Spook Me 2024 - The Night of the Vogelscheuches
Title: The Night of the Vogelscheuches
Genre: Grimm
Word Count: 4,406
Rating: PG-13
Prompt:
For the full story, click on the title. My thanks to nursesparky for her beta on this, despite knowing nothing about Grimm!
A taste:
The girl stumbled through the pumpkin patch, tripping over the vines while the leaves rasped at her legs. It sounded like a hundred Vogelscheuches were on her heels when she knew there was only one. One was enough.
She’d already seen it slice her father in two and rip her mother apart. She was the only one left of her family and she was going to do what she did best - hide.
Her parents scolded her and even went so far as to punish her for her propensity, but now she felt as if she’d been preparing for this moment her whole life.
She headed for the barn and the hay loft. She knew they couldn’t climb, but first she had to get there.
She fell and the Vogelscheuche loomed over her. She screamed and a bird suddenly appeared. It was one of her pet doves and it fluttered in Vogelscheuche’s face, as if determined to give her a chance of escape.
She scrambled to her feet and ran ever faster. The barn door was heavy and she struggled to get it open, then she wisely closed and bolted it from the inside.
She headed for the hayloft, taking the rungs two at a time. Once up, she kicked the ladder over. She’d worry about getting down when and if the time came. That accomplished, she dug her way into the hay. It was good she was Reinigen. She didn’t stop until she reached the barn wall and huddled against it, biting her lip to keep silent.
She heard the doors shatter from the blows of the sickles at the end of the Vogelscheuche’s arms.
“Where are you, Reinigen? It’s your time!”
She heard the sound of the ladder being propped up and she caught her breath. Surely, it couldn’t climb without proper hands or feet.
Suddenly the hay parted and the jack o lantern face of the Vogelscheuche leered at her.
“There you are.” And it drew back an arm to dispatch Grimm justice.
Genre: Grimm
Word Count: 4,406
Rating: PG-13
Prompt:
For the full story, click on the title. My thanks to nursesparky for her beta on this, despite knowing nothing about Grimm!
A taste:
The girl stumbled through the pumpkin patch, tripping over the vines while the leaves rasped at her legs. It sounded like a hundred Vogelscheuches were on her heels when she knew there was only one. One was enough.
She’d already seen it slice her father in two and rip her mother apart. She was the only one left of her family and she was going to do what she did best - hide.
Her parents scolded her and even went so far as to punish her for her propensity, but now she felt as if she’d been preparing for this moment her whole life.
She headed for the barn and the hay loft. She knew they couldn’t climb, but first she had to get there.
She fell and the Vogelscheuche loomed over her. She screamed and a bird suddenly appeared. It was one of her pet doves and it fluttered in Vogelscheuche’s face, as if determined to give her a chance of escape.
She scrambled to her feet and ran ever faster. The barn door was heavy and she struggled to get it open, then she wisely closed and bolted it from the inside.
She headed for the hayloft, taking the rungs two at a time. Once up, she kicked the ladder over. She’d worry about getting down when and if the time came. That accomplished, she dug her way into the hay. It was good she was Reinigen. She didn’t stop until she reached the barn wall and huddled against it, biting her lip to keep silent.
She heard the doors shatter from the blows of the sickles at the end of the Vogelscheuche’s arms.
“Where are you, Reinigen? It’s your time!”
She heard the sound of the ladder being propped up and she caught her breath. Surely, it couldn’t climb without proper hands or feet.
Suddenly the hay parted and the jack o lantern face of the Vogelscheuche leered at her.
“There you are.” And it drew back an arm to dispatch Grimm justice.