Hi! This is SilverstarsEbonyskies! Since that's really long, just call me by my initials or something… Anyways, I came up with this when I had a little touch of insomnia, that seems to be the way my best ideas come… Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I fail to see the point in writing these. If I were to write something called FANFICTION, then I wouldn't own what I'm basing the fanfiction on would I?


Death's Castle


Summary: (alternate universe) Samantha Manson was in a car crash. She survived with minor injuries, but her mother barely hangs onto life. Sam would do anything to prevent her mother from dieing, but when she comes in contact with the supernatural; her whole life is turned upside down. This is a tale of desperation, friendship, tyranny, mistakes, tortured pasts, and love.


A small black car sped down the road in the inky blackness of the night. Its headlights were turned off and it taillights were smashed badly, fragments of glass hanging off the edges for dear life. The full moon was obscured by the heavy rain clouds that heralded a storm to come. Out of nowhere, a huge moving van crashed into the side of the car at an intersection. The car, badly dented on the driver's side, flipped over and landed heavily on its roof. The van sped away, not even stopping to consider the lives of the ones in the car that it had potentially ruined. Rain fell and lightning filled the sky as the wail of an ambulance signaled its arrival.


Bright light filtered through the glass of the small window and hit the room's occupant in the face. Her eyes fluttered open, revealing them to be an odd purplish shade. All she could see was white. Then she remembered. Fear slammed into her, widening her eyes and making her scramble out of bed. In the back of her mind, she noticed that she wore one of those blue hospital gowns. She scrunched up her nose as the nauseating smell of the typical hospital reached it. A nurse, hearing the noise, rushed into the room as fast as her skinny legs could carry her.

"Samantha Manson, you're awake!" she exclaimed in surprise.

Samantha cringed, obvious dislike in her voice. "Please, call me Sam."

"Well, Sam, do you remember why you are here?" The nurse leaned toward her, as if that would help her speak.

Sam concentrated for a moment, her fuzzy memory taking some time to reassemble itself. "The car…my mom and I were in a car crash when we were going to Amity…"

"Yes, you are in Amity Park Hospital." She confirmed.

"Can I see my mother?" Sam looked at the nurse expectantly.

"Well, um…"

"Can I see my mother?" She repeated impatiently. She had an itching feeling in the back of her mind…

"You see…about your mother…" the nurse fidgeted uncomfortably.

"She's okay, right?" Sam inquired nervously, the fear overtaking her again. "I mean, if I got away without much damage…then she has to be fine, right?" Sam's voice reflected desperation. She felt close to tears, though there were none in her eyes.

"I'll get the doctor." The nurse blurted before she bolted away.

Sam sank back down on top of the bed. She felt like the world was falling under her feet, but she refused to believe that her mother wasn't alright.

She had to be.

A tall weedy man in a white coat hurried in with a small stack of papers in his hands. He stood in front of Sam and fiddled with the paper clip holding the packet together. At last, he sighed and stuck out his hand to shake, as if resigned to the fact that this problem was not going to go away.

"I'm Doctor Dimaric"

"Sam," she replied while shaking his hand.

"You know, it's a miracle you're as well off as you are."

"Huh?" She said, thrown off a bit at the change of subject.

"You escaped with only minor bruises and cuts and a small bump to the back of your head that didn't even cause a concussion. With the damage done to the car, I would have thought you to at least have a few broken bones."

"H-how's my mother?" Sam broke in, she was in no mood to hear about how supposedly "lucky" she was.

"Ah, well, the car was practically decimated when-" he was cut off.

"Just tell me," Sam demanded levelly. She needed to hear that her mother was alright.

He sighed then spoke, "You might want to sit back down." He took another breath, "You see, your mother is in a coma. Nurses are working around the clock to keep her stabilized, and there's a good chance she won't make it." Another breath, "Even if she stays stabilized without too much help…We have no way of knowing if and when she would wake out of her coma. It could be weeks, months, years, or never."

Sam's mind came to an abrupt halt. From the doctor's explanation, her mother was either going to die or simply never wake up. Her mind tried its utmost hardest to reject the truth, even though she knew in her heart that she would have to face it.

It was true, no matter how hard she tried to deny it.

The doctor carefully laid her shell-shocked self back in bed and pulled the curtains shut to block the light that now seemed to glare instead of shine. He left the room, closing the door behind him. It could have been minuets or hours later when she finally fell asleep, Sam couldn't tell in the feigned twilight of the room. She slipped into an uneasy slumber riddled with her fears and remembered dreams of her nightmares at the past she would rather forget.


Redone! This chapter has been edited because the mistakes in it were glaring at me. Unfortunately, this chapter still feels a little off to me.

For those who are wondering, Danny will be in this fic…you'll see.

Another thing…my writing is far from perfect, so any suggestions would be appreciated. Encouragement is always nice too, but criticism will hopefully help me to improve.

Please review for the sake of whatever sanity I have left!