Hey out there! Hows it going you guys? Well this would have come sooner but my basement flooded sooooo... yeah. I'm kinda depressed about this so I'll keep it short. Ariel Leilani- I'm really glad that you enjoy my story so far! Lifts my spirits and thanks for favouriting and following:) And thank you to Wolf Lover 06 for favouriting and following :) Cookies for both of you *waves magic cookie staff* And I'm sorry about the short chapter but I hoope you enjoy the next chapter of A New Face in Town.
Disclaimer: I do not own Nightmare Before Christmas or any of the characters, except my OC's cause they belong to my fabulous mind :)
Chapter One: New Beginnings
"What a mysterious place," I thought as I walked down the long, curving path beyond the arch. And it was curious indeed. For all along the path bare, twisted trees stood their resolute watch of the forest in the milky white dawn. And as if that wasn't enough, a seedling of fear started to grow in my belly at the thought of what creatures may be waiting in those trees. Feeling a growing urge to leave, I quickened my pace hoping that the forest would soon come to an end. I needn't have worried though, for after a few moments at my brisk pace the forest abruptly came to an end.
I looked around me, bewildered by the fact that the forest had ended so suddenly. Now that the trees were gone I could see that I was surrounded by pumpkins. What a strange place to put a pumpkin patch, I thought to myself as I carefully picked my way across. My goal: to reach the spiral-shaped hill on the other side. Then again, everything that's happened to me so far has been strange. As if to prove my point, I lost my balance, disturbing a pumpkin and causing a ghost to rise with a wail. Startled to say the least, I jumped back with a squeak only to disturb a group of pumpkins. The chorus of wails that was produced caused me to be more scared than ever. I hurriedly sprinted my way across the rest of the patch, not caring where I stepped. This caused more ghosts to appear before they evaporated in the sun like mist. I hope they're okay, I worried because even though they had scared me, I still did not wish any harm upon them. I turned around to see the hill behind me realizing that the spiral was facing away from me. Oh dear! I seem to be on the wrong side, I thought sadly as I rested my head against the curve of the hill. Upon contact, the spiral slowly started to unwind till it had formed a kind of bridge.
I hurried across it, hoping to find some people other than the ghosts to keep me company. Another unexpected sight awaited me on the other side of the hill though. For it seemed that I had stumbled upon a graveyard. Oh my! First a pumpkin patch and now a graveyard? Well since all the ghosts are with the pumpkins, I suppose there should be none left for the graves. And with that reasoning I sat down against a tombstone to catch my breath, for the first time looking down at myself. I was wearing a torn green dress with a pink sash around the middle. I also had no shoes on and my skin was deathly pale. Why am I so white? Is it cold out? I wondered to myself as I looked at a lock of my hair, for some reason feeling relieved that it was bright red. I leaned back relaxing, deciding that a little nap might be good for me. The falling sensation came over me as my eyelids started to droop, but before I could reach sleep I realized something. I was laying on the ground. Looked up to see the tombstone and followed it down to where it protruded from my midsection.
I screamed and bolted to my feet, only to see that my body had taken on a see-through quality. Fully panicking now, I turned around to see another woman picking something from a grave. Relief at finding another person clear on my face, I ran over to tap her on the shoulder. "Excuse me, but can you-" I stopped mid sentence as my hand went straight through her shoulder, causing the woman to shudder. What is this? I thought to myself in shock, my body curling up on the ground and rocking back and forth. Shamelessly I started crying, burying my head against my knees. The woman turned around and looked at me with a gasp.
"Oh my goodness! Are you alright?!" She said rushing over and putting a hand on my now solid shoulder. "Oh, you don't look well at all! Come with me, come on. I'll get you all fixed up." She continued with a kind smile as she pulled me to my feet. Even though she was wearing a sewn together rag dress and had numerous stitches all over her body, I felt safe as she lead me past the gate and out of the graveyard.
Hmmmm... I wonder what could happen next? Anyways, hope you liked it and I'll try to update faster. Dying Reader lowering herself back into her coffin till next time. So long!