|The Nightmare of Amelia Brave
Author: Mystic Spirit Angel PM
Amelia is 15 and has returned to Halloween Town by Jack's request. He gives her control over Halloween for the year! But what happens when there's a new arrival in town, a devilishly handsome vampire by the name of Alucard? Better summary inside.Rated: Fiction T - English - Mystery/Adventure - Jack S. - Chapters: 29 - Words: 75,183 - Reviews: 293 - Favs: 91 - Follows: 35 - Updated: 04-07-09 - Published: 05-07-08 - Status: Complete - id: 4242665
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Summary:Amelia is fifteen and is being haunted by some mysterious ghost who strangely looks just like her. Shortly after her first encounter with the spirit, she returns to Halloween Town by Jack's request. Jack is handing over the crown to her, only temporarily, to be in charge of this year's Halloween! But what happens when Amelia begins to become distracted by Halloween Town's latest newcomer, a devilishly handsome vampire by the name of Alucard? Just how does Jack's mysterious past fit into all of this? Read and find out.
Hello readers! Here it is, the sequel to The Nightmare on Hallow's Eve. Read, enjoy, and review!
My name is Amelia Brave. I'm your typical, average sixteen year-old. I go to school, I have friends, and I have a good family and a good home. Though, like some girls, I'm the kind that is considered to be on the "weird" side of the popular spectrum. So I like creepy and scary stuff, big whoop. So what if a bat is my favorite animal? Somebody has to like that kind of stuff.
But you see that's only half my life. My other half is a secret that must be kept from everyone else in the known world because no one else knows we exist alongside another realm, a realm where the holidays come to life, literally. Oh and just to add a little more to the weird factor, I'm a princess in that realm. Not just any princess, oh no. I am the Princess of Halloween, aka The Pumpkin Princess. How I loathe that last title. Don't ask me why, I just despise it with a passion.
Even more so to add to my double life, I found the realm of the holidays when I was nine. I entered the Jack-o-Lantern shaped door on Hallow's Eve and ended up in a place called Halloween Town. There I was found by The Pumpkin King, Jack Skellington. He is the king of all Halloween and my dearest friend. He helped me to overcome my fears and to defeat the greatest of them all, The Boogie Man. Yeah, it sounds lame but it's the truth and because of my saving the town from the notorious monster, Jack named me his heir to the throne. Oh, did I forget to mention that Jack is an undead skeleton in a pinstripe suit? If you think that's strange well that's pretty much what all the citizens of Halloween Town are, undead. Monsters, zombies, ghosts, ghouls, you name it. Any kind of creature you've seen in your nightmares is a member of this town.
So how do I fit into all of this? Well it's rather simple, a lie. No one in Halloween Town, except Jack, knows that I'm really a human. Everyone there thinks I'm a sorceress because there I have magical powers. How, you ask? It's because any time a human walks into Halloween, they become the costume that they're wearing. I just so happened to be wearing a sorceress costume when I landed there by mistake.
Anyway, where I'm going to start this off is when I was fifteen and hadn't visited Halloween Town since I was twelve. Honestly, I tried to return but it's really hard. Especially since I'm a teenager and my parents do not want me to be outside, alone, at night. However I was able to keep in touch with Jack by sending him letters via the Holiday Doors when I had just the slightest amount of time to go into the woods.
Jumping subjects, my mother had given me the strangest early-birthday gift, which by the way is ten days before Halloween. She gave me this old, Victorian mirror that apparently has been handed down through the generations and it was my turn to receive it. It's a small, silver hand mirror with roses and vines intricately carved into it. It is actually very pretty and I like it, but there's something odd about it. I don't know exactly what, but I had this strange feeling whenever I picked it up. But what happened last year was really bizarre. It all started one night, I was fifteen and it was only three months before my birthday.
It was late in the evening and the mirror was set beside me on my bed and I just stared at it. I grabbed my brush and began to fix my hair using the old mirror.
Suddenly, something like a white fog appeared in the reflection but it vanished as quickly as it came. "That's strange, I thought I saw something." I asked myself, really not sure if I had just simply imagined it.
I shrugged to myself, put the family heirloom on my bedside table, and turned off the light to go to sleep. In the middle of the night, a storm had come in. The thunder rolled, the rain pelted the ground and the roof, and the lightning that cracked in the sky lit up my room. I woke up with a start and looked at my clock to see what time it was, but before I could even register what it read, the power went out.
"Great." I mumbled in my sleepy state.
I blindly reached over to where my oil lamp was, the one Jack had given me five years back, but I accidentally grabbed the hand mirror instead. I looked up to try and possibly see where the lamp was when the lightning yet again illuminated the room. I found myself looking into the mirror and a face that didn't belong to me. It was that of a young woman who had her hair down in dark curls, like you would see back in the Victorian Era. Her expression was sad yet haunting, but that wasn't the scary part. She looked exactly like me. That was all I was able to comprehend before the light from the storm vanished.
I had let out a squeak in surprise and hastily put the mirror face down, back on the nightstand. Unintentionally, I muttered a spell, "Permissum illic exsisto lux lucis." The lamp I had originally wanted to grab then lit up by itself and filled the room with its warm glow.
'Wha-what just happened?' was all I could think. First, a strange woman who looked just like me but wasn't appeared in my mirror, and then my powers had worked outside of the holiday realm.
'What's going on!?' was my next thought. 'My magic isn't supposed to work in the human realm!' After a moment had passed and I had calmed down I told myself, 'I've got to talk to Jack about this.'
For some reason, my magical abilities took priority when I really should have started to try to figure out who that Victorian lady was. It really would've saved me a lot of trouble I was about to get into if I had.
Ooh, mysterious. What do you think happened? Reveiw and I'll type faster so you can find out. Oh and I promise that the chapters will be longer than this.