A/N -- OH HAI PEOPLE. I have been gone for a looooooooong time, haven't I? My faithful readers deserve an explanation, so here it is.

As you know, earlier this year I finished my first Coraline multi-chaptered fanfiction, The Forgotten. Then, during the summer, I attempted to press ahead with two other Coraline fanfictions: The Abandoned and Stitches Extended. Unfortunately, neither one of those fine pieces of writing ever came to completion, or even fruition. So don't expect them to be updated.

But recently, I had a dream (literally) that gave me the idea for the one thing that my Coraline fandom never had...a fan character.

This is the sequel to The Forgotten. (I KNOW I SAID A LONG TIME AGO THAT IT WOULD NEVER HAVE A SEQUEL, BUT THINGS CHANGE.) If you've read The Fogotten, great! Come on it. If not, shame on you! Go read it, now! Or, if you don't want to, that's your decision, really...BUT YOU WILL BECOME HORRIBLY CONFUSED SHORTLY.

Actually, everybody's going to be horribly confused after they read the first chapter. Oh, well. It will make sense soon enough...

Okay, I'm done with this rambling note. (First-chapter notes are always rambling.) So sit back, get your reading glasses on, and enter the world of The Incarnate...


The spirit wandered far and wide, everywhere and anywhere, unaffected by the winds and weather. It saw everything there was to see, and then it saw everything else. It was invisible and intangible, and it went unnoticed. In its emotionless non-mind, it felt content.

For awhile.

An immeasurable length of time later, the spirit was lonely. It had sometimes felt this way before, and whenever this occurred, it had gone to look in on the friends it had known in life. But these former companions, who had promised to keep the spirit in their hearts, forgot it. They grew up and changed things, and it was unable to communicate with them, to remind them that it had once been real.

The spirit began to think that it might like to have a body. It HAD had a body, once, but the form had been bound and chained by another, higher being. Its happiness had come when it had been freed from that influence. But now it desired, above all, to become solid again.

So the spirit searched for a budding new life, and found one. It took hold of its opportunity, and gave up complete freedom for a more earthly way.

For a long time, all was dark.

Then, soon enough, the spirit came back into the world – but now, it was not a spirit at all.

It was an incarnate…