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A soul wanders through a dense forest until she comes upon a circle of tall trees with an odd color of bark. She stands in the center, her figure is transparent. Her long white gown flows in a breeze that is not even there. Her hair that was once in an elegant bun hung down in loose, messy locks. Her skin is pale as is her hair. She turns toward you and softly, yet loud enough to be heard, she speaks.

T'was a long time ago, longer now than it seems

In a place that perhaps you've seen in your dreams

For the story you're about to be told

Began with a mystery, centuries old

However, this tale won't begin there

Instead, it's already begun as a living nightmare

What happens now to our little Princess Ami

When she gets caught in between a vampire and our Pumpkin King?

This Halloween tale is about fate

Paths crossing, destiny, and heartbreak

I will tell you of this strange mystery

Involving a murder, lost in history.

A young, fifteen year-old girl with dark blonde hair held up in a ponytail walked along a path in the woods during the dark hours of the night. The moonlight shone in her ocean blue eyes as she came into a clearing in the center of a circle of trees. She wasn't tall but she wasn't short either. She wore a black and purple tattered, floor-length gown with long sleeves that belled out around her skinny arms. A strong breeze picked up, blowing her strange costume in a way that gave her a haunting demeanor. Around her head was a silver circlet with a blue tear-drop gem in the front also reflected the moon's pale yellow light. Deathly silent, she slowly raised her hand to one of the trees that had a door in the shape of a Jack-O-Lantern, grasped it, and pulled it open.

A black wind came howling out of the hollow tree, picking up leaves as it encircled the young girl. It then quickly sucked her into the tree and she never made a sound. The pumpkin door then slammed shut and the sound echoed into the night. Nothing then was left to tell of her presence once standing there in the circle of trees.

However, the cold, bleak silence on the other side of the portal was broken.

"AAAHHHH!" The girl in the purple and black outfit let out an "Oof!" as she landed flat on her back. "Oww…" she gazed up into the night sky, "That never happened before. These past few days have been nothing but weird. First the mirror, then my magic, and now this"

She got up on her feet and brushed the dirt off herself before she started to walk down the old dirt path that led into town.

"I'm sure I've woken up the entire town by now." The teenager mumbled as she drug her feet as she walked along the road. "It would be ironic if I did because then I would've woke the dead." She then reached into her pocket and brought out a letter, "I wonder why Jack wanted me to come as soon as possible, must be really urgent." She then folded the letter back up and stuffed it into her pocket.

A few minutes after she arrived into town, she walked up to a house that looked like that of a warped home in a children's story book, only creepier. She opened the gate and winced as it creaked, the last thing she wanted to do was really wake someone up. She quietly tip-toed over to the side of the house, looked up and sees a balcony. With hardly any effort at all, she rose into the air and up to the open terrace above her. She landed gracefully outside the large window and reached out to the handle of the sliding-glass door. When she pulled on it, the glass wouldn't move. She glared at it in frustration when she realized it was locked. She reached into one of her long sleeves and brought out a small brown book with an emerald encircled by diamonds on the cover.

She opened it to the page she needed and outstretched her hand toward the door, "Effrego obfirmo." She whispered.

A faint 'click' was heard. She tried the door again, this time it slid open with ease. She smirked in triumph and entered the room. She looked around and saw that the bedroom door was closed and no other presence was in there besides her. She let out a sigh of relief before yawning. She walked over to the bed, then took off her shoes, and placed her circlet crown on the beside table. She then got under the covers and began to drift off into a peaceful slumber. 'I missed this place so much.' was her last fleeting thought before she succumbed to a blissful sleep.

The pumpkin sun's light slowly filled her room with its warm glow, gently rousing her from her slumber. Her eyes opened slowly to reveal her beautiful blue orbs, the same color as the gem on her crown that had been set on the nightstand. Quietly, she sat up and stretched her arms above her head. She pulled the covers completely off of her and got out of bed. She walked over to the large, full-length mirror in a corner of the room and made a disgusted face at what she saw. Her hair was an absolute mess. Shaking her head, she turned to the chest of drawers and pulled out one of the small ones on the top row. She reached in and grabbed a brush. Then, yanking out her hair tie she brushed out the knots and tangles in her almost waist-length hair. The sun's light made her natural highlights glimmer in the morning daylight. She then put her hair up into a ponytail and then turned back to the mirror.

"Much better." She smiled and looked at her crown still on the bedside table, "Should I wear it or not?" she asked herself aloud. She shrugged her shoulders, grasped the silver circlet, and gently placed it upon her head. The blue gem sparkled radiantly from the sun's beams. She smiled at her appearance again and for some reason, the memory of the woman appearing in her hand mirror flashed in her mind. She looked into her mirror confused but decided to just shrug the whole thing off as just a hallucination. She then headed toward her door.

"I'm sure he's up by now," she said as she glanced at the grandfather clock.

She then exited her room and walked down the corridor until she reached the spiral stairwell. An idea popped into her head and she smirked mischievously. She levitated herself and ascended the stairs by gliding just above them. She reached the top of the staircase and saw an extremely tall skeleton in a pinstripe suit, looking out his windows toward town, he seemed as though he was lost in his thoughts. Grinning wickedly again, she made her way across the room, moving nearer to him, still levitated above the tile floor as not to make a sound.

"BOO!" she shouted. What happened next was a sight that amused her greatly.

The skeleton jumped high in the air, like a startled cat, and whipped around with a shocked expression on his face.

The young sorceress landed her feet on the ground while pointing her finger in his direction, laughing hysterically. "Got you Jack!" she laughed again.

"Amelia!" Jack said, still recovering from actually being snuck up on by the young girl.

"And you call yourself the Master of Fright?" she put her hands on her hips, her laughter had reduced to snickers.

Jack glared at her, but apparently her amusement was contagious because he started to chuckle as well. "Ok, ok I'll give you that one." It finally registered in his mind that the young girl who stood before him was indeed the little frightened child that he had met all those years ago, "Ami, is that really you?"

"The one and only!" she grinned proudly.

"Ha! I didn't recognize you at first!" Jack laughed, "My how you've grown, you look fantastic!"

"Thanks." She blushed at the compliment.

He held his arms out for a hug to which she gratefully complied. "You've certainly shot up." He commented when they finally released each other.

It was true. She now hit him a few inches below his shoulder where as when she was little she had barely reached up to his waist.

Amelia beamed up at him. "What is it that you needed me so urgently?"

"Oh, that's right!" Jack snapped his fingers as he remembered why he had sent her that letter, "Come over here," he gestured for her to come closer to the window. "Tell me what you see." He spoke, looking out toward the city as she walked up and stood next to him.

"Um…Halloween Town?" She answered with confusion.

"Precisely!" he said with enthusiasm.

She looked up to him and raised an eyebrow, "I'm sorry Jack, but I'm not following."

He looked at her and smiled, "Halloween Town is all yours!"

"What!" she exclaimed, much to his amusement because he then started laughing.

"That's just a little payback," he states and she heaves a sigh of relief, "But," he continued, "I am actually rather serious."

"Huh!" her shock returned.

"You see Amelia," he looked back toward the town, "I'm handing the reins of this year's Halloween over to you. I want to see what you're capable of for when the day comes that you do take the throne and everything that comes with it." He then turned back toward her.

"Ohh," she finally understood, but then a thought occurred to her, "But Halloween is only three months away! Surely I need more time than that!" she spoke directly to him.

"Yes but you already have the theme for the celebration." He stated.

"I do?" she was having the worst day so far trying to understand the Pumpkin King's strange logic.

"Yes, I would like to see you incorporate how humans celebrate Halloween into our Halloween!" he gestured toward the city below them.

"Oh I see!" her mind had begun to come up with many ideas for what they could do. "But is this even ok with the townspeople?"

"Ah, already thinking like a true leader." He stated before answering, "Yes they agreed, it wasn't easy convincing them at first, but I finally persuaded them to see my point of view." He looked off to the side away from her, "Which would be that I promised that you would have an entirely original celebration that the town was sure to enjoy."

"Oh thanks, no pressure at all." She said sarcastically. "Besides, I'm not sure if I can run a town yet all by myself, let alone an entire holiday."

"Don't worry," he looked back at her, "I'll be there to help you every step of the way, promise."

She smiled up at him, silently giving her thanks for the comforting thought.

Suddenly, loud barks were heard and a ghostly dog with long ears zoomed into the room. He flew right through the young sorceress before he turned around and nuzzled her face.

"I missed you too Zero!" she giggled at the dog's sweet intentions. She patted him on the head which earned her a happy smile from the floating spirit. "Did Jack tell you that I'm in charge of Halloween this year?"

The ghost dog nodded gleefully and flew upward and zoomed around in a circle.

"I can tell you're excited." She laughed as Zero then flew around her in an upward spiral.

"Alright Ami," Jack clapped his hands together, "We're holding a town meeting tonight and you'll be announcing your big plans for Halloween."

Her eyes went wide as she turned to face him, "What! I don't have anything organized yet! I-I need time to work on this!"

"Exactly! That's why we need to get to work straight away!" He began to walk over to his vast library, "I know you can do it, I have complete faith in you. After all, you are the expert on how humans celebrate our horrible holiday!" He climbed his ladder that slid along the bookcase and began searching through some of the books.

"Um, what are you looking for?" she asked.

"A book about humans and their holiday traditions. I know I have one here somewhere." He scratched the top of his head and then pushed himself over to the next set of books. He pulled out one and skimmed a few of the pages, "Ah ha! Here it is!" he exclaimed as he shut the book and climbed down the ladder.

He walked over to the teen sorceress and handed her the book. She began looking through a few of the pages, her eyebrow quirked as she read. She then flipped back to one of the first pages, "Copyright 1901. Jack you realize that this book is a little out-dated right?"

He scratched the back of his head and laughed sheepishly, "I suppose it is." He then took the book and placed it back in its proper place on one of the shelves. "Well then I suppose we'll start from scratch." He began to walk toward his desk but then he suddenly turned on his heel to face her, "Oh and by the way, that scaring me bit that you did, never leaves this room."

"Of course Jack." She smiled and nodded politely. When he turned back around she muttered under her breath, "Scaredy skeleton."

He whipped around again and narrowed his eyes at her. She just smiled innocently and waved her hand.

"You've certainly gained a sharp tongue, haven't you?" He smirked, arching a would-be eyebrow.

She just put a hand on her hip and stuck her chin up in the air as she walked past him toward his desk.

Jack just shook his head and smiled.

She sat down at his desk in his tall chair and snapped her fingers. Sketch paper and a few pencils appeared. His eyes widened in surprise to see that she has already learned a few new tricks on her own. She began to jot down notes of what she wanted for the celebration and, using another piece of paper, began to sketch out decorations. Jack was impressed at how fast she worked and her artistic abilities. Sure she didn't have the most legible handwriting in the world but her sketches were amazing. She depicted the town square really well and her décor ideas were astounding.

"Interesting," he muttered as he grasped his chin in thought and he studied her drawings.

She apparently didn't hear him because she kept on writing her scrawl across the one paper and then sketching it out on the other. This went on for a few hours before she was finally finished. She ended up with many drawings of different places in the town and many, many notes.

She let out a deep breath from exhaustion, "Have a look." She gestured toward her pile.

He eagerly picked up the sketches nodding his head in approval. He was also able to interpret her notes and really liked the overall plan. "Yes, this will do quite nicely!" he turned toward her, "Excellent job Ami! Very impressive." He set her plans back on the desk and placed his hand on her shoulder. "It's only been a few hours and I'm already even more proud of you."

She smiled up at him but she looked back down as she felt a light blush begin to spread its way across her cheeks. "Thank you."

"Well I think we've been inside long enough," he spoke as he removed his hand and began to walk toward the staircase, "What do you say we walk around town for a bit?" he turned around and smiled at her.

"You bet!" she exclaimed excitedly, quickly got up from the chair and hurried down the stairs.

"You haven't changed a bit." He laughed and followed her down.

When they got outside, they didn't even get half way to the town square before they were stopped by someone.

"Well if it isn't the little terror!" The taller one of the petite witches greeted.

"How dreadful it is to see you again Amelia." The shorter one spoke.

"Oh yes, how awful it is to be back!" said sorceress was now very fluent in "Halloween speak."

"Oh wait, we should be addressing her as princess now." The taller one stated and then bowed, her companion quickly following the example.

"Please, that isn't necessary." Said royal waved her hand for emphasis.

"Oh but it is!" the smaller witch exclaimed after standing straight again.

"Not everyday Halloween Town has a new royal you know." The other witch commented. "I can't wait until the town meeting tonight."

"Yes and what a horrible announcement it will be!" the shorter one piped in. They both let out a high-pitched cackle and went on their way.

"A horrible one indeed!" the young sorceress proclaimed before she and Jack resumed their leisurely walk through the town.

Ooohhh She's going to be in charge of Halloween! O What will happen? Review and I type faster :)