[A/N: I got this idea from another fanfic, and thought it would be fun to try on The Nanny!]
Disclaimer: I don't own The Nanny, but if I did it would still be airing to this day:)
Summary: When the Sheffields go to a mansion in the Hampton Bays, a terrifying tragedy is reawakened from CC's past. Strange things start happening around the mansion, and near death expierences. Will everything from CC's past be resolved, or will a certain butler uncover the darkest secrets of all?
Prologue
Summer 1973
The hot sun filtered through the blue sky as Chastity Clair Babcock looked out the window of her father's new car that was running down the never ending highway of Long Island, New York. Her long blonde hair blew in the wind that came through her mother's open window in front of her as she listened to the radio.
In all of the blonde's fourteen years, for once in her life, this seemed like it was going to be the first time her entire family got along. She looked to her right to see her older brother and sister sitting next to her. Her older brother, Noel at the age of seventeen was not happy to be leaving the city, as he said he had just gotten a new girlfriend and didn't want to leave her for two months straight. She knew he would survive though. Her older sister Danielle, who was barely a year older than her sat and listened to her headphones, trying to ignore her family.
Chastity smiled and looked back out of the window to see a break in the trees, to where she could see the blue ocean in the distance.
"Daddy, how much longer is it going to be?" she asked leaning in between her parents in the front seats. Her father smiled and looked back at her.
"About half an hour," Stuart said, looking ahead of him, wanting to get to the beach house.
Chasity and Danielle were invited to Camille Vanderbault's mansion on the island in Southampton. Four other girls from Nightingale Bamford Girls' Academy were also invited, all of which were Chastity and Danielle's best friends.
Thirty minutes later, the Babock's Cadillac pulled through the large gates of the Vanderbault Mansion, tall trees looming over the long drive. Chastity smiled as she saw her friends piled out of the front door of the large three story mansion. As soon as her father parked the car, Chasity opened the door and jumped out, her long hair floating in the wind.
She ran up and hugged her best friend she hadn't seen in two weeks.
"Camille!" she said, hugging the brunette girl with striking green eyes. They pulled away and looked at each other.
"Look at you!" Chastity said, smiling. Camille smacked her shoulder lightly.
"I love your outfit!" Camille said, pointing to Chasity's blue tank top and white shorts that showed off her long legs. Chastity smiled.
"It's not often we get to see each other without those dreadful uniforms!" she teased. She looked back toward her mother and father.
"We'll be fifteen minutes away in Southampton if you need anything!" Stuart said, giving her and Danielle their luggage. Both girls smiled and ran into the large mansion with the other girls, not knowing what this summer was to hold for them.
The rest of the summer was filled with swimming at the beach, running through the beautiful forests by the mansion, learning how to surf. It was the best summer Chasity had ever had, until the last day before they were to leave for New York City the next day.
Chasity was woken up late that night by Ivanah, one of her friends, a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes like her.
"Chastity, wake up, we're going to have some fun before we all have to leave tomorrow," the dim lit girl said. Chastity got up and changed out of her short shorts and into some comfy pants before following her sister and Ivanah down the hall to where the other girls were sleeping. The three of them walked into the room to see all the girls already up, waiting for them.
Camille smiled.
"Everybody here?" she asked, everyone nodded. She pulled out a board from under her bed, and walked out the door, everybody following her.
"Danielle, what are we doing?" Chastity asked her sister. Danielle shrugged, her dark blonde hair put up into a ponytail and her dark green eyes filled with excitement.
All six girls followed Camille down into the den, a tall room with a TV and sitting area. They walked past there until she stopped at a door that nobody noticed until then. Camille smiled, her light green eyes filled with a mischievous grin.
"Okay, girls, this is the cellar. Back in the prohibition, my parents said that my great great grandfather and his brothers would come down here to drink alcohol and sell it to other men illegally!" she said. All the girls smiled and looked at each other.
"You all have shoes on, right?" she asked, they all nodded. Chastity looked down at her sock covered feet, then up at her sister.
"Those will be fine," Danielle said, annoyed.
Camille opened the door to reveal a wooden staircase leading down to blackness. She grabbed a candle from the fireplace mantel, and lit it with a match. She started to walk down the stairs, and everyone followed her. Chastity gripped onto her sister's hand as they closed the door behind them, seeing sillouetes of broken bottles, crates, and barrels in the dirty, stone walled room.
Chastity took a deep breath, and could still smell the alcohol in the air.
"What are we going to do?" Amanda, a red headed girl with clear grey eyes asked, obviously scared. Camille smiled and pulled the board out from her blanket.
It was a ouija board.
Chastity's eyes widened when she saw the various letters and numbers on the board, and the heart shaped carved piece of wood laid on top of it.
"No way," she said, stepping back, secretly having a fear of paranormal things. Camille looked at her.
"Come on, Chastity! What's the worst that can happen? It'll be fun!" she said. Danielle looked at her younger sister, her eyes boring into her.
"Do it," she said under her breath to where no one else could hear her. Chastity looked at all the girls, and then stepped back into their circle, having a bad feeling about this.
Camille placed the candle in front of the board, where it lit up all the girls' faces who were now sitting in a circle around it, Camille facing it and holding the heart shaped wood.
"Now, we all have to hold hands," Camille said. Chastity held on to her sister's and Amanda's. Camille smiled.
"Good. Now, I will be the summoner, if anything bad happens, it will happen to me, okay?" she said like she was talking to little children instead of fourteen and fifteen year old girls, most of them older than her.
"Who wants to ask the first question?" she asked, looking at Chastity with an evil grin. Chastity hesitantly nodded.
"I will," she said quietly. Camille nodded and placed the heart onto the board. Chastity took a deep breath, and started to speak.
"Is there any spirit here with us tonight?" she asked, her voice shaking. The room was silent as all the girls looked around the dark cellar. There was no sound. Chastity looked at her sister, who was obviously scared now by the way she gripped her hand. The girls looked behind each other.
Everybody gasped when they heard a scraping sound, and looked back at Camille, who was now jaggedly moving the heart to 'yes'. Camille's face was bent low, unable to be seen by her dark locks of hair covering her face.
Chastity's heart started to quickly beat, something was definitely going on. The room was quiet until Ivanah spoke.
"W-What is your name?" she stuttered.
Camille's body shifted sharply, and the heart moved across the board to the 'C'. The heart moved around the board until it spelled out C-A-M-I-L-L-E. All the girls turned pale.
"Camille this isn't funny," Danielle said, her voice evidently shaking. Chastity gripped her sister's hand tightly.
"How did you die?" Amanda asked, looking at Camille. All the girls looked at her, fear in all their faces. The terrifying sound of the wood scratching on the board sounded again. Camille's body shook slightly, as she raggedly spelled out 'Not Yet'.
Chastity's eyes widened, and her heart stopped. Camille's face was still unable to be seen, her hair touching the board and acting as a cover.
"Something's not right here," Chastity said. Everybody looked at her.
They turned their head back to Camille when the heard the heart moving again. Chastity paled as it moved to 'yes'. Amanda looked at Chastity.
A breeze went through the cellar, and the candle sputtered out, leaving all the girls in darkness. All they could hear was the sound of the heart scratching on the board.
The candle flickered on again, and all the girls screamed as they saw Camille's face.
Her skin was deathly pale, and her eyes were no longer green, instead they were completely black, the whites of her eyes gone.
"Chastity," Camille said, in a voice that was more like a hiss than a voice itself.
Camille smiled, showing her teeth that had a reddish tint. Chastity's heart stopped, she let go of Danielle's and Amanda's hand, breaking the circle. In a blink of an eye, Camille screamed and jumped onto Chastity, pulling her hair and scratching at her arms.
Chastity screamed for her sister. All the girls watched in horror until finally, Ivanah jumped on top of Camille.
Danielle pulled Chastity away, who was now crying at all the blood dribbling down her arms and neck. On the other side of the cellar, Ivanah and Samantha had pinned down Camille, who now had her back arched in an unhuman way.
Camille screamed, her voice sounding like a million voices combined.
Ivanah pinned down Camille's legs, until she was kicked across the room and against a barrel where she lay unconscious. One of the girls ran to her. Amanda, terrified, ran to Camille, and stood over her.
"Camille! Stop it!" she screamed, everybody covering their ears. Camille quickly stood, and jumped onto Amanda, scratching at the girl's face, blood on her hands.
"No!" Chastity yelled from the corner. All the girls screamed as in one swift move, Camille grabbed Amanda's neck, and quickly snapped it. Amanda's body lay lifeless, her faces gouged and bloody. Chastity covered her eyes, crying.
Camille stood up and looked at all the girls. her eyes turned from the retched black back to green. Her voice came back to normal for once split second.
"I'm so sorry," her faint voice said before her eyes closed, and she collapsed on the ground right there.
Ever since that day, Chastity had never gone back there.
Ivanah was taken to the hospital, where she was treated for a severe concussion. Several other girls like Samantha were given a few stitches where they had gotten bad gashes. Amanda was killed that night from a broken neck and loss of bleeding.
Camille also died, from no known reason. The girls had a hard time explaining what happened that night.
Chastity was taken to the hospital, where she was treated for her cuts and scratches. Danielle and Chastity were taken out of Nightingale Bamford Academy, and were moved and became Debutantes.
The remaining five girls who survived that night, never spoke to each other again. Traumatized from that day.
Four of the five girls, Chastity and Danielle included, took therapy to explain that awful night. Ivanah, Samantha, and Danielle moved away from New York after they graduated. Chastity saw her sister once in a while, but not often. She never saw Ivanah or Samantha.
She heard that Ivanah was in Los Angeles with a husband and two kids, and Samantha had moved back to Ireland with her family. She didn't know where to go, so she stayed in New York.
When she was a Debutante, she met a girl named Sara Patterson, who had just moved from London. They quickly became best friends at the age of seventeen, and spent all their time together. From there she ended up graduating. She met Niles, the boy with sandy blonde hair and deep blue eyes that she had a crush on, and Maxwell, her future boss and best friend's boyfriend.
She would always remember that day, at Vanderbault Mansion, and she would always have nightmares about it.
So there was the first chapter! I hope you guys like it! Should I continue? If I do, I have much more to come! It gets better from here, so please review!
