PROLUGE

Her mother always told her three things: 1) Don't let anyone mold you. 2) Believe in yourself, and you'll go far. And third: Stay away from the monsters.

She never believed them. Why should she? Monsters weren't real. they existed only in a crazy, deranged person's mind. They couldn't exist-not here, not now...not ever.

But then she met them-the 13 specials. The most unique, intriguing, spontanious and mind-reeling people. But...they weren't really people, now were they? Some had dark, blue scales on their bodies, and claimed they were 'allergic to water'. Others hid from the sun, terrified of Italian food. Some even had to shave four times a day. But she was still addictated to them. Especailly the pair of five, all connected and special in one form or another. They provided life for one another. They created each others existance. And, oh, how she longed to join them. Just thinking about them made her heart tighten against her chest.

Who are the five? They are the chosens, the descendants to protect the world with their powers and skill. they were the Ominscena.

The Ominscena were about to get a plus-one.

Hey, fan-fic readers! I just wanted to update-my other story, A Modern Day Fairy Tale-needs some inspiration. I haven't found out what's going to happen, and truth be told, I forgot. I am SO sorry i haven't updated that recently, it just doesn't seem like a fan favorite, so I may NOT continue, if I get no more reviews or people adding them. I really do appreciate the people that do, it's so amazing. I NEED REVIEWS! :)

This is going to be a Samchel based story, with LOADS of Brittanna, Pezberry and Brittany/rachel FRIENDSHIP, a one-nighted stand to make someone jealous Faberry, and possibably a new love for Quinn...or maybe just Quick. I haven't decided.

Everyone will be revealed next chapter in the story. Rachel is the new girl who moves to town, right after her fathers death to start fresh in a new town, with her birth mother. Monsters, Love, slight gore, girliness, drama, mystery, lies, trauma, possesion (NOT THE EXORCIST KIND!), and well, duh, GLEEFUL MUSIC lie ahead!