Won't say much except hello and welcome to my second story. If you are coming here from The Last Skychild, I warmly welcome you with a plate of cookies for taking my advice. If you are new, you share the same love of this fandom as I do and present you the prologue. P.S. reviews will be rewarded with cookies, just sayin'.
Prologue: A Second Chance
A terrified scream is heard before a gunshot rings through the air, cutting through the scream itself. A young woman, about 18 or 19, falls to the ground, her wide terrified eyes unblinking. As blood starts to pool around her from the hole in her chest, she takes a shuddering final breath as a single tear falls down her cheek. It drops, mixing with the blood surrounding her as the life leaves her body. However, this is not the end for her. Oh no, fate has something better for her. As her ghost lifts from her body, she forgets everything about her past life. Everything except a name. Her name. Rosalie Van Wilde. The ghost, still unaware of the world around her, walks towards a light. As she reaches it she vanishes in a flash of light, leaving nothing but her body, a pool of blood, and a bullet. Upon her awakening, she finds herself in front of a signpost attached to a scarecrow that reads "Halloween Town". Curious and a little disoriented, she slowly walks down the path, unaware of her current state and of what awaits at the end of the road.
