"Damn, that girl's fast.", Hank said, complaining about the female runaway.
As usual, I sarcastically say,
"Ya think?!?!"
I think we were far from any modern place deep here in the forest.
She went behind a large tree and we were getting closer but she wasn't moving either.
I was about go around when a flicker of silver was about to hit my cranial cortex.
I ducked down and landed on the soft, mossy ground of the woods.
I spun and I saw the tip of a 4-feet blade in my face.
I examined it and I noticed it was a katana.
Where the hell did she get a katana?
Hank saw what happened and started getting serious.
"Look relax, we're not going hurt you. Just put that blade down from my partner and we can talk."
She had a calculating look on her face which I admit made her look beautiful.
Hank was reaching for his gun slowly and my heart was beating so loud, you can probably hear it in this silent forest.
Then, like an assassin, a thin figure in black dropped down from a tree behind Hank and placed a well-cut knife to his back.
"Touch that gun and you'll lose both your hands."
Surprisingly, the voice was female and she had a long sword sheated on her back.
She must be the other girl.
Hank instantly put his hands up and was cautious.
How do we get out of this situation?
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The Life of A Grimm
FanfictionThere once was a man who lived a life so strange, it had to be true. Only he could see what no one else can, the darkness inside, the real monster within. And he's the one who must stop them. This is his calling. This is his duty. This is the life o...
