[Hello all my super sexy readers. Well this here is my first Sleepy Hollow FanFic. Yes it is an OC one instead of a reader. Enjoy sexy readers!]

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It all started with a Bond. The Bond between Death and Savior...

I hear someone walking behind me and I freeze. The Mark suddenly starts to burn and I grab my wrist. Trying to sooth the pain that I felt there. I turned around to see a man, but not just any man. This man has no head and is wearing a red coat uniform from the Revolutionary War. This man is the horseman of death.

This is not the life that, Elizabeth Crane wanted. No just wanted to be a normal twenty year old female in New York. She is not your typical female though. Being the daughter of the first Witness and a powerful witch. And being sent over two hundred years into the future at the age five. Not to mention being the supposed soul mate of the Headless Horseman.

Yeah she is anything but normal.

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-Character List;
.Elizabeth Crane: The Marked One (Savior)
.Ichabod Crane: The First Witness (Father)
.Headless Horseman: Horseman of Death (Soul mate supposedly)
.Corbin: Sheriff of Sleepy Hollow Police Department (Guardian)

-/-(Chapter One: Pilot)-/-

I am standing on the battlefield. Bullets and gunpowder passing through my body. I have seen all of this before. I know that this is all a dream. I see a man who I know as my father shooting the Horseman of Death. The Horseman gets back up. Then my father does the next best thing and beheads him. They both fall to the ground.

I wake up screaming and feeling pain shooting from my wrist. It is a pain that is creeping from my mark. A mark I was giving to by a demon named Moloch. I remember it as if it were yesterday. Even though it was when I was five over a hundred years ago. I am the soulmate to the Headless horseman. Who made a deal with Moloch to have his soulmate, who he believed to be my mother Katrina. But in reality it was me her first born. When I was marked by Moloch. My father was dead and my mother weak from giving birth to her second child a boy named Henry. She then sent me into the future. Using her last strength to protect me.

At that time I was only five years old and my memory was blocked until I was eighteen. That is when I started having these dreams. For the last two year they have varied. Some being like this one with my father beheading the Horseman of Death. Some of my mother giving birth to my brother. Others of me being marked and or sent through time. Also a few others that are quite unclear.

I am now in the year 2014. A young women of twenty. I know this mark has never burned before. So I know something bad is going to happen. I call my best friend in the world. I know she is probably at work. But I cannot take the risks.

Her name is Victoria Corbin. Her father took me in and we been best friends since. She is also a witch. Like me. Both of our mothers are witches. We share that. She is probably in the hospital but I need to speak with her. She is a surgical resident. A young one at that be only twenty-five.

"Victoria it's me. I know you told me not to call you when you're working. But you should know. My mark the one from Moloch it is burning. I think something may be happening. Something big." I tell her I'm a message.

After I leave the message the pain stops. I know this is just the beginning. Shaking that thought off, I change into a pair of jeans my coat jacket and leather gloves and military boots. I grab my motorcycle keys and head out to get some air. I got on and started driving to the stables on a farm. I always went to see the horses it always calmed me down. I walk in and see a pure white horse with red eyes. I did not find this strange, if the horse wanted to hurt me. I would be hurt by now. I touch the horse's head. He pushes closer to my hand and makes a content horse noise.

I hear someone walking behind me and I freeze. The Mark suddenly starts to burn and I grab my wrist. Trying to sooth the pain that I felt there. I turned around to see a man, but not just any man. This man has no head and is wearing a red coat uniform from the Revolutionary War. This man is the horseman of death. I freeze up as he brought his empty hand to my cheek. I was just standing there frozen in place. I had no idea what to do or what was going on. I swallow the lump in my throat and urge my body to move. My body does not listen to me or my commands his hand stokes my cheek and trails down my body and to my wrist. Once he touches the mark on my wrist there is no more pain and a sense of calm washes over me.

"Putt your weapon down and step away from Elizabeth!" A male voice rings.

I am pulled out of my sense of calm as I look over to the man. It is Corbin the man who took me in. As everything starts to feel normal aging the mark burned as I yank away from him. I shot around the horse and to my former Guardian. Only to be knock aside by the horseman. Hitting the ground. I hit the ground hard blacking out only to hear a voice in my head saying...

"Soon my Love..."

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[Here is chapter one I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did.]