For as long as Nancy could remember, she has nothing to do with her life. She was not in control of her life. She would just stay in her room, waiting for her masters to call her down to the first floor.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. Rolling her eyes, she got up and walked to the door. Opening it, she reviled a small child. A baby girl. There was a note in her blanket.

Please take this girl and save her from her life here.

She took the baby into her arms and left the home. She decided that it was her job to make sure that this baby would be safe. Even though the girl had been dropped off. She knew only one place to go.

In Salem, Massachusetts there was only one place to find out that she would be safe. In this town. No one was. Half of the town was the Salem that most see. The other half, had witches werewolf and vampires.

Nancy lived in that area. She was a slave to witches. She didn't want that life for the baby. She crossed over into that forbidden territory. Once she left her town hidden in the woods everything was so different. The women wore pants and not dresses.

She wandered around trying to find somewhere to take this baby. She wandered around and found a hospital to take her. She walked in through the doors and over to the baby area. She quickly explained to the lady that this baby needed to be adopted. Once she handed the baby off she ran back into the village in the woods.

When she arrived at her house there stood a male vampire. "Where is the child?" He asked her. She didn't respond to him. She knew that this would be troubling for her, and that she may die because of it. But at least she saved that child. " It dosent matter anyways. On her 18th birthday she will be mine." He said to her, He grabbed her hand and led her into the woods toward her death.

Seventeen years later.......

Emma was bored once more in her english class. Never anything exciting happened to her and she hated it so much. All of a sudden the door opened, every eye turned to see this new kid that had just arrived. He was wearing thoes avaitor sunglasses, a black t-shirt that clung to his mucles, and dark jeans. In his hand he held a yellow sheet of paper, he gave it to the teacher who was seated in the back of the classroom. The teacher stood up and took the guys note from his hands. "Class, this is Artem." She announced. The kids just looked at him, then they went back to their work, not paying attention to him. Emma rolled her eyes and went back to work. It was about damn time something new happened to this school.

As the class progressed, and the teacher was still at her desk, Emma felt like someone was staring at her. She looked up and saw black eyes staring at her. It was her new classmate. She looked at him, he had medium brown hair to go along with thoes eyes. She shook her head and went back to her writing. The bell rang and her class was over, she was thankfull that it was. That new kid was sort of creeping her out. Her friend Grace was waiting outside of her classroom for her. "Are you okay." Grace askes her friend. The two girls were extremely close, they have been since each of them could remember.

"Yeah. There is a new kid at school and he is in my english class." Emma explained to her friend. The two walked off to their next class, history. At least in that class they had eachother to entertain. Salem High was an extremely boring school, period. Once that class was finished she had break. After that was over, it was photo, then lunch. After lunch was German, which she had as a class and something that she helped the teacher with. Both classes were back to back.

Once her classtime was over, she walked towards the teachers desk, watching as all of the students walked into her class. Emma saw a familiar face, someone who wasnt in her class the day before though. It was Artem from her english class. This time when he walked in and sat down, he didnt look at her, which was a good thing, him and his staring was creepy to her. The teacher walked over to him, asking him the normal questions, how long had he taken German and other questions. She didnt listen to his answer but her teacher walked over to her. "Would you be willing to help Artem with his German?" She asked

"Sure." She replied with a fake smile. She got up from her teachers desk and headed towards the boy. She sat down next to him and scooted her desk over to her. She looked at him and she had this odd feeling that he already knew German. She however, didnt question him. He probably after all was telling the truth. The bell rang and class began. The teacher reminded the students about using a past tense. She handed out a worksheet and Emma began to help Artem with the assighnment, or she was attempting to help him.

Once the class was over the teacher asked him if he needed any more help in the class. "Sure." He replied. Emma faked a smile, preting to be happy with his decision, but if he needed help she would him. Emma walked out of the class and headed to her old ford mustang. She got inside and drove home. Once she arrived there, she parked on the drive way. Getting out of her car, she grabbed all of her school items that she would need for homework. She walked into the house and saw her parents sitting at the kitchen table. She set down her things and walked over to them.

"Emma we need to talk." They told her.

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AN: I'm writing a story with my friend Gin, its called The Keepers of Magick by Angelle Darque yall should check it out :)