Phew! My first Beetlejuice fanfic has already begun! This is the story of my fan character, Lina Batrice, and bascially her life (and afterlife) story. She's best friend and Lady-In-Waiting to Prince Vince, my favourite character (aside from Beetlejuice and Lydia, obv.) She's a bat. If you're interested to learn more about her, see my fan art on deviantart - my username is GlassEyedGirl (there's also a link on my profile page here.)
So, as this is my first fanfic, please don't be too harsh with reviews. J'adore critcism and comments! This is so I can share my love for Beetlejuice with other fans, and make a contribution to the dead guy. He's awesome!
Anyway, enjoy! :]
Prologue - Foreword
'The last enemy that shall be destroyed is Death.' - 1 Corinthians 15:26
Life exists after death. The church preaches it, the poets write about it, the lovers sing of it. It was - and still is, I suppose - a statement that inspires hope and fear into the heart of a human being. Hope, because they can't imagine simply not existing. Fear, because despite their hope, they continuously doubt their faith.
Such vain, foolish idiots. Though, huh, I'm one to talk. It's been - centuries? - since I breathed the living air in deeply, felt my dormant heart pumping in my chest, living blood coursing through my veins, my being. I've never had to worry about catching cold, nor have I felt real human pain since those days. No cuts, no bruises, except maybe a few permanent scars - to remember. It's what we all have in common here, in this place.
But that was a long, long time ago, so I easily forget. I don't even look human. I'd give anything to remember what the real me looked like, who I once was…
My name is Lina Batrice, and this is my story.