Nightmares ~[Grimm X Reader]~

~ Chapter 23: The Huntress ~

WARNING: This chapter is a bit sadder and eludes and hints at more serious topics (ex. self-harm, and assault). If you are deeply triggered by serious topics such as these, feel free to skip. This chapter only covers personal information on Isa, Grimm's mother. Thank you and enjoy the chapter!

After some time spent with Grimmy and Grimm earlier in the day, he offered to put Grimmy down for a nap. This allowed you to have some alone time, as you walked through the halls of the tent. Grimmkin would bow to you, and greet you as,

"Lady, Y/n." It made you feel a sense of confidence you had not felt in ages. Though you knew it wouldn't last forever if something was not done about the ritual altogether. As you thought about the ritual and your promise to Isa to try and stop it, you passed Divine who greeted you,

"Good afternoon my dear! Chilly weather isn't it."

"Indeed it is..." You said before remembering what Isa had said about Divine knowing her sacrifices and you could possibly learn from them. "Wait, Divine!" You stopped her and she turned to you with a puzzled face. "I... I need to talk to you about something. You're the only one who can help me." You then added.

"Well, what do you need to talk about?" She turned to you fully and you sighed

"Can we possibly talk about this in private? In your tent perhaps?"

"Of course, of course! Come with me." She then ushered you back to her tent.

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Divine poured you a cup of cinnamon tea which you had grown accustomed to quickly. Sitting at a small table across from one another as she then settled herself down. She picked up her cup and spoke then.

"Now what did you wish to speak to me about, my dear?" After that, she took a sip of tea.

"I want to know about Isa..." You mumbled and Divine looked close to spitting her tea out at the name. Though she swallowed it and used her napkin to wipe her mouth. A look of surprise and shock in her eyes as she looked down at the table.

"I... Isa. She was... Um."

"Grimm's mother. Please, Divine... It's hard to explain but I want to hear her story. I understand it isn't for the light of heart but..." You trailed off, not sure what else to say. Divine let out a somber sigh as she looked back up to you.

"She travels through dreams my dear, she gained that after passing... I am sure you met her there too. She visits me sometimes as well." She admitted, placed one of her hands on top of yours. "I'll tell you the story. The story of a beautiful dragonfly huntress, the best in her tribe. Only trying to do what she thought was best..."

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In a land far from Hollownest, a tribe of dragonflies native to the land lived out their lives. Colorful bodies from all ranges of the rainbow equipped with light and fast flapping wings. They were fierce and strong-willed bugs, loyal to their families and ancestries. The entire tribe was held up by strong warriors who helped defend and collect food.

One young woman stood high above the rest, fast winged and sharp nail. Her striking lavender body and exquisitely short but fast wings made her look so rare. You would assume she would have a cold or self-centered heart with how they thought highly of her, but that was far from the case. She was a sweet woman, who helped children and aided the elders. A true woman of pride, honesty, and chivalry. This was Isa.