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Chapter 1: New home, old life, ghostly surprise
"We're finally here!" My aunt shrieked in her high-pitched, sickly sweet voice. The kind that she uses when she's about to beat the crap out of me. I uncurl from the fetal position that I had been in to avoid opening the hole in my stomach on the way to the house. The house itself was a wonderful sight; Three stories, pure white and settled neatly on a hill. It was something only an artist could paint on a canvas. My aunt stopped, then scurried out to inspect the outside. "It won't be so bad after you give it a good wash." She turned to me, and grabbed me by my shirt collar. "Once we get inside, get the cleaning supplies and start in the kitchen. I'm going out to check out the town tonight and I don't want this house to be a mess when I get back in the morning." I nodded quickly, biting my lip with pain. She let go of me, then ran over to the movers to flirt with them. I wanted to die right there.
"Oh, Amber, I'm going out. The house had better be clean when I get home in the morning." My aunt shrieked once again again, slamming the front door behind her. I sighed, winced in pain and kept scrubbing the kitchen floor. The pain in my stomach had dulled to a light throbbing, but it still hurt. At least it wasn't bleeding. I got up slowly and slammed the scrub brush down on the ground. 'She wants me to clean the whole house? It'll take hours!' I felt hot tears at the edge of my hazel eyes, threatening to spill over. I wanted to die so badly. All I wanted right now was for my suffering to come to an end.
The Neitherworld...........
A lone figure hid in the darkness of the room, staring at the tall floor length mirror that hung on the wall. "Oh, when is she gonna call me? It's been five years, but it feels like an eternity!" He shouted, slamming his fist into the wall behind him. "Monsuier Beetlejuice! Must you hit te' wall so hard!" A skeleton opened the door, tapping his finger against the door knob. "Hey, leave me alone, you old bag of bones." Beetlejuice glared at him, then turned back to his position. "I want her back so bad. But I know she's not there anymore, jauqes." He leaned his head back, pushing his blonde hair back. Jauqes sighed and walked out, muttering a number of inteligable curses. Beetlejuice got up and kindof floated toward the mirror, glancing over his shoulder. "If she won't come to me, I'll go to her."
The Living world..............
I sighed as I finished polishing the furniture, plopping down on the couch. "Finally finished. And it's only midnight. I think I'll go unpack and then go to bed." I muttered, grabbing my suitcase and heading up the stairs. I had chosen the room at the end of the hall, hoping to get away from my aunt. I struggled to pull the suitcase in, for my side started to hurt. I gasped in pain, landing on the bare mattress left behind by the former occupants. I closed my eyes and bit my lip, trying to ignore the pain.
Knock! Knock!
I jumped at the sound, catching my breath. That's when I noticed the mirror. And a shadowed figure within it. I willed myself to get up, clutching my side. "Who are you?" I asked, coming closer to the mirror. "I'm afraid I can't say my name, but I should ask you the same question. Who are you?" The figure mocked me, then slipped halfway through the mirror. I gasped as he grinned at me, an estranged feeling overcoming me. His face is what got me the most. Light purple skin, toxic green eyes and blonde hair that fell into his face. His grin got bigger as the blush on my face got deeper. "Um...I'm Amber. I just moved in here and-"
"You're hurt."
"Yes, I know. My aunt stabbed me."
"Stabbed you? That bitch! Just say my name and I'll kick her ass!"
"Um, but I don't know your name."
He paused for a minute, then pulled out a piece of paper from the mirror."Well now, can't have that can we? Here's my card." I gulped as I took the piece of paper from his hand, glimpsing at the blood red fingernails the were attached to his cold, purple colored hand. "Um, Betelguese?" I asked, reading the card. His eyes narrowed at me. "Flip the damn thing over." I gulped, then flipped it over to the other side. "Oh, beetlejuice." His grin returned, and he came out of the mirror a little, revealing his black and white pin stripped suit.
"Say it again, babes."
"Beetlejuice."
"One more time, toots."
"Beetlejuice!" I shouted the last one, grabbing his outstretched hand. He then pulled me into the mirror, laughing like a maniac. "WHA-WHA-WHAT THE HELL!" I screamed, watching as my world melted away into an eerie blackness. Beetlejuice was laughing once again, pulling me closer to him. I screamed at the top of my lungs, but he wouldn't let go. Finally, his face and horrible started to fade as I felt my entire body go limp, letting the comforting darkness surround my conciousness.
This is my first time writing a beetlejuice fanfic, so please be nice to me! I haven't seen the cartoon in a long time, ever since I was a little kid. Also, I've seen a lot of pics with beetlejuice done anime-style. And I hope to have another chapter out soon for the rest of my stories. I want reviews too! If you do, I'll give you a cookie!