Begun: 2-26-07
Typed: January 3, 2008
At 12:00 AM EST
My Protective Spirit
Prologue
Samantha Manson sat alone with a white pad of paper draped across her small lap. She sighed quietly as she stared at the clearing around her. It was a forgotten area on the Amity Park College of Liberal Arts campus, on a small hidden trail. She looked at her watch, sighed, then closed the pad on her lap. She grabbed her camera from her bad at her side and took some pictures before deciding to head back to her dorm. After all, she had a job to do. She needed to get ready. Looking again at the sky, she decided that it was going to be a long night, cursing her bad fortune for making her work the night shift, just so she could earn enough cash to manage.
'This completely sucks.' She thought bitterly, beginning to walk away from the opening, back through the woods, and back towards the campus of Amity Park College of Liberal Arts.
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The dark haired girl seemed to freeze suddenly. A younger looking ghost starred at the image before him. He held a long staff in his hand, and a lightning shaped scar was split by his eye. "That's her?" He asked himself quietly. He forgot about the two one-eyed ghosts behind him, and they over heard his question.
"That's her," One confirmed.
"She's dangerous!" The other added.
"She'll be in danger!" The first pointed to the screen. The younger ghost's form changed to that of a middle aged man. "He's your responsibility, Clockwork!" The one eyeballed ghost continued.
"He's your apprentice," The second one eyeballed ghost exclaimed.
"He's your apprentice!" Number one repeated.
Clockwork silently groaned. "You said that twice… as always," He deadpanned. But he knew when they repeated themselves, they were finished. They were going to get what they wanted – no matter what.
"He doesn't do bodyguard jobs," Clockwork added.
"He did before," Number Two replied accusingly.
"He's bored. Let him choose!" Number one glared at Clockwork.
Clockwork turned away muttering. "Stupid Observants. Never know when to leave it alone."
The two Observants took their chance. The escaped the tower, as Clockwork attempted to find his apprentice.
"NO!" The boy yelled loudly. Clockwork had found him pretty quickly. He had been in the Box Ghost's small realm of boxes, along with other "real world objects." Clockwork smirked silently in the corner of the tower. He had been right. His apprentice wasn't going to take the job without fighting the Observants first.
"I'm not doing any 'job' for you two after last time!" The boy glared indignantly at Observant Number One. His last job for them had been a fake job. He wasn't too trusting of the Observants afterwards, nor did he like them.
"This isn't a fake job." Observant Two pressed, remembering his last run in with the boy. He couldn't see out of his eye for about a month afterwards. The boy's ruby eyes fell on him. "She needs a bodyguard, AND there will be some deaths to go with it." The boy perked up slightly.
"You're the most qualified for this job," Observant One added.
"Noooo," The boy rolled his red eyes. "Egg-head Two is." He replied sarcastically. "I don't care anyway. I don't want to do it." He shook his head. "No deal."
"You'd rather–"
"I'm not a bodyguard!" The boy exclaimed annoyed. "Only if Clockwork forces me to do it," he added.
All four eyes fell on Clockwork. Clockwork's back was turned, so nobody could see his smirk forming. "Well," he began slowly. The three tensed. "He has been a little cooped up here. I say he goes." All four eyes widened.
The boy's ruby eyes widened the most. "I'm no bodyguard! I don't–"
But he had lost. "You said only if Clockwork said to. He did." Observant One bitterly interrupted.
The boy groaned, and glared long and hard at Clockwork. "Fine," he muttered quietly. "Fine, I'll do it."
The Observants couldn't have looked any happier. They quickly left because they were actually sorely afraid of how the boy was going to react.
Clockwork sighed as the boy growled. "Great. Now I have to baby-sit AND bodyguard some person." The boy groaned.
"Phantom… there are certain people after her. I wouldn't make you do this if she was just some random targeted person."
"Wait… you said 'she's' very important. You mean it's a girl?" The boy, Phantom squeaked.
"Yes, it's a she. Go start packing and await my orders. You'll be leaving in a month and a few weeks for Amity Park College of Liberal Arts and Sciences."
"Yes, sir!" Phantom mock replied. "You sound like you're in the military," Phantom shook his head, his white locks falling in his ruby red eyes. He brushed the hair aside and left.
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June 17, 2007 at 3:49:56 PM
To: pmsm3642 aol . com
From: Samantha.Manson AmityPark . edu
Subject: I'll be comin'
Hey Mom! I'm glad to hear you're doing well! The first summer session just began, so I won't be coming home really soon. Would you believe that in both classes I'm taking there are about twelve of us? That's pretty small for a class size. As always, I have an A in both my math and my Biochemistry class! I've taken 3 more rolls of film, one of which I'm going to develop after I send this. My exam will be on July 1, so I'll be home in time for Independence Day! I can't wait to see you again! I miss the ole Jersey meals! I can't be home soon enough for those!
Miss you!
Love,
Sam
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Confused? Good. That's because I saved my A/Ns for here. This is interestingly AU. Sam gets along with her mother – and is southern (O.o;;); and the trio doesn't know each other. Danny is Clockwork's apprentice…
Danny, in case you didn't know, is also the Grim Reaper! Bwahaha! I shan't say another word. You have to read and review to find out more. I love criticism, but not like "Ur StOrY sUx BaWlZ." The review must be at least 10 words long, and it takes 5 reviews to get you a new chapter!
One itty small thing you should know. Each chapter is ended by some letter to somebody from Sam. Sometimes they'll sum up a chapter, sometimes they'll add to the plot, but you'll never know.
Keep that in mind as you continue reading this story! Thanks!
Osparrow