Hi again. This is currently my new story and as you've guessed its inspired by The Legend of Sleepy Hollow by Washington Irving. I've decided though to follow more on the movie since I just adore it, more than the book and the television series. This will be a Klaroline story although I'm sure there will be other pairings as well further down the line. I would like to apologies in advance if the characters seem OOC and if there is any mistakes in the grammar, I do not have a beta. Although if any of you would like to be one, please do contact me.

I also want to say a huge thank you to Lorrie, aka Bookfreak25, for making this beautiful cover for my story. I just adore it so thanks again. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy

Chapter 1: The Delivery

Sleepy Hollow 1799

Silence. That was the feature in this small meeting room. Panic on the faces of the founding families. Never before had they faced such a danger.

"We have to do this Jonathan. You have to make sure you're family is secure from worry after this event passes" Mayor Lockwood addressed to Jonathan and the rest of the council members.

This was a worrying time for the peaceful upstate village of Sleepy Hollow, the darkness had taken over the once humble and happy town and replaced it with fear and terror. The fear was evident in the homes of the locals. People were dying, not because of illness or old-age but they were dying due to something else. A creature that had risen from the grave once again slaughtering villagers at a whim.

"I'm not entirely certain I wish to deliver this testament to New York Richard. He's out there you know and any one of us could be next to fall victim to the devil himself" Jonathan exclaimed, the fear in his voice evident.

"It is your testament anyway, I don't see why any of us would go and deliver it when it is entirely yours. That's for the safety of your family not ours Jonathan. Don't you want to protect them or our you just a cowed" Mikael hastily said.

"Well if you're so determined to protect families Mikael, why don't you write to that son of yours to pay Sleepy Hollow a visit. After all he is a constable. He might know some things that could help us out with our predicament" snapped Jonathan.

As Mikael and Jonathan continued on arguing over the delivery, Mayor Lockwood was left alone with his thoughts for a moment. Jonathan did pose a good argument about getting the young Niklaus involved. Richard valued Niklaus, he was a young man who left to this misery village to do good but also to escape, which was merely a shame in the eyes of Richard.

Richard was torn away from his thought and both Jonathan and Mikael stopped their argument when William came bustling though the door. "I do apologise for being late a matter rose in my household that I hade to see too. What have I missed" exclaimed William Forbes.

William Forbes had become one of the most valued and well-respected men in Sleepy Hollow, he had worked hard to not only help this village rise but also to provide for his family. The Forbes family were now one of the most wealthiest families in Sleepy Hollow along with the Lockwood's, Mikaelson's and the Salvatore's.

"Not much my good man, we have just reached an agreement that Jonathan is indeed going to New York and we shall also be sending word to Mikael's' son Niklaus to return to provide a helping hand in this horrendous time, after all he is a Constable" Richard spoke, making sure that his word was final.

"I for one think that's an acceptable idea Richard. It would be good to see Niklaus return . I don't think I've seen him since he was nothing but a lad, just the mere age of eighteen when he left. He must be a very strapping young man now and a Constable of that matter. Though I doubt that he could help us knowing that we know the killer is the horseman, but I agree with Richard, Mikael, you should bring the boy back. It would certainly be pleasant to see the lad again and as much as I hate to say it Jonathan it is your will and no one else's so it would be wise that you made the delivery in person" explained William to the three other men in the room.

As much as he admired Mikael as not only a friend but a business associated he did not believe in the way he had handled his children. Though that had all changed once his son had left this miserable village to seek a greater prospect. He had only wished that his only daughter, Caroline, now of age had done the same. To escape from this hell and the fear of death. That's all William ever wanted, to protect his family. As much as he cared for his friends, his neighbours and the settlement, his family was the main priority.

An exasperated sigh escaped Mikael's lips, he never wanted that bastard son to return. "Very well then, I shall get my son Elijah to start working upon a letter so that bastard can return" and with that, Mikael made his way out of the town hall.

With Mikael gone from the room, there left only the Mayor, William and Jonathan. A mere reduction from the founding families. "I see the Fells nor the Salvatore's are not here this evening, why is that" spoke William. Mayor Lockwood sighed, folding his arms stubbornly. "Yes, well, the Fells are just blooming cowards for all that matters, they refuse to leave their households after dark. If they were not a founding family I would not divulge any information of impotance to them at all. The only thing remotely good is build the defences near the edge of the woods and for the Salvatore's, I believe that Giuseppe had some private matters to attend to"

"I believe that this meeting is adjourned now. It would good to see you may dear friends and Jonathan, please do deliver that testament at once for the sake of your family" Richard exclaimed.

Mikael stormed into his home. He wasn't pleased with the decision that the council had taken place not that long ago. How dare they suggested that Niklaus return. He was better off gone. His darkened eyes drifted towards his family whom was gathered around the open fire in the main living area. Another frustrated sigh escaped from his lips, the mere thought of giving in to this decision was a disgrace enough for him.

"Elijah, my son, I want you to write to that idiotic brother of yours in New York and inform him that his presence is required here and that he should return home at once." he informed as he took a seat next to the radiating fire.

The stares from his family were fixated upon him. The shock clear upon their faces. "You truly wish for Niklaus to return home father. Why this sudden change? I remember you stating that you wish he never return once he left" spoke his daughter Rebekah.

Mikael rubbed his hand over his face, disgusted at himself for bringing this up but also disgusted that his own daughter would question him. This was not the time to test his patience.

"Rebekah, I warn you, do not test my judgement. I would rather him not return but it has been highlighted by members of the council that due to him now being a Constable of some sorts that he may be able to help. However I dare say that boy could help solve a crime of any case, he can barely handle himself. If it was for me he would not be returning, though I know that the council and the rest of this family for god known reason would actually like to see him, so he shall come even if I'm against it" he exclaimed, non too pleased over the situation.

"Then I shall go and begin working on a letter to inform Niklaus of this decision and I shall make sure that it is sent at first light to make sure it reaches him as soon as possible father" spoke Elijah, before getting up and exiting the now silent room.

The rest of the family sat in silence, awaiting for the next sign of conversation. Although there was to be none, apart from the words of their mother telling them to go to bed and pleasant words of 'goodnights'.

Silence. That is what is the noise that surrounds the village. No noise at night from wild birds or wolves. There is nothing but dead silence. After the Town Council meeting, Jonathan had made his way back to his residence, finishing off the rest of the details to the testament. The blood-red wax dripping onto the crisp parchment before he pressed down on the wax using the Gilbert family crest stamp. Once completing those few details he placed the testament into the lather satchel before saying his goodbyes to his beloved family before boarding the Gilbert carriage to travel to New York.

The heavy fog lingered on the ground as the horse and carriage travelled through the dusty ground passed the surrounding farmland of Sleepy Hollow. The fog made it almost impossible to see. The uneasy feeling lingered in Jonathan's stomach. He just hoped that this journey would be safe and nothing would occur to him nor his driver.

As the horse and carriage trotted away, the furious sound of thunder stroke along with the harsh strike of lighting. The uneasy feeling was not just felt by Jonathan Gilbert but also by the young man driving the carriage to its destination. This feeling of anxiousness made the driver whip the reigns of the black horses harder in order to go faster. Thankfully it worked, as they began to pick up speed.

As the speed of the carriage increased, so did that of the fog, The fog began to grow denser and crept up upon the carriage. The lighting grew harsher and the neighs of a third horse were apparent. The fear grew within Jonathan, although he told himself to stay somewhat calm.

The slick sound of blade being drawn, the blade ringing before a shape sound of collision occurred. At that occurrence, it was when Jonathan began to worry more than before.

He leaned our the window of his carriage, looking up towards his driver, a horrifying shrill escaped from his mouth as his eyes landed upon his driver with his head decapitated. The horses continued to drag the carriage along the road and thoughts began to run though Jonathan's head. He had to escape from this terrible fate. Without a second thought, he opened the carriage door and jumped out, landing upon the ground before scurrying into the crop yards that surrounded him.

He made his way though the field, moving the crops with his hands as he runs, hoping to get as far as possible from the road and to find a haven of safety. The storm of thunder continued around him as he runs. He runs blind, not caring what he sees, his only worry his himself at this moment in time.

Not looking at where he's heading, he runs straight into the old scarecrow of Fells. After all, the Fells indeed own the crop fields on the east side. He sighed thankfully, hopefully that he was close enough to the Fell's home .

However, he wasn't that lucky. The sound of a footstep behind him made him aware and within a second he turned round to see who it was. The sound of the sword being drawn before the assassin moved his sword in a swift motion at Jonathan's neck, removing his head from his body

As Jonathan's body fell to the ground, the assassin bend down, picking up the head before making his way back to his bloody stead and disappearing into the nigh

So that's the first chapter of this story. I'm sorry for the lack of Klaus and Caroline along with other characters but I wanted to set the story up first. I do promise that in the next chapter we will possible see either Klaus, Caroline or maybe both. I do hope you enjoy this story and please to either leave a review or a message because I would love to hear your thoughts. Thanks again for taking the time to read this.