Disclaimer: None of this belongs to me except the plot

Summary: My version of the sequel to the ring. Samara is back in mortal form and is out for revenge. You find out what and how Samara became like she is and what did the Morgan's do to get her.

Rated: PG13

A/N: This is my first Ring fanfic, usually I write Harry Potter stuff but I love the ring. So here is my idea for a sequel, it's named after the Japanese second book and it has much more supernatural themes and loads of flashbacks.

Prelude – Awakening

The skeleton of Samara Morgan lay on the cold metal table. Dr. Andrew Myers walked pasted it sighing, the girl was about eight when she was killed and she'd been trapped down in that well for thirty years. He looked over the skeleton, the muddy white dress was still on there body. Placing his hands on the metal table he began his work to determine how she died. He turned around to get a coffee which he really deserved; sipping the hot liquid he turned around and dropped the coffee on the ground. Replacing the skeleton was a girl about eight years old with hair draped over her face; she was wearing the same muddy white dress as the skeleton.

"Mummy was bad; she tried to get rid of me" the girl said

Andrew was shaking like mad, all colour had drained from his face and his feet were burning from where he'd dropped the coffee.

"But she didn't know"

Andrew didn't know why he still there, logic told him to run but then this was not at all a logical situation, a girl who was dead for thirty years was talking to him.

"What didn't she know?" he whispered

Samara smiled, an evil sadistic smile "She didn't know what she was messing with"

Andrew dared to ask "what was she messing with?"

Samara fully lifted her head and Andrew's eyes met with hers and with that he died.

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"She'd back" Aiden Keller whispered

Rachel looked at him, "whose back?"

Aiden looked at her with fear in his eyes "Samara"

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Samara had never been in a city before and being surrounded by so many people made her feel angry. She wanted her revenge more than anything now.

They will pay.

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Yes I am aware that it is extremely short but I didn't know what else to write, besides it a Prelude anyway.