The Lost Bell

by KurayamiNoTenshi82644

In England, a dancer is executed by her village, leaving them defenseless against the nearby forest. Hundreds of years later SPR are reunited after almost 2 Years of being apart to face this new challenge. But who is this new team member Naru is reluctant to introduce? With the help of some unlikely new friends, will they be able to solve the mystery behind The Lost Bell?

1. Prologue

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GHOST HUNT.

Prologue

1768 England

An angry mob pushed a young girl up onto a large pile of sticks and bound her to a pole thrust into the centre. Rags of green and blue were thrown near her and a stick with bells on. An elderly man, the elder of the village stalked out and addressed the scared girl.

"~Girls Name~ ye have been charged with conversing with the fairies, goblins and demons of the forest. The result six children have gone missing, three have been found by the forest. Ye refuse to reveal where the other three are. For Ye crimes thou shalt be burned and sent to hell for thy actions. May the devil feast on ye soul." The girl screamed and begged, saying she was innocent. She warned them;

"Should I burn, should I die; all those viewed as a child shall be in danger, Please believe me" she yelled. Many looked at her in question; wanting to believe her yet most grabbed their torches and set fire to the pile.

Watching the villagers stood the very creatures the girl had been accused of conversing with. Demons and goblins rubbed their hands at the thought of so many children in their grasp. The fairies wept, the girl had been the villages only hope: angry at the villagers for sending an innocent to hell they cursed the land the village was on.

"What the girl had said will be" the fairies chanted. One flew off towards the fire and pulled out one of the bells and ran off holding it. The young fairy stood at a small oak tree and gently buried the bell. "once thy bell has been found you will be at peace my friend" the creature whispered, small crystal tears left her eyes as she flew up to guard the tree and its new treasure.

Several hours later the fire stopped leaving ashes and bones. Some of the more sympathetic villagers buried the remains insuring everything was together; the elder's wife planted a holly sapling on the girl's grave, a few said a prayed for the girls soul. Late that night the villagers woke to voices of the forest whispering their anger to the village.

Let the fire burn

Let the truth be seen

Let innocent eyes watch this scene

For your dancer did die this day

For you she danced it all

Yet, she did not deserve to fall

For now we curse thee for thy sins

If seen as a child ye may be

Then thy shall sleep for eternity

So sung the curse of Hollie's Bell

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KNT: Hey, Here we go The Lost Bell. Please review, more reviews the quicker i update the story