Okay, this is my Sleepy Hollow story, I do not own any of the characters except Aurora and her parents (I so bloody wish) I do also have another Sleepy Hollow story similar to this but with a different plot line of how things happened and where things end up but with the same main character. Please excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes, I am a human, not a god like Johnny Depp, Tim Burton or Christopher Walken so sod off. If you have an questions or ideas, let me know. Well that's all I can think of, until next time… I bid you good day.

-CandiLand95

xXx Chapter one:Arriving xXx

The sun was beginning to set over the quaint town of Sleepy Hollow. It was 21st century but the town seemed to be a still shot of the past. A still shot of the late 18th century, the buildings still old and worn, and the towns' people wearing out-of-date clothes and were close knit. A dark blue car pulled up outside the old Van Tassel house and an eighteen year old girl with long golden hair and big deep blue eyes jumped out and took a look around the town. She was wearing dark blue skinny jeans and a tight black singlet that shaped her body extremely well.

"Aurora! Can you help your father carry the bags in?" her mother said looking out the window at her teenage daughter. Aurora rolled her eyes and opened the boot and grabbed a huge coffee brown suitcase and dragged it up to the door. 'No lock?' she pushed the door open and made her way up stairs to the third floor which was an attic turned into a bedroom. She dropped onto the old bed and the dust flew out and around the room. An old maid with long white hair tied back into a bun and a long black Victorian dress walked in carrying a pile of fresh sheets and blankets.

"Oh hello dear, you must be Aurora Crane." She said smiling sweetly. Her posture was amazing for a lady her age and Aurora stared in fascination.

"Uh, yeah. So what's up with this town?" Aurora asked inquisitively. The maid smiled and leaned up against the wall and folded her arms against her chest.

"There is a dark secret this town that the townspeople keep from the world." Aurora opened up her suitcase and frowned. "That's a very interesting necklace you're wearing" the maid said indicating the silver necklace that dangled from Aurora's neck. Aurora grabbed the necklace and looked at it carefully without even thinking, it was a bird within a cage. She didn't know much about it at all really.

"Uh, yeah. It's a family heirloom. Apparently, I'm the first girl born within our family since Katrina Crane and this was hers. I think they believe I've broken the cycle or something and gave me this necklace to remind me how lucky I am to be a girl." The maid smiled slyly and turned her heel. "So what's your…" Aurora turned around and the old woman was gone. "…Name." Aurora sadly turned back to her open suitcase and pulled out a photo frame with a picture of friends back in New York. They stared blankly out at Aurora with huge smiles reminding her of what she was missing out on.

Bitterly, she put it on her bedside table and looked around the room, taking in all the details and faults. There was not much furniture in the room; a small double bed, a worn desk with dried up ink pots and old fashioned pens, a vanity desk with a large mirror with beautiful roses engraved around the edges, a large closet, a matching chest of draws and a mysterious chest at the base of the bed.

Aurora started to make her way to the chest to explore its contents and satisfy her curiosity but the door suddenly swung open and her father strode in carrying a big white box with a blue satin ribbon. Aurora quickly sat down on her bed and glared at that box, knowing she wasn't going to like what was inside it.

Her dad was a simple man, his eyes were dark blue like his daughter but his hair was as dark as charcoal. His features were delicate as was everyone in the family which matched his personality. "Hi honey, I've got you something." He held out the box and Aurora gingerly took the box and opened it. Her jaw dropped. Inside was a huge gold Victorian dress with creamy white frills and slashes on the sleeve to show the cream coloured fabric underneath.

"Dad, we aren't in the 18th century." She said laughingly. She liked the dress but she knew she would be ridiculed back at home.

"Oh come on Aurora, get into the spirit of Sleepy Hollow! I have!" he spread his arms open wide for her to see his old fashioned coat, shirt and matching pants with the socks on the outside. Aurora groaned and collapsed onto her bed. 'Lovely.'