Hey guys! This is my first story on here so don't be surprised if it's not that good, okay? LOL but yeah, I'm not joking. Make an honest review please! All right I'll stop droning on and on and get on with the story!
Disclaimer: If you recognize anything, let me know. I don't want to copy, so if you do see something, it'll be a mistake on my part.
"Grandmother, tell me again why you are giving this to me." A seventeen year old named Arianna girl held a glistening golden chain up so it shined and glimmered in the late afternoon sun. Grandmother sighed. "Because. My grandmother gave it me and now I am passing it on to you." Arianna sighed. But grandmother, why now? Why not when I was younger?" Grandmother took a shaky breath and replied, "My days are numbered, love. And this locket is the key to your destiny." Arianna grasped the locket firmly. "Grandmother. You are…dying?" hot tears stung in the corners of her eyes as her grandmother nodded slowly. Arianna could not believe it was happening. She wished this was some terrible nightmare. But of course, it wasn't. her beloved grandmother, the only one who really understood her was going to leave her, now? Arianna had visions of a young girl with black eyes and long shining hair standing near a dead unicorn, her mouth turned up into a smile. A smile that neither warmed her nor comforted her, but brought sent chills coursing through her veins. She would awake with a strange mark on her hand beholding a word, "Beloved" written in dark cursive. And when it sunk back in to her skin, she still had visions of those dark eyes against pale skin, sticking needles through her soul. When she told her mother she had sent Arianna to therapy, thinking her daughter had simply gone mad. Arianna resented this deeply for she knew in her heart she was not mad. For those eyes and that bone chilling smile all seemed so real and she knew somehow that they were. Grandmother Cara, this is a joke, yes?" Arianna said holding on to her last shred of hope. She held the locket so tight, her knuckled paled. Tears fell hot and full down her face. She looked up at her grandma with her deep emerald eyes that were filled with so much sorrow. "Because it is not funny." Her grandmother reached out to her and pulled Arianna closer to her, feeling tears drop onto her shoulders and letting her own tears fall onto Arianna's. "How I wish it was, my dear. How I was my dear, how I wish it was.
Grandmother had a heart attack that night. Arianna was there the minute she knew, the next minute holding her beloved grandmother's hand. "Grandmother, how did this happen to you?" Arianna asked through loud sobs. Grandmother looked Arianna straight in the eye. She reached out and touched her face with a shaking hand. "Beloved." she whispered. That was her last word before she died. Arianna paled and looked at her hand instinctively. "Beloved was etched across it in dark handwriting. She closed her hand into a fist and felt the word sink in as she saw the eyes. She felt her head throb and let out a scream of pain. Just after, she heard a girlish laugh from nowhere. Arianna looked around. There was no one to be found The laugh echoed again. She felt her blood turn cold and whispered a name the same time as the voice. "Beloved." Nobody knew at the time, but just as she whispered the name, Arianna's eyes turned as black as the bottom of a well.
Arianna woke up on a hospital bed. A nurse smiled up at her. "You passed out the night before." Arianna rubbed her head. "What?" She asked. The nurse frowned. "Don't you remember what happened?" Arianna tried to remember but her mind drew a blank. "No. I don't." The nurse walked out of the room shaking her head. Arianna suddenly realized she was wearing the locket. Something inside her told her to go. So she jumped out the hospital window. She landed safely on the ground as her feet shook from the pressure of the ground slamming on her feet. She looked at the clock tower. Wow. It was one minute 'till twelve. In the morning, too. She walked over to the church and climbed up the clock tower. She sat, with her feet hanging over the edge of the great tower. Her feet swinging like they did when she was a child, her hair blowing in the breeze and her locket clinging softly to her neck. She suddenly felt movement behind her. A dark figure stood about 10 feet away. Arianna stood up. She gasped as they inched toward her. The second hand of the clock moved gradually from on second to the next as the figure slowly moved toward her. Arianna looked down. "It's the only way. What else can I do?" she told herself. While she contemplated what to do, the clock had already turned twelve and the bells rang. One…Two…Three…Four…with every chime the figure moved closer and closer. Five…Six…Seven…Eight…Nine…Ten…Eleven…The figure was inches away and exactly as the clock struck twelve the figure tried to grab her and just at that second Arianna jumped. She kept falling, anticipating the drop below ending with her death. But she didn't fall. She slowly opened her eyes, but she thought her mind was playing tricks on her so she closed them again. "One… Two… THREE!" On three she opened her eyes and the same sight was what her eyes beheld. A unicorn.
DID YOU LIKE IT? Sorry it's so short. It's my first attempt at "The Unicorn Chronicles" (or even any stories on here) and I haven't read that book since like fourth grade. REVIEW! Please?
-allamericanreject110 or Kelly