I'm back! And a new story! I love Glory so much that I wanted to add more Robert Gould Shaw stories. I happen to love Glory for a Hero, it's added in my favorites! If you hadn't read Glory for a Hero, I DEMEND you to read it! It's that good! But anyways…here's the story.

Chapter One: In a wrong place, wrong time

Emma Taylor is walking outside to go to school but she hates going to school so she doesn't really want to do anything. Her red hair with soft curls are being blown by the wind as her blue eyes looked around as she walked up the stairs to get in the school that she hated. "Emma!" Marty said as he smiles at Emma. "Hey," she said as she smiled a bit. She's not a morning person.

"Ready for history class?" he asked as they walked to the classroom which Emma dreads. She hated history so much. "Let's just get this over with," Emma said as she walked to class with Marty.

After history class is over for Emma, she briskly walked out because she wanted to get away from the classroom because she just saw the most boring movie ever, Glory. She was so tired that she had slept throughout the whole thing. She had missed the movie but she doesn't care since she hated history and didn't see the point of having the movie that is being made to watch. Emma doesn't believe it did happen. Emma looked around at the hallway that she's in and walks to the bathroom to do her business. Emma walked in the bathroom and looked around to see the toilet as she walked to it. She closes the stall and put her backpack down on the floor as she zipped her pants down to do her business.

Emma sighs contently as she looks straight and saw the strangest thing that had happened to her. There's writing on the wall that is so confusing. IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO GO BACK TO THE PAST AND PROVE YOURSELF YOU ARE WORTHY.

"Why?" Emma asked, mainly to herself as she looked around the stall to make sure it's not a joke. Then suddenly there's a burst of light that nearly blinded Emma. She groaned as she lifts up her hand to shield her eyes from the light. She looked at it and saw a door that popped out of nowhere as she stands up and zipped up her pants. Emma looked around at the door then she was about to touch the doorknob but it opened on itself. Emma looked at the toilet before looking back to the door and she walked in the door without looking back.

Emma looked around as she saw the door is closing and she falls as she screamed. Emma screamed as she saw the land of green grass and…horses.

Emma closed her eyes to prepare for her immediate death.

But it never came.

Emma opened her eyes as she looked around and saw that she had landed on the ground safely and unharmed (Thankfully). Emma panted as she sat up, feeling the pain on her back as she looked around with her hand on her forehead to get rid of the headache. Emma saw and smells horse manure as she saw a bunch of people walking around with silly dresses and clothes for the men. Emma's eyebrows furrowed together in a strange way as if she thought the people are crazy to wear the clothes. But there's something familiar to Emma because she felt like she had seen it before.

"Are you alright Miss?" a man asked as Emma looked around and saw a man with blond hair with a concerned blue eyes and a blond mustache, he wears a uniform that Emma looked so familiar. Emma knew this man from somewhere but couldn't catch his name. "Yes," Emma nodded as he reached out his hand and she stands up with the help of the young handsome man. "Excuse me, but where am I?" Emma asked politely, better be nice than being rude.

"Oh, you're in Boston, ma'am," he said as if it's obvious.

Emma never went to Boston before, so she asked, quite panicking right there. "What year is it?" "It's 1862, why?" he asked, wondering why she asked all of the strange questions. Oh no, Emma thought as she looked around.

I'm in BIG trouble.

"What is your name, ma'am?" he asked, quite curious about this young girl with red hair that is in front of him.

"Emma Taylor, what is yours?" Emma said as she looked back to the towering man in front of her. "Cabot Forbes, I'm on my way to meet my best friend for a party and you look like you could use something to eat." Emma gulped as she looked around, hoping that it's a dream but it's not.

"Your best friend?" Emma asked as he began walking away. "Yes," he said as he smiled and Emma followed him. "Robert Gould Shaw," Forbes said as if Emma had known him. Emma felt like she was literally going to faint. This is real, Emma thought as she looked at Forbes. Glory is real, everything that had happened is real. Emma looked back to where they're walking and she saw a big white house and saw many people are walking in. "This is his house, Shaw House." Forbes said as he pointed at it as if Emma doesn't know what it looks like. She had seen the movie…no she doesn't. Emma wished she had seen the movie. My God, I wished I could see the movie right now so that I know what's going on in Glory. Damn, I hope this is a dream, Emma thought as she closed her eyes momentarily and she had hoped this is a dream.

"Are you alright?" Forbes asked with a concerned look on his face with his eyebrows furrowed together. There must be something wrong with the girl. "Hmm," Emma said as she opened her eyes and looked up to Forbes.

"Yes, just dandy." Emma said as she looked back to the house with a fake smile on her face.

I'm in the wrong place at a wrong time.

I'll update each chapter as I go along…and have time as well. But I hope you enjoy this chapter!