The Grimm Chronicles, Vol.1 by Isabella Fontaine & Ken Brosky

Author:Isabella Fontaine & Ken Brosky
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Dystopian, Action & Adventure, Fantasy, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Mythology & Folk Tales, Fairy Tales, Teen & Young Adult, Paranormal & Urban, Literature & Fiction
ISBN: 1478288639
Publisher: Brew City Press
Published: 2013-12-25T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

They didn’t bite. They didn’t eat us. In fact, when I pulled open the metal grate, the rats seemed downright terrified of me. Whatever power Cinderella had had over them was gone now. They were just ugly, smelly rats once again.

Speaking of smelly …

Well, needless to say, the ride home wasn’t pleasant for my parents. The windows were kept down and I had to promise never to step in another puddle again.

“I’m pretty sure she peed on her shoes,” Dad kept muttering. His hands clenched the steering wheel. “Someone peed on her shoes. Or she stepped in someone’s pee. It’s the only explanation for this stench.”

“Oh honey,” Mom said, pointing to the next exit. “Let’s make a pit stop. All this talk …”

Which of course was totally the type of thing Mom would do. But you know what? All in all, it wasn’t such a bad trip.

“They’re not bad parents,” Briar said the next morning. I had the day off from the library. It was a hot and sunny Monday and deep inside the forest behind my house, Briar and I were back to training.

“You’re right,” I said, chasing him between a cluster of bushes.

“Perhaps they could start a marketing campaign against the Grayle brothers,” he offered, bouncing off the side of a tree before I could tag him. “Something that will drive them out of business.”

“I wish it were that easy,” I said, gasping for air. “But I’d rather not drag my parents into this mess.”

“Then what should we do about Grayle brothers?” Briar asked, hopping between two pine trees with prickly low-hanging branches. Briar had told me all about his spy mission inside Grayle Incorporated. I wasn’t sure exactly how we were going to get to him or his brothers … yet.

“Maybe we could …” The thought flitted away. I glanced around, suddenly dizzy. I reached out and grabbed the trunk of the nearest tree, clutching it to keep from falling. My strength felt like it was being sapped from my muscles.

“Alice!” Briar exclaimed, pointing. “Your arm!”

I glanced down at my arm. The cuts. From the Frog Prince. They’d begun bleeding again and the area around each cut throbbed. My vision blurred.

Everything went black.

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