Hi there!

This is my second attempt to write a multi-chapter story (after "Mystery Inc. gets a clue"). I'll try to add new chapters as soon as I write them - or rather, put together the parts that I already have.

Enjoy and see you!

VerMa.


It was December 19, 10:30 PM. That night, a terrible snowstorm raged over Coolsville, a little town in Ohio. If you looked out through a window, you couldn't see anything but white snowflakes which flew almost horizontally due to strong wind, howling in chimneys and fiercely hitting window glasses.

That very night, a young, dark-haired, bespectacled woman paced back and forth in her living room, waiting for the return of her twin sister and brother-in-law. Four hours earlier, they'd left to get Christmas gifts for their three-years-old daughter. Now, the little girl, covered with a blanket, slept peacefully on a couch and her parents still hadn't come back. That really worried the young woman, as they never parted with their only child for longer than they really had to.

Suddenly, car lights flashed outside and, a moment later, there was a knock on the door. The woman, afraid that the noise could wake her little niece, opened the door as quickly as she could. She expected that her sister and brother-in-law, grinning and all covered in snow, would stand on the other side of the doorstep. However, instead of them, she saw a tall, broad-shouldered young man in a uniform. His face showed he didn't have good news.

"Miss Jane Walton?" the stranger asked.

"Yes" the woman replied, letting him into the hall. "What's the matter?" she asked with anxiety.

"I'm Constable Franklin Sanders" the young man showed his ID. "Your sister and brother-in-law had an accident. Their car skidded and fell from a cliff. They both died on the spot."

"God..." Jane whispered, burying her face in her hands.

"I'm very sorry, Miss Walton" Constable Sanders said and left the house.

The woman went back to the living room and sat on the floor, near the couch on which her little niece, unaware she'd just become an orphan, slept.

"It's unfair" she whispered rebelliously, feeling huge tears flow down her face. "Nattie and Tom shouldn't have died... they were married for only five years... they dreamed of having a second child... they had the whole life before them..."

"Auntie, whewe mommy and daddy awe?" a tiny voice spoke suddenly. The little orphan had woken up and was looking at her aunt with her dad's dark eyes. (Toddler talk translation with correct grammar: Auntie, where are mommy and daddy?)

"They... they went to heaven, honey" Jane said, taking the little girl in her arms.

"When they will be back?"

"They will never be back, darling. They are... too far away to come back."


PS - Of course, I ask you for reviews. If you've guessed what it may possibly have to do with the characters from the Scooby world, it's good. If you haven't, don't worry because it will be explained later in this story. But under any circumstances don't write about it in reviews, okay?

See you in chapter two (oops, I've rhymed it)!

VM.