one and only, Puck, at your service. Don’t you DARE touch her, I warn you now. You don’t even realize who they are, do you?” Puck gestured to Peter and Tinkerbell, the last of which was holding her jaw.

“Peter Pan and Tinkerbell, oh the most amazing story and most guarded secret of my kind. Tinkerbell, her real name, Sunflower, daughter of Treenut. Born with extraordinary power, the first candidate to be married to me, Oberon’s son. Peter Pan, a boy from a nearby village, found an injured Sunflower and nursed her back to health in the forest, knowing that she was not of his kind and would be burned at the stake during his time. The two secretly became friends against Treenut’s wishes and when Peter became sickly, Sunflower did what she could to save him. She turned him into an Everafter, the first human to ever undergo the change. When Treenut found out, he demanded the council of faeries punish Sunflower. She became guardian of Peter and, as you all would say, ‘mother nature’. I was banished soon after Sunflower and Peter left.” Puck had majesty about him, one no one dared challenge. His words were so absolute, no one could doubt him, and why should they? He made perfect sense.

“What do we do now?” Daphne asked quietly. Tinkerbell looked sadly at Daphne.

“We wait.” [/glow]

Yes, yes, send me hate mail. I love it.

Next chapter up soon, but no, I don't think it'll be up tonite. SUSPENSE!!!! Man I am losing my mind. NO ONE IS ON HERE I AM TALKING TO MYSELF!! Oh well, maybe some stray editor from scholastic or something will see this and I will start a new spin-off series. I'll be rich and famous and I will moon all the people that aren't reading this now. ;D

[Eliza]

Can u finish sometime?

[Catlover360]

Jul 11, 2014 19:49:28 GMT -8 Eliza said:

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[meh]

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