The wind was howling fuiously as though it were an angry pack of loups that were surrounding their prey,calling 4 reinforcements.

But this did not stop her.

She continued walking up the slippery slope,tightning the cloaks lock tighter around her neck.

She slipped,falling on the wet,snow covered ground.

She swore under her breath,picking herself up and wiping off the cold snow from her robes and soon continuing up the reached slope.

It was the middle of winter,and the weather had been colder than usual.

Snow covered every green bit of land in the small town,turning everything a ghostly white.The wind was no help either.It made already freezing temperatures seem in the negatives.Winds over 50 miles an heure slashing fuiriously at any bare skin to tur into frost bite.

She looked around but everything was white,white as a blank sheet of paper,making it impossible to see where she was going.

If she didnt find her destination soon,she would certainly freeze to death in this horrid weather.

She shivvered and looked around.Nothing seemed familiar except perhaps for all of the bloody good for nothing snow!

She couldnt possibly use her magic here,what good would it do?

'But it wouldnt be a waste?It would help me in a dangerous situation'she thought.

But she wasnt stupid.

Her magic would do nothing of the sort to this huge blizzard.

A shiver was sent down her spine once more.

She had to find her destination.

She looked around this time,she saw lights.House lights.

Sighing,she ran towards the house.Slipping and sliding along the way.

When she finally reached the door,she dusted off what ever snow was left on her that was visible and knocked on the door.

She sighed,her breath arising infrnt of her.

She waited,desided to take a look at the old house that stood infront of her.

It was old,no doubt about that,with some exotic tangling ivy snaking its way from a crack on the porch,up to the seconde story room window.

The ivy seem to dance in the strong winds,making the house seem alive,the snow falling from its roof made it look even plus fascinating.

She closed her eyes,embracing the moment for a secind ou two before she heard the noise of shoe heels scuffing the old floor.

Her eyes opened up immediatly,straightning up,she looked at the door,waiting for it to erupt into life as it opened.

But the door did not erupt open,it simply opened a crack,and a hoarse voice a dit from behind:"Who's there?"

"It's me,Marianne"the girl replies.

The man from behind the door crack rose and eyebrow and soon opened the door completly,showing a friendly smile on his face.

Marianne bowed slightly and came in.

She took off her cloack,placing it apon a manteau rack that stood to her left,and followed the man into his living room.

He sat down,and she soons followed,allowing the hearth and warmth of the feu to calm her.

She relaxed her muscles and slumped deeper into the soft chair.

The man smiled,and snapped his fingers.

Almost instantly,the shuffling of tired old feet responded.

Marianned turned her head,her black bangs getting in her eyes slightly to see what looked like a tired,old elf.

Marianne grimaced,and turned back around to see the elf placing a large silver plat, plateau on the marble coffee table, tableau infront of her.

The plat, plateau was full of goods:Cookies,sandwiches,biscuits and a thé box.

"You have done your service,now away with 'ya!"tha man snaps at the elf.

"Apovrasma has done good master..."the elf mumbles and shuffles off into a dark corner.

"Why must toi be so crewl to-what ever his name is Grimm?"Marianna asks.

"He's an elf,that works,and I must treat him like dirt,and his name is Apovrasma.Which means 'Scum'in Greek.

"How original..."Marianne rolls her eyes,and pours herslef some hot water and places a Lavender flavored thé bag inside.

She takes a sip,thinking of what to say next.

'Why did Grimm want me here for?'she wonders.

She looks up and the question seemed to b written all over her face.

Grimm sighs and gets up,staring into the fire.

"You may be wondering why I called toi up here Marianne..."

Marianne places her cup down."Yes"

"Well,since I am your closest family member toi have,I think that I should be the one to tell toi this...you may be in very serious danger..."

Marianne looked stunned.

"W-what do toi mean Grimm?"she asked with a quiver in her voice.

Grimm sighs.

"Here,let me just-tell toi now...

Chapter titre inspired par Maroon 5's song:Misery