Author's Note (As of: 9/1/14)

Hello everyone –

I started this Fanfiction, amongst a few others, years ago and had all of these amazing thoughts and ideas... I don't know why I haven't written in so long, but it is a huge part of who I am.

Also, thanks for all of the reviews – they definitely give me the determination to continue. Please keep sending them: what kind of writer would I be without feedback?

So, without further ado, I am revising, rewriting, and continuing my writings, beginning with "Finally Found". With attending college and working full-time, I may not be able to update daily, but at least I will be able to finish these tales as they deserve.

Keitilen

1

"I'll be back soon, Mom, I promise. Just think of me as going on a vacation," Marnie threw her backpack over her shoulder. The new High School graduate had argued for three days after she received her diploma.

Her Mother stared at her with both aggravation and concern in her eyes. "Fine, Marnie. But you need to use your witches glass once in a while... or is that too much to ask?"

"No, Mom," she rolled her eyes, kissing her on the cheek. "I love you, and I'll talk to you tonight." Marnie made her way to the white door, turning the knob and realizing the pouring rain. Glancing back at her mother and smiling, she made for the street already sopping wet.

"Be careful!" She yelled from the door, watching Marnie raise her hand in acknowledgment.

Nearing the curb of the corner, a long lightning strike struck the ground within the mile. She gazed in the direction, smiling – thunderstorms scared many mortals, but to others they were nothing short of beautiful. Maybe one of the most magical things to occur in the Mortal world.

Closing her eyes, she found her center and raised her hands to imagine the illuminated Jack-o-lantern.

Within mere seconds, she felt the hard cobblestone under her moccasins. The Autumn air blowing her short hair – Mother had taken her for the first haircut in years, cutting it shorter in the back and inches longer in the front. She opened her eyes, the giant carved pumpkin sat on the stones in front of her.

She smiled, smelling the pumpkins and nutmeg. Taking her first step, she began strolling forward into Halloweentown's main square. Dancers with elvish ears whirled around, some selling what looked like candy apples without sticks. A werewolf outside of the hair salon puffing on a cigarette. Trolls, vampires, fairies, witches, a goblin couple...

Goblins.

Luke.

Marnie hadn't seen him since the last time Halloweentown had been saved from becoming the "Boring-town". Luke must have celebrated his 22nd birthday already, received his first degree, and married a beautiful ginger-haired goblin. Thinking of him holding hands with a woman with curls of orange colors...

She felt her stomach sink and her water-soaked clothes became known with shivers.

"Hello, Marnie!" A familiar elder witch placed her hand upon her cloaked shoulder.

"Hi, Maggie," she smiled, hugging her. Her face didn't hold as many warts as the last time she had seen her.

"How are you, dear? On your way to Grandma's?" The old witch smiled, her wrinkles lining her eyes and cheeks.

"Yes, do you know if Benny is around?"

"Oh, wait, dear," she placed her hand on her shoulder once more. "I believe Grandma Aggie went to the Halloweentown Manor for the council."

"Oh," Marnie's smile dropped, gaze dropping to the ground, wondering if her Grandmother dropped a harmful curse on the gate.

"You could stay with me for a few days, I'm sure we could find something fun to do."

"Thank you, Maggie, but I have a few more friends to catch up with. But if I can't find any place to stay, will–"

"The offer remains, dear. Have a wonderful time back home!" And the witch walked off with her wrinkled smile bright upon her face.

'Where am I going now?' Marnie sighed. The only face she could think of was Luke's. 'I wonder where he is.' She continued to stroll along, immediately sighting Town Hall.

The Hall didn't seem as cold as it had years before. Rather than the gray stones, the stones lined the stairs and walls with browns, whites, and multiple colors like a small cottage in a forest. She wondered who had taken over the Halloweentown.

Opening the wooden mahogany door, she found a chandelier of bones hanging from the tilted ceiling, the lady pin-cushion waddling and spinning across the floor.

"Can I help you, Miss?" An elder woman with gray hair and glasses sat behind the front desk – without a doubt, she was the librarian.

"Yes," she smiled once more, "um – I was wondering if you had a telephone or address book for Halloweentown?"

"I believe we do, please just hold on for one second," she had leaned to her side and seemed to sort through a shelf of books. "Ah-ha. Here we are." She handed it over the high desk.

"Thank you."

Opening the first page, she found the pages that held the residents. 'Oh, Merlin, I don't know his last name!' Her index finger scanned down multiple pages, before placing her palm to her head as if a headache had onset.

"Is something wrong, Miss?"

"Some what. I'm looking for my friend's address-"

"What's his name?"

"Luke," she stated nicely, "he has red hair and usually hangs out around town."

"Oh, I know who you are talking about. He helps out around here every once in a while. He used to be such a punk, but now he is the sweetest gentleman." She smiled. "He lives on the top of Wickford. I believe it is a brownish red house with an orange fence."

'Of course it would be orange.'

"How can I get to Wickford?"

"Oh, just go out the door and straight ahead down the pavement and it should be only about a block away."

"Thanks again!" She placed the large book back on the top shelf of the desk.

The librarian smiled softly, "and what is your name?"

"Oh, I am Marnie Cromwell... Agatha's grand daughter."

"Ah - dear, Aggie. My does she have a beautiful grand daughter."

"Thank you." She smiled. "Well, have a nice day."

"Welcome, Marnie. You have one, also."