The Midnight Garden-

Summary

After the great war in book 3, Candy the saviour and her conpanions dissapear and the islands of abarat are left to pick up the pieces.

On The island of midnight young Megara has been told about the lost lord of midnight and She is fasinated by his tale. One night she sneaks out to explore the midnight gardens and these are the events that followed.

Megara walked through the midnight forest, equipt with a lantern in one hand and wearing her blue velvet cloak which was trailing behind her , rustling the leaves on her path. Every so often she would have to pinch herself. was she really doing this? She was exited to say the least, but if she was caught...

She pausedmid step as this thought came into her mind.

"Oh! damb the concequences!"

All her life she had been told of the horrors that once faced those who came to the island and now all that was left was the crumbling towers and the midnight garderns. She had a right to explore her history, and if that meant going into the midnight gardens that had been untouched for years so be it.

Her breath caught in her throat as she approached the black iron gate. she placed the lantern down and aproached the gate. she let her hands trail down the cold iron until finally coming to a stop at the barr accros it.

"You can do this... at least i think you can?" She said with hesertation.

letting all the doughts run from her mind She let the gate swing open in front of her , picked the lantern up and hurried inside before anyone spotted her.

Trees loomed over her as she followed what remained of the stone path. This place was eerie! The trees, the light fog the graced the floor and especially the bird crys she heared when walking along. Finally she came to the edge of the path where the stones on the floor came together in a circle shape. odd words were written around the edge and as much as she tried she couldnt place the language anywhere. she made a quick note to herself to remember them.

In the middle of a circle was a iron bench. She sat down and surveyed her surroundings before looking up and gasping at the sight before her. From the bench you had a perfect view of the moon in all its glory. it luminated the garden perfectly. No wonder the best fruit in all abarat was grown here once.

"Its so..."

She was lost for words. The moon was hardly a symbol of beauty yet it had a strange appeal to it. it was mysterious, a light in the darkness. Before she could finish her thoughts a voice filled the silence.

"Strange..."

she shot up all looked behind her into the trees.

"whos t-"

"beautiful..."

She turned up the light on her lantern.

"Or does it discust you as darkness does to many who have seen it" He laughed at his own comment.

"I said whos there?", she had to cringe at how scared she felt and sounded at this moment.

There was more rustling and when it was closer then before she picked up her dress and ran like her life depended on it. And judging by the rustling following her, it did.

She reached the gate and placed the lantern down. She ran outside the gardern and just as she barred it she a hand reached out to her from inside. She screamed and fell backwards onto the floor and looked up. A silence decended and it was clear the man was not leaving the gardern. She watched his every move and she slowly got back on her feet and backed away.

The man picked up the lanter and she could finally get a good look at her pursuer. He wore a clock of purest black that made his tall looming figure even more so. when the lantern was held up to his face she saw his blue skin, then the piercing whites of his eyes and finally the scarred lips. He smiled and Megara felt as tho she had been confronted by death himself.

"Does the darkness discust you..."

Before she could hear whatever else he had to say she had run as fast as her legs could take her untill she reached her house. She was gasping for breath and she saw the the dining rooms lights were on meaning her midnight escape hadnt gone unoticed. But that was the least of her problems. She felt the colour drain from her face as she was ever crazy or maybe just maybe...

Christopher carrion was back from the dead.

Darkness surrounded her vision and she gave into it.

When she woke the next morning she was back in her room and her father was looming over her.

"Well where were you?"

God if only he knew...

Thank you so much for reading this story! At least it passes the time by while we wait an eternity for book 4! but im not complaining because you can tell how much work goes into the tale.

Please review and tell me what you think. this is either gonna be a full story or a series of one shots between characters and characters or maybe even an oc thrown into the works. so let me know your thoughts on this.#

untill next time, M. xxxx