Okay, so there are werewolves and vampires!? They exist!
But doesn't that mean that spirits and demons exist too?
Follow the life of a psychic prodigy who lives her life with ghosts and now, she has to experience meeting werewolves and vampires!
"Are you goth?"
I am Nell Davis and I am barely human.
"We're here, Nell! Are you the least bit excited?" My guardian, Mari Augustinian Hudson. "Well, Nell?"
"It's too green," I complained. It was definitely too green for my taste and the sky was too gray. Where was the blue and the brown? Where was the yellow? But then again what do I care? I like black.
"You will get used to green, little lady," A certain voice said with an old Texan accent as it slowly appears itself on the back seat, lying down like the lazy ass he is. "Why, back in my time, there was barely any green! There was only the desert with bones and coyotes lurking! Ha! Never mind coyotes! They were afraid of me! Just like every little insect in Little Oaks!"
That my friends would be Joe Johnson and he goes by the nickname "Crazy Joe". He once owned a town called Little Oaks for killing the sheriff in the 1850s and he was known to be the most ruthless man with a bounty of 5,000 dollars. He even had his own raid of gunslingers, but then his infamy ended when a rookie came and finished him.
"You shut it, Crazy Joe or I'll shoot your head again!" And that would be Tommy Pickett who had his head phased through the ceiling of the car (he's sitting on top of the car). He's he rookie that killed Crazy Joe and also got killed by Crazy Joe's gunslingers. "That town used to belong to my grandfather and my grandfather's father! So treat that name with respect!"
"I'll say whatever I want to say about that tarnished garbage you call a town!"
"It's so tarnished because you can't take care of it! Let alone you can't even take care of yourself! Since when was the last time you took a bath?"
"Uhh, News Flash, little Tommy who fell down the well, we're dead! We don't stink!"
"I know that, you fool! And for your information, it's little TIMMY who fell down the well!"
"Tommy, Timmy, same garbage!"
"You men are so annoying!" I looked down at the hand-held mirror I was currently holding and saw a lady in it.
Yes, we have another one. This one's a female. Her name is Beverley Waite. Believe it or not, she died in Queen Mary. She was just looking at her hand-held silver, floral design mirror when a relative of hers stabbed her and killed her. She is stuck in the hand-held mirror because she died in front of it.
It's very true. You die in front of a mirror, you get stuck in it.
Tommy's a gentleman "Pardon our noise, Ma'am-"
And Joe is not. "Pardon my ass! When men are fighting, women shouldn't butt in!"
"Well this woman will butt you all outta here if you all don't shut up right NOW!" Mari screamed, getting irritated of their constant bickering and the two men shut their mouths.
Beverley let out a sigh of relief. "Finally, some peace"
Mari glared once at the mirror before turning her eyes back to the road. I let out a tired sigh. It's always like this...
As I was thinking...
I'm Nell and I'm around 17 years old. As you can see both Mari and I are psychic; we can see ghosts the way we can see people. Mari is a paranormal research investigator and I help her with it. She can also purify a house and exorcise an evil spirit. Just recently, Mari decided to move to Forks because of a vision I had. It wasn't actually a vision but a dream, and that dream kept coming back. That's where Mari decided that it was a sign and that they need to go to Forks, Washington.
So here we are, in this greenish and raining town that's named after a utensil...
"Ahh yes, I could definitely run this town!" Joe boasted. I say he couldn't.
"I'll stop you before you even lay a finger on this town!" And there goes Tommy being a hero.
"This town is named after an eating utensil!"
"Well, Nell had a dream about it. It must be something important! So you can't go and ruin things for her!"
"And why not? Remember, Tommy Hilfiger, I am Crazy Joe!"
"So? I've killed you before and I can do it again. And for your information, again, it's Toni Hilfiger!"
"So what? Same thing!"
"Didn't I say..." Mari's creepy voice spoke out. "To shut up?"
They shut up and I sighed again.
It wasn't long until we arrived at our new home. Lucky for us our house was already arranged and so everything was ready for us inside. The Texan ghosts just flew straight into the house, excited for their new haunting place. I put the vanity mirror away as Mari and I grabbed our luggage and walked right into the house.
With renovations, our house looked European, Victoria style; it looked quite elegant. The dark hard wood floor, the nice warm-looking tan color on our walls, the old paintings, the floral design furniture, and even the marble fireplace. I looked at the kitchen to my right and it looked marvelous. All the kitchen appliances were colored black, the kitchen counter tops were granite, the floor was a cool green ceramic tiles, and the walls were painted the same as the one in the living room.
It almost look the same as every house we decided to move in. Always Victorian style, and always a place where ghosts can haunt.
Crazy Joe laughed out loud. "I love this place!"
Tommy walked over to us and offered his assistance to carry our luggage upstairs. We let him as he grabbed 2 of our suitcases and floated upstairs. I followed him and went to choose my own room, but it seems Mari had already chosen my room for me as I walked into a room of fully black and purple bedroom.
Hm...she knows what I like.
I walked in and examined my room. There was a queen-size canopy curtain bed, a desk with a 15-inch LCD monitor and Intel CPU, a floral design vanity dresser, a huge wardrobe, dark blackish purple carpet, purple curtains with designs of black roses, large mirrors from one side of the room(I guess its for Beverley), and a swirling allium ceiling light in the center of the room.
Tommy let out a whistle as he put my suitcases down. "Wow...this place is not so bad"
"Really? Let me see! Let me see!" Beverley shouted from my purse as I got her out. I put the mirror in front of the large mirror wall in my room and her spirit transferred to it. She was now stuck in my large mirror.
She turned around and found herself excited about the room, but then her happiness dropped. She turned to me, gawking, "Are you goth?"
I glared at her. "No"
"Then why is this room black?! Does it kill you to have another color?"
"You know Miss Beverley, Miss Nell here is never going to wear any other color than dark or purple. That's how she is."
"You mean that's how she was raised? After seeing ghosts and spirits, I guess it has that affect on people...but still, black?"
I ignored the two as they continue on with their conversation while always packing my stuff away. Although I have to meet, Beverley was right about me wearing and purple. When I look at my clothes...they were mostly black...even my underwear and my socks.
After I was done packing, Beverley busied herself by brushing and combing her hair, really that girl never gets tired. But when she does, she uses Mari and me for her enjoyment of creating beauty. I heard come gun shooting downstairs and I sighed as I head out of my room and went downstairs.
In the kitchen I found both Tommy and Joe on the tiled floor, clutching their heads and Mari standing over them victoriously, but pissed off.
"You idiots! Did you know the neighbors could hear that?!" And as if on cue, the door bell rang.
I went to get the door and when I opened it I met a policeman and behind him was a native woman, a very tall native man, and a little beautiful girl on his shoulders. The policeman asked, "Is everything alright in there, ma'am? It sounded like a shoot out." It was.
"Yes, everything's alright. We were testing out our new sound system while watching some old Western show, and I guess the volume was really high," I lied smoothly. "Sorry about that."
"Ohh, uh no problem then," he said as he held his hand out to me. "Hello, I'm Charlie Swan, Chief of Police, and I'm your next door neighbor"
Great. We have the chief of police as our next door neighbor. I returned his introduction with a handshake and my name, "And I'm Nell Davis."
"Are you the owner of the house?" Chief Swan asked and I replied, "I pay half of the rent."
He looked at me confused and so did the other people behind him. I resisted to sigh as I stepped back a bit. "Please come in," I told them and they hesitantly went in.
When they walked into our house, they were aghast as I was.
"Wow! This is like the second most amazing house I've seen!" the tall boy said as he turned to me with a grin. "Hey, I'm Jacob Black and this is..."
"Renesmee Cullen, but people call me Nessie. Please to meet you." the 3-year-old girl said and I was a bit shock at this. The girl sounded smart and intelligent for her age. Moreover, she and this Jacob has a strange aura...it's very different.
"Yes, this is a very beautiful home," The native woman said as she walked up to me and held out her hand. "Hi, I'm Sue Clearwater"
I nodded and returned the handshake. "Pleased to meet you, Ms. Clearwater"
"Hey, I hear visitors!" Mari said out loud with glee as she came in with a large tray of a plate of biscuits and 6 glasses of water.
She greeted them all with a smile and said, "Welcome! I'm Mari Hudson and I see you've met my roommate"
Chief Swan eyed at her strangely, "Roommate?" He asked this as he turned to me. "How old are you?"
I see where he is getting at. "I am 17 years old, Mr. Swan, and I have already graduated from a University a year ago."
Their faces looked very surprised. "You graduated already?" Jacob gawked at me and I nodded.
"Nell here majored in Education and she got her own Bachelor's Degree," Mari boasted. "She'll be working in Quileute High School tomorrow"
"Whoa! You mean you're replacing Mrs. Jackson? Yes, thank God, you're my savior!" Jacob shouted and I glared at the boy deadly. He recoiled away from me quickly. I smirked. "Just because I'll be your teacher doesn't mean that I'll be any easier than her... I do not tolerate rude behavior..."
"O-okay..." He hesitantly replied and Nessie on his shoulder, giggled.
They stayed with us in the living room for more than hour until it was time for them to leave. We bid them goodbye as they went back to Chief Swan's house. Mari goes and clean up while I went upstairs to get ready for tomorrow.
However, when I entered my room I didn't expect to see something like this...
Beverley was in the mirror laughing her ass off at Joe and Tommy whom were on my bed and they were in a very weird, disturbing position. Joe was on top of him and they're bodies were touching.
If anybody else saw this... They would question their sexuality.
"... I'm not gonna ask," and with that I left for the bathroom before a whole explosive of arguments arouse.
"What the hell was that, you spit wad?!!?" Tommy yelling at Joe.
"YOU COW!" Joe yelling at Beverley.
"GASP! ME?! A COW?! HOW DARE YOU!!" And Beverley yelling back.
After a while, I finally came out of the bathroom and I see Crazy Joe trying to break the mirror, but each time he did the mirror would only heal. Beverley was enjoying this.
"HA! You can't touch me! But I can touch you!" And with that, she pushed the reflection of Joe aside and the real Joe was pushed too. No one can touch or harm Beverley...well except Mari and I. I glanced at Tommy who was sitting in the corner of my room, curled up, and looking very depressed. You could even seen the black and purple aura coming out from him. Poor guy.
"Enough," I said and the ghosts stopped their squabbling immediately. I went to my bed and lied down.
The ghosts all gathered around me, staring at me.
I glared at them all. "What?"
"Is that all you're going to do?" Beverley asked with disbelief.
I shrugged at her as I drift off to sleep...
And there you go!
Nell will be working as the Algebra 2 Trig teacher for Jacob's class!
How will Seth and her meet?
You'll just have to find out!!!!
This is The Paranormal and The Mythical